high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 44

A moment ago, when Yang Shixuan silently recited the sword formula in his heart.

Bai Shu, who poked his head out of the window, was surprised to see that the sky was suddenly darkened.

A majestic sword mountain with an unknown number of zhang descended from the head of Fenyin City like a stone peak flying from the sea of ​​clouds.

But in an instant, just as soon as they met each other, the invincible giant living corpse broke into a blood mist without saying a word.

boom!

Boom! !

The strong impact spread from the fall of Jianshan Mountain, and buildings and buildings, like building blocks built by children at will, were ravaged and knocked down.

Baishu took root immediately, her feet were firmly attached to the ground like vines, but they were blown away together with the ground.

"Dry!"

The sacrificial wine made a deadly move, completely ignoring whether there were any living people nearby.

Bai Shu turned around suddenly in mid-air, causing Qian Jin to sink down, but before he could stabilize completely, he was about to be thrown away by the violent impact.

When he curled his body into a ball and retracted all his limbs, he just hoped not to hit too badly.

A small hand grabbed him violently from below.

Xie Fanjing held him with one hand, and swung his fist flatly with the other. The wind of the fist hit a raging sonic boom, colliding with the force of the impact.

Like a fish swimming over the waves,

Ping Ping's jab pierced through the turbulent air circle.

After everything subsided, Baizhu's ears were buzzing like a swarm of bees.

In front of him was a bottomless pit. The middle-aged man with a miserable face knelt down on the ground. From a long distance, he could see that face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"go!"

Bai Shu greeted Xie Fanjing, and ran over excitedly.

"Oh."

Xie Fanjing also spread his legs and ran together with Bai Zhu.

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"you are?"

Yang Shixuan, who was lying on Baishu's back, raised his head in a drowsy state. He wanted to see the boy's face clearly, but no matter how hard he tried, his eyes were blurred.

Deep between his brows, that golden villain, together with his body, is gradually fading away.

The crying around me seemed to be far away from me, but only intermittently, as if separated by a thick layer of water.

can't die...

Yang Shixuan exhausted all his strength and looked back at the woman.

It's all now... She still didn't turn around to look at herself.

The woman held the boy in tears, her eyes were swollen like peaches, Yang Shixuan sighed slowly, and a bitter smile appeared on the corners of her lips.

How ironic...

Bai Shu, who was planning in his heart, was suddenly startled, someone separated his hand from his back.

He turned his head in astonishment, and the dying Yang Shixuan actually jumped off his back.

The sad-faced man in Confucian shirt was pale, and the blood hole on his neck had disappeared without a trace, and the newly grown flesh was as smooth as a baby.

The man looked at the dying boy with dim eyes.

"Thank you."

Sensing Bai Shu's gaze, he slightly cupped his hands.

Ignoring the stunned Bai Zhu and Xie Fanjing beside him, Yang Shixuan covered his chest, coughed twice, and walked towards the woman.

"Let me come."

He came closer and said to the woman.

The crying stopped suddenly, and the beautiful woman raised her tear-stained face with a look of resentment.

"If it weren't for you!"

She staggered to her feet and slapped the man frantically.

"Why didn't you block for him?! Why?!"

Snapped!

Yang Shixuan turned his face slightly, and there was a crisp sound, which made the air quiet for a while.

"He is King Kong after all..."

Yang Shixuan stepped over the woman.

Every time he took a step, his figure became thinner and thinner. When he walked in front of the boy, he was already in shape, looking like a mummy.

"I'm just a Yang Talisman."

He turned his face away, the deeply sunken cheeks made the man's eyes stand out.

Yang Shixuan smiled at the woman and pressed his hands on his chest.

An azure heart with a hint of red in it slowly drifted out from his chest.

An inexplicable fragrance wafted from Dan's heart, Bai Shu's eyes were a little straight, the inexplicable fragrance made him almost unable to control himself, and he wanted to snatch it away.

In the body, the fire dragon that swims through the meridians is tumbling non-stop.

The remaining rationality made him forcefully suppress that weird impulse that he didn't know where to come from.

As Danxin slowly sank into the dying boy's body, the blackened face suddenly turned red and white. After a long time, the boy who was originally angry suddenly straightened up from Yang Shixuan's arms. He coughed heavily and spit out puffs of dirt. Blood.

"Okay, let's rest for a few more days."

Trembling, as if he had aged in an instant, Yang Shixuan slowly handed out the boy who had fallen asleep again.

He couldn't help bending over and coughing, his bamboo pole-like back bowed deeply, as if he could cut it off with a raised hand.

The man like a hungry ghost smiled softly:

"Just rest for a few days and you'll be fine."

The woman looked at him in surprise, surprised and happy, and hurriedly snatched the boy from his hands, tears streaming out again.

Yang Shixuan watched silently, he was taller than a woman, like many years ago, he could kiss a woman's forehead as long as he bent down.

But he just watched silently, just like many years ago.

"Talk about?"

He said to Bai Shu.

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"I can give you the sword scripture."

At a corner, before the Qi of Baishu came over, Yang Shixuan spoke suddenly.

The opening lightning strike...

"but……"

"I will take good care of your Madam!" Bai Shu patted her chest, her eyes calm, "Sir, go at ease, leave it to me!"

He solemnly looked at Yang Shixuan, raised his chin solemnly, and nodded.

"lady?"

Yang Shixuan mulled these two words in his mouth for a long time, and then he couldn't help but laugh.

The skinny man shook his head, and a low-pitched laughter came from his throat, which was only covered by a thin layer of skin.

The scene in front of him was horrifying, which made Bai Shu feel cold.

"Not only her, but also the child and me." Yang Shixuan said, "Properly arrange my body so that it will not be ruined by rat ants. I will pass on half of it to you first, and then pass on the remaining half to you when I am alive."

If, if still alive...

Yang Shixuan sighed inwardly, and looked at Bai Shu:

"Miss Xie's family is a yang talisman, as long as you don't provoke that Vajra in the city, you should be fine." He took a deep look at Bai Shu: "With my reputation, I won't lie to you. When I wake up, the second half of the sword formula It must be offered with both hands."

"Sir, have you seen Xie Fanjing?"

"It's only been a few times away." Yang Shixuan shook his head, "She seems to obey you, looking for her is better than looking for you."

"Just to remind you, it's not a good thing to be too close to someone from the family."

"Those who treat people with sex will fall in love with youth, fall in love with love, and love with love."

"What's more." Yang Shixuan frowned deeply, "She's still too young..."

What? ? ?

"Okay." Without waiting for Bai Shu's response, Yang Shixuan said directly, "If you have any questions, please hurry up and ask now."

"Sir, do you have a mind?"

Bai Shu couldn't care less about the astonishment, and hurriedly asked:

"I practice the "Red Dragon Heart Sutra", but unfortunately there is only a simplified version of the fetal breath state. Do you have any methods after practicing?"

"The "Red Dragon Heart Sutra"?"

Yang Shixuan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

"That's not good."

(End of this chapter)