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Chapter 21 (1)

The eyes of the same door are like wolves and tigers.

Jiang Yanqiu laughed dryly: "Haha, it's true, I have never met Brother Song, how could he choose me." Song Youning: "

It's absolutely true."

Jiang Yanqiu still wanted to struggle: "I can only practice The cultivation base of the Qi stage and the physical fitness are also very average, I'm afraid it will hold back the senior brother."

Song Youning: "It's okay, just leave it to me."

The wolf-like eyes are even more vicious.

Where did this stunned head come out, why did Song Youning get favored? !

Jiang Yanqiu: ...I also want to know (:3_ヽ)_.

It shouldn't be! The original owner licked it like that, and he almost went up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​flames for the male lead, and I didn't see Song Youning being special to him!

"Damn little boy, what kind of ecstasy soup did he give Senior Brother Song!" " You are so thin, how can you

protect You Ning from the wind and rain when something happens to you!"

Is it... it looks cute..."

Occasionally, there are such pure-faced dogs.

The objection was invalid, and Jiang Yanqiu was ruthlessly incorporated into the hero's team.

.The moon is in the middle of the sky.

Seeing that the green grass grows in a dense forest in the back mountain, accompanied by some kind of tall trees, it is the auxiliary material of many kinds of precious medicines, and the picking method is also very special. Two people need to sit opposite each other, and at night The root conveys spiritual power, so that it can be picked intact.

The bright moon was shining brightly, and the moonlight sprinkled softly on the earth. Several fireflies were flying among the low bushes, and the back mountain was still quite bright.

Jiang Yanqiu looked at the back of Senior Brother Song who was walking ahead.

There is one thing to say, this location and atmosphere are quite suitable for a tryst under the moon.

The premise is not him and the hero!

Big leak!

Not far away, the disciples in black clothes fought fiercely: "Hey! I saw this first!"

The man in white was sitting opposite his companion, outputting spiritual power, and said disdainfully: "Why, you wrote your name on the grass? You call it and you see it?" "Ah, what's going on! Why did you pick half of it and run away?

" It's gone!"

"There's a snake! There's a snake biting my ass!"

In the originally quiet back mountain, chickens and dogs jumped into a mess.

Well, it's not very suitable for a tryst under the moon (:3_ヽ)_"Let's get started." Song Youning turned and sat down, not caring about the mud staining the corner of his white robe Shengxue.

"Brother, follow orders."

Song Youning narrowed her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes covered her light gaze, and a strand of temple hair covered her side face, as if she was three points brighter than moonlight.

It's not a problem for Jiang Yanqiu to control his spiritual power, but his physical strength is too weak, and his hands are sore and trembling when they hang in the air for a long time.

At this time, Song Youning would raise his eyes and look at him lightly, his eyes silently conveying the condemnation of "how could he be so weak".

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

Who is sick and weak? Brother, can you show me some respect for your personality? It doesn't hurt to raise your arms for an hour, right?

Jiang Yanqiu couldn't hold back and asked: "Brother, why did you team up with me, a young disciple in the Qi refining period? Wouldn't it be easier to find other people." Song Youning said coldly: "A group of annoying flies, if it weren't for the

regulations Ask, I’d rather be alone.”

Jiang Yanqiu: Got it, I mean I’m not a human being (:3_ヽ)_But the two of them cooperated really well, and the amount of green grass they picked was unmatched.

Song Youning was very strong, but Jiang Yanqiu was so unhappy that he could only sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman, and was bitten by insects with him with a bitter face. They didn't prepare to call it a day until the other disciples went back one after another.

Jiang Yanqiu supported the tree trunk and stood up, feeling that his legs, feet and arms were so weak that they were no longer his own.

On the other hand, Song Youning didn't blush, her heart didn't beat, and her hands didn't even shake.

Jiang Yanqiu gritted his teeth secretly: Coach, this is not fair! He will practice more when he goes back!

... No, wait a minute!

Male lead, why are you vomiting blood, male lead!

Under Jiang Yanqiu's horrified gaze, Song Youning spat out blood, his face pale.

"What's the matter with you, brother!"

Song Youning waved his hand: "It's okay, it's just an old illness."

Jiang Yanqiu: ...Master, please be sober, look at the big puddle of blood under your feet!

Song Youning's footsteps swayed vainly, and he almost fell to the ground.

Jiang Yanqiu hurried forward to support him, and Song Youning leaned on his shoulder. His expression seemed a little tangled, as if he had made a lot of determination: "...you unbutton my coat, put your palm on my chest, and then send spiritual power." Jiang Yanqiu: "..." He helped Song You away

Ning

stood up, as if he hadn't heard, with an anxious and firm expression: "Don't worry, brother, I won't let you get into trouble!

Brothers and sisters haven't gone far, I'm going to call someone!"

Just kidding, such an ambiguous gesture , the original author, you really know how to play! No wonder you want to give this setting to the hero! Every time a beautiful woman suffers from a disease, she will post with her male counterparts, right?

According to the routine of the plot, their disheveled clothes are unsightly and intriguing, and they will definitely be seen by a passing stock! Then get jealous! Then the other party became furious and furious, and didn't dare to get angry at Song Youning, but he could take the opportunity to fight him, an innocent cannon fodder!

He doesn't want to get involved in the Shura field!

However, before he took a step, Song Youning grabbed his wrist, and the other party said in a cold tone, "What are you going to do?" Jiang Yanqiu said righteously: "Of course it is to call someone! Brother, am I Jiang Yanqiu that kind of person?

" Take advantage of others! Don't worry, I will never take advantage of you!"

He firmly pulled out his hand.

...no twitches.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

Fuck, sick and weak, thousands of people are fascinated, is hand strength so scientific! Male lead, are your hands made of iron?

Song Youning threatened with an extremely cold expression: "If you dare to call someone, just wait for me!"

Is he, Jiang Yanqiu, the kind of person who would succumb to evil forces?

he is.

Jiang Yanqiu sat back obediently, because Brother Song promised to give him the Condensing Yuan Pill that he had obtained but was useless.

The experience of being impoverished in the mortal world made him unable to refuse any cute little pill (:3_ヽ)_He did enough mental construction, and put his palm on Song Youning's chest through the underwear.

Surprisingly, the male protagonist looked thin when he was wearing a coat, but he didn't expect that he was not a thin and straight chicken, with a layer of not-so-thick pectoral muscles covering the bones.

According to Song Youning's guidance, he circulated his spiritual power, and the gentle rain-like spiritual power nourished Song Youning's congenitally deficient lungs and dantian. Gradually, the bleeding stopped, and the male protagonist's face also turned red.

Song Youning smiled lightly.

He was already stunning, but this smile was like waves in spring water, capable of hooking people's souls away.

"Occasionally, you always feel sleepy and doze off in class, but your spiritual power is running quite well."

Jiang Yanqiu was a little puzzled: "How did brother know that I was sleepy in class?"

Song Youning: "..."

He was silent for a few seconds, and changed the subject without a trace: "It's just Ningyuan Pill. You are from the Luling Jiang Sect. How can you be short of money?"

Jiang Yanqiu rubbed his chin: "My money is all given to me by my brother, not by myself. He Now he is willing to give it to me because he loves me, but how can other people’s love be decided by himself? One day he doesn’t like me, and he doesn’t like me anymore, he can take back everything he has given me, and make it anew I have nothing. People, you can only rely on yourself forever, and if you can earn it yourself, don't worry about others being unreliable."

Song Youning glanced at him, said nothing, and looked back lightly.

His slender fingers stroked the inner front, and he adjusted his coat slowly: "Yes, what I hate the most in my life is the person who hugs me wishfully, who can't even resist the temptation of the skin, and who keeps saying that he will give everything for me."

His voice was extremely cold: "Love in the world is simply vulgar and ridiculous."

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

As a cannon fodder who knew in advance that you were going to talk about several unforgettable and vigorous love affairs, I really don't know how to evaluate it.

Song Youning: "Do you want me to take you back?"

Jiang Yanqiu was very moved and rejected him.

Forget about a lonely and widowed man having a tryst in the back of the mountain late at night, but if someone bumps into Senior Brother Song and sends him back to the dormitory, it really is not too long!

After saying goodbye to Song Youning, Jiang Yanqiu took advantage of the moonlight and went back to Zhuxiang Garden from the back mountain alone.

Everything is silent, only the breeze, the bright moon and the singing of cicadas.

Jiang Yanqiu was in a good mood as she twirled the rope of the storage bag.

In his previous life, he often had to work overtime until this point. When he walked out of the headquarters gate, he looked up at the moonlight, but he was not in a hurry to go home.

No one at home is waiting for him, and there is not a single light in this huge city for him.

Going back at this point, Xie Qingyan said that Chu Wanqing and the others would probably be huddled in his dormitory, bickering and playing cards and making up homework, while talking about why they came back so late.

Why don't you go around to the kitchenette later and bring them some supper?

He thought wildly.

The tall trees with lush branches swayed slightly, and the leaves made a soft rustling sound.

Jiang Yanqiu stood still.

There is still only a faint moonlight covering the dark silhouettes of trees, and there is no wind or movement.

"Which Your Excellency is it, squatting here to watch over me in the middle of the night? It's really touching."

He looked relaxed, but his tone was cold, staring at the dark shadow behind the tree shadow without blinking. !

Chapter $1 The moon is bright and the stars are rare.

Except for the sound of his own soft and slow breathing, there was silence all around.

As if everything just now was just his illusion.

He remained calm, his hand was already on the hilt of Feng Ming's sword.

In the next second, a blue, black, purple, and swollen hideous face that looked like a dead body suddenly appeared, so close that it almost touched his face!

"Wow wow wow wow!"

Jiang Yanqiu's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart stopped beating for a second in fright.

Then, with a figure like lightning, he suddenly pulled out Feng Ming, and struck the man hard in the face!

Ding!

--wrong!

Because of the reaction force of the sword, Jiang Yanqiu took a few steps back with an extremely dignified expression.

what happened.

The touch under the sword was extremely hard, as if what was being cut was not the soft human skin, but some kind of hard rock.

——But that person didn't have any spiritual power flowing around him, so he was clearly a mortal!

It was a burly man with a height of nearly 1.9 meters. He was wearing a simple cloth blouse, and the cloth shoes were even stained with mud. He seemed to be just an ordinary farmer that could be seen everywhere in the fields.

But his muscles swelled and swelled, almost tearing his clothes, his skin was horribly blue-black, his swollen face was even more purple, and ominous black blood flowed from the bulging veins.

He opened his mouth and let out a frenzied roar, his overlong black and yellow teeth pierced the corners of his mouth, his red eyes stared at Jiang Yanqiu, and he let out a "huh huh huh" panting, as if what was standing in front of him tasty.

Jiang Yanqiu was in doubt.

How could mortals trespass in the Kunlun Sect?

Besides... is this still human?

The villager seemed to be unintelligible, and he turned a deaf ear to Jiang Yanqiu's surprise and questioning, like a beast without reason, but somewhere the fabric bulged in an abnormal and strange arc, and his eyes gleamed with greed and covetousness. The corners of his grinning mouth were so excited that he couldn't help drooling.

Jiang Yanqiu's eyes were cold.

Who is it that went to such great lengths to prepare such a "big gift" for him? !

Considering that the other party is most likely to be an ordinary mortal being controlled, Jiang Yanqiu still had some scruples and did not kill him directly. In fact, the village man was so powerful and his skin was as hard as iron. If he wanted to subdue him immediately, he would have to It's not that easy.

Fortunately, the other party has such a big body frame, no martial arts and spiritual power, and his movements are not very flexible. If he trips lightly, he will fall into a ball first.

Not long after, the monster was knocked back and fell down on the grass. Jiang Yanqiu was about to knock him out with a sword hilt, but suddenly his hands and feet became numb, and he half-kneeled on the ground, and the Fengming in his hand suddenly fell. on the ground.

As if the strength of his whole body was drained for a moment, his eyes turned black and then white, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but his limbs and bones seemed to be filled with a ball of unknown fire, rushing straight to the top of the sky.

He wanted to make a formula, but his hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't use any spiritual power.

Jiang Yanqiu bit the back of his teeth tightly, bit his lip hard, and forced himself to stay awake, his mouth was instantly filled with a strong smell of iron rust.

"It really was that time...!" At

this moment, he finally figured out why Cheng Guang and Fan Yi, who had always been at odds with him when he was in the back mountain, suddenly turned around and came over to talk with a smile!

Jiang Yanqiu was too lazy to talk to him, but the two of them didn't seem to understand the wink, and clung to him like a dog's skin plaster.

Fan Yi was chewing some kind of elixir, smelling like fish, and while Jiang Yanqiu was turning around, he suddenly walked up to him and exhaled a few puffs of white smoke.

The distance was too close, and before Jiang Yanqiu could hold his breath, he caught off guard and took a breath.

——Then he punched Fan Yi in the face, until one of his eyes was black.

Jiang Yanqiu guessed that they must have ghosts in their hearts, and they had good intentions.

It turned out to be waiting here!

His vision was blurred, and he was burned so that his eyes were full of red and black and distorted pictures.

The monster made an excited "huh chi" sound, and crawled towards him with hands and feet. Jiang Yanqiu could almost smell the rancid smell in his mouth.

He pinched his tiger's jaw fiercely, and he didn't notice the blood dripping down the wound on the grass.

Then, with all the strength in his body, he took out a elixir from the storage bag, and pressed it hard into the bloody mouth that was already close at hand!

Gudong.

With a reflexive swallowing, the pill slid down the villager's esophagus.

Jiang Yanqiu's cold sweat also ran down his forehead.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Finally, the villager slowed down like a machine whose buttons had been turned off.

has an effect!

Jiang Yanqiu heaved a sigh of relief.

When Fan Yi blew that puff of smoke on him, he instinctively noticed something was wrong.

Although he didn't know what tricks they wanted to do, Jiang Yanqiu cautiously held back.

—he left some tracer incense powder on their clothes.

This powder complemented the pill he had just given to the monster. After taking the pill, he could sense the approximate location of the person wearing the incense.

He was planning to take this pill by himself.

Because he was worried about Fan Yi and the others, he planned to follow them secretly when he was free, to see what tricks they were trying to pull off.

Unexpectedly, by mistake, it turned the situation around at this time and played a big role!

The monster turned its stiff neck.

It seemed that more than one target had appeared, and his brain that had stopped functioning was a little puzzled.

.At this time... I can only gamble.

Bet on that one-in-one chance.

Jiang Yanqiu's hands and feet were weak, his eyes were dark, but he didn't dare to move.

At this time, the test is the patience of both parties.

I do not know how long it has been.

Under Jiang Yanqiu's tense gaze, the monster slowly turned its neck.

As if he hadn't seen such a big living person like Jiang Yanqiu, he walked into the dense forest step by step with stiff steps.

- Bet right!

Jiang Yanqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

He was right.

Fan Yi and the others are pills that they chew directly! Compared with him who only took a puff of smoke, the concentration must be much higher!

In addition, with the tracer incense, if it is because of the puff of smoke during the day that he was locked by the monster, the monster must have given up on him at a certain rate and went to look for Cheng Guang and the others instead!

Hearing the sound of his heavy footsteps fading away, Jiang Yanqiu let out a long sigh of relief, as if all the strength in his body suddenly relaxed.

Sweat had already dampened his clothes.

However, Fan Yi and the others still don't know where to ambush.

The remaining rationality told him that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

He leaned on Feng ming to stand up, stumbled and walked hard on the back hill.

.The night was pitch black, only the humming of cicadas and insects.

My hands and feet were weak, my vision was blurred, and it was too dark to see my way.

Several times, Jiang Yanqiu tripped over rocks and roots and fell hard to the ground. After a while, the clothes were full of dust.

He gritted his teeth and got up again and again.

——It’s not the right time to lie down!

However, he was completely lost in the back mountain. He stopped and walked, not knowing where he was.

All of a sudden, he felt a faint light in front of him, and the two sides were no longer weeds that could tear through his ankles and robes, but rather well-proportioned, very rare spiritual herbs and spiritual plants for calming the nerves.

Strangely, his burning brain turned around twice with difficulty.

……what happened? Snowing?

—It wasn't snowing.

But this mountain peak is covered with cold snow and frost everywhere.

Suddenly, a cold pool appeared in front of his eyes, reflecting the moonlight, the ripples on the water surface were slightly rippling, shimmering shimmeringly under the moonlight.

Jiang Yanqiu's eyes lit up.

He was so hot that his throat was smoky, and he took off his outer robe without knowing it, leaving only a layer of inner clothing, and plunged into the cold pool.

The comfortable cold air and water waves enveloped him, as if returning to the mother's body was reassuring.

Jiang Yanqiu curled himself up, his brows stretched.

The surface of the water suddenly splashed with a huge splash.

Jiang Yanqiu looked at it in confusion, not knowing what happened.

The next second, he was strangled by someone and pressed hard against the edge of the pool.

"Who are you?"

. It was a very good-looking man.

The facial features were meticulously carved as if by a godsman, and the eyebrows and side face sharply outlined an indifferent and majestic arc.

But the most shocking thing is his temperament.

Like the sharp blade frost on the top of a snow mountain.

That's the aura of someone who has been in the top position for a long time, imitating the natural world.

Just like a high-ranking god, just looking at you like an ant, makes people want to prostrate on the ground, trembling, unable to lift their heads under the mighty and majestic coercion.

Don't dare to look directly at him, and even make people ignore his appearance.

Jiang Yanqiu looked at him with difficulty.

The face that was supposed to be impeccably handsome, indifferent and ascetic, was slightly distorted for some reason, and there was a hint of evil.

But this sense of evil did not damage his handsomeness in the slightest, on the contrary revealed a wanton arrogance.

At this moment, Jiang Yanqiu's neck was tightly strangled by an arm that was as white as jade and as hard as steel. Jiang Yanqiu's back was pressed against the smooth pebbles on the edge of the cold pool. The oxygen was gradually squeezed out of his lungs, and his eyes turned black. Instinct made him struggle involuntarily.

"It's easy to talk! Let me go first..."

No matter how hard he scratched, he couldn't shake the opponent's arm. Jiang Yanqiu tried his best to open his eyes wide. Under the stimulation of dying and the cold, he finally regained some sense of reason.

……This is where? The forbidden area in the back mountain?

But isn't there a ban here, no one is allowed to come and go at will? !

"I, I am a disciple of the Kunlun Sect. Let go of me first, and I can show you my badge!" I don't know

which word touched the other party. Tan, choked on cold water.

He coughed violently, but he didn't dare to procrastinate. He was afraid that the boss would be in a bad mood and squeezed to death like a watermelon. Enduring the pain of choking on water and the discomfort, he was going to go to the shore to find his waist card in the messed up robe .

Unexpectedly, as soon as he climbed up the bank with his back to the boss, he sank to the bottom of the water with a "wow" under a strong force.

Jiang Yanqiu:?

Are you a fucking dog? !

"——cough, cough, cough!" He coughed violently, and the double pain of lack of oxygen and choking water stimulated him to burst into tears.

In the blurred vision with tears, a face came up.

Even when he was so close that the tips of his noses almost met each other, the man's face was not flawless. The long eyelashes are stained with dew, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the thin lips are tightly pressed.

Seems to be in great pain.

No reason, but some kind of bestiality, indifferent and cruel.

It was the look in the eyes of the prey.

Jiang Yanqiu's pupils reflected the figure of the other party who continued to approach.

Pupils dilated slightly.

That could hardly be called a kiss.

Facing the violent bite of the prey, he licked heavily the oozing blood, and pierced the wound viciously with his fangs.

Jiang Yanqiu hissed in pain.

...Grass really belongs to the dog!

