Disciple kneels and begs for my forgiveness [Transmigration Book]

On the pinch of ashes, two kinds of sword intents were intertwined, one of which was exactly the same as Fu Qing's sword intent.

Weidao even Qingyan was angry.

"Impossible." Fu Qing thought about it carefully, biting down on every word, and said with absolute certainty, "I have never made a sword talisman."

"This..." He Rufeng was stunned for a moment, "I originally thought that the sword talisman is so precious, if it was given as a gift, the immortal should be able to easily recall it. How could this be?"

Fu Qing was a little restless.

The sword talisman was full of his aura, if the ashes of the talisman were still there, or He Rufeng regarded him as an enemy, Fu Qing could not find a reason to refute.Due to the huge risks, Fu Qing never made talismans, and in his previous life he only used them to protect the bodies of two apprentices.

But the talisman that appeared in front of him stole his sword intent and used it to do unseen sneak attacks.Even people are secretive, like a mouse in the gutter, I'm afraid they want to plant this matter on him.

Who has such scheming methods?

Fu Qing didn't have a clue for a while.

What's more, this sword talisman didn't only incorporate his own sword intent.His complexion became worse and worse, and a cold pressure exuded from his body: "The other kind of sword intent in this sword talisman comes from my senior brother."

"Sword Master Qingchuan?" He Rufeng was always steady, but now he almost screamed.

Duan Qingchuan is a well-known sword cultivator in the world, and also a rare cultivator in the path of ruthlessness.The Wuqing Sect originated from the Wuqing Dao, but few people can really calm down, ruthless and rootless, so most of the Wuqingmen have a natural awe for the Wuqing Dao.

He Rufeng sighed, feeling a little fortunate in his heart: "From this point of view, it is really a lucky star that I survived from this sword."

"If the sword talisman sent by him has my sword intent, it will make sense." Fu Qing said calmly.

Duan Qingchuan almost taught him all the way in the way of swordsmanship.The green smoke and sword aura on the ashes of this talisman is still young, if Duan Qingchuan used his previous sword aura, there is nothing to blame.

Seeing that there was still a slight chance of finding the enemy to attack, He Rufeng bowed to Fu Qing to the end, with a sincere tone: "I would like to ask the Immortal Master and Qingchuan Sword Master to make more inquiries."

Fu Qing responded, and He Rufeng thought he agreed, and felt relieved.

However, she couldn't see that Fu Qing's usually calm and slender eyebrows were tightened even more.

Duan Qingchuan can make a sword talisman as a gift, using his sword intent, why don't you know him?

If Duan Qingchuan really did such a move, Fu Qing would doubt whether the Qingchuan Sword Master's ruthless way had been broken long ago.

Not impossible.After all, how Duan Qingchuan died in the previous life...Fu Qing sighed in his heart.

And this sword talisman hit He Rufeng, but only hurt his eyes.If Duan Qingchuan really made the sword talisman carefully, he might freeze his whole body into an ice sculpture if he touches a single hair.

In any case, you have to confirm with the senior brother first, and then make any fuss.If it has something to do with the breaking of Duan Qingchuan's Ruthless Dao in his previous life, it can also settle his concern.

Fu Qing asked He Rufeng for some ashes.And because Duan Qingchuan's whereabouts are uncertain, He Rufeng is also exhausted, and he doesn't know when they will meet again, so the two exchanged a message talisman.After everything was done, He Rufeng left first, Fu Qing waited at the same spot for a while, staggered the time with him, and went to Xuezong by himself.

Seeing that it was Fu Qing who came, all the blood on Xuezong's face faded away, he was afraid that he would cut out a hidden monster again with his sword.But he still had to stay nice and talkative, for fear of neglecting him, and cut off innocent people among them with another sword.

Having lost two heirs and lost a few elders, Xuezong was already in decline, but this time his vitality was greatly damaged, and he really didn't have the strength to take Qiao in front of Fu Qing.

