"I'm from the Hehuan Sect.
If I go to the Lingyun Sect, I'm afraid there won't be any scum left."
An Qing is not an easy person to compromise.
She doesn't want to fail this mission.
She sees that Ling Yunche doesn't really want her.
Life, so tell the truth.
"Hehuanmen" Ling Yunche raised his eyebrows slightly and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Hehuanmen is an evil sect in the eyes of the righteous, and good and evil are incompatible."
An Qing tried hard to persuade Ling Yunche.
"Then destroy the Hehuan Sect, and you will no longer be part of the evil sect."
Ling Yunche said solemnly, as if destroying a sect was as easy as eating a side dish in his eyes.
An Qing knew the original owner, and she knew that if she agreed to destroy the Hehuanmen, she would not even have to complete the task, and would be immediately judged as a failure.
"The battle between good and evil is actually just boring.
We don't have to worry about such things.
Go to Lingyun Sect, go to Lingyun Sect, I really want to go to Lingyun Sect."
An Qing looked hopeless, but he still had to say The appearance of saying something against his will once again pleased Ling Yunche.
Not only did he have a smile in his eyes, but also on his face.
The clouds flew quickly, and An Qing even saw the towering house number in front of him.
According to the plot that An Qing knew, even if Lingyun Sect was walking in the clouds, they would leave Yun Duo and walk instead to show respect.
He didn't want Ling Yun Che to give up.
He didn't care at all and rushed directly to Lingyun Sect.
An Qing's hand tightened, and she looked at Ling Yunche with some worry: "Under the Luo Yun Stone of Lingyun Sect, everyone has to walk in Luo Yun.
If you do this, you will cause trouble."
Although Ling Yunche teased An Qing, he also gave her the antidote and saved her.
She didn't want Ling Yunche to get into trouble because of herself.
It is true that Ling Yunche has great magic power, but it is extremely dangerous for one person to fight against the largest sect of immortal cultivators. of Ling Yunche glanced sideways at An Qing, his eyebrows slightly curved: "Isn't that just right?
You can use this to escape from me, and your life will not be worse than death."
"But I am not worse off than alive.
You can cure my poison."
An Qing raised his eyes and looked at Ling Yunche, watching him look at her critically, his eyes flickering, and his bright eyes did not dodge at all.
"You are so funny, I really can't let you go.
You provoked me yourself.
I originally thought of letting you go soon."
Ling Yunche spoke half truthfully, but An Qing saw it in his eyes. serious.
An Qing sighed slightly and said no more.
Ling Yunche's clouds fell on the highest mountain of Lingyun Sect.
An Qing looked at the high-rise buildings in front of him and felt as if he had entered a fairyland.
"Disciple Bai Ao asks to see his master."
At the foot of the mountain, calls came to An Qing's ears, and she looked sideways at Ling Yunche.
"Come up."
Ling Yunche pulled An Qing into one of the pavilions and sat on a high seat with his eyes lowered.
"Master, Master, my disciple has something important to report."
Bai Ao couldn't use magic, so he climbed up.
When he came up, he was already out of breath, but even so, An Qing still recognized him.
He was the one who was harmed.
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The third elder whose original owner died miserably An Qing's body trembled slightly, which was the emotion belonging to the original owner.
She was very afraid of the third elder Bai Ao, which was engraved in her bones, and she couldn't help herself at this time.
This strangeness in An Qing was not hidden from Ling Yunche.
He glanced at An Qing from the corner of his eyes, stretched out his long arm and pulled An Qing to him from one side: "What's the matter?"
Ling Yunche's voice was emotionless and cold. people. tgt ttrgt: