I couldn't refuse my arch-nemesis' courtship today.

In the misty and murderous Ruannan Secret Realm, there are countless ferocious monsters, each of them entrenched in one side, guarding their own territory.

In the east of the secret realm, a monster named Qingmao has round, blood-colored pupils, and its four hooves covered by hard, dark scales dig the ground restlessly. The low-level monsters were summoned by his roar, and they were ordered to scatter to find the target of the green nightmare.

And at the edge of the cliff at the foot of the monster Qingmao, the barrier outside the natural cave was covered by the mist that lingered all year round. Xuan Ying, who was sitting inside, stared blankly at the corpse in front of him. To be precise, it was a beautiful corpse. As the elder brother among Xuanjiangmen's disciples of this generation, Xuanying's mind is rarely blank, and he is helpless with the person in front of him.

An hour ago, this glamorous corpse was still his nemesis, Shen Shimian, but now the other party is motionless, with a quiet and obedient appearance that he would never see in a tit-for-tat confrontation. The glaring red streaks all showed that Shen Shimian's body was gradually losing its vitality.

Shen Shimian undoubtedly has an excellent appearance. At this time, the extreme contrast between red and white lips is even more shockingly beautiful. In the past, his personal likes and dislikes affected Xuan Ying's perception, and it was the first time he discovered the other's beauty. The skin is so good, well, it is on par with me, and it is worthy of being my opponent.

The fuzzy and chaotic thoughts flashed away, Xuan Ying pressed his forehead, forcibly restrained the thinking that was too shocking and too divergent, and faced the reality.

Said it was a beautiful corpse, but in fact Shen Shimian was not completely dead. Xuan Ying stuffed all the pills on his body that could be stuffed, and it could only slow down the speed of the other party's vitality. The world separated the sense of the monsters and cut off the possibility of them calling for help. At this time, the rescuers from the same sect must not be the first to send the distress signal.

Shen Shimian was injured too badly, and if he continued like this, he would really die.

Xuan Ying gritted his teeth, and took out a piece of brightly colored red string the thickness of a little finger from the mustard bag with a complex expression. Tie one end of the red string to Shen Shimian's little finger, and tie the other end to himself. If there are seniors and sisters from the same school at this time, they will be happy to do the other end of the red string instead of him. people.

The seemingly inconspicuous red string is called the mandarin duck thread. It is the most precious thing in Xuan Ying's body. He fell in love with the user without hesitation, but Xuan Ying devoted himself to cultivation, and had no hobbies other than dealing with Shen Shimian on a daily basis, and there was no one who wanted to use the mandarin duck thread to achieve his goal.

The reason why he took out the mandarin duck thread now is because of its side effects. The mandarin duck thread can lock the soul of the dying person. As long as the soul is not scattered, even if the body is torn into thousands of pieces, the soul will be safe and sound. Xuan Ying When he was desperate, he wanted to use the power of the artifact to keep Shen Shimian alive.

Just as he was hesitating, it seemed as if a transparent soul body overflowed into the air between Shen Shimian's brows. Xuan Ying closed his eyes, quickly tied the other end of the red thread to his little finger, and then cut himself and his body apart. With Shen Shimian's palm, he held the red rope and Shen Shimian's palm together with his backhand. The blood soaked it, emitting a soft red light, and then the red rope became translucent. Except for the tied people, everyone else People can't see it.

Shen Shimian's condition then stabilized, and there were no more signs of loss of vitality or soul leaving the body. Xuan Ying stared at his ignorant face in frustration, and murmured, "In the end, I will let you use this broken rope." Yes, it’s probably God’s will.”

Coincidentally, the only person he ever thought of using the mandarin duck line was indeed Shen Shimian.

It wasn't because he had a crush on Shen Shimian, so he confronted Shen Shimian on the surface and wanted to attract Shen Shimian's attention. Xuan Ying was not so boring and naive, it was purely because he overheard the juniors talking about a certain junior who was infatuated with Ling Xiao Pavilion The senior sister couldn't get what she asked for, and she was tortured for the sake of the other party's food and drink, so she didn't want to die or live, making people neither human nor ghost.

At that time, he was indifferent on the surface, but in fact he thought of his divine weapon mandarin duck line. If Shen Shimian fell in love with himself as an enemy, he would definitely not get what he wanted, and in the end he let him get whatever he wanted. That scene was very beautiful to think about.

Of course, Xuan Ying was just thinking about it, he didn't even bother to do such an invincible thing, and occasionally suffered a dark loss at the hands of Shen Shimian before gritting his teeth and finding a psychological balance through imagination.

Now we can only hope that Shen Shimian's master can revive him soon after he returns, this broken rope can only be undone and brought back again if both of them are alive.

"Brother Xuan Ying, what are you doing?"

Just when Xuan Ying was having a headache, a voice that shouldn't have appeared appeared out of thin air. Xuan Ying suddenly looked up, and saw a somewhat transparent figure leaning against the wall of the grotto, looking at him indifferently.

Xuan Ying stared at him blankly, lost his black hair that was bound like a waterfall, his handsome and indifferent appearance, his supercilious expression, who else could it be if it wasn't Shen Shimian?

"You're dead." Xuan Ying replied instinctively, but he didn't answer the question.

The translucent Shen Shimian was not angry when he heard the words, some ethereal figure leisurely approached Xuan Ying who was sitting, forcing Xuan Ying's face to slowly lift up as he approached, "Since I'm dead, why can't the soul Leaving? Even feeling a little physical connection."

