Chapter 379： Return home

Audrey's expression was so dazed for the first time, she didn't do anything to Qin Xuan, just like Qin Xuan, looking up at the night sky, the pieces of darkness seemed to calm the knight commander's heart a little.

After a long time, Qin Xuan turned his head, he pointed a little, and pointed to Audrey's forehead.

boom!

The power of light exploded, and the vastness was like the sea, but under this finger, it turned into invisible like spring snow meeting the scorching sun.

"Given you a thought, I still lack a servant. After I figure it out, I can come to me!" Qin Xuan lightly took back his palm and went away.

This back figure was imprinted in Audrey's pupils, as unfathomable as a god, as if everything was under control.

Audrey clenched her fist slightly, her eyes cold.

"I'm afraid you will be disappointed!"

How can she be the first holy knight of the Holy See, the Knight Commander of the Round Table, willing to become a slave to others?

Audrey stood there, she turned her head, the power of light in her hand was burning fiercely.

She didn't know what the Huaxia Qingdi did to her, there was not the slightest difference in her mind, so she just thought she was pretending to be a ghost, and never cared.

The blazing white inflammation fell and landed on the church, and instantly turned into a raging fire, and the red flames rose into the sky, illuminating the night.

"God, may there be no more sin in the world!"

Audrey clasped her hands tightly, praying, a pious.

...

China, Jinling Airport.

Qin Xuan walked out of the airport, looking at the hurried crowd around, his figure quietly disappeared.

On Longchi Mountain, Mo Qinglian's body was surrounded by auras, and her body was surrounded by extreme cold, as if even the air was frozen.

In the distance, the Mo Ling in the Lingchi swam and breathed.

The dragon soul lay on a big rock and made a faint snoring sound. I am afraid that the world will never find out. There will be such a place in the world like myths and legends.

This place seems to be inhumane, but a real wonderland.

Under this Longchi Mountain, a figure just got off a 57.

He looked like water, he was about twenty-four or five years old, but he was dressed like an ancient brocade, and he was out of step with this world.

"This is the residence of the Emperor Huaxia Qing that Master said?"

The youth frowned, a faint mockery flashed in his eyes.

"It turns out that Huaxia Qingdi is just a man of the world!"

He shook his head slightly, with a trace of contempt, and slowly went up the mountain.

In the teahouse in Jinling, Ning Ziyang frowned while holding a cell phone, listening to the news inside.

"The new year is approaching, what do the Kunlun people do when they go down the mountain?" Ning Ziyang muttered to himself, his face dignified.

Kunlun Mountains, Shennongjia... Since ancient times, China has possessed many treacherous legends. Even if they are in the present world, these legends have not been cut off, but they are covered by the world and gradually fade out of the sight of the world.

Ning Ziyang understands that in some places, some legends have not really been cut off.

It's just that they have long understood that the times are different, and this is no longer the era when they can use swords and weapons, and perform chivalry and justice.

In this era, what kind of knights does the police need?

Ning Ziyang frowned, and was extremely jealous of the words Kunlun.

"Qin Xuan hasn't returned yet. He Yun just arrived at He's house yesterday. I hope the people in Kunlun won't cause any trouble!" Ning Ziyang left for Longchi Mountain with a trace of anxiety.

The young man in Jinyi frowned at the Qianzi Villa.

He stood for a few breaths, only then slightly frowned: "Not there?"

Then, he looked at the top of the mountain.

As early as when he first stepped into Longchi Mountain, he felt that the top of the mountain was different. Although it was secluded, he also had a unique method to inquire about it.

After thinking a little, the young man went up the mountain without hesitation.

Until he walked to the front of the formation, his eyes narrowed and stared at the white mist in front of him, blocking his eyes.

"So here!" The young man smiled, he coughed lightly, clasped his fists, "Kunlun Ji invites the moon, come to see the Qing Emperor, can you see me?"

The sound is not loud, but with a penetrating power, as if through the clouds and mist, straight into the formation.

