Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

The evil wind blows, the peach blossoms are flying, and the trees around him form a peach-pink phantom, and the strong fragrance makes people dizzy.

Lu Xiao stared at the formation circle, covered his mouth and nose, his voice was no longer frivolous, and his majesty increased for no reason.

"Lonely wind."

"Zheng—"

A long sword with a snow-white body and a bluish tip came through the air and stopped firmly in front of Lu Xiao, quietly waiting for his command.

Every advanced sword repairer has a natal sword stored in the spiritual space.

The natal sword was uniformly obtained in Ningpo Mountain Villa, and after identification, it was bound to the spiritual space, and there was only one in this life.

Lu Xiao grabbed the black hilt of the sword and watched the peach tree moving fast.

The movement of these peach trees is disorderly, and they are faster and faster, as if they are racing.

But they didn't intend to attack Lu Xiao at all, as if they just wanted to trap him here. Above the tree formation was an arched dome made of peach blossoms. When Lu Xiao threw the sword in his hand, those peach blossoms caught it firmly. After receiving this blow, Gu Feng bounced back.

Suddenly, Lu Xiao noticed something was wrong. These trees seemed to be spinning rapidly, but they were still slowly shrinking the distance, slowly moving closer to the center at an easily undetectable speed.

He held the sword in his hand tightly, and looked intently, the barrier formed by the fast moving trees was divided into two parts, one part was the pink crown, the other part was the brown trunk.

Lu Xiao stared closely at that part of the tree trunk for a long time, and finally found a gap.

In the southeast direction, there is a trunk of a tree, and there will be a finger-thick gap every once in a while.

Having made this discovery, Lu Xiao wiped his hand on the edge of the sword, wiping out thin blood streaks. Gu Feng tasted the smell of blood, and the sword screamed, and the whole blade began to tremble, excited.

The Gufeng sword is bloodthirsty, and if you want to exert its maximum power, you must sacrifice blood. It is a relatively evil sword.

When Lu Xiao was looking for the natal sword in Ningpo Mountain Villa, he was attracted by Gufeng's appearance, confusedly bound to the spiritual space with it, and after thoroughly understanding the sword, he regretted it and refused to use it.

Therefore, not many people in the sect know what Lu Xiao's natal sword looks like, they only think that he has got a treasure, and they don't want to show it to everyone.

Gu Feng sucked away the little blood, and the little green on the tip of the sword turned into a faint red. It has not seen blood for a long time, and it is still a little excited.

Lu Xiao shouted in a low voice: "Gu Feng."

Only then did it stabilize the sword body and concentrate on listening to the master's instructions.

Lu Xiao stared at the southeast corner closely, looking for the right time, and threw the sword in his hand. Gu Feng had a sharp sword aura, sucked blood, and turned around in the air, forming a strong air current, stabbing at that corner. Refers to a wide gap.

In an instant, the peach tree wailed, and the peach blossoms from the top rustled down and sank into the soil.

Before it was over, Tao Shu swarmed towards the center fiercely, not having the slightest bit of patience before, and pressed Lu Xiao in front of him in just a moment.

With no obstacles above, Lu Xiao leaped into the air, pulling out a complicated sword flower in his hand, and his moves approached the peach tree formation.

Several peach trees were cut in half by him, turned into flying dust, and dissipated in the air. Lu Xiao tapped his toes, swung his sword, and cut off a group of crazy peach trees. Little stars, beautiful and sad.

Accidentally, some flying motes slid across his cheek, cutting a thin slit right under his eyes. Seeing those flying motes rushing towards him, Lu Xiao made a decisive decision. Gu Feng pierced into the soil under his feet, forming an ancient green barrier with sword energy, Withstood the frantic flying mobs out there effortlessly.

The barriers that the flying mob touched turned into bursts of green smoke, floating in the air.

"Go back, Gufeng."

The sword in his hand trembled for a moment, as if reluctant to give up.

It has not fought for a long time, and it has been in contact with the master's spiritual space for a long time, and it can also sense that some masters are dissatisfied with itself.

"Go back."

Lu Xiao issued an order.

Gu Feng stopped trembling, left his palm obediently, let out a sword cry, pointed at the stars in the sky, and quickly melted into the night sky.

The strong fragrance dissipated, and the mouth and nose were released.

Lu Xiao didn't raise his head, and came to Shijin with his hands behind his back, stepping on the tree dust that fell on the ground, and looked foolish again: "How?"

Now that Shijin was surrounded, she didn't panic, she calmly spit out a mouthful of blood, and wiped the corners of her mouth neatly, but the words in her mouth did not show any weakness.

"I thought I could trap you for a while longer."

Mo Yun wiped the wound on Ye Wuchen's hand carefully, spread the medicine evenly, and listened to the movement, and said in a neutral tone: "With Elder Lu's cultivation base, it doesn't take so long, he is doing it for you. your time."

"It's you, it took a lot of energy to maintain this peach formation."

Lu Xiao applauded, and said in an appreciative tone, "Brother Ye's apprentice really has good eyesight!"

Originally there was a peach grove here, but it has been destroyed and disappeared, leaving only a place of powder and a group of wandering souls. The fairyland-like scene instantly became empty and ordinary.

Shi Jin controls the remaining peach blossoms, they form a chair, and when it is adjusted to a comfortable angle, she says to Mo Yun, "You are such a white-eyed wolf."

Lu Xiaoyuxi didn't even understand the meaning of these words, only Ye Wuchen noticed the inexplicable emotion flashing across the young man's quiet face.

He had no choice but to free up his other unmedicated hand, lightly patted the young man's shoulder, then stood up, and got to the point: "Girl Shijin, where are the bodies of those souls?"

