Sword Qi Hengqiu

The author has something to say: the codeword software lost the words when copying, and at the end of the last chapter, a piece of Ling Rangjin’s inner dialogue and waking up was missing. The little angels can go back and have a look at Ling Rangjin. , long hair tangled, Ling Rangjin chuckled softly: "I thought I was dead."

"Xiao Yan and Xie Luan are going to cry when you say that." Bu Fanshuang chuckled.

"If I had known that I would not die, I wouldn't have said such nasty things." Ling Rangjin sighed, "Shame on me."

"It's okay." Bu Fanshuang directly treated others as non-existent, "Isn't it good to embarrass me alone anyway?"

Ling Rangjin was lazy, he didn't want to talk, he just wanted to lean side by side with Bu Fanshuang like an old couple, he didn't need to speak much, but when he stretched out his hand to the side, a familiar palm would clasp his fingers.

He fell asleep again like this, with a faint fragrance floating in the room, Bu Fanshuang propped up his upper body, and looked at him silently.

But I can't get tired of watching it.

Until someone who didn't have long eyes stepped into the magic circle, another burst of yelling broke the silence.Bu Fanshuang didn't want to talk to him at first, but the voice sounded like the unlucky Xiao Wei, in case he had something about Ling Rangjin, it would be too late, so he got up and opened the door, and leaned against the door to look at Xiao Wei who was jumping from the electric shock : "Say something quickly."

Xiao Yan bared his teeth and jumped outside the magic circle: "Ms. Xie and I have studied it. The old injury of Xianzun, it can be healed slowly, but it will take a long time. During this period, he will be affected by the old injury, for sure. It's very uncomfortable."

"The old injury is so serious?" Bu Fanshuang said, "The last time I saw him, the recurrence of the old injury was not a big problem."

"The last time he got into a fight after leaving the customs, there were not many old wounds. For example, it was like a grain of rice." Xiao Yan danced and said, "But this time he was wounded by the sword first, and then It's poison, and finally got hurt at the dantian, which is very troublesome in itself, and the old wounds brought up are all aspects. Compared with before, it's like a granary. Do you think it can be the same? So, don't think that you are young. Nonsense, getting old and sick will come to your door. Your lord, you too, dress well, don't show your chest and back."

Bu Fanshuang, whose clothes were messy because she was lying with Ling Rangjin, smiled: "Do you still want me to wear a few more pairs of trousers, so as not to keep my legs from getting cold?"

Xiao Wei was about to nod his head, but when he saw that the boss's eyes were unfriendly, he immediately acted accordingly: "How can you, how good your health is."

"After all, I am too old." Bu Fanshuang smiled, "I should pay attention to it. You reminded me that I have to leave a secret letter in advance. When I die, choose a few people to be buried with me."

Xiao Bi, who was threatened, shrank her head: "You are young, so you two will be able to ascend immediately? Why is there no movement?"

"They deliberately didn't let go of the realm." Bu Fanshuang said calmly, "Basically, we can go through the thunder disaster together after a little more seclusion. I don't ascend because I feel bored, and he doesn't ascend because I don't have time."

"Hey, you are really right when you say that." Xiao Wei crossed his legs and sat down on the spot, "The benefits of our ascension are not only the improvement of our realm, but also the title of Sanxian, and a cave. They are all in this world of mortals, and it’s not like the fairy world above and the devil world underground as written in the scriptures, there is only one world in total, and we have all the caves, so it’s really meaningless.”

"Stop talking nonsense." Bu Fanshuang said, "Get down to business."

"Oh." Xiao Bi said, "In short, we think we should cut the mess quickly. After all, the Immortal must have waited, and go to the disabled—" He paused, his expression was a little gloomy, "Go and kill Xiao Lanhuang."

Bu Fanshuang looked at him, Xiao Yan seemed to have noticed something, and pretended to be indifferent: "I figured it out a long time ago, let me stab him first...to pay the soul of my sister-in-law's family. Talk about business, talk about business Let the Immortal Venerable recover quickly first, so as to save him from suffering more. But if we want to cut the mess quickly, there is a problem that we don't have such powerful medicine."

"Where's Bai Ping?" Bu Fanshuang said suddenly, "I remember that he claims to be well-read and memorized, and he knows everything in the world."

"It's in the guest room." Xiao Wei stood up, "Should I call everyone over? Let Miss Xie take care of the immortal for a while?"

"Go." Bu Fanshuang said with downcast eyes, "It can make him suffer less, why make him linger on the sick bed?"

He has been in pain for 200 years, just a little bit, and he was injured one after another. It seems that Ling Rangjin has not been healthy since that battle that year.But he can bear it, and outsiders seem to think that he has nothing to do.

Bu Fanshuang thought about it and his heart sank again, he smiled helplessly and thought: She is really a sick beauty.

The sick beauty's sweetheart, apprentices, juniors, and friends sat together, wondering how could there be the elixir Xiao Bi mentioned.

Feng Qiongye searched around Bian Chenwu's side for a long time, and almost rewrote the original book. He didn't expect any strange flowers and plants in the original book.

Bian Chenwu was even more dazed, he basically handles affairs in the Xianmeng, and he knows everything in the Xianmeng, but it's a pity that he doesn't need it.