He didn't know where the strength came from, but he broke free from the restraint and pushed the opponent away.

A wisp of blood that could not be swallowed in the future meandered down the corner of the other's lips.

Under the moonlight, there was a somewhat decadent and evil feeling of inhumanity.

The man who was so strong that he could crush his bones was still pushed away by him, standing motionless in the pool water, his wet and loose black hair covered his expression.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

If you don't run now, when will you wait.

Jiang Yanqiu didn't care whether the other party had a sudden conscience attack or not. He used all his strength to climb up to the bank, because the pebbles were too smooth and he almost slipped and fell off.

Ignoring the pain in his ankle, Jiang Yanqiu bit his lip, and almost climbed to the shore!

"Wow!"

There was a huge splash of water.

When he was pulled down for the first time, Jiang Yanqiu was so angry that he wanted to scold his father.

There is no end! Are you a water ghost? You!

Forced to sink to the bottom of the pool, the full moon swayed above the water into golden light, and all sounds seemed to disappear.

His view was blocked.

The man's pupils... turned golden.

In this silent night, under the silent surface of the water, the golden pupils are so strange that they are not human.

This time licking his blood was much slower, with a hint of caution, like a beggar who had been hungry for many years, and it was the first time he tasted the delicacies cooked by top chefs, and he cherished them very much.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

In the face of absolute power, resistance seems futile.

Just when he thought that he was not killed by Fan Yi and the others, but was about to die at the hands of an inexplicable person because of a ridiculous reason such as lack of oxygen, the other party finally let him go.

The long-lost and precious air.

Jiang Yanqiu breathed greedily, coughed uncontrollably because of choking, and shed physiological tears uncontrollably.

The opponent squatted down.

Under Jiang Yanqiu's horrified eyes, he grabbed his injured hand, half-closed his golden pupils, and continued to suck the blood that overflowed from his previously damaged tiger's mouth.

Jiang Yanqiu's body was covered with dirt and dust due to his previous crawling and rolling in the dense forest.

The other party didn't care.

... This is how many years I have been hungry, and I am really not picky at all...

Although the wound is painful and itchy, but the person who knows the current affairs is a hero.

Drink as much as you want, Jiang Yanqiu doesn't dare to move.

It's a pity that the wound was not that big, and it has gradually begun to heal.

The opponent poked with his fangs unwillingly, but couldn't squeeze out more blood.

His eyes were disappointed, he let go of his hand, and stared straight at Jiang Yanqiu.

The surging and yearning aroma was almost so strong that it would overflow through the snow-white neck.

He raised his hand.

Jiang Yanqiu was startled, and subconsciously closed her eyes.

However, the man snorted, as if he had been hit hard.

Jiang Yanqiu narrowed his eyes, but saw the opponent's palm slapping his chest, leaving a terrifying blue palm print.

...It is the strength that can beat Jiang Yanqiu to death.

Jiang Yanqiu:!

Pupil earthquake.

Blood spilled from the corner of his lips—his own this time.

He said coldly, "Get out of here before I regret it."

Huh? There is such a good thing?

Self-mutilation to let him go?

Without saying a word, Jiang Yanqiu fled ashore without stopping.

behind him.

With a "boom", the man fell straight down.

There was no movement for a long time.

...wouldn't just die like this?

The pace is getting slower and slower.

Do you want to just leave like this?

In Jiang Yanqiu's mind, heaven and man were at war, and the two voices fought each other from left to right.

"Hey! What are you thinking! Don't run away and wait to die!" "

But fleeing to other people's territory without authorization is half-life." "

What if I go crazy again and start eating people?!

" You let go and beat yourself to death with a palm, and it counts as half your life."

He stopped hesitantly.

There was still no movement behind him.

Jiang Yanqiu gritted his teeth.

Turn around and stride back to the pool!

He felt that he must be out of his mind.

In order to prevent himself from regretting, he strenuously helped the man to the edge of the pool, gritted his teeth and used Feng Ming to cut a small gash on his wrist.

Blood dripped.

Worried about the waste, he hastily opened the corner of the person's mouth and dripped blood into it.

He whispered: "Drink it before I regret it."

"Yan Qiu, are you better?"

Jiang Chengtao pushed open the door, Xie Qingyan still brought today's class notes.

Chu Wanqing babbled: "Really, how long did you stay in the back mountain last night? Why did you catch the wind and cold? By the way, Feng Zhenren said that you and Brother Song's group saw the most grass and fell ill today. I won't record your absence from work, and I will keep the Ningyuan Pill for you, so you can pick it up anytime you need it."

Jiang Yanqiu poked out half of her face from under the quilt in pain.

"What's the matter, why is your face so pale?" Xie Qingyan frowned and knelt down beside his bed, trying to feel his pulse.

Jiang Yanqiu was afraid that he would see the wound on his wrist, so he quickly hid it under the quilt: "Cough, today is much better, don't worry." But Xie Qingyan was stunned for a while, looking at his retracted hand,

gently With a "hmm".

God knows how he came back yesterday (:3_ヽ)_After feeding a few mouthfuls of blood to the mysterious man suspected of being a vampire in the back mountain, he was afraid that the man would go crazy again, so seeing that his face had almost recovered, he hurriedly stopped the bleeding from the wound , stumbling back up.

Yesterday, Jiang Yanqiu almost shed tears of emotion after seeing the sun again and again after being in danger and narrowly escaped death.

Jiang Yanqiu's eyes were dead: "Take it as being bitten by a dog."

Chu Wanqing was puzzled: "Bite by a dog? Where did the dog come from in the back mountain?"

"... vicious dog, don't ask."

Fortunately, Chu Wanqing also I didn't pay much attention to it, and excitedly mentioned another matter.

"By the way, Senior Brother Song asked about you this morning. He was quite surprised to see that you didn't come. He asked if you were tired yesterday. Would you like him to come and have a look?" Chu Wanqing said excitedly: " Okay, you have a banquet, Senior Brother Song is very welcome, it is said that the senior brother chasing him can spare Wendaofeng! What happened to you and Senior Brother Song last night? He even took the initiative to care about you!" Ahhh

.

Jiang Yanqiu: "...It's nothing, maybe someone else is fine."

The hero actually asked him about it? This isn't a beaver, Song Youning probably didn't know what his surname was in his previous life.

Not to mention asking for leave, even if he was dying of illness, the hero would not ask any more questions.

Could it be... that he saw the weakness, and the male lead has murderous intentions in his heart!

Jiang Yanqiu was terrified, determined to stay out of the Shura field, and kept his mouth shut about what happened yesterday.

Seeing the thin underwear and delicate collarbone of the beautiful senior brother, it doesn't exist at all.

No matter how much Chu Wanqing asked gossipingly with bright eyes, he just pretended not to know.

"Cut, I'm just curious." Chu Wanqing resentfully said, "Although I'm on Senior Brother Han's side, don't you think Senior Brother Song is also good! Even though you avoid Senior Brother Han, he has been persistently posting it. This is very cute, but a cold beauty like Senior Brother Song is also great!"

"Pfft——" Jiang Yanqiu spit out the tea and coughed earth-shatteringly. He looked at the cute round-faced girl in horror as if he was looking at a monster: "What are you talking about! You can't mean me and senior brother!" Chu Wanqing dragged her face and smiled ripplingly: "Ah,

no I'm sorry, I read some new story books recently, and I feel like I've explored some new and unknown fields."

... The new field is a thread! There won't be any BL scripts in the world of cultivating immortals!

Xie Qingyan, who had been silently at the side just now, said softly: "Okay, don't make up Yanqiu, it scares him. In my opinion, Brother Han just likes to play tricks on Yanqiu, and Brother Song probably just because of being with Yanqiu is doing the task in the same group, out of politeness, I may have cared for my junior brother."

Jiang Yanqiu nodded in agreement, see, this is what a normal person should think!

Chu Wanqing looked "What do you guys know about the joy of knocking on CP", she didn't take it seriously, and said, "Okay, Yanqiu, you concentrate on healing your injuries, I brought you all the notes, Xie Qingyan, and we will come see you tomorrow." However

, Before she finished speaking, an extremely majestic spiritual force swept over, and the bamboo leaves outside the house were shaken off one after another, and the withered bamboo leaves covered the ground in an instant.

An extremely angry female voice sounded: "How dare you hurt my Fan clan, where is Jiang Yanqiu! Get out!" Xie Qingyan's face changed instantly, subconsciously

protecting Jiang Yanqiu behind him, and quickly exchanged A look: "Who?".

Jiang Yanqiu closed the lid of the cup: "It's okay, you should have come to see me."

Xie Qingyan frowned, his usual calm brows and eyes were a little gloomy: "It's not good, you are obviously sick and lying in bed, this What do you want me to do?"

Jiang Yanqiu showed a playful smile.

Who else?

Laughing, it seems that he guessed right yesterday.

"It's okay, come and seek revenge on me, I'll go and tell her."

He got up and walked outside, and in the middle of the air, a woman in a luxurious dress and robe was standing in the air, with arrogant eyebrows and eyes, and an angry expression: "It's you Hurt my nephew, Fan Yi, so that he can't even get out of bed now?!"

Jiang Yanqiu bowed his hands and asked, "Senior, is Fan Yi's elder? Come and seek revenge for him?" "

You!" The woman Extremely angry: "Little boy, how dare you speak such wild words! Do you know who I am!"

Chu Wanqing's face was not very good-looking, and she whispered: "Lingnan Fan, Fan Yi's aunt, Zangshu Fengfeng Master Fan Yunying, this old woman is the most protective." She was a little worried: "The seniors that the Jiang family is talking about in Kunlun are either in retreat or traveling in the clouds, Yanqiu, you have to be careful." In Zhuxiang Garden,

no The young disciples were sneaking around to watch the excitement.

The disciples of those aristocratic families who had quarreled with him all gloated. Although they didn't know what happened, they offended the master of Zangshu Peak, and Jiang Yanqiu was a good fruit to eat.

Naturally, there are also those who are sweating for him, such as the commoner disciple who was protected by Jiang Yanqiu in covert form in Zangshu Pavilion before, such as the delicate-looking girl sitting on his left in class.

She looked worriedly at Fan Yunying, who was not far away in a swaying red dress, and then at Jiang Yanqiu, who seemed to be overwhelmed by the wind and cold, as if she pushed open the door and wanted to go out.

But he was held back by his friend in the next room, and silently shook his head.

The friend lip-synced and said silently: "What are you doing here? Their families are all in the same group. If we ordinary people get involved, a few lives are not enough to lose. Think about it, we came to Kunlun No matter how much hardship you have put in, there is no point in angering the master of the peak for this matter."

She remained silent, lowering her hand to push the door.

On the other side, I don’t know if it’s because of the Phoenix’s blood, but Jiang Yanqiu was not overwhelmed by the coercion of cultivator Xuanguang, and said calmly and politely: “Senior, if you want to use your cultivation and name to suppress me, a junior, how can I still blame you? Is yours right? It’s just that Zhuxiangyuan is the residence of new disciples, and Kunlun’s clan regulations clearly stipulate that no one is allowed to trespass, and monks above Xuanguang need to be ordered by the master to enter.” He smiled innocently : "I don't know you real man, can you give us a handbook to see?"

"——You!"

Sure enough, he was right, Fan Yunying knew that her junior's ass was blooming, so she came to Xingshi to ask the teacher.

To be honest, if he was Fan Yunying, knowing that his junior had done such a stupid thing, he would be the first to beat up Fan Yizhi until his parents didn't know him.

It can only be said that there are as many unworthy descendants as there are ancestors.

After living for so many years, Fan Yunying was so bumped into by a junior that she couldn't get off the stage. She gritted her teeth angrily, "My grand-nephew Fan Yi was framed by you, his ass is bleeding profusely, and he is still unconscious! I can't do anything about you! If you want a handbook, okay, I'll invite the head master right now to see what you have to say!"

. With his low level of cultivation in the Qi refining stage, he has been crowned the head of Taiqing Peak. He is estimated to be the number one person in Kunlun.

Jiang Yanqiu thought happily.

The real person in charge of the sect has many opportunities, so it is naturally impossible for Fan Yunying to invite him to Zhuxiang Garden, so what would that look like.

On the main hall, sat a refined and easy-going middle-aged male cultivator.

He is obviously the master of the Kunlun sect who has aspired to the top of the cultivation world, but he is dressed as a Confucian scholar, more than amiable, but not majestic.

But everyone knows that this is just an appearance.

The head of the sect, Li Songru, is in his early 300s, and has already reached the early stage of transformation into a god. Looking at the entire cultivation world, he has few opponents.

The way he cultivates is the way of Confucianism and benevolence. He looks gentle and kind, but his majestic spiritual power is not vegetarian.

The leader sighed: "

Chapter 21 (2)

They are just children in the Qi refining period, am I trying to solve a case, or am I playing house with you? Yunying, they forget it, why are you so ignorant? "

Fan Yunying's face was embarrassing, and she still said: "Really, Jiang's kid is really hateful!" You are so vicious at such a young age, what will happen in the future! Fan Yi's poor child, when he was discovered, there was blood between his buttocks, and he is still unconscious on the bed, in the future... I don't know if it will be cured. If I didn't seek justice, how could I have the face to see my elder brother and that poor nephew!

"The real head, Jiang Yanqiu, this vicious Lizi, must not be let go! " "In the main hall, a middle-aged man in a cloud robe with wide sleeves stared at Jiang Yanqiu with a pale face. If his eyes could kill, Jiang Yanqiu would have died more than a dozen times. Beside him

, A flowery female cultivator was already crying, she was kept from falling to the ground thanks to the support of the man next to her: "Guang'er, my Guang'er! It's my mother, I'm sorry for you! If you have any troubles, you can't be humane anymore, how should you live as a mother, what about the incense of the Cheng family! "

. Earlier, Fan Yi and Cheng Guang were like-minded. After discussing, they decided to prescribe medicine to Jiang Yanqiu. Fan Yi hesitated: "

Brother Cheng Guang, can this secret medicine of yours really work? "

"Don't worry," Cheng Guang said, "We have sold our house for many years, and we have agreed on the used ones. The price on the black market is this amount." "He made a gesture that Fan Yi couldn't help but smack his tongue.

"After smelling this medicine, even a mortal who has no strength to restrain a chicken can instantly become extremely powerful, with a red face, and stay for three days and three nights." I don't feel tired, not to mention mortals, some monks still come to buy it, and there is nothing wrong with using it. There were also people who were so fierce overnight that they killed the prostitute in the brothel. Cheng

Guang looked smug, as if such a thing was such an honor

. Turn people into scumbags who just want to fuck. "

Fan Yi was fascinated after hearing this, thinking of Jiang Yanqiu's face, no matter whether he told him to fuck off coldly or told him to fuck off with a smile, it was extremely alluring. He couldn't help but feel turbulent, and almost raised his head below

.

He swallowed his saliva: "That's good, when the time comes, take advantage of his orders and act according to the plan."

So that night, after Jiang Yanqiu used the tracer incense to lure the villagers away, only the low-level village with sex desires remained. Husband turned around to find Fan Yi and Cheng Guang who had also chewed pills during the day and smoked more white smoke.

It's only to blame that these two people squatted to Jiang Yanqiu in order to get close to Jiang Yanqiu, and they were squatting in the grass and waiting less than a hundred meters away.

——was caught straight away.

It is said that when they were discovered, the powerful villager held the two of them with one hand.

None of them could escape, and both of them had two streams of blood flowing, which was horrible.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

There are so many tricks.

Cheng Shi couldn't bear the grief: "Master, although my Cheng family is not a wealthy and famous family, I have such a son when I am over a hundred years old, and I have tried everything possible to send him to Kunlun. I don't expect him to be successful in his studies, at least he is safe. Unexpectedly, this scorpion is so cruel, and I, the Cheng family, have only one seedling. If I can't pass on the incense, I am ashamed of my ancestors!" The head of the family had a toothache expression, but he had to appease

this The grief-stricken Patriarch of the Cheng family: "I understand, but this matter is really strange, and there must be some misunderstanding. The person involved is also here, Jiang Yanqiu, do you have anything to say?" Fan Yunying quickly interjected:

" Head, what is there to justify! Drag him down and beat him up, everything!"

Jiang Yanqiu said neither humble nor overbearing: "I understand your unrequited feelings, but forgive me."

He sneered: "You The son's current situation is completely self-inflicted. If they didn't want to harm others, they wouldn't have ended up in today's situation. Perhaps being inhumane is his best blessing." "Husband, you see, he is still cursing our son

! "The beautiful lady leaned in her husband's arms and cried into tears.

Cheng Shi roared: "Zhuzi! How dare you argue!"

Before he could speak, Jiang Yanqiu said: "That day, Cheng Guang came up to me with malicious intentions and spit white smoke at me. Everyone present can testify to this. And at night, I I was blocked by a mortal who shouldn't be in Kunlun at all. Just at this time, the effect of the medicine took effect, and I was almost caught by him. How about it, Master Cheng, the effect of this medicine and the symptoms of that person's attack, do they sound familiar? Huh?"

The beautiful woman hiccupped and suddenly fell silent like a mute.

Cheng Shi looked at him, his face still ashen, but his tone was very calm: "So what? Isn't this medicine just Wangyou Pill? My Cheng family has been doing some small business for generations, so what can I do? Wangyou Pill is in circulation in the market Shen Guang, just by opening your mouth, can you be wronged that you took it from my house?"

Jiang Yanqiu chuckled: "You have already said that, Patriarch, what can I say, of course anyone with money can buy it. But how to explain the puff of smoke that Cheng Guang and Fan Yi blew at me during the day? Brother Song can see clearly from the side, so I can't force him to do this, right?" Cheng Shi immediately turned his head to look at Fan

Yun Ying, the master of Zangshu Peak was furiously watched by him: "Look at what I am doing! Even if Fan Yi blew that cigarette at you, so what? Yes? I don't admit it, what kind of evidence is this! And that Song Youning, is what he said reliable? Who knows if he will favor you because of his personal relationship!" He turned his head to look at Jiang Yanqiu, and said slowly: "

Indeed , this bit of evidence can't convince us. The real master is above, and Kunlun is the most impartial. If my son does anything good or bad, I want you to pay for his life!" Jiang Yanqiu: "Okay, then put the

name Let’s call the village man.” “

Call him over and ask, who drugged him, and who knocked him out and smuggled him into Kunlun, isn’t the answer obvious?” He said so confidently

, Fan Yunying, who was originally arrogant, immediately became a little confused.

Could it be... what this kid said is true?

But Fan Yi was the child she watched and grew up, such a kind child, he would not even be willing to kill a chicken, how could he do something like mutilate his fellow disciples.

Cheng Shi's eyes were also a little suspicious.

To mutilate fellow disciples... is a felony.

Even if Cheng Guang was beaten to death on the spot, he would not be wronged.

He clenched his fists, determined to use his face, the face of Cheng's tribute to Kunlun every year, to cut through the mess quickly, let the head sell his favor, and send this little disciple away.

Just as he was about to speak, the drowsy head master who had been sitting in the high position suddenly woke up: "Yan Qiu's words make sense, then send someone to invite that village man up." Patriarch Cheng hated him so

much The teeth are about to be crushed.

The little boy serving at the side of the real master head bowed his head, and walked past the Cheng couple with sullen expressions and a slight hesitation with his hands in his pockets.

Ever since the beautiful woman entered the main hall and met the real master, she either cried or yelled at Sang Sang and scolded Huai Huai, as if she must have an explanation from Kunlun. But seeing that someone was looking for evidence, she stopped crying hesitantly, and exchanged a look with her husband.

