My sister took me to Xiuxian

Qing Fei: “!!!”

The two sisters looked at him in disbelief. What are you talking about?

Everyone can see that the girl meant well and didn't want them to be in danger, so why did you start scolding them right away?

Not so!

"..."

The Holy Maiden Jingling herself was a little confused, and her head was buzzing.

Selfish?

Why am I being selfish again?

Last time I didn’t let you treat me, you called me selfish. This time I don’t let you take risks, and you want to call me selfish again?

You are deliberately going against me, right?

"Mr. Qiu Yi, please tell me, how has Miyin been selfish?" This time, Her Highness the Saint was no longer weak. She gritted her teeth, held her head high and chest high, and gathered her strength to determine who was right and who was wrong with him.

However, as soon as the girl stood up, the young man held her shoulders with both hands and forcefully pushed her slender body back down.

Qiu Yi had not forgotten Yin Lan's instructions. Without giving the woman a chance to speak, he sternly scolded her, "Saint Maiden Miyin, you didn't tell us. Does this mean you have a way to deal with those powerful men who have turned into puppets?"

"Puppet...puppet?" When hearing these two words, Miyin's spirit instantly dropped and he felt a little confused.

The young man continued, "You don't even know this, so what are you going to do next? Are you going to go back and ask the elders of your Jingling Academy to come and die?"

"I... I didn't..." Her Highness the Saint's momentum obviously weakened.

"So do you have a plan in mind?"

"I……"

"Neither this nor that, what do you think you are doing?"

Qiu Yi's face was frighteningly cold, his eyes were grim, and his aura was unprecedentedly oppressive: "Do you think you can handle that kind of danger by yourself? Or you, a saint, knowing that it is dangerous, still want to leave it alone? You say you are not selfish, who is selfish! "

After the experience of contacting her once, he had some understanding of Miyin. This girl is gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, thoughtful, extremely persistent, the type who will only respond to tough situations and not soft words.

If you try to persuade her in a nice way, she will at most just respond with a smile on her face. She must have her own ideas in her mind, and she may not listen to you even if others are doing it for her own good.

Therefore, when facing this kind of woman, you have to use a tough attitude to hit her, make her deeply aware that she is wrong, and fall into self-contradiction and entanglement. Only in this way can you communicate well.

Weaken their momentum, hit their weaknesses, and then defeat them...

"Senior Sister, are you sure you are keeping a lover and not being kept by him? The level of the young master is not something that can be achieved casually!" Qing Fei felt her scalp tingling as she watched the young man confuse the girl with his combo.

It was like a harmless little white rabbit had its true identity exposed and instantly turned into a big bad wolf.

"Why are you still jumping into the fish pond? I see you wagging your tail and begging for mercy, you look very happy." Ling Qinghan looked at her sideways.

"hey-hey……"

"Then...then what do you think I should do?"

Finally, Saint Miss Miyin couldn't hold it back any longer. Her pretty face and eyes turned red. She seemed to have given up on herself and blurted out everything.

"Although it looks like an ordinary small village, the strong men from various holy places, such as Jiuji Xuan Palace, Diqian Holy Land, Tianya Haige, and even my predecessors from Jingling Academy, have entered it. They are all well-known big figures in Huangji Continent with extraordinary strength, but they disappeared without a trace without causing any waves. The only few who came out had changed their temperaments and pointed their swords at us. What do you think I can do?"

Qiu Yi: “???”

What, a small village?

Wait, that little village isn’t my home, is it?

Shit, my blood pressure suddenly went up!

Hey guys, did I offend you?

It's fine that you young ones spread my name to make me look like a devil, but the old ones even formed a group to rob my house?

Chapter 27: Go and apologize to your mother!

Qiu Yi didn't know how to describe his feelings at the moment.

I was just trying to eat a melon, but in the end I found myself eating it. This is so fucking stupid!

Previously, there was a counterfeit who was wanted by everyone and his name became a bad name. He could barely endure it, but who could have imagined that while this group of people were chasing the counterfeit and using the counterfeit for various publicity, his own home was surrounded, and a big boss went to deliver it. What kind of thing was this?

"Brother Ye...Mr. Qiu...you now understand how serious the problem is, so don't try to be brave."

The boy's expression suddenly became dull, which made the Pure Spirit Saint Miyin feel relieved. She thought that the other party should understand the purpose of her actions. That small village was definitely not a place they could reach now.

However, Qiu Yi shook his head at this moment and said calmly: "Your Highness, Saint, do you know where that small village is?"

"Hmm? Qiu Yi, didn't you hear what I just said?" Mi Yin's eyebrows were raised, and a few traces of anger appeared on her fair face. She said angrily: "What do you want to do? I didn't make it clear? The strong men from the several major holy places in Huangji Continent are mainly in the sixth and seventh realms. They entered that small mountain village and didn't even make a splash. You still want to go there to die?"

