Brilliant thorn

Thunderstorms continued, and the rugged mountain road was muddy and difficult to walk, so Xiao Jue temporarily stayed at Que Ling Terrace.

He opened the door of the palace, and let the slanting wind and drizzle rush in, washing away the remaining bloody smell in the air.

A special person sent a jar of good wine in the rain, Xiao Jue poured the wine on the ground, sacrificed to Cui Yushu first, then raised his head and took a sip, the strong wine scalded his throat and burned his heart and lungs.

Frost unsheathed, wine spilled on the blade.

"drink--!"

Xiao Jue let out a haughty cry, and the long sword soaked in wine in his hand was danced like a rainbow, like an afterimage.Porcelain vases and pottery were swept away by the sword energy, and their bodies were smashed to pieces one after another. The crisp cracking sound seemed to be playing music for this fierce and crazy sword dance.

Halfway through, the headband became loose and the robe was messed up. He didn't care about it. He simply kicked off his boots and spun around with his bare feet.

The floor was clean and cold, but Xiao Jue seemed to be stepping in a pool of blood. Cui Yushu's blood stained his feet red and made him shiver.

Amid the rustling sound, Xiao Jue was clad in a cold light and sword shadow, and three thousand blue silks fluttered wildly with his clothes, like ghosts and immortals.

Suddenly, he stepped on a piece of broken porcelain with his left foot, his figure shook, and he fell heavily to the ground.

He lay there, pulling out the shards, and raised his hand to see the blood on his fingertips.

This hand has been stained with the blood of many dead people. The first one is his mother, and the latest one is his adoptive father... Widowed relatives and poor love are probably his fate.

Xiao Jue laughed lowly, his whole body trembling.

The old man who punished him to kneel and be whipped every night died. He was so happy that he couldn't stop laughing till tears came to his eyes.

He waved the wine jar to the outside of the hall, and when he heard that the wine jar was broken, he turned over and fell asleep on his side on the floor.

When he woke up, the rain was about to stop, and the rainwater accumulated on the peak was rushing down the hillside, and the sound of the torrential water was like a flying waterfall added to the mountain.

He got up and gathered his clothes, looked around the messy hall, feeling very upset, leaned against the door of the hall and looked at the misty mountains in the distance, lost his mind for a long time, then turned and went to the darkroom.

The rancid smell became more and more intense, and Xiao Jue couldn't completely ignore it even if he covered his nose and held his breath.

He inspected it carefully with a candle, and found that the darkroom was a little...too crude.

In a huge room, there is a row of wooden frames nearly two people high on the north and south sides, on which there are no other things except some rare swords and weapons.

Many grids on the wooden frame are empty, this is far from the darkroom in Xiao Jue's memory.

He carefully inspected the two rows of wooden racks, and found no abnormalities in the mechanism, and next to the pile of heads in the middle of the dark room, there were two not too big wooden boxes side by side.The wooden box was locked, and he cut open the lid with his saber, and what was inside was nothing more than pearls and jade.

And it wasn't even full.

Even though Taxian Pavilion would hand over some treasures to the Demon Sect every year as a "show of loyalty", but Cui Yushu has been in Taxian Pavilion for nearly [-] years, so it is impossible to have only this little wealth.

Xiao Jue walked to the pile of skulls, leaned over and met Cui Yushu's ferocious eyes.

"The cunning rabbit has three caves, where is the foster father's secret?"

Naturally he couldn't get an answer, Xiao Jue didn't stay any longer, he ordered the shadow guards on duty not to allow anyone to disturb the pavilion master's retreat, and then he left the Que Ling Terrace and went back to his dormitory.

He wasn't worried about someone disobeying the order without permission, after all, no one liked being whipped by Cui Yushu, and everyone wished they could stay as far away from Que Ling Terrace as possible.

Xiao Jue soaked in the camphor barrel for nearly half an hour, his skin was wrinkled by the water, and the area around the welt was also whitened, and he finally got rid of the unpleasant smell of death.

As soon as he put on his underclothes, he heard a sharp scream from outside, followed by someone shouting "Stop", "Stop", Xiao Jue opened the door, and a ghostly black shadow flashed under the eaves.

"catch him!"

"Another person died! Don't let him escape!"

……

Xiao Jue ran after him.

