Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

The voice seemed familiar, the flying footwork was seen before, and the silhouette in white clothes and gold belt was so familiar, He Yan wondered: "Little brother?"

But no sound came out.

This body belongs to Lou Lang.

The strong sense of familiarity made He Yan want to turn her head to look at it, but Lou Lang rested his arms on his pillow and looked at the sky. He Yan had no choice but to follow the sky.

Lou Lang was lying on a branch of a big tree. Smelling the aroma of wine, he reached out to take it. There was still a little fresh mud on the outer layer of the wine jar, which was wet. It's getting faster and faster."

The younger brother gave a "hmm".

This voice...why does it sound so kind... Sparks exploded from He Yan's scalp.

Lou Lang laughed, held the wine jar with one hand, snapped his fingers and opened the mud seal neatly, raised his head and took a big mouthful, and sighed: "Good wine!"

Drunk and drinking, all in one go, indescribably joyful, He Yan's chest was filled with joy, Lou Lang handed the wine to the person beside him, and called: "Ayi, here you are."

Ah Yi?Isn't Lou Lang's younger brother Wu Qing, why is he also called Yi?

This feeling is too kind and strange, He Yan especially wants to see Lou Lang, this junior.

Lou Lang rested his neck with one hand and was still lying down. He listened to the drinking of the people next to him, smiled slightly, and sighed "good wine" when he was there. Lou Lang finally tilted his head. He was lying down, and his younger brother was Leaning his legs against the branch next to him, Lou Lang looked up from bottom to top, and stopped on the face of his junior.

I see.

As if being struck by lightning, He Yan froze for a moment, wanted to sit up suddenly, and blurted out: "Master."

The thought of sitting up suddenly was too strong, but his spiritual consciousness was trapped in Lou Lang's body, which made He Yan's spiritual consciousness shoot up to gold stars. He couldn't get up to worship Master, and the other party couldn't hear him calling him Master.

He Yan looked at "Ayi" in disbelief, smiled and handed the wine jar back to senior brother, and said, "How did senior brother know that there is wine under that yard?"

Ah Yi?Ah Yat?Which Yi?

Jin Zhuan Yi should keep his mind clear and not get emotional. He Yan knew all this, but it was too sudden. When Fu Jin Zhuan Yi saw his master unexpectedly, he felt dizzy for a while, and He Yan's mind was shaken.

The master is actually Lou Lang's younger brother, and his master's name is "Yi", which is the same name as his younger younger brother!

Why is there such an arrangement?

A series of questions popped up in his head, and during the interval between Lou Lang's speeches, he only had time to figure out why the master would find him to raise him, allow him to practice spiritualism, and allow him to refine the soul blade, probably because of Lou Lang.

And faintly raised a question - why did the master accept the younger brother after him?

"There is a girl in that family who is waiting for her husband. It is customary in this area to have wine as a dowry when marrying a daughter. Look——" Lou Lang raised his eyebrows in front of him, and a family of three passed by not far away. With the newly purchased red paper and red thread, Lou Lang raised his head and took another sip of wine, and handed the wine jug to his junior brother, "His family is about to marry a daughter, we drink a jug of wine from them, and clean up the animals nearby, just in time for the little girl to get married. road."

He Wuqing said: "Brother, is the monster still missing?"

"Hurry up, don't be in a hurry." Lou Lang said, "You are at peace and comfortable, extraordinary and refined, little brother, the word that Master gave you is to let you not be in a hurry. I think you can't sit still recently. It's because you have been out for a long time. Do you want to go back to the mountain?"

He Yan understood, it turns out that Master's real name is Yi.

"Senior brother, call me Wuqing. It's useless if you don't call me." He Yi avoided his brother's question, took his brother's wine, and took a big gulp.

"Okay, He Wuqing." Lou Lang said with a smile.

The brothers took turns to drink like this, and soon the pot bottomed out.

He Yan understood again, Master's surname is He.

He Yi, He Wuqing, this is my master, He Yan thought.He remembered that it was recorded in the fairy history that Wu Qing was Lou Lang's younger brother, and it was rumored that Wu Qing had eyes for no one who was rebellious, just like his senior brother Lou Lang, he was not a good person.Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Lou Lang's surname is not "Wu", but He.Then why did the master give him the surname He?Slip of the tongue or deliberate proximity?

There is movement ahead.

The trees were moving, the birds were startled, Lou Lang was still lying on his back, with his hands behind his head, his eyes closed, and he was very relaxed.

