At noon, Qingxu Valley is not as lively as other places.
A very small amount of light travels through the gaps in the forest, because the sun halo is extremely weak, and now it is sifted by the leaves, leaving only a vague shadow, which not only fails to illuminate the valley, but adds a bit of ambiguity. feeling.
Open the window gently, you can see a bird perched timidly on the branch.
The round body suddenly moved, accompanied by the rustling of the branches and leaves, and under the trembling of the branches, a leaf fell slowly.
It wasn't until he caught a glimpse of the withered yellowness on the leaf that Wen Hemian suddenly realized that it was autumn.
Qingxu Valley has always been quiet, and few outsiders come to disturb, but today there are a few hurried footsteps. He suddenly looked up and saw a familiar shadow.
Xuanxu Sword Sect disciples all know that Elder Xing has lived in Qingxu Valley for a long time, and has listed this place as a forbidden place that cannot be walked.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, most people are probably not out of awe or fear. The main reason should be sympathy for the fallen genius.
And Wen Hemian was most tired of sympathy.
As usual, this emotion would never have been cast on him.
He used to be so proud, but suddenly changed in the immortal and demon war. Whenever he touched the eyes of others who were hesitant to say anything, he would feel uncontrollably and extremely bored.
Those eyes were clearly telling him that Wen Hemian had become a useless waste.
Although this is indeed true.
Fortunately, Qingxugu is inaccessible, so he doesn't need to care about other people's eyes. To this day, only the elders and a few old friends of the sect are still willing to keep in touch with Wen Hemian.
...and a strange little girl.
But today, they appeared in front of his house together.
Wen Hemian was stunned.
"Aiya, Senior Brother Wen! You said that today is so coincidental!"
Tian Xianzi raised his eyes and saw him, raised his lips and smirked without elder grace: "We are in good spirits! Come, come, let me introduce you, this is my little apprentice Ning Ning - I still remember that piece of spirit. Isn't Shuxian Grass? She picked it!"
Ning Ning had come here three and four times to act as a demon before, but now she was brought to Wen Hemian by the master himself, so she could not help feeling a little embarrassed.
She felt the surprised gaze of the other party, tried her best to pretend to be righteous, and met the weak young man's eyes: "Hello, Elder Jiang Xing."
"Ning Ning was seriously injured in the Demon Refinement Tower. After returning from Luan City, he rested alone for a while, so until today, we can bring you here."
Ji Yunkai had to raise his head desperately to meet his gaze, even if he restrained his seriousness, his face that was as pink as a white dumpling could not be seen in the slightest of majesty.
He said with a light cough: "Thanks to her bringing Lingshu Immortal Grass, now to heal your body, all you need is Lone Moon Lotus."
Wen Hemian's eyes flickered, and his gaze fell silently on the face of the little girl not far away.
When walking with the uncles and uncles beside her, she was much more quiet and well-behaved than the few times she had seen before.
And he could clearly feel that the immaturity and ignorance in Ning Ning's eyes gradually faded away, and there was a bit of Zang Feng's sharpness.
He was secretly watching the progress of the Ten Dharma Conference. Since the Dharma Conference ended, he would often be in the forest where they had met.
It's a pity that Wen Hemian has not been able to wait for Ning Ning's shadow. Instead, he got news from Tian Xianzi, claiming that a young disciple had obtained Lingshu Immortal Grass in the Demon Refinement Tower and was willing to give it to him for free.
He only thought that the girl's fresh energy had passed, and he had no interest in himself, a waste person. From beginning to end, he never thought that she was the disciple who sacrificed his life to win the immortal grass.
It was like being played by fate in a wicked way, and the unhappy worries in my heart disappeared at this moment.
Perhaps it is because of this that when Wen Hemian and Ning Ning looked at each other, they felt a little more flattered and embarrassed.
"…Thank you."
Wen Hemian was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Wen has no talent, I don't know how to repay—"
"Stop, stop! We don't need to be so polite!"
Tian Xianzi made a pause gesture, the last sentence was still in a righteous tone, and when he spoke again, his tone instantly softened: "Brother, to be honest, we do have something to ask for. It can only depend on you. , others can't do it."
Wen Hemian didn't believe a word of it when he said this.
His knowledge of the sea was injured and his cultivation base was close to zero. He had already won the seventh-level pagoda without causing trouble to others. How could there be anything in the world that could only be done by him.
However, Tianxianzi made a promise, and mysteriously claimed that "this matter is a long story", Wen Hemian had to invite everyone into the house and listen to him while making tea.
"A strange thing happened in the Demon Refinement Tower during the Ten Ways Meeting - look at this video."
In the interval between his words, Zhen Xiao took out a mysterious mirror from the storage bag, and the mirror surface was dimly lit, and the situation of Pei Ji's infatuation that day appeared.
In the picture, the black clouds were pressing on the top and the black flood dragons were raging. Pei Ji was enveloped in a lot of demonic energy. Ning Ning used sword light to dispel the demonic breath, followed by the beast tide, and Bai Ye stood in front of the two of them.
Wen Hemian read it carefully from beginning to end, and Ji Yunkai's voice came from his ear: "Xiao Wen, do you feel that something is wrong?"
"The boy beside her harbors a devilish energy, so it's only natural that the beast horde will attack."
He nodded and said warmly, "Afterwards, the demonic energy dissipated, and the beasts should not continue to use them as targets, but..."
but it is not the truth.
The beast tide was still swooping towards her and Pei Ji. If it wasn't for Bai Yehu, they would probably have died long ago.
"This is where the problem lies."
Tian Xianzi sighed: "We thought that the source of the beast tide was only Pei Ji, but from what happened later, besides him, Ning Ning was also a moving target for the group of monsters."
Wen Hemian's eyes froze.
"It doesn't make sense."
The young man in white frowned, his tone a little more urgent than before. His voice was as clear as a liquan. At this time, the speed of his speech made his throat itch, and he coughed in a low voice: "Only demonic energy can attract demon beasts. She is just an ordinary person cultivating, so it shouldn't be like this."
"That's why we ask you."
Ji Yunkai took a sip of the hot tea, unable to stop his mouth all the time, and began to chew the leaves picked from the tree outside the house.
"Although Ning Ning is an ordinary person, according to what she said, before the opening of the Demon Refining Tower, someone had replaced the Xianquan used by Pei Ji for healing and replaced it with a corrosive and highly poisonous poison. The bottle of water splashed on my leg."
This was the most puzzling thing for Ning Ning, until the Ten Ways Meeting was over, the culprit for the exchange of Xianquan was not found.
At that time, she was injured by the potion. Although she saw traces of demonic energy in the water, she only regarded it as a necessary ingredient in the poison and did not think much about it.
As for who replaced Xianquan, she and Pei Ji both took it for granted that there was someone who didn't like his bloodline of the Demon Race, so they did something—
But now it seems that it is not so simple at all.
"Hundred Herbs Hall later checked carefully. The magical energy in the bottle was unusual. After immersing in Ning Ning's body, she became a fragrant pastry that exudes strong magical aura at any time in the eyes of the beasts."
Ji Yunkai continued: "Similar to the incense of attracting demons, even if you just stand still, you can have a strong attraction to Warcraft."
He said it bluntly, how smart Wen Hemian was, and immediately understood the unfinished meaning of the words.
This potion was finally applied to Ning Ning by ghosts and gods, but according to the original plan of the mastermind behind the scenes, it should have hurt Pei Ji.
Once Pei Ji is poisoned and enters the Demon Refining Pagoda, he will not only endure the surging demonic energy, but also be submerged by their rich demonic energy in the encirclement and suppression of many demons.
For him, it was undoubtedly a huge torture.
"If the potion is used on Pei Ji, then it will be more than just the demons trapping him."
Tian Xianzi made a firm conclusion: "The only possible outcome is that the demonic energy skyrockets, swallowing up the mind, making him a demon who does not recognize his six relatives and only knows how to kill."
At that time, not only will the beasts suffer, but none of the sect disciples who are with him will survive.
The atmosphere in the room gradually solidified, and Wen Hemian frowned and said in a deep voice, "Is it what the demons did behind this?"