Qing Fei was also surprised. She didn't expect Qiu Yi to take the initiative to make such a request. Was he planning to go over and take a look?

"Senior sister, you are a saint. Facing this situation, how confident are you?" The woman secretly transmitted a message to the senior sister beside her.

Ling Qinghan didn't answer, but her delicate face was a little hesitant because of the boy's reaction. She didn't think Xiao Yi would use this method to gain the favor of other girls. If he dared to ignore her in order to please other women, she would definitely beat this guy's head to pieces.

In this case, there is only one possibility left.

"Your Highness, what do you mean by sending me to die? The small village you mentioned is most likely my home. I am just going home, how can that be considered sending me to die? Besides..."

Qiu Yi lowered his head and stared at her clear and beautiful eyes without blinking, and said calmly: "Saint Miyin, can I ask you one more thing, why do the strong men from Huangji Continent come to my house when they have nothing to do?"

"Eh?" The Holy Maiden Jingling was stunned and was unable to react for a moment.

Qing Fei and Ling Qinghan's expressions were not much better either. Even though the Saint Lord had expected this, they were still caught off guard after confirming it.

The hometown of Qiu Yi's previous life, Emperor Yi, has already been reached by a strong man from Huangji Continent?

The owner did not return home, but was broken into by an outsider.

This is intolerable!

"Your Highness, please tell us the location of that mountain village. We need to hurry over there. If the strong men from your Royal Continent take away any treasures, do you know how bad things will be?"

Qing Fei was almost impatient. Emperor Yi in his previous life was so powerful that his hometown was of great significance from every perspective. Even if there was no inheritance, it was still very important. Now a group of cultivators had been in there for who knows how long. Don't let them ruin everything.

The corners of Ling Qinghan's rosy lips stiffened slightly. She wondered if her junior sister had been under a great shock recently and her ideas and concepts had changed again and again.

You are not offering yourself for bed, you are trying to curry favor with someone, you are just trying to be a bootlicker, you are starting to become brainless.

As the saying goes, it is the eunuchs who are anxious when the emperor is not anxious. Look at Qiu Yi, he is calm and not in a hurry. Why should you be anxious?

That is Di Yi's hometown. With the powerful man from Jiuji Xuan Palace as a role model, it is bound to be full of crises. Why are you so attentive? Could it be that the remaining soul of Xiao Yi's mother is still alive, waiting for you to go over and show filial piety?

"This……"

Even Miyin, who had come to her senses, was still stunned. That small village was Qiu Yi's home?

Immediately, she forced herself to be shocked and asked seriously, "Mr. Qiu, are you trying to fool Mi Yin? This kind of thing is not a joke and cannot be taken lightly."

"..." Facing the woman's doubts, Qiu Yi directly threw out the method of provoking: "I should be the one saying this. Saint Miyin, are you deliberately saying this to confuse me and divert my attention so as to buy time for the elders and masters of your holy land to go to my house to plunder?"

"Please be careful with your words, sir!"

The Saint Lady, who had never been provoked by such words, stood up immediately, her body trembling, her pretty face flushed, and she was furious: "How can you slander Mi Yin, young master? Mi Yin has never had such a despicable and shameless mind. I will take you there now."

As soon as the detailed coordinates were reported, Her Highness the Saint reacted instantly. She seemed to have been fooled by Qiu Yi, and she was foolish enough to tell him everything.

"Why does Her Highness the Saint have such a murderous look on her face?" Qiu Yi asked in surprise afterwards.

"You lied to me!" The woman gritted her teeth, furious.

The young man looked innocent: "Really? Saint, are you worrying too much? I have always admired and respected Her Highness. In my heart, you are like a banished fairy, holy and noble, who can be admired from afar but not desecrated. How could I lie to you?"

Ling Qinghan turned her head away. She was so upset that she couldn't bear to watch or listen any longer. She had always known how shameless Xiao Yi was, but this skill of telling lies with open eyes was completely at the level of perfection.

The two women next to her are still silent, but didn’t they see that the fair and tender face of the saint has turned a little blue?

"fraud!"

Finally, Saint Miyin bit her red lips and uttered these two words.

This is truly a treatment never before experienced.

From childhood to adulthood, she was gifted with extraordinary talents. Not long after she started practicing, she became a candidate for the saint. Later, she became the saint as a matter of course. Everything was going so smoothly. The fellow sisters and seniors around her, as well as the master and elders, mostly flattered and complimented her. However, since she met Qiu Yi, it seemed that her style suddenly changed 180 degrees and she started to become abstract.

