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The palm wind was powerful and strong, bringing a gust of wind towards Qinghe.

How come another one comes right after I killed one? Bai Fuling couldn't open her eyes because of the wind, and she couldn't help feeling anxious.

Qing He dodged the palm strike easily with a flash, then quickly grabbed a handful of spiritual power and used the vine tied to his broken leg to support himself and try to stand up straight.

Feng Qinghe's face was covered in blood, looking very creepy, but he didn't seem to care at all. He casually grabbed a handful of pills from the storage bag and stuffed them into his mouth.

The person who came was also an old man, who looked to be in his sixties or seventies.

But Bai Fuling didn't believe that the old man was only in his sixties or seventies. After all, Li Changhe was already sixty-seven years old, and he still looked young.

In the world of immortal cultivation, appearances are too deceiving. Bai Fuling estimated that this old man must be at least a thousand years old.

There was a flash of surprise in the old man's eyes, perhaps he didn't expect Qinghe to be able to dodge his palm, so he quickly hit out another palm, while at the same time holding the whisk in his hand.

Bai Fuling was extremely anxious, her heart in her throat, and she didn't know if Qinghe was her match.

Qinghe quickly dodged the flying palm, but his ankle was soon entangled by the whisk.

I don’t know when the whisk became longer, but it just wrapped around Qinghe’s ankle.

Bai Fuling saw that several strands of the whisk had pierced into Qinghe's legs, and the place where they pierced was exactly where Qinghe's bone was broken.

Qing He held the axe in his hand and chopped at the whisk quickly. The old man swung the whisk in his hand lightly, and Qing He was dragged to the ground.

The whisk had already pierced into Qing's leg. Qinghe was in so much pain that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. The sweat and blood mixed together, making him look so miserable.

Bai Fuling was frightened and kept cheering Qinghe on, but Qinghe suddenly laughed.

Bai Fuling was extremely anxious and thought, this guy must be stupid, he is still laughing even in this state.

"Stop laughing! Why don't you take an axe and chop off the whisk!" Bai Fuling jumped anxiously.

Qinghe paid no attention and let the whisk strands pierce into his legs, one, two, and even more. He gasped in pain, but he still smiled arrogantly.

Seeing this, the old man became puzzled and could not help but increase the impact of the whisk on Qinghe.

But a moment later, the old man realized something was wrong. He pulled his hand away suddenly, looking at his hand in disbelief, "You were able to extract my spiritual power! Because of the whisk?"

Bai Fuling was stunned after listening to this. Although she didn't know what Qinghe had done, seeing the old man so surprised, she knew it must be another big surprise.

The old man was shocked and angry. He instantly realized that Qinghe had used the whisk to draw away his spiritual power.

But the whisk is clearly his natal magic weapon, so why would he help this kid and betray his master?

The old man was puzzled, but he quickly drew back the whisk.

But the whisk seemed to be growing on Qinghe's legs. The old man hit it twice, but there was no reaction.

In the end, Qinghe suddenly stood up and stomped his feet hard, and the whisk was finally shaken away.

Looking at Qinghe's leg again, there was no trace of the fracture.

Bai Fuling was stunned. Even if he was dumb, he understood it now.

The old man attacked Qinghe with his whisk, and Qinghe took the opportunity to use the old man's whisk to draw away the old man's spiritual power, and also used the old man's spiritual power to heal his broken leg.

"Old man, you can't do it alone! You should call someone else to come along." Qinghe pointed to the sky.

Bai Fuling was startled. There’s another one?

But she looked in the direction Qinghe pointed several times, but there was nothing!

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. This brat actually said that he was not capable!

The old man was furious. He punched Qinghe several times but none of them hit the corner of his clothes. He looked a little embarrassed.

At this moment, a sword energy silently attacked Qinghe's back.

Qing He seemed to have noticed it before and dodged it easily. It was not until the entire house of Situ's family split open in the middle that Bai Fuling realized what Qing He had been hiding from.

Such a powerful sword energy, silent and silent, can really kill people without leaving their mark.

If it were her, she would have died long ago.

Soon another sword energy stabbed towards Qinghe's heart, but Qinghe dodged it.

