Difficult to live with a sword

Fang Yigu narrowly escaped death, and subconsciously walked in the direction Su Sheng left.

But this road does not lead to Shu City, but to an unknown mountain.

The mountains and mountains are chilling and the cicadas are screaming, and the winding paths lead to secluded places.

Fang remains lost.

He stood on the flat ground, looked at the opaque canopy, and sighed.

This is the third day he has been trapped in the mountains. Although he has lived in Xiaozhu for four years in the past and has rich experience in jungle survival, after all, it is just the experience of ordinary play.

Now he doesn't know where he is, and he doesn't know where to go. He has no choice but to wander around in the mountains...

"Fang Yigu, you must be able to get out." No one in the mountain talked to him, so he talked to himself.

"Fang Yigu, you still have to go find Ouyang Du!"

"Fang Yigu, you still want to avenge your father!"

Absolutely can't die here...

Before Fang Yi could say anything, he suddenly lost his strength and fell to the ground.

He has been walking non-stop for three days, but he can't stop.

He dug his fingers into the dirt mixed with rotting leaves, trying to stand up...

He failed, his vision blurred, his eyelids closed heavy from exhaustion.

At this time, there was a "click" sound in my ears, which was the sound of people's feet stepping on crisp fallen leaves.

He forced his eyelids up, his blurred eyes could only let him see a touch of red.

But he knows that this is a person!

Raising his feeble hands to grab the hem of the man's clothes, he begged, "Help me..."

After speaking, he passed out completely.

When he woke up, it was already night, and he was sleeping under a tree, feeling exhausted.

Not far away is a mountain wall, the moonlight is pouring down, the man in red is kneeling in front of the mountain wall, his loose black hair hangs straight to the ground, tangled with the red clothes and weeds.

He folded his hands on his chest, bowed his head, and murmured.

Who is this man?He saved him?What is he doing?

Fang Yigu put his hands on the ground and prepared to stand up, but what happened next made his hair stand on end.

Black bugs gathered towards the man in red from all directions.Some bugs crawled over Fang Yigu's body. The itchy feeling and the strong visual impact made Fang Yigu feel suffocated. He yelled at the man in red, "Run!"

He thought of Sanqianye, maybe this thing could save him, but when he tried to raise his wrist, he really couldn't move.

He watched the bugs flock to the man in red like a pilgrimage, the red was covered by black, forming a strange shadow under the moonlight.

Fang Yigu suppressed his nausea and opened his eyes to watch. The whispers still lingered in his ears, and the insects kept crawling on the man in red. After an unknown amount of time, the whispers stopped abruptly, and the insects suddenly dispersed like a tide.

The man in red was safe and sound, and stood up slowly, his black hair and red clothes fluttering in the wind, he turned around slowly, and Fang Yigu opened his eyes without blinking.

He wanted to see the man's face, but there was no face, only a white mask painted with flowers of the other shore, behind the mask a pair of dark eyes were staring at him.

A sense of familiarity welled up in Fang Yigu's heart, but at that moment, the man in red approached, flicked his sleeves, and a strange fragrance entered his nostrils.Fang Yigu has a bad heart and is drugged.

The effect of the medicine came on quickly, he closed his eyes and passed out.

Since the birth of the holy religion, it has been constantly besieged by martial arts righteous ways, but every time there is no danger.

The main reason is that the Holy Cult's Four Palaces are scattered among the mountains, hidden and difficult to find. Every time the defense fails, the congregation will flee into the forest.

Fang Yi was lying weakly on the back of the man in red. The nib of the pen was filled with a sweet and greasy fragrance, which made him unable to gather energy and adjust his breath, but his mind was very clear.

The man in red walked around the mountain with him on his back for a while, walked almost every path, and then stopped in front of a mountain wall.

The wall stands thousands of feet high, towering into the clouds.

This is?

Want to fly up?

Fang Yigu looked at the man in red, but he could only see the white mask painted with Bana flowers and the long black hair.

The man in red looked up at the cliff, then gently put Fang's remains aside.

I saw the man in red pointing his toes, the man in red was flying, the man ran up the mountain wall, stepped on several protruding stones in an orderly manner, and then jumped to the ground, waiting quietly for something.

Fang Yi's brows were clustered, just now that person's lightness kung fu...is very similar to Ouyang Du.Although they don't resemble each other, but that breast and figure made him see the shadow of Ouyang Du.

Maybe it was him?Fang Yigu's eyes flashed, and he looked at the man in red with burning eyes.

He opened his mouth and wanted to ask, but his throat was locked and he couldn't come out with a word.

There was a sound of "hua la hua la" in my ears, and an arm-thick iron chain hung down from the mountain wall. The man in red took off his belt, tied Fang's remains on his back, and fastened it tightly.

The slender fingers grabbed the iron chain and pulled it lightly three times. The upper chain shrank and brought the two of them up.

Fang Yi stared at the man's hand, took a breath, it was too familiar.Ouyang Du, is that you?

However, the next moment, the sleeves slipped down, revealing the white and empty wrists.

What about Sanqianba?isn't it you?

Fang Yigu's eyes darkened.

Then who is he, why did he save him, and where is this place?

The two climbed up slowly until halfway up the mountain wall, Fang Yigu saw a cave entrance, and the two men were pulling the iron chain at the cave entrance.

