[Xue Xiao colleagues] Spring is late

Those green lights climbing on the dead bodies were like ghostly ghost lights that shouldn't exist, illuminating the airtight secret room to be eerie and strange, and the whole body was chilly. Song Lan's eyebrows twitched when he saw Xue Yang at first glance. He blocked Xiao Xingchen behind him.

Xue Yang glanced lightly, without even the slightest ups and downs of emotion, and raised his chin behind him: "Come here."

Xiao Xingchen involuntarily took a step forward, his eyes were full of the unfathomable Xue Yang, who was hard to distinguish between true and false, Song Lan frowned, turned sideways, grabbed Xiao Xingchen's hand and said in a low voice: "Stardust! No."

As if a poisonous snake was wrapped around his hand, the creepy feeling immediately crawled all over his body. Song Lan's skin trembled. When he looked up, Xue Yang's eyes were quietly moving away from his clasped hands with Xiao Xingchen.

"I'll give you another chance, come here!"

Hearing his words sullenly, Xiao Xingchen raised his head in astonishment. Ten thousand thoughts flashed through his mind, but he was sure that even if Xue Yang would come out to find him, he would never be able to find him so accurately and so quickly.

He felt a little relieved, moved his fingertips, Song Lan let go obediently, and pointed out: "Although the tree wants to be quiet, the wind will not stop, but Xingchen, you can make that gust of wind. When the wind stops, the tree stops, and the direction of the wind is up to you." Take care of yourself."

It seemed to be a soft snort, but it was very loud in the quiet and dark secret room. Xue Yang sarcastically said with disdain: "Put on human skin, do you really consider yourself a human being? You have to imitate others, and learn from others."

Song Lan's pupils shrank sharply, and he shouted anxiously: "Demonic words to confuse the crowd! Today, you will be out of your wits, no matter how difficult it is to harm anyone!" After he finished speaking, he pushed Xiao Xingchen away: "If you don't have the heart, let me do it, Xingchen, you Don't be obsessed with it!"

When the words fell and the sword came out, the snow was blowing like the wind and the tsunami sea swept across Liuhe. The long sword held the cold light and pierced it from bottom to top. Xue Yang dodged, and a large dead body behind him was split in half by the sword light. Instead of retreating, he moved forward, pressed his body down, raised his leg and kicked Song Lan's arm, Song Lan took a quick step back, the Fuxue sword swung faster, and the long sword kept pointing straight at Xue Yang's neck.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed in front of his eyes, Xiao Xingchen turned his head and took an object thrown by the other party, and opened it to see that it was another small message bell. Xiao Xingchen was furious, raised his sword and stabbed at Xue Yang .Astonishment flashed across Xue Yang's eyes, he raised his palms together, twisted his body, approached Song Lan from under the Fuxue sword, and slapped Song Lan on the chest.

Song Lan stepped back, looked at Xiao Xingchen and said, "Be careful!"

Shuanghua and Fuxue criss-crossed in mid-air. The two frost-white swords collided and hummed, shaking the whole secret room. With a wave of his hand, Jiang Mi raised his sword horizontally and slashed the top of Song Lan's head.

He used [-]% of his spiritual power, but he couldn't stop Xiao Xingchen from everywhere. Xue Yang exploded in anger. He waved his sword to push away the frost and snow. He used the palm wind with his left hand to temporarily block Xiao Xingchen, and clenched his fist with his right hand. He smashed Song Lan's back hard.The blow was fast and fierce, Song Lan couldn't dodge the punch, and immediately felt his internal organs churning back and forth, his mouth felt fishy, ​​and he spit out blood.

Xiao Xingchen saw his friend was injured, and the tip of his sword came forward, like frost moving thousands of miles across the five borders, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, Xue Yang felt a chill in his heart, and before he had time to resist the disaster, his arm went numb, and his four fingers couldn't help but loosen , the whole person was shaken in the corner by the sword energy.

Xue Yang stared at Xiao Xingchen's eyes, frowned and said, "Song Lan is fake."

Xiao Xingchen naturally didn't believe it, with a frown, Shuanghua pressed on step by step, and said, "I can never remember his sword skills wrongly, every step is perfect!"

"It's you!" Shuanghua wandered up, pointing at Xue Yang's face, the cold blade was like lightning in the air, and it came before him in the blink of an eye, Xue Yang paused, a line of blood floated on his face.

Xiao Xingchen said coldly, "Don't use Xue Yang's face."

