The flowers of Gaoling have been picked

The two lights and shadows shuttled over the roof tiles at an extremely fast speed.

"Master! Where are we going?" Jing Zhan caught up with Su Wangli and shouted at him.

Su Wangli didn't slow down at all, looked sideways at Jing Zhan, frowned suddenly when he saw the bruise at the corner of Jing Zhan's mouth, suddenly stopped, and stood on the roof.

Seeing Su Wangli stop, Jing Zhan felt weird, so he stopped too, blinked his eyes, his thick and curled eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and asked in puzzlement, "Master? Why did you stop?"

Su Wangli didn't reply, his eyes were still locked on Jing Zhan's bruised mouth, his heart was surging, he was a little guilty, but his face was flat and indifferent: "The corners of your mouth are bruised..."

"What?" Jing Zhan didn't react, he subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth with his hand when he heard Su Wangli say this, "Hiss—" The pain made him gasp.

The fight was so intense that he didn't pay attention to it. The corner of his mouth was purple and he didn't even know it. He only thought about Su Wangli's side. After all, there were so many people there, so it's normal to get some injuries.

"It should have been hit just now, master who is not in the way." Jing Zhan didn't care, he said lightly, and there was a bright smile on the corner of his mouth, who knew that the wound on the corner of his mouth was not as good-looking as he had imagined. , his face was smiling and twitching, but when he saw Su Wangli, his heart changed.

His little apprentice was afraid that his master would be worried, even though the wound on the corner of his mouth was so painful, he still wanted to comfort him and smiled at him.

He stretched out his index finger to touch the wounded corner of Jing Zhan's mouth, the touch was delicate and soft, and it was still warm.

Jing Zhan didn't know what his master was going to do, so he stared at Su Wangli with wide eyes.

I saw Su Wangli's fingertips flickering with light, and there seemed to be a warm current passing through the place Su Wangli touched. Immediately afterwards, the swelling and pain at the corner of his mouth disappeared.

Su Wangli watched his bruise gradually disappear, took his finger away from the corner of Jing Zhan's mouth, and put it behind his back.

I wanted to say some words that should be careful, but I couldn't say anything when I reached my mouth, and my mouth changed: "I don't care about cultivation! Go back and put me in confinement!"

"Ah! Farewell, Master!" What Jing Zhan fears most is confinement, which is even more uncomfortable than hitting him with the hilt of "Eternal Regret".

Lock him tightly in the Qiankun Room, a room can only accommodate one person, the door is locked and there is no light around, it is pitch black, but there seem to be countless ghosts howling and crying around him, it is really scary.

Su Wangli ignored him and jumped into the distance.

"Master! I was wrong about Master! I will definitely practice seriously in the future!" Jing Zhan hurriedly chased after him, paying attention to whether there was anything in the way in front of him, and begged Master.

"Shut up! Say another ten days!"

Jing Zhan immediately pursed his mouth, his face was full of worry, and he followed behind Su Wangli in a grievance.

"Then master... where are we going..." Jing Zhan opened his mouth carefully and asked.

"Go to Chen's house." Su Wangli looked serious, narrowed his eyes, and ran forward.

Among the dense crowd just now, everyone in the town came to attack the two of them, but among them, there was no Chen family.

This is definitely not a coincidence.

Su Wangli's alarm bell rang loudly, the veins on his forehead jumped violently, and the speed of his feet accelerated unconsciously. Jing Zhan usually didn't work hard, so he could only grit his teeth and try his best to chase Su Wangli at this time.

Jing Zhan frowned and looked at Su Wangli's increasingly blurred figure in white clothes, with fairy bones fluttering, Lang Yan was unique, unparalleled in the world.

What if... Su Wangli wasn't the current immortal, or...was he like this before he ascended to the immortal?

Jing Zhan couldn't help thinking wildly.

——"It doesn't matter if you pick a fairy bone."

The harsh wind brushed past my ears, making my eardrums hurt, and the clear and generous, calm and indifferent voice crept into my ears through the harsh wind.

"Master!" Jing Zhan didn't want to shout at first, but Su Wangli was obviously thinking about something and completely forgot Jing Zhan's existence. He was like this every time, no matter what happened, he always had to resist alone, and there was obviously someone around him to rely on.

