The river leading to the ancestral hall is very long and quiet. Except for the sound of the three people walking, there is only the occasional sound of dripping water. The three people walked along the track of the ice flower for a long time without seeing the end, so they stopped. I can't see where they came from when I look back. I can't see my head before and after, and the surroundings are too quiet, which makes me a little irritable.
Xie Xuanyang raised his brows, and when he felt a little restless in his heart, he realized that something was wrong. The footsteps paused, the hands turned into sword fingers, and the sword energy gathered and slashed forward. Hearing a rumbling that something shattered, the sound of dripping water that kept coming was louder and more urgent, and the "ta-ta-ta-ta" reached the ears of several people, which made people feel more restless.
"Ah!" At this moment, Mo Lingyan suddenly heard a scream. Xie Xuanyang hurriedly turned his head and saw that Mo Lingyan was actually cut by Qing Xiao with his hands behind him, and pressed his neck down to the ground.
Qingxiao noticed his sight, tightly controlled Mo Lingyan, raised his eyes and nodded to Xie Xuanyang, and said, "The sound of water is weird, it can attract demons."
After being reminded by Qingxiao, Xie Xuanyang noticed that Mo Lingyan, who was struggling on the ground, had a grim expression on his face at this time. His eyes were scarlet while struggling, but he was absent-minded. in the devil. The fingers of his hands, which were not cut behind him, were clawed and grasped the ground fiercely. In a few strokes, his fingers were drenched in blood, leaving five dazzling bloodstains on the ground.
"White...white, white..." He spit out a few words from his throat, and he didn't know what he saw in his inner demon, but he forced the spiritual power in the meridians, gritted his teeth angrily and grabbed it with a backhand. Liao Qingxiao cut the wrist of his right hand with such force that the blue veins on the back of his hand burst out, like a green worm that can burst out of the skin at any time.
Xie Xuanyang's heart is not good, Mo Lingyan has caused confusion in the body's spiritual power due to the inner demon, but now he is forced to move the spirit again. Mo Lingyan's aptitude is very good, and no one wants to see a genius disappear because of this, let alone his master's Qing Xiao and his friend Xie Xuanyang.
Qing Xiao raised his hand to form a knife and slashed behind Mo Lingyan's head, but Mo Lingyan still struggled even after he slashed with a knife. If he couldn't do it with one hand, Qing Xiao took another knife and slashed him several times in succession. He even slashed the flesh on the back of his neck so blue that it turned purple, but he was still unable to knock him out.
Mo Lingyan was cut to the point of pain, driven by his inner demon, he was daring, and when Qingxiao's hand knife fell again, he twisted his neck and bit Qingxiao's hand, his teeth stuck tightly in Qingxiao's hand. Bleeding.
Qing Xiao was already a little impatient, and was bitten by Mo Lingyan, is this okay? With a cold face, he could not even pull out a hand knife from his mouth. He slapped Mo Lingyan on the back of his head and pressed his face into the ground without mercy. Xie Xuanyang squatted down and saw that there were spider web-like cracks on the ice layer next to Mo Ling's smoke face.
How painful is this? Xie Xuanyang felt a little distressed about Mo Lingyan's face, and said, "It hits so hard, if the face is ruined, what should I do if I can't find a Taoist companion in the future?"
Qing Xiao snorted coldly and said, "His heart is Bai Qishan, why should he find a Taoist companion?"
Xie Xuanyang was stunned for a while, and said in astonishment, "You actually know what Ling Yan is thinking."
Qing Xiao couldn't say that Mo Lingyan's eyes when he looked at Bai Qishan on weekdays were the same as when Danfeng Liuqi looked at him before. Today's Qing Xiao has recovered most of his past memories, and he has also brought back the emotions he lost in the past. Naturally, he knows what will happen to him if he mentions other people who have a crush on him in front of his Taoist companion.
If Xie Xuanyang was in a hurry to go back to find that Liu Qi, because of Xie Xuanyang's charm, maybe that Liu Qi would become attracted to him. Qing Xiao didn't want to add a rival in love to himself.
So he said, "Liu Yun is so obvious that anyone with a discerning eye can see his thoughts."
"Oh?" Hearing this, Xie Xuanyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "If that's the case, then you and I will kill Qi Shan? You are his master. If you kill Qi Shan, aren't you afraid that Ling Yan will hate you?"
