Sword Qi Hengqiu

"This place used to have a big cave." Xia Weishuang led the crowd forward, and after walking about three caves, they arrived at the base camp of Gushan. Xiao Bi asked Ling Rangjin to sit down , Xia Weishuang raised her eyebrows, clapped her hands, and someone immediately brought up a padded hand furnace fox fur, and then respectfully delivered it to Bu Fanshuang.

Xiao Weipi smiled and said: "It's quite good, fluttering fluttering, you can shake off three catties of heart."

"Excellent award." Xia Weishuang said politely, "You put down the pheasant first, why is he still injured?"

"In order to protect me." Xiao Yan stroked the listless pheasant and was very moved, "It has to be my own pet. You see, Ah Shuang just got into the arms of the Lord, never thinking of saving me, and even stepped on it. I kick."

"A Shuang?" Xia Weishuang's face was a bit weird, but her smile did not change, "Who is A Shuang?"

Xiao Wan glanced at him: "That nine-section wolf, named by the immortal, don't be too sentimental."

Xia Weishuang nodded clearly: "It is indeed cuter than Wen Li."

Xiao Bi rolled his eyes, stretched out his paw to feel the pulse of Ling Rangjin, who was interested in watching him play tricks, and was still muttering: "No, big brother, Wen Li has been touched by you from top to bottom, so why don't you turn your face like this?" I admit that people say they are not cute, and I didn't see you touch less when I was touching—"

"When I touched him, he was in the state of a cat. When I said uncute, he was in the state of a human. Besides, you don't touch his fur less often?" Xia Weishuang said with a smile, "Who doesn't like civet cats? Immortal, what do you say?" right."

"Yes, cats are really cute." Ling Rangjin nodded, "It's a pity that fellow Daoist Wenli won't let me hug her."

"That's because he's too timid, let's get back to business." Xia Weishuang handed the water bag to Bu Fanshuang, and took out an exquisite mother-of-pearl food box from nowhere, opened it with various snacks, and after arranging everything, said, " The desert here is a place left over from ancient times, and it is in the same category as Beiming, Guixu and other places. Originally, this place was not a desert, but a battle between the wild and the wild. The battle between the gods and the demons destroyed all the green plants here. The water dried up and the yellow sand If you don’t go away, the desert will be formed. The cave here is also left over from the end of the prehistoric period. It is said that this place was originally a mountain, but it was buried by yellow sand, white clouds and dogs, and it finally became like this. The entrance I learned was in the original Please go to the oasis where you are transiting. I didn’t expect to know that there is also an entrance here. I brought people in to clear the field first. I didn’t want to trigger the mechanism and the formation during the fight. Senior Brother and Xianzun are also destined, and they happen to be near the formation. , and was pulled down."

"And these formations were all laid out by a monk about a thousand years ago. He transported Taishan stones, collected thousands of spiritual jade and strange stones, supplemented by formations, expanded the cave, and hid Xuanqiu in it. These stories are inscribed on the stele in front of the stone gate of Xuanqiu's checkpoint, I asked someone to dig it down, and I asked senior brothers and immortals to have a look."

After finishing speaking, Xia Weishuang took out a piece of paper from her sleeve and handed it to Bu Fanshuang. Ling Rangjin turned her head and looked at it with him.

I saw the words on it: "I have been loved by my family since I was a child. I was conceited and arrogant. I mistakenly thought that I was a genius from heaven. I have a little wisdom, and I have adventures. I feel that I am a man of destiny. However, I have worked hard all my life, and my realm has not risen. There are latecomers who are on top, and those who have ascended before are there. I am the only one who cannot achieve high places and find it difficult to achieve low places. I am muddled, everything I wish is violated, and everything I ask for is not possible. There is no hope. The youth has nothing. Even if you are old, you will get a spirit jade.