Seeing this, the old man took the opportunity to attack and slapped Qinghe on the back.

Qinghe had just dodged a sword energy, but was unable to dodge the palm strike and was hit hard.

Just as a palm was coming down on his back, another palm hit Qinghe's face at the same time.

"Be careful!" Bai Fuling screamed in fright.

Two old men attacked him, one hitting him in the face and the other hitting him in the back.

Could he really be dead? Bai Fuling's heart was beating like a drum. She went forward carefully to check, fearing that if she moved too much, Qinghe would be crushed to pieces.

The moment Bai Fuling approached, Qinghe's only remaining eye, which was originally closed, suddenly opened.

Bai Fuling was so frightened that she sat down on the ground.

Fortunately, everything is fine! Fortunately, everything is fine! Bai Fuling kept patting her chest.

This Qinghe is really going to scare her to death!

Suddenly, Bai Fuling discovered that Qinghe's aura had changed, and then she saw a vortex drilling into Qinghe's brows.

The two old men were also startled and pulled their hands back abruptly.

But the next moment they pulled their hands back, Qing He tore through space and disappeared, leaving only the two old men staring at each other.

"What's going on! Why do I feel like he suddenly has spiritual power?"

"Yes! Didn't the master of the family destroy his Dantian?"

Bai Fuling didn't know what the two old men meant, and she didn't care about it now. She just wanted to know how to get back.

How to find Qinghe?

Qing He can tear open space and leave at will. But the problem is that she can't do it!

Are you going to climb the wall again? Looking at the vague thread in his hand, Bai Fuling fell into confusion.

Bai Fuling was still struggling with the situation when the two old men disappeared from the spot, making her even more depressed.

But don't let these two old guys find Qinghe first!

After Bai Fuling left Situ's house, she followed the silk thread and searched non-stop, and finally found Qinghe in a cave.

At this time, Qinghe kept spitting blood from his mouth. He was as fragile as a sand doll that would break if poked lightly. He was far from being as calm as when he dealt with the two old men just now.

Bai Fuling felt so distressed that she hurried forward to check his injuries.

Qing He was unconscious at this time, and occasionally he would vomit blood. His clothes were already stained with blood. His leg was healed, but his internal injuries seemed to be worse.

Bai Fuling was very worried and could only sit here to accompany him. After all, he couldn't touch Qinghe and couldn't help at all.

Qinghe was unconscious for about half an hour before waking up.

At first Bai Fuling didn't know he was awake. She only saw his hands moving. Upon closer inspection, it seemed like he was making hand gestures.

Then, a flash of light appeared on Qinghe's body, and he disappeared.

Bai Fuling was stunned and it took her a long time to react.

If the two old men hadn't chased here, Bai Fuling would probably still be in a daze.

"He got away again! He's more cunning than a rabbit."

"If we can't catch him, we won't be able to explain to the master family!"

The two old men came in exhausted, but returned empty-handed, with sorrow filling their faces.

Bai Fuling didn't want to listen to the two old men arguing, so she followed the thread to find Qinghe.

The second time I saw Qinghe was in the river, but Bai Fuling didn’t go down.

The third time was underground, and the white poria cocos couldn’t go down.

The fourth time, Qinghe meditated directly on the tree and left before Bai Fuling came up.

In short, no matter where, no matter when, Qinghe could always escape before the two old men arrived.

I don’t know whether Qinghe did it intentionally or unintentionally, but every time the two old guys were just a little bit short.

The next time I saw Qinghe was at the market. Qinghe was lying under a big tree with a piece of rag on his body. In front of him was a small stall with spiritual herbs, gravel, magic tools and other goods on it.

Whenever someone asked about the price, Qinghe would just hold up a few fingers as an answer, without opening his eyes or bargaining.

If someone wanted to buy, they could just drop the spirit stone and take the item. If someone bargained, Qing He would just wave his hand and send them away.

This operation left Bai Fuling dumbfounded.

Is this how business is done? Isn't it a bit too casual?

Suddenly, Qinghe, who was lying on the ground, turned over, grabbed a corner of the rag on the ground, and rolled away all the goods and spirit stones.