Tensions pervaded the small inn.
Intimidated by the power of Tian Yao's attack, Chen Xingshan's disciples did not immediately make a move. Yan Hui covered her stomach and stood opposite Tian Yao, her eyes swept across the faces of those people, and finally fell on Zi Zi. Chen's face was silent for a moment, and she said to Tian Yao's voice transmission: "After dealing with Ling Fei, how much interest do you still have?"
"Gone."
Tian Yao's voice came to Yanhui's mind, she froze for a moment, and then said, "I'll hold them back later. You go." She took a step forward, but someone grabbed her collar.
"Come back." Tian Yao's voice was calm, and he glanced at the second floor of the inn: "We can go together."
Zhu Li, who had been watching behind the column, met Tian Yao's eyes, and his eyes sank. stand up.
The old servant behind him wanted to hold Zhu Li, but Zhu Li threw his hand away. Seeing that Zhu Li was about to pull out the long sword from his waist, the old servant hurriedly pressed his hand down again, gritted his teeth and looked at him. Looking down at the disciples of Chenxing Mountain, their eyes flashed red, and their wrinkled faces instantly turned hideous.
At the same time, Zichen suddenly turned to look at the second floor: "Demon Qi!"
The place where Zhuli and the old servant stood immediately exploded into a white fog, and in a short while, the white fog filled the entire inn. In the chaos, Ling Fei's voice was still painful on the side of Chen Xingshan's disciples, but she forced herself to calmly shout: "Don't be chaotic, set up a formation."
At this moment, Yan Hui suddenly felt his arms tighten, and turned to look, but Zhu Li, who was a head shorter than him, grabbed her and said, "Follow me."
Without giving Yan Hui a chance to react, Yan Hui felt the wind whistling all over his body, and in the blink of an eye, white clouds were swirling in front of him, and the wind was howling.
There was softness under her feet, Yan looked back and looked down, only to see that what she was stepping on was not a cloud or a sword, but soft gray fur.
Zhuli said beside Yanhui: "Don't panic, Uncle Zhao is going fast, those people can't catch up, we will be able to leave safely."
Only then did Yan Hui realize that she was standing on the back of a huge fox demon.
Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, her heart tightened again: "Where's Tian Yao?" She turned her head and looked for Tian Yao's figure in a panic, but found that the person she was looking for had already sat down calmly and cross-legged behind her. Close your eyes and breathe.
He glanced at her when he heard her shout. He didn't say a word, but it was enough to soften Yan Hui's expression.
As if she suddenly lost her strength, she sat down and said, "It hurts to death..." She rubbed her stomach and reached out to touch her face, but before her fingers touched the wound on her face, she was stretched out diagonally. One hand claps away.
Yan Hui blinked, but saw Tian Yao still staring at her: "Hands are dirty, don't touch them."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuli also squatted down next to him. He took out a white jade bottle from his arms: "I have some medicine here. It can't cure the root cause, but at least it can be relieved. Take it internally to relieve pain, and apply it externally to stop bleeding." He looked Zhan Yan returned to the wound on his cheek and frowned, "That sword cold is so heavy."
"Things in Guanghanmen are all like this." Tian Yao took a sentence, then fell silent and stopped talking.
That sword is something from Guanghanmen? Yan Hui recalled that Ling Fei had never seen this soft waist-covered sword in Chenxing Mountain before. He thought that he had only obtained it recently. Could it be that he asked her sister Suying for it recently
Zhu Li's brows furrowed even tighter when he heard the words: "Your injury is deep, but now the cold can't go away... I think even if the wound heals, it will probably leave a purple scar..."
Yanhui waved his hand indifferently: "What's the big deal of leaving a scar, it doesn't affect eating or sleeping, so keep it if you keep it."
"Staying here means that you have been defeated by that woman?" Tian Yao added a word in the side, "Every time you look in the mirror, do you recall it?"
Yan returned silently, then glanced at Tian Yao sideways.
"Damn..."
For Yanhui, the scar is really not a big deal, but if it becomes a mark of shame, it is another matter of course.
She grabbed the medicine bottle in Zhuli's hand, pulled off the stopper, poured out two medicines, crushed one and wiped it on the wound, and ate the other directly. As soon as the pill was chewed in the mouth, the bitter taste immediately filled the mouth.
She chewed and endured the bitter taste while thinking unwillingly in her heart.
The defeat to Ling Fei this time, although Ling Fei killed her by surprise when she first hit the soft sword, this move seems a bit despicable, but in actual combat, there is no such thing as despicable or not, if you lose, you lose. , The skill is not as good as the person is, there is nothing to justify.
Yanhui has always been very firm on this idea in his heart, the one who wins is the uncle.
In fact, Yanhui knew in his heart that even if Ling Fei didn't have the dagger this time, she might not be able to defeat her.
Since Yanhui left Chenxing Mountain for a month, he has not talked about practicing meditation. He is exhausted every day, and the only thing he has learned new is the sorcery of the nine-tailed fox family that he learned from Tian Yao.
And since Ling Fei was defeated by her last time, she must be the opposite of her, not to mention the daily practice and practice, Chen Xingshan's mental method, in her capacity, a huge library is not for her to learn, now Qingguang Although the real person is missing, if she has the heart to ask Su Ying, it must be a great improvement.
