Sword Qi Hengqiu

Ling Rangjin soaked in the warm water, and heaved a tired sigh of relief.

Bu Fanshuang's movements were very subtle, but he didn't have the habit of grabbing Ling Rangjin's wrist. He always interlocked his fingers and held Ling Rangjin's hand.

So when Bu Fanshuang touched his wrist, Ling Rangjin's drowsy mind flashed a gleam of clarity, and secretly suppressed the seemingly illusory demonic energy in his body.

Even if Bu Fanshuang might not feel that much, but if the two of them hadn't tried it out, they wouldn't have regretted the effect of Xuanqiu's medicine.Every time Ling Rangjin thinks about it, she feels guilty and guilty, and at the same time, she is inexplicably afraid of Bu Fanshuang.

Speaking of which, if Bu Fanshuang was really worried about him, Ling Rangjin would feel goose bumps all over his body just thinking about it.

Then he must feel that Bu Fanshuang is thinking about something immoral again.

Thinking of this, Ling Rangjin suddenly couldn't help laughing. He dipped his head in the water and thought while laughing: Whether it's liking someone to such an extent or being liked to such an extent, it's interesting enough.

They like each other and are wary of each other, and everyone is immersed in it. In fact, thinking about it carefully, Ling Rangjin himself is not normal.

Through the sound of water, he heard someone approaching, but stopped in front of the door, put down something and left.Presumably someone came to deliver snacks, Ling Rangjin sat up from the water and leaned against the rocks, which had been washed by hot springs for many years, and they were still slightly hot.

This time, footsteps came to mind again outside the door, and this sound was most familiar to Ling Rangjin.The door was pushed open, Bu Fanshuang casually put on a long black dress, tied around the waist casually, and the hem embroidered with exquisite luan patterns swayed the floor. After entering the door, he stepped barefoot on the stone road, and Ling Rangjin followed his legs to Looking at it, I can only see that he is unrestrainedly showing a large chest, casually leaning against a rock on the side with his arms open.

It's really good looking, Ling Rangjin was caught by the demon king's appearance in a very hopeless way.

There's no way, the beauty feels chic in everything she does, not to mention that Bu Fanshuang already has that coquettish demeanor, just leaning on her casually and looking at people with her chest in her arms can make Ling Rangjin, who has experienced many battles, jump in heart.

Bu Fanshuang wasted that beautiful face, her dog's mouth couldn't spit out ivory: "I didn't plan to wear a shirt when I was in the hot spring, but when I looked in the mirror, I found that my back was covered with marks from your scratches."

Ling Rangjin didn't blush, and said with a smile, "I'm really sorry."

He was about to get up and pull Bu Fanshuang down, when his heart skipped a beat, his eyes suddenly went dark, he was startled, thinking that he had been in the hot water for too long, but soon he realized that his eyes were just dark, Not dizzy.

Ling Rangjin stabilized his mind, blinked his eyes calmly, and found that he could see again, as if there was only a black cloth blocking his eyes at that moment.

It didn't seem like he was really blind, it was as if... the devilish energy was scurrying around in his body, just passing his eyes, covering his sight.

His reaction was so fast that others would not have noticed anything unusual about him, but Bu Fanshuang suddenly stepped into the hot spring with big strides, wrapped his arms around Ling Rangjin's waist, and directly reached for Ling Rangjin's wrist with the other hand.

Still nothing.

Bu Fanshuang frowned, and said in a low voice, "Are you hiding something from me?"

Ling Rangjin asked back: "Why did you say that? What's wrong with you?"

Bu Fanshuang carefully looked at Ling Rangjin's face, and slowly said: "The devil energy has plagued you for 200 years, and Xuanqiu can completely heal you?"

Ling Rangjin's heart turned cold, and he didn't know how Bu Fanshuang noticed it. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he asked, "Fanshuang cares about me so much? But did you like me?"

Bu Fanshuang said coldly: "Don't be prevaricated, if I really fall in love with you, you can't escape this question."