It turns out that this is the entrance setting of the Fourth Palace of the Holy Religion.Fang Yigu was secretly startled, such a project did not know how much manpower and material resources were wasted.

The man in red fell to the ground, and the two men in black bowed and saluted: "Dharma protector!"

The man in red ignored it, and walked quickly into the dark cave.

Fang's bones could hardly see, but the man in red walked freely without hindrance.

He can see?

Fang Yigu had too many questions. This strange environment made him uneasy. He tried to struggle, but it was useless due to the suppression of drugs.

The man in red seemed to have sensed the movement of Fang's bones, and said: "Holy religion, the entrance to the Gu Palace. There are countless traps, ten turns and nine turns, and you need to use specific footwork to pass safely." The voice was very soft, but soft. Yes, it makes people feel that this is not what a man should have, and at the same time, the faint nasal sound adds a bit of bewitching.

Fang Yi gently tapped his chin on the shoulder of the man in red to show his understanding.

This man is doing himself a favor.Fang Yigu subconsciously thought so.

Fang Yigu counted the bends he passed, and after Fang finished counting nine, he saw a little light in the distance.

"Exit." The man in red carefully reminded, "The light hurts the eyes."

Fang Yigu closed his eyes.

After a while, the person next to his ear said: "It's done."

Fang Yi slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a black temple, the temple door was wide open, and the dark wind was blowing.The walls of this temple are all black, like a dark shadow surrounding the temple.

When I took a closer look, I found that there were black walls, but densely packed reptiles stationed on it, which were alive and constantly surging, and they couldn't be seen from a distance.

The male letter in red walked in and entered the temple gate. It was an empty garden with bluestone slabs on the floor, black tiles and white walls, and the base of the walls was covered with moss.The man in black walking around in the yard saw him, hurried up to meet him, and respectfully said: "Protector Saar, the young master has called you."

The red-clothed guardian known as Thrall nodded, "I'll put down the bug and go."

The man in black said: "This subordinate is willing to serve the Dharma protector."

Thrall was indifferent, and looked at the man in black coldly. The man in black turned pale, realizing that he had overstepped, and said anxiously: "This subordinate knows his mistake."

The protector in red walked away with the worm on his back, the man in black was annoyed secretly, why did he talk so fast and forgot that the protector hates people touching his worm the most?

Fang's remains were carried by Sal into a dark room with no windows around, and the light could only be cast through the cracks in the door, which was very dim.The room was full of bottles and jars.

Thrall darkened on a shelf on the east wall of the room, and a hidden grid dodged, and he hid Fang's remains in it.

Fang Ke stared into Thrall's eyes.Sal was also looking at him, misty and gentle.He leaned over and whispered in the boy's ear, "Wait for me to come back."

The voice was different from the soft and charming voice just now, it was the voice he missed day and night.

Fang Yigu's eye sockets quickly filled with tears, and he nodded.

Thrall patted his head, closed the dark compartment, and Fang's bones fell into the darkness.

In the main hall, under the huge worm statue is a floppy covered with white tiger fur. A man in black is leaning on it. His dark hair is tied behind his head with a white ribbon. His face is pale, his cheeks are sunken, his lips are bright red, and his eyes The brows are full of charm.

"Young Master." Thrall stood at the entrance of the hall, saluting that person from afar.

The young master of the Gu Palace smiled lightly, "What are you talking about? I can't hear you standing so far away."

Thrall sighed helplessly, approached the hall, took a step, and saluted again.

The young master of the Gu Palace turned cold, pointed to the ground in front of him, and ordered: "Come here and kneel. Thrall, you are becoming more and more disobedient."

Thrall remained silent, walked to the front of the man, and knelt down on one knee.

The man showed a triumphant smile, raised Sal's chin with his fingers, and asked condescendingly, "Where are you going?" He moved his nose close to Sal, sniffed, and his eyes turned cold. "Have you solved lovesickness Gu with a forbidden technique?"

Thrall remained silent, the man frowned and glared at him, while the eyes under Thrall's mask looked elsewhere.

The man said ferociously: "You disappeared all night, is it to undo lovesickness Gu?"

Thrall didn't answer, so it was right to acquiesce.

"You know that Lovesickness Gu can only let me determine your position and is harmless to you, but you still..." The young master of the Gu Palace sighed, "Sarr? Do you still love me?"

"Young master, please tell me something." Thrall didn't respond, but asked indifferently.

The man suddenly jumped up and grabbed Sal's collar, his expression distorted due to extreme pain: "How can you bear it, Sal. Why are you...that's my heart gu!" It takes ten years to form a gu if it is watered and nourished every day.

Thrall's fingertips trembled slightly, and he turned his head to look into the distance. The insects and ants hovering on the wall outside the door watched this scene coldly.

—he is not at all.

Not getting a response, the young master of the Gu Palace slumped on the ground, "Get lost."

Thrall stood up, saluted, and left.

The Young Master of the Poison Palace stared blankly at the back of the man who had left without heat, his eyes were like dry wells, "You...why don't you love me anymore? Thrall."

As the autumn wind blew, it brought up a fallen leaf, like a dying butterfly, and landed between the young master's eyebrows.