I'm happy when my mortal enemy gets defeated

The mountains are undulating and thick fog covers the mountainside.

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight breaks through the thick fog, interweaving into a natural picture of mountains and rivers.

Such a beautiful scenery would make ordinary people marvel.

Unfortunately, Xiao Cha, who suffers from acrophobia, cannot appreciate it.

Xiao Cha swallowed his saliva and calmly looked away.

But his movements were not as relaxed as his expression. His fingers silently pulled up the hem of Shangguan Qing's clothes.

Flying with a sword, is there no one in this novel who is afraid of heights?!

As Xiao Cha was thinking, a slight cool breeze blew over his wrist, stimulating the marks left by the binding rope, and it actually hurt a little.

There is no doubt that the place on Pan's waist where Song Liubai pinched her must have turned red.

That's it.

Xiao Cha scanned the crowd for the culprit, his eyes filled with resentment as he looked around, and finally stopped at Song Liubai, who was flying on a sword and had left the team behind.

What a terrible guy! He attacked so hard. No wonder he is the original body’s mortal enemy. Their magnetic fields are naturally incompatible.

Xiao Cha gritted his teeth and unconsciously exerted force in his hands.

"Um?"

Shangguan Qing felt a pulling force behind him and immediately turned his head.

Perhaps it was because when Shangguan Qing saw Xiao Cha for the first time, he saw that Xiao Cha had just been seriously injured, and he always felt that the other party needed more care.

Even though Shangguan Qing is actually three years younger than Xiao Cha.

Shangguan Qing lowered his voice, "Your wounds haven't healed yet, and you were brought out by Senior Brother Song, right?"

Having said that, it would be totally uncharacteristic of me not to cause trouble for Song Liubai.

Xiao Cha pretended to open his mouth but then closed it again, his thick eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if he had something to hide.

This appearance leaves plenty to the imagination.

It was obvious that Shangguan Qing had misunderstood something, and his expression slowly froze.

"Could it be that my senior brother forced you to do this? Woo…" Shangguan Qing was so surprised by the 'thing' he had imagined in his mind that even his voice became several tones higher.

Xiao Cha quickly stretched out a finger and put it in front of his mouth.

What was this kid thinking about? Why was he reacting so strongly?

Xiao Cha tilted his head slightly and looked at Song Liubai who was meditating on the sword in the distance.

Fortunately, Song Liubai didn't seem to notice the conversation just now.

Shangguan Qing pursed his lips, a hint of confusion in his eyes, "Senior Brother probably didn't mean it."

Xiao Cha nodded and then shook her head slightly, a hint of confusion flashing under her slender eyelashes.

"Alas, this is not your elder brother's fault. It's all my fault for being so sick."

This is a retreat to advance.

Sure enough, Shangguan Qing's brows relaxed a little, and he unconsciously leaned towards the "weaker" between Song Liubai and Xiao Cha.

And this is enough. It is impossible to change Shangguan Qing's admiration for Song Liubai in an instant with just a few words.

However, this has planted a nail in the way. As time goes by, the hidden danger will become more and more obvious, which will be enough to give Song Liubai a headache.

In the following time, Xiao Cha achieved his goal and calmed down, and Shangguan Qing did not say a word, but just looked back from time to time to observe Xiao Cha.

Standing for a long time made Xiao Cha look tired. He closed his lips tightly, like a white flower blooming in the snow on the mountain. His ink-like hair hung on his shoulders, revealing his fragile neck, which made people want to leave ink on it to make a flower.

Very pitiful.

Shangguan Qing withdrew his absent-minded eyes. He blinked and felt a sense of sourness. Then he realized that he had been staring at someone without blinking.

That's really out of control.

It's a pity that the thoughts in Xiao Cha's eyes are hidden murderous knives. He has never been a little white flower with no power to resist. He is the "evil man" who lures people into hell.

Unknowingly bewitching people and playing with their hearts.

…………

The group flew from daylight until dark before reaching the territory of Qinggumen.

At the city gate, everyone changed their way of entering the city.

"Change clothes?!"

"But aren't we following Master's orders? Being sneaky doesn't seem like being a gentleman."

