The voice was deep and seemed a little depressed. Shen Qianqing nodded. Anyway, this matter had nothing to do with them. It didn't matter whether Murong Xiyue went to Shushan or not.
but,
The injuries on my body were in vain, I have to go back and practice hard.
Without saying anything else, he summoned the spirit beast, and the two of them flew onto the spirit beast together and flew towards Shu Mountain——
*
But they didn't notice that just when their figures left, a thin figure with an immortal spirit slowly appeared in the air. Looking at the two people in the distance, the man sighed deeply and stroked his head. Changxu said a little annoyed.
"I didn't expect that these two people's personalities would be like this. The future of their second peak is worrying..."
"That's all. Since my disciple Jingwen is not here and my disciple is being taken care of, I will go and look for his soul first. Maybe I can gain something."
…
As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist figure disappeared.
Afterwards,
Behind a lacquered red carved column, the figures of Xiyue and Mo Qin appeared. Looking at the old man leaving, Xiyue smiled.
That's fine. As long as he can find his master's soul, he can nourish his master's soul as soon as possible. Tomorrow once said that everything has a cause and nothing can be rushed.
When fate arrives, it will appear.
As long as they don't give up, Master and the others will definitely still have hope.
Mo Qin placed a barrier on the city, and then the two of them turned around and walked towards Xuan Jing's palace.
far away,
Then he saw Wei Ying standing in the yard, with a branch of Begonia petals falling in his hand, and he seemed a little lost in thought——
Xiyue saw it and said with a smile.
"Wei Ying, everyone loves beauty. Why is Wei Ying so unsympathetic to beauty?"
Only then did Wei Ying suddenly wake up and hurriedly let go of his hand. He looked at Begonia, which had torn off many petals without realizing it, with a flash of annoyance.
He smiled sheepishly and stepped forward to salute.
"I've seen you two, and it's only now that Wei Ying has become reckless."
"Let's go and see Xuan Jing."
Xiyue signaled that he didn't have to worry about it, but Wei Ying just felt the beautiful scenery in front of her eyes, and the two people in front of her floated past. He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly walked in with them.
Entering the palace, when Xiyue passed through the barrier, she frowned slightly, caressed the beauty's pretty nose with her long fingers, and smelled it gently. Mo Qin stepped forward and sat on Xuan Jing's body. Next to him, he carefully felt his pulse.
Xiyue walked around the hall for a few steps, but she still felt that there was a vague smell in the air, and this smell was not there before she left.
Mo Qin checked Xuanjing's pulse and then checked some more, knowing that Xiyue had healed most of his injuries, and now only...
"kindness?"
Just when he was about to feel relieved and appreciate Xiyue properly, Mo Qin suddenly felt that there was something unusual in Xuan Jing's pulse.
He turned around to ask Xiyue, but saw that Xiyue looked a little frightened, and then ran to Mo Qin's side and said nervously.
"It's strange. There is a smell here that I have never smelled before. Before I left, I clearly set the barrier. Logically, no one would come in."
Mo Qin heard this,
Suddenly his expression calmed down, he turned around and raised his hand, the spiritual power turned into a lotus flower, imprinted on Xuan Jing's eyebrows, Mo Qin's red lips lightly opened, and a spiritual bead overflowed and penetrated into Xuan Jing's body.
When Wei Ying saw it, his expression suddenly froze, something was surging in his eyes, and his fists were clenched tightly.