Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

Not far to the east, the direction Thousand Mosquito King flew to.

The mountain trails are dangerous, and the fog in Xianzong is deep.

From a distance, you can see a black and cold mountain range, towering and supporting the sky, and I don't know how tens of millions of mountains it has.

In the mountains, the light is dim, and the miasma is separated from the sky.

In the haze, a big bird can be vaguely seen flapping its wings and hovering in the mist.

If you get closer, you can hear the humming of big birds flapping their wings.There were two young monks sitting cross-legged on the back of the big bird.The two monks were respectively wearing fiery red and snow white robes and masks.

They are tall, thin and elegant.

If you look carefully at the 'big bird' under the two of them, you will be horrified to find that this is not a bird or beast, but a fierce beast unique to Zhengwuzhou, the Swamp Mosquito King.

The snout of the Swamp King Mosquito trembled, and six frightening mouthparts swayed and probed in front of the Thousand Mosquito King.A pair of black bean-like eyes keenly patrolled around.

Qian Qing, who was sitting behind Wan Mosquito King, put her right index finger around her lips, and blew a clear and sweet long whistle from time to time, resounding through the sky.

Behind Qianqing, Lin Zichu, who was holding his waist with one hand, felt the tense abdominal muscles when Qianqing whistled, and couldn't help but wonder why Qianqing whistled so powerfully.

His whistle is not only crisp, but also extremely loud, to the point where the sound can be transmitted thousands of miles away.

The whistling sound attracted more and more swamp mosquitoes.

Looking from a distance, behind the huge King of Mosquitoes, there are countless black spots densely packed like sesame seeds.

It was an uncountable swarm of fierce mosquitoes.

Attracted by Qianqing's whistle, they tried their best to follow behind Qianqing.

A large swarm of mosquitoes is like a black cloud passing through the territory, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

It is also like a bee swarm migrating, with a deafening buzz.

Qian Qing rode on the Ten Thousand Mosquito King, leading the mosquito swarm behind her, flying all the way.

It's like a god descending from the sky, unstoppable.

"Brother," Qian Qing flicked her finger that was completely soaked in saliva, only feeling that her lips were a little numb.The monk was so strong and felt uncomfortable. One could imagine how many times Qianqing had blown the whistle just now.He turned his head and said to Lin Zichu with a roaring voice: "This level should be enough, right?"

Lin Zichu nodded, seeing Qianqing's hard work, couldn't help leaning on his back, and raised his hand to stroke Qianqing's hair.

"Enough." Lin Zichu replied loudly: "No matter how hard Dongling Xianzong works, no one can attract so many swamp mosquito kings like you."

These words were a bit arrogant and loud, which didn't seem to fit Lin Zichu's personality.

Lin Zichu really didn't look like someone who would say such a thing.According to his personality, even if it is a certainty, he will not say that he will win and so on.

But as long as it involves Qianqing, seeing Qianqing working so hard, Lin Zichu will feel a strong sense of pride in his heart, which makes him extremely confident, trusting Qianqing beyond everything, and feeling that no one in the world can compare to Qianqing.

Lin Zichu's mood was agitated, and he gently leaned his head on Qianqing's shoulder.

Qian Qing looked back at the sun, calculated the time, and said: "Brother, there is still half an hour before the competition is over. Let's go back."

"it is good."

Qian Qing patted Wan Mosquito King's neck and said, "Let's go, we're going back."

The other monks of Dongling Xianzong and Kuendingzong had already been waiting at the gathering place.

They are not very clear about the terrain of Optimus Pillar, and they are afraid that if they miss the time, the result of the competition will be invalidated.

Only Qian Qing, relying on Wan Mosquito King's familiarity with the terrain here, dared to rush back half an hour before the end of the competition.

When the two of Qianlin were still some distance away from the meeting point, the monks of Dongling Xianzong and Kuendingzong had already released the swamp mosquito kings they had captured in advance, and counted them one by one.

Dongling Xianzong is worthy of being the number one sect in Liaoji Continent, and its disciples have extremely high fighting skills. On the Pillar of the Sky in Zhengwu Continent, those who are not familiar with the place of life actually captured two of the Hundred Mosquito King 550 and the Thousand Mosquito King [-]. Even the King of Ten Thousand Mosquitoes captured two heads!

On the other hand, Shouxi almost sighed when he looked at the results of the battle of the monks of the Kumo sect.

Under the Kumo Sect, a total of 53 Hundred Mosquito Kings, five Thousand Mosquito Kings, and Ten Thousand Mosquito Kings were captured.

"Hehe." The monk who led the Dongling Xianzong team chuckled twice, looked at the time, and said, "Where are the two boys wearing masks in your sect? If they dare not come out, it goes without saying That's all."

At this moment, a loud buzzing was heard behind him.

A young man said loudly:

"Who dares to come out!"

The leader monk of Dongling Xianzong looked back in astonishment.

I saw a dense swarm of mosquitoes gathered behind me, as if the buzzing sound of a swarm of bees was coming from the swarm of mosquitoes behind me.

There are two monks, condescending, standing on the head of a mountain-sized mosquito king.

After saying that, two monks, one red and one white, suddenly jumped from the head of the Ten Thousand Mosquito King.

The violent fall caused the robes of the two to bulge and be lifted, and the black hair was thrown back wildly.

