Lin Shu was thinking about the wealth of the black cat, when a strong wind suddenly passed by his ear, and a gray-white hand pierced through it.
Intuitively, he quickly folded his body, avoiding the blow, Ling Xiao quickly counterattacked, and slapped the living dead man's chest with a forcible palm. The light red spiritual power was fleeting in the air, matching the color of Ling Fengxiao. It's close, it really is the blood of Phoenix Villa.
Holding the cat, Lin Shu couldn't play the piano, avoided attacks and was not very flexible, but fortunately, his cousin was strong enough to keep him from being overwhelmed.
The disciples shared the same hatred for Bei Xia. Even if their injuries did not improve, they all tried their best to pick up their weapons and guard around Lin Shu and Ling Xiao to join in the battle with the living dead. For a time, only the screams of the living dead and the screeching of the living dead were on the Huantang Mountain. The sound of weapons banging ping ping pong pong.
With their help, Ling Xiao's pressure was relieved, and his moves were much easier, giving Lin Shu more opportunities to tug at the cat's ears. Tail.
It's a pity that the cat was completely unconscious. No matter how Ren Lin Shu played with it, he looked like a dead cat with warm fur.
While trying to wake the cat, he followed Ling Xiao and stood within three steps behind Ling Xiao. This area was the safest.
Following along, he found that Ling Xiao's steps were strange.
Although this man's swordsmanship also has the stern and murderous air of the Phoenix Villa's swordsmanship, it is more clear and elegant, the sword light is like snow, and the footwork is also the same. However, with Lin Shu's eyesight, he can see the direction of his movement. Not forced by the war situation.
Under normal circumstances, when people are under siege, they will consciously choose the most suitable direction to break through, and then break through it, but Ling Xiao is not!
He is consciously, but without a trace, heading in a certain direction, and that direction is not an appropriate direction.
Ling Xiao has other intentions!
Lin Shu hugged the cat and followed Ling Xiao around in the chaotic battle, his eyes focused on Ling Xiao's knife.
The melee lasted for about two incense sticks, and Ling Xiao's knife suddenly stabbed at a living dead.
However, when the tip of the knife touched the living dead man's chest, it quickly changed direction and stabbed the throat of a disciple who was helping Ling Xiao to resist the living dead man!
That disciple, Lin Shu even met in the academy!
A disciple next to him exclaimed: "Senior brother! Wrong!"
Ling Xiao sneered, the blade was as bright as snow, and the castration did not diminish at all!
That disciple crossed the sword, and the angle was extremely tricky!
Ling Xiao quickly fought with him.
Lin Shu was surprised to find that Ling Xiao's strength at this time was not weakened or even increased compared to when he fought against Tianlei. .
And that disciple's martial arts were not weak, his swordsmanship was cunning, and he fought with Ling Xiao.
The rest of the disciples saw the ruthless swordsmanship and knew that they might not be walking the right way, so they woke up, and a few of them pulled away from the battle with the living dead to deal with the weird disciple.
Although they were not strong at this time, they finally harassed the disciple. Ling Xiao's swordsmanship was sharp, and he slashed across his shoulder with a knife, splashing a foot-high blood. Again, he stabbed him in the face.
The man protected himself with spiritual power, Ling Xiao's blade was disturbed by the spiritual power, he swiped to the left, wiped his cheek, and made a light red mark.
The two continued to fight, and it was when the outcome was difficult, Ling Xiao suddenly took out his left hand and took him straight in the face again.
At this moment, the spiritual energy around him suddenly erupted, pressing the person to the point of being unable to move. Taking advantage of this moment's delay, Ling Xiao actually tore off a translucent piece of something from the person's face.
-mask!
Several school disciples screamed in surprise: "Kunshan Jun!"
Under the human skin mask, there is a thin and cold face, it is one of the two real people who are responsible for protecting the disciples along the way, Kunshan Jun.
Kunshan Jun is a sword cultivator with a very high level of cultivation. When Lin Shu chose a course, Mr. Meng even asked him why he didn't choose Kunshan Jun's course since he learned swordsmanship.
He was supposed to stay at the foot of the mountain with Renren Fenglei, but why did he disguise himself as a disciple of the school and infiltrate the Huandang Mountain
Moreover, the treacherous swordsmanship and spiritual power all prove that this person has entered the evil way, and may even be the one who controls these living dead!
Ling Xiao said, "I have seen Senior Kunshan."