Although Xie Xuanyang said so, he knew that Qing Xiao was not afraid. Even if Qing Xiao got back the lost memory, his feelings were still weak, and he would never be merciful to the person who killed him because of the influence of other factors, or he would never have said, "If the epidemic gets in the way, kill him. "The words come. Pop stayed by his side much longer than Mo Lingyan. He could even kill Pop, Mo Lingyan just hated him, how could he care
Xie Xuanyang thought: It is estimated that Qing Xiao will answer him that he is not afraid. But he didn't expect Qing Xiao to ask him back, "You are his friend and Bai Qishan's master, aren't you afraid?"
Xie Xuanyang was stunned when he heard the words, opening his mouth to speak. He didn't answer, but Qing Xiao knew him very well.
Qing Xiao said, "You are not afraid, because you never thought of killing Bai Qishan."
Xie Xuanyang stared at him blankly for a while, then smiled again and said, "How do you know?"
Qing Xiao said, "Since Bai Qishan betrayed the evil way, your complexion has never changed. You and him are both teachers and friends. With the relationship between the two of you, if you really want to kill him, you will definitely struggle. But you don't."
Xie Xuanyang smiled, and he squinted slightly, but at this time, there was a little evil in his smile for some reason. This was a kind of smile he had never shown, but Qing Xiao was not surprised. He said, "There have always been two possibilities in this situation. How do you know that I'm not the other, and I've never cared about him?"
Qing Xiao stared at him, and after a long time he slowly said, "Will you teach it to someone you don't care about? You taught him all your Beiming swordsmanship, right?"
Xie Xuanyang was stunned, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. Qing Xiao said again, "You did have some purpose at first, but later you really regarded him as an apprentice or friend."
Xie Xuanyang sighed and said, "You really know me."
Qing Xiao said lightly, "I am your Taoist companion."
Xie Xuanyang laughed again. He smiled very relaxedly, as if there were some shackles that imprisoned him compared to him in the past. He took the initiative to kiss Qingxiao's mouth in a rewarding manner, and asked, "You know that I approached Bai Qishan with a purpose in the first place, don't you think I'm thinking too much? Don't you think I'm seeing the wrong person?"
Qing Xiao said indifferently, "I never said that you were a careless person."
Xie Xuanyang sighed meaningfully and said, "So, what do you like about people with a city government?"
Qing Xiao said, "No, I am happy with you."
Xie Xuanyang couldn't help laughing and teasing, "Qingxiao, Qingxiao, you are really becoming more and more talkative. Compared with you who used to talk a lot but never forgive others, you really have changed a lot. Could it be that you take After returning to the memory, it was contaminated with the world's sophistication?"
Qing Xiao said, "It has never changed, just tell the truth."
When Xie Xuanyang saw Qingxiao's serious answer, he couldn't help laughing wider and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, I know you always tell the truth." He raised Mo Lingyan's hand and put it on his shoulder up, to help him up.
Seeing this, Qing Xiao frowned, and before Xie Xuanyang could help him, he held Mo Lingyan's collar with one hand and pulled him away from Xie Xuanyang's shoulder. He said, "Heavy."
Xie Xuanyang said, "If you don't let me help him, do you want to throw him here?"
Qing Xiao took out a small bag from nowhere, "Put it in here."
Xie Xuanyang looked at the pouch in Qing Xiao's hand, and widened his eyes in surprise, "Isn't this a spirit beast bag? Are you going to throw your apprentice here?"
Qing Xiao said, "The spirit beast bag can be put into living creatures with inactive spiritual power. Now that the spiritual power in Liu Yun's unconscious body is not working, why not?"
Xie Xuanyang was speechless, and said stunnedly, "You are really a close teacher."
He thought to himself that Qing Xiao never raised spirit beasts, so there must be nothing in this bag. I don't know if Mo Lingyan will cry when he wakes up and finds that his whole body is pitch black.
Qing Xiao didn't hesitate, just opened the knot at the mouth of the spirit beast bag with one hand and threw the unconscious Mo Lingyan into it. At this moment, a sound of breaking air suddenly came from not far away from them. This voice is very small. If it wasn't for Qing Xiao and Xie Xuanyang, both of whom were sword cultivators with extremely high cultivation levels, and they practiced swords in the forest all the year round, they would have been able to hear the sound of sharp weapons in the air. , I'm afraid you won't notice it at all.
