I have a deep love for Zhenjun

58.

As for why I know Fu Qing's unique technique so well... In detail, I have to go back to Fuyu Mountain a year ago.

There is a spirit creature in Fuyu Mountain, named Nvluo, who grows on the top of Fuyu Mountain, is only the size of a palm, and looks like a mortal female body, but it has no eyebrows or eyes, so it looks very ordinary at first glance.

But its effect is extraordinary, it is said that it can carry the soul body of the spirit of all things in the world, so that it can avoid the end of the soul flying away.This is an act against the heavens, so Mrs. Xiang in Fuyu Mountain personally guards the right, never shows up in the world, and there are very few people who know about it.

It is difficult to reach the sky if you want to get it.

At that time, I didn't know why he took the risk to go through this experience, but now that I think about it... maybe it was because of the terminal illness of Xiong Xin.She had been ill for a long time, and she was not far away from the day when her soul would fly away.

Fu Qing has always been aloof and arrogant, and there are many things in his heart that he does not want to confide in others. This is true for his cousin, but even more so for me.

Therefore, no one in Langfeng Palace knew about his going to Fuyu Mountain, but I just accidentally saw his hurried expression, so I became more active and followed him to see what happened.

He didn't call out Zhu Zhao that day, but rode the wind and controlled the sword, presumably because he was afraid of being too ostentatious, which made it easier for me to follow him.It's just that he acted rigorously, and I was extremely careful all the way, for fear of showing my feet and making him suspicious.

I don't know how long it took, the sun rose and set, and the bright moon was in the sky.

The flying sword under his feet went lower and lower, and finally stopped on a hill.

Seeing him stop, I stopped too, looked around, and found a hidden bush to hide.Unexpectedly, as soon as I got off the moon branch, before I adjusted my body shape, I felt a cold murderous aura attacking me.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly, I jumped to the side, and rolled twice on the spot, which saved me from the tragic situation of separation of body and head.I let out a sigh of relief, with my head still hanging, still in shock, a sword was slammed across my neck.

"Who is following me all the way?"

The voice was icy cold and familiar.I carefully stretched out two fingers to pick up the tip of the sword, moved it two points away, and then dared to raise my face: "Zhenjun, it's me, Shao She."

Fu Qing stared at me for a while, then sheathed his sword: "Are you following me?"

I laughed: "If I say that I came here for a walk, would you really believe me?"

Fu Qing obviously didn't believe it, and his tone was sarcasm: "You went for a walk to Fuyu Mountain? You are in a good mood."

I knew I couldn't fool him, and I couldn't think of a better excuse, so I could only pretend to be sincere, with affectionate eyes, spit out a few sweet words, and tried to get away with it.

"Then I'm telling the truth. Since the blood was taken last time, you and I haven't seen each other for dozens of days. I just miss Zhenjun so much that I follow behind Zhenjun..."

At the end, I suppressed a few tears in my eyes: "Zhenjun won't blame me, will he?"

Fu Qing looked at me, thinking of something, his face changed slightly, he turned his eyes away, and said in a blunt tone: "If you continue to talk nonsense, go back and be banned for a month."

I quickly covered my mouth and kept silent, revealing two eyes staring at his movements.

He moved forward, and I also moved forward.He goes to the right, and I go to the right.

Finally, Fu Qing couldn't bear it anymore, with a sullen expression on his face: "Why are you still following me?"

This time I answered as it should be: "I don't know the way. Besides—" I paused, "I really miss Zhenjun."

After the words came out, I actually felt a little embarrassed. In order to cover up the embarrassment, I coughed lightly several times in succession.

Probably because I was really shocked, Fu Qing's complexion turned red, as if he was out of breath, and stared at me fiercely: "Slick."

After he said this, he didn't drive me away.Seeing that his attitude softened, I couldn't help showing off my face, and I quickly walked a few steps to catch up with him, and wanted to say a few words.

Fu Qing had already felt something, and without looking at me, he said coldly, "Shut up."

I had no choice but to swallow the words that rushed to the tip of my tongue, honestly being a mute.

59.

The reason why it is difficult to climb Fuyu Mountain is not because Mrs. Xiang, who guards the mountain, has a hand that reaches the sky.On the contrary, in a head-to-head confrontation, she and I might be able to draw evenly.

But even so, she is by no means an ordinary person.

Mrs. Xiang and Fu Qing are tied for the position of true monarch, but they are slightly different.Fu Qing was born with a perfect immortality, but Mrs. Xiang had a mortal body before she ascended to immortality.However, this mortal body is extremely precious, because the founder of Fuyu Mountain is her.

It is well known all over the world that the disciples of Fuyu Mountain specialize in the Qimen Dunjia technique.As the founder of the mountain, she has studied this way for more than a thousand years, and she has already reached the state of perfection.Ordinary people entering the formation without authorization, if they don't understand this way, they will always be unable to escape a dead word.

Therefore, even though Fu Qing and I were extremely cautious, we were still involved in her formation at some point.

The surroundings were originally lush bamboo forests, but in the blink of an eye, the bamboo forests were uprooted by a strange wind, and at the same time, the ground under their feet turned into quicksand, sinking rapidly.

After finally avoiding the bamboo forest, he almost got sucked into the yellow sand.Fortunately, I reacted quickly, and without thinking about it, I created a steady wind gust under my feet, which barely stabilized my position.

