Master is here [Crossing Books]

This year's autumn seems to be extraordinarily cold. The mountains are filled with thick fog, which doesn't dissipate even at noon. In the distance, in the cold blue sky, only a few scattered geese flying south can be seen.

Yanqing breathed frost, and looked at Xia Cheng with disbelief.

Xia Cheng didn't dare to look up at Yanqing, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk towards the trap in the secret passage, brushing aside the weeds that concealed the trap, and pressed down the trap with his small red hands that were frozen.

A dense blue pattern floated up, and Yanqing's expression became even more shocked.

If it is said that Yan Qing just did not believe Xia Cheng's nonsense at all, after this magic circle emerged, he would be in a half-belief state.

Anyone who has been in the realm of comprehension for a long time will recognize that this kind of magic circle was created by Chang Xumen, not to mention Yanqing who has lived for 6000 years.

As soon as Xia Cheng pressed the switch, he hid far away. Although he was blindfolded by the people from Changxu Gate and sent in to sacrifice the ghost boy's magic thread, Xia Cheng still vaguely saw the magic thread in the process of struggling. appearance.

If it wasn't for Brother Shenxian, he would have run away long ago, never wanting to touch this magic thread again.

"Master, I think this brat is talking nonsense, and this is not the territory of Changxun, why are they doing secret ways here?" Zhusheng leaned closer to Yanqing's ear and said.

Yanqing frowned and pinched his chin, staring thoughtfully at the dense moral circle.

That's right...it's not Changxumen's territory...what are they doing here?

Now that the Autumn Competition is approaching, all the sects are recharging their energy, and Changxu's operation is too weird.

If it was in the past, Yanqing would definitely be able to change his career in seconds at this moment. In the realm of comprehension, what he pays attention to is to keep his mind out of his own business and live longer.

But now that he has returned to the sect, the Great Competition in Autumn is just around the corner, even if it is for the benefit of the sect, he has to go down to take a look.

If it is discovered... Everyone is well-known and decent, so they won't do anything to him.

"I'll go in and have a look, you two are here to guard." Lu Yanqing made a decisive decision, shrunk his neck and got into the secret passage, not forgetting to add, "Watch out for that brat!"

……

Yin Li's room was in full swing.

Lu Yuan was about to be wrapped in magic silk again. After all, the whole cave was the territory of the ghost boy, and there was a pool of blood under his feet.

Yin Li's expression tightened, and he stood beside Lu Yuan in a flash. Spiritual power poured out, forming a huge shield in front of them.

The magic thread tentacles struck the sky and covered the sky, and they were all bounced back the moment they touched the shield, and ripples flashed one after another on the shield due to the violent impact.

The magic thread that hit the shield was immediately dyed with a layer of golden light, which continued to spread, and the entire tentacles burned.

Lu Yuan suddenly saw Yin Li making a move, his eyes became darker, and he said aggrievedly, "Master, why are you here? Don't dirty your clothes, I can take care of it..."

Yin Li let out a long sigh. He wanted to reach out and touch Lu Yuan's head, but when he saw the blood on his hair, he withdrew his hand in disgust, "Let's settle it early, and we'll go back together."

Lu Yuan lowered his head, and unconsciously raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Ahhh... Bao'er hurts to death, bad brother, Bao'er hates you!" Xiao Bao'er broke off the tentacles, the silver bell shook slightly, and the magic thread attacked from all directions.

Yuan Lu was no longer idle, every move of Lu Yuan was like a thorn in his eyes.

As long as he is dealt with, all the gentleness of Master will be his own!

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his white-blue hand.The long sword was full of cold air, and the moment it appeared in Yuan Lu's hand, the surrounding air was covered with a layer of frost. Those who understand swords can tell at a glance that it is made of Wannian black iron. into the ice sword.

Both in appearance and material, it is the same as the "Shuxue" given to Lu Yuan by Yin Li. The only difference is that Lu Yuan's Shuxue has long been corroded by the evil energy in his body, and the blade has long been black like death. And the sword in Yuan Lu's hand still retains the luster of black iron.

Facing the magic thread, the blush at the corners of Yin Li's eyes became even brighter. He turned his spiritual power into an arrow, and headed straight up to the magic thread.

And Lu Yuan also popped out from Yin Li's side at that moment, pointing his sword at Yuan Lu.

Yanqing managed to get out of the secret path, and just stepped out with one foot, when he saw the scene of the gods fighting, he quickly put his foot back again.

What that kid said is true!

Yanqing hid in the secret passage, praying that the gods were fighting seriously just now, and no one saw him.

With just one glance, Yanqing saw that Yin Li and Lu Yuan were having fun with two people in Taoist uniforms of the Changxu sect.

It's just that what are those two long ones on Changxu Gate?A teenager with hair covering half of his face, and another ghost doll with blue and black skin?

And the magic thread of the blood pool under their feet made Yanqing think of those few words Xia Cheng said.

Changxumen is raising monsters...

Brother Immortal came to save us... We fought with monsters...

Fuck, so what secret did he stumble upon?

After all, it's a long time to live. I thought that with the strength of ancestor Yin and Sect Master Lu, there might not be anyone in the whole cultivation world who can fight with them.