The body shape is like a sky-splitting giant sword, with a strong aura of destroying heaven and earth, falling fiercely from a high altitude.

When the two stood firm, the swamp under their feet had been smashed into a deep depression in the shape of four footprints.

Qianqing covered her eyes, looked at the sunlight by the mountain, and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great, we've caught up."

Then he sneered again and again: "Who said that the result of the competition is needless to say?"

The leading monk was frightened by the mosquito swarm behind him, and then saw Qianqing and Lin Zichu fell to the ground in shock, and fell silent for a moment, not knowing what to say in response.

If calculated carefully, Qianqing and Lin Zichu did come here at the last moment, and the result of the competition was valid.The leading monk really didn't expect that a monk could come here in such a short time, so he thought that his side would definitely win.Just now he had spoken so deadly, now Qian Qing interrupted him, it was really embarrassing.

The leading monk said hoarsely: "The Swamp Mosquito King you captured..."

Seeing Qianqing wave her hand, pointing at the swarm of mosquitoes that looked like dark clouds behind her, she said: "These are the marsh mosquito kings tamed by me and elder brother, how many are there, please ask the Taoist friends of Dongling Immortal Sect to replace the two of us." Check it out."

The cultivators of the End of Suffering Sect couldn't control it anymore, yelled, rushed forward, and surrounded their little fairy master.

The monk of Dongling Xianzong raised his head, his consciousness scattered, as if he wanted to take stock.

But they soon gave up, looking at each other, dejected.

Such a huge number of mosquito swarms, it would take a year and a half for ordinary people to count them.

But the monk can know the approximate number just by looking up.

Someone said in a hoarse voice: "This...is this bringing all the swamp mosquito kings from Optimus Prime?"

"Who is that kid?"

"At this age...is it possible? No, it shouldn't be."

"Hey, my Great Eastern Tomb Immortal Sect's face is completely lost by me and the others..."

The leading monk of the Dongling Immortal Sect came out with an ugly expression, clasped his fists at the monks of the Kumo Sect, and said, "Today, I know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. There are so many heroes in the world! I am not enough in cultivation, arrogant and arrogant, and throw everything away!" It hurt Xianzong's face. I beg fellow Taoists not to take it to heart. Let me leave now."

Consciously ashamed to climb the Optimus Pillar again, to participate in the martial arts event, turn around and leave here.

"Wait a minute."

Lin Zichu hurriedly stopped him, saying: "It's a mere game, how can you take it seriously. You all come to Zhengwuzhou from thousands of miles, how can you come back if you don't come to Zhengyang Immortal Sect?"

Seeing that Lin Zichu was trying to persuade her to stay, Qian Qing also said, "That's right, you Zhu..."

As soon as Lin Zichu said the word "Zhu", Lin Zichu knew what Qian Qing wanted to say.

He raised his hand, gently covered Qianqing's mouth, and blocked the words behind him.

Lin Zichu knew what Qian Qing was going to say.

You, Senior Brother Zhu, can’t be favored by my subordinates, let alone you?

When Lin Zichu made such a block, Qianqing choked back what she blurted out.

Shouxi didn't want to fall out with the monks of the Dongling Immortal Sect from the beginning to the end, so as not to cause trouble for the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, so he quickly comforted him: "Daoist friends of the Dongling Immortal Sect, your brothers are not here, go back alone, I'm afraid it's not good. It's more important to join them."

With the help of Qianqing and Lin Zichu's cheating, the rest of the monks of the Kumo sect won the competition, and they were in a happy mood, so they didn't care about anything at the moment.

Xu Wangwen clasped his hands in salute, and said: "Why don't you all climb the Optimus Pillar together with me, so there will be someone to take care of you along the way."

"Yes, it's safer to have more people."

They are all young Golden Core cultivators under the age of a hundred. At this age, they are all fledgling children in four continents.Heart Qi is naturally arrogant and arrogant, and does not accept others, but after all, it comes from a well-known and upright family, so if you have to cultivate it, you will not easily form a deadly enmity.

The monks of the Dongling Immortal Sect boarded the safe path of the Optimus Pillar. At the beginning, all of them had a stern face, but after three days, some monks began to join the monks of the End of Suffering Sect, and began to show up without any trace. Make an effort to strike up a conversation.

Huang He hugged his knees and sat beside Shouxi, looked up at the sky for a while, and said:

"What's your name?"

"..." Seeing Huang He, Shouxi felt complicated, paused, and said, "Xizhilang."

"Liar. I heard someone calling you Shouxi."

"That's another name..." Shouxi said helplessly.

"Oh." Huang He replied dryly, really having nothing to say.

Shouxi, as the elder brother of the Kuzhong Sect, is of course surrounded by monks of the Kuzhong Sect.

Huang He suddenly stepped in, as if a square mortise appeared in a round chisel, it was so abrupt, all the monks of the Kuzhang Sect stared at Huang He with inexplicable eyes.

He was very embarrassed, and after being silent for a while, he ran away and returned to Dongling Xianzong.

But on the second day, he ran to say a few more words.

After five or six days like this, the monks of Dongling Xianzong and Kuendingzong finally became acquainted.

On this day, a group of people gathered together in a circle and took a rest.

Someone said:

"Have you ever seen a martial arts festival?"