Shizun's persona completely collapsed

Knowing that now is not the time to make jokes, it would be annoying to say more jokes, so Ruan Xinglan accepted it when he saw it, and said seriously: "What I said just now is not all a joke. I observed it deliberately before, and those hands still Not completely decomposed, the bone knot is thicker, the ten fingers are long and slender, when grabbing Song Ning's waist, the thumbs of both hands are slightly upturned, what does this mean?"

After a pause, he raised his chin towards Lu Jianhuan: "Little Phoenix, tell me!"

Xiao Fenghuang frowned and said: "It means that this person used to use two hands to use magic tools in his life."

There are many kinds of magic instruments in the cultivation world, the most common ones are swords, guns, swords and halberds, and some people like to use musical instruments, such as flute, pipa, guzheng, Yuxiao, Lin Zhiyi has a flute, which was given to him by Mu Qianqiu. Usually not so much.Lu Jianhuan actually had a jade flute, not only did he not use it, but he didn't know where to throw it.Or some special things, such as ropes and white silk.

Since this ghost hand likes to use magic weapons with both hands, they are nothing more than magic weapons like double knives, double swords, and double hammers.

Ruan Xinglan nodded, feeling very pleased with Little Phoenix's IQ, and said: "But those hands are slender, and it can be seen that they didn't use heavy weapons in life, so I guess that it is possible for this person to use double swords in life. bigger."

Then he turned his head and asked Mu Qianqiu: "Master, you are old and well-informed, do you know any sect that is used to using double swords?"

Mu Qianqiu shook his head: "I don't know."

In fact, it's not Mu Qianqiu's fault. There are already many sects in the cultivation world, and the Hundred Families of Immortal Sect is just a collective term. If we really have to count them strictly, there are more than ten thousand families with names and surnames?Moreover, there are many scattered cultivators in it, and Mu Qianqiu can't remember it for a while, which is understandable.

Instead, Song Ning showed hesitation and said tentatively, "I know someone who used to use double swords, but he hasn't used them for many years."

Ruan Xinglan keenly grasped the useful information, pricked up his ears and asked, "Who?"

"Why should I tell you?" Song Ning kept silent.

Ruan Xinglan used every means to deal with this kind of person, and said with a sly smile: "If you don't say yes, then you have to think clearly, if one of us hits you, the other one will applaud beside you. Don't you know At any rate, toast is not to eat and fine wine!"

"Xinglan." Mu Qianqiu called out to him, "Don't be presumptuous."

"Oh."

Mu Qianqiu turned his head and said to Song Ning again: "I hit you, but it's like trampling an ant to death. It is related to the life of my beloved disciple, and the reputation of the entire Tianyan Sword Sect. You can't help but say it!"

Ruan Xinglan was stunned for a moment, thinking, Oh my god, it turns out that the master can threaten people, and he still looks serious.

Xiao Fenghuang's focus was different from his. He subconsciously clenched his fists when he heard the word "love disciple".

In this way, Song Ning had no choice but to confess: "It's my brother who is the head of the sect. He has used double swords before, but since our Qixing Pavilion has always been indifferent to the world, the brother who is the head of the sect seldom fights with others, so the cultivation world is against you." Didn't know about it. It's just..."

Ruan Xinglan asked, "Just what?"

"It's just that I don't know when it started. The brother in charge seems to be a different person. Even if he fights with others, he never uses the two swords again."

"Did you change the magic weapon?" Little Phoenix started to talk.

Song Ning shook his head: "That's not true, it's just that I don't use any magic tools anymore."

At this point, Ruan Xinglan subconsciously glanced at Mu Qianqiu, just as the master was also looking at him, the two of them didn't say anything, they understood something from each other's eyes.

The ghost hand became restless again, and kept pointing to the east. Ruan Xinglan and the other three searched eastward together, and then dug out the arm without a hand under the guidance of the ghost hand.

As soon as the arm broke through the ground, it rushed towards Song Ning's body. If the little phoenix hadn't blocked it with his sword, he would have thrown himself into Song Ning's arms.

Waiting for Ruan Xinglan to put the arm into the Qiankun bag, Song Ning was still in shock, rubbing his chest and muttering to himself: "Why, I'm so flustered, why did you attack me again and not you?"

Ruan Xinglan said casually, "Why are you panicking? Don't do bad things during the day, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night."

Little Fenghuang said: "I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet."

Under the guidance of the ghost hand, several people seemed to be picking up trash.He picked up a human bone in the east, a human bone in the west, picked up a pile of miscellaneous things, and stuffed them all into the Qiankun bag.

When the ghost hands finally subsided, Ruan Xinglan was almost exhausted to death.

It just so happened that the fog was very thick at this time, a few people found a cave, Fenghuang was very discerning, and dragged Song Yaoguang to pick up firewood, originally Song Yaoguang refused to go, but little Fenghuang kicked over and cursed: " If you don’t pick it up, you still expect my master to pick it up? You’re so beautiful! Go away!”

Ruan Xinglan and Mu Qianqiu sat in the cave to rest for a while.

But Ruan Xinglan is a restless person.Turning his head, he saw that Mu Qianqiu's forehead and hair were wet with mist, and his thick and dark eyelashes were covered with a thin layer of water droplets. He said that the pear blossoms were raining, so pitiful.

