Si Xueyi chose a place of seclusion, which was very remote and located in a dark and cold desolate valley.
After Qing Lin left with Duobao Shu, he did not dare to go too far.
She was self-aware and knew that Si Xueyi didn't need her to protect him at all.
But Qinglin still took this matter very seriously and led the Duobao rat to patrol the surrounding area for ten miles.
Just as Si Xueyi said, when she released the Duobao Mouse, the little guy actually didn't escape.
"It's amazing. How did Si Xueyi do it?"
Qing Lin's gentle and beautiful face showed a strong look of curiosity. This Si Xueyi was really too mysterious.
"What about lightning? I can do it too... Xiao Hui, come here."
Qinglin majors in swordsmanship, but he also has some knowledge of thunder, so it is not troublesome to release lightning.
The Douban Mouse walked over with its head protruding. Qinglin stretched out his fingertips and said with a smile: "Come on, give me a kiss."
The mouse's eyes widened, and he quickly showed joy, biting it happily.
After a while, white electric light bloomed from Qinglin's fingertips.
The Dubao rat happily started to smoke it, but after just one sip, he felt something was wrong. After another sip, he felt uncomfortable all over.
It vomited it out quickly, covering its neck with its little hands and retching.
Qinglin was extremely strange. He looked at his own fingers and then looked at Duobaoshu and said, "You don't want to chew a girl's fragrant little finger. You insist on holding a man's finger and chewing it. There's something wrong with you, Shushu..."
Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, a smile appeared on her face, and she said excitedly: "Could it be a female mouse? Come on, let my sister take a look..."
Duobao Mouse was so frightened that his hair suddenly exploded. He covered his mouth with both hands and looked at Qinglin with aggrieved eyes.
Seeing that Qing Lin was really about to take action, the Douban Rat turned around and ran away.
"Hahaha, don't run away..."
Qinglin let out a crisp laugh and hurriedly chased after him, only to realize that this rat was not ordinary interesting.
Three days passed like this, and Qing Lin and Duobao Rat gradually became intimate.
On this day, when Qing Lin was bored, the Dubao rat came over nervously, chirping and gesticulating.
Qing Lin frowned slightly and said, "Is there anyone?"
The rat nodded quickly.
Qinglin immediately became vigilant. She held the Doubao rat in her arms and quickly followed the direction of its finger.
After a while, Qing Lin landed on the top of a tall tree, hiding his figure.
She looked into the distance, and her expression suddenly changed.
In the field of vision, there are monks wearing ghost-faced cloaks and masks riding on wild beasts.
They spread out and were searching bit by bit.
"Ghost Bone Tower!"
Qing Lin was shocked, weren't they the subordinates of the red-clad Holy Envoy in the Stone House Tavern?
She looked further into the distance and found some masked monks, also riding wild beasts, searching for something.
"not good."
Qing Lin's complexion changed drastically.
This group of people searched carefully, and found that the direction was exactly the deserted valley where Si Xueyi retreated.
If he left things alone, he would find Si Xueyi in half a day at most.
"Si Xueyi is attacking the Arhat's golden body. Although this guy is powerful, if someone disturbs him, the consequences will not be good."
Qing Lin's eyes flashed with anxiety as he tried hard to think of a way to deal with it.
But a rough count shows that there are at least a dozen of these masked monks, and without exception they are all at the ninth level of Dragon Vein.
With her strength, it is almost impossible to solve them all.
Qinglin's thoughts were changing rapidly, and she still couldn't think of any good solution.
After a while, a flash of determination flashed in Qinglin's eyes, and she let the rat out.
Under the surprised gaze of the other party, he jumped down from the ancient tree and dived towards a masked monk.
She was very fast, with golden light blooming all over her body, and she was behind the man in the blink of an eye.
But before she could make any move, the masked monk on the beast turned around suddenly, raised his hand and stabbed it back.
This shot was extremely fast, the sharp tip pierced the air, and made a loud and ear-piercing explosion.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Qing Lin unsheathed his sword and blocked the shot with his sword blade.
Bang!
The moment the spear tip collided with the sword body, a dazzling bright light burst out, illuminating the surrounding area as dazzling as day.
Relying on the power of the holy sword, Qing Lin completely blocked the shot, and the man did not take a step back in mid-air.
roar!
The masked monk yanked on the reins, and the beast turned around and charged, knocking the green scales off to the ground.
The masked monks in other directions heard the noise and rushed over with wild beasts, making loud noises on the ground.
Qing Lin watched all this calmly and kept fighting with the masked monk in front of him.
The opponent was condescending and had wild beasts to help him fight, forcing Qing Lin into a very embarrassing situation.
Click!
The big trees that supported the sky were broken, and eighteen grimace knights appeared and surrounded Qinglin.
"Now!"
After Qinglin used the power of the holy sword to forcefully repel the knight in front of him, he turned around and ran away without any hesitation.
Her idea is very simple, since there is no way to deal with these people.
Then run!
Lead these people as far away as possible, and they must not interfere with Si Xueyi's retreat.
