Senior Brother, the medicine cannot be stopped!

The four went on the road, this time it was Shui Lin and Shui Jing who drove the carriage, and Shui Xin and Shui Jian sat in the carriage.

Shui gradually closed his eyes and rested his mind. When he had nothing to do, he used to concentrate on luck and go through the major acupoints of Zhou Tian. In this way, his internal strength can be improved.

However, this time Shui Xin was sitting next to him.

Shui Xin stared at Shui Jian's face, as if looking at a strange looking animal.

That kind of straightforward gaze made Shui gradually unable to maintain his peace of mind. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the car curtain: "What's wrong?"

Shui Xin stroked his chin and said, "Is what you said last night true?"

"Which sentence do you mean?"

"Qi, of course it's about my family... about my life experience. You said that my family was all killed by the Demon Cult, and that you found me under the cold iron cliff." Shui Xin put another hand on his chin, his gaze Staring at Shui Jian brightly, "But, three years ago, the one who was forced off the cold iron cliff by you was obviously the leader of the demon sect, why did you say that I was the one who fell off the cold iron cliff? Three years ago, the demon sect was in chaos. If I can't protect myself, is there still time to persecute my family and force me to jump off a cliff?"

Water gradually raised the corners of his mouth silently.

Shui Xin narrowed his eyes, it was this smile, he always felt that he had seen Shui Jian smile like this somewhere, anyway, not in front of people, Shui Jian would only smile gently and alienated in front of people, it was simply the signature smile of a righteous hero!

"You still have some brains." Shui Jian looked at Shui Xin, but this sentence was sound transmission.

"Hmph, I knew you were being inconsistent, and you usually pretend..." Shui Xin wrinkled his nose in disgust.

Shui Jian continued to wear a sarcastic smile, turned his face, and looked at Shui Xin like watching a monkey show: "I admit, I lied to you, but it is true that I found you under the cold iron cliff three years ago." If you don’t believe me, you can ask the master.”

Shui Xin was startled, and quickly narrowed his eyes, watching Shui Jian vigilantly like a cat: "Do you think I will still trust you?"

"It's up to you." Shui gradually sat back, closed his eyes, and started a new round of exercise.

After Shui Jian's true and false teasing, Shui Xin's disgust towards him became even stronger.

How could Shui Jian put on such a dignified senior brother in front of Shui Jing and Shui Lin? When did you develop your acting skills?He hangs like this outside, does the real person know if he doesn't laugh?

"Three years ago, you and your master found me under the cold iron cliff? Didn't you go to find the leader of the Demon Cult? Or are you trying to imply something? I am the leader of the Demon Cult? Huh?"

Sleeping in the mountains overnight, Shui Jing and Shui Lin are already asleep, Shui Jian is sitting by the campfire roasting rabbits, Shui Xin leans over to him and asks sullenly.

"How do you think you look like the leader of the Demon Cult?" Shui Jian snorted coldly, without looking at him, and continued to turn the branch in his hand.

The rabbit was roasted so that it made a squeaky sound, and the aroma kept coming out.

The crooked moon hung on the forest tops, and the night sky was extremely clear.

"I've never met the leader of the Demon Cult, so how would I know?" Shui Xin looked at the rabbit, swallowed, and decided to wait until the moment the rabbit was roasted, and snatch the branch from Shui Jian's hand.

"You don't really think you are the leader of the Demon Cult, do you?" Shui Jian sneered.

"Why, why should I have anything to do with that heinous person? It was you who slandered me first."

"The leader of the Demon Cult is very beautiful." Shui Jian said suddenly.

"What??" Shui Xin looked at Shui Jian in surprise, the bright red light from the bonfire illuminated his handsome face, and the fire light danced in his pitch-black eyes. It was a... fascinated expression?

Shui gradually continued to turn the branch in his hand.

"Hey, why are you silent? The leader of the Demon Cult is beautiful? What are you talking about? Isn't he an old man?" Shui Xin made a fuss, and suddenly showed a disgusted expression, "Hey, you don't know how to have a special aesthetic. Right? Old fetish? Hey, you don’t have that strange feeling for Master, do you?”

"Nonsense." Shui gradually lowered his face.

The topic has reached an impasse.

The words "the leader of the Demon Cult is very beautiful" has been lingering in Shui Xin's small head. The leader of the Demon Cult in his fantasy should be a purple-faced, red-haired, innocent old devil with a strange smile. It has nothing to do with "beauty".

Are the rumors wrong?The leader of the Demon Cult is actually a beautiful woman?

Shui Xin regained his energy all of a sudden, what a sad and beautiful life this is, a peerless beauty, who was born with the mission of promoting evil, and gradually grew into a generation of female devils in the Nether Palace where demons danced wildly...

Even the person who killed her in the end was deeply fascinated by her beauty. Every night when the moon is full, when the acacia poison erupts, not only will he not resent her viciousness, but he will also fantasize about her face, like this and that ...

Shui Xin covered her face, she was too ashamed to think about it.

"Can your expression be a little more disgusting?" Shui gradually looked at Shui Xin coldly.

Along the way, Shui Xin and Shui Jian spent more and more time being "sticky" together. Shui Xin suffered from back pain and was in the carriage all the way, but Shui Jian, the big brother who always rushed to work and took the initiative to take responsibility, unexpectedly He no longer cared about whether the carriage was going fast or slow, right or wrong, and put the burden on Shui Linshuijing, and he got into the carriage by himself and couldn't get out.

Shui Lin rode the carriage sullenly. He was supposed to take care of Shui Xin, but why did things turn out like this? He was a little disappointed.

