"Childe, do you feel dissatisfied with something? As long as Childe points it out, the slave will improve. ”

The girl named Qiaoqiao sighed when she saw that Wu Heng had been silent, she couldn't help but be a little worried, thinking that she hadn't done a good job.

"Qiaoqiao girl, don't get me wrong, I'm just a little unwell. ”

Wu Heng hurriedly dispelled the girl's cranky thoughts.

"Where is the son uncomfortable, do you need the slave to take a look at the child? The slave also knows some medical skills. ”

The girl hurriedly stepped forward to check Wu Heng's body.

"Don't don't, it's just a little headache, maybe it's been a long sleep......"

Wu Heng hurriedly waved his hand to stop the girl's body that was about to approach.

"Giggle...... Childe is still embarrassed?"

The girl covered her mouth and smiled, seeing Wu Heng's embarrassment.

"Don't call yourself a son, don't call yourself a slave and a slave, I'm just an ordinary disciple in the sect, and I'm an ordinary person like you. ”

Seeing through the girl's thoughts, Wu Heng scratched his head in embarrassment and said very sincerely.

"Childe ......"

Suddenly there was a mist in the girl's eyes, but she quickly covered it up.

"Okay, now that I'm awake, I'm going to meet the sect master and a few elders, I can't let them wait for a long time......"

Wu Heng sat up and just wanted to lift the quilt and get out of bed, but found that something was wrong......

First, the girl named Qiaoqiao did not move at all, and did not intend to avoid it.

Second, Wu Heng suddenly found that the clothes on his body had been changed!

Looking down at the brand-new white robe on his body, and then looking up at the girl, Wu Heng said with difficulty:

"My clothes from yesterday ......"

He looked at the girl with a strange expression.

"It was the slave maid who helped the son change it, and the clothes were already stained with blood and could not be worn......"

The girl blushed, lowered her head and whispered.

"Ah......h

Wu Heng was frightened, and his face was as red as a ripe apple.

He sat there for a long time, and finally couldn't stay any longer, so he dropped a sentence:

"I'm leaving, goodbye Miss Qiaoqiao!"

Wu Heng grabbed the door and fled, and he didn't even dare to ask where the main hall of the Welcome Pavilion was......

"Huh...... What an interesting person!"

After Wu Heng left, the girl's expression suddenly returned to normal in an instant.

At this moment, she was looking at the direction of Wu Heng's departure, with a cold and mischievous smile on the corner of her mouth, and the whole person suddenly showed a beauty that was completely inconsistent with herself......

......

"Hoo ......"

Wu Heng exhaled deeply and finally slowed down.

It was so embarrassing just now, he couldn't wait to find a hole in the ground.

Growing up so big, he has never had such an intimate act with a girl.

Even Rong Rong ......

"Alas......"

Thinking of Rong Rong, Wu Heng sighed, and his mood began to become lost again.

casually found a disciple on duty and asked for directions, and Wu Heng headed in the direction of the main hall.

......

In the hall of Kongmingfeng, Sikong Mingyang and several elders sat in it, and they seemed to be discussing something at the moment......

"Deputy Sect Master Qi, Wu Heng, a disciple of Luo Yue Peak, asks to see!"

A disciple preached.

"Quick!"

Sikong Mingyang waved his hand, and everyone immediately quieted down.

......

Wu Heng walked into the hall with a flat expression, and after respectfully saluting with everyone, he stood quietly aside.

"Why did you go to the Forbidden Land last night?"

After observing for a long time, Sikong Mingyang couldn't help it, so he asked.

"I ...... I'm going to meet someone......"

Wu Heng replied hesitantly.

"And what happened then?"

Seeing that Wu Heng was reluctant to answer, Sikong Mingyue was not embarrassed, and then asked again.

"Somehow, I felt like a sword suddenly burst out of the ground, and finally it somehow burrowed into my mind......"

Now that the sect was already aware of last night's movements, Wu Heng told the story half-truthfully, he only said that there was a sword and did not say that it was two.

As soon as he guessed, he knew that the Blood Demon Ancestor was not a good person, and if he knew that such a monster had also run into his sea of knowledge, he didn't dare to guarantee what the sect would do with him.

But he also didn't know what the stone sword was, so he answered Sikong Mingyang's question vaguely.

"Hiss......"

A burst of inhalation sounds, after hearing Wu Heng's affirmative reply, all the elders began to talk one after another, and the exclamations kept coming out.

"Elders, be quiet!"

Sikong Mingyang waved his hand to interrupt everyone's discussion, and then asked:

"Wu Heng, do you feel any discomfort now?"

This is also the issue that everyone is most concerned about, so everyone held their breath, and the whole hall could hear the needle falling......

"At first, the disciple felt a splitting headache, as if his head was about to explode, but then the disciple couldn't bear it anymore and lost consciousness.

Until now, the disciple didn't feel any discomfort except for a slight headache......

Wu Heng elaborated very seriously.

"Hiss......"

There was another sound of inhalation, and the people in the hall boiled again......

And Sikong Mingyang didn't seem to stop everyone this time, and his expression became very strange......

"Does that little friend have a sense of the sword that entered your mind?"

After a long time, Elder Duan, who had taken Wu Heng to Wujian Cliff, asked abruptly.

Everyone also held their breath and looked at Wu Heng in unison.

Being stared at by so many people at the same time, Wu Heng was a little uncomfortable, but he still replied cautiously:

"Like, there is no ......"

Hearing Wu Heng's answer, all the elders showed disappointment......

Wu Heng was a little inexplicable, these people kept asking him questions, but they never told him where the sword came from.

......

As if seeing Wu Heng's thoughts, Sikong Mingyang said lightly at this time:

"Since you are in good health, you don't have to take this matter to heart, otherwise it will affect your state of mind.

It's just a special magic sword, although it recognizes you as the master, but you still have to cultivate hard, and strive to break through the realm as soon as possible!"

Sikong Mingyang said, and from the throne behind him, he took out a beautifully shaped long sword and said:

"You can't control that magic sword yet, so I'll give you another one as a weapon!

This sword is called: Zhan Lan, although it is not a magic weapon, but it is extremely sharp and sharpens iron like clay, so you can use it instead!"

......

Wu Heng took the long sword thrown by Sikong Mingyue and thanked him.

After looking at it carefully, he liked it very much.

"Okay, try not to mention this matter as much as possible, you can go back first! I have something to discuss with the elders!"

Sikong Mingyang waved his hand and motioned for Wu Heng to leave.

......

Wu Heng left Kongming Peak with a puzzled mood, and along the way, he frowned and thought hard, no matter what, he couldn't figure it out......

Why did no one care about trespassing on the forbidden land? No one blamed him for making such a big disturbance in the forbidden land?

What made him even more incomprehensible was why these people only asked themselves questions, but did not tell themselves the truth?

First ask yourself a bunch of questions, then inexplicably give yourself a sword, and finally drive yourself away, what is this called?

However, when Wu Heng was still scratching his ears and cheeks, the hall of Kong Ming Peak exploded......