"No, I heard that the little uncle returned to the sect alone, and he came to our Shengfa Peak as soon as he came back." The disciple replied.

"What are you talking about, she just returned to the sect, where did she go?" Qiu Qianjian asked subconsciously.

"I heard it's Fengming Collection." The disciple didn't care, and replied casually.

"Ah!" Chang Wanfa and Qiuqianjian staggered at the same time, and the heart that was originally full of joy became cold.

Luo Enen went to Fengmingji, so what good could happen? The Holy Spirit Stones that I managed to get together with all my old face, won't be completely defeated by her again, right? The two elders shivered at the same time, and an ominous premonition floated in their hearts again.

"When did she go to Fengmingji, why didn't you report to us earlier?" With despair, Qiu Qianjian shouted angrily.

As the saying goes, one learns one's wisdom. With the lessons learned from last time, the two of them took strict precautions against Lonen. As soon as they came back, they sent their trusted disciples to watch Qingxi Valley secretly, and ordered that as long as she stepped out of Qingxi, When the valley was a little bit late, he immediately reported to them, but Luo Enen went to Fengming for a circle and returned to Nanlizong before they received the news.

"I don't know either. I just heard that I went there three days ago. Besides, the two elders didn't let me report to you." The disciple mumbled and explained.

Chang Qiu and the two looked at each other again, it's no wonder they didn't receive any news. According to this, it's not like they just left, and Luo Enen went to Fengmingji, even before they ordered their trusted disciples to keep an eye on them. It is strange to receive the news.

This Luo Enen, who usually spends his time idling and waiting to die, how can he be so active when it comes to prodigal - he is simply a born prodigal!

"Forget it, you can't blame him for this matter. He doesn't know anything in the first place, so don't get angry at him." Chang Wanfa waved his hand and said to the disciple, "Go down first."

This disciple is not a confidant of the two of them, he doesn't know anything, and he can't vent his anger on him.

"Elder Chang, what should we do now, what should we do?" As soon as the disciple left, Qiu Qianjian stood up again, circling back and forth like an ant on a hot pot.

"Don't be in a hurry, let her come in first." Chang Wanfa has always maintained a dignified manner in front of the swing sword, which shows his extraordinary demeanor, this time also No exception, but when he was talking, he kept rubbing his hands, and his uneasy mood was no stronger than the swing sword.

"That's the only way to go." Qiu Qianjian sat down slumped.

...

At the same time, in Qingxi Valley, in the closed door, Gu Fenghua was still making fingerprints over and over again.

On the simple and unadorned furnace body of the Yaomu cauldron, thousands of brand-new runes shone with golden light, faintly forming a mysterious and complex rune array, which seemed to have a bit more mysterious aura.

But Gu Fenghua's face became paler and paler, and the speed of making handprints became slower and slower, as if every time she made a handprint, she had to use all her strength and all her mind.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound full of anger and killing intentions in the furnace, Gu Fenghua's whole body shook violently, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his hands that were making fingerprints also stopped at the same time.

"Fenghua!" In the alchemy furnace, Gui Yezi exclaimed worriedly.

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