Dressed as the protagonist Shou's brother who died young

Gradually……

Worry, anxiety, fear, urgency, all kinds of emotions uncontrollably grew from the bottom of his heart, making his whole heart mess up.

I don't know how long I stood in the snow for so long, the wind and snow blowing like a knife on my face made Wen Song suddenly feel a little pain, he touched his cold forehead, inexplicably, calmed down a little.

Panicking can't save people, he looked at the fluttering snow flakes and thought in a daze.

Wen Song took out the small flying boat from the storage bag and jumped on it, then spread out a roll of blank jade slips and put them on the ground, and began to sort out what happened these days.

If according to Yin Su's inference, let's assume that the falling snow was a warning, then why it was a warning, the reason is still unclear, Wen Song put an unknown sign next to it.

Next, the suzerain sent them to rush to help the sect, but within half a month, they encountered people who intercepted them, and some disciples even encountered them earlier, and this snowfall obviously not only swept through the Yueling sect, so does it mean that other sects Did this happen under the asylum?

Wen Song made another sign.

If the above conjectures are true, how many people can possess such enormous power in the cultivation world?

Wen Song listed the forces he knew one by one, and after marking the suspected places, he then pushed down. These people pretended to be fellow disciples, kicked the real disciples off the flying boat, and snatched Danxiu away. prevent them from saving lives.

But it seems... more than that.

Wen Songsi and the woman always had doubts about their persistent pursuit of their group, and thought differently. If he was the other party, he would definitely not pester him after the first hit, because the first sneak attack had already made them The best opportunity has been lost, if you want to attack again, you must have a more complete plan than the last one. In this way, it will undoubtedly consume too much time and material resources, and the woman's subsequent actions have also proved this point.

If you are afraid that they will pass the news back, you don't need to spend so much effort, because after so many days, it is impossible for the sect to not notice anything.

So Wen Song felt that the purpose of the other party's persistence to follow them should not be that simple. Thinking back to the eyes of the woman who finally fell on him, Wen Song always had a strong intuition that those people came for him, not just Because he is a Danxiu.

Wen Song put a question mark on the reason.

The people behind it are either the leader of this falling snow, or the people who swim in the troubled waters to fish, no matter what their purpose is, they must have great malice.

Wen Song closed the jade slips full of memorabilia, his brows furrowed.

If his guess is correct, then today's siege is aimed at him, and has nothing to do with Yin Su, or any senior brothers, but he is the one who escaped now.

Thinking of this, Wen Song frowned even tighter.

After thinking about it, he sent messages to Senior Sister Huairuo, Master and Zhenjun Chongyao respectively, and informed them of the situation here. The last message talisman was passed on to Yin Weizhi...

Time passed slowly, the sky darkened, dark clouds enveloped the solitary light, and there was a dead silence in the dark world...

Wen Song sat cross-legged on the flying boat. While practicing, he split his mind and called Yin Su in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He thought he still wouldn't get a response this time, but he didn't expect there to be any movement on the other side, "Go straight back to the Yueling gate."

, will make the city unsafe. "

Wen Song suddenly heard Yin Su's voice, and all the emotions in his heart suddenly disappeared, leaving only tranquility, and after hearing his voice clearly, that tranquility turned into resentment, "I'm safe, but what about you?" ?”

"I'll go back soon," Yin Su coughed, which affected the wound in the meridians, a new bloodstain slid down from the corner of his lips, covering the dark red that was about to dry up, "Just wait for me at the Zongmen. "

Wen Song didn't respond, he was silent for a moment and then said: "Su Su said he wanted to be with me, but when danger came, he pushed me away, and now he wants to trick me into being a three-year-old?"

Yin Su fell silent.

Wen Song didn't necessarily want his response, "I'm not...not such a fragile person. I can fight the enemy with you, and I can live and die with you calmly, but why do you...just push me away?" open me?"

His voice was very soft, but also very sad, "You talk, it doesn't count."

Listening to his low vibrato, Yin Su suddenly felt waves in his heart. From love comes sorrow, and from love comes fear. He is just an ordinary person, because there are people who are happy, and there are also weaknesses. He didn't dare to put him in danger easily, but his fear also made the other person sad, "I was wrong."

Hearing his low tone, Wen Song's eyes suddenly glistened, "Then I forgive you this time, in the future... can you not push me away?"

Yin Su hesitated in his heart and dared not agree, but because of the silent urging from the other side, he finally answered "Yes".

The tears accumulated in Wen Song's eyes overflowed, but a smile appeared on his lips.

Yin Su couldn't say anything about letting him go back and hide at this time, but he didn't want to put him in danger, so he was speechless for a while.

At this time, another place in the cultivation world.

The soul-fixing incense made of thousand-year-old sacred wood rises from the animal-shaped copper furnace, and the fragrance in the pavilion is warm and fragrant.

The white-haired woman got up from the soft couch, didn't even bother to put on her shoes, and walked to the window. Her hands were a bit slender, and the movement of rolling the curtain and pushing the window was very gentle. match each other.

