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… He did not know when he had returned to the bedroom, lying on the bed, with both feet in shackles, unable to move.
Meng Chongguang hugged his waist tightly from behind, and slept very sweetly. The hot wind blew on Xu Xing's neck, which was very itchy.
It seems that today, after he fainted, he took the initiative to talk to Meng Chongguang, and half-truly explained his intention to come to the Wilderness. Meng Chongguang thought he was showing his favor, and the old account between himself and him had already been written off. Dare to be so presumptuous.
As usual, the sky geometry cannot be seen outside the window.
Xu Xingzhi wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and let out a long sigh.
Meng Chongguang heard a little movement, and unconsciously tightened his arms: "... um, senior brother... "
Xu Xingzhi was panicked by him and tried to take his hand away. However, Meng Chongguang's arm seemed slender, but it was like steel that had been smelted horizontally.
Xu Xingzhi had this experience of being unable to move in a dream just now, and now he has experienced it again, and it doesn't feel very good.
He turned over in the shackles with difficulty, trying to push Meng Chongguang away from the front.
When he turned around, Meng Chongguang hugged Xu Xingzhi tightly and moved forward.
... Xu Xingzhi's lips brushed a soft spot.
The rubbing of the flesh of the lips made Meng Chongguang suddenly open his eyes: "...Senior brother?"
Xu Xingzhi was a little embarrassed, his arms crossed Meng Chongguang's chest, and pushed him back: "I can't breathe."
Meng Chongguang took the initiative to stick his forehead over: "Don't you like this, senior brother?"
Xu Xingzhi: "..."
Brother, please respect yourself.
Meng Chongguang's face was pure and innocent: "This way, senior brother will not be cold."
Xu Xingzhi was really afraid of the cold, Meng Chongguang hugged him so tightly, except that he couldn't move, it was really warm.
Meng Chongguang's body temperature is neither hot nor cold, the temperature is just right, and the ironing is comfortable, like a winter coat cut too small, with the Xu Xingzhi inside there being nowhere to escape.
However, since Xu Xingzhi didn't like being restrained, Meng Chongguang relaxed the muscles of his arms and said, "Senior brother, sleep a little longer."
Xu Xingzhi finally lay down more comfortably, he slightly moved his aching waist, and squinted to look at the top of the bed.
Xu Xingzhi didn't close his eyes, Meng Chongguang looked straight at him: "Why don't you sleep?"
Xu Xingzhi: "... There is light outside."
There is no sun in the wild, there is only a light wheel that hangs on the western sky all year round, like the moon, but the light is cheap like a fruit candy that melts at any time, so there is no white night in the wild, from morning to night. It was always gloomy, there was light, but it was not too strong, and the time seemed to be forever fixed on a cloudy evening.
The rubbing of the corners of his lips just made Xu Xingzhi awake a lot, and now there is no atmosphere to sleep at all. Although Xu Xingzhi is tired, he has no desire to fall asleep.
After a while, the light in the room disappeared little by little until it was completely engulfed.
Xu Xingzhi was surprised, and when he turned his head, he saw the vines crawling and rustling, forming a dense net of plants by the window, smashing the light outside the window inch by inch, isolating it.
The room sank into a deep darkness.
Meng Chongguang lowered his voice and asked cautiously, "Senior brother, is this okay?"
Xu Xingzhi couldn't see Meng Chongguang's face clearly, but the tone of his puppy's pleasing tones made him a little softer; "It's good."
Meng Chongguang's voice was soft: "Am I good?"
Xu Xingzhi almost laughed: "It's okay."
Meng Chongguang begged: "Then... can senior brother hug me?"
Xu Xingzhi: "..."
"Just for a moment." Meng Chongguang was messing around, "Just treat it as a prize..."
Before he finished speaking, he was hugged tightly by Xu Xingzhi with one hand, as if he was afraid that he thought it was fake, and Xu Xingzhi's left hand patted him on the back.
Xu Xingzhi's body was cold, and when his left hand touched his back, the cold temperature made Meng Zhongguang shiver.
