dream order

Early the next morning, Zi Yelai was called out by an excited Ying Qiu.

"Don't sleep, come midnight, do you still remember what day it is?"

Because he had just woken up, and he used Anshenxiang last night, Ziye Lai’s mind was still not sober, and it took him a while to hear what he was saying: "... what day? Jixue Is the traceback going to start?"

Seeing that he didn't respond to this special day at all, Ying Qiu couldn't help feeling a little disappointed: "Today is my birthday, have you forgotten?"

Until then, Zi Yelai finally realized: "That's right, today is your birthday...so what?"

It's just that they have been cultivators for hundreds of years, why do they still remember their birthdays?

However, Ying Qiu was dissatisfied and said, "At this time of year, don't we all go down the mountain to visit the market?"

It is true to say so, but Zi Yelai quickly thought of another question: "No, this year is quite special. This year Yantianzong is in charge of organizing the snow gathering meeting, and the suzerain told us not to run around if we are fine. How could it be possible to let us go down the mountain?"

Unexpectedly, Ying Qiu had an expression determined to win: "Tell you, Master just came over early in the morning and said that there is an important task to send us down the mountain to do, so I can just take this opportunity to go for a walk, no People will know."

Hearing this, Zi Yelai nodded and said, "That's fine, but what task does Master want us to do?"

Lowering his voice, Ying Qiu whispered in his ear and said mysteriously: "Master wants us to hand over an important thing to the suzerain, and also specifically told us that we must never lose it or be seen by anyone else."

After finishing speaking, he showed the scroll in his arms to Zi Yelai.

What caught Zi Yelai the most in this passage was the word suzerain, "Could it be that the master is referring to handing over this scroll to the suzerain himself? But the suzerain has been closed for nearly 600 years?"

Everyone in the Yantian Sect knows that since 600 years ago, the suzerain Bai Miaozang has disappeared, and orders to the outside world are delivered by others.In his last life until his death, Zi Yelai had never seen his true face. Now that Xue Mingye suddenly made such an unprecedented request, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Patting him on the shoulder, Ying Qiu said: "Master just wants us to send things down the mountain, and someone will take over the responsibility when the time comes. Don't even think about it. We are just two ordinary little disciples. How could there be a chance to see the suzerain in person?"

Midnight just kept silent.

When Ying Qiu was speaking, he carefully recalled it in his mind, but he didn't find the impression that Xue Mingye had asked them to send anything.

It seems that this is another thing that has never happened before.

"...Are you listening to me?" Ying Qiu, who found herself being left aside by him after talking for a long time, became impatient, "Are you going or not?"

After regaining his composure, Zi Yelai nodded: "Come on, I'll find Liu Chen by the way, and we'll celebrate you together."

So after the two of them cleaned up, they called Zi Liuchen, took Xue Mingye's token, and the three of them left the sect and went down the mountain together.

Along the way, Ying Qiu kept chattering about asking Zi Ye to give him some congratulatory gifts, and the two of them had a great time arguing, but only Zi Liuchen was thoughtful.

After they stopped, Zi Liuchen smiled and said, "Brother, speaking of it, maybe your birthday hasn't been celebrated for a long time?"

As soon as this remark came out, Ying Qiu was also stunned: "It seems... By the way, when is your birthday? I seem to have forgotten it."

Not only was he at a loss, Zi Yelai himself was also at a loss: "When is my birthday? It seems that I don't remember it either."

After all, from a long time ago, Ziyelai told Yingying Qiu that he would not celebrate his birthday, and as time passed, this date gradually became dusty.

Zi Liuchen, who didn't get an answer, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: "I still want to give my brother a congratulatory gift."

Zi Yelai shook his head: "There is no need to bother, as long as you practice hard."

The three of them wandered around the market for a long time, curious as if they were going down the mountain for the first time.Although he has been bigu for many years, he couldn't stand Ying Qiu's stubbornness, and Zi Ye Lai also ate a lot of folk snacks with him, feeling quite emotional in his heart for a while.

It would be great if his life could always be so peaceful, without any intrigues, without any blood feud... Unfortunately, things in the world don't always allow people to get what they want.

After wandering around for a while, seeing that it was getting late, Zi Ye came and asked, "Didn't you say that someone will take over? Where is the person?"

At this time, Ying Qiu's thoughts were all on the stinky tofu in his hand: "Well, the master said, as long as we go down the mountain, we will naturally meet a one-armed man, and he is the one who is responsible for handing over the scroll to the suzerain. Now that That person hasn't appeared yet, so we might as well take the opportunity to go shopping elsewhere."

Since Ying Qiu has always been a reckless person, after eating enough, he came up with new ideas.

"How about we go to the flower building over there and have a look?"

