Feng Yu used spiritual consciousness to transmit voice to restore it: "It's better to start from Nangu first. Zhao She found that we heard their conversation and would find a way to get rid of us."

Yun Qing touched her chin and smiled treacherously: "Okay."

In less than a day, the names Yudie and Yushu were spread throughout the inner valley of Xiaoyao Valley.

First, these two people actually broke the formation of Elder Dugu, and then these two people broke the lowest record of inner valley strength. Then, these two people were taken as personal disciples by Elder Xigu as cheating.

If the first two items were not enough to shock everyone, the last one shocked everyone!

"Mist grass! It was taken over as a first valley on the first day of entering the valley. Is it a disciple who was the one who passed it on?!"

"The key point is that their strength is not as strong as the eight-star spiritual master!"

"What did Elder Nishigu think?"

"Does they have the talent of alchemists?"

"Tsk! How is this possible! Don't you say that he is the illegitimate son and daughter of Elder Nishigu?"

"Tsk, luck is too good. But the strength is there. When the Outer Valley Elite Challenge, they will be beaten down, and they will be more than the only ones who are embarrassed."

"My disciple from Nangu sat and watched the fun of the West Valley."

"Shh. I dare to watch the fun of West Valley, be careful that someone will cut off your pills."

No matter how legends are made from outside, Yun Qingyu and Feng Yu are practicing in the room behind closed doors. This also gives the disciples of Xigu a feeling that they know their strength is low and dare not go out to meet people.

Until night.

Yun Qingyu and Feng Yucai went towards the direction of Nangu together. With their strength, even Zhao She could not detect it. So she entered the study of Zhao She, the elder of Nangu, as if she had entered a no-man.

The terrain map before Yun Qingyu was not just an ordinary terrain map, but also marked with the private warehouses of each elder. Except for the elders of Xigu, almost every valley has its own small private warehouse.

At this time, the study room was not turned on, but Yun Qingyu and Feng Yu, who were above the Lingzong, could see clearly what was in the study room.

Yun Qingyu walked to the second book on the left and pulled out the third floor and the fourth book. Behind the thick book, a complex formation totem was mentioned.

Feng Yu took out the hooked array pen and drew a few strokes to the formation totem. The red golden mark fell on it. Then the wall and the bookshelf slowly moved backwards, revealing a door.

Yun Qingyu and Feng Yu looked at each other and walked inside.

This is a long corridor, only enough for two people to walk side by side. The secret passage is inlaid with fluorite and emits a faint light.?

There was a faint sound of someone gasping, with a painful groan. There was a disgusting smell of rancidness and blood in the air.

Someone.

Yun Qingyu and Feng Yu looked at each other and moved forward quickly.

At the end of the corridor is a pillar full of iron thorns. On the pillar is a woman wearing the costume of a disciple of Xiaoyao Valley. Her hair is messy, with blood stains, her face is pale, and her beauty is beautiful. The white and blue valley clothes on her body are stained with blood. The deep red area is a iron thorn with a cold light.

The woman gasped gently, feeling a shadow covering her, so she raised her head and laughed desolately: "Zhao She, don't waste your time, the Miaoxian pen is not in my hands."

suddenly--

When the woman saw two strange faces in front of her, she was stunned and asked, "Who are you?"

Yun Qingyu smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Senior Sister Yu doesn't need to know who we are, nor do she need to give us hope. Because our purpose is also a wonderful immortal pen."
Chapter completed!