Yanqing tried her best to calm down, and looked into the cave again.

The scene of blood splashing just now has disappeared, and there is not even a single person in the entire cave. The blood pool under the feet is still tumbling, and there are still some magic thread remains soaked in it, which are as smooth as baby skin, and blood bubbles pop out one after another. .

A ball of magic silk half the size of the cave hangs in the center of the cave, exuding a dangerous dark aura.

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Yin Lisheng has nothing to love.

After coming to this world, I have to deal with the magic silk every now and then. Except for the magic silk in Lu Yuan's body, which looks better, everything else is sticky and greasy. Yin Li really doesn't want to be contaminated at all.

But now, after a fight with Xiao Baoer's magic thread, he was locked in a ball formed by Lu Yuan's magic thread.

In the space where he couldn't see his fingers, Yin Li could still hear Lu Yuande's breathing, and walked straight over.

This time, the inside of the magic silk ball was like a small dark world. Yin Li had walked for some time before vaguely seeing Lu Yuan squatting in front of him.

His body was shrinking slowly, squatting in the corner with blood and flesh, Nahun wood inserted into his body, gradually forcing the devil blood out of his body, those devil blood turned into black magic thread, entwined around his whole body.

Little Lu Yuan coughed violently, and seemed to have regained a little strength after coughing up blood. Seeing that the magic thread beside him still refused to leave him, he pulled out the soul-receiving wood again, and inserted|inserted it into his body.

The magic thread finally gradually turned transparent, but in the process of disappearing, it formed the shape of a human body and disappeared in the air.

Yin Li suddenly felt as if something was stuck in his neck, his mouth was bitter and bitter, and he couldn't say anything.

Lu Yuan seemed to have heard Yin Lide's footsteps, raised his head, met Yin Li's gaze, and in the blink of an eye, he became himself now.

The scenes just now were all illusions presented by the memories in Lu Yuan's mind.

"Master." Lu Yuan endured the pain of colliding demon energy and spiritual energy in his body, forcefully pinched his body, removed the blood on his head, and looked at Yin Li with his spotless eyes.

Yin Li was still thinking about how to appease Lu Yuan, but Lu Yuan had already washed himself and sent it over.

He naturally wanted to pat Lu Yuan's head.

"I'll find someone to treat you after I go out." Yin Lichang sighed, thinking that Lu Yuan lost control this time, most likely because of himself.

Just now Lu Yuan had been suppressing the devilish energy in his body and fought Yuan Lu fiercely. The more they fought, Lu Yuan's disgust towards Yuan Lu became stronger.

The same ice sword, the same moves, and even the same eyes...

The two were evenly matched, but the situation on Yin Li's side was different.

Although this mountain was Xiao Baoer's territory, Yin Li gradually gained the upper hand. After tearing off all Xiao Baoer's tentacles, the ghost boy plunged headlong into the pool of blood.

Yin Li looked at the blood pool with a look of embarrassment on his face, he didn't want to go in and catch Xiao Bao'er out.

Unexpectedly, the pool of blood surged again, and Xiao Baoer was once again lifted up by the new Mostor. At some point, his eyes turned blood-red, three heads and six arms stretched out from his blue-gray body, each hand raised With a person offering tribute.

Xiao Bao'er let out a breath of foul air, he raised his arms, and ate the people on each of the six hands one by one, and then showed a child-like innocent smile that didn't fit his appearance.

The silver rings on the hands and feet rang softly, and those magic threads seemed to be given life, and they struck in the direction of Yin Li.

Both Lu Yuan and Yuan Lu's expressions changed.

A body full of magic energy surged, and the body-centered magic thread poured out, and immediately surrounded Yin Li.

One rushed towards Xiao Bao'er holding a sword of ice, like a stroke of thick ink, piercing Bao'er's body with a sword.

At that moment, Lu Yuan's magic thread swept the entire cave.

The longer the magic thread parasitizes a person, the more powerful that person will be, but his thoughts will gradually be erased.

Xiao Baoer is a body that the Changxu Sect finally found that can coexist with the magic thread. With such a physique, even though there are many disciples of the Changxu Sect, only a few can be found. It is like worshiping gods every day, bringing fresh virgins and virgins. Feeding Mosi, also called Xiao Baoer the "Son of God".

In Yin Li's world, it is called a "demon"

……

"Kakkaka."

I don't know what voice sounded behind Yin Li, Yin Li turned his head suddenly, and saw Yuan Lu who was walking step by step.

He held the ice sword in his hand, the skin on his face was peeling off piece by piece, and he looked at the two people in the corner with a gloomy expression.

This was originally Lu Yuan's magic silk ball, but Lu Yuan tried his best to suppress it, so the magic silk did not attack Yin Li.

And Mosi didn't seem to respond to Yuan Lu.

It's like they can't tell the difference at all.

"I'm sorry, Master." Lu Yuan stood up slowly, his body was bleeding out again, with a hint of sandalwood smell, "I will take a while to solve it."

After all, he also held the Shuxue Sword, the ink in his eyes became darker.

In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the darkness.