He froze in place, surprised and delighted.
Xu Xingzhi didn't know why he hugged him, but vaguely felt that if he didn't hug, Meng Chongguang would be thinking wildly again, and then he would make a fuss and talk about nine lanterns, and it would be over.
He commanded softly: "Don't make trouble. Go to sleep."
Meng Chongguang didn't speak, grabbed Xu Xingzhi's front, just buried his head in Xu Xingzhi's chest without saying a word, it really looked like a small domestic animal.
Xu Xingzhi didn't feel annoyed when he was rubbing against him like this, but he was a little sleepy, and he fell into a deep sleep within a quarter of an hour.
When Xu Xingzhi fell into sleep, Meng Chongguang got out of his arms and held his hand very lightly, so that his palm was close to the top of his hair, and he moved actively, squinting his eyes in comfort. .
… head, back, shoulders, cheeks. No matter where the body is, as long as the senior brother touches it, he likes it very much.
And Xu Xingzhi dreamed of Xiao Meng Chongguang again.
In other words, it was the memory of the original owner that broke into his mind again while he was sleeping, and the memory took over the previous breakpoint and continued to unfold.
… noticed the unusual sparkle on the jade on the neck, and when he came to Taihua Mountain, Xu Xingzhi's legs were still soft.
Thinking of the picture of the arthropod squirming in Wen Xuechen's palm, Xu Xingzhi's back kept getting goosebumps.
But when he saw several disciples who were dragging their armor and rushing towards him, he lost his mind and rushed forward with a few strides, grabbing a disciple from Fengling Mountain who was dressed in white just like him: "What's the matter? What's wrong?"
When the few disciples dressed in different costumes saw Xu Xingzhi, they were like little beasts who saw the mother beast, rushing in a panic, surrounding Xu Xingzhi in the right place.
The disciple was so flustered that his lips were white and his face was blue, and he couldn't stop shaking: "Senior Brother Xu... Xu... Xu..."
Xu Xingzhi grabbed his front and slapped his head with a fan: "Speak!"
The disciple was crying and his knees were soft, almost hanging on Xu Xingzhi's body: "We just want to take the faded scales of the fat residue... I didn't expect to wake it up..."
Xu Xingzhi frowned.
Taihua Mountain is as high as a thousand kilometers, and there are fat beasts living in it. It has six legs and four wings. It feeds on blood. It sleeps all the year round, but it is very sensitive. Those who bite can not kill.
The terrifying roar of alien beasts came from the forest, the sound was like thunder, a row of trees rumbled down, and the dust and smoke rose.
Xu Xingzhi roughly counted the people and asked, "Is there anyone else in the forest? How many of you are here to get scales?"
The disciple looked around: "It seems that there is one person missing, he, he said he wants the queen..."
Xu Xingzhi suddenly changed color: "Didn't I tell you, if you are offended by alien beasts, you have to run away? Are these weird creatures casually beaten by your outer sect disciples?"
He harnessed the aura, the wind blew under his feet, and rushed straight towards the forest.
Approaching the center of the explosion of spiritual power, Xu Xingzhi saw a young disciple dressed in Qingliang Valley being caught by one of the claws of the six-legged and four-winged snake-shaped beast.
Feiyi's body is covered with shiny and sharp scales, the fat snake head is raised high, and the breath can't stop spitting out small flames.
It aimed the huge snake mouth at the boy who couldn't stop struggling.
Seeing that the boy was about to be lit by Fat Yi as a candle, Xu Xingzhi took two steps in the void, and threw the folding fan in his hand like lightning with one hand.
The folding fan turned into a three-pointed, two-edged sword in the air, stabbed at the back of Fei Shi's head.
The moment the tip of the knife touched the fat leftover, it shattered into several pieces with a clanging sound.
Feiyi has a sharp carapace all over his body, and this blow is naturally nothing, but it is enough to attract its attention.
Xu Xingzhi flipped his right hand, and several truncation knives returned to his hands, forming a folding fan.
