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  What to do if you're framed?

  Feeling an increasingly strong spiritual power fluctuation, Mo Qingchen didn't hesitate to chase in the direction that those women had escaped. Book fans also like to read:

  The woman in purple threw the storage bag over here, looking like she was in a cat-and-mouse chase with another group of people. For a moment, the three of them couldn't explain themselves clearly and had to become human shields to delay their escape.

  It's just as well; it's better to be involved in this struggle together than to be used as a scapegoat.

  Mo Qingchen took off in a run, and Mo Lianluo and Duan Qingge immediately followed.

  In a town of this size, where cultivators gather, flying in the air is not allowed. This has been a rule passed down since ancient times. Although there may not be anyone to supervise, everyone still voluntarily follows these customs. Moreover, most towns have array formations that restrict flight, so even if one wants to fly, they cannot.

  There weren't many people on the streets of the small town, but a group of Jiashi monks were running around, and no one wanted to be affected by their misfortune, so they all avoided them.

  Most of the foundation-building cultivators, if not flying with their magical instruments in the air, still use wind-traversing techniques on the ground. However, some cultivators have better skills and can attach special light-body techniques or possess some accelerating magical instruments, which vary from person to person. Other book friends continue reading normally:

  Mo Qingchen's body was mainly based on the two spiritual roots of wood and fire, as it is said that fire and wood create wind. Although she wasn't a variant wind spiritual root, she had grasped a unique wind system technique from the Coiling Silk Azure Wood Technique - Floating Light Brushing Shadow.

  A master who cultivates a certain set of skills may not necessarily understand the techniques that come with it, and this is especially true for higher-level skills.

  The silk-wrapped Qingmu incantation is an advanced technique, and the accompanying spells are naturally not ordinary. Mo Qingchen has been cultivating for more than seven years, yet there are still several current-stage spells that he hasn't mastered.

  At this time, the Floating Light Flash Technique came in handy.

  Mo Qing's internal spiritual energy circulated, and a gentle breeze was born from the soles of his feet. With a light tap of his toes on the ground, he seemed to float out like a wisp of smoke, drifting far away, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to catch up with the few people ahead.

  What astonished her was that Mo Lian's speed wasn't slow either, and only Duan Qing Ge had opened up a small distance with the crowd.

  "Big sister, it's no good! They're catching up!" a woman in yellow clothing said.

  The woman in purple clothes did not make a sound, her slender hand lifted and threw out a stack of talismans.

  Mo Qingchen, who had been on guard, shifted his foot slightly to one side, but did not attack.

  She was not weak-minded and had already sensed that the real enemy was not the few people in front of her, but the ones behind. At this moment, the most important thing was to catch up with these few people.

  At this time, everyone had already run into an alley, and it seemed that there was no way out. Suddenly, the woman in purple clothes threw something at the wall.

  The originally ordinary wall suddenly emitted a ray of spiritual light, followed by a crack.

  The woman in purple immediately jumped in with a few people. The object that was previously knocked out was quickly taken back, and the crack on the wall began to close at a visible speed.

  Mo Qingchen had already caught up and naturally followed in, and Mo Lian fell closely behind. Book lovers also like to read:

  Duan Qingge was shocked and secretly hated himself for being slow. Just as he was about to disappear into the crack in the wall, a golden light flashed over, and several black shadows rushed past Duan Qingge, jumping into the crack. Duan Qingge took advantage of this opportunity to follow them in.

  "The disciples have seen several masters...". There were a few women in the courtyard, all of whom were cultivating and refining their energy. Seeing that the purple-robed woman was leading a group of people directly from the wall, they naturally knew that their seniors had arrived, and they hastily paid their respects.

  "Less nonsense, quickly activate the transmission array!" The purple-robed woman rushed towards the back garden without stopping.

  A moon gate connected the small courtyard and the backyard. The backyard was filled with a profusion of flowers, their fragrance wafting through the air, and in a secluded spot surrounded by trees and flowers, a small transmission array had been set up.

  Several women in purple robes entered the formation, and the transmission array immediately burst into a brilliant white light. Looking at Mo Qingchen and Mo Liao who followed closely behind, he couldn't help but sneer. The destination of this transmission array is the territory of Hehuan Sect, you two are coming to send yourselves to death.

  Mo Qingchen had long guessed that the transmission point of this transmission array was likely to be their territory, and now entering the formation was not thinking of transmitting together.

  She held a golden light in her hand, and a large brick flew out, hitting one corner of the formation.

  Her goal is to destroy the formation!

  The woman in purple clothes changed her face and threw an object from her hand towards the golden light flashing brick.

  At this moment, the several black-clothed men who came rushing from behind also took out their magic tools and struck at the formation.

  Three spiritual lights collided, and suddenly a brilliant light burst forth, while the white light of the transmission array dimmed, causing the entire formation to tremble slightly.

  In an instant, the people behind all rushed over, and without saying a word, they took out their magical instruments to fight against the purple-robed woman and several others. Mo Qingchen and his two companions were naturally regarded as accomplices and became part of the chaotic battle.

  Who would have thought that at this moment, the originally dim white light of the transmission array suddenly brightened, making it impossible for people to open their eyes. Immediately afterwards, everyone felt dizzy and disoriented, and everything before their eyes turned black.

  The woman in purple robes was overjoyed, great, the formation actually worked!

