My practice narration is weird

There were five people on the flying boat, four women and one man. This should have been a happy journey, but now there was no joy, only joy.

The flying boat shuttled above the clouds at a high speed, and a white streak suddenly appeared in the flawless sky.

To be honest, Ye Wuyou had to admit.

Luo Qinghan's driving skills were very good...

It was just that the atmosphere inside the flying boat was a bit depressing.

No one spoke, and the heavy cabin was separated from the front and back.

Little Stuttering didn't speak, Fang Ning closed his eyes to practice, and Li Su was not stupid. He noticed that the atmosphere seemed too wrong, so he naturally wouldn't speak easily.

Ye Wuyou and Luo Qinghan were silent as soon as they got on the flying boat, and pressure was permeated around them.

This silent atmosphere has lasted for about half a day. The key point is that Ye Wuyou found that there was no music on the flying boat, only silent invisible gravity.

As for why Luo Qinghan was on this flying boat.

Before getting on the flying boat, Ye Wuyou also asked the other party such a question.

Luo Qinghan just smiled indifferently, and glanced at Ye Wuyou with an extremely cold look, then looked away, and stared at the reflection in the rear-view bronze mirror.

In the reflection was Lu Caiwei sitting quietly in the back row.

Ye Wuyou looked back at Lu Caiwei in confusion.

She finally knew why Lu Caiwei looked at him with harmless eyes before.

"She, she, she... has nowhere to go, I want to help her." The stuttering words came.

"Isn't she the saint of the Five Elements Sect?" Ye Wuyou asked in confusion.

"She, she, she..." The little stutterer tilted his head, thought about it and couldn't say anything.

This question was finally answered by Luo Qinghan.

"I have had some arguments with my master, so I am not the so-called Saint of the Five Elements Sect now, so naturally I have nowhere to go."

"And Lu Caiwei and I are friends, best friends since childhood. What's wrong with me looking for my own friends?"

Luo Qinghan did not look at Ye Wuyou, but a playful smile appeared on the corner of his thin mouth.

"Really? Then you can go back to the Luo family, or go somewhere else. Why do you have to wade into this muddy water with us?" Ye Wuyou frowned and looked at Luo Qinghan.

Fang Ning's low voice explained in response to Ye Wuyou.

"Ye Wuyou, Senior Luo said he was willing to help. What Da Yan lacks most now is practitioners of high realms..."

Luo Qinghan responded.

"That's right. I promised this fellow Daoist Fang Ning that I would help Da Yan. Why not?"

A clear voice came, and Luo Qinghan's fingertips lightly touched the flying boat, and the front and rear cabins were separated. As the woman waved her hand, a barrier was set up to isolate the sound.

At the moment of being isolated and shielded, Luo Qinghan, who had always looked calm, suddenly looked extremely cold, looked at Ye Wuyou, and said indifferently.

"Mind your own business, Ye Wuyou, I hate you very much now."

Ye Wuyou looked indifferent, and the previously frowned brows relaxed, and chuckled.

"It doesn't matter if you hate me, after all, there are many people who hate me, but it's enough if someone likes me."

After these words came out, Luo Qinghan's aura was silent for a moment, but suddenly, his eyes burst out with a cold chill, and his voice was cold and piercing.

"Ye Wuyou, you are just a villain who took advantage of the situation. How long have you known her, and I have known her since childhood. If you hadn't deceived her with some dirty and despicable means..."

The voice was interrupted, and Ye Wuyou sat on the flying boat, looking forward with an indifferent expression.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, I am a liar. You are really amazing. You are aloof. You are the saint of the Five Elements Sect and the pride of Daxuan. Then what? Since you like her, have you ever thought about what she experienced there?

You didn't show up when she and I were trapped in the dungeon and were dying. Did you know that she was bullied by Ji Wuye and almost failed in her heart demon tribulation? You don't know, because you are not there at all. You are still the saint who is high above, the pure and inviolable flower on the snowy mountain..."

Ye Wuyou paused slightly, then spread his hands, a playful smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes slowly looked at Luo Qinghan.

