Wearing this fake cultivator master and apprentice

She lowered her eyes and hurriedly said, "I never thought of taking Master's life. The matter of Xueqiu is because I have no eyes to listen to other people's gossip. I..."

"Okay?!" Jun Yao endured the pain and said with her jaw clenched.

Under the clear light of the full moon, the side face is illuminated with clear, cold and noble lines. The moonlight is imprinted in a pair of peach blossom eyes, which is somewhat cold and full of impatience.

"Right and wrong, I don't want to hear it, and I don't need an explanation."

"He Qingxie, you did one thing wrong, but the result is far more than that."

The purpose of setting up the Snowy Illusion was to trap Qinze. She asked Qinze a question. Xing Tianhengkong's appearance in Hejia Village happened a few years ago. He Qingxie was brought back from Hejia Village. After clearing the ruins, she erased all the memories left behind at that time, no doubt someone might tell the story.

How could Qinze know? Xing Tian fed He Qingxie something, and why did she have to wait until today? Suddenly revealing this sealed secret, not to mention sneaking into Shangqingxu alone, how dare she?

These all need answers, and the only person who knows the answer is because He Qingxie seriously injured her, which caused the illusion to collapse and let people escape.

Jun Yao doesn't want to blame in every possible way, deliberately embarrassing He Qingxie, she doesn't have the energy to think about other things, the insidiousness of the candle dragon's horn makes her reason hang on the tip of a red-hot blade? A little? No Cautiousness will allow the mind to be split.

Silence spread between the two, and for the rest of the journey, they had no choice but to walk to Phosphorous Abyss on foot.

I don't know how vast this forest is. The moon is on the culmination of the sky, and the more you go in, the more you can't see the moonlight.

He Qingxie put his arms around Jun Yao's waist and lifted it up, proposing: "Master, let's rest for a while?"

No one answered, Jun Yao closed her eyes, her silver hair fell down to cover half of her pale face, her whole body was softly leaning against her arms, she had already fainted from sleep.

He Qingxie let out a sigh of relief, speechless and didn't speak any more. He dragged people around a pile of lush bushes in front of his feet, stepped on a dead branch under his feet, and uttered the only voiceless sound in this lonely night.

Junyao Xianzun's ring pendant has never sounded since she fell asleep, even if it collided with each other in the air, it still can't make a sound, as if falling into a deep sleep with her master.

In the shadows, Jun Yao's toad moon silver dress? The sleeves of the gown scraped across a branch and leaves meridian strangely, with spiky grass, carrying away wisps of dark fragrance.

Near the grass, the bodies of snakes, insects, rats and ants overlapped in twos, lying on top of each other, motionless.

What's more, some directly exploded to death. Their fingernail-sized bodies were torn apart and blood splattered.

The smell of rotting corpses worn by the years completely covered up the fragrance of this grass.

It was a long night, coming all the way from the desert, there were neither difficulties nor obstacles, and no one was chasing after him. He Qingxie was still exhausted from walking, dragging Jun Yao as if he was going to put half his life on the road.

Did He Qingxie get angry for the second time? Ping said that sentence, "I really owe you my last life."

Soon, she went to a tree and put Jun Yao down, and leaned on it delicately. When Jun Yao woke up again, the wound on her right arm was completely numb, and she couldn't feel a sliver of consciousness, just like she was born with a disabled right arm. .

In addition, half of the body seemed to have been immersed in ice water for a long time, it was so cold.

It can be said that Jun Yao was woken up by the cold, and she constantly mobilized the spiritual power in her body to dispel the cold air.

He Qingxie leaned against her and fell into a deep sleep. She was not sleeping peacefully. The man in the dream frowned, and his thin lips were slightly pursed into a downward curved arc.

When her body was warming up, Jun Yao smelled a scent that she didn't notice, it was very faint.

Chanyue Yinshang Dao? A wisp of residual fragrance left under the robes, with the use of spiritual power, gradually swelled and spread around the heated legs.

The scent became clearer and clearer. Jun Yao raised her brows, a cluster of flames lit her fingertips, and stretched towards He Qingxie's face. She pursed her lips and sniffed at the sleeves on both sides, then leaned closer to He Qingxie's hair, Between the neck and front of the placket.

No? Any weird aroma.

Jun Yao shook her head in embarrassment, didn't she care?

This forest is very humid, and the long-lasting tide accumulates decay that will not decay all year round. There are only a handful of places in the entire cultivation world that can have such a scene.

The swamp forest in the Northwest Peach Blossom, the Xuanzhou Mountain above the North Sea, the place of Xuhai, and the Kunze Great Forest, the place where the ruins interact. The patriarch of the founding school still needs to be superior.

The distance between the Swamp Forest and Xuanzhou Mountain is as far as [-] li from Shang?

Jun Yao doesn't really believe that He Qingxie has that kind of ability, but he can go a long way, so there is only one possibility here, which is located in the Kunze Great Forest in the northeast of Lingxu.

In the depths of the dense forest, can you see the sun, snakes, insects, rats and ants, monsters, beasts and monsters live in groups?

Jun Yao took a deep look at He Qingxie with a solemn expression.

The light fire light illuminated He Qingxie's delicate and dusty side face, and on the straight and high bridge of the nose? The deep eye sockets cast strange and distorted shadows.

Doesn't this apprentice of hers have the ability? She is very capable. She is able to take her to such a dangerous and turbulent place, yet she can lean on a tree and sleep so peacefully.

Is she big-hearted?

No?!

She is courting death!

Fearing that the flames would attract monsters, Jun Yao suddenly extinguished the fire at her fingertips, violently pushed the person, He Qingxie slipped down the tree trunk, and woke up with a shudder.

