After Yu Qingqian returned to Lou Feixue's residence, he went into seclusion again. This time, instead of refining poison, he refined many medicines for healing.

  Lou Feixue knew that Yu Qingqian was going to participate in the battle on the frontier battlefield, and exchanged her spiritual points for a large number of spiritual grasses for her to carry as a spare.

   Ten days later, Yu Qingqian and the other nine members of the sect gathered in the council hall, and the sect master Yu Xiu personally sent them to the frontier battlefield.

The    frontier battlefield is at the junction of the four borders, and the distance is relatively long. Through constant transmission and rushing, they arrived at the border a month later.

  There is a large city called Lisu City on the border of the human domain. At present, everyone participating in the war is teleported to Lisu City.

Lisucheng is very strict with the people who are sent over. Yuxiu brought the token of Yulingzong, and the inspectors routinely inquired, and then took a few people to a place in the city that was specially provided for the disciples to participate in the battle. Residence yard.

   There are ten people in the Yuling Sect, who were divided into a separate courtyard, and each person chose a room to live in.

   In addition, most of the ninety people who participated in the battle have not yet arrived, and Yuxiu does not restrict the movements of ten people, as long as they do not leave the city.

   Yu Qingqian and Long Jinze walked around the city the next day, and found that the atmosphere in the city was relatively tense, major businesses were in short supply of supplies, and many people rushed to buy.

   After another five days, Feng Chen, Feng Li and Sheng Moran arrived at Lisu City one after another.

   That night, Yu Qingqian walked out of his yard.

  Under a big tree beside the moat, she saw Feng Chen, who was dressed in white, standing not far away with a handsome and elegant face, smiling, and her cold temperament was much restrained, just like a pair of ink paintings.

  Yu Qingqian walked over, wrapped his hands around Feng Chen's waist, rested his head on his neck, and said in a loving voice, "Sick beauty!"

   Feng Chen took Yu Qingqian into his arms, smelled the fragrance of her hair, and poured out a magnetic and masculine voice, "Qianqian!"

   The two hugged for a moment before letting go. Feng Chen took Yu Qingqian's hand and strolled by the river.

   "Qianqian, I got a message." Feng Chen said.

   Yu Qingqian turned his head curiously: "What news?"

   "Leng Yujun and the other three direct descendants of the Leng family also passed the selection test, and this time they also came to the border battlefield to participate in the battle." Feng Chen clenched Yu Qingqian's hand.

   Yu Qingqian frowned slightly: "I didn't expect to see that woman again."

"She has been quietly practicing in the Leng family for more than two years, and has only recently come out for activities." Feng Chen paused and said, "I found out that the Leng family has a private connection with the Palace of the Souls, and the senior management of the Leng family want Leng Yujun to do so. Recognize you and Mo Ran."

   Yu Qing gave a cold snort: "The higher-ups of the Leng family are afraid that they will recognize me and my brother when they see the value of my use."

  If there is no Yulingzong and Motiandian behind her, and her brother does not have the richest Sheng family in the Lingxi realm behind her, the senior management of the Leng family probably won't mention them.

   "Your performance in the secret realm of Lingxi has alarmed them, and they knew the identities of you and Sheng Moran through the Hall of Shadows." Feng Chen's news network in the Yun family's control is very strong, and many hidden things can be found out.

   "The Temple of the Souls again? They won't have any conspiracy, right?" Yu Qingqian's brows furrowed even deeper.

   "The Temple of the Soul wants you to move closer to them through Leng Yujun's relationship, or to stop interfering with the evil repair of the Temple of the Soul, but I always think it's not that simple." There was a hint of coldness in Feng Chen's eyes.

   "Let's toss with them, the water will come to cover the soil and the soldiers will come to block." Yu Qingqian hooked his lips, looking like he was waiting for the opponent to come.