Duan Fangxiao took one of the eggs, put it in the storage ring and spun down.
The toes had just landed on the ground, and before they stood still, their white wrists were grasped by warm hands. Duan Fangxiao caught a glimpse of a large group of rocs and monks running wildly behind him, and was pulled by Lu Peichen to run to the other side.
The white tiger behind him was stunned for a moment, seeing Pengniao's big angry eyes, and immediately spread his legs and followed behind.
The rocs thought that there were only this group of monks being chased around, but they didn't expect to see the two of them again. They also realized that there was one egg missing in the bird's nest. They were furious, and the birdsong rang through the woods.
He immediately left this group of monks, flapped his wings, turned around and chased after Lu Peichen.
Angry birds chirped continuously behind him, and while running, Lu Peichen summoned the spirit sword in one hand to become several times larger, and went up together with Duan Fangxiao and Baihu.
Driven by spiritual power, the spirit sword shot straight into the sky at an extremely fast speed.
Although Pengniao is a bird monster, its appearance looks like an ostrich, and it is not good at flying, but they are extremely persistent, and they have a lot of cultivation, so their speed is almost the same as that of the spirit sword.
The Pengniao behind him was chasing closely, Lu Peichen frowned, and asked Baihu, "Is there a place to take shelter nearby?"
The white tiger was lying on the end of the spirit sword, tightly closing its tiger eyes and not daring to open it, it gave a weak "ow": I don't know, I am not familiar with this area.
Lu Peichen glanced at its tiger eyes that had been closed since it took the flying sword, and urged the spirit sword to move towards the dense forest last night.
He remembered that there was a pool of water in that area, which might be able to hide from the birds.
As soon as he turned in a direction, he noticed that his master took out a spirit sword and walked towards the end of the flying sword.
Lu Peichen stopped him: "Fellow Daoist Duan?"
Duan Fangxiao has never been so embarrassed, his brows were furrowed tightly, his white robe was rattling because of the flying sword's speeding: "It's just a group of roc birds in the Nascent Soul stage, I'll kill them with one sword."
Lu Peichen understood instantly, and he reminded with a suppressed smile: "Fellow Daoist Duan, there are four roc birds and seven golden cores in the Nascent Soul Stage. One is that Jin Danyi has just entered the Nascent Soul."
He almost said it.
Duan Fangxiao's lips were tightly pursed, he clenched the long sword in his hand, and then let go in an instant.
Lu Peichen could see a bit of remorse from his master's always indifferent face, anticipating that Duan Fangxiao must have sealed his cultivation realm before entering the secret realm, he couldn't help but smile.
Duan Fangxiao looked at him, he put a smile into his eyes, the corners of his lips were straight, and his expression was light.
The white tiger at the end of the spirit sword suddenly let out a howl, Duan Fangxiao looked back, and saw that the pure white smooth fur was burned bald.
The roc birds behind opened their beaks and sprayed out bright red fire balls, attacking Feijian tirelessly.
Without turning his head, Lu Peichen threw a piece of talisman paper backwards from the inside of Yuhuan, put a protective cover on Feijian, and ordered Feijian to move forward quickly.
The talisman went straight to the roc birds, and just as the roc birds avoided the talisman paper, the talisman paper ignited spontaneously, and several lightning bolts shot out from it, hitting several of the roc birds, and slowed down their speed a lot.
The grayish-brown feathers were split into a large piece of scorched black, and the leading giant roc gave a long cry in anger. The coercion of the Nascent Soul Middle Stage was completely released, and the body was like an arrow that left the string, and the speed suddenly accelerated, hitting hard. The flying sword smashed the shield.
Frightened by the loud noise and coercion behind him, the white tiger opened its eyes, roared and rushed forward, Duan Fangxiao glanced at it lightly.
That look contained part of the coercion of the late Mahayana period, the white tiger's roar was cut off in an instant, the tiger's head was buried in its claws, and it shivered and shrank into a ball on the flying sword.
At this moment, the Pengniao behind him caught up again and hit it hard, with the full force of the Nascent Soul Stage, knocking out two cracks in the spirit sword, causing the spirit energy of the spirit sword to scatter wildly from the cracks, and the spirit sword gradually shrunk , Lu Peichen made a decisive decision: "Jump!"
The white tiger didn't dare to jump, so Lu Peichen directly picked up its nape, pasted a piece of talisman paper on it, and threw it from the flying sword under the white tiger's unbelievable eyes.
"Aw!" The scream resounded through the sky.
Lu Peichen didn't even move his brows. He looked at Duan Fangxiao and pasted him a protective talisman. Before he could speak, Duan Fangxiao said lightly, "You jump first."
