"Of course I want to leave your Qinghu Country safely."

Fang Chen smiled and said, "You were his hostage before, but now you are my hostage."

The little princess wanted to slap herself twice, and she felt extremely regretful in her heart why she was showing off.

Now it has just left the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den again!

"Senior... If you let me go, you can leave Qinghu Country safely."

The little princess thought for a while and said, "My mother loves me the most. If she learns that I fall into your hands and Uncle Tianfeng dies under your sword, she is afraid she will personally lead all kinds of demon kings to encircle and suppress the seniors."

"After all, this is the Qinghu Kingdom. No matter how the seniors hide their whereabouts, it is difficult not to be noticed."

"If the senior is willing to let me go, I may be able to persuade my mother to resolve this misunderstanding with the senior."

Speaking of this, the little princess looked at Fang Chen: "I wonder what senior thinks?"

“Not very good.”

Fang Chen smiled faintly and said, "Anyway, if they find me, I can't leave, and you will be the first to die."

The little princess's expression suddenly changed.

Xia Ji wanted to laugh when she heard this.

With such a few words, I wanted to escape from Fang Da? It was a dream.

Based on his understanding of Fang Chen, he could leave Qinghu Kingdom safely this time.

He became extremely relaxed, rolled his eyes a few times, then he then stood and fell asleep while standing.

The escape during this period of time has caused him to have overdrawn his spirit and physical strength.

"Tell me about the Heavenly Wind Demon King, he knows how to make talismans?"

Fang Chen said lightly.

The little princess was slightly stunned. Why did she suddenly talk about the Tianfeng Demon King? She thought Fang Chen planned to judge the strength of the Qinghu Kingdom through the Tianfeng Demon King.

Thinking of this, the little princess said in a deep voice:

"Uncle Tianfeng is indeed a great master of talismans, and is proficient in several middle-grade yellow talismans, but in the Qinghu Kingdom, Uncle Tianfeng's strength is only among the top five."

"If..."

She wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Fang Chen: "Where is his cave?"

“???”

The little princess was a little confused, and the other party's conversation was jumping too fast.

"I'm not as polite as Xia Ji. If you don't say anything, you will kill you two tails."

Fang Chen smiled.

The little princess only felt a chill behind her, and subconsciously curled up the fox tail, and she said pale:

"Uncle Tianfeng's cave is in the Tianfeng Mountains, eight thousand miles away."

"You come and give me some advice. If you make a little trick, I will kill you first."

Fang Chen chuckled and once again turned into a sword light and soared into the sky.

Although his sword transformation technique is very fast, now with four people, his speed is almost the same as that of the ordinary twelve levels of Qi refining.

A few days later.

The news of the death of the Tianfeng Demon King has spread. Everyone has heard that a mysterious human sword cultivator came to the Qinghu Kingdom and killed the Tianfeng Demon King with one sword.

This made all the demon kings angry, but they were very afraid of the sword cultivators' methods.

After receiving the order from the Qinghu Kingdom Lord, he only sent his men to search for the traces of the sword cultivator and did not dare to act rashly.

They were waiting for the Qinghu Kingdom Lord to arrive in person, and she would lead the search in person.

The Blood Corpse Sect is located in a deserted mountain range, with the only green here limited to moss in some dark and wet places.

Looking around, you can hardly see any plants and trees. This is because this place is a place for corpse refining, with extremely heavy yin energy. Except for spiritual medicine and spiritual herbs, the rest of the things are not easy to survive.

Suddenly, a figure appeared above the Blood Corpse Sect.

The figure was wearing a plain white dress, with white and transparent skin, and her black hair was coiled up like a waterfall, and her moving eyes seemed to be filled with autumn water.

"Who is it! The Blood Corpse Sect is ten miles in a radius, and the sky is forbidden!"

Suddenly, the corpse energy filled, and ten figures broke through the air, staring at the woman with expressionless face.

