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"Why are you following me?

Su Ji lowered his head and never said a word, and a faint purple qi floated out of his body.

The man in white drew his sword and pressed towards Su Ji step by step.

"Don't say it, then I'll have to let my sword ask you!"

As he spoke, the bright sword blade suddenly stabbed out!

At the moment when the tip of the sword touched his body, Su Ji's whole person disappeared without a trace!

Before the man in white could be shocked, he suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, as if his head was getting heavier and heavier all of a sudden.

When he looked up with all his strength, he saw that the scenery of the surrounding alleys crackled and shattered, and the ground beneath his feet shattered and fell off like broken porcelain, and darkness was replaced by darkness.

There was a faint aura between the frowning eyebrows of the man in white, which was characteristic of cultivating to the Xuanqing Second Realm. Although his current hearing and hearing have broken through to the extreme, he can see illusions that mortals can't see, but he still can't see through the Blue Spirit Nightmare Technique.

"Where is this?" the man in white muttered, his hand gripping the sword growing strained.

He tried to try his luck, but he couldn't muster half of his strength. Although he had never encountered a similar situation, he knew that it would not be easy to get out of the predicament.

"What did you do to me!"

A few echoes were heard in the darkness. The silence in his ears was terrifying, and he could only hear his own breathing. Scanning the darkness in front of him in horror, the man in white didn't know that he was in the Nightmare Realm.

Suji's ethereal voice came from the darkness: "What's your name, and where are you from?"

There seemed to be a magic in the voice that would make anyone who heard the word have to answer his question immediately.

The man in white replied: "My Dao number is Jingyang, and I come from the Feiyun Cave of Jialong Mountain. ”

"Jingyang?" Su Ji's voice hesitated slightly, and then asked, "Do you know a person named Jingming?"

"Jingming is my senior brother...... "There was a glimmer of light in the eyes of the man in white, and then it dimmed, "...... It used to be. ”

"Not now?"

The man in white lowered his head and said gloomily: "Back then, I entered at the same time as Senior Brother Jingming, just when I was in my prime, we worked hard to cultivate together, and now I am the only one left. Senior Brother Jingming has an uninhibited temperament, and does not want to be bound by many rules and precepts of the teachings, and later broke away from the master and wandered away, accidentally went astray and colluded with the sect, but was imprisoned in the Linglong Pagoda Prison, and now he is only afraid of the evil and the auspicious ......."

There was an indescribable grief in Jingyang's tone, more like a younger brother's mourning for his brother than a younger brother's remembrance of his brother.

Su Ji noticed that when Jingyang mentioned "interception" just now, he subconsciously used the word "misguided", and couldn't help asking:

"What do you explanators think of the interception?"

Jingyang snorted disdainfully and said, "The heretics of the rivers and lakes that do not enter the stream, the rabble of fish and dragons. No matter if you are covered with hair and horns, wet and eggy, even beasts want to cultivate into immortals, it is simply an insult to the way of heaven!"

Looking at the expounding monk in front of him, Su Ji couldn't help but feel a little ironic.

Su Ji asked the next question: "Why did you stare at that wanted notice just now?"

"I was ordered by my master to hunt down Ye Linglong. Master's immortal rope was stolen in Wangxian Tower, it must have been a good thing done by this thief!"

"What was the origin of that night, and why has it been so rampant lately?"

"Ye Linglong is a three-legged flower thief who was one of the high priests of the Sect in the past. ”

Three-legged flower thief?

Su Ji was slightly stunned. He remembered that the three-legged flower thief did not have a magic weapon on his body before he died, which shows that he had passed on the stolen goods he had stolen during his lifetime and his ability to steal to this apprentice named Ye Linglong long before he was imprisoned in the Linglong Tower prison.

After a while, Su Ji finally asked the last crucial question: "Where is the White Wolf King now?"

As soon as the words fell, Jingyang's body shook suddenly, and his front teeth bit his lip vigorously, as if he was resisting answering this question.

Obviously, this issue is a secret that Jingyang must never say.

"Tell me the whereabouts of the White Wolf King!" Su Ji urged sharply.

Jingyang's fists were clenched, the green tendons on the back of his hands bulged, and the Xuanqing Qi on his body suddenly overflowed!

