take sound

Yun Sheng was hesitating, but felt a gust of cold wind, he quickly got low and rolled on the ground, and took the long sword on the cabinet like lightning, and wrapped it up layer by layer, and as soon as he grasped the hilt, he felt a biting chill Running up along the hand holding the sword, the chill was overwhelming, and he was about to let go.

As soon as Yun Sheng gritted his teeth, he pulled the sword out of the scabbard with force. The brilliance flowed in an instant, and the sword energy surged. Several fox demons who were close were blown away by the sword energy and smashed heavily on the wall. Yun Sheng was also stunned. I thought it was just a somewhat powerful sword, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Enduring the biting chill, Yun Sheng straightened up, pointed his long sword straight at the old fox demon, and the light of the sword was piercing.

The old fox demon was also suppressed by the sword energy, his ferocious face appeared a little dazed, he took a step back suddenly, and shouted in disbelief: "Cyan Frost Sword?!"

Yun Sheng has been in the mountains all the time, and has never heard of the name of Qingshuang Sword, but now seeing the frightened expression of the old fox demon, he also knows that this sword has a long history, holding the sword is one step closer.

The fox demon changed his mind after being shocked, and looked at Yun Sheng with a half-smile: "Even if you are a mahogany spirit, a hundred-year-old fairy dares to hold the Qingshuang sword, and you are not afraid of being wiped out?!"

The mere hundred-year-old Taomujing remained unmoved, hooked the corners of his mouth, and stepped forward with his sword without saying a word.

The old fox demon never expected that the mahogany spirit would be so daring, he was stunned, only felt that the sword flashed in front of him, and his forearm was cut off abruptly, the fox demon's eyes were red, and he looked up to the sky and screamed, A gust of piercing wind turned into a giant fox with gray fur, its back was arched high, it was as tall as half a person, one front leg was dripping with blood, its fangs gleamed frighteningly, and Yun Sheng was holding a green frost The sword confronted him, and there was no trace of fear on Qingjun's face.

But the fox demon raised his head high and laughed strangely: "Peach Tree Spirit, I advise you to put down your sword and hand over your inner alchemy obediently, otherwise, you may be wiped out before I eat you!"

Yun Sheng snorted. As early as when he raised the sword, he felt a burning pain in the hand holding the sword. At this time, he could even smell a faint burning smell. There was a sudden burning under the collarbone. Yun Sheng raised his hand to press Don't worry, that's where his inner alchemy is, probably just like what the fox demon said, his inner alchemy and Qingshuang sword energy are incompatible with each other, and the two fight against each other, and the inner alchemy has the tendency to separate from the body.Yun Sheng frowned, and glanced at where Lou Shuo was. Lou Shuo was still asleep, but the firefly green barrier was much weaker than before, his heart trembled, and Yun Sheng tightened his sword hand.

He must kill these fox demons before he is unable to maintain the enchantment.

Regardless of the scorching heat of the inner alchemy, Yun Sheng poured fresh air into the Qingshuang sword again, drank, and rushed towards the fox demon with the sword in hand.

The old fox demon raised his head high and let out a long roar, and the surrounding fox demons immediately stepped forward and formed a circle, and fox fires lit up all around, and the fluorescence rose sharply for a while.

Yun Sheng's eyes hurt from being stabbed, so he simply closed his eyes, but the hand holding the sword kept stabbing towards the center of the fox fire.

Only two "clank" sounds were heard, and Yun Sheng was sent flying by a huge force, and he barely stopped by hitting the ground with his sword, so as not to hit the wall.

There was a corpse lying on the ground around the old fox demon, covered in blood, his eyes were blood red, his voice was like a night owl with obvious gnashing of teeth: "Boy, if you don't listen to persuasion, I will give you a ride!"

Yun Sheng knelt on the ground on one knee, coughing out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably. The hand holding the sword had already been burnt to pieces, with a distinct smell of burnt flesh, but he still held it weakly, wanting to lift the sword again. Tired hands could no longer exert strength, the scorching heat under the collarbone seemed to have started to burn his internal organs, and even breathing was heart-piercingly painful.

Yun Sheng took a deep breath, and wanted to turn around to see if the barrier was intact. At this moment, the weight on his hand suddenly lightened, and with a blink of an eye, Yun Sheng saw a piece of aqua-blue robe. At this moment, holding a sword in front of him, he is tall and straight, and his awe-inspiring aura is better than thousands of troops.

As soon as the Qingshuang sword was in his hand, the fresh air on the sword rose sharply, and he didn't see any movement, Yun Sheng felt a warm fresh air wrapping him, but it was faintly cold to the bone.