I can't match this thing. This jade was once the property of the immortals and gods in ancient times. I think about the past and fear that if this jade appears in the world, it will cause a rain of blood.If it falls into the pocket of the wicked, the consequences cannot be imagined.I am dejected for the rest of my life, and I am suddenly full of pride. I am willing to use my life to step down from this formation, to protect the spiritual jade hanging in the autumn, and to treat the person who is really destined.I am a busy man, vulgar and vulgar, but I am so delusional, God is responsible for my delusions, I am afraid that I will die soon in this world, I will not be happy in my life, and I will not be able to ask for it. Only this thing, I hope to get what I want.Then the underworld for a hundred years can finally rest in peace. "

After Ling Rangjin looked at it, he was silent for a while, lowered his eyes, gave a wry smile silently, and then said softly, "I just don't know the name of this senior."

Bu Fanshuang was not as easy to empathize with as he was, so after reading it, he casually threw it back to Xia Weishuang: "Go on."

"This senior said that he is too modest to be high or low." Xia Weishuang said, "He is a bit talented and has a deep study of formations. Although we found the cave for Xuanqiu, the door opened If it doesn’t open, the two of you still have to open the door to pick up the things yourself. Shall we take a rest, or leave now?”

Ling Rangjin was still a little dark in front of his eyes, but his face was not showing any mountains or dews. He stood up holding the stove, buried his face in the fox fur and said with a smile: "Let's go now, finish early, everyone can leave here."

Xiao Ni, who gave him the pulse, frowned, glanced at Bu Fanshuang, but Bu Fanshuang couldn't see any joy or anger, so she shrugged her shoulders and didn't say much.

Bu Fanshuang got up too, and put on a black cloak, which contrasted sharply with Ling Rangjin's white fur.Xia Weishuang led the way, and after Xiao Wei stopped, the four of them went deep into the cave.

Bloodstains and traces of spells can be seen in the caves along this road, showing that there have been fights everywhere. Ling Rangjin walked all the way, and saw many corpses that he hadn't had time to remove.

The smell of blood was a bit pungent, reminding Ling Rangjin of the great war 200 years ago, which was not something worth remembering.He frowned slightly, feeling more and more uneasy.

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

Although Bu Fanshuang looked down on the Remnant Desolate Sect, the strength of the Remnant Desolate Sect to become a demon sect that could stand against Gushan on equal terms should not be underestimated.

Remnant Desolate Sect resembles their gate emblem, the centipede is dead but not stiff.Every time Ling Rangjin felt that they were pressed to death in the coffin, they would always kick over the coffin lid at strange times and in inexplicable ways, and come out of the grave.

Not fatal, but disgusting.

Ling Rang would like to think that there are traitors in Xianmeng, so he finds it very troublesome.

Just thinking about who might be the betrayer all the way, they came to Xuanqiu's door.Ling Rangjin thought for a while, and could only rule out Bian Chenwu, and the rest could be anyone, so he simply didn't think about it.He was trying to figure out how to solve the formation at the door, but suddenly Bu Fanshuang grabbed his wrist.

Under the flickering lights, Bu Fanshuang's eyes were picturesque, looking menacing, Ling Rangjin inadvertently raised his head, and when he saw it, his heart skipped a beat.

It's becoming more and more useless.Ling Rangjin sighed secretly.

Bu Fanshuang pushed him back, and he strode forward. Before everyone could react, he raised his long legs and casually kicked at the door full of formations.

Ling Rangjin: "..."

Xiao Yu: "..."

Xia Weishuang clapped her hands: "A good way."

Ling Rangjin really wanted to speak, but saw that the formation was really loosened by Bu Fanshuang's kick that contained demonic energy. Then Bu Fanshuang pinched his wrist, pulled out his long sword, and slashed at it. There were three strikes in total, and after the three strikes, Shimen shattered into stone.

Xiao Bi was dumbfounded: "Is this okay?"

"Of course." Bu Fanshuang said lazily, "Why use your brain to solve something that can be solved simply and roughly? The group of trash bugs in the Remnant Desolation Sect can't open it because they are too weak. You know that the door in the world is just a few kicks." It can be opened."

