Chapter 1425 (1/2)

Jiang Hao also looked around. Five or six hundred Li is still the sphere of influence of chenluo fairy city. Jiang Hao is still looking for Qingyun, the Lord of the magic palace, to tell us some clues. Although Qingyun didn't have to let Jiang Hao find it, he just wanted to see if he could meet him.

But Jiang Hao thinks that since he has come, he still hopes to complete the task as successfully as possible. This is probably the sequela of doing more tasks.

After searching carefully outside for two or three days, Jiang Hao flew two thousand miles as far as he could, but he found nothing. He had to return to the morning Luoxian City, but in a few days he had come to chenluo Xiancheng for the third time.

Jiang Hao saw chenluo Xiancheng from afar, but he suddenly stopped because he suddenly felt a little bad. In the morning, Luoxian city is heavily guarded and surrounded by an atmosphere of killing.

From time to time, a stream of streamers flew out, and a group of friars also flew out. Some disciples of Xiancheng and some other sects flew to all directions.

The magic palace.

Qingyun is making spring tea. In front of him, there are several elders of the magic palace. There is also a man sitting not far away, not looking at the crowd, but looking outside the palace.

”Palace master, it has been found out that what they want is elder Keqing, Jiang Hao. Now they have issued an alliance wanted order!” Said an elder of the magic Palace at this time.

”How long has it been since the league has captured people so vigorously?” Qingyun seems not to care at all, at this time light said.

”Three hundred years ago, the richest man in chenluo fairy city has offered a high price, and chenluo fairy city is also boosting the flames. Not only in Zhongzhou, many other hermit sects can't help but jump out.”

”This boy is a real troublemaker.” Qingyun shook his head.

Looking at Qingyun's plain face, the elder's face became more anxious and said in a quick voice: ”palace master, now that they have found out his identity is related to our magic palace, we may also be implicated.”

A trace of tea came out.

Qingyun picked up a pot of tea and filled the cup.

”Tea, please.”

The atmosphere in the palace suddenly calmed down, leaving only the fragrance of tea rising.

A cup of tea floated up, and then fell on the hand of the elder who had been looking outside. He took it first, sniffed it carefully, and said, ”good tea.”