Tian Xianzi didn't answer and asked, "I wonder if my brother still remembers the changes in the ancient woods and forests in Xiaozhongshan back then?"
Seeing the other side nod, he said again: "Now that the demonic energy has dissipated, that ancient tree has grown for thousands of years. If there is no human intervention, how can it suddenly become demonic in the morning and evening? The most thought-provoking point is the source of the forest sea change—"
Wen Hemian lowered his long eyelashes and replied in a deep voice, "It was a disciple named 'Pei Ji' who approached the ancient tree."
Immediately, the sudden change occurred, and countless Immortal Sect disciples suffered calamities.
"Perhaps at that time, someone tried to use him to achieve a certain purpose."
Ji Yunkai said leisurely: "It's a pity that Ning Ning took risks and rescued Pei Ji from the sea of trees, which broke their plan - besides, this is the ten method meeting this time."
He said with a low laugh, as if he found it interesting: "They must have never imagined that they would be disturbed by Ningning again."
Now everything is calm, but if there are not so many coincidences, I am afraid the situation has become out of control.
Wen Hemian pondered for a while: "What is the purpose of them doing this?"
"We can't figure it out either."
Tian Xianzi let out a wry smile from his throat: "The only thing that is certain is that the demons are about to move, and they have secretly planned a plan."
No one spoke for a while.
Ning Ning sat obediently on the wooden chair, listening to him mentioning the Demon Race, the memory of the battle between the Immortal Demons couldn't help but emerge in his mind.
There are a large number of demons, and apart from the demon soldiers who are keen on war and killing, there are also ordinary people with shallow cultivation who have not participated in the war.
All things have spirits, and it is naturally impossible for the cultivation world to eliminate them.
It is worth mentioning that the place where the formation is located is the place where Luo Yuanming met the magic cultivator and practiced the soul refining technique.
An endless desert.
"I'm afraid there is something wrong with the formation. If you want to find out, you must go to the source of the formation."
Ji Yunkai stared at the young man's clear eyes, and told him word by word: "In the decisive battle, countless cultivators died. Those who set up the formation and knew the desert like the back of their hands... Now there is only you."
"We won't force you, it's up to you to decide."
He spoke gently, every word was extremely clear, and he said with decisive strength: "The devil has entered the world, the desert is dangerous, you, go or not?"
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"And then? Did Elder Wen agree to go with us?"
He Zhizhou put a mouthful of sweet and sour eggplant in his mouth, and squinted his eyes happily and twisted: "This eggplant is amazing! How long does Pei Ji's hand grow? It can be selected as a national first-class treasure! Today is also for Junior Brother Pei. The culinary art jumps in 360 degrees with the magic of love spinning in circles!"
Ning Ning's back was numb when he heard his rainbow fart, and made a surrender gesture: "You are normal - he didn't give us a definite answer, he said to calm down and think about it."
She could roughly understand Wen Hemian's thoughts.
He has given up on himself for so many years, and he has long forged an unbreakable shell in Qingxu Valley. Coupled with the inferiority complex he has developed over the years, how can he say that he will leave when he leaves.
It is said that the formation in the desert is called the "Liangyi Dust Formation", which is based on the flesh and blood of several monks, and has been condensed for a long time.
As soon as the formation came out, the Demon Domain was separated from people by an insurmountable barrier. Now that the demons are on the verge of chaos, the only possible explanation is that there is a problem with the formation.
However, they have no evidence, and everything is based on guesswork, so it is impossible for them to go to the desert this time.
In order to thank the grandma who took him in, Meng Jue stayed in Luan City for the time being to help Qiu Baishuang rectify the flower street and slums; Zheng Weiqi went out to conquer demons and could not return, so the only candidates who could go were Ning Ning, Pei Ji, Lin Xun, and He Zhizhou. .
These people are all still young, no matter whether it is a desert or a demon, they are both novel and exciting.
Especially Lin Xun and He Zhizhou, were full of righteousness, and Xiao Bailong's face flushed with excitement when he heard the news, and his back was like a bamboo board: "Thank you, Master! I will definitely do my best!"
