There is no air in the virtual realm, and no matter how fast the universe flies, there is no wind, but Qing'er still feels very cold, maybe because there is no sound here, and it is as silent as a tomb.

She was a little scared and wanted to talk, but after looking in front of her, she still let it go.

Xue Ji sat in front of the sword, covered with a quilt and closed her eyes, not knowing whether she was practicing or resting.

Jing Jiu looked at her back, not knowing what she was thinking, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

Qing'er looked at his side face and thought to himself that Qingshan Sword Sect is really brave, and someone like Xue Ji actually wants to bring him back.

But this really doesn't fit Jing Jiu's temperament. With her understanding of him in the Qingtianjian illusion, he would never take such a risk.

There is a saying in mortals that it is called "Skin to Hu, if you want to cooperate with Xue Ji, or even conquer her, what should it be considered? Isn't Jing Jiu afraid of something wrong?

Yes, if the Qingshan Sect can conquer Xue Ji, it will usher in the most powerful guard in history. But how could a life like Xue Ji be willing to guard the door?

The universe stopped, and the scenery on the distant ground was vaguely visible, but the green mountains and peaks wrapped in clouds in front were clearer.

Xue Ji opened her eyes and looked over there quietly.

Jing Jiu said: "That is where you will live and grow up in the future. If you agree with my conditions, then we will go there."

When Tongyan watched the young master Li leave, Jing Jiu and Xue Ji had a brief exchange, and did not avoid Qing'er.

Such an important thing is very likely to affect the situation in the Chaotian Continent's cultivation world, and even the future agreement of the human race, and at least one Tianbao true spirit needs to be witnessed.

The rough content of this agreement is that Jing Jiu is willing to provide sufficient and sufficient sources of chill to keep Xue Ji alive, while Xue Ji has to agree to go to Qingshan, not cause trouble, and not leave without permission.

Qing'er was very nervous. Looking at Xue Ji who was covered in quilt, she didn't know whether she wanted her to agree or refuse.

After discovering Xue Ji in Lengshan, Jing Jiu did not inform Qingshan or Baicheng to kill her, and was gambling with the fate of the human race.

Even if Xue Ji is only half terrifying when she becomes an adult, she is not an object that the world of cultivation can control.

What's even more terrifying is that she has now arrived in the southern part of Chaotian Continent, the core area of ​​the human race. If she suddenly turns against each other and kills all directions, what kind of disaster will it bring?

I don’t know how long it took, Xue Ji finally let out a moan and confirmed the agreement again.

From this point of view, Jing Jiu's extremely cold world was so attractive to her.

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It is spring now, and the south of the mainland is extremely warm. The green mountains and peaks have already bloomed, making it beautiful.

Nan Wang leaned on the top of the peak, held the wine pot with his fingers, his drunken eyes slightly slanted, and his eyes passed through the flower tree and fell on the opposite peak of Shenmo. He didn't know what he was thinking.

She suddenly felt the temperature around her had become lower. The change was extremely subtle and was far from enough to make the petals fall. Most people could not even feel it, but they could not hide the perception of her, a powerful man in the Sea Realm.

The Qingshan Formation isolates the inside and outside of the world. Such a sudden change means that something must have happened.

She looked at Shangdefeng, which was still covered with ice and snow, raised her eyebrows slightly, and thought unhappily that the formation repair was not over yet? It actually caused a few traces of cold veins under the ground to leak.

Shangdefeng consumes the most resources in Qingshan every year, but he can't even do such a small thing well. The eldest brother is really, he only cares about fighting with the senior brother of the sect and does not know how to discipline his disciples.

A sword consciousness suddenly came from Tianguang Peak.

Nan Wang's expression changed slightly, and he bounced his fingers, and the sound of the sword spread throughout Qingrong Peak.

She carried the wine pot and returned to the cave. She looked at the female disciples who were urgently summoned and said, "Don't ask me why, because I don't know. From now on, everyone will go to the cave to retreat. Without my permission, no one will be allowed to come out."

