Long Aotian is not happy today

He was clearly a person full of yin and a villain who made people fearful in the novel, but when the figure of the visitor was completely exposed in the entrance of the cave, Xu Yang couldn't help being in a daze for a moment.

Without him, it's just someone who came... really gave birth to a good look.

The hood fell down, revealing a white jade-like cheek, the skin was clear and cold, without a trace of blood, it looked like fine enamel.

The facial features are also comfortable, the eyebrows are like willows, and the body is like a jade tree.

The beautifully curved lips evoked a slight smile, and when the light brown eyes stared sideways, there was almost a hint of tenderness.

But in the next second, the brain fascinated by the beauty recalled the original plot in a trance, and pulled out the identity of the person in front of him from the dense text.

At this moment, apart from the protagonist and Ning Hong, the only ones who can wander around Lunhan Mountain and come here...

Gu He!

The moment the name surfaced, Xu Yang's spine trembled.

It was as if a basin of cold water was pouring down his head, freezing him to a bone-chilling instant. He looked at the young man, his lips twitched for a moment, and finally he clenched his teeth and took a few steps back trembling.

Suddenly there was a murmur in his ear.

"Who is this guy? He looks so handsome."

Chen Shu, who was squatting in the corner, stood up at some point, and was pulling Xu Yang's sleeve lightly - it was "muttering" and "lightly pulling" to him, but it made Xu Yang restless. A stagger, secretly screaming bad.

He hurriedly covered Chen Shu's mouth, and dragged him behind him.

Facing Gu He who tilted his head slightly, Xu Yang's face was pale, and he managed to squeeze out a wry smile: "Uh...my friend is ignorant and offended senior brother, senior brother, forgive me, forgive me."

As soon as the words fell, the young man in front of him who looked like a good woman turned his head and said with a half-smile: "Oh, how do you know that I am your senior brother?"

Xu Yang: "...!"

Oops!

He made a slip of the tongue for a moment, and actually revealed his truth in front of this black-hearted villain!

"I……"

Think of a reason, think of a better reason!

The thoughts in Xu Yang's mind were running fast, but in a hurry, the more he thought about it, the whiter his eyes became.

He had no choice but to clenched his teeth, clenched the scimitar with five fingers, and raised his vigilance to the highest level.

Sweat quickly oozes from the palm, sticky and slightly cool.

The eyes of the person in front of him are also frightening, the brown pupils are slightly curved, but there is a dazzling red light faintly in the depths.

Stared at by such eyes, Xu Yang only felt that he seemed to be facing an abyss, and the unknown fear raised his head slightly from the depths, and he only glanced lightly, and looked at him thoroughly.

This is the spiritual coercion of a high-grade cultivator.

With just one thought, moving his little finger, he could be saved forever.

The coercion became stronger and stronger, gradually making it unbearable for Xu Yang. He gritted his teeth tightly, but his back still showed a slight tendency to bend strangely, and the soles of his shoes pressed down, leaving deep marks on the stone surface.

...It hurts, it hurts so much, it can't be done!

"What are you doing!"

Suddenly, a tall figure rushed out from Xu Yang's side, like a wild beast, pushing Xu Yang out of the oppression range of spiritual consciousness.

With a hoarse voice, Chen Shu said angrily, "You rabbit master, what are you doing to my brother?"

The young man clenched his hands into fists, his jaw slightly closed, and his eyes were sharp, as if he was ready to go. The lines of his explosive muscles were clear and smooth, and his back was solid.

Xu Yang, who was out of danger, panted heavily, raised his head slightly, and saw the bronze-colored stalwart body of his companion, which was three points taller than ordinary people, but at this moment standing in front of the villains, it looked more like a resolute mountain.

Inexplicably, it makes people feel at ease...

What a ghost!

If you dare to say that Gu He is "the son of a rabbit", what the hell is taking the lives of both of them into the ditch together!

Regardless of thinking about the complicated emotions in his heart, Xu Yang stepped forward hurriedly, covered Chen Shu's mouth, and said with a smile amidst the shouts of "uuuuuuu" from the people in his arms: "He's talking nonsense, he's talking nonsense! I This brother is not so clear-headed, how offended, how offended..."

"Interesting." A short distance away, Gu He curled his lips.

The young man in the hood walked slowly towards Xu Yang. Under Xu Yang's terrified eyes——

Passed by the two of them.

The black robe soaked in the icy wind, seemed to hold the snow that hadn't melted for a thousand years on Misty Peak, and gently brushed over the young man's pale cheeks.

With a very light, gardenia fragrance.

Gu He was tall and tall, and when he swayed past, he swayed lightly like a gust of wind. His shadow fell on the dark stone wall and quickly merged with it, like a drop of ink quietly melting into the deep sea.

"Tick."

