wind thousand feet

In the inn in Mujia Town, because of the arrival of Qianchi Feng, the whole inn was panicked and panicked.It's not because of his astonishing appearance and unapproachable posture, but because of the hundreds of grotesque "human beings" behind him.Human body with horse face, human head and dog legs... There are also those who are full length and alive, but the golden lion fur on the face is a bit unique...

Xiaoer led the person to the door in fear, ran away as soon as he ran away!

Feng Qianchi closed the door, opened the bag and released An Chi, a sour smell came out, and the people on the ground were covered with... food that hadn't been digested yet!

"Haha! The clothes are so fine, they actually grabbed food!" Feng Qianchi pinched his nose and threw An Chi into the inner room, and heard the sound of "plopping" into the water.

An Chi took a sip of hot water, and said in a tone of joy, "Old monster."

Feng Qianchi put the red ball on the table and instilled true energy into it, his tone sounded lower than before: "Huh?"

An Chi: "How did you break the phantom?"

"Xiao Hei's strength has no place to rest, I led him around and greeted him for a while, he was broken."

"Drips of water wear through rocks." After An Chi finished speaking, he felt that Feng Qianchi's voice was different from usual, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Give some energy to your red ball."

"Oh."

There was a moment of silence inside, and Anchi thought a lot during the bathing process. Although he didn't understand what kind of grievances Feng Qianchi and Xianmen had, this phantom showed that the relationship between Feng Qianchi and Xianmen was really in dire straits, and The Void Art that Ouyang Yunzheng said...

An Chi asked: "The wind is thousands of feet, is being a fairy better than being a monster?"

"What does An Chi think?"

An Chi: I think you are sick!

Not getting an answer, Feng Qianchi said to himself: "Whether it's a demon or a fairy, it's good to be happy. It's good to have someone to accompany you."

An Chi suddenly realized: Can this boa constrictor live without black feathers?

Feng Qianchi didn't know what An Chi was thinking, and asked in confusion: "It's you, you are full of bad water, why don't you have any demons?"

"I'm full of bad water?"

Feng Qianchi replied with a smile: "Everyone in the world knows."

An Chi suddenly appeared in front of Feng Qianchi who was standing by the table and cast a spell on the red ball on the table, and asked, "What's wrong with it?"

Feng Qianchi poured his true energy seriously, and said: "Just like Xiao Hei, the demons are too big, and the body is damaged."

Feng Qianchi looks like a disaster to the country and the people, but he is used to laughing and laughing on weekdays. Feng Qianchi who works so seriously, is... like a dog.

An Chi blinked, and said: "Things that have not yet opened their minds also have inner demons? Does it... open their minds?"

"Ah."

When Feng Qianchi nodded, he saw Hongqiu slightly opened his eyes, fell asleep again, put away the spell, and said: "From now on, this guy will follow me."

An Chi: "I can't suppress the spiritual thing that has opened my mind."

Feng Qianchi put the red ball into his arms, pinched his nose: "Go to the next door, luckily I have reserved the inn, and I can live in whatever I want."

"?" Seeing Feng Qianchi looking at him, An Chi lowered his head and looked at him, remembering that this person laughed at him for being useless before, raised his wrist, showing his thin arms, and said: "Haha! I didn't find any clothes just now. Look ! What a muscle!"

Feng Qianchi chuckled: "It's a chicken, or a chicken wing. My sparrow's wings in Shu Wushan are also thicker than your chicken wings."

"Heh! All the sparrows in Wushan of Shu are all red birds?"

An Chi sneered, grabbed the clothes on the table, put them on, and turned to go out.

Feng Qianchi walked a few steps quickly, and asked: "Speaking of which, why don't you have a demon?"

How would I know?Hei Ling has become like that, and I have nothing to do with it.Could it be... there is really no demon?

An Chi thought carefully about the things that were on top of his heart after being a human being. Hei Ling, Ouyang Yunzheng, Feng Qianchi, which one didn't make him itch with hatred?

