I heard the voice of the enemy

"Thank you very much." The desolate cultivator smiled slightly when he heard the woman's slightly teasing words.

His eyes lightly swept across the people around him teasingly watching, and everyone could see that there was a bit of gloating under the coldness that only Yue Cang could detect.

Yue Cang took a step forward, his facial features were not visible, but it was inexplicably appropriate to stand beside a man who was usually cold and inviolable.

But most cultivators here don't think so. I don't know how many people who usually don't like Xie Qingwei's attitude are speculating about the relationship between the two with dark psychology and malice.

"Let's go in first." Yue Cang took a step forward, turning sideways to block the sight of others looking at Xie Qingwei.

Xianxiu didn't care much about other people's words and gazes, but when he lowered his eyes to look at Yue Cang's hand holding his own, he nodded slightly and followed them in.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of the people behind him, some rumors spread around like a storm.

The waiter who prepared the room had just cleaned up the corners of the room and added new spirit stones to the formations, when he saw two handsome male cultivators walking into this room that was rarely reserved by anyone.

One of the cultivators with a cold appearance even went to grab the wrist of the male cultivator beside him with his backhand. His unruly demeanor made the attendant lower his head immediately, and carefully concealed his figure and trotted out from the side of the two of them.

Yue Cang naturally saw the flustered appearance of the attendant: he left in a hurry, and the last formation in the room was only hastily filled in, which seemed particularly abrupt in the overall comfortable situation.

It happened that Xie Qingwei couldn't complete the whole movement to catch him because of the servant who suddenly ran away.

Yue Cang took a few steps forward and filled up the formation carefully with spirit stones. He even drew new patterns on the old formation so that the temperature in the room could be changed more appropriately.

After finishing all this, Xianxiu, who was sitting on the side, glanced at him lightly.

Feeling helpless, he finally reached out his hand.

"Actually, it's still the same."

The two forces are chaotic and intertwined, and the body is in a mess. The strength is gradually returning to the peak level, but this internal trouble is getting stronger and harder to eradicate.

But no matter how dangerous it was, it was still the same as expected when we set off, and it was indeed the same.

After taking the pulse, Xie Qingwei's expression eased a bit.

With Yue Cang's physical condition at this time, it is unlikely that there was any deceit. Seeing that the magic energy that was suspected to have leaked just now did not exist, he felt a little relieved, only thinking that he had been delusional just now.

Yue Cang naturally wouldn't tell the other party, just now he was impulsive just to block the sight that upset him.

These words, said at this time, are somewhat inappropriate.

Moxiu has always acted casually, even if it is an adventurous trip, it is very possible to do it just for a while.At this time, Xianxiu obviously didn't know anything about Moxiu's style, and Yue Cang didn't intend to tell.

Seeing that there were only the two of them left in the room, he simply took off his disguise and revealed his true face.

Immortal Immortal looked at the scrolls in his hand with all kinds of formulas written on them quietly, without turning his eyes away.

Just like the previous agreement between the two: not to interfere with each other's affairs.

Except for the occasional concern, Xie Qingwei has implemented everything agreed between the two of them to the point of perfection, Yue Cang couldn't help but feel a little funny.But vaguely, those words that he had only heard a few times resurfaced in his ears from time to time, reminding him that Xie Qingwei was not as boring as he thought.

He wanted to see a different side of this man.

"There is the last road leading to the magic cultivator's land near here. I will go to explore it tonight, and I will make it back in time before tomorrow's competition." report.

Xie Qingwei hummed lightly, but the hand holding the scroll stopped for a moment, and the ring on the side was suddenly thrown into Yue Cang's hands.

Looking up again, the immortal cultivator no longer looked at him, but only looked at the rich life-saving treasures in the Najie, Yue Cang was a little dumbfounded, but he did not refuse.

Some of the most simple and ordinary intentions, it seems hypocritical to refuse.

The entrance to the Demon Cultivator's Land has always been hidden, but this place is a little different.

You can vaguely feel its existence from a long distance, and you can even feel the difference in this passage when you get closer.

The seals scattered in all directions, and the magic energy leaked out almost directly. Although there were only a few of them, the passages were already fully opened, forming two diametrically opposite scenes from the rest of the passages that needed to manually unseal the formation.

The dark and boundless tunnel has been revealed in front of him, and there are many cultivators who come and go to participate in the experience, but no one notices anything wrong.

Yue Cang knew that there must be something strange in it, but he still took his steps and let the darkness engulf him.

It's just that when he walked along the familiar and unfamiliar road, the last thing he saw was not the place he was familiar with.

A figure appeared vaguely in the misty bamboo forest.

The boy who looked like a boy approached, and he could vaguely see the bamboo basket on his back.

As if seeing Yue Cang, the man raised his head and asked in surprise, "How could you break into the back door?"

The young man's brows were still green, his raised eyebrows were full of surprise, and his clear eyes showed his puzzlement and doubts, but his facial features were very similar to the cold and cold man Yue Cang was familiar with. Xianxiu.

"My name is Xie Qingwei, I don't know...?" The young man raised his familiar eyebrows and announced his name.

The present, yesterday and past suddenly overlapped, Xie Qingwei, who was still young at heart, overlapped with the soft-hearted man with ice and snow on the outside.

A fuzzy ink painting suddenly cleared the traces and outlined the outlines, beguiling people to take a closer look.

I don't know if I lost my mind for a while, and the words came out suddenly without going through the brain, and I lost the time to take them back.

"I am... Cang."

"Cang? That's a strange name." The young man nodded, showing his conviction before Yue Cang could explain.

Yue Cang sighed helplessly, and could only temporarily not explain the misunderstanding.

"Let me take you out." The young man turned around, his voice was clean and clear, he was thin and lacked the aura of self-effacing anger that he had later, and from a distance he really looked like a young man in thin clothes.

But the deliberate slowing down of the pace and the occasional gesture from the corner of the eye are the same as before.

Yue Cang, who had almost recovered his peak cultivation level, also subconsciously followed the young cultivator in front of him who had just stepped into the fairy gate, slowed down his pace, and walked forward little by little.