"I've seen the Second Elder. Han Qingyi bowed.

The second elder was dressed in a cyan robe, his body was bloated, especially which one had a big belly, two mustaches on the side of his mouth, and two eyes with a glint in his eyes.

"Second Elder, this time ......"

Without waiting for Han Qingyi to finish speaking, the second elder waved his hand to interrupt her, shook his head and sighed, "I know everything that happened here, but I didn't expect them to come so quickly. ”

"Send all the disciples back, there are still things to deal with here. The second elder touched his beard, turned around and a flying sword appeared under his feet, dragging him into the sky.

This scene is a little funny, a small flying sword swayed and held up a fat man weighing at least three hundred pounds.

Su Jiuming couldn't help but smile a little, but he suddenly became envious, isn't this the immortal he has always longed for.

"Siyi, Feng Yin, gather the disciples in the sect and return to the sect immediately. Han Qingyi's eyes were firmly fixed on the figure of the second elder, and she faintly felt that there was an unusual aura over there.

Soon, the disciples of the Tian Yuan Sect all gathered, and there were less than ten disciples left, most of whom were injured.

Su Jiuming stood aside, he was not one of the disciples, naturally he couldn't go over, now he was a little anxious, what should he do later?

How can a mortal survive in this world? Having just experienced such a bloody experience, he knew that if he could not become a monk, it would be almost impossible to survive in this world.

"That, fairy sister, can you take me down?" mustering up his courage, Su Jiuming finally whispered to Han Qingyi.

Han Qingyi is a monk in the end, although Su Jiuming just whispered, it fell into her ears. Xiu frowned, and said: "Now that I'm going back to the sect, I don't look like you are from a few nearby sects, if you are a casual cultivator, you can find a place to heal." ”

The expected answer, Su Jiuming's face turned gray, is this really heavenly?

Suddenly, a mountain of pressure pressed on Su Jiuming's body, causing him to kneel down directly, and blood was already flowing out of his mouth.

Not only him, but everyone present was crushed by this mountain-like pressure, and among them, only Han Qingyi could barely hold on, and the ice blue long sword in his hand poked deeply into the ground.

I saw that the second elder waved his hand, and this pressure disappeared in an instant, and the violent contrast instantly made Su Jiuming fall.

The second elder's face was solemn, and in front of him, there was a black aura covering the sky and the sun, and an extremely evil aura was attracting it. It has a disgusting bloody atmosphere.

"Blood King corpse?" The second elder obviously recognized this monstrous black qi, took out a scroll of paintings from the bag in his hand, and threw it to Han Qingyi.

"Qingyi, take your disciples back first, this thing is not something you can bear. ”

"Yes, Second Elder. Taking the scroll, Han Qingyi made a handprint, and there were words in his mouth, obviously urging the scroll. In an instant, this picture scroll spread out, picking up all the disciples of the Tianyuan Sect.

There was a blood-red figure in the black air, and a roar shook the heavens and the earth, making this Fang Tian tremble.

"Qingyi, hurry up!" the second elder said hurriedly, the light in his hand flickered, and a giant sword shot towards the blood-red figure.

No longer hesitating, Han Qingyi urged the scroll under his feet and flew in the direction of Tianyuan Sect.

"Wait, wait for me......" Su Jiuming and a mortal could withstand such earth-shattering power, the whole person was already lying on the ground, using his last strength.

In the blur, a slender jade hand swept in front of him, as if he heard someone talking.

"It's a nuisance. ”

Then, Su Jiuming lost consciousness and passed out.

......

Faintly, there is a little fragrance, and in the blur, there is a figure in front of him. With a little warmth flowing in his chest, Su Jiuming suddenly thought of his long-dead mother.

Isn't the hand brushing in front of me just like the warmth of a mother?

I don't know where the strength came from, Su Jiuming got up with a fierce son and hugged the figure in front of him.

The ice-blue figure suddenly froze, and a slender jade hand turned into a palm knife, and the light blue light in the hand surged, slashing towards Su Jiuming.

"Mother!"

The hand knife froze violently, and it was suspended straight on Su Jiuming's head.

"I miss you so much......"

The next moment, it seemed to sigh lightly, the flickering palm was finally put down, and the next moment it gently landed on Su Jiuming's back, slowly stroking.

It's as if it's really a mother comforting her child.

Su Jiuming didn't know when he woke up, vaguely he seemed to have dreamed of his mother, and seemed to have hugged her for a while, probably because he missed his biological mother too much.

"Huh, what kind of place is this?" After settling down, Su Jiuming looked around.

A stone table, a stone chair, and sitting on a stone bed, which seems to be a cave carved out, and an oil lamp on the stone wall.

After moving his hands and feet, he found that there seemed to be no problem with his body, and Su Jiuming began to walk towards the bright hole in front of him.

Pushing open the stone door, the dazzling sunlight shone in, stabbing Su Jiuming's eyes painfully, he couldn't help but close his eyes, and after getting used to opening his eyes, he couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in front of him.

As soon as you go out, a breath of fresh air comes to your nose, many peaks in front of you, clouds and mist, faintly revealing the peaks, many peaks still have palaces, golden and splendid, even if they are far away, you can also feel the extraordinary.

In the vastness of the smoke waves, there are cranes chirping, and flocks of cranes penetrate through the clouds and mist, and hide in the clouds and mist, which is really elusive.

What amazed Su Jiuming even more was that dozens of feet in front of him was a cliff, and there was a big tree on the edge of the cliff, he didn't know what kind of tree it was, when the tree was full of pink flowers, it set off the shadow on the tree.

"Probably, this is Wonderland. Su Jiuming let out a heartfelt sigh.

As if hearing something, the shadow on the tree looked back, and then the whole person disappeared, and the next moment it appeared in front of Su Jiuming.

A light blue long skirt, with silver threads outlining the cloud pattern, and a pure-colored belt on the waist showing a slender figure. There was no powder on the white face, the long black hair hung down to the waist, there was no expression on the face, and the smoke in Danfeng's eyes flowed, and he seemed to have a trace of interest in Su Jiuming.

Swallowing his saliva vigorously, Su Jiuming said tremblingly: "God, fairy sister." ”

Han Qingyi stared at Su Jiuming tightly, her eyebrows furrowed, as if she wanted to see through Su Jiuming. In fact, she had already seen through Su Jiuming.

"Are you mortal?" After a while, Han Qingyi spoke.

Rubbing his hands in his hands, these words made Su Jiuming's breathing short, and he replied nervously: "Yes, I, I am a mortal." ”。

"Since you are mortal, you can go down the mountain tomorrow. ”

"No, don't. ”