A drop of cold sweat oozed from the corner of Xu Yang's forehead, rolled down his cheek, hung on his thin jaw for a moment, and fell to the ground silently.

Gu He's "interesting" sound seemed to have something else in it.

But at this moment, this person seemed to have abandoned his interest in them, and only walked slowly to the stone wall, with his long sleeves fluttering, and a long white hand stretched out.

Covered with blood mist on his hand, as soon as he poked it out, there seemed to be an invisible thick cloud in the air, and the hissing of the soul rang out in the ear, tearing the eardrum, drilling into the mind, tumbling crazily——

The two people in the corner hugged their heads in pain and squatted on the ground.

Chen Shu is good at hand-to-hand combat, and he has no resistance to this kind of spiritual attack. No matter how developed his muscles are at this moment, he can only roll all over the ground with his head in his arms. After all, Xu Yang is a time traveler, and his soul is tougher than ordinary people. Facing Gu He's spell at this moment, he could barely resist it and raised his head.

Then, he saw a scene that made him dumbfounded.

The "secret realm stone spirit" who was desperately unwilling to give him the secret book actually split a huge gap very quickly, spewing out all kinds of things desperately, rotten spiritual plants, invalid medicines, broken spiritual weapons, all kinds of things... The jade slips and scrolls...

Recalling the waste "stone" he got three times, Xu Yang felt like tearing apart.

Is there any reason for this motherfucker?

Is Hang Xiao the protagonist, or is Gu He the protagonist?

Looking at the formation in front of him, he is simply the son of the Lord of the Secret Realm!

At this moment, the flow of things in the stone wall gradually slowed down, as if they had been vomited clean.The cracks in the stone contracted violently a few times, then split open quickly, and a jade slip with faint fluorescence was spit out.

Unlike all the trash in the "garbage dump", the jade slip had a warm yellow glow on its surface as soon as it appeared, and it slowly slid down from the hill-like pile of objects and fell into Gu He's hands.

Warm yellow lining the jade hands, giving the young man's almost pale hands a touch of popularity.

Xu Yang's eyes straightened.

He is very sure that it is the "Pure Yang Xuan Jing" that Hang Xiao found from the secret realm in the original text, and it is the key to the protagonist's pure blood and aptitude improvement!

His gaze moved along with the jade slips, his head was slightly poked forward, his eyes were almost fixed on the warm yellow light.

But not far away, Gu He gently pinched the jade slip, looked at it carefully for a moment like admiring flowers, chuckled, and said to himself: "It's a good thing, but it's not what I want."

After saying that, the blood mist in the palm became thicker and thicker, as if it wanted to destroy the jade slip.

"Wait!" Xu Yang's eyes trembled, and he subconsciously shouted.

As soon as he exited the mouth, alarm bells rang in his heart, and he subconsciously covered his mouth.

...but it was too late.

A short distance away, the young man with a beautiful face turned around hearing the sound, the light brown in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a red that was so rich that it almost dripped blood, the dark waves were turbulent, and the wind and waves were raging.

"You want this cheat?" He whispered.

Before Xu Yang could react, he suddenly seemed to have heard something interesting, and laughed softly, with blood in his eyes: "But why should I give it to you? Just because you are..."

Before the words were finished, there was a sudden strong light at the entrance of the passage!

It was a raging flame, as hot as the scorching sun, and as huge as a fire wheel. The moment it emerged, it rushed forward with the momentum of breaking bamboo, knocked down a pile of rubble, and rushed straight at Gu He!

Accustomed to the darkness in the corridor, when he saw a strong light at this moment, even if it was as strong as Gu He, he subconsciously closed his eyes slightly.

The moment he closed his eyes, two dexterous figures flashed out from the road, and quickly jumped towards Xu Yang and Chen Shu, dragged them to the outside, and shouted: "Go!"

At the same time, a thick gray fog filled the corridor, and a small black dragon swam in the fog, churning like a dragon, desperately eating away at the red blood fog.

The blood mist seems to be a great tonic for it, after a few mouthfuls, the protruding horns on the little Jiao's head grew a bit.

It licked its mouth covetously, opened its mouth and swallowed a few more mouthfuls, until its belly was swollen and round, but it was still not satisfied, and turned around the red mist anxiously.

Until Ning Hong hastily turned his head and shouted: "Why don't you leave quickly?"

Xiaojiao reluctantly turned around, wagged his tail, and quickly rushed back to Ning Hong's body, submerging under the skin.

Deep in the blood mist, there was a burst of low laughter, low and dark, like the wind blowing in the vast secluded plain.

"Can you go?" the young man said in a young voice.

The dense fog broke through, and before seeing the face, a pair of scarlet pupils were revealed first. At first glance, it reminds people of corpses strewn all over the field, blood and bones...

