Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

The two men chased him out in a hurry, but unfortunately they only saw an empty alley.

"There is no trace..."

Zhuge Qingchen frowned and looked around.

Song Ci looked around, and his eyes finally landed on the vendors setting up stalls on the street.

"I'll go over and ask." After he said that, he strode over.

"Hey, fellow Taoist, do you want to see something?"

The hawker was dressed in coarse linen clothes, with a sinister eyebrow and a pair of green bean-like eyes.

Seeing Song Ci approaching, he immediately smiled attentively: "These magical weapons are all newly refined, and they are absolutely worth every penny..."

Song Ci stood still and asked straight to the point: "My friend, did you see a man in black robe passing by just now?"

"The man in black robe?"

The hawker looked him up and down with a strange look on his face, "Fellow Taoist, are you looking for Ye Qing'er, Fairy Ye?"

Song Ci nodded.

The hawker suddenly showed an expression of "Sure enough," and sighed a few times: "There are so many people who want to get close to Ye Xianzi, fellow Taoist, you'd better save your energy!"

"Fairy Ye has been kind to us. We came to her to express our gratitude." Zhuge Qingchen couldn't help but interject.

The vendor glanced sideways at them, obviously skeptical of this statement.

People who want to get close to Ye Qing'er can compile a hundred and eighty reasons without repeating them.

"I advise fellow Taoists not to bring trouble on themselves. This Fairy Ye is famous for being cold and arrogant. She doesn't even bother to talk to ants like me..."

Before he finished speaking, a piece of spiritual stone hit the stall in front of him, instantly suppressing all his subsequent words.

Song Ci threw out a spiritual stone indifferently, "Tell me her whereabouts."

The vendor swallowed his saliva, picked up the spirit stone and put it in his pocket, feeling ecstatic in his heart: "Go that way!"

He raised his hand and pointed to the other end.

Song Ci and Zhuge Qingchen looked at each other and quickly rushed out.

After the two left, the vendor lowered his head and stared at the spirit stone in his hand carefully, with excitement on his face.

"Get rich..."

……

Song Ci and Zhuge Qingchen followed the route and rushed there.

After burning the incense, a black-robed figure came into their sight.

Song Ci's heartbeat became more and more roaring like a drum, and he clenched his fists tightly to suppress his excitement.

It should be senior sister...right?

If it weren't for his senior sister, he really couldn't think of anyone else who would help Yun Yanzong survive this disaster.

Moreover, Senior Sister’s strength is also unfathomable. All parties are pointing towards Senior Sister!

He tried hard to control the turbulence in his heart, looked at Zhuge Qingchen, and rushed forward quickly.

"Fairy Ye, please stay!"

The figure in black robes in front of her paused and tilted her head slightly. The bronze mask glowed with cold light, blocking her face so that no one could see through her face.

But the coldness surrounding her is enough to make people understand that she is not an easy person to deal with.

"who are you?"

Her tone was extremely clear, like a jade pearl falling on a plate, but it conveyed an alienation and indifference that would repel people thousands of miles away.

Song Ci narrowed his eyes and discerned carefully.

No, not Senior Sister.

Although the voice and temperament are slightly similar, there is no sense of familiarity at all.

A flash of disappointment flashed through his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and he bowed respectfully: "I am Song Ci, a disciple of the Yunyan Sect. Thanks to your help regarding the Yunyan Sect, I was able to avoid the disaster of destroying the sect. I am here to visit you today. , I hope I can thank you in person."

"My disciple Zhuge Qingchen of the Yunyan Sect, thank you fairy for your help, otherwise the Yunyan Sect would have suffered a great disaster." Zhuge Qingchen also bowed his hands in salute.

The woman in black robe was silent for a long time after hearing this.

She glanced at the two of them and opened her thin lips slightly, "It's just convenient. No need to thank you. I don't need it."

After saying that, she lifted her steps, walked around the two of them, and continued walking forward.

