My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

Xia Qi stood up from the plush blanket and hurriedly caught Sui Sui who fell down unexpectedly.

This snow spirit weasel was stripped of its demon core and subjected to all kinds of abuse. Before, Xia Qi only thought it was timid. After bringing it back to raise it for a few days, he found that it was still a bit stupid, not as quick as its kind, but very clingy to him.

Xia Qi felt affectionate, worried that Sui Sui would find it hard to find food outside, so he would specially prepare meat to feed it on weekdays.

He gently put Xue Lingyou, whose small black eyes were half-closed, on the bed and let it continue to sleep.

At the same time, Shadow Ring issued a second assembly warning, heading towards the city wall.

Xia Qi frowned, the time when the demonic tide strikes was usually concentrated at night, and he was often awakened to help.But since arriving in Xiaoshan, he has never encountered two warnings issued in a short period of time, and the urging meaning is obvious.

He picked up the sword and poked it out of the window. In the dark night, there were a few familiar black shadows flying towards the city wall. With sharp eyes, he recognized Fu Wan and Gu Ying among them.

It actually alarmed all the seven envoys who stayed in Xiaoshan?

He immediately jumped out of the window, and closed the window with a wave of his hand in the courtyard to prevent the night wind from waking up Sui Sui.

Then he dodged and hurried towards the city wall.

With the sharp and cold snow wind passing by in the middle of the night, Xia Qi paid special attention to the movement of the sword ear mustard seed. After his consciousness left the mustard seed, there was no sound in Qingyan.

Tonight, the two frankly talked about the biggest estrangement, and he was relieved instead.The rest is how to choose Qingyan...

Since there is a risk of death, it would be selfish to continue to accompany Qing Yan with him.

Thinking that there might be a possibility of separation, that heart seemed not to come out of the snowstorm with him, it trembled unbearably, and the chest was a little suffocated.

He raised his eyes and saw the city wall like black clouds hanging from the sky not far away, he hurriedly collected his thoughts.

Now is not the time to be distracted.

As a demon hunter, Xia Qi has long been accustomed to the reversal of day and night, and almost always wears night when he is awake.

The night above the city wall is a bit different tonight. There is no wind or snow, the sky is dark and there is no starlight and moonlight.

Going up the city wall quickly, Gu Ying and Fu Wan didn't greet him as usual, they looked down the city wall together with serious faces.

He walked quickly, looked down side by side, his breath was suddenly suffocated, and his whole body felt cold.

Not far from the city wall, the sea fog spread over at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the thick fog, the silhouettes gushing out of the demonic energy were no longer ferocious beasts, but human figures.

Of the more than fifty black shadows, only the blurred outline of the black magic flame remained, but it was not difficult to see some familiarity from it.The rest of the disciples on the city wall also recognized acquaintances one after another, and sad and angry whispers swarmed in the night.

And the leading figure is dragging a huge sword, and those who have fought side by side on the city wall are very familiar with it——

It's Yang Feng.

The fellow who was buried in the cemetery by their own hands.

Xia Qi's hand holding the sword slowly tightened.

The magic circle that sent the monster was restrained, and the refined spirit of the demon cultivator came a bit late, but still came.

"Old Yang..." Gu Ying noticed that her voice was trembling and hoarse, she hurriedly cleared her throat, kept her voice steady, and raised her voice so that all the disciples present could hear, "Old Yang and you fellow disciples have already sacrificed, don't let the monster If you defile them again, you will definitely not be merciful!"

There was no sound on the city wall, only the dead silence of anger waiting to be released.

Fu Wan silently pushed the handle of the knife away with her thumb, her eyes glowing coldly.

Xia Qi closed his eyes and suppressed the sadness in them, and when he opened them, his eyes turned cold, and he slowly drew his sword.

A domineering sword energy headed by Hei Ying hit the city wall defense formation, and was completely disintegrated and melted by the formation.

The battle is imminent.

Xia Qi never thought that after the city wall gathering that night, he would collide with Yang Feng again, it would no longer be a rivalry between the same sects, but a life-or-death situation with no other choice left.

After a moment of hand-to-hand combat, the demon hunter's face showed a dignified expression——

No matter how quick and sensitive the reaction ability of the soul refining monster beast is, it is still a beast with limited thinking. It is powerful and powerful, but lacks consideration.

However, the demonized demon cultivator's soul has maintained the ability to think in life, and the reaction ability trained in long-term battles is comparable to that of the same sect. Under the impetus of the magic flame, the body functions have been brought into full play to the extreme.

Xia Qi used all his strength to fight with Yang Feng for a while, but gradually lost the wind.

Fu Wan and Gu Ying joined together, and the three of them besieged the black shadow Yang Feng together, only then did they suppress the power of the giant sword without affecting the rest of the disciples.

In the end, he pointed the blade at his familiar brother. The disciple of the demon hunter, who was ruthless in dealing with monsters, hesitated for a moment, but was pierced through the chest by the sword transformed by the opponent's magic flame.

In less than a moment, several people were lost.

Xia Qi gritted his teeth and accepted the move dangerously. Wrapped in the wind and snow, he was shaken out a few steps. He took the opportunity to repeat Gu Ying's words in the Shadow Ring again, and the swords in the hands of the surrounding disciples were no longer stagnant, and they all clenched their teeth. Eyes are red.

The battle lasted for the whole night, until the sky was dimly lit, and finally broke up all the demonized spirits.

Yang Feng's figure gradually disappeared in the mess, and a faint sigh dispersed with the devilish energy.

The three of them raised their eyes at the same time, and they knew it was not an illusion.

On the city wall, no one has the joy of victory.

Pairs of bloody eyes filled with sadness, kneaded together with anger into a shocking silent desolation.

Xia Qi didn't dare to look directly at those gazes, and lowered his eyes to check the injuries of his disciples one by one, distributed wound medicines one by one, and helped bandage the wounds.

He looked at the sky that was gradually brightening in the sky, there was no moment like this time, and he wanted to calm down the evil trouble as soon as possible.

Xia Qi walked to the corner of the city wall, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the edge of a black cloak floating from the thick wall.

One person was leaning in the shadows, motionless, the hood covered most of the bloodless face, only the sharpened chin stained with blood and dust remained, and the strong smell of blood lingered at the nose.

It's Zhou Lin.

This person is still indifferent to everyone on weekdays, but he is on duty with the other demon hunters everywhere, and he is also diligent and hardworking.It happened to be his turn to be on duty at the city wall tonight, and he didn't flinch even under the siege of the demons.

Xia Qi called the other party, but the figure remained motionless.He frowned, suspecting that he had fainted due to excessive blood loss, and reached out to pull the hood to check.

As soon as the fingers approached, the motionless man shot like a gust of wind, snapping his defenseless hand open.

The force was too great, leaving a fiery red mark on the back of his hand. Xia Qi froze for a moment, feeling a little annoyed, but considering that the other party was seriously injured, he could only swallow sullenly: "Are you awake? Has the wound been treated? "

Hearing Xia Qi's words, Zhou Lin woke up suddenly, and turned to look at Xia Qi.

The golden eyes were dazed, and after a few breaths, as if he had realized something, his body stood up stiffly following the panic and hatred that appeared in his eyes.

Xia Qi vaguely sensed that something was wrong, the awkward movements just now seemed not to be from the other party's will.

He looked at Zhou Lin hesitantly, and saw that the other party had returned to treating each other very coldly, did he just have a dream...

He remembered something again, and took this opportunity to ask: "I wanted to ask you before, who told you that the soul refining circle outside the city wall can extract half of your demon soul?"

When he and Fu went on patrol in the evening, it was the first time for everyone to see the soul-refining magic circle. Zhou Lin was temporarily incorporated into the team, but he dared to plunge into the magic circle.

At that time, he didn't have time to think about it. After Yang Feng passed away, he had some doubts about Zhou Lin's motives for following him.

Mentioning this matter, Zhou Lin's whole body froze, his lips trembled slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "...No one, I saw Yang Feng's demon soul being pumped, and I thought of this plan."

Xia Qicai noticed that he was thinner and weaker than the last time he saw him, almost morbidly depressed, and his words softened: "Go back and treat the wound, do you still have medicine, if you run out, go to the hospital to get it..."

Seeing that the other party did not answer or move, he thought that the injury was too serious to move, so he took a step closer to check.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Lin suddenly came back to his senses, pushed him away abruptly, and let out a deep hiss between his teeth: "...Don't touch me! Don't come near me!"

He staggered and disappeared into the night of the city wall.

Xia Qi almost didn't bring it up, what a white-eyed wolf!

Longzhou border.

The night is silent and silent, and the starry night is thousands of miles away.

Above the shadows of the trees, there was still a Hong Ying mirror hanging in front of the dark blue figure.

The magic circle in the mirror was drawn and reorganized by the divine consciousness all over the body, spread out layer by layer, the inscription blue was almost pure and clear, and the banquet was as if surrounded by a galaxy of stars.

