The white line on the horizon has begun to shine gradually.

Chuncao hid alone behind a spar bush, revealing half of her face to look at the group of monks fighting into a pot of porridge in the distance.

That day, Mu Qing persuaded her to return to the sect, and she agreed, but when she followed those monks to the teleportation array, she repented again.

She thought: I'm afraid that I will never get the heart of this Senior Brother Yang, but I must always do something for him, so that he can remember himself and always think about himself. In this illusion, demon beasts are rampant, and it is very likely that Senior Brother Yang will be chased by demon beasts and flee back, so he can help him.

Thinking of this, she was still a little complacent.

So, he returned alone, waiting for Mu Qing on the way through the teleportation array.

When the wolf smoke lit, Chuncao knew that the Prison Spirit Phantom Crystal had been found, and someone would come back soon.

Sure enough, after dodging the gust of wind, Leng Mei came with someone and headed towards the teleportation array. Not long after, Chu Jiangxiao also came back with a few people.

Chuncao greeted Chu Jiangxiao, Chu Jiangxiao wanted to take her away, but she didn't agree and continued to wait.

However, Mu Qing didn't wait, but there were many monks who came one after another, three in a group, five in a group, some went straight to the teleportation array, but more people were ambushed in the hedron thicket.

All this, Chuncao saw it in his eyes.

At first, she didn't know why, but later, she understood that these monks in ambush were all waiting for others to come back from treasure hunting, and they were intercepted and killed halfway!

Now she panicked, thinking that if Mu Qing returned, she would definitely be intercepted and killed.

The more she thought about it, the more worried she became, and the more she thought about it, the more scared she became, so she found a hidden spar bush and hid behind it to remind Mu Qing to be careful of the ambush.

Before Mu Qing could be heard, the gust of wind came again.

The wind was extremely fierce, blowing the rocks wildly, and the spring grass hiding on the back of the mountain shivered in fright.

The wind blew throughout the day, and when the wind stopped, some monks began to return one after another, and the surrounding warbands began to fight one after another.

This time Chuncao was even more panicked, she wanted to go forward to greet him again, and remind Mu Qing before he arrived at this battle group. However, I was afraid that as soon as I appeared, I would be discovered.

When hesitating......

......

"Isn't this the junior sister of Yun Juefeng?"

A voice came from behind Chuncao, which frightened her and turned her head to look.

I saw that the person who came was also a disciple of the Yunlan Sect, so I was a little relieved, and said, "Senior brother, I am a disciple of Yun Juefeng, Chuncao." ”

Chuncao had the impression of the person in front of him, he was a disciple of Elder Liu of Cloud Barrier Peak, and it seemed that he was called Mu Zheng.

The person who came was Mu Zheng, and there were three people behind him, one was Elder Yun Lingfeng's disciple of Elder Sun, Wu Dong, who was squeezed by Mu Qing before and deceived into going to the storage bag, and the other two were also disciples of Yun Lingfeng and Wu Dong's cronies.

Mu Zheng smiled and said, "It turned out to be Senior Sister Chuncao, what are you hiding here?" I remember that you said you were going to return to the sect at that time. ”

Chuncao nodded slightly, and said a little shyly: "I'm worried that several of our fellow disciples of Yun Jue Peak will be ambushed, so I'm hiding here to remind them." ”

Of course, Mu Zheng knew Chuncao, and he had long noticed that this woman had been by Mu Qing's side since she entered the illusion world. He naturally guessed that the people such as Chuncao were likely to be Mu Qing.

So he said with a playful face: "Senior Sister Chuncao, are you waiting for your Dan Dao Wizard of Cloud Peerless Peak, Senior Brother Yang?"

Chuncao suddenly blushed, bowed her head and said, "No, I'm not waiting for anyone, it's just the same senior brothers." ”

Mu Zheng suddenly looked behind Chuncao and said, "Senior Brother Yang, you're back!"

Chuncao was startled and suddenly turned her head to look, but where was Yang Qing's shadow in front of her?

The next moment, a sharp sword had passed through his chest......

......

Mu Qing's body was like a rabbit, looking back at the gradually brightening white line, and he couldn't stop shouting in his heart: Wait a while, hold on for a while, don't explode!

Along the way, he had already "persuaded the monks who were fighting together in six waves", and some of the battlefields were too far away, and Mu Qing had no time to "persuade them".

Seeing that there was another col in front of me, I walked out of this spar mountain.

Suddenly!

Mu Qing found two people in front of him, one lying on the ground, and the other shouting loudly.

Listening to the voice is Mu Zheng!

I only heard Mu Zheng shouting: "Senior Sister Chuncao, Senior Sister Chuncao, who did it? Which sect is the monk!"

