Long Aotian is not happy today

In the Xinghe Sect, which is hundreds of miles away, on the Zhaixing Pavilion, it is already a piece of white light.

Thousands of spirit stones are neatly arranged on the ground, like thousands of stars, gathering into a shining sea.

Xu Yu'er stood in the center of the spirit stone, her jaw slightly raised, her eyes closed tightly.

In order to protect face, Xinghezong spent a lot of money. At this time, every piece of Lingshi on the ground corresponds to a person on Lunhan Mountain in the distance. out, and slowly connect the spirit stones into a string.

In the crowd of onlookers not far away, someone coughed softly.

"This is... the prototype of that sorcery?"

"What sorcery?" The person who responded had just asked half a sentence, then suddenly realized, "You mean, that 'Acacia Red Bean'?"

"Exactly." The person who asked the question nodded repeatedly.

Elder Zhou who responded was silent for a moment, frowning.

"The lovesickness red bean technique was originally created by Xu Yu'er. The original intention...it doesn't matter. Anyway, it fell into the hands of that villain Gu He, and it became such a sorcerer's technique."

Elder Zhou sighed for a moment, raised his eyes slightly, squinted his eyes and glanced at Xu Yuer who was in the center of the formation, deliberately raised his voice, and pointed out: "So she, Xu Yuer, should be responsible for this matter."

"Now, this little girl's film can wake up the big formation, it doesn't matter if it can make up for it, if it can't..."

The voice was lost in the rising wind, turning into several low sneers.

The person who asked the question asked stupidly: "I can't, so what?"

"How?" Elder Zhou said indifferently, "Then move out of Misty Peak, give up the order of the suzerain, and obediently be a disciple of the third generation, don't ask Xiao to think about other things!"

As soon as the words fell, the cold wind howled, and a violent cyclone as high as a person rolled up in the air.

In the center of the spirit stone, the pretty girl suddenly opened her eyes!

The white awn glowed, and the spirit stone tied with a thin thread was lifted up by the breeze, slowly sinking and floating in the air, and after a few breaths, it seemed to be consciously drifting slowly towards a certain direction.

The spiritual stones that were originally neatly arranged were misplaced in an instant, and they seemed to gather in a scattered manner, and then piled up randomly on the left and right, and fell to the ground and did not move.

The radiance of most of the spirit stones has dimmed a lot, and some even restrained their brilliance, as dim as a dead stone.

Only a very small number of spirit stones are still floating in the air, either violently ups and downs, or continue to float at a slow speed, swinging towards the southeast in a certain direction.

"...What is this, throwing stones for fun?"

Someone behind him was dissatisfied: "That's it, do you want three thousand spirit stones from the sect? Give it to me, and I will too."

"Silence!"

The majestic voice came from the left side, and the complainer raised his head angrily, unwilling to be reconciled.

——Facing Elder Zhou's dark face and silent eyes.

The man flinched for a moment, cursed and retracted his head, nestled behind him and did not move.

Elder Zhou withdrew his gaze and stared intently at the girl in the center of the formation.He is a master of formation, how can he fail to see the real situation on the field at this moment?

Knowing that she didn't have the ability to pry Lun Han's large formation, Xu Yu'er used a tricky method to arrange a small formation on the Zhaixing Pavilion, replacing many candidates in the current formation with spirit stones, and using her "Acacia Red Bean" The unique understanding of ', and the special sensitivity to Gu He's technique, actually simulated the current situation of the Lunhan formation.

... This little girl is really a genius.

Thinking up to this point, Elder Zhou pondered for a moment, his eyes dimmed.

So what about genius.

Ignorant of current affairs, not knowing how to advance and retreat, such a genius is worse than nothing.

A genius who has gone astray is even more terrifying. If Gu He hadn't been too talented back then, he wouldn't have harmed Xinghe to what he is today.

While thinking about it, Xu Yu'er in the center of the formation finally moved.

The plain skirt fluttered, outlining her slender but graceful figure, and her black hair swayed gently in the long wind, as she walked towards an inconspicuous corner of the formation step by step.

There are three or four spirit stones piled up there.

