Mr. Jiang is not driving today

From Jiang Xun's point of view, Yin Wutang has lost a lot of weight. Although his figure is still as tall as a poplar, he has lost a quarter of his weight. He has a slender waist and long legs. There is a sense of loneliness.

A small milk cat suddenly appeared under his feet, which made Yin Wutang a little stunned. He looked around the tense situation before returning to the Ming Palace, and then looked down at the little guy lying on his shoe like a ball of fur. For a while, I didn't know what to do first.

When he was in a daze, Jiang Xun lifted the corner of his robe with his slender claws neatly, and covered himself in it. After a while, he exposed his round head from the bottom of the robe, with big royal blue eyes The bright, pink nose shrugged, and the small three-petal mouth raised up, evoking a childish and innocent smile like an angel at him.

Yin Wutang sucked in a breath of cold air, and three points of crimson appeared on his delicate cheeks, which made Jiang Xun's evil heart suddenly arouse.

After teasing him, Jiang Xun got back to the bottom of his robe, straightened the bottom of his robe with his little paws, covered himself with all his beard and tail, lay on his shoe surface, and stretched.

However, as soon as Yin Wutang took a step, Jiang Xun realized something was wrong.

He walked up and down, and his right foot was particularly limping. The green bamboo stick touched the ground, making a rhythmic sound as his body rose and fell.

Only then did Jiang Xun realize a strange problem.

……and many more.

Why is Yin Wutang also in Yuyang?

When Jiang Xun couldn't help muttering, Yin Wutang had already walked to the center of the square. He glanced at Yuqian, who was held by his disciples and couldn't move. The green bamboo stick propped up her still flexible left knee and knelt down on one knee: "Patriarch Qin, for the sake of fellowship, please forgive me..."

The corner of Qin Mu's lips twitched slightly: "What kind of friendship do I have with him?"

Yin Wutang knew that his words were inappropriate, so he revised his words, biting every word very clearly: "Now the situation is turbulent and difficult, and the fairy world is temporarily helpless against the phenomenon of swallowing the sky. If we continue to kill each other , isn't it in the hands of the devil?"

Jiang Xun: "..."

...the situation is turbulent.

... the image of swallowing the sky.

. . . nothing can be done.

If you have the ability to come to the fairy world, I will give you a face of MMP.

Although he was mentally prepared, when this worst prediction really became a reality, Jiang Xun still couldn't help but want to swear at others, but because it was inconvenient for him to show up in his cat body, he could only silently walk in Yin Wutang's room. Claws on the upper.

Qin Mu pursed his thin lips, and instead of answering, he raised his hand and turned the copper ring on his wrist.His black robe with crane patterns was blown up by the wind, and he hunted and whirled, and the amber eyes that belonged to the exotic world radiated an unusually bright light, like a dormant beast in the dark night, with an almost violent aggressiveness.

After a while, his cold voice sounded again: "...Take Yu to the dungeon and take him into custody for now. I will wait for the head of the Yu family to come to Yuyang to pick him up."

Yin Wutang still wanted to persuade, Qin Mu turned around and stopped talking nonsense with him: "Disciples, strengthen the blockade and continue searching the mountains. He must have hidden Xiao Xun's body somewhere in Yuyang..."

He walked straight towards Huiming Palace, his fists were unconsciously clenched by his side, and cold stars shot out in his eyes: "...It's still the same sentence, the Yu family don't even want to look at Xiao Xun's corpse again!"

The disciples took orders to disperse, and Yuqian nodded slightly at Yin Wutang before being dragged away.

After Yin Wutang returned the salute, he bent down and picked up his green bamboo stick with great difficulty, but his legs couldn't bear it, and he couldn't stand up after several attempts.

...What happened to this guy?

Just as Jiang Xun was about to get out to help him out, the familiar strange sound he heard in the stalactite cave approached again. Immediately afterwards, Yin Wutang seemed to have found a support, and finally stood up gritted his teeth.

He leaned back and said, "Thank you Mr. Zhan."

Jiang Xun immediately hid his cat's tail firmly, and the tips of his fluffy ears flicked twice, listening carefully to the movement outside.

Zhan Mei said in a serious voice as always: "You should. You have injuries, don't force yourself."

Soon, Le Li's voice followed: "Young Master Yin, I'll ask my servant to take you back to your room. The night is too cold, your body can't stand it."

Yin Wutang smiled: "No need. I..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt something arching under his feet.

And Jiang Xun, who was grinding his claws on his shoes, also instinctively felt that something was wrong. As soon as he raised his head, a wave of heat hit his face through his robe, choking Jiang Xun almost lost his grip, and rolled over on his side.

——Through Yin Wutang's robe, Jiang Xun clearly saw a towering dog.

