Bai Yueguang lost his vest

Fortunately, Gu Bai came back in time and broke the deadlock.

He looked around and saw that the atmosphere between Xie Xiaoyi and Wei Lingxiao was not as good as before, so he asked, "What are you talking about?"

Xie Xiaoyi: "Exchange experiences of widowhood."

Gu Bai: "?"

Wei Lingxiao: "..."

No one had ever dared to joke with him like that.

But Wei Lingxiao couldn't get angry.

Gu Bai smiled awkwardly, and changed the subject abruptly: "It seems that we will be together next time, why don't we get to know each other?" He cupped his hands, "Shenxia Zong Gu Bai, this is my brother Xie Xiaoyi."

The Shenxia Sect is not well-known in the cultivation world, and it can barely be called an eighteenth-rate sect after careful calculation.

But Wei Lingxiao did not despise, but also returned a salute: "Wei Lingxiao."

Gu Bai: "Hahaha your name is similar to Ling Xiaojun hahahaha..."

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Wei Lingxiao nodded slightly: "I'm right here."

Gu Bai: "???"

what exactly?

exactly what?

what is what?

Gu Bai raised his voice: "Ling Xiaojun?!"

Wei Lingxiao said tirelessly, "Exactly."

Everyone in the world knows that Ling Xiaojun is aloof, sitting on Yunfu Mountain like a god, indifferent and unkind.But no one knows, in fact, as long as Nilin is not touched, Ling Xiaojun's temper is no different from ordinary people.

More precisely, he doesn't look like a swordsman, but a scholar who has read a lot of poetry and books.Sven, and good teacher.

Gu Bai was like a screaming chicken: "Brother, it's Ling Xiao——"

Before he finished speaking, Xie Xiaoyi covered his mouth and dragged him aside.

When he got to a place far away from Wei Lingxiao, Gu Bai whispered, "It's Lord Lingxiao!"

Xie Xiaoyi raised her eyebrows: "Do I look like a blind man?"

Gu Bai: "But..."

That is the famous Lord Ling Xiao!

Xie Xiaoyi: "If you call me again, I will knock you out."

Gu Bai quickly covered his mouth, "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The calm two senior brothers returned to the campfire again.

Probably due to Ling Xiaojun's impressive achievements in the past, Gu Bai buried his head and didn't look around.

Xie Xiaoyi, as usual, sat next to Wei Lingxiao.After holding back for a moment, he still didn't hold on, and secretly looked at the people next to him.

Originally, he didn't care what Wei Lingxiao looked like.

After all, they are all men, and he is widowed, so he doesn't pay attention to others.Now that he knew Wei Lingxiao's identity, he couldn't help being curious.

The orange flames of the bonfire jumped, and it seemed hazy in front of my eyes.

Xie Xiaoyi thought that Ling Xiaojun would be very fierce. After all, he once set a record of sweeping Kyushu with a single sword. Wherever the sword energy went, there were no demons left.

But when he saw Wei Lingxiao's appearance, he felt that this was not the case at all.

The corners of Ling Xiaojun's eyes and brows are full of bookishness, gentle and refined, like a son raised by a scholarly family in the world with a sea of ​​sandalwood books.

But these are not the point, the point is that Ling Xiaojun's facial features look a bit like his short-lived husband?

No, Ling Xiao-jun is about the same age as him, and the short-lived husband is a mortal, so... it should be because the short-lived husband looks very similar to Ling Xiao-jun.

So to say...

A group of three people are on their way.

Xie Xiaoyi and Gu Bai have self-knowledge, and they won't gain any advantage if they go there, so it's better to take their time, and they can pick up some leaks, and pick up some spiritual herbs and elixir that others don't want.

But for some reason, Ling Xiaojun also followed them, with his hands behind his back, walking at a leisurely pace, as if he was here for a spring outing.

Xie Xiaoyi and Gu Bai were three or two steps behind Ling Xiaojun.

After a period of rest, Xie Xiaoyi felt a little out of sorts.

Gu Bai carefully glanced at the figure in front of him, then turned his head and said to Xie Xiaoyi: "Brother, are you interested in Ling Xiaojun?"

Xie Xiaoyi: "What the hell?"

Gu Bai chuckled: "You've been looking at him, and you haven't stopped at all!"

Xie Xiaoyi muttered: "Is it so obvious?"

Gu Bai: "Don't think I won't be able to spot you because you're wearing a mask."

Xie Xiaoyi pursed her lips: "No, I think he looks like a person."

Gu Bai picked up his words: "Dream lover? Ex-boyfriend?"

Xie Xiaoyi said coolly: "Dead husband."

Gu Bai shut up.