Although that person's lightness kung fu was not as high as Jueying's, he was also extremely fast. Xiao Jue tried his best to chase after him. Although it was difficult to get rid of him, he couldn't bring them closer.

The sky was getting darker, the man was wearing a black cloak, and a big hood covered his face tightly, almost melting into the night.

Xiao Jue instinctively wanted to use a concealed weapon, and then he remembered that he was in a hurry to go out, and he didn't bring anything except Frost.

He was only wearing a thin undershirt, and his untied long hair was still wet.

Then he swung his sword and chopped off a branch of the tree, and the broken branch was like a sharp arrow on a string, piercing straight into the back of the man.

The black shadow avoided sideways, Xiao Jue took the opportunity to catch up, Frost Sword cut off his hood, the black shadow spun around a thick poplar tree, waved his hand, and the cloak fell from the sky like a big net.

With a sharp dance of the wrist, the long sword cut the cloak to pieces in an instant.

Cloth fragments mixed with the rain from the branches and fell, and when I looked again, the branches were empty, except for the woods in the east that were still shaking, Xiao Jue chased there with light kung fu.

The man in black walked faster and faster, and plunged down the branches in a panic, and got into a dense forest.

Even though Xiao Jue has lived in Buzhi Peak for nearly ten years, he has never been here.The forest here is lush and few people come here. Most of the trees and flowers grow wildly, with hooks and thorns. It didn't take long for his clothes to be scratched, and blood was even faintly seen.

Water gurgled down from the top of the peak, and the vine-grown forest was even more muddy and difficult to walk in. He was like this, and so was the man in black.

Xiao Jue identified his position by listening to the sound, and he used his sword to cut through the thorns and search the depths of the dense forest, but the man seemed to disappear out of thin air without a trace.

Although there are many plants and trees here, it is impossible to hide watertightly. He looked around with the twilight of the sky, and found a culvert on the mountain wall not far away.

The entrance of the cave hangs high on the cliff, and is mostly covered by the water on the peak and the surrounding climbing vines, so it is very hidden.

There was a dull thunder rolling in the sky, and it seemed to rain again, so Xiao Jue jumped up, climbed up the climbing vines, and drilled into the culvert through the water curtain.

The already weak light was more than half weakened by the natural barrier at the entrance of the cave, Xiao Jue felt as if he was in the night at this moment.

He cheered up 12, listened carefully, and vaguely noticed a slight sound in the depths of the cave.It's just that the sound of the waterfall outside was too close, which disturbed his judgment, so he walked a few steps inside by touching the mountain wall.

After walking about tens of feet away, the sound of the water behind him gradually became weaker, while the sound in front became more and more clear.

He clenched his saber tightly, following the movement and deliberately walking forward with light steps.

This culvert is extremely deep and huge, with twists and turns and no end.

In the darkness, the voice was also near and far away, Xiao Jue was a little uncertain, maybe he walked in circles for a long time.

Suddenly there was a soft rustling sound from the side, Xiao Jue moved his ears, Frost had cut off several blades, and then heard a few "squeaks", and the sound disappeared.

He poked his feet over and kicked, it should be some mice.

Xiao Jue continued to move forward, within a few steps, a hand suddenly grasped his shoulder from behind in the darkness, he turned back and slashed straight, the sword wiped out sporadic sparks, and the flash of light allowed him to clearly see the sword-browed star of the comer head.

"why you?"

The two spoke in unison, one surprised and the other disgusted.

Xiao Jue let out a cold snort, and pierced the man's chest with frost in his hand. Fu Shaoyu managed to dodge it, and blocked the sword that was slashed at his neck with his backhand, and sighed: "What kind of hatred do you and I have? Every time we meet It has to be so intense, isn't it?"

"Ask Hades." Even though there was no such thing as buying his head with thousands of dollars, Xiao Jue wanted to pull out his annoying tongue.

He raised his hand and swung his sword to stab again, but it fell into the air, the surroundings were silent, and Fu Shaoyu disappeared out of thin air.

Xiao Jue frowned, and while he was in doubt, suddenly his right arm holding the sword was clamped, and then a warm body was attached to the side and back, and Fu Shaoyu's laughter rang in his ears: "I don't want to die."

"You—!" Xiao Jue's mouth went numb, Frost was shaken off and he dropped his hands, his acupuncture points were locked and he couldn't move, he couldn't help being startled and angry, "What the hell are you playing!"