However, after waiting for a few minutes, Ji Yaoyue did not get the slightest response.

This made his brows move, and he was secretly unhappy, but he never had an episode. After all, he came with a purpose, not trouble.

"Ji Yaoyue, see the Qing Emperor, can you see me!" He said again, his voice a little louder, containing a certain power, and it penetrated the big formation, and the fog was churning.

Inside the formation, the ** breathed out and glanced up at Ji Yaoyue.

It frowned, looking at Mo Qinglian who was immersed in cultivation, hesitated for a moment, and said nothing.

Qin Xuan had instructed it not to be revealed to the world, and he had already remembered it in his heart and did not dare to defy it.

As long as no one is going to break into this big formation, the police will not take care of it.

It opened its mouth to swallow the spirit mist, then spit it out, and continued to lie on its stomach.

This time, Ji Yaoyue's face had a slight chill.

"Is it really not here?"

Ji Yaoyue was extremely upset in her heart, even if he went to visit the Palace Master of Protecting the Country, he had never encountered such a cold reception.

After all, he is from Kunlun, the sacred mountain that has been legendary since ancient times.

"Well, just wait, I don't believe that the shelf of the Huaxia Qingdi is really such a big one." Ji Yaoyue made a wise decision, standing motionless in front of the line, standing tall, like a green pine .

At this moment, under Longchi Mountain, Ning Ziyang also arrived.

He went up to the top of the mountain and saw Ji Yaoyue.

"It turned out to be Yueyue!"

Ning Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not the troublesome guy who came down the mountain.

"Zhen Wu Tianjun!" Ji Yaoyue shook her body and turned her head, a little surprised, "Yueyue went down the mountain without her life. I don't know Tianjun is in Jinling. Please forgive me for being rude!"

His eyes flickered, containing some kind of light, as if he could see through everything.

But soon, Ji Yaoyue's expression was shocked, she retracted her gaze, and lowered her head.

He was shocked. The last time he saw Ning Ziyang, he could still see through the slightest, but this time, when he used his pupil technique, he could only see a purple fire, as if he was not alone in front of him, but a round of purple sun. Brilliance.

Ji Yaoyue understands what this means. He embraces inheritance that transcends the world. For martial arts, few inheritances in the world have a better understanding of the inheritance he is in.

This Zhenwu Tianjun is going to be immortal!

This message shocked Ji Yaoyue's heart to the point that an earth immortal could not despise even if he was a teacher.

There was neither joy nor sadness in Ji Yaoyue's eyes. He knew that this time he went down the mountain, even if he didn't see the Qing Emperor, it would be a worthwhile trip.

Ning Ziyang didn't care about Ji Yaoyue's peeping.

He slowly said: "The Azure Emperor has gone overseas and has not yet returned. If you look for him, I am afraid you will be disappointed!"

After speaking, Ning Ziyang paused for a while and looked up and said, "How about the old god?"

Ji Yaoyue raised her head slightly and said with a respectful smile: "It's okay, Master, who has been in retreat, but Master often mentioned Tianjun, that Tianjun is not there, and the tea is tasteless."

Ning Ziyang shook his head and smiled, "If you have time, go there!"

There was a trace of sorrow in his eyes, Kunlun, an existence that even the top level of China must pay attention to and even fear. The strong there is enough to be worth one-third of the Chinese martial arts world, but it is a pity that Kunlun did not join the world, otherwise how could China be so weak today?

Withdrawing his thoughts, Ning Ziyang was about to speak, but with a frown, he turned to look into the distance.

"He is back?"

Ning Ziyang was shocked, and turned around quickly, without time to pay attention to Ji Yaoyue.

"Who?" Ji Yaoyue asked involuntarily, following Ning Ziyang's gaze and looking at the figure that was even younger than him.

Ning Ziyang's complexion was three-point surprise, three-point dignified, three-point courteous, and he said every word: "China Emperor Qing!"

(End of this chapter)