Different from other gray and dark spirit stones, these pieces are extraordinarily round, with shining brilliance blooming on the surface, shaking violently on the slightly raised ground, as if there is something wrapped in the stone, unwilling to break through the shackles.

The girl's red lips were tightly pursed, and a trace of sadness flashed in her light brown pupils.

But then he was overwhelmed by deeper anger and sadness, and complex emotions surged in the depths of his eyes, like surging waves breaking snow and hitting rocks.

Xu Yuer suddenly bowed her head.

The snow line gathered in the palm of the hand, condensed into a dazzling ball, and the spiritual power fluctuated, spreading towards the outer circle like ripples——

With a "snap", the girl hit a certain spirit stone.

The surface of the spirit stone was dusty, very inconspicuous, but if you look carefully, there are faint dots of scarlet inside, like blood flowers quietly blooming on the surface of the deep sea.

The corners of the girl's lips were slightly raised, as if she was smiling, but also as if she was about to cry, she just said softly: "...I found you."

……

The moment the aura fell on the dark gray spirit stone, the palm of the girl Ruyu's palm shone brightly.

The white thread suddenly tightened, and Xu Yu'er held the ball of light, as if she was holding the intertwined place of the spiritual thread, she saw that she combed it carefully with green fingers, and lifted it lightly——

The entire optical network trembled accordingly, sending out a series of "buzzing" trembling sounds. The light waves centered on the light cluster, and the intense fluctuations spread round and round, getting faster and faster.

Intense ripples also swayed over Lunhan Mountain hundreds of miles away.

It is far away and misty, as if separated by a thick layer of mist, but as time goes by, the spiritual light is like ripples in the mirror, erasing the floating dust little by little, revealing the most essential and most dazzling brilliance.

Baimang broke into the formation with a strong posture, and fiercely confronted the black streaks of blood mist flying in the air, flashes of light flew, although silently, burst out a devastating spiritual wave.

The war takes the central mountain range as the center of the circle, and it spreads in all directions like a strong wind. Dust and sand are flying everywhere, and the vegetation is bent. Even candidates who still have the strength to walk are hard to resist. Kneeling, knees sinking into the soil, making deep mud marks.

In the southeast area, Lou Jue also had to jump off a branch, turned over in mid-air, and landed on the ground.

He supported a tall banyan tree by his side, and the long hunting wind blew his long hair flying in the air, and his green robe billowed, almost blocking his sight.

Behind him, the pale-faced Kong Jia also trembled slightly, pushed aside his hair that was blown by the wind, squinted his eyes slightly at the light in the sky, and said hesitantly, "Brother Lou, that's..."

"It was the masters of Galaxy Sect who made the move, we are saved." Lou Jue said softly.

He put down the young man on his back, carefully supported him to lean against the tree, his fingertips inadvertently brushed the other's bloodless cheek, a look of pity flashed in his deep eyes, and he quickly covered his face. .

Pausing for a moment, Lou Jue lowered his wrist and gently tightened Kong Jia's embroidered robe. With dexterous fingers, he helped him fasten the gold thread button on the neckline.

At this moment, the battle in the sky was finally decided.

Originally the weakest white awn, after mixing into the blood mist, it was like a fish in water, and quickly swallowed a large amount of blood awn.

It has the same origin as that of Bloody. At this moment, under the control of Xu Yuer, the creator of the exercise, and cleverly borrowed the power of the Lunhan Formation itself, as soon as it showed its advantage, it swept all the way with a destructive posture. .

Where the white light spread, the red marks on the necks of the candidates also faintly showed signs of melting.

In the center of the formation, Xu Yuer's delicate face gradually turned pale, she bit her lower lip tightly, and a trace of red blood oozes from her pink lips.

The small formation of Zhaixing Pavilion has already reacted with Lun Han's large formation, but after the large formation is fully activated, the slowly activated large formation is like a beast that has just awakened. In turn, pushing the small formation into action made it difficult for Xu Yu'er to bear the burden.

The moment the blood mist melted, the confrontation scene in the stone palace also froze slightly.

Keenly aware of the changes outside, Gu He raised his head slightly, looking at the sky through the hundreds of meters of deep soil.

The red light in his eyes faded slightly, and there was an imperceptible softness in his eyes, his thin lips were slightly parted, and he made a slight mouth shape.

