Seeing Fan Wuxi's still youthful face, and listening to this shameless rave, Xie Bian suddenly felt a sense of deja vu. He seemed to be offended even though the two of them hadn't even touched their hair. His scalp exploded, he slapped Fan Wushi on the head, and said angrily: "You are so young, where did you learn hooliganism!"
Fan Wuzhen was taken aback by the beating, as if he had returned to the childhood when he would be taught by his elder brother for a moment, but it was really embarrassing to receive such a response to his hard-won confession, he thought angrily, sooner or later you will be begging for mercy: I can’t say, do you want to hear more rogue ones.”
"Shut up!" Jie Bi'an warned him in panic.
"Brother will definitely like me." Fan Wuxi said firmly.
"I, I don't think it's right, this kind of thing..." Jie Bian waved his hands unconsciously.
"What's wrong, who's in the way." Fan Wuxi approached him a few steps, "Does senior brother hate me?"
Xie Bi'an said anxiously: "Could it be that we can't be good brothers and sisters, and we have to talk about what we like and dislike."
"No." Fan Wuzhen took the opportunity to block Xie Bian into a corner, and grabbed the hand that was trying to push him away.
Xie Bian tried hard to pull back his hand, but failed. He was surprised at how Fan Wuzhen had such great strength, so he heard a soft voice filled with grievances: "I only have senior brother treat me good."
"..."
Fan Wuxi frowned, his bright eyes flickered, and he felt a little pitiful: "Since I was young, only my brother has been kind to me, and only my brother has really cared about me. By your side, I feel like I have a home for the first time. With relatives, it seems that I have been waiting to meet you all my life."
When he learned from that population that Zong Ziheng was reincarnated as Zhong Kui's apprentice, and that the underworld was impermanent, he had been waiting, waiting for himself to grow up, waiting for the right time, and waiting for the reunion of the two of them—the two worlds of humans and ghosts, and the endless hell. , nor can it prevent them from reuniting.
Xie Bian rushed to his lips to reprimand, but now he could only swallow it back, and he said helplessly: "Don't say that, in this world, senior brothers are not the only ones who treat you well, you are still young, and you will meet many, many others in the future. people."
"I don't want anyone else, I just want my brother."
Xie Bian was so embarrassed that he was sweating: "Brother feels that you may not understand true love, just because I treat you well..."
Fan Wuxi suddenly pecked his tender red lips.
Xie Bian was dumbfounded. The heart was beating wildly, as if clamoring to jump out of the chest.
"I understand." Fan Wuxi licked his lips lightly, showing a triumphant smile.
Xie Bian kicked Fan Wuxi to the ground, pushed open the door with a bang, and rushed out. But just after running two steps away, he rushed back and pointed at Fan Wuxi with a blushing face: "You lack discipline and disrespect to senior brother, you, you face the wall and think about it, you are not allowed to eat today!"
Fan Wuxi got up from the ground and said with a smile, "Of order."
Xie Bian thought about the countermeasure against the wall all night, and collapsed in front of Fan Wuxi. Although he also felt that Fan Wuxi's desire to monopolize him was abnormal since he had this junior brother, but he never thought about it in a wrong direction. But the night before, he had just dreamed that he was having sex with a man, and then he found out that Fan Wuxi had ulterior motives for him. Is this a coincidence? Could it mean that he was destined to lose his sleeve? !
What should he do? Does the junior brother really "like" him? If Master knew, how should he explain
Xie Bian held his head, thinking about what Fan Wuxi said to him, and that kiss...
Just touching it, I can feel it is soft and a little warm, so that's what kissing is like? That doesn't seem to be interesting, it's much different from the dream.
Xie Bian woke up suddenly, wishing he could slap himself twice, what was he thinking!
After much deliberation, Xie Bian decided to wait for Lan Chuihan to come back, to talk to him secretly, and to help himself find a way. Lan Chuihan is known as the most beautiful man in the world of cultivating immortals, and he is always favored by men and women wherever he goes. With the reputation of being romantic, it should be the right person to ask him about this kind of thing.
But after waiting for two hours, neither Zhong Kui nor Lan Chuihan came back. I don't know what they talked about for so long.
Xie Bian meditated intently, trying to calm down his heart as soon as possible.
But not long after, when he felt the trembling below him, he knew that the lake outside was not calm anymore, and a terrifyingly powerful spiritual pressure came from the direction of Fengming Lake, which made people's hearts go straight Falling is far from being comparable to Wu Ya's spiritual pressure.
Xie Bian almost jumped up from the bed, such a huge spiritual pressure could only be Zhong Kui.
He rushed out of the room and bumped into Fan Wuxi.
"Master, something happened!" Xie Bian grabbed Fan Wushi and dragged him away.
The ice palace is in chaos. Many people have probably never experienced such a terrifying spiritual pressure in their entire lives. Given that the magic horse just ran out of the lake last night, who knows what will come to the world now
As soon as they ran out of the ice palace, they were almost frozen to the bone by a gust of cold wind.
it's too cold! The temperature is plummeting, and the fur coats to keep out the cold are no longer effective. If ordinary people encounter such extreme cold, they will be frozen to death soon. They had to use spiritual energy to keep warm.
"No, it's not Master." Fan Wushi stared at Fengming Lake, "This is a spell of the ice system."
