Also forced out of stealth was Mo Qianli. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 But he only suffered a little bit of wind, and just flew out unharmed.

Seeing that Liu Qinghuan was seriously injured, he couldn't help but be shocked, and ran to Liu Qinghuan's side with a roll, and asked urgently, "Brother Liu, are you okay?"

Seeing that Liu Qinghuan couldn't stop coughing up blood, his fingers were like electricity, he connected several big points on his body, took out two healing pills, and fed them into Liu Qinghuan's mouth.

Seeing that Liu Qinghuan was finally able to catch his breath, Mo Qianli turned his head to look at the Yuanying monk who was slowly approaching in the distance.

He was full of anger and didn't dare to attack in front of the Yuanying Monk at all, so he could only say forbearingly: "I don't know where my friend offended his seniors, so that he let his seniors teach him a lesson." If there is anything wrong with him, I will first confess it to you on his behalf. For the sake of his young age and low cultivation, please raise your noble hand and forgive him. ”

Although Mo Qianli's words were extremely low, they were also bold for a Yuanying monk who could take their lives with a single gesture. But the reason why he dared to say it was because although the other party had seriously injured Liu Qinghuan as soon as he made a move, he did not beat him.

This shows that the other party is not the one who killed indiscriminately, and it is very likely that there was a reason for this action.

Luo Yiye walked up to the two of them, with a faint wave on his calm face, as if he hadn't heard Mo Qianli's words, and asked condescendingly, "Where did you get the cloak on your body!"

Liu Qinghuan pressed his hand against his chest, forcing the surging qi and blood pressure down. Hearing this, he subconsciously looked at the purple cloud canopy on his body, and his heart sank steeply.

As early as when he obtained the purple cloud canopy, Yun Zheng had warned him: The purple cloud canopy has an extraordinary origin, and it must not be exposed in front of people.

He has indeed done this over the years, most of the people who have seen him have a purple cloud canopy are dead, and only Yun Zheng and Mo Qianli know about the living.

Liu Qinghuan's heart is like lightning, I'm afraid today's incident will suffer!

Now facing Yuan Ying, pinching him to death is as easy as pinching an ant to death. The previous palm was obviously that the other party wanted to ask questions, so it didn't take his life all at once.

"What?" Mo Qianli, who was holding Liu Qinghuan, suddenly spoke up, feeling quite inexplicable: "I bought it for fifteen thousand spirit stones in Haoyuan City." ”

Secretly glanced at Luo Yiye again, could it be that this person actually fell in love with the ice silk cloak on his body? No matter how he said it, he was also a true monarch in the Yuan Infant Stage, so he wouldn't be poor and crazy......

If Luo Yiye knew what Mo Qianli was thinking, he would most likely slap him into meat sauce. Fortunately, he didn't look at Mo Qianli at all, only stared at Liu Qinghuan coldly.

Liu Qinghuan took a breath, pushed Mo Qianli away, and took out two more healing wounds and threw them into his mouth before he spoke: "Senior, did you ask me? This ice crystal snow silk cloak of mine was found from their storage bags twelve years ago when I killed two couples on the sixth or seventh layer of Qi refining who wanted to rob me. ”

He told the truth and only hoped that the other party would believe it.

But the other party obviously didn't believe it, and his eyes were still cold: "Is there a tall and thin young man with a pale face among the two?"

"Nope. Liu Qinghuan said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "One of the two is a middle-aged man who is as strong as a bear, and the other is a bewitching middle-aged woman. ”

He looked directly into the other party's eyes firmly, and raised a hand: "I, Liu Qinghuan, a disciple of the Wenshi Sect, swear with a Taoist heart, what I just said is true, and there is absolutely no lie! If there is a sentence that is not true, I am willing to bear the punishment of the heavenly thunder, and I will no longer make an inch of progress in my cultivation in this life!"

Luo Yiye looked at him indifferently and stopped talking for a while.

Mo Qianli, who was on the side, couldn't hide the shock in his heart after listening to the words of the two.

He probably guessed the secret of this. That tall and thin young man with a pale face probably had a very unusual relationship with this Yuanying Monk. At the same time, he was also shocked that Liu Qinghuan's purple cloud canopy was not cold ice silk, but ice crystal snow silk.

Ice crystal snow silk is said to be produced only once in 500 years, and the production of the glazed fantasy snow mulberry forest is very small. To weave such a large piece, I don't know how many five hundred years it will take, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the purple cloud canopy is worth even the city.

His previous doubts were also solved. No wonder Liu Qinghuan dared to run to secretly peek at Jindan Zhenren, and he was not discovered by the other party.

After swearing in his heart, Liu Qinghuan was still so nervous that his whole body stiffened.

This feeling of being completely in the hands of others made him powerless and unforgettable. The other party's long silence also made him more and more frightened.

It can't go on like this!

His brain was racing, he stood up with difficulty, and then took off the purple cloud hood and held it above his head: "Although I don't know what this cloak has to do with you, I am fortunate to have this cloak by chance." When I met my predecessors today, I just returned to Zhao, and I ask you to take it back. In the coming day, I will tell my teacher Ming Yangzi, and I will come to the door again to apologize. ”

Luo Yiye's eyes flashed: "You are the true disciple of Ming Yangzi of the Wenshi Sect?"

"Yes. Liu Qinghuan's face did not change, and he replied without a heartbeat: "The junior master is also in Haoyuan City now, I wonder if the senior has ever met my master?"

Luo Yiye said slowly: "I entered this cave with him. ”

"It turns out that Master, his old man, also came in. Liu Qinghuan seemed to be extremely happy.

But seeing Luo Yiye wave his hand, the purple cloud canopy flew into his hand, and his originally slightly soothing voice suddenly turned cold: "Even if you are a disciple of Mingyangzi, it is a matter of my son's life and death, and it is not so easy for me to spare you today!"

Liu Qinghuan's heart sank, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar: Tearing Ming Yangzi's tiger skin, is it still not good?

But I heard Luo Yiye say indifferently: "For the sake of Mingyangzi's face, I will give you half an hour to escape." In half an hour, if I can't catch you, the cause and effect will be over, but if I catch you, you'll die!"

Half an hour, not to mention half an hour, half an hour, half a day, Liu Qinghuan in the early stage of foundation building will definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of Yuanying Monk!

But he also knew that it was not easy for the other party to get this half quarter of an hour, which was already extraordinarily generous.

It's just that he is seriously injured now, and he can't even run his spiritual power smoothly, so how can he escape?

Mo Qianli on the side suddenly grabbed him, Liu Qinghuan only felt that the object in front of him was retreating rapidly, and the sound of whistling wind was blowing in his ears!

Liu Qinghuan turned his head to look at Mo Qianli and said cautiously: "Brother Mo, thank you." ”

Mo Qianli looked at the front intently, pursed his lips, and said solemnly for a while: "Two pieces!"

Liu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Do you want me to swear too?"

"Haha. Mo Qianli smiled: "Don't use it for the time being, I can trust you." ”

Liu Qinghuan looked back, and they were getting farther and farther away from Luo Yiye. But at this distance, the other party can catch up in one step.

What is different from the past is that Mo Qianli's feet are now like a point on the wind, with a more sense of elegance, and the speed is also thirty percent faster than his usual.

And these three percent also made Mo Qianli not as free as before. In a moment, his whole body was sweating, and his face was getting redder and redder, obviously reaching his limit.

And only half of the time has passed.