Also forced out of invisibility was Mo Qianli. However, he only suffered a little lingering wind and flew out uninjured.
When he saw that Liu Qinghuan was seriously injured, he couldn't help but burst out in shock. He ran to Liu Qinghuan's side and asked anxiously: "Brother Liu, are you okay?"
Seeing that Liu Qinghuan was coughing up blood, his fingers were like electricity and he touched several large acupuncture points on his body. He took out two healing pills and fed them into Liu Qinghuan's mouth.
Seeing that Liu Qinghuan was finally able to breathe, Mo Qianli turned back and looked at the Nascent Soul cultivator who was slowly approaching in the distance.
He was so full of anger that he didn't dare to express it in front of the Yuanying monk, so he could only hold back and say: "I don't know where my friend offended the senior, and he even asked the senior to teach him a lesson. If he does anything wrong, I will first accuse you on his behalf.
Considering his young age and low level of cultivation, I ask you to be so generous and forgive me."
Although Mo Qianli's words were very low-key, they were still bold for a Nascent Soul cultivator who could kill them all with just a raise of his hand. But the reason why he dared to say it was because the other party had killed them with just one move.
Liu Qinghuan was seriously injured, but his fate was not broken.
This shows that the other party is not a person who kills indiscriminately, and there is most likely a reason for his actions.
Luo Yiye walked up to the two of them, with a faint turmoil on his calm face, as if he hadn't heard Mo Qianli's words, and asked in a condescending voice: "Where did you get that cloak?"
Liu Qinghuan pressed his chest with his hand, forcing down the surging breath. When he heard this, he subconsciously looked at the purple cloud canopy on his body, and his heart suddenly sank.
As early as when he obtained the Purple Cloud Peng, Yun Zheng had warned him: The Purple Cloud Peng had an extraordinary origin and must not be exposed in front of others.
He has indeed done this in recent years. Most of the people who have seen him with Ziyun Peng are dead, and only Yunzheng and Mo Qianli are alive who know about it.
Liu Qinghuan's heart was spinning, I'm afraid what happened today was going to happen!
Now facing Yuanying, squeezing him to death is as easy as squeezing an ant to death. The previous palm was obviously because the other party wanted to ask questions, so it didn't kill him at once.
"What?" Mo Qianli, who was supporting Liu Qinghuan, suddenly spoke up, feeling rather confused: "I spent 15,000 spirit stones on it in Haoyuan City."
He glanced at Luo Yiye again, could it be that this man actually fell in love with the ice silk cloak he was wearing? After all, he was still the True Lord of the Nascent Soul stage, so he couldn't be crazy because of poverty...
If Luo Yiye knew what Mo Qianli was thinking, he would most likely slap him into pieces. Fortunately, he didn't look at Mo Qianli at all and only stared at Liu Qinghuan coldly.
Liu Qinghuan took a breath, pushed Mo Qianli away, took out two more healing pills and threw them into his mouth, and then said: "Senior, are you asking me? This ice crystal snow silk cloak of mine was killed twelve years ago.
I found it in the storage bag of two couples who were on the sixth or seventh level of Qi Refining who wanted to rob me."
He told the truth, hoping that the other party would believe it.
But the other party obviously didn't believe it, and his eyes were still cold: "Is there a tall, thin young man with a pale face among the two people?"
"No." Liu Qinghuan said, neither humble nor arrogant: "One of those two people is a middle-aged man as strong as a bear, and the other is an enchanting middle-aged woman."
He looked firmly into the other person's eyes and raised a hand: "I, Liu Qinghuan, a disciple of the Wenshi Sect, swear with my Taoist heart that every sentence I just said is true and there is absolutely no lie! If there is any untruth, I am willing to
After enduring the physical punishment of the thunder, I will no longer make any progress in my cultivation in this life!"
Luo Yiye looked at him indifferently and stopped talking for a while.
Mo Qianli on the side couldn't hide his shock after hearing what the two said.
He probably guessed the hidden meaning. The tall and thin young man with a pale face must have a very unusual relationship with the Nascent Soul monk. At the same time, he was also shocked that Liu Qinghuan's Ziyun Peng was not ice silk, but ice crystal snow.
Woven from silk.
Ice crystal snow silk is said to only be produced in the Glazed Fantasy Snow Mulberry Forest, which is opened only once in five hundred years. Its output is very small. It takes an unknown number of five hundred years to weave such a large piece. It is said that Ziyun Peng is priceless.
It's not an exaggeration.
His previous doubts were also solved. No wonder Liu Qinghuan dared to run and peek at Master Jin Dan without being discovered by the other party.
After making her vows, Liu Qinghuan was still so nervous that her whole body was stiff.
This feeling that his life was completely in the hands of others made him powerless and unforgettable. The other person's long silence also made him more and more frightened.
This can't go on like this!
His mind was racing, he stood up with difficulty, then took off the purple cloud cloak and held it over his head: "Although I don't know what this cloak has to do with you, but I am lucky enough to get this cloak. I met you today.
Senior, I happened to return the jade intact to Zhao, so please take it back. I will report it to my master Ming Yangzi in the future, and I will definitely come to apologize again."
Luo Yiye's eyes flashed: "Are you the true disciple of Mingyangzi of the Wenshi Sect?"
"Yes." Liu Qinghuan replied without changing his expression and without a beating heart: "The junior master is also in Haoyuan City now. I wonder if the senior has ever met my master?"
Luo Yiye said slowly: "I entered this cave with him."
"It turns out that Master and the old man have also come in." Liu Qinghuan said as if he was extremely happy.
But when Luo Yiye waved his hand, the Ziyun Peng flew into his hands, and his slightly gentle voice suddenly turned cold: "Even though you are a disciple of Mingyangzi, it is related to my son's life and death. You want me to spare my life today."
It’s not that easy for you!”
Liu Qinghuan's heart sank, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar: Is it still not possible to pull Ming Yangzi's tiger skin?
But Luo Yiye said coldly: "For Mingyangzi's sake, I will give you half a quarter of an hour to escape. After half a quarter of an hour, if I can't catch you, all the cause and effect will be over; but if you are caught by me,
If caught, you will die!"
Half an hour? Not to mention half an hour, even half an hour or half a day. Liu Qinghuan, who was in the early stage of foundation building, would definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of the Nascent Soul cultivator!
But he also knew that it was not easy to get this half-quarter of an hour because the other party was extremely gracious.
It's just that he is seriously injured now, and even his spiritual power is not functioning smoothly, so how can he escape?
Mo Qianli on the side suddenly grabbed him, and Liu Qinghuan felt the objects in front of him recede rapidly, and the howling wind blew in his ears!
Liu Qinghuan turned to look at Mo Qianli and said cautiously: "Brother Mo, thank you."
Mo Qianli looked forward intently, pursed his lips tightly, and after a while he said seriously: "Two pieces!"
Liu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Do you want me to make a vow too?"
"Haha." Mo Qianli smiled and said, "No need for now, I can trust you."
Liu Qinghuan looked back and saw that they were getting further and further away from Luo Yiye. But at this distance, the other party could catch up with them in one step.
What was different from the past was that every foot of Mo Qianli now felt like it was touching the wind, with an extra sense of elegance, and his speed was 30% faster than usual.
However, this 30% also made Mo Qianli less able to act as freely as before. After a while, sweat appeared all over his body, and his face became redder and redder. It was obvious that he had reached his limit.