Demon girl, don't even think about my ruthlessness!

Tianxu Gate.

The mountains gather together, and the fairy fog is misty.

"Xu Shui sent Elder Li to ask for an interview. These two are important people from Tianxu Sect. I don't know the reward..." Elder Li stammered.

Dao Tong said: "I understand, Tianxu Sect will give you what you want." He glanced at Yan Qing and others lightly: "Please follow me."

Yan Qing and Zhu Yan followed Dao Tong into the fairy gate, and crossed the mountains and forests on a crane.

Daotong was still explaining the rules of Tianxumen: "When you first enter Tianxumen, you can get a set of communication symbols, exercises and Qiankun bags. The communication symbols can contact the disciples of the fairy gate and the same door. The exercises will have... .Every first and third day of junior high school, there are different elders explaining immortal techniques, formations, etc. Currently, Cangshu Pavilion can only enter the first floor. More advanced skills, sword techniques, etc. need the contribution value of the immortal gate. After completing the immortal gate The task can get..."

He took out two mysterious crystal-colored plaques and handed them to Yan Qing and Zhu Bing, saying, "This is the token of your sect, and you can only pass through the protective formation of the fairy gate with the token."

Zhu Ting took the token, glanced sideways at Yan Qing's token, and found that the pattern on it was different, frowned and asked Tong: "Why are the two tokens different?"

Daotong explained plainly: "Of course it's different. You are not on the same mountain, one is on Juhao Peak, and the other is on Xuanji Peak."

Zhu Bing bit her pink lips tightly, and said unwillingly, "Can't they be divided into one mountain?"

Dao Tong snorted and said, "Do you think you can decide which mountain to choose? You can consult with the peak owner if you have the ability. As far as I know, the peak owner of Juhao Peak is still in a certain ancient secret place, and he will not return after several years."

Most likely, you can wait until he comes back if you are not in a hurry. "

Zhu Ting's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately refused.

——If you can't be in the same place, don't you want to be separated from Yan Qing!

Zhu Yan looked closely at Yan Qing, held Yan Qing's wrist and said, "Yan Qing, why don't we..."

Yan Qing was watching everything in Xianmen with relish.

Cranes play in the water, spirit pines clear dew, rare spirit beast plants, and a rainbow light leaps from time to time in mid-air.

She was amazed by a person who believed in science living in the [-]th century, and she looked forward to this novel world a little bit more.

Zhu Yan put down his hands dejectedly, Yan Qing's eyes were full of longing, she was the only one who was worried and angry, and her heart was a little cold.

Hearing Zhu Ting's call, Yan Qing looked away reluctantly.

Looking at Zhu Xing who was too quiet, his small mouth was grieved together, it seemed that he was still reluctant to part with the upcoming separation, and there was a trace of helplessness in his heart.

Pulling Zhu Xing's hand over, he took out a talisman and placed it in her palm.

Zhu Ting, who was still depressed at first, looked at Yan Qing in surprise and shyness, and his heart beat endlessly.

What exactly did Yan Qing want to do to her?Don't you want to leave her?

Thinking of this, Zhu Ting blushed like a tomato, looking up at Yan Qing expectantly.

Yan Qing put the communication talisman in Zhu Xing's palm, and calmly said in his eyes: "Even if you are not in the same place, as long as you have this communication talisman, you can still contact me."

Zhu Xing's eyes dimmed for a moment, then brightened again quickly, he held Yan Qing's hand tightly, and greedily said: "Then make an appointment like this, even if you are in the same fairy gate, you should always contact Xing'er, and, and to often

Come to me, even go out to practice and find me..."

Yan Qing hesitated for a while, but seeing Zhu Xing's bright eyes, it seemed as if she would cry if she didn't agree, and agreed helplessly.

"Well, if Zhu Xing is in trouble, you can just call me." Yan Qing said seriously.

Zhu Xing's eyes burst into light, and his brows and eyes were curved, as if stealing honey.

She can't wait to throw herself into Yan Qing's arms and break her ascetic and cold face, then she will definitely be terrified.

Daotong on the side said coldly: "This communication talisman is only low-level, and the range of communication can only cover Tianxu Gate, and it will not work any farther away. If you go out to experience this low-level communication

The range of characters may not be sufficient. "

Zhu Ting panicked, and immediately turned his head to look at Yan Qing, puffing up his cheeks aggrievedly, like an inflated puffer fish.

Yan Qing subconsciously avoided Zhu Ting's gaze, and turned to look at the scenery of Xianmen, hoping that Taoist boy would shut up.

Zhu Xing was even angrier.

……

Xuanji Peak.

The crane stopped halfway up the mountain, raised its neck and groaned, shook its head and flapped its wings to signal Yan Qing to come down, probably it could only fly here.

Yan Qing jumped down, and the crane flew away immediately.

Looking at the steep mountain peaks, the tallest building looms in the clouds, climbing up step by step, and the lonely figure shuttles among the clouds in the mountains.

Wait until the sunset dyes the cloud red.

Yan Qing finally climbed above the clouds.

Looking at the Qiongge in Xianshan Mountain in front of him, he gasped in amazement and said, "This trip is not in vain."

suddenly.

A gentle female voice sounded: "Junior Sister Yan, you have worked hard all the way. Master does not allow cranes to fly to Xuanji Peak. Generally, cranes can only stop halfway up the mountain. You must be very tired. Follow Senior Sister

Let's go to your residence and rest together..."

"Because the master basically doesn't care about the trivial matters of Xuanji Peak, the new disciples are usually guided by me and the second senior brother, and I will take you to receive the exercises of Xuanji Peak later... because the master rarely accepts disciples, Xuanji Feng has far fewer disciples than other peak sects, this time you are the only new disciple, and I ask Junior Sister Yan to teach you a lot..."

The visitor was dressed in a water-blue and white-patterned fairy dress, wrapped around her waist with silk tapestry, with soft and graceful curves, a pair of bright autumn eyes, tenderness flowing like water, like a lady walking out of a scroll.

The gentle eyes made people put down their guard, and Yan Qing said softly: "Thank you, I don't know how to call it?"

The gentle senior sister turned her head and smiled lightly: "By the way, I haven't introduced myself for so long. I am the senior sister of Xuanji Peak—Mu Yiyun."

"Senior Sister Mu."

……

Demon domain.

A barren town.

The girl lying on the bed had her eyes tightly closed and was covered with a tattered quilt. Her immature gray face hadn't even opened yet, but her curly thick eyelashes and delicate facial features could already see her future charm graceful.

"What to do, what to do... If she is dead, how can she sell it, or sell it to Moxiu while she is still alive, and it will be worth at least some money." A woman with a big belly said eagerly.

"But it's hard to raise it to such a large size that it can be sold to the Yichun Pavilion to make money. Now it's really reluctant to sell it at a low price!" The male owner beside him smoked a hookah and stared at his daughter on the bed with dirty eyes.

"It's not my fault that you haven't had a child yet. The demon cultivators of the Luofu faction don't collect all the taxes. Where can our family escape? We can only wait for death!" The male host glared at the woman angrily.

The woman said obediently: "If you don't raise it for a few more days, if it's really impossible, then find someone to sell it cheap..."

"That's the only way. I'll go to the Yaman first to inquire about the news, so as not to be caught off guard and die. At least the magic cultivator who refines corpses can give me some money." The male host made up his mind.

The woman said worriedly: "It would be great if Gillian could wake up..."

The girl at the side was holding onto the thin quilt tightly, sweat beading from her forehead.

Opening his mouth slightly, he murmured almost silently: "Yan Qing—Yan Qing—"