The head sect looked at the master of Cangshu Peak and sighed, but his eyes were full of disappointment: "You were a half-old girl when you entered the sect, and once you were bullied by your senior and came to Taiqing Peak Crying under your feet. I took out that old black turtle to tease you, and you still swore to me that you would never be a bad person like a senior who bullies others based on his cultivation and family background. Now, for that The incompetent junior is domineering, and you are trying to torture the younger generation."

His words were too cruel, and Fan Yunying knelt down all of a sudden: "Master, Yunying dare not! But—" She bit her lip, as if she was the same girl from back then. The little girl who was so wronged that she cried.

She couldn't speak.

The face and dignity of the aristocratic family, like the roots deeply rooted in the soil, have been flowing in the blood of their generations since ancient times.

She really didn't know what role her nephew played in this farce?

But her elder brother, for the sake of her concubine younger sister, willingly gave up his place in Kunlun, and spent his whole life managing the family business; her nephew was seriously injured in the battle to seal the demon, and now he is like a disabled person.

Fan Yi's child had no father since he was a child, he had a lot of affairs, and he was the leader of Kunlun, so it was impossible for him to pay too much attention to this grandnephew, which made him spoiled by his family.

But this child is only a little older and can always be disciplined well. Even if she made a mistake, how could she have the heart to scold her when she looked at that face that looked like her brother?

She, Fan Yunying, worked so hard to cultivate, wasn't it just to become a master and protect her family?

Suddenly, she seemed to see the young and helpless self back then.

A girl in her teens, a little girl from Fan's unfavored concubine, protects herself like a hedgehog with the courage to fear nothing.

Even so, there were those senior brothers who coveted her beauty and molested her by virtue of their cultivation and family.

Fan Yunying repelled them and escaped fiercely with serious injuries, and accidentally lost his way to the main peak of Kunlun, at the foot of Taiqing Peak where the heads of generations lived.

Li Songru had just taken over as the head of the family, and was so busy that he still took out an old black turtle used for divination to coax the child. He also told her that no matter if they were disciples from aristocratic families or ordinary disciples, there are good and bad in the group. When she grows up in the future, of course she doesn't have to be such a hateful person.

It turns out...it's been so long.

Fan Yunying was stunned and said nothing, but Cheng Shi's face was ugly.

How could he not be able to tell that the real sect master is secretly running on him.

What did you say to bully others by relying on their cultivation and family background? It was obvious that they were scolding the Cheng family for bullying others!

Cheng Shi almost crushed his back teeth.

Why! Their Cheng family has been respectful and respectful over the years, and how much money they have given to Xianshan for Kunlun's protection! That kid is just an illegitimate son of a concubine from the Jiang family, a bastard with no father or mother since he was a child, why should the head protect him like this!

Hmph, if the head of the sect insists on calming down the matter today, then it's not his fault that he played tricks on that kid in private.

"Real man!" The little boy who had just gone out to declare people hurriedly ran back with a solemn expression: "The villager died suddenly just now!"!

Chapter 23

Sudden death? !

Jiang Yanqiu was taken aback.

so will this happen?

He was still alive and well last night, and it would not be a problem to overthrow two big men.

Just at this time, he died suddenly?

Fan Yunying was still immersed in her own world, but Patriarch Cheng felt ecstasy welling up in her heart.

God help me too!

Now that the testimonials have been destroyed, if Cheng Guang really provoked it on his own initiative, what evidence can prove it?

He couldn't hide the pride between his brows and eyes, and sneered: "Young Master Jiang, you don't want to say that we voluntarily destroyed the evidence, do you? But how can you prove that you didn't make all the arrangements, and you have already done it after we caught you?" Are you going to kill someone to silence me?"

The beautiful woman rolled her eyes, and immediately fell to the ground crying, "Guang'er, my precious Guang'er! How can someone from the same sect be so vicious and want to kill you for this!"

"I want you to pay for my son's life!"

Patriarch Cheng couldn't help but draw out the sword from his waist.

Although he has been exhausted by wine and lust all these years, he still has the cultivation base of the peak of condensed essence.

He actually wanted to kill Jiang Yanqiu by relying on his cultivation before the head of the sect was released!

Jian Guang broke through the sound of the wind, and swept the spiritual power full of murderous intent. In an instant, the world outside the blade turned into a phantom, and Jiang Yanqiu's pupils shrank at the critical moment.

He could sense the trend of the sword wind and spiritual power, but he was imprisoned by his frail body and cultivation, so he could only watch and have no time to dodge.

Ding——like the sound of gold and jade hitting each other.

Jiang Yanqiu tremblingly opened his eyes.

The snow-white blade hovered three inches in front of his forehead, but it seemed to be still, motionless.

In the next second, a majestic spiritual power as violent as an abyss and as mighty as the universe swept across the entire hall.

Master Cheng flew out and hit the pillar hard. After being in the air for a few seconds, he fell down like a bird with its wings pulled out, motionless and lifeless.

Jiang Yanqiu knew where the sound of gold and jade clashing just now came from.

The sword that almost killed him, from the blade, turned into powder inch by inch.

The real master stood up and looked behind Jiang Yanqiu in surprise.

Jiang Yanqiu turned her head.

On the high steps of the main hall, a handsome and clean man who looked like a god looked down at them, like an indifferent and majestic god looking down on ants. He raised his finger, facing Cheng Shi's direction.

In the face of absolute cultivation, he doesn't even need to draw a sword.

Just releasing the sword intent can turn Cheng's ancestral sword into fly ash in an instant.

The only monk in the world who is in the realm of Chengxu, and the only monk in the realm of comprehension who is titled "Zun", is the first person below the Dao of Heaven.

Sword Master Yu Hanchao.

The beautiful woman watched helplessly as her husband was swept into the sky like a fallen leaf, and fell to the ground without knowing his life or death, but she didn't dare to let out even a single cry.

Because she knew that killing herself by the person in front of her would probably be no more difficult than trampling an ant to death.

Li Songru was surprised: "Uncle Yu, why did you leave the customs?"

Jiang Yanqiu stood at the bottom, facing Jianzun from a distance.

Men are undoubtedly good-looking.

Detached from the vulgar, Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, it is good-looking that people will agree with regardless of their aesthetics.

Different from Song Youning's coldness and Wang Xiangjun's arrogance, he is the sharpest point on the sword's edge, the pines and frost that are difficult to climb on the top of the snow mountain.

Jiang Yanqiu just looked at him dully.

Surnamed Yu. A senior uncle who can be the head of the sect. The cultivation base can kill Cheng Shi with one finger.

Then there is obviously only one truth.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, don't tell me this is Sword Master!

Yu Han looked down at the crowd with no expression on his face: "In the time I've been in seclusion, Kunlun has fallen to this point. Can anyone show off their might in Taiqing Peak?"

The distraught Fan Yunying finally came to his senses and looked at the man in shock.

Is this the world of comprehension going to be turned upside down?

Such a trivial matter, which is not considered a sesame seed, actually shocked Jian Zun and his old man?

The beautiful woman was so overwhelmed by his spiritual power that she couldn't lift her head, she was shivering on the ground. Yu Hanchao waved his hand, and Cheng Shi, who was lying motionless on the side, was forced to suspend in mid-air, knelt heavily, and coughed out a mouthful of blood in pain.

Yu Hanchao: "Tell me, what's going on."

No one in the world knows the reputation of Sword Master. Unexpectedly, his actions were so domineering that he didn't give him any chance to argue.

Cheng Shi's viscera seemed to be twisted with a knife, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he gritted his teeth and said, "Hui Jianzun, this Kunlun disciple and my son Cheng Guangnai entered the academy at the same year, and there was some kind of quarrel between the two of them, but he is so vicious. An innocent mortal and two of his fellow disciples who had a feud with him both used a secret medicine that was only circulated on the black market, and designed them... a brutal thing happened. My poor son was seriously injured and is still unconscious on the bed. That innocent mortal died because of it! Master Sword, no matter how much you defend yourself, you can't waste human life!" "I see."

Cheng

Guang burst into ecstasy.

Could it be... did you hide it from that person! ?

Yu Hanchao looked at Jiang Yanqiu: "It turns out that you were drugged that night."

Jiang Yanqiu: "...?"

He looked at Cheng Shi lying on the ground, still expressionless: "Since there is no truth in your mouth , It's useless to keep you—" Yu Hanchao's tone was flat, as if he was talking about today's weather.

"Then let's search for the soul."

Without mentioning the person involved, even Li Songru was a little surprised: "Searching for the soul of a living person... Uncle, is there something wrong?"

Cheng Shi looked like he was going crazy, his eyes were red: "Sword My lord! Everything I said is true! Are you being too arbitrary in this move! Searching for souls...is killing people!" "

Who said that I want to search for your soul?"

Not his soul?

Could it be... Guang'er? !

The son may have made a mistake in a moment of infatuation, but how could he be subjected to the torture of soul searching!

The primordial spirit suffers the cry of being separated from life and life, and if he does not die, he will become a fool!

He knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy, his forehead banged on the empty ground, bleeding profusely: "Jianzun! Please take back your life! Guang'er is still a child, and he will be useless in the future!" Jiang

Yan Qiu was also shocked.

In the final analysis, this matter was framed and murdered by a group of people in the Qi refining period, and they made small troubles, so even the head of the sect would not be alarmed.

As for even Sword Master intervening! Or is there some potential conspiracy that he doesn't know about! Great turmoil that endangers the situation in the comprehension world!

"Bring over the villager's corpse." Yu Hanchao said, "I'll search for it myself." It was mentioned in the previous

teaching of the soul search technique for them that the search for souls can only be the souls of living people.

The soul is intact, the fire is strong, and the living person suffers from the great pain of being torn apart from the body, which is the best search. Once the soul dies, the primordial spirit will instantly weaken, dry up and disappear, unless the primordial spirit can leave the body for a short period of time after death without dissipating, which is absolutely impossible for mortals. It was gone.

The villager's body was carried into the main hall. His skin was blue and purple, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were opened wide as if he was dying. It was terrifying to look at.

When Fan Yi and the others were found in the early morning, he was not dead, but was forcibly separated by a group of extremely horrified Kunlun disciples. It's just that the origin of this villager is unknown, and he has no mind and infinite strength. He can only howl with his red eyes. The people had no choice but to tie him up with hemp rope and throw him into the woodshed.

Unexpectedly, when the boy under the head of the real person went to interrogate him, the man had lost his breath and died of exhaustion.

But a big guy is a big guy.

Searching for the soul of the dead is a fantasy for ordinary monks.

And Yu Hanchao, the number one person under the Dao of Heaven, said this.

The majestic spiritual power gathered in the palm of his hand, and it seemed that the space could be distorted for a moment, and the corners of the robe moved automatically without wind, and were blown to make a sound.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, a ray of soul that was so transparent that it was about to disappear slowly floated above the corpse.

It can really be done!

Yu Hanchao asked directly: "What happened last night, why?"

The village man's eyes were empty, his expression blank: "Two well-dressed young men...seem to be children from a rich family...one is strong and the other is thin... They said they wanted me to help with something...they would reward me with ten qian qian...they drove me blindfolded for a long time...it seemed like they were going up a mountain...they fed me a brown pill...then Just... nothing..."

He stopped abruptly when he said this, like a puppet with a broken string, expressionless and silent.

Unspeakable horror.

Yu Hanchao waved his hand, and the memories in his mind rose up like light smoke.

In the picture, Fan Yi and Cheng Guang are sneaking around and exchanging malicious smiles. They hid the strong man who had taken the secret medicine but hadn't activated it behind the bushes and trees, and then the two squatted not far away, quietly waiting for the night to fall, and Jiang Yanqiu passed by here.

All the truth came to light.

There is no possibility of sophistry.

The beautiful woman saw Cheng Guang, who was terrified in the villager's memory, and the first-person memory fragment of their "drug effect onset", and immediately screamed and passed out.

Cheng Shi's head drooped weakly, as if he had aged fifty years in an instant.

The evidence is clear and unmistakable.

Everything originates from them.

It was Cheng Guang himself who harbored malice towards Jiang Yanqiu, he was the one who planned all this, and it was he who stole chickens and failed to make money, and tasted the bad results.

His voice was dry, he was seriously injured and his mind was shaken by the severe blow, and his whole person was ashamed, and he couldn't tell that he had just come to Kunlun with a menacing look.

"Jianzun, the master...it's me, Cheng, who has no way to discipline... Please let the real person forgive him this time for the sake of the dog's young age and innocence... We will definitely be strict when we bring him back to Cheng's house." Add discipline."

A farce, even Jiang Yanqiu himself, who has experienced several twists and turns, can't help but sigh.

He secretly turned his head to look at Yu Hanchao, feeling a little delicate.

Originally thought that the two were cleared...

unexpectedly, he was finally saved by Lord Jianzun.

Yu Hanchao suddenly turned his head, unbiased, and met his gaze all at once.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

He puffed out his mouth guiltyly, pretending to have a sudden strong interest in the moiré pattern on his sleeve.

Seeing him avoiding his eyes, Yu Han flashed his eyes.

Without Jiang Yanqiu's knowledge, she unabashedly lingered on his thin lips and white and beautiful neck for a few seconds, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.

He looked at Cheng Shi as if he were looking at a dead person: "Where do you think Kunlun is? You can come and go whenever you want."

Cheng Shi's face was pale.

In the meantime, Yu Hanchao took out an extremely familiar brown pill: "This medicine must have flowed out from the Cheng family. Relying on this utterly unconscionable thing can make a lot of money." His tone was extremely cold: "It is so powerful that it can make

people Ordinary people can suppress two monks in the Qi refining stage, and still make people die suddenly from exhaustion, in a strange way?" "

Pass my order, Kunlun will thoroughly investigate this matter on your behalf."

Cheng Guang and Fan Yi now Completely famous in Kunlun.

Without him, it's just the situation that day... It's really appalling.

The Kunlun disciples who found something wrong went to the back mountain to check the situation. They stared dumbfounded at the grove that had been crushed by their fierce fighting.

The head of the Cheng family came arrogantly and angrily. One was stupefied with fright, and the other was seriously injured and unconscious. The monks from the Kunlun Criminal Hall almost mobilized all their forces and took control of Cheng's mansion overnight.

Kunlun is the head of the Immortal Sect, and he has the responsibility of being in charge of the righteous way. Although he and the family are still friendly on weekdays, according to insiders, this case is not trivial, and it may even be related to the demons.

As for Cheng Guang and Fan Yi, they murdered their fellow disciples first, the evidence was conclusive, and they were still in a coma, so they were immediately driven out of Xianshan.

The master of Zangshu Peak, who has always been protective of his weaknesses, changed his previous bravado and claimed to retreat. Even though the Lingnan Fan family came to the door crying and begging his aunt to make decisions, he would not come out behind closed doors.

Chu Wanqing chewed the broad beans until they were crunchy, her face beaming with joy: "I was so angry that I was strangled to death! Yanqiu, you scared us to death when you were taken away by that old hag. This time, it just happened to be the end of Jian Zun's retreat, otherwise he would really be bullied by those dogs."

Jiang Chengtao used to say three words to encourage students, but this time he showed a very appreciative and reverent look: "That's natural, Jian Master Zun was famous in the world of comprehension for his unparalleled "One Sword of Frost" when he was young. In a single thought, the monsters in the three hundred miles of the northern border were frozen into frost. Not only that, Master Sword is also the only one in the world who has fully mastered it. The sword master who has learned the Kunlun swordsmanship, and the 'Long River Sunset' we learned are all swordsmanships that are suitable for all kinds of people after the master swordsman improves." He chattered and praised the master swordsman for his great mastery, only to find that the other three were silently watching look at

yourself.

Jiang Chengtao got stuck: "...Jianzun's heroic deeds, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it in three days and three nights."

Chu Wanqing was speechless: "I didn't realize that you are Jianzun." She poked Jiang Yanqiu excitedly , There was gossip in his eyes: "Why did the sword master suddenly go out? How did he save you? Did he tell you anything?" Jiang Yanqiu took a sip of tea calmly: "Jianzun's

thoughts How would I know, maybe he is in a good mood?"

——As long as he didn't kill people because of what happened that night, he thought guiltily.

When he put down the teacup, he accidentally pulled the wound on his wrist, causing him to "hiss" in pain.

Xie Qingyan immediately grabbed his wrist and checked it without any explanation. Jiang Yanqiu was taken aback. Seeing him sticking so close, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but Xie Qingyan gave him a serious look.

The eyes were half reproachful, half hurt, and the downcast corners of the eyes were like a gentle and harmless puppy, wet and unbearable to refuse.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

He had no choice but to let him remove the gauze and examine the wound carefully.

The cultivator's physical injuries recovered quickly. Only two days had passed, and the cut on his wrist was almost healed, leaving only a flesh-pink red mark.

Xie Qingyan fetched the turquoise wound medicine, carefully dipped the ointment in one hand, and smeared it on the red marks.

There was a tingle in the coolness, and it took Jiang Yanqiu a lot of effort to hold back his hand.

Under the candlelight, Xie Qingyan lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, staring at his hands intently, the candlelight illuminated his delicate and pale profile.

"Okay." Xie Qingyan smiled and raised his head to look at him, obviously just applied a medicine for him, as if he had done something that made him very happy.

It's so coaxing, huh.

Looking at the ghost scholar, Jiang Yanqiu almost shed tears of relief like an old father.

The cub has grown into a very healthy, caring and friendly fellow boy.

Jiang Yanqiu: "Thank you very much, Xie Qingyan."

Xie Qingyan shook his head, his eyes were clear and deep, as if reflecting a crescent moon hiding at the bottom of the pool, which he dared not hope for.

He said softly: "You don't need to thank you for such a small matter. You are my savior. For you, I can do anything." Jiang Yanqiu: Good boy, then you promise to be a father and stop being a

villain what?

Jiang Chengtao wanted to explain the 3,000-word topic of "The Sword Master Guarding the Realm of Comprehension in Those Years", but Chu Wanqing quickly covered his mouth with his eyes and hands.

Jiang Chengtao: "?"

Chu Wanqing lip-synced to him: "Anyway, don't interrupt now! Don't you think our heads are shiny!" Jiang Chengtao: "???" Because Fan Yi and

Cheng

Guangren were still seriously injured and fell into a coma He was carried down the mountain overnight, and Jiang Yanqiu went to Wenwen Peak the next morning, just missing the last time he saw them.

It's just that the atmosphere at Wenwen Peak is indescribably weird after the world behind the mountain.

Especially those people who had bullied Xie Qingyan and quarreled with him before, saw him like a mouse seeing a cat, looked at him as if they had seen a ghost, and wanted to walk close to the corner.

But compared to the earth-shattering event of Jian Zun's exit, these are nothing.

Who is that Yu Hanchao?

A big man who can affect the turmoil of the comprehension world by stomping his feet!

In the early years, when he was born with a long sword out of nowhere, I don't know how many people he stunned and how many sword masters made him crazy. It even made Kunlun, who was only slightly better than a rocket, sit firmly on the throne of the first fairy mountain.

——"One statue, three sects and five surnames", the name of Sword Master, but it is at the top.

The news of his serious injury and retreat was not only a major blow to Kunlun, but also countless disciples and casual cultivators. Naturally, there were also those who had different thoughts in their hearts and felt that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I can't wait for Yu Hanchao to lose his temper and fail in retreat, and just die.

The news of Jian Zun's exit spread like wildfire, and the Kunlun disciples could not wait to throw their swords to celebrate each other, and the air was filled with joy. Now I can finally feel proud, and I can give those people a good slap in the face!

Therefore, when they learned that the first thing Jian Zun did after leaving the customs was to stand up for a young disciple and severely punish the evil Cheng Shi, all the brothers, sisters and uncles almost dropped their jaws in shock.

