Fire and theft prevention

The black smoke was sucked into Mu Qingjia's body, and the severe corrosive pain hit him. He let out a miserable cry and knelt down on one knee.

Those black smokes are not demon energy, but pure demon soul.

Just like a tree infested with insects will automatically secrete venom to kill the moths, as the habitat of the soul, the soul-returning tree also instinctively erodes outsiders and kills the abandoned demons.

Mu Qingjia endured the pain, still thinking about his younger brother, and threw the Heshi bracelet in the direction of Huo Wei in the flames.

There was a continuous sound of clanging metals, and after experiencing a violent collision in the flames, he and Shi Bracelet wandered back to Mu Qingjia's side.

"How come..." He gritted his teeth.

In the flames, Huo Wei leaned over to support the ground with the Butterfly Sword, and quickly drew runes on the Butterfly Sword with his fingers, his eyes half filled with chaos.The pure black pupils were polluted by pitch black, and the devilish energy flowed in the whites of his eyes.

"Do you think that by hiding the soul of consciousness in the sword, you can avoid the magic power words?" The soft female voice lingered in his ears, "The gap between me and my disciple is not only the sky and the earth."

After drawing the runes on the Underworld Butterfly Sword, Huo Wei put his forehead against the hilt of the sword and closed his eyes.

"What's more," Qimo said with a smile, "is this spirit sword your spirit sword?"

Huo Wei's pupils shrank sharply, and the flames in his hands exploded.

Her words were like the beginning of a collapse. The purification of the soul had just begun, and she was violently repelled by the sword.In desperation, it had no choice but to go against the Butterfly Sword, forced back into Huo Wei's body, and was polluted by the demon soul in an instant.

The five fingers of Huo Wei's left hand turned into claws, and he stabbed hard into his dantian. He let out an inhuman neigh, and the whites of his eyes suddenly turned black!

"Good boy." The phantom of the woman stretched out her hand, pointing out of the flames, "Kill him."

At the end of the direction she pointed, before Mu Qingjia recovered from the severe pain, she suddenly felt palpitations like needle pricks.

He instinctively rolled to the left, and suddenly a wave of heat hit him, sending him flying.Under the tremendous force, his body smashed several wooden pillars one after another, and finally hit the stone tablet at the back of the hall.

He coughed a few times in the smoke, and when he looked at himself again, he found that his right arm had been swallowed by the flames in the impact just now.

"Cough, Huo Wei!" He coughed and called.

No one answered in the flames, and even the fiery red figure with black air gradually disappeared in the overwhelming golden flames, and the figure could no longer be distinguished.

A series of upheavals struck, Mu Qingjia couldn't react at all, and another flaming blade rushed towards him.

In an instant a stone wall rose flat to block the flame blade, and in the next instant someone grabbed his back skirt and flew into the air.

Amidst the loud explosion, Mu Qingjia boarded a crane made of quicksand, soared into the air.

"What happened to him!?" Bu Chen roared, "Your arm?!"

Mu Qingjia shook his head, while paying close attention to the sea of ​​fire below him, he touched the jade ring that Le Lu left for him with his left hand.

Bu Chen didn't expect to hear his answer, and continued: "My senior sister is missing!"

This news did not stir up any waves in Mu Qingjia's heart at all, he put all his attention on his junior brother.

Immediately after that, another burst of flame shot up into the sky, Sha He tilted his body quickly, his right wing was engulfed by the flames, the six-star seal was still in operation, and the quicksand immediately completed another wing.

"Don't hurt him! Hold on!" Mu Qingjia said quickly, "There is a demon in his soul, I can make him wake up! Find a chance to get closer!"

Bu Chen clenched his teeth, he realized that the manic Huo Wei is much stronger now than he was in the confrontation half a month ago, and he will never be able to subdue him alone.He had no choice but to put aside his worries about the safety of his teacher for the time being, and deal with Huo Wei first.

Mu Qingjia's consciousness quickly scanned the storage jade ring, countless information mixed with memory fragments emerged in his mind, one wood carving after another was excluded by him, until he saw a single-winged single-eyed bird.

