Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

Xuyunzong of Taiqing Island, on Baiduan Peak.

Before noon, the mountain peak was empty and desolate, the old trees were coiled, and the shadows of the trees were mottled.

There are 38 iron puppets placed on the roof, which cannot be regarded as flat, forming a mechanism array that coincides with the images of the five elements and the eight trigrams.

The puppet's body was iron and cold. Although it was a dead thing, it was more flexible than a living person. It punched and kicked fiercely, and beat the boy trapped in the middle to roll and crawl on the ground.

Song Youdu remained expressionless: "Three steps to the left!... Back up! Two steps to the left...Stupid."

Shen Xiaojiang could barely hold the sword anymore, beads of sweat dripped down the tip of his nose.

With his eyes wide open, he collapsed and said, "Fifth Senior Brother, you!... Huchi, Huchi... You clearly... Huhu, you can't beat this battle by yourself!!"

Song Youdu said bluntly: "If I have the ability, what do I need you for? Get up, hurry up."

That is, when Shen Xiaojiang did not know how many times he had to bite the bullet and break into the center of the puppet formation, an outer disciple from the foot of the mountain ran up the path and shouted: "Fifth senior brother!"

Song Youdu originally stood under an old tree with his hands behind his back and watched Shen Xiaojiang fight. He turned around when he was called, and went down to meet the outer disciple in a leisurely manner.

When he came back, he had an extra Qiankun bag in his hand. Song Youdu looked through it twice, and raised his voice to Shen Xiaojiang: "Okay. That's it for today."

The puppet array stopped suddenly, and the tin men who were moving and attacking flexibly froze for a moment.Shen Xiaojiang was sweating profusely, panting like a cow, and slumped on the ground: "Five, five...huh, fifth senior brother...wheeze..."

With a mournful face, he touched the bruises all over his body, "Your organ formation is too... huh... too difficult to fight!?"

Song Youdu waved the Qiankun bag in his hand, and said, "I have to study the things sent by the elder brother from the Western Regions for a few days. You can use this puppet array yourself, tomorrow is still this hour."

Shen Xiaojiang: "Tomorrow will continue!? I, I can't lift my arms anymore..."

Song Youdu: "Don't be afraid, your fourth senior sister is coming back. Ask her to treat you."

Shen Xiaojiang: "..."

Just like what Song Wu said, Ye Huaguo, who worked so hard to go outside for nothing, is indeed coming back.

White clouds fluttered in the sea, and the sea was full of flat boats, propelled by spiritual energy to break through the waves, which was actually more stable than a carriage on flat ground.

At the bow of the boat, there were two people standing.

The green dress of leaves, flowers and fruits fluttered, her toes danced like a dance, and a thin sword was flipping in her hand.The dodder shattered the splashing sea water, and countless dazzling broken beads fell down.

She made that set of swordsmanship fly and domineering, like a young man in fresh clothes, an angry horse, drinking and singing, like thunder from the sky, like a chic wind and cloud... Such an arrogant artistic conception is quite inconsistent with the girl's own temperament.

Ye Fu watched quietly for a long time, and finally said: "You are very talented with swords."

Ye Huaguo put away the sword, put the dodder back into the sheath of the sword, and buried her red face in embarrassment.

But the next moment she lightened her palm, the dodder was somehow in the hands of this weird uncle.

Ye Fu's complexion was still a little pale after losing blood, but his expression was as usual.He said, "But you don't like to use a sword."

Ye Huaguo nodded slightly twice, and said, "Yes, I'm a little scared."

"What are you afraid of?"

"Hmm... Hurt people, kill people, bleed and hurt... Ah, also hurt, all hurt, scared."

Ye Fu said nothing.

Ye Huaguo supported the side of the boat with both hands, and leaned outward.The sea breeze blew her blue hair, her eyes were clear and serious, and she tried hard to say: "My elder brother said that the happiest thing in life is that you don't...you don't have to do anything you don't like! He said I'm hypocritical Yun Ren is his Fourth Junior Sister, of course he wants to... if he doesn't want to learn swords, he doesn't have to learn swords!"

Ye Fu weighed the thin sword in his hand twice, smiled, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed a little gentle, "So he gave you this sword?"

Cuscuta.Weak, slender parasitic grass, used as medicine.Indeed, it goes well with leaves, flowers and fruits.

Ye Fu flicked his fingers on the dodder, and the slender sword made a humming sound, "But why did he teach you this sword technique just now?"

Ye Huaguo felt even more strange, blinked and said, "Hey, how do you know it was given to me by senior brother?"

