Three days later, Xinghe sect, Tianshui sect and Xuanxin sect left Wuling City, and other sects began to prepare. Except Tiandao sect, Xuexie sect and Tuling sect, all other sects planned to leave low-key, hide their whereabouts and return secretly.

    Because Cao Wujiang in the prison wantonly shouted that the troops of the python Palace are near Wuling city. We should give them eight points to see.

    Whether it''s true or not, be careful.

    "Qin Ming, I will go to Yunluo forest later. How can I be entertained?" the demon son came to Qin Ming''s yard and stood outside the fence.

    "If I''m still alive at that time, please eat game." Qin ordered a word. He xiangtian, Ding Dian and others in the nearby yard were speechless. It was as if Qingyun sect was going to kill you.

    "Qin Ming, speak well." an elder came over and said a few words with a straight face.

    The demon looked at Qin Ming with a smile and winked: "you''re dead, I die for love."

    Qin Ming gives a thumb, you are cruel.

    The demon son lay on the green fence and smiled at Qin Ming: "have you considered it clearly?"

    "What?"

    "Go to the blood evil sect with me. Grandpa accepted you as your own disciple, and I accepted you as my little lover and accompanied you with six little girls." the demon glanced at Qin Ming, who was obsequious and charming. If he was an ordinary person, he might have been swayed by the charm.

    The Qingyun sect disciples in each courtyard were all amazed. The sect leader handed down his disciples? Demon lover? The blood evil sect even offered Qin Ming such amazing conditions!

    Wait, lover? Demon son likes Qin life?

    People''s eyes became strange. Think about the murderous nature of the demon son in the top five meeting. These two madmen are a fucking match!

    Ling Xue was in her room. She was also slightly surprised when she heard the speech. She couldn''t help looking out.

    "I''m not interested in my own disciples."

    "What about me?" the demon son leaned slightly to show Qin Ming her perfect and sexy body, which could be seen faintly through the gap in the fence. The enchanting figure is completely generated according to the golden ratio. The place where it should be warped is in place, and the place where it should be warped is provocative, which makes people imaginative.

    In particular, the small Manyao with Yingying''s grip is delicate and soft. How many women feel inferior and how many men will be fascinated.

    Qin Ming didn''t even look at it: "you''re still young. You''ll grow for another two years to see the situation."

    He xiangtian couldn''t listen any more. They went back to the room one by one and closed the door. The two dogs, men and women, openly flirt and are immoral. Ling Xue couldn''t listen any more. She closed the window, out of sight and out of mind.

    "The request is quite high." the demon son chuckled.

    "When will your blood evil sect start?" Qin ordered to pack up. Qingyun sect will start late this evening. If there is an ambush team in King Mang''s residence, Qingyun sect''s team is most likely to be attacked, so the sect leader decided to leave as early as possible to hide his whereabouts. It''s not fear. With the strength of the patriarch, even if Prince mang comes, he can carry it. He is worried that Qin ordered these disciples to kill them in a few aftershocks once there is a duel in the holy martial arts realm.

    To be safe, keep a low profile.

    "Tomorrow morning."

    "Aren''t you afraid that boa King''s house will stare at you?"

    "They have to have that courage." the demon son is not afraid of boa King''s house, and the patriarch Qiu Lin is not afraid.

    "By the way, how to deal with Cao Wujiang?"

    "He will be detained in Wuling city hall. After all the eight cases leave, they will be escorted by the Qi family to return to King Mang''s house. What do you have against him? I can help you be him."

    "No, I can handle it." Qin Ming looked back at Huyan Zhuozhuo. Huyan Zhuozhuo nodded. Everyone had arranged it.

    "Really? No charge, when I give you a gift."

    "Don''t think too much. I have no struggle with the world, have a good heart and never make enemies."

    "Me too. I never kill."

    Huyan Zhuo Zhuo rolled his eyes, thanks to you two.

