A white figure flew out obliquely, and the hem of the skirt flew, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and rushed straight to the Song submarine.

Song Qianji subconsciously drew his sword, but the person who came had no murderous intention and came out righteously and was not an assassin.

A familiar face magnified rapidly. Song Qianji was slightly wrong.

Why did Miaoyan fly over with a comb? What was she going to do?

“‌…”

Just as hesitated, the scenery in front of him suddenly twisted.

Everyone saw a female cultivator Sheng Yan Xianzi flying in the air and holding Song Qianji's broken sleeves.

Who else could it be if it weren't Fairy Miaoyan?

A white light flew out of Miaoyan's palm, like a dagger cutting through the night in front of them.

Miaoyan is a Yin Xiu, and she does not touch weapons. Moreover, she has always been the storefront of Xianyin Sect. She will never do anything out of the ordinary in front of everyone, and at most she will just say a few words to Song Qianji.

Perhaps even Song Qianji himself thought so.

Everyone agreed that Miaoyan could not cause harm to Song Qianji, but unexpectedly the latter was taken away directly.

The love happened too quickly. Meng Heze, who was personally guided by Song Qianji, and Ji Chen, who was good at sending and receiving fronts from a long distance, did not react. He could only watch the two disappear out of thin air.

The cheers came to an abrupt end.

"Senior brother... is gone?!" Ji Chen exclaimed.

"Chasing!" Meng Heze said anxiously.

"Where to chase?"

"Past--"

The fields are vast, the moon is sparse and the stars are sparse.

Meng Heze drew his sword at a loss.

At this moment, everyone was shocked no less than seeing the legendary ferocious beasts and Huachun Mountain.

"What secret treasure did Fairy Miaoyan use to break through the space and transfer it in an instant?"

"King Song was kidnapped by Fairy Miaoyan?! As expected, after living for a long time, you can get rid of anything!"

Everyone knows that Song Qianji and Miaoyan are not in the way.

When Song Qianji was just a disciple of Huawei Sect, he became the first person to question the beauty standards of the cultivation world because of the phrase "Red Pink Skeleton".

On Huawei Mountain, Song Qianji was one by one and one by one, and he faced the Xianqin Music Group. Miaoyan was defeated and the strings of the pipa were broken. Then the senior sister of Xianyin Sect, He Qingqing, came forward to take over Song Qianji's Xiaosheng.

Miaoyan is invincible with her amazing beauty and musical cultivation, and has been repeatedly denied and hit by Song Qianji.

Who wouldn't be resentful if it were changed?

Just now, after being rescued by Song Qianji, someone in the crowd yelled to ask Xianyinmen to hand over the person, but was quickly persuaded.

Half because of the difference between the two people, and the other half because of Song Qianji's reputation, most people speculate that he was owed a new debt to the romantic end.

"Fairy Miaoyan can't beat King Qianqu, she can't take this person away, but she can't keep him. What are we worried about?"

"This is the private life of King Qianqu, and outsiders may not be able to interfere."

Meng Heze thought to himself that his senior brother would never have anything to do with Miaoyan, but turned around and saw that Wei Zhenyu was gone.

"On there! He is chasing Fairy He!" Ji Chen said in shock.

"Come on." Meng Heze didn't say anything, and pulled Ji Chen to jump on his flying sword. While chasing him, he sent a message to Wei Zhenyu: "Senior brother was abducted, the situation is unknown. Is there any time to chase other fairies?"

Wei Zhenyu wanted to scold him, but he didn't know what he thought of, and his tone slowed down: "The moment the love happened, everyone was panicked, only Fairy He left the team immediately and rushed to the southwest."

Ji Chen: "I mean, He Qingqing knows where Miaoyan went?"

Wei Zhenyu explained patiently: "The two sects of Xianyin Sect have been fighting for a long time. Miaoyan and He Qingqing two 'master sisters' were pushed out by Wangshu and Jiangyun to support the gang, competing for the competition. Of course, He Qingqing would be wary of Miaoyan. Even if she didn't know the specific location of Miaoyan, there should be a tracking section, otherwise how could she set off decisively?"

The person who knows you best is not necessarily yourself, but maybe your opponent.

Meng Heze secretly hated that he was not as sharp as Wei Zhenyu: "He Qingqing accelerated, did he bring a faster flying magic weapon?"

