"Sister Ling, are we going to the Dream Valley now?" Xiao Zi looked at Sister Ling who was smiling from ear to ear. She knew that the Xuanyuan family must have given Sister Ling a lot of good things. Look how happy she was.

"Fantasy Dream Valley? No, let's not look for him yet. I have to go somewhere first." Fu Ling'er thought about it. Wanqi Yuan was building the Qiankun Palace in full swing. There would be nothing for her to do there. She might as well go look for her friends.

So, she immediately told Xiao Zi,

"Xiao Zi, let's go find Qian Ming and the others and give them a surprise. Let's go to the Second Heaven."

"Ah? Sister Ling, are you sure this is a surprise, not a shock?" Xiao Zi said this, but her hands did not slow down at all. She quickly put away the spaceship and handed it to Fu Ling'er to put away.

The two stood in the air, their clothes fluttering. Fu Ling'er took out the Qiankun pen. She couldn't wait to see her friends and didn't want to sit on the spaceship for several months.

With a light stroke, he watched the space crack open layer by layer. This magical scene shocked Xiao Zi every time he saw it.

Sometimes he really admired Sister Ling, who was still calm even with such a magical weapon. He remembered Sister Ling once said that a magical weapon can be used at will, but it cannot be used reliably, otherwise it will lose its original meaning. At that time, Xiao Zi seemed to understand, but later he gradually understood that Sister Ling was living a transparent and carefree life, and would not be bound by anything.

Fu Linger took back the Qiankun pen and said hello.

"Walk,"

The two of them stepped into the space crack and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

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In the Second Heaven, a hundred miles outside Daye City, a man covered in blood was running forward. His pale face and torn clothes told everyone that he was at the end of his strength.

The sound of breaking air that came to his ears from time to time made him tired of dodging. Many times he failed to dodge the flying sword energy and his body was already covered in blood.

The people chasing him seemed to be intentionally torturing him, and each sword energy was not fatal.

The man looked back angrily, then used his limited strength to run forward. He had a belief in his heart.

It’s almost there, it’s almost there, he’ll have a chance to survive when he reaches Daye City. He can already see the outline of Daye City from afar, the hope of survival is just ahead.

It was another fierce pursuit, and the whistling wind in his ears reminded him that he had once again brushed shoulders with death.

"Puff," another sword energy flashed across.

The man was wounded again, deep enough to see the bone. He lost his balance and stumbled to the ground. The blood quickly dyed the ground beneath him red. Despair flashed in the man's eyes.

"Hahaha! Run, why don't you run? You bastard, you dare to snatch the woman from your grandpa Hao? Don't you even know how many eyes the Horse King has?" Seeing the man fall to the ground again, a tall and thin man flashed over, followed by two attendants.

The man was tall and slender, like a dry stick, as if it would break if the wind blew. His narrow triangular eyes flashed with excitement, and his high cheekbones protruded abruptly from both sides of his cheeks, making his facial features look particularly clear and sharp. The cheekbones were a little too high, like two small peaks standing on his face, giving people a sense of sharpness and meanness, and making his two attendants look much more handsome.

"Young Master, this guy just doesn't know what's good for him. You invited him to be a guest of the Hao family with good intentions, but he dared to take advantage of Qiao and even seduced the woman that you like. Young Master, such an tactless person deserves to die." Attendant A instigated.

"That's right, young master. He is trampling on your dignity. We must not let him go, young master," Servant B, unwilling to be outdone, also added fuel to the fire, as if he was the one stepping on the man, with a flash of satisfaction in his eyes.

"You're right. Go and give our noble young master a good 'entertainment' and let him know what will happen if he challenges Master Hao. You're just a casual cultivator and you dare to look down on my Hao family. See how capable you are," Hao Jianren was so angry when he thought of the humiliation he suffered at the hands of Nian Qingui that he kicked Nian Qingui hard on the hind leg again.

"Crack," a sound of broken bones was heard, accompanied by a cry of pain.

Nian Qingui glared at Hao Jianren in front of him with gritted teeth. This was a despicable, shameless and vulgar bastard.

Thinking of Miss Han Shuang who died because of him, he felt extremely guilty. A bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes of hatred, and he wished he could tear the person in front of him into pieces.

"You despicable villain, how could Miss Han Shuang fall for a lowly person like you? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? What kind of person are you? Aren't you afraid of dirtying people's eyes? Your Hao family is such a filthy place, and you have the nerve to invite your grandfather to it? Bitch, you just wait, don't let me get the chance, otherwise, I will never let you and your Hao family go."

Although Nian Qingui was in great pain and in an extremely dangerous situation, his momentum was not reduced at all, and was even stronger than before. He tightly grasped the long sword that was already covered with cracks, and struggled to support his shaky body. He held his breath and stood up tremblingly.

His eyes, which were already extremely fierce, shot straight at Hao Jianren across from him like sharp arrows, and the murderous intent and determination contained in them made people shudder. Nian Qingui put on a desperate posture, as if he was going to perish together with the other party in the next moment.

As the saying goes, the ruthless are afraid of the violent, and the violent are afraid of the desperate.

At this moment, Nian Qingui had obviously put life and death aside and was completely determined. There was a determination in his eyes to face death, as if he would not hesitate to sacrifice his own life as long as he could give the enemy a fatal blow.

Faced with Nian Qingui's terrifying appearance, even the arrogant Hao Jianren was frightened. He stood there blankly, not knowing what to do for a moment, and a sense of fear rose in his heart.

"Bah! You dare to insult the young master when you are about to die. I think you are looking for death. Young master, just wait, I will kill him now," Servant A rushed forward with a broken knife in his hand.

The two figures soon engaged in battle. Amidst the flashing of swords and sabers, the two figures collided with each other and quickly retreated, making "bang bang bang" sounds.

Soon, Nian Qingui's strong breath was about to loosen, but he was unwilling to give up. He once again rushed up by burning his life.

This place is not far from the east gate of Daye City. You can see the city gate after turning a corner. At this time, people came here from a long distance. Seeing people fighting here, they didn't dare to watch the excitement. They didn't even dare to raise their heads and quickly went towards the city gate.

In the woods beside the road, there was a distortion in the space, and suddenly, a crack appeared in that space.

A foot wearing a pair of embroidered shoes with oriental pearls on the uppers stepped out of the dark space crack.

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