The Demon Sect assigned ladies, and I drew the Righteous Fairy

Chapter 228 Qingtang Chaos

In the tree hole of a towering tree.

Fang Yang sat next to Qin Xueyan, but did not move, feeling a little nervous.

Qin Xueyan glanced at him and asked, "Why, my husband, are you tired of me?"

Fang Yang quickly said, "No, ma'am, I'm afraid of hurting the child."

Qin Xueyan said unhappily: "Didn't Aunt Mo say that? Just control the strength."

By the end of her speech, her voice was getting smaller and smaller, and her cheeks were red, but in order to allow Fang Yang to cultivate the Mysterious Ice and Fire as soon as possible, she took the initiative to stand up, pushed Fang Yang to the ground, and then sat on Fang Yang.

"Miss?"

Fang Yang was stunned.

Qin Xueyan glared at him and said, "Don't look!"

Fang Yang thought, we've been sleeping in the same bed for so many years, why are you still so shy?
But he still closed his eyes obediently.

The tree hole suddenly became warm, like the spring waves in March.

"Ma'am, go slow and be careful with the child."

"Shut up."

Under the towering tree.

Mo Xiaolan said to Ling'er, "You are practicing the Record of Heavenly Beasts. Nine-tailed Fox Scroll?"

Ling Er answered respectfully: "Senior, you have a keen eye. I am practicing the Nine-Tailed Fox Scroll, but it is a little incomplete. I can't make any further progress after the third level."

Noila Mo said: “I have seen someone using the Nine-Tailed Fox Scroll’s skills, and she has practiced to the highest level.”

"Maybe I can help you complete your skills."

Ling'er was overjoyed and bowed, "Thank you, senior!"

She stood up, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Senior Mo, who is the one who has mastered the Nine-Tailed Fox Scroll to the highest level?"

Mo Xiaolan held the jar of wine in her arms, leaned against the tree trunk, and looked up at the sky.

"An old friend."

Qingtang Mountain.

"Senior Sister Yu, hold on a little longer, we will take you to see the Sect Master right away!"

Feng Pan'er held Yu Caifeng in her arms, followed by Wang Yujiao, Chen Wanrou and Xiaohuan. The four of them rushed all the way from the Qinglian Mountains back to the Qingtang Sword Sect in less than a day.

At this time, all four of them were exhausted, but in order to save Yu Caifeng, they did not dare to stop at all and rushed straight to Tanglian Peak.

"How is this going?"

But the four of them soon stopped and looked around. The Qingtang Mountain, which used to be shrouded in fairy mist and beautiful scenery, was now in a mess.

After entering the mountain gate, the first place we arrived at was the Sword-Bearing Peak. We saw that a piece of the top of the peak had been cut off, and even the place where the sword prison was located had collapsed in half.

Not far away was Qingyang Peak. A large number of lush green trees on the mountain had fallen down, and the entire mountain was cracked in the middle, split into two halves.

Further in were the Sun-Huan Peak and the Demon-Slaying Peak, where the mountains were also cracking and the forests were collapsing, and countless injured disciples were lying on the ground screaming.

"Where is Biyue Peak?"

Feng Pan'er and Xiaohuan flew forward for a long time but did not see the Biyue Peak.

"Biyue Peak is over there."

Wang Yujiao pointed downwards with a trembling voice. Several people looked down and their faces suddenly changed.

This was indeed the original location of the Biyue Peak, but now the entire mountain had disappeared, leaving only a bare flat land below. It was bare and flat, as if the entire mountain had been cut in half from the root.

"Who did it?"

Several people were stunned.

Biyue Peak is not an ordinary mountain. It is blessed with the spiritual power of disciples from all generations, and is also protected by the power of ice and frost left by Qin Xueyan when she practices there every day.

Ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators cannot shake the Biyue Peak.

But at this moment, the whole mountain disappeared.

"Could it be that the Demon Control Sect and Chaos Mountain are attacking together?"

Wang Yujiao was horrified, and Chen Wanrou shook her head:
"Neither the leader of the Yumo Sect nor the head of Chaos Mountain has such power."