    The demon gave Qin Ming a playful look: "I hope we will meet soon. I will miss you."

    ………………

    Late that night, Qingyun sect left Wuling city and returned to Qingyun sect, which had been away for more than 20 days.

    The route they took was very remote, but there was basically no delay on the road. They drove day and night and entered the vast Yunluo forest in only eight days.

    Until this time, the leader of Qingyun sect was a little relieved and slowed down.

    The journey was very careful and boring.

    The five elders and middle-aged disciples were on alert all the way. Qin Ming and other disciples were silent all the way, and few spoke.

    Mu Cheng, Li Nian and he xiangtian have lost their previous loneliness.

    They are about to return to Qingyun sect. They don''t know how to face the disciples who worship them and the elders who expect them.

    "Pay attention to the front left." a middle-aged disciple suddenly reminded.

    A thin figure stood on the low mountain thousands away from them to the left. Far away, but with their eyesight, they could see that he was a man with ragged clothes and long hair, shaking gently with the mountain wind, as if he could blow down casually.

    "I''ve seen him three times! Once when we first entered the forest, once last night, and now again, he seems to be following us." the middle-aged disciple reminded us in a deep voice.

    Elder Wu said, "keep an eye on him, dare to get closer and take it!"

    Now he has entered the sect. No one dares to be presumptuous. As long as the man doesn''t cause trouble, there''s no need to touch him.

    Qin Ming also looked there and didn''t care much. But I didn''t go far. I suddenly thought of something and looked at the low mountain in the distance.

    On the top of the mountain, the ragged boy slowly raised his head, and there were ripples in his red eyes. His eyes looked at Qin Ming passing several miles away through his scattered long hair. His face was pale, white as if there was no blood color. There was no human emotion on his thin face. It was very cold... Very stiff

    Qin Ming obviously felt that the man was looking at him.

    "I''ve noticed twice. What does he want to do?" Ding Dian muttered and looked more.

    "There are many strange people in Yunluo forest. Just ignore them." Han Qianye said faintly.

    Qin Ming suddenly remembered something. He looked familiar. Was it the boy he saved in the forest?

    The events of that day have been forgotten for more than half a year.

    Qin Ming waved to the distance.

    "Why do you know?" Huyan Zhuo Zhuo is also looking there.

    "No, I''m curious."

    "Don''t make trouble, keep a low profile." Huyan Zhuozhuo took him and was about to return to his ancestry. Don''t make any more trouble.

    "Your father''s side..." Qin Ming whispered.

    "I''ll know the answer when I go back to my family."

    When Qin Ming looked up again, the man at the top of the mountain in the distance had disappeared.

    Qingyun sect! Disciples have gathered outside the mountain gate, and many elders are waiting here.

    "Why haven''t you come back?"

    "Count the time. The Lord should have come back the day before yesterday."

    "Can something happen on the road?"

    "Maybe something happened at the tea party and was delayed."

    The elders were secretly worried about accidents on the road. The patriarch is a very strict person. He will come back on time at every tea party. It is rare to delay two days like this.

    The disciples are not very worried. In their mind, the patriarch is a figure standing at the peak of the northern region, guarded by five elders and many middle-aged disciples. There can be no accident. They were more curious about the tea party, whether Qingyun sect had a brilliant performance this year and what achievements it had made.

    Many people have already started betting. Did Mu Cheng get into the top five? How many rounds did Zhang Lan and other Jinling disciples survive? TIESHANHE, how are they doing? Wait!

    Others began to wonder what kind of evaluation Mu Cheng''s title would give him.

    In addition to Qin Ming, the other nine disciples are talented people in awe of their hearts. I believe they will not be disappointed.

    "Coming! The patriarch is back!" a disciple rushed to the path ahead and shouted from a distance.

    "Coming!" the elders finally smiled and walked down the stone steps.

    Thousands of disciples swarmed out, followed the elders, talked excitedly and looked forward.