Leng Shiqi stood in front of the long departed Wuxiang palace, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Counting up, since he came out of the blood fog Island, he came to Wuxiang palace three or four times in total. For some time, he almost forgot that he was a disciple of the blood clothes Pavilion.

The two killers in black at the gate of Wuxiang palace didn't recognize Leng seventeen, but they recognized his mask and his silver blood robe. They knelt down and said, "meet Lord Leng."

"Is the master there?" Leng Shiqi asked.

"My Lord is not in the palace."

be not in?

Leng Shiqi frowned slightly, "do you know where the master has gone?"

Both shook their heads.

Leng Shiqi suddenly felt a little troublesome. Wuxiang was his direct superior in the blood seed plan. If Wuxiang was absent, who should he go to?

I'm afraid there are only the five Tianyuan strongmen in Xueyi Pavilion, so the most he should look for should be the pavilion leader hate Dao.

But as far as he knew, hate Dao was a Madman of cultivation. He was probably in retreat. He asked, "did you shut up?"

"The Lord of the cabinet is indeed closing down. Now the door is dominated by the vice Lord of the cabinet."

"I see."

Cold seventeen then took Jiuli into the Wuxiang palace and prepared to let her stay here for a while, but he ran into a woman before he walked long.

It's Leng seventeen's elder martial sister, Su Luan.

I remember Su Luan brought him into the school at the beginning, but they haven't seen each other since then.

In the past few years, Su Luan's cultivation was in the late stage of Lingqiao state, and the cultivation speed was amazing enough. Or as a disciple without appearance, it should be.

Su Luan didn't expect to meet Leng 17. She almost forgot to have such a younger martial brother in her memory.

"Senior sister Su Luan, long time no see." Leng Shiqi said a symbolic greeting.

Who would have thought that Su Luan's eyes were staring at Jiuli behind Leng seventeen!

Although Jiuli wore a black robe, he could see that he was a woman at once.

"Who is she? Nobody is allowed to go in and out of the Wuxiang Palace at will." Su Luan asked coldly.

Leng seventeen suddenly excited himself. Who dares to talk to Jiuli like this? He was really afraid that Jiuli would slap Su Luan to death.

He glanced at Jiuli behind him and found that Jiuli was unmoved, as if he hadn't heard.

Leng seventeen hurriedly said, "my men are running errands."

Su Luan didn't ask, but said, "you practice very fast. You deserve to be regarded by the master."

When they first met, Leng seventeen was only in the middle of the spiritual realm, which was too different from Su Luan. At the moment, their cultivation is one or two small states away. It can be seen that Leng seventeen really has a posture of catching up from behind.

However, Leng seventeen didn't hear any meaning of jealousy or fear from Su Luan's tone. He arched his hand and said, "elder martial sister, I'm flattered."

"If you want to find the master, it's not the right time. He hasn't come back since he went to Xihuang county some time ago."

"Haven't come back yet?" Leng seventeen thought.

He knew that Wuxiang went to Xihuang county to send a group of killers, but it has been a few months now. It is reasonable to say that he should have come back long ago.

However, the existence of the level of Wuxiang was not something cold seventeen could guess, and he didn't think about it.

"Thank you for telling me, elder martial sister."

Su Luan didn't care. He waved his hand and left directly.

Leng Shiqi touched his chin and thought that elder martial sister Su Luan was still so crisp.

Then he and Jiuli came to his small yard, where people have been taking care of it for many years, but two more people have taken care of it.

Leng Shiqi settled Jiuli here and was ready to find the Deputy Pavilion leader. Before he left, he said painstakingly: "senior Jiuli, I'll see the Deputy Pavilion leader Mo Shuang ghost later. He is a strong person in Tianyuan territory. Maybe he can feel the existence of the senior..."

But before he finished, he was interrupted by Jiuli, "I see. I'm not afraid I'll run around and won't cause you trouble."

Leng seventeen was silent and turned away, but he was still a little worried, so he directly showed Youquan ghost steps to the direction of the blood killing hall.

At the door of the blood killing hall, Leng seventeen handed over the silver grain blood killing order and explained his intention. Soon after, he was introduced into the blood killing hall.

The blood killing hall was very empty at this time. Leng seventeen could clearly hear his footsteps when he walked inside. He looked at the high seat at the back, but there was no one there.

"Da Da..."

At this time, two footsteps came. Leng seventeen turned his head and saw two acquaintances!

One of them is ferocious hell. The last time they met was when they had a gambling fight with the Six Harmonies spirit realm. Now ferocious hell's cultivation is also a spiritual state.

But his aura of spiritual power is not very stable. It seems that he broke through in recent days.

In fact, ferocious's cultivation talent is worse than that of Gu San and Yushu. He can follow Gu San's footsteps and step into the spiritual state. I'm afraid he didn't suffer less.

Ferocious hell is always silent. He can say one word less and will never say another word. He nodded when he saw Leng seventeen. It was a greeting.

Leng Shiqi also responded. Since the evil spirit has also broken through the spiritual state, he should also participate in the blood seed plan next, but he doesn't know that the blood clothes Pavilion will insert him into that force.

As for another person who appeared here, it was beyond Leng seventeen's expectation. That person was bingshang!

For bingshang, Leng seventeen hasn't seen him since the collapse of the magic realm. What has he experienced since then? Why is he in the blood killing hall now?

Bingshang's temperament is not much better than that of ferocity. He said simply, "it seems that there is no need to fight between you and me."

Now bingshang's cultivation achievements are all in the later stage of the spirit vessel realm. His cultivation speed is very fast, but it is still much different from Leng 17-1.

It can also be said that there is no need for them to compete.

"Elder martial brother, I'm ashamed of my control over the cold. If I have time, I'd better ask elder martial brother for advice." Leng 17 also said politely.

Bing Shang shook his head and said, "elder martial brother, you don't deserve it. You'd better call me younger martial brother."

Star meteorite continent, strength is respected.

This concept has always been deeply rooted in the hearts of every spiritual practitioner. In the past, the cultivation of bingshang was higher than Leng Shiqi. It is natural to call his senior brother.

But now the cultivation of both sides is reversed, and the title should be changed.

The evil ghost said a few words, "this is my younger martial brother."

Leng Shiqi suddenly felt something was wrong. He and Bing Shang were both disciples of the blood clothes Pavilion. They were commensurate with each other as martial brothers, but they were not disciples of the same master.

Can you hear the meaning in the words of ferocity? It seems that bingshang is really ferocity's younger martial brother?

This means that bingshang has been received by the ink frost ghost!

"Yes, bingshang is the disciple accepted by our pavilion recently." at this time, a voice like cold frost suddenly came.

Leng seventeen looked up and saw that a man had appeared on the high seat of the blood killing hall!

Deputy leader of bloody Pavilion, Mo Shuang ghost man!