In a few moments, Xu Xingzhi was so daring and arrogant that he stepped on the fat giant head and stepped on its head to the ground. Immediately, he ran down its sticky and disgusting back. After running a few steps and calculating the seven-inch position, the folding fan turned into a fish-gut sword.
Xu Xingzhi mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, and with a swing of the sword, he chopped off a large piece of flesh from the seven inches of the fat leftover!
Feiyi was in pain, roared wildly, naturally released his claws, and came to bite Xu Xingzhi.
The teenager fell from the fat left claws, Xu Xingzhi saw that he was about to hit a rock, the fish intestine sword instantly turned into white silk, and the volley was thrown out like an arrow, just wrapping the teenager tightly from top to bottom, and then pulling it back, he was treated as a dumpling. The wrapped boy flew up and crashed directly into Xu Xingzhi's arms.
Now that people have been rescued, Xu Xingzhi does not need to entangle with this monster anymore.
Holding the boy in his arms, he flew forward.
Seeing the redness, the fat man was in pain, and he was willing to give up easily, so he chased after him with a roar.
It looks clumsy and fat, but it runs as fast as a thunderbolt. Every time it takes a step forward, Xu Xingzhi is shocked and his blood is surging.
… it’s so fucking hard to deal with.
Xu Xingzhi was racking his brains thinking about the way to get out, and he felt an abnormal power fluctuation coming from his arms.
The fat man behind him suddenly growled sharply.
Xu Xingzhi took a closer look and saw a rotten bone tiger with only half of its body left emerging from the ground, biting Fatty's tail desperately.
The appearance of this strange bone tiger bought them time to escape.
Xu Xingzhi's heart was startled, and he couldn't help lowering his head and looking into his arms.
The boy in his arms was wrapped in white silk so that only a pair of eyes remained, but those eyes were glowing turquoise like a fox ghost.
Several places in the white silk had been stained by the blood gushing from the wounds on his body, but he still gritted his teeth and drove the bone tiger, which had been dead for a long time, to let it entangle the fat and never let go.
... He was radiating a ghostly air that couldn't be clearer.
Xu Xingzhi didn't have time to stop and take a breath until he flew out of Feiyi's pursuit range.
He removed the white silk from the boy's body, turned it into a bamboo tube, and went to a clear stream to draw some water.
The injury on the boy's body was not minor, and he wasted too much. At this moment, it was impossible to walk away from Xu Xingzhi.
After recovering from the dying fight just now, the young man knew that he had just acted arrogantly to cultivate the magic power of the ghost, and exposed his identity. Put your head in your chest.
Xu Xingzhi handed him the water tank, and asked directly, "Are you a ghost repairer? A descendant of Mingya Kingdom?"
The young man did not dare to pick it up, nor did he dare to say a word.
Xu Xingzhi said calmly: "As far as I know, Mingya Kingdom was destroyed as early as six years ago."
The teenager was so nervous that he almost cried: "Senior Brother Xu..."
Xu Xingzhi did not give him any buffer: "As a descendant of the ghost race, why did you enter Qingliang Valley? What are your plans?"
The injured teenager slipped to his knees in panic and raised his face: "Senior Brother Xu, I didn't mean to infiltrate the Immortal Sect... I just lost both my parents and I have nowhere to go. I happened to encounter Qinglianggu recruiting talents with spiritual roots. Outer disciple, I just…”
The boy gave birth to a very cute baby face. When he pursed his lips, there was a small deep dimple on the side of his cheek. At this moment, his eyes had turned from light blue to black, round and full of pure panic.
From his actions just now, Xu Xingzhi judged that this is just a little devil who has just practiced a little bit of ghost magic, and it is very likely that a human and a ghost are mixed blood, and the twins of the two veins are born, that is, they can cultivate both in one body. He can practice both the ghost race and the righteous way.
Probably because of his special physique, Qinglianggu, who accepted him, found nothing unusual.
Although he was the queen of all the disciples who angered the fat family just now, although he said that this was tantamount to using a man's arm as a car, it was quite stupid, but because of his loyalty, Xu Xingzhi didn't feel much ill will towards him.
