My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

On this patrol, Yang Feng and the fourth envoy of hunting demons brought thirty disciples, twelve of whom died, and three were seriously injured and the rest were being treated for minor injuries.

The disciples described the situation at that time. They cleaned up the monsters along the way. Yang Feng used spirit stones to inject spiritual energy into the magic circles at the foot of the mountain, repairing the four magic circles.

Unexpectedly, on the eighth day of the patrol, something seemed to be touched suddenly. A rattan-like monster suddenly appeared from the thick snow under his feet. Everyone who lived there, half of the brothers died on the spot.

They fought and retreated all the way, and the fourth envoy, who was seriously injured before, also died in order to cover them.

Xia Qi and Fu Wan stood under the eaves, Gu Ying stood guard in front of the door, and the atmosphere was silent for a moment.

The most dangerous task in Xiaoshan is going out of the city wall for patrolling. Every time, two seven envoys are needed to lead the team. Even so, there are certain casualties of disciples every time.

But never like this time, one of the two envoys died and the other was seriously injured, and most of the disciples also died.

Fu Wan carefully wrapped Yingjie in a handkerchief and put it in the mustard seeds: "Before leaving the house, I heard the door master say that Lao Yang's trauma is not fatal, but the serious thing is that most of his spirit has been taken away."

Xia Qi was taken aback for a moment, raised his eyes and said, "Divine soul?"

Fu Wan gave him a meaningful look: "Old Yang is a demon cultivator."

His heart sank, and he slowly frowned, vaguely understanding something.

In the next breath, Gu Ying really opened his mouth and said: "Lao Yang's soul was damaged, and the sacrificed and seriously injured brothers were all demon cultivators, without exception. The rest of the disciples were only corroded by the demonic energy, and they need to be expelled from the body for a period of time to recuperate will be healed."

First, the living souls of spirit beasts appeared and were refined into demonic beasts, and now demon cultivators can also be extracted from their souls...

The sword hanging above his head dropped another inch.

Xia Qi subconsciously frowned, and said to Fu Wan: "The magic circle is still two short of repairs, and there have been frequent demon tides recently, and if there is an omission in the stone wall next to the city wall, there is no one to fix it, it seems that we should leave as soon as possible. "

Even though the support from other sects is already on the way, what they should do is urgent.

He hesitated for a while, and suggested, "Change the brother Yaoxiu in the team?"

Fu Wan thought about it for a moment, and finally shook his head: "More than half of the demon hunters in Xiaoshan are demon cultivators. Everyone performs their duties. It is too late to prepare for a temporary replacement, and it will disrupt the deployment. The most urgent thing is to find out the reason as soon as possible."

Gu Ying also nodded in agreement: "You are leading the team on this trip - you are all monks, you should pay more attention to the situation of the brothers around you."

Xia Qi also realizes that if he procrastinates for too long, it will cause more mishaps: "Then Zhou Lin..."

Gu Ying thought for a while, glanced at the closed door, and answered for Bian Qiuguang: "Since I have decided to become a demon hunter, there is no special treatment. If he is still willing to go, let's take him with me."

In the evening, the lights were turned on in the medical hall, but there was still no movement from inside.Xu Shi was casting a spell, and the barrier was so tightly covered that no trace was exposed, and the spiritual sense outside the house could not penetrate.

Everyone became more and more silent.

Xia Qi and Fu Wan decided to leave the next day, but Gu Ying drove them back to rest.

That night, Xia Qi tossed and turned in bed unable to fall asleep.

A lot of thoughts appeared in my mind, from the monster beasts that still retain the body of spirit beasts in Lingzhou, to the monster beasts whose souls have been transformed into demons in the secret realm of Changyao, and then the monsters whose living souls have been refined now... the same refining method has also been used. Using it on Yaoxiu...it feels like a loop...

After leaving tomorrow, it will take ten days at the earliest to return... I hope there will be no more accidents in Xiaoshan...

Thinking about things over and over again, obviously extremely tired, but not sleepy at all.

He noticed that Qingyan's spiritual consciousness didn't flow out of the sword ear, and he didn't know what he was busy with, so he couldn't help poking into the mustard seed, took a look and then froze.

I saw that the spiritual consciousness on the Qingyan side did not shy away from shielding him, and the white mist seemed to be tangible, spreading out a large number of demonic beasts in an orderly manner. The number was so large that it filled the entire space, and almost scared him out of its sheath.

This should be what Qingyan is facing at this time. Looking closely at the demonic beast, it has been automatically transformed into its original body in the sea of ​​consciousness, and it has also been marked with weaknesses. After a few breaths, it disappears in pieces. It must have been killed in an instant. .

And what hangs above the monster beast is a complicated magic circle gradually filled with fragmentary inscriptions, which is about to take shape.

It seems that Qingyan repaired the traces of teleportation inscriptions into the magic circle while killing the demonic beasts.

When entering the mustard seed this morning, Qingyan was already circling among the demonic beasts. It was already late at night, and the opponent hadn't stopped yet, and the number of demonic beasts around him hadn't decreased, so they must still be moving forward.

He couldn't help being a little worried, and his divine sense floated aside to watch.

After a while, the white mist returned to silence, and it seemed to be over.

The voice of Qingyan also followed: "Aqi, why have you watched in silence for so long, are you waiting for me to say something?"

Xia Qi hurriedly said: "It's nothing, I just want to see what Bo Lan is doing." He suddenly realized something, "Is it close to the destination? I think you haven't stopped, you haven't had much rest."

On the border of Longzhou, the moonlight is particularly bright.

In the middle of a spacious river, the water is turbulent, splashing into rain.

Qingyan stood on a rock, but the moonlight could not fall on his dark blue robe.He glanced at the barrier around him that cut off all sound, the overwhelming monsters and beasts were constantly hitting, blocking all the light, but the barrier of the barrier was as solid as gold.

Zai Chuan's cold light hadn't had time to disappear, and he had been fighting non-stop for two days, sharpening the blade of his sword even more sharply, with a coldness of killing.

He lightly brushed off the dust on the corner of his sleeve, and listening to the worried voice in Mustard, the solemnity on his cold and handsome face softened, revealing a little gentleness.

"Well, I can rest for a while now. Monster beasts appear more frequently, and the traces of transmission are becoming clearer. The magic circle is about to be completed—it's almost reaching the end."

Xia Qi was taken aback for a moment, his happiness about unraveling the magic circle came second, he only felt very sorry for Qing Yan who had been fighting alone for a long time.

"Bai Lan, have you had many moments like this in the past hundred years?"

Even if he was with Qingyan five years ago, the other party would often leave Cangcheng and come back a few days later in night dew or morning frost, without saying a word about what happened.

There was a pause on the Qingyan side, but what they said was——

"No."

Xia Qi was a little surprised.

Qing Yan said again: "Most of them are chasing and fighting for days, but it's not like this moment...you can talk to people after you stop."

He has been walking alone for a hundred years, accompanied by all things in the world, and has never felt lonely.

When I was with Xia Qi at first, I was afraid that the evil things would scare him, so I wouldn't mention it.

Now that the two are in the same chaotic situation, seeing the same thing from different perspectives, it is a bit more novel to talk about it.

After Lingzhou parted, he had some expectations for the voice from Jiezi, serious things, trivial words, or meaningless words...

He will listen carefully to every word.

Xia Qi was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized that Qingyan, which was thousands of miles away, was still the light that could dry the uneasiness and dampness in his heart.

But the companionship of the spiritual consciousness in Mustard Seed is meaningful to both of them.

He involuntarily curled the corners of his lips, flew up happily, turned over and hung half of his body on the edge of the bed: "Well, I also like talking to Bo Lan...Of course, it would be even better if I could talk in Bo Lan's arms .”

