Wei Qiqi took two long legs, unhurriedly walked in the lead, Lan Xiang did not close her eyes all night, and she was not used to walking, her steps were staggering, and after a while, she felt that the soles of her feet hurt badly, she gritted her teeth and did not make a sound, and ran with all her might, until her legs did not obey the call, her body rushed forward, but her legs and feet could not keep up, and the whole person was planted forward.

Her nose was sour, and when she saw the big and small gravel coming to her face, a thought flashed in her heart, oh no, if she planted this head, she was afraid that her appearance would not be saved!

Wei Qiqi took half a step back in time, held her steadily, and asked casually, "Are those people who are following behind the thugs who are full of flowers?"

Lan Xiang glanced back, only to see a few sturdy figures hiding and probing her brain, one of the scar-faced men was very familiar, she bit her lip and said, "Yes, they are here to catch me back." ”

"Hua Manlou is so unruly, he collected the ransom fee and came to arrest people. ”

"They don't know their sons, and if they are powerful, they will never dare to do it. ”

Wei Qiqi was too lazy to be familiar with these people, reached out and wrapped his hand around Lan Xiang's waist, picked her up with a slight force, and said "Be careful", her body shook, and she had stepped out of her hand. The thug behind saw that the momentum was not good, shouted and shouted, splashed his legs and chased forward, but chased farther and farther, only to see two small black dots, which quickly disappeared into the bushes.

The scar-faced man who hit the head slowed down, propped his hands on his knees, snorting, panting like a bellows, and another strong man with five big and three thick feet dragged his feet to his side, fell to the ground with weak knees, and said breathlessly: "Big brother...... Still...... Chase or not chase ......"

The scar-faced man slapped him weakly, "Run fast...... How to chase ...... Go back, go back ......" he said this, but he was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately he didn't catch up, at first glance, he was not a good master, he really wanted to catch up, maybe who would suffer!

Wei Qiqi took the orchid incense, like a galloping horse, entered the woods, saw that there was no one around, popped out the hidden snow sword, the sword rose, turned into a blue mang, and threw himself into the peak of the immortal capital.

The wind whistled in his ears, the mountains and rivers swept under his feet, Lan Xiang's heart hung in his throat, and he was so shocked that his legs and feet were weak, and he was dumbfounded, and after a long time, he stammered: "You ...... Can you fly? are you...... Immortals?"

"No, cultivators, you can do it if you have the chance. Wei Qiqi spit out Gentu Zhenyuan, shielded her from the strong wind in the sky, and said in her ear, "My surname is Wei, my name is Wei Qiqi, I will send you to a place to meet a person, if you are a qiēshun lì, you will stay there to cultivate, if you are successful, even if you can't become a sword cultivator, you can live longer." ”

Lan Xiang blinked, and it took a long time to react, he was introducing himself into the immortal gate and giving him a chance to seek immortals. In the back garden of the Hou Mansion in Los Angeles, she listened to the eldest prince of the Hou family talk about those immortals who flew away and lived forever, and she was envious, but she didn't expect that the world was impermanent, and after so many years, she had the opportunity to embark on the immortal journey.

"Will Childe stay too?" she asked in a trembling voice.

"I have other things to do, and I can't take care of you. Don't worry, there, I still have a little bit of thin noodles. ”

Lan Xiang sighed secretly, knowing that he had made up his mind and couldn't ask for anything more. She slowly relaxed her body and leaned into Wei Qiqi's arms, her thoughts came and went, she was in a trance, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

This flight was a whole day, the water and rice did not enter, and he was exhausted, and later, Lan Xiang really couldn't hold on, and almost hung on Wei Qiqi's body, as if he had no bones. Wei Qiqi didn't pity her either, and it wasn't until Tiandu Peak was in sight that he took out a Bigu Dan and stuffed it into her mouth.

The pill melted in the mouth, a warmth rose from the abdomen, the spirit of Lanxiang was lifted, the hunger and thirst disappeared, and the hands and feet gradually strengthened. She looked closely, only to see that under the sunset, the twin peaks were standing side by side, and the clouds were swirling, reflecting the snow like fire.

Wei Qiqi descended in front of the stone chamber of Tiandu Peak, his feet stepped on the ground, Lan Xiang was almost unsteady on his feet, hurriedly held his arm, closed his eyes, opened his eyes, and closed his eyes again, only to feel that the world was spinning, and he was at a loss. A dry trial disciple looked at each other, I don't know who it was, a moment later, a kind man came out of the crowd, claiming to be Rong Huan, who was Zhang Jinghe's disciple, respectfully saw the seniors, and asked about the intention.

Wei Qiqi asked, "Senior Brother Lu and Senior Sister Zhang are there?"

The sloppy Qi Yunhe has passed away for many years, leaving the long-haired Lu Shizhong and the yellow-shirted Zhang Jinghe, who are still under Tiandu Peak year after year to guide and test disciples and practice the introductory Dao method.

After a while, a yellow-shirted Taoist aunt hurriedly arrived, saluted Wei Qiji, and said, "I heard a few days ago that the junior brother has left Xianyun Peak and returned in a hurry, but there is something else important?"

"Senior Sister Zhang, it's been a long time, how is Senior Brother Lu?"

Zhang Jinghe paused and sighed slightly, "Senior Brother Lu has completed twenty years of hard labor and has gone down the mountain a few years ago. ”

The disciples of Xiandu served 20 years of labor at the outer gate, but they could go down the mountain to be a rich man, marry a wife and have children, and spread the branches and leaves, and Xiandu kept him safe for 20 years, if he served 50 years of labor, there was another chance - it seems that Lu Shizhong was unwilling to endure for another 30 years and chose to go down the mountain.

"There is also a Senior Brother Hou Jiangcheng, but here?"

Hearing the words "Hou Jiangcheng", Lan Xiang suddenly realized, Hou Jiangdong, Hou Jiangbo, this Hou Jiangcheng, could it be the third son of Hou Ying in Luocheng?

Zhang Jinghe's face changed slightly, he groaned slightly, waved his hand to disperse the trial disciples, pulled Wei Qiqi aside, and asked in a low voice, "What is the matter with Senior Brother looking for Hou Jiangcheng?"

"What's wrong with him?" Wei Qiqi snorted in his heart.

Zhang Jinghe lowered his voice and said: "About a month ago, someone sneaked into the Sanqing Hall at night, and on the second day, the head of the sect summoned the inner and outer door trial disciples to gather in Changyingguan, and found that there was no one missing Hou Jiangcheng, no one was alive, no one was dead, and he was missing. ”

"What's missing from the Sanqing Palace?"

"I don't know. However, everyone is rumoring that Hou Jiangcheng is a secret stake buried in the immortal capital by another faction. Zhang Jinghe looked at Wei Seventeen and kept silent, Senior Brother Wei was in Liushi Peak, and there were some things that should be clearer than her.