Gentle and tender, as if he had whispered that person's name thousands of times between his lips and teeth.But when he wanted to make a sound, his throat was hoarse, and he was weighed down by more and more complicated things.

The soft light is but a moment, and the struggle is only half breathed.

After being in a trance, Gu He instantly returned to his previous cold appearance.

——More sinister than before.

While the soft light awakened his memories, it also reminded him of many ugly and painful things, like densely packed reptiles, flooding his heart like a tide, swallowing up that rare bit of tenderness.

The young man raised his head and met Shang Ninghong's dark and vigilant eyes.

He was still holding Hang Shih's neck, but at the moment he seemed to lose interest, he didn't even care about the jade slip in Ning Hong's hand, he just glanced sideways and threw Hang Shih towards the opposite side.

Ning Hong hurriedly raised his hand to pick it up.

The slender and warm body was instantly full of arms.

Hang Shi covered his neck with one hand, his beautiful phoenix eyes were shaking with physiological water, panting violently, hooked his neck with the other hand, raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Ning, thank you."

——Coincidentally, when Ning Hong lowered his head when he raised his head, their lips met inadvertently.

It was a superficial kiss.

It is soft and moist, with a trace of water vapor, and it is so hot that the nerve endings of the whole body tremble unbearably.

Both of them froze for a moment.

In the fire-burned stone cave, the air is thin and hot.

Holding the not-so-frivolous body of the young man, feeling the intense heaving of the chest and the unsteady breathing in his arms, Ning Hong suddenly felt hot all over.

and……

Although the light was dim and he couldn't see it clearly, but he always felt that at that moment just now, Hang Shi's earlobe... turned red.

How strange, Ning Hong thought blankly, it was just a kiss.

The kiss that was so light, so shallow, and split at the touch of a touch, and in such a dangerous and tense situation, made him feel fluttering and dreamy.

The darkness blocked the line of sight and enveloped Hang Shi's body, spreading out countless spaces of reverie.

A rebellious idea suddenly popped up in Ning Hong's mind, something he had never dared to think about in his villain career for several years. Even 081 could not tell it. Such a thrilling, successful or not, might kill him...

But at this moment of bloody mist and the nick of time, it repeatedly popped up in my mind.

He wanted to make Hang Xiao fall in love with him.

I want to hold this person in my arms, in the palm of my hand.

I want to grab his white wrist, caress that elastic skin, molest/play with that round buttocks, separate those slender legs, and drop delicate kisses everywhere I look.

Let the porcelain white skin be covered with red marks, thicker than Gu He's blood mist, and more ambiguous than the peach blossoms blooming on the mountain ridge.

His beautiful pair of phoenix eyes, which seem to be immersed in starlight, may become charming and affectionate for himself, the tails of his eyes are smudged with a seductive red, and the long eyelashes like butterfly wings are stained with water vapor, fluttering up and down, calling his own eyes. name.

He only looked at himself, and only his own shadow in his pupils. Apart from calling his name, there was only a melodious and continuous trembling sound, like weeping.

Let him tremble, tense, whimper, sweat profusely, maybe his legs will actively wrap around his waist, entangled endlessly...

Hang Hour, which only belongs to him...

Ning Hong froze for a moment, rolled his Adam's apple slightly, and swallowed.

Under the shadow, his already deep eyes became more and more dim, and his complicated eyes lingered on Hang Xiao's side, struggling and hesitating.

Reason screamed wildly, reminding him: No, you can't do that.

he will die.

The regular soul electric shock is no joke, Ning Hong couldn't help shivering when he thought of the severe pain that tore his soul, and his back was as cold as ice.

But no matter how he suppressed the thoughts in his mind, there was always a voice lingering in his ears, lingering, full of longing——

If there is such a day, he can have a lover.

Even if he was electrocuted to death by the rules, he would be... satisfied.

……

The moment Ning Hong was stunned, Hang Xiao lowered his head slightly, and bent the corners of his mouth where no one around him could see.

Relying on his superb acting skills, he ate his sweetheart's tofu just right. Although he was feeling uncomfortable at the moment, his mood was so good that he was almost happy.