——What is the origin of this person? Isn't he just an unknown illegitimate child of the Jiang family?

How much face does this have to do to let Jian Zun and his old man support him? !

Mere junior, so terrifying!

Of course, there are other magical styles as well.

A female classmate who was harassed by Cheng Guang blushed and handed him the notes from the two-day class: "Student Jiang really helped me a lot. Without you, I really don't know what I would do.

" The burly male classmate patted him on the shoulder, and said boldly: "Haha, I'm also a fan of Sword Master! Lord Sword Master is the most jealous of evil. His willingness to speak for you shows that you must be a good person too!"

Jiang Yanqiu, who had been issued many good person cards for no reason: "..." Okay

.

The atmosphere around him was harmonious, but someone couldn't read the air, and cursed at him in the crowd: "It's just a coincidence! This man has a vicious look, and he is very sinister at first glance! Brother Cheng and the others are not going to kill him." Forget it, this face must have deceived Sword Master!"

This person is Cheng Guang's younger brother, who is angrily defending his eldest brother.

He felt wronged.

Obviously the elder brother has been harmed so badly, and these villains who are ungrateful for profit, don't they just want to see that he has the support of the sword master! She even leaned in to curry favor with that Jiang Yanqiu!

He was the only one fighting alone, and at the same time he felt aggrieved, he spontaneously felt a tragic sense of "everyone is drunk and I am sober", occupying the moral high ground.

Jiang Yanqiu: "?"

Hello? ... Foxy?

Are you talking about me bro?

He was overwhelmed by lightning.

No matter how weak he looks, he is still cannon fodder! The dignity of the cannon fodder is inviolable!

"It's really lively, Xiao Yanqiu." The man in the moon-white cloud-patterned robe came gracefully, attracting the surrounding female students and a small number of male students to cover their chests.

"It's Senior Brother Han!"

Han Shaoqing smiled and looked at the disciple who was fighting for Cheng Guang just now: "Ah, I remember you, are you the junior who often plays with that junior brother named Cheng?" That disciple saw Han

Shaoqing She actually remembered herself, blushing with excitement, thinking that someone finally saw through these hypocrites and stood by her.

"Brother, it's me! My name is..."

But he didn't think about it, Han Shaoqing interrupted him, and said with a smile: "If you hang out with that scumbag junior brother, then you should be too rotten to save. Ah, you don't know Were the two of them expelled from the sect for something? The murder of the fellow sect caused innocent mortals to die miserably, haha, the Cheng family must have been copied by now." The flushed face of the disciple turned pale in an instant

.

Han Shaoqing passed him with a smile, turned to Jiang Yanqiu but sighed, and complained: "Little Yanqiu, when did you hook up with Yu Hanchao behind my back? Is it not enough for you?" Countless gossip-shocked eyes shot at Jiang Yanqiu.

Jiang Yanqiu.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

The gods hook up, the gods are so satisfied, as if we have some dirty PY deal!

Han Shaoqing, like a mournful woman whose husband cheated on her, waved her fan lightly, "Jianzun asked me to pass on a message." "

He is waiting for you at the Sacrificial Sword Peak in the back mountain, and he has something to say to you."

Now everyone looks at Jiang Yan Qiu's eyes are not right.

Looking at the same door who does not show mountains and dews.

It is indeed terrifying!

.Sacrificial Sword Peak is a special existence in Kunlun.

The Kunlun formation was built in the back mountain, which is very important, so most of the area is a forbidden area, and idlers are not allowed to enter, and offenders will be severely punished.

Except for one person.

——Yu Hanchao.

Because of Yu Hanchao's sword intent, his Sacrificial Sword Peak is lingering with a lingering coldness all year round, birds and beasts are cut off, there are few people, and it is icy cold.

Jian Zun is 300 years old this year, according to his cultivation, he is definitely a young and young genius, but he is deserted, he has not even confiscated a single apprentice, and he has not had a second person in the two hundred years since the death of Jianfeng.

The palace sits on the top of the mountain, and it is covered with a layer of ice and snow. The inside is pure white, empty, without any furnishings. It makes people wonder if there is a living person living here, otherwise how can there be any spiritual energy? Neither.

Jiang Yanqiu was shivering from the cold.

Because he found out that he lost his head that night, and by such a coincidence, he got lost on the Sacrificial Sword Peak and saw Master Jianzun taking a bath.

Maomao is terrified.JPG Sword Master is dressed properly at this time, with lacquer-like black hair untied, Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi, like a bright moon and a breeze, a pine crane under the moon, and the way he was blushing and pinching his neck that day is completely different .

Jiang Yanqiu took a sip of tea cautiously.

Jian Zun raised his eyes and looked at him coldly, bearing the coercion of Master Xu Jing all over his body.

Jiang Yanqiu: QAQ speaking, what will happen someday? Why did Yu Hanchao look like he was almost insane?

...Or, did something really go wrong with his cultivation, and he was about to go mad? Does the boss know about this? If Sword Master is also infected by demon energy, is there a second person in the world to stop him? Our Xianmen can really be finished, right? ?

Jiang Yanqiu couldn't help thinking wildly, the more he thought about it, the scarier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and he was so scared that he was trembling with success.

Yu Hanchao paused slightly for the hand holding the tea, then calmly restrained the murderous aura and sword intent around him.

He was silent for a moment, and then said: "That night... sorry, I scared you. Although I can't tell you the reason, but every full moon night, I really have a little difficulty controlling myself." After restraining his energy,

he He looks like an exceptionally ascetic and handsome young man, like a white flower with slender branches and leaves, carelessly swaying in the air, cautiously and properly restraining the scarlet killing intent, carefully hiding the mouthparts of the meat eater, just for the poor and confused The prey fell into the trap.

Sword Master would actually apologize to him?

This kind of big shot who stomps his foot and would shake three times in the world of comprehension actually apologizes to him so seriously. Even if Yu Hanchao really cut his neck off, no one in Kunlun would dare to find fault with him.

——It turns out that Jian Zun is really a polite and kind-hearted person!

Jiang Yanqiu had already breathed a sigh of relief, like a shivering bird judging that the other party would not hurt him, and subconsciously no longer tense in his sitting posture.

"It doesn't matter," he said, "Actually, I'm also to blame for my recklessness. I went up to Sacrificial Sword Peak and even jumped into your pond. If I change someone else, I'm afraid I'll be overwhelmed." Yu Han looked away without a

trace : "No... I want to thank you."

Jiang Yanqiu gave him a puzzled look.

Yu Hanchao said slowly: "That day, I was lucky to have you."

"The little phoenix of the Jiang family."

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

".........?!"

As if struck by lightning, his pupils trembled.

Sword Master, he knows? ! What's going on! The elders agreed to work together to seal him, and it will never be seen if there is no accident! Is the old man reliable or not? Isn't this immediately obvious!

His first reaction was "too bad".

The brain is overloaded, after reacting... Forget it, let him go.

Shrink your neck, wash and sleep.

Sword Master's cultivation base is already the highest in the whole cultivation world, and he drank so much blood that day, the cultivation base of the grandfathers is not as good as his, and it is normal that the seal cannot be concealed.

Besides, no matter what Jian Zun wanted, wouldn't he lie flat and let Jun do it? The other party can turn the sword made of black iron into powder with just a flick of a finger. If you want to kill him, you don't even need to breathe. .

Yu Hanchao saw his listless and dejected appearance, like a little yellow chirp whose hair was all fluffed up, couldn't help but chuckled.

Just like the first snow Xinhua, the rain is clear and the sky is clear.

Jiang Yanqiu was depressed alone, thinking that the sword master was laughing at his stupidity.

Yu Hanchao: "It was my fault that you were frightened that day. If you have any compensation you want, you can just ask for it." "Spiritual Qi Mountain, Spirit Transformation Technique,

Secret Realm Treasure, these are all fine."

The tone was flat as if commenting on today's news . tea.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

? It is said that he hates evil like hatred and is impartial and selfless!

The position of the peak master and the technique of transforming spirits, are they things that can be given away so casually! The casual cultivators and peak masters outside will definitely cry when they hear this!

But Yu Hanchao's expression did not seem to be fake, he was very serious, and he didn't mean to be half joking.

It seemed to make him feel that it could really be done.

As long as he speaks.

Jiang Yanqiu tilted his head and thought for a while: "No need, Sword Master."

"I'm only in the Qi-refinement period, the position of the peak master, and the power of transforming spirits are useless to me. Besides, I didn't do anything, and I feel sorry for receiving such a big favor from you."

Yu Hanchao was silent for a long time.

"It doesn't matter." He said: "These are reserved for you, as long as you want, you can mention them at any time."

The two sat and drank tea relatively silently, and Yu Hanchao asked him some questions about his homework and daily life.

After all, he was several hundred years older than him. Under Yu Hanchao's intentional or unintentional guidance, Jiang Yanqiu's fluffy feathers were unknowingly smoothed.

He completely forgot how Yu Hanchao seriously injured people in Taiqing Peak without changing his face, and the past legends about how he raised his finger and wiped out 100,000 monsters and evil spirits.

Jian Zun not only didn't settle accounts with him, but was unexpectedly gentle and indulgent.

Jiang Yanqiu: Huh huh.

He is a nice guy.

Time passed unknowingly, it was getting late, Jiang Yanqiu reluctantly put down the teacup, and bid farewell to Lord Jianzun.

Yu Hanchao paused slightly with his hand caressing the wall of the cup, and the white jade tea cup vibrated slightly, as if it was about to be crushed into powder in the next second.

Jiang Yanqiu looked over with clear, trusting and unaware eyes.

Yu Hanchao's expression remained unchanged.

The white jade teacup landed on the table steadily and calmly.

Yu Hanchao: "Since you don't need anything and don't want anything, then start tomorrow and die at Jianfeng after school." "

I'll teach you how to use a sword."

Jiang Yanqiu was stunned.

ah? ? ?

Do you still need to make up lessons after school?

Don't do that kind of thing!

Every cell in his body was clamoring for rejection.

Waking up before dawn every morning is already a pain!

Although he did comprehend the first form of the Phoenix swordsmanship on his own at a critical moment, he is really not a swordsman genius!

Yu Hanchao's expression was calm, but he carried an undeniable majesty of a superior.

Outside, how many people are willing to give a thousand pieces of gold, just to ask the sword master to point out a move and a half.

But he is as cold as ice, always walks alone, and never accepts disciples.

Jiang Yanqiu's painful and entangled psychological activities in his heart at this time, if those sword masters knew, they would probably want to poke his forehead with their fingers, and then be angry and heartbroken.

Yu Han glanced at him.

Jiang Yanqiu: QAQ "Okay, okay."

He became a listless chirp again.

How many people are envious and it's too late, I must have picked up a big bargain, woo woo woo.

He thanked the sword master dully as if his soul was out of his body, and then took his leave, and left the Sacrificial Sword Peak with heavy steps.

But he didn't know that behind him, Yu Hanchao's gaze was as real as it was, clinging tightly to his body, until the person disappeared completely, and the strands of sticky spiritual consciousness reluctantly withdrew.

The empty hall.

"Heh, what a sanctimonious hypocrite."

At some point, that face that was always elegant, dignified, and incomparably indifferent became arrogant and perverted, with the corners of his mouth curled up into a mocking smile.

It is obviously the same face and the same facial features, but it seems to be a different person from the inside out, as if the white bouquet is dyed red, and it no longer hides its predatory nature.

"He" sneered, "If I were you, I would never let him go."

"Break off his limbs and wings, cover his frightened eyes, put on shackles and lock him in the most unknown secret place, Don't let him have the slightest possibility of calling for help." "

--Is that what you think? Tsk, I'm so eager, and I still have to pretend to be a decent teacher. It's hard to endure, isn't it?"

The memory of that night was like a brand, burning every second, as if it was about to be imprinted on his soul.

The stumbling little phoenix flew into the territory of the sleeping monster in a panic.

Since then, he has been coveted day and night.

——If outsiders knew about Yu Hanchao's current situation, the entire cultivation world would be horrified.

Sword Master himself is very clear.

That time - probably his limit.

Just a little bit, and he will fall into the abyss beyond redemption.

That little phoenix didn't have eyes, and it flew over at this moment, its frail and trembling feathers were so hot.

It made Yu Hanchao feel alive for the first time.

The blood of the phoenix is ​​the holy medicine for healing, and it is also the most pure and flawless thing in the world. It has the ability to dispel all evil and resentment.

He had given him the chance to escape.

It was Little Phoenix who was soft-hearted, and flew back in a staggered manner, gritting his teeth to feed the demon with blood.

Yu Hanchao quietly felt the heartbeat return to this body.

——If that’s the case, don’t even try to run away.

His voice was like the whisper of a demon: "As long as you give me this body, I will do all these for you, and that little phoenix will belong to you forever and ever." "Get out." He just said

calmly

.

That face returned to its former elegance and indifference.

"You deserve it?"

"Cut, it's really boring." The voice faded away like an ink painting. "I want to see how long you can bear it."

"Don't forget, you have half of the dirty blood like me."

The fire of karma was added to the body.

That was his inherent sin. !

Chapter 24

Wearing the stars and wearing the moon to return, Jiang Yanqiu is like a mourning concubine, and his limbs are like lead, and it is exhausting to move his fingers.

—Of course it was bestowed by Sword Master.

Since that day, Jiang Yanqiu was taken to the Sacrificial Sword Peak every day after class to have a small cooking session.

Yu Hanchao is indeed a very honest person who does what he says.

He said that he wanted to teach Jiang Yanqiu how to practice swordsmanship, even if he lost an hour every day.

Jiang Yanqiu maintained the posture of swinging the sword, too tired to lift his arms.

Just as she was about to put it down quietly, Jian Zun grabbed her wrist with one hand.

Wanting to stick to the cold skin, Jiang Yanqiu shivered, and continued to raise the sword honestly.

Yu Hanchao's saber "Frost" is one of the top ten famous swords in the cultivation world. It is silver and white like shining snow and hiding the moon. It once frozen 100,000 monsters in one breath, full of evil spirit and coolness.

The sword "Fengming" given to him by Jiang Chennian is one of the top ten famous swords along with "Frost Cold".

Frost is worthy of its name, it is as cold as frost, and when Yu Hanchao drew his sword to demonstrate for him, Jiang Yanqiu almost froze.

No wonder Sword Master seldom draws his sword when making a move, usually just moves his fingers.

——Just kidding, let him pull it out a few more times, the Sacrificial Sword Peak will completely turn into a snow mountain!

Feng Mingjian followed its master, just like Jiang Yanqiu. He felt that Frost's sword was too cold. Every time Yu Hanchao gave Jiang Yanqiu the sword, he shivered slightly when he was next to Frost, which was very uncomfortable. willing.

At this time, Frost will silently restrain the cold air around her.

It is older than Feng Ming, like a taciturn elder, quite at a loss in the face of Feng Ming who is buzzing and complaining coquettishly.

Fortunately, Feng Ming is as lively as a child, and when he occasionally senses Frost's loss and loneliness, he will go up to him and take the initiative to stick with him.

Disliked that the peak of Sacrificial Sword Peak was covered with white snow and there was no life at all, Jiang Yanqiu brought a lot of good things from his dormitory.

The same style of bean bag sofa is definitely not used by Jian Zun. It is all Jiang Yanqiu who is tired from practicing swords by himself.

A few decorative plants that look like succulents are of course not as precious and rare as the spiritual plants on Jianzun Peak, but they are more fleshy and cute.

Because it was too cold on the mountain, Jiang Yanqiu even brought a few small and exquisite stoves to warm his hands.

——He has only been here for less than a month, but he has carried out the truth of "what comes is safe" to the end, and he arranges the Sacrificial Sword Peak, which everyone fears, as his own home.

Yu Hanchao closed his move and looked at Jiang Yanqiu who was out of breath: "You are restless. What are you thinking? What can't you understand?

" It's the festival... Ah, you may not be clear, this is a festival that mortals will celebrate. Mortals have a short lifespan, and they don't have the ability to travel thousands of miles with a sword. Family reunion, enjoy the moon together."

"I discussed with a few friends, since everyone can't go back home, we simply get together to celebrate and celebrate it as a holiday." "

So... that..." He cautiously and secretly Looking at Yu Hanchao: "Can I ask for a day off every day?"

Wuwuwu asked, Feng still has a rest every ten days! How can anyone go to extracurricular tutoring classes all year round!

mid-autumn festival.

Yu Hanchao paused and remained silent.

Jiang Yanqiu was afraid that his bad performance would make Master Jian angry, so he hurriedly said, "Just every day! I promise to come to Sacrificial Sword Peak on time every day in the future! Hang your head on the beam and stab your buttocks to practice your sword!" After a long time, Yu Hanchao nodded slightly

.

His eyebrows are like finely drawn ink: "Yes, it is human nature to want to reunite with people close to us." Jiang Yanqiu was overjoyed, like a bird that had stolen rice grain, complacent about a full meal, the corners of his eyes and

brows It was a smile, but he didn't know that it was a trap of the master's family, so he waited for him to be cooked and fattened so that he could be cooked.

Yu Hanchao's eyes were introverted, like a trapped beast that had been hungry for tens of thousands of years. The huge beast sniffed at a ball of chubby little fat that was not as big as its own claws, and looked at him greedily and without trace. Fat Chirp, who was so plump, didn't notice it, thinking that the other party was just a little bigger and kind-hearted person, shaking his fluffy feathers.

Until Jiang Yanqiu walked down the mountain lightly and left, he still stood silent, as if reminiscing.

"Oh, why, regret not detaining him? Tsk tsk, knowing that I am not in the category of his close people, I am so angry that I want to grit my teeth?

" Unhappy idol.

Only "he", his loathsome half body, knows his distorted jealousy under the pretense of superiority.

He chuckled.

"Where are you so good? What you think and think has nothing to do with me, but you can't control your body, you can only be like a mouse in the gutter. I can get along with him every day, skin to skin, how about you? He can't even say a word."

This was the first time, he retorted at the sub-personality in the inner that was completely opposite to him.

Call it a pleasure.

The secondary personality was completely sinister and twisted, and he was so angry that he wished he could annihilate the primary personality immediately and replace it with it.

"Okay, you have the guts, you really know how to piss me off."

"I want to see how long you can endure maintaining this sanctimonious appearance."

Yue Lang Qinghui.

There is a hint of coolness in the early autumn, and the Zhuxiang Garden is still as warm as spring under the operation of Kunlun's mountain protection array.

Under the night, a secluded and elegant bamboo house is brightly lit and very lively. Xie Qingyan had a healthy blush on his gentle and elegant face, and asked: "Yanqiu, the house is not hot, why are

there so many ice cubes?"

It was full of ice cubes, giving off a cool feeling.

Jiang Yanqiu mysteriously brought up a copper stove that was wide at the top and small at the bottom, shaped like a crock pot, and said solemnly: "The side stove has an atmosphere only in winter!" The pot was steaming and divided into two halves

. One red and one white, quite a philosophical conception of yin and yang. The soup base has an attractive color. The top-quality beef is cut into thin slices with clear texture, rinsed in the boiling thick white soup, and covered with sesame sauce, green onion, millet and spicy seasoning. It is so fragrant that people squint Eye.

Chu Wanqing rinsed a piece of crispy hairy belly, and was instantly overwhelmed by the rich taste, her eyes widened in surprise: "What a good thing this is! It's so delicious! I'm willing to spend my whole life not eating for it!" This

world Hot pot, a delicacy that conquers everyone's tastes from south to north, has not yet become popular in the world. Jiang Yanqiu's skill in mixing pot bottoms and dipping sauces is a must. It not only increases the deliciousness, but also helps the practice not to get angry.