Although I was temporarily out of danger, but I didn't know anything about formations, let alone breaking formations, so I couldn't help but look sideways at Fu Qing.

On the other hand, he had a calm expression, and calmly placed a water formation around the two of us to block all the surrounding attacks, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he was pinching his fingers, as if he was deducing a strange trick.

I have always trusted him, knowing that he may have a way to deal with it at this time, so I don't want to disturb him.

Seeing that there was a crack in the water formation, it was almost unable to withstand the wave of attacks.Fu Qing withdrew his hand, and finally said: "This water array can last for a while, you wait for me here, don't wander around."

I was afraid of spoiling his business, so I nodded and stayed where I was.Seeing his posture like a crane, he jumped to the north.I waited for a long time until the water barrier was completely broken, but I didn't wait for him.

60.

After several times of hesitation, I still decided to look for Fu Qing.

With my own strength, I propped up a transparent barrier and opened a path in front of my eyes.

It wasn't until this moment that I really realized that the formation was indeed full of dangers.Thanks to the blessing of Fuqing's water array just now, I was able to be at ease, and when I really tried to operate the life-saving barrier by myself, I felt that the successive attacks were fierce and urgent, and in the end it was inevitable that I couldn't do what I wanted.

I slacked off, and a gash was cut on my face by the flying gravel.I frowned, strengthened the barrier a little, and couldn't help but start thinking wildly.

Where did Fu Qing go?He didn't return for a long time, could it be that he encountered danger?

Following the direction of Fu Qing's departure, I don't know how long I walked, the surrounding time suddenly changed from day to night, and the bright moon cast a thin light, covering an elegant pavilion with heavy curtains, which can move automatically without wind.

Suspicious in my heart, my eyes fell on the pavilion, and at the moment when the curtain was raised, I caught a glimpse of an extremely familiar figure.

"True monarch!"

I called him loudly, but he turned a deaf ear, or had already lost his hearing.

Arriving here, the offensive in the formation slowed down to almost nothing.

Just to be careful, I still held on to the barrier, and slowly approached the pavilion step by step, for fear of making a mistake.

When I got to Fu Qing's side, I called again a few times.He just closed his eyes, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his expression was hesitant.

Seeing that he refused to call repeatedly, I guessed that he had fallen into a nightmare, secretly frightened, I put a finger between his brows, trying to use my spiritual sense to see why he refused to wake up.

Unexpectedly, the scene in it was the same, he was sitting at the table, holding a Xuan pen, as if he wanted to write something, but he didn't finish it.

The ink condensed on the tip of the pen drips from the tail to the tip of the root, condensing into a round and plump water drop, which hangs and falls, and faints on the paper, turning into a little cinnabar.

I waited patiently for a while, but he just stared at the pen in his hand, without any movement, his eyes seemed to hesitate, and seemed to be shaken.

I really don't understand why this dream is so rare, but it makes him unable to extricate himself from it, and makes him feel sad for a while.

He was in a dangerous situation at this time, if he didn't wake up for a long time, he didn't know when the next wave of offensive in the formation would arrive.Most of my spiritual power has been consumed, and I am not completely sure that I can carry the next wave. Then I will not be able to keep him.

After much thought, I decided to wake him up.

Spiritual power gushed out from the fingertips, and poured into the center of his brows continuously. I didn't withdraw my hand until a little light was reflected between his brows, waiting for him to open his eyes and wake up.

Not long after, Fu Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, seeing it was me, she was quite anxious: "Are you alright?"

How could something happen to me?

Just as he was about to answer, his expression changed, he clenched his fist to his lips, coughed heavily, and black blood snaked down from his lips.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his tone suddenly became cold: "What are you doing here, didn't I tell you to wait for me where you are?"

"I can't wait for a long time, I'm worried that something will happen—"

I stopped in the middle of speaking.

Fu Qing's eyes looking at me are actually dim and intense, as if many emotions are crushed in it, it is extremely strange, staring at me with fear.

He turned around abruptly, drew his sword out of its sheath, layers of sword light were full of fierce killing intent, and slashed at a hidden stone statue with a bone-chilling chill, splitting the stone statue into countless pieces, and then collapsed.

After the stone statue was destroyed, night returned to day, and the pavilion we were in also disappeared without a trace.Above the head is the blazing sun, surrounded by lush greenery.

The eyes of the array were actually broken.

Fu Qing's back was still facing me, I couldn't see his expression clearly, I just felt that he was probably trying his best to hold back his anger, his voice was three points colder than his sword light just now: "You are really, you are not enough to accomplish anything, and you are not enough to fail." ,Well……"

I heard him snort very lightly, although I was shocked by his hostility, but I was concerned about his injury, so I moved closer to him and asked tentatively, "True Monarch?"

He swayed slightly, as if he was about to fall.

I hurriedly reached out to support him.Even through the clothes, one could feel that the skin under his clothes was as hot as a furnace, horribly hot.

I called again: "True Monarch?"

There was thin sweat on Fu Qing's face, his eyes were closed tightly, and he looked like he was enduring pain.Hearing my voice, he opened his eyelids, his eyes were cold, he gave me a hard look, and pushed me away.

He took a few steps back, put his back against the green bamboo, and gasped, "I really shouldn't...let you go."

I murmured: "Zhenjun, what is going on?"

Could it be that I did something bad with good intentions?