I have been assisting these years

"Elder Sister, in that Que..."

Wen Xuanqing followed behind Feng Changyu, and he couldn't help but look back.

The group of disciples were still looking at them with knives.

"It's okay." Feng Changyu turned his head and glanced at Wen Xuanqing's blood-stained body, "Everyone is like this."

She had known such a day would come.

In this regard, she is quite consistent with the person born from the same mother.

When she was fighting in Jinchi, she felt that Yan Qi was crazy, and when they were fighting just now, Yan Qi's expression also changed a lot, and the gaps between moves even made her feel like deja vu.

"My name is Yan Qi."

She lost to the opponent at Jinchi, and the tone of the man's voice was full of joy.

"Do you want to know what your name should be?"

In fact, there are many opportunities for Yan Qi to kill her. Her strength surpasses that of many advanced monks, but she did not appear during the raging ghost clan in these years.

What the hell is she trying to do.

Feng Changyu frowned.

The other party's bad karma is unforgivable, but at this time she will still think about the reason.

"The second senior sister..."

Wen Xuanqing was actually quite disappointed, the team that glared at them with swords also included people who traveled with them back then, he didn't expect that after all these years, there would be such a time.

Do people always reject aliens?

"At least she's safer inside than outside, and there are people taking care of her."

Although Tianheng Mountain is a mountain name, it is actually a cliff.

It is still not far from Daomeng Daotianjian.

Yan Qi said one month.

Feng Changyu looked at his hand holding the sword. Her sword was not heavy, but it was trembling slightly when holding it like this.

It's just that the trembling was so slight that no one could notice it except her.

Recently, the ills of Thirteen Absolutes have begun to show up.

"The engagement a month later..."

Wen Xuanqing lowered his head and glanced at the girl in his arms.

He wiped the other person's face with the hem of his sleeve, her pale face, excessive bleeding made her look more and more dry.

This kind of death is too painful, but Yuling doesn't seem to die with regret.

Until she died, she didn't say why.

Feng Changyu watched Wen Xuanqing's cautious movements.

She is not very good at comforting people, she just said a word of condolences.

Wen Xuanqing shook his head, "I don't understand."

Feng Changyu didn't understand either.

She has always been insensitive in this regard, but in her opinion, Yuling really liked Wen Xuanqing back then.

As for leaving later, she couldn't guess.

"Sister Ling said Wanzhen Paper..."

"Wanzhen Paper?"

This term is no stranger to Feng Changyu, she started collecting information about the ghost clan when she entered the palace.

And Wanzhen paper is the most mentioned thing.

It is rumored that the ancient cultivators suppressed the ghost race, and the Ghost Suppressing Talisman is one of them.

But if you want to maximize the effect of the ghost-suppressing talisman, you need Wanzhen Paper.

But Wan Zhenzhi is hard to find, and Leng Qiuzi has never seen it.

"She said she was hiding in..."

After Wen Xuanqing finished speaking, Feng Changyu fell silent.

For a moment, she couldn't tell why Yu Ling did this.

It is true that she has done a lot of evil things in Li Shimen, but it makes people feel that she is a bit contradictory to be able to get Wan Zhenzhi's death notice.

"I just want to go back to Dongmin Lane."

Wen Xuanqing hugged Yuling's body, "I will find something as important as Wanzhen paper and bring it to my senior sister."

"Don't give it to me."

Feng Changyu sighed, "If Qi Jin wakes up, you give it to her; if she doesn't wake up, you give it to Junior Sister."

"We are ghosts after all, and the Wanzhen paper cannot exert its greatest power in our hands."

It was getting late, and the cold wind was blowing.

Feng Changyu looked into the distance, "Junior brother, you are the demon master now, and you are also under many restraints. The ghost clan will definitely come out in the first battle of Tianheng Mountain, and there are not many people left here, so you need to lend a helping hand. "

Her tone was a bit bleak, and Wen Xuanqing always felt that Feng Changyu was desperate.

"Senior Sister...you..."

"I have to go."

Feng Changyu interrupted Wen Xuanqing, "Even if the ghost king loses a piece of ghost seal power, he will not be weak. The ghost clan has too many secret methods, so I have to prepare early."

After speaking, she walked eastward.

Wen Xuanqing stood where he was, watching the other party's figure disappear from sight.