"I know him, and I know this sword technique," Ye Fu shook his head and said with a smile, "...Your elder brother is a real gentleman."

When he presented the sword manual of Shenyou Nineteen Swords to Lin Lingqing, he wanted it as a gift and asked him to take good care of his daughter.

Unexpectedly, when he was in the Western Regions, he never saw Lin Lingqing use the move of Shenyou Nineteen Swords. Instead, he saw the still immature and familiar swordsmanship from Ye Huaguo.

Ye Huaguo didn't understand the deep meaning of it, but when the uncle praised her senior brother, she happily said, "Of course."

"But this, this set of swordsmanship is very difficult. The elder brother gave it to me for almost half a year, and I still can't learn it."

Ye Huaguo scratched her hair and muttered, "General sword techniques, I, I, I, I can learn it once or twice."

"..."

Ye Jianshen was angry and funny in his heart, thinking: Nonsense, your father's life's painstaking efforts, if you ask you to read it once or twice, where will he put his face as a sword god?

Ye Huaguo asked again in a low voice: "Uncle, Uncle, who are you, who are you? You, are you a very powerful swordsman?"

Ye Fu avoided answering, but instead handed her his Longhong Sword: "Try this sword."

The Longhong Sword was pitch black and without light.It is said that except for the sword god, no one dared to touch it, and anyone who touched it would die. Now, Ye Fuqi's long and strong palm held it and handed it to Ye Si.

Ye Huaguo was startled: "Huh?"

Ye Fu handed Long Hong forward with one hand: "Try."

Ye Huaguo hesitated and took a peek at Ye Fu.

She had never met this uncle before, but she always had an inexplicable sense of closeness, as if she knew in her heart that this man would never hurt her... It didn't make sense, it was strange.

But this uncle is indeed a good person, he insisted on sending her home even though he was seriously injured.

Ye Huaguo finally went to support Longhong with both hands.The female doctor Xiu's fingers were thin and tender, and she shivered when she touched the cold blade.

"Hold it steady, this sword is a bit heavy."

Ye Fu withdrew his hand.

For a moment, Ye Huaguo felt like a heavy weight was falling on her hands, as if she was supporting the entire Xuyun Peak.Her complexion changed drastically, but her hand had already loosened her five fingers before her mind——

Boom! !

The Longhong sword slammed heavily on Ye Huaguo's feet.

"Hey!" Ye Fu blurted out in surprise.

Ye Huaguo's screams filled the sea almost at the same time: "Ah--pain-pain-pain!!--"

The corners of Ye Fu's eyes twitched twice, he leaned over and easily picked up Long Hong, staring at Ye Huaguo even more indescribably.

The Sword God finally lowered his head, stroked his chin, half smiled wryly, half sighed, and murmured something softly.

Ye Huaguo was angry and aggrieved, touched the tip of her toes and cried: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo feet...don't you tell me it's so heavy earlier!?"

She puffed her cheeks and raised her eyes to stare at Ye Fu, her eyes were wet with mist, and her anger was rippling like spring water.

Ye Fuhu thought to himself: This is his daughter.

It is his flesh and blood, his own...

Miao Yunu gave birth to him once she was pregnant in October...

It is also now recognized by him...

daughter.

A sour warm current poured into the painful heart, Ye Fu chewed these two words in an inaudible voice: "Daughter..." After a pause, he murmured, "...Huaguo."

Ye Huaguo was still dancing miserably with tears in her arms, and didn't hear Ye Fu's whispers at all.

Taiqing Island is getting closer and closer, and the four peaks of Xuyun can vaguely see a silhouette.

A dark cloud came silently from behind the two of them.

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Red Lotus Abyss, Snow Bone City.

At night, it is still the sleeping hall of the demon king, the cornice lanterns outside the window, and the red lotus in the pool are all the same as before.

"Lei Qiong," Lin Lingqing sat calmly in front of the desk, "don't stay in Snow Bone City for too long, Liuhua Continent cannot do without you. Zhiyuan has already talked with the two of the Academy about the matter of the people outside the sky." The dean left a letter, and you should properly disclose it to your trusted fairy family."

Lu Kuifu bowed and said, "I'm already doing it. I've been worried about whether there will be people from outside the sky mixed in the Xianjia. I didn't dare to make a big show, so I had to test it secretly."

His voice was low and generous, "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry too much, your minister will take care of everything. You..."

"Your Majesty, you are only in your twenties now, and Lei Qiong is the leader of the immortal way. You don't need to painstakingly plan these important tasks in the world."

Lin Lingqing shook his head and smiled, "Where, the lonely family is already a centenarian."

Rukuev didn't speak, turned around and left.

Lin Lingqing pinched the center of his eyebrows helplessly, knowing that this person didn't say goodbye and salute, probably because he felt uncomfortable with what he said.

The curtain behind him rattled and was pushed aside by a hand.Fang Zhiyuan came out from the inner room, he shook his head as he looked at Lu Kuifu's back.Sitting on the edge of the bed, he smiled and said: "Brother, you can't put on a show, even if you send Lu Xianshou away in peace, can you?"

Lin Lingqing sighed: "I can't pretend, I'm really worried these two days."

He got up and tapped his fingers unconsciously on the table, "We are in the open, and the enemy is in the dark, how can we not feel angry in our hearts?"

"Every time those golden-eyed people move, you and I can't predict it. It's the same when Wang Zhe appears, it's the same when the fairy disaster comes, and it's the same when the wave of monsters and beasts erupts."

Lin Lingqing turned her head and stared fixedly at Fang Zhiyuan, "...this is especially true when ancient books attack you."

This feeling of being completely overridden is really uncomfortable.It was as if a pair of monitoring golden eyes had been born in the sky, condescendingly looking down on all living beings, smiling sometimes when angry.

It even makes people feel that the world they live in is not real, but more like a toy held in the palm of the gods from outside the sky.

Fang Zhiyuan's expression darkened.

He did not forget what the ancient books said.

"...You have a bad premonition." Fang Zhiyuan's eyes were cold and hard, "Brother, do you feel that the next move of those people is coming soon?"

Lin Lingqing didn't speak, Fang Zhiyuan said in a low voice: "What's wrong with their actions? Snakes with their heads exposed are easy to kill, aren't they?"

Lin Lingqing kept saying yes, and lay down in his arms as if he had no bones.Fang Zhiyuan put his arms around his senior brother and said, "Didn't you say that you had wine that day, come, have a drink with me."

It was already late, Lin Lingqing subconsciously wanted to refuse, but suddenly realized that he hadn't had a drink with Zhiyuan for a long time.

This person likes to drink, but he has such a poor constitution for drinking. At this time, he is probably afraid that drinking will cause trouble, so he usually refrains from mentioning it.

Lin Lingqing was a little distressed, so he said softly: "Okay."

They walked to the water pavilion outside, Lin Lingqing took out the wine jar from the Qiankun bag, and set out the wine utensils.Fang Zhiyuan took the candle lamp and leaned over to light it for him.

Lin Lingqing poured wine like a cup, looked sideways at the candle, and suddenly felt softer and more painful.

Such a gentle and weak little fire seems to be blown out as soon as a gust of wind and rain blows.

He pursed his lips and smiled, "Zhiyuan."

Lin Lingqing handed over the full wine cup, and the candlelight was reflected in those clear eyes, which were bright.

Fang Zhiyuan didn't pick it up, so he took a sip of Lin Lingqing's hand, and suddenly helped Qingmei's cheek, which was close at hand, kissed the thin lips, and fed half of the fragrant wine to him.

Lin Lingqing was not wary of this, and couldn't help but choked twice, her cheeks and lips were stained red.Fang Zhiyuan laughed out loud: "No, I'm going to get drunk."

"You!" Lin Lingqing feigned anger and pushed him, and the wine spilled out, soaking Fang Zhiyuan's lapel.

Lin Lingqing simply picked up the wine jar and was about to pour it again, Fang Zhiyuan hurriedly begged for mercy and went to grab it.It was like this for almost half an hour, but in the end I couldn't drink much.

But even so, Fang Zhiyuan was still a little drunk.Lin Lingqing wanted to help him back to sleep, but he said, "Don't go back. Just sleep there, brother."

Lin Lingqing was helpless: "I'm dizzy again, where are you referring?"

The place Fang Zhiyuan pointed to was clearly the red lotus pond built under the water pavilion.At this time, a bright moon is reflected on the water, and the fireflies shuttle between the red lotuses, which is quite a dreamlike scene.

Fang Zhiyuan said: "This is the place."

Lin Lingqing said: "You are drunk."

Fang Zhiyuan suddenly became unhappy, and frowned, "Why not? Didn't you always like to play tricks like this when you were young?"

Lin Lingqing said helplessly: "Zhiyuan, we are no longer young..."

Fang Zhiyuan was even more unhappy: "You left Xuyun and ran away with Jina at the age of 19. Immortal cultivators spend their years in seclusion every day. How old is nineteen? Have you really had enough of those days?"

Lin Lingqing looked at him suddenly, and only then did he vaguely realize that this guy was the same as Rukuev, so he knew how to talk about him.

It's just that this person was used to being silent and restrained in front of him, and would only get angry when he was drunk and out of control.

Fang Zhiyuan didn't care, he stood up suddenly, stretched out his arms and forcibly hugged Lin Lingqing, and walked to the red lotus pool step by step.

With his cultivation base, stepping on the water without sinking is naturally easy, and the water surface is like a mirror, with no waves, except for a pair of figures outside the moonlight and lotus color.

Fang Zhiyuan lay down on the water with Lin Lingqing in his arms.

In their field of vision, Honglian and Yunyue are both above their heads.

Lin Lingqing moved, and the man said:

"Don't move, give me a hug."

Lin Lingqing was sleepy by the moonlight, just wanted to sleep peacefully, thinking about it, forget about sleeping in the pool, let's sleep in the pool...

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he nestled in a comfortable position in his junior brother's arms, suddenly remembered an old saying, closed his eyes and teased: "Fang Xianshou, do you have to hug something to sleep?"

In the night with no lights and only a pale moon, her usual light voice was soft and waxy with sleepiness in it.

Fang Zhiyuan tightened his arms, closed his eyes and snorted.

After all, as long as there is such a person in my arms, I feel at ease.

In the haze, the memory rolled back to the old days.

……

"Do you have to hold something to sleep?"

Clear and crisp youthful voice.

That was the day when the evil star had just been picked up by Xuyun's young Xianjun.

At that time, Fang Zhiyuan's body was full of thorns, he was too cruel by the world, and he was so neurotic that he didn't look like a normal person.

The most obvious point is that it is difficult for him to fall asleep at night, even if he manages to fall asleep, he will definitely not be able to bear to lie flat on the bed and relax his body to sleep.

Lin Lingqing has lost count of the number of times he forced this little misfortune into bed at night, only to find the gloomy and cold boy leaning against the corner of the wall the next morning, holding his knife in his arms.

At that time Fang Zhiyuan was still recuperating from his injuries, Lin Lingqing even suspected that if it wasn't for his exhaustion, the child wouldn't even want to close his eyes.

Then one day, Lin Lingqing simply confiscated his knife and threw it into his Qiankun bag.

Then he patted his bed, and said lightly: "You sleep with me today, when will you learn to sleep, and when will you return your knife."

At that time, Fang Zhiyuan's eyes looked as if he wanted to kill someone.

But obviously, Little Misfortune can't beat Xiao Xianjun.

So in the end, he could only bear it, endure it... and climbed into Lin Lingqing's bed.

In the end, the little fairy smiled happily, and stretched out his hand to touch his face, "Aren't you good, you have survived so much suffering, what's so difficult about learning to sleep."

Fang Zhiyuan shuddered, jumped up suddenly, and said hoarsely: "Don't touch me!!"

Lin Xiaoxian lay on the bed with great interest, and didn't care about being yelled at, instead he said: "Ah, you are going to fall, come back quickly."

He dragged Fang Zhiyuan, who was already too stiff to move, back to the middle of the bed, covered the quilt, and extinguished the lamp.

"Sleep well. When you learn how to sleep, I will take you to sleep in the white lotus pond outside, and you can sleep on the moon at night."

Fang Zhiyuan ignored it, only gritted his teeth and thought about getting his knife back.

However, in the early morning of the next day, what happened was completely beyond the expectations of the two teenagers.

The pale morning light fell on the soft pillow, and the blue hair of the two of them twisted and overlapped.

When Fang Zhiyuan woke up, he was horrified to find that his hands were tightly around Lin Lingqing's waist, imprisoning him.

And Lin Lingqing didn't know how long he had been awake, but at such a close distance, the beautiful little fairy just quietly stared at him up and down without moving.

"Are you awake, did you sleep comfortably?"

Lin Lingqing showed a shallow smile.

It's a good laugh and a bad one too.

Fang Zhiyuan was... very humiliated.

His face was pale and pale, and he was trembling with humiliation, but he could only hate the instinct of his body for not being able to live up to it...

Lin Lingqing didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and continued to tease: "You hug me so tightly, do you think I'm your knife?"

Fang Zhiyuan: "..."

Lin Lingqing blinked calmly, her eyes were innocent and pure: "If you hold me like this, if the evil spirits attack, are you going to lift me upside down and throw me out like a knife?"

Fang Zhiyuan: "..."

Lin Lingqing thought for a while, and then said seriously: "If you are sleepy and subconsciously want to draw the knife out of its sheath, will you wring my head off?"

Fang Zhiyuan was finally driven crazy, and cursed viciously: "If you talk too much, I'll screw your head off!"

Young Lin Lingqing had never seen such harsh words before, he said blankly: "But you can't beat me."

"..." Fang Zhiyuan's lips trembled, his eyes turned black, as if he was about to faint at any moment.

But the young boy in white raised his hand.Under the morning light, he calmly rubbed the top of Fang Zhiyuan's head.

"Okay, get up, I'll comb your hair."

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Fang Zhiyuan smiled sullenly when he thought of those years ago, he put his arms around Lin Lingqing and kissed him, then rubbed his earlobe to bite him, in short, it was not easy to make people feel good.

Lin Lingqing lost his sleepiness after being tormented by him, turned over helplessly, and said in a flat tone: "You don't want to sleep, okay, okay, if you don't sleep, you can practice both."

As he spoke, he tore at the front of his single clothes, teasingly said: "Come on, it's comfortable to serve the lonely family."

(…)

The night is sultry, the moon shadow on the water waves is chaotic, the light waves are wrinkled, the mist covers the lotus leaves, and the moonlight is drunk with alcohol.

The firefly provoked the delicate red lotus all the way, and finally stopped in the middle of the lotus room, its clear wings trembled, and the reflected color was also tantalizing.

Lin Lingqing was emotional, raised his slender neck, and leaned towards Fang Zhiyuan with dark eyes, but the latter held his knee, "Don't."

Lin Lingqing frowned puzzled, Fang Zhiyuan smiled naturally: "You said, I will serve you today."

But Lin Lingqing chuckled "ah", and raised his eyebrows knowingly: "Don't you dare to double cultivate with me, do you? You risked tossing me with such an unstable yin and yang dual infant, and you still refuse to reconcile the dual cultivation. Cheap... ah!"

He tensed up all of a sudden, buried his face in a swaying red lotus, closed his eyes, half smiled and half annoyed, "Oh, don't do it for now...let me finish talking...! Mmm..."

The nasal voice was lazy, with some taboo-like alluring moisture.Fang Zhiyuan held his breath, his finger movements were slightly slow, and the gloomy eyes were flowing more urgently.

He can only watch but dare not do anything, he...he really endured hard...

But now that his own Nascent Soul is abnormal, Fang Zhiyuan is even more afraid that something will happen to the two cultivators rashly. At least it will take a few months to make sure everything is safe before he dares to intersect with Lin Lingqing.

"What are you afraid of?" Lin Lingqing raised his arm and hooked his neck, whispered, "I just want to help you reconcile, and... also steal some of your cultivation for me, okay?"

He reached out to touch Fang Zhiyuan's lower dantian, and said with a smile, "Ah Yuan, look... here, I'm very greedy."

Fang Zhiyuan only felt the energy of alcohol rushing into his head again, dizziness and sobriety intertwined.His lower abdomen felt like it was on fire from the cold fingers, and his voice became hoarse unconsciously: "It's a beautiful thought. I managed to beat you once, so just be greedy."

Lin Lingqing refused to let him go, so he simply tore off his belt and threw it in the water.The clothes were completely loosened, and the Demon Lord bent his legs and stretched slowly.

He had long been worried that Fang Zhiyuan would produce this overly powerful Yin Yuanying, and if he could take advantage of Zhiyuan's half-drunk tonight and Shuangxiu guide that Yin Qi over, he would feel relieved.

But Fang Zhiyuan refused to lose his head on this important occasion, and immediately retreated: "No."

Lin Lingqing tugged at the front of his clothes, and said softly: "Why are you running again, and want to be like when you were a child, asking me to teach you how to sleep?"

Fang Zhiyuan held his wrist: "Tsk, wait at least another month!"

Lin Lingqing said: "One month later, we will not be able to tell where we are. If you don't do it now, you will regret it later... Hurry up."

However, at this moment, suddenly, Lin Lingqing's belt half-submerged in the water glowed, and something spewed out from the tied Qiankun bag. It was the psychic jade beads that lit up without warning!

In the night, the runes gathered around it, forming a pattern of a large communication formation.

The crafting cave of Baiduan Peak loomed in the formation, and Song Youdu sat cross-legged, staring at the thing in his hand and frowning in deep thought, while saying: "Eldest brother, what did you send me, why..."

As he spoke, Song Wuyi raised his head.

Lin Lingqing half undressed: "..."

The surface of the water was faint and bright, and the red lotus and white skin were extremely clear under the moonlight. The two of them were half pushing, and even though they hadn't had time to do anything, their charming eyes couldn't be faked.

Song Youdu: "...... Excuse me, brother, continue."