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There was a faint silver glow on the surface of the water.

Feng Lingjue tilted his head back to drink a mouthful of wine with a shallow smile.

"Young Master, what are you laughing about?"

Qing Yao tilted his head and asked.

"No, I suddenly remembered the past."

Feng Lingju sighed and suddenly stood up from the bow, "How much longer?"

"It's almost time, we can all see the shore."

Qing Yao gazed into the distance and grinned widely.

The boat slowly stopped at the shore. Feng Lingjue and Feng Ling Jue lightly stepped onto the shore, and then headed towards the Mo City.

Yao Qing and Lan Ming stood at the entrance of Mo City City, looking at the crowded streets, they smiled at each other.

"Let's go."

Lan Shu gently pulled Yao Qing into the city.

"Alright."

Yao Qing looked behind him, took a deep breath and stepped into the city.

The Mo City was bustling, singing and dancing, and decorated with lanterns and banners.

The cries of hawkers could be heard incessantly.

"Lan Shu, look!"

Yao Qing took a ghost mask from a stall and smiled, "Is it scary?"

Lan Shu could not help but smile and shook his head, "Not scary, because it's Yao Qing!"

"How boring."

Yao Qing put down his mask and curled his lips.

"Alright, let's stop messing around. Once we've had our fill of fun, we'll go find an inn to stay in first, and then we'll go find a room the next day."

Lan Shu pulled Yao Qing up.

There were a lot of people on the street, so Lan Shu slowly grabbed onto Yao Qing's hand, "Don't get separated."

Yao Qing's ears became hot, and he nodded.

Suddenly, a dozen of people rushed towards Yao Qing and the others.

Yao Qing looked around, only to find a large crowd of people. He could not find Lan Shu, "Oh no, they really got separated."

He looked behind him and was stunned when he saw the red-clothed gongzi standing in front of him.

"Long time no see."

Feng Ling Jue gave a slight smile.

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After pouring hot tea into the tea cup, Feng Lingju reached out to pick it up and gently took a sip. Qing Yao looked at Yao Qing who had his head lowered at the side, touched Feng Lingju's shoulder and asked softly, "This person … Was it a demon? Why are there no Devilish Qi at all? "

"I don't have one either!"

Feng Ling Jue laughed.

Qing Yao was speechless, it did seem to be true …

"Young master, I'm sorry …" Leave without a word. "

Yao Qing bit his lower lip.

"Why are you apologizing to me? All of this was your decision, and I didn't say I would stop you! "

Feng Lingjue gently put down the teacup in his hand. The fragrance of the tea slowly rose and steam rose, gradually obscuring his face.

"Furthermore, this is your own choice. I cannot change your mind."

Yao Qing was startled, he raised his head and opened his eyes wide, "Young Noble, you mean to say …"

"If you're not afraid, why should I meddle?"

"However, I have something to tell you, something that you were worried about is about to happen. On the way to look for you, I met the current Leader of Kunlun Mountain, Shen Qingchen.

"Really?"

Yao Qing clenched his teeth, "I thought … Able to escape... "After fleeing for thirty thousand years, I still haven't been able to escape …"

"As for the Mount Kunlun, I'll block them for you first. As for what you do in the future, that'll be up to you."

Feng Lingju stood up and rubbed his forehead. Speaking of which, why did he always have to cause trouble for himself?

"Young master, how can I let you save me time and time again …"

Yao Qing suddenly stood up.

"If you really want to repay this debt, then live well for me. If you understand, then come back to the Devil Domain. There are still many things waiting for you."

Feng Ling Jue pushed him back onto his seat, and with a flip of his hand, a jade pendant appeared in his hand. "This time, keep it well."

Yao Qing was at a loss, "This jade pendant... Why is it in the hands of the young master? "

Qing Yao shrunk his neck back and stuck out his tongue …

"It's a long story. See you later."

Feng Lingju stretched his back and walked outside as he muttered, "I'm so tired from reading files every day!"

Yao Qing smiled.

"Young master, are we going to find that scary person now?"

Qing Yao asked, who was standing beside Feng Ling Jue.

"Yes."

After a long period of silence, Feng Lingjue made a sound of agreement.

"Are you sure you're not courting death?"

Qing Yao swallowed his saliva. Previously, the moment that person saw Feng Ling Jue, it was as if he had killed his father for revenge.

"..." In your eyes, am I that useless? "

The corner of Feng Ling Jue's mouth twitched.

"Ah, that's not it. However, the moment Young Master saw that person, he felt as if his aura had weakened. Young Master is being suppressed like this."

Qing Yao rubbed his chin, and said while pondering.

"..." "You shut up …"

Alright, he admitted that what Qing Yao said was the truth.

As Shen Qingchen and the two others walked, something suddenly flitted across them ruthlessly. Shen Qingchen's eyes slightly narrowed, and he said to the two of them, "Thirteen, Dai Ze, you guys go take a look."

Hearing this, the two of them raised their swords and left.

Shen Qingchen stood in place, expressionless, and asked towards the sky: "What are you playing at now?"

After a moment, an unrestrained laughter sounded out, followed by a red figure slowly appearing. The tip of Feng Lingju's feet landed on the ground as he laughed, "Sect Leader Shen is truly amazing, to discover me so quickly?"

"Cut the crap."

With a cold expression, Shen Qingchen frowned.

"Now that the person who is in the way is gone, Sect Leader Shen, do we have to fight openly?"

Feng Ling Jue laughed, then pulled out his sword and faced Shen Qingchen directly.

Shen Qingchen sneered, his right hand extended out, releasing the sword out of its sheath, the faint immortal qi coiled around the sword tip, making it look extremely terrifying.

It looked like Shen Qingchen was accepting his challenge.

Feng Lingjue smiled in satisfaction as his body flashed forward. At this time, Shen Qingchen leapt up with his sword, and directly attacked Feng Lingjue with his sword.

Shen Qingchen opened his mouth, causing Feng Ling Jue to retreat a few steps, then excitedly licked his scarlet lips. Once again, he moved forward, the two swords clashed, causing sparks to fly out, "It's been a long time since we last met, Sect Leader Shen's Sword Arts has increased!"

"Scram!"

Shen Qingchen's brows jumped, and he spat out a single word coldly.

"What is it? "You're praising me too much?"

Feng Ling Jue laughed.

His temples throbbed wildly. For some reason, Shen Qingchen felt an indescribable annoyance, and his brows furrowed deeply. He waved the longsword in his hand, and just as he was about to attack, he suddenly stopped.

"Sect Leader Shen, your flaw is a little big."

Feng Ling Jue smirked, and used his right hand to ruthlessly strike at Shen Qingchen's chest.

He didn't hold back at all.

Shen Qingchen immediately retreated backwards, holding onto his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]