Panting uncontrollably at this moment, under the cover of darkness, Hang Xiao secretly smiled and rolled his eyes, and said excitedly in his mind: "Teacher 0, 025, cough, cough, I kissed him!"

025 shook his head dumbfounded.

This is really, for the sake of profit, you don't even care about your life.

"You can't say that, I'm the protagonist, no matter how the plot is changed, I can't let me die here, right?" Hang Xiao was triumphant.

"Really?" 025 laughed, "Who was that little guy who screamed in my ear just now?"

"Who is it?" Hang Xiao pretended to be stupid.

However, Hang Xiao also knew that the situation was urgent, so he only joked with 025 in his mind a few times to relieve the undispelled fear of passing death in his heart, then quickly turned around positively, turned his right hand over, and gathered Yang Yan again.

He and Ning Hong stood side by side again, fixed their vigilant eyes on Gu He, and waited for the other party to show his flaws, and then immediately launched an attack.

But Gu He seemed to treat them like air.

The young man raised his head high, as if through the deep black soil layer, he saw the blood streaks of white awns fighting fiercely under the clear and white sun.

The white awn's permeability to the blood streaks was obviously irresistible, even in the stone palace, the blood mist that permeated his body had faintly changed, gradually turning into a normal white awn.

"These nimble puppets... what are you going to do with them?"

Gu He bit every word extremely tightly.

But in the next second, there seemed to be a long wind blowing, and the blood mist around the young man suddenly disappeared.

The corners of his well-shaped eyes slightly narrowed, his smile gradually became stronger, and his sadness was completely suppressed, turning into an almost crazy laugh, gushing from the corners of his mouth and throat: "Haha, haha! Either way, if you want, Then... take it!"

The young man suddenly picked up a formula in his hand!

He seems to have handed over control of the Bloodline Network, deliberately guiding Bai Mang into the blood mist, and devouring it wantonly inside.

More and more white lights lit up, illuminating the stone palace, as if it were daytime.

On the Zhaixing Pavilion, Xu Yu'er, who held the eye in her hand, let out a snort and leaned over slightly.

Supporting her knees with plain hands, the girl managed to maintain a standing posture, but the blood on the corners of her lips was hard to swallow after all, slowly trickling down her slender chin, and dripping onto the center of the stone formation.

'Acacia Red Bean' is a technique to control the soul of others.

Practicing this technique not only has extremely high requirements on the strength of the practitioner's spiritual consciousness, but also requires the soul of the practitioner to be extraordinarily strong during the execution process, so powerful that it can suppress the souls of all those under control.

Gu He is a ghost cultivator, and his understanding of souls is far beyond ordinary people.

But... Xu Yu'er couldn't do it.

At this moment when Gu He let go, the lifelines of those thousands of candidates were placed in Xu Yuer's hands. The burden from the soul was heavier than mountains and seas, and it made her whole body hurt like needles, and her eyes turned white.

In the crowd, Elder Zhou twisted his beard and narrowed his eyes.

In ancient times, there was a cultivator with great power, who could use secret methods to induce great changes in the world, and evoke a terrifying vortex spreading hundreds of miles in the sea.

During that time, the entire Southern Continent was oppressed by gloomy black clouds. Huge waves hundreds of meters high covered the sky and blocked out the sun. When they fell, they were like falling mountains, almost swallowing the entire coastal area.

But the cultivator who caused the disaster did not see this scene.

The moment the tsunami launched, he was sucked into the center of the vortex out of control, torn into pieces in the blink of an eye, and died on the spot.

For Xu Yuer, the current situation is the same as that.

The lifeline of thousands of candidates bound her tightly to the formation, making it difficult to get rid of.

The same is the same as riding a tiger, and the same dilemma.

But now is the best time, if she doesn't separate from the small formation immediately, she will be pulled tighter and tighter by the big formation, until her body collapses and her Taoist body collapses...

In the silence, Elder Zhou's eyes were dark, and he suddenly said: "Girl, hold on! I will cast a spell immediately and save the examinee's life with you!"

After saying that, he rushed forward with a stride, and the blue spiritual power overflowed from his sleeves and floated into the formation.

The crowd around the audience were dumbfounded.

They... Read it right?