Most of the barriers superimposed in the deep forest ahead have been untied, and the center magic circle is about to be exposed.

And the closer it was to the center, the more violent and ferocious the demonic beasts appeared. When Wen Yuxie couldn't take care of it, Qingyan had to stop analyzing and clear out a wave of surrounding monsters first.

At the moment when the monsters were attacking, Wen Yuxie sat on the canopy of the tree, holding a knife in his arms, watching Qingyan analyzing the magic circle boredly.

Ever since she came back to help Qing Yan, she almost became dumb. A few days ago, she was able to exchange a few words about martial arts training with Qing Yan.

But in the past two days... She has been keenly aware that the aura around Qing Xianzun is so low that people dare not approach him, let alone gossiping, standing in front of the Hongying Mirror without stopping all day and all night.

Even being surrounded by monsters is more comfortable than being beside Qing Xianzun.

Wen Yuxie had some vague guesses about this change.

She saw that the inscriptions around Qingyan finally formed a complete magic circle, Hong Yingjing carried the inscriptions and went to the depths of the dense forest, Qingyan watched them off with his hands behind his back, and got a short break.

Wen Yuxie couldn't hold back any longer, coughed softly, and asked casually: "Senior, are those pair of sword spikes still usable? It's the first time I've refined a magic weapon suitable for Taoist companions, and I don't know how to use it. How did it work out?"

After a feast, he turned around and nodded calmly: "It's easy to use."

No more words.

"..." Wen Yu's words froze in his throat, and he said bravely, "Have seniors been in contact with Xiao Qi recently? What's going on at Xiaoshan?"

Qing Yan finally heard that headmaster Wen was looking for something to say.

If there is any abnormality in Xiaoshan, Bian Qiuguang will use the jade pendant to send a message to the other heads, and Wen Yuxie is not without it.

Seeing Qing Yan, Wen Yuxie glanced at her indifferently, almost felt a chill down her spine, and straightened up subconsciously.

She heard Qing Yan speak slowly, but she asked straightforwardly: "Do you know about Yin Yuan?"

Wen Yuxie couldn't hold the grass in his mouth anymore, and wanted to ask the two of them step by step if they had quarreled, but he didn't expect that it was Xia Qi who made the incident—much more serious than imagined.

It was too late for her to regret, so she only shifted her eyes to other places, afraid that the fire would burn herself, and rubbed her nose vaguely: "Yinyuan..."

Qing Yan understood her attitude when she saw her, the corners of her lips curled up in a cold and mocking arc.

"It seems that I am the only one who doesn't know."

Wen Yuxie was urgently looking for one or two monsters, trying to escape, when he suddenly found that Hong Yingjing had returned.

Qing Yan stopped chatting and checked the remaining magic circles included in Hongying Mirror.

After a while, he slowly frowned.

Seeing this, Wen Yuxie also realized that something was wrong, so he got up and surrounded him.

"I can already see the bottom center magic circle," the blue light of the inscription shakes, reflecting the solemnity on Qingyan's face flickeringly, making it more and more sharp and handsome. "The main magic circle is like a huge gap. Firstly, create a soul-refining formation, transmit it to a place where there are spirit beasts and demon cultivators, extract the spirit and refine it here, and then use the teleportation formation to transport the demonic beast away, and secondly, transport the extracted spiritual power and demon power to Elsewhere - it is providing another magic circle with a source of aura."

Another magic circle?

Wen Yuxie's face darkened, and he had a bad guess in his heart, and asked solemnly: "... the direction is Zhuzhou?"

Qing Yan nodded.

He still met the abnormal movement of Shifang Pavilion, and his brows were frosty: "Send a message to the side door master."

Wen Yuxie knew that the matter was urgent and acted quickly, so he immediately took out the jade token.

Qingyan once again hung the Hongying mirror in front of his eyes.

The most important thing is to solve the source, and we need to find more clues and solutions as soon as possible.

However, once he confirmed that it was in the direction of Zhuzhou, he began to feel restless.

In the past two days, he knew that Xia Qi was busy resisting the evil on the city wall, and the analysis of the magic circle had reached a critical point. The two seemed to have tacitly decided to go about their own affairs first, and to calm down, they have not communicated with each other.

He also didn't hang his consciousness in the mustard seed.

Analyzing day and night distracted all his energy, and now that Xia Qi's figure was given a chance, he was immediately disturbed and distracted, unable to concentrate again.