After Junior Brother A Zhai goes down the mountain

There was silence in the ice room.

After a long time, Lin Yingshi raised her paw feebly and asked, "Senior Shanzhu's hexagram is definitely not wrong... But, we are so closely guarded, why did the leader of the Demon Cult escape?"

Xin Lan also got a general idea of ​​the inside story of some things: "Could it be that...their people will come to rob the prison these days?"

Lin Qinghe shook his head: "It's hard to say."

He looked at Lin Ying: "Xiao Yingshi, when you went to see Mr. Yang, did you find any problems?"

Lin Yingshi thought for a while: "Nothing else... However, brother Yang has a wound on his elbow. Brother Yang said it might be? When he moved the bookcase, he accidentally cut it off."

Lin Qinghe frowned, and a bright light flashed in front of his eyes: "Xiaoqiu, I remember you once said that Mr. Yang gave you the bottle that the eldest prince gave him. Is that bottle still with Fifth Master?"

Pei Lanqiu shook her head: "Fifth Master is still investigating things outside and hasn't come back yet."

He informed everyone of what Long Huayi had discovered: "The grand ceremony is over, but the Jianghu people haven't left yet, so we can't slack off during this period... Besides, the remnants of the Demon Cult are still secretly active, and there are still people going to When the Lantern Festival of the Huachao Festival was releasing lights, I saw a strange white shadow near Dragon City."

Lin Yingshi trembled all over: "Hmm."

The young man was a little afraid of these gods and ghosts, and quietly grabbed his senior brother by the sleeve.Pei Lanqiu was amused, and quietly took the hand of his junior brother, interlocking his fingers.

Lin Yingshi was happy.He diverted his attention and started playing with his brother's fingers.

Lin Qinghe nodded, frowned and said, "Then let's not talk about it for now...the fifth day of the lunar new year, this time point is really too tight."

Lin Yingshi nodded repeatedly.

If this time is missed, the senior brother will have to wait until the next month... He glanced at Pei Lanqiu worriedly.I'm afraid that something will happen.

"I'm stupid." Long Huayi's voice came from far below, "I knew that my good brother would definitely not take advantage of me!"

Lin Yingshi curiously slipped to the stairs, leaned on the handrail and looked down: "Fifth Master, what's wrong?"

Long Jiu supported Fifth Master Long, who was obviously sprained, and held the small bottle in one hand. Hearing Lin Yingshi's question, he replied, "So it's Young Master Lin..."

"My master originally sent me to a pawn shop under the royal family name to pawn this bottle." Long Jiu said honestly, "It's just that the shopkeeper told me that this bottle should be a fake."

Long Huayi cursed: "My fifth master Long has been looking at all the rare treasures in the world, but I didn't expect to miss them... I was happy when I got them from Lao Pei."

Lin Yingshi: ...So when the bottle was still at my senior brother's place, did you already covet it?

As expected of you, the fifth Lord Long who is the poorest among all the princes.

Lin Qinghe made a move, and a gentle internal force sucked the bottle into his hand. After examining it carefully, he thought, "Maybe it's not that the fifth master missed it."

Several people looked at each other.

In the prison, Yang Wenzhi was reading a book when the chain on his wrist rattled.Mr. Yang sighed, deeply feeling that after he went out, his arm strength would definitely be greatly enhanced.

He was secretly saddened by the candlelight, and in his heart he scolded his out-of-the-ordinary ancestor an elegant and bloody head. Suddenly, his hair stood on end, and a burst of terrifying coercion spread.

Die...really die!

Yang Wenzhi's fingers trembled slightly, feeling that all the bones in his body were creaking, and the blood flowing in his body seemed to be frozen at that moment.

Mr. Yang couldn't help trembling - no way no way, did the spies from the Demon Cult really come to rob the prison?what to do?How to send news to Mr. and the others?

His hands were trembling, blood was slowly flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he looked sadly at his unsatisfactory body—it was about to be riddled with holes, and if the pressure was greater, he would die suddenly on the spot.

Yang Wenzhi finally rolled his eyes and fainted without grace.

"woke up?"

Mr. Yang slowly opened his eyes, and there was a piece of soft silk and satin in his eyes.There was a brazier burning in the prison, so he was wearing a thin spring shirt, but there seemed to be an invisible chill here, and even though he was covered with heavy quilts one by one, Yang Wenzhi still slept in an ungraceful way. Sneezed.

"Where...is this place?" Young Master Yang asked in a daze, "Could it be that I was taken away by the devil again?"

"Well, it's true. At the moment of life and death, if the devil's true spirit is still on Young Master Yang, it will definitely come out."

A warm and pleasant voice sounded in his ears, Yang Wenzhi squinted his eyes, a pair of peach blossom eyes similar to Lin Yingshi broke into his line of sight, and a strand of snow-white hair fell down from his face.

Yang Wenzhi's heart beat a beat slower.

This, is this Brother Lin's elder brother? !

"It seems that the devil has already taken the opportunity to leave." The white-haired young man in black grabbed his hand and looked at the wound carefully, "It's a knife wound."

"The devil must have used Young Master Yang's blood to attach the true spirit to the blood and wait for an opportunity to lie dormant. Then, with the help of the fifth master, he was stolen by the members of the devil sect next to the eldest prince."

