Legend of Qingling Dance

Chapter 163 Ending Night (9)

An Xiaowu couldn't talk to him, and murmured, "I don't know how it is here...how about you take me back! I don't think it's right, so I don't want to go!"

Qing Tian shook her head with a look of contempt: "Hey! I knew it! You should have said it earlier!"

He picked up An Xiaowu and threw it hard!
The golden light of spiritual power lit up!Followed by Dasheng!
This is a holy level teleportation technique!

Immediately afterwards, An Xiaowu's figure disappeared from his shoulder.

Qing Tian sighed, clapped his hands, and said triumphantly, "It's okay to leave."

He shook his head, looked at the female corpse, and said "tsk tsk": "It's just a psychedelic illusion, stupid woman, make a fuss. It doesn't matter how many years the young master is."

He flicked it with his hand, but the corpse didn't disappear.

He swiped again, and the corpse still hasn't disappeared!

Qingtian looked surprised: "Huh?"

He jumped three feet high and almost hit the wall of the cave, shouting: "Damn! Damn! There is really a corpse! It's not the one that Xiaoye transformed into! Oops!"

He sat down on the ground and said to himself with a sad face: "Boss, boss, I saw a ghost."

A gentle and determined voice rang clearly in his mind: "What? Are you afraid of ghosts?"

"Great! I thought our connection was gone! Boss, boss, where are you? These days I feel like our contract bond is getting weaker and weaker. I've been looking for you everywhere, but I can't find you anywhere. I According to the old lady's advice, I stayed in the small courtyard of Liang's house for a long time, but she didn't smell of you there either. Yue Wenhuan is a piece of trash, what kind of old lady he was looking for, he just imagined that those stupid women could Help the saint find the Alluring Staff?"

As soon as Qingtian heard that voice, he immediately started talking nonsense: "Boss, boss, where are you? How can I find you?"

"I'm in great trouble." The voice was still calm and calm. Although it was describing a thrilling event, it had an inexplicable calming power.

An Xiaowu screamed, and felt her world spinning, and when she opened her eyes again, she had already appeared in the bamboo forest on the hillside. "Huh? Can it still be like this?" An Xiaowu covered her pounding heart, wondering.

"Baby, you are really not smart."

"You are so unintelligent, even if Emperor Jing Tian came to you in person, you would not know him."

The cool wind was blowing under the feet, and the wet and deep voice rang out faintly.

"You liar! Bastard! Rascal!"

An Xiaowu finally found someone to vent her anger on, and immediately scolded that voice like hell.

"You can scold me happily. However, for the time being, I don't need you anymore."

"Baby, you will never be able to get rid of me. Goodbye."

After the voice finished speaking calmly, it never sounded again.

An Xiaowu touched her calf, and the cold, wet and greasy air lingering on her calf, which seemed to be irreversible forever, disappeared with the sound.

"strangeness."

An Xiaowu looked at the sky: "It's getting dark. What's going on?

When she looked up, she saw a young man walking over.

The boy was about eighteen or nineteen years old. He was wearing an ordinary white cotton gown that had just been rolled somewhere. The neckline and cuffs were wrinkled, as if it hadn't been washed for two or three days.

When he got closer, An Xiaowu realized that this young man had a handsome and delicate face, and his eyes were full of energy. He seemed to be smiling even when he wasn't smiling, as if he could see into people's hearts at a glance.

However, the young man didn't look at her, it was really hateful.

"stop!"

An Xiaowu immediately stood up and stood in front of him.

(End of this chapter)