fell into a pit book

"Respectfully ask the saint to rest here."

The monster in a black robe covering his face led Leng Qingjue and Hang Hehuan to a courtyard and then retreated without saying a word.

"Hey! You..."

Leng Qingjue grabbed Hang Hehuan, "Close the door."

Hang Hehuan turned back to look at Leng Qingjue, only to find that her face was extremely pale, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Leng Qingjue shook her head, motioning for her to close the door first.Hang Hehuan had no choice but to follow suit. After closing the door, he supported Leng Qingjue to sit at the table, and asked anxiously, "Master, did that Xinchun hurt you?"

"No..." Leng Qingjue sat down, called out Su He and held it in his hand, but Su He, who was supposed to have a flash of light, didn't respond.

Hang Hehuan vaguely guessed something, but couldn't believe it, "Master, what about Suhe..."

Leng Qingjue put Su He away, and said with an unchanged expression: "My spiritual power has been sealed."

"What?!" Hang Hehuan was taken aback. Leng Qingjue had always been an indestructible existence in her heart. How could her spiritual power be sealed so easily?As a monk, especially a person like Leng Qingjue who is an elder of the school, if he loses his spiritual power...

Seeing the worry on her face, Leng Qingjue calmed down, and pulled her to sit beside him.Hang Hehuan was still in a trance, so he sat down along with Leng Qingjue.

Slowed down, Hang Hehuan came back to his senses, and asked: "Master, your spiritual power has been sealed, what should we do next?" Leng Qingjue was not as anxious as Hang Hehuan at all, and picked up the table The teapot on the table poured tea for himself and Hang Hehuan.Pushing a cup of tea for Hang Hehuan, he also held a cup for himself, and drank slowly.

"Aren't you in a hurry, Master?" Hang Hehuan didn't have the slightest appetite for tea.

Leng Qingjue took a sip, put down the teacup, and said indifferently, "What's the rush?" Hang Hehuan said: "Your spiritual power is sealed, how can we break out of here and go back? And if they..." "Is there still You."

Hang Hehuan was startled, but before he could react, Leng Qingjue got up and went to the inner room, ready to take a good rest.In the end, she lost her spiritual power suddenly, but her body still couldn't hold on.

And I?

Hang Hehuan turned his head reluctantly, then slowly recalled it, and then completely forgot that he was in the same situation as Leng Qingjue, and laughed softly.

And me...

Yes, and me.

I have always been used to being an apprentice, but I never thought that there would be a day when Leng Qingjue would need to protect him.

Leng Qingjue needs to protect herself...

Hang Hehuan picked up the teacup that Leng Qingjue pushed over just now, shook it lightly, and drank it down in one gulp.

Well, a bit bitter, but the taste is not bad.

Wanhua Mountain Gate.

Sheng Maojing stood on the top of Qiongshou Mountain, his Daoist cloak rattled by the sudden wind that rose at night.

The night sky is not as clear and cloudless as in the past, the only dim moon is also covered by dark clouds, and between the sky and the earth, there is only darkness that seems to swallow people up.

Sheng Maojing put his hands behind his back, showing no emotion on his face.

Standing behind him on the left was Xiao Qianhua who seemed to be more and more mature. The youthfulness that belonged to this age on his young and handsome face had already faded due to the continuous handling of various affairs in the past few days.The pupils of the eyes also gradually became deep, making it difficult for people to see through them easily.

"Headmaster Kui Ye summoned him, what orders do you have?"

Sheng Maojing's posture remained unchanged, "There are indeed orders."

Xiao Qianhua thought about it secretly, but his face was watertight, and said: "Master, please speak." ..." When Xiao Qianhua heard about his master, he lost all rational restraint, and hurriedly asked: "The head of the sect knows the current situation of the master?"

Sheng Maojing nodded, "Well, Junior Brother Shang is still seriously injured, and this is the time when he needs you the most."

"Healed from a serious injury?" Xiao Qianhua's face darkened. Sure enough, he shouldn't have just pushed Gu Wei off the cliff, it's simply taken advantage of him!

Sheng Maojing's natural way, what was he thinking in his mind, there might be problems in the future work, after thinking about it, he decided to mediate, "Hey, well, Junior Brother Shang is not seriously injured, but there is no one around him now, I thought maybe you should take care of him."

"Where is Master now?"

"...Well, you should be very familiar with this place..."

Xiao Qianhua frowned, "What the head said is..."

"Bonded, Meng Ye."

Sheng Maojing looked at his face that turned cold instantly, and asked, "Do you want to go into more detail?"

"No, the disciple knows."

"In that case, then you should go immediately, after all, the moon is dark and the wind is high..."

"Yes."

Xiao Qianhua summoned the spirit sword without hesitation, and set off directly from Qiongshou Mountain.Sheng Maojing looked at his back that disappeared soon after he left, sighed, and said, "It's good to be young..."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and walked to his hut.

This night is destined to be restless.

Lingxiang, Zhengcheng faction.

"Master, I have found out the whereabouts of Shang Qing and Chen."

Ji Haonan put down his pen, looked down at the gradually drying ink on the paper, "Understood." Pei Kai asked cautiously: "Then..."

"Since you are a missing person, you don't have to reappear in the world, leaving people concerned."

"Yes."

Pei Kai received the order, took advantage of the night, and went straight to Mengye.

Ji Haonan glanced at the words written on the paper, slowly crumpled them into a ball, and snorted coldly, "Wanhua Mountain Gate...wait for me to clean up one by one..."

And Shang Qing and Chen Haomeng, who had solved a big worry in the Mengye Xiao's mansion, were in full swing, completely unaware that there were a large wave of people with "bad intentions" towards him rushing forward one after another.

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"My lord, the ceremony to welcome the return of the saint has been prepared."

"Got it, let's go down."

"Yes."

Ziling waved away the monster that came to report, sat up, touched the back of the cat that was still nestled in his arms, and said: "I'll go and see what's missing, the position of the demon saint is already gone. It has been vacant for many years, and there can be no mistakes in tomorrow's festival." "Meow."

The cat in his arms let out a soft cry, as if responding to her words, but he didn't even open his eyes.

Ziling smiled and rubbed its head, "Are you so reluctant to change into a human and talk to me?" "Meow..."

There was another meow, the meaning was unknown.

"Forget it, you just stay here, I'll go first." After finishing speaking, Zi Ling gently placed the cat on the couch and left the hall.The cat opened its eyes lazily, and closed it again when she saw her disappear into the palace.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

"grown ups."

The black-robed man who quietly appeared in the hall at unknown time pointed towards the direction of the cave, and called out respectfully, breaking the silence.

Looking at the cat on the couch again, it suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by the woman with the lamp that Hang Hehuan saw earlier, but although there was no bamboo hat at this time, a pair of silver eyes and that little pill Moles are unmistakable.

"Um."

The woman walked down the couch, her silver-white hair fluttering with her movements.

"Is it arranged?"

"Go back to the adults, it has been arranged."

"Very well, let's go."

"Yes, my lord."