Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

Lingyun Sect, Mozhu Peak.

"Seventh Junior Brother, what's wrong, Junior Sister is missing." Mu Qianjue's voice was filled with anxiety.

Hearing the sound, Mo Jinghong withdrew from practice and walked out of the cave.

When Mu Qianjue saw Mo Jinghong, he stepped forward and said, "Seventh Junior Brother, we have searched the entire Lingyun Sect, but we have not found our little junior sister, so we can only come to find you."

Mo Jinghong's dark eyes were deep, "When did you disappear?"

Mu Qianjue's peach blossom eyes were a little anxious, "I don't know, aren't we going to participate in the sect competition? I went to find her to discuss something, but I searched the entire tenth peak and found no one. I sent a message She didn't reply, but when I asked Luan Jin, she said she had disappeared for a month."

"Have Wentianfeng looked for it?" Mo Jinghong asked.

A month ago, he entered the cultivation state after confirming that Feng Qingran had returned to the Tenth Peak.

This month, the formation at the entrance of Lingyun Sect has not fluctuated, so the person must still be inside the sect.

Mu Qianjue's face was full of surprise, "Ask Tianfeng? Is the old man back?"

Lingyun Sect's peaks, only if the owner is within the sect, can they enter the peak.

"It's been a month and you haven't seen him?" Mo Jinghong's eyes flashed slightly, Ye Wentian couldn't stay in one place honestly.

When Mo Jinghong saw Mu Qianjue shaking his head in affirmation, he was even more sure that Ye Wentian was abnormal.

Every time Ye Wentian returns to Lingyun Sect, he has to search every mountain peak before he is willing to answer Tianfeng's questions honestly.

Mo Jinghong summoned Luan Jin.

When Mu Qianjue saw Luan Jin, he took a step back unconsciously.

This is a ferocious beast, so the little junior sister is so ignorant that she dares to ride on Luan Jin's back.

Luan Jin now looked like a spiritual crane. He walked up to Mo Jinghong and bowed his head in salute.

"After the young master returned to the peak, she asked me to take her to Yuehua Peak. She said she would come to see you the next day, but she has not come back since. I thought she was at Mozhu Peak, so I paid no attention to her." Luan Jin said in a voice. Slightly trembling.

If Feng Qingran had an accident in Lingyun Sect, Mo Jinghong would not let him go.

There was a cold light in Mo Jinghong's eyes, and a biting chill ran through his body, "Take us to Yuehua Peak."

Mo Jinghong flew down on Luan Jin's back and motioned for Mu Qianjue to come up.

Mu Qianjue waved the folding fan and said, "Seventh Junior Brother, I can handle the sword."

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Yuehua Peak is surrounded by ancient trees and greenery, and the scenery is pleasant.

The Luan Brocade fell in one place, "This is where the young master wields his sword."

When Mu Qianjue heard Luan Jin's words, he went down to look for him.

"Wait a moment." Mo Jinghong stopped Mu Qianjue from entering Yuehua Peak, his eyes flashing sharply.

The aura of Yuehua Peak is very wrong.

The two of them stood like this in mid-air.

After waiting for about half an hour, the ancient trees on Yuehua Peak shifted and the ground shook.

But other peaks were not affected at all.

Mu Qianjue's face was full of surprise, who did this?

Mo Jinghong's cold voice sounded, "A formation has been set up on this mountain. About every hour, the layout of the mountain will change. Once you enter the mountain, your cultivation will be lost, and you must break the formation to get out."

After hearing the formation, Mu Qianjue immediately thought of Liu Canglan.

Could it be that the senior brother was dragged too hard by the junior sister, so he locked the junior sister here?

"Her aura is near Yuehua Peak." Mo Jinghong withdrew his consciousness and his eyes fell on a thousand-year-old tree away from Yuehua Peak.

Feng Qingran is wearing colorful mysterious clothes. Things there should not dare to hurt her!

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at the same time.

Feng Qingran and Ye Wentian collapsed on the ground.

Feng Qingran asked tiredly: "Master, is there an exit from this sword tomb?"

"I don't know either." Ye Wentian looked embarrassed.

This month, Ye Wentian has been tortured quite a lot.

Let’s talk about it after he returned to Lingyun Sect.

After he returned to Wentian Peak, the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became.

He came up with an idea to trick Feng Qingran into getting the "Nine Swords of Tiangang" from Mo Jinghong.

So, he quietly followed Feng Qingran to Yuehua Peak.

When Feng Qingran arrived at Yuehua Peak, he actually took out an innate spiritual treasure and made a blood contract.

Then he took out a fire stick contract...

As a result, when Feng Qingran's blood dripped into the iron rod, a huge suction force suddenly appeared, and the suction force was extremely powerful.

Before he could react, he was pulled into the sword tomb.

The Sword Tomb is surrounded by fog, and the visibility is only one foot.

There are no swords below the sixth grade in the Sword Tomb.

And after falling here, he lost all his spiritual power and couldn't use any magic.

He could only slowly look for an exit.

Since the sword tomb was dark, he didn't know how long he had been looking for it. Then he met Feng Qingran.

Feng Qingran's skin was as crystal clear as jade and her clothes were clean and tidy, which was in sharp contrast to him.

He was in a state of utter disarray, and there were knife cuts on his clothes.

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"Master, you are so unreliable, don't you know the exit from Lingyun Sect's Sword Tomb?"

"I didn't even know Lingyun Sect had a sword tomb..." Ye Wentian shook his head and looked at Feng Qingran again.

The little apprentice’s clothes were so clean, he was so envious!

"Little apprentice, your colorful mysterious clothes can be made bigger or smaller. Why don't you make it bigger, cut some materials, and make me a set of clothes?" Ye Wentian's eyes were burning, and Feng Qingran's heart was fixed. panic.