He bent down and asked in a calm tone, "No hurry, speak slowly. Tell me first, what's your name?"
The boy bit his lip, his voice barely audible: "Lu... Lu Yujiu..."
Xu Xingzhi was trudging through the forest with a dying corpse on his back.
But after all, the surroundings were too quiet, so quiet that it made one's heart tremble, and Xu Xingzhi simply whistled.
The whistle was clear, as if it could seep into the wet rocks.
He played an ancient tune quite smoothly, and then praised himself sincerely: "It's really good."
The man behind him moved slightly, and a wave of heat blew onto his neck.
… as if laughing.
But when Xu Xingzhi turned around, his head was quietly resting on his back, motionless.
Probably an illusion.
Passing through the woods, jagged hills began to appear one after another. Xu Xingzhi's legs were weak, and he was really exhausted. He simply picked up a dry cave and drilled into it.
There was a moss-covered rock in the cave. Xu Xingzhi wanted to put the man down against the rock, but he found that the arms seemed to be stiff, and he almost exhausted all his strength to wrap around his neck. , leaving only a little room to breathe.
It's good that Xu Xingzhi didn't put him down. If he planned to put him down, he would easily strangle him to death if he was not careful.
Xu Xingzhi was very helpless, and he didn't dare to pat his body, for fear of accidentally shaking his fragile arms and legs: "Hey, wake up. Can you wake up?"
The person behind him wriggled.
Xu Xingzhi said, "Let's rest here for a while. You let me go."
The person behind him struggled to let go of his curled arm a little, but did not really let go of Xu Xingzhi, but clenched the corner of his clothes.
His voice was still hoarse after being burned out: "...Are you going?"
Although this face is so terrifying, Xu Xingzhi's heart is quite calm.
On the one hand, he just had a short fight with the monster, and his face was splattered with blood, and now everything is calm.
On the other hand, in the wilderness where monsters are crowded, a monster that basically maintains the shape of a human does not seem to be so scary.
Xu Xingzhi placed the man on the rock, and carefully removed his coat, wrapped it around him, and said, "...don't go."
The man's burned-out eyes looked straight at Xu Xingzhi, and said weakly, "Why save me?"
Xu Xingzhi tucked his clothes away: "Why are there so many?"
He murmured, "What if I die on your back?"
Xu Xingzhi thought it was amusing: "Of course I carry you home. Could it be possible to throw you in the middle of the road?"
After that, he stood up and said, "There is a river outside, I'll go get some water and come back. Don't peel off your clothes, or you won't cry if your flesh is torn."
The man grabbed the clothes that Xu Xingzhi wrapped for him like a puppy: "...It doesn't hurt."
When Xu Xingzhi left, he grabbed Xu Xingzhi's sleeve and sniffed it greedily.
Pieces of flesh on his body rustled as he pulled, but he didn't seem to notice the pain at all.
He whispered, "Senior brother, brother."
Xu Xingzhi walked out of the cave and squatted down by the river. He still had a sense of unreality in his heart, and he couldn't go.
He squatted down and tried to wash the blood off his hands, but while he was washing, the bloody smell became more and more thick, which was unbearable.
Xu Xingzhi's knees suddenly softened, and he retched several times by the river, but didn't spit out anything.
He wiped his mouth, lay down by the river, looked up at the wild green sky, and reached out to touch his waist.
The so-called dagger soaked with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is still there, reminding Xu Xingzhi of his unfinished task.
Xu Xingzhi didn't notice that in the forest dozens of feet away from him, a snake head the size of a dustpan slowly swam out.
The snake only had a complete head, and the torso was a snake bone, with only some carrion attached to it.
The snake silently spit out a bright red letter in the direction of Xu Xingzhi, and moved its jaw again.
Its jaws are open enough to bite off Xu Xingzhi's head.
Xu Xingzhi was ignorant, just lying in a daze.
The snake approached Xu Xingzhi step by step, but stopped when he was only ten feet away.
After a while, it seemed to smell something terrible, turned its head, and fled frantically. The snake bones swept across the ashes, making a sharp snapping sound.
