Sacrifice

Pu Ye looked at Teng Xiaohong carefully, but no matter how she looked at it, she felt that it was not enough.

Pu Yang, who had been standing behind Shui Lan, stuck out his head, "Brother?"

Pu Ye turned around and found that Shui Lan, Pu Yang and Xuxuan Fox were all looking at him with piercing eyes, feeling embarrassed.

He whispered, "This is Teng Xiaohong, my..."

Soul pet?No, no, no, Teng Xiaohong is definitely not a spiritual pet to him; relatives?Using family affection to describe this complex feeling seems to be too weak.

In the end he said, "He is the most important person to me."

Puyang obediently said, Shui Lan sneered, and wanted to say something, but he closed his mouth as if seeing Puyang.

Xu Xuan clicked his tongue for a long time, looked at Teng Xiaohong and Bo Ye with a pair of fox eyes, and smiled inscrutablely.

The old fox Xuxuan said leisurely, "In short, let's find a place to settle down first."

This small rocky island is really small, Kong Hou and others occupy the left side of the island, Qingque and others occupy the right side of the island, Puye can only ask Teng Xiaohong to build a pergola with vines directly in the middle of the reef .

Looking at the arbor next door, Qingque sighed, "Tsk tsk, this Teng Xiaohong still has the strength to build an arbor..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Han pulled Qing Que to the innermost point, and then a silver light flashed, and the cave was closed.

Teng Xiaohong's artificial pergola is very spacious, separated by sharp leaves in the middle, Shui Lan, Pu Yang and Xu Xuan fox consciously shrank into the inner compartment, seeming to adjust their breath, but in fact their ears are always erect.

Puye and Teng Xiaohong sat outside, and Puye asked with concern, "What's going on, are you still trying to hide it from me?"

Teng Xiaohong drooped his head in shame, he pulled Bo Ye's sleeve coquettishly, "Master..."

Bo Ye made a serious expression, "It's no use acting like a baby!!"

Teng Xiaohong pursed her lips and said in frustration, "Doesn't the master know all about it?"

Pu Ye sighed, "What's going on with that Teng Ziyin?"

Teng Xiaohong drooped her head, "It seems to be reincarnated and rebuilt..."

"Then you are now..." Before she could say anything, Teng Xiaohong in front of her suddenly sighed, and the person in front of her changed in the next second.

The corners of Fujiko Yin's mouth curled up slightly, showing a slightly sarcastic smile, "I think it's more appropriate for me to say."

Pu Ye looked at Fujiko Yin silently, his tender and concerned eyes suddenly sank, he got up and took a step back, looked down at Fujiko Yin, raised his chin slightly, his brows were full of coldness, and he waved his hand, "Please. "

Fujiko felt a little bit disappointed, but it was actually warmer than standing with each other, holding hands and leaning on each other while talking...

He didn't stand up at all, he just sat on the erected vines, his long hair was scattered on his chest, his face was slightly raised, a little lazy and wanton for no reason, he looked at the young man standing in front of him, the head The long water-blue hair was originally tied behind his head, but because of the emotional excitement just now, a few strands of long hair fell on his chest, and the bun at the back was also half loose, like an unfolding waterfall half pouring down. The shallow, translucent thin sand is haunting in the haze, and the fine beads of the same color shake from time to time, reflecting bright or dark luster, which even gives him the illusion of transparency.

Fujiko Yin laughed subconsciously, "Are you the Bodhisattva?"

Pu Ye raised her eyebrows and said lightly, "Not bad."

"I heard you are a monk?" Fujiko smiled playfully, "It doesn't look like it."

Bo Ye said calmly, "If you have a Buddha in your heart, if you come from the mundane world, you can become a monk without dirt or purity." After a pause, he looked at Teng Ziyin, "It turns out that senior Teng knows people by clothes, and juniors are not as good. "

Fujiko Yin pouted, sure enough, the monk's mouth was the strongest weapon.

He said, "This seat, Tengzi Yin, is known as the Blood Vine King in the upper realms. He commands 800 million monster races. Except for a few old demons, no one can compare to him."

After finishing speaking, Tengziyin glanced at Boye, but saw Boye's face was calm, as if the mere demon king was nothing, saw him stop, and said a little impatiently, "And then?"

"..." Fujiko Yin continued dryly, "Then one day I survived the thunder calamity, was struck to death by the thunder calamity, and degenerated into a seed, and then was ejected from the upper realm and landed here."

Pu Ye frowned slightly, thinking of the old pine tree in the pagoda forest of Wuyin Temple, a bad premonition rose in his heart.

"You know someone named..." Uh, what's the name, Xiaohong's diary seems to have written the name of the old pine tree, "Qing, what kind of pine tree is Qing?"

Fujiko Yin was stunned, and his memory slowly went back. He had a lot of enemies and one or two friends, but since he became the blood vine king, the only one who dared to laugh at him was... who is it?That always irritates him...

Well, it's been so long, I don't remember ==

Fujiko Yin blinked and said decisively, "I don't know."

Pu Ye pursed her lips, then why did the old pine tree give him that seed?

Is it really an accident?I don't believe it.

He thought for a while, and then asked, "What is the state of you and Xiaohong?"

Fujiko Yin shook his head, "Not sure."