Shi Jin faintly looked at Mo Yun next to him, turned his head slightly, looked at Ye Wuchen squarely, stretched out two small white hands, palms up, and scratched with five fingers, like a requesting gesture.

Sure enough, Ye Wuchen heard her say: "Let me hug Mo Yun again."

In fact, at that moment, Ye Wuchen really wanted to push his apprentice out, but in order to maintain his image as a kind teacher, he pulled Mo Yun behind him and stared at Shi Jin unkindly.

Seeing that he was nervous, Shi Jin put down his hands indifferently and shrugged, "I can't beat you anyway,..."

Before the words fell, Mo Yun watched with satisfaction that the red mark on Ye Wuchen's palm was covered by the medicine, and the wound gradually improved, then turned around and left the barrier, leaving layer after layer of ripples on her sister from her back, giving a sigh of relief. A hug from ten.

Shi Jin was a little dazed, her fingers trembled slightly, she hugged Mo Yun's back lightly, and patted him like she coaxed him when she was a child.

"Little Yuner, long time no see."

"Ah."

"Little Yun'er has become a monk and has the ability to protect herself."

"Well, Master is very good."

Shi Jin smiled softly, her tone was a bit serious, but the words in her mouth were gentle: "Little Yuner's soul is flawed, she needs to pay more attention."

After saying this, she closed her eyes contentedly, rested her chin on Mo Yun's shoulder, and amplified her voice surprisingly gently:

"The formation is at Liu Erlang's home in the northwest, and I threw their bodies into the cellar of the ancient pagoda."

After speaking, her voice became weaker and weaker, as if it was about to be blown away by the wind.

Ten Jin is still insisting: "The peach formation is formed by all my monster power, I wanted to trap you and take Mo Yun away, ha..."

The corners of her eyes were red, and she looked like she was on the verge of falling. The next words were addressed to Mo Yun. Shi Jin deliberately lowered her voice, keeping the volume only the two of them could hear.

"Originally, I wanted to find a way to restore your soul, but it seems that it is impossible, Xiao Yun'er, do you know that you called me sister when you were two years old..."

Ten Brocade Stickers spoke in his ear, breathless and feeble, as if he was about to die.

Mo Yun thought for a while, and gently embraced Shi Jin's back like the master reassured him, and said in a low voice like a lullaby: "Sister."

After saying these two words, he obviously felt that Shi Jin's body was stiff, and then slowly relaxed, and nodded slightly in response.

"Well, I heard that."

Shi Jin raised his eyes, looked at Ye Wuchen in the enchantment, smiled at him, and the peach blossoms bloomed in the spring breeze, tender and lovely.

She gently pushed Mo Yun away, her five fingers formed into claws, inserted into her belly, and took out a pink demon pill and handed it to Ye Wuchen.

"Destroy it, and your experience of eliminating demons will be completed."

Yuxi stood in front of her almost immediately, with tears in her eyes, and shook her head slightly.

"Kid, get out of the way, it's an adult's business."

Ye Wuchen took two steps forward, not to make himself unable to leave the barrier, and turned to look at Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao was a little dumbfounded. It stands to reason that the Peach Blossom Demon is good in nature, but she did kill many innocent people.

And those greedy villagers in the village cannot be let go.

He was a little bit in trouble for a while, took two steps forward, met Yuxi's red eyes, had a flash of inspiration, and pretended to be deep: "This is the experience of the disciples, I will not intervene."

Then he stood next to Ye Wuchen. Without Mo Yun's permission, he could not enter the barrier and could only stand outside.

Seeing their reaction, Shi Jin smiled, and stuffed it directly into the hand of Mo Yun who was closest to him, "Hey, I'll see you off."

Mo Yun stared at the warm and bloody demon pill in his hand, his expression was a little dazed, his lips fluttered, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

"Actually, even if you don't come, I can't last long. I am tortured by my increasingly distorted mind every day. The only ones who can keep me going are Brother Mo Song and the others."

Regardless of the wound on his abdomen, Shi Jin dangled his two calves with a contented expression, and said, "I'm going to find Brother Mo Song and tell them how bad humans are!"

When the girl said this, she hummed twice proudly, and continued: "I have avenged myself, and they will definitely praise me!"

While talking, she seemed to remember something, and said to Ye Wuchen: "I didn't make the paper doll, but the villagers got it from a Taoist priest. My taste is not that bad!"

Ye Wuchen nodded and cupped his fists to express his thanks.

The girl was very proud, she curled her fingers at the strands of hair that had fallen from her temples, and laughed crisply: "It would be nice to see you before you die."

There is no doubt that these words were addressed to Mo Yun.

The seat made of peach blossoms under her began to dissipate, became transparent a little bit, and then disappeared. Shi Jin seemed to sense this, winked and smiled at Mo Yun playfully, and then quietly stared at the starry sky.

"Little Yuner...haha, I'm definitely the happiest monster in the world."

Mo Yun's heart moved, he held the Yaodan tightly, and made a promise: "I will seek justice for you!"

Shi Jin didn't look at him after hearing this, but his voice was obviously choked up: "...Well, thank you."

"Also, goodbye."

She turned her head, leaving her last smile on the world, which was sweet and lovely at first, clean and dust-free.

Her body gradually became transparent, but Shi Jin was humming contentedly, not the vulgar ballads of paper dolls, but an ancient and elegant tune.

Mo Yun heard it in her memory, it was a song that Yun Xiner often hummed when she was putting him to sleep.

My heart felt inexplicably bitter.

In this ancient and leisurely ballad, Shijin relentlessly abandons the mortal world and rushes to the bright moonlight.