Help!Raiders' Meiqiang has become a sick and charming devil

Countless vine branches continued to extend outward, weaving into a net, and the dense and seamless vine net immediately separated the disciples of Qing Yunzong from the quicksand below.

Even if they encountered some misfortune on the way there and accidentally fell from the spirit sword, they could still be rescued by Fujie in time.

Zheng Yu doesn't know how to control the sword, and Qiu Ye lost his spirit sword when he was trapped in the peach blossom forest. In addition, Dongfang Yu, who was still in a coma, before leaving, Yue Qing discussed with Chu Ziwen and Qiu Yan. , Let Qiu Yan take Zheng Yu, Chu Ziwen take Qiu Ye, and he himself takes Dongfang Yu.

Qiu Yan had no opinion on this.

On the contrary, Chu Ziwen was depressed. When he heard that Qiuye was going to step on his spirit sword, he immediately felt unwilling, but for the sake of Yueqing's gift of defensive clothing, he reluctantly agreed: "Min Qiuye , be careful, stand still, and don't get me involved."

Akino: "..." Oh, I don't know who will implicate whom.

He has lost his spirit sword, and for the sake of not being able to control the sword at this time, he will endure someone for the time being!

When he returns to Qing Yunzong, he will find someone to settle the old scores!
Wei Yuan Yujian is in front.

All the disciples of Qing Yunzong followed behind him.

The quicksand was still spreading underneath, but the disciples of Qing Yunzong were not afraid of the rattan branches weaving the net.

Chu Ziwen speeded up on purpose, moved closer to Wei Yuan, thought for a while, and said, "Fellow Taoist Wei Yuan, do you know where Elder Liujin of Yulingzong is at this time?"

Hearing this, Wei Yuan tilted his head slightly.

Seeing that it was Chu Ziwen coming, Wei Yuan slowed down Yu Jian's speed a little, and he withdrew his gaze without squinting: "I don't know."

Chu Ziwen: "..."

The praise that was about to blurt out suddenly choked up, and he swallowed it all back into his stomach.

Chu Ziben also thought that fellow Taoist Wei Yuan would be able to accurately predict the location of the Seventh Elder of Yulingzong and all the disciples just after he came out of the phantom array, but it turned out...

It's all because of his overthinking.

Chu Ziwen smiled awkwardly, and continued to ask cheekily: "Then how did fellow Taoist Wei Yuan take us to find Elder Liujin?"

Fellow Daoist Wei Yuan suddenly glanced at him with sideways eyes, and parted his thin lips lightly: "Follow the fate."

Chu Ziwen: "..."

"cough cough"

Qiu Yeben, who was standing at the back, was still thinking about mocking Chu Ziwen, who made him insist on showing his presence in front of Fellow Daoist Wei Yuan.

But now when he heard what fellow Taoist Wei Yuan said, Qiu Ye wanted to laugh but couldn't. Instead, he choked and coughed violently while covering his lips.

"Min Qiuye, are you still alive?"

The movement behind him was so loud, even if Chu Ziwen wanted to pretend he couldn't hear him, he couldn't do it anymore, he murmured in a depressed voice, "Could it be that Min Qiuye was secretly laughing at me from behind?"

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this possibility is not impossible?

Chu Ziwen thought he spoke in a low voice, but Qiu Ye, who was standing behind him, could still hear it clearly, and immediately coughed worse.

Chu Ziwen paused: "...OK, I should still be alive, don't worry about it."

After a while, Akino regained his breath.

Although Chu Ziwen couldn't see his appearance at all, Qiu Ye couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Don't worry, I won't die, and I won't depend on you."

Chu Ziwen replied quickly: "It's best to be like this."

"In case you die on my spirit sword inexplicably, I'm afraid I will be the biggest suspect."

As he said that, Chu Ziwen snorted softly: "Min Qiuye, as long as you still step on my spirit sword, you have to live well."

Min Qiuye: "..." Why does this person deserve such a beating?
He endures.

After Qiu Ye's interruption, Wei Yuan's figure has long been far away from the two of them.

Looking at the back of Fellow Daoist Wei Yuan, Chu Ziwen couldn't help but sighed: "It's good now, I was thinking of making friends with Fellow Daoist Wei Yuan, but you, Min Qiuye, screwed up everything."

He suddenly didn't want to be with Qing Yunzong anymore.

He wants to follow Fellow Daoist Wei Yuan to see what kind of sect can teach a disciple as powerful as Fellow Daoist Wei Yuan. If it is possible, he will consider changing to another sect and abduct his good master by the way. ...

"Hey hey hey"

"...Chu Ziwen, you, don't suddenly laugh so obscenely, ahem, obscenely."

"?"

Chu Ziwen came back from his fantasy, and retorted with extreme disapproval: "Where is the wretch?"

Although Min Qiuye didn't know what Chu Ziwen was thinking, but hearing Chu Ziwen's laughter just now, he could guess that it was definitely not a good thing.

"Everywhere is obscene."

Akino expressed his disgust: "Chu Ziwen, take care of your sword, don't lose control just because you're distracted for a moment—ah"

"Ahhh"

Before the word "Spiritual Sword" could be said, Akino suddenly noticed that the Spiritual Sword was shaking violently, as if it was still burning with a burning heat.

Akino was slightly taken aback, before he had time to react.

The next moment, Chu Ziwen held his hand tightly, and at the same time stimulated the spiritual power in his body, and quickly left the spirit sword.

at the same time--

The spirit sword they were stepping on melted inch by inch at this moment, turning into ashes in the blink of an eye.

"Chu Ziwen!"

"Akino!"

"careful!"

good night