Chapter 129

In four days, Shangguan Jie's interest in Sikong Zhu reached another level, and Qu Yi led Shi Nanzhu and others to break through the restriction outside the cave, waiting for Song Weiran who was forced to accept the opportunity in the cave and devote himself to cultivating.

A young man in fluttering white clothes emerged from the darkness with a sword in his hand. The fat golden-spotted tiger rubbed its front paws, stretched it into long hairy strips, and then jumped in front of the young man.

What he got was an imposing sword.

Little Orange lay down beside the young man in a daze, staring at the few tufts of hair floating on top of his head in a daze.

Boo! ! !
In this way, the sword fairy in white had sex with a bald golden-spotted tiger monster.

Qu Yi was dumbfounded.

What is this scenario? !

Shi Nanzhu tugged at Qu Yi's arm, led him aside and asked:
"Your brother... and that monster... are you okay?"

He looks handsome and has an outstanding temperament, but...

Qu Yi didn't know why this happened. Before the accident happened, Song Weiran and Xiao Juzi were neither close nor distant, they could only be regarded as nodding acquaintances.

One person and one beast give each other face, all for the sake of Master Qingshuang.

Why did he become the enemy of life and death after not seeing each other for a month?

During this period, what happened to the two of them?

Qu Yi wanted to persuade him to fight, but Shi Nanzhu told him that Song Weiran might have reached the Yuanying realm.

The two Nascent Souls were fighting, and he went up with a small repair of the Golden Core, only to be accidentally injured!

So, under the "kindness" suggestion of Shi Nanzhu, the two ate barbecue comfortably under the service of the people in Chaoyang Village.

It's delicious, fragrant, and oily as soon as you bite!

In the end, one person and one beast couldn't stand the fragrance, so they asked for peace.

During this month, Song Weiran lived an inhuman life.

First fell into the cold pool, the spilled Suzaku blood kept tearing open the meridians and healed them. For seven days in a row, the pain was like Ling Chi, and life was worse than death.

Afterwards, the relics of power were triggered, and he obtained the mind method "Taiqing Chiyang Volume" and the martial skill "Lingxiao Sword Art".

There is a test left by the mighty in the front, and the retreat is cut off in the rear.

The only way to leave is to practice the sword art according to the will of the Almighty to great success, and with the sword intent of the sky, can split the mountains and return to reality.

What's strange is that the sword moves left in the cave were intentional and slashed at him from various tricky angles.

Regardless of day and night, regardless of severity, it gives people the real Lingchi...

Fortunately, Suzaku's blood tempered his body, otherwise he would not be able to survive, and his understanding is good, and Ling Xiao's sword will quickly become a master!
As for eating...

What to eat, I couldn't hold it any longer, took advantage of the gap between being cut to touch a fish from the water, bit off the blood, and the hard fish scales stuffed my mouth full!
Song Weiran forgot the tragic experience, picked up the hem of her clothes, sat down gracefully like a fairy, took the barbecue on the campfire, and ate it in silence.

The little orange shrunk down and lay on the opposite side, blinking its eyes and waiting to be fed, while Shi Nanzhu was caught by the soft and waxy cat, who happily served it to eat.

After the meal was full, Song Weiran asked about the situation of Xiao Hanyu and Sikong Zhu, Qu Yi shook his head solemnly, completely ignorant.

"Oh, by the way, Master Uncle is back."

The night was as cold as water, and when the charcoal fire exploded, Qu Yi suddenly made a sound.

Song Weiran hummed in a low voice, and poked the bonfire with a branch, and the light of the fire reflected on his face, making him look extraordinarily mature and dignified.

"It's only been a month since I went to look for Junior Brother Xiao. It seems a bit casual to be an uncle as a master."

To be precise, it was too unkind.

However, it is understandable.

"What did Master Uncle say?"

Song Weiran looked up at Qu Yi, and coldly glanced at the little orange who was snoring by the fire out of the corner of his eye.

Qu Yi said in a deep voice:
"The uncle said to find a safe place to wait for her first, and we will meet up with us after we find the two of them.