They couldn't see what was thinking of them, but the sound of breaking the air was enough for them to judge the path of the weapon.
Before the weapon arrived, the two of them avoided their path and rushed to the place where the weapon started. That place is not far away, but it is a blind spot. From their angle, they can't see who is there.
But the two hadn't walked a few steps, as if they had stepped into the organization prepared for them. In an instant, the organs were assembled, and the originally flat glacial riverbed immediately turned into a dangerous place full of organs, and even their surroundings and even above their heads were not safe.
Xie Xuanyang jumped up and flashed countless dark needles shot from the ground. The needles were as thin as vellus hairs and as numerous as vellus hairs, and when they gathered together, they glowed with a strange green glow, obviously full of poison. Xie Xuanyang didn't know what kind of poison was sticking to those needles, but he knew that if he got hit by one, there would be no good results.
There are many wind demons in the ancestral hall, and they have been in the immortal world and the demon world for many years. They have offended countless people in the two worlds with their strange temperament. All have to fall.
But the color of the poison is very light. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many dark needles gathered together, Xie Xuanyang would not have been able to detect the existence of the poison.
"Qingxiao!" Xie Xuanyang reminded loudly, "Be careful of poison!"
At this time, Qing Xiao was facing a broken heart sword. The long sword had only the body but no hilt, but no one was holding it, but it kept attacking the sky as if consciously. The sword moves of this broken heart sword are extremely strange. It looks messy but it moves towards the fatal point. It is more like the use of a dagger in assassination.
If someone else were to meet him, he might suffer, and he would have been killed by this broken heart sword. It's a pity that this sword is facing a master of kendo. Looking in the entire Xiuxian world, no one in the demon world dares to say that a sword can surpass Qingxiao. In front of Qing Xiao, this strange heartbroken swordsmanship was like a young child, and he couldn't even raise his interest in teasing.
Qing Xiao didn't even have to use his sword to deal with it. If Xie Xuanyang hadn't reminded him that the sound was poisonous, Qing Xiao probably wouldn't even need any spiritual power, so he would just use his two fingers to clamp the sword body and break the sword into scrap metal.
But since Xie Xuanyang mentioned it, Qing Xiao had to guard against it. I saw the spiritual power attached to the palm of his hand, a sideways dodging the attack of the Broken Intestine Sword, and at the same time swept over the body of the sword with one hand, the spiritual power was wrapped in the whole sword in just an instant. Qing Xiao's spiritual power carries sword qi, and his sword qi is domineering, but the thin layer of spiritual power shows that it can shatter all things.
The heartbroken sword let out a harsh whine under his spiritual power, and the sword body trembled. Qing Xiao is a person who loves swords, but he never loves the enemy's sword, so he mercilessly flipped his hand and broke the sword to pieces, and he didn't even see a complete piece of the sword.
The sword was broken and hundreds of soldiers rushed forward. At the same time, the ice bed under their feet began to make a rustling sound and began to melt. The melted liquid seemed to have a slightly sour fragrance, but it also had some intoxicating meaning. Obviously Not water.
Xie Xuanyang noticed the sour smell that was sour and sour, his face turned black, and he gritted his teeth in a vicious voice, "Qian, people, drunk! Good you Hua Wenyu!" Human organs, rushed to Qing Xiao, dragged him and ran away.
Compared with Thousand People Drunk, those organs and poisons are not worth mentioning, and the poison in a few organs is not as good as one thousandth of the thousand people drunk.
Thousands of people drunk sounds like the name of wine, but in fact it is a terrible poison. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most terrifying poison in the sky. No one in the immortal world can stand this poison. one cent. A drop takes the lives of a thousand people, regardless of their cultivation, so it is called a thousand people drunk.
This viciousness is not only in its viciousness, but also in its evil.
The thousands of people who were drunk gradually lost their cultivation within three days, and the meridians in their bodies shrank and rotted.
Of course, this is not the worst. The worst thing about this poison is that it poisons not the body, but the soul. No matter how many bodies the poisoned person changed, he couldn't get rid of it when he was reincarnated. As long as you change your body once, you will experience the pain of watching yourself pass away in three days.
This kind of viciousness is banned in Xie Xuanyang's hometown. Anyone who uses it will be punished and stripped of its roots. Now that the maker is dead, it is impossible for anyone to have it except the pharmacist who is still researching the antidote. And Xie Xuanyang's most hated bamboo horse happened to be that damn pharmacist Hua Wenyu.
