Shangxian opens the door to receive express delivery

"Break the cocoon?" Qingjue repeated, somehow feeling that the name was very familiar.

"It wasn't called this name in ancient times." Wei Mian said, "The name of this forbidden technique at that time was..."

"God-moving technique."

Qing Jue and Wei Mian said their names at the same time.

The corner of Wei Mian's mouth curled into a smile, and he reached out to touch Qing Jue's head: "My A Jue is still very smart."

But Qing Jue's face was not as relaxed as defending the title. He naturally knew how powerful the moving spirit technique was, and he knew a lot. Since it can be called a forbidden technique, it can be seen that it is vicious.

Once the enemy's blood is obtained, the caster can use the power of the blood in the blood to copy the memory of the opponent, and then establish a connection with the opponent based on the memory and blood. Through this faint connection, little by little Stealing the other party's divine thoughts, spells, and spiritual power, and becoming completely the same as the other party's existence, until the last thing in the other party's body is stolen and died, this forbidden technique is considered a success.

During the casting process of the forbidden technique, the caster will naturally feel nothing but his gradual weakness, while the caster will have to endure great pain and forcibly transform his body, mana and divine sense The process is extremely cruel, so this is finally called a forbidden technique. It was banned by the great powers in ancient times, but some people still use it secretly.

It's just that the conditions for casting the forbidden technique are a bit too harsh. First, the caster must have the power of blood, and secondly, the caster must have the opponent's blood. In addition, no mistakes can be made during the casting process. It will evaporate.

Now that the power of the blood is less and less, the ancient forbidden art has gradually faded out of the sight of all walks of life, but the reputation of the forbidden art has never diminished.

No matter how you say it, this ancient forbidden technique is not so easy to break, let alone just sleep for the body like defending the crown.

"How is your body?" Qingjue was worried, and reached out to touch Weiwei's forehead, and his spiritual sense scanned the opponent's body bit by bit, not letting go of every inch, wanting to get out of it. Found a little clue.

He was still wondering, what exactly is the power of the defending bloodline?

"It won't be worse than before." Wei Mian said with a smile, but the smile didn't reach the depths of his eyes.

Qing Jue was finally willing to take back his hand, he pursed his lips, and asked in a deep voice: "I hope you tell the truth."

Wei Mian was slightly stunned, and just about to speak, he met Shang Qingjue's eyes, the light green eyes were as pure and transparent as emeralds, but there was a calmness that could not be ignored inside.

He knew he had something to hide from him.

Such thoughts flooded into defending champion's mind all of a sudden, and he had no choice but to curb his carelessness and perfunctory.

"When I fell asleep, my body was repairing itself. As you can see, there is indeed nothing wrong, but the crisis has not been resolved." Defending said, "It's just to keep my body from leaking out what belongs to me. It can still be done, but I can't take back what has been leaked, or I can't take back what I am sitting here."

"You mean..." Qing Jue looked at him quietly.

"I have to go there myself." Wei Mian said.

"My deity will go with you." Qing Jue said without hesitation.

"No." Wei Mian's eyes flickered slightly, and some emotion flashed through his eyes, "I can only do this by myself."

Qing Jue asked: "Do you not believe in this deity?"

Wei Mian quickly comforted: "That's not the case, but Wu Ling and I have new and old grudges, and I want to resolve them myself."

Qing Jue's desire to deal with the enemy by himself is more or less understandable, he nodded and said, "Then I'll go there with you, and I'll just watch from the sidelines."

"A Jue." The defending champion was helpless.

Qing Jue is not the kind of person who makes trouble without reason, but he feels that Wei Mian has been blocking himself from going with him, which is somewhat strange. Could it be that there is something that he is hiding from himself, or that he does not want him to know?

Thoughts were churning in his heart, Qingjue couldn't help showing a bit of displeasure on his face, but he suppressed it again, and said: "You always have your reasons, so I just don't go."

Wei Mian didn't answer, only heard Qing Jue ask again: "When are you leaving?"

"Get up later."

"So anxious?" Qing Jue frowned again.

Defending his fingers touched Qing Jue's face a few times, but he had other thoughts in his mind.

With his mind, why can't he think of a better way to avoid this topic, so as to avoid Qingjue's suspicion, but after thinking about it, he feels that the method in front of him is the most useful.

He used Qing Jue's arrogance to keep the other party silent.If he refuses repeatedly, the other party will always feel unhappy, and he will definitely not ask again on the face, as long as Qing Jue will not follow him, then his plan will be carried out smoothly.

his plan.

There was a little smile on the defending champion's face: "I will be back soon."

It's a foolproof plan.

As far as defending the title is concerned, why does he need others to remind him of his own physical condition, everything is just a gesture for Qing Jue to see.As early as the very beginning, before Ao Chun opened his mouth to remind him, Wei Mian had noticed something was wrong with his body, and his spiritual sense was slowly decreasing, so how could he hide it from Wei Mian, who knew his body well.