These ten figures are stiff, their skin is a little shriveled, dark brown, grayish-white, and occasionally black corpse spots appear on the neck.

The woman turned her palm and there was a jade plaque with a nine-tailed fox on it.

After a few breaths, ten monks came hurriedly and saluted respectfully:

"Meet the Lord!"

The ten zombies before also landed on the ground one by one and stood behind everyone.

"I want to see your ancestor."

The woman said lightly.

Everyone was a little surprised, but they did not dare to neglect. The jade tag just now represented the other party as a big figure in the royal family of the Qinghu Kingdom.

The woman was taken into the living room of the Blood Corpse Sect. At about a cup of tea, an old man hurried over and immediately bowed when he saw the woman:

"I've seen fellow Taoist Tu."

The woman nodded slightly: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, where is the blood corpse ancestor?"

The old man surnamed Zhou was slightly stunned, with a embarrassed look on his face: "Fellow Daoist Tu, the ancestor is in seclusion and sacrifices for the copper armored corpse. I am afraid he will not leave the seclusion in a short period of time. If there is anything, I will tell you the same."

Tu Qingqiu frowned slightly, then slowly stretched out and nodded:

"I want your Blood Corpse Sect to help me find someone. You are the best at finding people."

"Look for someone?"

The old man surnamed Zhou showed a smile on his face: "I think it's important. If you are looking for someone, as long as the other party is still in Qinghu's country, there should be no problem."

"It's indeed an important matter. A sword cultivator abducted the little princess of the king and killed the Tianfeng Demon King. I need fellow Daoist Zhou to help find his whereabouts."

Tu Qingqiu Road.

“…”

The old man surnamed Zhou was stunned for a moment: "Sword Cultivator? He kidnapped the little princess and killed fellow Taoist Tianfeng?"

"good."

Tu Qingqiu nodded.

The expression of the old man surnamed Zhou changed repeatedly.

It is hard to provoke the existence of a sword cultivator. When did such a big Buddha come to Qinghu Kingdom?

Reason told him that it would be better not to get involved in this matter, but as the first female official of the royal family of the Qinghu Kingdom, the other party obviously came with the order of the king. If the Blood Corpse Sect did not agree...

I'm afraid there will be many troubles.

"You don't have to worry, just help us find someone. As for the next thing, it has nothing to do with your Blood Corpse Sect."

Tu Qingqiu Road.

"This... I'll ask for instructions from the ancestors, and how about the answer to fellow Taoist Tu?"

The old man surnamed Zhou smiled and said.

"Please."

Tu Qingqiu nodded slightly.

The old man turned around and left.

About half an hour later, the old man returned to the living room and nodded with a serious expression:

"The ancestor has promised to help find someone, but he will not get involved in the battle with this sword cultivator. I hope the king can understand."

“When will you set out?”

Tu Qingqiu asked.

“It’s OK now.”

The old man surnamed Zhou smiled.

A few days later.

Market.

Tu Qingqiu brought the old man surnamed Zhou and more than ten disciples of the Blood Corpse Sect to the gate of Tianbao Pavilion.

"The little princess was kidnapped here, this is her essence and blood."

Tu Qingqiu handed the old man a porcelain bottle.

The old man nodded slightly and gestured with his eyes. More than ten disciples of the Blood Corpse Sect sacrificed their own zombies one after another.

There is the little princess's essence and blood in the porcelain bottle. As long as these zombies are smelled, they can follow the smell and come to the door.

When the nearby demon cultivators and human monks saw this scene, they also knew something in their hearts.

The Blood Corpse Sect took action, which shows that the Qinghu Kingdom Lord is already dealing with the matter.

"Grandpa, who are we looking for?"

A very young disciple of the Blood Corpse Sect asked quietly.

The old man surnamed Zhou sent a message: "A sword cultivator."

Sword cultivator?

The young disciple suddenly remembered the sword cultivator he met in Hanshui Kingdom...
Chapter completed!