Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

In the next day, Lin Ziyu and Mo Zixuan started the mysterious monster collision mode, no, it should be said that they memorized the map of the secret realm, and the first disciple of Ling Xiaofeng, who has a golden core cultivation base and excellent perception, in order to train The two little qi refiners manually opened the door to the hell mode for the two of them.

"Did you see the swamp on the opposite side? There is a 500-year-old Biyou snake there. Within a stick of incense, use the sword technique I just taught you to get the three-leaf Biyou grass it guards."

"Okay, brother! No problem! Brother!"

Each time, the two left in high spirits and returned in panic.

"Ahhh! Senior brother, help! Senior brother, help! That snake is chasing us! Ahhh——"

Haw!

Lin Ziyu tripped over the vines under her feet and fell to the ground.

"Ah, Ziyu, are you alright!" Mo Zixuan who passed by him quickly stopped the car and ran back to save him.

咣 咣 咣!

The azure blue sword, light and sword shadow blocked the giant snake's suddenly stretching neck, and the first disciple of Ling Xiaofeng in white clothes came volleying in the air.

While the clothes were flying, the seven inches of the giant snake were neatly divided into two by the sword energy, and the blood spots instantly condensed into ice crystals one by one like hail, and fell to the ground crackling.

"Remember, even if the move is wrong or interrupted midway, the protective qi cannot be withdrawn. For those of you monks who do not have secret treasures to protect themselves, this is the last means to protect yourself."

Accompanied by the sudden collapse of the towering snake body, Song Yunyin's cold voice sounded from above their heads.

Mo Zixuan raised his head, and the pure white figure that was not stained by blood was reflected in his pupils. He was overwhelmed by the demeanor of that day's man for a while, and it took him a while to return to the divine way.

"Yes, brother, we understand!"

"Very good. Have you seen the cliff in front? There is a thousand-year-old phoenix flower whose flowers and leaves are blood-red. Go pick it."

Song Yunyin raised his head and pointed his sword not far away.

"...Okay Senior Brother, there is absolutely no problem this time Senior Brother! We are the best at Yu Jian! You are waiting for us on the edge of this cliff!"

Mo Zixuan picked up the sword in his hand with a determined face, dragged Lin Ziyu, who was out of state the whole time, followed Song Yunyin's pointing, to the cliff, and jumped off without hesitation.

After a cup of tea...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! This flower can move! Oh my mother! So many teeth! Senior brother! Help me ahhhh!"

The sound became smaller and smaller as the pitch rose, as if the place where the sound was made was rapidly moving away from him.

Song Yunyin, who was standing on the edge of the cliff holding his sword and adjusting his breath, twitched his brows, and jumped off the cliff.

Mo Zixuan was startled and his spirit was out of balance, and Mo Zixuan, who was falling against the wind in obedience to Mother Earth's call, said, "Senior Brother, Buzz Buzz Buzz --"

Lin Ziyu, who is also in free fall but has already flown out of her body, is like a balloon drifting with the wind: her eyes are blank and her color is lost.jpg.

Whoosh!

An afterimage fell from the sky, wrapped in a freezing cold air, and cut off the connection between a certain blood-red flower full of dense sharp teeth and its complicated vines in the blink of an eye.

"Brother, buzz, buzz, buzz!" Mo Zixuan slammed into something hard and cold, his spine felt a chill, and just as he groaned in pain, a huge calyx came oncoming. The sharp teeth cascading along the edge of each red petal just covered his entire head.

A young man with good looks.

……

Song Yunyin was the first to fall to the ground.

When he was still tens of feet away from the ground, he propped up his aura field calmly, controlled the airflow to slow down, and landed steadily.

Behind him, a spirit sword with faint blue light also arrived long after.

Song Yunyin turned around and looked at what Li Yuanjian caught from mid-air.

A pendant in the shape of a man with a demented look and a demented face hanging from the sword.

An unidentified object with a piranha flower on its head, facing up against the sword, died on the spot.

"..."

He raised his hand to take back the Li Yuan sword, and the two disciples in Tsing Yi, who had lost their support, fell to the ground like green peppers thrown into a pot by a kitchen knife.

After being hit like this, the thousand-year-old phoenix flower that had lost its vitality successfully fell off Mo Zixuan's head and rolled to Song Yunyin's feet.

He lowered his head, waved his sleeves and put the flower into the Qiankun bag that was temporarily kept for the two little Lianqi, and said.

"It's getting late, get ready to rest. There is a century-old carp king in this lake. It is full of aura and delicious meat. Eat it at night."

The two Tsing Yi disciples who were still pretending to be dead just jumped up, "Really!"

"Yes." Song Yunyin nodded.

"Wow, that's great! Brother Yunyin, you are so kind!"

Song Yunyin remained calm, turned to the side of the lake, and then turned his head to look at the disheveled two people with delicate eyes, "Do it yourself, and have enough food and clothing."

Ziyu & Zixuan: ...Brother, you are actually a demon cultivator!

After such a day full of ups and downs, in the middle of the night, two devastated little Qilians were lying around the bonfire in the cave that had just been tidied up, fell asleep as soon as they touched the straw behind their heads, and were still sound asleep chirp.

Song Yunyin originally thought about training the two of them and watching the night together, but seeing that they were standing and staggering like tumblers, he could only shake his head and gave up. He found a relatively hidden place in front of the cave with a wide view. on the treetop, jump up and hold the sword and close your eyes to rest your mind.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, crows and birds are contending, and the sound of insects is endless.

A dark cloud from the western sky gradually enveloped the bright moonlight, and the forest, which had been covered by dense vegetation so that only dim light remained, suddenly fell into darkness.

Mo Zixuan woke up suddenly in a panic.

He opened his eyes, and in front of him was Lin Ziyu who was sleeping on all fours with his mouth open.

"..."

Pushing away the people beside him with a look of disgust, Mo Zixuan stood up, looked around for a while, his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness.

The bonfire in front of the cave has already been extinguished. It is not that the firewood has been burned out, but that it was extinguished halfway. The firewood pile is still slightly hot, and it should have been extinguished not long ago.

strangeness.

Where's the brother?

Mo Zixuan walked out of the cave with a puzzled expression on his face.

……

Lin Ziyu was woken up by Mo Zixuan's crazy pushing.

"Ziyu! Ziyu! Wake up! Wake up! Something happened!"

"Ah - owe! What's the matter, Zixuan?"

"Yes yes yes yes..." Mo Zixuan pointed tremblingly at the entrance of the cave.

"What is it?"

"Master, master, master..."

"Teacher?" Lin Ziyu tilted her head, suddenly realized, "Oh, I see, you mean senior brother? What's wrong with him?"

"Corpse... corpse." Mo Zixuan swallowed.

"Corpse!" Lin Ziyu's eyes widened, "Brother passed away!"