As for what would happen if he couldn't run away, Qinglin didn't think about it at all.
"Inform the Holy Envoy!"
"I found Si Xueyi's companion. She is Si Xueyi's companion. If we catch her, Si Xueyi will never be able to escape."
The Grimace Knight recognized Qinglin's identity and pursued her on his beast.
The rat was so frightened that it scratched its head and ears, not knowing what to do.
You can only follow carefully from the side!
Qing Lin used various means to run for a hundred miles, but was finally caught up by the Ghostface Knight.
Qing Lin, who was forced to panic, kept swinging the Qiushui Sword in his hand. With the power of the holy sword, the Grimace Knight did not dare to advance too aggressively.
During this stalemate, suddenly an apple flew out.
Impartially, he hit Qing Lin on the wrist, knocking Qiushui Sword away.
Whoosh!
Then almost at the same time, a bloody figure appeared, holding the Qiushui Sword in his hand.
"Dragon Eagle!"
The Grimace Knight recognized this person as the Dragon Eagle of the Sword-holding Hall of the Blood Hidden Palace.
Longying held the sword in one hand and the apple in the other, smiling as he looked at the ghost-faced knights who were surrounding him.
Swish, swish, swish!
The sound of breaking through the air continued to appear, and the sword cultivators from the sword-holding hall of Xueyin Palace appeared one after another.
The eighteen grimace knights suddenly did not dare to act rashly.
Long Ying looked at the exhausted Qing Lin and said with a smile: "You are holding this sword, just like a child holding gold and walking in the busy city."
Suddenly, Long Ying raised his eyebrows.
boom!
The Qiu Shui Sword was thrown out by him, turned into a thunderbolt and flew away, then fell to the ground and trembled.
The sword body is like a wall, blocking the way of the rat.
Its body was as stretched as a wooden board, and it turned around and raised its little paws in a gesture of surrender.
The dragon eagle rose and fell several times before it came to it and lifted it up with a smile.
"Look what I found, a living Turbot."
On the other side, the Grimace Knight took advantage of him to leave, swarmed up and captured Qing Lin.
After a while, Mei Zihua and the Holy Envoy in red appeared here riding wild beasts.
Ghost Bone Tower captured Qing Lin, and Xueyin Palace captured Qiushui Sword and Duobao Rat. Each side gained something.
Long Ying threw the Qiushui Sword to Mei Zihua. After the latter took the sword, he smiled and said: "Red-dressed Holy Envoy, the previous commotion must have been caused by this sword."
The red-clothed holy envoy frowned and said: "How can we exert the power of this sword in the realm of dragon veins? At least we can't do it with our cultivation level."
This is a fact!
Regardless of plum paintings or red-clothed holy envoys, it is extremely difficult to exert the power of the holy sword.
Mei Zihua looked at the sword and said calmly: "But he is Si Xueyi."
The red-dressed holy envoy didn't want to get involved in the matter, so she waved to the Grimace Knight to bring Qinglin over.
The holy envoy in red smiled charmingly and said gently: "Little girl, where did Si Xueyi go?"
Qinglin turned his head and didn't look at her.
The holy envoy in red was not angry and said with a smile: "Give her a few blows on the face. Women care most about their appearance. I don't believe how long you can keep your words."
Mei Zihua sheathed her sword and said: "She has become the little pavilion master of Penglai Pavilion in the Holy City at a young age. She has the holy sword at her side casually. I'm afraid her background is not small. The red-dressed envoy is determined to get things done.
Are you so awesome?"
The red-clothed holy envoy's expression changed, and he said: "Let's give her a few whips first!"
Several ghost-faced knights came closer step by step, holding whips.
A look of fear appeared on Qinglin's face, and he said quickly: "I said, I said, Si Xueyi went to the tree spirit tribe."
"The Dryad Tribe!"
Mei Zihua and the red-clothed holy envoy looked at Qinglin at the same time.
Qing Lin nodded and said: "He and I came to Tree Heart City to find the Wood Spirit Pearl, but something strange happened in Tree Heart City and the tree spirit tribe became dangerous, so Si Xueyi asked me to go back alone."
The holy envoy in red held his chin and said nothing, as if he was trying to determine whether the other party was lying.
Qinglin's words may be true or false, but from the tone and demeanor, it's not easy for people to see the flaws.
Mei Zihua suddenly asked: "Are you sure that the previous movement was caused by Si Xueyi?"
Qing Lin nodded and gave a brief summary of his previous encounter with Ji Wuxue and others.
"It is indeed him."
Mei Zihua held the Qiu Shui Sword, her face became much more solemn, and her eyes showed deep thought.
"Go to the dryad tribe."
After a while, Mei Zihua sighed softly and made a decision for the hesitant red-dressed envoy.
The holy envoy in red said: "What if this girl is lying?"
Mei Zihua glanced at her and said casually: "It doesn't matter, as long as you hold her, Si Xueyi will definitely come to you even if she's not in the tree spirit tribe."