He nodded slightly, and jumped off the flying sword.
At the last moment when the flying sword collapsed, Duan Fangxiao summoned the natal spirit sword from the sea of consciousness, pinched a spell with his fingertips, and the sword was wrapped in lightning, making a slight sound of lightning and thunder, and the power contained in it made Peng who was about to attack The bird couldn't help shaking, its eyes were frightened, and it flapped its wings and ran back.
The flying sword shattered with a "Zheng", Duan Fangxiao raised the sword, and slashed in the air.
All eleven roc birds were hit.
Duan Fangxiao originally wanted to pick up the little apprentice with Yujian, but after thinking about it for a moment, she gave up on this possible act of revealing her identity, and let herself fall in the direction where Lu Peichen jumped.
That's all, it's not bad to experience being experienced with the little apprentice once in a while.
At the last moment of landing on the ground, the body suddenly lightened, and landed slowly and softly on a grassy hillside, the talisman paper on his body spontaneously ignited and disappeared.
Before Duan Fangxiao got up to look for the little apprentice, his wrist was suddenly pulled. Duan Fangxiao wanted to pull his hand away, but when he realized who the owner of that hand was, he paused.
In the next second, his whole body and the person pulling him rolled down the hillside, rolled several times, and fell into a deep pit.
Underneath is a familiar breath.
Duan Fangxiao lay on the little apprentice's body, with her face pressed against her warm neck, and her voice was confused: "Friend Lu?"
Lu Peichen gave a soft "hush".
Duan Fangxiao stopped talking, her phoenix eyes were full of doubts.
Why did the little apprentice pull him down the hillside?It seems to be avoiding something?
Duan Fangxiao suddenly realized that Lu Peichen was hiding from the roc, so she raised her head from her apprentice's neck, her phoenix eyes slightly bent, and said: "When the rocs saw us whereabouts, they rushed back to protect another egg, no need..."
Before he finished speaking, his lips softened.
It turned out that it was Lu Peichen who gently pressed his index finger against his lips. Seeing him looking at him, Lu Peichen let go of his hand and sent a voice transmission: "Fellow Daoist Duan, this matter is a bit embarrassing. Listen carefully on the hillside."
Duan Fangxiao listened attentively, the sound of the jacket belt on the hillside being moved was very small, mixed with the ambiguous tone of "hmmm" and rough, heavy breathing.
The next moment, Lu Peichen realized that the person on his body was imposing, and his whole body was exuding a cold air, and he scolded in a low voice: "It's not proper!"
He suddenly looked at the little apprentice under him, with a serious expression: "You will not allow this in the future!"
With a smile in Lu Peichen's eyes, he responded.
Duan Fangxiao is still educating him quietly: "You are still young, close your hearing, don't listen too much."
Lu Peichen muffled a laugh: "Okay."
Duan Fangxiao was barely satisfied, and suddenly realized one thing, he seemed, as if, he had never taught his young apprentice such a romantic thing?
The little apprentice has almost never been out of the Green Bamboo Peak, and there is absolutely no such book on the Green Bamboo Peak, so how did he know?
Duan Fangxiao frowned, stared at Lu Peichen closely, and asked, "Do you know what they are doing?"
Lu Peichen heard it, and pretended to close his hearing, blinking his eyes with a clear expression of doubt.
Duan Fangxiao's ears turned red, and she stopped talking.
This dense forest is extremely quiet, apart from the movement on the hillside, there is not even the sound of insects.
Duan Fangxiao lay on the little apprentice's chest, overlapping his breathing, and was so close that he could almost count the number of thick long eyelashes hanging down by the little apprentice, and he could see a small shadow cast on his eyes when the eyelash feathers fluttered slightly. Deep brows and eyes like those of an outsider, a tall nose bridge and ruddy thin lips.
The movement on the hillside was blown by the wind, and the grass was blown by the warm wind, making a very light rustling sound, which mixed with the heartbeat and breathing of the two people down the hillside.
"Plop plop."
Whose heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
The touching skin conveys the warm touch of each other.
The four eyes met, and the line of sight was like two thin silk threads intertwined into a knot.
The young man with a delicate face pressed down on the handsome young man with his eyebrows and eyes, his lips almost touched his lips, and the warm breath blended together.
Duan Fangxiao was extremely uncomfortable, he propped his hands on the ground, and wanted to quietly turn over to the side, and looked up, the deep pit was extremely narrow, except for the overlapping posture at this time, there was no room for another person.
He pursed his lips, feeling agitated for some reason, put his hands on his sides, raised his upper body, and tried to keep some distance from the little apprentice.