As soon as Mu Qing heard Chuncao's name, she was immediately shocked, and her body had already come to the front of the two.

Leaning over, Chuncao was already out of breath, but his body was still warm.

Mu Qing's mind buzzed, remembering Chuncao's careful care of herself, bringing food to herself, and helping her run errands, the voice and smile were in front of her, and now, there was only her cold body in front of her.

Mu Qing's eyes were like fire, she turned her head to look at Mu Zheng, and shouted, "What's the matter?

Mu Zheng looked frightened and aggrieved, and said: "Brother Qing, I don't know! I came back from the Wusexia and saw Senior Sister Chuncao hiding here alone, I asked her to return to the sect with me, she said that she was waiting for someone, so I went to the teleportation array, but I saw that those monks had already fought, and I was afraid that she would be affected, so I came back to look for her, how do I know...... She ......"

"See who did it?" Mu Qing yelled again.

Mu Zheng shook his head, but said again: "On the way back, I only saw a few disciples of the Tianqi Sect, passing by me!"

As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of the teleportation array, which means that I saw those disciples of the Tianqi Sect over there just now.

Mu Qing's heart was shaken, and he was really fooled, and his eyes followed the direction Mu Zheng pointed......

In this moment!

Mu Qing suddenly had a feeling of impending disaster!

It feels so clear! so urgent!

He rolled over with a harrier and leaped backwards!

I saw that the long sword in Mu Zheng's hand slashed against his chest, almost piercing the magic robe!

"Mu Zheng! It's you!"

Mu Qing's body was still in the air, and he instantly grasped the current situation, although he didn't know the reason, he knew: Mu Zheng was about to kill himself!

Before the words fell, within the range covered by the divine sense, there were three figures like arrows from the string, coming towards their backs from three directions, and these three people shot the flying swords in their hands at the same time!!

At the last moment, Mu Qing opened his mouth, and the cold moon silver sand gushed out, followed by forty-eight carved flying needles......

At this moment, Mu Qing is not necessary to hide his strength!

It was too late, and it was too fast, just before the three flying swords stabbed the back of the heart, the back armor of the Cold Moon Silver Armor had already condensed out......

"Puff puff" sounded three times in a row.

Three long swords pierced into the silver armor, digging deep into the flesh and down to the ribs, but they stopped before they could puncture the heart.

Mu Qing didn't know how to do it, his hands were raised back, and twenty-four feather flying needles headed towards the three people behind him.

The three people behind him were more than forty zhang away from Mu Qing at the moment, and the range of their control of the flying sword was only twenty zhang at most, and they shot the flying sword just now, just with the purpose of killing with one blow, and they didn't want to take the flying sword back at all.

However, they never expected that Mu Qing's attack range of controlling the flying needle had reached fifty zhang!

The twenty-four flying needles were like fireflies, like flying locusts, first went straight to the door, and at the moment when the three of them raised their arms to block, the minute hand suddenly turned ......

The sound of "puff puff ......" rang out repeatedly.

The necks, foreheads, eyes, chests, and abdomen of these three people were all struck by needles, and extremely thin blood lines gushed out.

The flying needle didn't stop.

Just before the bodies of the three of them gradually softened, twenty-four flying needles were like moths to the flames, stabbing at the three of them wildly......

Mu Zheng in front of Mu Qing was no better.

He couldn't sneak up on it with one sword, and then shot the flying sword out.

He and Mu Qing were only a foot apart, and this sword shot towards Mu Qing's heart.

Mu Qing's divine sense had already detected the three flying swords that were sneaking up behind at this moment, but the flying swords in front of him were even more deadly!

He had already taken out two magic weapons, the Cold Moon Silver Sand and the Carved Ling Cloud Piercing Needle, and it was too late to take out another defensive magic weapon, so a wave of divine consciousness with spiritual power wrapped around the flying sword shot by Mu Zheng......

This kind of trick of using divine sense and spiritual power to wrap the magic weapon Mu Qing didn't know, let alone used it, and it was a subconscious action in a hurry at the moment.

It's like a mortal warrior who sinks into the white blade empty-handed.

However, this move just worked.

The flying sword was wrapped in Mu Qing's divine sense and spiritual power, and it suddenly stopped in the air.

Mu Zheng only felt that the divine consciousness he had placed on the flying sword was flicked away, and he suddenly lost control of the flying sword.

The next moment, Mu Qing opened his mouth and directly put Mu Zheng's flying sword into the storage ring.

With another shake of his hand, twenty-four flying needles shot out, stabbing Mu Zheng's hands and shoulders!

At the same time as Mu Zheng let out a wail, the three people who attacked behind him had already fallen to the ground......