Just now he cast a barrier for Lou Shuo, now Lou Shuo also cast a barrier for him.

Lou Shuo remained silent, raised his sword with a sullen face and went up to meet him.

Even in a fight, Lou Shuo still looks celibate, with dazzling swords and swords piercing his vitals, with a flexible body, avoiding every blood spatter, until the thousand-year-old fox demon let out a long roar and fell on the ground. The ground twitched non-stop, Lou Shuo still looked calm, his blue robes were not stained with blood, he didn't seem to have experienced a fierce fight at all.

Yun Sheng half-kneeled on the ground, a little dazed.

Lou Shuo stood with his back to him, suddenly there was a blue light in front of him, Lou Shuo pulled a sword flower, held the sword in front of his chest, the Qingshuang sword pointed straight at the sky, and suddenly there was a thunderous sound all around.

Yun Sheng's eyes widened, as if his heart had been stabbed by something. He suddenly remembered that when they first met, Lou Shuo blinked and said to him, "I know a thing or two."

How can someone who knows a thing or two about Taoism be able to manipulate Jiutian's Jinglei?

The inner alchemy was still scorching hot, as if it was about to incinerate the internal organs, but Yun Sheng felt waves of coldness on the tip of his heart, just like the bone-piercing chill faintly radiating from this warm barrier.

Maybe, maybe it's just forced by reality?Just like the self who has always been called a good-for-nothing by Bai Jin, was inspired to use all his strength just now?The dazed Mahogany found all kinds of reasons to prevaricate the various questions that popped up in his heart.

The thunder was rolling, and it reached his ears in a short while. There was only a flash of dazzling light, and the thunder suddenly sounded in his ears. Yun Sheng couldn't help but cover his ears, watching the dead bodies lying on the ground turn into ashes in a blink of an eye, Lou Shuo widened his sleeves. With a flick, they all swirled and scattered away.

There was a sudden brilliance flashing around, Yun Sheng raised his head, there was a small courtyard in the guest room, it was clearly in an open space in the wilderness, Lou Shuo still turned his back to him, the cold moonlight shone on his body, bringing a sense of nostalgia. Yun Sheng's heart tightened when he saw the transcendence of being independent in the world.

Suddenly, the sword in Lou Shuo's hand was raised, and he pointed at a bush next to him. Yun Sheng vaguely saw a white tail, and then remembered the little fox that was tied up. , Yun Sheng hurriedly shouted: "Wait!", quickly broke through the barrier and rushed up, blocking the Qingshuang Sword, and hugged the ball of fur.

The fur ball in his arms was still trembling, his clear eyes were full of sorrow and fear, Yun Sheng turned his back to the tip of the sword, comforting the frightened little fox, his tone was still normal: "This time, if it wasn't for this little fur ball, I'm afraid I'm going to fall for it." With a little fingertip, the wound on the little fox's body slowly healed, Yun Sheng stroked the hair on his neck, speechless for a moment,

If a little fox demon with a low level of cultivation is left like this, without the protection of the family, it will be a question of whether he can survive in a land full of ghosts and monsters.

Yun Sheng thought for a while, and then asked softly, with a discussing tone: "He's still a conscientious kid, I think..." But the second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat by the chill coming from behind .

Yun Sheng was stunned for a moment, put down the hair ball in his hand and tried to get up, an invisible pressure suddenly oppressed him, almost bending him down, and then he heard Lou Shuo's voice, no longer the warm and gentle, cold voice of the past As cold as ice and snow that won't melt for a thousand years, each word, like a cold knife blade, slashed on my heart one by one: "It's really well hidden, little mahogany."

The embarrassing Tao Mujing's face turned pale, and she didn't know where the strength came from. She stood up with the heavy sword energy, turned around and stared directly at Lou Shuo's cold eyes: "You are not bad, Daoist .”

Under the cold moonlight, the two faced each other silently, only a few steps apart, but it was like an insurmountable gully.

Lou Shuo has a tall and straight body, a long robe that does not stain blood, looks handsome and elegant, gently swaying in the night wind, but his face that is always warm and moist is covered with frost, his eyes seem to be covered with frost and snow for thousands of years, and the green in his hand Frost Sword's sword energy was erratic, and the tip of the sword was steady, pointing at the person in front of him.