After a few mouthfuls, even Jiang Chengtao, who was skeptical at first and wanted to persuade them not to give in to their lust for words, couldn't help but gorge themselves, couldn't stop eating, and was so hot that he gasped.

Xie Qingyan looked at Wen Ruo, his fighting power was not inferior to them at all, and while eating, he helped Jiang Yanqiu with snowflake-thin slices of meat, he could be called a good villain of twenty-four filial piety.

Now they understood Jiang Yanqiu's original intention to put an ice basin in the house.

It seems... It really has more atmosphere!

Mid-Autumn Festival...

Looking at the bright moon hanging high in the sky through the window lattice, Jiang Yanqiu couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival the year before last, he spent it with the girls like Xiao Quexian in Yuxian Building, and even made mooncakes for everyone.

Going forward... Uh, I won’t mention that old bastard Xiao Wudu. He fell in love with Bai Muqing and reconciled after killing each other. In order to vent his anger on Bai Muqing, he threw him into a cold pond without doing anything, causing him to choke on the water and catch a cold. , rested for more than a week.

As for the memory of the previous life, it has been so long that it seems to be covered with a veil, hazy.

It's been so long.

"Ah, where did the kitten come from! So cute!"

Chu Wanqing heard something scratching the door, opened the door and saw it was a snow-white kitten!

She stared for a moment and wanted to hug it, but the cat paced lightly, avoiding her hand even with its tail. It reservedly "meowed" twice, accurately locked Jiang Yanqiu in a group of people, jumped up lightly, and lay on Jiang Yanqiu's lap without moving.

Chu Wanqing: "?"

Jiang Yanqiu: "!"

He was instantly sunk!

This is a snow-white long-haired cat with soft hair and no trace of variegation. The blue eyes seem to reflect the glass of the sky and the surface of the lake, deep and enchanting.

So cute!

Jiang Yanqiu's heart was about to melt, and he couldn't put it down and carefully touched the cat's meat pad. Not only did the cat not resist, but innocently and calmly opened the round cat's eyes, and let him touch the soft long hair on the belly.

Chu Wanqing was out of shape with jealousy: "This is unfair! Why do you like small animals so much!"

Jiang Yanqiu thought, is a phoenix a bird... it should be counted...well, it is also an auspicious beast...

before the Spirit Beast Pavilion The senior sister who entrusted him to temporarily feed the clouded leopard had a little accident. Now she has no sect, so she can only ask Jiang Yanqiu to continue to help raise the clouded leopard.

At this time, the clouded leopard, who was eating and drinking, saw that the human he liked was captured by another white four-legged beast. Not only did he kiss and hug him, but he also pinched his flesh pad, stood up instantly, and bared his teeth.

Chu Wanqing's scars came and went quickly: "Huh? Isn't Leopard jealous?" The

white cat lying on Jiang Yanqiu's lap glanced at Yunbao with blue eyes, neither salty nor indifferent.

As if sensing the extremely dangerous world, the clouded leopard, which was more than a dozen times its size, suddenly froze, its pupils were full of panic, it whimpered with its tail between its legs, and slowly lay down.

Jiang Yanqiu patted the white cat's tail lightly: "You little thing is fierce, is it the Lord's spiritual pet?" The cat's long-haired and fluffy tail wrapped around his wrist, and it opened its eyes innocently.

With blue eyes, she let out a soft "meow".

Jiang Yanqiu buried himself in the cat's belly in an instant: "Okay! Go to Wendao Peak and post a cat hunting notice every day! If no one claims it, you will be mine!" The cat who was sucked by him suddenly became stiff, and the feather

duster The same big tail stood up straight, as if it had been greatly stimulated.

Chu Wanqing looked enviously, and suddenly thought of something and said, "Speaking of which, have you heard the news? The Nanlan Secret Realm seems to be opening." "Nan Lan Secret Realm?

"

It’s a secret realm that can stay, it’s opened every five years, and only disciples whose cultivation base is limited to Condensation Yuan and below can enter, and every year all major sects will send their disciples to experience it, and we estimate that we will be able to catch up in the second half of the year.” This is the legendary opening.

copy!

Jiang Yanqiu was a little excited to be a high school student at Wenwen Peak every day. Does this mean that he won't have to report at Sacrificial Sword Peak for a while!

Chu Wanqing sighed: "However, we are still refining qi now, and we were abused by brothers and sisters at the Yuan Condensation Realm when we entered." Jiang Chengtao, the only one present at the Yuan Condensation Realm, said, "So, I proposed to urge you to practice

, You are still lazy all day long."

Xie Qingyan pondered and thought: "I might be able to break through to the Yuan Condensation Realm next month." Sure enough,

he is a genius villain, Jiang Yanqiu rubbed his chin: "I should be there soon."

With the blessing of Jian Zun's Xiao Zao and his phoenix blood, his progress is also very fast.

Chu Wanqing screamed: "I can't be the only one who is still refining Qi after five years!"

The heat was steaming, and the boys and girls laughed together.

It seems that the years are long, such carefree days are long and will never end.

Last year, this year, and the Ming Dynasty.

To Jiang Yanqiu's surprise, an unexpected person approached him.

It turned out to be Chu Ci Senior Brother Chu.

It's been a long time since Chu Ci was carrying his epee, and he still had that gentle and amiable appearance, but there was a little more melancholy on his face, but more of a sense of relief.

"Junior brother Jiang, I have greeted my master and I am going to travel in the mortal world for a period of time. This time, I am here to say goodbye to you." Jiang Yanqiu was very surprised: "Ah? Is it so unexpected?" The last time I

saw

Chu The resignation was because he was troubled by Song Youning's love and frowning.

Afterwards, the two never met again, and they don't know if Senior Brother Chu confessed his love, or if he succeeded.

Chu Ci smiled and said: "I told him that he was open, and Junior Brother Song rejected me."

Jiang Yanqiu: "...ah."

Although he expected this result, he still mourned for Senior Brother Chu for three seconds.

Chu Ci is very open-minded: "But these days, I have also thought about it a lot. Maybe my feelings for Song Daoyou are just a long-standing obsession, not a lifelong love with him. After coming to Kunlun at the age of fourteen, I have nothing but Quests rarely go down the mountain, so it's time to go out and take a look. Maybe, I will find the answer during the journey."

Jiang Yanqiu couldn't help feeling a little complicated.

In the original book, Senior Brother Chu exhausted his cultivation for the sake of the male lead, and left alone in despair, wandering the rivers and lakes.

This time his fate was completely different, and he actually made the same choice.

Does this count as changing the ending?

The only thing that made him feel relieved was that this time Chu Ci had some kind of cultivation base, and he was not forced to leave alone, but traveled down the mountain on his own initiative.

He finally expressed his heart to Song Youning, so that he would not regret it for the rest of his life.

Chu Ci said: "Brother, I am actually very grateful for what you said to me that day. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would still torture myself. But brother is too poor, and there is nothing good for you. This is my polishing. Give the mithril left over from the first epee to you, Junior Brother."

Jiang Yanqiu took it, and said solemnly: "Senior Brother, take care."

Chu Ci waved at him chicly: "No need to give it away, see you again if you are destined It's over,

Junior Brother." Jiang Yanqiu looked at his back.

Such is life.

People come and go, some pass by in a hurry, some stop.

Encounters and separations are common.

Well, the world is so big, see you soon.

——Volume 1 End——!

Chapter 25

Jiang Yanqiu often has a dream recently.

In the dream, he was a little plump, short-legged and round, with short golden-red feathers, not much taller than a pen holder, and his chubby body couldn't even be carried by his young and immature wings.

He drinks Xianlu mountain spring every day, eats flat peach spirit fruit, and sleeps on the towering sycamore tree when he is sleepy.

He just lived a happy and carefree life with Chirp, and he didn't know what day and night it was.

Just when he thought that such fairy days would last forever, the unexpected guest made his feathers quiver in fright.

It was a black snake that was thicker than his whole bird.

The pitch-black scales shone with a cold luster, and the scarlet eyes, hissing snake letters, approached him soundlessly.

Jiang Yanqiu: Don't come here QAQ!

The snake rushed towards him with lightning speed, wrapping the whole bird round and round until there was no gap, blocking all possibilities of escape and calling for help.

Jiang Feijiu was miserable, crying and crying, thinking that he was going to die in Shekou.

—and then he woke up.

Jiang Yanqiu looked at the big white cat on his chest with a dark face.

I don't know what this cat eats. It looks slim and fluffy, but it is like a heavy weight, dead and heavy. Jiang Yanqiu can exercise a thin layer of muscle on his arm just by holding it every day.

But it doesn't know its own weight at all, and it plays coquettishly and screams every day as if nothing has happened, and sneaks into Jiang Yanqiu's arms whenever it gets a chance.

Cat hunting notices have been posted under the peaks for a month, except for a group of colleagues who were seduced by cat portraits and came to Zhuxiangyuan for a lot of money, no owner came to claim it.

Jiang Yanqiu was ecstatic in his heart, and has since become a cat owner, named "Xuetuan".

As his dream cat, Xue Tuan is simply the most perfect kitten in the world. He is as solemn as a cold fairy in front of outsiders and refuses to touch his fur, but he is like a three-month-old kitten in front of Jiang Yanqiu. The milk cat has to be kissed and licked every day, as if there is a cat's skin hunger.

Except for being a little too heavy, and being too jealous, he doesn't allow other small animals to get close to him, it's perfect.

Cloud Leopard was frightened for some reason, and howled with its tail between its legs, and was picked up by the helpless Senior Sister of the Spirit Beast Pavilion. The reward for the clouded leopard cub was originally agreed, but because Xuetuan was too jealous, he let it go and converted it into spirit beads and gave it to him.

Jiang Yanqiu took big classes during the day, went to Jianjian Peak after school to practice swords with Jianzun, and came back at night to pet the cat. After a day, he was so tired that he couldn't lift his arms. It was really a sweet worry.

Fortunately, under the super-intensive exercise, his physical fitness has indeed improved a lot, unlike when Xiao Wudu had just had his blood drained, he was so weak that he couldn't even lift a bucket.

Other than that, there is one strange thing.

Xuetuan didn't know if he hadn't passed his appetite yet, and he always liked to gnaw on things and grind his teeth.

——I can’t do anything else, it has to be Jiang Yanqiu’s neck or fingers. Although the kitten's fangs wouldn't do much harm to the monks, Jiang Yanqiu woke up several times in the morning after sleeping in the same bed with Xue Tuan, with red marks on his neck where the fangs were bitten. Because he possessed the blood of the phoenix, he healed far faster than ordinary people, and when he looked in the mirror in the morning, he could only see wounds that were about to heal.

For this reason, he made a lot of cat toys for Xuetuan, such as balls of wool, cat scratching boards, etc., but they were useless. Xuetuan licked his paws gracefully without even looking at them, so Jiang Yanqiu had to put them away angrily.

This is the price you should pay for sleeping in the same bed with a kitten!

. Back Mountain, Death Sword Peak.

Frost and Fengming collided, two ancient ten famous swords collided, layers of spiritual power surged, and the snow on the dead branches fell to the ground.

It's just that after careful observation, you will find that Frost seems to be mighty and turbulent, but in fact it has restrained most of its awe-inspiring murderous intentions, and it is just feeding moves.

Feng Ming had the upper hand for the first time, the sword buzzed with excitement, and the blade trembled triumphantly, like a fledgling flaunting its feathers.

Frost has always been unprincipled towards him, and the ancient and clumsy sword reveals a rare intimacy. While feeding and teaching moves, he also wants to make him practice happily. I'm afraid he didn't put so much effort into suppressing the 100,000 demons in the northern border.

Suddenly, the sword in Jiang Yanqiu's hand stopped.

Yu Hanchao immediately withdrew his sword, his face was always restrained and restrained, because his eyes were tightly glued to the person in front of him, there was a bit of human-like desire for no reason.

Jiang Yanqiu only felt that he had entered a mysterious and mysterious realm.

All the surrounding scenery is empty, and everything in the world seems to be turned into countless tiny particles. These particles are of different colors, shining shimmeringly, not only constitute the basic composition of things, but also flow freely in space and time.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his thoughts were emptied, like an endless and infinite net, being pulled to the extreme.

As a result, countless lively particles swam towards him. When they came into contact with the particles that constituted "him", they seemed to enter the sea like a mud cow, and instantly turned into a dazzling and grand white light, flowing into the meridians, limbs, lungs, and dantian. It accumulated more and more, and finally turned into a surging golden torrent, starting from the dantian, flowing through his meridians.

The thin meridians are pulled, extended, stretched, and widened infinitely, and the thin wounds appear because they cannot support the too turbulent torrent, and are quickly filled and repaired by more particles.

The phoenix blood flowing in his veins turned pure golden red, and those particles trembled with excitement, as if the phoenix blood was some peerless beauty, scrambling to stick to it, until it turned into a fluorescent sticky gold.

This process was so comfortable that Jiang Yanqiu couldn't help squinting slightly.

Finally, when the golden color was compressed to the extreme, it seemed to be condensed into a solid state, and a golden-red round ball appeared in his inner palace, as if he could mobilize countless spiritual powers just by turning his thoughts. .

He opened his eyes suddenly, and his pupils even turned golden for a moment. Coupled with his bejeweled facial features, there was a hint of bewitching beauty.

The condensed element has been completed.

When Jiang Yanqiu regained consciousness, he found that he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and the sword master who was above ten thousand people... was actually

protecting him!

He stared round his eyes, thus ignoring the strange emotion that flashed across Yu Hanchao's eyes that were always as indifferent as snow.

Practice swords until you are generally self-contained! I was caught off guard and ignored Jian Zun until the sunset and the moon rose! He also troubled his old man to protect him for a few hours! Young birthday!

Jiang Yanqiu was terrified, just about to apologize, when Yu Han said indifferently: "The essence is condensed, not bad."

...Huh?

Jiang Yanqiu used his spiritual sense to talk to the inner mansion.

Sure enough, a round, plump, round and lovely inner alchemy appeared out of thin air.

Could it be...

I'm really the legendary hero of the upgrade class! Hidden genius of cultivating immortals!

Eighteen-year-old Ning Yuan, there may be many people in the entire cultivation world.

But it was only less than half a year ago that he set foot on the fairy road and refined Qi by himself.

Jiang Yanqiu was a little flustered, and asked happily: "Jianzun, how long did it take you to condense the Yuan?" Yu Hanchao: "Refine

Qi in one day, and condense Yuan in one month

."

Guy also rode a rocket in his childhood.

I am unworthy, so farewell.

He thought he was hiding it, and secretly looked at Yu Hanchao's perfect profile with sharp lines and no flaws.

It is said that Master Jian Zun was not born in any family, but an orphan picked up by the old head.

At that time, Yu Han was sallow and emaciated, dressed in ragged clothes. He was fighting a beggar who was ten years older than him for a piece of moldy pancake.

The old master lamented his pitiful life experience, and saw that his roots seemed to be a good seedling for sword practice, so he decided to take him back to Kunlun.

So he refined Qi in one day and condensed Yuan in one month.

Even before he could read all the words, he had already learned to hold a sword.

He is as powerful as a broken bamboo, unstoppable, like a sword that breaks through the sky in an instant and shakes the eternal night, the sword is unparalleled, cold and sharp, and it has caused a sensation in the entire cultivation world with the momentum of tearing apart the thunder.

It also allowed Kunlun to completely leave all the sects far away, and suddenly became a giant of immortality and a mountain of thousands of mountains.

At the age of less than three hundred years, he broke through Xuanguang, Fulong, Huashen, and Chengxu without hindrance. The famous sword Frost shook the world, and also shattered a hundred thousand evil spirits. .

He seems to have become a symbol, a synonym for invincibility, invincibility, and incomparable strength in everyone's hearts.

Sword Master.

Sword Master Yu Hanchao.

... At this moment, this symbol pronoun is teaching him the most basic sword skills, and he has been put into a dove for at least a few hours by himself, and then he has set up an enchantment that can resist the invasion of the Kunlun Sect. Dharma protector.

Jiang Yanqiu: I can't be the illegitimate son of Master Jian who lives outside, right? Otherwise, how could he be so nice to me (:3_ヽ)_Actually, Jiang Yanqiu had such doubts when Jian Zun said that he would teach him how to practice swords by himself, but Jian Zun is notorious for not seeing women, don’t Speaking of girl, this Jianjian Peak can't even find a female bird. Judging by his temperament and cultivation, there is a high probability that he won't do the kind of thing that makes him have an illegitimate child overnight.

What's more, he has Phoenix blood! Unless it was a woman from the Jiang family, how could Sword Master give birth to a little phoenix if he was a big living person.

Jiang Yanqiu can only explain this because he has the blood of the phoenix, which ignites the domineering aura, and even Jian Zun looks at him differently (:3_ヽ)_Thinking of this, Jiang Yanqiu let out an "ah", Looking around in his storage bag, he found a beautifully made small silk handkerchief.

"Master Jianzun, this is a thank you gift from me!"

The little silk handkerchief opened, and inside was a piece of brown and white square cake wrapped in hard oil paper. The brown layer is grainy like granulated sugar, while the white part is dense and thick like cheese, with fine powder sprinkled on top, which looks extra sweet and attractive.

But Yu Hanchao thought to himself, so he was half an hour late today to do this.

Thinking of this, his Gujing Wubo's heart seemed to be scratched by thousands of feathers, tens of thousands of silk threads were tightly entangled, and his Dao heart, which could not be shaken by a hundred thousand monsters, seemed to be slightly moved.

Jiang Yanqiu carefully unwrapped the package, showed it to him as if offering a treasure, and said proudly, "Master Jianzun, this is a snack from my hometown. Eat."

Well, it has caused a lot of ling beans and ling milk to the brothers and sisters (:3_ヽ)_Although Jiang Yanqiu is very painful and wants to show bad after-school tutoring every day, he doesn't really know what to do He didn't know that everything Jian Zun gave him was unique in the world and could not be exchanged for a thousand pieces of gold.

It's not a master, but it's ten thousand times more gracious than a master.

So he has been thinking about being filial and filial to Lord Jianzun for a long time, but he just suffers from not knowing what to give.

In terms of wealth, Yu Hanchao might not even look down on him if he took out all the storage bags; in terms of prestige, there is probably no second person in the cultivation world who is more famous than Jianzun; Even Fengming is useless to him.

He seems to be lacking in everything, and he has already stood at the top of the cultivation world.

Jiang Yanqiu: For us to be birds, of course the heart is the most important thing!

In ancient times, phoenixes would pluck their precious feathers to build nests for their supposed lifelong mates.

Then he, Jiang Yanqiu, can of course make desserts for Master Sword!

That's right, that square, sweet and alluring thing is a special product from Jiang Yanqiu's "hometown", tiramisu.

The cheese made from the best spirit milk, the powder made from spirit beans tastes a bit like high-grade cocoa powder, and even the biscuit embryos on the base are made from the flour produced by Lingzhi.

It is rich in heaven and earth aura, and there will be no burden for monks who have already eaten it.

Because I was a fried kitchen contestant in my previous life, the recipe of this dessert can be called an entry-level simple one among desserts. I learned it when I was in a college club. Jiang Yanqiu tried it dozens of times. Only after killing him did he make this dessert (:3_ヽ)_For this reason, he was half an hour late today, hiding and bringing the things here, for fear that it might not suit the taste of Sword Master.

Seeing Yu Hanchao's silence, Jiang Yanqiu raised her heart in her throat.

No, no, what if he doesn't like it, he won't just walk away or put the cake on my face...

But never thinking about it, Yu Hanchao directly dug out a large piece with a wooden spoon prepared at the side, and sipped it into his mouth.

