fairy dust

"Feiyi!!! Feiyi..." Ling Feiyan held the fallen Chuyi in her arms, and the severe pain in the wound made her almost unable to hold Chuyi's body.As the Yanyue Sword, which was never parting from her hand, suddenly fell on the frozen soil mixed with mottled blood, she had to kneel and sit in the biting cold night wind. Perhaps only in this posture can she hug the fool in her arms. Be more stable.

On the other hand, Chu Yi's entire right arm was scalded by the magic flame until it was bloody, and the darker and darker vision gradually devoured the pupils that tended to expand.It was almost impossible to see Ling Feiyan's sad face clearly, but she could feel Ling Feiyan's calm and firm warm embrace and eager heartache with angry complaints.

On the first day of the junior high school, he thought, if he could just die in Ling Feiyan's arms like this, maybe death would not be a bad thing.

Her right hand seemed to be still burning, and the pain of shattering her body and soul made her tremble all over, but she still held the singing fan tightly, moved the corners of her mouth slightly, and reluctantly felt complacent about the person who didn't know if she had a chance to express her thoughts laugh.

This time, she finally became Ling Feiyan's hero.

"Who told you to come here! How are you trying to be brave!! I can't keep my line up, why do I want you to intervene!!!" Ling Feiyan scolded Chuyi, but it was more like scolding himself for his own incompetence.

At that moment, she really couldn't hold back.If it wasn't for this desperate guy who forcibly blocked the unavoidable magic flame for her, I'm afraid Ling Feiyan would have been torn to pieces by the silver-eyed night demon's flames.

It has been 30 years since the last time the silver-eyed night demon nearly destroyed the Tian Yuzong.In that catastrophe, Tian Yuzong lost three Taoist priests who were close to the Qingxuan realm, all five Lingzun's first disciples were killed in battle, high-ranking disciples were killed and injured countless times, and the entire Tianyuzong was on the verge of collapse.

But now, Ling Feiyan's heart felt like being repeatedly stabbed by countless arrows, and the powerful, unstoppable and cruel reality ruthlessly ravaged her spiritual beliefs that completely collapsed.She couldn't believe that when she stood in the center of the prisoner's formation, she was so powerless and ignorant of the ancient demons.In the flames of magic erupting in front of her eyes, she could only ask herself again and again: Ling Feiyan, you are just the first disciple of Ling Zun in the Heyu Realm, what qualifications do you have to stand in the center without shame? In the middle, but hurt others, bring disaster to the same family? !

So at this moment, Ling Feiyan can see only a piece of mourning and despair, and the burning flames illuminate the battlefield with heavy casualties. There are many bones, dark blood, and cold swords all over the eyes. The corpses of disciples, demons and ghost slaves are intertwined and piled up, which is hideous and terrifying.

Ling Feichuan and Ling Feitan were still able to move, and the two of them clutched their wounds in pain, searching for the surviving Tian Yuzong disciples on the battlefield full of broken limbs and arms.All the Tianyuzong disciples who were cleaning the battlefield while panting were silent, even the female disciples who couldn't hold back their tears just sobbed silently.They supported each other and turned over the corpses scorched by the magic flames. If they could still be identified as being from the same sect, they would be carried to another place and lined up together.

"I'm not...to be brave..." If it wasn't for Ling Feiyan's deep red eyes, he might have chosen to fall asleep and give up the struggle with the pain in the first day of junior high school.But she really couldn't bear Ling Feiyan to bear those self-criticisms alone, she could see it from Ling Feiyan's stubbornly tightly pursed thin lips, and from the kinks in her eyebrows.Ling Feiyan was blaming herself, she blamed herself for all the reasons for her defeat in this bitter battle.

"It's not what it is to be brave! Obviously, you can just guard your own eyes!! You must come to my side!!!" Ling Feiyan hates being brave on the first day of the junior high school, especially if you are brave enough to save her.

"I said..." Chuyi wanted to speak, but gasped in pain.

The magic flame on the right arm seemed to drill into the meridians and blood vessels along the skin, burning violently in the body mixed with blood and true energy.The consciousness of the first day of junior high school began to blur uncontrollably. Looking at Ling Feiyan, maybe it was because of shame and anger, maybe it was the cheeks that were reddened by the magic flames. In the haze, everything in front of her seemed to return to the bed in the palace of Prince An a few days ago. The moment Ling Feiyan was pressed under him.

"I said... I will never give you... the chance to leave me..."

【four months ago】

The results of this year's magic weapon test really satisfied Tu Minggong and Minghai Daoist.In the early morning of that day, after Ming Lu and Chu came to inform him about Ge Fan, he sat alone in Tu Ming Palace and thought slowly.

For many years, few disciples have been able to successfully obtain the ancient magic weapon. He Tu Minggong took two pieces in one fell swoop, and the limelight directly overwhelmed Daoxiangong for more than 01:30.

Especially the little Tu Feiyi, although he is a bit cunning and mischievous on weekdays, and his Taoism is only average, he did not expect to wake him up with a lot of effort to wake up the magic song fan that no one can hold for more than 300 years. Never thought of it.

No wonder Ming Ya and Ming Lu senior brothers have always been partial to her.Ming Hai couldn't help but also looked at Chuyi Gao, thinking: If Feiyi and Ling Feiyan can improve their practice of "Lian Hai Jue" this time, Da Huiwu's promotion must be just around the corner.

Stroking his beard, Ming Hai thought of Feiran, another disciple whom he had always looked up to.

