After losing his memory, he was with his old enemy

Suddenly being called stupid by Qi Ling, Wu Nong was a little annoyed, but thinking that this person was still sick, he endured it.

Wu Nong: "Really not going?"

Qi Ling nodded, and answered decisively, "Don't go to die."

Wu Nong: "... You still want to be a monk like this? If all the monks in the world are like you, wouldn't it be that the way of the devil is rampant?"

Qi Ling thought for a while, and said seriously: "This statement is reasonable. But who can not be afraid of death?"

He recalled the picture in his mind a few days ago, the child in white was pushed into the river of blood, at that moment, it seemed that the child's fear was transferred to him.

Not drowned, but suffocated by an inexplicable fear.

too frightening.

Qi Ling also thought that he was not afraid of death, but that feeling told him that he was.

Wu Nong looked at Qi Ling with gloomy eyes, he was thinking that the recent changes of the high priest were too different from before, it was just amnesia, why did he even have such a drastic change in his temperament?

In order to prevent himself from thinking wildly again, Qi Ling wanted to find something to talk about. Seeing that Wu Nong's expression was a little abnormal, he opened his mouth, but suddenly saw his expression change, and looked at him with a strange expression.

Qi Ling: "What's wrong?"

Wu Nong's eyes flickered a few times, then sank again.

He just thought that maybe the high priest didn't have a sudden change in temperament, but that he had always been like this.

All the things in the Demon Realm in the past were actually disguising and covering up.The high priest who is not afraid of anything is actually a person who is terribly afraid of ghosts and death.

He is the king, and Qi Ling is just a minister, how dare he lie to him?

Seeing that he didn't respond, Qi Ling glanced sideways. Most of the cultivators on Baiyang Peak rushed to the mountain gate, only a few sweepers remained.

Qi Ling didn't know what came to his mind, and said: "You see, they are just like you sweeping the floor, they didn't go there, and you don't need to go there to die."

Wu Nong said coldly, "...how do you know that I must die if I go?"

Qi Ling tilted his head: "Although I admit that you are quite stable with a sword, it doesn't mean you are strong. If you can defeat the demons, why are you still a moron? Hey, let's not talk about that, Didn't you just say that you want to take me to get familiar with this place?"

For some reason, Qi Ling felt much better after saying these words.In the same way, Wu Nong also felt that these words were commanding.

It is really rare for the high priest to order the demon king.Wu Nong couldn't adapt for a while, and subconsciously looked at Qi Ling gloomily.

It's fine to lie to him, but dare to order him now?

Qi Ling was smiling and saying hello to the monk who was sweeping the floor, when the other person saw him, his face turned pale with fright when he looked up, and hurried away to sweep the floor elsewhere.

Qi Ling felt strange, touched his face, thought that there should be nothing on it, before he could let go of his hand, someone suddenly grabbed his back by the collar.

Qi Ling: "?"

Before turning his head to check what's going on, Qi Ling felt his body hanging in the air, Wu Nong grabbed him, and Yu Jian left Baiyang Peak.

Qi Ling quickly closed his eyes, not caring about his appearance, and rubbed against Wu Nong: "What?! Wu Nong, let go! I don't want to go up!"

Wu Nong glanced at him lightly, and said, "Close your eyes if you're afraid."

Qi Ling thought to himself, isn't he closed?Thinking this way in his heart, he kept his hands on. After some exploration, he finally caught Wu Nong's body, and immediately felt a sense of security.

Wu Nong didn't struggle, he let him hold on like this, and even said: "Grab... hold on tight."

Qi Ling: "No way... I just thought about it carefully, then Dean Song saw us with such a strange look, and presumably regarded us as that kind of relationship. Since he would think so, there is no guarantee that other people will not. I thought, so brother Wu Nong, you should fly more slowly, if you fly steadily, I won't be dizzy, as long as I don't open my eyes, I won't be afraid of heights, and I don't need to hug you like this."

After saying this, Qi Ling closed his eyes and waited for a while, thinking that his analysis was so reasonable, Brother Wu Nong must understand.After a long while, he only felt that the wind in his ears was getting louder and louder, as if his brother had escaped from the precepts a few days ago.

Qi Ling could not wait to hang on Wu Nong directly: "Ah, you——how did you become faster?!"

Wu Nong snorted coldly, and his tone became less friendly: "Hold yourself tight!"

Qi Ling didn't know if what he said offended him, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said.

Qi Ling: "Slow down!"

Wu Nong didn't hear it, and everything he was thinking in his heart appeared on the red ears.

Did the high priest not want to have that kind of relationship with him?How annoying!

Qi Ling saw that he had no intention of slowing down, so he could only comfort himself, thinking, anyway, many monks ran to the gate of the mountain, and few people could see them like this in the sky.

Thinking of it this way, Qi Ling became even more unscrupulous, and directly put both hands around Wu Nong's neck, because he closed his eyes, and almost poked Wu Nong's eyes when looking for it.

Wu Nong coughed, his anger had no place to vent, he was really helpless towards this person on his body.

Just like a child, he doesn't have the demeanor of a high priest at all!If anyone hangs on like this, then next time it's someone else, such as that Yang Pingzhu... Then wouldn't he hang on to Yang Pingzhu like this? !What about Yang Pingmei, Yang Pinglan, Yang Pingju...

The more Wu Nong thought about it, the more angry he became, his ears became more and more red, and he flew faster and faster, Qi Ling didn't know what happened, the wind blowing by his ears made his ears turn red, so he could only hug Wu Nong's neck tightly.

Going to kill!Die and die together!

