Li Anan felt curious, carefully concealed his breath, ran the wooden escape technique, and quietly followed.

The handyman was gray-haired and wrinkled, but his face was kind, and at a glance, he would have thought that he was a kind old man.

But there is a trace of death on his face, if he can't advance again, his life will soon come to an end.

He walked to the middle of nowhere, and set up a very clever concealment array, and the faint coercion showed that this was a high-ranking monk.

Why did the high-level monk hide his cultivation and come to Xiao Zifeng to be a miscellaneous disciple, Li An'an felt that there was a big conspiracy here, and he was more careful to hide himself.

After a while, a figure approached from a distance.

Seeing the person coming, Li An'an couldn't help but look dark, it was actually her: Mu Zixin.

Mu Zixin walked into the concealment array, sneered, and said coolly: "Is there something wrong?"

Fortunately, there are weeds growing crookedly in the cracks of the stones in the pile of rocks, and Li Anan can see the picture and hear the sound through the weeds.

"Can't I come to see my daughter if it's okay?" The handyman looked at Mu Zixin with a loving face.

Li Anan was taken aback, this was actually the father of the senior sister, and the senior sister was different from what she saw that day.

Mu Zixin sneered: "I don't have a father like you, even a person who can send his wife and daughter out, didn't your wife and daughter let you send them out." ”

The miscellaneous servant looked at Mu Zixin with some anger, and said angrily: "Even if I send you out, I am also your father, and you still have my blood on you." ”

Mu Zixin looked at him coldly, there was an indescribable ruthlessness in his eyes, and he said impatiently: "What the hell are you looking for me, I don't have time for you to spend here." ”

The miscellaneous servant glanced at her indignantly, this unfilial girl, she still refused to give a good face when she was angry.

It's hateful, and I don't know what His Holiness likes about her, and such an important task is actually entrusted to her.

"Zi Qiuru has already accepted a personal disciple, His Holiness is very disappointed in you, and wants you to hurry up and get things done. ”

"And then, doesn't His Holiness have anything else to say?" Mu Zixin asked with a gloomy stare at him.

The handyman reluctantly took out a jade bottle containing the elixir, handed it to Mu Zixin, and whispered, "Venerable asked me to give you this thing, so that you can find a chance for Zi Qiuru to eat." ”

This is to plot against his master, Li Anan was taken aback, couldn't suppress his mind, revealed a trace of breath, and secretly said that it was not good, and immediately tore open Zhang Qianli's teleportation charm.

"Who?" The person inside felt the breath, and came to the place where Li An'an was in a breath, and just saw Li An'an being teleported away, and clapped his palm without giving up.

Li Anan watched in horror as his palm was about to fall on him, but his body was suppressed by the coercion of the Yuan Infant Stage, unable to move, and instantly felt the breath of death.

The palm of his hand was about to fall on Li An'an, and Li An'an's figure was teleported away.

It's really dangerous, Li Anan can't help but be afraid, but fortunately, he is clever and tears the thousand-mile teleportation charm as soon as possible, otherwise he will become a dead soul under his palm.

Little Purple Peak.

An angry roar: "Who dares to be presumptuous in my little purple peak." ”

The miscellaneous servants saw that they could not be hit by a blow, and they knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, which was really hateful, and many years of hard work were ruined.

turned around and swept away the sect with Mu Zixin, secretly thinking that if they couldn't escape, they could threaten them with Mu Zixin.

Zi Qiuru felt the breath of the Yuan Infant Stage, her heart moved, and she appeared in the place where Li An'an teleported away, feeling that it was given to Li An'an, the breath of the teleportation charm for thousands of miles, and she couldn't help but be angry.

Damn, the apprentice was almost plotted under his nose.

I saw a monk wearing the uniform of the sect's miscellaneous servants, carrying Mu Zixin to the outside of the sect, and also chased after him.

