Bingzhu's snowy face was cold, and she turned around and went to the human world. Although she said not to see her again and let her become a fairy naturally, how could a lover's heart be controlled freely?
Bingzhu kept running all the way, and when she arrived in the human world, she began to explore Qianxun's aura.
But he found nothing. Bingzhu was angry and anxious. It was already dusk, and he had to eliminate demons and slay demons. How could he have time to look for Qianxun?
I had to pick a few leaves, pretend to be myself, and let "them" go to find Qianxun, while my real body went north and south.[
Fortunately, there were only two or three demons that caused trouble tonight. After killing them, Bingzhi hurriedly collected the false bodies, but there was no news about Qianxun in each of them.
Bingzhu had a sad look on his face. This was the first time he had encountered such a difficult thing after being a god for 1,700 years.
It was easy to detect Qianxun's aura before, but why was there no news this time?
Bingzhu had no choice but to return to the inn where she and Qianxun lived before, opened her own door, and found silence inside.
For some reason, he suddenly had a sudden impulse and knocked on the door of the guest room where Xiaolong had lived, but he only heard a man's voice coming from inside.
"who?"
"Excuse me...who is inside?"
Bingzhi's face turned cold, as if he could smell Qianxun's breath.
Without waiting for the man to answer, he pushed the door open and saw a man sitting beside the bed. On the single bed, there was a pale woman lying quietly.
That woman was not Qianxun.
Bingzhu felt extremely disappointed.
The man stood up coldly and said, "Sir, what's the matter with you breaking into my room without permission? If nothing happens, please get out of here quickly and don't disturb my wife's rest."
Bingzhu's face turned cold, and he looked straight at the woman lying on the bed. Her breath was very weak, and then he looked at her left hand, which was wrapped in white gauze.
Although the breath is weak, there is an aura that Bing Palm is familiar with.
Bingzhi smiled coldly and walked towards the man.
"Go away, if you make me angry, don't blame me for being rude!"
The man's face changed. He was the man who brought Qianxun out. He was about to become an immortal. He could become an immortal after another ten years of meditation.