Shen Qiao didn't expect him to act like this at all, and was stunned for a while.
The opponent's feet were light and fast, but after a while, he entered the foot of the mountain from the woods, and then went up the mountain road and circled to the other end of the mountain.
Shen Qiao was dumbfounded for a while before asking, "Are we going to go up the mountain now?"
Yan Wushi: "There is a temple on the back of this mountain. It is hidden in the mountain and has been abandoned for many years."
Shen Qiao wondered: "You seem to be quite familiar with this place?"
Yan Wushi: "After the battle with Cui Youlang, I went to this mountain to retreat and practice."
Shen Qiao was stunned. He didn't ask any more questions. He was indeed a little tired. He had just fought against the four of them. Leaving aside the bleak who was injured by Yan Wushi, Bai Rong, Yan Shou, and Bao Yun were all stronger than each other. Shen Qiao's current internal strength, if not for the support of Jianxin realm, it is impossible to retreat completely.
Although Yan Wushi walked fast, he was very stable. Through the clothes, the warm touch of his skin came, and Shen Qiao had no time to think about it, and fell asleep unconsciously.
When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer surrounded by the jungle, but in a temple.
Due to the age, the incense in the temple has already been cut off, and even the incense burner has disappeared. The curtain, although it was also dilapidated, was not enough to sit directly on the cold stone slab.
He sat with his back against the wall for a while. Although he was not seriously injured, since the last fight with Xueting, the injuries in his body have accumulated, so far he can't use his full strength, which is why he can't kill Yan Shou. One, with Baoyun joining in later, this opportunity passed by directly.
Shen Qiao supported her drowsy head and sighed softly.
When a hand touched it, he was unprepared, shocked by the icy cold touch, and couldn't help shivering slightly.
"What are you sighing for?" Yan Wushi was sitting next to him, watching a silk film in his other hand.
Shen Qiao squinted for a moment, and confirmed that this was the fragment of "Zhu Yang Ce" that the other party took from Chen Gong that day.
He was about to speak, but saw Yan Wushi flipped his hand, and the silk film floated directly into the fire, and was swallowed by the flames in a blink of an eye.
Shen Qiao: "..."
Yan Wushi turned his head to see his expression, and without waiting for him to ask, he said, "I have memorized the content inside, what's the use of keeping it?"
Shen Qiao: "If it's a last resort, you have to hand over the silk film to the Hehuan Sect to get out. You don't even give yourself a way back?"
Yan Wushi: "Even if I give them the silk film, do you think they will believe that this is the real scrap?"
Shen Qiao frowned and said nothing.
Yan Wushi snorted: "In the past, there was a secret method in the Sun and Moon Sect, I'm afraid even you have never heard of it. To put it bluntly, the magic sound has been trained to a state of ecstasy, and it can control other people's mind and behavior, forcing him to be ignorant. I tell the truth without realizing it. If it were me, I would prefer to use this method to get the confession I want, rather than trusting a silk film with words written on it."
Shen Qiao: "That's why Yan Shou and others want to take you back while your cultivation is greatly reduced, forcing you to tell the contents of the scraps."
Yan Wushi: "Yes, my value to them is not a corpse, but "Zhu Yangce" and the identity of the Huanyue Sect Sect Master. With me in hand, I can easily order the Huan Yue Sect."
As far as Shen Qiao knew, the "Zhu Yang Ce" fragment that Yan Wushi had read had three out of five, especially the one obtained from the underground of Ruoqiang, which also recorded the improvement and improvement of "Fenglin Yuandian". Supplement, Sang Jingxing and Yuan Xiuxiu are also practicing "Feng Lin Yuan Dian", and they naturally understand the impact of the flaws in the devil's heart. Perfection, so they want to get this content more than anyone else.
If the former Yan Wushi was replaced, then he would naturally be superior, only to make them fearful but not dare to act rashly, but now Yan Wushi has been besieged by five masters and returned from the brink of life and death. When
Shen Qiao couldn't be more clear about the methods of the Demon Sect's people.
Sang Jingxing wanted to use up his martial arts because of Shen Qiao's killing of his apprentice Huo Xijing that day. The attitude of opposing the Acacia sect is also combined with Yan Wushi's mean-spirited and indulgent style. Once it falls into the hands of the Acacia sect, the treatment will never be better than that of Shen Qiao.
Thinking of this, his brows became even tighter: "If that's the case, we'd better set off soon, so as not to be caught up by them."
Yan Wushi said with a smile: "Do you think of me like this, do you want me to be grateful and promise me?"
Shen Qiao ignored his ridicule, but said solemnly: "I know that Sect Master Yan has never looked down on others, but this matter is at stake, you have not removed your flaws and your strength is not good, if only Yan Shou and others are the only ones. It’s just a human being, when Sang Jingxing comes, even I can’t resist it, so it’s better to be more cautious.”
Yan Wushi didn't see the slightest panic, and only threw the branches next to it to make the fire burn more vigorously, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "If everything starts over again, you might choose to stay at the foot of Banbu Peak. Save me?"
Shen Qiao was stunned and shook his head: "I'm afraid I can't choose this matter."
Yan Wushi: "So, even if you knew that you would be entangled with me later, and it was given to Sang Jingxing by me, you wouldn't regret it?"
Shen Qiao: "There is no medicine for regret in the world, and the past can never be recovered. Instead of holding on to resentment and making myself unable to get rid of it, I might as well thank you for teaching me how to look at the world and people's hearts."