In fact, he is also very puzzled. It stands to reason that a body can only have one soul. Why can he and Teng Xiaohong coexist?Originally thought that it was because Teng Xiaohong was a newborn soul, and it would take some time to dissipate, but now that January has passed, Teng Xiaohong's soul has not shown any signs of weakening, and even when stimulated, he will rush out to kill him. soul stepped on...

amazing ==

Pu Ye asked again, "What about Xiaohong now?"

Tengzi Yin closed his eyes, felt it for a while, and found in surprise that he could clearly feel Teng Xiaohong's consciousness! !

Thinking of this, he had an idea, and in the next second, two slender branches protruded from his shoulders, twisted together and then suddenly emitted a red light, and then Teng Xiaohong, the size of a thumb, appeared on Teng Ziyin's shoulder .

"Master!!" Teng Xiaohong was stunned for three seconds after coming out, and then rushed towards Puye, but because her arms were too short, she couldn't catch it, and swished and hung on the bead chain around Puye's waist!

Pu Ye was dumbfounded, holding Teng Xiaohong the size of a thumb in both hands, "Hey, what's going on here?!"

"It hurts..." Teng Xiaohong was dizzy from being hit by the bead chain, and he raised his head in a daze, his face full of bewilderment.

Fujiko Yin smiled slightly, flicked his sleeves calmly, stood up, "I don't know."

Bodhisattva: "..."

Just at this moment, a loud voice sounded.

"Isn't that obvious?"

Puye and Tengziyin turned their heads and saw three heads protruding from behind the rattan, the top one was Shui Lan, and the one in the middle was Pu Yang, who was still holding the Xuxuan fox in his arms.

It seems that they have been watching for a long time ==

At this moment, Bo Ye didn't care that Xuxuan found Teng Xiaohong's strangeness, and asked directly, "Does Senior Xuxuan know the reason?"

Xu Xuan wiped his face with his paws, and said proudly, "This old man is a demon cultivator who has lived for 3000 years!"

Tengziyin said with a smile that was not a smile, "Oh? Then dare to ask what is the reason?"

Xu Xuan said carelessly, "You have mutated!"

"..." Fujiko Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, and said calmly, "I have lived for 2 years, and I don't remember the exact fraction, but I still remember the time of the first mutation, which was the third year when I opened my mind. , Calculate the age, it is worthy of 103 years old."

"You mean, this seat has been fine-scoring for the remaining 2 years?"

Bodhisattva: "..."

Xuxuan: =mouth=

Next door, Qing Que sat bored in the cave, playing with the Menghun Orb in his hand.

Ling Han was still chattering, "Senior Sister, Zen Master Puye is a monk, even if he broke up with Teng Xiaohong, you can't be a partner with Puye!"

Qingque said impatiently, "It's fine to return to vulgarity!"

Ling Han sighed, "Puye is the most talented disciple of Wuyin Temple's generation, and Wuyin Temple will not allow him to return to vulgarity."

Qingque pouted, "Don't lie to me, do you think I'm a fool? Since Zen Master Puhua agrees with him and Teng Xiaohong, why can't he agree with me?!"

Ling Han was about to collapse, and Puhua just didn't speak back then, who said that people agreed? !People misunderstood you!

With an expression of being defeated by him, he said listlessly, "Then what should you do?"

"If Teng Xiaohong dies, I will have a chance." Qingque muttered, "But I feel very aggrieved. I can only have a chance by relying on that bastard Teng Xiaohong to die. I am not reconciled."

"Isn't this just right?" Ling Han was overjoyed after hearing this, "It's alright, you stand by and watch, if Teng Xiaohong doesn't make it through by himself, then blame him, it's God's will, it has nothing to do with you, doesn't it? He is not dead, Boye is still your friend, isn't that good?"

Qing Que blinked, "That's right!" She threw the Dream Soul Orb in her hand, "Then I won't give him the Dream Soul Orb."

Ling Han heaved a sigh of relief, as long as Qingque doesn't have a spring heart, then everything is ok, otherwise he will be chopped into minced meat by real Qinghu! !

Yan Zijin, who had been sitting beside him silently, said abruptly, "If Teng Xiaohong disappears because you didn't give him the Dream Soul Orb, even if you get your wish later, can you still have a clear conscience?"

Qingque was stunned again, and then said dejectedly, "I can't!"

She clapped her hands and encouraged herself, "Sword cultivators of my generation should be open-minded and go forward bravely. Naturally, we can't achieve our goals with this low-handed method."

She looked back and smiled at Yan Zijin, with bright eyes and bright teeth, "Then I will give him the Dream Soul Orb later."

Yan Zijin snorted coldly, "I can't give it for nothing."

Qingque blinked and said with a smile, "Brother is right, so what conditions should I ask?"

"Ah, yes!!" Qing Que suddenly opened his eyes wide, and said excitedly, "The little monk's outfit today is really good-looking, or should I make him dress like this in the small world?"

Ling Han chuckled and gave a thumbs up, "Good job, I can have this proposal."

"Then I'll go find him in a while!!"

Yan Zijin quietly looked at the laughing Qingque and Ling Han, with a lonely expression, if Senior Sister Yun was still alive, she would probably be smiling so brightly.

The Sri Lankan is dead, all he can do is revenge! !

Thinking of the harp on the other side of the rocky island, he smiled coldly and stroked his long sword, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

Tianmen sect, real person Xianxin... Hehe, let's use that harp first!