Heaven is fearless

My own high priest hid a man in the dark room. As the priestess closest to him, Yugo certainly would not be ignorant of this matter. The high priest murdered and set fire. Even if he saw the face of Immortal Mingxiao, the high priest had made up his mind and made up his mind to hide him. You Gou gritted his teeth and went to find Tiemu to give the coffin to him. It's done.

How did he know that Tu Zhao was able to steal the sleeping Mingxiao Xianzun out of the dark room?

To be honest, Yougou's first reaction was whether to take the Immortal Venerable back to the High Priest.

Tu Zhao reacted very quickly, as soon as he heard her words, he knew that You Gou must have got involved in this matter, so it can be seen that the witch master is definitely the mastermind behind this matter, but this is not what he wants to pay attention to now: "Please girl Save Master!"

As soon as Yougou said something wrong, he cleared his throat embarrassingly. If he could go up the mountain of swords and go down into the sea of ​​fire for the high priest, he also felt a little embarrassed at the moment when he faced the apprentice of the suffering master: "I... It's not that I don't want to save you!" People, the high priest is the one who is most proficient in medicine and witchcraft among the witch clan, and the high priest thought about Tiemu's method for a long time, no matter how powerful I am, I can't compare to the high priest."

Tu Zhao's eyes dimmed at first, and then they lit up again as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "Then Tiemu...where can I find Tiemu?"

Yougou looked at him blankly: "Tiemu? Isn't there one in the dark room... ah..."

She reacted, paused for a moment, did not ask what happened to the coffin, and replied bluntly: "Iron wood is born every ten thousand years, and it is an innate treasure that can't be found. Those stored in the family are used to make that coffin." , we don’t have many.”

Tu Zhao's expression faded inch by inch, Yougou had never seen such an expression from such a cold, tough and high-spirited swordsman, and looking at the silent immortal in his arms, he couldn't bear to say: "... ...I can't save him, but...but maybe you can try asking the ghost?"

In matters of life and death, ghosts are the final hurdle. Although the souls of monks are not under the jurisdiction of ghosts, the king of ghosts even has a way to deceive the heavens to prolong the life of the witch master. Maybe he can also find a way for the immortals?

Yougou has never done such a generous thing before, and she felt wrong when she said it, but what she said was equivalent to splashing water, and it was impossible to take it back, she frowned and complained secretly in her heart that she was too talkative, I didn't notice that Tu Zhao's expression became extremely cold after hearing the word "ghost".

The one who cut off the chains that bound the iron-wooden coffin was none other than the King of Ghosts. You Gou didn't know this, but Tu Zhao remembered it clearly.

He pursed his lips, his handsome pale face seemed to be covered with frost, and his eyes fell on the quiet face of the master in his arms. After a while, he asked in a low voice, "Where is Mr. Xiyi?"

As long as she doesn't want to torment the high priest, she doesn't care whether others are troublesome or not, and Yugou readily agrees: "I'll take you to find him."

Tianheng's soul was unstable, and under the extreme emotional fluctuations, he couldn't even pinch the magic formula. Xiyi hugged this weakly breathed incarnation and walked slowly to the side of the bed, put him down, and took care of him gently and loosely. With messy long hair, he pulled out his consciousness and grabbed the law.

"Think of a way, we have to take Ming Xiao and Ming Xue back."

The ghost king in black robes was sitting on the ground, with his hands resting on the bed, his charming and beautiful face was full of indifference and arrogance, and only occasionally when he looked at the sleeping witch master would he show a childlike innocent smile .

"...It's too difficult, it's too difficult," Law said with emotion, "According to the current situation, if Mingxiao Mingxue is really gone, Tu Zhao and Tu Ying will go crazy, and it will be better to lose and recover than never to find them from the beginning to the end." Much more grueling."

The ghost king also regretted a little: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be lazy. I'll settle it when the two of them haven't found someone. It's still troublesome to delay."

Fa Shi just sighed casually, knowing that God had made up his mind this time, he said, "Then what are you going to do?"

The ghost king stretched out his hand to lift the quilt for the witch master, smoothed out the long hair on the pillow one by one, and said in a whisper: "The most labor-saving way is to leave it alone. It's a soulless body, so it's okay to let it go. But I'm afraid that Tu Zhao Tu Ying is full of thoughts about rescuing them—"

There was a half-smile expression on his face, the law was connected with his heart, knowing that he was thinking of Shanjun's mess, speaking of it, Shanjun killed thousands of people to get blood, and made a bunch of moths. Also thinking about waking Mingxue up.