He originally thought that the two of them would be more comfortable this way, but he didn't expect that the upper body was separated, and the lower body was more tightly attached.
Duan Fangxiao moved her legs awkwardly.
Lu Peichen snorted a little, with helplessness hidden between his brows, he said softly: "Friend Daoist Duan, it's still the same as before."
Duan Fangxiao looked a little ashamed and angry, and leaned back on his apprentice's chest, his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Sorry."
Lu Peichen saw his reddened ears, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes were soft.
The one-meter-deep pothole blocked part of the bright light, casting a light shadow on half of their faces.
After a long while, the two people on the hillside came to an end. After the sound of "swishling", there was the sound of the two people's footsteps gradually moving away.
Duan Fangxiao immediately stood up with one hand on the ground, and was about to go out from the pit. During the period, the person under him seemed to say something softly, but he didn't hear it clearly, only vaguely heard what seemed to be two words.
"What?" Duan Fangxiao asked.
Lu Peichen shook his head, and performed a cleansing technique on the mud-stained Taoist robes of the two, and said, "Go and find the white tiger, it should be not far away."
Duan Fangxiao nodded, and jumped out of the pit. Before Lu Peichen got out, the ground under his feet suddenly began to tremble. The soil in the pit was suddenly swallowed by something, and a dark round hole appeared, swallowing Lu Peichen who happened to be standing there. .
Duan Fangxiao's pupils suddenly shrank, and he jumped into them without hesitation.
Inside was a long corridor, Lu Peichen slid down and saw someone coming down from above, he took out a dagger cut like mud from the jade ring and stabbed it into the wall.
The slide stopped, Lu Peichen didn't wait for a few seconds, a white shadow fell down, he quickly put his arms around the person, and asked, "Why did it come down?"
Duan Fangxiao didn't speak, glanced at the apprentice's hand around his waist, looked down, the corridor was pitch black and could not see the end, he casually took out a spirit stone from the storage ring and threw it down, it took a while before he heard an echo.
He touched the wall again, and after exploring it, he said: "It is said that this secret realm of the Jianxiao Sect was originally created by a certain great master who crossed the catastrophe with his whole life's cultivation before his death, and there is his inheritance in it. , it should be here."
Lu Peichen nodded, curled his lips and asked, "The opportunity is rare, why not go down and have a look?"
"nature."
Lu Peichen let go of the dagger that was about to break, and the two of them fell down quickly.
I don't know how long it took to fall before falling to the bottom.
Duan Fangxiao looked down at the powerful arm around her waist, her ears turned a little red, and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lu, I can walk on my own."
Lu Peichen bent his lips into a smile and let go of his arms.
作者有话要说:感谢在2020-05-0923:59:24~2020-05-1023:59:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Misty Rain when returning home;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
The toes had just landed on the ground, and before they stood still, their white wrists were grasped by warm hands. Duan Fangxiao caught a glimpse of a large group of rocs and monks running wildly behind him, and was pulled by Lu Peichen to run to the other side.
The white tiger behind him was stunned for a moment, seeing Pengniao's big angry eyes, and immediately spread his legs and followed behind.
The rocs thought that there were only this group of monks being chased around, but they didn't expect to see the two of them again. They also realized that there was one egg missing in the bird's nest. They were furious, and the birdsong rang through the woods.
He immediately left this group of monks, flapped his wings, turned around and chased after Lu Peichen.
Angry birds chirped continuously behind him, and while running, Lu Peichen summoned the spirit sword in one hand to become several times larger, and went up together with Duan Fangxiao and Baihu.
Driven by spiritual power, the spirit sword shot straight into the sky at an extremely fast speed.
Although Pengniao is a bird monster, its appearance looks like an ostrich, and it is not good at flying, but they are extremely persistent, and they have a lot of cultivation, so their speed is almost the same as that of the spirit sword.
The Pengniao behind him was chasing closely, Lu Peichen frowned, and asked Baihu, "Is there a place to take shelter nearby?"
The white tiger was lying on the end of the spirit sword, tightly closing its tiger eyes and not daring to open it, it gave a weak "ow": I don't know, I am not familiar with this area.
Lu Peichen glanced at its tiger eyes that had been closed since it took the flying sword, and urged the spirit sword to move towards the dense forest last night.
He remembered that there was a pool of water in that area, which might be able to hide from the birds.
As soon as he turned in a direction, he noticed that his master took out a spirit sword and walked towards the end of the flying sword.
Lu Peichen stopped him: "Fellow Daoist Duan?"