Maybe it's been like this since he was a child. When he was weak, he wanted to find someone to share with him, but there was no one around him. Gradually, he learned to swallow the broken teeth in his stomach, and wipe the blood that had flowed by himself. Leave all the fragility to yourself, dig out your heart and bury it in the deepest place, and put on your camouflage mask. Gradually, spring, summer, autumn and winter are like white horses passing by. He just came here alone, until Jing Zhan appeared and was buried in the The deepest heart struggled to jump out, he wanted to tear off his mask, but after wearing the mask for a long time, it was stuck to the flesh, but he couldn't even pull it off.

"Master!" Seeing that Su Wangli ignored him, Jing Zhan shouted even louder.

Only then did Su Wangli come to his senses, and when he looked back, he found that Jing Zhan was far away from him, and he unconsciously accelerated his speed. Su Wangli felt guilty that he would not be a good master, so he frowned and stared, slowed down, and waited for Jing Zhan to catch up. superior.

But in Jing Zhan's eyes, Jing Zhan didn't see this expression. Even if he had three more brains, he would never have thought that Su Wangli's current expression was angry at himself.

After Jing Zhan caught up and saw his master's impatient expression, he scolded himself in a low voice, "Idiot, knowing that Bai Yasha is always angry, you still want to disturb him now." He just wanted to make Su Wangli hurry up. Calm down, so as not to cause unnecessary bodily harm to yourself.

So he didn't realize at all that he was able to keep up with Su Wangli's pace now, and galloped side by side on the roof tiles with him.

The cold wind was bleak, and the stars in the distance were expanding inch by inch before the two of them.

"Master, that bone picking...was there really a god who committed a crime?" Jing Zhan stopped Su Wangli because he wanted to ask such a question. Is there any god who is so careless and brainless to break the fairy rules and pick the bones of immortals and never be immortal?

A face suddenly popped up in Jing Zhan's mind. The man's sword-like eyebrows were heroic, his lines were clear, his nose was straight and soft, and his eyes, which were originally affectionate, were full of meanness and indifference.

It is the person who walks side by side with him.

Jing Zhan poked secretly and added a sentence from his heart.

Except for his master.

"Have."

As soon as he added the words in his mind, the clear and windy voice reached his ears.

"What?!" Jing Zhan's eyes widened, regardless of whether the cold wind entered his stomach, he opened his mouth wide, with a strange expression on his face.

He thought he heard it wrong, besides his master, there are such stupid gods?

He really wants to know who this silly god is?

Su Wangli knew what he wanted to ask, and before he could say it, he said softly: "A flower fairy in the Hundred Flowers Realm was stripped of his bones and demoted to the mortal world because he violated the rules of heaven by infidelating with a fairy. He fell ill and died not long after."

"Tsk, I thought all the gods in the sky were pure-hearted and ascetic, but I didn't expect to lose to the word 'love'." Jing Zhan sighed.

"Except for birth, old age, sickness and death, there is no difference between immortals and humans. Sometimes, immortals are more terrifying than humans..."

The two didn't say much, they were already standing on the tiled roof of the Chen residence's backyard.

At this moment, the Chen family, which was supposed to be brightly lit, was pitch black. In the huge courtyard, there were only bare branches twisting wildly in the severe wind. The trees were like monster claws struggling to tear out of the soil, weird and weird.

Jing Zhan could even hear the roar of the monster from under the soil, as if it would break out of the ground the next moment.

Su Wangli stood upright on the roof of the roof, his white clothes fluttering in the wind. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the branches of the trees, and his whole body was tense, like the posture of a beast catching prey before launching an attack.

Then, Jing Zhan realized that he was not hallucinating, the howling sound became more and more clear and intense, getting closer and closer to them, as if a hundred monsters were rushing towards them ferociously.

The next second, the two saw those monsters. Before they could see their faces clearly, a monster broke out from the room below. Su Wangli seemed to have been prepared, and turned around to avoid the monster and hold Jing Cham flew to another tiled roof with his wrist.

As expected, just as the two feet touched the tile roof, another monster broke out of the tile. Immediately afterwards, there was a crisp sound of tiles breaking everywhere, and all the monsters hiding in the room flew up, densely packed, and rushed towards the two of them. It opened its rotten mouth, revealing sharp teeth mixed with stinking blood.

A gust of breeze came, and most of the dark clouds were blown away, and the bright moonlight shone into Chen's house, illuminating all the ferocious faces.

Su Wangli and the two finally saw the scene in front of them clearly.