  But the joy on her face had not faded away, and when she opened her eyes again, she was taken aback.

  All around, nothing but desolate emptiness, as far as the eye can see, yellow sand stretches out without end, apart from this, there is nothing else, only the scorching sun hanging in the sky, pouring down its fierce light.

  "This...where is this?!" The woman in yellow clothes shrieked.

  Several other women also looked around in surprise and finally fixed their gaze on the woman in purple.

  Mo Qingchen's heart skipped a beat, could it be that the transmission array had malfunctioned?

  "What's all the noise about? You women shut up! Where is this place?" one of the men in black said coldly.

  Mo Qingchen finally had the time to take stock of his surroundings and discovered that there were four people who had caught up with him. The one who spoke was at the late stage of foundation building, while the other three consisted of one mid-stage foundation builder and two early-stage foundation builders, all dressed in black clothes.

  The black-clad man from the late stage of the foundation-building period seemed to know that this group of women was led by the purple-shirted woman, and he took a step forward, reaching out to grab her chin and saying: "You'd better confess honestly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

  The purple-robed woman was indeed the one with the highest cultivation among all the women, including Mo Qingchen and the others. However, in front of the cultivators from the later stages of foundation building, she almost had no power to fight back.

  Under the intense stare of the black-clad man in the late stage of Zhu Ji, after a long time, she said with tears in her eyes: "I... I don't know."

  "The man in black narrowed his eyes: 'You don't know? You group of demon women, if you don't make it clear, today will be the place where you meet your demise!'"

  As he spoke, his eyes swept over the crowd of women, Book lovers also like to read:.

  Including Mo Qingchen and two others, there were eight female cultivators in total. Except for the woman in purple clothes, all of them were at the initial stage of foundation building. No wonder that black-robed cultivator was so confident.

  "I think, instead of asking where this is, it's better to ask her where she was originally going." Mo Qingchen suddenly spoke up.

  The black-robed monk of the late foundation period looked at the woman who had spoken, seeing that she was wearing a simple white shirt, her hair casually tied into a braid hanging in front of her chest, and surprisingly, she looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, her eyes narrowing slightly.

  "Sister, what are you saying? We're fellow disciples and sisters, how can you side with an outsider at a time like this?" The purple-robed woman said, her face flushed with anger.

  The remaining girls were taken aback at first, but then followed along.

  "Shut up! Who are you to us, we were just walking peacefully in the town, and then you dragged us into this. Now, you still dare to lie with a straight face!"

  "Sister, didn't we agree to meet here earlier? Otherwise, as Foundation Building cultivators, when do you have the leisure to go to that small town?" The purple-robed woman said with a wronged expression, her demeanor not seeming fake at all.

  "You!" Mo Liao's personality was explosive and she couldn't stand these words. Upon hearing them, she immediately took out her magical artifact, the Heaven-Shaking Hammer.

  Mo Qingchen pulled her back, not even looking at the purple-robed woman, and said to the late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, "Brother Dao, I'll only say this once, whether you believe it or not, we three are indeed unrelated to them. Moreover, the most important thing right now is to figure out why we were transported here, don't you think?"

  Jian Mo Qing's face was calm, her eyes clear and bright. The cultivators who had reached the foundation stage later on couldn't help but feel that she wasn't lying, but all of this seemed too coincidental. It was hard to say that they weren't accomplices.

  However, there is one thing she said that makes sense. Currently, the most important thing is to figure out why everyone is here. As for other things, let's talk about them later. Book lovers also like to read:

  Anyone who can reach the later stage of foundation building is not a fool. In a completely strange place, even if there is a huge grudge, it must be put aside. Even in necessary situations, original enemies can cooperate with each other.

  Mo Qingchen had already expected this, so she didn't want to waste her breath explaining. This was originally a matter that would only get worse the more it was explained, anyway they wanted to know what she also wanted to know.

  "Hurry up and tell me, where were you originally going? And what is this place?" The late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator demanded.

  The woman in purple hesitated, and suddenly felt a fierce killing intent rushing towards her, her whole body covered in cold sweat, stuttering: "We were originally going to... was Hehuan Sect, where is this, I really don't know..."

  Seeing the black-robed man's face turn cold, she hastily said: "I really didn't know, that transmission array had originally already been activated, but was disrupted by our magic, I'm afraid... I'm afraid we were randomly transmitted here!"

  As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and even those few women turned pale.

  What people fear most is not the known danger, but the unknown!

  Mo Qingchen was also shocked in his heart, although traveling couldn't avoid danger, but it should be within one's own ability range. The Tianyuan Continent had countless secret and dangerous places, if they randomly teleported to a place where only Nascent Soul cultivators or above could survive, wouldn't that be unjust?

  Since you're already here, just make yourself at home. Now that things have come to this point, I can only take things as they come and adapt. Mo Qing's heart was turbulent, but his face remained calm and unruffled.

  The black-clad man from the late stage of the foundation-building period swept his gaze around, finding that Mo Qingchen and the other two were much calmer than those people. He had some thoughts in his mind, and said, "Since it's like this, let's put what happened earlier aside for now and talk about it when we get out!"

  "But where are we headed?" The woman in purple clothes looked around at the unchanging scenery and asked uncertainly.

  Mo Liao glanced at her indifferently and pulled out an object, saying: "I have a fixed star plate, let's go."