[Chapter 371] [Weathering Stream] ()

"This is not fickle. Is it better to wait until he takes the initiative to pursue it? In my opinion, it is better for Wu Hao, who has lost his memory now."

After hearing Ximen Ziyue's words, Wu Qian, who was beside her, snorted coldly.

"Hey, I couldn't make decisions when I was fickle in the past. Now I hope I can recover my memory as soon as possible. After I restore my memory, I might become in love. Sister Qian, don't just listen to the conversation between us. You are driving the demon cloud to carry me to the destination we are going to."

Seeing that Wu Qian was now attracted by her previous life, she had been letting the demon clouds float in the air a hundred meters above the ground, Wu Hao couldn't help but say.

"Oh, okay, the past you actually have nothing to do with me. I really like you now as my disciple, being modest, cautious, and not fickle. I hope you can restore your memory as soon as possible and change all your previous evil deeds."

While speaking, Wu Qian drove the demon cloud to fly quickly towards their destination.

Ximen Ziyue was still flying with the spiral energy wheel under her feet, closely following Wu Qian's magic cloud.

After more than half an hour of flight, the three of them finally flew to the place where Wu Hao was going to practice and the weathered stream.

Fengfenghuajian is a mountain stream in the middle of the Devil Desert. Over the years, you will have strong sandstorms blowing in. And after the transformation of the special structure of the mountain stream, the sandstorm always says that it contains the strong wind and sand.

Practicing in such an environment is simply a holy place for practitioners of the wind and earth system, but this so-called holy place of cultivation is actually very dangerous.

"Wu Hao, you can practice here in the future. Whenever you think you can practice the fighting skills I gave you, you can walk back to the Ridge Sect from here. I believe you should know the route along the way. I will take Ziyue to another place to practice now, and you will practice slowly here. Anyway, you won't be hungry, and it's okay not to eat. Let's leave."

In terms of cultivation, Wu Qian, as the leader of the Rimo Sect, was absolutely unambiguous. Her words made Ximen Ziyue, who was standing beside her, feel a little scared.

"Sister Qian... Master, Feng Lang's current soul state is so weak. Can he withstand the extremely harsh environment here?"

Upon hearing this, Ximen Ziyue, who was beside her, couldn't help but ask bitterly.

"You shouldn't cry first. It's not too late to cry when you arrive at the place where you want to practice. Your mind really needs to be polished there. Let's go now, don't disturb Wu Hao's practice."

Wu Qian replied immediately, his words were very majestic.

"Okay... Fenglang, you have to be careful..."

Ximen Ziyue sobbed and said goodbye to Wu Hao, while Wu Qian pulled him into the Demon Cloud and was taken away.

In a blink of an eye, the beautiful figures of Wu Qian and Ximen Ziyue disappeared into Wu Hao's eyes.

"Hey, I'm the only one again, and I'm back in this devil desert. Forget it, I'd better work hard to practice the domineering soul-devouring technique so that the soul's original power can be restored to 10% as soon as possible, so that I can practice fighting skills as soon as possible."
Chapter completed!