Looking at the back that appeared in the dream countless times, Cong Xin felt like she was killed by thunder and could no longer look at her.

Zhou Feng looked in confusion in the direction he looked, and saw that among the team of Lingyue disciples in the distance, there was a man and a woman who were too eye-catching. He didn't have to deliberately look for it, and his eyes would be locked on the two of them involuntarily.

As the distance gradually became farther and although the man could only see his side face clearly, his astonishment was almost incompatible with everyone present.

This made Zhou Feng feel familiar.

And the woman, with light green shoulder-length hair, smooth and attractive white and tender skin like cream, delicate angel-like appearance and calves without a trace of fat, even a person like Zhou Feng, who has a bad memory, can suddenly recall it-

"It turned out to be her!!"

Hearing his abnormal screams from Cong Xin, his fellow disciples around him all cast caring eyes: "What's wrong? Brother Cong, Brother Zhou, are you two okay?"

"Ah, it's okay, don't worry, everyone." Zhou Feng felt a stern in his heart, and quickly beat Cong Xin, pulled Cong Xin to the end of the team, and whispered: "Junior Brother Cong, isn't that woman the day..."

"Yes." How could Cong Xin not recognize her?

How many days and nights, how many times I was upset, how many times I couldn't fall asleep, and who was the figure that was entangled in my mind?

He never expected that the girl would appear here—Wangshu Mountain, Lingyue Sect.

The logo of the moon star was so conspicuous. Looking at the Lingyue Taoist wardrobe she was wearing, Cong Xin whispered: "It seems that she has spiritual power, and I don't know how to use the method to get into Lingyue."

"No, Junior Brother Cong."

Zhou Feng frowned, his face full of suspicion: "We all used the Spirit Eye Technique to check that day. Didn't she have no cultivation? Moreover, a first-class sect like Lingyue has a high requirement to become an inner disciple. I think it's the end of Qi Refining, and at least it's the seventh and eighth level. It's only a few months now? How could she have practiced to this level in such a short time?"

"Did you see the people around her?" Cong Xin's eyes pointed to Lu Lingqiu.

"Is that man? Hiss... I think about it." Zhou Feng fell into thinking.

Not long after, he suddenly realized and opened his eyes widened, "It's the guy who ruined my spiritual weapon!"

"Yes. It's this person."

Cong Xin was also extremely angry at him. If it weren't for him, how could he have experienced this many months of disorder in his mood, and how could he lose the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to grow up and become an adult.

But it doesn't matter, opportunities will pass away, but they may also be inadvertently short-lived again.

Seeing the "witch" looking at Lu Lingqiu's little bird-restrained look, Cong Xin's eyes could not hide his jealousy.

"Junior Brother Cong, I want me to tell you that the man is probably a descendant of an elder of the Lingyue Sect. Look at how he looks, he is exactly the type Lingyue likes to receive the most. Besides, he saved this demon that day. With gratitude, it is not impossible for the demon to come with him to join Shushan to join him."

Zhou Feng narrowed his eyes and whispered: "I just don't know his cultivation..."

He still remembered the situation that day.

His spiritual heat gun is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and the gun is covered with fire spirit power. If an ordinary Qi-refining cultivator uses "body protection technique" to prevent it, he may be directly penetrated into the shield and killed him on the spot. However, Lu Lingqiu did not move at that time, and there was no sign of casting spells. His spiritual heat gun would shatter inch by inch?

Even a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage will definitely not be able to do this.

He and Cong Xin looked at each other and saw the look of fear in each other's eyes.

"Senior Brother Zhou, this time, you must help me." Cong Xin gritted her teeth and said:

"As long as the two separate during the trial, we have a chance."

He knew that with Lu Lingqiu's terrifying cultivation, even if he and Zhou Feng jointly attacked, they would only be killed. However, according to the rules of the trial over the years, the tasks of each sect may change. If Lingyue's disciples no longer act together this year, but spread in groups of three or three in the forest...

"Don't worry, Cong Xin. I know the meaning of this woman to you.

This time, even if Senior Brother Qiao is not here, I will definitely help you with my life.

I promised you before that I would tie a girl back for you. Now it's just right, so I don't have to choose. The best one is there.

If it succeeds, you can enjoy this woman alone.

I, Lao Zhou, are not greedy for my brothers to touch true love."

Zhou Feng grinned.

Hearing this, Cong Xin suddenly grabbed Zhou Feng's thick arm.

The touching feeling in my heart is endless.

He was silent for a moment.

"Senior Brother Zhou.

You believe me.

If my Cong Xin can make a fortune one day in the future, it will definitely be true, sure!

I will never forget the care you have always taken for me.

This time, the favor will be returned to the heart!

I swear to God.”

The expression on his face was so serious that it was a little distorted. This sentence was almost squeezed out from his teeth one by one.

Seeing him look so grateful, Zhou Feng sighed in his heart, patted his junior brother on the shoulder, and said, "I believe in you. There will definitely be that day."

The two of them had a certain plan in their minds and were no longer as panicked as before.

At this time, the disciples of the Yutian Sword Sect and the Great Buddha Temple also began to set off one after another. Two groups of people followed the Lingyue Sect and headed to Xingluo Valley together.

Among the Lingyue team in front of them, everyone used the auxiliary spiritual technique - "Wind Rewarding Technique", following Xiao He in an orderly manner forty or fifty steps away, and moving forward quietly.

Mu Qing and Lu Lingqiu were also following behind the team.

Feeling a look behind him, the girl's brow frowned slightly, as if she was a little unhappy.

"What's wrong?" Lu Lingqiu turned around and asked.

"Someone looks at me."

Mu Qing pouted and complained.

"Ah? Isn't there anyone staring at you every day? I think you have been used to it for a long time." Lu Lingqiu was a little surprised.

With Mu Qing's appearance and figure, no matter where he is placed, he will become the focus of the crowd.

After all, when most people see good-looking existences, their first reaction is to take a few more glances. Anyway, it is not illegal to look at them without looking at them. They can still enjoy both body and mind. Isn’t it beautiful?

But the girl shook her head and said, "It's not the lustful gaze of a low-level human...it's the spiritual eye technique."

Her face turned dark and she added: "Also, don't call me like those slutty bitches. I don't enjoy that perverted look at me at all, nor will I get used to it."

"Okay, okay, it's me that I was wrong. My Mu Qing is the best." Lu Lingqiu quickly rubbed her head and took back what he said just now.

Generally speaking, when using spiritual eye technique on others, if the two are of equal strength, they will not be noticed. But Mu Qing's spiritual consciousness actually reached the terrible demon level. When facing the spiritual consciousness of the foundation-building or Qi Refining cultivator, even if he is facing the other party, he can fully detect it.

It is already very rude to watch ordinary people, and they even have to use the spiritual eye technique.

"Sure enough, men don't have a good thing. I really want to dig out their dog eyes." The girl looked extremely cute with hatred.

"Puff, what about me?" Lu Lingqiu asked with a smile.

"?"

Mu Qing turned his head and looked at him in confusion:

"Of course you are not allowed."

"Isn't my body just for you to use alone?"
Chapter completed!