soul repair

In an instant, they were surrounded by white-clothed disciples. Guan Lingdao and Ren Guanling stood back to back. Someone approached them step by step, trapping them.Ren Guanling usually didn't use weapons, but he still didn't take out anything at this time. His long hair and light clothes flew around in a hurry, his wide sleeves bulged in the night wind, and his demeanor was calm and unruffled.

When things were like this, he could still act as if there was nothing around him.Guan Lingdao felt that his elder brother was too good at putting on a show, so he whispered impatiently, "Is there a way to escape without killing people?"

"Yes." The voice was calm.

Also installed.Then pretend that even the head on the item is gone.

The master and elder brother are both people of the same way, I don't know whether it's intentional or innate, they don't change color even when Mount Tai is overwhelmed, no matter when they are in a mess.Ji Qingyan was as cold as a rock, Ren Guanling was as gentle as water, their temperaments were completely opposite, but no one would want to see them panicking.In terms of scheming and city government, Guan Lingdao couldn't compare to them. He liked playing the piano and singing, but his master and elder brother preferred playing chess, which was a boring thing that required both mind and body.

Ji Qingyan and Ren Guanling have been playing chess for a long time, but he still can't see what kind of ending this game will be.

The twin swords came rushing towards the wind, and the sword energy swept Guan Lingdao's face slightly cold.He said angrily and anxiously: "How can I rush out without hurting anyone?"

While speaking, he rolled over in the air and narrowly escaped, the black short blade flew along the trend, knocking the flying sword body with a loud clang.Turning his head to look at Ren Guanling, the Banished Immortal was still blowing the wind quietly, he was about to die of anxiety, and he still had leisure to blow the wind.

The disciple wielding the sword immediately stopped, looked up at Guan Lingdao, and dared not go any further as if feeling uneasy.Hua Caixing was speechless for a long time, and picked up the broken sword on the ground: "It was broken with one blow, what is your Horcrux made of?"

Guan Lingdao's face was blue, and the black short blade in his hand was pointing to the ground, cold to the bone. In the silence, it seemed that he could hear the uncontrollable roar and screams from the short blade.

Hua Caixing raised his sleeve lightly, and already held a light and delicate pen in his hand: "In terms of cultivation, you are not as good as me."

It's not comparable, of course it's not comparable, and it may not be his opponent after ten or eight years of practice.A cool breeze blew up Guan Lingdao's sleeves, and suddenly he saw Hua Caixing draw a circle in the air with his brush, and when he let go of his hand, the short blade suddenly fell into Hua Caixing's hand.Looking down at Hua Caixing, the short blade is neither gold nor jade, and the whole body is dark and cold. Holding it in the hand seems to absorb the warmth of people, and a trace of sadness and coldness emerges from the bottom of my heart.

"What is it?" he asked.After so many years of killing souls, this was the first time he saw such a murderous and resentful Horcrux.

Guan Lingdao looked at him silently, his face was cold, suddenly the wind blew up all around, and the short blade left Hua Caixing's hand with lightning speed. When Hua Caixing looked up with a pale face, Guan Ling Dao stood a few feet in front of him, and the short blade returned to his hand at some point.

Hua Caixing swallowed slightly.Guan Lingdao's cultivation is not as good as his, but this short blade may not be as good as him. Just now Guan Lingdao showed mercy and didn't take advantage of the opportunity to cut his neck while he was looking at it. Otherwise, with the murderous and soul energy of this short blade, I am afraid that there are not many people in the younger generation of the Northern and Southern Dynasties who can resist.

"Flower Color Tour, we broke in by mistake tonight, please let us do it for your convenience." Guan Lingdao said and turned his head, "Brother, let's go."

Hua Caixing took a deep breath, flipped his wide sleeves, and the disciples around him moved quickly. The white figure shuttled through the forest, and the spiritual energy faintly surged up, as if a net had been opened, trapping the two of them in the center.Hua Caixing said in a deep voice: "The head of the family has an order. When I see your benefactor again, even if I use all the members of the Hua family, I must arrest him."

Guan Lingdao was startled, gritted his teeth and whispered to Ren Guanling, "How did you offend Hua Luochun?"

It's not good to offend anyone, but to offend Hua Luochun, who has such a high level of cultivation and such a small mind. Who doesn't know that the head of the Hua family will avenge every grievance, and if anyone offends him, he will end badly. hair?

The Hua family is in such an overwhelming situation that if they don't kill people today, they won't be able to get out.

"Young Master Hua, my master and the Hua family have always been on good terms. If I hurt a Hua family member today, the master will definitely blame me. Could you please let us go just like that?" Guan Lingdao said in a low voice.

"The owner of the family is not you, but him from the beginning to the end." Juanxiu's brush pointed at Ren Guanling, "The owner of the family has orders, so I'm sorry."

As he said that, the white figure flew over quickly, completely disregarding his own safety, and made a move as if to catch him.Guan Lingdao was quite shocked by the festoons. Today, Young Master Hua's way of fighting was really not shameful. Knowing that Guan Lingdao didn't want to hurt others because of his master's face, he became more and more courageous to fight.

A spirit that does not leak water is covering the top of the head. If you don't kill people, you will be caught. What should you do today?

"Brother, what can you do? If you don't use it, you will never have another chance." Guan Lingdao whirled down in the air, and anxiously grabbed Ren Guanling's sleeve, "What are you going to do?"

Ren Guanling's lips moved, as if he had said something, but Guan Lingdao didn't hear clearly, when suddenly the sword energy came from behind, he hurriedly pulled Ren Guanling up, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, what did you say?"

At this moment, the pain in the waist was unbearable, as if suddenly many insects were biting, Guan Lingdao covered his stomach and opened his eyes wide, his lips trembled slightly, and blood was gurgling.

what happened?

