I open an inn in the realm of comprehension

"Fortunately, we all listened to the young master's words, otherwise we wouldn't even know how we died just now..." Lian Ying plunged into the stream and washed the blood off her body like ordinary people before standing up and wiping it off. Drops of water on his face, "However, this forest is also evil, why can't we reach the end after walking for so long?"

At this time, the disciples of the Palace of Seven Emotions had already walked out of the first plain they set foot on after crossing the water column. They slashed demons and demons all the way to the end of the plain, and ended up walking into this misty forest. Whenever they looked up, The towering giant trees in this forest are like huge monsters, making people a little breathless.

What's even more strange is that outside the forest, you can still see a majestic and towering palace in the depths of the forest, but after entering the forest, no matter how far you go, that palace still stands far away, as if it will never arrive. Not average.

But the young master said that seeing is not necessarily believing, so the palace may not be where they can see it, they have to go out of the forest to find it, there is no rush right now.

The brothers in the same school all know that he talks a lot, even if no one answers him, he can entertain himself, so few people respond to him, but focus on washing off the smell on his body - the young master doesn't like this smell, and there are many people in the forest. There are still monsters haunting, these smells will attract monsters.

In normal times, a clean spell could solve these problems, but if the spell could not be washed clean, they were afraid of being rejected by Xiao Minglou, so they decided to wash themselves in the river.

Didn't even look at Mr. Qi who was always by the side of Shaodong's house, did he come into the river?

Lian Ying caught a glimpse of Qi Chang plunged into the water, and it took a long time before he raised his upper body from the water again with a "crash", water droplets kept falling on his stiff and messy hair, his exposed chest muscles were knotted, and his wheat-colored skin He looks very strong, and his gestures are full of wild and uninhibited, which is completely different from the frail and coquettish of the immigrant poet, but he has a unique sense of beauty.

Qi Chang sensed his gaze and gave him a cold look, Lian Ying hurriedly whistled and looked away, her back was sweating from fright.

It's too fierce, he can't stand such a "beauty", and only the young boss can hold him.

Along the way, Lianying and his brothers saw Qi Chang go on a killing spree, and they realized that the battle on the long street in Baisha City was not the upper limit of his strength.

As Xiao Minglou said, he is improving in every battle.

Such a genius... It really makes them, the "geniuses" who have been praised by outsiders for many years, feel jealous in their hearts.

Qi Chang didn't care what he looked like in the eyes of others, he got up and went ashore after washing off the bloody smell on his body, wiped himself casually, and put on a new set of martial robes.Most of these martial robes are black, and there are also grayish brown ones, which are resistant to dirt, and Xiao Minglou specially asked someone to tailor them for him.

The cuffs and trousers of the robe are all in a narrow style, wrapping his wrists and ankles into a powerful shape, making it easier to move.

It also made Qi Chang appear more agile and handsome.

Stepping out of the bank with big strides, Qi Chang stepped on the path paved with fallen leaves and weeds all the way to the bonfire not far away.

Beside the bonfire, there was an ancient wood-carved beauty couch, and a beauty was lying on the couch. The beauty was holding a bowl of medicine in her hand, and she was twisting her two delicate eyebrows, with an expression that she didn't want to say anything and was reluctant to throw it away.

Qi Chang walked over: "Don't drink cold anymore, Young Master."

"I know, right now, wait a little longer...I just..."

"I'm just afraid of suffering." Qi Chang finished speaking for him, the corners of his mouth curled up imperceptibly, and he squeezed out a piece of honey wrapped in fine paper from his waistband, peeled off the wrapper, and handed it to Xiao Minglou's lips, "So I prepared this for you, drink the medicine obediently, and don't make excuses."

Xiao Minglou sized him up several times, with a curious look on his face: "Why do you still care about me?"

Qi Chang met his eyes: "Should I not care about you?"

"No, it should."

