The master of cultivating immortals protects me

A drop of hot wax dripped down the silver candlestick onto the cool blue-gray stone steps, and the swaying fire snake spit out letters on the rough stone wall, depicting the slender silhouettes of a man and a woman, the black shadows getting closer and closer. The longer it gets, the only sound in the unknown darkness leading to the ground is the sizzling sound of the tongue of fire licking the oiled cotton wick.

On a cool autumn night, the gloomy and humid tunnel is even more chilly.

Concubine Li gathered the stunning cloak around her shoulders. She glanced back from time to time, and the man walking behind her hardly made a sound. If it wasn't for the figure on the wall from the corner of her eye, she would have thought There was no one behind her at all.

"Mr. Feng's temperament is extraordinary, unlike us ants who live in the world. I am very curious why Mr. Feng wants to meet a little Baoling." Maybe it is that the road is too quiet and boring, or it may be that there are few opportunities to meet people like Feng. With a mysterious man like Huang, Concubine Li tried to talk to the man behind her while walking slowly down the steps.

"How can the body of a noble concubine be an ant?"

Concubine Li raised her red lips and smiled lightly. Ten years of intrigue in the palace had already washed away her innocence. She knew that this man who refused to reveal his full name would definitely not talk to her too much. She just wisely didn't ask further, but it doesn't mean that she will just bury her curiosity.

"Mister's younger brother is very dependent on him."

The man behind him didn't respond, and Concubine Li continued on: "At today's competition meeting, Mister made a move that shocked everyone. Could it be that Mister didn't notice the look in Young Master Feng's eyes? The emperor has never looked at the slave family with such loving and affectionate eyes.

"Father Longqing, who has both wealth and power, is a heavenly spirit. The most tempting thing for him is a treasure spirit who can help him improve his cultivation. Lord Longqing is bound to win the master's junior. Mr. Feng intends to make himself Is it possible that your younger brother and the prince will make a good pair? From the perspective of Yinu's family, the one Mr. Feng likes is probably... Mister."

Fluorescence flashed in watery eyes and she looked at the man beside her. Concubine Li was a little disappointed, this man was still calm and unshakable.

Concubine Li Gui secretly sighed that this man was elusive and at the same time she had a little more admiration.

"The imperial concubine really knows how to joke." Feng Huang said without any pain.

Knowing that Mr. Feng was not someone she could move with words, Concubine Li Gui stopped talking. After walking for a while, the two finally came to an iron gate. locked.

"I have the key, but there is a magic circle outside the door, and a woman from the slave family can't break the magic circle." Holding the candlestick and standing aside, Concubine Li had a smile in her eyes, and she promised to take Fenghuang to the place where the child was hiding, It's just that she can't get in this place.

The Xu family finally found a Baoling. Although the Baoling seemed a little different from the ordinary Baoling, as the only bargaining chip they had now, they had to guard it carefully.

The seemingly powerful magic circle is vulnerable in the eyes of Tianzun. After easily finding a loophole, he cracked it under the astonished eyes of Concubine Li Gui. As for the lock, it turned into countless tiny locks in Fenghuang's hands without Concubine Li Gui looking for the key. dust.

"Squeak-"

The iron door was slowly pushed open amidst the grinding sound of the stone slabs of the iron door, and a dark, dry and cold stone room did not seem like a place for a child to live in at all.

The rough walls are inlaid with a few barely bright night pearls. In the center of the rough stone room, there is a cold and hard blue-gray stone bed. On the stone bed is a small sarcophagus.

This place was very gloomy, Concubine Li stood at the door unwilling to take a step in, she turned her head and looked at the man next to her.

Feng Huang brushed Concubine Li's shoulders and walked straight in. Her footsteps landed on the cold bluestone board without a single sound. It seemed that only the woman's breathing was left in the too quiet room. She lightly clenched the iron door. At the edge, there was an imperceptible slight tremor in the voice, it had nothing to do with fear, it was just a little cold.

"They told me that the kid had been unconscious when he was found and we didn't kill him."

Fenghuang walked to the side of the sarcophagus, the sarcophagus was not covered, and everything inside could be seen from the side: a child with a blue complexion lay in the sarcophagus covered with soft light-colored silk cushions, about eight years old The lips with closed eyes were white, and if it wasn't for the snorting and weak breathing, it would look like a dead person.

Some memories flashed in Fenghuang's mind. The laughing family of three was attacked by a monster on the way back to her mother's house. The father of the child died under the claws of the monster in order to protect the mother and son. Cui Cui and the child were poisoned by demons, and Cui Cui's memory ended here.