Duan Fangxiao has never been so embarrassed, his brows were furrowed tightly, his white robe was rattling because of the flying sword's speeding: "It's just a group of roc birds in the Nascent Soul stage, I'll kill them with one sword."
Lu Peichen understood instantly, and he reminded with a suppressed smile: "Fellow Daoist Duan, there are four roc birds and seven golden cores in the Nascent Soul Stage. One is that Jin Danyi has just entered the Nascent Soul."
He almost said it.
Duan Fangxiao's lips were tightly pursed, he clenched the long sword in his hand, and then let go in an instant.
Lu Peichen could see a bit of remorse from his master's always indifferent face, anticipating that Duan Fangxiao must have sealed his cultivation realm before entering the secret realm, he couldn't help but smile.
Duan Fangxiao looked at him, he put a smile into his eyes, the corners of his lips were straight, and his expression was light.
The white tiger at the end of the spirit sword suddenly let out a howl, Duan Fangxiao looked back, and saw that the pure white smooth fur was burned bald.
The roc birds behind opened their beaks and sprayed out bright red fire balls, attacking Feijian tirelessly.
Without turning his head, Lu Peichen threw a piece of talisman paper backwards from the inside of Yuhuan, put a protective cover on Feijian, and ordered Feijian to move forward quickly.
The talisman went straight to the roc birds, and just as the roc birds avoided the talisman paper, the talisman paper ignited spontaneously, and several lightning bolts shot out from it, hitting several of the roc birds, and slowed down their speed a lot.
The grayish-brown feathers were split into a large piece of scorched black, and the leading giant roc gave a long cry in anger. The coercion of the Nascent Soul Middle Stage was completely released, and the body was like an arrow that left the string, and the speed suddenly accelerated, hitting hard. The flying sword smashed the shield.
Frightened by the loud noise and coercion behind him, the white tiger opened its eyes, roared and rushed forward, Duan Fangxiao glanced at it lightly.
That look contained part of the coercion of the late Mahayana period, the white tiger's roar was cut off in an instant, the tiger's head was buried in its claws, and it shivered and shrank into a ball on the flying sword.
At this moment, the Pengniao behind him caught up again and hit it hard, with the full force of the Nascent Soul Stage, knocking out two cracks in the spirit sword, causing the spirit energy of the spirit sword to scatter wildly from the cracks, and the spirit sword gradually shrunk , Lu Peichen made a decisive decision: "Jump!"
The white tiger didn't dare to jump, so Lu Peichen directly picked up its nape, pasted a piece of talisman paper on it, and threw it from the flying sword under the white tiger's unbelievable eyes.
"Aw!" The scream resounded through the sky.
Lu Peichen didn't even move his brows. He looked at Duan Fangxiao and pasted him a protective talisman. Before he could speak, Duan Fangxiao said lightly, "You jump first."
He nodded slightly, and jumped off the flying sword.
At the last moment when the flying sword collapsed, Duan Fangxiao summoned the natal spirit sword from the sea of consciousness, pinched a spell with his fingertips, and the sword was wrapped in lightning, making a slight sound of lightning and thunder, and the power contained in it made Peng who was about to attack The bird couldn't help shaking, its eyes were frightened, and it flapped its wings and ran back.
The flying sword shattered with a "Zheng", Duan Fangxiao raised the sword, and slashed in the air.
All eleven roc birds were hit.
Duan Fangxiao originally wanted to pick up the little apprentice with Yujian, but after thinking about it for a moment, she gave up on this possible act of revealing her identity, and let herself fall in the direction where Lu Peichen jumped.
That's all, it's not bad to experience being experienced with the little apprentice once in a while.
At the last moment of landing on the ground, the body suddenly lightened, and landed slowly and softly on a grassy hillside, the talisman paper on his body spontaneously ignited and disappeared.
Before Duan Fangxiao got up to look for the little apprentice, his wrist was suddenly pulled. Duan Fangxiao wanted to pull his hand away, but when he realized who the owner of that hand was, he paused.
In the next second, his whole body and the person pulling him rolled down the hillside, rolled several times, and fell into a deep pit.
Underneath is a familiar breath.
Duan Fangxiao lay on the little apprentice's body, with her face pressed against her warm neck, and her voice was confused: "Friend Lu?"
Lu Peichen gave a soft "hush".
Duan Fangxiao stopped talking, her phoenix eyes were full of doubts.
Why did the little apprentice pull him down the hillside?It seems to be avoiding something?
Duan Fangxiao suddenly realized that Lu Peichen was hiding from the roc, so she raised her head from her apprentice's neck, her phoenix eyes slightly bent, and said: "When the rocs saw us whereabouts, they rushed back to protect another egg, no need..."