Brothers and sisters are all so good, he can't always live under the care of others.
He will definitely work very hard!
As for this moment.
Tian Xianzi has always liked to be lively, so Tailielie proposed to have a meal with everyone to boost his morale the night before his departure. The vast majority of their group only cooked melons, and at Ning Ning's instigation, Pei Ji served as the head chef.
Except for her, the rest of the people didn't know that Pei Ji could cook. He Zhizhou and Tian Xianzi, two poor ghosts, choked up and shouted "God of Cooking" with tears;
Lin Xun's eyes also lit up, claiming to have retrieved the taste of the jade plate delicacy once in the Dragon Palace.
While eating, a group of people talked about the mountains, and Tian Xianzi, as an extremely unreliable master, even brought a few jars of small wine from his collection.
after that-
Thinking of this, Pei Ji couldn't help frowning.
He didn't remember very clearly what happened after that. It should be that everyone went back to the room after drinking a little bit of alcohol.
If I remember correctly, he should have fallen asleep.
Then why... are you still thinking in a daze
The body seemed to be in an inextricable quagmire, and Pei Ji tried to open his eyes.
The shattered light in front of his eyes is scattered everywhere. Both ears were also indistinct, and countless fragmented noises were stretched infinitely, piercing straight into the brain through the eardrum, and mixed into a ball.
His distracted eyes gradually converged. He looked up while he was half asleep and half awake, and saw the black hair flowing down like flowing water, and the girl's face as white as the moon.
Just seeing that face, his heart started beating wildly.
It turned out to be a dream at the moment.
The girl he haunted was sitting on his belly.
The ghostly wandering light and shadow overlapped, passing through the side of her face and the tip of her nose in turn, and finally came to the slender neck with smooth lines, and further down, there was a surging dark color.
Pei Jiyuan didn't dare to look down.
But the dreamland was completely out of control, and the sight that belonged to him fell silently, as if the dark color had become a deep cliff or vortex.
She was roughly covered by a light white thin shirt, and only wore this thread of clothes. Pei Ji recognized at a glance that it was the one he wore on Ning Ning in the cold autumn wind today.
It was obviously too broad, and slipped from her shoulders, revealing her delicate collarbone and the rounded shoulders of the girl.
Below the collarbone is a piece of soft and fair skin, and immediately it is lightly clothed, half-covered and half-exposed.
She put her hands on his chest, her legs slammed together, and her sudden strength turned into a trickle of warmth, causing a fiery agitation.
Pei Ji knew this was a dream.
On the one hand, he hated this kind of sleazy and dirty mind, and on the other hand, all his thoughts were melted by her spring-like eyes, and he fell deeper and deeper.
He really sucks.
"Pei Ji."
She called his name with a smile, and the voice seemed to come from far away and very close, causing him to be in a trance for a moment: "Pei Ji."
Her voice was soft and waxy, and when she touched the eardrum, her brain melted, and it was sweet with the aroma of gardenia.
Before Pei Ji could react, she suddenly saw her leaning over, her red lips parted lightly, and held his Adam's apple.
Just like Ning Ning had done before.
He heard the girl's slow breathing, like vines entangling him gradually, the top of his heart suffocated a little bit by her movements.
As if in response, Pei Ji in the dream reached out and held her slender waist.
Too soft.
It's like holding a pool of water and can't touch the bones, the soft soft meat seems to overflow from the fingers if you're not careful. The thin shirt went up and down due to her breathing, and his palms were hot, so he squeezed it.
So the bright almond eyes were instantly covered with water mist, she raised her head to look at him, her red lips trembled slightly, and she let out a faint breath that was inaudible.
Pei Ji kissed her, and with a little force on her palm, the girl fell softly to the side.
And he leaned up, his kneecap against his trembling side waist, shrouding her in shadows.
The thin shirt has slipped down at an unknown time.
All senses are infinitely magnified.
The dark clouds gradually rose up involuntarily, biting the pure and white moonlight in the sky, the moon moved timidly, and was swallowed up by it little by little.
In the quiet night, there are sparse shadows, dark fragrance bursts, and white smoke blurs the vision.
