Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

"As for the demon, the teacher will kill him sooner or later." Rong Qing stared at her face, not too slow, and the eyes were cold. The color.

The infinite killing in the words made Shen Mubai could not help but jump.

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Rong Qing did not ask her to prepare anything. When they went out of Wanling, they went in one direction.

Shen Mubai had already learned the Yujian flight, but he didn’t know why, the other side gave her a faint look, and she called her up the next moment.

"Master..." Shen Mubai felt a little embarrassed. "The disciples will fly with the sword."

Rong Qing hangs down and the voice is cold. "The ridge valley is full of poisonous gas all the year round, I am afraid that you will lose your way."

Shen Mubai nodded awkwardly.

Rong Qing held her waist and didn't seem to think that such a relative's actions were wrong for the mentor and the apprentice. The cold atmosphere of the body was close, and there was no reason to give birth.

Shen Mubai breathed chaos, and the next moment let him not think too much, calm down the mind.

The Lingyuan Valley is very dangerous. I don’t know how many monks are killed in it. Everyone on the week is going to avoid it. Very few people will take the initiative to break in.

After falling to the ground, Rong Qing let go of his hand, please look cold on the face, and there is no other look.

Shen Mubai sneaked a glance and quickly recovered it, secretly saying nothing to himself.

"Master, are we going inside?" She looked around and asked.

The place where they landed was around Lingyuan Valley, although the surrounding scenery looked nothing special, but because it was too quiet, it would give people an inexplicable uneasiness.

Rong Qing left his eyes in the surrounding, and his tone was faint. "Follow the teacher."

Shen Mubai heard the words, and immediately followed the other side. On weekdays, she occasionally got close to the Master, so she didn't think much.

The more you go inside, the more poisonous it is.

However, Rong Qing is the cultivation of the Xuan Zun period. This poison gas is naturally not a cause for him. Shen Mubai stayed around him and was not hurt by the shelter.

I just don't know if their luck is worse. After spending more than an hour, they will encounter an eight-level beast.

Shen Mubai stood in the array of Rong Qing's plan for her, watching the fierce beast spit out a raging fire, and some were shocked.

Rong Qing took a white coat, stood on the head of the fierce beast, holding a sword in his hand, and released the pressure of the body belonging to Xuan Zun.

In the next moment, the body of the beast has collapsed.

Shen Mubai dared to walk out of the way around her and walked toward the man, "Master."

Rong Qing took the sword and looked at her, faintly said, "Go."

When Shen Mubai just wanted to say something, he noticed that he had stepped on something under his feet. He was shocked and quickly moved away and looked at his eyes.

A black velvet thing lay flat on the ground, screaming, and some hard to get up, but suddenly fell back.

She felt a little funny, squatted down and raised the little thing. "Master, what is this?"

Rong Qing glanced at it and did not put this low-order beast on his heart. His voice was cold and cold. "It’s just a small monster that makes a living."

The strange monster fell in the hands of the girl, slowly swelled up, the black fluffy fluffy, two black big eyes staring at her for a moment without blinking, it looked very cute.

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