The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

Although the group was only walking on the edge of the barren mountains, they were very careful, especially the puppet master among them, who was using his spiritual sense to observe the surroundings along the way.

Emperor Qian used the Breath-Concealing Technique to help Meng Chun conceal his breath, and followed him closely until night fell, when he found an open space to take a short rest.

The saint stood aside, looking at the dark forest in the distance. The disciples accompanying her simply built a tent for rest and a fire for lighting.

One of the tall women walked up to the Saint and bowed, saying, "Saint, according to the map, we can reach Moon Bay tomorrow by crossing Ghost Face Ridge. We will then just need to continue by water."

"Well, you make the arrangements. We should set off early tomorrow and try to cross Ghost Face Ridge as soon as possible."

"But... Saint, Ghost Face Ridge is foggy and the mountain roads are rugged. I'm afraid our journey tomorrow will be difficult."

"Is there a detour?" the saint asked, frowning slightly.

"Not really." The woman shook her head and said, "But you can use a flying boat to cross it, but it might be slower."

"Then use a flying boat."

"Yes, Saint."

After watching the woman leave the saint, Emperor Qi stopped paying attention to them. Meng Chun pulled the corner of her clothes.

Emperor Zhao raised his hand to cast a soundproof barrier, turned to look at him, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Senior, are we going to follow them all the time?"

"Ah."

Meng Chun used up a whole day's spiritual energy to travel, and now it was a special period, so even someone at the Golden Core stage couldn't help but feel a little tired.

Seeing him rubbing his stomach, Emperor Qianlong took out a spiritual fruit from his space and handed it to him, "Save your energy and rest for a night."

"I'm fine." Meng Chun took the spiritual fruit, looked up at Di Zha, and asked with concern: "Senior, are you tired?"

"..." Emperor Qian turned away and stopped looking at him. He just said calmly, "Don't talk too much while eating."

"Oh..." Meng Chun opened his mouth and bit off a piece of fruit flesh. The sweet juice melted in his mouth, and rich spiritual power began to flow in his body.

The fatigue in his body immediately dissipated, and he closed his eyes in comfort.

He ate the spiritual fruit bite by bite, and his whole body exuded a pleasant aura.

Dizaka was right beside him, so she could naturally feel the change in his aura. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.

I saw that his face was filled with joy, without the previous fatigue, and then I withdrew my gaze.

He really is a child.

She continued to observe the group of people under the tree. Suddenly, a slight breeze blew through the dead leaves on the ground, and Dizaka keenly sensed that something was approaching.

She protected Meng Chun by her side and said in a deep voice, "Don't make a sound, something is coming."

Meng Chun nodded at her obediently and made a gesture of covering his mouth to indicate that he would not speak.

Di Qi originally wanted to use her spiritual sense to see what was coming this way, but after thinking about it, she decided not to use it. No matter what was coming, she had the power to kill it!

As for the group of people below, whether they live or die has nothing to do with her. If they die, she will take the map and can still go to the so-called Haoyue Secret Realm.

If they don't die, then let them explore the way for her ahead.

reasonable

And it is harmless to yourself.

It's past midnight

The saint had already returned to the tent built by her subordinates to rest. Two maids were guarding the tent, and the other six disciples took turns to keep watch. Puppet Master also sat aside to practice.

Suddenly a cool breeze blew, and the disciples on night watch felt goose bumps all over their bodies.

He approached another disciple who was on night watch and whispered, "Mingyi, did you feel how cold the wind was just now?"

"Is there any wind?" The disciple named Ming Yi looked around, then looked at him suspiciously, saying, "You didn't fall asleep while keeping watch, and your feeling was wrong, did you?"

"How is that possible! I really felt the wind blowing just now."

"..." Ming Yi didn't want to continue arguing with him about this issue, so he just reminded him:

"Ah, you'd better be careful and don't fall asleep again. I heard that this desolate mountain range is extremely dangerous and there are countless rare and ferocious beasts."

"What's the big deal? We're not going in. No matter how powerful the beast is, it can't come out and harm us, right?"

"In short, you still have to be careful. The shift will be changed in an hour, so you shouldn't go to sleep yet." Ming Yi said no more and just put some more dry firewood into the fire.

Hearing him say this, he said indifferently: "What are you afraid of? The lowest among us is at the Nascent Soul stage, not to mention that our Saint is a master at the Spiritualization stage. How many ferocious beasts can be her opponent?"

Just as he finished speaking, the wind began to blow in the originally quiet open space!

After Ming Yi noticed something strange, he immediately stood up and looked around.

Why is the wind blowing out of nowhere?!

Could it be that it wasn’t Ming Liu’s illusion before?

The puppet master, who was originally practicing, sensed a dangerous aura approaching. He opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his gray pupils.

"Ming Yi, call everyone to alert immediately!" Kui Lao stood up and stared at the direction where the breath appeared.

"Yes! Elder!"

At this time, their saint also walked out of the tent, with two maids guarding her on the left and right.

The other disciples who were awakened also surrounded their saint with double swords.

Puppet stood in front of them. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the fire was rolled into tongues of fire, as if it was going to devour people!

The closer that aura was getting, the more tense the atmosphere became!

Although this place is just on the edge of a desolate mountain range, no one can predict what might come out of the mountains and harm people!

Suddenly, there was a howling of the wind, and some tiny black fluff fluttered in the air.

Just when everyone was extremely nervous, an extremely vicious laugh broke their tense atmosphere.

"Hahahaha~ Look, isn't this our self-proclaimed number one genius, the Saint of the Dark Key? How could she be so frightened by the pressure released by one of my pets?!"

A fiery figure walked out slowly from the darkness ahead, followed by a group of disciples in red tribal uniforms.

"Where are you going, Saint of the Dark Key? How about I give you a ride?"

The corner of Ming Yao's mouth curled up slightly. He pushed aside the disciples blocking his way, walked up to Gui Lao, and said to the woman, "Ms. Min Qing, you really always have a unique appearance."

Minqing is dressed in red. Because of her extremely hot body and high talent, she becomes the youngest leader of the Min clan.

Min Qing raised an eyebrow in disdain and sneered, "No matter how I am, I am still much better than the Saint of the Dark Key. What's the matter? Saint, you don't want to take the easy way out, but choose to come to this desolate mountain range to die?"

"Since this Saint Lady is here to die, doesn't that mean Miss Minqing is here to be buried with me?"

Mingyao's smile widened, because her innocent and lovely appearance made her extremely deceptive. "If that's true, then Miss Minqing is really... Humph~"

The unspoken words are all in the laugh at the end.