Dead husband, it's too exciting.

Xie Xiaoyi: "What look in your eyes? I just think..." He paused, "He should have something to do with my late husband."

Gu Bai was curious: "What's the relationship?"

Xie Xiaoyi touched the smooth white porcelain mask: "It should be..."

Calculating the age, it is unlikely to be a reincarnation, but Ling Xiaojun is still alive and well.Both of them were surnamed Wei, and they lived in Tianshui Town, which was still on the site of Wangshanzong, and they looked similar.

Then... his short-lived deceased husband should be a descendant of Ling Xiaojun, maybe a great-great-great-grandson.

Once stepping into the Dao of Comprehension, monks are different from ordinary people.The monk has a long lifespan, saying that his great-great-great-grandsons are all gray-haired, but he is still young.

Because of this, most monks cut off their ties to the world and don't care about world affairs.There are also situations where the ancestors enjoy the worship of ten cities and nine states, and their descendants are traffickers and pawns.

So after coming to this conclusion, Xie Xiaoyi was not surprised.

It's a big deal to have one more ancestor.

Gu Bai struggled with this seniority for a while: "Then why don't you go up and meet some relatives?"

Maybe he can enjoy a wave of bonuses after confirming the kiss, and become a relative with Wangshanzong, which will take advantage of it.

Xie Xiaoyi pointed to herself and said, "Do I look like someone who is rushing to be a grandson's wife?"

Gu Bai shook his head: "...it doesn't look like it."

Xie Xiaoyi: "Then it's over."

Front guard Ling Xiao stopped in his tracks.

Xie Xiaoyi and Gu Bai followed, looked at each other, and stopped talking.

This secret realm is just a broken small world, without the distinction of sun, moon and stars. At a glance, there are mountains and mountains, emerald green.

There is a peak in the middle of the secret realm. At this time, the fire is soaring into the sky, burning the sky red.In the red glow, the clouds drifted away, like two phoenixes entwined around their necks, singing bursts.

Xie Xiaoyi wondered: "Has the Lingbao not been taken away yet?"

They came late enough.

There are not eight hundred or one thousand monks who have entered the secret realm ahead, so it is impossible not to take the spirit treasure.

Wei Lingxiao said softly: "It's not that easy."

Xie Xiaoyi: "How to say?"

Wei Lingxiao said: "Only those who are destined can get it."

Xie Xiaoyi's eyes flashed: "Do you know what the birth treasure is?"

Wei Lingxiao: "It's a sword."

There are thousands of types of spiritual treasures in the world, including weapons, accessories, and human figures.

Some spirit treasures can be obtained by force, but some spirit treasures can only be obtained by destiny.

Sword is one of them.

Xie Xiaoyi is a sword cultivator, he finally became interested, and looked up at the highest mountain together.

He was looking at the top of the mountain, but Wei Lingxiao was looking at him.

Because Xie Xiaoyi was wearing a mask, she could only see a touch of white on her chin, which was more delicate than a white porcelain mask, and further down was a curve of her throat, delicate and slender like a newborn crescent.

Xie Xiaoyi stood up suddenly, touched the branches with her toes, and leaped up another small mountain with a posture as straight as a white crane.His smile came from a distance in the wind: "Let's go, let's go and see the excitement."

Wei Lingxiao also left with Yukong.

Gu Bai hurriedly followed: "Wait for me—"

Originally, the three of them were walking slowly, as if they were on a green hike, but now they speeded up all of a sudden, and they reached the top of the mountain in a short while.

There are already a group of people around here.

When they arrived, they could only be on the periphery.

Ling Xiaojun has not been born for many years, most people still can't recognize him, and he hasn't caused any trouble.

Whether it is a monk or a mortal, when there are too many people, it is easy to make noise.Now it is chaotic, like a market.

When was Lingbao born?

I was waiting anxiously, and if I didn't come out, I would leave.

Then go, what are you still doing here?

……

Amidst the noise, the top of the mountain trembled suddenly, gravel rolled down, and the ground shook.

Yunxia became more and more gorgeous.

Xie Xiaoyi looked up.

A ray of rainbow came through the sky, with a lingering sword intent, even though he was wearing a mask, he still felt a slight pain in his cheek.

born!

Who is it for?

No matter who it is, the Lingbao is mine!

The monks had been prepared for a long time and resorted to all means to intercept the newly born spirit treasure.

But the sword energy is sharp, and the killing intent is piercing. Any trapped spirit rope or fairy net will be torn into two pieces like chopping vegetables and melons.

Gu Bai's voice was distorted: "Brother, be careful—"

Xie Xiaoyi was slightly startled.

Why is it him again?

Is he a jerk?