In the quiet bamboo forest on the mountain, bursts of strong winds carried by the spiritual power blew, like sharp blades cutting through the air, disturbing the quiet night.
Climbing high and looking into the distance, you can see that the town below the mountain is already lit up with bright lights.
The two spiritual powers shuttled between the trees, and all attacks facing each other were canceled out with equal force.
Fu Hong held his breath and looked up nervously at the two people who were fighting hard to separate each other.
Yan Ji was hit by Mu Qian and took three steps back. Looking back, he saw that his attack was ruthless and merciless.
He could see that Yan Ji was serious and not at all hypocritical.
Besides, that woman was able to break into the Shuling Department quietly and take him away, risking offending the entire Shuling Department to save him.
The fight between the two was so fierce that even sitting on the ground, he could feel the air-piercing air in the dead leaves blown up by the wind.
Fu Hong stretched out his hand, and the rolled up bamboo leaves quickly drew a blood mark on his palm.
The confrontation between strong men and the surrounding aura will change.
While the two were fighting inseparably, he stood up and ran away staggeringly.
This is his best chance. If he doesn't run away now, it will be later.
Yan Ji neatly dodged the blow and then gave him a backhand palm. Mu Qian nimbly avoided it and easily returned the blow.
It's really not easy to control the strength.
During the gap between the two fighting, Yan Ji looked down and saw Fu Hong who had already started to run away. His face flashed, and a golden spiritual cord formed in his hand and went straight towards Fu Hong.
However, he was hit by a ray of light and disappeared in mid-air. When he raised his eyes, he saw a man standing on the top of the bamboo opposite his chest.
After this attack was blocked by Mu Qian, Fu Hong completely disappeared from the sight of the two of them.
"Who are you?" Yan Ji stood opposite her.
From the situation of the fight just now, he could clearly know that the person on the other side did not use all his strength.
Compared to her ease, Yan Ji himself knew how difficult it was for him to deal with it.
But just looking at her age, this girl shouldn't be too old. When did such a famous figure appear in Nanzhou?
"When I catch the person I want, I will send Fu Hong back to you." Mu Qian said.
Yan Ji listened to her words with a gloomy expression, "Isn't your target Fu Hong?"
Then he quickly realized why she had brought Fu Hong out of Shu Ling's place.
"With your ability, you could quietly cover up the traces and take him away, but you left a message for me to chase him, and now you let Fu Hong go."
Yan Ji said the second half of the sentence with almost certainty, "You are using Fu Hong to find Mr. Kuo."
Mu Qian did not deny that she had tracked countless sinister spiritual cultivators during her long time in Locking Soul Pavilion.
Those people had all sorts of strange reasons for doing evil, and it was impossible to kill them all with just one blow.
Having seen all kinds of people, she understands the truth that force is the best way to fight violence with violence.
But most of the time, force alone is useless. You have to use your brain.
"You are using me to win Fu Hong's trust." After Yan Ji confirmed the answer, he attacked Mu Qian almost instantly.
The light blue spiritual power transformed into countless sharp blades in the air, coming straight towards them with a sharp sword energy.
Mu Qian raised her hand and waved, and at the same time, she released a purple rope with her other hand.
Yan Ji was restrained in an instant and could not move.
"No need to struggle. If you can't get away, I will send him back to you." Mu Qian raised her hand and waved.
The restrained Yan Ji disappeared with a look of reluctance in his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the place where the spirit was bound.
"The rope will be untied when the time comes."
Mu Qian's voice rang in his ears.
Yan Ji tried hard to break free several times, but to no avail. Unlike the spiritual rope he used, her rope not only controlled his movements, but also locked his spiritual power.
Who is this person?
Only after seeing her fight with Shu Ling Chu would Fu Hong believe that she was not from Shu Ling Chu.
And after he escapes, he will definitely look for Mr. Kuo.
After seeing Yan Ji off, Mu Qian let out a long breath and leaned against the trees to breathe.
Her strength has not yet fully returned, and her health is indeed not in good shape. She feels weak even if she exercises more.
You still need to exercise more.
On the tree she was leaning against, the lush branches and leaves concealed the man sitting leaning against the tree.
The bright white moonlight shines through the gaps between the leaves and spreads on the bridge of his nose, which is as delicate as a knife. Between the criss-crossing shadows, the man's face is full and empty.
Chi Si looked down and looked at the panting girl leaning against the tree as she pulled out something from her arms.
If you look closely, you can see that it is bread in a transparent box.
"Fortunately, I was prepared, otherwise I would have starved to death here." Mu Qian took a bite and murmured a few words while eating, "Fighting is really exhausting."
She has to replenish some energy after every fight.
The man sitting on the tree trunk stared at the thing in her hand, his dark eyes dark.
Suddenly, brilliant fireworks exploded in the sky. The man looked back and saw the bright fireworks rising over the town.
Such lively movement did not attract the least attention of the people under the tree.
After taking a few bites, Mu Qian said, "You've been following me all night. How long do you plan to follow?"
Hearing this, the man in the tree landed and stood right next to her.
"Would you like a bite?" Mu Qian held up the remaining bread and handed it to him.
Chi Si looked at her face. The red gardenia pattern was still obvious on half of her face. He suddenly squatted down and took off the mask from her face.
His movements were so quick that he even pulled her ears.
Because he had blood drawn all year round, his face could be described as extremely haggard, haggard, and unusually thin.
The man's fingertips were dancing on her chin, and his black eyes were covered with a layer of floating black mist.
Mu Qian could clearly see the sadness that flashed across his eyes just now.
Is this person very sad?
She broke free from the man's hand with one hand and put the mask back on, "Why are you so crazy again?"
"I have put a tracking spell on Fu Hong. If you follow him now, you should be able to find Mr. Kuo."
Mu Qian ate the last bite of bread and then stood up. The man next to her was still squatting on the ground in the same position.
"Still not leaving? Just wait for the people from the Soul Retention Department to come and arrest you."
As she spoke, she drew the introduction of the tracking spell with her fingers, and after a few turns of golden light in the air, it flew along the path Fu Hong left.
Chi Si stood up, took two steps forward with his long legs and walked in front of her.
Mu Qian followed silently. This man looked quite cold, and sometimes a bit fierce.
But at this moment, she felt that she could see inexplicable sadness in this man's eyes.
She was very sure that she had never seen Chi Si before.
But from the first time they met, sometimes the way he looked at her wasn't right.