Ling Rang admired him sincerely: "It really saves trouble."

Bu Fanshuang strolled in just like her own house, and the starlight diffused in the cave, and countless gemstones were inlaid on the wall, just like stars in the night sky. It looks like a flower, and you can tell it is extraordinary at a glance.

Ling Rangjin looked around, and suddenly smiled: "That senior also belittled himself too much. From this point of view, this senior's family background is quite strong."

"These things together can't compare to this thing." Bu Fanshuang picked up Xuanqiu and turned it upside down casually. He couldn't see how much he cherished the precious Lingyu in his mouth. Toss it, Ling Rangjin raised his hand to catch it, Bu Fanshuang said: "It's done, let's go back."

Xia Weishuang said: "Let's go to the oasis where we were going to go to rest for a while, and let Xiao Wei think of a way to cure the disease of the immortal, and the people there have already made arrangements."

Bu Fanshuang said: "Okay." Just after he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, and ordered again, "Take all the people who were caught before."

Xia Weishuang said yes, and then everyone went to the oasis, there was no more disturbance, and when they arrived in the city, Xia Weishuang ordered someone to clean up a small courtyard and let Ling Rangjin and Bu Fanshuang live alone.Xiao Bidao's medicinal properties and methods of use are unknown, so we still need to study it before using it.When he arrived at the place, he brought his doctors to a clean place and began to study Xuanqiu day and night.

Ling Rangjin took the new prescription given to him by Xiao Ruo, and he was indeed much more comfortable. He will be back to normal when the results of Xuanqiu come out.

He was a bit hurt by the fight, and fell into a coma for three days when he arrived in Oasis City. When he woke up three days later, it was already night again. Bu Fanshuang sat alone in front of the window, drinking by himself, watching the full moon in the desert. Enjoy yourself.

As soon as Ling Rangjin moved, Bu Fanshuang turned her head, her eyes were frosty with snow, there was no joy or anger, only nothingness.After seeing Ling Rangjin get up, she felt a little bit warmer.He lazily leaned against the window: "Are you awake?"

Ling Rangjin smiled and walked over: "What wine?"

Bu Fanshuang raised his hand to hold down the wine pot, and held Ling Rangjin's with the other hand: "Will you die? Still drinking? This is made by Xiao Wei, not a mortal knife."

Ling Rangjin withdrew his hand in a good-tempered manner, Bu Fanshuang looked at him, and suddenly said: "Sheng Ming and Song Chu have been imprisoned by me for three days, what are you going to do?"

Ling Rangjin glanced at him unexpectedly: "Of course I let it go."

Hearing what he said, Bu Fanshuang chuckled and said, "They know that you and I have an unusual relationship, are they not afraid that if he stabs it out, it will attract those sanctimonious people from your Xianmeng to attack you?"

"If they really tell the truth, it's not considered a lie." Ling Rangjin said frankly, "You and I have some adultery, but they just tell the truth, I'm going to kill them? Then what kind of person am I?"

"Yes." Bu Fanshuang snorted, "This kind of killing and silencing is done by demon cultivators like us. A great saint like you naturally doesn't care about it. But leave it to others—that's all." He Suddenly lost interest, did not continue half of the conversation, just looked at Ling Rangjin with his head propped up.

Ling Rangjin made him feel a little nervous, so he asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

As soon as he spoke, he heard a rustling sound in the yard, as if someone had sneaked in, and Bu Fanshuang also leaned forward suddenly, getting close to him, the two of them were so close that they could hear their breathing.

"Hush." ​​Bu Fanshuang's lips moved in front of Ling Rangjin's, and the moist air brought out by the words permeated Ling Rangjin's lips, making him want to back away involuntarily, but Bu Fanshuang reached out and hugged his lips tightly first. Waist, so that he can't retreat.

Ling Rangjin looked into Bu Fanshuang's eyes and saw the familiar madness.

"Someone is outside, guess... who is it?" The author has something to say: modify time and set bugs