Dressed as a heartthrob cannon fodder husband and wife

Lin Sijin buried his head in applying the medicine, the ointment was very mild, not cold at all, and he didn't feel too uncomfortable after applying it, so he returned the ointment.

"Brother." He stuffed it into Sheng Rufei's arms, and then glanced at the ice-drinking sword eager to try, and pressed the ice-drinking sword with his fingertips to push Yinbing down.

"Don't get into my arms again."

He felt the ice rub against his fingertips, but he didn't move while pressing the sword, "It's useless to act like a baby."

Yin Bing stayed quietly, the blade of the sword moved, looking a little aggrieved.

Sheng Rufei took the ointment and ignored him, he poked Sheng Rufei again, Mu Mu sat in the corner, turned his face and looked down at him.

"My little maze just came out," Lin Sijin didn't care about Mu Mu's anger, he tugged on Sheng Rufei's sleeve, "You make me a harder one."

"Guess how I came out just now? I followed my intuition. Whichever side my intuition chooses, I will choose the opposite side."

"There is also a small orange lamp on the wall inside, shining brightly, is the small orange lamp also made by the brother?"

Lin Sijin was a little curious, he was attracted attention, and he took out an orange lamp from the small maze, warm orange, with a small sheep carved on it, you can hold it in your arms.

The light shone warmly on his face, and Lin Sijin heard Sheng Rufei give a low "hmm".

Then he took away his little labyrinth, with wisps of white light overflowing from it, and returned it to him after a while.

"This is much more difficult." Sheng Rufei said.

Lin Sijin said "Oh", he sat beside Sheng Rufei, and the wooden beads in the wooden plate made a crisp sound as it shook. He wanted to try it immediately, so he got into the small maze.

Within three seconds of entering, he came out immediately, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.This time the little orange lamp was replaced by a dangling imp. The imp's face was blue and purple, sticking out his long tongue at him.

The little orange lights all around were gone, replaced by a thick black mist, filled with ghosts hanging inside.

I also knew that it was Sheng Rufei who changed it. After taking two steps, his legs were weak, and he came back after three seconds of persistence.

Before Lin Sijin came back slowly, he stared at the young man beside him, the corners of his lips pressed down slightly, and he stretched out his hand to pull Sheng Rufei's ear.

He grabbed Sheng Rufei, but Sheng Rufei didn't respond. Sheng Rufei's eyes were slightly lowered, and they were dark, as if they could frame his whole body.

"Brother, are you naive or not?"

Lin Sijin was upset and threw away the small wooden plate in his hand. He moved his buttocks and went to the corner to stay by himself.

He said he moved, but in fact he moved a little bit. He could still touch Sheng Rufei when he stretched out his hand. He leaned against the wall and slowly closed his eyes, secretly paying attention to Sheng Rufei's movements.

It was very quiet in the carriage, neither of them spoke, Lin Sijin was sleepy after closing his eyes for a while, and when he was about to fall asleep, he heard a slight movement, and his ear was bitten again.

He pushed the young man in front of him, failed to push, and subconsciously put his arms around him, found a comfortable position in Sheng Rufei's arms, and then fell asleep.

They were about to set off again before dawn, Lin Sijin yawned, there were small wooden trays and snacks on his table, and there were wild flowers picked from nowhere, with dew still on them, maybe they had just been picked.

There are not only wild flowers, but also little people made of straw. The hair of the little people is made of silver gray grass, the whole is silver, and it looks a bit like Sheng Rufei.

Lin Sijin didn't even need to think about who prepared it. He felt sweet in his heart, and took the little scarecrow to find Sheng Rufei.

"Brother."

When he went out, his goal was black mist. The black mist surrounded them, and it was almost impossible to see the way forward. Blood red, making people feel uncomfortable in the heart, completely opposite to the comfortable environment in the carriage.

Inside is a warm lair, and outside is a dangerous abyss.

Sheng Rufei's fingertips emanated wisps of spiritual power, the spiritual power passed through the barrier and reached the depths of the black mist, the silver-white sword blade was unsheathed, drawing a snow-white sword light, the sword light reflected half of the sky, dispelling The black mist surrounding the carriage.

Heart-piercing cries came from his ears, Lin Sijin was still holding the little scarecrow, and he put the little scarecrow in his arms, not knowing what he could do to help Sheng Rufei.

"Brother?" When he got to Sheng Rufei's side, he found that Sheng Rufei's cheek was injured, and there was a bloodstain on his cheek, which seemed to be contaminated with evil spirit, and the bloodstain was faintly black.

Strands of silver wires were attached to the front of the carriage, and they all fell into Sheng Rufei's palm. He glanced along, saw something out of the corner of his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

There is a looming human face between the black mist. The human face is the same as what he saw in Yixiu City, hidden in the depths of the black mist, distorted and deformed.

Sheng Rufei turned his face slightly, his eyes fell on him, and he frowned slightly, "Go back first."

Lin Sijin was stuffed with a wooden figure in his arms, instead of going back, he squatted down next to Sheng Rufei and asked, "I'm worried about Senior Brother, I don't want to stay inside, is there anything I can do to help. "

He wanted to touch Sheng Rufei's wound, but his fingers stopped in mid-air, worried that Sheng Rufei would be distracted.

He hadn't used his sword much along the way, and he also faintly realized that not only was he poor in talent, but he also couldn't hold a sword, mainly because he didn't want to see blood on his sword.

But these are demons, so they should be fine.

He unsheathed the sword in his hand, brewed it for a while, then retracted the sword, and the endless thick ink appeared in his mind, the ink and bright red were intertwined, filling his blood vessels together, draining all his courage Extinguished.