The bird was delicate and non-aggressive, and its mutilated body couldn't even jump and fly independently.

There is Niaoyan, whose shape is like a mallard, and it has one wing and one eye, and it can fly when it meets each other. It is called Manman, and it is also called Lovebird among the people.

The memories of the past told him that this was the answer he was looking for.

"Bu Chen, listen carefully." Mu Qingjia put the bird-shaped wood carving in his palm, opened his eyes and watched him seriously, "No matter what happens, this bird must be sent to Huo Wei's side."

Bu Chen's whole body was tense, while driving the sand crane, he kept bending his bow and shooting arrows, using the wind and sand as a wall to block the attack of the explosion.The wound on his lower abdomen burst again, and blood flowed out.

Hearing this, he just glanced at the wood carving, without raising any doubts, he said straightforwardly, "Okay!"

Mu Qingjia held his breath and focused his attention, his consciousness directly broke through the restless primordial spirit, and shot into the lovebird.

The bird opened its single eye, moved its only remaining left wing, and then leaped forward, facing the storm and falling into the sea of ​​flames!

At that moment, the scorching air swept over his body, and Mu Qingjia had many scenes in front of his eyes. There was Gaotu Mountain, where he was forced to fall into a deep cliff when he was young; And in the sea of ​​clouds and moonlight here, the two touched hands and feet, and made a promise without words.

Fear, panic, embarrassment, tenderness, everything is gone in this leap, leaving only a firmness.

I want to go to him.

A strong gust of wind and sand supported his body, and the sand arrows shot down beside him, and the golden flame scattered under the arrows before approaching.

The deeper the fall, the redder the golden flame became, until Mu Qingjia gathered his left wing and landed on the right arm that the man swung out.

Huo Wei did not hold the Butterfly Sword, his right arm was his sword.

The flames were burning the wood carving, Mu Qingjia endured the burning pain, and lowered his single wing, so that his own wing was tightly connected with Huo Wei's single hand.

In an instant, a bond was connected between him and it, and the bird, which was born with only half, finally found its lost other half.

The raging flames flooded Mu Qingjia's sight, his whole body was scorched to the extreme, and his soul seemed to be disintegrating immediately.

The next moment, a scorching sword aura struck him, and Mu Qingjia was pushed behind him. Amidst the buzzing sound of the sword's collision, the man twisted his sword to resist the opposite sword aura, leaving him with a shadow from his back.

In the night, the sword in the man's hand hung down with a snow-white fringe, and the word "Xiangjun" was faintly engraved on the texture of the hilt.

"Brother." The man gritted his teeth and whispered.

"Junior brother?" Mu Qingjia asked in surprise.

The person who was protecting him - Huo Wei glanced at him quickly, then turned the edge of the sword and passed the opponent's sword at the wrong edge, venting its strength.

Huo Wei holds the Xiangjun sword, the fairy robe has a black background with gold patterns, and a golden osmanthus sticks out from the side of the sword pattern on the cuff.His face was still a bit green and immature, and the lines of his facial features were softer than now, without the killing that was stained in the disaster.

And all of this, he could see clearly.

Mu Qingjia realized that this was the past, the past shared by him and his junior.

Ah Wei.

He called out in his heart.

On the opposite side, the one that passed Xiang Jun's sword at the wrong front was the Hades Butterfly Sword.The Nether Butterfly Sword, the natal spirit sword that once belonged to Huo Ying, the elder brother of the Huo family.

Huo Ying raised his head, his eyes were obscured by the pitch-black demon energy, which was no different from Shi Zhao's performance, obviously he had been hit by the Power Words technique.

"Brother!" Huo Wei shouted again, his still clear voice was mixed with pain and disbelief. "Brother, I'm Ah Wei! Don't you recognize Ah Wei?"

Mu Qingjia wanted to say the solution to the Power Words technique, but he opened his mouth, but his body couldn't be controlled by him, and shouted: "A Wei, be careful!"

