Chu Yu was silent for a while, suddenly thinking about it, and worrying from his heart.
what does this mean? Could it be that the people present... what, can they break the formation
What kind of bad taste is this! Master, can't you make normal friends!
Seeing that Chu Yu's face was a little weird, Xie Xi, who was staring at him without blinking, also turned his gaze to the stone slab, looked at it for a moment, and pondered, "This is written on it, ancient things?"
Alas!
Chu Yu's face was shocked, and when he looked carefully again, a mouthful of old blood almost spewed out. Originally, the handwriting was blurry, and the person who wrote it dishonestly drew a series of horizontal strokes. At first glance, it really looks like a kiss with tongue. On closer inspection, it is an ancient artifact...
豮艸芔茻!
Chu Yu seemed to be able to hear the frenzied laughter of the group of rotten girls on the bullet screen at this time, rubbed his forehead, coughed dryly, and said without changing his face: "Yes, ancient things... what ancient things?"
Lu Qing'an also came over, silently looked at the scribbled writing on the slate for a moment, put the slate into the storage ring, and said softly: "Follow me."
Before Chu Yu could stand up and follow Lu Qing'an, Chu Sheng picked her up and walked away with her half in her arms. This act of protecting the calf made Chu Yu's heart quite complicated. Looking at the protagonist who was standing there still smiling faintly, but with dark eyes, he felt a little distressed for no reason.
The protagonist lost his parents at such a young age, and has never felt the care of his relatives. The Chu family never hides their care for him. This has been seen too much. Thinking about myself, can the child feel better...
Lu Qing'an led a few people to the coffin in the center of the hall. Needless to say, everyone knew that there was a mystery in the coffin, and they all looked at it, only to find that there was a hole under the coffin. Judging by the size, it just fits a sword.
Lu Qing'an pulled out the imbalance at his waist, and inserted it directly.
A faint red light then lit up, slowly condensing on the hilt of the sword three large Chinese characters—Gu, Wu, Hu.
Chu Yu was expressionless: "..."
Antiquity Lake
The lake outside is called Antiquities
Master, what is going on with your friend's brain circuit!
Lu Qing'an obviously couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, pulled out the unbalanced sword and put it away again, seemed to think of something, dazed for a while, that rare smile gradually faded away, and returned to the bleak and cold silence like ice and snow.
Chu Yu was silent.
Just like Chu Shuangtian lost his Taoist companion, with Lu Qingan's temperament, he probably doesn't have many friends, and losing one friend would be enough for him to be sad for hundreds of years.
Moreover, a disciple of the righteous way and a master of the demon sect became friends... From this hearing, it was very difficult for the two to become friends, probably because they cherished each other and shared similar interests.
Although he was a little embarrassed, Chu Yu didn't have the position and qualifications to comfort Lu Qingan and cook a pot of chicken soup, and Lu Qingan probably didn't need it either.
The two were silent for a moment, and then walked out of the hall one after another.
Chu Shuangtian was a little puzzled: "Fellow Daoist Lu, you seem to be familiar with this place? And you're not defending?"
Father Chu, why did you poke someone's wound!
Chu Yu was taken aback, thinking that Lu Qing'an would be angry, but unexpectedly, Lu Qing'an just stopped and said calmly without looking back: "I know Shen Nian's temperament."
Master's good friend... Shen Nian
Shen Nian? ! !
Chu Yu's steps froze, and his face became stiff for a moment.
Chu Sheng noticed that something was wrong with Chu Yu, and worried about his pulse: "Little brother, what's wrong?"
Chu Yu twitched the corner of his mouth: "...it's nothing."
He lowered his head, but his thoughts couldn't help flying to ten years ago.
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The moment Chu Yu opened his eyes, as expected, he saw the pale and evil face of the young lord of the evil way again, sticking to the golden light bowl, staring at him with a smile in his eyes.
Chu Yu said reservedly: "Young master, are you not afraid that I will accidentally stab you with a sword?"
The young master of Mo Dao still smiled politely and politely: "If Mr. Chu is willing to take the initiative to withdraw the golden light bowl and seek his own death, I will be very happy."
As if responding to his words, other demon monks around drew their swords out one after another, surrounded the golden light bowl, full of murderous aura.
Chu Yu rolled his eyes silently, he was almost used to this kind of onlookers, he lowered his head and counted, he was imprisoned for almost seven days.
It's boring enough here, and I don't know how the protagonist of the original book survived ten years.
