"I know that the girl won't leave me. ”

Before Song Qian continued to grind, Luo Yaozhan had already summoned the pouring ink, jumped up with one hand, and threw Song Qian aside with the other.

"It's all human, don't you want to be treated differently like this!" Song Qian protested.

Luo Yaozhan ignored his complaints, the blue-shirted Huo Huo flew, the white clouds pierced the edges in front of the three of them, and the sound of the wind was whirring in their ears.

"Oh, it's too high!"

In Song Qian's screaming all the way, Luo Yaozhan and his party finally stopped in an alley with few people. After finding an inn, cleaning up their clothes, and having lunch, the three of them went to the admissions office of Qingyin Palace.

"Why are there so many people. Luo Yaozhan looked at the crowd of people in front of her and said helplessly.

"That's it, isn't it just a Qingyin Palace, I don't think you're as good as the girl. Song Qian was already unhappy, and immediately responded to the road.

"Heroes see the same thing. Luo Yaozhan copied her hand.

"My sister is the best. Luo Xu smiled brightly.

The three of you said a word, and you didn't take Qingyin Palace in your eyes at all.

"Where did the little doll come from, so much despise my Qingyin Palace. An old man with a fairy wind and bones roared angrily, and all the people around him looked here.

"We're right. Song Qian muttered, "What is fierce?" ”

"The boy is so ashamed, why should he come here. ”

"Old man, do you think my son is willing to come to this place!" Song Qian was enraged and did not choose to speak.

"You!"

The old man was about to make a move, but Luo Yaozhan stepped forward and blocked in front of Song Qian.

"My predecessors came at me when something happened, so why bully a child. ”

"You dolls really don't know how thick the sky is, and you don't know that there are many juniors in this world who have never seen them. ”

As soon as the words fell, the old man had already waved a palm wind towards Luo Yaozhan and them. Everyone around them sighed, thinking that they would be seriously injured.

Luo Yaozhan sneered, didn't dodge, didn't move, and the light smile on her face made people unconsciously stupid.

I saw that the strong wind stopped in front of Luo Yaozhan, and with a wave of her right hand at will, the strong wind turned into a silver-white light and rushed back towards the old man, his face was full of disbelief, he didn't have time to dodge, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Agreed, senior. ”

"Little girl, you are very good. The old man laughed instead of being angry.

Suddenly, Mo Siqing, dressed in white, fell from the sky and landed in the center of the crowd, like a god in the moonlight, making people feel a trace of blasphemy.

"Palace Master. The old man bowed.

"Uncle Qingxuan, go back and rest. Mo Siqing said lightly.

"Yes. Qing Xuan bowed his hand and retreated.

Luo Yaozhan looked at Mo Siqing coldly, and the chill spread inch by inch.

"Girl, you would like to be my apprentice. Mo Siqing opened his mouth softly, and his words startled.

"What qualifications do you Mo Siqing have to be my master? Luo Yaozhan chuckled disdainfully.

"You can try. ”

"Just what I wanted. ”

The crowd dispersed spontaneously, lest it be affected.

Luo Yaozhan sat on the ground, poured ink into the piano, turned the sound wave into a sword, and attacked Mo Siqing heavily.

Mo Siqing condensed into an enchantment and blocked the sound blade. Luo Yaozhan's eyes were cold, and she said secretly:

"You think that's the end of it?"

The sound of the piano of Luo Yaozhan turned, lingering and mournful, poignant, it was the famous song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" through the ages. In the depths of love, a phoenix phantom appeared in the sky, males and females flew from each other, crying each other, and rushed to Mo Siqing under the guidance of the sound of the piano of Luo Yaozhan.

Mo Siqing hurriedly summoned the moon dead, his hands were sealed, the white light was great, the wind and clouds in the sky changed, a dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the green dragon phantom appeared in mid-air, intertwined with the phoenix phantom.

Luo Yaozhan turned the piano into a sword, stepped on the wind, and stood on the phoenix phantom. Holding the ink, the clothes are flying, standing in the wind, like fighting in the sky.

Mo Siqing rode the wind, the sword light was flourishing, and the green dragon phantom roared, which was even stronger than before. And the Ink Pouring Sword flew directly into the Phoenix Phantom and attacked the green dragon.

Hearing a violent collision, the phoenix green dragon turned into a streamer and flew away, and both of them took a few steps back, waving their hands to condense into an enchantment, protecting the onlookers.

Mo Siqing secretly adjusted her internal breath and said in a deep voice:

"Luo Yaozhan, from now on, I will be the Immortal Monarch of Qingyin Palace. ”