It's really abstract.

First he pretended to be someone else to deceive her, and now he is trying to provoke her into talking.

Now that he dares to lie to her so perfunctorily, she dare not even think about what kind of lie he will do in the future.

Qiu Yi touched his chin. These two words really had a special lethality. He had been in the world of immortal cultivation for several years. Along the way, some people called him a devil, and Lord Ling even teased him by calling him a pervert. But the word "liar" sounded a bit degrading.

"Hehe, Your Highness the Saint, please be polite to your savior. Whether he is a liar or not is another matter, but at least you should put the grace of saving your life first! And I have saved you more than once." Qiu Yi said unhappily.

"Liar!" The slender legs moved lightly in two steps, but Miyin's attitude remained unchanged.

"Saint Miyin, if you continue to slander me like this, I will not be polite. The key to your treasure house is still in my hand. Believe it or not, I want you by name."

"Big liar!" The girl looked disdainful. He had threatened her with this excuse last time, but she didn't believe it this time.

Qiu Yi: “…”

With this temper, even if you marry into the family, you can only be a concubine or something.

……

Instead of provoking Her Highness the Saint who would explode at the slightest touch, Qiu Yi directly notified the Holy Lord to strengthen the defensive measures of the Phoenix Sedan.

He had just compared it. The address coordinates given to him by Miyin were almost the same as the direction calculated by Tianji Valley, which meant that the direction he was going was correct.

There really were some unexpected changes happening in my hometown.

but……

There were still some inexplicable doubts in his heart.

"Why did Di Yi's hometown appear at this time? If it has always been there, it is impossible that no one has discovered it after more than a million years?" Ling Qinghan shook her soft hair, leaned against him, and revealed the young man's thoughts in one sentence.

"Well, that's what I'm curious about. Although I learned about this news half a year ago, according to Miyin's explanation, it's clear that the experts in Huangjizhou haven't discovered it for long."

The boy nodded in agreement. This was totally unreasonable! Could it be that the place suddenly appeared recently?

It is similar to a magical hidden secret realm. Otherwise, with the attitude of the past three immortals who wanted to turn the world upside down, how could they not discover this place?

"In addition, you are also curious about why your hometown, which is obviously your own, was discovered by others and they can enter directly. Is there some unknown trick in this?" The Holy Lord directly put himself in the boy's shoes.

"Well, Qinghan, you really understand me. Are you also looking forward to going home with me?" Qiu Yi said with a smile.

"Go away, don't get in my way!"

The Holy Lord spat and turned his head away, ignoring him.

……

Saint Maiden Miyin breathed a sigh of relief because she found that after Qiu Yi and the others learned the location of the small mountain village, they did not rush over rashly immediately, but hid their bodies, took a detour, and changed their routes many times, approaching the location of the mountain village little by little, for fear of being followed or stepping into a trap by accident.

But looking at the posture, does it look like you are going home at all? Are you sure you are not secretly preparing to dig a grave?

Miyin walked over to the side of the glazed window, stood beside him prettily, and looked out the window with him.

The newly changed moon-white palace dress wrapped around her white and crystal body perfectly. Her hair was soft and shiny, like condensed starlight, with a sense of quiet beauty.

She just stared at the vast land outside that remained almost unchanged for a moment, then suddenly rubbed her white teeth and questioned aloud: "Big liar, you are so cautious even when you return home?"

Glancing at the saint in surprise, Qiu Yi said casually, "Yes, after all, I haven't been back for more than a million years. Who knows what my home has become like? I don't remember anything about the people and things. Isn't it normal to feel extremely uneasy?"

"boast."

Miyin rolled her eyes and said, "One million years? You really have the nerve to say that. Do you think I'm a three-year-old? How many years has the history of the Hunyuan Realm lasted? Stop lying, okay?"

"Okay, okay, I lied to you again, is this okay?"

"You have no sincerity at all, and you are too perfunctory." Her Highness the Saint wrinkled her nose and muttered a few words, then said: "Tell me the truth, what do you want to do there? It's really dangerous there."

"..."

This sentence stumped Qiu Yi. What was he going to do in that small mountain village?

Did he really want to go home? What the hell, in his heart, his hometown has always been Earth. He has lived on Earth for more than ten years, and it has only been a short time since he came to the world of immortal cultivation!

Do you want to take over the past property? There is no such requirement. He has a lot of good things. At most, the monitor and Qinghan can make up for it. Even the skills are not important.

After thinking for a long time, the young man leaned against the windowsill and said quietly: "Maybe he wants to find an excuse to convince himself, or find some evidence to answer the doubts in his heart."

"Hypocritical." Miyin pursed her lips. This excuse was too fake.

Qiu Yi: (ー_ー)!!