Although he had never seen Master cry, just seeing Mu Qianqiu's appearance made Ruan Xinglan's heart feel like it was about to fly.

A sick beauty is a sick beauty, the more abused the more glamorous she is, Mu Qianqiu doesn't need to go to great lengths to dress up, and doesn't need to make a show of herself, just stand there quietly, as if the aura of heaven and earth is all in one brain Fly on him.

At this moment, Ruan Xinglan felt that he was no different from those ordinary people outside, and raised his eyes to admire the demeanor of the immortal.

But I also feel that I am different from those little beasts.They can only watch from a distance, not play close up.But he is different, you can see it from afar.

Wei Wei was obsessed with watching, and her nose bleeds out of disappointment.

Mu Qianqiu turned his head to glance at the silly apprentice, and said lightly: "Xinglan, wipe."

Ruan Xinglan suddenly woke up from a dream, and hurriedly wiped his mouth. After wiping a few times, he realized that it was nosebleed. Then he hurriedly wiped the nosebleed again, making it look like a tabby cat.

"Forget it, don't move." Mu Qianqiu sighed softly, took out a plain white handkerchief from his sleeve, raised his hand to wipe it for him, "Why is your nose bleeding? What are you thinking?"

Ruan Xinglan stared at Master stupidly, and liked it no matter how he saw it, when he heard this, he smiled: "Master, Xinglan has been thinking about Master."

Mu Qianqiu's hands froze slightly, her thin pale pink lips were slightly pursed, and they were pulled upwards in a way that could not be found, and soon disappeared.The tone was sparse and normal: "Xinglan, you're being presumptuous again."

"Master, I'm telling the truth." Ruan Xinglan grabbed Mu Qianqiu's hand, his obsidian-like clean and bright eyes flickered, "Master, when will this disciple be able to..."

"want to?"

Asked by a strange coincidence, Mu Qianqiu committed a sin in his heart, and he was too sinful to be a teacher.

Then the unfilial disciple replied: "I want...I want to."

As soon as these two sentences were said, the whole cave instantly heated up.

Sitting on a rock feels hot ass.

Ruan Xinglan's eyes were clean and bright, but she had a sneaky look on her face. She timidly looked at Mu Qianqiu's snow-white collar, and then at the delicate collarbone covered by the collar. Her gaze was bold and presumptuous. But it happened to come from a bright young man.

Mu Qianqiu clenched her fists secretly, feeling that as a teacher, how could she seduce apprentices everywhere, she was really disrespectful.

He took a deep breath, trying to force that greed out of his mind completely.

As a result, Ruan Xinglan took the initiative to come over, his nose wrinkled like a puppy, smelling his body, and said: "Master, Xinglan also wants to have the same smell as Master."

The string in his mind was suddenly pulled, and Mu Qianqiu's face turned pale, realizing that he might do that kind of thing to his apprentice again, his expression panicked for a moment, he quickly turned his head, and said coldly: "Xinglan, you Don't get so close to this seat."

In fact, Ruan Xinglan liked to hear Mu Qianqiu calling himself "this seat" before, because it sounded more like a master.

But later, I prefer Mu Qianqiu to call himself "teacher", because Mu Qianqiu is always the most gentle at this time.

Ruan Xinglan felt that his skills were not good enough, so he almost took off his clothes to seduce him. In the end, the master was cold and indifferent, as if he was really a person carved out of ice and snow, and his mood did not change at all.

He couldn't help showing a sad look on his face.

Mu Qianqiu's heart softened, and she couldn't help but said: "When this matter is over, come to Yaoguang Palace at night."

Ruan Xinglan: "!!!"

Master, is this going to recommend yourself as a pillow?

Whoa, my gosh!

The nosebleed that had just stopped was about to burst again.

Fortunately, Xiao Fenghuang and Song Yaoguang came back, and each of them carried a pile of firewood, and then lit a pile of fire.

The next project is to put the bones that were picked up before, like putting together a puzzle, and put them back together completely.

Several people worked together, and even Mu Qianqiu participated.

Ruan Xinglan counted, and except for the skull that was not found, there were a total of [-] yuan.

That is, if the shattered remains were indeed from the same individual.Then, this person is divided into more than one hundred and eight pieces.

This idea floated in the minds of the four people present, and Ruan Xinglan's hands were shaking as he fought the corpse.

When playing jigsaw puzzles during life, at most it was a building block or something.

Where is it like now, just put together people.

Soon, a corpse was pieced together.Except for the absence of the head, the rest of the parts are basically complete.

Why do you say "basically", it must be that some things are missing.

Ruan Xinglan didn't know whether "this thing" didn't exist in the first place, or was cut off later, anyway, it just didn't exist.

But with or without that thing, it was true that the deceased was a grown man.

The body was divided into [-] pieces, it didn't rot, it looked quite complete, Ruan Xinglan stretched out his hand and poked the dead man's eight-pack abs, feeling that now even a dead man is stronger than himself.

Song Ning stared blankly at the corpse, feeling familiar, but not sure.

Just as everyone was going to search for the head of the corpse, the body parts that had been split apart on the ground suddenly started to move, pieced together, and stood up unsteadily...

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