Rebirth III: Sword Spirit Goldfinger

Ling Qinghan then closed his eyes and sank into the body of meditation.

I ate half a rabbit at the side, drank the rest of the red jade Luo Fuchun, wrapped the rest of the whole rabbit for Jiang Feng and planned to keep it for his breakfast tomorrow, and cast a simple water purification spell Yuan Hua's double swords were cleaned up, and turned into a blanket again to cover Jiang Feng's body with a flick of his hands.Then he found a dusty Mrs. Tang in his Qiankun Hundred Treasure Bag, which was comparable to Jingdong Cat—he didn’t think he put it in himself—he picked up the extinguished Chiyun Flint, and reinjected a proper amount of spiritual power. Cover Tang Pozi and stuff him in the blanket.

During this period, Jiang Feng has been quietly leaning on my shoulder.

I thought about it and decided that he must be uncomfortable sitting and sleeping like this, so I took the wine jar as a pillow for him, laid him flat, covered him with a blanket again, and put Tang Pozi away.

After doing all this, Jiang Feng suddenly opened his eyes in a daze, and childishly pulled up the quilt to cover half of his face, and whispered.

"Don't go."

I said, "Go to sleep, I won't go."

Jiang Feng moved closer to me, put his face against my hand, and rubbed it lightly.I was surprised that his little face was so hot that it was frighteningly hot. After thinking about it for a while, I wondered if the demons had a cold or a fever?Or is it just mere drunk?But it seems that he drank too much, much stronger than he just did.

I really don't understand the system of the demon clan, the only thing I can refer to is Cang Wuyue.

But Brother Yue's body is really good. At the bottom of Lunzui Peak, he could hardly find anything to nourish him, let alone the treasures of heaven and earth, and he was injured so badly. After struggling and hesitating for a while, coupled with his poor cultivation, when I found him, it was already the third day after he fell off Lunzui Peak.

Most of the bones in Cang Wuyue's body were broken, and his eyes were blinded in the Heaven's Punishment Formation. There is only one hand left on his limbs, and he can bend and stretch his fingers a little bit to let me know that he is still alive. His internal organs are probably not much better. The injuries he suffered were innumerable, and they were almost a little bit better than minced meat.

It was dark and dark at that time, and it was a moonlit night, with no stars and no moon, so I almost didn't realize that he was still alive.No one believed him when he said it. My first thought when I saw him was that he could make dumpling stuffing with two more cuts.Fortunately, his will to survive is earth-shattering, otherwise he might become the first pot of dumplings with the flavor of the evil king--I'm sorry, I basically didn't eat anything during the three days I went down to look for him. Seeing such a large pool of meat, I was really hungry Panic, my mind is full of dumplings that smell like evil kings.

Of course, this is just a thought, I was very timid when I was Shen Qiong.

But just like that, Cang Wuyue recovered his human form in less than three months, a human form with sound limbs!Later, I followed him for nearly ten years, let alone a cold, fever and runny nose, and I never saw him sneeze.I was thinking that if Brother Yue parachuted into the 21st century, my original world might not have known what Dalian Ganmaoling Granule was since I was a child, and I couldn’t find my way to the hospital even queuing up for registration, and I didn’t have to pay medical insurance for the rest of my life. people envy.

Why is Jiang Feng so delicate?Maybe it's because Jiang Feng's demon blood is not so strong and pure. I thought about it and reached out to touch his head. He raised his head obediently and met my hand, as if he felt the temperature of my hand was very comfortable.I checked it carefully, except that the magic pattern on his neck was shining and shining dark red, his symptoms were really like being drunk.

I wonder if this is what the demons look like when they are drunk?I also feel that Jiang Feng's drinking capacity is really unspeakable, unspeakable, ashamed of his identity as the young master of Bai Rixuan.

But after thinking about it, Dongli Zhuke obviously raised Jiang Feng to be a good boy. Good kids don't do alcoholism, so it's not surprising that he can't drink well.It's just that he's so drunk, I'm afraid he'll suffer when he wakes up tomorrow morning, and I'll have to go outside to find some herbs and cook him a hangover soup later.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that I seem to have taken a big step towards the career of being a baby daddy, which has a promising future!

I was thinking here and there, sighing about my life, and Ling Qinghan on the other side was sleeping on the floor with his pillow on the wine jar after practicing, and sleeping with his clothes on.I stretched out my hand to feel the wind, and found that after I became a sword spirit, I didn't seem to feel cold or sleepy, so I took off my lotus-colored and peach-patterned coat and covered it with him.

Ling Qinghan was sweating profusely after practicing Kung Fu, plus the fight with Jiang Feng earlier, today's physical exertion was quite heavy, and he slept soundly.