While thinking about it, Chu Yu harassed the system: "In the original book, the protagonist's ten years of entering the mausoleum were briefly mentioned, and he didn't say where he picked up anything. Anyway, I'm your client. Give me a hint?"
System: "Heh~heh~"
Nima dare to haha!
Chu Yu was furious, turned off the system interface, looked up at the Demonic Young Master who was sitting outside the golden bowl discussing something with his subordinates, and lazily said: "You snatched the Fenglingcao in such a hurry, but you waited so leisurely. Here, are you not afraid of delaying the business?"
The young master said softly: "My main business now is how to kill you."
Chu Yu was speechless: "Excuse me, let me ask, when did we become enemies?"
Could it be the person who offended the original owner? It is normal for the original owner to be so arrogant, noble and glamorous, and not take it seriously when he offends someone.
The young master still spoke softly: "It's not when the feud was formed, but when Fang Yecheng saw it, he thought that the third son of Chu was very handsome, so he couldn't help but wanted to kill you."
…Go to the pervert of Nima.
Is this person one of those demon monks outside Fang Ye City
Chu Yu snorted secretly, and continued to ask: "Are you the young master of the Beast Controlling Sect?"
"Of course not." The young master was quite patient, and sat across from Chu Yu, with a smile on his face, as if two friends were making tea and playing chess, talking about the past, in a friendly manner, "My father is the owner of Meiyin Valley. "
Chu Yu, who is ignorant of the world, looked blankly: "Meiyin Valley? What are you doing? Killing people by tricks?"
The veins on the young master's forehead twitched, but he was still very self-cultivated: "Yanzhong majors in rhythm, and the technique of charm... although there are also, but it's just an auxiliary skill."
... Judging from his appearance, you can tell that this is the opposite of what he said.
Chu Yu suppressed his smile, and nodded solemnly: "So... I know a fellow disciple who is very interested in the melody of your sect. If you meet him, the young master can take care of him."
The young master had a half smile but not a smile: "Oh?"
Chu Yu said: "You have seen it just now, Tianyuan Sect. They look sour and mean, they are soft-boned, they like to deceive people, and they like to put on airs."
The young master snorted: "It's him. If it wasn't for the urgent time, I would have planned to kill him too. But I got a reminder, and I can take care of him in the future battle."
Chu Yu nodded with a smile, and really wanted to shake hands with the young master. The young man has a future, it would be even better if he wasn't worried about his life.
But... This is inconsistent, saying that time is urgent, but staying here is a waste of time, and he is not afraid of a thunderbolt coming down out of thin air to refresh him.
Chu Yu looked at the young master, sighed, and was about to say something, when suddenly there was a thunderous sound in the distant sky, like the sound of splitting mountains and cracking the ground, the originally drowsy sky was instantly black as ink, and the surroundings were extremely fast Darkness sinks. In the dense black clouds, soon there was a golden snake dancing wildly, as if the world had disappeared.
Chu Yu was overjoyed: It's really what you say.
Seeing this posture, the young master of Charming Valley finally couldn't go on leisurely, and immediately called out the spirit devourer to leave, and took a moment to glance at Chu Yu: "Your Excellency, you really plan to sit here for ten years with the golden light bowl? Golden light Although the bowl is a treasure of defense, it may not be able to protect you from retreating in the mausoleum ruins."
Chu Yu was expressionless: "I hear what you mean, are you willing to take me out for free?"
The young master of Charming Sound Valley laughed: "How is that possible."
After saying that, he waved to Chu Yu, turned around and got into the black hole gnawed by the spirit devouring insects.
In a short while, all traces of the sorcerer monks disappeared.
Chu Yu breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then became sad again: It's true, the mausoleum is unpredictable, and it may not be easy to grow mushrooms here quietly.
The thunder rumbled for a while, and a golden lightning bolt pierced through the sky and earth, and exploded three inches in front of Chu Yu with a "bang". When the smoke and dust dissipated, a deep pit was revealed.
Chu Yu's eyebrows twitched.
豮艸芔茻... If you hit the golden light bowl dozens or hundreds of times, I am afraid that the golden light bowl will have cracks.
The lightning disappeared, and the surroundings were still in a daze, and it was hard to see anything clearly. Chu Yu squinted his eyes and was thinking about countermeasures. In the darkness, something suddenly tapped on the golden light bowl.
The three sounds of "Boom, Boom, Boom" are unhurried, like a visitor.
Chu Yu was taken aback, and vaguely saw someone standing outside the golden bowl.