That hand has only held Frost on weekdays, and its joints are slender, and because Yu Hanchao possesses sword energy, any foreign objects, whether it is attacks or dust, cannot get close to his body, so it is not stained by dust.

At this time, he withdrew the sword energy from his bodyguard, holding a wooden spoon handle as if he was born to hold a sword, and slowly swallowed the delicate and white cream, indescribable... visual impact.

As if the statue is high above, without sadness or joy, and untainted by the mundane world, it is willing to bow down for the devout believers and accept the carefully prepared tribute.

Jiang Yanqiu's breath was stagnant.

I don't know why... He always has a guilty conscience of leading Lord Jianzun to bad, what's going on!

It must be because the sword master who has been bigu for hundreds of years ate something, umm (:3_ヽ)_sweet but not greasy, with a little bitterness.

Since Bigu, Yu Hanchao hasn't eaten anything other than pills for about two hundred years.

His taste buds should have been as dead and frozen as that heart.

But a group of flames broke in suddenly.

He is chattering, his eyes are quick, he is occasionally lazy but lively and jumpy, his emotions can be seen through at a glance, and he took the trouble to carry his treasures to the Jianjian Peak, which is not suitable for long-term residence. Obviously he was scared to death, but he turned around resolutely and saved the monster that almost killed him by bloodletting.

Jiang Yanqiu gulped down a mouthful of saliva, a little nervous, and looked at him eagerly.

"Master Jianzun, how does it taste? Is it okay?"

"Yeah."

Yu Han narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up into an almost invisible arc.

"good."!

Chapter 26

In a blink of an eye, it is almost the day when Nanlan Secret Realm will be opened.

Disciples of aristocratic families, or those who have a good relationship with senior brothers and sisters, have heard about it for a long time. Others are very excited when they hear the news for the first time.

Mystery! treasure! Ancient inheritance!

After studying in Kunlun for several months, I can finally go down the mountain to let the wind go!

The teacher looked very happy, and stroked his white mustache: "Your class is just in time. The South Lake Secret Realm opens every five years, and only those who are below the Profound Light Realm can enter. The outstanding disciples of this year are all You can go."

"Yeah!" Everyone was ecstatic.

"However, during this period of time, you must practice hard, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and don't let your time go." The teacher gave a sweet date with a stick, and frightened them with a tiger face: "Your peers, all major sects meet the requirements. The outstanding disciples of the school will go there at that time, and there will be trials and prizes set up by the Xianmeng. If you don’t perform well, you will lose Kunlun’s face, hehe.” Everyone’s face tightened, and they expressed that they must work hard and not lose to the master

. Face.

Due to the large number of people, the Nanlan Secret Realm is in the far west, and even the disciples and the real person leading the team took a double-decker flying boat together.

The ground floor is divided into dozens of small cabins, and the top is a hollowed-out balcony deck, from which you can overlook the sea city cloudscape in the distance, which is very pleasant.

Jiang Yanqiu saw many acquaintances on this trip.

Needless to say, Xie Qingyan and Jiang Chengtao are young men who practice hard and have excellent aptitudes. Chu Wanqing managed to reach the peak of Qi refining under Jiang Chengtao's cramming education.

Wang Xiangjun, who is dressed in red palace attire, has bright eyebrows and evil spirits; Song Youning, who is as cold as ice, like the snow in Tianshan Mountain; Zhao Manlou, who is usually very shy and shy from Qinchuan, who sits behind him; The cheap second brother Jiang You'an with deeper eyes...

This year's real person who led the team was supposed to be Senior Brother Chu Ci, but for some reason, he asked his master to resign and go down the mountain to practice, so he was replaced by the head of the family. Their generation is well-deserved Kunlun Chief Han Shaoqing.

This group of people, flamboyant, glamorous, cool and cold, each with their own colors, illuminated the entire flying boat full of flowers and colorful colors, and it was so lively and fragrant.

A plain-looking disciple scratched the back of his head, wondering: "Is it possible that this year's quota is selected based on face?"

The companion complained unceremoniously: "According to this, how can someone like you be on the boat."

Jiang Yan Qiu knocked on the melon seeds and suddenly became interested.

Just a rough count, there are several stocks of the male lead on board!

He doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.

Fight up fight!

Sure enough, the charm of the heartthrob hero is enormous, not long after, Song Youning has already surrounded many people.

"Senior Brother Song, are you comfortable sitting on the flying boat? This is the anti-sickness medicine I brought from home, it works very well!" "You Ning, don't worry, you don't need to make any effort for this trip to the secret realm, it's on me!

"

...

strange. Jiang Yanqiu thought to himself, why does Wang Xiangjun have no interaction with the hero.

When he was reading the article, he liked this couple a lot. One of them was as hot as the sun, the other was as frosty as snow, big beauty x big beauty, and they were also big men in women's clothing! Wuhu!

It stands to reason that Wang Xiangjun should have had an intersection with the male protagonist a long time ago, and he should give full play to his true qualities of a coquettish young lady, and make a happy couple with the male protagonist. Why are the two of them holding a stone to exercise muscles, and the other impatiently dismissing the surroundings? A steady stream of flies, not even an eye contact!

Song Youning frowned, his face was covered with frost, and suddenly saw Jiang Yanqiu in the corner who was kowtowing melon seeds with great interest, striding towards him.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

No, sir! What do you want to do!

Song Youning ignored his horrified gaze, sat down on the chair next to him, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"I heard that you condensed Yuan not long ago?"

Jiang Yanqiu nodded.

Song Youning's eyebrows stretched a little, and her tone was a little approving: "Yes, you have only been in Xianshan for half a year, and the speed of entry can be regarded as fast. I must have worked hard in private on weekdays." Help

! How to have an awkward chat with him when asked about homework by an unfamiliar senior brother (:3_ヽ)_Jiang Yanqiu can neither be too warm to make the hero suspect that he has bad intentions, nor be too cold to collapse the cannon fodder he silently guards Attacking the character design, so he answered carefully: "Haha, it's okay, I'm far behind my senior brother. Thanks to Lord Jianzun, he taught me a lot, otherwise I wouldn't be able to improve so fast." Song Youning was stunned when he heard the

words Dazed, he frowned slightly: "Are you still going to report to Jianjian Peak every day?"

Jiang Yanqiu nodded.

Song Youning thought for a moment: "It's too cold there, and the sword master's sword intent is too murderous. I think your meridians and lungs have been injured. It's better not to be too frequent." It really is the male lead, who has been sick and weak

. He also knows how to care about his junior brother who is also in poor health. No wonder so many people love Senior Brother Song wholeheartedly. He really makes me cry to death.

Jiang Yanqiu didn't have the nerve to tell him that he lit a stove every day at Jianjian Peak, brought six or seven Mrs. Tang, and melted a small piece of snow on Jianzun Mountain (:3_ヽ)_So he agreed vaguely Two sentences, bring this topic to the past.

The two sat in silence, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Under the eyes of everyone, Jiang Yanqiu was just about to find an excuse to escape, when he saw Wang Xiangjun holding a stone, with a pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be affectionate, looking at him vigorously.

Jiang Yanqiu: "?"

Did he offend this young lady?

Ever since he swore to the sky that he had absolutely no indiscriminate thoughts about the eldest lady, Wang Xiangjun never gave him a good face (although he hadn't given it before), and every time he met at Wendaofeng or Zhuxiangyuan , the eldest lady was all cold-eyed, without squinting, she gave a heavy "hum" and left.

Jiang Yanqiu still hasn't figured out what offended him.

Now seeing Wang Xiangjun looking at him slightly angrily...

Jiang Yanqiu suddenly realized.

He had a bold guess!

Could it be that the eldest lady has a crush on the hero for a long time, but she is too embarrassed to reveal it, so she pretends not to care!

That's why he always looked at him angrily, thinking that Song Youning got close to him because he seized the opportunity to increase the male lead's favorability first!

So it is! Jiang Yanqiu suddenly realized, so it makes sense!

As a qualified cannon fodder who doesn't want to get involved in the Shura field, what should he do at this time!

Of course it creates opportunities for good brothers! Jiang Yanqiu brainstormed for a moment, and suddenly said

to Song Youning in a low voice: "Brother, look at Fairy Wang Xiangjun, isn't she very beautiful?" Song Youning: "?" direction. Wang Xiangjun... seems to be a new junior sister? The appearance is indeed good, but what is Jiang Yanqiu talking about? Wang Xiangjun was caught staring at people, and when he saw Jiang Yanqiu looking over, he immediately turned his head away from them angrily. So Jiang Yanqiu strengthened his speculation. Yeah! When you see your sweetheart and find yourself, you turn your head. This is not shyness! Jiang Yanqiu lowered his voice, leaned into Song Youning's ear, and said mysteriously: "Brother, do you know that Wang Daoyou was born in the Wang family of Langya, with a noble status, strong military strength, and very beautiful appearance. He is very popular among our classmates." Welcome." Song Youning: "..." He said slowly: "So?" Jiang Yanqiu glanced at him with a look of hatred. Are you wood? Male lead, why can't you understand my hints! Noble-born lady! Good-looking thieves are welcome! With the attribute of being a proud and loyal dog! Still dedicated to the one you love! Why don't you know how to grasp it, brother!

His voice was even lower, and he was speaking in a breathy voice: "You look at Wang Daoyou, does it seem that he has someone he likes? As soon as his eyes met ours, he immediately pretended nothing happened. This is definitely..."

Song Youning stood up abruptly.

Jiang Yanqiu was taken aback.

Song Youning's tone was light: "Brother, you are still young, it's too early for you to feel the love of children, and it's more important to practice diligently." Jiang Yanqiu: "?" He looked at Song Youning's back, even more

inexplicable

.

Why are you still angry?

"Little Yanqiu, what are you doing sitting here by yourself?"

Han Shaoqing shook his feather fan lightly. He was dressed in a flamboyant light pink Taoist robe, which would be a color that would cause a car accident to any of the others. The male fox who became immortal.

Jiang Yanqiu automatically and consciously kept a distance of more than a foot from him, so as to prevent his peach blossom eyes from being blinded by his random discharge. He said speechlessly: "Brother, you are the one. Is it alright if you

don't need to control the flying boat?"

He looked at me adoringly, and was bullied to the point of crying..."

Jiang Yanqiu blocked his mouth with a black face: "Brother, can you be serious! Why can you say such normal things? It's so strange!"

Han Shaoqing took advantage of the situation and grabbed his hand, and pulled him into his arms, almost causing Jiang Yanqiu to stagger, and said with a smile: "Where is it that you are not serious, Xiao Yanqiu, it is obviously because of your own thinking Pure, what are you pretending to do all day in your little brain."

Jiang Yanqiu broke away from the male fox with eyes fixed on his eyes, and squatted in another corner angrily.

Xie Qingyan had just settled their luggage, and seeing his listless look, he asked gently: "What's the matter? It's only been a long time since we set off, why does he look listless?" Jiang Yanqiu

hummed Boom.

Aggrieved, but do not say.

Unexpectedly, the only human being present was the villain ghost scholar Xie Qingyan!

Xie Qingyan patted his head: "Are you seasick? Do you want to go back to the cabin and lie down for a while? I looked at the map, and the Nanlan Secret Realm is a long way away. I'm afraid it will take a long time to get there. Anti-sickness medicine is also prepared for you." If you are really dizzy, just take a slice with water."

Jiang Yanqiu looked at him reliantly, as if she was looking at her male mother.

Wuwu Xie Qingyan, what would I do without you Xie Qingyan!

Chu Wanqing hated that iron could not be made into steel: "Just pamper him!"

The sun rose high and cast a thousand golden lights.

The flying boat broke through the sea of ​​clouds and traveled southward. !

Chapter 27

The entrance to the Nanlan Secret Realm is located in the Qiongqi Mountains in the south. The terrain here is dangerous and there are few people around. Except for the monks who can go to the sky and enter the earth, mortals rarely see this scene.

Jiang Yanqiu stepped off the flying boat and looked up at the entrance of the secret realm hanging in the air above his head.

This is a mysterious and grand scene that cannot be described by any words and rhetoric.

It is a huge ring like the sun, slowly turning in one direction, and it is difficult to see the boundary of the ring when standing very close, but through the middle, you can see the scenery on the other side of the mountain , just like the reflection in a mirror, it can't be seen clearly, and there are faint flowing ripples.

Outside the entrance, countless flying boats, pagodas, lotus flowers, flying swords and other various flying instruments have been parked.

Someone sighed: "I don't know what kind of power it is to leave such a magnificent and mysterious secret place." The companion replied: "What's the matter

? It is not surprising that this kind of secret realm is here. It is said that the Lord of

Mirror Lake fell here before his ascension, and his body and soul returned to heaven and earth. The side listened with gusto.

As a non-native in the cultivation world, these anecdotes sound interesting.

Looking at the entrance of the secret realm again, isn't the huge silver wheel rotating slowly just like the surface of Mirror Lake?

As the boss of the sect in the cultivation world, the immortal sects still gave Kunlun enough face. He slightly cupped his hands towards Han Shaoqing, and said with a smile: "We are almost here. Long time no see, Han Zhenren." The monk who greeted Han Shaoqing looked like

Being able to be Han Shaoqing's father, but calling him a real person very politely, is naturally because Senior Brother Han is now at the Great Perfection of the Mysterious Light Realm, and he is only short of being able to attack Fulong after closing a test.

How can such a young and promising young genius not be admirable.

Han Shaoqing was still very doglike in front of outsiders, he returned the greeting with a smile on his face, and said in a friendly way: "I haven't seen you in five years, Master Chen is very polite, and there are quite a few sects coming this year."

Chen Zhenren also laughed and said: "It just so happened that Nanlan Secret Realm was opened for 1,500 years, and the rewards set by the Immortal League this year are very generous. The opportunity will come out and you will gain a good reputation."

"Everyone."

An old man hangs above the crowd out of nowhere, and before the silver wheel, the voice has been processed, and everyone present can hear it clearly: "This year's trial of the Immortal Alliance Refining is to collect 'Zhuyin'."

The old man folded his hands together and conjured something out of thin air.

That thing looks like a cat, a tiger, a rabbit, and a monkey. It looks extremely ugly. It is covered with jet-black bristles, its pupils are scarlet, its teeth are sharp and black. It is struggling and roaring, but it is subdued by the old man with one hand. I can't even bite the corner of the robe.

No one in the room had ever seen such a weird thing before, and they were all surprised, but knowing that the old man was promulgating this year's trial task, every word he said was very important, and they all focused on observing the appearance and shape of the candle-yin cat .

Chu Wanqing said in a low voice: "I have inquired with the senior sisters before, it was brought out by someone when the secret realm was opened last time, it should be a monster from ancient times, but it is extinct now. Someone tested it, and the whole body of this monster There are treasures everywhere, such as medicine, alchemy or weapon refining. It is said that it can also be used as bait to set traps to catch and kill monsters." A colleague praised: "Student, you really know a lot, not like us,

stupid I just came here without inquiring about anything. But since this zhuyin mandarin is so useful, why doesn’t anyone bring more out?” Chu Wanqing: “In fact, there are not many zhuyin mandarins in the secret realm, and it was opened about ten years ago

. It was the first time someone discovered it that time, right? It’s just that this monster is very fierce and fast, and it’s quite difficult to catch. You know, everyone usually only cares about the trial content of the Immortal Alliance. Hey, someone accidentally brought out a few scorpions, and after studying it, I found out that it is so useful."

The man scratched his head: "Yes, so that's the case. But you can collect so much information before coming to the secret realm, you are still a classmate It's amazing."

Chu Wanqing was about to say a few words modestly, when she saw Jiang Chengtao standing in between the two without a trace, and said seriously: "It's just a waste of words, asking for some gossip, it's not that good, I have this time to practice The benefits are much greater.”

Senior Brother: "Uh..."

Chu Wanqing was so angry that she wished to knock the elm's head open: "It's me he's boasting about, so it's none of your business, Jiang Chengtao!"

Seeing

that they were about to fight again, Jiang Yanqiu But I was thinking about another thing. After listening to it, he thought to himself, good guy, he has lived well in the secret realm for thousands of years, just because he accidentally discovered that it can be used as medicine, this is going to be taken away!

I would like to call it the Siberian tiger in the realm of comprehension.

He himself is not an animal protectionist, and the chrysalis is not considered a rare animal. The world of comprehension has always been the law of the jungle, he just sighed a few words, and had no idea of ​​fighting against the Immortal League to save endangered species.

It's just that he vaguely felt that there was something that he couldn't say, let alone whether the monster like Zhuyin scorpion would harm people or not, once the mission of the Immortal League was announced, wouldn't the zhuyins in the secret realm be turned upside down? Not giving people a chance to recuperate is also against the principle of sustainable development.

The old man clenched his hand into a fist and grabbed it in the void, and the candle yin cat used to display it spat out blood, and his life and death were unknown.

The old man Shi Shiran put it away and announced the top twenty rewards.

All of them are heaven-level and earth-level peerless exercises, spiritual weapons, elixirs, spirit swords, and talismans. Everyone present was very excited when they heard it.

Not only for rewards, but also for fame.

Those who came to the trial were all excellent disciples from various sects and sects of this generation. If they won the first place among this group of heaven's favored children, or ranked high, how glorious it would be among their peers! Even the real elders of the Da faction might offer an olive branch to them.

Everyone was waiting here for the time when the secret realm would open. After an unknown amount of time, the old man counted with his fingers: "It's time!"

Twenty monks joined forces to form a formation and work together to send spiritual power to the entrance of the secret realm.

The ripples surged violently in an instant, the silver wheel accelerated its rotation, and the white light became more and more intense!

The old man yelled: "The secret realm is open, come in!"

The gate of the realm opened wide, and a flash of spiritual light flashed for a moment, and the disciples who came to the trial filed in.

Enduring the momentary dizziness when crossing the white light, Jiang Yanqiu stood firm with the aura under his feet, and slowly opened his eyes.

The mountains are green and green, and the mist is hazy.

Numerous towering ancient trees, rare flowers and plants.

It was actually a place like a paradise.

The secret realm is so big that you can't see the edge, and the scenery in the distance is like a fog, which is vague and unrecognizable. It's just that there is no sun hanging high above the head, but it is still as bright as day, which shows that this place is not in this world.

What was even more surprising was that Jiang Yanqiu found out that they obviously came in together, but now he was the only one.

Probably, as Chu Wanqing said before, she was randomly teleported to different places by the secret realm.

The cultivation base of my friends is not low, and each of them has their own treasures for self-defense, so they are not too worried.

Now I just want to walk around and see if I can join them.

As a person who is not very materialistic, Jiang Yanqiu’s rewards for the Xianmeng and the so-called reputation are actually average (:3_ヽ)_Although it is very rich, but thinking of fighting so many people desperately, and killing There are so many monsters, think about it or forget it.

As for being famous, there is no need.

Laughing to death, think Xiao Wudu didn't find him fast enough.

Therefore, he stopped and walked, observing the trees and flowers around him and under his feet from time to time, as if he had come to a secret place for an outing.

Looking at it, Jiang Yanqiu couldn't walk anymore.

Jiang Yanqiu: "!"

Wait, can't eating this kind of spiritual fruit strengthen the body! The same is true of the spirit grass over there, it is said that it can purify the heart and ward off evil spirits!

In fact, he couldn't name most of the plants and trees in the secret realm, and they should all be species from ancient times. But when Jiang Yanqiu was still in Jiang’s Immortal Mansion, he liked to go to the Library Pavilion when he had nothing to do. He picked out "The Encyclopedia of Ancient Spirits and Monsters", "Summary of Rare Spiritual Plants", and "Catalogue of Rare Herbs". The memory became much clearer, and it was only then that I recognized it.