The turbid clouds are getting thicker and thicker, swallowing the full moon hanging high in the sky. There is no wind around, but the new leaves on the branches are shaking slightly.
He is crazy.
want to touch her.
I want to do my best to please her.
I want to keep her by my side and never leave.
His kiss was careful, and it came down from the ribs to the girl's white and tender ankle.
It was also at this moment that the lustful black pupil suddenly froze.
What should be next...
He couldn't imagine it.
A loud bang without warning.
All the sights in front of him were shattered, clusters of white light exploded, and he heard a knocking sound similar to a knock on the door, as well as a clear girlish voice.
Ning Ning really called out "Pei Ji".
The dream was shattered in an instant.
Pei Jiwu opened his eyes, frowning at the sunlight that came in through the broken window, his eyes that were out of focus flickered, and he heard the noise outside the door.
"Strange, Junior Brother Pei always wakes up early, isn't he still awake today?"
This voice was clear and high, and it should have come from He Zhizhou: "Could it be that yesterday's meal made him work too hard?"
Then Lin Xun's voice was deliberately lowered: "Senior Brother He, where are you going?"
"Isn't there a slit in the window over there!"
So it didn't take long for Pei Ji to see a big head.
The big head belonging to He Zhizhou was embedded in the half-opened and half-closed window.
Pei Ji: …
Pei Ji was expressionless, and for some reason, he pulled the quilt towards him.
"No, Junior Brother Pei! We are both big men, why are you so shy?"
He Zhizhou smiled heartlessly as usual. Seeing him lift the quilt up, he looked a little surprised: "My God, why is your face so red?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the people next to him came up curiously. He Zhizhou understood and moved to the side to make room for her.
The golden light of autumn fluttered under the cover, the breeze lifted the corner of the curtain, and Pei Ji saw Ning Ning's dark eyes.
He was ashamed to see her.
Just like in the dream, she was also warm at this time, and when her thin lips were lightly opened, it made him feel in a trance that he couldn't tell the difference between fantasy and reality, and his heart was like a numbness.
The palm still seems to have that water-like touch.
Pei Ji's head was hot, and he heard the heavy heartbeat in his chest, which made his chest hurt.
It's not such a wonderful experience.
The longing that was buried deep in her heart, and she dared not speak out and be invisible, seemed to be forced to be exposed to the sun. The more she laughed, the more undisguised she made him feel, the more despicable he felt.
"Wow—really blushing."
Ning Ning also smiled and cast his eyes, blinked at him, and looked at the scenery in the house.
Pei Ji's bedroom was clean and tidy, and was meticulously taken care of. The only place that could be called "messy" was the bed in the corner.
The quilts and the people under the quilts were all messed up and scattered. The young man's long loose hair poured down like a waterfall, making his angular face pale.
On the other hand, a strong pink color spread wantonly, covering the end of the eyes, the side of the face and the neck, until it sank into the depths of the messy clothes.
Feeling her gaze, the fingers on the quilt subconsciously exerted force, and Pei Ji lowered his head almost in embarrassment.
"What's wrong?"
Ning Ning laughed out loud at this action, raised his hand and knocked on the window: "Everyone is from the same door, there's nothing to be ashamed of, don't be shy."
He Zhizhou answered seriously from the side: "Junior brother Lin Xun and I can be ignored. You, after all, are a girl, he must be more reserved."
Ning Ning turned to look at him quickly: "It's not like I haven't seen Pei Ji just woke up—"
Halfway through speaking, she gritted her teeth and stopped, and when she looked into the room again, there was a very light red on her face: "Get up, it's time for us to go."
Luckily she didn't know anything, otherwise he would have gone mad with shame.
Pei Ji took a deep breath, her voice was so hoarse that she was scorched by fire: "Well."
He is calm enough.
The most urgent task is to suppress the dryness that is surging all over the body as soon as possible, so as not to let them notice the slightest clue.
As for this quilt...
The boy's eyes were darker, and he lowered his eyelashes to hide the shadows flowing from Wu Sui's brows.
Burn it as soon as no one notices.
Cut off sons and grandsons, smashed bones and ashes.