But just let Leng Qianqian leave like this, he was unwilling to accept it.

At this moment, the elder's heart was almost broken, he was worried.

He could not lose the saint, as his status would be insured.

Thinking of this, he launched another attack and pointed directly at Bei Mingao's face.

Bei Mingao dodged while holding Leng Qianqian, and did not draw the sword. He just wanted to leave and was not in love with the battle.

Moreover, this great elder is not good enough, not as good as the ambassador of the Twelve Palaces, and is not worthy of his own attack.

So, while dodging, Bei Mingao made a false move and staggered the elder and flew forward all the way forward, holding Leng Qianqian in his hand without affecting his movements at all.

Like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Fluid and free.

"There will be no future." Bei Mingao hugged Leng Qianqian and flew away, leaving four words for the Great Elder.

The elder chased after another period, but he was not energetic and lacked internal strength. He could only stop and kept panting, and even clenched his fists with hatred: "Bei Mingao, I shouldn't have kept you back then."

These words were squeezed out from the teeth.

It shows how annoyed he is.

Tomorrow is tomorrow. As long as tomorrow passes, everyone in the world knows that Leng Qianqian is the saint.

If she goes anywhere, she will be afraid of being surrounded.

But now, he cannot tell the people of the world that the saint has been lost, and that the monarchs of the world will come to worship tomorrow. There must be no one, only the saint is absolutely impossible.

Therefore, the most urgent task is to find a way to get a saint back.

Let’s talk about other things later.

It is easy to get a fake saint, but the difficult thing is the sign on your hand.

Bei Mingao took Leng Qianqian all the way, but he didn't encounter any obstacles again, but it went very smoothly.

The elder went to arrange for the saint's affairs. It was not easy to find someone who looked like Leng Qianqian, so of course it was even more difficult to find someone as shameless as he was.

He won't cause trouble for himself.

Just pick your body and cover it with a veil on your face.

It was already dark, and Chu Shixian returned to his room and started drinking, drunk himself, and fell to sleep without waking up.

He felt distressed, and it hurt.

Leng Qianqian left like this. Every little thing they got along with and every word they said was replayed and repeated in Chu Shixian's heart.

Don't want to forget.

He also knew that he had no future with Leng Qianqian, but he just wanted to keep her by his side, even if he had a second more, he would be willing, just like drinking poison to quench his thirst.

The top ten guards were outside the door, all looking at each other and wanted to go in, but were thrown out by Chu Shixian's wine jar.

They could only stay outside the yard helplessly.

They understood that it must be because of the saint.

Because after the Holy Son and the Saint Maiden got married, a new courtyard had been arranged, but Chu Shixian returned to his former courtyard, which only shows that there was a problem with the Saint Maiden and had a conflict.

What is it difficult to persuade the top ten guards? After all, such things will only cause trouble when outsiders speak.

All they can do is just watch.

Bei Mingao and Leng Qianqian soon walked out of the Holy Palace. When they came, they passed the barriers, and when they went out, they just traveled around, so they were not as slow as they did when they came.

Soon they arrived at the exit of the Holy Palace, and through a wall, the entrance was the one.

There was also a gate guard at the exit, which was solved by Bei Mingao with one palm, avoiding unnecessary trouble.

Bei Mingao is also afraid of trouble.

"There are people below..." Leng Qianqian frowned and was on guard.

Bei Mingao also discovered it, but he did not stop. He just took Leng Qianqian's hand and kept walking forward: "It doesn't matter, I'm here, don't be afraid."

Leng Qianqian's heart also relaxed a little.

"It's Eucommia..." As he got closer, Leng Qianqian exclaimed, a little incredible: "They have also come to the Holy Palace..."

"Tomorrow is the day when all the people in the world offer gifts to the saints and sons." Leng Qianqian didn't know, but Bei Mingao knew it clearly and said casually: "But they might have been in vain."

"So that's it." Leng Qianqian nodded: "Then should we let Du Zhong go back together?"

"No need, they are going there. Without the saint, are there any saint sons?" Bei Mingao smiled: "And the Holy Palace will definitely find a way to pass this level."

"Then we..." Leng Qianqian wanted to hide?

Du Zhong had already walked towards him, and there were dusk dragons and night dragons beside him.