This Hua Wenyu is not someone else, it is the real name of Liu Wuqing, who has taken the initiative to run to their side since their group came to Dongdu.
Xie Xuanyang and Hua Wenyu have not liked each other since they were young. In the past, there were elders in the family who looked after each other so that they would not cause trouble with each other. Now that they have left the elders' sight, the two have no restrictions.
Xie Xuanyang knew that the bastard Hua Wenyu was holding back at first, but one day he would attack him, but he never expected that he would use a thousand people drunk when he started!
Thinking of Hua Wenyu's smiling face, Xie Xuanyang could no longer control the anger in his heart. He didn't even want the modest demeanor in the past. He scolded this fellow thousands of times in his heart. Tore his face to shreds in front of him.
The materials for making a thousand people drunk are rare, and in order to toss him, Hua Wenyu actually released such a large amount, which is really painstaking.
The thousand drunk people seemed to be sprinkled on every part of the riverbed, as if teasing, they followed Xie Xuanyang along the riverbed and gradually melted out. It was impossible to retreat, Xie Xuanyang could only drag Qing Xiao all the way to the interior of the riverbed.
"Qingxiao, hurry up and get out of here!" Xie Xuanyang shouted as he ran, and he threw the blocking wind art behind them with his backhand, trying to blow the sour fragrance from Qianrenzui to the other side.
This ice bed river channel is very strange. The wind formula that can generate strong winds on weekdays is only one-tenth of the power left, and it can only last for a few moments, which makes Xie Xuanyang have to keep fighting.
"No." Qing Xiao said in a deep voice, "Although I have spiritual power in my body after entering this place, I can't do any tactic. I can't do it in an instant."
"Can't do it?!" Xie Xuanyang asked in astonishment. He can keep throwing wind tricks now, but why can't Qingxiao even pull out the tricks? He hurriedly inspected the meridians.
It's fine if he didn't check it, but this check made his face darken even more when he found out that thousands of people were drunk. When he didn't know when it started, it was no longer spiritual power, but the magic power that had been suppressed in the depths of the meridians.
Although Xie Xuanyang is a half-demon, but because he has cultivated spiritual power since childhood, there is not much magic in his body. He is constantly releasing the wind art again, and now the remaining magic power in his body keeps him out of trouble in an instant, but he cannot take others with him. It's okay to say that Mo Lingyan was put into the spirit beast, but Qingxiao couldn't. Qing Xiao's cultivation is too high, even if he falls asleep, the spiritual power in his body cannot be contained in the spirit beast bag.
Hua Wenyu and Xie Xuanyang knew the bottom line, knew that Xie Xuanyang was a half-demon, and knew how much magic power he had in his body. He dared to set a thousand people drunk, and thought of a way to make it impossible to use his spiritual power. He must have expected that Xie Xuanyang would stay with Qing Xiao and the others.
The purpose of this bastard is not to kill him at all! Xie Xuanyang immediately saw through Hua Wenyu's intentions, and was immediately furious. If he was alone, he would be able to escape, but now Qing Xiao is here. Xie Xuanyang has only two choices, either abandon Qing Xiao and live by himself; or not abandon and die together.
Hua Wenyu's fundamental purpose is to provoke him and Qing Xiao!
Xie Xuanyang was furious, no matter the former Cen family, the Vientiane Box, or the royal family of Xiliang, no one could make him hate it so much that he wanted to eviscerate it like Hua Wenyu.
Qing Xiao also realized the current situation, and put Mo Lingyan into the spirit beast bag and stuffed it into Xie Xuanyang's hands. Hold Xie Xuanyang and stop, "You go."
"Shut up!" Xie Xuanyang glared at him, "Do you think I will throw you here?"
He shoved the spirit beast bag back into Qing Xiao's hands, and pulled out the red lotus behind him with his backhand. The suffocation of the sword seemed to sense the tumbling anger in Xie Xuanyang's heart at this time, which was several times worse than usual.
Xie Xuanyang stabbed his sword into the ice wall on the side, and the only remaining demonic energy was poured into it. For a while, the red lotus in the red sky, which looked like a demonic sword, really became a demonic sword. He grabbed the handle with both hands and slashed down with all his strength.
"Don't think about it!"
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