Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 126
When Chu Wushang opened his eyes, he was already in a strange place.

In the end, what lingered in my ears was Shi Yin's last words: "Look for Ye Xiaochai and take back the sword that crossed the limit...my divine source...the beginning of finding the sword...restore the country, restore the country!"

He stood up, this is a small forest, no matter the wind in the forest or the fallen leaves on the ground, it is not the breath of the Tower of Mercy.

It will never be any place in the four worlds.

I don't know what forbidden technique Wuyi Shi Yin used at the last moment before his death to transport him to this strange world.

Unfamiliar environment, for a long time living in the quiet well floating corridor without injury, there is a slight fear.

Finding people is not his skill.

It's just Shi Yin... Shi Yin!

Chu Wushang didn't know who Ye Xiaochai was. He and Shi Yin hadn't met for a long, long time. If it wasn't for this life-and-death battle at the Tower of Mercy, Shi Yin wouldn't have gone to him.

But the beginning of the sword.

There was a throbbing pain in Chu Wu's heart, he didn't want to see the beginning of the sword again, he didn't want to see those eyes that resembled those of his old friend.

That year, Shi Yin brought a child to Jijing Floating Corridor, and asked Chu Wushang to teach the child swordsmanship.

"He is a born sword embryo. Once he achieves great sword skills, he will be the pride of the Tower of Mercy in the future."

Chu Wushang recognized those eyes: "He! Is he her child?"

Shi Yin sighed: "Yes..."

"Take it away!"

Chu Wushang drove Shi Yin and the boy out of the floating corridor of the lonely well.

The snow fell heavily that day, and Chu Wushang, who has never felt the cold, unexpectedly felt extraordinarily cold.

Mo Jian kept bleeding red blood, drop by drop, trickling into a stream.

He didn't want to see those eyes again, because it would remind him of the original owner of those eyes, the purest girl in the world.

Chu Wushang walked out of the grove, the sunlight in front of him was a bit bright, he couldn't help covering his eyes with his hands.

It took a long time to reopen it.

It turned out that it wasn't the glare of the sun, but the reflection of the snow. Unexpectedly, there was such a heavy snow in the affliction.

He walked slowly towards the crowd and asked for a person named Ye Xiaochai.

It was getting dark.

Wu Jun was gone, Ya Shao had left, and the sky became much quieter.

In addition to the heavy snow, everyone practiced and went to bed, and the door of the temple was closed early.

In the middle of the night, everything is silent.

The little fox was awakened by urinating, and the narcissus did not allow him to pee in the room, so he had to get up, open the door, and go outside Tiandu.

"It's so cold, this fox fairy is really miserable."

Just as he was trembling, he suddenly heard a strange sound, as if something had come out of the snow.

"This is?"

"What a horrible sound!"

"Is it haunted?"

"Go back quickly and close the door."

Xiaohu has always been very timid, and has been ridiculed by Xiao Mian many times.

Thinking of Xiao Mian, Xiaohu plucked up his courage: "Go and have a look, just take a look."

"I'll tell Xiao Fang a story tomorrow."

"Hmph, this fox fairy has seen ghosts!"

He walked over lightly, and the sound came from the tomb where the red eyes were buried.

In the snow-white night, I saw two hands with sharp nails pushing open the grave, and then, a huge monster came out of it.

"Ghost~"

The little fox screamed miserably. He wanted to run away, but his feet were numb and limp.

The monster crawled out completely, and staggered towards the little fox, staring at him with red eyes.

Although Xiaohu couldn't move, he recognized the monster in front of him, and subconsciously shouted: "Chiyan, you are Chiyan! I am Xiaohu!"

"Red eyes... little fox... red eyes?"

Chiyan walked up to the little fox and stretched out her sharp claws.

Stretched out his head again to sniff, and said vaguely: "Huo Zhai Buddha Prison... Roar... It's the breath of Huo Zhai Buddha Prison."

"Yes yes yes, I am the little fox from Huo Zhai Buddha Prison, the secondary body of the princess...don't kill me!"

"Huo Zhai Buddha Prison, Demon Prince! Ho Ho!"

After saying this, the wings on the back of the red eyes suddenly opened, rushed up to the sky, and flew away.

At this time, the people in Tiandu woke up, and Nan Feng Bujing and Mo Dao Juechen rushed out.

"Little fox, what happened?"

The little fox wailed loudly: "I was almost eaten by Chiyan!"

"Not good!"

Nanfeng Bujing walked to Chiyan's tomb, the pit was empty, only the black magic flame remained in the pit, shining with a strange dark light.

A deserted cave, a deep night.

Jialing's head dozed off after a while.

Ning Yuan was awake, and he had experienced hundreds of years of sleepless nights like this.

Suddenly, he looked out of the cave, and a huge magic energy was coming towards the cave.

Jialing woke up with a start: "King?"

"Red Eyes is back."

"He's not dead?"

"Maybe."

Sure enough, Chiyan retracted her wings and walked into the cave.

The gap at the waist was still there, and the flesh hadn't grown yet, only a layer of strong devilish energy wrapped around the wound, fusing the upper and lower body together.

"The devil prince?"

"Chiyan, welcome back."

"Luohou's saber energy has caused me too much trauma. After dawn, I will go to find something to heal."

Chiyan bit the word "Luohou" very hard, full of deep-seated resentment.

Ok?
Ning Yuan's heart skipped a beat, this was not Chi Yan's usual tone.

"Do you know where to find it?"

"know."

After Chiyan finished speaking, she leaned against the mountain wall, seemingly extremely tired.

After dawn, Ningyuan and Jialing set off with Chiyan, he was seriously injured and could no longer fly with Ningyuan on his back.

After walking for a long time, I came to a quiet place full of flowers.

Ning Yuan didn't know why Chiyan came to this place, but in this garden, a profound formation was clearly laid out, and the formation carried a holy spirit.

He popped up a cluster of flames, since he couldn't untie it, he would force his way through.

The flames burned everything, and the formation was gone.

Ning Yuan stepped into the garden and saw two girls playing in it.

Seeing the stranger breaking in, the two girls exclaimed, "Who are you?"

Ning Yuan smiled and said, "Little girl, who are you?"

The younger girl was wearing a Taoist robe, a Taoist crown, and a mahogany sword in her hand.

She held up the mahogany sword and shouted loudly: "I am Lingzi Lingdao, this is sister Yan Pianpian, what do you want to do?"

"Oh? So it's the Taoist leader."

Without saying a word, he approached the older girl and stared at her greedily.

Ling Ziling stretched out her hand to stop Yan Pianpian: "You are bad guys! Get out of here! Sister Coral will be back soon!"

"Go away!"

Chi Yan pushed Ling Ziling away, and pressed his hands on Yan Pianpian's body, only to hear a shrill cry, and black scales emerged from Yan Pianpian's limbs.

In a blink of an eye, those scales peeled off from Yan Pianpian's body and flew into the red-eyed body, slowly filling up the wound on his waist.

When the last piece of scale armor was absorbed, thick scale patterns had formed around the red-eyed waist, like a pair of armor, tightly fused into the flesh and blood.

At this time, a shocking palm force rushed from afar, full of Taoist profound energy.

With red eyes, Yan Pianpian, who has become a blood man, left quickly with Ning Yuan and Jia Ling.

(End of this chapter)