Xu Xingzhi heard the abnormal sound, and immediately touched the dagger at his waist, turned over at the same time, and looked back—
There was nothing behind him, except for some strange traces that meandered all the way to the edge of the forest and disappeared.
… Hold.
Xu Xingzhi judged that this was not a place to stay for a long time, and swiftly picked a broad leaf from a tree by the river, washed it with water, simply rolled it up, and filled it with a little water.
While filling the water, he accidentally caught a glimpse of his own reflection on the water.
Rao knew that this place was dangerous, but Xu Xingzhi couldn't help but spend time for a while.
This face is really not bad, with a slender appearance, quite the style of a chivalrous person and a celebrity, the face does not move, it is full of energy, and the eyebrows, mouth and nose are all in line with the word "handsome".
Probably because his temperament is too dignified and pure, and there is a teardrop in the corner of his left eye, Xu Xingzhi's face is straight, and he can see a bit of abstinence.
Xu Xingzhi thought that God actually gave this face to this broken mouth, which is really a waste of time.
When Xu Xingzhi sighed, the big snake that re-slid into the forest was tumbling silently and painfully on the ground.
-Its joints are being broken one by one by some strange force, the sound is loud, like a broken grass.
When Xu Xingzhi returned to the cave, he found that the shadow had already sat up, with a dry grass in his hand.
The withered grass started from the end, and he had broken several breaks.
As he folded, he counted: "... five, six, seven..."
Seeing Xu Xingzhi coming back, he put his hands behind him and looked up at Xu Xingzhi.
… the obsessive cuteness.
Seeing that he was in good spirits, Xu Xingzhi urged him after feeding him water, "Let's go quickly. Something is not right here."
The shadow nodded, put down the folded weeds in his hands, and stretched out his two arms with a clear meaning.
… to back.
Xu Xingzhi looked at him for a while: "I don't think you are seriously injured, get up and go by yourself."
The shadow didn't move, just looked up at Xu Xingzhi.
Xu Xingzhi confronted him for a few seconds, unmoved: "Get up."
Hei Ying still had his arms open and his chin slightly retracted, looking extremely aggrieved.
Xu Xingzhi persisted for a while in the face of the man whose facial features could not be seen, and frowned impatiently: "... tsk."
When leaving the cave again, the shadow was still lying on Xu Xingzhi's back, wrapped in Xu Xingzhi's robe.
Xu Xingzhi rolled up his trouser legs and waded toward the opposite bank, but the shadow turned back and looked at the dense forest, and smiled coldly.
The bone snake lay down in the forest, the bones twisted into a mess, and the ground was full of remnants after struggling.
It fell among the weeds, and has long since lost its breath.
A swarm of ants the size of a broad bean sprang from the nest, and in no time at all, they carved up the bone snake.
The strange thing is that when they passed by the footprints in the forest that Xu Xingzhi had just stepped on, they were all afraid to avoid it and bypassed directly, as if a terrifying beast had just passed there.
I didn't say a word for the thirty-mile journey. After all, it was a bit boring. Xu Xingzhi spent more than twenty miles. After sorting out the original owner's memory, he found that most of them were scattered details, and they were not a little complete. , even the appearance of Meng Chongguang is blurred.
Xu Xingzhi thought it strange at first, but it was reasonable when he thought about it. This memory was peeled off from a dead person.
The only thing he knows now is that Meng Chongguang has a cinnabar mole in the center of his forehead.
To kill Meng Chongguang, the knife must be taken from there.
Boring left and right, Xu Xingzhi took the initiative to talk to the person on his back: "How did you get hurt?",
The man said hoarsely, "... Someone plotted against it."
Xu Xingzhi asked again, "How long have you been in the wilderness?"
"I don't remember. It feels like a hundred years old," he said.
Xu Xingzhi thought he was joking, and went straight to the topic: "Do you know Meng Chongguang?"
Hei Ying was silent for a moment: "What are you doing to him?"
Xu Xingzhi found out that there is a door, he was not surprised, and replied: "He is my junior brother..."
