Suddenly, a red light lit up behind her, and the banshee, who was sitting half behind the demon beast, screamed. Ye Qianqiu turned around, only to feel a wave of heat, and then, a ray of light rushed into Wei Lingkong's body.

Only then did Ye Qianqiu remember that they seemed to have thrown the Xuanxuan Snake Ding into the fire for a long time.

"There is no danger. Ye Qianqiu opened his mouth to reassure.

However, the banshee simply didn't understand her words. The flustered banshee was still looking for the red shadow on the banshee. Obviously, the earth fire of the lava mountain has given the banshee a psychological shadow.

The banshee screamed, but Ye Qianqiu couldn't understand it. What Ye Qianqiu said, the banshee didn't understand.

It was Wei Lingkong's hand that made the banshee stop screaming. Wei Lingkong stretched out his hand in front of the banshee, and in the palm of his hand was a thin small snake.

It took a long time for the banshee to settle down. Then, she looked at the little snake in Wei Ling's empty hand and quieted down.

She knew the little snake, and it was this little snake who saved her companions.

"This is our companion, Little Red. Save you, remember?" Ye Qianqiu explained.

The banshee was dazed.

In the end, Ye Qianqiu grabbed his hair and got out Xuan Lie, who was sleeping soundly in Wei Lingkong's arms.

Xuan Lie, who was forcibly woken up, rubbed his eyes and looked at Ye Qianqiu blankly.

The words that he was about to say to the banshee were said to Xuan Lie again, and Ye Qianqiu got a very useful translation. Under Hyun Yeol's translation, the banshee was finally relieved. The rest of the way was much more harmonious.

Xuan Lie, who woke up, turned into a teenager again. Now sitting on the back of the demon beast, there are a total of four people, and there is only one table of mahjong left.

Of course, except for Ye Qianqiu, no one here has heard of mahjong.

"In front of the valley, go to the right. The moment he saw the fork in the road, Ye Qianqiu opened his mouth in seconds.

"Go to the right?" Xuan Lie was the first to wonder: "Aren't we going to the Emperor's Palace?"

Thinking that Ye Qianqiu didn't know the way, Xuan Lie also drew a simple map on the back of the demon beast: "On the right is a ruin, there is nothing to see." ”

"I know. Ye Qianqiu nodded: "It's better to change the route, I'm going to take a look on the right." ”

Xuan Lie looked at Wei Lingkong, and finally obediently translated for Ye Qianqiu. Here, the most powerful is Wei Lingkong, but the person who is really in charge is Ye Qianqiu.

The demon beast that sat down turned right at the fork in the valley and walked into a place where no demon beast had been for more than three hundred years.

"That road is dangerous. After listening to the banshee's words, Xuan Lie muttered: "After the madman tossed more than three hundred years ago, this road was full of dangers, and there were violent auras everywhere. ”

As soon as the words fell, Xuan Lie was pressed down, and Ye Qianqiu's ice-like voice slowly sounded above his head: "What kind of madman is called? That's my master." ”

"Forget the real person?" Wei Lingkong wondered.

Ye Qianqiu nodded.

It is indeed a real person who forgets worries, and after the innate erysipelas, he pushed three snow-capped mountains, and also got the Purple Flame Ice Lotus. The three snow-capped mountains were originally here, and as for the Purple Flame Ice Lotus, Ye Qianqiu shook his storage bag.

If she guessed correctly, it must have something to do with her seven idiot subordinates.

Seven fools, it's a pity that there is no way to wake them up.

Passing through the valley, there is a plain in front of you. This plain is far less peaceful than the one where the Fierce King is. The ground was full of potholes, and various aura vortices were constantly appearing in the air.

Xuan Lie is not wrong at all, the aura here is running wild, and it has been running away for a long time.

The banshee had already turned into a human form, and he didn't want to go in, and the banshee stopped at the periphery. Xuan Lie glanced at Ye Qianqiu, crying and not wanting to move forward.

"You stay here. How could Ye Qianqiu not understand the meaning of these, this time she didn't want to force others to join her.

After all, there was no reason for anyone here to risk her but her.

Ye Qianqiu stopped as soon as he walked into the rampaging aura: "Wei Lingkong, I don't need you to follow this time." Ye Qianqiu rarely shouted Wei Lingkong's name so seriously.

"I'll follow you wherever you go. Wei Lingkong walked in front of Ye Qianqiu and raised his sword to block the aura whirlwind that attacked Ye Qianqiu: "This place, it's too dangerous for you to come alone." ”

The whirlwind was scattered by Wei Lingkong, and Ye Qianqiu smiled: "I owe you this time." ”

Wei Lingkong took the initiative to walk in the front, and his deep voice drifted to Ye Qianqiu's ears along the wind: "It's not a debt, helping Qianqiu is what I should do." ”

With Wei Volley in front of him, there was a lot less danger in the aura storm. Ye Qianqiu followed the path he had speculated and found a high platform.

If you don't look closely, no one can tell that this is a high platform. On the high platform scattered all over the place, you can faintly see the broken flower pot on the top of the highest platform.

Obviously, the Purple Flame Ice Lotus that Forget Worries Zhenren got here three hundred years ago was really artificially planted.

"Chiaki, what are you looking for?"

Ye Qianqiu is a person who can't afford to be unprofitable, Wei Lingkong originally thought that Ye Qianqiu wanted to come to this place in every possible way because there were treasures here. As a result, Ye Qianqiu was in this ruin, and he stayed for so long.

Ye Qianqiu didn't know what he was looking for. This place is already in ruins, and the most important thing is the Purple Flame Ice Lotus that was taken three hundred years ago.

Ye Qianqiu, who had found nothing, was unwilling to leave, she squatted down and rummaged through the ruins. Even if there is nothing important, even if it is just the chains in the formation, please show her something related to Lingxiao Palace.

Maybe the heavens heard Ye Qianqiu's prayer, and she really found something related to Lingxiao Palace. It was a broken hairpin.

It was a hairpin made of pottery.

After everything had been turned to ashes over a long period of time, the only thing left was a hairpin that had no value.

is obviously a very high-status person in Lingxiao Palace, and his favorite ornament is actually just a hairpin without a trace of aura.

Ye Qianqiu picked up the hairpin and fell into memory. Among the disciples of Lingxiao Palace, Qingyu is the least aggressive, and is usually responsible for the purchase of various things in Lingxiao Palace.

Qingyu's cultivation is not high, so he is not in the palace all year round. Ye Qianqiu never thought that he would see something related to Qingyu here. Qingyu shouldn't have done such a thing!

Putting away the broken hairpin, Ye Qianqiu slowly bent down against the broken high platform.

After the scene where the clouds disappeared, Ye Qianqiu could imagine the ending of the seven people in Ling Bing's mouth. Shizun didn't see Qingyu three hundred years ago, so Qingyu must be in front of Xiaoyun.

"Stunned, let's go back. Ye Qianqiu, who straightened up, spoke.

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