Say he has no demons?

Hahaha, he was afraid that he would die laughing.

Feng Qianchi: "Anchi?"

An Chi stepped forward: "I have no mana, how can I know things that you don't know?"

Feng Qianchi smiled and said, "That's right."

"They..." An Chi glanced at the little monsters with limbs downstairs, and frowned: "It's so strange, I'm afraid others don't know you're here?"

"Yes!" Feng Qianchi's face turned cold suddenly, his black eyes narrowed slightly: "I want to see if this wretched black hand behind the scenes dares to come."

An Chi actually doesn't quite understand, every time it comes to Xianmen, it's fine if you get angry.Now when it comes to dealing with the behind-the-scenes mastermind of Xianmen, you are still angry...

"Haha!" Seeing Feng Qianchi get angry for a while, An Chi felt refreshed instantly, and said, "What are you looking for him for? Could it be that he cleaned up the fairy gate for you, shouldn't you be very happy?"

"..." Feng Qianchi joked unintentionally, frowned and looked at An Chi: "Forget it."

Yoho, really angry?

Watching Feng Qianchi enter the room, An Chi turned around and looked at the situation downstairs.

Ever since Ouyang Yunzheng revealed that he was Bai Mei's reincarnation, now it's almost full-term, and there is a fate, which leads to Ouyang Xun.The progress of this matter is slow, and in the end it is still the shadow of a thousand feet of strange wind.

Since everyone is afraid of the wind...

An Chi touched Moxin on his waist, walked downstairs swaggeringly, and headed towards the gate of the inn.

The little demon stopped him: "What are you doing, young master?"

"Feng Qianchi is hungry, I'll go out and buy some food for him and come back."

The little demon laughed: "How can such a trivial matter bother you, the young master, you can just go."

"Do you know what he likes to eat?"

The little demon replied with a smile: "I know!"

"I mean...do you know what he likes to eat, or do I know what he likes to eat?"

"..." The little demon looked flattering: "Of course it's you, young master."

An Chi walked out of the inn, thought for a while, and pointed at Xiao Yao: "Don't tell him about my going out, I'm surprised... happy! Do you understand?"

"Understand!!"

Xiao Yao smiled clearly: "Surprise! Surprise!"

An Chi compared his thumbs and praised with sparkling eyes: "Sensible!"

Here, An Chi rubbed the goosebumps on his arms that made him sick, and entered the dimly lit place in Mujia Town.

On the other side, Ouyang Yunzheng and Lin Qiuhe in Mu's Village looked up at the dark night full of stars with their hands behind their hands on the dimly lit eaves.

There was a wind blowing, lifting Ouyang Yunzheng's ear hair, and the lights on his sculpted face were flickering on and off, so there was still a trace of unresolved melancholy in those dull eyes.

"Qiu He."

Lin Qiuhe blinked: "?"

"The six immortal gates have been robbed this time, there must be ghosts inside."

Lin Qiuhe was surprised: "In your opinion, Yi Shanjun's penetration method did not find out this person. Is it because Yishan Jun concealed the penetration of the five masters?"

Ouyang Yunzheng nodded: "The people who heard the news at the Hua family that night, besides the five masters, were also the disciples of the five great immortal sects. You, me, the sons of the Luo family, the Mu family, the Shang family, and the three families. I thought about it carefully. Compared with these three sons, they have mediocre cultivation, no big thoughts, and no ability or intention to create an illusion of real fire."

Lin Qiuhe thought for a while, and said: "So, only you, me, Yishan Jun, and the five masters are left. Yun Zheng, is there anyone who doubts?"

Ouyang Yunzheng shook his head lightly: "The real fire on the Patriarch of the Hua family can be checked, but unfortunately he died strangely, and his soul flew away. Without a soul, there will be no clues. But it can attract people who know the soul. Feel like it's been a while?"