Xiao Minglou smiled and sucked Qi Chang's fingertips in together, and the tip of his tongue hooked on his fingertips dishonestly. Qi Chang was startled, and pulled his hand away suddenly, but his fingers quickly touched his fingertips. His teeth passed by, bringing a trembling itch.

Qi Chang's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes moved away unconsciously, and the air felt a little stagnant and sticky for a while.

"few……"

"Hush." ​​Xiao Minglou raised his index finger and pressed it lightly on his lips, then picked up the medicine bowl and quickly drank the medicine juice in it. When the medicine bowl was put down, there was a sound of crunching candy. sound.Xiao Minglou bit the candy in his mouth and said, "Go and tell the disciples by the river to come back quickly, someone is here."

The softness in Qi Chang's eyes was replaced by coldness, and he nodded slightly: "Okay."

He quickly turned back and called back all the disciples from Qiqing Palace.

Some of these disciples were only halfway through washing, but they had to listen to Qi Chang's words, and hurried back with disheveled hair, not daring to say anything wrong.

Not long before they reached the bonfire, someone shouted not far from the forest: "There is a fire ahead! There must be someone!" "Be careful, it might be a trap!" "Why don't we find someone to explore the way first—"

And the disciples of Qiqing Palace also set up their battle formations, waiting for the wave of people in the distance to approach.

"coming!"

When the footsteps of that wave of people were getting closer and the dead branches and leaves on the ground creaked, everyone waited with bated breath, ready to go.Just when the two sides met face to face, Lian Ying, who reacted the fastest, had already recognized the person: "Lin Feibai?! Why are you here!"

Fearing that Xiao Minglou and Qi Chang didn't know this person, Lian Ying turned around and poured out the beans, shaking off all the details of the group in front of him: "This is Lin Feibai, a disciple of Tianjimen. I'm almost the same, the ones behind him are Senior Brother Fan Xiang and Senior Brother Du Hongyun, and after that, they are all disciples of Tianji Sect... Hey, it seems that there are still a few senior brothers from Qingyun Sect?"

The disciples of Tianji Sect had already confronted Qiqing Palace long before the secret realm was opened, and the two sides had contacts before, and after some verbal exchanges, they became more "familiar", so it is absolutely impossible for Lian Ying and the disciples of Qiqing Palace Acknowledge your mistake.

But Qing Yunzong's disciples were all taken back by Meng Yu from different sects in the past few years. They are all sword cultivators. Although they don't know each other very well, they can guess by looking at the swords on their backs.

The disciples with the swords on their backs didn't speak, it seemed that they had acquiesced.

The disciples of these two sects are more miserable than the other. The disciples of Tianji Sect always like to wear fairy-like white clothes, and they don’t have the strength of Dong Chuanyue. Not much.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect were even more unbearable. There were so many wounded, but none of the intact monks could be found.

Although they are not old, this group of weak, sick and disabled monks obviously came to seek cooperation. Lian Ying's senior brothers looked at each other, and their expressions were not very good.

If it is said that the previous confrontation has made them dislike these monks, and now bringing wounded soldiers will hinder their actions, and the disciples of the Seven Emotions Palace will not welcome these people even more.

"What should we do, brother?" Lian Ying approached Sun Yin in a low voice and asked, "Why don't you drive them away, I don't like them."

Sun Yin coughed lightly, then looked at Wu Tan again.

Wu Tan was relatively calm, but he did not make his own claims, but asked Qi Chang respectfully: "Mr. Qi, what do you think?"

Qi Chang didn't speak, but looked at the group of disciples opposite, his eyes passed through each of them, as if he was looking at their injuries, or looking at something else.

The early stage cultivator named Fan Xiang next to Lin Feibai couldn't help it, and stared back: "What are you looking at, it's not your turn to make decisions here, I'm waiting for Senior Brother Sun to speak!"

Sun Yin wanted to cover her face.You said that you, a person who came here to seek asylum, don't know who to please, are you blind?Didn't you see that even I have to be polite to Mr. Qi!Hurry up and stop hating Senior Brother Sun!