Hei Ying was just about to say something, when the two suddenly heard a loud noise in the distance, and a wave of spiritual power wrapped in hot wind pushed over, almost swept Xu Xingzhi to the ground.
The source of the loud noise is the direction of the giant tower in the southeast.
The shadow showed a rare look of anxiety, and pushed Xu Xingzhi's shoulder: "That's the place, go! Go!"
According to Xu Xingzhi's personality, he must immediately turn around and run to the northwest, the faster the better, and never touch the moldy head, but when he thought that Meng Chongguang might be there, Xu Xingzhi simply gritted his teeth and moved towards the direction of the tower. Run away.
The closer he got to the center of the battle, the more restless Xu Xingzhi felt on his back.
In the same way, the closer to the edge of the giant tower, the more inexplicable oppression made Xu Xingzhi breathless.
The first person to enter Xu Xingzhi's line of sight was a young man standing on a cliff. A half terrifying iron ghost face blocked his upper face. He was at a high place, and his black clothes were flying like a crow. There are lilac flying glare.
… but this is a small crow.
Xu Xingzhi remembered this person, and he also appeared in his own words. He is Meng Chongguang's subordinate, a ghost repairer, and is proficient in the art of fighting ghosts.
But Xu Xingzhi hadn't had time to give him a name.
To be precise, in the whole book, Xu Xingzhi only named Meng Chongguang.
In Xu Xingzhi's vision, the world is divided into four ways: human cultivation, demon cultivation, ghost cultivation, and demon cultivation. Among them, only the human cultivation line is recognized as the right path and has the ability to lead the three worlds.
The so-called demon cultivation is that the essence of heaven and earth is born from things, and it is transformed by the cultivation of animals and plants.
The so-called ghost cultivation is based on the principle of "all living beings must die, and death must return to the earth", which can control ghosts and corpses.
As for human cultivation and magic cultivation, they are both human, but the road is facing the sky, and they walk on one side. Human cultivation, Taoism cultivation, and heart cultivation, pay attention to the long flow of water and nature; magic cultivation, bone and skin repair, pay attention to fire cooking oil, Insanely charming.
And those who are trapped in the wild, without exception, are not monsters, ghosts, and people who have made mistakes and fallen into evil ways.
Xu Xingzhi looked at it with extreme eyes, and sure enough, there were several ragged ghosts flying up and down like shuttles, each holding a sharp blade, fighting furiously with the enemy.
Their foreheads were flashing with lavender cloud patterns that were the same color as the palm of the ghost-faced youth.
The ghost-faced youth was at a high place. Although he said that his entire body was pitch black, it was too conspicuous. Soon, a sharp arrow aimed at his chest, like lightning flying through a gap, and went straight away.
When the arrow was more than ten feet away from him, a nine-turn tassel spear that was more than half a zhang suddenly protected him in front of him, touching the tip of the arrow.
The two fronts touched each other, and an electric arc was drawn, and the tassel spear just split the arrowhead from the middle!
Afterwards, there was a phantom floating in front of the ghost-faced youth, and a figure gradually appeared.
The figure grabbed the end of the tassel spear, shaking his wrist, causing the tassel spear to draw a perfect arc in mid-air.
It was a very handsome young man, but unfortunately there was a little lilac cloud pattern between his eyebrows.
… This shows that he is nothing more than a ghost.
He temporarily abandoned the fierce battle below, turned to face the little young man wearing the ghost mask, leaned down, kissed the tip of his mask's nose, and said with a smile, "...why are you being so careless, I don't know how to hide? Hold on."
The ghost-faced youth was startled, embarrassed and annoyed: "Zhou Beinan, hurry up and get down!"
With a pinch of his fingertips, the purple light floated, and the young man with the gun fell off the cliff uncontrollably.
The ghost-faced youth touched the tip of his nose, bit his full lips, and the corners of his mouth turned down, as if he was sulking.
Xu Xingzhi sighed sincerely when he heard the shadow behind him: "...It's okay."
Xu Xingzhi asked him, "What should I do now?"
The shadow turned towards the sky and whistled.
