The imperial privet tightened her nerves, and her eyes widened to look.

I saw that the place in front of me was a ruined city, but it was overgrown with weeds, and the surrounding houses were burned and collapsed, and it was really lifeless and terrifying. The Imperial Maiden was stunned for a moment and said, "Is this the Crescent Moon City?" I heard the pharaoh say that five years ago, the Haoxian tribe suffered a catastrophe, but I didn't expect it to be so tragic that there was not even a single intact house left. ”

Xie Gongbao didn't answer, and looked straight at the mountainside with his eyes.

Then the tiger ran up the mountain, and turned into the bamboo forest on the mountainside.

Walking in the bamboo forest, I suddenly saw eight houses built under the cliff.

There is a plaque on the roof, and the plaque reads "Jiling Immortal Hall".

Xie Gong Baoqi said: "It's weird, why is Xiantang so good?"

The Imperial Privet tilted her head and said in conjecture: "Yes, the entire Crescent City is gone, why is it the only one left here? Oh! I understand, the murderer who slaughtered the city back then was a person from the Spirit Immortal Hall? I think it is, otherwise how can it be explained here." ”

Hearing this, Xie Gongbao was furious: "Nonsense!"

The Imperial Privet was startled and said, "I didn't say you, why did you react so much?"

"Don't talk about it, stay here today, and leave tomorrow morning. Xie Gongbao left home when he was young, and he was sad and didn't want to talk about things in the clan with others. Zonghu was about to enter the courtyard, but just walked out of the bamboo forest, he suddenly saw someone laughing in the courtyard. Xie Gongbao was not surprised, and hurriedly turned the tiger's head and hid in the grass. Looking at it from a distance, it was Pang Qi and Xu Zhen who were laughing, except for the two of them, the door was open, and there seemed to be someone else inside.

Seeing this scene, Xie Gongbao's fists squeaked.

He only said that Qiu Daoren was looking for him, so he hated him very much.

The Imperial Virgin saw the clues and asked:

"You know them, don't you?"

"It's not just acquaintance, it's very familiar. ”

"Shall we go in then?"

"No, we'll go somewhere else. ”

After the two finished talking, they quietly walked out of the bamboo forest and went straight up the mountain.

Since returning to the ruins, Xie Gongbao has always remembered how Qiu Daoren hurt the girl, and the hatred of the heavy blow is unforgettable. - Actually, from the beginning, he didn't want to have anything to do with Qiu Daoren, it was not his intention to invest in Xuan Xianliu, everything was a coincidence. After the knots between the dragon saliva temple and Qiu Daoren, he decided that he was no longer a disciple of Xuan Xianliu. Now that he has such a grudge, at this time he only hates that he can't perform the exercises, otherwise he will never be allowed to live in the world for a day.

Running into the deep mountains, I didn't go far, but went around to the top of the cliff behind the Jiling Immortal Hall.

The wanderer went home, how could he hurry and say goodbye, he didn't want to leave so soon.

This place is good, and you can see the crescent moon city from here.

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At that time, the sky was about to dark, and there was smoke rising from the Jiling Immortal Hall.

Xie Gongbao cut down trees to set up sheds, and also roasted meat to his heart's content.

The Imperial Privet looked at him from time to time to look at the fairy hall below, so she came to ask long and short questions, and he also had a perfunctory sentence. After a while, when it got dark, he took out the "Great Thousand Mantras" and studied it carefully by the light of the campfire, and when he had an understanding, he sat cross-legged on the ground and sat up.

After a few laps of practice, I only felt refreshed and indescribably comfortable.

This "Great Thousand Mantras" really lives up to its name, and it is very different from other methods.

The true qi cultivated by other methods is like death when it is heavy, and it is like electricity when it flows, and it is all overbearing, and the true qi cultivated by the "Great Thousand Mantras" is not sinking into the sea of qi, and it is all over the meridians, soft and slowly swimming, and it is really magical. - He has been carrying this skill for a long time, and has rarely practiced it, but today he has learned it very deeply, and he feels like he has obtained a treasure.

