who has seen the wind

After the windless night, the wind in the Wind Cave became more violent.

Xie Wei found a bad thing, the spiritual power was draining at a slow rate, but the spiritual energy in the wind cave could not be used by him.

Xie Wei said: "It's useless to wait for a long time, let's go."

Xia Ji nodded, and the two of them were blinded by the wind and sand as soon as they got out of the cave.A huge shadow can be vaguely seen in the sky, in the chaos, every time the shadow takes a step forward, a piece of yellow sand will be thrown up.

"What's that?" Xie Wei put his hands on his eyebrows and squinted his eyes.

Xia Ji: "Wolf soul."

Mo Shangjun looked at the two teenagers who were fighting with the desert wolf soul in the Jianshi mirror, and his head hurt a little.

The wolf soul feeds on the wind, and its spiritual power is endless.And the spiritual power of the two teenagers was consumed extremely quickly, as if they were at a disadvantage of being hanged and beaten.

Yingxue Knife stood straight in front of the Jian Shi Jing, Xiao Qi poked out a small head from the blade, and said sadly: "Why don't you give brother Xia Ji a piece of psychic jade? You should tell him the weakness of the wolf soul! If you don’t say anything, how can you tell him to fight?”

Mo Shangjun said indifferently: "I only have one psychic jade, and I gave it to you."

Xiao Qi glanced at the white hollowed-out round jade pendant on Yingxue Knife, and realized that she was wronged, blushed, but felt uncomfortable, and whispered: "Hmph, Mo Shanggui, cheapskate."

Mo Shangjun squeezed the formula to put the soul of the sword to sleep, and the ears were a little clearer.

In the Wind Cave Realm, both Xie Wei and Xia Ji were quite embarrassed, their spiritual energy was almost exhausted, they had no power to fight back, and hid in the cave.

The wolf spirit was extremely huge, its black hair was as sharp as steel needles, and its howling sound was earth-shattering.Guided by the wind, the wolf soul found the cave the size of an ant, and destroyed it two or three times.

In the broken corner, two small figures huddled.Xie Wei leaned against the stone wall, turned her head to look at the wolf soul looking around, and hid her breath.

The wolf soul searched for people by the breath in the wind, and would not be able to find them for a while.

Xia Ji's face was a bit ugly, he was panting with his eyes closed, and his palms slowly curled up.

Xie Wei gently shook Xia Ji's hand, worried, "Where did you get hurt?"

"No." Xia Ji pursed his lips and said with difficulty, "I just don't like this feeling."

This feeling of powerlessness.

Su Jue became famous, married his wife at the age of 24, abandoned his wife and son at the age of 29, and became an idiot after cultivating immortality.

Xia Ji still remembered that it was dusk when Su Jue left.His father was dressed in white clothes like snow, with fluttering sleeves, like a fairy who transcended the common world.

Those who have the wind in their bones are destined to be wandering.

Su Jue said, "Take care of your mother."

Xiao Xiaji clenched her fists and shouted: "Why am I taking care of you! Why are you refusing to stay! Why do you have a wife and son, and still yearn for immortality!"

"When you are hungry, you desire to have enough food; when you have no worries about food and clothing, you desire to be rich; when you are humble, you desire to climb; Pursuit. Everyone has something to pursue, but I seek longevity."

"Can't you wait a little longer?" Little Xia Ji grabbed Su Jue's clothes corner, raised her big innocent eyes, "Father, wait a moment, mother and I are mortals, we can't live more than a hundred years, you wait for me and Mother is dead, then leave."

Xia supported the wall and wept silently. She glanced at Su Jue, walked over and hugged Xiao Xia Ji, choked up and comforted her: "Good boy, don't embarrass your father. Your father's home is in the world, not with us."

The fiery red sun rolled down the hills, and the rays of light filled the sky.

"You are still young, when you grow up, you will want to resist, so that the rules and sufferings of the world can't suppress you. Father can't accompany you, so I can only give you a mantra." Su Jue caressed Xiao Xia Ji With a smile on his head, "In the future, my son wants to overthrow this world, and help you for my father."

Xiao Xiaji opened Su Jue's hand, "I don't care about it!"

Su Jue looked at Xia Shi with moist eyes, brushed her broken hair back, and kissed her for the last time in this life.

Xia's eyes filled with tears, "I hope that my husband will become an immortal in the future, go to the human world to suffer the samsara of life and death, and enjoy the joy of eternal life in the fairy world. At that time, the concubine will be an old woman, or a coffin of bones. If the husband sees it, don't cry for the concubine." .”