Boy, isn't it everywhere baby!

The children of the aristocratic family learn sword manuals from elementary school classics, but they don't learn these "miscellaneous books". They are not from a top aristocratic family like Jiang's, and it is impossible to have access to these knowledge that has been passed down for thousands of years.

What's more, Luling Jiang's body has the blood of a phoenix. Although it is not as powerful as the Langya Wang's today, or Lin'an's Xuan's wealth, it is the most distant of the five surnames in terms of transmission and traceability.

Jiang Yanqiu's eyes were shining like a mouse in a rice vat.

However, we still pay attention to maintaining ecological balance, focusing on sustainable development, and leaving some opportunities for future generations.

Jiang Yanqiu happily took out the picking tools and started digging grass.

Completely forgot about the task of the Xianmeng, Zhuyinyin.

He was still in a state of ecstasy, but he heard an extremely familiar yet unfamiliar voice, which exploded in his ears like thunder.

"Sister-in-law! It's really you!"

Hearing this address, Jiang Yanqiu almost slipped on the soles of his feet, and was so shocked.

He raised his head tremblingly: "...what did you call me?"

And this look almost scared him out of his wits.

The person who called him looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. His hair color was different from that of people in the Central Plains, but the brown color common in northern Xinjiang. His eyes were like emerald green lake water, with a straight nose and deep-set pupils. Brown hair with a bit of natural curls is tied high into a ponytail, and there is a playful braid on the side.

Seeing the other person's full face clearly, the boy's cracked smile stayed where he was, and he looked at him carefully with wide eyes, as if he was a little puzzled: "Although I feel better, but she does look like my sister-in-law. Oh, yes! I forgot You are already dead! Then how could I see you in the secret realm! This can’t be the ghost of sister-in-law!” Jiang Yanqiu seemed to be struck by lightning and

wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood, so she hurried forward and covered him The mouth: "Who is your sister-in-law, don't yell!"

The young man smiled and said, "Why? I saw my sister-in-law again after a long time. I killed all the servants who did it. I miss you after you die. , and secretly cried a few times."

Jiang Yanqiu almost collapsed: "Ten Lingshi hush money! Hold back! You are not afraid of exposing me and killing me!"

This boy is no one else.

It is Xiao Wudu's righteous brother, second in command, and the sharpest knife beside the young master of the Demon Sect.

—— James Taylor. !

Chapter 28

If we say that Xiao Wudu is a sinister and cruel old dog who will do anything to achieve his goals.

Then his adopted brother, Zhan Taile, is moody, a little madman who is smiling and hooking his shoulders one second, and can tear apart the NPC in the next.

He is a young man like a poisonous scorpion.

All in all, there are not many normal people in their Demon Sect.

Zhan Taile is not much mentioned in "Qinghua", he is an orphan who can be seen everywhere in northern Xinjiang, his father is the lowest monster, and his mother is a human woman, who died of dystocia when giving birth to him.

Zhan Taile has no father and no mother, and spent a few years in his childhood fighting dogs for food. His half-dirty demon blood has helped him a lot in the process of fighting people or dogs. This person was born heartless, with seven orifices lacking one orifice, never complaining about himself, even smiling when he was beaten, hibernating when he had the opportunity, he chopped dozens of people who bullied him before he died.

Xiao Wudu, the young master of the Demon Sect, picked him up and raised him to be his sharpest knife and most loyal dog.

But this dog seriously injured Bai Muqing because of protecting Xiao Wudu, and finally was sentenced to death by the extremely angry Xiao Wudu.

Jiang Yanqiu: This silly boy is too sincere.

Laughing to death, Xiao Wudu and Bai Muqing are serious couples. When they quarrel, they are at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. Do you know what a couple's love is? JPG Like him, he only talks about Bai Muqing and never comes Really, Xiao Wudu's pampering has nothing to do with him, he would be thankful for not going to Jiang Yanqiu's house a few times a month.

Jiang Yanqiu sometimes sees Zhan Taile as pitiful, and every time he goes through life and death to do those dirty and dirty jobs for Xiao Wudu, causing himself to be injured, and when it is over, he still gets angry because Bai Muqing is forced by the old dog, and occasionally loses his temper Kindly picked him up, healed his wounds, fed him, and watched the opera troupe together.

The same people who have fallen in the end of the world, why should the cannon fodder make it difficult for the cannon fodder.

After coming and going, he and Zhan Taile also established some revolutionary friendships. He treated Zhan Taile's wounds, and when he needed it, the other party would help him to open his eyes and talk nonsense in front of Xiao Wudu.

It's a pity that when he was dragged down for bloodletting, Zhan Taile happened to be on a mission, and he ran away without seeing him for the last time.

"In short, in short, the situation is like this. I was lucky enough to survive, and I realized how stupid and vicious I was when I was jealous of Bai Muqing and broke up the real couple in the past! Now I have changed my appearance and sought Taoism. I am a serious monk! The past has nothing to do with me!"

Jiang Yanqiu said seriously.

Zhan Taile listened with gusto, and suddenly realized: "So that's the case, sister-in-law, or you can think about it."

Jiang Yanqiu gave him a shudder: "Don't call me sister-in-law! I have nothing to do with Xiao Wudu, Bai Dao You are your serious sister-in-law! You can just call me by my name!" "

Oh, Yanqiu." Zhan Taile is as good as he is, and agrees with a smile, as if he is not unhappy at all.

He thought for a while, then sighed: "You don't know, Mozong is having a hard time these days."

Jiang Yanqiu: "What's wrong? Xiao Wudu took it out on you again?"

"No." Zhan Taile said: "Sir Lord, he is crazy."

Jiang Yanqiu: "...?"

Zhan Taile: "After you were dragged down for bloodletting that day, the young master went crazy on the first day. They took out the corpse and whipped it. It is said that the original meaning of the young master was to ask someone to release a little blood for you every ten days and a half months, so as to heal the wounds of Bai Yixian. The light killed you. Even Bai Yixian had a big fight with him. It is said that on the first morning, there was a black bloody handprint on Bai Yixian's neck, which could not be covered by a handkerchief." Jiang Yanqiu: "

???"

In the original novel, has the protagonist Gong Shou ever quarreled so fiercely?

Does he have such a big face as a cannon fodder stand-in that he throws away when he runs out?

Jiang Yanqiu shook his head and didn't take it seriously: "Well, it's all about the love of young couples. It's probably because Bai Daoyou is pure and kind-hearted, and he couldn't bear the bloodletting of an innocent life to heal his injuries. Xiao Wudu looked down on him. Like life, how could he have the heart to hurt him."

Zhan Taile was too pure for the pinch mark on his neck, even a filthy adult like him was too embarrassed to break it.

Is that a pinch mark? It's obviously a suffocation play!

It's still your protagonist who knows how to play, point and point. JPG Thinking of this, he also told the green-eyed boy in turn: "You can grow up, they quarrel and show affection, don't you old bastards come up and fight for your young master. That's it. In the world, people don't kill the world for themselves, and you put your heart and soul into it, how much can people remember you?"

Zhan Taile seemed to be very pleased with his words, and said with a smile: "Yeah".

"By the way," Jiang Yanqiu said back to the main story: "Why are you here? Is it Xiao Wudu's task? It doesn't matter if you were seen by a monk from the Xianmen?" Zhan Taile said with a relaxed expression, "Don't worry, I'll walk

I made a disguise when I was out , and they only thought I was an unnamed casual cultivator who was born near northern Xinjiang.

" "That's good." To save me from having to think of reasons why I should disregard my identity as soon as possible [manual goodbye] and see him With a look of relief, Zhan Taile was dissatisfied instead: "What's the matter, Yan Qiu, do you feel ashamed to walk with me, do you want to leave me and go alone?" He said "Yan Qiu"

The sound was drawn out, and the call was intimate and sticky, like a child who got sprouts for the first time, curious and precious, and like a slow-moving snake, with exotic green eyes staring at the side of the person beside him without blinking. face, as if to find any clues of dislike or disgust.

Jiang Yanqiu was not polite: "You still know! We two are a former non-staff member of the Demon Sect and a younger brother of the current Demon Sect. How can we hold up a loudspeaker and shout, 'The demon cultivator is here! If you want to receive credit, come quickly! '? You don't think it's a long life! If you find out, just hide your tail, please."

He was obviously taught a lesson, but the boy's expression was not gloomy and angry.

The boy with brown hair and green eyes chewed on the phrase "the two of us" and slowly smiled.

The two of them walked through the dense and towering jungle without meeting a third figure along the way. Just when Jiang Yanqiu couldn't help but mutter in his heart, he saw a lot of trees, flowers and plants lying down on the open grass in front of him. It was broken, and the trunk was full of traces of magical weapons and spiritual power attacks. It was obvious that it had experienced a fierce battle.

Jiang Yanqiu and Zhan Taile exchanged a look.

Then tacitly walk lightly, restrain the energy in the whole body, and walk forward slowly.

A whip sounded like a piercing whip.

The beauty in the red palace dress was chasing a black shadow running around, her eyes were cold, and the spiritual power under her feet was turning into wind, and every stroke of the whip seemed to be predicted in advance, blocking the black shadow's way.

The black shadow roared sharply, and its sharp claws could leave deep scratches on the tree trunk. It looked like a cat, a tiger, a rabbit, or a monkey. However, he fled in embarrassment under the violent attack of the man in red. It was fast, and the man's whip was even faster. In the end, he was only hit on the back by one blow and fell to the ground in pain.

The man in red snorted softly, put away his whip and stepped forward, about to pocket the spoils.

One of the hind paws of the Candle Yin twitched slightly.

Jiang Yanqiu shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoist Wang, be careful!"

But it was too late!

really! When Wang Xiangjun was less than ten steps away from Zhuyin, Zhuyin, who had fallen to the ground and pretended to be dead, suddenly opened his scarlet eyes, and quickly rushed towards the face of the man in red!

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and the speed of the candle yin was so fast that it turned into a phantom, which was reflected in Wang Xiangjun's frozen pupils.

Chi-his front leg was pierced by a sharp sword, and he was nailed to the tree trunk.

It was Fengming.

Jiang Yanqiu's face was almost calm and cold, and his strike was extremely steady. When Zhuyin was stabbed, he was only an inch away from Wang Xiangjun. If he was not careful, it might be a person or a cat that was stabbed.

He trotted to pick up Feng Ming and Zhuyin cat, so he didn't notice Zhan Taile's soft "cut".

Jiang Yanqiu wiped off the blood from Feng Mingjian's body with one hand, and walked towards the two of them with the screaming Candle Yin in the other hand: "Are you all right, Fellow Daoist Wang?" Only then did Wang Xiangjun regain his senses

.

He didn't have time to dodge that moment ago, he could only watch the ugly face of Zhuyin Man rushing towards him, unable to move his hands and feet, and now he was still covered with cold.

It wasn't until he heard Jiang Yanqiu's question that a drop of cold sweat fell.

Wang Xiangjun looked at the person coming.

Jiang Yanqiu is wearing an apricot Taoist robe today, with a Pisces jade pendant on his waist. He obviously looks like the bright moon in the sky and the unparalleled appearance of jewels and jade.

Wang Xiangjun snorted: "Whoever wants you to meddle in other people's business, I can do it by myself."

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

He said helplessly: "Okay, okay, you are so good, you are the best in the world Right. I’ll put the candle yin here, don’t give it away.”

He threw the tied candle yin on the ground in front of Wang Xiangjun, as if he was really ready to leave.

Zhan Taile didn't need him to greet him, and passed by Wang Xiangjun who was standing there with a smile, without looking at the stunning beauty beside him, he followed Jiang Yanqiu in two steps: "Are you looking for that black thing? Don’t want me to help you? Whatever we hunt belongs to you.”

Jiang Yanqiu: “…That’s okay, you should do whatever you want.”

“…Wait a minute.”

Being left behind by them, The beauty in red who stood there seemed to hold back for a long time before choking out this sentence.

Jiang Yanqiu turned her head and saw him clenched his fists, his eyebrows were as gorgeous and flamboyant as before, as if no one looked down on him. At this moment, a person froze in place, but like an abandoned puppy, there was a wordless sense of grievance.

Jiang Yanqiu: "...What's the matter, Miss?"

Wang Xiangjun said stubbornly, "Take this thing away, I don't want yours."

Jiang Yanqiu followed his gaze: "You said this candle Shame?"

Wang Xiangjun raised his chin and acquiesced.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

He said with a headache: "Fairy, you may have made a mistake. You hunted this Candle Yin cat in the first place, and it was already dying. I just made up a knife and did it casually. I really don't want to show you affection, and there is no other meaning, so you really don't have to worry about it."

On the flying boat when he came, he saw Wang Xiangjun walking alone, it seemed that the maids usually didn't come with him, this time only She was alone, not even a rendezvous.

Of course he wouldn't take advantage of the eldest lady.

So he smiled slightly at Wang Xiangjun: "If there is nothing else, we will leave first. I don't know if it will be dark in this secret place, so be careful, Fairy alone." He took a step forward

.

... didn't move.

Jiang Yanqiu turned around and found that the corner of her robe was grabbed by a slender white hand.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

Wang Xiangjun tried his best to conceal it, but he still couldn't help revealing a trace of unwillingness, shyness, and annoyance, and his cheeks were stained with a thin layer of blush from anger or shame: "Don't go."

"I, Wang Xiangjun, hate to owe others favors the most in my life."!

Chapter 29

The three of them sat around the bonfire, looking at the roast chicken with spiritual fruit on the tree branch, and were silent.

As if to sit like this forever.

Jiang Yanqiu let out a long sigh in his heart.

This embarrassing situation of the three of them can be traced back to not long ago, when Wang Xiangjun accidentally tore the corner of Jiang Yanqiu's robe in order to make Jiang Yanqiu stop, which made Zhan Taile look cold and almost used a hidden weapon.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

He managed to stop the two people who were full of gunpowder and would explode at a little bit, but he had no choice but to bring along Wang Xiangjun who stubbornly said that he didn't need charity and pity, and didn't want to owe others favors.

Originally, he wanted to ask Zhan Taile about the current situation of Mozong on the way, but now that Wang Xiangjun is by his side, it is difficult for him to speak.

He was afraid that Zhan Taile's identity would be seen by others, so he wanted him to go first, but Zhan Taile drew a long tone with a smile, and as soon as he called "Sister-in-law", he quickly covered the mouth of the boy with a high ponytail and smiled sarcastically Pull people away.

Jiang Yanqiu bled and removed the feathers of the pheasants hunted in the secret realm, brushed them with a thick layer of honey, stuffed their stomachs with chestnuts and spiritual fruits, and roasted them on a shelf made of branches.

When the knife is cut open, the rich meaty aroma and fruity aroma come out, which can make people's tongue fall off.

Jiang Yanqiu cut off a chicken leg and handed it to Zhan Taile: "Here, how about a taste." When Xiao Wudu was holding it before,

those demon cultivators wanted to drink fresh blood and eat human flesh raw, thinking it would help their cultivation. In short, it is the recipe of normal people who does not stick at all. Jiang Yanqiu, as a mortal with normal taste buds, can only be self-sufficient, which greatly enriches the menu of the small kitchen.

Ever since Zhan Taile ate the salt-baked chicken he made once, he was astonished, and went to his place every three days to grab a meal.

Looking back now, it was still a warm time rarely seen in the Demon Sect.

He was the one who gave the first piece of meat, and Zhan Taile cast a dark and proud look at Wang Xiangjun.

He was also very gentle when he ate chicken, without any oily foam on his mouth, and he gnawed the chicken leg clean in two or three strokes.

Jiang Yanqiu cut off another chicken leg and glanced at Wang Xiangjun, feeling a little embarrassed.

It was really hard for him to imagine the appearance of a fairy like the eldest lady eating a chicken leg.

Let him watch them eat? It seems a little too much (:3_ヽ)_ Before he could get entangled, Wang Xiangjun took the chicken leg with a calm expression: "Thank you." Jiang Yanqiu,

who was about to send it to his mouth: "..." Wang Xiangjun deserves it She is a "noble girl" raised by a top family, she eats very elegantly, but she speeds up suddenly after taking a bite. Jiang Yanqiu's eyes showed the love and affection of an old father. See how hungry the child is. On the side, Zhan Taile made a loud bang, as if he had a grudge against the chicken, and even the chicken bones were crushed. He didn't know what was wrong, he leaned his head on Jiang Yanqiu's shoulder, and said in a drawn out voice: "Brother, what does this man do, do you know him? Let's not take him with us, okay? " Jiang Yanqiu was struck by his "brother" and tore a piece of chicken wing to cover his mouth: "Wang Daoyou is my fellow student. I haven't introduced you to him before." "Oh, from Kunlun . " Zhan Taile curled his lips: "They are all a group of hypocrites with good looks." Jiang Yanqiu: "..." Good guy, you are scolding me too. Zhan Taile giggled and said, "Of course, except you, brother." Wang Xiangjun wrapped up the leftover chicken bones with a cold expression: "Who is this man? He has brown hair and blue eyes, and he looks like a northern Xinjiang. I think his whereabouts are strange. , the face is very raw, not like a good person." The smell of gunpowder was full. Jiang Yanqiu was afraid that the two of them would fight first, and after coaxing one and the other, it was almost as big as two. Heart tired. It was strange to say that after walking for such a long time, they didn't come across the second candle-yin cat. There is no sun in the sky, and it is impossible to tell how long the day will last. There is no sun or moon in the mountains, and the flowers, plants and trees are growing normally.

Looking carefully, the light in the dense forest is also very strange, not the kind of warm sunlight, but pure and pale light, like a silent and rigid curtain in a movie.

After eating and drinking enough, Jiang Yanqiu clapped his hands: "You two, let's continue walking and see if we can meet other people." The

surrounding scenery remained the same, and there was still no candle yin cat.

Not only that.

There were still some sounds of flying insects and beasts before, but gradually, even these sounds disappeared.

There is no wind, and even the leaves are still.

It seems that there are only a few of them left in the world.

It is as bright as day, but there is always a faint sense of spying.

But when he released his spiritual consciousness to explore, there was nothing there, nothing at all.

Jiang Yanqiu stopped slowly.

Zhan Taile smiled and looked at him with folded arms: "What's the matter, brother?"

Wang Xiangjun noticed that they stopped, and conveyed his doubts with his eyes.

Jiang Yanqiu said slowly: "It's not right." He pointed to a tree beside him: "I 'm sure

, we passed this tree a quarter of an hour ago."

At the same time, I wrote down the leaves, texture, and direction of branches and leaves of one of the trees.

They were obviously walking forward, how could they pass the same tree?

Zhan Taile dangled his hands behind his head, lazily looked down at the tree roots for a while, and said with a light smile, "As expected of you, brother, you have really good eyesight." Wang Xiangjun held Qisha in his hands, and said with a frown, "Indeed...there is only one

possibility .”

They exchanged a look, and said in unison: “Illusion.”

But in this Nanlan Secret Realm, how could someone set up an illusion array to deal with them?

Not to mention no grievances or enmities, the phantom array has extremely high requirements on the level of the formation staff, Jiang Yanqiu really can't think of any reason for the other party to do this to them.

Killing and stealing money? Capture prey?

But the three of them didn't reveal their wealth, except for Wang Xiangjun, they didn't have any valuable jewels, gold or silver on them; let alone the zhuyin cat, the three of them had only hunted one so far.

Wang Xiangjun's expression was cold: "I know how to pick people, but I'm very courageous."