Ling Rang smiled and said, "No, didn't you touch it? Besides, didn't you secretly touch my wrist before? Did you ever see anything?"

Bu Fanshuang snorted through his nose, and said in a strange way: "On the bed, you can't trust a man's words, who dares to make a conclusion on the pulse of a man's diagnosis?"

Ling Rangjin couldn't answer these words, he was finally speechless for a moment, and finally lied: "It's really nothing."

Bu Fanshuang gave him a cold look, and seemed to be really angry. Without saying a word, he let go of Ling Rangjin, put himself on the shore in his soaked clothes, and left without looking back.

Ling Rangjin opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. He watched Bu Fanshuang's back disappear behind the door, and stood in the hot spring by himself. The cold wind blew past, and his legs still soaked in the spring water were still comfortable and wet. His upper body was a little cold.

Ling Rangjin sighed softly, raised his hand to twist his long hair that was stained with water vapor, left the hot spring alone, and returned to the bedroom without seeing Bu Fanshuang.

He sat down slowly, this matter was his fault, so naturally he didn't want to say much, but he didn't want this kind of situation to happen when they met for the first time after Da Mo said goodbye.

Ling Rangjin settled down, and stretched out his hand to take out the things in Qiankun's bag. When he brought Feng Qiongye back to Sleeping Moon Valley, he took the good wine and a flower seed that he had treasured in Sleeping Moon Valley for many years. , is a strange medicine, he and Bu Fanshuang are both in Mahayana period, and it is uncertain when they will pass through the final thunder tribulation, this flower can help those who cross the tribulation block the most ferocious nine-day strike.

There is only one in the world, and it was a coincidence that Ling Rangjin had not met Bu Fanshuang back then.Originally, I wanted to give it to him as a gift when Hua Qianyuexia's love was boundless, but I didn't expect to anger Bu Fanshuang before I took out the things.

Ling Rang lowered his eyes. In fact, it wasn't that he didn't want to tell the truth, but was so hypocritical.

When he went back to sleep in the Moon Valley, he privately told his junior brother about the existence of that wisp of devilish energy. Although his junior brother Bai Ping's cultivation level was not as good as his, he knew everything from his extensive knowledge.

Bai Ping immediately flipped through the ancient books all night, and finally told him after Ling Rangjin rescued Qiu Changtian: "Senior Brother, the devilish energy in his body was not actually hurt by the Suzerain of the Desolate Sect. It was born from your heart, even if no one disturbed it at the time, the devilish energy will remain."

That was Ling Rangjin's unborn demon.

"If it's really ordinary devilish energy, how can it be so difficult?" Bai Ping said softly, "Besides, senior brother should also find out that this weak devilish energy moves with senior brother's thoughts, how can ordinary devilish energy be affected by a single thought? Think about it, senior brother I realized it, so I came to ask me. Fortunately, my brother’s heart demon has not yet been achieved. If you are willing to give up the obsession in your heart, cut your heart and be cold-hearted, there will be no medicine to heal yourself. If you let go of what you think in your heart... then there is another hundred yuan you said 'Hanging Qiuyu' doesn't help either."

Ling Rangjin smiled: "That's the only way."

If he could let it go, he wouldn't have the lingering sickness of 200 years and the current demonic entanglement.Precisely because you can't get what you want, so delusions abound.

Bai Ping was silent for a long time, and then said: "If you get what you want, you may not be able to get rid of this demon. Who is the brother thinking in his heart? Who in this world can make the brother ask for it?"

At that time Ling Rang avoided talking about it, but he was able to hide it from the world, and he was as clear as a mirror in his heart.

His obsession was telling him repeatedly a while ago: Don't fall in love with me, if you really get involved with true feelings, he will immediately become a stranger.

Ling Rangjin was a little worried. After such a disturbance today, it was rare for him to feel depressed.He would like to think that he can resist anything, and he has never been afraid of the sky falling, but this step of frost makes him helpless.