Xu Xingzhi didn't know what he was doing, and just wanted to ask in detail, a skeleton suddenly emerged from behind a huge rock, so frightened that Xu Xingzhi almost didn't take a breath.
It was a female skeleton, the whole body was clean from top to bottom, and there was no trace of flesh, but there was still a cloud of black hair, which was properly coiled by her, and she pulled a long sash on it.
The first time she saw the charred man, she was surprised: "You are just going out to relax, how did you do this?"
Sombra didn't answer, only asked coldly, "What's going on?"
The bone girl stretched out her jagged right hand with only bones left, and put it on the black shadow's left wrist vein, and said, "It's the one that sealed the mountain."
Black Shadow sneered: "... over-the-top."
The bone girl's bones began to glow with light green light, pushing a wave of light into the black shadow: "I will heal you first. ... You don't have to worry. Even if you don't come back, Qu Chi and Zhou Beinan can win. "
Hearing this conversation, Xu Xingzhi felt that something was a little strange, but the collision of the treasures and the screaming and miserable howls interfered with his thoughts, and he no longer thought about it, he took a head out from their hiding place.
In the melee, it's hard to tell the difference between the enemy and me. Everyone is wearing quilted clothes and looks haggard. If you insist on saying something is different, it is probably a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl.
She was very thin, her brown bunt was torn to pieces, and her sleeves were rolled up above her elbows, revealing her thin wrists as white as frost.
In contrast to all of this, there is a sword in each of her hands. The two swords are made of bronze. If they stand up, they are not much shorter than her height, but she can easily wave it with one hand. He slashed the opponent's neck with one sword.
There were several bloodstains on her face, which made her white and weak.
As the bone girl said, the group of people who came to harass the giant tower quickly retreated like a tide, dragging their soldiers away.
The girl clenched her two knives, put them back into the cross-shaped scabbards on her back, and tried to chase after them.
Xu Xingzhi was in a hurry, he came out of his hiding place and shouted, "Don't chase!"
The place of battle was in the empty valley, but his voice swayed in layers, circling endlessly.
The girl turned her head when she heard the sound and saw a strange man, she was not surprised and tilted her head slightly.
The ghost-faced youth standing on the cliff also looked at the sound, the purple light in his palm disappeared, and the talisman that he used to manipulate the group of ghosts and floated in the air fell to the ground with a click.
He murmured: "... Senior Brother Xu?"
The girl was not afraid of him, and raised her voice to ask, "Why don't you chase? They have already escaped!"
Xu Xingzhi pointed in the direction they left: "The flag has not fallen, and the formation has not been chaotic when escaping. Have you ever seen such an orderly escape?"
The girl was startled, not knowing whether she should go after him or not.
The bone girl who was treating the shadow just now looked at Xu Xingzhi sluggishly, and the skeleton made a creaking trembling sound.
"Listen to him."
A cold command sound came from behind Xu Xingzhi.
Xu Xingzhi looked back and was stunned.
Black Shadow's burned body stretched out, and the dehydrated body grew rapidly, and his height quickly surpassed Xu Xingzhi.
He is like a butterfly after its feathering, with its scorched skin and fleshy cocoon removed, revealing the true nature inside.
His skin is very white, so white that it feels faintly glowing. The so-called "manly sultry", he probably only occupies the last two words, and his body is covered in a foggy and lazy state, but he doesn't scream. People are bored, the corners of his eyes are slightly pointed upwards, and the end of his eyes is dyed with a touch of natural red.
He wrapped his body in Xu Xingzhi's robe, but he was a little more charming than not wearing anything, and he didn't block anything that should be blocked.
Xu Xingzhi only looked at his face for a moment, but he couldn't look away from his groin.
… Hold.
This person looks like a pretty girl, and it's bigger than me when she pulls it out.
Xu Xingzhi thought about it for a long time before realizing that he had lost something very important just now.
… This person seems to have a very beautiful cinnabar mole between his eyebrows.
Xu Xingzhi looked up and met a pair of peach blossom eyes.