The two froze on the spot, looking at each other.

This Fairy Ye has a very cold temperament as rumored...

"Forget it, since she doesn't want to talk to us anymore, we can't force her." Zhuge Qingchen shook his head and sighed.

Song Ci nodded, put away his distracting thoughts, and left immediately.

……

After sensing that the two people were gone, a strange color flashed across the eyes of the man in black robes, and he quickly quickened his pace and turned the corner in a hurry.

Arriving at the entrance of a remote alley.

Luo Zhiyan took off her black robe and the bronze mask on her face and threw them into her storage bag, then took out a mirror and looked around.

A beautiful and delicate oval-shaped face appeared in the mirror, with distinct features and skin as good as snow, like a beauty stepping out of a painting.

Luo Zhiyan touched the tip of her nose and muttered: "Why did we meet someone from the Yunyan Sect? Fortunately, we were not exposed."

I have to say that Ye Qing'er's identity is really useful, especially in the world of cultivation where the strong are respected. She hides her cultivation and just learns Ye Qing'er's personality and demeanor, and she can hide the truth and deceive everyone. Pile of people.

Anyway, no one knows what Ye Qing'er looks like. Once she wears the black robe and the bronze mask, Ye Qing'er looks like her.

Whatever she wants, as long as she shows an "interested" look, the person next to her will give it to her without saying a word.

This is faster than robbery!

But I didn't expect to meet someone from Yun Yanzong here.

Ye Qing'er had a history with Yun Yanzong and was a little afraid that the people of Yun Yanzong would recognize that he was pretending to be someone else, so he didn't dare to say a word and quickly got rid of the two of them.

Fortunately, those two people didn't find any flaws, otherwise she would have been exposed.

Luo Zhiyan curled her lips and cursed secretly, "It seems that I can no longer pretend to be Ye Qing'er."

After saying that, she raised her hands to straighten her purple clothes, and then walked away.

……

"This Ye Fairy..."

Song Ci frowned, thoughtfully.

Black robe, bronze mask.

Like, very much like!

It was exactly the same as the dress his senior sister once wore!

But Ye Qing'er is not a senior sister.

Is it a coincidence?

Zhuge Qingchen didn't know what he was thinking, except that he was also sighing at Ye Qing'er's grace.

"This Fairy Ye has broken through to the peak of the Divine Transformation stage at a young age. Her talent is rare in this world. It is normal that she does not want to interact with low-level monks like us. Don't be too entangled." He said with relief.

"Yes, I understand." Song Ci nodded and calmed down his emotions.

"Drive! Drive—"

"Go away and don't block this lady's way!"

Horse hooves lined both sides of the street, raising smoke and dust all over the sky.

A muscular white horse with horns on its forehead galloped past carrying a girl in a red dress.

The girl is pretty, about ten years old, petite, willful, and arrogant.

"Miss, please slow down."

A maid chased after him, sweating profusely but unable to do anything and running around in panic.

"Miss, this is a busy city, you must not act recklessly."

The girl glanced back at her and said disgustedly: "You're so noisy. It's not your turn to teach me what I want to do!"

The girl in the red dress whipped the horse's buttocks hard, but her speed increased in vain. In an instant, she was in front of Song Ci and Zhuge Qingchen.

Song Ci took Zhuge Qingchen a few steps back to the side, and happened to avoid the horses to avoid hurting innocent people.

The girl in the red dress glanced at the two of them, snorted coldly, swung the whip in her hand again, and the white horse suddenly increased its speed and rushed out with a roar.

Song Ci frowned, with a vague premonition that if she was allowed to ride down the horse so unscrupulously, casualties would definitely occur.

And from the expressions of the people around them who dared not speak out, it can be seen that the background of the girl in the red dress is very intimidating.

Do not provoke.

Song Ci thought for a while, not wanting to cause more trouble, and walked towards the inn.

But the next second.

Unsurprisingly.