I am very familiar with Mu Long Leng Qianqian. Ye Long only met him once, but was kidnapped by the Holy Palace.

"Ao..." Du Zhong was a little surprised. He was rushing to the road quickly. He wanted to know how Bei Ming Ao was like, but he didn't want to meet him here.

"Master." Mu Long and Ye Long said at the same time.

Bei Mingao just nodded at Mu Long and Ye Long, and didn't say much, but looked at Du Zhong: "I'll take Qianqian down the mountain first, everything will be the same."

What did Du Zhong want to say, but he still looked at Leng Qianqian deeply.

Originally, he thought Leng Qianqian was a saint, but now when he saw her being with Bei Mingao, he left the holy palace openly, and he was extremely confused again.

But if he wanted to ask, Bei Mingao didn't give him a chance and had already taken Leng Qianqian's hand and left.

The speed is so fast.

When Bei Mingao and Leng Qianqianyi left, Ye Long's face changed: "She is not a saint at all..."

Mu Long also frowned, and he was indeed a little confused: "Then, why is the Holy Palace looking for her everywhere and bringing her back to the Holy Palace?"

No one can answer this question.

Only the parties involved should know.

"Let's go." Du Zhong was also full of doubts, but no one would solve his doubts. It would be better to think of nothing and go to the Holy Palace first.

Behind them are the lords of the monarch and the lords of the country who are rushing to the road.

Bei Mingao just took Leng Qianqian's hand and walked forward without hesitation.

When he passed by Zheng Yi, Bei Ming Ao looked at him, and Zheng Yi looked at Leng Qianqian too, but he didn't think too much about it. He just wanted to know who could come out of the Holy Palace.

Then they met two brothers from the You family. When they saw Leng Qianqian, they were almost shocked and couldn't close their mouths.

However, Bei Mingao did not give Leng Qianqian a chance to talk to anyone, and directly pulled her to disappear in front of the person quickly.

He didn't want anyone to talk to Leng Qianqian. Some things, here, are secrets, or may be secrets for a lifetime and cannot be known to anyone.

Feng Lingtian also saw Leng Qianqian and wanted to go over and say something, but found that Bei Mingao was pulling her down the mountain quickly.

Leng Qianqian's face was not unhappy, as if the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were smiling.

This perception made Feng Lingtian very uncomfortable. It can be seen that Leng Qianqian liked this Beiming proton.

Feng Lingtian couldn't understand that he was not inferior to Bei Mingao, whether it was his status, literary talent, or martial arts skills. However, Bei Mingao was the host of Bei Ming in the Eastern Dynasty.

He couldn't figure it out, Leng Qianqian would be with him.

It's impossible to understand at all.

I wanted to chase after me, but I was afraid that the matter of the Holy Palace would be delayed, so I could only grit my teeth and sigh and missed it.

Xiling Ce also saw Leng Qianqian and Bei Mingao, and was even more confused. It seemed that the news he had received was wrong. If Leng Qianqian was really a saint, how could he appear here with Bei Mingao? And it was going down the mountain, not up the mountain.

The Holy Palace is on the mountain.

Feng Qianhua, who had changed his clothes, saw Bei Mingao, turned around and chased him out.

She came to find Bei Mingao. The matter in the Holy Palace had nothing to do with herself, so when she saw Bei Mingao, of course she had to chase after her without hesitation.

Jingxiao was stunned for a moment, and then reported that she wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by Xiling Ce.

They still have important things to do, and they cannot be delayed by their children's personal affair.

"Someone is chasing you." Leng Qianqian also noticed Feng Qianhua and said softly as he walked.

"I know." Bei Mingao also discovered it, and he already knew who the visitor was, looking unhappy.

He was only grateful to Feng Qianhua, and nothing else.

Leng Qianqian saw that Bei Mingao's face darkened and was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Bei Mingao suddenly stopped, and looked at Leng Qianqian deeply: "Will you believe me?"

"Of course." Leng Qianqian responded without hesitation.

Bei Mingao took a deep breath, as if he was a little nervous, and he used some strength to hold Leng Qianqian's hand.

Leng Qianqian felt a little painful and frowned: "What's wrong?"

It seemed that nothing had happened, but Bei Mingao suddenly felt like this.
To be continued...