The monsters standing on the roof tiles were obviously dead one by one. Their faces were blue and white, and there were large patches of blood around their faces and mouths. Some of them had already dried up and were dark red, while some were still bleeding into their necks.

Su Wangli clenched his back molars, and the hand holding Jing Zhan's wrist tightened unconsciously.

Among those people, the two leaders were Chen Yaoshi and Chen Xushi, who were dressed in brocade brocade. Behind them were some servant girls who were obviously from the Chen family, while the others were dressed in rags, obviously bitten by wild animals. It turned out that most of his body had already festered and maggots, exposing the white bones.

Su Wangli waved his sleeves and swept over the monster that was about to charge, his sharp eyes swept over everyone, except those whose clothes were still completely covered, the rest had one thing in common, the chest was dark and empty, where the heart should have been There is nothing.

He actually killed everyone in the Chen family, dug their hearts and turned them into corpse puppets!

Su Wangli saw more and more monsters, coming towards the two from all directions, servants, guards, maidservants, and...the townspeople who disappeared in the villages and towns, those who should have been eaten by Qiongqi, now He rushed towards them like a marionette.

Su Wangli pulled Jing Zhan behind him, summoned "Eternal Regret" with one hand, swung his sharp sword and slashed at them, the lightning on the sharp blade crackled and shot golden light straight towards the pile of dead people, only to hear the loud sound of the roof tiles cracking Ears ringing, the bunch of dead people were split by the sword light and scattered in all directions, several times in a row, the dense crowd was blown to pieces.

However, those living dead were dead in the first place. Not long after they were on the ground, they staggered up, staggered and tried to straighten up, but the weak and swaying arm broke from the middle with a "click" and fell to the ground, leaving only the upper body. A piece of white bone connects the human body.

Unaware, they rushed over tirelessly, the crowd was rushing, Su Wangli still held onto Jing Zhan tightly.

"Master!" Jing Zhan held a knife in his hand, and slashed at the rushing undead extremely quickly.

The two of them could have used four hands, but one was held like this but only had two hands. Su Wangli glanced at him, met his gaze, let go of him without saying a word, and threw himself into the battle.

Jing Zhan seemed to see the flash of forbearance and worry in Su Wangli's eyes, but now that the living dead were imminent, Jing Zhan had no time to guess what his master was thinking, so he could only resist with a knife.

But these people were tireless, they were beaten until their limbs were broken, and they had to crawl towards them. Although Su Wangli's spiritual power was extremely strong, his physical strength was always his weakness. He was good at hitting with one blow without having to go back and forth However, this group of living dead seemed to fight them to the end, consuming all their energy.

"Jing Zhan! Go and stay on that tree!" Su Wangli saw that his physical strength could no longer support him, so he yelled at Jing Zhan who was fighting among the living dead on the roof tiles.

"Master, what are you going to do!" Jing Zhan couldn't help trembling in his heart, he could never guess what his master was thinking.

"Don't talk nonsense, go!" Su Wangli's strong sword energy split all the living dead around him.

Raising his hand and waving his sword, he hit Jing Zhan onto a tree, meditated a mantra to set up an enchantment around him, and then flew down into the downstairs wing.

At this moment, those living dead had already been disabled to the extreme, with no hands or feet, and had difficulty moving, but they still rushed into the wing room tirelessly.

"Master!" Jing Zhan saw piles of rotten meat pouring in, and Su Wangli couldn't see him in the wing at the moment, and the group of living dead could only get in and out.

The next moment, Jing Zhan's heart almost stopped, and the door of that wing was slammed shut from the inside.

For a moment, Jing Zhan's body stiffened, his heart seemed to be caught by the door and couldn't beat, fine sweat dripped from his forehead, his hands patted the radiant film and trembled slightly, and there was a little cool air on his back, as if he was standing tall. The cold wind pierced through his body, his muscles tensed, and he shouted hoarsely: "Master! Come out, Master!"

Then the rooms filled with the living dead roared violently, all the wall bricks collapsed, smashed to the ground and turned into dust, the ground roared like wild beasts, and the rooms collapsed in an instant.

Su Wangli broke out of the window just before the house collapsed, and all the living dead were crushed under the bricks and tiles, and they would not be able to exert their strength for a while.

Jing Zhan looked at Su Wangli who was flying towards him, the clothes on his shoulder were torn, revealing a long blood-red scar.

Su Wangli raised his hand to release the seal, and looked at the only place not far away where candlelight was shining.

The two raised their legs and ran towards that place.