It's snowing again.

He sighed, and walked towards Shengjing in the snowstorm.

……

Xie Xiaozhi waited for a long time but did not wait for her senior sister and junior brother to come back.

None of Hui Que's disciples were seriously injured, but the atmosphere was very strange.

She grabbed someone casually and asked, "Where's my big sister! Where's my little brother?"

The person who was caught waved her hand away impatiently, "What kind of elder sister, she is obviously a ghost, and an undercover agent!"

"You are the ghost race!"

The little girl is not very old, she is more than arrogant, and she has to fight with others when pushing and shoving.

That person was not a friendly person either. He drew his sword to face each other, but he couldn't pull away the ones beside him.

But his words always favored this person, and his eyes fell on Xie Xiaozhi with a lot of meaning.

Xie Xiaozhi was irritated by this look, "What are you looking at?"

"Yuemen may be the remnants of the ghost clan, and there are demons..."

The last three words were said lightly, after all, the demonic aura just now was not the strong ghostly aura on Feng Changyu's body.

"You big-headed ghost, I think you are!"

Xie Xiaozhi has a very loud voice, she jumps up and down in the palace all day long, and there are many people who know her.

At this time, a fight broke out and there was a fuss.

"Where is my senior sister! Where is my senior brother!"

she yelled.

"Your senior sister is a ghost, let's go!"

"You talk nonsense! Die!—"

"It's not just me who saw it, everyone saw it, right? Your senior sister's face is exactly the same as that of the ghost king."

"How do you know that the ghost king is like that, maybe he pretends to be my senior sister!"

"I can't tell you—"

"You are spreading rumors! Slander! Slander! Did you drive my senior sister and senior brother away!"

She said so in her mouth, but she also knew in her heart that with Feng Changyu's strength, these people couldn't touch her at all. If she didn't come back, it meant that she left by herself.

why go.

She kind of wants to cry.

The last time He Qihao stole the ghost seal, her fault accounted for more than half of it, and most people also blamed her.

Later, Qi Jin was seriously injured, and the elder sister took good care of her in Que, and no one rushed to bully her.

Why did you leave?

Little senior brother is such a good person, how can he be a monster?

"What are you doing in a group?"

A voice came, the crowd dispersed, and a woman in a crimson master's robe came over.

Greetings one after another.

Right now, Feng Zhi is the largest in Que Nei. Although the news about the death of Que Master has not been confirmed yet, Yuqing Que is in critical condition now, and Feng Zhi has also become acting chief.

She looked at the little girl squatting on the ground, the black umbrella was carried on her back, which made her even thinner.

When he raised his eyes, he said Feng Zhusi with a crying voice.

Feng Zhi felt a little helpless, feeling that Leng Qiuzi just threw a mess at her.

She had been in Daotian Prison for a hundred times, and she could come out, but she didn't know what she was thinking, but she didn't come out.

Now that the identities of the disciples are exposed, it is understandable that the remaining ones will collapse.

"We will discuss this matter later, you guys go to fix it first."

Feng Zhi pulled Xie Xiaozhi up, "Go, go to Yiting Misty Rain to see that stinky girl."

Leng Qiuzi was imprisoned by Daomeng in Daotian Prison for such a reason, but she still asked someone to pass the news to Feng Zhi.

It was Xue Yu, a disciple of Zhelin, one of the Dao League, who presented a blind medicinal material, saying that it was something Leng Qiuzi exchanged with Yuemen Kungfu that could revive Qi Jin.

Feng Zhi spent a lot of effort to make the elixir, and was about to send it to Qi Jin to take.

Xie Xiaozhi noticed that Feng Zhusi's breath was not stable, so she grabbed the other's sleeve, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Feng Zhi shook his head, "Alchemy, it's inevitable."

The elixir was a bit difficult to refine, and it took her a lot of cultivation, plus she was Leng Qiuzi's disciple, so she always cared more.

Xie Xiaozhi had a lot to ask, but seeing the other person's face, she swallowed it again.

In the end, I looked forward to waiting for Qi Jin to wake up.

He had tried many methods before, and even Jing Yu sent someone over, but he didn't take Qi Jin back for some reason, leaving behind a lot of medicinal materials.

But to no avail.