Whether or not these two incarnations are taken back is nothing to do with the way of heaven, but others always use them to cause troubles. It doesn't even need to look at it, it can think that Tu Zhao must be desperately thinking about how to save Mingxiao now-but Mingxiao Xiao doesn't want him to save him, Ming Xiao wants him to concentrate on swordsmanship and become a Kunlun Immortal Venerable unparalleled in the world.

——It was said that he was going to teach the son of luck, but in the end he became a hindrance. Tiandao must have been panicked in his heart.

Fortunately, Shao Tianheng's incarnation was completely dead, and there was no possibility of it resurfacing, otherwise Yuanhua...wait, Fa Shi suddenly felt guilty. With a face exactly like Shao Tianheng's...

The ghost king didn't care what it thought, and said slowly: "Mingxue is placed with Jade God, there is no need to rush to erase it, it's just Mingxiao at Tuzhao..."

He thought of the emotion that had nothing to do with calmness and sharpness when Cai Tuzhao saw Ming Xiao just now, and he felt dizzy for a while, and for the first time, he had a common heart with those old fathers who loved their sons obsessed with beauty and did not do business properly: What kind of relationship are you talking about? , Feelings will only affect the speed at which you draw your sword!

After hearing him finish speaking, Fa Shi coiled around Tian Heng's face twice in attachment, and the ghost king held it down with his fingers: "Speaking of which, why haven't you found the next witch master yet?"

It’s okay not to mention this, but when it comes to this law, I almost get mad: "I don’t know either! I carefully read all the people with the blood of the Wu clan, and I pulled the timeline to turn forward Turning back again, I just couldn’t find the son of luck! It’s absolutely impossible! It stands to reason that it’s impossible to find it, but I’ve searched in several realms, and I don’t see him at all Traces! It's like the whole world would never have given birth to this person!"

This is a serious statement.

A person who cannot even find the law means that this world never existed in the past, will not exist in the present, and will never exist in the future.

——But this is simply a paradox. The sky pillar collapsed, and the pillar representing the witch clan did not have the luck of the witch master to support it. Isn't this small world doomed to collapse?

Anyone who hears that he is about to die will not be in a good mood, even the ruthless Tiandao is the same.

The Ghost King leaned against the bed silently, his eyebrows drooped, his long eyelashes covering his dark pupils, Li Gui's already pale skin looked like a carved dead white and cold jade in the backlight, that kind of excessive Because of this ghostly dead white, her beauty is also a little damp and ambiguous.

When Ayousang came in, he saw such a scene. The ghost king in the shadow looked at the witch master with an indescribably complicated expression. He was like a vine growing in the dark, with seductive and beautiful flowers The flowers and plants are full of poisonous thorns, trying desperately to cling and entangle their twisted and sickly life to another bright soul.

Ayou Sang was taken aback by his sudden imagination, and when he regained consciousness, the ghost king had already looked over.

The gloomy and distorted temperament disappeared from him, and the handsome son of Zhilan Yushu looked at her with a smile: "It's Ayousang, come to see Tianheng?"

Ayousang's long hair is still mottled white, and most of the lively and sunny girl's expression on her face has dissipated. The long years of being imprisoned under the skin of a young man quietly poked her head out, and with a lot of exhausted blood, she was exposed. face.

She no longer wore the long skirt and short-arm jacket that exposed her slender waist in the past, but rather plainly wore a long skirt with a tunic, and the waist was still covered with fine and light silver ornaments, which emitted light and bright lights with the breeze as she walked. The sound is like the youthful laughter of a young girl.

"I'll come and see the High Priest, and I'll also see you." Her answer was beyond Xi Yi's expectation, causing the handsome young man to tilt his face slightly, his slender eyebrows pressed down, and a half-smile expression: "Oh? Find me?"

Ayousang's eyes kept falling on the sleeping Tianheng, and he answered the wrong question: "The high priest has lost weight again."

Tianheng grew up under the company of her and Yougou. They were familiar with every change in him, and knew what every change in his expression represented. Now this young man who was raised by them was lonely and thin like a bone, He was lying under the thick brocade quilt, so he couldn't see the ups and downs of his body...

This time, he was really going to die.

Ayousang felt this approaching fact like never before.

As she thought about it, there was strangely no more fluctuations in her heart. It may be because she had thought about what she was going to do, so that her tone became a little lighter: "Jun Xiyi's fate-defying spell can no longer be used. , why not listen to my method."