"Besides, your current behavior is not deliberately trying to win her sympathy?"

With Lu Caiwei's temperament, if Luo Qinghan talks to her for a few words, indicating that he was forced to leave the sect and didn't know where to go, Lu Caiwei would naturally not refuse him.

After saying these words, Ye Wuyou was ready for a fierce verbal battle with Luo Qinghan.

But unexpectedly, Luo Qinghan did not respond to Ye Wuyou at this moment, but his face seemed to be frozen, his cold pupils shrank slightly, and there was a trace of surprise and disbelief in his eyes.

The voice came a little slowly.

"What did she go through? What you just said, tell me..."

Ye Wuyou turned his head slightly, stroking his chin and looking at Luo Qinghan who was close in front of him. To be honest, it was the first time that Ye Wuyou saw her in such a distracted posture, which was a bit surprising.

It was a bit interesting, it turned out that the other party knew nothing.

Ye Wuyou certainly couldn't get away with it all like this, just sighed and turned his head to look forward, speaking calmly.

"I don't have the obligation to tell you, you'd better... drive the flying boat well, Grand Saint Luo."

Luo Qinghan was silent for a moment, and then stared at Ye Wuyou. To be honest, that cold look made Ye Wuyou feel hairy.

But he still looked forward calmly and ignored it.

After a long time, Luo Qinghan turned around and started the flying boat.

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The energy on the old figure seemed to be boiling, but it erupted with an aura that was more powerful than the ordinary five realms.

Burning blood.

Although his figure is old, his speed is not slow at all. He does not have any weapons in his hands, he just jumps high and suddenly steps down from the air.

The previously flat ground suddenly shattered and cracked every inch of the place where the old man landed. The ground trembled for a moment, as if some kind of pressure was transmitted to the ground along the old man's toes.

Then something broke out from the crumbling soil.

But it was a snake demon with a huge aura, a human head and a snake body. It was obviously the demon king who had mastered the method of transformation.

The huge snake demon let out a hiss, and his eyes had just focused on the white-haired old man in front of him, but the head suddenly exploded, and the smelly blood spread all over the ground. The body hung down weakly and fell to the ground. land.

This scene first shocked the people around them to the point of being speechless, but then a thunderous roar erupted as the snake demon died.

"Master Zhao is mighty!"

"Master Zhao, you are so awesome even though your hair is white!"

"Things without culture are called old and strong, do you understand?"

"Master Zhao, next time you come to Baiyulou, the Nu family will give you a free meal."

Zhao Changhe snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves and wiped his blood-covered face, and waved his hands leisurely. Not long after, several people came from all directions to dispose of the body of the snake demon.

But there were also subtle voices all around, more quiet whispers.

"Why are there demons coming to Tianlan City now? This place is still far from the border, and the defense line in front has not been broken..."

"It was the same last time. Even if the monsters took a detour at all costs, they still wanted to come to Tianlan City..."

"Are you talking about the prison in the sky last year? Yes, there were demons sneaking in at that time. They..."

All these words fell into Zhao Changhe's ears.

The old man didn't care at all, and with a calm expression on his face, he slowly walked back to the prison with his hands behind his back.

The first level of heavenly prison, the second level of heavenly prison...

The third floor, the fifth floor...

On the seventh floor, Zhao Changhe walked into a room, and the calmness on his face had long since disappeared, turning into tension and gloom.

The room is not big and a bit shabby, but for a practitioner, it doesn't matter.

At this moment, there was a person sitting in the room with a leisurely expression. He gently put down the tea cup in his hand and looked at Zhao Changhe who stepped in from the outside.

The young man spoke softly with a smile at the moment.

"Master Zhao, these days I have helped you kill six demon kings from the five realms and fourteen demon kings from the four realms who have sneaked in. I have also provided you with so much information, including today. Do you think I am interesting enough?"

Zhao Changhe was silent for a while and nodded.

The young man smiled softly, then changed the topic and spoke in a very slow and heavy tone.

"Then why haven't you told me how to open the eighth floor now?"