"Do you still remember our agreement?"

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Starfall Valley, Yinhui Forest.

Lu Lingqiu lay silently in an open space in the forest, looking at the stars in the sky without focus.

The cool breeze blew by, and the shadows of the trees swayed gently.

It was late summer, the night was dark, and the sky was glowing with dark blue.

I don’t know how many times it has been.

The voice lingering in my head lingers.

Whether in a dream, in reality, during the day, at night, when thinking or in a daze, this sentence will always ring in my ears suddenly, suddenly and without warning.

"It's a promise..."

The young man murmured: "What on earth is it."

He seemed to be asking rhetorically, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

Staring at the thick ink-like night sky scroll, the doubts in my heart increased again.

——Why, there is no moon in this world.

Before he could think too much, a slightly different sound came from one side of the forest.

Is it an auditory hallucination?

He sat up, looked in the direction of the source of the strange noise, and held his breath.

"Help...help..."

This time he heard clearly.

A weak female voice came from the right, not very close.

Along with the cry for help, there were shouts and curses from one or two men, and he frowned slightly.

Although he didn't know what was going on, based on the principle that other people's troubles had nothing to do with me, he didn't want to meddle in other people's affairs at all.

"No... don't... please..."

The voice of the person asking for help in the distance became even more panicked, and it was not difficult to feel that there was a hint of despair in the tone.

Lu Lingqiu remained unmoved.

"Don't... don't come here... don't touch me..."

Lu Lingqiu couldn't sit still any longer, so he slowly stood up.

"Woooo..."

His figure disappeared from the place.

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Next to a towering ancient pine a few miles away.

Three men in gray and white Taoist uniforms surrounded a girl in a green skirt. One of the oldest men, who looked to be in his late twenties, had even reached out to the girl's sensitive parts.

"Wait a minute, Senior Brother Qiao, is this inappropriate? We are just patrolling under orders..." the youngest disciple reminded in a low voice.

"Hey, Junior Brother Cong, what do you know? Senior Brother said that she has a demonic aura!

Since there is evil spirit, it is a monster and a witch."

Another disciple interrupted: "Of course, senior brother has the final say on how to deal with the demon girl. Senior brother will definitely not let us watch after he is satisfied. Are you right, senior brother Qiao?"

"Haha, this is natural."

Qiao Nai stopped his claws, paused, and looked at his junior brother: "Cong Xin, if I remember correctly, are you still a Yuanyang body?"

"Ah... this..." The junior brother, who was called Cong Xin, was obviously embarrassed to accept this. Then he heard Senior Brother Qiao say: "Come, look at this witch, how beautiful she is, huh? Today, you can help me.

Lock her up, and after senior brother is done, I will teach you step by step how to be a man, how about it."

When Cong Xin heard this, she felt like a deer, and quickly took a peek at the girl with her peripheral vision. She saw that the "witch girl" was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with light green shoulder-length hair, a pure and charming appearance, skin that could be broken by blows, and a pretty face.

Her face was covered with tears from just crying, and her weak look really made the man want to stop.

Thinking about it, if they were mortals or ordinary monks, how could there be anyone with green hair in the Qin Kingdom? Such stunning beauty is like an elf on earth. In this extremely unstable era, if you miss it, you will probably never have the chance again.

Encountered.

After going through some mental struggle, the junior brother finally nodded in agreement. He immediately stepped forward and fixed the girl's arms from behind.

The girl's lotus-like jade arms were cool and smooth, and the moment she touched them, he couldn't help but feel a surge in his heart.

"Haha, this is decent!" Seeing that there was no obstacle, Qiao Nai's face flashed with lust, and she motioned to Junior Brother Zhou on the other side to look out for the situation, while she once again stretched her hand towards the girl's skirt.

"No... don't come here!!" The girl looked full of despair, tears falling from the corners of her eyes, but in this silent forest, who could hear the cry for help.

"Shout, shout! Haha, no one will save you even if your throat is broken. The more you shout, the more excited I am!" Seeing this scene, Brother Qiao's belly was filled with evil fire, and he couldn't wait to grab it.