Ayousang's voice was gentle and peaceful: "The Wu Clan has a forbidden technique, using the women of the clan who were born in the yin and yin of the double star orbit as living locks, which can bind the two souls, and then share their lifespan equally and share their cultivation base."

The Ghost King's eyes widened slightly following her voice.

Ayousang finally turned his head and glanced at him: "It just so happens that I am the only woman in the clan who was born in the cloudy day when the two stars crossed."

The beautiful ghost king's eyes are bright, but he is crying in his heart. He can probably guess what Ayousang is going to say, but he doesn't look like...

"I'm willing to make this lock. Would Mr. Xiyi want to share your life with the High Priest?"

The woman's cold and sharp voice sounded.

Ghost King: "..."

To be honest, I don't really want to.

But Ayou Sang dared to ask such a question, which meant that she was sure that Xi Yi would agree.

The witch master browsed all the books in the clan, so of course he would not be unaware of this method, but he kept it hidden and didn't say anything, obviously because he wanted to keep Ayousang.

But Ayousang felt that there was nothing wrong with dying for the words of the high priest, but he had to hide it from the high priest until it was done—it happened that the high priest was seriously ill now, and as for another candidate, wasn't there a ready-made one?

For the sake of the witch master, he has done everything against the sky to change his fate. This is obviously a master who can risk his life for the high priest. Ayousang is not worried at all that the ghost king will not agree. In the eyes of this ghost king, his life is about half Not worth mentioning, not a hindrance at all.

As she expected, the ghost king who was lazily sitting on the ground with no taboos grinned a poisoned smile, and said softly and hoarsely, "Of course I am, willing."

The ghost king smiled, but the ghost king felt bitter.

Ayousang's ability to move is simply unbelievable, Xi Yi even tried to procrastinate, but who knows that this girl is quick and decisive, and as soon as she raises her hand, a dazzling array of herbs and various utensils to be used are placed on the ground, almost piled up into a small mountain .

The slender woman lowered her head and concentrated on drawing the formation on the ground. Wanjin's elixir was ground into pieces without blinking and thrown into the formation, and piles of spiritual stones filled the formation.

An incomparably complicated pattern slowly spread out on the ground. The finely divided Lingshi gold powder fell down like rain, and the concentration of the spirit energy in the formation was so high that it almost turned into liquid. A small drop of aura.

Divide lifespan equally, share cultivation base.

The squinting ghost king searched in his mind, and quickly found the book that recorded this forbidden technique.

Ayousang didn't lie to him, this technique did have such a great effect, but what she didn't say completely was that this technique was originally used by the ancient witch clan to form marriages, and it was changed and changed to become The sorcery that needs to pay homage to human life, it is true to share the life span, and it is true to share the cultivation base, but there is still half a sentence in the end-the marriage is completed, the two sides are sincere, and those who empathize with each other, the cultivation base of the body is completely reduced to nothing , The soul flew away and returned to heaven and earth.

... Ayousang can guarantee that Xiyi loves Tianheng wholeheartedly, but how can she guarantee that her high priest really treats the ghost king?

Of course Ayousang thought of this, and after finishing the formation, she took out a bamboo tube from her bosom, held it in her hand, looked at it for a while, and said softly: "This is a transformation Gu, it's a pair, After a while, you and the high priest will take it one by one, and then you can activate the formation."

Xi Yi took the bamboo tube and casually glanced inside, amazed in his heart.

What transformation life Gu, this is a pair of love Gu, the two who have taken the love Gu must be deeply in love in this life, and will never leave.

This girl, Ayousang, is amazing, she can think of a way to lay a spell on Tianheng to give birth to love.

is a talent.

You Gou flung himself into Xiyi's room, after thinking about it for a while, he probably knew that the ghost king was probably looking for the high priest again, and she didn't want Tu Zhao Tuying to trouble the high priest, but the dying fairy was still being held by the high priest. He was holding it, and this was the high priest's pot, and he couldn't unload it even if he wanted to. You Gou, who still had a conscience, was in a dilemma.

Tu Zhao saw her reluctance, and understood what she was hesitating after thinking for a while, took a deep breath and assured: "Tu Zhao's trip is only to save people, if Lord Xiyi or Lord Tianheng Xing has a way to save Master, everything before this..."

Tu Ying rushed to answer: "... I will never pursue it."

You Gou was a little upset by the two of them. Looking at Ming Xiao, it was the doctor's benevolence that prevailed. He gritted his teeth and said, "Follow me."