The firelight reflected on his serious expression, but it showed a different kind of softness.
Yan Wushi suddenly laughed, and said softly, "Silly Ah Qiao, when have I been nice to you?"
He stretched out his hand and seemed to want to touch Shen Qiao's cheek. Shen Qiao avoided it and raised his hand to block, but the opponent's other hand was raised and he didn't attack, only the sleeve of the robe brushed in front of him. .
Shen Qiao smelled the peculiar smell and wanted to hold his breath, but his nose had already inhaled some.
"How long will it take for your undefended fault to be corrected?" Yan Wushi shook his head, "Or do you already regard me as a trustworthy person in your heart?"
After that, he ignored Shen Qiao's stare, lowered his head and kissed the other person's nose, then hugged Shen Qiao horizontally, and walked behind the Buddha statue.
Only then did Shen Qiao realize that there was a large indentation behind the Buddha statue.
Yan Wushi also explained to him leisurely: "The cost of casting a Buddha statue is not small, and many temples will hollow out the back or inside of the Buddha statue to reduce the cost. I have been to this temple before, and this Buddha statue is poorly made, even hollow. I'm too lazy to be perfunctory, and I only want to carve a front face to pretend, but now it's cheaper for you."
Shen Qiao frowned: "What do you want to do!"
Yan Wushi said leisurely: "I also read the fragment of "Zhu Yang Ce" in the Inner Palace of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, but now I'm in a hurry, but it's too late to recite it to you. If you want, you can go to Chang'an to find Yu Wenyong. I have seen you and appreciate you very much. I must be willing to open the door of convenience for you. Also, you tell Bianyanmei, so that he doesn't have to worry about me, first take advantage of the Zhou Dynasty to annex Qi Kingdom Zong's influence extends to Qi State."
Shen Qiao's expression changed: "I'm not a member of the Huanyue Sect. These words should be said by you, so what does it have to do with me?"
Yan Wushi smiled but didn't say a word, touched his cheek, and deliberately slowed down his movements, as if enjoying the feeling of his fingertips touching the opponent's skin, making the atmosphere a little vague and ambiguous, and it was no accident to see Shen Qiao's cheeks Slowly stained with a slightly sullen thin red.
"My family's A Qiao is beautiful, so it's no wonder that Bai Rong's girls want to be tempted. With her here, even if you see any doubts here, they will definitely help you cover it up and prevent you from falling into the hands of Yan Shou and others."
At this point, if Shen Qiao still doesn't understand what the other party wants to do, then he is really stupid.
"Yan Wushi, I worked hard to help you escape, not for you to throw yourself into the net!"
Yan Wushi laughed: "I handed you over to Sang Jingxing with my own hands, I have never regretted it until today, but now you see me having a bad chance, how come you look like a concubine, Ah Qiao, Ah Qiao, you are too arrogant. I'm disappointed, it's time to gloat at the misfortune, and my heart is secretly happy, how can I show such a look of pity, I can't help but want to kiss Fangze again!"
After he said that, he actually pinched Shen Qiao's chin, directly lowered his head and invaded with his lips and tongue, until the other party's breath was disturbed and his eyes were full of water, he just gave up.
"I do things as I want. Since I never regret it, this time is not for atonement, nor is it because of some ridiculous guilt. You don't have to feel guilty, you are self-motivated, and it makes me sick."
He wiped the crystals on Shen Qiao's lips with his thumb, and said with a low smile, "I will wait for you to fulfill your promise one day and become a worthy opponent, so maybe I will look at you more."
Shen Qiao tried his best to clear the acupuncture points on his body, but Yan Wushi's technique was extremely cunning. After several attempts were unsuccessful, a thin sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face became more coquettish, as if he was embarrassed and annoyed.
Seeing that Yan Wushi let go of him and was about to get up, Shen Qiao was so anxious that his tone changed: "Stop!"
Hearing this, the other party really froze, but he stretched out his hand again and directly gave him a point.
Shen Qiao's chest rose and fell sharply, and tears almost came out of his eyes.
"Don't show such eyes in front of people, or don't talk about Sang Jingxing, even I can't help it." Yan Wushi said to him, bending down and covering his ears.
After talking, he stretched out his hand and pushed the Buddha statue against the wall, making Shen Qiao's hiding place closely connected to it, making it even harder to be discovered.
He put out the fire again, waved his robe sleeves away, and the place where Shen Qiao had just sat was replaced by the collapsed debris, leaving no trace.
Just after doing all this, Yan Wushi gave a sudden warning, feeling a murderous intent approaching from afar.
Whenever martial arts practice reaches a certain level, there will be a mysterious and mysterious sense of danger.
With a faint smile on his face, he strode directly out of the temple, swept forward, and disappeared into the night for a moment.
A trace of moonlight leaked into the temple from the ruins and tiles, bringing a little brightness to the people inside the Buddha statue.
The wetness finally condensed into tears, which flowed out of Shen Qiao's eyes.
I don't know how long it took, he heard someone say outside: "How can Elder Yisang's martial arts fail to catch up with a mere Yan Wushi?"
"A mere Yan Wushi?" Bai Rong sneered, "Senior Brother Xiao, how dare you say this in front of Yan Wushi?"
"Stop arguing!" Yan Shou was impatient, frowning and said, "Yan Wushi went away alone, without Shen Qiao by his side, maybe he was still hiding nearby and just fought with us, Shen Qiao was already exhausted and couldn't run. How far is it, look around first and then talk about it!"