Han Rou is concerned about chaos, and through Wan Qianxia's words, she also feels strange.

Qinghua's face was ashamed, her eyes were gloomy, and she said unspeakably: "The two of you have misunderstood." ”

"Oh?" Wan Qianxia crossed her waist and said, "Then you should tell me, why did I misunderstand?"

Qinghua smiled awkwardly and said, "I have known Mu Wanfeng since childhood, and after he went to Xianshan, I got married." ”

"Wan'er was not born before her father died. I didn't want her to think that she was a fatherless child, so I used the name of Mu Wanfeng to weave a fantasy for her. ”

Wan Qianxia's eyes widened suddenly, and she exclaimed, "I remembered!"

"When I was a child, my senior brother was desperately cultivating and wanted to go down the mountain, and the person he wanted to see turned out to be you?"

Qinghua's delicate body trembled, tears came out of her eyes, and she turned her back to hide her face and wipe it.

Han Rou and Wan Qianxia looked at Qinghua with indescribably complicated expressions.

After a long time, Qinghua cleaned up her face and said with a sad smile: "Fortunately, he misses me, but I'm just a vulgar fan, after all, there is no fate~"

Wan Qianxia asked, "In that case, then what are you asking my senior brother to do?"

Han Rou couldn't bear to ask, but she was the little ancestor of Kaiyang Peak, and she didn't understand the twists and turns of human feelings.

Qinghua thought about her original intention, but because of Qinghewan's interruption, she almost forgot about it.

"Yesterday at noon, I heard a sound from the Immortal Mountain, saying that there was a change in Yuntian Palace, I was a little worried, so I wanted to wait for you to wake up and ask what happened. ”

The two were shocked when they heard this, and said in unison: "Something happened to Yuntian Palace?"

Qinghua was puzzled: "Everyone in Qingyang Town heard it, but the two of you don't know?"

Han Rou frowned, she only remembered that before she fell into a coma, because she was depressed in her heart, she wanted to walk in the mountains to relax.

But as I walked, I felt that the world was spinning, and then I fell unconscious, and I don't know how long I was in a coma.

"We really don't know, there may be a real change in the sect, and now we have to go back, so it's inconvenient to bother, and he will come to the door one day to thank him~"

After saying that, she greeted Wan Qianxia and hurriedly came out of the cyclamen.

Qinghua looked at the backs of the two of them, stunned, after all, there was still no news of him......

When Tang Yuping woke up, he found himself in the dark, and his hands and feet were locked with iron locks.

There is a formation on the chain, Rao is the realm of her Purple Mansion Sevenfold, and she is still firmly imprisoned and unable to move. It was a long time before she was found.

When she saw the light of day again, she found that she was still in Yuntian Palace. The place where she was imprisoned was a hidden dungeon in Tianxuan Peak.

At the same time, thousands of miles away from Qingyang Town, in a cave.

Wan Beichen, Yun Lan, and Beitangqiu have not slept for several days, and they still can't break the cult arrangement formation.

Wan Beichen finally stopped, sighed, and said, "Yun'er, don't hide it~"

Yun Lan was stunned when she heard this, and then glanced at Wan Beichen, and the spiritual power in her body surged.

She was stunned in Beitang Qiu, and it was a sword that split the formation.

Beitangqiu's expression was indescribably weird, looking at the breezy Yunlan, and then at Wan Beichen, who was gloomy.

As soon as he wanted to ask, he attracted Wan Beichen's vicious gaze.

He swallowed, put the doubt back in his stomach, looked up at the sky, and pretended not to see anything.

The three of them searched all over the place, but they found no trace of the cult, and even the Red Flame Jiao in the underground magma also disappeared.

In the end, in desperation, he had to fly back to the sect in the sky.

Half a month later

South of the Shenzhou mainland

It stretches for thousands of miles, has 100,000 mountains, inhabited by countless poisonous insects and beasts, surrounded by miasma all the year round, and is rarely visited. Even monks don't want to stay here long.

In the deepest part of the poor mountains and bad waters, there is a place like a fairyland.

The stream began nowhere, meandering to the top of the mountain, and then falling down the steep mountain wall. After encountering the obstacle of the mountain rocks, it is divided into several strands and spreads in all directions......

The water vapor stirred up by the waterfall becomes a rising mist, which swirls around the mountain stream and nourishes the lush trees.

A bereaved man in white clothes and neat and tidy, stepping lightly, constantly shuttling through the mountains.

When it came to a clearing, it finally stopped, ignoring the solid rock wall in front of it, and walked straight through.

Two black-robed people, ghostly, appeared in front of the man out of thin air, bowed and saluted: "Childe!"

The man was the cult boy Bai Wufang who stirred up the storm in Yuntian Palace half a month ago, and then withdrew.

Bai Wufang nodded and asked, "What happened to me in the past few days?"

One of the black-robed people said: "Back to the son, everything is as usual." ”

Bai Wufang nodded again, then took a few steps forward and disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, it was already in a brightly lit cave.

The mountain has been repaired and hewn, extending in all directions, carved beams and painted buildings. The stone wall is inlaid with countless spars, illuminating the entire space as bright as day.

After stepping through the winding passage, a large open space appeared in front of him, which was a thousand zhang square.

When this place was hollowed out, it was specially left with eight giant pillars to support it to prevent the mountain from collapsing.

In the center of the clearing, people come and go, all of them are dressed in black robes, and with their flawless white dress, they are particularly eye-catching.

Ouyang Yan found that Bai Wufang was back, and immediately took two steps closely, came to him, bowed down, and called Gongzi.

Bai Wufang asked, "How is he?"

Ouyang Yan was afraid to blame himself for his unfavorable affairs, so he snorted: "He...... It's still the same ......."

Bai Wufang's brow furrowed, and he bypassed the stone pillar, walked through the clearing, and walked deeper. Ouyang Yan followed silently.

After another long corridor, the eyes suddenly opened up, and there was a cliff.

The opposite side of the cliff is separated by more than ten zhang, and it is also a cliff. The cliff wall is towering into the sky, and the bottom of the cliff is not visible, and only the faint sound of running water can be heard.

If you don't search carefully, you won't be found here, and it's a natural hiding place.

On the opposite cliff wall, there are artificially hewn stone steps. The stone steps lead to countless caves, large and small.

In some of these caves, there was a faint muffled roar of beasts.

Bai Wufang crossed the bridge, climbed the stairs, and stopped in front of a stone cave.

There was a beast-like roar from the cave, mixed with unspeakable pain.

Bai Wufang's brows furrowed even deeper, and he said, "You stand down." ”

Ouyang Yan answered yes and retreated. Bai Wufang was furious, and immediately walked into the stone cave.

Compared with the simplicity outside, the furnishings inside the cave are gorgeous to the extreme.

Nanmu table, pear blossom cabinet, glow-in-the-dark glass of grape wine. Nephrite bed, silk quilt, splendid robe tassel pendant.

However, these rare things were all smashed to the ground at this time, which made people sigh.

A man on the ground with a disheveled head, his face was full of stubble, and his blood-red eyes were bloodshot. From time to time, he let out a low growl of pain, and then rolled on the ground in pain.

If you look closely, you can also find that there are a few strands of gray hair in his hair.

This is not the old thing in Ouyang Yan's mouth, the situation is a little worse than before leaving.

"Mu Wanfeng, is it worth it for you to practice yourself like this?"

Mu Wanfeng suppressed the pain and roared, "Use, huhu...... You don't have to worry about it!"

Bai Wufang was angry and shouted: "You don't need me to care, if you continue like this, stimulate the toxin of the Bitter Love Pill, it won't be long before you die, you know!"