Master's Escape Plan

The black branches suddenly grew longer, and countless ghostly hands intertwined, attacking the two of them.

Without thinking too much, he drew his sword and cut it, but the ghost's hand was like a shadow, and the moment it was cut off, it closed again.

Qin Shu's heart tightened, Ling Jun slashed again, and the fierce sword energy even cut off a few strands of Xie Linqing's hair, but the ghost hand still passed the sword light and rushed over intact.

Qin Shu withdrew his sword with his backhand, and led Xie Linqing back quickly, avoiding the blow to the face from the ghost hand.

Reluctant to let go, the ghost hand rushed again, staggering towards the two people's faces, brushing past their eyelashes at such a fast speed.Xie Linqing opened his eyes wide, and the shadow of the ghost hand was clearly reflected in his pupils.

"careful!"

The sword in his right hand was thrown to his left, Qin Shu stood in front of Xie Linqing, the scabbard of his left hand parried the ghost's hand, but he still couldn't dodge, his fingers and cheeks were immediately wiped with bloodstains.

"Master!" Xie Linqing grabbed his sleeve with the hands tied together with him: "What's wrong with you?"

Tasting the taste of blood, the ghost hand seemed excited and attacked more quickly.

"It's okay." The slight pain from the wound made Qin Shu concentrate more, and protected Xie Linqing to dodge, trying to break out of the ghostly encirclement.

But the ghost's hands are quite tightly entangled, and there is a tendency to get closer and closer. They are getting farther and farther away from the few dead trees, and they are unconsciously approaching the hut, and it is gradually difficult to dodge.

No, the thatched hut is weird, you can't just retreat into the hut like this, how do you break through this realm... the realm of night ghosts... Qin Shu frowned and was distracted trying to break through the realm, when suddenly another cut was made on his hand.

"hiss."

The sleeve was shattered, and blood seeped out along the inner garment. The wound was a bit deep, and the blood had already spread to the cuff in a blink of an eye.Fortunately, it was his left hand that was injured, so it didn't affect his right hand with a sword.

In contrast, Xie Linqing had a much easier time dealing with the ghost hands. He only had to repel the ghost hands that Qin Shu couldn't defend against, and the same lightsaber was one of the few spirit swords with sword souls in the Zheng Yi sect. Xie Linqing's cultivation at this time is not enough to awaken the sword soul, and the power of evil warding and righteous energy attached to the sword by the light sword soul is still able to overcome evil spirits.

When Qin Shu first learned of the existence of Sword Soul, he was envious of Ba Qi: "Could it be that he is Long Aotian's main destiny? I also want to seal up the spirit sword of Sword Soul."

【"Although the host's spirit has not sealed the sword soul, it is also very good."】

"No matter what, I'm so envious, I also want to be the hero of Long Aotian!"

After seeing Xie Linqing's ease in dealing with ghost hands, this idea was improved to a higher level, such as the moon is dark and the wind is high, killing people and seizing treasures...

The moon is dark and the wind is high, killing people and seizing treasures...

The moon is dark and the wind is high...

【"...Let the people who enter the country fall into a maze, and turn into many terrifying images..."】

When he first entered the Killing Realm, Ba Qi's words came to mind, and something moved in Qin Shu's mind, as if he had grasped the key.

"The maze... turned into a terrifying image..."

Qin Shu raised his head, the ghost hand became more and more arrogant, compared to the black stick insect before, it can be said to be overwhelming.But how did those dead trees become ghost hands?

Because when he saw a dead tree, he subconsciously felt that the branches grew like ghost hands.

He first defined it as a ghost hand in his mind, and then the ghost hand appeared.

It turned out to be the case.

Facing the ghost hand that was about to poke his eyes, Qin Shu closed his eyes and sketched the original appearance of a few dead trees in his mind.

Tall and thin, it looks a bit like a locust tree, so it can't be seen clearly in the night fog.

The strong wind disappeared, and the tense neck still did not relax.

Qin Shu slowly opened his eyes, the night was foggy, the ghost hand had disappeared, and a few dead trees stood in the distance, seemingly never changing their appearance.

He exhaled lightly, relieved of his conjecture.

"Master, how is your hand?" As soon as the ghost hand disappeared, Xie Linqing stepped forward to hold Qin Shu's forearm.

The wound on the knuckles had stopped bleeding and solidified, and the dried blood was dark in color and had formed scabs.The wound on his arm was still bleeding, Xie Linqing gently and carefully lifted the cloth stuck to the wound by the blood, while constantly looking up at Qin Shu, as if he would stop if he frowned.

Qin Shu felt that he wasn't that delicate, it was just a little pain, and he didn't want to cry out.

When the cuffs were rolled up by Xie Linqing, Qin Shu also looked at the wound, the blood was of normal color and there was no poisoning.Xie Linqing tore off a corner of his clothes and skillfully bandaged his wound.

After doing all this, Xie Linqing looked at him steadfastly, Qin Shu was puzzled, touched his face, and remembered that there was still a wound on his face.

"It's just a minor injury." Qin Shu said.

Xie Linqing lowered his eyes again, and said sullenly: "But Master was hurt because of me."

Is this blaming yourself?Qin Shu was stunned for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, Master protects disciples as a matter of course, you don't need to feel guilty."

