The Glass Maiden

Chapter Eighteen Past ()

Later, Chu Yinghong and Dongfang Qingqi went to the cave several times, but they found nothing.

The cave is not connected to other places as they thought, and it will be over after half an hour. The two of them looked very carefully, and even checked all the forks in the cave, but they couldn't find a gu eagle feather "hair".

Only in the fork in the road where Xuanji and the others were hiding, there was a large pool of dry black blood on the ground, silent, looking so strange, as if to tell a earth-shattering secret.

Dongfang Qingqi searched the neighborhood for a long time, "There seems to be no trace of escape." He said, walking to Chu Yinghong's side, and squatting on the ground with her quietly watching the pool of blood.

"Look at this." Chu Yinghong, who had been silent for a while, pointed to the blood stains, "What happened to make that demon shed so much blood?"

He thought for a while, "You and I stabbed it with one sword, maybe the wound came out."

After he finished speaking, he also shook his head, "No, those two wounds will not flow into rivers of blood."

Chu Yinghong looked at it for a long time, and suddenly said softly: "Could it...was suddenly missing out of thin air? The traces here seem to be like a bigger thing that ate the Gu carving raw."

As soon as the words came out, both of them fell into silence at the same time.

They are all experienced immortal cultivators, and they have seen thousands of demons. Although this Gu Eagle is not the largest monster, it can still be ranked among the top ten most difficult to deal with. If there is something more powerful than it in the world, it can even make it have no way of resisting it and be swallowed in one bite. That—what terrible thing could it be?

There are many ways of reincarnation in the world, the way of heaven is precious, the way of Shura is evil, the way of hungry ghosts is the most cruel, and the way of **** is fierce. There are so many sentient beings of demons, immortals and ghosts, they have not seen too many things, and they don't know why they think about it, but they can easily kill demons invisible, only Heaven and Shura in the six realms.

But to make them believe that a **** or Shura suddenly appeared in this small cave, specifically to kill the demon, and disappear after killing, it is simply more difficult than believing that the sow can speak.

The two "felt" in the cave for a long time, and finally sighed and decided to give up.

"Go back." Dongfang Qingqi said, "We have lost too much time in Lutai Town, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch up with the Hairpin Conference."

Chu Yinghong nodded, but turned her eyes to his arm with a wooden bandage.

Knowing what she meant, he smiled and pulled the bandage off, dropped the board on the ground, stretched out his five fingers flexibly, and suddenly took a posture and slapped on the wall of the cave.

There was no gravel, no sound, when his palm was removed, only a deep palm trace was left on the cave wall. He actually made fingerprints on the rock with his bare hands, with a relaxed appearance, as if crushing a piece of tofu.

Chu Yinghong couldn't help expressing his admiring eyes, and said with a smile: "The island owner's soft palm skills have become more profound."

Dongfang Qingqi laughed a few times, tapped twice on the injured arm with his other hand, and said: "Shaoyang's Jinchuang "medicine" really deserves its reputation. Thanks to it, it can get better so quickly."

Chu Yinghong walked out of the cave with him, and said again: "The island owner's skill is exquisite and the inner breath is pure, and he can heal within a few days. Speaking of, this hairpin conference, Fuyu Island does not know Which new disciple will you send?"

"Ashamed, the choice of disciples is all decided by the insider, and I don't know it." Speaking of his wife, his masculine face finally showed a touch of tenderness, and his slightly unruly expression became gentle. "But If you want to come, Pian Pian and Yuning are indispensable."

These two are outstanding figures among the young disciples on Fuyu Island. Fuyudao Kungfu is different from the vigorous and simple routines of the Shaoyang School. It pays attention to softness, softness, lightness and ingenuity. It also has a combination of two swords for men and women. At the last hairpin conference, although Pian Pian and Yuning failed to win the first prize, they were one red and one white, red like a raging fire, and white like new snow. The combination of two swords really made everyone present still fresh in the memory. At this year's Hairpin Conference, they are also the candidates with the highest voices.

Chu Yinghong thought of the wonderful match five years ago, and she also smiled, "Remember that Xiao Pianpian was only five years old when she came to Shaoyang Peak to play, wearing a big red silk on her head, just chasing Min Xing wants an apple to eat. Now she is a slim girl."

Dongfang Qingqi suddenly "exposed" a weird expression, coughed twice, and then whispered: "That's Yu Ning, Chu female hero."

"Huh?" Chu Yinghong "exposed" an awkward expression for the first time, "Then...Pianpian is...?"

"Yuning is a female disciple, and Pianpian is a male disciple..." Dongfang Qingqi was also a little embarrassed. "The female hero of Chu doesn't have to worry about it. Even the fellow students of Fuyu Island will get confused."

Who made his wife, eccentric, insist on giving a little boy a girl's name, so Pian Pian is depressed now when she hears others asking her name. It's really a problem for people in their twenties to be "PianPian" in Chengri.

"Haha, I was confused..." Chu Yinghong laughed a little, and Fang resolved the embarrassment.

"Ms. Zun will also be present at this hairpin meeting?"

The owner of the Eastern Island nodded and laughed: "Last time my wife didn't get sick, I have been worried about it all these years. This time it must be coming, and I must have brought all the disciples to Shaoyang Peak."

Chu Yinghong was rather eager to hear what he said. She must have rushed back to meet his wife, and could not help but said softly: "The island owner's wife and wife are deeply affectionate, and they really envy people."

Dongfang Qingqi laughed loudly, "Are the Chu female heroes and Mr. He Yang a couple of gods and goddesses!"

Chu Yinghong couldn't help but feel sweet when he heard him mention her husband.

When the first teacher chose a successor, she was also ambitious, and she felt that the new head would give me someone else. Who thought the first teacher called her in, and only said: "Yinghong, you are too smart. Smart enough to make it your weakness."

After she went out, she was still at a loss. Unexpectedly, three days later, she took the lead and left a suicide note: ordering Chu Lei as the next new head.

At that time, she only felt that the sky was falling apart. How could she be humiliated by her "sex" arrogant, she would call her friends and relatives to leave Shaoyang's own school that night.

At that time, Senior Brother He Yang came and talked with her in detail on the top of Shaoyang Peak all night. His lightness touched her. Heyang is like a cloud in the sky, gentle, generous, and elegant. If there is anyone in this world who can make her surrender willingly to be a small child, perhaps only him.

When they came down from the summit the next day, their hands were held together.

After half a year, they got married.

After so many years, they have not changed at all, as if time is still in the morning when the sun is shining. He held her hand and gently jumped over the big stone blocking the road.

She also gradually understood the foresight of her first teacher, Chu Lei was indeed more suitable to be the master than her.

She is a knife, a sharp blade without an inverted sheath. That kind of sharpness not only hurts the enemy, but also hurts itself.

He Yang is her scabbard, which softly hides the spikes and sharpness all over her body.

Without him, what would the Chu Yinghong Society look like today?

Recalling these past events, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion and smile, and the Gu Diao thing was temporarily left behind.

Back at the inn, the three little ghosts were full of "lust", I don't know what good they did, one by one mysterious.

Looking at them, it seems that I can see myself back then.

These children will become adults one day, shouldering the heavy task of lightening the martial arts. Misunderstandings or even breaks may occur during this period. But as long as there is a common belief, we can go on forever.