The owner of the peach blossom eye and the cinnabar mole just looked at Xu Xingzhi so directly, his eyes were like a deep pool, both seductive and possessive: "Senior brother, I have been waiting for you for so many years. , you finally came to me."
After running 30 miles with a person on his back, Xu Xingzhi was really tired, so he simply wrapped the chain around his arm, packed up, turned over to bed, and fell asleep.
With his crippled hand, he was struggling to hold chopsticks and bowls. It seemed that he had to find another time for such meticulous work of assassination.
After Xu Xingzhi fell asleep, the bamboo gate was silently opened again from the outside.
Meng Chongguang walked in slowly from the outside, he had already changed into a change of clothes.
Gejin's single coat, white coat is better than snow, the clothes are embossed with dragon and cloud patterns, and there are ink-painted patterns on the back hem. .
But his outer covering was still the robe stained with charred black and blood.
He knelt on the edge of the bed silently, pulled Xu Xingzhi's right hand, pillowed on it, and looked sideways at the sleeping Xu Xingzhi.
Meng Chongguang's eyes carefully lingered on his tight lips, full Adam's apple, and undulating chest, nervous, uneasy, panic, as if he was looking at a vase that might shatter at any time.
I don't know how long he watched this, he didn't seem to be convinced that Xu Xingzhi was still alive, his fingers slowly moved up Xu Xingzhi's body, rubbed off the thin coat that was covering him, and pointed his fingertips on his heart, feeling the feeling. A powerful heartbeat under the skin.
Boom boom, boom boom.
Meng Chongguang showed a satisfied and moved smile, and whispered: "Senior brother, you are back, go home..."
With the low voice, Meng Chongguang's breathing gradually became unstable.
There was blood in the corners of his eyes, and the pupils that were still clear were gradually dipped into scarlet, and the cinnabar traces at the end of his eyes and the center of his forehead faintly revealed a terrifying vermilion light.
His fingers also trembled violently, and his fingernails gradually elongated. Seeing that he was about to break Xu Xingzhi's heart and skin, Meng Zhongguang resisted it, quickly withdrew his hand, and pinched his wrist.
Five wounds that were deep to the bone were drawn on his wrist, and after seeing the blood, the blood in his eyes lightened slightly.
Xu Xingzhi's eyelids moved slightly, as if feeling something.
Meng Chongguang refused to stay here again, barely sealed his air, and forced the last shred of reason to remove his robe and put it on Xu Xingzhi before turning around and walking out.
The moment he walked out of the bamboo gate, Meng Chongguang almost bumped into someone.
Zhou Wang frowned and stretched out his hand to help: "Brother Meng?"
Meng Chongguang refused to let her help, and while breathing, he asked in a cold voice, "What's the matter with you?"
Zhou Wang was used to seeing Meng Chongguang's illness, and knew that if he was emotionally disturbed, he would definitely go wild, and he would not be able to solve it without drinking blood.
Fortunately, even when Meng Chongguang was in a frenzy, he kept the bottom line and never attacked them, so Zhou Wang was not afraid of him, and answered neatly: "This is the first time I have seen Senior Brother Xu, and I want to talk to him. ."
Meng Chongguang squeezed his heart that was beating wildly, and said, "Senior brother is still sleeping, you stay outside and wait until he wakes up."
Zhou Wang clenched his fists: "Yes."
Watching Meng Chongguang stumble out of the huge bronze gate of the tower, Zhou Wang turned his face back, whistled, pushed it casually, and went directly into the door.
Xu Xingzhi was awakened by the sound of the door being pushed open, and when he turned over and sat up, the robe covering him also slipped off.
He was naturally cold, and he forgot to cover the quilt before going to bed. He didn't know why the front was open. After he slept, his hands and feet were already cold.
He shuddered, and before he had time to think about who covered the robe for him, he first embraced the warm robe in his arms to warm him up.
Zhou Wang asked, "Cold?"
"A little bit." Xu Xingzhi rubbed his palms and looked at Zhou Wang.
She had already removed the two giant knives, and was wearing a shoddy red robe, but she had dark lips and snow-skinned skin.