"However, if she hasn't contacted us after three days, let us continue to Central Continent."

Song Weiran pondered for a long time, and replied softly "Yes".

The slender fingertips brushed over Xiao Tangzi's bald head, and the cold expression eased a lot.

In any case, the previous misery was an opportunity, if not for it, we would not have met it.

……

Under the same moonlight, Xuanyuan Qingshuang stood in the sky in black clothes, as if blending with the shadowy fractured canyon below.

Only the silver light of the cold moon sprinkled on her shoulders, separating her from the darkness below.

She almost hides in the darkness, but deviates from the darkness.

The pair of eyes sharply swept towards the mid-air not far away, the power of the soul was strongly pressed, and the invisible ripples spread rapidly to the surroundings.

His ears buzzed instantly, and when he looked again, many figures suddenly appeared in the originally silent world.

Crooked, with painful expressions, many people fell directly to the bottom.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang was still staring at the opposite side, and when a tall figure wrapped in a black robe slowly appeared, she subconsciously frowned.

"Hand over my apprentice!"

The temperature plummeted, as if being in a cold day.

Shangguan Jie laughed non-stop with his fake hoarse voice, his laughter scared away the tired birds returning to their nests in the woods.

"Disciple, what disciple?"

The body shrouded in black robe turned left and right, made a gesture of doubt, and then suddenly realized with a smile:
"Is it him that Fairy Qingshuang is talking about?"

With a wave of his right arm, a young man covered in blood and in a panic appeared instantly.

The boy kept his head down, like a rag doll, suspended in the air by invisible ropes.

The wind below is very strong, the cracks in the mountains and rocks, the abyss and the canyon, there are mournful wailing and whispering, like ghosts walking at night.

The boy's body swayed from side to side under the night wind.

Like a sunny day doll soaked in mud.

This was Xuanyuan Qingshuang's sudden thought.

It's just that his body is covered with blood instead of mud.

It's just that he is a living person and not a puppet.

I still remember the first sight——

The young man's frail figure looked colder and colder in the cold wind, and the blown hair stuck to his white and jade face, which made him feel stunning and beautiful.

And now...

Xuanyuan Qingshuang was furious from her heart, and with a flip of her right hand, her spiritual power quickly condensed into a sword covered in frost and purple thunder shimmering slightly.

The sword pressed towards the black-robed man in the posture of a swimming dragon, making the surrounding space tremble.

Within the range of [-] meters that the sword swept across, the flying flowers and fallen leaves that accidentally strayed into it were all turned into dust.

Seeing that the blade of the sword was about to approach the eyebrows, Shangguan Jie cast a secret technique, and in the blink of an eye, he switched positions with Xiao Hanyu's.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang was shocked, so she had to forcibly withdraw her attack, and the sword wrapped in frost and lightning instantly reversed and sank into her body.

Even though she had lost her six-point momentum, it still made her feel a little bit internally injured.

Can this kind of magic work?

Careless, careless!

Shangguan Jie sighed regretfully:
"I'm also your savior after all, is this how Fairy Qingshuang repays me?"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang: Ah bah, what the hell!

"I have already received the great gift from your Excellency. Thank you for saving my apprentice's life, thank you for saving my life?"

Is dissecting the golden pill a life-saving grace?

You think it's a kidney stone!

Shangguan Jie looked up at the night sky, and laughed lowly, his hoarse voice was like scratching glass, making one's teeth ache.

"I heard that Fairy Qingshuang cultivates the Dao of Heartlessness. Only by cutting off the seven emotions and six desires can she attain the Dao.

"I don't know how much Fairy Qingshuang values ​​this nominal apprentice?"

Shangguan Jie waved away the restraints around the young man, and Xiao Hanyu, who had completely lost consciousness, fell quickly.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang's heart clenched, falling from such a height, not to mention the injured people who lost consciousness, even the Nascent Soul stage would have to fall badly!
 I went to my grandma’s house in the country, and I felt motion sick. I don’t know what the code is... ●)o(●

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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