Holding the sword down, he slashed at Xue Yang's legs again, and shouted, "I haven't lost my bell, so where did you get yours!"

Song Lan jumped up high behind him, with a strong sword aura that was about to come down head-on, Xue Yang rolled his sword across his head, and rolled on the spot: "You remember his sword skills, but you don't remember mine, too, you guys Famous families are upright, each has its own secrets, I am a self-taught one, and I cook in a pot, messy and chaotic, how can you remember it?"

Xiao Xingchen's palms tightened violently, and Song Lan shouted: "I inquired about it last night. This fairy temple is called a living fairy, and what you want will definitely come true. Xingchen, if you hadn't been thinking about Xue Keqing all the time, how could you have been killed?" This monster in the mountain took advantage of the loophole!"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Xingchen felt guilt filled his heart and lungs, and with a flick of his fingertips, Shuanghua came out, Xue Yang was fighting with Song Lan, his back was suddenly cold, and the ice-white sword blade was like a gust of wind and rain The beating man was caught off guard, his waist felt cold, Xue Yang looked down, and saw Shuanghua dripping blood on the ground, being pulled back by Xiao Xingchen.

It was a June day, and with the fact that the secret room was terribly cold underground, Xue Yang felt shivering all over his body, and his soul was trembling from the cold. When he slashed down in the air, Xue Yang ducked low, and the point of the sword that had pierced his heart was tilted a little bit, and pierced into his chest.

Leaning on his sword, he staggered to the ground, spat out blood with a 'poof', his eyes were bloodshot, and whispered, "Xiao Xingchen, do you still remember that we first met on the streets of Kuizhou..."

In an instant, the time hastily retreated, and it was half-dark on the streets of Lanling. The tiger-toothed boy raised his hands and laughed, his mouth was full of ridiculous black and white. As for what he said at that time, it is so old that people can't remember clearly.

Xiao Xingchen's mind was shaken, and the sword in his hand missed the aim. Song Lan saw that he was wrong, and immediately shouted: "Xingchen, you are confused again, you two met at the bank of Kuizhou River for the first time!"

riverside!Xiao Xingchen raised his eyes impressively. Song Lan didn't know the past. The two of them met Xue Yang at the riverside in this life. If he was the real Xue Yang, how could he only remember the streets of Kuizhou and not the banks of the Yangliu River!

He cast his eyes on Xue Yang, wanting to see the difference from the dim light, or want to hear him say something that is between the two and outsiders don't know, but Xue Yang's eyes are full of doubts, as if Think carefully about where and what kind of river Song Lan mentioned!

Immediately, Xue Yang frowned slightly: "I don't remember."

Xiao Xingchen's face paled for a while, and he closed his eyes and opened them again. Shuanghua was caught off guard and slashed down fiercely. Xue Yang dodged the ice-white sword light in embarrassment, and a large bloodstain slid down the wall he was leaning against.

His heart was getting colder and colder, Shuanghua and Fuxue were pressing behind him step by step, his waist and back were injured, his sword skills were not as good as the two, if he continued to fight, he might die under the sword in no time!

Xue Yang opened his five fingers, mobilizing his spiritual power, and the black mist covered his whole body after a short time. The sword body clanged and vibrated continuously in the secret room, and the scattered corpses swept by the sword energy all stood up from the ground one by one. .

The secret room with green light was like a haunted mansion. Song Lan's eyes were sharp, and he saw the three people standing against the wall at a glance. Who else could they be if they were not Baixue Pavilion disciples!

Song Lan squinted her eyes, clenched Xiao Xingchen's arm, stretched out her fingers and said, "It's Junior Brother and the others! We found it!"

Xiao Xingchen paused, and was suddenly slapped on the back. Looking back, he saw that all the corpses had turned into walking corpses, surrounded by them in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Xiao Xingchen's palm, Xue Yang was startled and immediately withdrew his hand. The cold black air poured into his belly again, and the snarling walking corpse seemed to be frozen in place for an instant, rolled on the spot, and rushed from under the two swords. Jumping out, holding the hilt of the disaster-reducing sword tightly with both hands, using the sword as a knife, he slashed down.

Hearing a huge bang, the closed floor above his head shattered countless times. Xue Yang flew up against the rocks and jumped into the apse. The entrance of the hole flashed past.

Song Lan's heart sank, and he said, "Damn it! There are all small roads leading in all directions. He has been seriously injured. If he is not cured today, there is no guarantee that he will not make a comeback in the future."

