My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

The leading middle-aged man raised the flaming orange torch in his hand, and asked Ling Xiaodong sharply.

Burning grease was continuously dripping from the torch, and when it fell to the ground, it was broken into several jumping sparks. The bright flame illuminated the faces of Ling Xiaodong and his party.

"Aunt Zhao, see if your daughter is in there?"

The man turned his head and asked, and immediately squeezed out a middle-aged woman with an anxious face from the crowd.

She stared at several people, shook her head again, and said anxiously:

"Neither! Ling'er is not here!"

The man holding the torch looked at Ling Xiaodong suspiciously, and finally waved to the people behind him.

"Go! Let's look elsewhere."

A group of people came and went in a hurry. The crowd that originally surrounded them dispersed and started running in the streets and alleys again.

Some of them shouted from time to time: "Linger! Linger!"

Seeing them walking away gradually, Zheng Si'er let go of the hand that was on the handle of the knife, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Ling Xiaodong on the side looked solemn, standing there watching the group of people walk away slowly.

"We came late, someone has already been abducted, and Hei Wuchang has gone to another place."

He turned his head to look at Yue Yingying behind him, and asked, "Master, can we count it one more time?"

Yue Yingying nodded slightly, and stretched out a white palm from her cuff.

"Is there anything related to that person?"

"some!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Qinghe immediately asked Grandma Mo to take out a somewhat tattered black suit, with several open holes and blood stains that had solidified long ago.

Ling Xiaodong took the robe and handed the four copper coins to the master along with it.

Yue Yingying did the same, and the four copper coins floated corresponding to the four directions again. With the casting of the spell, the south, west, and north three copper coins exploded in turn, leaving only one copper coin that only wanted the east.

"That person is now in the east!"

Everyone looked towards the east in unison. The place where they were standing was already the edge of Heshui City, and further east was a rolling hills and mountains.

Heshui was built along mountains and rivers, with Heshui as the moat and hills as the backing, so it became a city that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

It is normal for Hei Wuchang to hide his hiding place in the mountains and forests in order to deceive others, and it is also convenient for him to go down the mountain and kidnap people at any time.

Ling Xiaodong knew that he was not far away from finding Hei Wuchang, so the group seized the time and headed straight into the dense jungle.

However, there are many dense forests in the hills, and there are overgrown bushes. It can be seen that no one will run into the mountains and forests on weekdays.

There is not even a road that can be walked here, and the group of people are like headless chickens randomly looking for traces of Hei Wuchang in the jungle.

Everyone immediately turned their eyes to Yue Yingying for help.

What Mu Qinghe took out this time was a transparent glazed signboard, which was not only colorless and transparent, but also faintly glowing with multicolored rays, with three big characters engraved on it - Right Protector.

"This is the last thing related to that black impermanence."

Yue Yingying didn't talk nonsense, grabbed the glass sign, and four more copper coins flew up.

She pinched the Dharma seal on her chest, and the copper coins surrounded the glazed sign in the middle, flickering on and off, trembling slightly in mid-air, as if resonating with the divine way in the dark.

But this time, after a long time, no copper coins exploded, only Yue Yingying's black eyebrows were furrowed deeper and deeper.

Bang!

"Wow!"

Four copper coins exploded at the same time. Yue Yingying's face turned pale, she covered her chest and took a step back.

"master!"

Ling Xiaodong shouted anxiously, and immediately went forward to embrace Yue Yingying's slender waist, and supported her shoulders to stand firm.

"What's wrong?" he asked concerned.

Yue Yingying's chest heaved for a while, until some blood color returned to her pale face.

She pushed Ling Xiaodong's chest away, stood unsteadily, and shook her head slightly at Mu Qinghe.

"I can't figure it out. There is something in this mountain that hides the secret of heaven. I wanted to forcefully break through the blockade and figure it out, but it was counterattacked by the way of heaven."

She took a deep look into the depths of the dense forest, and it was rare for the usually cynical and stunning fairy to show the seriousness of facing an enemy.

"There is something terrible in this forest, and the character seems to be the Nine Palaces... No!"

Halfway through her speech, she shook her head again, denying her previous words.

"Maybe still above the Nine Palaces!"

"Above the Nine Palaces!" Mu Qinghe covered her mouth and said in shock, "What is that? Immortals from ten directions?"

No wonder the leader couldn't figure out the trace of Hei Wuchang, so there was such a thing to cover up the secret for him!

Yue Yingying frowned and said, "I don't know what it is, but it's better to be careful."

Zheng Si'er said anxiously: "But now that the clues are broken, how can we find Heiwuchang here?"

She blankly looked at the identical forests around her. She was originally a road-crazy person. If she were left alone in a forest, she would probably spend her whole life wandering around without being able to get out.

Ling Xiaodong lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head and looked around the dense forest around him.

"We search separately, after all, the efficiency is higher than it is now."

Mu Qinghe nodded decisively without talking nonsense.

"it is good!"

Ling Xiaodong looked at Zheng Si'er, and ordered: "Brother Que, you are with Miss Mu and the others, and I am with Master."

"Why!" Zheng Si'er asked puzzled.

"Master Yukong can barely take one person, but we can't take more people with us in the sky."

"But... you are unarmed, Taoist priests are already weak, what will you do if you really encounter that black impermanence?"

"It doesn't matter, we have a way to deal with it."

Zheng Si'er opened her mouth, wanting to say something more, but seeing Ling Xiaodong's confident appearance, she shut up again.