In contrast, Yun Sheng who was pointed at by the sword was much more embarrassed.The crescent-white clothes were splattered with stinky blood. During the fierce battle, countless cuts were cut, and the original appearance could hardly be seen. Blood was also splattered on Yubai's face, and his eyes were reddened by the blood of the fox. The hand he was holding was already full of scars, especially the palm of the hand holding the sword. The skin was ripped apart and scorched black, and the blood snaked across the hideous skin. It was completely different from the appearance a few days ago.The other hand pressed the collarbone weakly, and the totem below the collarbone glowed bewitchingly in the dark, still shining faintly through the clothes.Only Yun Sheng himself knew the temperature that would almost incinerate a person, the burned internal organs were twisted, and there was a bloody smell in his breath, but there was no clue except for his pale face.

Lou Shuo's eyes froze when he saw the red light, the sword energy was suppressed suddenly, the blood energy in Yunsheng's inner mansion surged, and he could not suppress it again and again, he spit out a mouthful of blood, Yunsheng tried to suppress the blood in his throat Tian, ​​the blood energy kept surging up in the huge sword energy, the two collided, and suddenly choked his throat, Yun Sheng bent down unconsciously, and coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs .

The little fox on the side didn't care about the sword energy that could split him in half at any time, and rushed up with a stride, pawing at Yun Sheng's feet and whining.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Lou Shuo recalled his resolute figure when he single-handedly confronted that nest of fox monsters with a hundred years of martial arts, and the warmth that was constantly surging in his sleepy body, his eyes flashed, and slowly, he lowered his sword With a "Zheng" sound, the Qingshuang Sword was retracted into its sheath.

The pressure on his body disappeared instantly, and Yun Sheng felt that the pain in his chest eased a little. He took two deep breaths and tried his best to suppress the surging blood energy.

At this time, there were two muffled "quack" sounds in the sky. Yun Sheng was stunned, and slowly raised his head, and saw a gradually enlarged black shadow in the sky. , the wolf sparrow flew close, and Yun Sheng realized that he still had something in his mouth, but his eyes were stinging, and he couldn't see clearly for a while.

The sparrow fell slowly, and when it saw Yun Sheng's distressed appearance, it was obviously stunned for a moment. It flapped its wings and circled him twice, then landed on his shoulder carefully, and poked its head forward. Sheng stretched out his hand, which was still in good condition, and the sparrow put the thing in his mouth in the palm of his hand, then cleared his throat, and Bai Jin's voice sounded lazily: "Oh, rotten wood can also get sick? I said, why are you still on the road for so many days, I can’t find anything here for a while, just a grass, tsk tsk tsk, grass that can reshape flesh and blood, it’s more than enough to cure your wind and cold.” After a while, he added another sentence, "Heal your illness and come here quickly."

This stupid bird with crooked eyes actually went to Bai Jin to ask for herbal medicine.Yun Sheng listened quietly, with his head down, wondering what he was thinking. The grass that could reshape flesh and blood was lying in his hand, with plain leaves and a pink flower in the middle.

It was exactly the same as the little flower he looked at in the rain that day.

Yun Sheng suddenly couldn't help laughing, and for some reason came up with an idea, why didn't the Taoist priest who could manipulate the nine-day thunderbolt create a barrier for himself in the rain that day?

The Taoist standing quietly on the side froze when he heard these words, his eyes flickered, he looked at his sword hand as if he had just recovered, and after a while, he threw out a sentence: "I... Obstacle. This spiritual herb..." I stopped talking, raised my eyes to look at the distressed peach wood essence, my voice trembled for a while, and I couldn't help taking a step forward: "You..."

Yun Sheng subconsciously took a step back.

Mahogany Jing, who was wounded, hid most of his body in the dark, with his back to the moonlight, couldn't see his expression clearly, just stood quietly, his whole body was embarrassed, his figure was thin, as if the wind would blow away, after a while, he suddenly He smiled slightly, swallowed the grass in his hand, and muttered something softly.This time, Lou Shuo heard clearly, he said: Hurry up and take care of yourself before you can go to Bai Jin.

Lou Shuo felt a pain in his heart, and the word "I'm sorry" rolled and rolled on his lips, and he swallowed it back heavily.

Obviously he was pointing his sword at the person who almost put on a whole body of cultivation just to protect himself, a sorry would not suffice.

The sullen Taoist stopped talking, turned and walked towards the carriage.

The expressionless Taomujing leaned over and picked up the hair ball at his feet, thought for a while, and followed slowly.

The two were silent, one sat in the carriage and the other sat on the shaft.

The carriage rolled forward again.

The identities are already known, but the two of them tacitly did not mention it.

Those who can control the sword drive the car quietly, and those who can cast spells silently close their eyes.

The moonlight is cold, and the mountains are silent, only the sound of the carriage, and the intermittent night wind, like a heart-piercing sigh.

The author has something to say: