After raising four Long Aotian, I slag them

Song Yushuang?

There is such a character in the original book, but he is neither a big villain nor a supporting role with a high sense of presence like Lin Hongshen. Qin Ji doesn't remember what kind of person this is.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Song Yushuang's reaction just now was not right, so he knocked on the system and asked the system to tell him about Song Yushuang, but the system did not answer.

His question seems to have disappeared without a reply.

"The system is gone?"

After the words fell, the system finally said: "Yes."

"Why are you pretending to be dumb here? Did you hear the question I asked just now? Song Yushuang is..." Before Qin Ji finished speaking, she was interrupted abruptly.

The system said: "I'm sorry host, the author's heart is not allowed to be revealed, so I can't tell you for the time being. If the host wants to know, please follow the main task. When the plot is complete, the host will know what should be known. "

"...I think, you are not as dedicated as when we first met."

This answer is very official and perfunctory. After saying so much, in the end, I still have to rely on my own plot.

Obviously, the day he first wore it, the system still cleared his mind.

But the system just said, "Ollie!"

Qin Ji: "..."

Okay, this guy only has tasks in his eyes.

Qin Ji sighed, lowered his eyes, and looked at the sound transmission talisman Song Huashuang gave him several times, it seemed that it was really just a different appearance.

His suspicions gradually subsided, and he put the sound transmission talisman into the storage ring. When he put it away, he almost put the fish he caught yesterday into it.

Half of the boy in the painting is leaning on the red teak wood table, with two long legs crossed, seemingly casual, but Qin Ji knows that Duan Shaofeng at that time was full of vigilance and vigilance.

Frost condensed between the delicate brows, breaking through the trace of childishness on the skin surface.He didn't need to do anything, and his aura was astonishingly powerful.

Good-looking is good-looking, but there is no need to wear it close to your body.

Where it was found, where it was put back.

After Qin Ji stuffed it back under the pillow, I went to the snow to catch Duan Shaofeng.

To be honest, he was quite nervous, after all, Duan Shaofeng's madness was really scary.

The book said that it was because of practicing the wrong mind that he became obsessed. Duan Shaofeng's mind was taught by Yun Chengli, but it was not Yun Chengli who wanted to harm him.

Yun Chengli taught him the right way of thinking, but it was tampered with by Fu Yuan secretly. The latter is Yun Chengli's direct disciple, and he is regarded as Duan Shaofeng's younger brother according to his seniority. He handed over the way of thinking to the other party, so naturally it will not provoke people Suspect.

The reason why Fu Yuan did this may be because of jealousy, or there may be other thoughts.Even though they are only two years old, their cultivation is far behind Duan Shaofeng's. They are all competitive, so it doesn't matter whether they let go or not.

Seeing that not only his cultivation, but also his swordsmanship, comprehension, and insight are not as good as the opponent's, and even his master Yun Chengli spends more time on the opponent than himself, Fu Yuan's impure heart is completely darkened.

He began to learn to walk by the side door——

It only needs to add such a stroke, and a good ruthless way of mind can be reversed and become the way of desire.

Once a person who cultivates the way of ruthlessness cultivates the way of desire, the purest and purest spiritual veins will be violated, and the seven emotions and six desires that have been deliberately suppressed will be multiplied and even exploded.

If it is not stopped, madness will happen sooner or later.

Duan Shaofeng was able to survive until the opening of the secret trial, thanks to Hanquan's contribution, but Duan Shaofeng's situation is obviously more serious than in the original book.

In other words, it's all the fault of my poor physique.

In fact, after Qin Ji tied up Duan Shaofeng last night, he guided the chaotic spiritual flow in his body. This method is completely feasible, which is equivalent to reversing the way of desire again.However, Duan Shaofeng, who is not awake, is really noisy, and he needs to stay awake during the reversal. Qin Ji is inconvenient to stun him, so he casts a curse when he speaks.

So, under the dim candlelight, a pair of clear eyes with cold light swept straight over, and Qin Ji was stared at for the whole night like this.

What is sleeping with ghosts!

What does it mean to turn around and meet a ghost!

That's it! ! !

Seeing it for the first time, Qin Ji was almost sent away.

Enduring the chills on his back, he continued to move forward. When he saw that there was only a rope left in the snow and a manhole that looked like he had fallen out, he immediately screamed, "It's gone, it's gone again!"

"What's gone?" A voice suddenly came from behind.

Qin Ji turned her head in horror, and met a healthy face.It was Li Yao, "What's wrong with you, did you lose something important? Let me help you find it together."

No, it's just that the main character is lost, it's not important.

"No, why did you come out?" Qin Ji asked.