One of the two was drunk and the other fell asleep, but I really couldn't sleep, so it was inevitable that I would find something to amuse myself.Just now when I thought of Cang Wuyue, I remembered that the esoteric sect that Brother Yue wanted was also hidden in this wine cellar.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help raising the corners of my mouth.

Chapter Sixteen

As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.

I followed the path of the memory center and found a stone wall that also looked very ordinary in this exquisite stone carving scene. I tested it with my spiritual power and reached out to touch it. Nothing.I thought it was strange, secretly recalled that when I was led by my subordinates, there were not so many troubles and obstacles. After thinking about it, there is only one thing that is most different from seven years later, that is, Xiaoyao Sanren is still alive!

Thinking about it, Xiaoyao Sanren likes to listen to the world's gossip, is good at probing the secrets of other families, and is engaged in news trading, so the means of hiding secrets must be first-class.

It was heard that he died suddenly, the cause of death is unknown.Now I am almost certain that he must have died at the hands of Cang Wuyue. In fact, I felt strange back then, if Cang Wuyue's method was only to covet a file in Bagua Valley, why would he want to go to the gate of Miemen? At this point, you can just find someone to steal it.

Unless you can't steal it!

If he wanted to get this file, he had to cross the mountain of Xiaoyao Sanren. He had no choice but to choose the worst way to kill Xiaoyao Taoist. Gu took over and took the file in an aboveboard manner.It was easy to open the file back then, so I didn't think too deeply about it, which makes it a bit embarrassing now.

I was in a dilemma when I heard a muffled sound, like the sound of boulders being pushed against the ground. I was so frightened that I immediately hid behind the stone wall.As soon as he stood still, he remembered that Jiang Feng was still lying on the ground, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and thought to himself, what should I do?

I suppressed the impatience in my heart and waited for a while, but I didn't hear footsteps, only the sound of the wind. I bravely turned my body carefully, and took a look outside. I only saw a blue crane cloak flying in the air, stumbling , and finally landed on Ling Qinghan's body.

Huh?

My heart moved, and I felt that there was an article in this matter, Ling Qinghan's position in the Bagua Valley was really interesting.

I studied the stone wall for a while, but I still couldn't undo the seal and seal placed by Taoist Xiaoyao, so I had no choice but to give up this plan.Cast a water-avoiding spell alone, went out to find a few herbs to sober up, and came back to cook sober soup for Jiang Feng and Ling Qinghan. Refreshing, it seems that I don't really need my hangover soup.

He was a little surprised when he looked at me. He probably thought that I was capable of cooking medicinal soup at my age, but before he could speak, there was the sound of boulders moving in the distance. Give me a look and gestures to suggest that I take Jiang Feng to hide.Immediately, I wrapped Jiang Feng in a blanket transformed by the Qianyuan sword and found a stone pillar to hide it, holding the mountain wooden pendant tightly, thinking in my heart that I don't know what time it is outside, whether this thing will work or not.

This time soon came the sound of steady footsteps. I focused my spiritual power on my ears and listened carefully. I found that this person was walking neither fast nor slow, and his gait was steady. Taoist Guo Xiaoyao, he looks like an old man in his 60s or [-]s, with a big belly all the year round, waving a Tiankui grass fan, always walking slowly, but his steps are very light, as if stepping on clouds and mist with every step.

The one who came was not Taoist Xiaoyao?

Shocked in my heart, I was quick to wit, I retracted the Qianyuan Sword back to its original single-edged sword, held it in my hand, raised the edge of the sword, and exposed a small tip of the sword outside the big rock where I was hiding, and tried to hold the sword again. Consciousness merged into the body of the sword, and after a while, he used the tip of the sword to see the scene outside.

The person who came was a man dressed as a Phaeton warrior.Phaetons are actually quite similar to the northern minorities in ancient China. Apart from their nomadic lifestyle, they also look alike.Most people in Daye have black hair like Daisy, but this man has very gorgeous blond hair, deep and straight features, sharp outlines, and a tall stature, almost 1.9 meters by my visual inspection. His limbs are slender and his physique is strong.

Although he seems to be in his thirties, he is so plump and handsome that people can't take his eyes off him. Not to mention that women must follow each other when they see him. This kind of beauty is not a feminine and charming beauty, but a heroic beauty.This person exudes a cold temperament that should not be approached by strangers all over his body, his face is expressionless, his thin lips cannot draw a trace of curvature, but there is a faint sadness between his brows.

I couldn't help but think, if Cang Wu had grown like this back then, I might have bent over a long time ago.

The man walked over without saying a word, Ling Qinghan grinned and greeted him with a big smile, and shouted rather obediently:

"Brother Eucalyptus."

The Phaeton man who was called by Ling Qinghan as Brother Eucalyptus was very disrespectful to Ling Qinghan, he didn't even nod his head