When I came here before, Linglong Qingyuan did not have such a powerful restrictive seal.

Now that there is a ban, there is a high probability that it was Biyou Daxian or Mu Lanxue who took action.

"alright."

Yan Qingwu's expression didn't change at all, she just pointed in the distance and said, "Go ahead."

Wang Mu took a deep breath and walked over.

Sure enough, for a cultivator of Yan Qingwu's level, there is basically nothing that is rare for her.

Wang Mu touched the bamboo pole.

If it has a level, this is definitely an excellent fishing artifact.

As for why Yan Qingwu built this thing, maybe she has fished here before, right?

"I hope the time can be extended a little longer..."

Wang Mu's heart skipped a beat, he closed his eyes, swung the fishing rod, and threw it into the abyss of exquisite love.

The bottom of Linglong Love Abyss is very unique. The spiritual consciousness cannot be dim and cannot be sensed. No wonder cultivators can only use fishing rods...

These secret realms all have unique rules and causes. If the fish is taken forcefully, the result may be that the exquisite love abyss turns into ruins and suffers backlash.

Otherwise, Wang Mu couldn't figure out why experts at Yan Qingwu's level still need this method to get fish?

Fishing line into the abyss.

Wang Mu waited quietly.

However, it seems that no matter what you think, the reality is often the opposite.

It didn't take long.

The fishing line came loose, and Wang Mu's right eyelid twitched. With a sudden pull, a familiar rhythm came from the fishing line.

Almost biting the hook, it flew up.

Wang Mu's eyes darkened and he almost fainted.

Damn it.

Is there something serious wrong with this exquisite flounder?

Why did you bite the hook right away when I came to fish?

Are you here to deliver it?

It took you a month to fish last time before you came up. This time you didn’t even bother to pretend. You just bit the hook and landed, right?

Wang Mu didn't know if it was because he was lucky, his fishing skills were too high, or it was due to other reasons.

All in all, the second exquisite flounder was caught just like this.

What a bullshit divine fish, a piece of trash from the street!

Almost at the same time, Yan Qingwu, who was fussing at the side, opened her eyes and looked at the divine fish. A rare hint of joy flashed in her eyes.

"Very good!" Yan Qingwu nodded slightly, "Leave this fish to me. I will have my own reward when I go back."

I’m afraid that even if there is a reward, I won’t be able to take it!

Wang Mu was silent for a few seconds.

At this point, it seemed like there was no choice.

Even if he doesn't give it, with Yan Qingwu's methods, it's useless not to give it.

He lifted the fishhook and looked at the fish swinging left and right, as if he could see his own fate in its magical eyes.

at this time…

"Yan Qingwu, you are really not afraid of death..."

An enchanting voice sounded from above.

In the breaking waves, a woman in a red dress was seen lying on her side on an auspicious cloud.

Among the lingering clouds and mist, there is a small figure surrounded by a red caltrop, gently squeezing the woman's shoulders. I don't know what kind of magic weapon it is?

If the shadow appears, you can only vaguely see the woman's occasionally fleeting jade muscles, as well as the perfect and plump body curves. She is extremely enchanting, but it's a pity that she can't see her face.

Wang Mu took a quick look and immediately thought of Mu Lanxue who was in the Holy Land that day.

Different from puppets.

This should be true from beginning to end...

Yan Qingwu seemed to have expected it, but looked at her quietly and said:

"how?"

Wang Mu quietly retreated to the side, feeling that these two men had a strong smell of gunpowder and wanted to avoid getting into trouble.

"Hehe..." The enchantress in the red dress smiled and turned to look at Wang Mu, "Little guy, how about you give me this fish?"

"..." Wang Mu.

Good guy, are you saying this in front of others?

"Don't refuse in a hurry." The demon girl in the red dress giggled, "Let me explain it to you in detail. You have just joined the Sword Sect and have no feelings for this sect. As far as I know, this sect will soon be...

Disaster is coming."

"Are you curious? The reason is actually very simple, because the Supreme Elder of the Sword Sect beside you, the number one Sword Immortal in Huangtian Continent, the Great Sword Immortal Yan failed to overcome the tribulation, and is haunted by inner demons, and his strength is weak.

And most importantly, her lifespan is short and her soul is greatly damaged."

"To put it simply, death is not far away."

"Although Jian Zong is strong, without her, the great swordsman of Yan, those demon sects will not let Jian Zong go..."

The enchantress in the red dress said leisurely, "She is pretending to be decent and nothing is wrong on the surface, so of course you can't tell. She broke my restriction just now and directly used her thirty-two flying fairy index swords. I want to change it."

If things have been done in the past, then why do we need to use this kind of magic weapon?"

"So, if you keep her alive now, leave the Sword Sect as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, I won't be able to leave when the time comes."

The demon girl in red skirt breathed lightly, "Give me the divine fish, and I will take you back to my Fengyue Sect. I will train you with all my heart..."

"This is a choice that a normal person would make, right?"

This time Mu Lanxue spoke more clearly than in the Holy Land.

When Wang Mu heard this, he was stunned.

He looked at Yan Qingwu.

Is... is it that serious?

Wang Mu himself really couldn't feel it, and the sect didn't have the atmosphere of an impending disaster...

Maybe the position is too low, the strength is too weak, and I can't feel it...

Wang Mu looked at Yan Qingwu with doubts in his eyes.

"If you don't believe me, ask yourself, the elder Yan next to you?" The enchantress in the red dress chuckled, "She is someone who will never lie, and she is very firm in her Taoism."

Can't lie?

Wang Mu thought of the friend Yan Qingwu said last time that she had...

Isn’t that already a lie?

Yan Qingwu's eyes were calm and she said:

"She is right, you can choose to give this fish to her."

"..." Wang Mu.

Good guy, can you admit it so directly?

Has this straightforwardness really not changed?

"But no matter who you give it to, this thing will definitely be in my hands in the end." Yan Qingwu's voice turned cold, and a terrifying aura burst out, like an ancient sword that had been silent for ten years unsheathed.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Yan Qingwu, you really don't want to die, right?"

Mu Lanxue laughed angrily and said, "You really want to fight me? You don't know what your current state is, right? Just for this thing, are you desperate?"

"Why, do you really believe what that little liar Biyou said? Do you really think this thing can reflect his signs?"

"He is dead, he has been dead for a thousand years!"

"You haven't seen it through yet, have you? I asked you why you couldn't survive that calamity, you really deserve it!"

Mu Lanxue's voice was as sharp as a knife.

Yan Qingwu sneered: "If he is really dead and the cause and effect is clear, I will not have inner demons. If he is not dead, he must be living in a corner of this world! I must find him and get rid of my inner demons!

Otherwise, I will never die in peace!"
To be continued...