"Could it be Qi Mengsheng?" Xie Bian was even more worried, "Qi Mengsheng is in the Spirit Palace at the bottom of the lake. Master and Big Brother Lan must be there when they go to see her. Now that something happened in the lake, something must have happened to them too."
"With Master here, we will definitely be able to save the day."
A group of Cangyu Sect monks ran to Fengming Lake one after another. Envoy Feiling was not there, and Lord Yunzhong was not there either. They were a little confused and guessed what happened.
Someone shouted: "My God, Fengming Lake is freezing!"
"Impossible, with the presence of Bing Ling, Fengming Lake will never freeze over."
However, Fengming Lake was under the gaze of everyone, and it started to freeze from the edge of the lake, advancing towards the center of the lake at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Xie Bian made a decisive decision: "Let's go to the Spirit Palace. The underground of the Ice Palace can lead directly to the Spirit Palace."
"We can't get in." Fan Wuxi narrowed his eyes, "We have to ask Feiling Envoy to take us in. Yun Zhongjun said that the two women were retreating and contemplating their mistakes. He didn't know if it was true or not, so he took a person from the Cangyu Sect to ask Just ask."
"good."
The disciples of the Cangyu Sect looked at the Fengming Lake that was about to freeze, and they panicked completely. Their faces were ashen, as if they saw the end coming.
Suddenly, two shadows jumped out from the center of the lake that was about to freeze, hovering in midair. Looking carefully, it was Zhong Kui and Lan Chuihan. The lake water turned into frost in an instant, and even their hair was covered with ice. Just looking at them made people shiver with cold.
Zhong Kui used his spiritual power to amplify his voice, and let his voice resound through Fenglinzhou: "Qi Mengsheng is trying to use the ice spirit to reshape the physical body, and he has gone mad, you all quickly retreat to the ice palace!"
Everyone was shocked.
Reshape the body with ice spirit? !
Fengming Lake finally completely froze over, but the next moment, the ice surface began to crack, and the whole world fell silent amidst the chilling crackling sound.
With a bang, the ice surface shattered, and something rushed out from the center of the lake. Thousands of ice rose to the sky like a pilgrimage, congealed in mid-air, and held up a snow and ice banshee wrapped in ice spirits. His white hair fluttered in the wind, his eyes were lightly closed, and his face was strangely beautiful.
She is the only female cultivator who has been ranked among the immortals in the world of cultivating immortals for a hundred years-Qi Mengsheng, the head of the Cangyu Sect. There are countless legends about her in the world of cultivating immortals. The most talked about is that she once refused to surrender to the demon king.
But some people think that the reason why Qi Mengsheng has such confidence is not to borrow courage from heaven, but to borrow divine power from heaven and man, because the magic weapon in her hand can exert the strongest power in Fenglinzhou, and she can fight the demon king for a battle. field.
At this time, Qi Mengsheng was holding two pieces of crystal clear ice jade, one was a six-sided ice crystal snowflake, and the other was a wing, which was the magic weapon inherited from the ancestors of the Cangyu Sect - Bingxue Jue.
Bingxuejue is the magic weapon of Qingnv, the goddess of ice and snow. "The young girl Su'e is all cold-resistant, and she fights in the frost in the middle of the moon", which refers to this goddess. Qingnv was one of the celestial beings who lived in Kunlun back then and left the world after becoming a celestial being.
Jue, the two jades merge into one, ice jade, which can control ice and snow, and snow jade, which is Qingnv's mount snowy owl.
Zhong Kui roared: "What are you still doing, go back to the Ice Palace!"
The temperature kept dropping, and even the snow on the ground condensed into ice, devouring everyone like a beast.
Everyone woke up like a dream, and ran back one after another. What was in front of them was enough power to fight against Mozun Zongzixiao, wouldn't it be courting death to stay here.
Xie Bian was going to help Zhong Kui with his sword, but was grabbed by Fan Wuxi. He said solemnly: "Brother, we are definitely not her opponents. Leave the battlefield to Master."
He had fought against Qi Mengsheng before, Qi Mengsheng did not have the cultivation level he has now, nor did he have an ice spirit, and that magic weapon alone made him suffer a bit in his heyday. Now that Qi Mengsheng has cultivated for a hundred years, that ice spirit can still provide her with an endless stream of spiritual power. He doubts whether Zhong Kui, who does not have the Eastern Emperor Bell, can beat him.
"I'm worried that Master is not her opponent." Xie Bian gritted his teeth, "I have never felt such a tyrannical spiritual pressure, and her body has already merged with Bing Ling. What is Bing Ling? It is formed by condensing the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, if her spiritual power is not exhausted, even if it is exhausted, it will be able to consume the master."
"I know, Master can run away if he can't beat him, and we're holding him back by staying here."
"But… "
"Bian, hurry back to the Ice Palace!" Zhong Kui's voice was very anxious.
Qi Mengsheng slowly opened her eyes, her lips parted lightly, her mouth was filled with white frost, and she was extremely cold: "Master Zhong, your Qingfeng Sword has a trace of the spiritual consciousness of the Great Emperor of Beiyin, it can open the barrier of Mount Tai and find Isn’t it right that Emperor Dongyue left the golden box and jade strategy in the world?”
"Qi Mengsheng, what do you want to do!"
"You really don't know what I want to do?" Qi Mengsheng said expressionlessly, "On the golden casket and jade policy, there are records of the three lives and three lives of heaven and man, and it will guide me to find the reincarnation of the emperor."