Few people know the true face of the Nightless Cliff, in fact, this is a prison, which has existed here since ancient times, to imprison those demons and demons that are difficult to subdue, there are many spiritual veins in Zhongnan Mountain, and the Nightless Cliff accounts for one of them.

The obsidian on his chest became hotter and hotter as he reached the bottom of the cliff.

Qinghua God of War, Qin Yan, is the guardian of the Nightless Cliff Prison, and can freely enter and exit this realm.

But before that, there was a person who rushed ahead and protected Qinghuan.

Mo Sang turned his head, glared at her fiercely, and said in his heart: This girl is really not worry-free.

Mo Sang was still in the Eastern Wilderness before teleporting, coincidentally, their group had just met the snake-tailed beast that had been a monster in the mortal world for a long time, and when they were fighting with the demon beast, they suddenly sensed that the spiritual power that protected Qing Huan was scattered, and he shook his mind, and threw a sentence towards Lan Wenyu, who was fighting side by side, and then used a space teleportation technique, which appeared directly in front of Qing Huan, this is a high-level spell, and it is not possible to use it at will, not to mention a large amount of spiritual power, it is also necessary to establish a connection between the two points of teleportation.

The connection is Mo Sang's clone attached to the "Illustrated Book of Magic", he directly teleported here through the location of the doppelganger, and as soon as he landed, he felt the powerful resentment around him.

Mo Sang sacrificed the "Dome Spirit" sword, removed the surrounding grievances and resentful spirits one by one, helped Qing Huan on the ground, put his fingers on her wrists, frowned, the breath in her body was unstable, and the spiritual power in the dantian was rushing around, if she stayed here any longer, I was afraid that it would disturb her mind.

Seeing the main man appear, Dusty just wanted to have a hearty competition, when he suddenly noticed the person's breath.

Now is not a good time for a head-on confrontation, and if that person finds out, he will definitely strengthen the barrier by creating a strange realm at the bottom of this sleepless cliff, which will definitely strengthen the barrier, and it will not do him any good.

In an instant, the alien realm was reversed, what skull throne, the blood of the resentful spirit all disappeared, and the surroundings gradually returned to clarity.

When Qin Yanjun arrived, he saw Mo Sang, and Qing Huan, who was lying in Mo Sang's arms, who had passed out, his eyes widened, as if he had bumped into something that should not be seen, don't go over his body, think about it and feel that something was wrong, turned around and pointed at Mo Sang, just wanted to say something, he felt that the obsidian in his heart sensed something, and when he raised his eyes, Qing Huan had a fan-like magic weapon in his hand, and it also faintly emitted red light like obsidian.

Subconsciously went to take the fan, but unexpectedly triggered the defense mechanism of the magic weapon, emitting a very lethal cold light, Qin Yanjun dodged, summoned spiritual power, and suppressed the fan.

Despite the disparity in strength, the magic weapon followed the master, and refused to bow his head for a long time, Qin Yanjun had no intention of hurting it, so he had to sacrifice the "Shangxuan" sword, and as soon as the "Shangxuan" sword came out, no matter how powerful the magic weapon was, he would be afraid of a few points.

Mo Sang continued to transmit spiritual power into Qing Huan's body, and after stabilizing his breath, Qing Huan slowly opened his eyes.

Half-open and half-closed, she saw Mo Sang's face, and thought it was the phantom from before, jumped up, pounced over, hugged him tightly, and said, "Mo Sang, I miss you so much." The fluffy head was still rubbing against Mo Sang's neck.

Qing Huan turned his back to Qin Yanjun, he didn't know that there were others here, but Mo Sang knew that he hadn't thought too much about treating Qing Huan before, but now he was seen by Qinghua Shangshen Qing Huan threw himself into his arms, and he was still coquettish, looking at each other, no matter how calm he was, his ears were red.

Mo Sang wanted to pull away from Qing Huan and touch her arm, but he couldn't bear it, so he had to pat her back and say, "Qing Huan, wake up." ”

Qing Huan Fang was a little confused, but after hugging for a while, he really felt the other party's body temperature, but in fact, he had already muttered in his heart: What's the situation?

Hearing Mo Sang's voice, at this time, Qing Huan came to his senses, let go of his hand, a foot away from him, pulled the corners of his mouth without smiling, and said, "Xiao ...... Uncle Xiao, you...... You...... Why are you here?"

Before Mo Sang could speak, he heard Qin Yanjun's voice coming from behind: "Let's talk about it first, why is it here." ”

Qing Huan followed the sound and turned around, and when he saw a strange man, he was startled, and hid behind Mo Sang.

Mo Sang helplessly protected Qing Huan and said respectfully: "Qinghua is a god." ”

Qin Yanjun nodded, pointed to Qing Huan behind him and said, "Don't protect her, little girl, you come over to me." ”

Qing Huan heard Mo Sang call the other party Qinghua God, and even understood the identity of the person who came.

This Nightless Cliff is the realm of the Qinghua God of War, and if you break in without permission, you will be held accountable, Qing Huan said in a low voice: "I didn't mean to break in." ”

His eyes sparkled, and he looked pitiful.

Qin Yanjun first said to Mo Sang: "Are you from the Eastern Wilderness?"

Mo Sang nodded, and the aura of spatial teleportation was still on his body.

"I'll leave it here, you can go first. "Qin Yanjun drove people away.

Qing Huan tugged at Mo Sang's sleeve and said helplessly: "You...... Going?"

Qin Yanjun reminded Mo Sang: "Spatial teleportation technique, if the Yuan Shen clone does not return to its position for a long time, it will endanger the foundation. ”

Mo Sang was a little hesitant, but Qing Huan heard this, let go of his sleeves, and said in his heart: Could it be that Mo Sang used the spatial teleportation technique to appear here?

Mo Sang looked at her, and then at Qinghua Shangshen, and just wanted to say something, he was pinched by Qin Yanjun and sent him back.

Then, Qing Huan and Qin Yanjun were left staring at each other.

"Ahem. Qin Yanjun cleared his throat and said, "This fan is yours?"

Qing Huan looked over, and the "Snow Cloud Fan" was lying on the ground, struggling.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, the "Snow Cloud Fan" whizzed into the cuff and returned to its original position.

Qin Yanjun didn't say anything, and said in his heart: This Xiaoxiangjun actually kept this hand.

Qing Huan was lifted by Qin Yanjun, and Yukong left the bottom of the nightless cliff and took him back to Qingyun Mansion directly.

Qi Su was already waiting there, looking nervous and trembling.

Qing Huan had a relationship with her, and greeted her warmly: "Hello." ”

Qi Su avoided her eyes and quietly bowed his head to the side.

Qin Yanjun glanced at her, waved his hand, and Qi Su nodded and retreated.

After entering the house, Qin Yanjun only cared about fiddling with the jack bow in his hand and left Qing Huan aside.

Qing Huan stood obediently, but his eyes were spinning, and he secretly looked at the legendary Qinghua Mansion.

Qinghua Shangshen is worthy of being the god of war, martial and warlike, and even the place where he lives is full of all kinds of weapons, many decorations are made of animal skins, rough and direct.

Listening to the sound of "Bang", Qin Yanjun put the jack bow on the ground, raised his eyes and looked at Qing Huan.