"Hong Luo, come back, let's leave."
Feng Wuxie said in a loud voice.
Her voice was sent out with soul power, overwhelming the noise from the surroundings, and into the battle group.
However, it was like a mud cow entering the sea without any answer.
Yes, it's just an increasingly violent roar and faint mad laughter.
"..." Feng Wuxie frowned slightly: "Hong Luo, what's the matter with you?"
Still no answer.
She felt something was wrong.
Feng Wuxie's toes are on the ground!
The soul power turned into a shock wave as if it were real and spread out.
At the same time, her figure moved suddenly from stillness, and followed it into the center of the battle!
What greeted her was the frantic scarlet blade!
Hong Luo's attack turned Feng Wuxie into it mercilessly!
But Feng Wuxie didn't ask any more questions.
Because she has seen Hong Luo's state at this time—
His eyes were red, his moves were frantic, and he laughed wildly.
It is actually a demonized elephant!
Feng Wuxie's movements changed from swiftness to skillfulness, but he seemed to be able to dodge Hong Luo's attack while changing his steps.
"Tsk... It's..." She sighed slightly: "It doesn't make people worry..."
Without much thinking, Feng Wuxie could think that Hong Luo's current appearance must have something to do with her old creation in her soul!
In that case...
"Hong Luo, sorry." She said lightly, her momentum changed!
A gleam of silver light appeared at the fingertips, and the figure instantly blurred!
Although Hong Luo was mentally trapped in a heart demon, she still felt threatened instinctively.
She screamed, and the huge sickle in her hand swung more sharply, slashing towards Feng Wuxie.
But in the midst of madness, Hong Luo had no moves and no rules. It could still be suppressed with strength to deal with stone monsters and wood monsters. It was far from enough to face Feng Wuxie, who was already stronger than her.
After only a few ups and downs, Feng Wuxie deceived him.
With the power of her fingers, the Vientiane Secret Needle turned into a silver thread and pierced the soul power into Hong Luo's eyebrows!
The movements of the girl in red stopped suddenly.
"... I... This is..." A trace of clarity flashed in her eyes, and then she couldn't resist the deep weakness and exhaustion emerging from the depths of her soul, and she fainted.
Feng Wuxie stretched out his left hand and wrapped Hong Luo around her waist.
-Now, every moment of staying, the strange force in the rift will cause more damage to the girl's soul.
-Make a quick fight and get out!
Feng Wuxie decided in her heart and didn't delay any more.
She grabbed the void with her right hand, and she held a gorgeous azure long sword in her palm!
Accompanied by the sound of the sword chanting like a phoenix, the spirit of the wind is condensed.
Then Feng Wuxie's wrist turned, Yan Yu drew a perfect arc, and the sword aura stretched out like a lotus flower in full bloom!
In the light sound of the air being cut apart, the monster caught in this beautiful flower of death was torn to pieces like white paper!
After one move, the monster within a hundred feet of radius, together with the rock walls on both sides, turned into nothingness!
With a sword on the way home, Feng Wuxie is not in love with the battle, and rises up!
The toe volleyed lightly, and within a few breaths, the stone monsters and wood monsters that had surged again were thrown away, and they swept over the crack.
…
Spring Cicada Garden.
Feng Wuxie kept turning
Hong Luo brought back to her room.
The situation of Jian Chan's first seat made her have to temporarily let go of other things.
She first placed Hong Luo in the **, and let Zhou Huaiqing, who had arrived after hearing the news, to appease Jian Chan's belonging.
After the arrangements were made, Feng Wuxie returned to the bed, lightly tapped the silver needle on the center of the eyebrow, and extended his spiritual consciousness.
For a long time, she opened her eyes, and she looked thoughtful.
"... Hmm..." At this time, Hong Luo groaned softly and opened her eyes: "I'm so tired... I am..."
She was at a loss for a while, and then she felt an abnormality in her body.
"It's happening again... It's really annoying..." Hong Luo murmured in an impatient tone.
She curled her lips: "It's really embarrassing, and I want to say that I will behave well in front of the Lord Sister..."
Although it was easy to say, the dimmed gaze in her eyes betrayed the depression in her heart.
"Your injury, I heard the first person Zhou mention it." Feng Wuxie said warmly, "It's just that I didn't expect it to be so serious. It was my negligence."
"Tsk... Talkative guy." Hong Luo snorted softly: "Sister Lord, don't worry, Brother Xiao left me a pill, as long as I take one, it will be fine."
Feng Wuxie raised his hand and spread it out, revealing a small white jade bottle in his palm.
"This is the medicine you are talking about. Zhou Shouzuo gave it to me just now." She put the vial next to her pillow, watched the girl stretch out her hand to take it, and groaned.
She basically understood the effect of Xiao Zi's bottle of pill.
Hong Luo's problem is that his soul is strong and weak.
It's as if a child can't hold a heavy hammer.
And the effect of this pill is to increase the connection between Hong Luo's body and soul with its medicinal power, so that her body can control her own soul.