If it is said that Zhao Qingran was successfully promoted to a high-level disciple and got the result of the ancient magic weapon, it was completely within his expectations.What surprised him was that Zhao Qingran had very good aptitude, and it was understandable for him to enter the Immortal Palace, but why did he not get the two swords from Tuming Palace, but the Imperial Sword from Yiwu Palace?

Although Ming Lu said just now that a magic weapon is a magic weapon, there is no such thing as up or down.But any member of the Tian Yu Sect knows that if the factor of the person who handles the magic weapon is high attainment, the magic weapon itself still has its strengths and weaknesses.

The magic weapon of Daoxian Palace is the strongest, it can pass through the five realms to seal immortals and suppress evil.The magic weapon of Tianshu Palace can be used to the extreme to peek into the future, which is the second strongest.The second is the magic weapon of his Tuming Palace, the five sharp swords are all sharp weapons for killing demons and ghosts, which is very good.Even Jiang Pan, the first suzerain of Tian Yuzong, is holding the Yanyue Sword of Tu Ming Palace!

Therefore, this is exactly what Ming Hai is most unwilling to do.Although Tian Yuzong has gradually changed from slaying demons and demons to becoming more inclined towards cultivation and Taoism over the past thousand years, the momentum of Tu Ming Palace has also declined compared to the beginning.But it is still the third palace after Tianshu Palace.

But when it was his turn to be in charge of Tu Ming, because he was Ming Da's younger brother, the masters and uncles of the previous generation were always used to mention Ming Da first, but instead his Tu Ming Palace was ranked last.However, Ming Da, who is quite big, doesn't seem to be convinced. Ming Hai is obviously a junior, but he always doesn't take him seriously, and he loves to compete with Ming Hai day by day.That's why the two have been fighting openly and secretly for many years.

Sometimes I think about it, maybe if there were no such trivial things, Ming Hai would not have become a person who really cares about face.

Then the fourth place is the magic weapon of Qingyao Palace, which can revive the dead and heal the bones, and the last one is the magic weapon of Yiwu Palace, which is good at defense.

So if it is necessary to rank magic weapons regardless of anything, Zhao Qingran took the Imperial Sword of Yiwu Palace, which can be said to be a very poor result.Letting a disciple who has the aptitude of Dao Xiangong take a magic weapon of Yiwu Palace, which is only good at resisting foreign enemies, is like asking a minister capable of governing the world to teach Huangkou children to read.It's no wonder that Zhao Qingran couldn't hide his jealousy when he saw that he got the song fan in the first day of the junior high school.

But there is no way, this is how the ancient magic weapon recognizes people and does not recognize people.

However, what made Ming Hai a little concerned was that although he appreciated Zhao Qingran's Taoism aptitude and knew that he always treated others with a modest and progressive attitude in the Tu Ming Palace, he had noticed a trace of deliberate deliberation in the young man's eyes several times. The hidden color of anger and contention.From this, Ming Hai wondered if Zhao Qingran had experienced some kind of grief, indignation and humiliation before he joined the Heavenly Emperor Sect, which made him yearn for power so much.

This is a dangerous signal. If Zhao Qingran really has such an obsession and hides it, it means that he is not only aware of his obsession, but also unwilling to extricate himself.If this continues, Zhao Qingran will easily sink and lose himself in the face of powerful forces.

In this way, Ming Hai felt that it might not be a good thing for Zhao Qingran to take the Royal Palace Sword, and hoped that the Royal Palace Sword with defensive power would give him some dignified and steady strength, ease his haze and hostility, and make him truly a person who helps the world and helps the world. A disciple of Tianyuzong.

"Master." Ling Feimo's arrival interrupted Ming Hai's thoughts.

"What's the matter?" Ming Hai flicked his whisk to cheer himself up.

Ling Feimo cupped his hands and said: "The disciple came from the Law Enforcement Hall, the man in black who was captured last night..."

Ming Hai leaned forward slightly, and asked: "Can he admit who sent him to my Tian Yuzong to steal the magic weapon?"

Ling Feimo shook his head regretfully and said: "The man in black originally wanted to confess under the persuasion of his disciple, but unfortunately, at the last moment, he bit the pill in his mouth and committed suicide by taking the poison."

"Hmm...?" Ming Hai stroked his beard and narrowed his eyes. Ling Feimo's reply contained a lot of information, which made it difficult for Ming Hai to sort out the context for a while, so he raised his eyes seriously and said to Ling Feimo: "And I will ask you about it." Tell me everything in detail."

Ling Feimo already had suspicions in his heart, so he told Ming Hai truthfully what Zhao Qingran asked to go with him after leaving Tu Ming Palace and what happened later in the Law Enforcement Hall.

"It's so..." Hearing Ling Feimo's narration, coupled with his own random thoughts just now, Ming Hai felt that it was not easy for the man in black to steal the fans.

For some reason, Zhao Qingran's expression suddenly appeared in front of his eyes when he first saw Chu Yi take out a singing fan.Behind the seemingly envious but actually jealous look, there was a flash of firmness.Ming Hai's heart sank, he didn't expect this young man to have so many thoughts.

Ordinary people would think that he is very modest and magnanimous if they only see the look of envy.Even if one sees the faint jealousy with a poisonous gaze, it is only understood as human nature.It's the inexplicable firmness hidden deep in the dark... Thinking about it makes one's spine chill.

After thinking for a long time, Ming Hai stood up and wrapped the whisk in his arms, and said to Ling Feimo: "Didn't Fei always tell you that he wanted to go to Cancheng for investigation? Go and tell him, I'm sure."