A bell rang out from Shiyue Peak, and a decree floated from the hall in front of Xilai Peak. Both elders and ordinary disciples were summoned to discuss matters, and then they began to retreat collectively like Qingrong Peak.

On the stone beams between the two peaks, the fog became thicker and thicker. The faint black shadow looked into the distance, let out a sigh of complex emotions, and walked back to the deepest part of the fog.

The existence that Qingshan guards Yinfeng doesn’t want to see. I believe that few people in the world are willing to see it.

The top of Tianguang Peak was already empty. Yuan Turtle closed her eyes and silently recited in her heart, "I am a stone turtle that carries the monument, not alive, not alive, don't come to see me."

There was no monkey screaming at Shenmo Peak, and the horses eating grass on the hillside didn't know where they had been hiding. Liu Ada lay on the windowsill of the Taoist Palace, looking at the horizon in the distance, his eyes were full of nervousness, and his tail subconsciously moved from time to time.

It is not ready to fight at any time, but to run away at any time.

Suddenly, a hand reached over, grabbed its tail, carried it into its arms, and walked into the cave.

Deep in the cave, Gu Qing and Yuan Qu were asking Zhao Layue for some reason, and then they watched Ping Yongjia walk in with the white cat in his arms, and couldn't help but be stunned.

The white cat was still in a state of shock at this time because it couldn't figure out why, besides the brothers, there was someone who dared to directly grab his tail?

"I don't know what happened, but everyone in the head of the Sword Sect, was in emergency retreat...what did you carry it in?"

Zhao Layue looked at the white cat in Ping Yongjia's arms and frowned slightly.

In her opinion, even if a strong enemy attacks, there is no need to worry that this guard will take the initiative to attack and will definitely go back to the cave and hide first than anyone else.

Ping Yongjia looked innocent and thought to herself that this cat always slept in the cave. Since something big happened today, should she just leave it alone?

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The clouds rolled, and somewhere gradually became thinner, and the Qingshan Formation opened a passage.

The sword light illuminates the flowing clouds into dancing white silk.

The universe is back.

No one was welcomed this time, and no Qingshan disciples shouted that Uncle Master was mighty.

There is no sound of reading by the Huanjian Creek, there is no crooked sword light around Xingyun Peak, there is no wind on the top of the Bihu Peak, the lake surface is like a mirror, and there is no one to see the nine peaks of the Qingshan Mountains, which is so quiet that it makes people feel heart-pounding.

Looking at these scenes, Qing'er thought of the word grave again and felt very uneasy.

Xue Ji didn't feel anything because she didn't know what Qingshan should be like.

The universe's edge fell on the top of Shangde Peak.

There is no one here either.

Even the Lord Jianlu, who had been standing in the depths of the cave for many years and was silent at the bottom of the well, didn't know where he went.

Shangde Peak is extremely cold, and the stone walls of the cave are filled with traces of snow and frost.

Xue Ji covered her whole body with a quilt, only her eyes were exposed, and her black pupils showed a look of satisfaction.

Jing Jiu hasn't been here for many years. If it were a few more feelings when he left, he would have at least a little bit of emotion, but today he just flew to the bottom of the well in silence.

The skylight illuminates the bottom of the well.

The cosmic peaks fall with the light column.

The black corpse dog lay quietly there like a mountain.

Qing'er naturally felt awe in her heart and dared not speak.

Jing Jiu didn't say anything, as if he didn't see it, and continued to go deep into the sword prison.

The corpse dog slowly opened his eyes and looked at the small figure covered with a quilt. It was extremely rare to express a strong sense of vigilance in his deep and quiet eyes.

Xue Ji turned her head slowly, wanting to see what this person has to think about life that is closer to her.

Jing Jiu stretched out his hand and turned her head back through the quilt, silently and bravely preventing the two from looking at each other.
Chapter completed!