salted fish soaring

A white figure flew out slantingly, with its skirt fluttering, drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air, and came straight towards Song Qianji.

Song Qianji drew out the sword subconsciously, but the comer had no killing intent on him, and he came in an aboveboard manner, not an assassin.

A familiar face zooms in rapidly.Song Qianji lost his mind for a moment——

Why did Miao Yan fly over with a comb? What is she going to do?

"you……"

At the moment when he hesitated, the scene in front of him suddenly distorted.

Everyone saw a beautiful female cultivator flying across the sky, grabbing Song Qianji's torn sleeve.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Fairy Miaoyan?

A white light flew out of Miaoyan's palm, like a dagger cutting through the night in front of the two of them.

Miaoyan is a sound repairer, and does not touch weapons.What's more, she has always been the face of Xianyinmen, under the watchful eyes of everyone, she will never do anything out of line, the most she can do is say a few words to Song Qianji.

Perhaps even Song Qianji himself thought so.

Everyone tacitly agreed that Miaoyan couldn't harm Song Qianji, but they didn't expect the latter to be taken away directly.

Things happened so fast, Meng Heze, who had been personally taught by Song Qianji, and Ji Chen, who was good at long-distance sending and receiving lines, didn't react. They could only watch helplessly as they disappeared out of thin air.

The cheers stopped abruptly.

"Brother...is gone?!" Ji Chen exclaimed.

"Chase!" Meng Heze said urgently.

"Which way are you chasing?"

"Past--"

The surrounding fields are vast, and the moon and stars are scarce.

Meng Heze drew his sword in a daze.

Everyone was astonished at this moment, no less than when they saw the legendary beast and Hua Chunshan just now.

"What secret treasure did Fairy Miaoyan use to break through the space and teleport in an instant?"

"King Song was abducted by Fairy Miaoyan?! Sure enough, he can catch up with everything after living for a long time!"

As we all know, Song Qianji and Miaoyan do not deal with each other.

When Song Qianji was just a young disciple of Huawei Sect, he became the first person to question the beauty standards in the cultivation world because of the phrase "pink skull".

On Huawei Mountain, Song Qianji, one person and one Xiao, faced the Xian Music Troupe, Miao Yan was defeated, and the strings of the pipa were broken, and then He Qingqing, the master sister of Xianyinmen, stepped forward to take over Song Qianji's Xiao Sheng.

Miaoyan is invincible with two sharp weapons, her astonishing beauty and sound cultivation, but she is repeatedly denied and attacked by Song Qianji.

Who would not be resentful if it was changed.

Just now, after being rescued by Song Qianji, some people in the crowd clamored for Xianyinmen to hand him over, but they were quickly dissuaded.

Half of it was because of the disparity in combat power between the two, and the other half was because of Song Qianji's reputation for being romantic. Most people guessed that he owed a new romantic debt, which caused the incident tonight.

"Fairy Miaoyan can't beat King Qianqu. She can take this man away, but she can't keep him. Why should we worry about it?"

"This is King Qianqu's private matter, and it's probably not easy for outsiders to interfere."

Meng Heze was thinking about nonsense, his senior would never have anything to do with Miaoyan, but when he turned around, Wei Zhenyu had disappeared.

"Over there! He's chasing Fairy He!" Ji Chen said in surprise.

"Come up." Meng Heze didn't say a word, La Jichen jumped on his flying sword, and chased after the sword, while sending a voice transmission to Wei Zhenyu: "Senior brother has been abducted, the situation is unknown, you still have time to chase others fairy run?"

Wei Zhenyu wanted to scold him, but he didn't know what to think of, and his tone slowed down: "The moment the incident happened, everyone panicked, only Fairy He left the team immediately and rushed to the southwest."

Ji Chen: "You mean, He Qingqing knows where Miao Yan has gone?"

Wei Zhenyu explained surprisingly patiently: "The two sects of Xianyinmen have been fighting for a long time. Miaoyan and He Qingqing, two 'big sisters', were pushed out by Wang Shu and Jiang Yun to support the sect and compete for superiority. Of course He Qingqing will Beware of Miao Yan, even if she doesn't know the exact location of Miao Yan, she should have tracking means, otherwise how can she make a decisive move?"

The person who knows you best is not necessarily yourself, maybe your opponent.

Meng Heze secretly hated himself for not being as sharp as Wei Zhenyu: "He Qingqing has accelerated, do you have a faster flying magic weapon?"

Wei Zhenyu talked about the conditions: "I have a high-level small cloud shuttle, I can take you with me. After I find Song Qianji, I will see him alone first."

"No problem." Ji Chen agreed.

Meng Heze spoke at the same time as him: "Find it first and then talk about it."

The three of them rushed forward, and at the same time sent a message to go back, telling Qianqu disciples and Mobei disciples to join forces temporarily, stand still and watch and help each other.

Yun Shuo streaked across the night, embellished behind the blue streamer.

……

The moon passed through the clouds, halfway out from the edge of the cliff.

There is no sound of birds or animals around, only the roar of the strong wind and the roar of the water under the cliff.