...Damn it! ! ! !

The shadow of the dog made Jiang Xun shrink back, but the big black dog outside was excitedly flapping the bottom of Yin Wutang's robe. It seemed that he was very interested in Yin Wutang's shoes and wanted to get in there. Exactly like.

Zhan Mei pulled the straight dog leash, a little confused: "Xiao Meng, what are you doing?"

The big black dog rolled on the spot excitedly, stuck out its tongue in the direction of Jiang Xun, and stretched its waist, inviting Jiang Xun to come out to play.

Yin Wutang was puzzled, but he still bent down in a good-tempered manner, patted the furry dog's head, nodded towards Leli, then lowered his head, looking delicately at the kitten that was tightly blocked by the robe, Then he turned and limped towards his residence.

Jiang Xun lingered on Yin Wutang's ankle, just hugging a circle, and he could see his little soft cat tail flicking behind him.

... The bad premonition in his heart gradually became stronger.

After Yin Wutang had gone far away, Xiaomeng stopped, whirled around in a circle, rubbed against Zhanmei's foot, and stopped moving.

Zhan Mei stretched out a hand, Le Li understood, immediately caught his hand, squeezed it in his palm, and at the same time knelt down and asked, "...what do you want?"

"What time is it?"

Le Li pinched his fingers with one hand, and gently stroked his forehead with the other: "Evening."

With a soft "hmm", Zhan Mei continued to ask: "Jiang Xun's body is really gone? Was it still there when I went there just now?"

Le Li raised the corners of his lips slightly, and wiped away the bitterness in his eyes: "...Well, it was still there when you went."

Xiaomeng seemed to have sensed that her master was in a low mood, her big paw wanted to touch Zhanmei's knee, but was driven off by Le Li. hurt him.

If Jiang Xun had been able to take a look at Zhan Mei just now, he would have found that Zhan Mei was not standing.

He was sitting on a wheeled cart made of pure willow wood, his legs were covered with a thin blanket, and under the blanket was a dazzling snow.

Those legs that were originally made of steel turned into the most fragile glass in the world.

And Zhan Mei's eyes were covered with a piece of black silk cloth, the cloth strips were interlaced and wrapped around a few times to isolate his always cold and sharp gaze, making him look like he no longer had the rigid and sharp edges and corners of the past.

Feeling Le Li's hand covering his knees, Zhan Mei raised the corners of his lips, stretched out his hand, patted the back of Le Li's hand, and said briefly and forcefully: "It's okay."

On that autumn day not long ago, a group of demonic warriors suddenly attacked Boling Mountain under the jurisdiction of the Zhan family. At first, the Zhan family didn't care because there were only 18 demonic warriors in that team. Unexpectedly, these 18 people were extremely strong and forcibly tore apart the barrier of Boling Mountain. Zhan Mei, who was presiding over the evening class in the mountain, resisted desperately and forced the 18 people down the mountain by himself. The disciples took the opportunity to rebuild. The barrier was strengthened, but Zhan Mei didn't have time to withdraw, and when he was exhausted, he was taken captive by them.

Hearing the news, Zhan Yi, who had been wandering outside, returned to the mountain immediately, and Shanggu, who was closest to Boling, also responded immediately, stepped up his guard, and discussed how to rescue Zhan Mei.

Who would have thought, but a day later, a hundred or so demon monks came to Boling Mountain Pass, bringing Zhan Mei with them.

Zhan Mei has an iron body, but no matter how much those demonic disciples tortured him, they couldn't find a way to do it, so they had to destroy the only weakness in his whole body.

...his eyes.

When he saw Zhan Mei again, his eyes were covered with dirty white gauze, stained with blood. Seeing this scene, Zhan Yi bit his lips, but Zhan Mei fell into their hands. Neither Le Li nor Zhan Yi dared to act rashly.

Those demonic monks brazenly set up a cauldron at the Boling Mountain Pass, which was filled with ice liquid filled with curling cold air. Zhan Mei was tied to a torture rack and placed directly above the cauldron.

After more than a hundred magic monks formed a simple formation, they shouted in unison in the mountains and fields of Boling.

"If you don't hand over the Boling dragon vein, this person will die!"

"Hand over the Boling Dragon Vein!"

Any blessed place suitable for cultivating immortals must be guarded by a dragon vein, which provides a steady stream of fairy energy for this place. The dragon vein is the foundation of every fairy school, and it is also the face of the fairy school and the origin of the fairy school.

Losing the dragon vein is tantamount to self-destruction of the foundation.

However, without giving the people on the mountain any chance to hesitate, Zhan Mei was hoisted down, and his legs were immersed in the extremely cold ice.