Inside the carriage.

Shui Xin bit the melon seed rind, her expression very serious.

Beside him, Shui Jian was slowly peeling melon seeds.

The two didn't exchange a word, but both had a strong sense of existence.

Shui Xin's understanding of Shui Jian was originally limited to the literal meaning of the word "hypocrite".

Now, he found that Shui Jian was not only a hypocrite, but also full of lies, had strange hobbies, and was reluctant to part with those who killed with his own hands... And Shui Jian himself did not feel ashamed about these things.

Shui Xin originally thought that his view of right and wrong was peculiar enough, but unexpectedly, Shui Jian was even more extreme than him.

Even if you peel a melon seed, it is still peeling in a regular rhythm, snap, click, snap, click, snap...

Invisibly, there seemed to be a thread holding the back of Shui Xin's head, his scalp was stretched tight, and his head was filled with the sound of Shui Xin peeling the melon seeds.

He sneaked a glance at Shui Jian, only to see those slender hands repeating the same movements over and over again.

Suddenly, it stopped.

Shui Xin was startled, and quickly looked away.

Outside the carriage.

"Ah Choo!" Shui Jing rubbed her nose and said to herself, "What does this smell like?"

"Something is not good." Shui Lin stared at the forest in front of him, a layer of faint smoke reflected the shimmer of purple, and it was impossible to see it without looking carefully.

Shui Jing's expression froze, and his eyes swept around. It was the sunset, and the birds flew into the forest, and the dense forest was full of twilight.

"Brother, something is not good outside." Shui Jing turned her head and said to the car curtain.

Inside the carriage.

The car curtain swayed, occasionally revealing a gap.

Shui gradually lowered his eyes, his lips didn't move, and the sound transmission reached Shui Jing's ears: "There is an ambush, I just followed up, the lightness kung fu is very good."

"Then what should we do? There is purple smoke in the woods ahead." Shui Jing asked a little nervously.

"Detour around Jinghu Lake and go to Tonghua Town." Shui Jian finished speaking, and then ordered, "The smoke is strange, don't breathe, hold your breath and concentrate, and pass quickly."

Shui Jing took the lead and rode the horse to speed up the car.

"What's wrong?" Shui Xin didn't hear their voice transmission conversation, but saw Shui Jian's expression was a bit serious.

Shui Jian glanced at him, and there was something inexplicable in that look.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Shui Xin wrinkled his nose in disgust.

"Stay by my side, don't run around." Shui gradually returned to his usual noble and glamorous expression.

"Qi." Shui Xin folded her arms and turned her face away.

A familiar aroma suddenly passed over Shui Xin's nose.

familiar?

Outside the carriage, Shui Jing rode the horse with all her might.

The wheels slammed into the potholes and made a creaking sound, as if they were about to break.

Sweat dripped from Shui Jing's forehead. Although he had chosen another path, why did the purple smoke still surround him, and the strange purple around him became thicker and thicker.

He could hardly hold his breath.

Shui Lin's internal strength was worse than Shui Jing's. He pinched his nose, his face turned red from holding back, and he slumped to one side in pain.

No, if this continues, they will lose their combat effectiveness before they face the enemy head-on.

"Brother, we can't hold back any longer!"

Inside the carriage, Shui Jian suddenly grabbed Shui Xin's arm, forcibly pulled him out of the carriage, and threw him onto the horse's back.

Shui Xin was still observing the situation outside the car, but was thrown out suddenly, and the wind rang in his ears, which almost made him cry out in fright.

With a sound of "Cang Lang", the long sword was unsheathed, and Shui Jian stepped on the shaft of the chariot: "Get out of the chariot."

Shui Jing hugged Shui Lin and immediately jumped out of the car.

The sword light flashed, the water gradually cut off the shaft, and the carriage fell sideways on the road with a "bang".

The horse was still galloping, Shui gradually retracted the sword back into its sheath smoothly, one in each hand, picked up Shui Jing and Shui Lin, followed the horse quickly with light work, and jumped up.

The horse staggered under the pressure, let out a long hiss, and rushed out of the forest road.

Suddenly brighten up.

Under the moonlight, a silvery lake unfolded in front of the four of them, stretching like silver foil into the mountains in the distance.

A long wind blows from the lake, and the purple smoke disperses as soon as it blows.

"Ahem, senior brother, this smoke doesn't seem to be poisonous." Shui Lin said suddenly.

At this moment, his face has softened.

"I couldn't hold back just now, so I took a few puffs, and it seemed to be fine." Shui Lin said.

"Actually, I also smoked..." Shui Jing breathed a sigh of relief, "It's nothing unusual."

"Toxic?" Shui Xin struggled to sit up from the horse, and looked at the three of them suspiciously, "Did you say that purple smoke? It's not poisonous in the first place. I think it's a plant called Violet Grass." The powder is easier to condense in a place that is not ventilated."

Shui Jing asked coldly: "How do you know about purple tuola grass?"

Shui Xin scorned: "If you don't know, others can't know? I read a lot, so I'm well-informed, can't I?"

Shui Jing sneered: "The Violet Tudara Grass belongs to the Devil's Sect. It has disappeared with the fall of the Devil's Sect. There is no book in our scripture library that mentions this thing. How did you know it?"

Shui Xin raised his eyebrows: "Have you read all the books in the Cangjing Pavilion? Why don't you talk about it after reading all of them!"

"Stop arguing, listen." Shui gradually stopped the two of them.

In the bright and clear moonlight.

A strange whistling sound came from a distance.