When ghost Xiu cultivated to the depths, he was like an endless furnace of hell. The moment he opened his eyes, the furnace was activated, and the rock fire poured down, almost burning his soul.

This can also be regarded as the unique skill of ghost cultivators. Except for some Taoist techniques that specialize in spiritual consciousness, the only one who can fight against it is another ghost cultivator, or the one with the evil body still on it, the demon...

"Don't look."

The invisible coercion spread in the narrow hall, subconsciously, Ning Hong raised his slender hand and covered Hang Shi's eyes.

——The tentacle is a dense long eyelashes.

As soon as this action was made, Ning Hong was stunned.

Although the villain he played should do everything possible to increase the favorability of the protagonist at this time, but the reaction at that moment just now was definitely not intentional.

At this time, he felt the long eyelashes trembling under his palm, sweeping across his palm like a small brush, soft and itchy, almost touching the tip of his heart.

"Brother Ning?" Hang Xiao was puzzled.

The clear voice reached his ears, and Ning Hong's palm seemed to have been scalded, and he quickly retracted it.

...But he didn't take it all away, he raised it in the air for a moment awkwardly, and then gently lowered it as if unwilling to give up, and put it on Hang Xiao's shoulder.

While pushing Hang Shiu out, he suppressed the momentary restlessness in his chest with luck, and the spiritual power in his body surged towards Gu He like a tide, and he whispered: "Take those two people away quickly, and I will stop him."

"How did that happen?"

Hang hour shook his head again and again.

There was a trace of shame in his heart, which he couldn't explain clearly.

Originally, according to the plot, they would not meet Gu He in the Stone Palace, but should be intercepted by Gu He outside the Stone Palace.

By that time, Galaxy Sect had already responded to the accident in the test field. Gu He was finally forced back by the repaired mountain guarding formation, and Hang Shi and others were not in danger.

But because Hang Xiao deliberately delayed in the corridor in the middle, the matter developed to this point.

If there is a slight mistake, Ning Hong, Chen Shu and others will be injured or even killed...

No need for electric shocks, a strong sense of shame can kill Hang Xiao.

So Hang Shih waved his big hand and pushed Chen and Xu to the outside of the cave, while he turned around and rushed straight, stood firmly on Ning Hong's shoulder, and said loudly: "Brother Ning, I'll help you!"

He held his breath and gathered his energy, and Yang Yan turned into a dazzling torrent under the urging of his increasingly familiar spiritual power. The fire phoenix spread its wings, danced nimbly, broke through the fog, and hovered above Gu He.

Sparks fly, like meteors in the sky turning into fire rain, falling for nine days, like a grand and dazzling fireworks.

The light shines on Hang Shi's profile.

It was a beautiful orange-yellow color with golden awns, swaying with the flames like colorful waves, reflecting the outline of the already clear and jade-like face extraordinarily vividly, full of youthful aura in fresh clothes and angry horses.

The heat wave swept across, brutally dyeing the breath with scalding temperature.

In the flames, the handsome young man tilted his head slightly, and smiled.

The snow-white thin shirt was dyed a bright orange red, and the long sleeves fluttered, so warm... it made people's heart throb.

……

The blood mist that permeated Gu He's body gradually solidified, turning into red lines flying around, spitting out a long and thin letter like a poisonous snake, and drawing it straight towards Hang and Xiao.

The coercion of a high-grade cultivator covered their backs like a hill, oppressing their backs. In such an environment, it gradually became difficult to even stand up straight, let alone luck to resist.

But hang hour only felt excited.

The flames scorched his long hair, the heat waves lifted his sleeves, and the golden sun flames swung out from his palm, violently colliding with the blood mist on the opposite side, each time accurately shooting down a blood snake.

Occasionally, a fish that slipped through the flame barrier would savagely rush straight at him, and a faint gray mist would swirl towards him, lightly blocking him.

Some people say that a man's romance is liquor, guns and roses.

Those lives with Hang Xiao were far away, but at this moment, standing side by side with Ning Hong, Hang Xiao clearly felt that feeling.

Turning his head slightly, he caught a glimpse of the handsome young man beside him from the corner of his eye.

The dark pattern on the black clothes is pure and elegant, and the gray mist is dispersed between waving hands.

It was originally an evil force, but at this moment, Hangshi's yang flames burned the entire stone palace brightly, and the fire light fell on Ning Hong's white cheeks like glazed glass, making him appear as transparent as white jade.

A pair of bright red lips are particularly conspicuous. They were slightly red under the clear sky, but at this moment they were dyed with a warm yellow light, becoming soft, gentle and ambiguous.

Hang Xiao was a little distracted, and murmured in his heart: "Mr. 025, his lips are so beautiful, I want to kiss..."

025 snickered.