The person who stepped forward to help was from the elders' faction, the elder Zhou who Suxi made Xu Yuer feel embarrassed?

But not long after, the eyes of the elders changed again.

Because... After Elder Zhou stepped forward, he did not share the spiritual pressure in the formation for Xu Yuer, but skillfully revealed his spiritual power and pulled one of the spiritual stones!

A spirit stone corresponds to a candidate.

The spiritual power went deep into the spiritual stone and established a connection with the examinee's admission token far away on Lunhan Mountain. Elder Zhou coughed softly and said with endless majesty: "Candidates don't panic, Zhou Feibai is here to rescue you at the Lower Five Elements Peak." You are out of danger. Let me ask you, would you like to join my Five Elements Peak?"

There was a sudden silence behind him.

After a while, there was a sudden and uniform gasp.

This... this is too shameless!

The spirit stone was placed by Xu Yuer, the formation was moved by Xu Yuer, and the burden of the spirit net was also borne by Xu Yuer. This week, the old man shamelessly came out at this time to win over the candidates?

In the crowd, many people could not bear to close their eyes.

But... when the elders are powerful, no one is willing to take a huge risk to say a fair word for Xu Yuer.

Others, after seeing Elder Zhou's actions, their eyes lit up and they were eager to try.

They rushed out from the crowd, their spirit power flew, they aimed at the seedlings they had long been optimistic about, and excitedly transmitted their voices.

"Children of the Shao family, you Xiaocheng's sword is good, would you like to come to my Qingshan Peak?"

"Boy, as long as you agree to join me in Chasing Dust Peak, I will immediately rescue you!"

"You girl's spiritual body is not bad, the old man will remove the red thread for you immediately, you must remember to worship the old man as your teacher!"

With the first person to throw an olive branch, there will be a second, and a third soon.

There was a tragedy three years ago, and the strength of each peak was greatly reduced, so they all took aim at this year's candidates, and tried their best to select a few good seedlings and cultivate them into the backbone of the sect—after all, there are big rivals in the sect. Every year, the cultivation resources are allocated based on the results of the big competition. Every time an outstanding apprentice is recruited, it is equivalent to pre-booking a good ranking in the big competition and a large number of resources.

Seeing that the situation is not good, I still have some conscience, and those who are hesitant can't stand up anymore.

Although I'm sorry for Xu Yu'er, as the elders of each peak, they also have to think about the disciples in their own peaks.

If you don't hurry up, all the good seedlings will be snatched away by others!

The rest of the people looked at each other, smiled wryly, and strode forward.

When passing by Xu Yuer's side, he nodded slightly inconspicuously, cast a slightly apologetic look, and immediately turned around, as if he could alleviate the guilt in his heart by not seeing the struggling girl in the center of the formation .

The spiritual power spreads, affects the distant formation along the white line, and transmits the sound to the examinee's personal examination admission order.

"I am Chen Yousheng, the elder of Jianfeng. You have good qualifications. Would you like to join my sect?"

"The other peaks are full of stinky men. Among the stars, only Liuyu Peak is the best at teaching female disciples. If you join my peak, I will borrow the secret book of Zhenfeng from you for three months!"

In the center of the spirit formation, Xu Yu'er trembled violently, with pain showing on her snow-white face.

She supported the weight of the spiritual pressure that was as heavy as a thousand pounds, supported her body tightly, and barely opened the gap between her lips: "I, our Misty Peak also..."

The voice is dry and hoarse, as thin as a mosquito gnat.

And as soon as he opened his mouth, he was discouraged.

The girl had just said a few words, and the sudden surge of pressure crushed her back in an instant, forcing her to bend over suddenly, half kneeling on the ground, her knees pressed deeply on the bluestone, leaving two clear marks .

Blood flowed from the crevice of her lips, drop by drop, splashing on her light pink skirt fluttering in the air, blooming a string of bright flowers.

Xu Yuer's face was ashen.

If there is a shortage of people, her Misty Peak is the one that lacks the most people. After all, the brothers rebelled and the master retreated. Except for her, all the brothers and sisters on the mountain were slaughtered in that bloody night. The servants who brought tea and water did not stay behind either.

In this enrollment, everyone didn't want to see her, Xu Yuer, but she still came.