The girl's skirt, just when he was about to take the next step, he suddenly heard a strange voice from behind:

"It's funny how several grown men bully a little girl."

"who?!"

Qiao Nai stood up and turned around like a reflex, pulled out the spiritual sword on his back with a "choking" sound, and stared into the darkness with squinted eyes.

Cong Xin also decisively let go of the girl, took out the magic talisman from her waist as quickly as possible, and surrounded the incoming person from both sides with the disciple named Zhou.

The starlight shines on the open space under the ancient pine trees, reflecting the sad and beautiful night. In the darkness, a young man walks out.

The shadow faded, and the young man's appearance appeared before everyone's eyes without any obstruction.

Qiao Nai was stunned, Cong Xin and the others were stunned, and even the girl's heart stopped for half a beat.

This person...

So handsome.

No one has ever seen such a handsome man. At least, this kind of appearance is rare in Qin.

His face is like a carved sculpture, his eyes are full of clear springs, and his obsidian pupils are as bright as the night sky. Although he is less than twenty years old, he exudes an indescribable cold temperament, as if he has stepped out of a painting, and he can be called a heavenly being.

"You...who are you?"

Seeing the young man walking slowly towards him, Qiao Nai immediately turned around and asked.

At the same time, he did not forget to activate the Spirit Eye Technique, trying to spy on the cultivation level of the person in front of him.

"Me?" Lu Lingqiu smiled slightly and said casually: "You are not worthy of knowing my identity. I advise you three to accept it as soon as you see fit."

"What are you talking about, little bastard! You have ruined the good deeds of our brothers and are driving them away? Die!" Before he finished speaking, Zhou Feng suddenly jumped out from the side of the shadow, holding a red spirit gun in his hand and moving forward with determination.

The momentum directly stabbed the young man's face.

He hated handsome people the most in his life. Because of his lackluster looks, he suffered a lot in the sect. He usually suffered from the cold eyes of the female disciples. Now he finally hugged Senior Brother Qiao's lap and had the opportunity to touch the stunning jade body.

Whoever wants to come out of the way to get in the way makes me feel angry beyond words.

Ka.

There was a crisp sound and the picture was frozen.

The scene where several people thought the gun went through their heads did not happen.

On the contrary, when the tip of the gun was still half a step away from the boy's body, it seemed as if it was fixed by something and could no longer move forward.

In the next breath, the three of them were stunned to see that the spirit gun was broken like paper, but the young man was unscathed.

Senior Brother Zhou’s spiritual heat gun is a middle-grade spiritual weapon! How could it be...

Cong Xin's original idea of ​​cooperating with his senior brother to take action was suddenly stopped, and Qiao Nai also felt a thump in his heart. He found that he could not see through the other party's cultivation level at all.

This situation only occurs when a lower-ranking monk faces a higher-ranking being. In other words, the difference in cultivation between the two is at least one level, not just a few levels.

"I'll give you one last chance, don't test my bottom line again." Lu Lingqiu's calm voice sounded again, and Zhou Feng backed away in shock, still not recovering from the shock.

Qiao Nai supported him, and he knew that what happened today was a shame.

He hid the resentful look in his eyes, engraved the young man's appearance in his mind, and whispered: "Let's go."

The three of them were all disciples of the Immortal Sect. Seeing the huge gap between the two sides, they did not dare to stay longer and ran straight out of the forest.

But today the bridge is finally closed.

The backs of several people gradually blurred, and the sound of footsteps gradually stopped.

Lu Lingqiu dusted off the dust on his body and walked towards the girl.

"Thank you brother for saving your life. I am..." The girl wiped her tears and stood up with a grateful face. However, before she could finish her words, she felt her throat tightening.

Lu Lingqiu appeared in front of her at some point, grabbed her by the neck, and pressed her against the trunk of an ancient pine tree.

"So, if I don't come, you will kill them and go find me, right? Transformation spirit demon."

Mu Qing's eyes twitched.
Chapter completed!