Seeing that the black shadow had disappeared into the fog, Yuan Qi hesitated, but still took a step forward and chased after him with a few bamboo branches.

I have to say that this person is very careful, walking and stopping, for fear of being discovered by others, if it weren't for Yuan Qi's white clothes and white mist, he might have been noticed a long time ago.

However, the more this person was like this, the more suspicious it became, and Yuan Qi was also very careful, following from a distance, and after a while he crossed the bamboo forest and came to the edge of a lake.

The black shadow stopped, Yuan Qi hid in the bamboo forest and watched closely, this is a handsome man, not very old, dressed in black, holding a gray paper fan, looking like a handsome son, at first glance he feels a little kind. But his sneaky behavior made Yuan Qi frown, and he always felt that there were many disturbing things hidden under this kind face.

Suddenly, a white figure fell, this is a woman, holding a cyan sword, which seems to be true to the man in black, but still retains vigilance.

"Senior Sister Wan Ting!" Yuan Qi was surprised, his figure flashed, and he wanted to get closer and listen to what they had to say.

Today's Wan Ting is still the costume of an ordinary female disciple of Qingchengmen, a layer of white gauze is draped over her shoulders, her graceful figure, with her sweet face, people can't help but marvel, this is the most beautiful masterpiece of God. Yuan Qi sighed and regretted that he couldn't hear the conversation between these two people.

After a short period of calm, the two seemed to have an argument, the man waved the paper fan, wanting to get close to Wan Ting, and his right hand was almost on her shoulder, but fortunately, Wan Ting's figure flashed, and quickly distanced himself from it, and then the man's face changed, as if he had left something cruel, and the paper fan in his hand was gathered and slapped towards Wan Ting.

Wan Ting was not afraid, a green glow appeared around her body, the sword pointed at the man, and fought with the man with her sword.

I have to admit that the man is very powerful, and he is still at ease in the face of Wan Ting's series of killing moves, and even a cold smile appeared on his face.

Suddenly, the paper fan in the man's hand disappeared, and was replaced by an ancient flag, exuding a thick blood aura, which made people feel frightened.

"Bloodthirsty Banner!" Yuan Qi recognized the ancient flag, when he was in Bodhi Village, he was familiar with the weapon spectrum, and he knew a little about the world's divine soldiers, this bloodthirsty banner, as the name suggests, is refined by sucking the blood of living people, and the more he absorbs, the more powerful it becomes. In addition, it is also recorded in the weapon spectrum that if this flag is combined with the five poison flags, the power will be doubled, and it is a rare magic weapon in the Demon Sect.

Yuan Qi is very Wan Ting, sure enough, after the man sacrificed the bloodthirsty flag, his strength soared, although Wan Ting could still parry, but the blood and qi that emerged around her, she couldn't calm down, and the sword moves began to be messy, according to this, it was a matter of time before she was defeated.

Yuan Qi was in a hurry, and subconsciously looked back at the Sword Holding Pavilion, and said in his heart, it would be good if the master was here. But this place is not far from the Sword Pavilion, and it can't be considered close, seeing that this senior sister was hit by that man's palm, spitting blood from her mouth. In his anxiety, Yuan Qi had a plan.

"Thorn thorn ~~ thorn thorn ~~~" When the man was satisfied, a strange sound came from the bamboo forest. When I opened my eyes, a figure flashed in the white mist.

"What person!" the man snorted coldly, raising a bloodthirsty banner at the figure, and the bursts of blood qi disappeared into the bamboo forest in an instant.

"Buzz~~Buzz~~~!" Without the imaginary scream, I saw countless tiny insects flying out of the bamboo forest quickly.

"Poisonous bees!" The man was stunned and hurriedly retreated, but there were many poisonous bees, and for a while he was forced to hurry.

It was at this moment that the white shadow appeared again, rolled up Wan Ting and fled towards the bamboo forest.

"I want to go!" The man was murderous, and a green ancient banner appeared in his right hand, which was used as a weapon and stabbed at Yuan Qi.

"There really are five poisonous flags!" Yuan Qi muttered, gritted his teeth and took a blow, endured dizziness and severe pain, and quickly fled towards the Sword Holding Pavilion. Wan Ting on her back, her face was flushed, and she was a little daze when she suddenly appeared on a man's back.

On the other hand, the man was not so calm, his figure moved, and he pursued quickly, he didn't dare to show it, for fear of alarming the others, and finally stopped on the path leading to the Sword Pavilion.

"Wan Ting, you wait, and that kid, I won't let you go by poisoning!" The man gritted his teeth and branded a cruel word, but after all, he was not familiar with the terrain here, so he didn't dare to follow, let alone stay for a long time, in case he alarmed those Qingcheng elders, it would be bad. Thinking of this, he sacrificed his twin sails and flew away.

Yuan Qi stumbled all the way, and finally couldn't hold on, and returned to the Sword Holding Pavilion with Wan Ting in his arms, and fainted at the door.

I don't know how long later, Yuan Qi opened his eyes and found that he was lying in the bedroom, the wound on his back had been bandaged, except for a little dizziness, the injury was not serious!

The door opened, and a woman walked in, holding a bowl of medicinal soup in her hand, and Yuan Qi was relieved, because this woman was none other than Mo Li, who had not seen her for a long time.

"Brother Yuan, you're awake!" Mo Li said with a concerned face, "Come and drink the medicine, it will help your injury!"

"I'm fine, why are you here!" asked Yuan Qixun.

"Then there is no need to say, as soon as I heard that you were injured, Mo Mo hurriedly ran to the Sword Pavilion to see you, and he guarded it all day and night, and he wanted to boil medicine for you!" Before Mo Li could respond, Guoguo spoke first and complained, "How are you going to thank our family Mo Mo this time!"