At this time, a man came flying in front of them. He was covered in blood and almost fell down. Wang Yujiao exclaimed:
“Master!” The person who came was the elder of the Demon Slayer Peak, Feng Tianxun. At this moment, his face was as pale as gold paper and he was about to fall. Wang Yujiao supported him and said with difficulty:
"Luo, Luo Ling'er"

Several people looked at each other, but didn't understand what he meant.

Wang Yujiao took out elixirs and magical herbs and gave them to Feng Tianxun to take. Only then did he feel better and could speak without difficulty.

"Luo Ling'er and a woman named Su Ying'er fought on Tanglian Peak. We are no match for them."

"Senior Sister Luo did it? How is that possible?" Wang Yujiao couldn't believe it.

Feng Pan'er and Xiao Huan were also confused. Chen Wanrou said in a deep voice:

"Isn't Su Ying'er the murderous female devil in Yunyu Town? How could she be with Luo Ling'er?"

At this time, Feng Tianxun saw Yu Caifeng in Feng Paner's arms. He exclaimed, "Caifeng! What happened to her?"

Feng Paner said guiltily: "Senior Sister Yu was seriously injured because she was trying to save me. We want to take her to Tanglian Peak and ask the Sect Master to save her!"

Feng Tianxun grabbed Yu Caifeng's hand and stroked her cheek with great distress, "Caifeng, you saved my daughter."

"Daughter?" Feng Pan'er was startled. The others also looked at Feng Tianxun in surprise. Wang Yujiao said in astonishment:

"Master, are you saying that Pan'er is the daughter of you and Senior Sister?"

Feng Tianxun said to Wang Yujiao apologetically: "Yujiao, I'm sorry for keeping it from you for so long. I am not worthy of being your master."

Xiao Huan screamed, "Oh my god! Pan'er, you, you are the daughter of Uncle Feng and Sister Yu! No wonder Sister Yu risked her own life to save you!"

Feng Pan'er was completely stunned and completely dumbfounded.

"Senior Sister Yu is my mother? Senior Uncle Feng is my father? But, but you are master and disciple!"

Wang Yujiao said: "Then Senior Sister Qin and Fang Yang are still master and disciple. Pan'er, you should be happy that you have found your parents!"

"Pan'er, I'm sorry. Your mother and I are master and disciple. I was worried that you would be looked down upon by others, so I quietly sent you away and will find a chance to let you enter Biyue Peak."

"For so many years, your mother and I have been watching you quietly, hoping that you can live a happy life."

"It's just that your mother is dying now, and I don't want her to not hear you calling her Mommy Pan'er. Your mother really loves you, and she wants to be with you every day. Can you, can you call her?"

Feng Pan'er looked at Feng Tianxun blankly, then at Yu Caifeng in her arms.

Yu Caifeng did not open her eyes, but she did not know when her hand was tightly grasping Feng Paner's wrist.

"me"

Feng Paner opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

At this time, a loud noise was heard from the sky above Tanglian Peak in the distance. Everyone turned their heads and saw a huge white tiger colliding with a petite figure.

There was a huge difference in size between the two sides, but the petite figure seemed to have the upper hand and gradually suppressed the white tiger.

“Not black!”

"Su Ying'er!"

Wang Yujiao and Chen Wanrou recognized Baihu and Su Ying'er, and they looked at each other in horror.

When in Yunyu Town, Su Ying'er and Baihu fought once, but the outcome was unclear.

I didn't expect that today on Tanglian Peak, the man and the tiger would fight again.

"Go help!"

"Pan'er, take care of your parents!"

Wang Yujiao and Chen Wanrou flew towards Baihu and Su Ying'er.

Feng Pan'er hugged Yu Caifeng blankly, not yet recovered from the shock.

Xiao Huan looked anxious, "What about me? What can I do?"

"Junior Sister Feng, Xiaohuan, you are finally back."

Suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared in front of them.

She was wearing a white feather gauze skirt, her black hair was half tied up to her waist, and she wore a jade hairpin on her bun. Her skirt fluttered, and she looked as graceful as a fairy.

But her fair hands were covered in blood, and her originally elegant and gentle smile was filled with weirdness.

"Where's my sister? Why hasn't she come back? Doesn't she want to see me?"

(End of this chapter)