Retrograde fairy way

At the same time, in another nice private room, there were also four or five people sitting or standing, but the leaders were obviously a young man and a middle-aged monk in a blue Taoist robe.

The few standing monks were dressed as guards, but they all had a calm breath, and they were also in the form of the Great Consummation of God.

"Hehe, congratulations to the Young Sect Master, with the help of this Spirit Wing woman, the Great Consummation of God Transformation is just around the corner!"

The middle-aged monk took a sip of the spirit tea with a smile.

"Haha, indeed, I didn't expect to meet someone from the Spirit Race here. God help me!"

The young man was obviously very happy, he laughed heartily, stopped suddenly, bowed his hands to the middle-aged monk and said: "This time I have to thank Mr. Hong, if Mr. Hong didn't give my nephew the treasure, I'm afraid I might not be able to win this girl! "

"Hehe, it's okay, it's just a few foreign things, I just don't know how brother Zhou will get it!"

The middle-aged monk shaved his beard under his forehead and said with a faint smile.

"With the possession of Zhou Lao's body, he must gain a lot!"

The young man couldn't hold back the joy on his face.

While the two were talking, the door of the box creaked softly, and then two guards with dull faces led a woman in emerald clothes into the box. It was the woman from the Spirit Wing tribe.

However, at this time, the wings on his back had disappeared, but they were retracted.

The two sides didn't exchange much greetings. The handsome young man in white, after handing over the spirit stone and getting a token from the other party, looked at the girl: "Fairy, please sit down!"

The girl of the Spirit Wing Tribe seemed a little cautious, but seeing the gentle and elegant face of such a young man, she seemed relieved a lot, so she boldly sat on one side with a little nervousness.

"Dare to ask the fairy's name?"

After he was seated, the young man said with a smile.

"Ling Feifei!"

The girl of the Spirit Wing Tribe opened her vermilion lips lightly, speaking like a mosquito.

"Hehe, don't be afraid, Fairy Ling, you're being polite here!"

The young man had a pleasant smile, a very polite appearance, coupled with his handsome appearance, he looked like a scholar, which made people quite fond of him.

It's just that her name is by Wang Mo's side, and Yun Qingfeng, who is disguised as a man, is exactly the same.

If Wang Mo was here, he would be able to see that the image of this man and the man around him are surprisingly similar, just like twins, but I don't know if the two are connected.

"Feifei has met...you have seen Fellow Daoist Yun!"

Ling Feifei shrank her neck, the timidity in her beautiful eyes was still evident, she couldn't trust the person in front of her due to her experience in the human race.

With his current status, his life is in the hands of the person in front of him, but the "Master" can't say it out of his mouth.

"Hehe, I have a question, and I want to ask Fairy Ling for confirmation!"

Yun Qingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, waved his fan and said.

"Friend Daoist Yun, please ask!"

Ling Feifei nodded slightly and said.

"I heard that the Lingyi clan has a secret technique, which can condense the breath of Xuantian Fengling in the body and then pass it out of the body. Is there such a thing?"

Putting away the folding fan with a snap, Yun Qingfeng stared at Ling Feifei with burning eyes.

"what......"

Ling Feifei dodged his gaze, seemed to be taken aback, under his gaze, finally gritted his teeth and said, "Your Daoist Yun is very knowledgeable, our Spirit Wing Clan does have this secret technique!"

As she spoke, she was pretty and blushed, as if she had thought of something.

"it is good!"

Slapping the folding fan in his hand, Yun Qingfeng showed joy, took a deep breath and said: "I heard that the effect of Xuantian Fengling's breath is better after this secret technique is condensed, but it must be done under the volition of the spirit wing clan. The fairy used this technique to release the breath of Xuantian Fengling, Yun Mou is willing to return the free body of the fairy, and escort the fellow Taoist back to the territory of the spirit wing clan!"

"what!"

Ling Feifei was taken aback again, opened her small mouth slightly, and looked at Yun Qingfeng in disbelief, but there was a tangled struggle on her face, and she begged with some unease: "Friend Daoist Yun, can you let go of this?" Passing Feifei? If there is no breath of Xuantian Fengling, Feifei will no longer be able to raise her head in the Lingyi clan. As long as Fellow Daoist Yun sends Feifei back, her parents will definitely be able to bring out more treasures to repay Dao My friend this kindness!"

Hearing this, Yun Qingfeng's complexion gradually turned cold, and the previous warmth disappeared, but in the end, the coldness disappeared, and he just said expressionlessly: "Fairy Ling, Yun gives you three months to think about it. , if it fails, Yun can only resort to extraordinary measures!"

Ling Feifei looked at Yun Qingfeng in despair, as if she had lost all strength, she slumped on the seat.

His peerless face and mournful expression are enough to make anyone's heart flutter, but it's a pity that he is a spirit race, not my race, so his heart must be different.

In the adjacent territory of the Spirit Race, if a human female cultivator falls into their hands, the fate will never be better than that.

What Yun Qingfeng did was already an act of great kindness. Even if he didn't want to take it by force, for his own sake, even if he was in front of a celebrity monk, he might be tempted to think otherwise, let alone a woman of a foreign race.

......

"Hey, where are you going?"

In a forest trail outside Manglong City, Yun Qingfeng shouted to Wang Mo, who was walking on his own, with some dissatisfaction.