Wei Zhenyu negotiated the conditions: "I have a high-end small cloud shuttle that I can take with me. After finding Song Qianji, I will meet him alone first."

"No problem." Ji Chen agreed immediately.

Meng Heze spoke at the same time as him: "Finish it first, then talk about it."

The three of them rushed forward and sent back to the messaging of Qianqu disciples. The disciples of Mobei joined forces for the time being, remained silent, and watched over and helped each other.

Cloud shuttles across the night, adorning behind the blue stream of light.

...

The moon passes through the clouds and drills halfway through the edge of the cliff.

There is no sound of birds and beasts around, only the strong wind whistling and the sound of water under the cliff roaring.

"Where is this?" Song Qianji asked.

Miaoyan looked at him in the dim moonlight, and saw that he frowned slightly, as if he was just a little confused and surprised, and felt troublesome, but not angry.

Or it wasn't worth his anger.

"I don't know either. But I'm sure we've been far away."

Miaoyan spread her palms, and the light of the cross-bone comb was dimmed, breaking from the middle and shattering into two pieces.

This is a consumption magic device, which is used and is scrapped.

The cliff is too high and the mountain wind is so cold.

Miaoyan saw the sword in Song Qianji's hand and couldn't help but shiver, thinking that even if Song Qianji killed her with one sword, she would not leave any traces behind.

But I heard the man sigh: "Such a secret treasure could have saved his life in times of danger, but he shouldn't have been wasted so impulsively."

Miaoyan suddenly wanted to cry and forced herself to suppress her.

If Song Qianji scolded her for being misbehaved or mocked her for being stupid, she could still remain awake, but now she shouted: "I'm not impulsive!"

"Why?" Song Qianji asked, taking off the foxtail bracelet and revealing his true face.

Miaoyan said: "If I don't do this, I won't see me or answer my questions."

"Look at it."

Miaoyan looked straight at him: "Song Xun is not Song Xun. Why do you lie to me?"

Song Qianji: "Since He Yun is not He Yun, of course Song Xun is not Song Xun either."

"Yes, I lied to him too." Miaoyan asked again, "Apart from his identity, are the things he said to He Yun also fake?"

"I answered the truth when I asked me that night."

When Song Qianji thought of He Yun's confusion and obsession, he felt deeply absurd.

Miaoyan said angrily: "You have to tell the truth even if you have a fake identity. What do you want to do if you want it?"

‌Do you just want to see me end up like this?

‌Is it just trying to drive me crazy?

Song Qianji was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Don't look for people to worry about, but people seek troubles by themselves. Fairy Miaoyan, I don't owe you. Everyone likes you, and I don't want me. I have to accept that someone doesn't like you. Ask me what I want, I just want it to have nothing to do with me."

His tone was calm, not intentionally insulting or being angry, but just saying the facts.

Because of this, every time he said something, Miaoyan felt like he was stabbed in front of him.

The sword is fatal and bloody.

It turns out that you don’t need to use a real sword to kill people.

Miaoyan felt that she had died once, and swallowed her throat sweetly, as if she was crying and laughing: "If I weren't Miaoyan, what if I were just He Yun?!"

Song Qianji points to the sky.

The night is low, half of the moon hides in the mountains, and hides in the clouds, and can only see a faint light through the clouds.

"If you want to get the true moon of the nine heavens, go and find it yourself. There are no boats on the road, who can send it?"

The sea of ​​clouds is vast and no one can see you, so how can you "send and find"?

Song Qianji's pupils were like the calm lake water under the moonlight.

Miaoyan was stunned and murmured: "It was a mirror flower and water moon, and there was a misunderstanding. He Yun is fake, Song Xun is fake, isn't Miaoyan fake? Where is my real moon? When can the real wind and snow come into the formation song be played?"

Song Qianji suddenly frowned and signaled her to silence.

After a moment, the sound of footsteps, the sound of soldiers and armor collided, and the sound of disputes kept approaching.

There are quite a few people, with a total of 1,000 people.

The towering huge rocks and tall green pine were exactly blocking each other tightly.

Song Qianji breathed a sigh of relief. It was not an ambush. The two groups were focused on guarding against each other and did not notice that there was someone behind the rocks.
To be continued...