Fu Qing didn't tell the truth when he saw it through, and played the role of Yan Luo with a cold face very well, and settled the matter forcefully in a few words.The Xuezong people looked distressed and wanted him to stay and sit in the township, but Fu Qing punched him expressionlessly, and no one dared to say anything to keep him.

Fu Qing discussed it with Qin Lefeng, the matter of Xuezong is not a big deal, and there is really no way to get into it.Otherwise, no one in Zunyu would have the time to take care of the nearby Demon Realm seal.

Originally, according to the discussion with Qin Lefeng, Fu Qing could return to Hanchuan after an agreement with Xuezong.Fu Qing originally wanted to leave, but when he saw the Xuezong people rushing to see him off, he stopped suddenly.

The Xuezong people were a little startled, and asked him carefully: "Xianzun, what's wrong?"

"Take me to the place where Sect Master Qin killed monsters."

It would have been better if he had discovered a monster again... Sect Master Xuezong heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly asked someone to take him there.

On the snowy field, the devilish energy has not dissipated even after so many days.

After turning around, there were indeed only two different magic breaths colliding, which should be due to internal strife.It's just that the other monster is more cunning than this one, and obviously still has strength. When it meets Qin Lefeng, it tactfully sneaks back into the Demon Realm.

The seal here was also strengthened by Duan Qingchuan, so there shouldn't be any future troubles.

Under the vast sky, the white-clothed immortal stood with his hands behind his back, his brows trembling slightly from the wind.

I have some doubts in my heart.

Others couldn't perceive that he had stayed in the Demon Realm for so long in his previous life, but he could detect a trace of fear originating from monsters in the demon breath that filled the sky.

Perhaps, it was an extremely powerful monster that made the monster that disturbed Xuezong so fearful.

That's really Qin Lefeng's mistake.After all, even this dead monster is strong enough.

However, Fu Qing suddenly remembered how frightened the low-level monsters looked when Mo Zilan manipulated them.

He should be overthinking.When he was in Xuezong, Mo Zilan must have gone to Yinque Domain to find his hometown, so he had no time to come to Xuezong.After that, when he was in the Sutra Pavilion, the children brought him soup every day, so he never had time to deal with a big demon.

Let's talk about his deficient body, if he really fights against the big devil, whoever will die is afraid.

If it wasn't for the exhaustion of his body, with Mo Zilan's temper, maybe he would secretly help him get rid of the demon.No matter how you say it, it doesn't make sense, and I don't know who raised it.

Fu Qing lowered her eyes slightly, dispelling all the helplessness in her heart.

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In the evening, the snow in Hanchuan was so vast that the earth was actually brighter than the sky.

Fu Qing searched around with all his consciousness, but he didn't find Mo Zilan.

Before he left this time, he made a deal with the child, let him stay in the cold river environment to recuperate, and Mo Zilan should not run around again.There are some restrictions in the cold river environment, even his spiritual sense will block him, Mo Zilan may be in those places.

"Mo Zilan."

Fu Qing called softly.

Houxue sucked in a sound, and as soon as the call came out, it was completely submerged in the dense snow layer without leaving a trace.

The world is lonely, only a group of guests.

Fu Qing didn't feel anxious when he didn't get a response, he just walked slowly, reached the edge of Little Spirit Realm, and dodged in.

A wisp of alcohol came from the depths of the Xiaoling Realm, arousing people's thoughts and luring him to probe inside.

Mo Zilan's breath was mixed with the mellow wine smell, which was clearly audible.

Yu Shaozi once buried several jars of wine in his precious Little Spirit Realm, and he didn't drink a few sips until he died.Now Mo Zilan is cheaper.

It's just that this kid has just reached his waistline height, so he dares to drink secretly. If he is not punished properly, he will commit the crime again in the future.