He said "I have seen the seniors", but his actions were ruthless, and the spiritual power around him was majestic, almost twice as strong as when the melee started.
Simply... terrifying.
Just now, Kunshan Jun is not as good as him, and he is completely suppressed at this time.
I saw Kunshan Jun's lips wriggling, and he quickly said something, and all those living dead suddenly collided with Ling Xiao and Lin Shu!
Ling Xiao waved the knife, and the light of the knife drew out a round of clear light like a crescent moon, opening them all.
But at this moment, Kunshan tyrant raised his sword, and the speed was so fast that the naked eye could not see it clearly. Ling Xiao's left abdomen.
Ling Xiao, however, didn't seem to feel anything, his body turned sharply, and the blade slashed down towards Kunshan Jun with wind and thunder. Kunshan Jun was already at the end of his force. After ten rounds, he was already hit by several knives, and he was completely helpless, and was restrained by Ling Xiao.
A disciple took the initiative to say, "I have a magic chain!"
Kunshan Jun was tied into a zongzi by the magic chain, unable to perform any tricks.
The movements of those living dead immediately became rigid and mechanical, and after a while, they were all restrained.
Ling Xiao stepped in front of Kunshan Jun and said, "Kunshan Jun has a good strategy."
Kunshan Jun's eyes were cold and he said, "...Phoenix Villa!"
"Senior miscalculated," Ling Xiao smiled and said, "Ling Fengxiao is not here, but I am also the direct descendant of Phoenix Villa."
Kunshan Jun turned pale and said, "It's just a fluke."
"Why don't you think that senior, Ling Fengxiao didn't come on purpose?"
Kunshan Jun, who was tied into a zongzi, stared at him coldly.
A disciple looked miserable and said, "Master, you..."
Kunshan Jun ignored him and said nothing.
"Go down the mountain," Ling Xiao said, "this person will be questioned by Tu Longwei."
At this time, the cat in Lin Shu's arms slowly opened his eyes, looked at the chaotic situation, and let out a "meow" blankly.
It was really time to wake up, if it wasn't clear that it was indeed in a coma, Lin Shu would have thought it was pretending to be comatose.
But he couldn't care about the state of the cat at this time.
A large amount of blood has been smeared on Ling Xiao's white clothes, and it is faintly purple-black. The situation is very bad.
Ling Xiao took the healing medicine from Lin Shu, took a few pills, took a few breaths, and seemed to be in good condition.
They went down the mountain, but Tu Longwei was already guarding the bottom of the mountain. Seeing them coming, he immediately handed over to Ling Xiao and escorted them away.
During this process, only the leader of Tulongwei said, "Thank you, Shaoxia, for your help." After that, they didn't have any other conversations.
Ling Xiao asked for two rooms at Xianxiang Inn.
Lin Shu felt that the injury he suffered was really serious, and he still needed to take medicine, so he carried Qin and went back to the room with him.
As soon as he entered the room, Ling Xiao's body suddenly swayed, his face was pale, and his spiritual power was completely exhausted.
Lin Shu stretched out his hand to help him, but he didn't fall down, and sat on the bed of the inn.
Lin Shu asked, "Do you want to bandage it?"
Ling Xiao pressed the wound and said, "Poisonous, wait."
Lin Shu asked, "Do you want to detoxify?"
Ling Xiao looked at him with a gentle expression in his eyes, and said, "No, I'm not afraid of poison."
All right.
Ling Xiao said: "You sit too."
Lin Shu sat next to him.
"Kunshan-kun's matter is to lure snakes out of their holes," he said. "Not long ago, when the North Xia monster appeared in Shangling Academy, Sister Xiao suspected that a high-ranking real person in the Academy was mutiny."
Lin Shu: "?"
"You have invited the old hall master to come out, and 'all things are in me' to observe all things in the world. Since the old hall master said that the monsters have been eliminated, they have indeed been eliminated, and then there are living dead people... It can only be learned The palace has Beixia’s inner response, and he is well-informed. After learning the news of the arrival of the old master Yue, he immediately stayed away from Shangling Mountain, and came back after the investigation was over.”
Lin Shu thought about it for a while, and this is indeed the truth.
The old hall master swore that the academy was clean, and half a day later he encountered the living dead in the library, which made no sense.
Ordinary disciples don't know when the old hall master will come and leave, it can only be a high-ranking real person or a gentleman.