"Ahhhh......h

I don't know how long it took, Jingyang's ears caught a hazy call, and his tone was very urgent.

"Senior brother, junior brother!"

The voice was familiar, but Jingyang didn't have time to think about who was speaking. Now his mind is overturned, and his whole body is so sore that he is about to fall apart.

"Senior brother, wake up!" the call sounded again, becoming clearer and clearer. His voice was a little shaky, and he was already a little crying, obviously very worried.

Light pierced through a gap.

Jingyang slowly supported his eyes, and saw an unkempt middle-aged man, shaking his body with both hands, his eyes full of tears. Unkempt and sloppy hair, with a kind expression on his face.

"Senior Brother Jingming?" Jingyang was stunned for a moment.

He had thought that his years of cultivation had completely wiped out his worldly feelings, but at this moment he found that he still couldn't forget the deep friendship between his senior brothers.

"Senior brother...... It's great that you're still alive!" Jingyang's heart swelled with a long-lost excitement.

Looking around, he found himself collapsed in an alley, completely unable to remember what had just happened. His current consciousness was confused, and he couldn't imagine that the pure light in front of him was actually transformed by Su Ji's nightmare technique.

Su Ji said in an eager tone, "Ever since I escaped from the Linglong Tower Prison, I have wanted to see you. Now that my wish has been granted, it's time for me to go. ”

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to Jiugong Mountain to find the White Wolf King and tell him about a very important matter. Time is of the essence, I have to go now......"

After that, Su Ji got up and was about to leave.

"Wait...... Senior brother!"

"What's the matter, junior brother?"

"How do you know that the White Wolf King is in Jiugong Mountain?"

"This is what a sectarian believer told me, and there must be no mistake. ”

Jingyang suddenly frowned, hesitated for a moment, and said with a long sigh: "The people in the sect have bad intentions, you have been deceived by them! The White Wolf King is not in Jiugong Mountain at all. He failed to assassinate Zhou Tianzi, had just escaped from Hojing with his wounds, and was being pursued by the Sect, and should have fled to Kowloon Island by now. ”

“...... Thank you, junior brother. Su Ji showed a faint smile, "Senior brother is alive and well, please don't feel sorry for me anymore." ”

As he spoke, Jingyang's eyes swelled with sleepiness, his eyelids wanted to close uncontrollably, and he fell to the ground alone and fainted.

After a cup of tea, a yellow-haired old Taoist came to the alley, who was a Huangmei Taoist.

"Jingyang?" Looking at Jingyang, who fainted to the ground, Huangmei Daoist hurriedly leaned down and tested it with his hand, "It seems that he just fainted...... Master Jifu, are you sure it's here?"

Xi Bojifu slowly walked into the alley and said in a very affirmative tone: "The old man feels that the mysterious qi is coming from here. There are no more than three people in the world who contain Xuan Ming Qi, except for the old man, who must be the person the princess is looking for. ”

"The Son of Heaven is really, such a trivial matter as the princess's illness has to bother the princess to go out in person. ”

Huangmei Daoist let out a long sigh and deliberately complained about Zhou Tianzi in front of Xi Bojifu to show his position of worrying about the country and the people.

Xi Bojifu smiled faintly and said: "As early as thirty-six years ago, when the old man led the expropriation of the Southern Huaiyi tribe in Cheng Zhou, the Son of Heaven asked me to expropriate the beauties of the Yi tribe. The old man is used to this kind of thing. ”

In his voice, he seemed to remember something, and fell into a moment of memory. Looking at the pure sun on the ground, he said to the Huangmei Daoist, "Dao Chief, please take a look at what may be missing from this person?"

The Huangmei Daoist searched Jingyang's body and found a white cloth money bag, which was empty.

"The Lord of the Spiral Spirit Pavilion shouldn't be Ye Linglong, right?" the Yellow Eyebrow Daoist muttered.

Xi Bojifu pondered for a moment and asked, "Dao Chief, do you know which is the best restaurant in the pickaxe capital?"

"Of course I do. Every time Poor Dao comes to Hojing, he will definitely go to Wangxian Tower except for Wangxian Tower......" Halfway through the words, Huangmei Dao suddenly realized, "Poor Dao understands! Drunkards will definitely drink if they have money!"

Xi Bojifu nodded, "Without further ado, we'll go to him now." ”