Fu Qing's face darkened, and he was going to find out Mo Zilan, soak him in Yangshuo Spring to sober up, and then do other things.

It was getting dark outside, but the Little Spirit Realm was only covered with a layer of overcast, the branches were as green as water, and the spirit flowers were in full bloom like blood, all of which were reflected in Fu Qing's eyes.

Mo Zilan's aura, under a spiritual plant that was blooming with fiery red flowers, was so intense that it reached its peak.

A small table, two wine glasses, and a few jars of wine.Alone.

Mo Zilan raised his head and poured the long-lasting wine into his mouth cup after cup.

The body is slender and slender, and the face is green.Drinking in a hurry, the wine gurgled down from his lips, following the already somewhat angular lines of his face, glowing faintly under the dark sky.

Fu Qing's heart skipped a beat, and three words appeared in her heart, like a curse.

grown up.

...It really deserves to be born with a demon body, always giving people "surprises".

He only went out for a few days, and Mo Zilan changed from a child to a young man.

Fu Qing's gaze carefully traced the outline of Mo Zilan.

This face is so similar to the one when Fu Qing brought him back from the Wanxiang Sect in his previous life.

The same slender and delicate, the same... gloomy.

It wasn't until Fu Qing walked in front of him step by step that Mo Zilan saw a glimmer of light in the chaos, and raised his eyes to look at him.

Then the thin lips parted slightly, and spit out two vague words: "Master..."

He looked at Fu Qing gently and reverently.

Those eyes, like black grapes in the sun, are hidden in the endless darkness, preventing people from seeing their original enthusiasm and brilliance.

Fu Qing didn't know what bewitched her, and a low voice echoed in the air.

When she realized what she had promised, Fu Qing froze for a moment.

Fortunately, Mo Zilan's eyes didn't even have focus, so he didn't know what Fu Qing said.

The usually lively and noisy child became quiet when he was drunk.Obedient and clever, immersed in his own world, as if struggling to suppress something.

The cup was bottomed out, Mo Zilan went to pour another cup, but his wrist was suddenly pinched.

He froze in mid-air, looked up at Fu Qing, his eyes were full of pleading.

The grip on the wrist was loosened, Mo Zilan broke away lightly, and the wine finally entered his stomach again.

A slight sigh sounded, it was Fu Qing regretting her momentary soft heart.

But he smelled the smell of wine approaching: "Don't, sigh. I will feel bad if you sigh..."

The young man was so drunk that he couldn't even speak clearly, but he watched him seriously.

The reflections of the sky and the earth are all out of sight, and there is only a touch of woruo's whiteness in his eyes.

Mo Zilan wished to die, he drank the most alcoholic drunk Qianxian, he should have lost his mind by now.Fu Qing couldn't be bothered to argue with a drunk, so he responded, wanting to wait for the alcohol to recover and Mo Zilan to fall asleep before taking him away.

Mo Zilan looked at him, blinked, and then stared at him seriously.The stupid look is also kind of cute.

There was a strong smell of alcohol all around him, and he couldn't calm down while meditating, so Fu Qing asked Mo Zilan casually: "I usually like to laugh so much, why didn't you smile when you saw me today?"

Mo Zilan was still looking at him, his eyebrows and eyelashes flickered slightly, and his eyes seemed to be moist.

He tried to hook the corners of his lips, but his face was very stiff, and he only made an empty expression without a smile.

"It's not good." He murmured to himself, so he smiled.

People who are drunk are the most self-absorbed, so it's interesting for Mo Zilan to talk to himself like this.Fu Qing thought.

But suddenly heard a sob.

"I don't like to laugh."

It seemed that he only heard Fu Qing's question at this time, his thoughts were sluggish, and he was so anxious that he couldn't speak clearly, but tears fell first.

"But if you don't smile, you will be afraid..."

The choking sound gradually subsided, and Mo Zilan tried his best to let himself speak calmly.

"Don't be afraid of me, okay..."

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