"Isn't someone from the main peak coming to the outer peak to look for the young suzerain this morning? I was woken up." Li Yao scratched his head, "I thought that senior brother Fu Yuan would come to teach later, so I didn't continue to sleep at all, I thought you He also came out to wait for Senior Brother Fu."

Qin Ji was taken aback when he heard the words, "Wait, why are you teaching again? Isn't it night yet?"

He looked up at the sky and asked suspiciously, "Isn't it?"

Then he was told that due to the winter, the climate on the mountain was too cold, and the night training was transferred to the early morning.

Okay, no sleep at night, and now even during the day, what is the hotline of the Education Bureau of the Cultivation World?One-stop complaints!

Qin Ji was about to die of anger. Others practiced sword hard, but he was motivated to paddle even when he was criticized. When Fu Yuan was called out by one of his disciples, he said to them, "Relax for a while, and continue when I come back." practice."

"Remember to abide by the sect's rules, don't make noise, don't fight and cause trouble, otherwise you know what the consequences will be."

"Yes, senior brother!" All the disciples said in unison.

Seeing Fu Yuan leave, Xue Qijian lowered his hand holding the wooden sword, his eyes deliberately looking for the crane-like figure in his memory.

Yesterday afternoon, he and several other disciples were taken to the main peak by Xuantianzong's young master, namely Duan Shaofeng, for interrogation.

To be precise, it was not considered an interrogation, but it was mostly asking him where he had been a few days ago, whether he drank the three jars of fruit spirit wine himself, and some small questions that were not necessary.

The tone was a little heavy, Xue Qijian had admired the other party for a long time, and realized that this matter might not be trivial, so he told the truth about the room change.

After he finished speaking, seeing Duan Shaofeng's complexion suddenly changed, his mind moved, "Dare to ask me what happened to my little brother. If my little brother trusts me, I am willing to share my worries."

The Young Sect Master of Xuantian Sect has a shocking appearance, even though he has never been down the mountain, the folks have heard a little about it.Xue Qijian would choose Xuantianzong not only because Xuantianzong is the number one sect in the world, but also for this reason, he would naturally not let go of this opportunity to gain favorability.

However, Duan Shaofeng only glanced at him, didn't say anything, and his attitude was indifferent.

Ming Ming is not very old, but his eyes are as cold as a blade carved into his bones.

Xue Qijian didn't dare to look at him, he was sweating profusely when Duan Shaofeng curled his lips, showing a harmless smile, and raised his hand to signal the two disciples to invite him out.

what is this?

Xue Qijian felt unwilling, and the knuckles holding the wooden sword were so hard that they turned white.

Taking advantage of the rest time, the disciples sat down to take a rest.There is a saying that goes well, gossip is the most basic way of communication between people.

A number of fresh-blooded male cultivators sat together to form a small group, and after a while, someone started a new conversation——

"Hey, who do you think is the most beautiful female cultivator in the sect?"

"Then you don't have to ask, it must be Duan Xiaoxiong from Zhuolian Peak!"

"You're crazy! I'm asking a female cultivator, why are you mentioning a male?!"

"What's wrong with the man, although the little brother is a man, but he looks better than any woman...I don't mean that he looks like a girl, but the kind of beauty with edges and corners, the unique sharpness of boys Do you understand the sense of beauty? After seeing him, I can no longer look down on anyone."

"I am me too!"

"You two are too exaggerated. The little brother is good-looking, but I always feel that no one can control it. If the sleeve is broken, it must be the one on top. Do you want to be suppressed?"

"... Cough, think about it carefully, I still prefer the hexagram of weak and weak."

"Haha, it's easy to say, I'm not talented, I don't have much literature and ink in my stomach, but I have a lot of small money in my family. Before entering Xuantianzong, I was lucky enough to meet a beautiful woman named Huaying in the folk. That is the real 'Tao Zhiyaoyao' , blazing its glory’, a glimpse—it’s a pity that I’ve already made an engagement with the owner of the Wanxian Building, and we’ll have a grand wedding two years later on the vernal equinox, so you guys have no chance!”

Everyone booed.

"Isn't that Huaying a prostitute? Anyone can do it after spending money. How can you compare with our little senior brother? Besides, after talking so much, why don't you mention our suzerain's beloved daughter, Yunyou Lianyun?" Sister?"

"..."

Qin Ji found a big sunny rock and sat down, took out the scriptures and melon seeds from the storage ring, and quietly dried the mushrooms.

Unlike the lively chat over there, this place seems to be closed to itself.

In the middle of winter, the sun is not too hot.

Pale golden light sprinkled down like broken stars, making the young man's snow-white hair sparkle.

The top of the head was suddenly covered by a shadow, the light dimmed, Qin Ji froze, raised his face slowly, and immediately met a pair of eyes.

After a brief silence -

Qin Ji: "Hi?"