"Brother, I don't lack spiritual power the most right now." Sheng Rufei didn't seem to have time to talk to him and didn't let him go, he looked at the silver thread in Sheng Rufei's palm and tried to touch it.

After he injected spiritual power, the silver thread became more vibrant, emitting a subtle light, and gave birth to many Taos, and the growth rate of the silver thread became faster.

Fortunately, it worked, Lin Sijin breathed a sigh of relief, he poured all his spiritual power into the palm of Sheng Rufei, the silver thread pierced through the black mist, the black mist was gradually dispelled, and the scene in front of him gradually returned to normal.

When the black mist completely dissipated and there were steep stone walls on both sides, Lin Sijin looked a little dazed, he didn't know what happened when he fell asleep.The cold wind swept the sand and rocks towards his face, he ate a mouthful of sand, slurped to one side twice, and when he turned around, he took a look behind him, the scene behind him was rapidly retreating, and there were still layers of black mist.

"Senior brother, what was just a phantom array?"

Before Sheng Rufei could answer him, a shadow fell in front of him.

The edge of the carriage bumped against a huge boulder, and he was almost shaken off. There was a huge buzzing sound in his ears. Seeing that he was about to pass the boulder, he hugged Sheng Rufei subconsciously in a panic, and his shoulder bumped into it. His eyes went dark, and he almost fainted from the pain.

When the carriage was stable, Lin Sijin slowed down a little, touched the top of his head with one hand, he opened his eyes, his mouth was filled with the smell of sand, and his stomach was slightly nauseated.

He coughed twice, Sheng Rufei's face was slightly pale, and the wound on his face turned from black to red again, the red was like thick and warm poppy flowers, which looked a bit too coquettish.

"I told you to go back," Sheng Rufei said in a low voice, touching his shoulder with his fingertips, and he cried out in pain instantly.

"Brother, don't touch it, it hurts—"

Lin Sijin wanted to vomit blood from the pain, stared at Sheng Rufei, but didn't pat Sheng Rufei's hand away, and covered half of her shoulder by herself, breathing in the pain.

Maybe it was a broken bone. If he had done it before, he would probably call his mother. Recently, he seems to have been injured frequently. His wrists have been broken and he has been blinded. Now he just broke his bone... He still wants to call his mother .

"Brother, my bones seem to be broken."

Lin Sijin pressed it lightly again, and he twitched in pain, and he didn't dare to move anymore.

"I'll connect it for you in a while." Sheng Rufei touched it lightly again, and a little spiritual power seeped in, temporarily relieving the pain.

"The one just now wasn't a phantom array," Sheng Rufei answered his initial question again, "It's the evil spirit released by the chasing demon cultivator."

Lin Sijin said "Oh", "I didn't see Moxiu, when did they catch up?"

"Yinshi," Sheng Rufei checked him again, made sure there were no other injuries, and rubbed his fingertips twice.

"The demon cultivator who was catching up didn't show up, but just used the techniques of demons and puppets."

Lin Sijin pursed his lips, he didn't quite understand why Moxiu wanted to chase after them.

The road in front of them returned to normal, and Sheng Rufei had been guarding the small road they took, avoiding danger along the way, and they were forced to take a slightly longer detour.

"I want to know why the demon cultivators chased you down?" Fu Heng said abruptly, with a cold voice, "The demon cultivators who chased after them were all for the holy objects, and the sacred objects are missed by people. It’s a difficult problem, but your senior brother broke through it.”

"He insisted on showing off, and now everyone is staring at him."

Sheng Rufei showing off?Lin Sijin was not fooled by Fuheng when he heard the words. He knew that Sheng Rufei had always been the most calm and good at planning, and would not put himself in a dangerous situation.

The reason why Jinyue Temple cooperated with Zhanxushi to break the illusion formation was entirely because of him.

"Brother is doing it for me. If you say that, I should be blamed," Lin Sijin recalled, "But it wasn't just the brother who broke the illusion formation, the person who pretended to be the brother also broke the illusion formation. Why didn't Moxiu go find him? he."

Soon he denied it again, even he didn't know the identity of the person in the phantom formation, he only knew that it was related to the feather crane chant pattern, how could people outside the phantom formation know.

"Why are you so sure that he broke through the phantom formation?"

This "he" is naturally referring to the fake Sheng Rufei in the phantom formation.

When Lin Sijin was asked by Fu Heng, he was a little stunned, and an unbelievable guess emerged in his heart, and he suddenly remembered that he entered the phantom array with Jun Yewu.

But he didn't see Jun Yewu in the phantom array.

"What does this mean... You mean, it's Jun Yewu who pretends to be Sheng Rufei?"

"It's not him, it's just that the illusion array bewitched both of you at the same time."

Fu Heng: "There has never been a second person who broke through the phantom formation. There are only the two of you in the phantom formation, and only your brother is the one who breaks through the phantom formation."

Lin Sijin listened in a cloud of fog, he didn't understand what Fuheng meant, and when he thought of the pattern of feathered crane singing, he subconsciously felt a little uneasy.

"Fuheng, you seem to know everything..." He asked after a while, "Why do you follow me all the time?"

"The karma of the previous life is still unclear, so I came here." Fu Heng rubbed the tips of his ears invisibly, and said in a cold voice, "I have never experienced these things, so I am just guessing, but my guess will not be wrong."

Lin Fuheng lowered his voice a little, with a slow tone and a little sigh.

"Cause and effect are planted by you, and you need to untie them yourself."