Fu Shaoyu picked up the saber for him, patted the blade against Xiao Jue's cheek twice, and said: "I'll keep it for you first, lest you come and stab me again."

Xiao Jue tried to open the acupoints, but he couldn't raise his internal energy, and if he forcibly exerted energy, his whole body would suffer severe pain.

"Don't bother, your Excellency, as long as you are obedient and stop thinking about sending me to see the King of Hades, Fu Mou will naturally unlock the acupoints for you." In the darkness, Fu Shaoyu's voice came back through the four walls of the culvert, and Xiao Jue three-dimensional surrounded.

Xiao Jue gritted his teeth and said, "How did you just disappear out of thin air?"

Fu Shaoyu didn't answer, just said: "Your name."

Xiao absolutely refused to submit obediently, so Fu Shaoyu turned around and left, and soon the footsteps disappeared.

In the darkness, Xiao Jue stood against the mountain wall like a wooden man, and soon his face was wet by the condensation dripping from the cave ceiling, and his long hair stuck to his chest and back, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Hey!"

He called out, but no one answered.

"Squeak-"

A slight sound came from his feet, the hem of his trousers seemed to be bitten by a mouse, Xiao Jue showed disgust, and called him again: "Hey! Fu Shaoyu!"

There was still no response, the mouse became more and more rampant, its fangs were clenched tightly, and its four claws grabbed the boots to climb up. He gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Jue!"

Before the words fell, the man's deep and gentle laughter sounded behind him: "Good name."

"You're kidding me!" The eyes full of anger were lost in the darkness, without any deterrent effect, and they sounded a little bit more charming in the ears of those who cared.

Fu Shaoyu kicked the mouse away from his feet, and did not untie the acupoints for him, but lowered his lower body slightly, and carried Xiao Jue on his shoulders.

This avoids physical contact, and Fu Shaoyu was slightly taken aback by Xiao Jue's thin clothes.

"Why do you wear so little?"

Touching his leg with a big hand, Xiao Jue's heart was even worse, but he couldn't move, so he could only greet Fu Shaoyu's eighteenth generation ancestors.

Fu Shaoyu wasn't angry either, he said with a smile: "Your mouth is so sharp, I don't know how to touch Ya acupoint, if you continue to scold me, I have no choice but to sacrifice my life for righteousness and seek to be clean."

Is there any martial arts practitioner who can't tap the Ya point alone?

This is nothing more than teasing him again.

Xiao Jue scolded even more fiercely, he has always been reticent, he would never talk nonsense if he could do it, this is the first time in his life that he scolded someone like this.

Fu Shaoyu carried him through a few bends before putting him down.

Xiao Jue suddenly stopped talking, because the man in the darkness rushed forward like a beast, the scorching breath sprayed on his face, the distance was too close, Xiao Jue even saw Fu Shaoyu's bright eyes clearly.

"Why don't you scold me?"

Fu Shaoyu's voice was very low, which seemed to be dangerous, but it was only for a moment.

A flame suddenly lit up, Xiao Jue subconsciously closed his eyes.

Fu Shaoyu inserted the torch between the stones and began to undress, Xiao Jue immediately stared at him vigilantly, the flames danced faintly in the different-colored pupils, very seductive.

"What do you think I'm doing? Do not see evil, don't you understand?"

Fu Shaoyu was joking, he took off only a black undershirt, but his hands didn't stop, just like that, under Xiao Jue's resentful and vigilant eyes, he unbuttoned the undershirt slowly, revealing his strong chest.

He walked back in front of Xiao Jue again, stretched out his hand to untie his clothes belt, the corners of Xiao Jue's eyes turned red.

"What are you doing! Go away!"

"What else can you do if you take off your clothes? Don't be noisy, just be obedient."

Fu Shaoyu took off his underwear which was torn by thorns, fearing that Xiao Jue would kill himself by biting his tongue, so he didn't take off his underwear together with his obscene pants.

The moisture in the culvert fell on the naked body, making people shiver, and then, Xiao Jue's body warmed up, and Fu Shaoyu's black undershirt wrapped him tightly.

"The last time I donated blood to detoxify, this time I donated clothes to keep out the cold. No matter how angry you are with me, it should be gone, right?"