That's right, after all, Taoist Master Mingyue is an expert in the upper three realms, even Luojiao Youbao, who is in the seven-star realm, can easily deal with the Grand Master, let alone Yue Yingying, who is in the Eight Diagrams realm.

"Then be careful."

She was still a little worried, after all, neither of them had martial arts close to them, and if they were attacked at close quarters, they would be in danger if they didn't have time to cast spells.

"Brother Que is also careful, that person is the second best in the world, follow the left protector closely and don't get lost!"

Chapter 44 What is the relationship between you two?

After exhorting each other, the two groups began to move separately.

Although Zheng Si'er was somewhat reluctant, she still followed Mu Qinghe into the depths of the forest.

She walked in the front to open the way, slashing left and right with the long knife in her hand, splitting the thorns and bushes blocking the way, while Mu Qinghe and Grandma Mo guarded the surroundings from the rear to prevent Hei Wuchang from ambush in the dark and sneak attack.

Although Grandma Mo, who was following behind with the amulets attached to her legs, was able to travel quickly, but after all, she was nearly two hundred old and a frail monk. Zheng Si'er still had to take care of the old man, so she didn't leave too fast.

"What kind of ragged clothes are you fluffy? The skirt is so long and the ribbons are fluttering. Is it really troublesome?"

Zheng Si'er was wearing Mu Qinghe's light silk white dress, and when she swung her arms and chopped, she was often caught by the surrounding branches and spikes, which annoyed her so much that she couldn't help turning her head and complaining to Mu Qinghe.

Mu Qinghe was scanning the depths of the dark jungle attentively. There was an eye-opening talisman on her head that could enable night vision, but the dense branches and leaves still blocked a lot of vision.

She heard Zheng Si'er's complaint, frowned and replied:

"Why do you have so many things? I heard that General Wenren acted vigorously and vigorously. Whether it is military art or martial arts, he is as quick as a prairie fire. Why are you such a mother-in-law?"

Zheng Si'er snorted softly, feeling upset.

While chopping the branches and leaves blocking the way ahead, she choked back:

"Then I also heard that the leader of Luojiao is a merciful Holy Mother. I didn't expect the Holy Lady under her hand to be so shameless. She is a female hooligan who kissed my brother forcibly!"

"Who do you call a female hooligan!"

"Then whose mother-in-law are you talking about?"

The two stunning beauties who looked exactly the same turned towards each other at the same time, glaring at each other, and the air was filled with burning anger.

"His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness, finding that black impermanence is the most important thing now!"

Seeing that the two of them were about to make a big move, Grandma Mo hurriedly stood in the middle and tried to persuade them.

One of these two people is his own saint, and the other is another Bingdi Bailian whom he is trying to win over to join the religion. Now he is still the eldest son of the Northern King, and it is not good to offend either party.

"Hmph! I'm too lazy to argue with you!"

"Hmph! I'm too lazy to argue with you!"

The two of them said the same words angrily, and turned away from looking at each other angrily.

Seeing that the two of them stopped arguing, Grandma Mo secretly heaved a sigh of relief and cursed in her heart:

Ling Xiaoyou really caused a lot of trouble for the old man, insisting on bringing this pair of enemies together.

However, she also knows that misfortunes depend on blessings, and blessings depend on misfortunes. Such an arrangement will allow the two sisters to get acquainted with each other, and at least don't let the prince have too much prejudice against Luo Jiao, so it will be convenient to persuade her in the future Back into the arms of the lifeless old mother.

The three of them drove for a while with their heads down, and Zheng Si'er was a little tired from slashing all the way.

Although the long saber in her hand was made by a good craftsman, it was not a famous saber that could cut hair and hair, so she put her mind on the lotus sword in Mu Qinghe's hand that cut iron like mud.

"Hey, lend me the sword in your hand."

Mu Qinghe quietly moved the long sword at her waist behind her, and asked vigilantly:

"What do you want to do?"

"Open the way, my knife is a bit blunt."

Zheng Sirer spoke concisely and concisely, and she didn't know if it was because she was called mother-in-law before.

"No."

Mu Qinghe rejected Zheng Sier's request without even thinking about it.

"why!"

"This Immeasurable Lotus Tribulation Sword is the sacred weapon of my Luo Sect! It is usually the sword of the leader of the sect, and I have been begging for a long time before I can bring it out!"

Mu Qinghe frowned and said, "You want to use it to cut down trees to open the way? There are no doors!"

"Cut! Be stingy!"

Zheng Si'er curled her lips, "No matter how good something is, it's for people to use, so what's the point of offering it?"

"No, no, no!"

The atmosphere between the two became bad again, and Grandma Mo looked anxious.

If it continues like this, let alone let the son improve his prejudice against Luo Jiao, it is good to be fought with the saint.

The same is true of Her Majesty the Holy Maiden, she is usually gentle and cautious, her emotions and anger are invisible, and she can resolve offenses like a spring breeze, why is she so confronting this prince today?

Could this be the habit of the Bingdi lotus, a godsend?

Mutual repulsion, like yin and yang?

She couldn't figure it out, so she could only silently follow behind the two, searching the surroundings with her spiritual sense.

"Hey."

After walking for a while, Zheng Si'er called Mu Qinghe again.

Mu Qinghe acted as if she didn't hear anything, she still looked around and didn't look at Zheng Si'er in front of her.

Zheng Si'er saw that the demon girl of the cult ignored her, she frowned slightly, raised her voice and shouted again;

"Hey!"

But Mu Qinghe still didn't seem to hear it, and walked forward on her own.