You have lofty ambitions, how dare concubine stop it.

Su Jue left.Dressed in white clothes, as bright as the moon, with a breeze in his sleeves, he is free and easy in the world.

Xiao Xiaji stared at the snow-colored back without blinking, clenched her fists tightly, and a wave of hatred rushed straight to her forehead.He suddenly ran wildly, the shadow of the tree ran back, and the long shadow spun around.

The young child stood on the rolling hills, choked up and shouted: "Daddy!"

The figure didn't look back.

Not in a hurry, but never catching up.

He forded three rivers and chased two mountains until the sky was filled with bright stars.

Xiao Xiaji lay on the green hill, crying into tears.

Can't catch up, never catch up.

When Su Jue became a fairy, thousands of birds chirped, ten thousand beasts neighed, and the world went mad.

When Su Jue became a fairy, when Xia Shi passed away.

The woman who was once loved by the first immortal in ten thousand years closed her eyes with tears on the hospital bed, and never looked at the world again.

When the breeze and the moon accompany the king, the concubine will turn into a ray of the moon and the breeze.

The king seeks longevity, and the concubine's heart is also eternal.

The wind and sand billowed, and the wolf soul roared.Xia Ji suddenly lowered his head and kissed Xie Wei, violently and frantically.

Xie Wei's heart was about to jump out, he forgot to hold his breath when he was nervous, and opened his eyes wide to look at the jumping wolf soul, "It's coming... um..."

Xie Wei's lip was bitten, Xia Ji greedily sucked the blood into his mouth and swallowed it into his stomach.

Looking at this scene, Mo Shangjun couldn't help but rubbed his forehead.The ghost king has licked blood with the tip of his sword for hundreds of years, and he has also cultivated the ability to stay calm in dangerous situations, but he has never seen Xia Ji like this!

This is not called being calm, it is called being blinded by color.

Mr. Mo Shang thought in his heart, Mr. Yuheng is ruthless and desireless, but he gave birth to a kind of love.

Jianshijing suddenly emitted a burst of blinding white light.

After the white light went out, the sobbing of the wolf soul dissipated.

In the Jianshi mirror, the young man in white bowed his body and panted hard, his right arm was torn, and his whole arm was bloody.

Mo Shangjun instantly thought of psychic chanting.With Xia Ji's strength alone, he would definitely not be able to land a shocking punch. The only possibility is that someone transferred his power to him through psychic chanting.

A monk attaches great importance to cultivation, and he can't wait to turn other people's power into his own, so he is willing to give power to others for free.Therefore, although there is such a mantra, very few people are willing to use it.

Presumably it was a psychic chant sent by someone who regarded Xia Ji as his life.

Mo Shangjun was thinking to himself, and suddenly heard a crisp voice, "Why do you always spy on brother Xiaji and brother evil spirit?"

Mo Shangjun: "...Why are you awake again?"

"Hmph, Xiao Qi is getting more and more powerful, so I won't always be under your control!" Xiao Qi leaned out of Yingxue Dao, and said pitifully, "No one kisses you, so you have to peep at other people's kisses. Pitiful."

Mo Shangjun: "..." The Ghost King, who had tried the Sleeping Curse, Long Sleeping Curse, and Soul-Sealing Curse, decided to think of a new way to stop that mouth.

The wolf soul is dead, and the wind cave environment tends to be calm.

Xia Ji lay tiredly in Xie Wei's arms, his eyebrows furrowed in pain.Su Jue's strength was not something his body could bear at all, he only recited the mantra once, and the spiritual power poured in crazily, as if his body was going to explode.

Can't catch up, never catch up.

Xie Wei bandaged Xia Ji's arm, and didn't ask what happened to that blow just now.Xie Wei can probably guess who borrowed Xia Ji's power to rely on the person who abandoned him, that kind of feeling is not too good.

Xie Wei smoothed Xia Ji's eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "Let me play a tune for you."

Xia Ji weakly opened his eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Okay, listen carefully."

Xie Wei took out a wooden flute from his waist, put it to his lips and played it.

The melody is gentle, the mountains are high and the water is long, and it pours quietly, which has the effect of calming the nerves.

Xia Ji smiled slightly, "It sounds very nice."

Xie Wei lowered her eyes: "As long as you like it."

The two of them rested for half a day, regained some strength, walked for a while, and saw a huge monster in the distant sky, shining golden light, not angry but majestic, charging straight at the two of them.

The almanac must have written: It is not suitable to go out today.