This is a dead end.

Ling Rangjin pinched the bridge of his nose, he didn't dare to wait any longer when the demonic energy had just started, if he really fainted suddenly, Bu Fanshuang would blow his hair straight away, and he couldn't coax him well at that time.

Xianzun left a gift and wrote a few instructions. The more I wrote, the more inexplicably I felt guilty. When I put down the pen, I slipped away like a thief. When I got down the mountain, I saw Qiu Changtian alone holding a sword and looking at the moon. He heard the movement and returned. God, there is still a trace of hostility in his eyes.

Ling Rangjin wasn't in the mood to ask him what's wrong right now, but Qiu Changtian spoke first: "Leader, shall we go back?"

Ling Rangjin took a deep breath and felt a little pain in his temple: "No, go to Sleeping Moon Valley."

Anyway, it's like this today, so it's better to deal with the troubles together.

Qiu Changtian glanced at him, and stopped talking today. He stood up straight, held his sword, and followed him all the way to Mianyue Valley. Seems to be in a bad mood."

Ling Rangjin forced a smile: "If you make someone unhappy, once he is unhappy, I will feel a little depressed. It's okay."

Qiu Changtian's tone was a little strange: "Who can make the leader so troublesome?"

Ling Rang didn't say anything, just when they were about to fall, he said softly: "I don't really want to talk about this, sorry."

When he said this, it was not easy for Qiu Changtian to ask again, seeing the sunrise in Mianyue Valley, and the morning glow filled the sky, he stopped talking.

Ling Rangjin led him to land in front of the main gate of Mianyue Valley. When the gatekeeper saw him, he immediately half-kneeled to greet him: "Welcome to the owner of the valley."

Ling Rangjin waved his hand, and said a little tiredly: "Please Hualao and Ruyin... come to my study."

The gatekeeper disciple raised his eyes to look at him, hesitantly, Ling Rangjin said: "Go."

The gatekeeper disciple answered yes in a low voice.After walking a few steps, he turned his head and whispered: "If Hua Lao said something, Gu Zhu must not take it to heart, this is what Brother Hua did wrong."

After finishing speaking, he ran away without waiting for Ling Rangjin to answer.

Qiu Changtian said calmly from behind: "Listen, Hua Ruyun's father has already complained about you. He is not as sensible as ordinary disciples."

"Uncle Hua... Ruyun is the most important thing." Ling Rangjin led him all the way in, and retreated from the crowd of Mianyue Valley. He said in a low voice, "It's just because Ruyun is young and sick, and it's like Yin will act like a baby. How much do old people dote on you?" My son, even if my son made a huge mistake, he would think that it was just framed by others."

"If you are like a shade, you will understand the truth, but he can't persuade Uncle Hua." Ling Rang was talking, but he stopped and looked up at the end of the bamboo forest.

Qiu Changtian followed his gaze and saw an old man with full hair and a handsome young man supporting him.That handsome young man is exactly Hua Ruyin, and that old man must be the Uncle Hua that Ling Rangjin was talking about.

There is still some distance from the study room, and now they meet on the road.

The old man looked at Ling Rangjin, and suddenly burst into tears: "Ah Jin, why did you treat your junior brother like this?"

The old man was crying, which was already sad.Ling Rangjin felt sour, but he knew that he could not back down. He was about to step forward to help the old man, but the old man suddenly broke free from Hua Ruyin, and knelt heavily on the ground: "Ruyun is always honest, there must be hidden secrets in it, uncle please, look Since your uncle treated you like your own son since childhood, let him go."

The author has something to say: So in fact, the wisp of devilish energy is not because of Xuanqiu, nor because of the Immortal Venerable and Demon Venerable.As long as the Immortal Venerable likes the Demon Venerable for a day, but cannot ask for it for a day, then the devil energy will be there for a day.

Everyone is cultivating immortals, and no devil is too embarrassed to mess around outside.