Time flies like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, seven days have passed since the last trip to Yunmeng.

In the open space of the bamboo forest in Jinghu Lake, Liu Chen stood with a sword in one hand. The white clothes flew in the wind, the sun was scattered all over the ground, and the immature face showed a trace of solemnity.

The willow cicada stands a few feet away, and the thousand-water skirt outlines the graceful curves. The red lips opened lightly, "Brother, come on", the ten fingers of the willow cicada danced like a spirit butterfly, "the spirit of words, the wind whisperer", the spirit of the words together, the will of the willow cicada is the will of the wind.

"Be careful", Liu Chen's body moved with the sound, his toes tapped the ground, turning into a flowing shadow, and in a moment, he came to Liu Chan'er. "Merry Eight Swords, Cold Wind", Liu Chen drank lightly, the long sword stabbed, the extremely sharp sword qi, vertical and horizontal in all directions.

Liu Cicada snorted softly, and her figure rose into the air. Under the cover of the sword, the willow cicada is like a catkins, moving with the wind. The sword qi that was enough to pierce the golden cracking stone, but it was difficult to get close to it.

Liu Chen knew the magic of the Spirit Master, and the sword just now was just a temptation. Seeing the willow cicada, she has landed on the top of the bamboo forest. Liu Chen also walked up lightly and landed on the top of the bamboo not far from the willow cicada.

"Brother, take me a move", Liu Chan'er snorted softly. Ten fingers closed on the chest, "Words and spirits, ten thousand leaves and flying flowers", as soon as the words fell, the bamboo forest under his feet resounded with bursts of roars. Bamboo leaves flutter all over the sky, but they do not fall.

"Go", Liu Chan'er whispered. The bamboo leaves in the sky turned into streamers, stabbing at Liu Chen like lightning. With the blessing of the power of the wind spirit, the sound of breaking the air was loud, and the momentum was like thunder.

"Little Nizi, I'm a little capable. But your brother and I are not so easy to deal with", Liu Chen muttered to himself. Holding the sword in his backhand, the violent spiritual power poured in like a frenzy, and the sword roared like a dragon, rushing straight into the sky.

"Stormy swordsmanship, blue sea tide", Liu Chen shouted. A backhand sword swept, the sword light came out of the sword, the light rose sharply, turned into a wave and attacked the willow cicada, and the roar of the waves crashing on the shore was faintly heard.

"Boom", a strong collision, the overflowing energy swept around, and the emerald bamboo leaves were as fast as lightning, piercing into the wave of sword qi, stirring the violent spiritual power of heaven and earth. But the strength is inexhaustible, and in the face of a wave of sword qi that is stronger than the other, the bamboo leaves suddenly collapsed, and the reverse willow cicada rushed.

"Wind Whisperer, Barrier", the howling wind wrapped the willow cicada and blocked the torrent of sword qi. But unfortunately, Liu Chan'er's strength was not enough, and after a few breaths, the barrier was shattered.

"It's not good", Liu Chen was anxious when he saw this, if he hurt the cicada, how could it be good. Caring is chaotic, Liu Chen hurriedly ran his body, "Lost Phantom", his body was as light as a swallow, after a few moves and flips, at the last moment, he held Liu Chan'er's waist with one hand, and held the sword in his right hand across his chest, blocking the torrent of sword qi.

"Boom", after the loud noise, Liu Chen was forced to unload his strength and retreated a few feet back. Fortunately, after the early battle, the power of the blue sea tide has been halved, and it is not difficult to resist, but there is just some chest tightness.

Unable to tolerate his concern, Liu Chen hurriedly looked at Liu Chan'er, only to see that his breath around him was unstable, and his breathing was strong and weak, thinking that it was caused by the violent collision just now, which caused the spiritual disorder, and he should be fine after resting for a while.

"Cicada, are you okay?", but Liu Chen didn't dare to be careless and hurriedly asked.

"Brother, I'm fine, I just feel a little tightness in my chest, and I'm afraid I can't go back", Liu Chan'er said, staring at Liu Chen with bright eyes, revealing a hopeful look.

Liu Chen saw this decision, but he was a little helpless. "It's okay, I'll carry you", Liu Chen said.

"Ah, thank you, brother", said and grinned while hugging Liu Chen's neck.

On the other hand, compared with the quiet and comfortable scenery of Mirror Lake, Yunmeng City is a different scene. Due to the reappearance of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace in the world, the forces of all parties are nervous, and they have strengthened their vigilance, and they have done what is needed from time to time.

Yunmeng Town, shrouded in tension and anxiety, may break out at any time.

Yunmeng Ink Pavilion, Ye Guangwen stared at the young man with a gloomy face. The young man's surname is Zhou, his name is Zewen, and he is a descendant of the four families in Tianlan City. Follow his uncle Zhou Sicheng to Yunmeng Town to experience and broaden his knowledge.

But because he was young and vigorous, with little knowledge, he was already a caged bird, but because of his negligence, he fell into the charm of the remnants of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, so that he escaped.

"Kick... Kick", Zhou Sicheng stepped on the pine floor and walked into the hall without hurrying. Seeing this, Zhou Zewen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, although he was the pride of the sky in the younger generation, he still had no right to speak in the face of the masters of the Tiangang Realm.

"Elder Ye, I already know about the little nephew, but it's just to let go of a demon girl, why be so angry." Zhou Sicheng sat at the table, picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and spoke.

"Hmph, what you said is light, if it weren't for his dereliction of duty, we would have been able to find the hiding place of the remnants of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, and wipe them out. Is this a trivial matter?", Ye Guangwen was already furious, glaring at Zhou Sicheng and said angrily.

Zhou Sicheng was not angry, slowly put down the teacup in his hand, and said in a flat tone: "Oh, I don't know what Elder Ye is going to do with my nephew."

Ye Guangwen is not a gentle person, and he is notoriously hot-tempered. Seeing that this surnamed Zhou not only protected his nephew, but also dared to threaten himself, he couldn't help but be angry in his heart. Just make a move, let him know that the coercion of the ink pavilion cannot be provoked.

"Now is not the time for infighting, how about the two of you sell me a face to reveal this matter", the person who came was the Demon Suppression Si Lin Brahma, another Tiangang realm master.

Lin Brahma held a folding fan in his hand and walked over, and his words made people feel like a spring breeze, and he had a bookish atmosphere.

Seeing that the two were unmoved, Lin Brahma was not angry. sat nearby, "Although the rest of the sin escaped, but after all, it was exposed, and the two of you are interested in listening."

"This is true", Ye Guangwen was the first to ask.

"Of course, how dare you say anything about such an important matter," Lin Brahma said without hesitation.

Hearing this, Ye Guangwen restrained his compelling momentum, "Get out of here, don't let me see you." also means to be called the fourth son of Tianlan, it's just in vain", Ye Guangwen unceremoniously reprimanded Zhou Zewen who was standing.

The noble-born Zhou Zewen He had been so humiliated, his hands in his cuffs were clenched into fists, and his lowered eyes hid devouring anger, but there was nowhere to release it, so he had to retreat and leave with anger in his heart.

Lin Brahma looked at the direction of Zhou Zewen's departure, squinted, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother Lin, I don't know how you can find the traces of the escaped demon girl", Zhou Sicheng said.

Ye Guangwen also looked at it, this is related to the success or failure of this operation, the Demon Suppression Division, has been dealing with the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, and knows it best.

Lin Brahma, who came back to his senses, smiled slightly, saw that the two of them were staring at him, and did not procrastinate, and immediately talked about the results of the investigation in the past few days.