sword color

It was about midsummer, and the bright sun was [-]% covered by the green trees in the mountains, leaving only scattered spots of mottled light, which was stepped down by Mr. Du.

The two walked on the mountain road one after the other, the huge package behind them moved with their steps, resembling two human-shaped dung beetles.

"Ah bah -" Du Zhilan touched his nose, who is scolding him?

Jian Qing, who was carrying a long sword on his back, was still wearing the thin navy blue gown, which was as warm as silk in summer to the touch.

"It's really a magic weapon of the fairy family..." Du Zhilan quietly tugged a small piece of sleeve in his hand, feeling very cool and comfortable.

"What are you doing?" Jian Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, squinting at him.

Du Zhilan quickly waved his hand: "It's nothing, nothing. Jianqing, are you sure you're going this way?" He looked around, and the wishing well Hei Hong mentioned was almost in this mountain, but where exactly was it?

Seeing that his pair of pitch-black eyes were spinning around, Jian Qing knew what the hell this guy was planning, so he didn't bother to think about it right now, and took out a pack of oil paper from the package.

Peel off the outer shell in twos and twos, revealing two balls of pink and delicious snacks inside.

"Well, it's sweet but not greasy. It's a good food." The Taoist said, taking a small bite into his mouth.

"Jianqing, I want it too!" Du Zhilan moved his nose when he smelled the scent, and rushed to catch up.

Jian Qing twirled the snack bag with two fingers and shook it, smiled slightly, and bewitched in a low voice: "I'll feed you if I become a tiger."

"No! Tigers eat meat!" Du Zhilan frowned, secretly thinking about whether to conjure up a tail to seduce him.

——At this very moment, a sudden change occurred!

From the densely entangled old trees on both sides of the narrow mountain road, several vines suddenly protruded, as nimble as long whips, and unexpectedly swept away the snacks in Jian Qing's hand with a few swipes!

"How dare you snatch food from a tiger's mouth! You're looking for death!" Du Zhilan was furious all of a sudden, and transformed into a tiger shape with a "bang", grabbed the ground with his hind legs and slammed hard, and sure enough he firmly grasped the vine branch that was stealing food.

Unexpectedly, this guy was so resilient, even if he was pulled by such a fierce tiger like Du Zhilan, he still couldn't break it. Instead, several of them twisted and entangled in one place, and slowly dragged the big white tiger away.

——He actually wanted to drag Du Zhilan away and eat him!

Silently, the big white tiger stomped wildly, leaving dust and fallen leaves all over its body, but the vines were tied tightly, and the more they struggled, the more they pulled together.

He looked pitifully at Jianqing, who was also speechless looking at him playing tricks: "Don't tell me you can't even take care of a hundred-year-old withered vine demon..."

Du Zhilan, who pretended to be pitiful and was punctured, had no shame at all. After a while, red flames burst out all over his body, causing the vine demon to scream, and then he retreated completely in an instant.

Holding the same burnt dim sum mournfully, he winked at Jianqing and said, "Look, I've turned into a tiger. You promised to feed me."

Jian Qing flicked his sleeves and walked forward quickly, and said angrily: "I'll feed you ashes, do you want to eat?"

Du Zhilan easily caught up with his paws, and said slyly: "No, feed me something else, and I will forgive you."

Blue veins appeared on Jian Qing's forehead.

In the past, this guy was a stupid tiger with no attack power, he could knead it as he wanted, how obedient and well-behaved he was!

It's good now, my mana is good, and I'm starting to talk poorly again!

Thinking of this, Master Jian Qing gave him a very sad look.

Another section, the sun is getting higher and higher.

Du Zhilan, who had turned back into a noble son, wiped his sweat, reached out and groped in the bag for a long time before he found the water bag, shook it, but it was empty.

"There's no water..." He eagerly looked at Jianqing.

The latter frowned: "Strange, I don't have any either."

Jian Qing raised his eyes and looked around for a moment, then said calmly: "Have you noticed that this mountain is full of green trees along the way, but there is not even a mountain spring. There are no lakes, ponds or pools at the foot of the mountain."

Du Zhilan gave a low "hmm", but said in his heart that it must have something to do with the wishing well, and Jianqing must not let him know.

"I have a solution." He raised his head and smiled, turned into a white tiger again, sniffed around, and finally stopped under an old tree that was too green.

Jian Qing stood beside him in leisure, feeling very relieved - raising a tiger that only eats free food for so long can be considered useful, next time you see your senior brother, you don't have to look at the face of that big yellow dog anymore.

If Mr. Du had heard Jian Qing's heartfelt words, he would have died of anger, but fortunately he didn't hear it.

His shiny black tiger claws slapped hard at the root of the tree, and an inconspicuous vine jumped up and ran away in shock, but was frozen in place by his tiger roar, not daring to move.

"Take me to find the water source, if you dare to cheat, I will chop you up for drinking!"

The poor vine demon flinched, so she had to obediently walk in front, leading the way for two foodies with similar threats.

The tree and vine led the two of them away from the mountain path all the way, and finally walked in front of an old cave in the depths of the mountain forest. In front of it stood a stone tablet half a person's height, with four ancient official characters written on it: "At your own risk."

"It's kind of interesting." Jian Qing is proud of his superb swordsmanship, and he is not afraid of him pretending to be a ghost.

Du Zhilan was even more sure that the wishing well was inside, and he had some small calculations in his heart, a little looking forward to it, but also a little apprehensive.

I don't know what is waiting for them inside?

If he could really get what he wanted, he would be willing to pay any price!

"Jianqing, the tree vine demon said that the water source is inside, but it has low mana and can't get close to the center, so it can only draw water from outside the cave." Du Zhilan still drove the little demon, and followed Jian Qing to the depths of the cave.

There is no cave in the cave.

The hot summer was cut off almost instantly, the cool breeze made people drowsy, the water was gurgling at the feet, and the stalactites on the top of the cave hung upside down like cones.

In the deepest part of the cave, an ancient well is covered with moss, just sitting there quietly.

As the two approached slightly, a strong and refreshing aura rushed over.

"Spiritual spring!" Jian Qing's eyes flashed a hint of surprise, "I didn't expect there to be such a spiritual spring here, even in those blessed places in the world of cultivating immortals, there are very few spiritual springs."

As he spoke, he took out a jade bottle with crystal clear white jade from the Qiankun pouch in his sleeve, and prepared to collect spring water.Such a pure aura cannot be contained in an ordinary water bag.

"Wait!" Du Zhilan was taken aback, but seeing Jian Qing's back abruptly paused, his eyelids trembled, and he asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Jian Qing frowned and looked at the calm spring water in the ancient well, and said lightly: "I seem to see something flashing by in the well water, it's very blurry, I can't see it clearly."

"Oh? Let me see." Du Zhilan hurriedly stepped forward and looked into the well.

Seeing this, his heart almost stopped in fright - why is there only Jian Qing's reflection?Without him!

Du Zhilan's face turned pale, and when he looked back, he saw Jian Qing standing a few steps away looking at those stalactite pillars.

No!

Du Zhilan was quite frightened at this moment, his little heart was beating wildly, he turned his head slowly, slowly, and looked at the well again: the deep clear spring reflected quietly, still the clear and picturesque eyebrows and eyes, hair like splashed ink, His eyes are like stars.

At that moment, Du Zhilan stared blankly at the reflection in the water, almost feeling that he was looking at Jian Qing.

A clamoring voice suddenly swelled in his heart uncontrollably.

Make a wish, make a wish, as long as you make a wish, everything will come true...