Entrusted by Li Chimei, Jin Bingyun was going to come over to Shuiyue Dazong to see the situation, but before she got close, she saw two figures sneaking out from a distance, and seeing the somewhat familiar figure, she couldn't help but startled: "It's them?"
So she quietly followed, worried that the two of them would find out, she didn't dare to get too close, and along the way, she used her energy all over her body, slowing down her breathing, for fear of revealing the slightest movement.
On the other side, Song Qingshu felt the limp body beside him, and couldn't help saying: "The leader must be too close to me."
"It's mainly to annoy Fairy Chilian." With a smile on her face, Shan Yuru let go of his arm naturally.
Song Qingshu thought that I would have more troubles in the future, but thinking that he didn't seem to have a good impression on Li Mochou, he simply didn't worry about it: "This time I still want to thank the leader, these days are busy. I've been so busy inside and out, I haven't had time to thank you."
Shan Yuru glanced at him resentfully: "Young Master, one leader per mouthful, it's too far-fetched."
Song Qingshu smiled: "Then I'll call you Miss Shan from now on."
Shan Yuru was still dissatisfied, this title was still too pretentious, but she paid great attention to advancing and retreating, avoiding excessive pressure and causing discomfort to the other party, so she didn't show anything: "Young master, you don't need to thank me. I'm just helping from the side. What's more, the young master has saved my life, so I naturally have to repay the young master."
Song Qingshu greeted her for a while, and then said: "I'm afraid I will trouble you to make the hang glider this time." Making the hang glider requires tools, materials and manpower, and he is naturally not as good as so many people in the Destiny Sect.
"Of course there is no problem, but I hope you can teach me how to do it." Shan Yuru is also full of curiosity, what is the magical kite that can make people fly in the sky
Along the way, Song Qingshu explained to her the general appearance and method of the hang gliding, and finally explained it almost outside the magician's palace, Shan Yuru paused and said: "I'm so eager to try it, I have to go back and find materials to try."
Song Qingshu was taken aback: "Aren't you going in?"
Shan Yuru shook her head: "Pang Ban and I both belong to the Holy Sect. Although the exercises we practice are different, they are more or less connected. It is easy for Pang Ban to be moved by me entering the range of the Magician's Palace."
Yes, it will hurt you instead, and this time it is mainly to bring you here. "
Song Qingshu knew that the three sects and six sects of the Demonic Sect had deep roots, so he didn't hesitate anymore: "Okay then, go back and try to make a hang glider. If you have any questions, please communicate with me in time. I'll go and investigate first." Although he was injured, Princess Yalun meticulously helped him heal his injuries during this period. Although he has not recovered yet, self-protection is no problem.
"Be careful yourself." After Shan Yuru instructed, she used her lightness kung fu and disappeared into the night.
Only then did Song Qingshu begin to look at the Magician's Palace not far away. The overall shape of the Magician's Palace was rather black, and there was a sense of mystery and strangeness under the cover of night.
From a distance, I saw a tall tower rising from the ground. It is said that many masters of the magician's palace will go to the top of the tower to watch the stars and meditate at night to help them make breakthroughs in their cultivation.
"Don't be so unlucky today to meet Pang Ban meditating inside?" Song Qingshu didn't want to set up a fg, but there was indeed such a possibility.
But thinking that Pang Ban was injured, he should be recuperating now, the probability of appearing in the tower is not high, at most there will be some other masters from the Magician's Palace.
He quietly climbed over the wall of the magician's palace. The magician's palace has a fierce reputation, and most people avoid it. Therefore, there are not as many guards as expected, but there are a lot of bright and dark whistles that should be there. It's full, otherwise I'm afraid it would have been discovered long ago.
Song Qingshu came to the tower. There were two gatekeepers at the gate of the tower. Their martial arts were not weak, but this was not a problem for him. He walked around to the back and flew up with a touch of his toes.
After checking several floors in a row, Song Qingshu couldn't help but frown. Every few floors in the tower, there are masters from the Magician's Palace meditating inside. It is impossible for the people inside, unless they can restrain the masters in each tower at the same time, but is this possible
Song Qingshu observed the surrounding terrain on the top of the tower again, and recorded the changing rules of the magician's palace's bright and dark whistle, and then left quietly.
But as soon as he left the magician's palace, his figure stopped, and he looked at a shadowy corner with vigilance.
"Your vigilance is too low. You have been followed for so long without knowing it." A tall figure walked out from a shadowy corner. His face was covered, but the familiar aura on his body still made people know that he was Babel
witch.
Song Qingshu's eyes fell on another Qianying. It turned out that there was a white shadow standing in front of him. Jin Bingyun was pinned by his shoulders and his acupuncture points were restrained. The long sword in his hand had just been half out of its sheath. It is completely conceivable what happened just now.
"Miss Jin, are you so interested in me?" Song Qingshu kept a distance from them and did not step forward. Now that he is injured, it is better to be more vigilant when facing Tongtian Wu.
"Everyone in Helin City is looking for you. I didn't expect you to come to the Magician's Palace?" Jin Bingyun's cold voice was a little more unexpected. She just thought that this figure looked familiar and followed her, but she didn't know that the other party was actually Song Qingshu .
"Is the most dangerous place also the safest place?" Song Qingshu didn't want to reveal his true hiding place, so he became suspicious, "But the girl should be more concerned about her situation now, right?"
Jin Bingyun twisted her body and tried to struggle out, but unfortunately the opponent's hand seemed to be pressing down on the top of the mountain, and she couldn't break free at all: "Who is your Excellency?"
Even though the opponent was a sneak attack, it was too scary for her to be unable to even draw a sword.
"Go to the underworld and ask Hades." Tongtian Wu grinned grinningly, and spat out the energy in his hands. Jin Bingyun felt a terrifying chill hit, and every cell in her body was telling her of extreme danger, but at this time her acupoints were restricted. , without the slightest resistance.
Is this what dying feels like? It seems that I don't care about life as much as I always thought.
At this time, Jin Bingyun was even thinking wildly.
"Wait!" Song Qingshu hurriedly stopped.
With such a cultivation level, Tong Tian Wu has already controlled his internal energy as he wished, and when it came to his palm, he didn't let it out. He looked at him with a sneer and said, "Why, don't you still want it, Your Excellency?"
Song Qingshu looked at him curiously: "Sometimes I wonder if you are a man after all, so you kill such a beautiful woman like a fairy?"
Hearing him praise her beauty, Jin Bingyun blushed slightly, thinking that this guy hated me, and every time he saw me, he ran away like seeing a ghost.
Tongtian Wu snorted: "If you don't kill like this, how can you kill? You won't be like those flower-pickers whore-thieves first and then kill, right? If you really want to do that, I despise you a little bit."