"Where are we going?" After the masked man took two swords, the second elder and the half-dead head of the fourth elder ran away without looking back, and the great elder of the worship hall did not appear from beginning to end.

　　 "It's not us, it's me." They have flown to the vicinity of the Kunlun Mountains. Although they are still a long way from Qingyun Mountain, they are relatively safe. Although the two of them could be regarded as the mortal enemies of the Sacrificial Hall, it was impossible for the elders of the Sacrificial Hall of the Monster Race to want to kill people in the vicinity of Kunlun unscrupulously, so Qi Huan's ride could only get here.

　　 "Don't you just leave me behind, I'm a weak woman..." Qi Huan looked at the masked man pitifully, and the little fox on her head squatted down there with a pitiful look.

"Isn't your Lei Dun a great escape!" The masked man said with a smile, and regardless of whether Qi Huan wanted it or not, he directly threw her to the ground. Although it was thrown off, the mask man's actions She was quite measured, but she didn't feel any pain in a daze.

　　 "How do you know that I will escape from thunder?" Qi Huan remembered that she had never used thunder away in front of the masked man. Except for those people on Qingyun Mountain, it seemed that only Mo Ye knew that she would escape from thunder.

　　 The masked man did not answer Qi Huan, the flying sword under his feet turned and flew in the opposite direction.

　　 "Mo Ye?" Qi Huan shouted loudly with his hands shaped like a horn. It's a pity that Qi Huan didn't feel he hesitated until the figure disappeared in front of her.

　　 Could it be that I made a mistake? Qi Huan was curious and didn't know why. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Qi Huan always felt that this person was Mo Ye. It's a pity that they don't admit it at all, and Qi Huan also thinks that he doesn't have the strength to take off the mask on his face.

　　 "It's okay, it will be long in the future." Sooner or later she would take off the weird mask to see who he was.

　　 After the masked man left, Qi Huan sat on the ground for a long time, thinking about where she should go next. Qingyunshan is not ready to go back for the time being. Anyway, the book is already in her hands. When she goes back, she is practicing alone. The master retreats. When the uncle and uncle see her like a mouse and a cat, they usually take a detour when they see Qi Huan. .

　　 During the foundation stage, Lingyunzi and the others were able to point them out. In the late stage of Qi condensation, their cultivation methods are very different from theirs, so they can only comprehend them by themselves, so the practice is the same everywhere.

　　 What Qi Huan worries most is that once the demon elder ran to Qingyun Mountain to make trouble, would he not be a turtle in the urn, and it would very likely cause great trouble to Qingyun Mountain. If they don't go back, they can't do anything to Qingyun faction. She didn't believe that the world was so big that the two old men in the Sacrifice Hall could really find themselves.

　　 I flipped through the storage bag, and there was a pile of spiritual stones in it. There were also a lot of herbs that were thousands of years old, but there was no copper plate. As for the storage ring given by the old man, it was even worse. Heihai Shen Jing installed a pile, and there were some life-saving one-time luxury goods, but there was no silver.

　　 Which immortal cultivator needs to bring money to go out! Qi Huan wanted to cry without tears, really a penny to kill a hero! Although she is in the late stage of condensing Qi, it won't be good if she doesn't eat for a month, but she has to find a place to live. There is no way to mess with the world without a copper plate on her body?

　　 Qi Huan dragged the little fox off his head and pointed to its nose with a terrifying expression, "Now take your tail back to me for eight."

　　 The little fox glared at Qi Huan and shook his head hard, with nine little tails wagging and wagging behind.

　　 "Let me tell you, people in the city like fox meat the most, especially foxes with nine tails!" When a mortal saw a fox with two tails, he knelt down and called Daxian, let alone the one with nine tails. Qi Huan was afraid that he would meet a cultivator and would inevitably have extraordinary knowledge. If they recognize this fox as the nine-tailed sky fox, let alone the little fox, even Qi Huan will not escape death.

　　 After being intimidated by Qi Huan, the little fox shrank his neck and retracted all eight tails, and also consciously changed the overly conspicuous black fur on his body to khaki.

　　 Seeing the little fox lying on his chest honestly, Qi Huan had to admit that it’s no wonder that people have nine tails and their IQs are high, so they can draw inferences from one another. This little thing is more afraid of death than himself!

　　 After everything was ready, Qi Huan tidied up his clothes and headed to the small town not far away. After walking into the town, Qi Huan couldn't help but smile. She didn't know if it was fate, she returned to Qingtang Town. When I first crossed, I landed in this small town. I didn't expect to have a chance to come back, but I didn't know how the old lady of the Song family was doing.

　　 After entering the town, Qi Huan found that there were not many people in the town, so he randomly asked someone to find out, saying that it was Daxian who was in the Song family to eliminate demons.

　　 I didn't expect that it hadn't come back for more than four years, and the Song family house's level was getting higher and higher, from the original haunted to the demon. I just don’t know if it’s a ladyboy...

　　 Although he hasn't come back for four years, Qi Huan still finds the Song family mansion with ease. Today’s Song family mansion has not changed much from that of the past. It is a bit dilapidated. Some of the broken glazed tiles on the house have been replaced by red tiles. It looks nondescript in the distance, and the blue two-meter-high wall is also covered. There are some strange stripes painted, it seems that the Song family's life over the years is not too satisfactory.

Qi Huan followed the crowd and squeezed into the Song family mansion. UU reading www.uukanshu.com didn't know if it was because of the demon, no one was guarding outside, bypassing the vestibule, and Qi Huan looked around with his consciousness. Did not find anything wrong.

　　 This can only explain two situations. One is that there is no demon here at all; the other is that the demon is more powerful than himself and can hide his own spiritual knowledge. No matter what it is, she has nothing to do with herself anyway, she is just a fun.

　　 came to the familiar backyard again. Qi Huan saw the old Taoist man wearing a yellow Taoist robe, holding a handful of talisman paper in his left hand and a peach wood sword in his right hand, walking seven-star steps in the yard. It's interesting to see his posture. Although the aura in his body fluctuates slightly, he is obviously trained.

　　 Just as Qi Huan was staring at him with interest, the door of the room where the old Song family lived in the closed backyard was kicked with a slam, and the old Song came out in a stride.

　　 After seeing Grandpa Song, the old Dao went straight to the sword without saying anything. Qi Huan was surprised at first, but when she took a closer look, she realized that there was something wrong with Grandpa Song.

In the past, Mrs. Song was only a little fatter, but now it is more than a little bit. He can just hold four or five Qi Huan alone, and his eyes are green. The original pair of normal eyes looks like a beast. .

　　 The speed of the sword is not slow, and the old man Song is not slow. In Qi Huan's eyes, the two are playing Tai Chi, but they are much more exciting in the eyes of others. Qi Huan frowned and stared at Grandpa Song, unable to see what was going on with him.

　　 "Miss doesn't seem to be from the town?" Qi Huan was curling her neck and looking in, suddenly a sweet voice rang from her side.

　　 Qi Huan turned his head to look at the person speaking, his eyes condensed suddenly.