Feng Huang didn't tell Xu Xiaofeng the truth he saw from Cui Cui's memory, he didn't tell Xu Xiaofeng that Cui Cui was dead, and Cui Cui's husband was also dead.

"Is he still alive?" Concubine Li tiptoed to look in, she could only see Feng Huang's broad and straight back, she didn't have any children of her own, and her voice was unconsciously brought out by the woman's nature. There is a bit of pity for children.

Xu Laosi did not hide from her about the child. Concubine Li Gui no longer used her sweet and greasy voice, and her tone was a little more intolerable: "His father was killed by a monster, and his mother was poisoned by a monster and has been poisoned for a long time." In a coma, the Xu family originally went to investigate the matter, but they didn't expect this child to be infected with the spirit of Baoling."

After that, the Xu family brought the child back. Unfortunately, no matter what methods they tried, they couldn't revive the child, and they couldn't understand why a child without any cultivation would have the spirit energy. The demon poison on this child was too fierce. , As a result, the Xu family placed the poor child in such a cold place.

"Does Longqing know about this?" Feng Huang quietly checked the unidentified child in the sarcophagus. The child's smell was a bit strange. Although it had the breath of Baoling, it didn't smell so good, and even felt a little bitter. .

"How dare Fourth Xu let Long Qing know." Concubine Li Gui snorted contemptuously.

"He's still alive, he won't be able to wake up until he's detoxified from the demon's poison." Eyelids twitched suddenly, Fenghuang frowned slightly, and Xu Xiaofeng left the magic circle he set up in the room of Songhe Tower.

"Then you can..." With a tight arm, a burst of force pulled Concubine Li out of the door of the room, and she only had time to hear "This matter is confidential."

When she came back to her senses, the figure of the man was gone. Concubine Li's eyes flashed with surprise. She stood outside the door of the stone room. The lock on the iron door and the magic circle outside the door seemed to have never been touched by anyone. keep it whole.

In the phantom where the real and the fake can't be distinguished, Fenghuang's black hair prostrated on the ground was scattered, his bright red lips flowed thick blood because of the damage, he looked straight at Xu Xiaofeng, his eyes were full of expectations, and he was silent Shouting loudly, calling for Xu Xiaofeng.

"Master! Master!"

Both eyes were red, Xu Xiaofeng rushed towards the shadowy figure in the night like crazy, he stretched out his hand to try to touch his injured master, just a little bit, just a little bit.

"Xiaofeng..."

The thin lips parted slightly, calling Xu Xiaofeng's name one after another, the trembling fragile voice overflowing from Feng Huang's throat shattered Xu Xiaofeng's rationality, the blood flowing in every vein under the skin seemed to be boiling The magma generally burned his body.

Who dares to hurt his master, who dares to touch his master!

There was a chaos in the head, as if there were thousands of troops galloping, the sound of shouting and killing, the blunt sound of swords colliding, the painful cry of the fire burning the earth, the sound of blood splashing away from the human body...

They mixed together and flooded Xu Xiaofeng's mind, a cold killing intent gathered in his chest, he saw the man imprisoning his master baring his white fangs at him, the sharp fangs pierced On his master's neck, bright red blood spilled all over the ground like falling petals.

"Do not--"

Finally touched it, Xu Xiaofeng stretched out his hands and hugged his master tightly, but while embracing him, his body stiffened, no, no breath of his master.

There was a moment of sobriety in my head, but it was still too late.

There was severe pain in the left chest, and the sharp black five claws cut through his clothes and skin, pierced into his flesh and blood brutally, broke his sternum and grabbed the ancient jade that should have been his heart.

"What's going on?" The monster that changed back to its original shape froze its cruel smile at the corner of its mouth, instead of crushing the fragile and soft heart it imagined, it touched a piece of cold and hard ancient jade.

Nourishes—

The slight sound meant that the piece of ancient jade that had been kept in Xu Xiaofeng's body for ten years had cracked, and the blood red in his eyes had not faded but was getting thicker and thicker, as strong as a fire that engulfed the sky and the earth.

Realizing that something was wrong, the monster widened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him. He only saw two colors, black and red, as black as the feathers of a crow, and as red as the thick blood of hell.

A dull pain shattered its vision. The monster looked down at its own chest, where there was a hole. It also saw its spirit pearl falling into the hands of the mortal in front of it.

In the piercing desperate cries of the monster, the Lingzhu was crushed into fine pieces in Xu Xiaofeng's hands.