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Chapter 62

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Xiu Feixue stretched out her sleeves and raised her hand, pinching off the crooked-neck tree in Qin Shouyun's yard.

Qin Shouyun's expression did not change.

"It's easy to say, but I really know how to search." Xiu Feixue smiled, her anger suddenly disappeared, she opened her red lips and said, "If you don't find anyone, how about I have a drink with Mr. Tan later?"

Feng Yun, who was on the ground, felt dizzy and fell down completely with a thud.

"This man has a lot of treasures in his hands." Song Mo muttered in Song Ling's ear: "Otherwise, with his meager cultivation, he would not be able to walk under that woman's hand for even half a moment."

Song Ling nodded and said, "I know."

"It's definitely not a good thing for that guy to protect you." Song Mo chirped again.

Song Ling nodded again and said, "I know too."

Let's not talk about whether Tan Shouyun is a good person. Even if he is really a good person, he is not stupid and will not offend the monks of the Five Towns and Nine Sects for a chance encounter.

And he insisted on doing so.

The result must be contrasting benefits.

"Then do you want to take away the semi-finished products in the stove first? Judging from this woman's attitude, she must have searched them thoroughly before giving up." Song Mo asked again.

When it came to this, Song Ling hesitated a little.

After thinking for a while, Song Ling considered it and said, "How about we stop looking at it? Qin Shouyun is so sure, maybe there is some way... that can help me avoid Xiu Feixue's search."

While Song Ling and Song Mo were discussing, Qin Shouyun was already digging out something.

It was also at this time that Song Ling realized that the entire Monument Town was still part of the Lu Tian Wuwei Formation. Anyone who entered Monument Town would be suppressed by the Lu Tian Wuwei Formation.

Except Qin Shouyun.

This is why Song Ling could only capture a small amount of spiritual energy in Monument Town, and why Xiu Feixue had no choice but to bow her head in the face of Tan Shouyun's toughness.

After getting Qin Shouyun's consent, Xiu Feixue put her hands in front of her, and a small white crane with flapping wings slowly formed between her palms.

Spiritual energy slowly fills up.

Gradually, the white crane could no longer be accommodated in the slender fingers.

I saw a lotus blooming from Xiufei's snow tongue, spitting out her tongue, and the white cranes in her palm simultaneously fluttered their wings and flew out, turning into thousands of them in the blink of an eye and scattering in all directions under the moonlight.

"Penglai Pavilion's Thousand Miles Tracing Technique." Song Ling sat cross-legged, turning her head slightly, watching Xiu Feixue perform the technique with some curiosity, "But it's obvious that Xiu Feixue is not good at learning and using this technique.

Already out of breath."

Just like Song Ling before.

The white cranes that flew away searched the entire Monument Town with Xiu Feixue's perception.

What even Song Ling didn't expect was that Qin Shouyun could really use his small skills to make a big difference in front of Xiu Feixue, forcing Xiu Feixue to stand up for an entire hour without any gain.

She was clearly on the roof, and her shadow was clearly left in Chen's yard.

After searching around, Xiu Feixue's face slowly turned ugly. She closed her palms together again, but no matter how many times she used the Thousand Miles Tracing Technique, she couldn't find any clues.

Could it be...

That group of people really didn't come in?

Did those two boys from Weilu Mountain misjudge?

Thinking of this, Xiu Feixue raised her smile again, raised her sleeves to cover her lips, and said with a charming smile: "Since I haven't found anyone, I'll take my leave."

Qin Shouyun did not mention that Xiu Feixue wanted to accompany him for a drink before. He nodded in agreement and watched indifferently as Xiu Feixue walked away on the clouds.

Feng Yun was just lying there on the ground. Qin Shouyun didn't intend to care about Feng Yun. Instead, he looked at the roof where Song Ling was hiding and shouted:

"You're gone and you don't plan to show up?"

Song Ling and Song Mo looked at each other in shock.

But obviously, Qin Shouyun was really talking to Song Ling.

Because immediately after, he threw his hand and threw a light blade in the direction of Song Ling. When the light blade flew in front of Song Ling, it suddenly turned around and landed next to Song Ling.

"He actually didn't know who was here, he just sensed that someone was hiding with some kind of magic weapon." Song Mo said, looking down at the gleaming sharp blade stuck on the roof tiles.

Song Ling also thinks so.

After all, Qin Shouyun's control ability in Lu Tian Wuwei Formation was too strong, and he would know every change.

In this way, Song Ling temporarily gave up the idea of ​​stealing the Hadith.

"If you don't come out, then I will have to use extraordinary measures." Qin Shouyun clenched his fist in the air, and wisps of black smoke overflowed from his palm.

The smoke, as if it could smell the scent of strangers, began to slowly drift in the direction of Song Ling, and finally formed a surrounding cage three inches around Song Ling.

To say it is a prison is not entirely correct.

After all, if Song Ling wants to go out, he can come in and out as usual.

The smoke was just helping Tan Shouyun confirm Song Ling's approximate location, just like the light blade just now.

"Don't show up." Song Mo noticed Song Ling's thoughts and quickly reminded: "He only has these methods at most. He has no way of knowing your identity. If you show up, aren't you falling into his trap?"

But Song Ling turned her eyes and laughed, pointed to the room below her, and said, "I just heard the stove blaring, and there was spiritual energy leaking out, which means the magic weapon has been completed."

I don’t care whether I can get the Hadith or not. I’ll get the magic weapon later and then come to talk to Qin Shouyun.

Just move when you say it.

Song Ling reached out and hooked the eaves of the house, and ran into the house almost brazenly, then stole twice as many rings from the stove and ran out.

Slowly, the smoke drifted into the house following Song Ling's movement.

"Oops!" Qin Shouyun realized the identity of the man in the dark.

He raised his arms, and many transparent bubbles popped out of his sleeves. As soon as he flicked them, the bubbles rushed towards Song Ling who flew back to the roof.

Snapped!

Bubbles exploded one after another.

The huge impact made Song Ling a little unsteady, and she almost fell off the eaves several times.

"Why don't you just leave?" Song Mo flicked his tail to help Song Ling block several bubbles that rushed to his back, and said helplessly: "There are some things that we don't need to find out, judging from his attitude towards that kid.

, it will definitely not harm him."

Even when testing Song Ling, he knew to protect Chen Sheng first.

It is enough to show the importance of Chen Sheng.

Song Ling stood on the eaves with his hands behind his hands in a cool manner, touching the concealment technique on his body with his sleeves, narrowing his eyes and saying, "The more this happens, the more strange it becomes."

"It's you." Tan Shouyun was not surprised at all after seeing Song Ling.

"It's me." Song Ling rubbed the three rings on her hand, letting the spiritual energy rush into the rings.

"Since you took the things, why don't you leave?" Qin Shouyun asked.

The moon's shadow shifted, just enough to illuminate Song Ling, giving her an unfathomable feeling.

"I have a few questions that I would like to ask, Master." Song Ling bowed her hands in a decent manner, then climbed up to the clouds and landed on the ground, showing off her lightness.


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