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Chapter 1642

Chapter 1642

From late at night to dawn, from dawn to dusk.

The frightening journey along the way, with frequent stops and starts, made Suning feel more exhausted than ever before, but he did not dare to relax even a little bit.

He is not afraid of demon cultivators. With Tuque's fundamental feather, those monsters, big and small, hiding in the dark dare not approach him.

However, in addition to demon cultivators haunting the Ziyao Abandoned Star Realm, there are also demon cultivators that he has never encountered before.

Demonic cultivators suck human blood, and demonic cultivators eat people's souls.

Once caught by them, one can imagine the disastrous consequences.

So Suning had to be cautious and tiptoe like a thief.

In this way, three days later, he finally walked out of the huge ruins and came to a relatively clear river.

It is said to be a small river, but it is actually more than ten meters wide.

There was no grass growing beside the river, and there were no fish in the river.

Suning knelt down to wash his face, his mind spread in all directions, always paying attention to the disturbances around him.

Dao Huo'er said irritably: "Yigou, if you keep going like this, how long will it take for us to return to Shui Yun Fairyland?"

"And the secret treasure that can harm people, do you want it or not?"

The little girl stayed in the Qimen Seal and said in a tangled tone: "I'm already here, so it seems uneconomical not to go to the bottom of the lake."

"Besides, you promised Qiao Wantang that each of them would share half of the secret treasure. Isn't it too embarrassing to return empty-handed?"

Suning rubbed his face randomly and said absently: "With the current situation, we can only take one step at a time."

"No matter how important the secret treasure is, it can't be compared to wealth and life, right?"

Dao Huo'er couldn't help but fly out of the Qimen Seal, squatted by the river with Suning and said, "Just wait, you and Jing Guanjue haven't returned yet, Qiao Wantang will definitely send someone to investigate.

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"It's better to stay put than put yourself in danger."

"Hey, that's not right. As the eldest disciple of Shuiyun Immortal Palace, Jing Guanjue must have a divine soul lamp for Qiao Wantang's safekeeping."

"Think about it, if he fell into the jungle swamp, Qiao Wantang would not notice it at all?"

Suning's eyes lit up and she said with surprise: "You mean, Senior Brother Jing is still safe and sound?"

Dao Huo'er pondered: "I think the target of those two men in black is you, not Jing Guanjue."

"Beheading her direct disciples in Qiao Wantang's territory, huh, what's the difference between this and willingly committing suicide?"

Suning said excitedly: "It makes sense."

Dao Huo'er rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his little hand and patted the water and said: "Don't leave, just stay here. At most, for half a month, when someone comes from Shuiyun Immortal Palace, we will be saved."

Suning was waiting for a reply, but in his mind, he saw a small boat floating upstream of the river in the distance.

A wooden boat with a curved awning woven from bamboo strips.

An old man with gray hair and one eye was sitting on the stern of the boat paddling, holding an old-fashioned pipe from China's Little World in his mouth.

He puffed away the clouds and looked very enjoying himself.

On the raised bow of the boat, a five or six-year-old child stood fishing with a pole.

She is a girl, wearing a simple emerald green gown, with long braids, and a chubby little face that is extremely cute.

She put one hand on her waist and held a small and light long bamboo pole in the other hand, staring at the goose-feather fish bobber with her bright and innocent eyes.

"this......"

Suning was secretly surprised and quickly pulled Dao Huo'er back.

"What's wrong?"

Dao Huo'er, who didn't know what was going on, said nervously: "A demon appears?"

Suning quickly recounted the scene he saw, and said solemnly: "I can't feel the fluctuation of immortal power on them."

"The bird's natal feather never reminded me, what does this mean?"

"If it's not a human being or a demon, then it's just a demonic cultivator that devours people's hearts and souls."

Dao Huo'er immediately cast a spell, using the breath-containing formation within the Qimen Seal to seal her and Suning's leaked auras.

The latter's face turned pale and he said, "I'm afraid it's too late."

"I can see them, and they must have seen me."

"A true immortal, I only dare to set foot in this abandoned star realm with the company of Senior Brother Jing."

"The old and the young, their cultivation level will only be higher than mine."

Dao Huo'er collapsed and said, "Are we going to die?"


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