Mrs. Fox is too serious!

Chang Ling didn't expect Qing Ling to plot against her, although the injury was not serious, but his hands were really hurting, his pretty face was pale and blue, but with a light push, Qing Ling fell in love.

After Jiang Xundao helped her up, he kept gritting his teeth and glaring at Qing Ling. She was very annoyed. Chang Ling suffered for protecting her, but although she was furious, her mind was still clear. No matter how much you hate the woman in front of you, it is absolutely impossible to fight her in Qingyun Palace.

Chang Ling is not afraid of anything, but for some reason she is a little afraid of Qing Ling, this is a lunatic who can be cruel to his classmates, it's better not to provoke her.Regardless of the pain in her hand, she firmly held Jiang Xundao's arm, fearing that this guy couldn't help but really rushed up to do it, and comforted her repeatedly: "Little Taoist nun, let's go first, let's wait for Senior Sister Mu to come back." Say it again."

"En." Jiang Xundao nodded and helped Chang Ling to turn around. No matter how angry he was, he had no choice but to leave for the time being.

Seeing that Jiang Xundao had endured it, Qingling sneered and said, "Why, isn't she your friend? I hurt her, and you just swallowed your anger and left? It seems that you are just a person who is aiming at Qingyun Palace's reputation. come vassals."

Qingling was obviously trying to provoke Jiang Xundao on purpose, but Jiang Xundao is not stupid, how could she fall for such a trick, she snorted softly: "It's extremely boring."

The two walked a certain distance, but Qingling suddenly laughed loudly and said, "It seems that you don't want the antidote anymore?"

"The antidote?" Jiang Xundao paused, and she turned her head to look at Chang Ling, only to feel that the coldness on her body was getting heavier and heavier, and she seemed to have no energy at all and felt drowsy.

Jiang Xundao said badly in his heart, and quickly supported Chang Ling to the side, and then stretched out his hand to pinch her veins. Chang Ling's skin was cold and his pulse was disordered, and there seemed to be a strange spiritual force moving in his body.

She gritted her teeth and turned her head to look at Qing Ling who was standing by the door with a smile on her face, angrily angrily said: "What did you do to her? She is your fellow apprentice."

Qingling shook her head, her beautiful peach eyes were full of innocence, she spread her hands and said, "It's no fault of me, who told her to touch me by herself."

Jiang Xundao didn't dare to expel the weird spiritual power from Chang Ling's body rashly. She carefully supported Chang Ling who seemed to be slowly losing consciousness, let her lean sideways on the tree, then turned her head towards Qing Ling, She spread her hands in front of her: "Where's the antidote?"

Qingling smiled and looked at her without saying a word, and after a while, she slowly opened her mouth, pointing lightly at Jiang Xundao's face with her white fingertips: "If you want an antidote, then you should take something Come change."

"Chang Ling is your fellow apprentice. If you attack her, aren't you afraid that I will tell you people from Qingyun Palace?"

Jiang Xundao wanted to scare her, but she didn't care at all. She sneered and said, "You can say it, but then we have to see if they will believe me or you, an outsider."

"Are you too confident in your little tricks, or do you think others are fools?" Jiang Xundao felt that although this person was eccentric and ruthless, his brain was not very good: "I am an outsider, I am afraid I have eaten the bear's heart Leopards dare to hurt people in your Qingyun Palace."

Qingling raised the corners of her lips and smiled lazily: "If it were someone else, maybe no one would believe it, but this person is you, and I think there are not a few people who believe it."

Jiang Xundao was startled. Although he was vigilant, he pretended to be puzzled: "You...what do you mean? Why would someone believe me if it were me."

Qingling didn't care about Jiang Xundao's pretending to be stupid, she just leaned close to Jiang Xundao slightly, then smiled strangely, and said softly: "Jiang Xundao, you know, in fact, I and you are the same kind of people."

what does she knowWhat did she mean by similar people?

Jiang Xundao was puzzled but didn't dare to show any strangeness. She took a half step back and looked at Qing Ling vigilantly, and said impatiently: "I don't know what you are talking about, you should take out the antidote earlier, and later Senior Sister Mu should be back."

"Forget it, since you don't believe me." Qingling smiled faintly, took out a blue porcelain bottle from her sleeve, poured out a white pill from it, and handed it to Jiang Xundao.

Jiang Xundao hesitated for a while, but he didn't reach out. She didn't believe in Qingling, but after thinking about it, Qingling should not be brave enough to really dare to attack her junior sister in the sect.

"Don't worry, I'm not so stupid." Seeing her hesitation, Qing Ling raised her lips and smiled disdainfully, and stuffed the pill into Jiang Xundao's hands.

The slightest touch of the icy skin felt a piercing chill. Jiang Xundao clenched the pill in his hand and quickly retracted his hand. She glanced at Qing Ling and walked quickly to Chang Ling's side, and fed her the pill. down.

Qingling walked slowly to their side, and said lightly: "I came here to wait for my senior sister to come back, and meeting you was just for fun, so don't take it to heart."

After speaking, he smiled and turned and left without looking back.