Here is the past that has been settled, and he from the present is just a ray of consciousness attached to him, unable to change the past.

Huo Ying's attack struck again, Mu Qingjia drew out the Tianyi Sword from his waist and joined the battle, joined Huo Wei's two swords together, and fought Huo Ying at the same place.

The opponent's swordsmanship is superb. Although the sword intent is not as mysterious as the two disciples of Master Sword, it is far stronger than the two brothers at that time.Also, they didn't want to hurt Huo Ying, so when they drew their swords, they were afraid of their hands and feet, and soon their bodies were stained.

A sharp sword came, Mu Qingjia managed to avoid the sharp edge, but a slender wound was burned on his right arm by the hot sword wind, blood slipped down the cuff.

"Qingjia!" Huo Wei jumped in front of him, crossed swords and met Ming Die.The bones of his whole body creaked under the force, and the water aura poured out.

"Brother—I'm Ah Wei." Huo Wei's eyes were red, "It's your brother..."

A gleam of clarity flashed across Huo Ying's eyes, and he withdrew his sword suddenly.The opponent's force was withdrawn suddenly, and Huo Wei's inertia caused him to slash down with Xiang Jun's sword, piercing his brother's shoulder.

Huo Ying recognized him with a smile.

As if wanting to caress his younger brother, he stretched out his hand, and under Huo Wei's eyes full of tears, he resolutely inserted the Underworld Butterfly Sword into his lower abdomen.

"Brother!!!" Huo Wei roared, catching Huo Ying's fallen body.

Mu Qingjia hurriedly pressed his wound, but found that the fire aura was rapidly dissipating.

The dantian was shattered and could no longer be saved.

Huo Ying was pillowed in the crook of Huo Wei's arms, with blood gushing from his lips.

"Father, mother, little sister..." He stumbled and said eagerly, "Yuzhou, the human world, has me..."

"What's going on? Why is it like this?" Huo Wei squeezed out words between his teeth, "Who killed you? I'm going to kill him!"

Huo Ying finally shook his head slightly, he glanced at Mu Qingjia, then turned back to stare deeply at Huo Wei.He seemed to have a thousand words to say, but in the end he just said: "A Wei, live on."

The dantian is broken, no matter how powerful a monk is, he will die quickly.

Spiritual energy returns to heaven and earth, flesh|body returns to dust.

It was only later that Mu Qingjia realized that Huo Ying's look at him actually contained a lot of meaning.

Because after that night, Mount Gaotu will become Huo Wei's only home left.

Before Huo Ying suddenly appeared in Gaotu Mountain, it was just an ordinary autumn night.At that time, Mu Qingjia was still thinking about how to make pastries for his new apprentice, while Huo Wei was in the same thatched hut with him, wiping the blade of his sword by the warm yellow candlelight.

And two hours later, the candlelight was gone, and in the starless and moonless darkness, only a drop of bright red wax tear fell from the candlestick.

Huo Wei knelt in front of his brother's neatly tidied body. Mu Qingjia came from behind and heard him say, "I want to go back to Huo's house."

His voice was hoarse, as if he was rubbing Mu Qingjia's heart against the sand, dripping with blood.

"Okay." Mu Qingjia said calmly, "I'll accompany you. I've already taken care of my junior sister and junior brother."

Huo Weiyi paused, and said: "No need. Gaotu needs you."

Mu Qingjia knew what he was worried about: Huo's elder brother looked like that, and before he died, he mentioned his parents and younger sister like that, I am afraid that the Huo family is already in danger.

Whether he came here seeking revenge or the demon cultivator violated the border, going to Huo's house now is definitely a narrow escape.

Huo Wei didn't want to involve him.

"With the mountain protection formation, it doesn't make much difference if I have one more or one less." Mu Qingjia smiled, "But Ah Wei needs me."

Huo Wei put the Underworld Butterfly Sword beside his elder brother, and supported himself to stand up with the Xiangjun Sword.

"Don't regret it," he said.