With a tired expression on her face, she covered her face and groaned twice, yawned, looked at the person who had stood up, and looked at the hem, ring, skirt, collar, neck, The lower jaw, and finally met the upper? That pair of deep peach blossom eyes.

He Qingxie was confused, rubbed his brows, and asked hoarsely, "What are you doing?"

Jun Yao didn't give her a long time to react, and said bluntly: "Get up, get out of here quickly."

"Are you full of sleep?"

"Ah."

"But I'm still sleepy. You don't even want to torture people? It takes midnight?"

"You talk to the head, and you have this attitude?"

Almost at the same time as the words fell, He Qingxie's heart trembled. Something flashed into her mind, and her eyes suddenly widened. She got up again and again, tremblingly cupped her hands and said, "Master, master Respect..."

Jun Yao raised the corners of her lips, sneered, and said, "Are you fully awake? Let's go."

He Qingxie followed behind, shrinking her shoulders, appreciating her master's back carefully, for a moment, "Master."

"..."

"Master is still here? Do you need help from your disciples?"

"..."

"How is Master's injury? This disciple knows that the injury of Zhulong's Horn will not heal for a while. If Master can't support it, disciple, it's only natural for disciple to support Master..."

The air was filled with moist breath, and there were rustling footsteps. Jun Yao didn't want to make any response.

Seeing people say nothing, He Qingxie felt anxious, couldn't hold it back and said patiently: "Master? Master, did you hear that?"

Stopped in his footsteps, Jun Yao turned his face coldly, and looked up and down at this apprentice in the darkness. There was no light in all directions, and it was pitch black. When a monk reaches the stage of Mahayana, he can often close his eyes and see everything at night. Whether it is natural or not?

She saw clearly that He Qingxie was hesitating to speak, showing a slightly nervous expression, and said with a light smile, "Do you know where this place is?"

How could He Qingxie know the place He Qingxie broke into?She shook her head, "Still? Please tell Master."

Jun Yaodao said: "The earth gathers water to moisten all things. It accumulates in areas that cannot be touched by the sun. Generally, monsters and poisons emerge endlessly. Here is the Kunze Forest. The entire cultivation world of Nascent Soul stage monks are very excited. A place you don't want to step into."

"He Qingxie, you are amazing."

Although the last sentence was a compliment, did He Qingxie not? There was a trace of joy in being praised, but her legs were shivering more, and her back was chilling.

"I……"

"If this seat is as young as you, the punishment in the criminal chamber will be considered light if it is punished a hundred times."

"I, I, I don't? Know?, here is..."

"Ah."

Jun Yao didn't give her a chance to finish her sentence, she turned around and left, the rings and pendants collided and made a crisp sound.She didn't know what she stepped on, or because her blood was almost congealed, her movements were slow, her feet slipped, and her body staggered a step.

Before he fell down, He Qingxie, who followed him from behind, wrapped his arms around his waist and held his wrists to support him, "Master, be careful."

Jun Yao let out a soft "huh", didn't speak, and glanced at her feet. She stepped on a section of colorful snake body.

Was the snake's death miserable? It's unbearable to see. There are scars torn by claws on the edge of the broken body. It's ferocious, bloody, and faintly fierce.

The Kunze forest is full of monsters and beasts, and any hunting, annexation, scrambling, and slaughter can be seen.

Isn't Jun Yao surprised? Strange.

Will the injury of Candle Dragon Horn be suppressed for the time being? Will there be a fear of life? It is only a matter of time before the cold poison invades the heart veins. If you encounter a monster in this forest at a critical moment, you will inevitably have to fight. She is not in the way. But He Qingxie might not be sure.

He Qingxie's golden elixir shattered into tiny cracks, and her spiritual power was determined not to be able to be used anymore. Her current ability is limited, and one thing more is better than one thing less, so she can only leave this place as soon as possible.

The two of them simply didn't touch the depths of the forest, and walked back the same way for about an hour before they came out of the forest at dawn.

The morning light is faint, and the coolness is weak.

A thin layer of cold sweat oozes from Junyao Tianting's plump forehead. He Qingxie walks all the way, and a layer of sweat breaks out on her back. It turns from hot to cold. She feels extremely uncomfortable. Seeing Junyao's waist, he lifted it up a bit.

He Qingxie breathed out a hot breath, and asked: "Master, are you hot?"

Jun Yao raised her head and looked at the radiant morning sun. She narrowed her eyes subconsciously after being pierced, and raised her somewhat conscious hand to cover her eyes. Her face was pale under the light, almost transparent, and her thin lips were not at all. Bloodless.

Jun Yao's only thought now is to feed back a perception, isn't it? Right.

Body? Not? Right.

He Qingxie turned his head away, and the person close at hand was lowering his head and panting for a while, with a small arc, which seemed to be cautious, but also restrained and suppressed.

Seeing this, He Qingxie remembered that he had stabbed without hesitation, how much conscience was not at ease, and asked a little guilty: "Is it? The cold poison has attacked? Shall we? Go to the edge of the woods to rest for a while Right? It’s not too late to go after rest.”

The cold sweat gathered more and more, slid down the pale forehead, slid down the cheeks, and flowed to the chin, dripping down like a broken thread. Jun Yao frowned, silver teeth clenched together, and let out a soft hum in discomfort.

He Qingxie was terrified, and never doubted how much pain her master had suffered now. "The disciple took the master to sit under the tree for a while."

She hugged the man and was about to leave, but the hand covering the other's waist was suddenly held down, and He Qingxie felt suspicious, "Master?"

Jun Yao suddenly lowered his head and endured it, without further ado. He opened the opponent's fingers one by one, and said in a low voice: "Stop. Stay away from me."

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