Jiang Xundao looked at her leaving back, but felt a little weird in his heart. Although the words Qingling said to her were inexplicable, for some reason, she felt that Qingling seemed to know something.

But what did she know, or was she just playing tricks, Jiang Xundao didn't know.

Qingling's elixir was very useful, and Chang Ling recovered after taking it for a while. She touched her hand and her face was still a little pale. She needs to go farther away."

"Why is there such a weird person in your Qingyun Sect?" Jiang Xundao was really puzzled, Qing Ling's every move was weird and unpredictable, he didn't look like a disciple of Qingyun Palace, the head of the Taoist sect.

"I don't know." Chang Ling shook his head, and then continued after thinking for a while: "I only know that she has a strange disease since she was a child, and she has never been cured. She has been living in the stone room at the back of Zizhu Peak for many years. , In fact, very few people in the school have seen her, even I have only heard it mentioned a few times by my brothers and sisters, who knows that I will run into her today."

Qingling is like a taboo or a legend of Qingyun Palace. Although it exists, it has been deliberately hidden by people. It is in the same sect, but few people have seen her, even Zizhufeng newcomers Disciple, I don't even know that there is such a senior sister in my palace.

Jiang Xundao didn't know what was going on, but still felt a little weird, but she had no intention of finding out the truth about Qingyun Palace, just like what Chang Ling said, if she saw it in the future, she would just stay away.

After Qing Ling left, Jiang Xundao helped the weak Chang Ling back to the courtyard and sat down. It was completely dark, but Mu Chang still didn't come back.

The two sat under the peach tree, and Chang Ling rubbed her hands to warm up a little. Seeing that Jiang Xundao was absent-minded all the time, she smiled and guessed: "Maybe the senior sister was called by the head to tell you to do it a few days later. The matter of going down the mountain to practice."

Jiang Xundao shook his head, hesitant to say anything, the senior brother who went to Xiangdi Palace to call Senior Sister Mu looked in a hurry, maybe Senior Sister Mu was called to discuss other important matters, otherwise it would not have been so long. return.

Chang Ling lay on the table and said to himself: "The head of the sect will be in retreat in a few days. My master will be in charge of all the affairs of his closed sect. Think about when he retreated last time, I haven't been born yet, and I don't know how long it will take this time. Senior Sister Mu is his most valued disciple in the sect, so it's normal to explain a few times before retreating."

When talking about the master, Jiang Xundao remembered the young and handsome boy she saw at the Dao Discussion Conference. She asked curiously, "Why do you seem to be so young?"

"Pfft, young." Chang Ling couldn't help laughing out loud as if he had heard a joke: "Little nun, do you know that our head is almost five hundred years old now, yet you still say he is young. "

Jiang Xundao was stunned for a moment, then said in astonishment, "Five hundred years old?"

Chang Ling raised his chin, with a proud expression on his face: "That's right, our head was hand-picked by the previous old head 300 years ago, and he was over 200 years old when he became the head. How dare you not even I don't even know, you are really an old antique who came down from the mountain."

The two were fighting, and Mu Chang came back. Jiang Xundao and Chang Ling turned their heads at the same time, and saw Mu Chang walking to the door at a glance.

"Senior Sister Mu."

Jiang Xundao stood up and walked a few steps forward. She soon noticed that Mu Chang seemed to have something on his mind, his brows were tightly knit on his fair and delicate face, and his expression was a little solemn.

Chang Ling also noticed her abnormality: "Senior sister, this is... what's wrong?"

Mu Chang lowered his eyes and said softly, "Chang Ling, Xun Dao and I probably should go down the mountain tomorrow."

Jiang Xundao and Chang Ling looked at each other when they heard the words. They were both a little surprised. Chang Ling stepped forward and asked quickly: "Tomorrow? What happened? Isn't it going to be a few days before going down the mountain?"

"It's true that something happened." Mu Chang nodded, she stood with her hands behind her back and looked up at Jiang Xundao and Chang Ling, and said softly, "Something happened in Minzhou."

Jiang Xundao trembled, she quickly raised her head, her face turned pale, and she asked hurriedly, "Minzhou? What happened to Minzhou?"

She asked quickly and urgently, her voice was sharp and harsh.

Mu Shang and Chang Ling looked at her in astonishment. They didn't know why Jiang Xundao was so excited when he heard about Minzhou, but Jiang Xundao knew that Lan Yiyou returned to Minzhou after parting with her in Luocheng. .

Seeing Jiang Xundao's flustered expression, Mu Chang told what he knew at the head of the sect today: "A few days ago, there was a strange phenomenon in Minzhou, and there were rumors that a rare treasure was born, and countless cultivators went there to find the rare treasure. The past few days have been peaceful in Japan, but since last night, a thick layer of thick fog suddenly rose around Minzhou, covering the entire Minzhou city. The people who entered did not come out again. When the thick fog cleared at noon, the whole city of Minzhou was turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. The people who died in Minzhou all died as miserable as ghosts, and no one survived."

"No one survived?" Jiang Xundao looked at Mu Chang blankly, his mind seemed to go blank for a while.