Because no more disciples can be recruited, Misty Peak will be expelled, and the position of master's suzerain will also...

Thinking of this, the girl deeply closed her eyes.

She bit her lip desperately, ignoring the sharp pain from her lips, and swallowed the fragile color in her eyes and the fishy smell in her throat in one gulp.

Under such almost crazy oppression, the spirit pill that had been approaching the limit in the dantian accelerated again, and with all its strength, it pulled out the last sliver of energy from the dry meridian, and swayed weakly towards a floating spirit stone in midair. go.

One is fine, as long as one is fine.

As long as one person is willing to come to her Misty Sect, she still has a way to break this deadlock...

"Cough cough!"

The moment the spiritual power approached, a heavy cough suddenly came from the girl's ear.

The cough was mixed with spiritual power, which made the sound deafening like thunder and thunderbolts. Xu Yuer was shocked unexpectedly, and the spiritual power that was barely released immediately broke like a broken string, clearly and visibly, breaking in front of the girl.

"Girl, hold on to the formation, don't be distracted, and leave the rest to uncle."

Elder Zhou sent voices to several candidates he was optimistic about, and [-]% of them were like drowning people, grabbing the last straw, and immediately called out "Master, Master" repeatedly, which made him feel very good at the moment.

He took a leisurely stroll, walked to Xu Yuer's side, patted the girl's violently trembling shoulder, and said in a kind voice: "All candidates are waiting for your rescue, you are our hero. Xiao Yuer, Xinghe is in trouble now." , you must not disregard the life and death of these candidates for a little profit."

Those words that Xu Yuer said when she was irritating each other in the main hall were thrown back by Elder Zhou in the same way at this moment.

In particular, the old man still had an upright face, as if Xu Yuer said half of the word "no" was selfish and disregarding human life.

The cold wind is howling, and the long hair is flying.

In the center of the formation, Xu Yuer's eye circles turned red.

The water light swirled in the girl's lustrous eyes, refracting thousands of white lights.

She lowered her head, bit her bloody lips, and thought fiercely, what can't be done?

This group of sanctimonious bastards, at worst, she, Xu Yuer, turned up the stall, thousands of candidates were killed by "Acacia Red Bean" together, Xinghe's reputation was ruined, and everyone died together!

Do you really think she can't do it?

The more ruthless the thought, the more pain in the heart.

But the girl made psychological construction over and over again, and in the end she still firmly held onto the white spirit net, washing away the remaining traces of bloodshot traces little by little, without slacking off at all.

... The so-called morality is, after all, created to guard against gentlemen, not villains.

I'm sorry Master, after all, Yu'er is still...not cruel enough.

Xu Yuer closed her eyes almost in despair.

She didn't want to see the faces of the people in front of her.

Those "little people" who stepped on her shoulders, sucked her blood, and reveled in her sorrow.

But at this moment, a mellow voice came out of a certain spirit stone.

It was a young man impressively. Although he was a little out of breath, his voice was powerful, and he seemed not to be affected by the magic.

"Eternal Life Peak? I'm sorry, I don't mean to compare, but..."

"Is there a Misty Peak in Xinghe?"

"I would like to ask the elder in charge of the peak, if he is willing to accept me as an apprentice?"

"The reason? In fact, I have admired the name of Misty Peak for a long time, and I have admired Misty Peak for a long time... It hurts! Come on, let me enter the peak. I, Hang Xiao, was born as a Misty person and died as a Misty ghost!"

The elders immediately dropped their jaws in shock: "...!"

Damn it, where did the bastard come from, did he take the wrong medicine?

……

The time returned to half a quarter of an hour ago.

In the stone palace at the foot of Lunhan Mountain, Hang Shiu straightened his messy sleeves, feeling a little at a loss.

Not long ago, the good-looking young man laughed a lot in front of them, and suddenly turned into a red light, which dropped countless broken lights and disappeared in the breeze.

Just now, the depths of the underground palace, which was still like a sea of ​​swords and flames, and dragon pools and tiger lairs, with Gu He's sudden withdrawal, fell silent in an instant, and the rest was only the floating dust left after the sun flames burned out, floating slowly in the air and falling on the corners of his clothes and hair.