"call!"

Wang Mo turned around slowly, exhaled a turbid breath, looked at Yun Qingfeng firmly and said, "Let's just leave now!"

"what?"

Yun Qingfeng's voice immediately increased by an octave, pointed at Wang Mo in disbelief, and said sharply: "Liu Qing, you're just... you're just... anyway, you're not a good guy, My aunt has helped you so much, so you just left?"

"Enough trouble, you should go home!"

Wang Mo was not angry, but only comforted with soft words.

"Go home? I finally escaped, and I went home and threw myself into trouble?"

Yun Qingfeng glared at Wang Mo angrily, his eyes were already filled with crystal tears, and his face was full of determination: "I don't care, anyway, I'm relying on you, either you stay with me for a hundred years, or you don't Kill me here!"

"What's wrong with you?"

Wang Mo's face darkened slightly, and he shook his head.

"Hmph, who told you to save me back then!"

Yun Qingfeng stepped forward unreasonably, looking aggressive.

"I......"

Wang Mo was speechless at the moment, if she hadn't been stalking her so hard back then, how could he have bothered to save her?

We have been traveling together for several years now, and we have been through adversity together, so we really can't let go.

"Hey......"

Boom!

Seeing his helpless look, Yun Qingfeng returned to his original laughing look, but when he was about to speak, he was startled by a roar from the distant mountains and forests.

At this time, it was thousands of miles away from the city of Manglong, but the mountains were undulating and continuous, which was a good place to ambush people. Obviously, someone was eyeing the treasure buyers at the fair.

"Go, go and have a look, maybe there is a bargain to pick up!"

Yun Qingfeng looked excited, and pulled Wang Mo involuntarily, and was about to fly there with the escape light, completely forgetting the troubles before.

"No, this fluctuation is obviously caused by a strong person in the Nirvana Realm. If there is a slight difference, you and I will have to throw our lives there!"

Wang Mo grabbed her and said calmly.

"What? It's because it's the Nirvana Realm powerhouses fighting each other that you and I can take advantage of it. Hurry up, or someone will snatch it away if it's too late. Don't forget, I have a trump card!"

Yun Qingfeng looked displeased, shaking Wang Mo's arm, like a spoiled little girl.

"This......"

It is impossible to say that Wang Mo is not tempted. The Nascent Soul body of a strong man in the Nirvana realm is enough to allow the blood-clothed ghost to break through to the state of great perfection, but under Wang Mo's hands, there is not only a blood-clothed ghost, but also There are eight blood demon souls plus green skin, and himself, a total of eleven chapters.

"Okay, let's go and have a look, but you have to listen to me!"

Wang Mo pondered for a while, then looked at Yun Qingfeng and said.

"Which time people didn't listen to you?"

Yun Qingfeng said with a different accent.

This voice fell into Wang Mo's ears, and it immediately gave him goosebumps. You know, it would be nothing more than Yun Qingfeng's original appearance, but now she has turned into a man, which is really weird.

But it is a rare treasure, and the super-powerful breathing escape technique, but it is also what Wang Mo has admired in the cooperation with him for so long.

After discussing with each other, they withdrew their escape light, and with their own strength, rushed towards the source of the fluctuation.

......

Boom!

Above the mountain forest, dozens of huge rocks were crushed by the radiant rays of light. During the howling wind, within a radius of dozens of miles, countless trees were crushed by the strong wind.

In the glow of Baoguang, there are dozens of figures in the sky, turning into three battle circles, fighting desperately in one place.

The strongest person is the battle circle formed by four middle-aged and old men of different shapes. With every gesture, the vitality of the world is inflated wantonly, calling the wind and calling the rain, flying sand and rolling stones at any time.

The vitality of the heavens and the earth rolled away, the turbulent wind roared, and the rolling coercion caused the other two people in the battle circle to stay away from this place.

In addition, it was the battle of the seven or eight people dressed in bodyguard costumes. One of the four people was all dressed in black outfits, and the magic weapons they held were all iron-gold spears with knives, forks, swords and halberds. All kinds of treasures.

Looking at their bodies and actions, it is obvious that they have been together all year round, pressing down on each other with an unusual tacit understanding.

Those three monks, although all of them were not weaker than each other, obviously didn't seem like the four of them practiced formations to complement each other, and they were often in danger when they were beaten by the opponent, but they supported them stubbornly, relying on their cultivation, There was no danger of falling for a while.

And not far away, there were two other young monks who were also furious, one of them was dressed in white, holding a folding fan, his figure was swaying, indescribably chic, and a sword was placed on his head, dazzling light, making people People are dazzled with murderous intent.

The other person was dressed in a brocade robe, with long and narrow eyes, and a gloomy complexion. Between the dots, there were two strangely shaped treasures, like dragons churning, and dark clouds covering the sky.

The two of them were fighting each other, but they were evenly matched, and they couldn't see who was up or down.

However, in the distance of the three battle circles, there is another young woman in emerald clothes, standing in the strong wind, looking from a distance, it is the spirit wing clan that was the final treasure in the Manglong City Trade Fair. woman.

However, she has no intention of fleeing at all. As a captured alien, she was already put on restraining shackles when she was caught. If she escapes, what awaits her is a more miserable punishment.

None of the angry people noticed that at the foot of the mountain, two bold people came and planned to take advantage of it.