The ruins of the great battle of the ancient monks were all gone just now, where did they come from
Chu Yu's hair was standing on end, his hands and feet were cold all of a sudden, he pursed his lips, stared at that spot, and cautiously raised Xun Sheng horizontally.
The "person" outside seemed to be thinking about something, for a moment, a chuckle sounded. There was another lightning strike in the sky, and the light and shadow flashed, and the appearance of the person standing outside the golden light bowl was also reflected in an instant.
In just a split second, Chu Yu took a rough look.
He was quite young, he looked no more than twenty-five or sixteen, but who knew how old the ghosts wandering in the mausoleum were. He looks good, although it is only a glimpse, but you can see sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome and handsome, he should have been a romantic person before his death.
Just as he was thinking, the people outside said unhurriedly: "Oh, it's been a long time since I saw a living person, look at your clothes, Tianyuanmen?"
Chu Yu resisted Mao Mao's feeling, and laughed dryly: "Senior, do you know about Tianyuan Gate?"
The man sighed: "I don't know, it's just a sudden idea, it seems that I have an extremely important old friend in Tianyuanmen..."
That should not be the enemy.
Chu Yu's eyes were filled with tears: "That's it, senior, please rest in peace, junior will go back and burn incense for you."
"Then there's no need." The man seemed to sizing Chu Yu up for a while, then he smiled, "Your aptitude is good, I happen to be short of a container to nourish my soul, so I borrowed it."
Before Chu Yu could utter a word, his body froze suddenly, and a red light flew directly across the golden light bowl, and entered his body in an instant. After a while, the numbness disappeared, and Chu Yu quickly looked inside, and was heartbroken to find that there was a red light cluster in the dantian.
brother who are you...
As soon as he thought of it, the man's lazy reply sounded in his head: "I also forgot who I am, I just remember that my name seems to be Shen Nian. You can rest assured, I don't want to take the house away."
Chu Yu remained vigilant.
Shen Nian said: "You are so ugly, your aptitude is so poor, if you take away your home, how can you meet people when you go out?"
Chu Yu: "..."
Who said just now that he has good qualifications!
Shen Nian continued: "I will use your body to nourish my remnant soul, and I will not treat you badly. I am already familiar with the mausoleum, and I know how to leave the mausoleum early."
…
"Little brother?"
Chu Yu suddenly came back to his senses, raised his head to meet Chu Sheng's worried eyes, reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth, and walked slowly to the edge of the lake to look down.
This lake does not reflect people.
Chu Yu sighed, turned his head to look at Lu Qing'an with a serious face, and looked inwardly at the ball of light in his body that had become extremely small and dark because he helped him leave the mausoleum early, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Woj! ! !
If I'm not mistaken, this Shen Nian is probably Master's good friend!
The soul fragment that has been warmed in his dantian for ten years turned out to be the master of the Jinghuamen with a unique style of painting and taste—
Do you want to tell Lu Qingan
While he was worried, Lu Qing'an had already stood in front of the ancient object lake, looked down, raised his hand to cover the cold, and swung his sword.
The powerful sword energy slashed into the lake water, but the lake water didn't ripple at all. Instead, the starry sky in the sky suddenly distorted.
Lu Qing'an had the bottom line in her mind, and swung out her sword again, the lake water suddenly turbulent, and arrows flew out like a hail of arrows.
Lu Qing'an was startled, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, she raised her sword casually to block it. Chu Yu was in a daze, didn't notice Jian Yu, and before he could react, he was pulled into his arms by Chu Shuangtian to protect him.
what's going on
Lu Qing'an frowned and glanced at Chu Shuangtian: "Chu Shuanghe changed many restrictions in the secret realm."
Chu Shuangtian rubbed Chu Yu's hair, walked to Lu Qingan's side, and looked down at the lake water: "Fellow Daoist Lu trusts the Master of Jinghuamen so much that he won't set up anything harmful?"
Could it be, just look at the bluffing coffin in the main hall just now.
Lu Qing'an glanced at him indifferently, turned around and raised his sword to split the restriction in the lake, when a sword light suddenly lit up, as fast as lightning, stabbing viciously at the defenseless Lu Qing'an.
Chu Yu's heart beat coldly.
Yinhong!
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The next chapter is the daily sadistic brother ＿(:з"∠)＿
Suddenly, I felt that the young master of the demon way is so cute, and he is a good match with the third junior brother!
The cp of the third junior brother is you! I want to run!