"Why are you so panicked?"

Jun Muqian frowned. She didn't know what this person was using to cover up his voice. She couldn't tell the difference between male and female.

After thinking about this, she turned her head to look at Rong Qing and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Is it your opponent again?"

Obviously, the black figure she was chasing just now should be the subordinate of the owner of the voice just now.

In other words, the black shadow is just being instigated by someone else, a little minion?

Hearing this, Rong Qing said calmly: "Someone once told me that only those with equal strength can be worthy of being called opponents."

He slowly raised his hand to catch a falling leaf: "These people are not worthy of this word."

His tone was extremely calm, but his eyes were so unattainable, like clouds and mist in the mountains.

Jun Muqian once again felt that Rong Qing was far away from her.

She looked for a moment, then suddenly stretched out her hand and grasped his wrist bone.

"Huh?" There seemed to be a hint of surprise in Rong Qing's eyes.

But when I looked again, it was still as calm as clear water, without even a ripple.

desolate.

But he didn't say anything, he just lowered his eyes to look at her, his eyes deep and dark.

"I'm a little afraid of the dark." Jun Muqian said nonsense sincerely, "Do you mind if I lend you my wrist?"

hiss……

She thought to herself, isn't this hand too cold?

So he added tentatively: "Would you like to warm your hands by the way?"

Rong Qianqian was silent for a moment, and then said in a calm voice: "Just don't move."

"If something alarms you, I won't care about you."

"I promise not to move." Jun Muqian gathered the fire of chaos and smiled lightly on his lips, "Are you warm? Master?"

Rong Qing did not answer this time, because at this moment, another voice came from the silent cold palace.

This voice was that of the person who wanted to skin Lou Caizhi just now.

"My subordinate is guilty! I happened to meet a Daqian princess on the way here, but I failed to succeed. I really deserve death!"

The voice was trembling, containing fear.

Jun Muzhen's attention was quickly attracted. She listened attentively, almost forgetting the beauty next to her.

"Huh, that's ridiculous!" The neutral voice from before sneered, "You can't even handle a princess who has no cultivation level, but you are still a Spirit Sect!"

"I know my mistake." He didn't dare to refute a word. "I had to give up because I sensed the danger."

"Oh?" The voice paused, then raised its voice, "You mean you met him? But I didn't receive any news that he would come to do something."

Immediately he hesitated again: "But is it true?!"

Hearing this, Jun Muqian glanced at Rong Qing, and seeing that his expression remained as usual, he couldn't help but chuckle: "Hey, you seem to care about you even though you are a low-class enemy."

"It's not an honor." Rong Qing said noncommittally, "Don't think too much."

His clear eyes became slightly more concentrated.

This person seemed to have used something to hide his secret. Due to many restrictions, he could not figure out the identity of this person, and he did not even know whether he was a boy or a girl.

It's really interesting.

After so many years of collecting the power of luck, this is the first time I have encountered this kind of thing.

Suddenly, a red light flashed across the eyes of the man in scarlet clothes. He coughed slightly, his eyes thoughtful...

This secret backlash against him seems to have become more and more serious in recent years.

Jun Muqian immediately noticed something was wrong with the person next to her. She held his other hand and asked, "Is it really cold?"

"Not bad." Rong Qing shook his head, not planning to say anything more.

Jun Muzhen no longer asked, but secretly took out a few drops of the Spring of Life and Creation, and quietly used spiritual power to pass it into his body.

She frowned. Could it be that there was something wrong with his body?

But it is strange to see that he is quite healthy, and the higher his cultivation level, the fewer stubborn diseases he has.

Since he doesn't want to say it, he must have his own reasons.

Jun Muqian lowered his eyebrows, suddenly... she felt very sorry for him.

In the cold palace, the conversation continued.

"It's absolutely true, Master! This subordinate has noticed that dangerous aura!" Black Shadow panicked for a moment, "I guarantee with my soul that if I dare to tell a lie, my soul will be scattered and I will return to chaos forever!"

Ordinary people may only swear by it as a consolation, but if a cultivator swears by it, they will really fulfill their oath.

These words can be described as a poisonous oath.

As expected, the voice fell silent, and after a while he said: "Well, since you have met him, it is reasonable for you to miss."

"Even I can't face him head-on. After all, he..."

At this point, his voice paused and did not say anything further, as if he was thinking about something.

Jun Muqian looked at Rong Qing again, her eyebrows raised slightly, and the two of them were communicating silently with their eyes.

——You really don’t know who that is?

--have no idea.

——Why don’t you go in and take a look?

——Stop the grass and scare the snake.

The man in scarlet clothes crossed his arms and leaned against the tree, his eyes cold.

At this time, the voice snorted again: "You are really more useless than the other. I will spare you this time."

Hearing this, the black shadow appeared and said, "Thank you master for not killing me."

"Now that Tianlin has been taken one step ahead, I must get the power of fate of Shengyuan and Daqian. Then, or..." Suddenly, the voice was sharp, "Where did the little mouse dare to eavesdrop here?!

"

Before he finished speaking, there was a "bang" sound, a blast sound came from the cold palace, and a strong wind suddenly came in the direction of the woman in purple.

Jun Mu's eyes changed slightly. Naturally, it was impossible for Rong Qing to expose himself, so it must be her.

It seems that the owner of this voice is so highly cultivated that Hunyuan Ling might be discovered even if she reveals her aura even slightly.

"You..." Rong Qing apparently also discovered something. He frowned. As soon as he said a word, he was interrupted, "As promised, leave me alone and I will do it myself."

Jun Muqian knew very well that if Rong Qing didn't come, she would be the only one now. If she was discovered, could she rely on others?

She clenched her fingers, with a cold light in her eyes, whether there was a breakthrough or not, it was just a matter of one move!

Danger is often the most compelling thing.

As expected, Rong Qing remained silent. He glanced at her lightly, then moved his body to another place.

At this moment, the sound of the wind was getting closer and closer. In the darkness, Jun Muqian saw a very blurry shadow flying towards him, and his eyes suddenly changed.

Master! Super master!

If she didn't enter Hunyuan Bell, she wouldn't even have time to run!

But Hunyuan Ling can avoid it for a while, but not for a lifetime.

Jun Muqian quickly started to operate the "Nine Revolutions of Creation Magic". The spiritual energy flowed rapidly between the Dantian and the eight meridians, and the nerves were tense to the extreme.

Nine turns... What is nine turns? And how to enter the first turn? What is the first turn?

Closer, closer!

The moment of life and death!

But suddenly, an amazing scene happened.

The moment the blurry shadow approached, the figure of the woman in purple suddenly disappeared without leaving even a trace, but she did not enter the Hunyuan Bell.
Chapter completed!