Frowning, Zi Yelai immediately stopped him and said, "The most important thing for a cultivator is to be pure-minded and ascetic. Not only did you not abide by it, you even went to that kind of place specifically. If Master finds out, you will be locked up for several months." confinement."

Ying Qiu didn't care, "Master won't know, and besides, today is my birthday, you don't agree to it...At worst, we can just go in and have a look."

Although Zi Yelai still wanted to continue to object, but at this moment, he suddenly heard Zi Liuchen slightly surprised: "Brother, look at that person...is it the one-armed man that the senior brother said?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Zi Ye came, Ying Qiu also looked over immediately, and then said pleasantly: "Wearing black clothes...that's right, it's the same as Master said. Come on, let's go over and ask."

After they followed the one-armed man in black into the flower building, Zi Yelai still felt a little uneasy: "Ying Qiu, are you sure it's really that person? Did Master tell us how we should get to know him?" ?”

However, it seems that Ying Qiu also has a half-knowledge about this matter: "The master only told me to find a one-armed man in black to hand over to me, but didn't tell me how to prove my identity. Maybe that person recognizes us?"

But Zi Yelai knew very well that Xue Mingye had always been a cautious person, how could he assign such vague tasks to them out of nowhere?

Before he could stop Ying Qiu, the other party ran to the one-armed man like an arrow from the string, leaving him and Zi Liuchen standing on the ground and looking at each other.

After all, Zi Yelai felt uneasy in his heart, so he secretly told Zi Liuchen to return to Yantianzong immediately, while he stayed to accompany Ying Qiu.

And when he just approached those two people, he was caught off guard when he heard the gloomy voice of the one-armed man: "...Is there something important to give to me? It's a pity that I don't understand what you mean, I think you might as well go My master explained it."

After the words fell, Ying Qiu, who didn't know what happened, was caught immediately!

"Stop! What do you want to do?!" Zi Yelai's heartbeat stopped immediately, and at the same time, he regretted even more that he let Ying Qiu do anything wrong because of a momentary slack.

But in just a short moment, the spiritual pressure emanating from the one-armed man forced him to stop all movements.

The other party is a monk in the Nascent Soul stage!

"One is not enough, there is another one here?" The man grinned and easily subdued the two of them together.

Afterwards, they were brought under pressure into a room deep in the flower building.

Looking at the door that was slowly opening, Zi Yelai had no choice but to rejoice, fortunately, he had just let Zi Liuchen go back to the sect, and told him to report the matter immediately if the two of them did not return for a long time, now it seems that, Sure enough, it is right to keep an eye out.

After the door opened, Zi Yelai raised his eyes secretly, and met the gaze of the masked man.

After looking at the two young monks who were captured by his subordinates, the young man wearing an exquisite silver mask asked slowly, "What does this mean?"

His subordinates came to him and whispered something in his ear. After listening, the masked youth seemed to be quite interested: "Are you from Yantianzong..."

Staring at the man's movement of getting up slowly, Zi Yelai remembered the scroll still on Ying Qiu's body, and quickly moved it to the side quietly to try to cover it up.

It's just that his small thoughts were quickly noticed, the masked youth laughed, and in an instant, that invisible force made Zi Yelai slam into the wall.

Taking out the scroll from Ying Qiu's bosom, which was still in shock, the masked youth opened it and glanced at it, and laughed mockingly: "It's really blank, it seems that what you are going to give away is indeed very important."

After pondering for a moment, he casually threw the blank scroll aside, and approached the shivering Ying Qiu.

Raising his hand to touch Ying Qiu's eyebrows, the masked youth narrowed his eyes slightly and began to use the spell.And under his control, Ying Qiu's expression also changed from fear to panic, and then he could no longer bear to cry out in pain: "Ahhh...!"

Not knowing exactly what he did to Ying Qiu, Zi Yelai gritted his teeth fiercely, hating that he was not cultivated enough to break free from the restraints at this time, and he couldn't do anything except watch Ying Qiu suffer.

Not long after, Ying Qiu fainted from the pain.

The masked youth didn't find what he wanted, so he turned to Zi Yelai, the corners of his lips curved slightly, "Is it on you?"

Looking at him coldly, Zi Yelai said nothing.

When the slightly cool fingertips touched the center of the eyebrows, Zi Yelai finally realized what Ying Qiu had just experienced, but compared to the pain he felt in the gap of the dream, he could still use the spells performed by the masked youth. Barely bear it.

This time, the masked youth's search became even slower, and Zi Yelai's mouth was full of fishiness, but he still didn't stop.

For Zi Yelai, time seemed to be frozen, and the pain he suffered seemed boundless, and he was never willing to let him go.

"......found it."

Finally, before he was about to pass out, Zi Yelai heard the cheerful voice of the masked youth.