How can a fairy be a villain?

Qu Yong leaned down, shook his hand around his waist, and then held a gleaming silver dagger tightly in his hand.

"Don't disturb her, one hit will kill her!"

Hearing that Lihuamao understands, with a flash of those emerald green eyes, he led Qu Yong and disappeared on the hill.

On the plain, the grass was taller than his waist, and Qu Yong walked through it with a bowed body, his steps were as light as a cat, and even his eyes turned into emotionless vertical pupils.

Soon, he touched the side of the man in purple.

Putting the dagger to his lips, a ghostly look flashed in Qu Yong's eyes, and a wisp of white smoke spewed out from his mouth, covering the dagger with a layer of hoarfrost.

Taking a deep breath, Qu Yong's forehead seemed to have flowing water light and shadow, flowing down the top of his head and pouring into his whole body. It was the god-level Zhou Tian of Lianchi Tiangong.

Soon Qu Yong's body could not be seen clearly, like a phantom.

After adjusting his state to the peak, Qu Yong held the dagger in front of his eyes and gave Lihua a look.

The reason why he was so cautious about a person with the ninth level of earth lock was that Qu Yong was afraid that this 'Shen family confidant' would have a treasure that would inform Shen Fengchen, so he would not be able to give him any chance.

After all, he still counted on the Shen family's helpers to get him a spot in the Sword Questing Club.

After getting ready, the raccoon cat's pupils flashed, and Qu Yong appeared ten meters away from the purple-clothed man.

The dagger contains a strange poison, just one cut, one breath, can separate life and death.

With a body like a shooting star, Qu Yong left the most splendid posture in his life, stretching out a short dagger straight to the throat, the standard movements can be written into the exercise template.

In his line of sight, the purple-clothed man paused, raised his bamboo hat slightly and looked this way.

...

Qu Yong's evil smile froze, and within [-] seconds, he made the fastest reaction.

Putting away his legs and pressing down on the dagger, the tall grass was crushed in an instant.

With a beautiful sliding knee, he slowly stopped at Ziyi's feet, and the dagger in his hand plowed a whole mark on the ground behind him.

"Shen, brother Shen?"

He looked up, and it was none other than the cold face that he remembered deeply under the bamboo hat.

At this moment, Shen Fengchen's eyes were indifferent, and he grinned and said:

"Why don't you do it?"

Hearing these words, Qu Yong felt cold sweat all over his back, he quickly got up and cupped his hands and said, "Brother Shen, I misunderstood, I, I admitted the wrong person."

"If you know it's Brother Shen, you won't dare to offend me even if you give me 1 guts."

Seeing Qu Yong's appearance, Shen Fengchen took off the bamboo hat on his head, put it on his chest and asked with a sneer:

"Then who do you want to kill?"

"Ok?"

Qu Yong swallowed his saliva, he wanted to kill the woman without anyone noticing, but he didn't expect to meet the master directly, looking at Shen Fengchen's attire, he probably knew about it...

broken bad broken...

Just when Qu Yong was feeling uneasy, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the raccoon cat on his shoulder staring at him gloomyly, and he froze for a moment.

Forget it, just make a mistake!

In short, this Shen Fengchen still owes me Wang Xianshui's favor, even if I don't go to the sword meeting, I shouldn't take revenge on Lianchi Tiangong because of one of my subordinates.

"Brother Shen is bothering you, Qu will leave now!"

"Wait!"

Shen Fengchen took a step forward, and put his hand on the hilt of his sword. The three kinds of people he despises the most in his life, one of them is the one who starts to mess up and ends up abandoning, not to mention...

"Qu Yong."

"Since you have seen my attire, you must have understood that I am in charge of this matter, so you dare to leave in a hurry?"

"Could it be...you still want to find her!"

Hearing Shen Fengshen's words, Qu Yong gritted his teeth, and finally said in a deep voice:

"Brother Shen, I'm the one who shouldn't touch you."

"I will explain the twists and turns to you in the future!"

After saying that, Qu Yong retreated quickly, and a light door appeared behind him, Shen Fengshen snorted coldly when he saw this, raised his hand and threw a blue light, which directly attached to Qu Yong's body.

In the next moment, Qu Yong disappeared into the world.

Holding the sword two steps forward, Shen Fengchen frowned:

"What kind of skill is this Quyong? It's so ghostly, it comes and goes without a trace."

"..."

"Why do you say it's mine?"

After the voice fell, he closed his eyes and felt it carefully, then turned around and walked quickly.

-

Twilight.

On the other side of Longji Mountain, somewhere on a steep cliff.

Murong Jingyan withdrew the Lingyin Shenling, looked at the several young monsters lying on the ground beside her, and shook her head.

Weak, too weak.