Yanhui gritted her teeth, looking back at herself, she can't find the way to read, and no one can give her some pointers...
Thinking of this, she paused slightly, then turned to look at Tian Yao.
Tian Yao has been staring at her since just now, and when she turned her eyes, she naturally met Tian Yao's eyes.
"Do you have any knowledge of immortal methods?" she asked directly.
"Won't."
"Then teach me magic."
Tian Yao raised his eyebrows slightly: "Want to follow me into the demon path?"
When he asked this, Zhuli next to him also lit up: "Do you want to enter the Demon Dao?"
"Washing the marrow is too painful." Yan refused without thinking. "You just need to teach me the magic art, and I can master it myself."
Zhu Li seemed to disagree very much: "If you want to practice magic, you must wash your marrow and cleanse your bones. If you want to control magic with the inner breath of cultivation, you may become crazy one day..."
"That's another immortal cultivator." Yan Hui's words were arrogant, but it was true. What Zhu Li said made sense, but he didn't know that she had Tian Yao's heart protection scale embedded in her heart. It might be very dangerous for her to learn other sorcery, but if she wanted to learn Tian Yao's magic, it would be completely fine.
Therefore, Tian Yao also kept silent, Bento acquiesced to Yan Hui.
Zhu Liben wanted to persuade him, but when he saw that neither of the parties said a word, he also stopped, and after a while, he only said: "Then are you going back to Qingqiu with me now?"
Yan Hui was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered what happened before she met Ling Fei. She originally... planned to say goodbye to Tian Yao! Then the mountains are high and the rivers are far away, and they will not care about the dispute between the fairy and the demon in the Central Plains!
how to now...
It seems to be held tighter.
"They seem to have decided that you will be with me."
yes…
Yan Hui only felt powerless for a while, and there was no real evidence to prove that she was fornicating with the demon clan, but now it's good...
Tian Yao slashed Ling Fei's face with a magic technique, and she was rescued by a monster with a magic technique. She really couldn't wash herself if she jumped into any river... However, if she couldn't wash it, she couldn't wash it out, right or left... Already so.
Yan Hui gritted his teeth: "Go!"
Where else can she go without going to Qingqiu, Immortal Dao in the Central Plains, after today, I am afraid she will no longer have a place to stand.
Tian Yao heard the words and did not have any objection. After all, compared to the current Central Plains, Qingqiu Country is indeed the place he should go.
Zhu Li listened to Yan's reply, his face jumped for a moment, he pressed it down again, and said with a gesture: "Entering... entering Qingqiu country, we must abide by our rules. The ethnic group resents immortal cultivators deeply, you, Don't make any mistakes yourself, I won't show my face to help you when that time comes!"
Before Yanhui could answer, Zhuli seemed unable to hide his happiness, ran to the fox's head, and said a few words beside the ears that were as high as the others, following the wind, some words fell in Yanhui's ears intermittently: " Wait three days, yes, and I'll know she'll go with me."
Yan Hui pouted: "I'm still a little kid after all..."
Tian Yao silently said, "It's very similar to you."
Yan Hui sneered: "Don't you have this virtue sometimes?"
Tian Yao didn't answer any more, just turned his eyes and looked into the distance, the sunset had already set on the mountain, and the afterglow was shining in the southwest. He calmed down and could feel a breath that he was all too familiar with circulating in the air, the more he went to the southwest, the stronger it became.
What part of his body is it...
Tian Yao lowered his eyes and thought deeply, the one buried here is the dragon tendon or the dragon heart
When crossing the border of Qingqiu, I still encountered a lot of obstacles, but because of Zhuli's identity, when approaching the border, there were already people on the demon clan's side. There are demon clan people fighting with immortal cultivators, but they didn't let anyone get in their way.
Before entering the border of Qingqiu, you have to fly over the last mountain in the border - Sanchong Mountain.
Yanhui looked down on the clouds, and there were traces of the battle between the two factions of the fairy and the demon 50 years ago at the foot of the triple mountain. bottomless scars.
Fifty years ago, after the final battle between Qingguang Zhenren and Qingqiu, they ruled by demarcation.
This crack, which can be seen clearly in the sky, is the boundary left at that time.
Yan Hui was looking at the "historical site" below and suddenly saw Tian Yaoer who had been sitting beside him stand up.
Yan Hui asked subconsciously, "What's wrong?"
Tian Yao's eyes flickered slightly: "It's the dragon tendon."
Yan Hui froze for a moment: "What?"
Tian Yao's mouth hooked: "My dragon tendons are trapped here."
Yanhui blinked, then looked down: "Sanzhong Mountain?" Yanhui was puzzled, "But didn't you say that your dragon tendons were trapped by fire prisoners, where did this mountain come from..."
Before he finished speaking, a flash of fire suddenly appeared from the earth, which had become unclear because of the darkness of the sky. Yan Hui looked down and was stunned.
I saw hot magma flowing from the boundary that was still bottomless just now. The magma slowly flowed through the bottom, then slowly filled the crack, and finally sprayed up, the lava splashed out, and fell on one side to cool into The stone was removed, and then the magma under the ground was still rolling, and after a while the lava full of cracks disappeared again.
The cracks were not filled with cooled magma, but the stones next to it were also burned red, showing how hot the lava gushing from the ground was.
This triple mountain...
It was an active volcano.