The jade slips from the Stone Palace did not disappear, but slowly fell to the ground as Gu He left.

"This is... what's going on?" Hang Xiao muttered as he picked up the jade slips.

Ning Hong also looked serious.

This is obviously not the direction of the plot in the original text.

But fortunately, as a demon and a ghost cultivator, he had a little understanding of the kung fu used by Gu He, so he took half a step forward, stood beside Hang Shi, and said in a low voice: "This is... the method of imitation. "

"Phantom?" Hang Xiao was at a loss.

"A Taoist method of ghost cultivation, which can condense a separate soul that is identical to oneself, and hide in the dark to manipulate its actions." Ning Hong explained, "It's just that every time this method is used, in order to ensure the separation For a soul to move, it must devour the soul of at least one living person."

Keenly grasping the word "at least" in Ning Hong's words, Hang Shi's heart shuddered and his spine felt a slight chill.

Gu He actually sent only one soul, and he was already so powerful when he came to this Lunhan secret realm...

His soul division is so exquisite, it can be summed up by more than two words: agility, how many people's souls have been swallowed up when he is activated?

My heart hurts like a pinprick, and my eyes are also a little sore.Looking around in a daze at this moment, looking at the scorching color in the corridor, the excitement in Hang Xiao's heart faded away, and the fear and worry came late, but they still invaded his mind like a continuous tide.

He once thought that this was just a book, a long interpretation.

But for the people in the book, for those souls consumed by Gu He, this is their entire life.

"Don't be afraid, Shi," 025 comforted in his mind, "It's not your fault, you've done a good job."

"Teacher 025, I'm fine."

Hang hour barely raised the corners of his mouth.

He looked around, and deliberately changed the topic: "By the way, where are Brother Xu and Brother Chen?"

"Go out." Ning Hong wrote lightly.

Hang Xiao nodded: "Let's go, let's go out too, there is a burnt smell everywhere here, it's so smoky."

He was about to walk, when his dusty snowcoat just flapped——

But there was a slender hand protruding from the side, grabbing the corner of his clothes involuntarily. The cool back of the hand felt like jade, and it brushed against the side of Hang Shi's wrist, making him tremble all over.

"Are you going out like this?" Ning Hong said with a smile, his voice was warm, like the gurgling of a clear spring, "You have to take care of it a little bit, look at your messy hair—do you have a headband, I will tie it for you."

Headband?

Hang Xiao was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously shook his head.

As early as when he was pretending to be unconscious in the corridor, in order to appear more embarrassed and coquettish, he had already tore off the pale golden hair tie.

The spare headband was originally hidden in the sleeve, but after a fierce battle just now, the corner of the sleeve was already torn by the blood snake, and the headband also loosened and fell off, and it is nowhere to be seen.

Seeing that he didn't know what to do, Ning Hong sighed slightly and raised his left hand.

He grabbed the cuff of his black robe, and gently tugged at the place where the dark gold pattern spread, and with a "hiss", he tore off a long and thin strip of cloth.

The base is black, and the golden pattern spreads, like a bright moonlight shining on the deep sea shrouded in night.

Although the corners were not very regular, showing some threads, but after Ning Hong gently touched them with his fingertips, they immediately became soft and silky. Shine a golden light.

Ning Hong bit the hairband by his mouth, walked slowly behind Hang Xiao, and gently moved his black hair, which was blown by the wind, into the palm of his hand, turning it into a handful of ink.

Hang Xiao's hair is of excellent quality, smooth and shiny.He has extremely flaming blood, and his skin is always eagerly warm when touched, but his hair is cool. Holding that long hair in the palm of his hand, it is like bending over a clear mountain stream, holding a piece of clear water.

Very comfortable.

Holding the long hair with one hand, Ning Hong took off the hair band on the side of his lips with the other, carefully rolled it up and tied it up.

The whole process was meticulous and tender, Hang Xiao only felt that every strand of hair was brushed by the young man, and the cool and jade-like fingertips swept over the back of his neck, brushed the roots of his ears, and paused for a moment inadvertently at the earlobe, letting him ...

...fever in the base of the ear.

081 was dissatisfied in Ning Hong's mind: "What are you doing?"