He Yan knew that it was a soul-eating beast from the movement and breath, and it was a soul-eating beast that was about to become a monster. The distance was not too far. He Yan didn't like the smell of soul-eating beasts. If it was him, he would attack now , won't let that beast get closer.

Lou Lang acted as if nothing had happened, he didn't even bother to open his eyes, and He Wuqing next to him didn't move at all, as if he was used to his brother's eloquence.

Hearing a voice in the distance, He Yan seemed to understand what Brother Lou Lang was waiting for, watching a play?

Listening to the sound, there are two monks, a man and a woman. They should have been lying in ambush for a long time, waiting for this monster.Probably because they didn't estimate the level of the monster beast accurately. Listening to the sound, the two of them had a hard time fighting against the soul-eating beast.

He Yan was not in a hurry.

With Lou Lang here, there is really no need for others to worry about it.

And he is a bystander, just watch.

He Yan condensed her spiritual consciousness to carefully distinguish the movements of her teacher... He Wuqing.

Fifty years ago, Master's breathing was also very slow, with the same carelessness. Lou Lang's eyes were closed, and He Yan couldn't see, but his consciousness became clearer just by hearing.He Wuqing's shallow breathing is very familiar to him.

During the few years when he was a child after enlightenment, the master held him several times. At that time, he was in the arms of the master, and he heard this kind of breathing.

Thinking of this, He Yan's heart palpitations suddenly rose and fell for no reason, as if covered by some soft silk, he could easily lift it off, but he couldn't bear it.

There was a terrified scream from a woman.

He Yan's eyes lit up, Lou Lang opened his eyes, and finally planned to make a move.

Without any help, Lou Lang straightened his waist out of thin air, stretched his long legs, and landed in front of the female monk.

The soul-eating beast behind him bared its teeth and claws like a mountain, and the female monk in front of him turned pale with fright, while the male monk who fell behind had lost his sword and was nailed to the ground far away by the soul-eating beast.

Lou Lang comforted the female monk: "Little girl, don't be afraid, this beast is not that scary."

The female monk opened her mouth in fright, and pointed behind Lou Lang tremblingly.

Lou Lang didn't even look back, and continued, "This bastard wants to be beaten like this."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand above the top of his hand and made a wreath with his fingers.

He Yan was funny, even if he was the one to clean up this kind of soul-eating beast, he didn't even need to slap it, at most one finger would be cut off, but Lou Lang took a hand to tease the little girl on purpose.

Isn’t that right? The reason why the soul-eating beast’s paws were about to swing down, and it took a while for Lou Lang to say a few words, is because the beast flinched when Lou Lang appeared, and its waving wasn’t meant to be offensive. , but trembling in fear.

Lou Lang didn't even look at the poor beast, he pulled out the soul-eating beast's soul with his hand, not using the "soul-destroying" move that He Yan used to deal with the sea monsters, but "receiving the soul".

Lou Lang put the soul of the soul-eating beast in the scabbard around his waist.

The scabbard retracts the soul, and the blade in the sheath trembles. He Yan's heart trembles with that familiar vibration—it's a soul blade, and Lou Lang also has a soul blade!

He Yan didn't get any guidance on the soul-refining blade, and even the original book of spiritualism didn't mention what the immortal weapon should be used for.

The only life he arranged for himself in this life was to refine the spirit summoning technique and the soul blade. Looking at it now, it seems that even this is not completely under his control!

The sense of predestined arrangement made He Yan's hair stand on end.

The soul-eating beast lost its soul, knelt down behind Lou Lang, and whined three times in a low voice. It was not a scream, but more like a domestic animal's response to its master or a low-level creature's submission to its master. Turned into blood.

No danyuan was produced—the danyuan was completely shattered by Lou Lang's finger.

Lou Lang hit hard.

But hostility is not too serious, He Yan can understand Lou Lang's method, which is a habit of relentless.

Arrogant, cold, decisive, and merciless, He Yan thought, Lou Lang is such a person.

He Yan recalled her aversion to soul-eating monsters. Lou Lang can tolerate the close distance of soul-eating beasts, it seems that he has not yet reached the point of disgust?So, what happened next?

He Yan wanted to cut memory a little bit, so she jumped to the back.

Running her divine sense, unexpectedly she couldn't move, He Yan felt a chill in her heart, a burst of dangerous and uncontrollable shock.