Yang Wenzhi seemed to have heard a few irritated curses from Master Long during the pleasant commentary, and then he heard the young man in the white-haired black coat say again: "Mr. ...but just to be on the safe side, do you want to make Mr. Yang's injury worse?"

Yang Wenzhi:? ? ?

Mr. Yang was so weak that he couldn't speak, his head tilted, and he passed out again.

"Ah." Lin Qinghe raised the corners of his lips, "Why are you dizzy again?"

Lin Yingshi moved her head closer to her master, "Don't tease Brother Yang, can you let him sleep?"

Lin Qinghe blinked at the little apprentice: "Okay, then I will listen to the baby."

Lin Yingshi made a face at her master, and briskly slipped behind her senior brother.

"In that case... as long as I'm still here, they will definitely come to me if they have trouble finding their way." Lin Qinghe pondered for a moment, "It might be tonight."

After talking for a while, they prepared to bid farewell and leave, each doing their own thing.However, Lin Yingshi stuck to her master, with a worried expression on her face: "But master, are you really alright?"

Pei Lanqiu didn't leave either, he was sitting on the cushion beside him, his good eyes were also full of worry.

Lin Qinghe patted the shoulders of the two apprentices helplessly: "Master is really fine. It's Xiaoqiu, you are optimistic about Xiaoyingshi."

Pei Lanqiu nodded solemnly: "I will. Don't worry, Master."

Lin Yingshi slipped to senior brother's side with an aggrieved face, and whispered behind his back: "Senior brother is not as good as me now..."

He thought that the fourth day of the junior high school was right in front of him, but his eyes were still shining with a lovely light.

Pei Lanqiu pulled his junior brother to his side and coaxed him to sit up, with worry in his eyes.

Lin Yingshi rubbed into his arms: "It's okay, senior brother, it's just some blood, you really don't have to worry! You just need to drink the medicine and adjust your breathing well!"

He rolled his eyes, thinking of the agreement he had made with his master, and then said guiltyly: "After all, on the fifth day of the lunar new year...the senior brother may still have to fight."

Pei Lanqiu squinted her eyes, and didn't want to expose her junior brother's small thoughts of being easily caught out. She crossed the top of Lin Yingshi's fluffy head, and exchanged a glance with Lin Qinghe.

Lin Qinghe raised his hands, innocently indicating that he hadn't done anything.

Pei Lanqiu: ...No, I don't believe it.

The two brothers and sisters lingered here and had a dinner at Duanjinlou.Before the dishes were ready, exclamations came from outside.

Lin Yingshi put down the bowl and chopsticks and was about to go out when a burst of icy sword energy penetrated her shoulder blades.

"Yingshi!"

Pei Lanqiu got closer to him, quickly grabbed him and rolled him to the side, dodging several sharp sword auras that shot directly from behind.

"Yingshi, how do you feel?"

Pei Lanqiu hugged her junior anxiously, looking at his slightly bruised face.Lin Yingshi was frozen speechless by the familiar and domineering sword energy, and immediately tapped her acupoint a few times to force out the sword energy and spit out a mouthful of blood mist.

"I'm fine, Senior Brother." Lin Ying wiped away the blood from her lips.Seeing this, Pei Lanqiu tore off her own sleeve, and bandaged it for her junior brother first.

"Brother, please hide for a while." Lin Yingshi glanced at Pei Lanqiu worriedly.The latter nodded immediately, then hid in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to escape.

Lin Yingshi took a deep breath, held the Flowing Fire Sword in her hand, and stood side by side with Lin Qinghe who was walking slowly behind, staring fixedly at the huge hole in front of her that was broken by the sword energy.

"Master..." Lin Yingshi whispered to Lin Qinghe, with worry in her eyes.

The same cold sword energy as Master...

With a smile on the corner of Lin Qinghe's lips, he gently hugged the little apprentice: "It's okay. The baby has grown up and can stand with the master."

In the darkness, he blinked his eyes: "When Xiaoqiu recovers, Xiaoying must also watch Xiaoqiu's back. You have all grown up, and you will continue to walk for a long time in the future."

His last sentence was tinged with obvious teasing.Lin Ying immediately understood what the master was joking about - the master saw it.

Lin Qingping looked ahead, but the long sword in his hand was out of its sheath.He squeezed a sword formula in his hand, and said briskly: "Master also had those days - he had someone in his heart, and when he looked at the other party, his eyes were bright."

Lin Yingshi flicked her wrist, and Liuhuo kept making long beeps.He said softly, "Master has done it too."

Lin Qinghe looked at the front with nostalgia: "Of course, Master is also human."

"This sword is called Sigui." Lin Qinghe gently covered the long sword, and the ice and snow covering it also faintly showed signs of melting. .”

Those three words read from between his lips and teeth, in this cold sword energy, it seemed that there was a moment of spring water in it.

Lin Yingshi understood.The tip of the sword drew a deft arc in the air, and finally pointed straight ahead.The young man wanted to cry, but Lin Qinghe smiled and said "Good boy", and Sigui let out a scream amidst the biting pain.

The tip of the sword points to the enemy as well as an old friend.

"Master." Lin Qinghe whispered.