The night passed, early in the morning, the morning sun was rising, Xiao Chen and a few others went to the bottom of the mountain and the temple of light, and told Qingchen Zhenren about the matter, Qingchen Zhenren pondered for a long time, and said: "It's okay, but you go to be careful, if you encounter a strong enemy, don't be reckless, you can come back, and I will come forward for you." ”

There are two meanings in this statement, the first meaning is that now Xiao Chen is famous in Dongzhou, and he can be regarded as a person from Dongzhou, and the relationship between the five continents of Zifu is delicate, if he causes trouble in Zhongzhou, it will inevitably cause conflicts between the two continents.

The second meaning is that if there is really any conflict between the forces of other continents when he goes, the Yuqing Sect will be his strong backing, and he must not act recklessly and cause unnecessary disputes between the two continents.

Xiao Chen naturally understood that he was here to find the whereabouts of his master, and if no one came to offend him, he would never take the initiative to provoke anyone.

"In my life, I have never had a disciple, but you don't want to be my disciple, so don't worry. He said that he swiped the folding fan in his hand into the air, and a gossip mirror appeared out of thin air, alternating yin and yang in the mirror, hiding the power of all things, which is really mysterious.

"This mirror is called the Yin and Yang Qiankun Mirror, a mirror illuminates all things, and the mana is infinite, but there are restrictions on use, so use and cherish. Mo Xuanzi smiled lightly, and as soon as he folded the fan, the Yin and Yang Qiankun Mirror fell into Xiao Chen's hands.

Xiao Chen immediately felt the mysterious power coming from the mirror, and he didn't make much excuses at the moment, and said, "Thank you Mo Xuan, senior." Many disciples outside the hall showed envious eyes, thinking that the magic weapon given by Uncle Mo Xuan was an idle thing?

Putting the mirror away, Xiao Chen arched his hand to the head of the hall and said, "Then Senior Sister Luo will ask the real person to take care of it." "I don't know when he will be able to come back, and the most reassuring thing is Luo Yan and the others.

Qingchen is really humane: "You can rest assured." ”

After dealing with everything here, Xiao Chen immediately went down the mountain with Murong Xian'er, Yu Yifeng and Li Muxue and Luo Yan, the three of them sent them to Qingzhou City, got into the carriage, Yu Yifeng said: "Be careful when you go here, if anything happens, you can come back." ”

"I see, go back too. ”

The cold wind was whisking, and there was no sense of sorrow, and under the eyes of the three people, the carriage finally drove out of the city.

The size of the Purple Mansion is really comparable to that of the dust, and it was not until twilight that he arrived at the next slightly larger town, of course, Xiao Chen was not in a hurry, otherwise he would have taken the Feiyun Stone.

Because he had to think about a lot of questions on this trip, it was useless to hurry, such as where would the master go back then? She was seriously injured and naturally wanted to find an excellent place to recuperate, and did she meet with Wentian again? Unfortunately, she didn't have time to ask Guanshan Ancestor more that day.

After getting out of the carriage, the two walked on the street, attracting countless people to stop and watch, most of them were young men who refused to continue walking after seeing Murong Xian'er's face, and even some dared to follow directly.

Xiao Chen's brows furrowed, she had a lot of opinions on this, but Murong Xian'er was not affected at all, she jumped up and followed him, ignoring the eyes around her, only when someone got closer, she would put her hands on her small waist, glared at the other party and said, "Hey! You have been watching what I do! I don't have strange ears on my head!"

In order to avoid causing trouble, Xiao Chen pulled her away from the crowd quickly every time, found an inn, and was about to ask the shopkeeper if there was a guest room, when he suddenly noticed that someone seemed to be following outside, and his consciousness was swept away, but he lost the breath of that person. I thought it would be better to just be a few disciples than anyone else.

Still like last time, he picked a guest room on the innermost room on the second floor, and when he entered the room, Xiao Chen first checked the layout of the room, and then sat down on the couch to rest, and Murong Xian'er seemed to have been very energetic, even if she had been bumping around in the carriage all day, she didn't feel tired at all at the moment, running around the room, touching the vase for a while, and pushing the screen for a while.

Xiao Chen shook his head and smiled, thinking that she said that she wanted to find out what happened thousands of years ago, but her real purpose was just to play with herself, right? ”

When Murong Xian'er heard the call for herself, she ran over at once, almost knocking him down directly on the couch, blinking a pair of big eyes and asking, "What's wrong?"

"Uh......" At this moment, the noses of the two were almost together, Xiao Chen leaned back, propped his hands on the couch, smelled the breath like an orchid, and hurriedly said: "No...... It's okay. ”

"It's so annoying, you call me over and don't say anything. Murong Xian'er turned around, ran to the window again, looked at the bustling streets at night, and cheered: "Brother Xiao Chen, there are so many people outside, let's go out and play?"

Xiao Chen thought to himself that she had just attracted the attention of many disciples when she was outside, it was not good to go out at this time, and said, "Rest early, we have to hurry tomorrow." ”

Murong Xian'er ran back, pulled his sleeve and dangled it, and pouted: "No, no, Xian'er wants to go out to play, you see how lively it is outside." ”

Xiao Chen shook his head and smiled, he really didn't have a problem with her, and gently tapped her forehead: "Okay, okay, it's up to you." Murong Xian'er grinned and stuck out her tongue: "This is what Sister Yan taught me, she said it's called coquettishness." ”

Xiao Chen covered her forehead, oh my God, Shangguan Yan taught her something.

At night, the city is lit up with lights, no different from the mortal dust, many maidens put lanterns by the river, and then make a wish, countless vendors on the streets sell their wares, and there are lion dancers and fire rings in the square.

Murong Xian'er seemed to be very curious about everything in the outside world, looking here for a while, and going there for a while, Xiao Chen smiled and followed quietly, he couldn't remember how many nights he had come to the Purple Mansion, but it was the first night that was so peaceful and quiet.

Looking at the night scene similar to that of Fanchen, he unconsciously lost his mind slightly, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Murong Xian'er was gone.

"Xian'er!" Xiao Chen's whole body shuddered, but there was no trace of Xian'er in the crowd, and when he was anxious, a grinning voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Brother Xiao Chen, guess who I am?"

Hearing this voice, Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and saw that Murong Xian'er was wearing a mask on his face, which looked like a monkey, wearing a purple and gold crown with two long feathers on it, which looked majestic.

Just as she was about to criticize her for not running around, an old man over sixty years old hurriedly ran over here, shouting: "Girl, you haven't given the money yet!"

Murong Xian'er took off her mask and said with a smile: "Look for him." After that, he pointed at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen shook his head and smiled, paid the money, and looked at the meaning of this face, and asked the old man, "Uncle, who is the painting on your mask?"

"Yo, little brother, don't you even know this?" the old man looked surprised, and then smiled: "This is the famous demon king of the last mythological era." ”