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At this time, Feng Ling Jue gave a violent sneeze.

"Young Master, who is speaking ill of you behind your back?"

Qing Yao came closer and said with a smile.

"F * ck off."

Feng Lingju rubbed his nose and quickly chased Qing Yao to the side.

The two of them were rushing to Mo City, however, their Mo City was a long way off, so they couldn't make it in a short time. It was enough to know that their final destination was Mo City anyway.

As night fell, Feng Lingjue and Qing Yao passed by a place. Feng Lingju, who wanted to continue on his journey, was stopped by Qing Yao.

"Young master, you should rest for the night. Even if the demons were to torment you, you will still die!"

Qing Yao complained.

Helpless, Feng Ling Jue could only stop here.

Entering the city, they saw that it was a secluded area. There was not a single person on the street. It was clearly the middle of the night, yet right now, it was as silent as the dead of night.

Occasionally, a cold wind would blow by in the empty street, blowing away the fallen leaves on the ground.

Qing Yao swallowed his saliva and subconsciously hid behind Feng Lingjue, saying, "This place is truly strange."

"Aren't you a demon? What? You're afraid too? "

Feng Ling Jue couldn't help but laugh.

"This is different. What I'm most afraid of is ghosts."

Qing Yao muttered. Then, she asked Feng Ling Jue, "Sir, are you not afraid?"

"What is there to be afraid of? "Hurry up and leave. At the very least, we should find an inn to stay at. Otherwise, if you want to sleep in the open or in the wind, I don't think so."

Feng Ling Jue quickened his pace and walked to the front.

Qing Yao stomped his feet in anger and followed along.

Strangely, there were no open doors in the entire street, and the doors of every house were tightly shut.

"Young master, have you noticed that there's a lot of demonic energy here?!"

Qing Yao said carefully.

"I did, but that's not something I should be concerned about."

Feng Ling Jue yawned and said lazily.

"That's true. Then, what do we do now?"

Qing Yao looked around.

"What else can we do? Just leave and continue on your way. "

Feng Ling Jue laughed and patted the back of Qing Yao's head, "Let's go."

Qing Yao whined incessantly, "Young Noble is indeed a mean person."

Hearing Qing Yao's accusation, Feng Lingjue turned a deaf ear and walked forward. Suddenly, he felt a burst of demonic aura approaching and quickly, he turned his head and saw that the street behind him was completely empty. Qing Yao had long since disappeared.

"Damn it."

Feng Ling Jue cursed, and then quickly walked in the opposite direction.

What happened just now was undoubtedly a demon. However, why did the demons want to catch Qing Yao, who was also a demon?

This point was something Feng Lingju couldn't figure out. He followed the direction where the demonic energy was the heaviest, and found himself in a large bamboo forest.

The surroundings were filled with dense trees. It was very quiet, and it seemed as calm as water.

"little snake demon!"

Feng Ling Jue shouted, "Qing Yao!"

Still no one answered.

The corner of Feng Lingjue's mouth twitched. He had the impulse to set fire to this lousy forest.

He actually dared to take her away in front of my eyes. He's really amazing! No one has dared to be this arrogant in such a long time.

"Young master! Young Master! "

Just as Feng Lingju was about to fly into a rage, a voice came from afar while stumbling and stumbling.

Feng Ling Jue was startled, and turned his gaze towards the source of the voice. He saw Qing Yao running over in a hurry.

"Are you alright?"

Feng Ling Jue blinked his eyes.

"So, young master, you really want something to happen to me?"

Qing Yao curled his lips.

"No …"

"Huu huu, you really scared me to death. Just now, an eagle demon suddenly took me away, saying that he wanted to eat me. Luckily, two Daoists came later, so I hurriedly escaped while they were fighting intensely."

Qing Yao patted his chest and said.

"Daoist Priest?"

"Mn, it seems to be someone from the Mount Kunlun."

Qing Yao grinned and hugged Feng Ling Jue's arm. "Fortunately, I can still see Young Master again."

"Alright, stop messing around. Hurry up and leave."

Feng Ling Jue obviously didn't want to get involved with the people from the Mount Kunlun, so he dragged Qing Yao and left.

"Eh? Young master, shouldn't you hug me affectionately? Your true love has been restored. "

Qing Yao was at a loss.

"Hugging your head affectionately, don't tell me you want those two Taoists to come back and take you in? And my true love is not you. "

Feng Ling Jue pulled on Qing Yao unhappily.

"Ehh? Ehh? Then, gongzi, who is your true love?"

"None of your business!"

"…"

Qing Yao sobbed, "Young Noble is really fierce, if not for your looks, I would not have liked a person like you."

Feng Lingju stopped in his tracks, "What does this have to do with looks?"

"Young master, do you not know? "As the saying goes, love at first sight is a sexual rebellion!"

Qing Yao said righteously.

"…"

Feng Ling Jue suddenly thought of Shen Qingchen, and then lowered his head gloomily. His face sank.

After the two of them left, two slender figures walked out from the forest.

"Eh, where did that girl go?"

Dai Ze kept the sword in his hand, and looked around: "It can't be that you were scared and ran away, right?"

"Rather than worrying about all this, you might as well spend more time cultivating. Just now, just because of a moment of carelessness, you were almost injured."

Wen Lan said indifferently from the side.

"Sigh, how long-winded. Anyway, nothing happened."

Dai Ze slowly organized his clothes.

Wen Lan remained silent.

Ahhh, I'm tired. I've been walking all day and I'm almost dead.

Dai Ze patted his shoulder, and then leaned on a tree to the side. "I really want to drink."

"I'm warning you, the reason I came down the mountain this time is to find the Martial Uncle Mei, you are not allowed to go to the Brothel."

Wen Lan glared at him.

"I know, I know. How long ago was it? Why is it still being mentioned now?"

Dai Ze sighed, no matter how shameless he was, he would not run over to the Flower Wine Bar in the middle of the journey.

After being held captive on the mountain for so long, he had wanted to grumble a little. However, he did not expect Wen Lan, this honest man, to take it for real.

"However, there has been no news of Martial Uncle Mei, how can we find them?"

"I'll try using the Art of Searching for the Luo." With that said, Wen Lan took out his sword and chanted a few inscriptions. His fingertips caressed the sword as immortal qi swirled around it.

"Didn't you already try it before? We can't find any trace of the Martial Uncle Mei. "

"There will always be a loophole."

Wen Lan said indifferently. He closed his eyes as the runes on his mouth moved faster and faster. Suddenly, a trace of faint immortal energy entered between his eyebrows, and Wen Lan abruptly opened his eyes.

At the same time, a pair of cold eyes suddenly opened in the darkness.

"What's wrong?"

Dai Ze who was chewing on the grass roots asked.

"Just now …" We found a strand of immortal energy from the Martial Uncle Mei. Even though it was a very weak wisp, it is definitely without a doubt from the Martial Uncle Mei. "

Wen Lan stood up, and saw that the sword was already pointing towards the south while swaying.

"This way."

Wen Lan kept his long sword. Dai Ze's face was filled with shock, he had really been found by Wen Lan!

— — The content is from [Mick Read]