Shen Shimian's cultivation was not enough for him to survive in the form of a soul.

His tone was so calm that he didn't seem to be talking about his own life and death. Xuan Ying was usually annoyed by his pious appearance, which made others look like a common man who was startled. Today, he was not in the mood to care about it, and replied with his face raised, "Because I locked your soul with an artifact."

Xuan Ying concealed the main function of the mandarin duck line, which sounds very serious. He didn't know much about this thing, and only stayed in the superficial description.

Shen Shimian's eyes rarely showed surprise. In his impression, Xuan Ying and him have never lived in peace for a day since childhood. Today, he is willing to spend a rare artifact to save himself. His relationship with Xuan Ying should be irrelevant. So good.

After a moment of silence, Shen Shimian still said appreciatively, "Thank you for your kindness, brother. When I recover, I will return the two artifacts to brother."

Xuan Ying said quietly, "I don't want the artifact." He has already seen through it, and he is not the one who can keep the artifact.

Xuan Ying's luck has always been very bad. No matter whether he explores the secret realm or looks for treasures based on clues, he rarely gains anything. I don’t know, Xuan Ying, the senior brother who seems to be unique and never relies on external things, is a real poor man. He managed to keep a tasteless artifact. An hour ago, he just took it back from the thief. An hour later Now, again, he has nothing.

Shen Shimian was surprised for the second time. Everyone knows that Xuan Ying likes to collect treasures and artifacts. Although he never uses them after collecting them, it does not affect his reputation as a well-known favorite of treasures. Moreover, the treasures that Xuan Ying acquires are never loaned out. Send, why are you so generous today?

When things go wrong, there must be a demon, Shen Shimian frowned suddenly, and even wondered if Xuan Ying in front of him was some secret realm demon in disguise.

Seeing that his expression was different, the guilty Xuan Ying stared back fiercely, "I don't want you to return the magic weapon, but I have to promise me two things."

Shen Shimian frowned, nodded in agreement, and according to Xuan Ying's previous style of confronting him tit for tat, he was ready to be made things difficult by the opponent.

Xuan Ying, who had been fooled a little bit, was secretly relieved, and couldn't help thinking of the function of the mandarin duck line, so he quietly observed Shen Shimian, and saw that Shen Shimian's appearance was no different from before, and he was still very indifferent to himself, without any incarnation The nympho loves the appearance of what he loves so much that he wants to die and live, so he mutters a little, is the main function of the artifact fake, or does it not work on the soul?

If this is the case, I feel a little regretful that I can't see the other side of Shen Shimian, Xuan Ying, because the opportunity is rare after all.

Shen Shimian didn't care about his scrutiny, but just floated to the entrance of the cave and looked out, the outside was still shrouded in thick fog, "Brother, where are we now?"

Since Shen Shimian didn't seem to be affected by the effect of the mandarin duck line, he didn't have to face embarrassment, so Xuan Ying, who was relieved, patted his robe and stood up, "In the territory of the green nightmare monster, I temporarily sealed the entrance of this cave with an enchantment. It’s dark under the light and I haven’t found it yet, but it can’t last too long.”

That is to say, he was still in the Ruannan Secret Realm, Shen Shimian said thoughtfully, "I am a soul body now, monsters have poor perception of soul bodies, so let me go out and do some investigation..." He paused here , raised his wrist and pointed to the red line connecting Xuan Ying and his own body on the translucent soul body's little finger and asked, "This is?"

Faced with Shen Shimian's unknowingly pure question, Xuan Ying's eyes wandered for a moment, and he replied without changing his expression, "It's an artifact that locks your soul, and if you unlock it, you will be wiped out."

Everything he said was true, Shen Shimian didn't feel guilty.

"Why is senior brother here?" If Shen Shimian remembered correctly, Xuan Ying did not participate in this trip to the secret realm.

Xuan Ying's eyes ignited with anger, "I don't know who leaked the fact that I got the ancient artifact. A thief stole it three days ago. I chased him all the way into the secret realm."

If this wasn't his only remaining artifact, how could he be so angry that he would personally chase the thief for three thousand miles.

Xuan Ying, who recovered the artifact, met the dying Shen Shimian, and rescued him from the claws of Qingmao. Thinking of this, Xuan Ying's remaining demeanor prevented him from greeting the thief and the ancestor of the guy who attacked Shen Shimian For the eighteenth generation, he could only take a deep breath to calm down.

At this moment, Xuan Ying didn't realize at all that the red thread was not tied to Shen Shimian alone.

"Will the artifact limit our range of activities?" Shen Shimian didn't notice his subtle thoughts, and continued to ask, Xuan Ying looked innocent, "I don't know."

The ancient artifacts have been handed down to this day, and many functions have to be explored by those who have obtained them. Shen Shimian stopped asking and planned to test it himself.

The barrier does not restrict the soul body, he passed through it easily, there was no strange feeling at first, the red line seemed to extend with the distance he flew away, but when the soul body flew up to the edge of the cliff, he could see the green nightmare , Shen Shimian frowned suddenly, a red light flashed in his eyes, and he felt a little anxious, as if he had lost something important.

The author has something to say: yes, Xuanying is a non-chief who has lived for thousands of years, and the only ssr is still weak, so he has to develop auxiliary functions

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Thank you cute Yu Qiubai for giving me the grenade~