Chapter 277: Zhilang City
"Within half a year, Sister Yu'er's life is not in danger. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info And junior brother, if you bring Ling Qingsan back within five months, you can ensure that the poison of the blood beads in Sister Yu'er's body will be lifted, and it will have no effect on her future knots. Shixiu groaned slightly, and said softly with red lips.
"That's good! It's just that this place is thousands of miles away from Lingwu Mountain, to say the least, and it will take more than twenty days on the road to go back and forth, and the time required to refine the spirit is even more unknown, and I don't know if the time will be too late. I don't know if you ever know if there is a teleportation array between Qi Shen and the two countries?" Xiang Qi nodded with great satisfaction, and then he groaned slightly, and said with a worried look on his face.
Shixiu, Fang Xiaoqing, the beautiful mole nun and others all shook their heads blankly.
"I know!" And at this moment, a female monk in the crowd dressed in the costume of the Immortal Rune Sect took a few steps forward, came to Xiang Qi and the others, bowed and bowed, and said softly.
"Do you know, where is it?" Shixiu raised her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes staring at the round-faced female monk of the Immortal Fu Sect, and asked excitedly.
"Feng Min has a transnational teleportation array that teleports to Shen Guozhi City, and coincidentally, Zhi Liang City is a small city in the west of the Liunian Sect. Xiang Qiyi and the others all focused their eyes on this woman, and they looked at this woman a little shyly. I saw that her face turned red, and she said writhingly.
"It's such a coincidence? Great! Let's go back to Fengmindu. Hearing the round-faced female cultivator's words, the red-shirted girl said with her eyebrows fluttering.
"Aren't we going back to Fufang Mountain?" the beautiful mole nun looked puzzled, glanced at Shixiu, and asked quite implicitly.
"Without the permission of the Alliance, if we return to Fengmin Capital without permission, we will be regarded as deserters. Let's go back to Fugayama, I'd rather die in battle than be treated as a deserter by the Alliance. The round-faced nun was a rectum, and a worried and frightened emotion rose on her face, and she saw her head shake like a rattle, and said.
"Sister Yu'er is seriously injured, and the war-torn Fufang Mountain is not conducive to her recuperation at all. I've decided to return to Fengmindu. I don't force everyone, those who are willing to return to Fengmindu with me, please stand on the right, and those who return to Fufang Mountain, stand on the left. I'll give you a cup of tea to think about it. Listening to the words of the perfect mole nun and the round-faced nun Shixiu's face suddenly became solemn, and her eyes flickered for a long time before she took a small bite and said quietly.
As soon as Shixiu's voice fell, everyone whispered in groups of threes and twos.
After a cup of tea, everyone made their choice one after another. What surprised Xiang Qi was that except for Xiang Qi, who didn't have to make a choice, only Fang Xiaoqing's daughter stood on Shixiu's right hand, and the rest of the people actually stood on Shixiu's left.
"That's fine! You should be extra careful when you return to Fufang Mountain, so let's leave here. After Shixiu saw everyone's choice, she looked at them for a long time without knowing joy and sorrow before she said this in a coquettish voice.
Next, everyone said goodbye with some reluctance.
When everyone disappeared into the distant sky, Shixiu reached out and took it out of the storage bag on her waist, and a boat-shaped magic weapon was taken into her hand.
"This is my flying magic weapon Yun Lan Boat, not only does it have strong concealment properties, but this boat only consumes spirit stones, and it doesn't need to inject mana. If Sister Qing'er and Senior Brother Xiang don't dislike it, they can also come up. On the way, I have to take care of Sister Yu'er, and I don't have time to replace the spirit stone, if you come up, you can help me change the spirit stone. At the same time as Qiu Hongyu, the carrier of Shixiu, flew onto the boat-shaped flying magic weapon, he said to Xiang Qi and Fang Xiaoqing with a smile.
Before Shixiu's words fell, Fang Xiaoqing flew on the Yunlan boat without hesitation.
"Xiang Mou is better to be respectful than to obey his fate!" Xiang Qi groaned slightly, and then fled together, and said with a smile while flying on the Yunlan boat.
Next, Shixiu flicked his fingers, and a magic trick was submerged into the Yunlan boat, and the boat dived, "whoosh", and flew forward.
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Zhiliang City, the city of two thousand miles west of Lingwu Mountain, the city is as its name suggests, the buildings in the city are all blue stone houses, they are different in height, and they are scattered. Some are about 100 zhang high, reaching into the sky, and are majestic, while some are as low as zhangxu, lying on the ground, inconspicuous. If you look at it from a distance, it looks like a mountain with rolling hills, which must be the origin of its name.
There are 222 large and small streets in Zhilang City, which are crisscrossed by them, and if you don't have a super memory, it is really easy for newcomers to get lost.
At this time, the sun has already set in the west mountain, and the full moon has not yet risen in the east sky, it is late, the shops on both sides of the road have long been closed, and there are no pedestrians on the road.
At this time, on a street that was not too wide in Zhijiao City, the figure of a weak woman gradually became clear from far to near.
I saw that she was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a good appearance, several fine sweats oozing from Qiong's nose, an apricot mouth was even more closed, and the pair of beautiful eyes were staring ahead without blinking. A relatively wide blue shirt can't hide her excellent figure, I saw that her waist was as slender as wicker, the double peaks on her chest were round and straight, and the pair of fat buttocks were even taller, outlining a soft and seductive curve. However, her wheezing became heavier and heavier, her body was more weak and weak, and the beads of sweat dripping from time to time on her forehead all showed that she had been in a hurry for a long time.
However, she did not stop to rest for a moment, but her face froze and she quickened the pace of progress.
At this moment, a hundred feet behind the blue-shirted girl, suddenly two white lights flashed, and the figures of two monks, a man and a woman, appeared. I saw that this male monk had thick eyebrows, small eyes, a wide mouth and a big nose, but he was born with a head that was nearly half smaller than a normal person, which was particularly uncoordinated.
And the female monk beside him, her face is as white as snow, her powder is heavy and her makeup is thick, and she is enchanting, if you just look at this face, she can be regarded as a rare beauty. However, she was born with a thick waist like a water tank, which made her look extremely uncomfortable.
"Old woman, do you see the little woman in front of you?" the ugly male cultivator pouted and turned to the blue-shirted girl in front of him, and said so, but his eyes never took his eyes off the blue-shirted girl.
"Are you guilty of your stinky problem again? When you see a woman, you can't walk!" The enchanting female cultivator snorted coldly, glanced at the ugly male cultivator with disdain, and said sneeringly.