After a while, the two of them snuggled together, Qinglin's head was lying obediently beside Zhou Liang, "Young Master, I will be yours in the future!"

Zhou Liang couldn't help but smile. Thinking of all the things he had experienced since he was young, he couldn't help but sigh softly. In recent years, he had killed a lot of people. This ice volcano is too close to Golden Light City, which is a bit unsafe!

"I'll stay here for a while. If this place is safe, you'll stay here for a while and I'll go back to the sect soon."

"Hmph, I must have fallen in love with some beautiful cultivator. Hurry up and go back to have a try with her, right?" Qinglin's hands were not honest, and she rubbed Zhou Liang's lower body. Hearing this, he couldn't help but pinch it hard.

Zhou Liang was in pain and immediately turned his body, the red quilt was waving, and the room was full of spring!

Zhou Liang and Qinglin were both sour and careful. After a month, Zhou Liang did not see anyone exploring around the Ice Volcano Mountain, but he felt a little uneasy. Logically, Zhou Yindang was a parent-child in the Zhou Palace. It was impossible for him to leave if a parent-child was killed by someone else, but why didn’t he look for the nearby mountains? Could it be that he was going back to the sect to find the seniors to use clues to track them down!

Thinking of this, he was a little anxious to return to the sect, but Zhou Liang carefully went to Jinguang City. This small city is now a famous ghost city. One night, there was a gust of wind. According to some monks, he saw an ancestor killing all the monks and mortals here, and his face was astonishingly terrifying!

Zhou Palace!! Zhou Liang never expected that he killed all the monks and mortals here in order to help his son revenge. He had desires and murders in his heart! Since that is the case, he still had a little contact before he formed a pill. Although he dared not do anything to him, Qinglin was hard to say, why didn’t he bring Qinglin into the Formation Sect?

Although this idea is good, I must be careful in the Formation Sect. From the perspective of Zhou Gong, there must be many people in the Formation Sect with ulterior motives. Qinglin may not be safe when he enters. No matter how safe it is, there is no guarantee of living in Binghuo Mountain. However, with these mountain protection formations, as long as they are not the Jindan ancestor, they should be fine. Thinking of this, I couldn't help feeling relieved!

"What are you thinking? Young Master." Qinglin brought a cup of concentrated tea and saw Zhou Liang pondering, and couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"I'm not worried about your affairs. I originally wanted to take you to the Formation Sect to hide, but once the Formation Sect enters, I'm afraid it may not be safer." Zhou Liang said with a serious expression.

Qinglin knew the decision when she saw Zhou Liang's expression. She just looked at Zhou Liang gently, "What do you think of the young master?" Xiaoduzi sighed in her heart, and her lower body was about to move again. How could it be so vigorous these days?

Zhou Liang continued to stay on this ice volcano for a month. Fortunately, the golden crow fire was condensed in his body. Although it was just a little bit light, this was the foundation for future growth. With the sun's true fire, you can learn a little bit about refining weapons!

Due to the Golden Crow Body Refining Technique, Zhou Liang's body began to emit a faint light. This is the second layer, the result of the Golden Crow's body tempering. He felt that there seemed to be endless flames in his body. His body was as hard as iron because of burning and training. Although he could not resist the flying sword, it was difficult for ordinary monks to hurt him.

"Young Master's cultivation is so fast. Lin'er is still in the early stage of foundation building, and the young master is in great perfection." Qing Lin put on a large shape and waited for Zhou Liang to enter, "It's not a big deal. If you can become a core disciple of the Formation Sect, you will be like this. Well!" Zhou Liang shouted softly, but went in heavily.

"Ah! Young Master, are you going to leave?" Qinglin grabbed Zhou Liang tightly with his hands, scratching blood marks on his arms, and refused to give up. Zhou Liang was in pain, thinking that his body was already hard to get on, and the flying sword could only bleed on the cover. The little girl's nails were powerful, "I will leave in a few days, I don't know the news within the sect, I don't know what would happen." After saying that, the thrust became a little faster.

When Qinglin heard Zhou Liang's answer, she felt reluctant and began to twist even more emotionally. She pressed Zhou Liang under her body without hesitation, "Then let me serve the young master well, so that he won't go back and steal fish." "Steal fish?" Zhou Liang couldn't help but smile. There was nothing fishy in the Formation Sect to steal. Thinking of this, a figure appeared in the Yaofeng farmland, holding a shaking hoe in his hand, with a gentle face and a smile.

"Ah!" Zhou Liang roared, and his rough big hand slapped Qinglin's pink tun. "Little girl is working hard!" "Who made you think of other people just now?" Qinglin replied unwillingly, and her red lips were already printed on Zhou Liang's mouth.

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A few days later, Zhou Liang left enough purple Yuan Pill and Shenqing Pill, and told Qinglin to practice well and not go out easily without any major issues, so as not to encounter the last incident. Qinglin obediently agreed and tidied up Zhou Liang's robe, like a newlywed lady who had bid farewell. Zhou Liang couldn't help but smile, took a few more shots on her pink tun, and turned into a stream of light and left.

"It seems that the young master really has a special hobby..." Qinglin touched her numb pink tun, her face flushed, and she said with a chuckling.

A day later, Zhou Liang finally arrived at the Formation Sect and met Zhao Qingran. Lao Gu and his master's grandmother spent leisurely in the back mountain, but Zhou Liang did not see him. "It's good that you are back. I've been preparing for the sect leader's handover recently!"

"Who is the next sect leader? Master has already planned a candidate?" Zhou Liang asked calmly.

"It was originally from Junior Brother Ding Haoran, but now there are two voices. Junior Brother Zhou Gong is also going to compete for the throne of the sect leader!" Zhao Qingran frowned slightly. This matter is a bit troublesome now.

"Uncle Zhou Gong? He also has this strength, it depends on how the master deals with it." Zhou Liang answered calmly, and it was hard to ask about the killing of Jinguang City!

"Hey, this matter has nothing to do with you. I just told you that your sect leader's personal disciple is almost done. It's better to quickly get you the identity of a core disciple and then send you into the core hall!" Zhao Qingran said this to Zhou Liang.

"Well, I follow the master's arrangements in everything." Zhou Liang thought to himself. This may be the best way. He entered the core hall and met Zhou Palace very low. If he is lucky enough to become a Jindan cultivator in the future, even if he wants to deal with himself, even if he is lucky enough to become the sect leader, he still has to consider his strength. But if you want to be the sect leader? I'm afraid it's not that easy!

"I have been practicing outside in the past few months and found a small city called Jinguang City. All the people in the city were slaughtered! It is said that this matter seems to have some connection with Uncle Zhou Gong!"
Chapter completed!