Right now, he can't use his true qi to mix the yuan, and he is like a wasted person.

But if you practice diligently like this, your qi will not sink into the sea and gather in the meridians, and you will have true qi to use.

Even if you don't think about the enemy, at least you can walk with more strength.

With this thought, I can't help but be happy, and immediately the distracting thoughts are eliminated, and then I settle down.

I don't know how long it will be, but in the silence, I can only hear people's roars. Xie Gongbao opened his eyes suddenly, and looked down the cliff, only to see the figures of the Xiantang courtyard shuttling, when someone was fighting, so he guessed that Xuan Xianliu and the others were afraid of being attacked by someone?—— he snorted and sneered, and said in his heart: "The Crescent Moon City is really lively tonight." ”

He just watched it without caring about himself, and the support was unintentional and powerless.

In the dead of night, feng shui grass can still wake people suddenly, let alone fight.

By the campfire, the imperial privet slept soundly, and it was the fight that frightened her.

She got up and walked to the edge of the cliff and asked, "What happened?"

Xie Gongbao said: "It has nothing to do with us what happens, we can't stay here, let's go." ”

At night, the imperial maiden was afraid that the fight was related to Yan Song, so she didn't say anything more, extinguished the bonfire, and rode a tiger with Xie Gongbao. - Qionghuang Demon Mountain is extremely demonic and miasma at night, even if it is fire, it is not easy to climb, not to mention that the two of them are in the dark all the way, and they walk even slower. - However, Xie Gongbao was born and raised here, and he was very familiar with this mountain, and he came around a hunting cabin from east to west.

This wooden house was originally used by the Haoxian people for hunting, and there are two halls and bedrooms.

After many years, this house is inaccessible and has long been dusty.

In the middle of the hall is a fire pit with a kettle hanging from it, which can still be used in addition to rust. The bedroom is fully clothed, patted to remove mildew, and can also be worn and covered. ——The two of them cleaned up, put Fang Siqiao on the bed, and then made tea on the fire in the hall. ——When the tea is opened, after drinking three cups, the voice of people outside the house suddenly starts:

"Hey, there is a lamp in this house, and there is a bearded tiger tied to it outside, is there anyone?"

"Old whore, what are you doing here? Let me go!"

"Haha...... Okay, I'll let you go when you enter the house. ”

After only listening to the three sentences, Xie Gongbao's face changed immediately.

This voice is so familiar, very similar to Yan Xian'er and Takamaru.

Hearing the footsteps approaching, Xie Gongbao hurriedly said: "Quick! Go into the house!" grabbed the imperial privet's hand and went straight to the bedroom, taught her to get into the bed, and told her not to make a sound, let alone get up. Then, he put on his beast's coat and hat, and leaned nervously against the door to peek at the hall.

The door of the hall opened, and the people who came were really Yan Xian'er and Gao Maru.

Takamaru entered the door and shouted, "Hey, where is this family?"

Xie Gongbao bared his teeth and hated, raised his voice and changed his tone to answer: "Hey, there are still people coming from this mountain?" Guests from outside, you should warm up your body by roasting the fire first, and the little old man will feed Neizi good medicine, and then come out." ”

With that, he smeared a handful of soot on his face, and then cut some hair and pasted it on his nose and under his chin. ——The dress was finished, a cruel smile was wiped on the corner of his mouth, and he took out a bag of things from Fang Siqiao's body and put it in his arms, and then brought the door out, and said with a smile: "The little old man's family lives in the mountains, I didn't expect that there would be guests, the house is shabby, and I really can't take out good things to entertain, but this tea is freshly boiled, I will pour it for the two of you." As he spoke, he took a cup of tea and handed it over one by one.

"It would also be nice to have a cup of hot tea. "Takamaru is welcome, just drink the tea.

Yan Xian'er shook her head and refused to take the cup, sitting by the fire, with a sad face.