He just didn't say it.

He originally planned to go directly to the comprehension world to deal with the witch order while he was in a coma, but later he found that there seemed to be something wrong with the witch order when he cast the spell, so he simply pushed the other party, causing the witch order's forbidden techniques to be messed up. Just count.

There was a casual smile on the defending crown's face.

"It's getting late now, why don't we go tomorrow." Qing Jue said.

Wei Mian looked up and looked outside, and it was already night, he moved his body slightly, and said with a smile: "There is no difference between day and night, I can come back sooner if I leave early."

Qing Jue nodded: "That's right."

Wei Mian just watched him not speak, and reached out to touch his face after a while.

"What are you doing?" Qing Jue held his wrist.

"Look at you." Wei Mian said, and rubbed his fingers on the other party's lips a few times. The next time we meet, I don't know if the other party has such a good face.

Qing Jue stopped talking, just stood there for him to touch, after a while, Wei Mian came over and kissed him lightly on the lips: "I'm leaving."

"En." Qing Jue got up to see him off.

Wei Mian got out of bed and didn't call for Xiao Lu, just stepped out of the window and disappeared into the night. Qing Jue's fingers holding the window gradually tightened, but he still didn't choose to follow.

He only felt that the other party's leaving figure was very heavy, as if he would never see each other again.

At this time Qing Jue was full of doubts in his heart, he was silent for a moment, closed the window and went back to the living room.

The bedroom is gone, and he doesn't want to stay there anymore, he just feels that the things that seem to be full of wit and wit have lost their due interest and are boring in every possible way.

Wei Mian said that he would come back soon, even if the realm of cultivation is too vast, three days must be enough for one trip back and forth. Qing Jue crossed his legs and put on a cultivation posture, and the three days passed by in the process of cultivation.

I don't know how long I have been practicing, but suddenly there was a knock on the door, waking up the disturbed Qing Jue from his meditation.

Defending the crown was not there, Qingjue didn't want to open the door, but the people outside knocked on the door loudly, and there was an aura of swearing that they would not give up until they opened the door. Qingjue felt that if the other party kept knocking like this, the door might be closed soon. Knocked directly by him.

Qing Jue looked at the time, it was only half a day since Wei Mian left, and it was only around three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Defending, bastard! You open the door for me! Damn! Do you want me to break in by myself!"

Laojun's cursing voice came from outside the door, so Qingjue had no choice but to get up and open the door.

"Defending the crown is not here." Qingjue looked up at Laojun outside the door with a small face.

In fact, he doesn't like to look like a child. No matter who he looks at, he has to look up, but when others look at him, he looks down. The gap between the two makes him very unhappy, but in order not to let his identity be revealed, That's all he can do for now.

"It's you, little guy." Laojun obviously still remembered Qingjue, he was about to squeeze in with a sway, but Qingjue didn't stop him, and the other party got in through the crack of the door all at once, "Defending the crown is not here, lie who."

In the end, Taishang Laojun searched around but still couldn't find defending crown, so he had to ask Qingjue: "Did he hide when he heard my voice?"

Qing Jue calmly said: "He is indeed not here, if you have something to tell me, I can tell him."

"Talk to you?" Laojun snorted, turned around, and sat directly on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, "I won't leave until I see him."

"What's the matter?" Qing Jue showed a little impatience on his face.

He didn't like to talk to others, if it wasn't for the inconvenience of revealing his identity, he would have thrown Taishang Laojun out a long time ago.

"This defending champion dares to deceive me!" Laojun stretched out his hand and slapped the coffee table in front of him fiercely, and immediately let out a few "clicks, clicks, clicks". stick on.

"Tricking you?" Qing Jue's voice dropped inexplicably.

"Aren't you lying to me? Grandma's leg! Last time I came here, I asked him if he knew about Qingjue Immortal Venerable, but he told me he didn't know! Hmph, the last time he went to the underworld, I I found the mana fluctuation of the immortal in the underworld. Last time he went to the demon world, I found the mana fluctuation of the immortal in the demon world. The last time he was in the alley downstairs, I found the mana fluctuation of the immortal in the alley , Last time he went to Huaguo Mountain, I discovered the mana fluctuation of the immortal, not to mention this time, I found the mana fluctuation of the immortal directly at his house. In my opinion..." Laojun sneered A few times, "He must have directly kidnapped Qingjue Xianzun!"

"Why do you think so?" Qing Jue felt relieved.

Laojun sneered and said nothing: "This old guy, he thought he was hiding it all the time, and others didn't know."

old man?What are you hiding?

A slight doubt rose in Qingjue's heart.

"Is there anything I need to hide?"

At this time, the defending champion's idle voice came from outside the door.