The surroundings fell silent like death, Hua Luochun stood there frowning, only to see the spring-like man holding Guan Lingdao falling from the air, his light plain clothes stained with blood, still saying in that warm voice : "Please trouble me to invite Patriarch Hua here, I have something to say to him."

Guan Lingdao's eyes turned black, his waist hurt like being bitten by a poisonous insect, his head was drooping dizzily, and blood was flowing out from the corner of his mouth.

Hua Caixing put Guan Lingdao on the ground gently, his gaze was very deep: "Why don't you ask Palace Mistress Ji to come and see him, Lingdao has been poisoned with fatal poison, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive."

Guan Lingdao's eye sockets were a little wet, his nose was a little sore, and his fingers were moving convulsively.

"Brother, is it you, is it you..." Why did he bring him here in the middle of the night, not to meet the enemy, not to rob people, but insisted on hurting him in front of Huacaixing.

He couldn't see anything clearly, and he vaguely felt that Ren Guanling's figure was floating in the water. He was clearly nearby, but his fingers couldn't catch anything, and he was so anxious that he was sweating all over.

"Guan Ying, do you hate me?"

These were the last words he heard.

I don't know how long it has passed, and there are rustling sounds in my ears, and occasionally there are a few creaking calls.He is very familiar with this voice. When he was a child, he spent all day in a prison cell that was dark, and he even raised one with the leftovers he hid.This is a mouse, the most common gray mouse in the cell. It looks cute and is easier to touch than other bugs.

He used to raise everything in the cell, cockroaches, bedbugs, mice, all of them were named, but unfortunately he was a loser, and these heartless people didn't remember him very much. He was very sad once, so Ren Guanling said in the cell next door, Animals have to be raised from a young age to be mature, otherwise they will eat and leave.

He listened to everything Ren Guanling said. He was his only relative, the elder brother he respected the most.

Unknowingly, I felt sad again, my nose was sore and uncomfortable, but I couldn't remember why.Suddenly, Guan Lingdao shuddered, his consciousness became clear in the darkness, and the moderate voice not far away was also immediately clear.

"...Third Palace Master, you are here." The voice was calm and gentle, as if chatting with someone and drinking tea.

Ren Guanling, the Ren Guanling who stabbed him just now.

"Lingdao is out of breath."

When Guan Lingdao heard this voice, it was as if a basin of hot water was being poured from the top of his head. He froze for a moment, then suddenly moved quickly.Master, master...

I can't scream, I can't move, I can't make any sound when I move my lips desperately, my body is more like dead flesh, not to mention moving, I can't even open my eyelids.Ji Qingyan said that he had passed away, but he was clearly still alive and not dead!

"Well, I killed him."

nonsense!

Ji Qingyan's hoarse voice was still calm: "He didn't die, you gave him the medicine to fake death, which is exactly the same medicine that Cen Moxing took when he was buried in fake death. It was the medicine you got from the Red Sandalwood Palace."

Ren Guanling said indifferently: "Is that so? When you entered the Red Sandalwood Palace, you only had the spirit in your heart, and you didn't care about anything else. I still have time to search their pharmacy."

"The antidote is with you." Ji Qingyan said again.

"It's here with me, otherwise you can go to the Red Sandalwood Palace to find it."

"It takes half a month to go back and forth, and it's too late." Ji Qingyan's voice was calm and polite, "You have already calculated it, and you are sure that I will be nearby. You and I both know what you want, so you might as well just say it."

Ren Guanling remained silent for a long time.

An unknown emotion welled up in Guan Lingdao's heart, a little cold, and also a little unexpectedly numb.Ren Guanling was playing chess, but it was a pity that he was also a pawn of his brother, he did not expect this move, and neither did Ji Qingyan at first.

"Say, what do you want?"

"Hualuochun will definitely arrive within two days, and I will definitely be killed at that time." Ren Guanling's voice came slowly, "I want to exchange the eight spirit listeners with you for the spiritual way."

Guan Lingdao's heart shook.as expected!

"Don't you like Lingdao?" Ren Guanling said matter-of-factly, "If you like it, why don't you take it away?"

I was dizzy and couldn't hear clearly.Is this Ren Guanling's plan?He can't beat the Hua family, and he is not sure about grabbing it hard. His only chance of winning is to bet on Ji Qingyan's affection for him.

Since when did he start to think about this?When he was beside Ji Qingyan?Ren Guanling, the bastard brother, even exchanged him like a thing.

"Take one of the eight people, and he will stay by your side from now on." Ren Guanling's voice was deep, "Either?"

Guan Lingdao's heart skipped a beat.What do you want, he said it like a steamed bun at a roadside stall.Ji Qingyan is usually ruthless and selfless, he will not easily agree to such a big matter as letting go of the eight soul listeners, right?

"It's okay if you don't want it, but it's hard to say what will happen in the future. If one day your Taoist cultivators kill me, will Lingdao still be with you?"

There was a lot of noise outside, Guan Lingdao felt something was wrong even with his eyes closed, the light was much brighter, the heat was rising, and the shouts continued, as if a raging fire had ignited.The chains on Ren Guanling shook, he stood up and said, "My people are here, what is Palace Mistress Ji's plan? Do you allow me to cooperate with the outside?"

There was a slight scratching sound, as if being secretly ground by something hard. Guan Lingdao once saw Ji Qingyan cut the black iron chain with a chess piece. Nothing could be seen from the outside, but the inside of the chain had become fragile. , if a person with cultivation level pulls it, it will break, and the sound is not far from the present.

"Thank you, Palace Master Ji."

"No thanks."

Ren Guanling lowered his head to look at the young man who was chained on the ground, suddenly smiled, broke the chain, and flew out without looking back.