Xiao Xingchen nodded and said, "You and I will chase separately." Song Lan didn't have time to stop him while speaking, Xiao Xingchen jumped and followed the tunnel.

Here Xue Yang entered the underground cave, and soon after entering, he saw two identical tunnel entrances. While thinking about the message bell, he looked around and found that the left side of the two cave entrances was two pairs of footprints of different sizes, and the other side But only one pair.

Xue Yang thought for a while, and entered the side where there was only one pair of footprints, and there were many twists and turns in the inside. It was fine at first, but in the end it only made people dizzy, and it was almost one step at a time.Xue Yang scolded Song Lan bloody in his heart, thinking that as long as he had something to do with him, nothing good would happen. He used to be, and still is, if he is someone he hates at first sight, he will always be so.

The blood behind him flowed all over the ground. Xue Yang didn't seem to know the pain. He never even frowned once. He covered his side with one hand and kept turning around the curve. Finally, before he was about to spit it out, he saw a Huge underground cave.

The entrance of the cave was blocked by two huge stones, leaving only a small gap, and a faint light could be seen faintly inside. Xue Yang pushed twice but failed to push, so he had to take a step back to channel his spiritual power, wrapped in the disaster relief in his hands Cold light from the sky fell on the stone gates on both sides.

There was a sound of rocks cracking and rumbling, and the stone door shattered in response, and fell to the ground in pieces. Xue Yang quickly entered the door like a gust of wind, and sure enough, he saw a candle burning in each of the four corners of the cave. The lights inside were dim and lifeless. From time to time, there would be gusts of dark wind blowing out from nowhere, and the lights would flicker and dim when blown by the wind, but because of the white lampshade, they would not go out.

Xue Yang walked not far in, when he heard something whimpering non-stop, as if someone was scratching some iron object with his ears, his blood was rolling, his throat retched, and finally he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He stopped, turned his feet, looked up and saw a large group of walking corpses forming a large circle, with blood red eyes, sharp nails, and hideous faces, all of them bared their teeth and claws and danced in the air. At the top, hangs a gigantic white thing.

That thing occupies more than half of the second cave. At first glance, it looks like a glazed ball filled with water. On closer inspection, it turns out to be a huge transparent silkworm cocoon. Enveloping a person, countless tentacles-like things are wrapped around his body, and are tightly attached to the surrounding stone walls through the transparent skin.

Xue Yang felt sick, and couldn't help but want to spit it out again. He couldn't see it clearly from the distance, but only when he got closer did he see the cocoon-like thing, which was more than half wrapped in water, and the man's eyes were tightly wrapped around it. Closed, everything below the chest was soaking in the water, I don't know if it was dead or alive.

Wooah, the screams were close to his ears, Xue Yang hurriedly backed away, only to find that there were countless spikes standing on the ground surrounded by the walking corpses, he split the long sword in his hand up and down to make one into two, those walking corpses The corpse was slashed horizontally and vertically by the point of the sword, pierced through the chest, and its arms were broken. In the empty cave, flesh and blood flew everywhere, screaming countless times, and fell to the ground.

Xue Yang snorted disdainfully, put the disaster in his hand and jumped into the air. He stepped on the stone wall and rolled in mid-air, and raised his right hand to fill the sword with spiritual energy, aiming at the densely packed, strip-shaped tentacles. Chopping hard, it broke with a slight 'bang', and the transparent cocoon fell off the wall dragging its severed tentacles.

The speed of the falling thing is extremely fast, and the size is too large. If you reach out to catch it, you will definitely not be able to catch it. Stabbed to death.

Xue Yang didn't have time to think too much, his feet slipped in a blink of an eye, and his body was almost stuck on the ground. Before the thing was about to hit the ground, he quickly raised his sword and slashed. He dodged, and the transparent liquid wrapped inside squeezed the The wrapping suddenly burst, and a person inside was wrapped in several silk threads and continued to fall.

Xue Yang clasped his hands together, raised them up, and thrust them down fiercely. His toes flew up to the hilt of his sword, and he kicked his legs forward. , stretched out his arms, and hugged the person in his arms.

The man's pipa bones, hands and feet were all strung with spiritual locks, and he could hardly move. His face was pale and dying. It is definitely not an exaggeration to describe it as breathless. For a moment, it seemed that even the sound of breathing disappeared, and he was shaken back and forth. Youyou opened her eyes, and spit out two vague words in a drowsy state: "Xue Yang..."