After changing clothes, she is A and sassy

Chapter 139

Qin Yang stood in front of the mountain gate, and the cool mountain wind was blowing towards her face. She couldn't help taking a deep breath, and summoned the flying sword to fly, and turned into a red and green light to a place outside the Qingyun Gate. Go to town.

Less than a quarter of an hour after she left, another four people came to the mountain gate, and two of these four people, Qin Yang, knew each other.

One is Duanmu Qinghe, who is handsome and unrestrained and has a high self-esteem, and the other is Mo Qingyi, the apprentice of Fairy Yuyao who is inexplicably hostile to Qinyang.

"Brother Duanmu, my sister is now worshiping under your master's door, and I am grateful to you for taking care of her." Mo Qingyi said softly, with soft eyes and a hint of admiration.

Duanmu Qinghe was indifferent, he naturally saw that Mo Qingyi had a crush on him, but he had seen a lot of women like this, "Junior Sister is very well-behaved, Master and I naturally like her very much."

Mo Qingyi's expression was gloomy when he heard the words, and he felt in his heart that his luck was bad, and he met a master who was inconsistent in appearance and narrow-minded. Unlike others, the master taught him carefully, and the brothers cared for him. Poor little concern.

However, what she didn't expect was that although Fairy Yuyao was not kind, her situation was much better than inner disciples or even outer disciples.

Concentrating on one thing but losing another, gaining hope in Shu, lacking people's hearts, this is the situation.

Qin Yang stood on the flying sword, feeling the flying clouds and mist around him, flying freely in the sky and the earth, no wonder so many people went forward and wanted to cultivate immortality.

Feeling flustered, Qinyang chose not to fly with the sword when she came to the small town under the Qingyun Sect. After all, she was not familiar with the outside world, and now she was just a little monk who had just built a foundation, so it was better to keep a low profile.

Qin Yang lowered the flying sword outside the town, and walked into the town at a leisurely pace.

Different from the unrestrained and carefree Qinyang, Duanmu Qinghe and his party had not yet built a foundation, so they all used speed talismans to shuttle through the mountains and forests.

By the time they hurried all the way to the small town, the sun was already setting. The four of them, tired from the journey, decided to spend the night repairing in the small town before continuing on their way.

And Qinyang only took a symbolic stroll around the town, then left the town again, heading to the east of the town.

To the east of the town is a large forest with countless ferocious birds and beasts. One of the tasks she has accepted this time is to collect the colorful pheasant tail feathers distributed in the depths of this forest.

Qin Yang walked among them cautiously, his eyes wandering around in the mountains and forests, and he stepped on the dead branches and leaves, making rustling noises.

"Whoosh-"

There was a sound of breaking through the air, Qin Yang heard it keenly and reacted quickly.She moved lightly and left her original position in an instant.

At the same time, where she was originally standing, a row of black spikes were neatly arranged, shining faintly in the dark forest.

Qinyang turned her eyes and stared at the position in front of her. A huge porcupine was hiding among the tall weeds. Seeing that it missed a hit, it grunted and walked out of its hiding place.

The porcupine, which was as small as a black bean, looked at Qinyang, flicked its thick tail, and another row of spikes shot out.

"This trick again?" Qin Yang muttered and moved away again.

Seeing that the porcupine failed to hit the target twice, it paved the ground with its front hooves, and rushed towards the direction of Qinyang without hesitation.

This porcupine looked like a simple-minded monster with a list of attack methods, either spikes or dashes.

She probed out the porcupine's roots, and didn't waste any more time with it. A fireball in her hand quickly attacked the porcupine.

The fireball enveloped the porcupine's head, and instantly burned the porcupine's head black. When the fire on the porcupine's head was extinguished, the huge porcupine also fell down.

Qin Yang went to the side of the porcupine, stretched out his foot and kicked it, the mighty porcupine lay there without moving, becoming a veritable "dead pig".

Especially the porcupine's head was burnt to a crisp, and a strange smell of meat began to permeate the forest.

Qin Yang stretched out her hand, and put the porcupine in its entirety into her jade bracelet. Fortunately, her jade bracelet was big enough, so the porcupine was very inconspicuous inside.

There were rustling sounds in the mountains and forests, and she quickly approached in her direction. Qin Yang knew that it must be the movement of her fighting with the porcupine that alarmed other beasts just now.

Not wanting to get entangled with the beasts in these mountains and forests, Qin Yang discerned the direction and walked quickly towards her destination.

Qin Yang, who had no experience in the jungle, was like a rampaging little beast, without any rules to speak of.

She has encountered bird droppings in the sky, reptiles on the ground, and snakes and ants in the trees, and she even almost caught fire from these little things.

"I'm going, come again!" As Qinyang was walking, a small snake popped out of the giant tree in front of him. The small snake was covered in green and blended perfectly with the branches and leaves. You couldn't detect them unless you looked closely. The presence.

Qin Yang casually threw a fireball over, and the little snake was covered in flames, and then changed from a green snake to a black snake.

With a thud, the scorched little snake fell to the ground, and Qin Yang continued on his way among the mountains and forests.

Finally, she came to a valley, which was full of low bushes, and colorful tail feathers of colorful pheasants with bright feathers could be seen everywhere among the bushes.

Qin Yang breathed a sigh of relief, finally came to this place smoothly, the next step is to collect the colorful pheasant tail feathers.

These colorful pheasants live in groups, and they are very timid. They will mess up when there is a wind and grass, and when collecting their tail feathers, the tail feathers must not be damaged, so this task is quite difficult as a single-person task.

However, Qin Yang had already considered it when she accepted this task. She has dual spiritual roots of fire and wood, so she can use wood spiritual power to spawn vines and live with these colorful pheasants.

As long as these colorful pheasants were successfully caught, wouldn't it be easy to pull out their tail feathers?

Qinyang's idea was perfect, but unfortunately she underestimated the "cowardice" of these colorful pheasants, often before her vines touched these colorful pheasants, they began to panic and scatter, it took Qinyang a long time to finally Finally, he barely collected enough tail feathers to hand in the task.

After completing the task, Qin Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief. She released most of the colorful pheasants, leaving the fattest one among them. "Okay, let's eat roasted colorful pheasants tonight."

The colorful pheasant in Qinyang's hand seemed to have heard the tragic fate it was about to face. It twitched all over, rolled its eyes and fainted.

Qin Yang glanced at its bare buttocks, and began to walk out of the forest with a look of disgust.

With the previous experience, she came out much faster than when she went in, and she walked out of the mountain forest in a short while.

At this time, a day had passed since she entered the forest, and Qin Yang, who had dozed off in the forest last night, decided that she would go back to the small town to have a good rest tonight.

(End of this chapter)