The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

Feng Qi, who was trying to stabilize the situation in the secret realm and pick up his disciples, had no idea that there was such a surprise waiting for him outside.

After Chao Zhao and Xue Xingzhi worked together to destroy the anchor point, the black fog completely dissipated.

The monsters that had fallen into a frenzy suddenly came to their senses, and when they saw the monster corpses scattered all over the ground, they immediately fled in panic.

At the same time, the sect disciples discovered that the token's function had been restored.

"The token has been restored!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the news.

"Teleport out."

As soon as the words fell, the figures of the disciples from various sects disappeared one by one.

At the entrance to the secret realm, the leaders of other sects had already been waiting outside eagerly. When they saw their disciples returning safely, they finally let go of the worries that had been hanging in their stomachs.

When Huo Qingfeng saw Huo Aoran appearing in a state of embarrassment, his brows tightened: "Why is it so ugly?"

Huo Aoran smiled awkwardly, but the injury at the corner of his mouth moved, and he couldn't help but grin slightly.

He couldn't help but feel even more resentful towards Chao Zhao.

Huo Qingfeng's eyes fell on the Zhongzhou team behind him. When he didn't see Fu Xunying, his tone became a little sharper: "Where is Xunying?"

When Fu Xunying was mentioned, Huo Aoran's face turned bad: "Third Uncle, she doesn't need the protection of the Huo family at all!"

"shut up!"

Huo Qingfeng interrupted her sharply, "She is a member of the Huo family. It is natural for the Huo family to protect her."

Huo Aoran curled his lips, noticing Huo Qingfeng's impatient look, but ultimately did not dare to refute.

"...She's with Chao Zhao."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Xunying appeared at the entrance of the secret realm and walked up quickly.

"Third uncle."

"...I'm glad you're okay."

Huo Qingfeng was investigating Fu Xunying's condition and was a little surprised.

Fu Xunying's poor health was brought over from the womb.

The war between the two clans lasted for several years. When Fu Xunying's mother was pregnant with her, the war was almost over. When the news of the death of the leader of the Xunxin Sect came, her mother was so heartbroken that she gave birth prematurely.

But even though she had been in the secret realm for so long, her congenital physical weakness did not seem to relapse. On the contrary, her mental state was better than before.

"Xunying, did you get an opportunity in the secret realm?"

Apart from this, Huo Qingfeng could not find any other explanation.

"Hmm?" Fu Xunying was slightly stunned and hesitated for a moment, "I made a few friends, does that count?"

"......Calculate."

Huo Qingfeng was speechless, and touched her hair lovingly, "We can't stay here any longer, your uncle asked us to return to Zhongzhou immediately."

The message from the head of the Huo family came suddenly.

But his letter said that there had been frequent turmoil in the area of ​​Zhongzhou near Nanyouzhou in recent days, and they had to go back as soon as possible.

He had mentioned this matter to Fengqi before. Although the other party's reaction was indescribable, he finally agreed.

Huo Aoran was stunned for a moment, then said with an unpleasant expression: "How dare the Fallen Demon Alliance get involved in Zhongzhou?!"

They were clearly together before... He vaguely sensed that something went wrong, which not only destroyed their cooperation, but also made them enemies.

However, he didn't dare to say these in front of Huo Qingfeng.

Jiang Xueji was very anxious: "There is no time to lose, let's leave as soon as possible!"

It’s not her fault. After all, the Jiang family’s territory is close to Nan Youzhou.

Fu Xunying paused.

"...Uncle San, I want to say goodbye to my friends."

At this time, Huo Qingfeng could still agree to her request. Even though Jiang Xueji's eyes were filled with anger, he still nodded calmly: "Go."

Fu Xunying immediately trotted back to Chao Zhao and Fan Lian.

"I'm going back to Zhongzhou."

"So fast?!"

Fanlian looked surprised.

Fu Xunying nodded: "It seems that something happened in Zhongzhou..."

"Well then." Fan Lian curled her lips, "Then be careful and don't let yourself be bullied by those scumbags and bitches again."

"Ok!"

Fu Xunying nodded seriously, then she looked at Chao Zhao expectantly.

He smiled at Zhao.

"See you next time." After a pause, she glanced at Fu Xunying's back, "If you feel wronged, go find your third uncle. He should be the only relative who cares about you."

"......it is good."

Fu Xunying agreed to all of them, and after making an appointment with Chao Zhao to meet next time, she said goodbye to them reluctantly.

Because the situation was urgent, Huo Qingfeng directly took out the top-grade immortal boat and quickly left the Jianhua Immortal Sect.

Not long after the Zhongzhou team left, a disciple from the Jianhua Immortal Sect ran over panting.

"Master, Master!!!"

Feng Qi was about to take Xue Xingzhi away to ask about the inheritance, but was suddenly interrupted.

He looked slightly annoyed: "Why are you so flustered?!"

The disciple's face was filled with surprise and excitement: "Everyone in Linjian City is saying that the Sword Saint has appeared! The Snowfall Sword has been hovering over Linjian City for a long time!"

ah? ? ? ? ?

Almost at the same time, everyone's reaction was the same.

While Feng Qi was confused, he caught a glimpse of Ji Wushe, who was walking slowly towards him from the edge with a jar of wine in his hand, as if he was ready to take his child home. His eyelids twitched violently.

Uncle Master...what on earth does he want to do?

The Sword Master, the focus of everyone's speculation, was currently being taught a lesson by his own young disciple.

"Master, you've drunk too much again!"

Chao Zhao put his hands on his hips, looking indignant.

Ji Wushe smelled so strong of alcohol that he choked Chao Zhao several times. How much did he drink?

Ji Wushe rubbed her hair without changing his expression: "Be careful next time."

"Humph."

Chao Zhao's hair was messy and his little face was wrinkled.

"Let's go back."

Ji Wushe glanced at Rong Jizhi who was about to say something, and stopped him.

Rong Jizhi sighed and swallowed back the words he was about to say.

Ji Wushe was not drunk at all; he was clearly trying to use the alcohol to ease the pain in his mind.

Combined with the rumors about the appearance of the Sword Saint, it was not difficult for Rong Jizhi to guess that he had taken action. However, he couldn't figure out who else in the world of immortal cultivation was worthy of his master using his own natal sword?

As the disciples of various sects were teleported out, the crowd at the entrance gradually dispersed.

Qin Liao arrived late and took his disciple back.

On the way, he also heard the news that the Sword Master had appeared.

He glanced at Feng Qi, who had a complicated expression, and asked, "Master Uncle took action?"

"Ah."

Feng Qi looked at him.

Having been brothers for hundreds of years, they can guess each other's thoughts at a glance.

The image of Ji Wushe taking Zhao Zhao back to his home appeared in his mind. Feng Qi shook his head and said, "Go back."

The sword master who had been on the run for three hundred years seemed to have found his reason to draw his sword.