The indestructible bones of steel met the coldest yin qi, the yin and yang collided, and the fire touched the ice, making a brittle breaking sound immediately.

Zhan Mei, who had both eyes injured, didn't even groan, finally couldn't bear the heart-piercing pain, and let out a scream that rang through the valley.

Zhan Yi had no more resistance, and immediately handed over the Boling Dragon Vein.

Mo Dao saw that Zhan Mei's legs were scrapped by the cold air, and he was already a useless person. After Boling Longmai sent him down the mountain, he simply handed him back to Boling.

From that day on, Zhan Yi was labeled a traitor by angry Zhan disciples.

In the eyes of Zhan's family, who had practiced hard bone martial arts since childhood, Zhan Yi was an out-and-out coward, who actually abandoned Zhan's family because of his own selfish desires.Zhan Yi didn't want to explain, and after entrusting Zhan Mei to Le Li's care, he left home alone with his sword in his hand, and went to kill Moxiu alone.

Who would have thought that within two days, Le Shi, which was adjacent to Boling, had also fallen.

Those magic cultivators did not know what kind of cultivation they had carried out, and their mana increased so much in a short period of time that Le Shi, who was originally practicing auxiliary painting skills, was completely powerless to resist.In order to preserve the roots of the Le family, Le Li had no choice but to give an order to abandon Shanggu, take away the dragon's veins, and temporarily seek refuge in the Qin family not far away.

The Qin family is a family of craftsmen, who store a large amount of treasures, and the mountain is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, so they can provide them with sufficient support and wing protection.But when the matter came to an end, Qin Mu didn't care about the quarrel three years ago, kept silent and accepted the guests.

At this moment, the Immortal Realm finally discovered something was wrong and ordered all the Immortal Factions to strengthen their defenses. However, those Demon Cultivators were also very patient and stopped acting rashly.

It is said in the world that the Swallowing Elephant, which was sealed 300 years ago, has been revived.

The image of swallowing the sky is a huge energy source, which can give powerful benefits to the monks of the magic way, and help their skills increase in a short period of time.

However, the most ironic thing is that the Immortal Realm, which has always regarded itself highly, has not been able to figure out the exact location of the Swallowing Elephant until now.

... time back to the present.

Zhan Mei raised his head, and stared blankly at the gradually brightening moon in the western sky with his eyes covered with black silk: "Where is he, brother?"

Le Li touched his knee very lightly: "I have sent someone to look for it. But there is no response yet. Don't worry, Ru Cheng has the ability to protect himself, you just need to take care of yourself."

Zhan Mei stopped talking.

Le Li grinned, leaned against his ear and comforted him softly: "Don't worry, I will heal your leg. After the elephant that devours the sky dies, I will draw a boat with two oars, and we will let the boat go. "

……

on the other side.

Yin Wutang pushed open the door of his residence.

It took Ji Yunshang three years to heal his body, and he was also in a coma for nearly three years, during which time his personnel were unknown.

He managed to save his life but lost his golden core, and now he is no different from ordinary people, not to mention that his muscles and bones are broken, and his bad behavior is completely gone.

There is no trace of mana left in his body, and Yin Wutang has not adapted to it until now.

...but that wasn't what frustrates him the most.

He didn't even dare to think about the thing that really hurt him to the marrow.

After waking up, Ji Yunlue sent him to Shanggu to recuperate, so when the magic cultivator attacked, he also retreated to Qin's together with Le's.

He is a useless person, it doesn't matter where he stays, even if he rushes back to the Yin family, it will only increase the burden, so he simply stayed on Yuyang Mountain.

After confirming that he had closed the door, Yin Wutang gently leaned his green bamboo staff against the door, lowered his head and said softly, "Come out."

The bottom of the robe was silent, without any reaction.

Yin Wutang continued to ask: "What exactly are you? Are you a spirit beast living in the Qin Clan? Or are you a spy sent by the Demon Dao?"

...still no response.

Yin Wutang frowned suspiciously, lifted his robe, and looked intently, the bottom of the robe was actually empty.

...Wait, where's the cat?

While being surprised, Yin Wutang heard a slight commotion coming from the bedroom.

His breathing suddenly became rapid, and he held the green bamboo staff tightly with one hand, his expression became tense.

who?Who is there?

He is already a useless person with no power to restrain a chicken, if the person who came is really some kind of demon cultivator...

Before he could think of a countermeasure, he saw a figure coming out from the side of the screen.

He was wearing Yin's moon white and blue uniform loosely, holding a jade belt hook with Kui pattern in his left hand, and biting a piece of robe belt in his mouth.

Facing the dumbfounded Yin Wutang, Jiang Xun raised his eyebrows coquettishly, and said vaguely: "...Little rabbit, I can lend you a piece of clothing."