Seeing Zhan Taile's hands behind his back, his expression relaxed, Jiang Yanqiu asked: "Do you have any way to break the formation?" Zhan Taile smiled: "In

this formation , There are no humans, monsters, monsters, or demons at all, and the scenery is copied in the same way. It seems that the opponent's level is not very good. It is not difficult to break, either find the eye of the formation, or break the formation violently, or—— Kill the people who set up the formation."

He said killing people was very common, but Wang Xiangjun glanced at him indiscriminately.

Jiang Yanqiu has a slight black line.

What is no monster.

You are not.

Wang Xiangjun has never been a roundabout character, so he immediately took out Qisha with a frosty face, and slashed at the tree!

——Like water droplets flowing into rivers and lakes, the tree twisted and swayed beyond common sense, and shattered like paper.

Sure enough, something is wrong! Jiang Yanqiu didn't expect him to strike at the slightest disagreement, because of Qisha's whip wind subconsciously took a step back, Zhan Taile took him into his arms and said

, "Brother, don't be afraid, your classmates are really rude."

Jiang Yanqiu, who was not suitable for stabbing people with a smile: "...

"

You don't seem to be doing much better.

Reluctantly, Zhan Taile let him stand upright, and briskly stepped forward, looking at the split cross-section of the tree that was exactly the same as before.

He stared blankly for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Hee hee, I know."

Jiang Yanqiu: "What?"

Zhan Taile waved to him with a playful smile: "Brother, come and see."

Jiang Yanqiu heard the words and left In the past, in an instant, the scalp was numb like the brain exploded!

It turned out to be countless wriggling white maggots!

The most frightening thing is that each of these densely packed maggots has facial features that resemble human faces!

Jiang Yanqiu was about to have a panic attack, so he calmed down, wondering why this secret place was so treacherous as soon as he entered it, with malicious intentions, what kind of sacred Jinghu real person is?

Wang Xiangjun saw that they had been looking at a tree for a long time and hadn't returned, so he came forward.

Seeing the extremely evil and disgusting maggots wriggling crazily in the tree trunk, he couldn't help being silent.

Zhan Taile was like a young child teasing cats and dogs. He picked up one of the white maggots with a leaf with great interest, and observed them carefully for a while.

Jiang Yanqiu suppressed his nausea and asked, "Is there anything unusual?"

"Well, I guess."

Zhan Taile threw the leaves on the ground, and crushed the wriggling maggots to death like crushing ants. Juice splashed out: "Brother, you didn't grow up in northern Xinjiang. It's normal not to know this kind of bug. In the early years, there was a crooked cultivator called Gu Master, which is almost extinct now. Some of them practiced this kind of bug. Insects can hollow out the visceral muscles and bones under the human skin without anyone noticing, leaving only a shell with a skin bag." "The interesting thing is that people are still 'alive' even in this way, and they can move freely

. Driven by him, even if someone cuts him off at the waist, his body will only turn into two fleshy bodies made of insects, and he can still put himself together by crawling head to foot." Jiang Yanqiu heard goosebumps all stand on end

.

If this "Gu Master" raises enough bugs, wouldn't it be possible to create a large army and turn countless people into his own puppets without anyone noticing?

Zhan Taile smiled and said: "Brother, don't be afraid, Gu masters have disappeared hundreds of years ago, it's just a legend." Wang Xiangjun snorted coldly: "You know these evil ways." Zhan Taile sighed

:

" Yes, it's better than some people who don't know everything. If I learn more knowledge, my brother will ask me more, maybe he will like me a little more."

Jiang Yanqiu overcame the genetic aversion to bugs, and pulled out Feng Ming: "It's really not right to involve a Gu master who was extinct hundreds of years ago. It's better to be careful."

I don't know if they made too much noise, or the maggots are naturally fond of human flesh. After wriggling in disorder for a while, they consciously climbed out of the tree trunk and crawled towards them!

The seven evil spirits are full of power, violent and tyrannical, if Wang Xiangjun hits with all his strength, he can even cut off the monster in half.

But these maggots are no bigger than a living person, they are densely packed, tens of thousands, not to mention only a few of them may even be attached to the whip!

And Zhan Taile has a lot of evil methods of demon cultivation, but if it is him who makes the move, his identity will be 100% exposed.

The best way to overcome fear is to face it. JPG Jiang Yanqiu said: "It's just right, let me try the newly learned swordsmanship." He held Fengming in one hand, took out a fire attribute talisman, and quickly made a tactic

, Stick the talisman on the sword fiercely!

The sword is like the wind, and the sword is like the sea.

That sharpness caused the two people beside them to turn their eyes from the Gu worms to the corners of Jiang Yanqiu's hunting robe blown by the wind of the sword, and the hair on his temples fluttering, concentrating on the profile of his face.

In the secret realm, the aura was circling mightily, gathering rapidly like a vortex, and even because of the speed, it condensed into a thick white mist, pouring down onto Feng Ming's sword like sea water!

Reaching for the stars and the moon, piercing through the clouds and fog.

The dragon enters the sea, and the goddess flies into the sky.

——The second form of Phoenix swordsmanship, embrace the moon in nine days. !

Chapter 30

Different from the youthful spirit of "Treading the Snow and Seeking Plum Blossoms" who lashed out at Fang Qiu, "Looking for the Moon in the Nine Heavens" is a real killing move. The sword points to the sky, attracting the heavens and the earth, and the spiritual power in the secret illusion array even makes a blasting sound because of the rapid gathering. .

Jiang Yanqiu shook his wrist, the long sword was unsheathed, and the fire attribute talisman was activated at almost the same time! The sword wind carried the fire dragon, roaring towards the group of surging maggots!

The two phases swept, I don't know what the maggots are eating, but they made a toothache voice, the white maggots on the outer layer were instantly burnt to charcoal, stiff for a few seconds, and squirmed like a counterattack crazily!

However, the majestic spiritual power and the howling fire dragon swept forward, devouring all the maggots seen by the naked eye. There were bursts of bloody smell and the stench of burnt meat in the air. The door was engulfed in flames!

Wang Xiangjun kept a cold face, Qisha made a sound of piercing the air when he swung it, and smashed countless maggots with a whip; Zhan Taile took out an unknown purple powder from the storage ring, waved his hand, and blown it out along the wind, touching The maggots that arrived melted like blood.

Finally, the endless maggots twisted into black coke and fell to the ground.

The last one was also killed.

At this moment, the surrounding scenery trembled like ripples, and the illusion in the phantom array shattered like a mirror, revealing the real scene around.

They kept spinning in circles and came to a cliff!

The gravel rolled into the bottomless abyss along with the fallen soil, and there was no sound of landing at all.

If they are not careful, what awaits them will be smashed to pieces.

Jiang Yanqiu had lingering fears in his heart, and thought: "What is the origin of this secret realm? How long have we only been here, this is not treasure hunting, this is rushing to kill them all." The phantom formation, maggots, Gu masters that should have been extinct long ago

.

Not all disciples have the Yuan Condensation Realm like them, peerless spiritual artifacts such as Qisha and Fengming, and Zhan Taile's various methods of magic cultivation.

A little carelessness, failing to recognize the existence of the phantom array, being attacked by maggots caught off guard, exhausting spiritual power or falling off a cliff, the consequences can be imagined.

Nanlan Secret Realm, Jinghu Real Man... What is the origin?

Zhan Taile didn't care much and patted the ashes on his clothes: "Brother, adventure in the secret land, do you think that everyone came to people's house to receive gifts in harmony? There is no free lunch in the world." Although the truth is the

same , Jiang Yanqiu has long been used to Zhan Taile's indifference to human life, but many of the people who came to the secret realm this time are his friends, senior brothers and sisters, and fellow students who have had a relationship. It is unrealistic to say that he is not worried at all.

I can only hope that there are no major problems on their side.

This time, they walked out of the dense forest easily without the hindrance of the phantom array.

Hearing the sound of the gurgling stream and the faint voice of people not far away, Jiang Yanqiu was very excited.

Is it finally time to join the big team?

The light above the head that was blocked by dense branches and leaves suddenly brightened, and at the edge of the dense forest, there was actually a small open space with green grass, and the master had already gathered a lot of people.

On the other side, the few people who were looking forward to it had also spotted them with sharp eyes.

Xie Qingyan's eyes lit up, his eyebrows stretched, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's Yanqiu and the others!"

Chu Wanqing, Jiang Chengtao, Jiang Huai...everyone they knew were there.

Huh? I didn't see Senior Brother Song, so I don't know if he was teleported to another place by the secret realm.

Jiang Yanqiu is not very worried about the hero, he has the aura of the protagonist, and it is impossible for the hero to have an accident (:3_ヽ)_Xie Qingyan originally had a gloomy face, but when he saw him coming out, his brows softened instantly He took a deep breath, looked him up and down from head to toe carefully, frowned slightly and said, "Did you encounter anything on the way? Why are you so embarrassed.

" There was also some dust, and he waved his hand: "Hey, it's hard to say, I'll talk about it later." So

Xie Qingyan paused, Shi Shiran stood up straight, and politely swept over Wang Xiangjun who had a cold face , his gaze stayed for a moment on the brown-haired, blue-eyed Zhan Taile who was dressed in a foreign land: "... who is this?"

Jiang Yanqiu wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his brow, and said with a sneer, "Haha, the distant cousin of my family, the distant cousin, a casual cultivator, this year just happens to be qualified for the secret realm." ...That's much

more Only the distant cousin has black hair and black pupils, with a smile on his face; and a brown hair and green pupils, with a bad temper?

Xie Qingyan heard the words, but smiled lightly, pulled Jiang Yanqiu to his side very affectionately, carefully checked whether he was injured elsewhere, and after confirming that he was intact, he said helplessly : "As soon as the secret realm was teleported in, everyone was separated. Fortunately, the place where we met was not far away. Walking towards this side, we met soon. You are the only one missing. You."

With his fingers, he picked up a strand of Jiang Yanqiu's somewhat messy temple hair, smoothed it carefully, with an indescribably intimate gesture and tone, and then turned to the two big living people over there: "Yan Qiu's expression Brother? I haven’t heard him mention it much before. But since we are all in the secret realm, it is also fate. If my cousin is willing to stay with us, of course he is also welcome.” He naturally called Zhan Taile “cousin”, as

if Nothing wrong with that.

On the contrary, Zhan Taile was very novel, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect my brother to go to Xianshan and make such friends. I think back then..." Jiang Yanqiu covered his mouth: "Haha, cousin, why are you here again?

" Reminiscing about my childhood. Time is tight, let’s make a long story short.”

He briefly described the encounter with the phantom array after entering the secret realm.

Chu Wanqing had a disgusted expression on her face, her brows were so wrinkled that she could kill a fly, she couldn't help shivering twice: "Oh my god, it's so disgusting! The thing I hate the most in my life is bugs! If I saw it, I might collapse on the spot !"

Xie Qingyan originally thought they were just fighting monsters on the road, but they didn't expect it to be so dangerous, and frowned, "... Gu Master."

Jiang Yanqiu was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Xie Qingyan also knew about the existence of Gu Masters.

Xie Qingyan said: "Out of personal interest, I have known about it before. However, Gu masters have been extinct in the mainland for hundreds of years, and the Nanlan Secret Realm is only opened once every five years. Only monks below Condensation Yuan can enter. How could there be a suspected Gu master's handwriting here?"

Jiang Yanqiu blushed.

As expected of the big villain in the original book, who would a normal person want to learn about this kind of thing out of interest? Hey!

Jiang Chengtao looked a little solemn: "It seems that the trip to the secret realm is not as simple as we imagined, and everyone should try not to be alone." "Speaking of which, have you hunted the Candlefish?" Jiang Yanqiu pointed to Wang Xiangjun: "

We It's been a long time since the three of you came here, and I've come across this one."

Xie Qingyan opened his storage bag and showed him: "It's all here." There were more than

a dozen fainted Candle Yins folded in the storage bag mantle.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

Coach! It's not fair!

The few of them had a difficult and dangerous journey, and they didn't even see the shadow of Zhu Yinzi! Why Xie Qingyan they can drop so much!

Xie Qingyan chuckled: "It's just luck, I happened to bump into it when I entered the secret realm, so I just caught them all in one go, and I'll give you everything you want."

Jiang Yanqiu was very moved and rejected him.

Zhan Taile leaned over unhappily: "What's the big deal, brother, if you like this ugly thing, I'll kill it for you later." Don't go, this ruthless little killer, Jiang Yanqiu

really Some people will be worried that he will take away the old lair of Zhuyinmo.

But the good brothers are so generous, Jiang Yanqiu didn't hide anything, and showed them the spiritual plants he found along the way: "To be honest, I'm not really interested in the missions of the Xianmeng, but the fairy grass and spirit fruit in the secret realm are really real. It's quite rare. I'm going to spend the past few days and take all the spoils out and sell them for everyone's share."

Hey, this is no better than the rewards from the Immortal League.

Chu Wanqing leaned over and took a look: "Ah, 300-year-old Chixia Grass! What a good thing it is! The last time I asked my mother, she was not willing to give it to me!"

Chixia Grass is a kind of beauty-beautifying fairy grass, which is favored by fairies, but the market price is too expensive, and its essential functions are not practical. If Chu Wanqing wants to buy it, she will have to save a few months of pocket money.

Jiang Yanqiu took out another spiritual grass with green leaves to show Xie Qingyan: "This kind of immortal grass with the appearance and age is not even in the private treasury of Feng Zhenren from Baicao Peak. Qingyan said that you were short-lived when you were young. The body, just go back to mend it—don’t hide it, I’ve seen it all, before one person dealt with so many catfish, the left arm must have been injured.” Xie Qingyan was stunned, thanked softly, and lowered his eyes slightly

.

As soon as he came in, he was surrounded by candle yin cats. Although he managed to deal with it, his left arm was accidentally bitten by that thing. Afraid of being seen by Jiang Yanqiu, he simply bandaged her to prevent the blood from leaking out.

Unexpectedly, it was discovered.

Zhan Taile rubbed Jiang Yanqiu's empty arm eagerly: "Brother, I was injured too, you don't care about me." Jiang Yanqiu: "..." The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy is taller and heavier than

him

, Leaning over and pressing him almost staggered.

I see you are doing well!

So several people happily reached an agreement.

Helping the grandfather of Xianmeng desperately catching candles (X)

relying on secret land products to get rich (√)

plan to pass ∠(?」∠)＿ They are in harmony here, a discordant voice suddenly broke in, mocking loudly Said: "How brave and extraordinary I am as a Kunlun disciple, but I am just an ordinary person who is greedy for life and fear of death, and obsessed with petty gains.

" Zong Hui of the "Pai" looks very arrogant.

Jiang Yanqiu:? Are you OK? What happened to you ordinary people?

Behind the man was a group of male and female sword cultivators with clothes similar to his, but they did not conceal their yin and yang arrogance towards Jiang Yanqiu and the others: "The Immortal Alliance gave us this opportunity, and the original intention was to let us forge ahead and hunt the most monsters to prove it. My own strength. I didn’t expect that as the number one sect of your sect, there would be such a hide-and-seek, unprogressive, short-sighted guy with only so much vulgar gold and silver in his eyes. It’s really disappointing.” The sword behind him

The cultivators also echoed loudly: "Senior brother Sun is right." "

I was so fascinated by a few broken spirit grass that I couldn't walk, and Kunlun is nothing more than that."

Jiang Yanqiu: "... babbling for a long time , who are you?"

After being provocative for a long time, the other party had never even heard of his own name.

Senior brother Sun Maoshi was so angry that he blushed and his neck thickened: "You, you don't even know me? How is it possible! You must be pretending!"

This kid definitely did it on purpose! In front of everyone, they couldn't recognize their majestic Cangheng Sword Sect!

Jiang Yanqiu looked puzzled: "What are you, who are you? You have such a big face, why do I have to know you? Isn't it the most basic social etiquette to report your family first, or is your sect just like you, with your nostrils turned upside down?" Look at people?"

Jiang Chengtao, who once had a history of black nostrils, said, "..."

It was as if an arrow had been shot in the knee.

Suffice it to say, who didn't have black history when they were young.

Chu Wanqing whispered: "What's so great, isn't it the Jianzong who has suddenly emerged in the past few decades? I don't know how long we have regarded Kunlun as an imaginary enemy, and the disciples in the sect are as if they have been brainwashed. I’m stunned, I’m most annoyed to meet people from their sect when I go out.”

If Kunlun is a top university that has stood for thousands of years and has a long heritage, then the Canghai Sword Sect is a township inspiration that has counterattacked from the grassroots to the big city step by step. Excellent youth.

This sect was originally a little-known third-rate sect, but since the new head took over, it began to set extremely strict requirements for the disciples in the sect.

He could only sleep for two hours a day, and began to practice swords before dawn. He practiced until he could not lift his arms, and his muscles bleed, and he could not rest. Unlike Kunlun, who taught some miscellaneous courses in the first two years of entry, the Cangheng Sword Sect only teaches and only allows students to practice swords.

As long as you practice swords well, even if you are illiterate who can't read scriptures or big characters, it doesn't matter, you can still stand aloft among the disciples of the sect.

Of course, there are some disciples who can't bear this intensity of cultivation, and there are many who are injured and useless. Therefore, those Cangheng Sword Sect disciples who persevere are more desperate and conceited, and they are not allowed to be called Cang Heng Sword School is not good at all.

This year's big disciple, Sun Maoshi, was originally a fisherman. After being taken back by his master, he entered the fairyland and became a famous and famous person in the world. A master monk came out.

Sun Maoshi was extremely inferior and conceited, he was crazily introverted in the Cangheng Sword Sect, and practiced desperately, and finally became a well-known senior brother, and he was also somewhat famous among the young disciples of this generation.

Among the Kunlun disciples, sword cultivators accounted for the majority, so Cangheng Sword Sect regarded them as their number one imaginary enemy.

How about noble birth, what about talent?

That's all!

The few people who saw Kunlun at this time not only caught a Candle Yin cat, but also prepared to pass the trial in a calm manner. The self-esteem of the Cangheng Sword Sect was inflated wildly, and the sense of superiority was extremely strong. Great satisfaction.

——There is also an inexplicable and unexplainable jealousy.

How can these people be so carefree! Why don't they fight!

Jiang Yanqiu was not angry when he forced him to talk about Pengci: "If you want to catch it, go and catch it. Are we going to stop you? It's really funny. You don't care about the world and what other people do. You don't care if you have this nonsense leisure time." I've caught two."

Xie Qingyan Shi Shiran poured out the candle yin from the storage bag and put it on the ground, and in the eyes of the Cangheng Sword Sect people staring out of their eye sockets in shock, slowly lit the candle yin. The number of mandrels.

"Ah, eighteen, it's okay, make up a lucky number. How about Jiang Chengtao and you?"

Jiang Chengtao counted cooperatively, and generously admitted: "Thirteen, a little less than you."

Sun Maoshi looked at the only four candles in his hand: "..."

Not only are they few, the numbers are not very auspicious.

With a polite smile, Xie Qingyan put the candle back into the storage bag, as if it was really just for counting the quantity, and there was no intention of showing off.

"If that's the case, then I wish the Guipai victory and catch up with us as soon as possible. Come on, fellow Taoists of the Cangheng Sword Sect." Everyone in the Cangheng Sword Sect blushed instantly, looking at each other without saying a word

. Unable to speak.

They rushed over in a hurry to make a mockery, but in the end, someone backhanded it, which was several times more than theirs.

The face hurts more than being slapped a few times.

Sun Maoshi's face was red and purple, and when Jiang Yanqiu and the others turned around and left without paying attention, he said in a rough voice: "Let's go, what's the big deal! Let them be proud for two days now, and see who has the last laugh! "!"