Bai Ping sat upright in it, especially conspicuous, Xia Weishuang sat slightly behind Bu Fanshuang, and when she turned her head, she saw that among a group of people who were sitting without a face, there was just such a warm and wonderful flower that stood out from the crowd.

He thought to himself: Their master, that old man has a bad temper, how did he cultivate two apprentices with good personalities?

Bu Fanshuang was about to turn around to talk to his younger brother, when he saw his usually calm younger brother staring at his younger brother, he tapped Xia Weishuang's knee casually, and whispered: "I'm here, this is you Let you take advantage of others?"

Xia Weishuang smiled and said: "If the fat and water don't flow into outsiders' fields, wouldn't it be better to kiss each other?"

After finishing speaking, he whispered out his doubts in his heart, Bu Fanshuang listened, and chuckled lightly: "I don't know how he cultivated such a group of brothers and sisters, but I'm sure my father cultivated us both, Pretty shameless."

Xia Weishuang thought about it, and said with a smile: "That's right, wouldn't that be better? You and the Immortal Venerable are so compatible, and his personality and I are like you and the Immortal Venerable, so it can be seen that we are also a good match."

Bu Fanshuang said: "If you continue to be in heat openly according to the order, I will make you never see Bai Ping for the rest of your life."

Xia Weishuang, who was threatened every day, sighed: "I told you just now when you and I were together, brother, I only know that there are rare treasures in Shenluojing."

Bai Ping happened to look over, he didn't hear the previous words, only heard the second part of the sentence: "God has fallen?"

Xia Weishuang said: "That's right, but it's a test left by the legendary ancient gods and gods. Whether it's true or not is unknown. Even if it's true, I don't know the exact location."

Bai Ping glanced at Bu Fanshuang, and Bu Fanshuang raised her eyebrows: "If you have something to say, you might as well speak up."

Bai Ping pursed her lips, lowered her eyes and said, "Shenluojing is indeed true. I have also read about the specific location in ancient books. Senior brother and I went to see it for myself a long time ago."

As soon as the words came out, everyone looked over, but Bai Ping sighed: "Brother at that time was not as good as he is now, but he was already a master. Can make it to the end."

Everyone's eyes turned from Baiping to Bu Fanshuang again, and Bu Fanshuang's expression remained unchanged: "Junior brother, what are you talking about called rare treasures?"

"Qingxuehua." Xia Weishuang said.

Bai Ping shook her head: "This flower is indeed in the God's Falling Realm, but the God's Falling Realm itself is a trial left by the ancient gods. There are seven levels in it, and the more difficult it is at the end, and the Qingxue flower grows at the end. Near the first level. At that time, the senior brother and I joined hands and could only pass the second level. If the lord went there in person, he might be able to pass the sixth level, but the seventh level...even you are very dangerous. Besides, these seven levels require Go through all in one breath, can't rest in the middle, if you want to quit, you need to start all over again, the consumption of the first six levels will accumulate, and the seventh level will be more difficult."

"The location." Bu Fanshuang said lazily, "You don't have to worry about anything else."

Feng Qiongye said: "Aren't you going to discuss it with Master? Don't you two lie down together again."

"Of course we will discuss." Bu Fanshuang's expression remained unchanged, "How can I let go of such a good opportunity to coax people?"

Feng Qiongye: "...Second Master, are you sure this is deceiving?"

"In short, you don't have to worry about it." Bu Fanshuang got up, and just as he stood up, he suddenly remembered something, "Junior brother, you and Xiao Bi go find the wandering jade bed."

Xiao Bi said: "Bring it to the immortal to sleep?"

"I remember my father said that it is good for the sick to sleep on it." After he finished speaking, he turned and left, waving his hand behind him carelessly, "I'm going to coax Ah Jin, let's talk about things."

Ling Rangjin woke up and found that the people around him were gone. As soon as he moved, a voice came from outside. Xie Luan hurried in with a book in his hand: "Xianzun, are you awake?"

"Thank you, miss." Ling Rangjin stood up, "Thank you for your hard work, where is Fanshuang?"

"He went to discuss with other people how to treat your old injuries." Xie Luan sat down and said with a smile, "Your injuries are severe this time, so you need to take care of them carefully."

Ling Rangjin smiled: "Are you and Cai Bing okay?"

Xie Luan said: "Young Master Chuang Bing has already retreated. After the first period of retreat is over, he will fall into a deep sleep and I will take him back to the palace... So far nothing has gone wrong, and I only have time to accompany you. Immortal Venerable, please rest assured. Everything is fine, but I feel sorry for him and Xiao Yan."

"It's their choice." Ling Rangjin coughed a few times, "Besides, it may not be a dead end."

Xie Luan looked at him, and suddenly said: "Honorable Immortal, if the Lord tells you that you want to go out to get medicine, no matter whether the place is dangerous or not, I think it's best if you promise to let him go."

Ling Rangjin, who was coughing, was startled when he heard the words: "What do you mean?"

"Your injury must be caused by high-grade elixir." Xie Luan said slowly, "Most of the high-grade elixir is beyond the reach of ordinary people. The medicinal herb exists, and the Lord will definitely get it at any cost."

She paused and continued: "You know the character of the lord better than I do. Regarding your affairs, he will never give up until he achieves his goal. Even if you disagree, he will go his own way. In this regard, the two of you are very similar. Instead of arguing again, it's better for the two of you to have a good talk. Don't hurt others and yourself like before."