"Who is hiding the cultivator in my Little Purple Peak, plotting against my disciple. ”

The angry voice spread throughout the Lingyun Sect, and when the monks of Sword Peak heard it, their faces were happy, this was a fight!

Three figures swept out of the sword peak like lightning, and Xiao Yuquan heard that it was Zi Qiuru's voice, and also chased after him.

Several rays of light and shadow swept towards the outside of the sect one after another, and soon, the first light and shadow were chased up.

A sword qi attacked, and the miscellaneous servants were forced to be helpless, and they played a backhand palm technique to resist the sword qi, and their bodies stopped because of this, and they were surrounded by five Yuan Infant Stage monks.

"Who are you? Put Zixin down for me. Zi Qiuru asked coldly, looking at the handyman like looking at a dead man.

Dare to do something to my apprentice in my little Zifeng, I really don't know whether to live or die.

"Then you have to look at Mu Zixin, how heavy is his status in your mind. The handyman pinched Mu Zixin's neck and said viciously: "Let me go, or I will kill Mu Zixin." ”

The handyman secretly thought that if she didn't let herself out, then she would have to pull her even if she died, anyway, her life was given by herself, and she shouldn't be alive if I died.

Mu Zixin shouted in pain: "Master, save me." ”

When Zi Qiuru heard this, although she was furious in her heart, she didn't dare to move, glanced at Xiao Yuquan, and saw Xiao Yuquan bowing slightly.

As soon as the handyman exerted his hand, Mu Zixin's face turned pale, and he had difficulty breathing, as if he was about to die.

"Wait. Ziqiu raised her hand slightly, and she couldn't bear to shout in her heart.

The handyman relaxed his hand, and Mu Zixin breathed heavily.

Zi Qiuru tried her best to suppress her anger, took a step back, closed her eyes behind her back and turned her head, "I'll let you go." ”

The miscellaneous servant relaxed slightly, his hand ached, and he couldn't help but let go of his hand, and suddenly stretched out a palm next to him, and pulled Mu Zixin, this is Xiao Yuquan's shot.

The three sword moves here attacked one after another, and the miscellaneous servants saw that they couldn't catch Mu Zixin, so they dodged the sword moves with a flash.

Mu Zixin was taken by Zi Qiuru and resisted behind him.

The three sword cultivators surrounded the miscellaneous servants and attacked, the miscellaneous servants couldn't parry, and they retreated in defeat after defeat, knowing that they had run away without their lives, so they decisively activated the aura and wanted to blow themselves up.

Li An'an misunderstood me, if it weren't for Li An'an who suddenly ran out, I would still be hiding well on Xiaozifeng.

Zi Qiuru will also die at my hands, and I can also complete the task and advance to the late Yuan Infant stage.

With the final calculation, he glanced at Mu Zixin.

I wanted to blow myself up, but I was asked if I had not. Xiao Yuquan flew forward, his fingers quickly pointed out again and again, and the aura of the miscellaneous servants dispersed one after another as if they had met a nemesis, and soon the miscellaneous servants fell to the ground softly, unable to move.

Mu Zixin took Zi Qiuru's hand and said, "Master, I'm so scared, I almost died just now." ”

Xiao Yuquan stepped forward to lift the person up, and said coldly: "I'll send the person to the torture hall." The words drifted away.

The rest of the people also left one after another, and after the fight, they just didn't enjoy the fight enough, and the person was too weak.

Zi Qiuru hugged the person and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, there is a master." ”

Mu Zixin's eyes flashed gloomily when he lowered his head, and secretly said don't blame me.

Holding Zi Qiuru, a needle flashed between her fingers, and the blue light flashed at the top, and it was obvious that there was a huge poison on it.

Just as she was about to stab down, she was grabbed by a slender jade hand, Mu Zixin looked up in surprise, and Zi Qiuru was looking at her sadly.

With a hoarse voice, he asked with difficulty, "Why?"

Zi Qiuru's eyes were full of sadness and disappointment: "Why? Am I not good enough for you?"