Xie Xiaozhi was deeply impressed by those cranes in exotic clothes and the man in pink who was said to be the second elder brother of the second senior sister.

A few days later, Qi Jin still didn't wake up.

Yuemen's prestige among the four gates plummeted, and Xie Xiaozhi no longer went out.

She practiced by herself in the school grounds.

Feng Zhi is not surprised that her senior sister and junior brother are ghosts, but she can't stop Youyou from talking.

People are used to shirking responsibility at such times, and put all the changes in Yuqingque's dynasty on the two of them.

And the news of the battle between the Ghost King and Feng Chang Yutian Hengshan is also well known.

Everyone knows that battle is crucial.

Even though Feng Changyu's ghost clan identity was exposed, the Taoist sect was on the decline, and there were very few young people with high cultivation.

The internal fighting has damaged a lot, so that it has been retreating steadily.

Some people pinned their hopes on Feng Changyu.

Xie Xiaozhi felt disgusted when she heard this kind of words. On the one hand, she thought that it would be best for the elder sister not to win, but if she won, she said that because she was a ghost, she would be discussed again at that time.

But losing... the fate of losing the battle of life and death is too clear.

She had seen many ugly adult faces when she was young, and when she grew up, she found that her heart would not change.

Even though she is now living in the monastic sect that many mortals yearn for.

People are people.

She concentrated on practicing Taoism, and was afraid that the ghost clan would take the opportunity to attack Yuqingque.

Master Feng seems to be in poor health recently, and every time he came to visit the second senior sister, he always went back with a blank face.

There are still four days left before the battle of Tianheng Mountain.

Xie Xiaozhi was sitting in the misty and rainy courtyard, the sun hadn't been turned on for nearly half a month, it was cold and gloomy.

It seems to be colder in the afternoon.

The outer disciples came to tell her that someone was looking for her.

Xie Xiaozhi walked to the gate and saw Xue Yu standing outside.

The young female cultivator who was carrying her back then was still the same. Xie Xiaozhi heard Qi Jin talk about this person, saying that this person is actually called Xue Yu, but he likes to eat fish very much. Over time, he became Xue Yu.

Xie Xiaozhi still liked her very much, so she called Sister Xue.

There was still blood on Xue Yu's repair robe, and he was carrying a bunch of things on his back. He smiled when he heard Xie Xiaozhi call her that.

She took off the scabbard on her back. Along the way, in order to protect the scabbard, she was ambushed too much, and she looked a little weak.

Xie Xiaozhi supported her and asked her to go in to rest, but she was refused.

"I have something else to do."

Xue Yu coughed, "Give this scabbard to Qi Wujin."

"Ah? Have you met Master?"

Xue Yu hummed, said no more, turned around and left.

Only then did Xie Xiaozhi realize that her back was riddled with holes and her blood was congealed, as if she had experienced a tragic battle.

"Xue..."

The scabbard she was holding carried the chill of the deep sea, which made her shiver. Xue Yu carried it all the way on her back, no wonder her back looked like that.

The scabbard was wrapped in cloth, and it looked unorthodox at first glance. Xie Xiaozhi also heard that when she was still in Yuqing Que, Que Nei sent his disciples to Sui Hai to bring back a divine weapon.

She knew this because she wanted to find out about He Qihao.

The artifact was handed over to Daomeng for safekeeping.

And Xue Yu is the new leader of the Daoist League and Zhelin.

Leng Qiuzi was imprisoned in Daotian Prison, and Xue Yu seemed to have known Leng Qiuzi for a long time.

Xie Xiaozhi had countless thoughts in his mind, and finally turned back to the Moon Gate.

Qi Jin still didn't wake up.

In the middle of the night, the wind was bleak, but Xie Xiaozhi didn't feel sleepy, and stood in the courtyard concentrating on practicing palms.

A figure fell silently, and Xie Xiaozhi's palm fell when he saw the other's face.

"Little Senior Brother!"

Wen Xuanqing hissed, "I'm leaving soon."

He took out a bamboo slip and handed it to Xie Xiaozhi, "Give it to your second senior sister."

"Second Senior Sister...hasn't woken up yet."

Xie Xiaozhi's voice was a little choked up.

Wen Xuanqing smiled, and patted the little girl's head, "Don't worry, she will wake up, everyone is waiting for her."