The plane slowly landed on a lawn. Murong Yi and Feng Qing got off the plane, got in the car and drove towards Kunlun Mountain.
The Kunlun Mountains are rolling and undulating, with clouds and mist shrouding the mountains. There are deserts, rivers, flocks of birds and beasts, and a variety of scenery.
Murong Yi brought Feng Qing to a canyon.
This is the Death Valley with all kinds of horror legends. The shepherds living in Kunlun Mountains would rather let their cattle and sheep starve to death in the Gobi Desert due to lack of fat grass than let them enter this ancient and silent valley with lush grass.
The valley is filled with wolf skins, bear bones, hunters' guns and lonely graves, conveying a chilling and terrifying aura of death to the world.
Only cultivators know that the reason why ordinary people will die if they enter the Death Valley is because this is the teleportation array leading to the Kunlun Realm, and ordinary people's bodies simply cannot withstand the power released by the teleportation array.
"Are you okay?" Murong Yi looked at Feng Qing with some concern. Her cultivation level was a bit low, and he was worried that she would get hurt if she entered the teleportation array.
"No problem." Feng Qing shook his head. She had no idea how many times she had been here in her previous life, and she had already gotten used to it.
"Then let's go in." Murong Yi stretched out his hand and wanted to hold Feng Qing's hand.
Feng Qing dodged Murong Yi's hand and took a step forward. The next moment, she felt a strong sense of dizziness. She closed her eyes and waited for the dizziness to disappear. An unknown amount of time had passed before Feng Qing felt her feet firmly on solid ground. She opened her eyes and looked at the familiar place in front of her. A hint of nostalgia flashed in her eyes.
"Feng Qing, are you feeling unwell anywhere?" Murong Yi looked at Feng Qing and felt relieved to see that she was not injured.
Feng Qing retracted her gaze, shook her head and smiled at Murong Yi, "I'm fine."
"Second brother! Sister Feng Qing!" Murong Yue had been waiting for Feng Qing and Murong Yi for a long time. Seeing the two of them running over quickly, she threw herself into Feng Qing's arms and looked at her excitedly, "Sister Feng Qing! I missed you so much!"
Feng Qing took a step back and rubbed Murong Yue's head. She had a very close feeling towards Murong Yue.
"Sister Feng Qing, you have become so beautiful. I almost didn't recognize you." Murong Yue smiled at Feng Qing and reached out to hold her hand.
"Sister Feng Qing, let's get on the flying magic weapon first. My grandparents, parents, eldest brother and third brother all want to see you earlier." Murong Yue pulled Feng Qing and walked towards the flying magic weapon not far away.
"What if I have no relationship with the Murong family?" Feng Qing looked at Murong Yue with a smile.
"I like you, you are my sister." Whether Feng Qing is her cousin or not, she likes her.
Murong Yi looked at the two people talking and laughing, feeling a little envious.
Everyone in the Murong family was standing in front of the mountain gate. They saw the flying magic weapon flying towards them from afar, and they all showed expectant looks on their faces. After knowing the whereabouts of the white jade, they have been looking forward to meeting Feng Qing as soon as possible, wanting to know if she is from their Murong family.
The flying magic weapon slowly descended, and everyone stared at it closely.
The moment Feng Qing stepped out of the flying magic weapon, there was excitement in everyone's eyes. They seemed to see the peerless beauty of that year.
"She must be Feng'er's daughter, there is no mistake. Her eyebrows and eyes are exactly the same as Feng'er's." Old Madam Murong walked forward excitedly and reached out to hold Feng Qing's hand. This is her granddaughter.
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