We are cannon fodder, and we are leading the way in cultivating immortals.

Wen Xiangyi sneered, "Please drink tea? Do you think you are a policeman?"

Although Qiu Yuan didn't know what the police meant, his interest was aroused by her tone.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Wen is not willing to reward me."

As he spoke, a wisp of cyan flame rose from his fingertips, instantly burning the curtain hat until not even ashes were left.

Wen Xiangyi watched his movements without saying a word, her heart was beating fast, fine cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her nervousness almost spread throughout her body.

"But there is no reason why I, Qiu Yuan, cannot invite the people I want to invite, no matter what method is used."

He smiled, and as soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared in place like the wind.

Wen Xiangyi was startled and was about to draw a spiritual shield for herself. Unexpectedly, in just half a breath, Qiu Yuan appeared in front of her like a ghost.

The two of them were so close that Wen Xiangyi could see the reflection in his black pupils and feel his hot breath on her face.

What a great speed!

"Be careful!" Jiang Shaobai and Ling Lan exclaimed and took action simultaneously.

The sword energy swept over and set off gusts of strong wind, blowing the surrounding lanterns to pieces. The thick fog was also shattered and dispersed in the sharp white light.

However, in the face of their attacks, Qiu Yuan remained calm and looked at them indifferently. Then he waved his long sleeves, and a powerful air flow rushed away like a mountain, directly defeating the sword energy.

Although the sleeve wind did not directly lift Ling Lan and Jiang Shaobai away, it still forced them back dozens of meters, and their boots left long and deep marks on the ground!
They both leaned on the ground with their swords and looked at Qiu Yuan with solemn eyes. Their foreheads were covered with cold sweat and their breathing became messy and rapid.

Qiu Yuan smiled disdainfully and raised his hand. Immediately, a group of monks wearing black clothes and veils appeared out of thin air and surrounded the two of them.

Wen Xiangyi was shocked when he saw this situation. Seeing that Qiu Yuan hadn't looked back, he quickly stabbed him with his sword.

"Stop!" At this moment, Su Yuning suddenly rushed over.

She was holding a slender sword and wanted to block Wen Xiangyi. However, how could the cultivation achieved by accumulating pills be compared to the cultivation achieved through hard work?

The moment the sword blade touched, Su Yuning was directly knocked away by the sharp sword energy, and the sword in her hand fell to the ground with a clang.

She was protected by a cassock, so she was not injured, but she was disgraced and looked extremely embarrassed.

Qiu Yuan frowned and knocked Wen Xiangyi away with one palm. Then he flew to Su Yuning's side and helped her up, "Ning'er, what are you doing?"

Su Yuning struggled out of his arms with a red face, coughed several times, and said awkwardly, "Don't think too much, I'm not here to save you!"

Qiu Yuan didn't speak, and smiled softly, with a bit of endearment in his eyes.

Qiu Yuan's palm was relatively light and did not have a killing move, but it also knocked Wen Xiangyi away.

Her body suddenly hit a sharp stone, her face instantly turned pale, and blood seeped out from her lips.

Wen Xiangyi clutched her cramped chest. She could still hold it in, but after hearing the conversation between the two people, she broke down and spurted out a mouthful of blood!She was really going to throw up.

What the hell is Su Yuning doing?Create a tsundere persona for yourself?
I'm not here to save you~
Please, does Qiu Yuan need her to save him?
That Qiu Yuan was indeed someone who was being taken advantage of. He couldn't even see through this little trick, and he actually showed a doting expression!

All she had to do was whisper into Su Yuning's ear with the bubbly sound of a slipper stuck in her throat, "Baby, you're playing with fire."

what!
After taking a healing pill, Wen Xiangyi stood up shakily with her sword on the ground. Before she could make any other moves, Qiu Yuan's figure appeared in front of her again.

She gritted her teeth, flipped her wrist and released several sword energy, flying towards him.

Those sword energies were cut off by Qiu Yuan while they were still in mid-air. A ball of cyan flame appeared in his slender white hands, and then dispersed into clusters, floating around him, as strange and beautiful as phosphorus fire.

Wen Xiangyi knew that it would be foolish to confront Qiu Yuan head-on, so he still planned to find an opportunity to escape.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Yuan seemed to have expected it, and directly used pressure to keep her in place. The green flames in his palm followed the movements of his hands and surrounded them, forming a scorching cage.

"Is this your attitude when inviting people back for tea?" Wen Xiangyi looked at him with a smile.

Qiu Yuan smiled, reached out and picked up a strand of her long hair and gently twirled it around his fingertips, and then used the extra hair to brush her cheek, his voice was low and charming, "If you If you are willing to just come with me, how could I do this to you?"

Wen Xiangyi's hair stood up because of his gaze. If at first he looked at her like he was looking at a collection, now it was like looking at a plate of food.

She swallowed, tried hard to calm down, organized the words in her mind and was about to speak, but Qiu Yuan let go of his hair, put his index finger on her lips, and whispered, "I don't want to If I hear you say no again, come with me."

There was a cold feeling on her lips, and Wen Xiangyi couldn't help but feel a strong sense of resistance and nausea in her heart. She frowned and immediately turned her head away.

"You..." As soon as she said the words, there was a sudden chill on her neck, and then her vision suddenly went dark, and she fell into a coma.

Qiu Yuan withdrew the flame, naturally caught Wen Xiangyi, and then hugged him sideways, with amusement in his deep eyes.

"appropriate!"

At this time, Ling Lan and Jiang Shaobai had just broken out of the encirclement, and when they saw this situation, their eyes suddenly burst into tears.

Qiu Yuan glanced at them provocatively, his eyes narrowed into two dangerous gaps, and he raised his hand to call out more black-clothed monks, surrounding them again.

"Kill them."

"What are you doing?" Su Yuning ran up and saw Qiu Yuan holding Wen Xiangyi in his arms. A flash of surprise first flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes were as cold as ice.

Qiu Yuan did not answer his question. He just released a hand and gently stroked her cheek, "Let's go Ning'er, it's time to go back."

"Whoever wants to go back with you, please let me go as soon as possible. I want to go back to Chongyun Sect!" Su Yuning waved his hand away, her eyes turning red.

She stared intently at Wen Xiangyi in Qiu Yuan's arms, thinking that Qiu Yuan, a pervert, might have fallen in love with Wen Xiangyi!
After all, although this woman is very annoying, she is really good in appearance, but she is still a little worse than her.

The key is that she mentioned the hateful things about Wen Xiangyi several times in front of Qiu Yuan and expressed her desire to kill him. Qiu Yuan also promised to help her, but now she not only refuses to kill him, but also wants to take him back!
Sure enough, vixens can't change their lustful nature!