What special significance does this scene have that Lou Lang wants to remember?

The female monk was rescued by Lou Lang, and her face was even uglier than before. He pointed and knelt behind Lou Lang and turned into a bloody soul-eating beast again. He was speechless and tremblingly said: "You...you..."

The male monk ran over on hands and feet, pulled the female monk and took a few steps away from Lou Lang.

People are like this, Lou Lang is more powerful than the soul-eating beast, but this male monk is more afraid of the soul-eating beast than Lou Lang, because Lou Lang is also a human being, and he just rescued them, thinking that Lou Lang is gentler hurt them.

He Yan suddenly felt very sad.

"Where are you a monster? You can command that beast!" The male monk pointed at Lou Lang and said, "That beast... Listen to your words, did you bring it here?!"

Lou Lang only used a hand gesture to clean up the animal, and that hand gesture really resembles the action of summoning cattle, sheep, cats and dogs, and the gesture of the soul-eating beast submitting to Lou Lang is really easy to misunderstand.

After all, the world has never seen spiritualism.

Jijiu Xiaopeng, who can understand the sea with a sip, and those things and people that cannot be understood and controlled, those self-interested people, always try to judge others with the greatest malice.

With a sound of "Shu", a sword pointed at the male monk's brow, and with a little more force, he could directly break the skull and puncture the brain.

The male monk stopped breathing abruptly, his pupils dilated instantly, he was so frightened that he was about to lose his soul.

"Wuqing, put away your sword." Lou Lang didn't say this to save the monk, but he didn't want to dirty his junior brother's sword. He didn't look at the male monk, but only looked at the female monk, but there was no smile on his face. , "Little girl, do you think your senior brother is right?"

The female monk was hesitant to speak before, but was robbed by her senior brother, because she was almost killed by a monster, her livid face instantly turned red, green and red, and her complexion was very ugly. His face turned pale with fright.

She was able to rush forward when hunting monsters without being timid, which is rare to be considered courageous.She was obviously also very scared, but her pupils were not distracted. Her eyes trembled from He Wuqing who was holding the sword, and returned to Lou Lang. It was probably Lou Lang who saved her. She was not too afraid of Lou Lang, so Fortunately, the spoken words are human words.

The female monk said: "Little girl, thank you Xianjun for saving your life."

But did not report the name.

"I'm not a fairy, your senior brother said I'm a demon." Lou Lang laughed loudly, his eyes glanced at the male monk.

With just one look, the male monk closed his eyes in fright. The man in front of him could save them with one finger, or destroy them with one finger.

This man is more terrifying than a soul-eating beast.

And there is also a helper who is extremely fast with swords.

"If the benefactor is not a fairy king, he is a fairy king." The female monk spoke a little sharply under Lou Lang's softened gaze.

"Are Xianjun and Xianzun very powerful?" Lou Lang chuckled, "I don't think so. What is the most powerful saying in your cultivation world?"

"Incense envoy," said the nun.

"Then I am the incense envoy." Lou Lang said casually.

"Impossible! Benedict, take back this sentence quickly." The female monk's face turned pale, and she said urgently, "Those who violate the destiny and falsely claim to be the incense-wearing envoy will be embraced by the destiny, will die tragically, and will be washed and rehabilitated by blood." Destroyer, benefactor, quickly take back this sentence!"

"Bloodbath? Destroy the family?" Lou Lang looked at He Wuqing who was beside him, and smiled, "Are you afraid of being implicated by me to destroy the family?"

"Not afraid." He Wuqing, who was expressionless, smiled at her senior brother.

"Look, my junior brother is not afraid." Lou Lang smiled at the little girl, "Remember, I am the incense envoy, Lou Lang."

He Yan knew why Lou Lang wanted to remember this scene.

Lou Lang in this period was quite fond of laughing, and He Yan didn't realize that Lou Lang had a deep hostility, so why did he go to such a field later?

He suddenly wanted to see what Lou Lang, the first generation Pi Xiangshi, looked like.

The author has something to say: the next chapter should be able to write about Lou Lang's first meeting with the Kongtiger, so it should be... Hey, Xiaoge, who is often inaccurate in prediction, lowered his head and whispered.

It's time for the finale after the memories are killed. Well, the author who saw the dawn of the end decided to eat a candy to comfort himself.

I will definitely let Lou Kong sweeten it for a while, the author who ate the candy sighed in relief and said solemnly.