"What's the matter, your injury was healed by your master!" Mo Li's face turned red, but his hand to feed the medicine never stopped.

Yuan Qi stared at Mo Li and looked at it, and said in a low voice, "Thank you!" He picked up the medicinal soup and drank it all in one gulp.

"Brother Yuan, the medicinal soup is very hot! you be careful!" Mo Li said anxiously.

"It's okay!" Yuan Qi stood up and asked, "By the way, what about my master?"

"The sword-wielding elder just healed your injuries and lost your vitality, now you should rest in the room!" Mo Li said.

"Well, then I'm going to see Master!" Yuan Qi was moved in his heart, and he got up and was about to walk outside the house.

Mo Li, hurriedly followed, and the fruit next to him snorted coldly!

"Master, can I come in!" Seeing that the door of Master's room was closed, Yuan Qi knocked lightly.

"Uh, are you healed!" Tuke's voice was a little tired, but he didn't open the door.

"Thank you, Master, I feel much better!" Yuan Qi responded gratefully.

"Today's retreat for the teacher, you are coming at night!" Tuke spoke, paused, and said, "By the way, when you are well, hurry up and cut bamboo, today you are late again, you will be punished for cutting 20 more!"

"Brother Yuan's health is just right, why are you still punishing him!" Mo Li said angrily after him.

"Yes, the disciple is going now, Master, the disciple is coming to see you at night!" Yuan Qi hurriedly replied.

Yuan Qi pulled Mo Li back to the room and advised: "My master has a strange temperament, you must not contradict him!"

"I didn't!" Mo Li pouted, grabbed an axe in his hand, and shook it lightly, "I'll go with you to chop bamboo." ”

Yuan Qi smiled slightly, nodded, and walked towards the bamboo forest with Mo Ti.

"The Sword Holding Pavilion is so weird, everyone in our Law Enforcement Hall is now immersed in penance, practicing swordsmanship, and comprehending the realm! Why is the Sword Elder not teaching you anything, just let you cut bamboo here. Mo Li's head was sweating, after all, it was a woman, and she cut a few bamboos and gasped.

"You've all started teaching swordsmanship there!" Yuan Qi asked in surprise.

"Yes, I'm the most qualified of the new disciples, the Tai Chi Pure Heart Mantra, I'm almost about to practice to the third level, and I'll be able to fly with the sword soon!" Mo Ti raised his head, looking very happy.

"Really!" Yuan Qi said in surprise, since he entered the Qingcheng Gate, he had always envied those disciples who could fly with a sword and soar freely between heaven and earth.

"Brother Yuan!" Mo Li was a little hesitant and asked, "Can I come here often to see you when I have time in the future?"

"Of course you can, I'm the only disciple of the Sword Pavilion, my brother is very lonely every day, if the sister can come often, it will be lively!" Yuan Qi's mind was full of the idea of the sword flying, and he didn't pay attention to Dao Moli's strangeness.

"Thank you Senior Brother Yuan for that!" Mo nodded heartily.

In the Hall of Despair, the atmosphere was a little depressing, Wan Qing, the real person in charge, was sitting in the hall, with a dignified face, and Wan Qian, a disciple next to him, was also standing respectfully aside, and the person sitting opposite was none other than Yuan Qi's master Tuke.

"The Demon Sect is so bold that he dares to come to my Qingcheng Mountain to make trouble, and he also injured my Qingcheng disciple!" Wan Qing's face was cold, like an iceberg, and he said to Wan Qian, "Wan Qian, you go and find out about this matter." ”

"Wait!" Tuke stretched out his hand to stop, looked at Wan Qing leisurely, didn't take his demeanor to heart at all, and asked indifferently, "Do you still want to hide it from others!"

Wan Qing was still expressionless, his eyes met Tuke for a long time, and he said, "Wan Qian, you go out and guard." ”

"It's Master!" Wan Qian wiped the cold sweat from his head and walked out of the hall.

"It's rare to see you, for a disciple to run up to this Desperate Hall to find me!" Wan Qing's face softened slightly, "What do you want to say?"

"My disciple is not the key, the key is your Ting'er, what you hid back then, I don't need to say more, now that you are showing up, sooner or later it will cause a big disaster, and the harm will be the entire Qingcheng Gate!" Tuke said coldly.

"Don't mention the things of the past, you have seen Ting'er all these years, she is kind and innocent by nature, and she is not a big traitor! As the head of the righteous path, there is no reason to kill them all!" Wan Qing's face softened slightly.

"Don't forget, in that battle, I didn't see the corpses of the Demon Sect's several hall masters, after today's events, I'm sure some of them are still alive!" Tuke's eyes were bright, staring at Wan Qing, and said slowly, "As long as they live, this Wan Ting will be a scourge sooner or later!"

"You don't have to meddle in this matter, I'll investigate!" Wan Qing turned his back to Tuke.

Tuke snorted coldly, not caring about Wan Qing's posture at all, and walked straight out of the hall.

"Tuke!" Wan Qing suddenly asked sharply, "Do you want to use the Heavenly Machine Diagram again!"

"I'm for your good!" Tuke responded.

"I said I'll look into it myself, you don't have to bother. Wan Qing said coldly, in an almost commanding tone, "There is only half of the Heavenly Machine Diagram, and the forcible action will inevitably cause the other half to be induced, and you also know whose hands the other half is in now, there is no need to risk such a trivial matter." ”

Seeing that Tuke didn't speak, Wan Qing said slowly, "This matter is like this for the time being, if such a thing happens, I will not tolerate it, how about it!"

After a moment of silence, Tuke nodded, "Okay, then according to the master's words!"