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The person serving at the side glanced at the unburned Dinghun Incense, hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and said cautiously: "My lord, the incense has been blown away."

The woman looked at the snow outside the window with a casual smile in her eyes, "Look, is it snowing too much?"

The maid followed the woman's gaze, and there was no other color except the kindly floating white outside the small window. She lowered her eyes and said respectfully, "It's very big."

"It's better to be older," the woman leaned against the window, a strand or two of hair was swept into the sea of ​​snow by the wind, and danced with it, but she couldn't tell where the snow was and where the hair was. "What happened to that monk?" ?”

The maid said: "He said he didn't see

In front of the person you want to see, you will no longer divide your luck. "

A smirk crossed the woman's lips, it seemed to be sarcasm, but also seemed to find it ridiculous. She had been looking for that thing for thousands of years, but she couldn't destroy it no matter what she found, but now she just borrowed the luck of a Golden Core cultivator. How ridiculous is it to achieve the goal?How unfair?

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"Where is that person, have you found it?"

"No," the maid finished, not daring to look at the woman's face, and immediately knelt down, "There is news from the Yueling Gate, saying yes

It was only one step away from catching someone. "

"A step short?"

"Yes," the maid lowered her head.

The woman raised her eyes and looked straight at the sky through the boundless white snow, her eyes were blood red.

After a while, she withdrew her gaze and ordered: "Transfer people from other sects to Yueling Gate and search for them with all your strength. Also, take care of that person and never let him escape."

"Respect the Lord's order."

Moon Order Gate.

Shen Yu received the news from various peak masters, his eyes filled with fear, he pinched the magic arts with his fingertips, but he couldn't calculate anything, it was nothing.

Shen Yu didn't feel that her technique was useless, so she tried several times in a row, but in the end, the result was the same as before.

He walked outside the hall, looking at the thick cloud, with gloomy eyebrows lowered, after a long time, he summoned several trusted peak masters to Suying Hall.

Several people cupped their hands and said, "Sect Master."

Shen Yu waved his hand, "How about other sects?"

Chong Yao said: "Nine Yi Sects are all sword cultivators, and most of the city lords attached to them are disciples of sword cultivators. Therefore, their combat power is extremely high, and they will be least affected. All the clouds and waters are alchemy cultivators, even if there are high-ranking cultivators. , and it can't stop the people behind the scenes from deliberately intercepting, so the most Danxiu was looted."

Sang Yi continued: "The suzerain has figured out the cause and effect of the falling snow?"

"Can't figure it out," Shen Yu rubbed his forehead.

Sang Yi hesitated: "Could it be a wrong guess? This is not a sign, but an unusual snowfall."

"This matter will be discussed later." Shen Yu leaned back halfway in the chair, slightly covering her eyelids, "What do you guys think about the destruction of the Zongmen disciple's life lamp?"

"Naturally, it's a counterattack," Chong Yao said decisively, "It doesn't make sense that we, a huge cultivation world, have been bullied by others, and we haven't done anything. If not, will we be afraid?"

Hearing these words, Sang Yi couldn't help laughing.

"How to fight back?"

Chong Yao looked at him sideways, "The people sent by the other party are almost all over the places where the five great immortal sects are attached. It is impossible for everyone to be high-ranking. They just have the advantage of sneak attack. The five great immortal sects can cooperate."

Shen Yu opened her eyes and looked at him, "Go on."

Chong Yao said: "Yunshuijian is good at medicine, Yuelingmen and Chengxuzong are good at magic arts, Jiuyizong is good at swordsmanship, why don't you assign these disciples reasonably?"

Shen Yu asked: "Why don't you talk about Yunhuan Palace?"

Chong Yao rubbed his nose and said nothing, not because he didn't want to say it, but because the female cultivators in Yunhuan Palace really didn't have any strengths, the only thing they were good at was dual cultivation, and they used this method to communicate with the disciples of the various sects. Disciples formed couples to maintain their status among the five great immortal sects, and the permeated relationship was extremely intricate, and he felt a headache just thinking about it...

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If those female cultivators were sent over, they would become a drag on the various sects.

Seeing that he didn't mention it, Shen Yu didn't notify Yunhuan Palace, and directly transmitted the sound transmission to the other three suzerains.

And how angry and unwilling the owner of Yunhuan Palace was when he learned that he was abandoned outside, is a later story.

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Floating on a spaceship in the night sky.

Wen Song followed Yin Su's trail with his consonance, and said, "Su Su, those senior brothers of mine are related to you."

together? "

The sudden change of voice caught Yin Su off guard for a moment, and he paused, not knowing how to answer.

Wen Song didn't hear a response and asked again.

Yin Su said softly: "They... were killed."

When Wen Song heard the news, his pupils shrank suddenly.

It took him a long time before he realized, "It's because of me."

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I didn't make it up (*￣3￣)

more dead than resurrected