Under the leadership of Song Zilong, the group once again embarked on the journey.

Song Zilong always took good care of Ziye intentionally or unintentionally, which was very suspicious of both Ziye and a few disciples from the Qingcheng Sect. However, after all, he is the actual controller of the current team, so no one said anything even if he was confused.

On the contrary, it was Song Zilong, who was worried along the way.

According to Ziye, she was hunted down before. In this way, doesn't it mean that he and the others will still encounter chasing? That is a person who can't even help Xiao Qian, with his own strength, if he really encounters those two powerhouses in the Xuanling realm, what can he do?

Thinking of this, Song Zilong's intestines turned green.

Knowing that this was the case, he would never agree to bring purple leaves. Before he knew all this, even if he didn't save him, he wouldn't be able to say anything at that time. But now, Ziye is in his own team, and if he is not careful, he may put all of his group in danger.

He was a little skeptical now about whether what he saw yesterday was Xiao Qian.

If it was Xiao Qian, why didn't he show up? However, if it wasn't Xiao Qian, who else would be sitting on the roof of Ziye? Thinking of this, another layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. The answer is obvious, if it is not Xiao Qian, then there is only one explanation.

Chaser!

That's right, that's the best explanation. If the figure was not Xiao Qian, there would be only this explanation.

But if this is really the case, doesn't it mean that he and the others are already in a very dangerous situation? Song Zilong sighed lightly, the matter has come to this point, and he can only take one step to watch one part.

"Senior Brother Song, can you tell us about you and the master?"

Regarding Song Zilong's becoming the head of the outer gate, the Qingcheng faction has a lot of sayings. Some people say that Song Zilong and the head of the family are brothers, so they sat in this position. Some people also say that Song Zilong is Xiao Gan's own brother, so he was promoted to the throne.

Song Zilong smiled bitterly, he naturally knew the sayings circulating in the door. He has always been dismissive of those rumors. What a brother, what a brother, some people will believe this.

Before Xiao Qian became the leader, everyone disdained to deal with him. Even Xiao Jing, the hero of the sect, gradually faded out of their world. If it weren't for Xiao Qian's appearance, Qinglian Immortal Gu would have successfully moved Xiao Jing's grave. When the time comes, the entire Qingcheng faction, who else will remember Xiao Jing, the hero of the sect?

"The head is a righteous person, remember, it is the head who gives you everything. If it weren't for him, you would never have had a chance to go to the Xuandi Academy. Song Zilong sighed lightly and said, "The matter of the head of the family is actually just circulating in a small circle. It's normal that you don't know. In the beginning, the head was a waste. ”

Hearing this, the eyes of several people present widened and looked at Song Zilong with incredible eyes.

Ziye also came over, and from Senior Song, she also learned something about the head of the Qingcheng faction. But it's just a few words, and now that Song Zilong wants to say it, she naturally won't miss it.

"No, such a powerful person in charge doesn't look like a waste. The honest man spoke.

Song Zilong smiled bitterly, if he didn't know Xiao Qian's past, I'm afraid he wouldn't believe that Xiao Qian was once a waste. He was now a little skeptical that Xiao Qian had endured it for eighteen years before he was able to soar to the sky.

"Whether the head is a waste or not, only he knows. However, all the inner disciples knew that in the Qingcheng Sect, there was a waste that he could enter the cultivation without restrictions. However, even so, he couldn't condense his Xuanhai. Song Zilong said slowly.

"The original head was bullied everywhere, but no matter how others bullied him, he never despaired. In the *, he didn't know how many times he was impacted. I alone saw him faint several times. ”

The muscles on Song Zilong's face trembled, and he said, "Until that time, Senior Sister accidentally said that Qinglian Immortal Gu was going to move Uncle Xiao Jing's grave, and everything changed. ”

Hearing this, the faces of several disciples present changed. Although they didn't know much about Xiao Gan's past, it was from that time that Xiao Qian jumped into the eyes of the disciples of the Qingcheng faction.

The hero in the door is going to be relocated, if Xiao Qian hasn't said it, he really doesn't deserve to be a son of man.

The head of the family shot angrily, but was defeated by Master Li. Several times after that, every time he appeared, it would cause an uproar. From the beginning, a waste without Xuanhai defeated a disciple of the Xuanqi realm, and then defeated the helper invited by Master Li. In the end, he defeated me again......" Song Zilong's face showed a hint of loss.

At the beginning, Xiao Qian could not even bear fifty percent of his strength, but he was such a weak man, but in a short period of time, he stepped on his own position and became a strong man far beyond himself.

Hearing his words, Ziye's face was full of surprise. Of course, she knows the difficulties of cultivation, ordinary people have worked hard for many years, and they don't know if they can reach the Xuanbing realm. However, Xiao Qian actually reached the Xuanbing realm in just a few days.

This is counterintuitive!