According to what Wu Nong said, there are five peaks in Qianhe Mountain, namely Wuding Peak, Baiyang Peak, Biyun Peak, Yunyang Peak and Qingya Peak.

After Qi Ling learned about the locations of several peaks of Qianhe Mountain, he asked, "Didn't you say there are five peaks? Why did you only see three?"

Wu Nong still looked indifferent, and replied: "The elders of Wuding Peak and the elders of Baiyang Peak disagree. gone."

"..." Qi Ling laughed dryly twice, and said, "What about Qingya Peak?"

Wu Nong: "Do you still remember the golden pagoda you saw just now in the back mountain?"

Qi Ling nodded, "Remember, that tower is still shining under the sun."

Wu Nong: "...that golden pagoda is called the Soul Pagoda. No one has actually seen the fifth peak. It is just passed down from generation to generation by the Linyang School that the Fifth Peak is in the Soul Pagoda."

Qi Ling asked: "What is the Soul Pagoda for?"

Wu Nong didn't know what was going on in this man's mind. On the one hand, he felt that explaining too much to Qi Ling would make him think wildly, and on the other hand, he was concerned about the demons at the mountain gate, so he said casually, "There are many ghosts inside."

As soon as these words came out, Qi Ling immediately changed the subject, and said with a dry smile: "Then it seems that there is no need to understand this peak."

As soon as the words fell, the barrier above their heads suddenly shook, and the two looked up, only to see a crack in the barrier in the next second, which was about to break.

Qi Ling had an ominous premonition in his heart, he turned to look at Wu Nong, and Wu Nong knew it when he saw his expression.

The foresight of the High Priest is unmistakable. As a Demon Lord, it is his duty to protect the Demon Race, and he cannot let those cultivators bully them in vain.He put his arm around Qi Ling's waist and pulled him towards him, Qi Ling bumped against him, it didn't hurt, but he also yelled, guessing what he was going to do.

To go to the mountain gate, you have to pass Wuding Peak. Wu Nong thought about letting Qi Ling go, but he heard the man on his body shout, "I'm going to the mountain gate too!"

Wu Nong: "Aren't you afraid of death? Don't go if you are afraid of death."

Qi Ling: "I, want, go!"

Wu Nong: "..."

At the gate of the mountain, Wu Nong chose a place blocked by a boulder to land. Qi Ling felt dizzy after a long delay. He quietly poked his head out to look, and saw a cloud of black air lingering outside the barrier, gathering the black air Attacking towards one point together, the barrier there has been cracked several times, and it looks very fragile.

That cloud of black air was made of spiritual power, but it was more domineering and powerful than ordinary spiritual power. The black air seeping out from the crack spread onto the monk's clothes, and it was obvious that it was very corrosive—— Clothes made of special fabrics turned a charred black.

Qi Ling heard someone say: "Aren't the head and the elders here yet?!"

The implication is that the monks here are all disciples, and if they are no match for them, they will be finished if the demons attack.

Qi Ling was also worried for them, and he naturally understood the reason why so many monks from the Linyang Sect couldn't beat the demons.

He thought for a while, he should have known it before——the exercises of the demons are different from those of ordinary cultivators. It is mainly characterized by dominance and destructiveness. If it is a little careless while practicing, it is extremely easy to cause damage to the body and cause internal injuries.

However, the body of the human race can't bear that kind of damage. Therefore, comparing the two, the cultivation of the demon clan's kung fu will cost more, and relatively, the power will be stronger.

Qi Ling was thinking about this, and wanted to tell Wu Nong not to rush out casually, but when he turned his head, he realized that there was no one around him.He was about to find someone when someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Chu Zhijian: "Why are you here?"

Seeing the white silk on Chu Zhijian's eyes, Qi Ling subconsciously worried for him: "Chu Xianjun, you'd better not go out."

Chu Zhijian shook his head, and hid beside him, "I know, it's dangerous here. Yu'er, I'm here, take Brother Qi back to Wuding Peak."

Chu Yu'er was not happy when he heard his words, and said, "I can't let the second senior brother stay here alone! This Qiling Immortal Lord should go back on his own."

After all, he took out a mahogany sword from somewhere and gave it to Qi Ling.

Qi Ling said embarrassingly: "To tell you the truth, I don't know how to control a sword... But don't worry, I won't go back. You don't have to worry about me, I'll just take a look here."

Chu Yu'er: "You think this is watching a show? Wait until the demons come in, this is a matter of life and death!"

Qi Ling laughed dryly, he didn't intend to get involved, he really wanted to watch him as a play, he said: "Why did the demons suddenly attack the Linyang faction?"

He thought of hearing the conversation between the sect leader and Song Deng a few days ago, and wondered if he was here to seek revenge?

Chu Zhijian: "A few days ago, Demon Venerable Fan Ji was shot by a glazed arrow. I'm afraid they are here for revenge."

Qi Ling's heart ached for no reason.

Chu Yu'er added: "It was the day before you came to Qianhe Mountain."

Qi Ling thought to himself: He really came here to seek revenge.

In the next second, his heart, which had been painless for several days, ached again. Qi Ling raised his head, and a figure from his back suddenly flashed in his mind, overlapping with the figure of Wu Nong who was stepping on the sword and casting spells.

Wu Nong's expression was stern, and the fierce wind lifted his robe and hair, flying randomly in the air.The golden light emitted by the surrounding monks cast spells illuminated the surroundings, Qi Ling was stunned, and felt that this scene seemed familiar, as if a sword would fly out of the golden light in the next second.

Wu Nong opened his mouth to shout something, Qi Ling looked at him, and subconsciously said two words: "Qi Ling..."