Sure enough, as the blue-clothed monk said, the monsters in Longji Mountain are not powerful, except for these cubs, the only sub-adult monster is no more than the strength of Earth Lock Nine Layers.

In front of his own magic hand, it is simply vulnerable.

There are two worlds with Taoism and no Taoism, and the same is true among human beings.

"It's strange, there are many monsters whose physical body is comparable to the second level of Tianfeng, which is marked on Longji Mountain, why haven't I encountered any of them."

Walking to the cliff, she poked her head to look into the abyss below. Murong Jingyan originally wanted to see the boundless darkness, but she suddenly noticed something from the corner of her eye.

There seems to be something hanging on the thick branches growing on the cliff.

"Those are..."

After taking a closer look, Murong Jingyan realized that these were the skeletons of giant beasts, with a three-foot-long humerus and even a two-storey attic-high skull. They didn't look like ordinary monsters.

A gust of wind rose from the abyss below, Murong Jingyan frowned, and could smell a strong smell of blood.

Turning and shifting the star ring, Murong Jingyan walked quickly along the cliff, and not long after, she came to a place where the hanging bones were densest.

Stopping to observe, Murong Jingyan discovered that there is a hidden passageway on the cliff, which is about five feet wide, which can be said to be very huge.

"It turned out that the lair was built on the cliff, hehe..."

The corners of Murong Jingyan's mouth curled up slightly, looking around, the nearby mountains looked very lonely and gloomy under the shadow of dusk, combined with the air waves under the cliff, it seemed to remind Murong Jingyan...

don't go down.

"It seems that this is where the so-called demon king is."

After finding a foothold, Murong Jingyan leaped deep and landed steadily, the red mist rising as fast as clouds under her feet, and she came to the cave in a few leaps.

Wrinkling her nose, Murong Jing's expression was serious, because the cave was really smelly and unpleasant.

Raising a finger, Murong Jingyan lightly tapped forward, and the flowing light condensed by countless flying flowers flew into the cave.

Seeing the red light dissipate into nothing and then explode with a bang, there is nothing in the dark cave except for the incomplete remains of giant beasts at a glance.

"Is it not here?"

Exuding her own energy and blood to light up the darkness, Murong Jingyan walked straight in, but just stepped into the cave less than two feet away, and stopped immediately.

Because the remaining afterglow of the setting sun behind him was swallowed up in an instant, the cave was pitch black.

Turning around suddenly, Murong Jingyan's pupils shrank slightly.

I saw that the five-foot-high cave had been filled by a colossal monster at this moment.

To be precise, it was a huge shadow hanging upside down, resembling an ape, but the hair all over its body was tangled and hanging down, and the two big round eyes were shining with playful light.

-

Abandoned Sword Villa.

Outside a snow hut on the side peak.

A few young and beautiful inner sect girls gathered together in a bamboo pavilion to laugh and chat, looking in the direction of Xuelu from time to time.

"Senior Brother Zhu is finally willing to sit and talk with Senior Sister Lingyuan."

"That's it. They are talented and beautiful. Is there anyone who can be more suitable than Senior Sister Leng Yuan?"

"After today, we will spread the news for Senior Sister as soon as possible..."

In the snow cottage.

Zhu Huan'an took a cup of tea and gently held it in his hand.

"I came today because of the clothes I wore last time."

"Thank you."

Sitting opposite him was a woman in a noble dress with a hairpin. Hearing this, she smiled slightly:

"As long as senior brother opens his mouth, no matter what Leng Yuan can give, he will give it to senior brother."

"It's...any..."

Hearing Leng Yuan's words, coupled with that shy face, Zhu Huan'an just toasted slowly, not knowing what to think.

"By the way, brother, there is no class today, why don't you just stay in my snow hut for a while, and I will call some brothers and sisters to light the fire together later."

Zhu Huan'an sighed, and was just about to take a sip of tea when he suddenly frowned and stared at the finger wrench in his hand.

Putting down the teacup, Zhu Huan'an said in a deep voice:

"I'm leaving."

After speaking, Zhu Huan'an got up on her knees, Leng Yuan immediately got up and chased after seeing this, and stopped in front of Zhu Huan'an:

"Senior brother, how can you leave as soon as you say, we haven't finished our tea yet."

Zhu Huanan frowned slightly: "I have something urgent."

"No, no matter how urgent it is, it won't delay the time for this cup of tea!!"

Leng Yuan, who had always been revered, spoke quickly.

She specially prepared her fancy clothes today to make a fuss with her junior sisters, you must know that in her own family she is like the apple of the eye.

When he was wronged for others, he was naturally unwilling to let it end like this.

Bowing his head and grabbing the cloak from the chair, Zhu Huan'an nodded slightly, but walked straight out of the wooden door.

In the snow, he put on his cloak, leaving only a faint sentence scattered in the wind.

"Sorry, it's very important."