"On the day of the grave relocation ceremony, the head of the sect came back, and the next thing may not be known to you outer disciples, but the inner disciples are remembered by everyone clearly. In order to prevent Qinglian Immortal Gu from moving the grave, the head of the family came back directly with the tombstone. That tombstone is now the hero's monument. ”

Song Zilong smiled bitterly and said, "The head of the sect defeated the disciple of Qinglian Immortal Gu, and finally provoked Uncle Bozhong, who didn't care about the world, to come forward, which saved the name of Xiao Jing's hero." It was from that time that he took the position of leader. ”

"At the coronation ceremony of the head of the house, he released his suspicions and gave me my current seat. Therefore, those disciples are very right, if there was no master, there would be no current me. Song Zilong said lightly.

This is not a show, but a fact. As he said, if there was no Xiao Qian, there would be no current him. With the strength that Xiao Qian controlled, if he wanted to kill him at that time, almost no one would be able to stop him.

He dared to kill even the elders, let alone himself?

Song Zilong will never forget the scene when Xiao Qian manipulated the big array to kill his master on the square. It was from that day that Xiao Qian was like a mountain, pressing on his heart, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get rid of the shadow in his heart.

"Alright, you've heard the story too, now give me a good journey. Song Zilong said. He really couldn't do anything about these disciples, although they were nominally outer disciples, but they were all selected by Xiao Gan, and in the future, they might become the mainstay of the Qingcheng faction.

Behind him is also Xiao Qian, compared to the two, he does not have any superiority at all. It was precisely because of this that he put down the shelf and sat on an equal footing with these disciples.

"Eh, Senior Brother Song, there seems to be someone in front. At this moment, a disciple spoke.

Hearing this, Song Zilong immediately stood in front of them and looked in the direction pointed by his disciple. Now Song Zilong is already a soldier, he is afraid that there will be some accidents, with these living ancestors, if there is really any accident, then the Qingcheng faction will not have to go back.

Especially with Ziye by his side, his heart was even more uneasy.

If it was really those chasing soldiers, his strength would not be enough at all.

"What someone!" At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the front.

Following this voice, Song Zilong hurriedly checked it. This look is a sigh of relief. Although there were quite a few people in front of them, most of them were cultivators of the Xuan Qi realm. Although a few people have also reached the Xuanbing realm, it should be difficult to cause harm to themselves and others.

"We are disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, I don't know how many of them are called?" Song Zilong stepped forward and asked with a low profile.

If Xiao Qian was here, he would definitely scold Song Zilong for being treacherous. With Song Zilong's strength, it would naturally be difficult to resist if they encountered pursuers, but with these people, it would be different. When the time comes, Ziye and them will be mixed in the crowd, and if there are really chasing soldiers, everyone will carry them together.

This kind of thing that harms others and benefits himself, Song Zilong is really handy in handling it.

After hearing Song Zilong's self-introduction, these people let down their vigilance. A middle-aged man walked over, smiled kindly, and said: "We are a mercenary group from the Yan Long Empire, this time we came out to carry out a mission, there are many dangers in the jungle, so I sent someone to investigate the surrounding situation, I didn't mean to spy on you, little brother, don't care too much." ”

Song Zilong smiled and said, "What's the matter, brother, where are you going?"

"Go to Emperor Xuandi Academy. These employers were all going to Xuandi Academy to participate in the enrollment, and they were worried that something would happen on the way, so we asked us to escort them. The big man blurted out, and he didn't know if it was because he was straightforward or for what reason.

Song Zilong nodded and said, "It just so happens that we are also going to Emperor Xuandi Academy, so it is better to go together, and there is a good way to take care of it on the road." ”

With Song Zilong's proposal, the big man immediately agreed. For him, it is a good thing to have someone to walk with, anyway, he doesn't need to pay any commission, if he encounters any danger on the road, there are a few more people to face with him, why not?

But what he didn't know was that Song Zilong also thought the same.

"Commander, we have a female dependent here who is a little injured, can you see if you can ......" Song Zilong did not finish speaking, but looked at the head of the regiment with hopeful eyes.

The head of the regiment smiled heartily and immediately said: "Of course it's no problem, Lao Zhang, bring your carriage over and let this girl ride." As soon as his words fell, an old man with a rickety back came over.

"It's full of light and soft goods, and the other cars are full, so let this girl be here for a few days." The regimental commander pointed to the carriage and said.

Song Zilong nodded, in fact, he wanted to find a carriage for Zi Ye, on the one hand, because Zi Ye was injured, and on the other hand, because Zi Ye was too conspicuous. Such beauty almost became a beacon in the dark night of World War I.

Those who chase and kill are almost not too troublesome to search, just look for beautiful women.

As long as he thought of this, Song Zilong was helpless for a while.

Now, with the cover of the carriage, the purple leaves are not so easy to spot. In this way, their safety is more guaranteed.

However, it is only an increase in the safety factor, and once it is discovered, the consequences can be imagined.

However, now, there is no other way but this way.

After all, he was still not sure whether Xiao Qian was alive or dead, and if the one who was secretly hidden was not Xiao Gan, he would have to face the impending crisis alone.

"Old man, you are so old, don't lead the horse, you can sit on it too. Ziye said to the old man from the small window in front. The old man trembled, as if he might be blown down by the wind at any time, and the purple leaves were sad for a while.

On the back of the old man's bare hand, there were shocking scars, apparently from serious injuries in the past.