In the pear garden, Elder Mu and Qingyi from Qixiufang came in a hurry and came out quickly. After leaving the pear garden, Elder Mu whispered: "I haven't seen anyone, but I have seen the Wushuang of the Wushuang, and that plump plum has told me how much of my daughter's thoughts!"

Qingyi smiled slightly, and the two divortexes were a little dazed, and said, "He is a person with a very weird temper. Occasionally, he looks like a child, and sometimes, he is really that young man. But, I know, he is actually very lonely."

Elder Mu looked at Qingyi with interest and joked: "I don't know whether he is lonely or not, but he must be very fond of girls, otherwise we Qingyi wouldn't be talking about it every day. Oh, this is how girls are too old or not!"

A flash of blush appeared on Qingyi's fair cheeks, and she lowered her head and said softly: "Elder Mu, don't talk nonsense, I don't..."

Elder Mu smiled and said, "Since there is no, then let it go. I am still going to Lantian County to see my nephew. Since we Qingyi has no idea, we won't go!"

Qingyi stomped her feet in anger and groaned: "Elder Mu..."

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Although the sun in the sky gradually sets westward, the temperature has not dropped. Some hot summer has gradually come. Fortunately, there will be a trace of wind occasionally, blowing green and full leaves. Gu Qingci sat in the carriage, closed his eyes, and gradually arrived at the border of Lantian County.

The corners of the curtains of the car were slightly opened, and some buildings gradually appeared on both sides of the official road. After coming out of Chang'an City, there were two worlds separated by a wall. After leaving the city, there was no troublesome prosperity. However, Gu Qingci prefers this countryside scenery. According to his habit, the driver drove off the official road and drove onto the slightly narrow but still flat path.

The coachman is a servant of Gu Qingci. Although the dozens of servants given by Emperor Xia are not masters, fortunately, they are all kinds of people, including cooks, housekeepers, coachmen, and guards...

Gu Qingci has always been easy-going. Although he has just arrived in Lantian County and is not familiar with the servants and maids, he has basically become familiar with him. This coachman is an ordinary farmer from an old farmer, but he is a good driver. Gu Qingci is sitting in the carriage and is very stable.

"Master, are you a little tired? If you are tired, take a rest. Don't worry, I will drive steadily and will not disturb you." The driver said, waving his whip gently.

Gu Qingci nodded, waved his hand slightly, and all the curtains fell down, and said lightly: "Then you just wait and call me when you arrive."

"Okay, don't worry, sir!"

Gu Qingci did not speak anymore and slowly closed his eyes.

The pastoral scenery on both sides of the county road is even more beautiful, with a primitive and simple smell that is not seen in Chang'an City. I don't know how long I drove, and passed by a small village. There was a big tree at the entrance of the village, but Gu Qingci didn't recognize it. The tree canopy is huge and the green leaves are lush, just like a big umbrella, covering up the sunshine and falling shade.

However, he has never been to this place.

The carriage suddenly stopped, Gu Qingci was shocked, but his face was not volatile. Mochou Jian was slowly picked up by him, sitting cross-legged in the carriage, holding a long piano, and the curtain suddenly separated to both sides. He stared at the trembling driver and said lightly: "You betray me."

The coachman shook all over and slowly turned his head, his face pale, and his sweat fell from his forehead. Looking at Gu Qingci, his lips trembled, and he stammered: "Old... Master, I'm sorry, I have no choice. I'm forced to do it too. I owe them a lot of money. If they don't do what they said, they will kill me...I..."

Gu Qingci's face was calm, but there was always an invisible cold air. He said lightly: "Others will kill you, do you think I won't kill anyone?"

The driver's heart thrust, and immediately jumped out of the car and ran into the village. After running two steps, he suddenly heard a faint sound of a piano. Then he saw his body appearing in front of him, but without a head, and blood sprayed from his neck like a fountain.

His thoughts were frozen at that moment and disappeared, but what Gu Qingci saw in his eyes was a head flying into the air, a headless corpse running forward with inertia and then falling to the ground. The head was left with eyes closed on the ground, and blood was sprayed out, shining by the sun. In addition to the deep red, it also had a different luster.

At this moment, a buzzing sound suddenly came from the air, and a dark feather arrow flew over with powerful force. Following closely behind, dozens of feather arrows surrounded the black carriage in all directions, endless solemnity and constant disturbance of the air.

A melodious sound of piano sounded, and from the carriage as the center, a light shield like a sun was suddenly emitted, isolated the heavy rain-like feather arrow, frozen in the air, as if still, only the circles of true energy fluctuations prove that time is still passing.

"boom"

With a loud bang, the carriage exploded.

Gu Qingci's figure slowly emerged, standing on a pile of ruins, many arrows fell down around him, inserted into the soil, and directly penetrated into the soil, very deep and thick, and there was a slight buzzing and trembling.

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In the quiet village, nearly ten men in black suddenly rushed out, all of whom were great practitioners, and there were even two strong men who could not see through Gu Qingci. All of them were carrying a strong murderous aura. The vitality of this world became chaotic and roaring among so many great practitioners, as if the faulty rain was constantly shattered.

Nearly ten great practitioners were locked in. Gu Qingci did not consider escaping, nor did he have the chance to escape. If he really escaped, he would be more likely to be easily killed here. In a blink of an eye, the great practitioners in black rushed over like a rainstorm, with murderous aura of destruction.

Gu Qingci stared at the two masters who could not see their strength clearly, and was slightly shocked. The auras of these two made him suspect that they were probably great practitioners of the realm of fate. After all, he had fought with Feng Yi, a warrior who was infinitely close to the realm of fate before.

Seven people, five great practitioners of the first realm, and two great practitioners of the heavenly realm, Gu Qingci put all his mind on the two great practitioners of the heavenly realm. If there were only those five great practitioners of the first realm, he would not have hesitated at all and fought to the end, but now it is different. There are two warriors of the heavenly realm.

Coming closer, Gu Qingci suddenly turned around, the demon zither was on his back, and the Mochou sword appeared in his hand, threw an arc in the air, aiming at the great cultivator in front and poking it out.
Chapter completed!