"In previous years, Bei Xia always liked to do some action on Huandang Mountain, but the guards were intimidated, so he could only observe in secret," Ling Xiao said lightly, "This time, the black cat was seriously injured, and the rest of the disciples were also seriously injured. This is a golden opportunity. It is expected that there will be Beixia spies who will take action."
Lin Shu thought about it for a while, it all made sense, but it took a lot of work to identify who Beixia spy was. I don't know how my cousin made the judgment.
Ling Xiao seemed to know what he was thinking, and said, "The rest of the disciples must be willing to help the cat to save the catastrophe. The first few thunderbolts were not very powerful, so I couldn't test the depth, so I started to stop them from taking action."
Lin Shu: "..."
horrible.
Cousin, your brain is really good.
Tianlei's shock to people is aimed directly at the soul, no matter how impeccably disguised it is, under such coercion, there will definitely be flaws, and he will use his skills of housekeeping.
In the chaos, others could not find the flaws, but after all, my cousin was not an ordinary person.
"The spy is a real person in the Academy, and Beixia loves to play tricks on Huandang Mountain. Therefore, the spy is probably one of Fenglei Zhenren and Kunshan Jun." Ling Xiao said, "It really is Kunshan Jun."
Lin Shu sighed.
Ling Xiao looked at him, smiled, and said, "In the next few days, I will have no spiritual power. We will stay in the inn for a longer time."
Lin Shu: "Why?"
Ling Xiao did not answer directly, but asked warmly, "Do you know why Kunshan Jun dared to kill a cat?"
The black cat, who was lying on Lin Shu's shoulders half-dead, shuddered.
Lin Shu: "I don't know."
"Because Ling Fengxiao is not here," Ling Xiao said, "Phoenix Villa's direct line of blood, with the help of the Villa's mind, there is a method called 'Nirvana's Breath'. After the spiritual power is exhausted, there is a chance of life, and it takes half an hour to cultivate. In order to rise to a great realm, he lost his spiritual power for the next seven days."
It turned out that this was the reason why Ling Xiao was seriously injured, but his cultivation level soared, and he directly suppressed Kunshan Jun.
It can also explain why he said "it's okay" when he faced the ninth thunder tribulation.
The cultivation base directly rose to a big realm. Ling Xiao's normal level was Nascent Soul, and after the rise, it was transcendence. Even if he was in the sky, he was very confident.
"If Ling Fengxiao is here, there will be people on Huantang Mountain who are capable of transcending tribulations. Kunshan Jun will never act rashly, but Sister Xiao is not here," Ling Xiao said, "It's a pity..."
It is a pity that people in the world often think that Phoenix Villa is all women, and ignore those boys who do not belong to Phoenix Villa in name, but have the blood of Phoenix.
Kunshan Jun really miscalculated this time, and his cousin's plan is really powerful.
For some reason, Lin Shu remembered what Ling Xiao said to Kunshan Jun earlier, "What if Ling Fengxiao didn't come on purpose?"
This sentence is very scary, and I can't think about it deeply.
He said silently, "You take good care of your wounds."
After a while, I heard my cousin say, "Well."
Lin Shu looked at him.
Ling Xiao met his gaze and seemed to want to say something.
The next moment, his whole body was planted towards Lin Shu.
fainted.
Passed out like a black cat.
Lin Shu supported his fainted cousin and laid him flat on the bed.
In the process of laying flat, I felt blood on my hand.
Let him fall unconscious like this, it will definitely not work, he must be bandaged.
Lin Shu searched the kit and found a pile of medicines, soft cloth bandages, and several bottles of spirit dew.
Then, he started to untie Ling Xiao's clothes and exposed the wound.
He first dampened a soft cloth with spirit dew, and then wiped the blood around the wound.
His fingers touched Ling Xiao's warm and firm waist and abdomen, which made him panic a little and wanted to escape.
However, the next moment, Lin Shu was completely stunned.
After wiping off the blood, there was a black mark next to the three-finger-wide wound.
This mark has a strange shape, like some kind of unseen text.
But he has seen this mark!
In the school, Si Guodong, the captured disciple.
The eldest lady said that this is a long-lost Northern Xia sorcery, called the mantra, which is branded on the soul, and the person who has been engraved with the mantra will keep the secret forever, and he will not be able to tell the thing that the curser wants him not to say for the rest of his life. thing, incomprehensible.