Sun Yin thought it was not easy for these people to find this place alive before, but now he doesn't want to speak for them at all.

On the contrary, Xiao Minglou, who yawned and walked down from the beauty's couch, came over and glanced at them casually: "It's not impossible to come in."

"Young master..." Lian Ying and the others were very puzzled and tried to stop him.

On the other hand, Fan Xiang raised his head proudly, as if he knew that Xiao Minglou would not dare to offend Tianjimen and Qingyunzong. After all, they are both the three great immortal sects. Don't look at them at this moment. If they are taken in here, turn around When they join up with their teacher, the benefits will never be missing him.

The essence of a businessman is profiteering.

Fan Xiang thought about this, and heard Xiao Minglou lazily added: "But you have to pay the rent for staying overnight, one high-grade spirit stone per person. Just now I said that Ah Chou is not the one, you have to pay at least nine pieces." The magic weapon of prohibition."

"What!" Fan Xiang stared angrily, "There are no walls or roofs here, no bricks or tiles, what kind of lodging is it? Why do you want me to hand over a magic weapon? You are stealing money?!"

"That's right, whether you like to enter or not." Xiao Minglou twitched the corners of his mouth, looked over indifferently, his usual warm brows and eyes were covered with frost, "This place is dangerous at night, and the barrier may not be able to prevent demons, people The less the better, even if you add it, it will only become a burden."

"You! You..." Fan Xiang was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Then I dare to ask, why did Mr. Xiao let us in just now when he knew that many people are a burden?" Du Hongyun, another calm middle-stage disciple of the Tianji Sect, asked, carefully sizing Xiao Minglou, "Don't you What do you want to use us for, for example, use us as bait when the monsters arrive?"

After saying this, the disciples of Tianji Sect and Qingyun Sect behind Du Hongyun all showed disgust and vigilance, and they all took two steps back to distance themselves from Qiqing Palace and others.

Xiao Minglou curled his lips into a smile, and in Du Hongyun's eyes, this smile appeared to be somewhat disdainful and sarcastic: "I just think that we are destined to meet each other. Do as you please!"

After saying that, he turned around, and really didn't miss it at all.

Qi Chang followed closely behind Xiao Minglou, and slowly held the young master's hand.He felt that Xiao Minglou's back was a bit lonely.

Even Yingsun Yin and the others cast a "good for themselves" look at the people on the opposite side, and followed them back to the campfire, ignoring them.

"Brother, what should we do now..." Lin Feibai frowned at Du Hongyun.

Du Hongyun was silent for a moment, then said decisively: "Go, let's go in!"

"Go in? Why?" Fan Xiang yelled puzzled, "Didn't you say before that they might have ulterior motives..."

"No, that's just an unfounded guess." Du Hongyun sighed, and patted Fan Xiang's shoulder apologetically, "You have to apologize to that big man later, I prepared the magic weapon for you, it's my fault , You shouldn’t have been so rude to them from the very beginning. Brother Lin, Brother Fan, take a good look at the Palace of Seven Emotions—there were [-] disciples when they came in, until now, there are still [-] disciples, and they are alone Nothing less."

Fan Xiang still didn't react: "Then what's the matter?"

Du Hongyun smiled wryly: "That means that they not only have the ability to protect these [-] people, but they may also be able to handle them with ease. Anyone who is included in their companions will not be abandoned."

"Senior Brother Du is right. You see, even the disciples in the qi refining stage are alive and kicking, without any injuries!" Lin Feibai pointed at Wang Jun in surprise.

The disciples of Tianji Sect and Qingyun Sect all cast envious eyes on Wang Jun, and at the same time, they thought sadly of those fellow sects who had lost their lives. Some of them were to cover everyone, and some of them were too low to resist the attack of demons. .

In contrast, the little brother at the qi refining period by the campfire is really happy!

Wang Jun: "???"

What are you all staring at him for? !

The author has something to say: Correct the typo