"You mean..." Lin Qiuhe frowned: "During the battle at Kunshan, Shi Qiusha received the spiritual consciousness of the Yu clan, but isn't this Shi Qiusha still under seal? Could it be that this person has something to do with Shi Qiusha?"

Ouyang Yunzheng frowned slightly: "I have been to Mount Kun just now, and Shi Qiusha's seal is intact. People related to Shi Qiusha..."

In the middle of speaking, Ouyang Yunzheng frowned, and after a while, he said a few words: "Hei Ling and Feng Qianchi hate Xianmen. If the two join forces, it should be easy to create a real fire illusion."

Lin Qiuhe nodded: "With both motivation and ability, there is no one else in this world. It's just that Feng Qianchi has become a fairy, and it is really difficult to deal with. The only way for us right now is to gather the treasures corresponding to the twelve stars as soon as possible, and open the clouds and sky. Mystery."

"Yeah." Ouyang Yunzheng's eyes were full of melancholy.

Lin Qiuhe: "Looking at you, you seem to be puzzled?"

Ouyang Yunzheng: "I think something went wrong, this is not the case. If that person is not Feng Qianchi or Hei Ling, we will go to Yunkong Secret Realm, and it will be exactly what we want."

"If you don't go to Yunkong Secret Realm, what if it's really them? The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, and the truth will always be revealed to the world. About An Chi..." Lin Qiuhe patted Ouyang Yunzheng on the shoulder: "You know, the wind is thousands of feet won't hurt him."

"Ah."

When it comes to Anchi, Ouyang Yunzheng always says very little.

Lin Qiuhe sighed slightly: "I'm going back to my room, I'm going to rest earlier."

This time, Ouyang Yunzheng seemed to have never heard of it.

Lin Qiuhe shook his head and went back to the room.

Ouyang Yunzheng stood for a long time, and finally the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "I almost forgot that the master's spiritual consciousness has also been lost for 20 years."

This means that the culprit who captured the spiritual consciousness of the Yu clan and provoked the disaster in Kunshan was the same person as the person who captured the spiritual consciousness of Bai Nu.

But this person will not be Feng Qianchi who almost wiped out the Xianmen because of the battle of Kunshan, let alone Hei Ling who became the demon sect because of the battle of Kunshan.

"As long as it's not them, everything is not difficult."

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The next day.

Ouyang Xun and the five immortal sects are discussing how to investigate the disappearance of the Cloud-Treading Boots in Mujiazhai.Hearing the bangs of "ding ding dong dong", I only felt that a large wave of monsters was coming.

Several people hurriedly worked together to set up the enchantment, and looked up to the outside of the Shuibo Gate. There were monsters and ghosts, and the mountains and plains were covered with darkness.

Among the dark monsters, the two faces, one black and one white, are particularly conspicuous.

"Devil Sect Black Ling!"

"Shuwu City Lord!"

"How many demons are here? I'm afraid they are dispatched collectively!"

Everyone was terrified.

Yi Shanjun came out: "Don't panic, wait for the old man to go and have a look."

"I go."

Ouyang Yunzheng stopped Yi Shanjun from where he was going, and walked out of the Shuibo Gate.

On a flat field, three men with jade faces and fairy appearances (eye-catching, excited) stood.But when enemies meet each other, everyone's eyes are like sharp knives. (fear, avoidance)

This morning is colorful.

Ouyang Yunzheng's expression was pale: "What do you mean?"

Feng Qianchi has never liked to talk to Ouyang Yunzheng, and now he is even more arrogant: "No one can leave, this city mainly checks the mountain."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand lightly without any doubt, and there was the sound of "ding ding dong dong" advancing.

Ouyang Yunzheng frowned slightly: "He... disappeared?"

Feng Qianchi glanced at the other party with his eyeballs in hatred, but did not deny it.

Ouyang Yunzheng looked embarrassed: "How long has it been?"

The wind is a thousand feet away.

Hei Ling smiled slightly, with a murderous look in his eyes, but his tone was extremely calm: "Six hours."

Six hours!

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