Xie Linqing didn't speak, Qin Shu couldn't see his eyes, so he could only continue to say: "As a teacher, I have a profound cultivation base, this little injury can't do anything to me."

Pursing his lips, Xie Linqing stretched out his hand to grab his sleeve and said, "The disciple knows."

Sure enough, you're still scared, right?I already know how to grab his sleeves, but he didn't want to let him grab his sleeves at first, because he was afraid of losing face?Qin Shu pretended not to notice Xie Linqing's small movements, but a little smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

The ties on the hands of the two were scratched by the ghost's hands long ago. Xie Linqing cleaned his wounds with his hair down and his face looked small and white. girl.After finally gaining the sense of responsibility to protect the weak, Qin Shu felt that his image should be very tall at this moment.

Xie Linqing's face turned away, the cold night mist reflected in his eyes, his expression was indifferent, and his delicate temperament was gone.

After resting for a while, Qin Shu looked back at the hut, only a few steps away from him, the dark doorway made people feel very uncomfortable, like a giant beast with its mouth open.He hurriedly turned his gaze back, and didn't think about it any further. If he didn't think about it again, the door would really turn into a giant beast and bite down.

At this moment, out of the corner of Qin Shu's eye, he saw that the shadow of the hut was changing, slowly changing from a round-headed silhouette back to a hut-like silhouette.Will it really change?He didn't expect that his imagination would come true so quickly in this killing environment.

It is very difficult for a person to control his consciousness and not casually generate imagination.The more you want to control, the more your imagination will fly wildly.Qin Shu fell into such a predicament, night fog, huts, dead trees, wasteland, any one of them was enough for him to have fantasies, not to mention the combination of these is the epitome of haunted.

Seeing Qin Shu staring at the shadow of the hut for a long time without speaking, Xie Linqing asked, "Master, do you want to go in?"

In a dilemma, Qin Shu nodded after thinking about it.

In the final analysis, apart from the weird darkness in the hut, there are no other weird things, only an uncomfortable weirdness; the wasteland is empty, which means that there are more traps that are hard to guard against.

When entering, Qin Shu thought of something and grabbed Xie Linqing's wrist.Xie Linqing froze and asked, "Master?"

The two were very close, Xie Linqing's voice almost rang next to his ears, Qin Shu tilted his head uncomfortably, and explained: "The tie is gone, in order to prevent us from getting separated or not hearing each other's movements, we can only in this way."

Xie Linqing gave a "hmm" and didn't say anything else.But the atmosphere of the two men holding hands was always weird, and Qin Shu himself was a little unnatural.

He thought for a while, and opened his mouth to ease his embarrassment: "What do you think of this killing environment?"

After a while, Xie Linqing's voice sounded: "I read in the book that there is always a glimmer of life in the killing environment. However, the dead tree suddenly turned into a ghostly hand, the night fog was treacherous, and the hut was even weirder. Under the crisis, there is a glimmer of life." It's not hidden deep, maybe somewhere we've seen it."

His words reminded Qin Shu that since the killing environment has to leave a glimmer of life, the more danger there must be, the more obvious the life will be.

Maybe the hut will pay off.

Qin Shu held Xie Linqing with one hand, and pulled out Lingjun Lighting with the other.

【"A good spirit sword, why is it reduced to a nuclear flashlight in the hands of the host?"】

Baqi said with a heartbroken heart.

Qin Shu pretended not to hear, since Ling Jun couldn't speak anyway.

The hut was filled with silence, and in the darkness, it seemed that even the sound of footsteps was gradually disappearing.

Xie Linqing's voice came from behind vaguely: "Master has changed a lot during this time."

"Why did you say that?" Qin Shu didn't take it to heart, Xie Linqing had said this before.

"I don't know why... But what Master wants to hear, this disciple would take the liberty to describe it.... Although he was gentle in the past, Master has always been unfamiliar with everyone and has never been to anyone's residence."

Hearing these words, Qin Shu thought for a while, he seemed to have indeed been to Xie Linqing's residence once.

At that time, I only had a quick glance, and I felt that it was too simple, it didn't look like the residence of the great disciple under Sanxianzuo, except for the tea set and some books on the table, it was extremely clean, as if the people who lived here would leave at any time.

At that time, he understood it as Xie Linqing's obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness, but thinking about it now, it might not be the case.

"Master always likes to practice swords in the early morning, and wait until the frost has formed before he wipes his spirits and goes back to the back room before going to sleep. The disciple bumped into him twice by chance. I don't know why the master doesn't practice swords recently? It's because the disciples often come and disturb me." Is Master interested?"

"...never."

"By the way, I have always wanted to see Master's swordsmanship again. The Xiaoguang Six Styles last time can be said to be without trace, scattered like flowing clouds..." Xie Linqing's words still came from behind.

Qin Shu listened quietly, unconsciously sketching an image of the original owner in his mind.Ai practices swords in the early morning, and her sword skills are amazing; she looks gentle, but she is indifferent to everyone; she doesn't talk much, but fights fiercely.

Thinking about it, Qin Shu suddenly stopped.

He thought about it.

The darkness in the thatched hut condensed and dispersed, and on the other side, a man with a cold face and a lightly wiping sword looked at them.

Dressed in Tsing Yi, handsome and gentle, exactly like Qin Shu.