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"Have any of you seen this person before?" With a swoosh, the green-clad woman neatly opened a painting.

Yan Qingyang's eyes lit up. This person's face was cold and exceptionally beautiful, but there was a heroic air around him. It was indeed Spiritual Master Yu Ping.

There were some ordinary people on the street who froze and knelt down when they saw a girl that was as beautiful as a mortal flying over.

"I have!" Yan Qingyang immediately shouted.

She had been waiting for a long time. The person in the painting was dressed in black and exuded a sinister aura. If she guessed correctly, it was that Devil Cultivator.

Yu Ping looked at Yan Qingyang. With a wave of her sleeve, Yan Qingyang appeared beside her.

"Little girl, have you really seen this person before?" Yu Ping's eyes were like sharp swords, shooting straight at Yan Qingyang.

Yu Ping was already Golden Core Cultivator and Yan Qingyang was only an ordinary little girl. With that glance, the little girl would not be able to speak so anxiously.

Yan Qingyang was fearless. She looked at Yu Ping, nodded and said, "Really, fairy maiden, a few days ago I went to Mo Xi outside the city and coincidentally saw this person go to a cave. At that time, I was scared to death and did not dare to look at him too much, so I quickly ran away."

Yu Ping nodded. With a flick of her right finger, a light green leaf appeared. With a wave of her sleeve, the leaf immediately became three feet large.

Yan Qingyang recognized this leaf as Yu Ping's flying magic tool. Its name was the Jade Leaf Shuttle …

Yu Ping lifted her foot and stepped on it. With a wave of her sleeve, Yan Qingyang involuntarily jumped onto the Jade Leaf Shuttle.

"Bring me there!" Saying that, she made a hand sign with her right hand and the Jade Leaf Shuttle flew up into the air.

Even though Yan Qingyang was prepared, she almost fell over. Yu Ping chuckled lightly and reached out her sleeve to support her.

The Jadeleaf Shuttle flew higher and higher with the two of them, heading out of the city.

Yan Qingyang quickly regained her composure and kept pointing the way for Yu Ping.

If a little mortal girl acted so calmly, people would be suspicious, but Yan Qingyang was not scared. Yu Ping was a talented person with a weird personality and was rather impatient, but she hated idiots the most. If she acted a little cowardly, she might have been thrown down a long time ago.

With Yan Qingyang's guidance, the two quickly arrived beside a stream and followed it upwards. They arrived at a place where Yan Qingyang had instructed Yu Ping to descend.

"Adept, there's a cave right through this bush." Yan Qingyang said.

"Hmph." Yu Ping snorted coldly and shouted loudly, "Old Devil, I know you're here. Get the hell out of here!"

With that, he drew his sword from the scabbard in his hand. With a gentle wave of his hand, he sliced off a large patch of grass and shrubs, revealing a pitch-black cave in front of him.

Yan Qingyang couldn't help but shudder as a sinister laugh rang out, its tone cold and vicious.

A gust of cold air came from the cave entrance as a wisp of black smoke suddenly rushed out. When it reached the entrance, the black smoke condensed to reveal a man in black robes.

The person wore a black hood and had his head lowered. One could not see his face, and it made one feel gloomy.

The man in black laughed sinisterly again. His voice was sharp and ear-piercing as he said, "Yu Ping'er, why are you chasing me so closely? Are you in love with me again?"

Yu Ping's expression did not change, but she sneered. "Hehe, my guess is right. Old Devil, it really is you. You're not dead yet? "Not bad, my years of cultivation aren't too lonely. I'll catch you and then attract your apprentices and grandsons, then I can catch you in one fell swoop!"

With that, he slashed his sword, and a sharp sword qi directly flew towards the black clothed man.

The man in black laughed sinisterly, then moved to the side and said proudly, "Yu Ping'er, you talk a lot. Oh right, are you taking in a new disciple? Isn't she extremely beautiful again? My disciple and I are very much looking forward to it, hahahaha! "

As he said this, the man in black actually hurriedly retreated. In a flash, he retreated very far away. In the end, his hearty laugh became more and more distant.

Yu Ping's face darkened as she raised her sword and gave chase.

Yan Qingyang was the only one left by the stream.

Yan Qingyang was stunned for a moment. She had a feeling that there was some other information in the conversation between the man in black and Yu Ping. However, she had no time to ponder on it.

Standing alone in this desolate countryside, it was unknown just how long it would take for him to return to Moyang City.

Most importantly, if Spiritual Master Yu Ping does not return, who will take me to Yunhua Sect?

Yan Qingyang was hesitating when she suddenly felt a chill coming from her side, causing her to shiver.

It was still midsummer, and the temperature was unbearably hot. Where did the cold come from? Puzzled, she turned her head around. Just as she turned around, she saw a terrifying face.

His face was emaciated, almost like skin and bones. The skin on his face was pitch-black, his eyes were sunken in sockets, and they were yellow as he stared at her sinisterly.

Seeing her turn her head, the other party smiled sinisterly, baring his snow-white teeth.

This man looked like he was wearing a human skeleton. He was dressed in black robes and had a black hat on his head. It was none other than the man in black from earlier.

"Little girl, are you Yu Ping Er's new disciple?" The black-clothed man asked with a sinister smile.

Yan Qingyang was alarmed. She looked around and saw no trace of Yu Ping.

Did Spiritual Master Yu Ping get lured away by the black clothed man? Just as Yan Qingyang thought this, the skinny hand of the man in black reached out and rested on her wrist.

Yan Qingyang felt a bone-chilling coldness spread from her wrist to her whole body, causing her to shiver.

The man in black immediately released his hand and mumbled, "What?! With her poor aptitude, she must not be her disciple."

Yan Qingyang immediately revealed a scared expression and said with a trembling voice, "Uncle Black Cloak, I'm lost. I don't know how to go home. But where did she go? "

"Ha?!" The man in black smiled strangely, "How can Yu Ping Er be so kind? Little girl, you're lying to me. Forget it, although your aptitude is poor, it's still better than that fool you can't touch. Come with me! "

With that, he rolled up his sleeves, picked up Yan Qingyang and flew up into the air.

Yan Qingyang secretly regretted it. She didn't expect the black-clothed man to understand Yu Ping so well.

The man in black carried Yan Qingyang and flew for a while before arriving at another cave. When they got inside, Yan Qingyang rolled out of the cave with a flick of her sleeve.

It was dark in the cave and there were a lot of stones on the ground. Yan Qingyang rolled twice before she stopped. She felt a sharp pain all over her body and her arm was cut by a sharp stone.

"Little girl, obediently stay here. Don't run around, run away …" You won't be able to escape either! " The man in black said gloomily.

After the man in black said this, he turned around and walked out unsteadily. After he left, he slammed the iron door shut.

Yan Qingyang stood up shakily and sized up the cave.

"Sister, are you here to play hide-and-seek as well?" Suddenly, a voice rang out.