According to the usual ridicule, Qing Yan will not be annoyed, but a little helpless.

Now listening to Xia Qi's straightforward imagination, with a faint sly smile in his words, he feels his heart palpitating for no reason...

Maybe it's because the memory came back slowly, and I also knew that the two of them had such a scene before, thinking about it a little now, I felt a slight itch in my heart and scratched my heart.

Xia Qizheng thought that his Taoist couple had been molested again and became speechless, but this time he heard Qingyan's answer——

"Wait for me to come to Xiaoshan."

Xia Qi's breathing was stagnant, his balance disappeared instantly, and he was about to roll out of bed in a flash, but he was able to hold him back with his hands and feet.

He is used to the appearance of the other party wanting to greet but rejecting, this time he responded positively... and agreed according to his wishes...

His cheeks burned up suddenly, the joy and tension in his heart slowly spread, and he hesitated on his face, not knowing how to answer.

How come they are separated, but the Qing Yan get closer?

Qing Yan didn't wait for his answer, as if the rest time was over, his voice was a bit solemn.

"I have seen what happened in Xiaoshan today, and I wanted to tell you about it when you set off—there are two ways that I know so far that can extract the souls of spirit beasts and the souls of demon cultivators. One is special methods. The weapon is supplemented by a magic circle, and the second is a demonic beast refined with a forbidden spell. The formation requires conditions. The foot of the mountain wall is the patrol area of ​​Xiaoshan, and the possibility is slightly small. Now the teleportation formation is endless, perhaps because of teleportation. A special demonic beast that came."

Xia Qi was taken aback for a moment, if this is the case, wait until Qingyan deciphers the teleportation inscription, and then come up with a countermeasure, maybe this situation can be ended.

Once the demonic beasts would no longer randomly appear around Yunzhang, most of the problem of evil troubles would be solved, and it would be more likely to reverse the passive situation of monk Yunzhang.

He was a little excited when he thought about the situation starting to improve in the future.

And Qingyan, as the head of Cangcheng, Yunzhang Sword Cultivator No. 1...is a strong man who can play a leading role in breaking the game, and can bring peace of mind and strength to him and others.

The admiration in his heart surged, and he couldn't help saying: "My Taoist companion is so powerful..." After finishing speaking, he felt a little embarrassed, coughed, got into the quilt quietly, and said softly, "... also Take care, I'll be worried. Well... I fell asleep."

There seemed to be a very light laugh and a touch of breath, and the consciousness slowly dissipated.

Xia Qi had a good night's sleep, and the next day he waited energetically under the city wall to join Fu Wan.

What Qingyan said last night reassured him a bit, as long as he waits for the solution, not only Xiaoshan will reduce casualties, but Yunzhang will gradually get better.

And knowing from Fu Wan's mouth that Yang Feng was still in a coma, and he didn't know if the situation would improve, his heart sank again.

Xia Qi glanced at the team and saw that Zhou Lin didn't flinch, and was standing in the last corner wearing a black hood. When his eyes caught sight of him, he immediately moved away, as if he was afraid that one more look would burn his eyes.

Standing beside Zhou Lin were the two disciples who had been stabbed earlier. Seeing him hurriedly saluting, they looked a bit embarrassed.

Xia Qi: "..."

... Isn't this team a bit strange?

The chains on the city wall slid slowly, and with a thunderous sound, the huge and heavy door was slowly rolled out, and it was built on the bottomless chasm in front of the door.

The wind blowing through the door brought snow and mist, the wall lamp swayed into twisted shadows in the flickering light, and the wind that rolled over the hood by the ear carried a cold sea smell.

Xia Qi glanced at the city wall, and Nian Nian and Gu Ying were waving at them.

Walking together with Fu Wan, they walked out of the high, wide and deep city gate against the wind and snow, and started the expected [-]-day patrol.