"Hong Luo, it's still not a solution for you to rely on pill for maintenance like this."
Feng Wuxie looked at the sexy girl reaching out for the medicine, and said faintly.
Hong Luo paused when she heard the words: "... Otherwise, how can I..."
Anyway, let her abolish her soul power to heal her injuries, she is determined not to!
"I have a solution..." Hong Luo was thinking in her heart, but she heard Feng Wuxie's voice in her ears.
She was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly raised her head: "What! Lord Sister, you... You mean... There is a way to heal my injury?"
Hong Luo has always been trapped by her injuries.
Although there is a pill to protect the body, if the spirit power is used too vigorously, it will still cause the old wound to relapse.
Now that Feng Wuxie seemed to be able to heal herself at first glance, Hong Luo couldn't help getting excited!
However, Feng Wuxie gently pressed her body and shook her head: "Don't be excited, Master's medicine is unparalleled in the world. If he can't cure you, then no one in the world can cure you..."
The light in Hong Luo's eyes dimmed: "Is this... huh..."
Seeing her depressed look, Feng Wuxie couldn't bear to sell it anymore, smiled and said, "But, I thought of a way to ensure that your injuries won't be repeated."
A glimmer of hope ignited in Hong Luo's heart again, looking at her, waiting for her answer.
"Master's medicine pointed me out a way to solve your problems." Feng Wuxie reached out and took out an object: "That is to use a seal to firmly combine your soul and body."
What appeared in Hong Luo's eyes was a row of fine silver needles!
"This is..." She looked at these small and delicate objects a little strangely.
,do not really understand.
Acupuncture is unfamiliar to most spiritists.
"By chance, I have studied a classical book, in which there is a sealing technique to protect the soul, which is just right for your situation." Feng Wuxie explained.
What she said is naturally the Vientiane Needle Code.
This classic book was created by Yushen specifically to cooperate with the Vientiane Heavenly Machine Needle.
Among them, "Healing the Soul" is aimed at the soul, and naturally it can solve the problem of Hongluo better than the art of pill.
"..." Hong Luo was silent for a while, looked up at Feng Wuxie, and said softly: "Sister Lord, will the method you say affect my cultivation?"
For her, after finishing revenge, repaying is the meaning of life.
And without the cultivation base, how can you talk about repaying your favor
Upon hearing this, Feng Wuxie replied indifferently and resolutely: "It will only be stronger!"
With the mysterious acupuncture technique learned from the Vientiane Needle Book, she definitely has no reason to fail!
After solving the hidden danger of the recurrence of old injuries, Hong Luo can practice and fight with all his strength without any worries, and will naturally become stronger!
"That's good." Hong Luo smiled lightly, closed her eyes and lay flat **: "Well, get rid of you, the Lord Sister."
Feng Wuxie stretched out his hand and stroked her forehead: "Reassured, it doesn't hurt, it will be soon."
After speaking, he reached out and twisted a silver needle.
Originally imposing this kind of seal required a lot of time to warm up the soul.
But the pill that Hongluo has been taking comes from Xiao Zi, and the effect of warming the soul is the best in the world!
Therefore, Feng Wuxie was able to save the long preparation time and go straight to the topic!
The silver light flashed down, and the Vientiane needles turned into illusions at the moment they touched Hong Luo's body, piercing her soul!
Feng Wuxie's soul power and spiritual power intertwined and echoed, two different but equally majestic forces infiltrated Hongluo's soul in a complicated but orderly way under her control!
time flies.
The sky outside has already dimmed.
The two people sitting and sleeping in the house were still not moving at all!
Finally, Feng Wuxie suddenly opened his eyes, sealed his hands at a dazzling speed, and then gave a soft drink!
A complex and exquisite imprint exuding purple brilliance appeared between Hong Luo's eyebrows!
"So, it's sealed." Feng Wuxie confided lightly, and stretched out his finger to touch the mark.
The mark disappeared from Guanghua, and at the same time Hong Luo gave a warning and opened his eyes.
There is no need to ask, the long-lost, long-forgotten, relaxed feeling from the depths of the soul has already told her the result.
Hong Luo's heart was filled with great joy for an instant.
"Elder Sister... Elder Sister... I..." She grasped Feng Wuxie's sleeves tightly with both hands, and said in a trembling voice with excitement.
But because I was too excited, I couldn't speak!
"Okay, okay, I understand." Feng Wuxie patted Hong Luo's hand: "If you are tossing about it, you should take a break. It's late today. We will discuss the rift tomorrow."
Hong Luo took a deep breath and nodded.
Great grace, no need to say thanks.
Only, with fate!
Sister Lord, Hong Luo will kill you with the blade in her hand from now on!
Feng Wuxie, who walked out of the room, hadn't realized Jian Chan's first psychological change.
Because the moment she closed the door, Yu Yu's voice rang in her ears:
"Innocent, I have a major discovery!"
(End of this chapter)