Hangshi has always liked to admire beautiful men, but in the chatter with 025, he is often envious of the other's chest muscles, abdominal muscles, and long legs.After so long, it was the first time 025 heard that he wanted to kiss someone.

Wanting to be close and wanting to do are naturally different meanings.

It's just that Hang Xiao himself...I'm afraid he hasn't realized it yet.

025 intentionally reminded him, but the situation is urgent now, not the time to discuss this.So 025 whispered: "Hi, friendly reminder, you are about to lose! Work harder, go out and kiss again."

His eyes shone slightly, and Hang Xiao nodded.

This is indeed the case.

Remove the ambiguous filter that is eight times thicker in front of your eyes, and with their eighth-rank cultivation level, they are indeed no match for Gu He.

Although the yang flames were intense and the gray mist was thick, the blood mist in front of them seemed endless. The red thread broke and melted, and the blood snakes were winding under their feet, gathering like a steady stream of waves, gradually making the two of them flustered.

and……

The person who can act as the villain on the face of the book does not only have this means.

Hang Shiu faintly noticed that the young man covered in blood mist covered his face, but kept sizing them up with sharp eyes. He didn't use all his strength in his shots. It was not so much an attack as a tease .

"So you..."

A low voice suddenly came from the depths of the blood mist, the colder and clearer it was, like ice and snow.

Gu He pursed his lips.

His lips were also red, and his eyes were so dark that even the light of the fire could not illuminate them. When he looked up, Hang Shi's back trembled slightly, feeling as if he was facing a boundless abyss.

His voice was very soft, hidden in the sound of crackling flames rising, and in the next second, a bloody shadow suddenly burst out, as fast as electricity, and rushed straight towards Hang Xiao!

Hang Xiao only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a strong force came from behind, pulling him violently and staggering two steps backward.

The coolness suddenly hit the neck, like a thread of ice, or a sharp and cold knife, quietly drilled into the side of Hang Shi's neck, and wrapped around his neck with lightning speed.

Hang Xiao subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed it——

Caught empty.

……Oops.

In the original text, Gu He has a unique skill that can kill people thousands of miles away, and it's called..."Lovesick Red Bean".

The coolness is like a flexible vine, which penetrates under the skin, penetrates into the meridians, drills along the blood to the dantian, and quickly takes root and sprouts on the elixir, stretches the tender leaves, and wraps the Hanghour elixir layer by layer.

Yang Yan in the tunnel was in full swing, but was suddenly cut off from the source of spiritual energy.

The jumping flames flickered feebly for a few times, and flickered for a moment unwillingly, and finally gradually dimmed, turning into a wisp of flying smoke.

And the red rope around Hang's neck began to tighten slowly, bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye, torturing him until he couldn't breathe, and Qingjun's cheeks gradually turned red.

Gu He stood beside him, his hood swayed slightly behind his head, his right hand was slightly raised, his long sleeves slid down, revealing a white wrist.

Ruyu fingertips are dancing and twisting in mid-air, as if the strings are in hand, playing a clear and melodious spring song.

Hang Xiao's eyes gradually turned gray.

In a trance, a low murmur and a series of crazy and tragic laughter drifted in his ears. Gu He seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be in trouble with something, his voice was slightly hoarse: "If, I am here Kill you……"

Hang hour's heart trembled.

A cold killing intent spread from behind and climbed onto his shoulders.

It was so clear that a sense of enlightenment arose in Hang Xiao's heart——

Gu He really wanted to, and it was very possible, to kill him here.

Grabbing his neck weakly with both hands, he screamed in pain in his mind: "Ah, ah, Mr. 025, the villain wants to kill me!"

"Let him go!"

Gray air swept across suddenly, and the blood mist exploded.

Before 025 replied, another person responded first.I saw the black flood dragon poking its head, baring its fangs ferociously, and the solid blood mist collapsed in front of him, as if someone grabbed a corner of the night and ruthlessly tore it apart——

In the middle of the gap, Ning Hong's pale face was exposed.

His handsome face is now full of anxiety, the light in his deep eyes is dimmed, his right hand shakes, a jade slip is held between his fingertips, and it passes in front of Gu He.

"I know you want this, let him go and it will be yours. Otherwise..."

Ning Hong's five fingers clenched tightly, and with his fingertips exerting force, the jade slip couldn't bear the weight, and tiny cracks burst open at the corners.

"I will destroy it." The young man said with a gloomy face.

But a short distance away, Hang Xiao's eyes darkened.

Suddenly, I felt no pain in my neck and no difficulty in breathing.

He lowered his head in pain, wishing that he would faint immediately and pretend he didn't see anything.

——Brother, I know that as a villain, you must have hidden the jade slip.

But don't expose it in front of me!

You look like this, how can I pick it up later?