Early the next morning, Zhou Yueting came to the courtyard in front of the Purple Moon Pavilion, and when she saw that Lan Feng had not come out yet, she leisurely admired a peony flower in the flower bed. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Not long after, a suave Blue Sword disciple suddenly appeared, and Zhou Yueting fixed her eyes to see that this person was the disciple who was in the grass with Niu Xiaoru last night.

"Hey, senior sister doesn't sleep early in the morning, how can she have the leisure to enjoy the flowers here?" the disciple stepped forward with a wicked smile.

Zhou Yueting raised her willow eyebrows, her eyes fell on the white peony flowers as white as snow again, and she said: "Yes, I like all kinds of flowers and plants. The morning air is so good, I must come to enjoy the flowers, I can't sleep in the middle of the night without sleeping, right?"

The young disciple was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing and said, "Senior sister is really joking, senior brother, I am ashamed of myself, I am ashamed of myself." ”

Zhou Yueting snorted lightly, turned around and walked to the other side, ignoring the young disciple again.

The disciple didn't reluctantly follow, and said with a smile: "Senior sister, my name is Fu Chengpu, if you need help from senior brother for anything, just go to my door and shout, I will definitely come as soon as possible." ”

Zhou Yueting was a little angry, and was about to get angry when the door of the Purple Moon Pavilion suddenly opened.

The moment Lan Feng walked out of it, Fu Chengpu's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly lowered his head with a respectful expression.

"I'm going to go to Xu Lingfeng with Xiao Yue, if there's anything important, go to Elder Guan, and he will solve it. At some point, Lan Feng had an extra gray storage bag unique to the Ten Thousand Sword Sect on his waist, and with a light tap of his hand, a small black and blue flag flew out of it in an instant and landed in the hands of the young disciple.

Fu Chengpu shook the flag in his hand and wondered: "What is this?" ”

"A magic weapon I just refined last night, you send it to Guan Yi, he naturally knows. After Lan Feng finished speaking, his body flashed, and he quickly came to Zhou Yueting's side, and in the blink of an eye, the two disappeared without a trace.

"Xiao Yue...... With such an affectionate title, it seems that the head of the family really likes her, so I still don't want to interfere. Fu Chengpu blinked his eyes with palpitations, carefully put the flag into the storage bag, stepped on the flying sword, and flew quickly towards the attic where Guan Yi was.

The autumn wind is very dry, coupled with the fast flight, Zhou Yueting's eyes are already a little astringent, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she frowned: "Master, I have been to Xu Lingfeng, the terrain there is strange, and it is rumored to be the territory of the Tiansha Ghost Sect, I don't know what you are doing there?"

"That's the territory of the Demon Realm, right?" Lan Feng grabbed Zhou Yueting's hand tightly, and said with a normal expression: "I'm just looking for medicinal herbs in the past, it shouldn't attract demon cultivation, right?"

Zhou Yueting hesitated, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Master, the medicinal herb you are looking for should not be the three-flavor real grass, right?"

Hearing her words, Lan Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and he shook his head and said, "No." ”

"Oh. Zhou Yueting took a deep breath and reached out to rub her eyes to relieve the feeling of dryness.

Lan Feng thought for a while, suddenly glanced back at Zhou Yueting, and said, "I only know that Xu Lingfeng has three flavor fruits, but I haven't heard of three flavor real grasses, so there shouldn't be anything to do with them." ”

Zhou Yueting rubbed her eyes suddenly, looked at Lan Feng incredulously, and said dumbfoundedly: "Master, don't you know that the three-flavor fruit is the fruit of the three-flavor real grass?"

Without waiting for Lan Feng to answer, she continued: "There are a total of eleven three-flavor true grasses on Xu Lingfeng, and after the influence of the natural climate, only two of them will bloom and bear fruit, so at this time of year, there will be demon cultivators going up the mountain to pick fruits. ”

Lan Feng's expression became a little complicated, but he didn't mean to stop, and his speed increased a lot.

"Master, the disciple has the courage to remind that the Heavenly Demon Sect is one of the top sects on the Nameless Island, and Xu Lingfeng has not yet been fully developed, and it is already their territory. The disciples in it are all demons who kill people without seeing blood, and they have two masters, and their cultivation is all above the transformation stage, and you are not their opponent. ”

Lan Feng's eyes flashed, and he nodded slightly: "I know, but the three-flavor fruit must be obtained, and if you wait any longer, who knows when the remaining two plants will not bloom?" ”

"In fact, the three-flavor fruit does not have a big effect, but because it is rare and expensive, it is favored by the Ghost Sect, and before the fruit is ripe, it will send disciples in the sect to pick it and sell it to those who need it at a high price. Zhou Yueting squinted her eyes again and simply closed her eyes directly.

Lan Feng didn't answer her words, and the speed under his feet increased dramatically, and soon, he came to the halfway point of Xu Lingfeng.

In the sky above Xu Lingfeng, there was a strange dark cloud shrouded in it, and in this dark cloud, there was a faint haze of haze, which isolated all the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, so that spiritual power could not play any role here.

Helpless, Lan Feng could only fall down and hike up the mountain.

After climbing for a while, Zhou Yueting behind her was already out of breath, and her steps couldn't help but slow down.

Lan Feng hadn't climbed the mountain for a long time, and his forehead was sweating, but there was still no change in the speed under his feet.

"Master, can you rest for a while?" Although it was autumn, the weather here was dull, there was no breeze, Zhou Yueting's hot face was flushed, she bent down and picked up a huge leaf from the ground, fanned it a few times, found that it didn't work, and threw the leaf out again.

"Let's take a break. Lan Feng stopped, sat down against a pile of hay next to him, patted the bluestone next to him, and motioned for Zhou Yueting to sit down.

Zhou Yueting didn't think much about it, put away her skirt, sat on the bluestone, and wiped the sweat on her forehead.

The surroundings were quiet, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

After a while, Lan Feng suddenly spoke: "Out of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, you don't call me the head of the sect, this will attract the attention of others, or ......"

Speaking of this, he suddenly paused, turned his head to stare straight into Zhou Yueting's eyes, and continued: "Why don't you just call me Brother Qiu." ”

"Brother Qiu?" Zhou Yueting blinked suspiciously.

"Yes. Lan Feng nodded, his eyes flashing, and said, "Remember, from now on, my name will be Qiu Mo, don't call it wrong." ”

Zhou Yueting touched her chin and groaned, and suddenly smiled: "Brother Qiu, I ......"

"Hula!"

A strange voice came from the direction of the top of the mountain, interrupting Zhou Yueting's next words.

Zhou Yueting had a stiff smile on her face, and looked up in the direction of the top of the mountain.

The dark clouds just now had extended to the top of Xu Lingfeng's small half of the mountain, and it was so black that he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Xiaoyue, it's time for us to go. Lan Feng stood up, patted a few sticks of withered yellow hay stuck to his body, and looked at the top of the mountain with a solemn gaze.