"Scrutinizing the favorability of the protagonist." Ning Hongman said casually, "Isn't this what the villain should do now?"

"That's true, but you... it's too obvious to be self-serving!"

Ning Hong didn't say anything, but secretly curled the corners of his lips.

The long hair in his hand was very smooth, like fine silk and satin, or like gurgling water, curling neatly into a coil in the palm of his hand.

The back of the neck of the person in front of him was slender and fair, perhaps because it had been covered by black hair for many years, it showed a lustrous color like suet jade, and as his fingers brushed it, a thin blush appeared on the skin, It is like peach petals fluttering, quietly falling on the broken snow that has not yet melted.

So tempting... It made his throat roll, and his heart was hot.

Hang Shih lowered his head and said nothing, just quietly letting him fiddle with it.

The shadow came down, blocking most of his face. From Ning Hong's perspective, he could only see the man's gracefully curved jaw, which was sharp but not sharp, full of heroism.

But at this moment, there is a trace of inducing, cunning that is almost inducing.

The charming breath diffused from the fingertips, quietly spreading in the space burned by the fire, silent but long, like a willow branch poking out the delicate buds, inadvertently, hooking his shoulder.

After tying up the hair tie, Ning Hong took two steps back and stood aside with his sleeves drawn.

He tilted his head slightly, glanced at his masterpiece with admiring eyes, his eyes gradually wandered, lingering on the jade-like back neck of the person in front of him.

Hang Xiao didn't seem to realize that his long hair was tied up.

He is still in an obedient and waiting posture, with eyebrows lowered and his head lowered, the brows that used to be flying are drooping almost docilely at this moment, the blazing sun is gathered into the palm of his hand, and the tail of black hair hangs down his shoulders, making his skin more delicate and white as jade .

There is a hint of clear fragrance floating through the nose, like refreshing mint, and dry like sunshine.

As if being bewitched, Ning Hong's eyes became dull, and he lowered his head slowly, his lips getting closer to Hang Xiao's trembling earlobe——

"Om-"

There was a sudden violent tremor in the skirt of the waist, which quickly attracted the attention of the two of them.

Ning Hong hastily turned around, breathing a little faster: "...It's done."

"...Well, thank you, Brother Ning."

Frantically digging around at his side, Hang Xiao's face darkened, and he took out a pitch-black token from his arms - the star pattern on it was undulating, and the fragments were ups and downs, like a sparkling river.

Damn, what the hell, so ignorant of current affairs?

Didn't you see that Brother Ning is about to kiss?

Rounding it up, this is **, a prelude, a caress, and eating meat dregs!

But in the next second, the voice from the admission order made Hang Shi's spine tremble, and he put away all his messy thoughts.

An old voice coughed lightly in embarrassment before saying, "Boy, how are you doing now? Do you still remember the old guy from the aptitude test?"

"That's the old man's disciple. After returning to the sect, he recommended you to me."

"The situation is urgent now, so I don't want to say more, I just want to ask you—will you join my Longevity Peak?"

Everlasting Peak?

The charming feeling remained on the back of the neck, Hang Shi's brain hadn't turned the corner yet, and he was thinking in a daze of which step of the plot this was.

But in an instant, a familiar sharp pain came from the little finger, and the electric current jumped like a snake, which made him clench his teeth tightly and almost screamed out.

This is to remind him not to OOC anymore.

His thoughts turned, and Hang Xiao tried his best to straighten out his thoughts.

According to the original text, after all the tests were over, they should announce their results and hold a teacher apprenticeship ceremony at Galaxy Sect.

During this period, the protagonist meets a girl named Xu Yuer, and is moved by her tragic story, ignoring the blockage of the elders, and resolutely visits Misty Peak where Xu Yuer lives.

In the stallion novel, there are many girls around the protagonist, and Xu Yuer occupies more ink and ink in the novel, but at the end of the story, the protagonist is not included in the harem.

It's not that the protagonist has no intention of it. After all, the protagonist in the original text can be said to be open to all comers in the later stage, but Xu Yuer has someone in her heart. This unique "unmoved" immediately made her stand out among the girls and gave Hang Xiao a Impressed.

But at this moment, their actions aroused the butterfly