"Where is this?" Song Qianji asked.

Miao Yan looked at him in the dim moonlight, and saw that he was frowning slightly, as if he was just a little puzzled and surprised, and found it troublesome, but not angry.

Or maybe it wasn't worth his annoyance.

"I don't know either. But I'm sure we've come a long way."

Miao Yan spread out her palm, the light of the horizontal comb was dim, and broke from it, breaking into two pieces.

This is a consumable artifact, once used it is discarded.

The cliff is too high, and the mountain wind is bitingly cold.

When Miao Yan saw the sword in Song Qianji's hand, she couldn't help but shuddered, thinking that even if Song Qianji killed her with one sword and pushed her off the cliff, there would be no trace left.

But the man sighed: "Such a secret treasure could have saved your life in times of crisis, you shouldn't be so impulsive to waste it."

Miao Yan suddenly wanted to cry, and forcibly suppressed it.

If Song Qianji scolded her for misconduct, or mocked her for being stupid, she could still stay awake, but now she said loudly, "I'm not impulsive!"

"Why?" Song Qianji asked, taking off the foxtail bracelet, revealing his true face.

Miao Yan said: "If I don't do this, you won't see me, and you won't answer my questions."

"Just ask."

Miao Yan looked straight at him: "Song Xun is not Song Xun. Why did you lie to me?"

Song Qianji: "Since He Yun is not He Yun, Song Xun is certainly not Song Xun."

"Yes, I lied to you too." Miao Yan asked again, "Aside from your identity, what you said to He Yun is also false?"

"The questions you asked me that night, I answered the truth."

Song Qianji thought of He Yun's confusion and obsession, and felt absurd for a moment.

Miao Yan resented and said angrily: "You have to tell the truth even if you have a false identity, what do you really want?!"

Do you just want to see me end up like this?

Are you just trying to drive me crazy?

Song Qianji was startled when he heard the words, and couldn't help sighing:

"Troubles don't look for others, people look for their own troubles, Fairy Miaoyan, I don't owe you. Everyone likes you, and I'm not the only one. You have to accept that some people don't like you. You ask me what I want, I just I want nothing to do with you."

His tone was very calm, not intentionally insulting or angry, just stating the facts.

Because of this, every time he said a word, Miao Yan felt as if someone stabbed him in the face.

The sword is deadly, dripping with blood.

It turns out that you don't need to use a real sword to kill people.

Miao Yan felt that she had died once, she swallowed sweetly in her throat, and seemed to be crying and laughing: "If I'm not Miao Yan, it's just He Yun?!"

Song Qianji pointed to the sky.

The night was low, half of the moon was hidden in the mountains, and the other side was hidden in the clouds, and only a faint brilliance could be seen through the clouds.

"If you want to get the nine-day true moon, go find it yourself. There is no boat on the road, who can take you there?"

The sea of ​​clouds is vast, and there is no one to send them off, so how can we "send them off".

Song Qianji's pupils were like calm lake water under the moonlight.

Miao Yan was stunned, and murmured: "It turned out to be a misunderstanding. He Yun is fake, Song Xun is fake, Miao Yan is not fake? Where is my real moon? When will the real snowstorm come out?" Array?"

Song Qianji frowned suddenly, signaling her to keep silent.

After a while, the sound of footsteps, armor clashing, and disputes continued to approach.

There are quite a few people, there are thousands of people.

The towering boulders and tall and straight green pines happened to block the two of them tightly.

Song Qianji breathed a sigh of relief, it wasn't an ambush, the two groups were focused on guarding against each other, and didn't notice that there was someone behind the rock.

Although the two teams had friction, they were obviously discussing and communicating. This kind of kind is generally not a deadly enmity, but a competition for unowned treasures and the distribution of the obtained resources.

He was not interested in participating in the treasure hunt in the secret realm, and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped.

He heard his name.

Miao Yan's face turned pale, and she obviously heard the words of one of the group:

"Just now, someone spread the news that Song Qianji is also in the secret realm."

Song Qianji thought to himself, the news spread really fast.

The second sentence sounded:

"Sect Leader Xu Yun's secret order, if he comes, do everything possible to kill him in the secret realm."

Master Xuyun?

Song Qianji's heart moved slightly. He met many sects along the way, but he never met anyone from the Huawei Sect.

After Huawei Sect closed the mountain gate, the status of the sect fell to the bottom, and Xu Yun could not retreat.

On the contrary, it is Chen Hongzhu's Xiaohua Weizong, who has experienced many setbacks, but is thriving day by day.

Three years ago, Hua Weizong used the remnant soul of his predecessor to kill him, but he cast a psychological shadow on him. Where does he have the confidence now?

Could it be that Xuyun has found the dead sea silver lotus, and his cultivation base has greatly improved, and he has already broken through?

While Song Qianji was thinking about it, he suddenly heard another female voice, slightly familiar:

"No way! King Qianqu occupies all the hearts of the people, and your master is unknown, which will definitely affect the prestige of the sect!"

It was Chen Hongzhu.