Lin Xingwan's eyes widened as she held her space bag in shock.

"Junior Sister Lin, you are a woman, not a gentleman." Song Liubai looked at the clothes in his hands and said without raising his head.

"Hmph." Lin Xingwan knew that she couldn't win the argument with Song Liubai, so she just assumed she had suffered a loss in silence. She pulled the female disciple aside and went to a deserted place.

Song Liubai was holding two pieces of clothing. He caught a glimpse of Xiao Cha standing outside the crowd, and suddenly a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"We'll need to disguise ourselves and go into the city later, but it looks like you don't have a space bag."

"Oh, I guess you didn't bring these clothes with you." Song Liubai said as he approached Xiao Cha.

Xiao Cha raised an eyebrow and replied, "It seems that Immortal Song has a way to help me get rid of this trouble?"

"nature."

"oh?"

"I happen to have two in my hand, one is a sky blue men's dress, and the other is a stone blue women's dress." Song Liubai narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes and a hint of pride at the corners of his mouth, just like a fox with a belly full of evil intentions.

What a coincidence, what a coincidence.

If I really chose men's clothing, I'm afraid Song Liubai wouldn't give it to me.

Xiao Cha reached for the stone-blue women's dress, raised his forehead and looked at Song Liubai, saying without losing face, "It seems that Immortal Lord Song didn't give me the chance to choose."

"How could that be? I didn't say anything, and I didn't force anything."

Song Liubai's words clearly meant that what you think is your business.

Xiao Cha's fingers felt the texture of the clothes in her hands, and she nodded with a gentle smile, a playful look on her lips, "I just don't know if Immortal Song hid women's clothes..."

"What's your quirk?"

Song Liubai had a half-smile on his face. He was not angry, and even seemed a little happy.

Song Liubai held Xiao Cha's shoulder and whispered into her ear, "Those little animals with sharp teeth will have their teeth pulled out."

Xiao Cha tilted his head slightly and whispered back, "Really? It's just the pain of a broken tooth. Compared to biting the enemy back, I can bear it."

"Xiao Cha, I have some spare clothes here, you..."

"Brother, what are you doing?" Shangguan Qing turned around while holding the clothes, and saw two people hugging each other in the corner.

Xiao Cha took a few steps back, tilted her head, and spoke calmly. She raised the women's clothing in her hand and said to Shangguan Qing, "Thank you. Immortal Lord Song prepared it for me."

"Ah, what clothes did Senior Brother Song prepare for you?" Shangguan Qing said as he took a few steps forward.

Xiao Cha seemed to be hiding. He smiled and left without saying anything.

Shangguan Qing could sense the strange atmosphere in the air, but was somewhat confused.

Song Liubai walked up to him, turned slightly sideways, and asked calmly: "You seem to care about him very much?"

Shangguan Qing essentially still admired Song Liubai and treated him with respect on a daily basis, but at this time, the nail that Xiao Cha had planted finally took effect.

"Yes... yes, he is just a mortal who has strayed into the path of immortality. Being involved in these things will only do harm to him." Shangguan Qing stared at Xiao Cha's back and couldn't help but speak with pity.

"Oh! The downside? Shangguan Qing is such a loser! If your senior brothers and sisters saw you like this, they would be so angry that they would pull out their beards."

"Ah, why?"

"But I've been so confused by a few sweet words from others. How ridiculous."

Song Liubai sighed and left Shangguan Qing alone.

The dazed Shangguan Qing stood there in a daze, muttering to himself: "Sweet talk!"

"Who... am I being sweet-talking?"

The group quickly changed into their private servers.

Yan Meiqian was wearing white clothes and all her accessories were taken off, leaving only the snake bone studs on her ears.

He gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist and saw Song Liubai coming out of the jungle changing his clothes, and immediately stepped forward.

"Brother Song, what's next?"

Song Liubai straightened his sleeves and raised his head, saying, "I heard that the Qinggu Sect has been expanding its membership in recent months. What's strange is that none of the people here have been here for more than three months, and their cultivation has progressed very quickly."

"You have extraordinary strength and talent, so why don't you come with me and seek a better future?"