Before he finished speaking, his lips softened.
It turned out that it was Lu Peichen who gently pressed his index finger against his lips. Seeing him looking at him, Lu Peichen let go of his hand and sent a voice transmission: "Fellow Daoist Duan, this matter is a bit embarrassing. Listen carefully on the hillside."
Duan Fangxiao listened attentively, the sound of the jacket belt on the hillside being moved was very small, mixed with the ambiguous tone of "hmmm" and rough, heavy breathing.
The next moment, Lu Peichen realized that the person on his body was imposing, and his whole body was exuding a cold air, and he scolded in a low voice: "It's not proper!"
He suddenly looked at the little apprentice under him, with a serious expression: "You will not allow this in the future!"
With a smile in Lu Peichen's eyes, he responded.
Duan Fangxiao is still educating him quietly: "You are still young, close your hearing, don't listen too much."
Lu Peichen muffled a laugh: "Okay."
Duan Fangxiao was barely satisfied, and suddenly realized one thing, he seemed, as if, he had never taught his young apprentice such a romantic thing?
The little apprentice has almost never been out of the Green Bamboo Peak, and there is absolutely no such book on the Green Bamboo Peak, so how did he know?
Duan Fangxiao frowned, stared at Lu Peichen closely, and asked, "Do you know what they are doing?"
Lu Peichen heard it, and pretended to close his hearing, blinking his eyes with a clear expression of doubt.
Duan Fangxiao's ears turned red, and she stopped talking.
This dense forest is extremely quiet, apart from the movement on the hillside, there is not even the sound of insects.
Duan Fangxiao lay on the little apprentice's chest, overlapping his breathing, and was so close that he could almost count the number of thick long eyelashes hanging down by the little apprentice, and he could see a small shadow cast on his eyes when the eyelash feathers fluttered slightly. Deep brows and eyes like those of an outsider, a tall nose bridge and ruddy thin lips.
The movement on the hillside was blown by the wind, and the grass was blown by the warm wind, making a very light rustling sound, which mixed with the heartbeat and breathing of the two people down the hillside.
"Plop plop."
Whose heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
The touching skin conveys the warm touch of each other.
The four eyes met, and the line of sight was like two thin silk threads intertwined into a knot.
The young man with a delicate face pressed down on the handsome young man with his eyebrows and eyes, his lips almost touched his lips, and the warm breath blended together.
Duan Fangxiao was extremely uncomfortable, he propped his hands on the ground, and wanted to quietly turn over to the side, and looked up, the deep pit was extremely narrow, except for the overlapping posture at this time, there was no room for another person.
He pursed his lips, feeling agitated for some reason, put his hands on his sides, raised his upper body, and tried to keep some distance from the little apprentice.
He originally thought that the two of them would be more comfortable this way, but he didn't expect that the upper body was separated, and the lower body was more tightly attached.
Duan Fangxiao moved her legs awkwardly.
Lu Peichen snorted a little, with helplessness hidden between his brows, he said softly: "Friend Daoist Duan, it's still the same as before."
Duan Fangxiao looked a little ashamed and angry, and leaned back on his apprentice's chest, his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Sorry."
Lu Peichen saw his reddened ears, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes were soft.
The one-meter-deep pothole blocked part of the bright light, casting a light shadow on half of their faces.
After a long while, the two people on the hillside came to an end. After the sound of "swishling", there was the sound of the two people's footsteps gradually moving away.
Duan Fangxiao immediately stood up with one hand on the ground, and was about to go out from the pit. During the period, the person under him seemed to say something softly, but he didn't hear it clearly, only vaguely heard what seemed to be two words.
"What?" Duan Fangxiao asked.
Lu Peichen shook his head, and performed a cleansing technique on the mud-stained Taoist robes of the two, and said, "Go and find the white tiger, it should be not far away."
Duan Fangxiao nodded, and jumped out of the pit. Before Lu Peichen got out, the ground under his feet suddenly began to tremble. The soil in the pit was suddenly swallowed by something, and a dark round hole appeared, swallowing Lu Peichen who happened to be standing there. .
Duan Fangxiao's pupils suddenly shrank, and he jumped into them without hesitation.
Inside was a long corridor, Lu Peichen slid down and saw someone coming down from above, he took out a dagger cut like mud from the jade ring and stabbed it into the wall.
The slide stopped, Lu Peichen didn't wait for a few seconds, a white shadow fell down, he quickly put his arms around the person, and asked, "Why did it come down?"
Duan Fangxiao didn't speak, glanced at the apprentice's hand around his waist, looked down, the corridor was pitch black and could not see the end, he casually took out a spirit stone from the storage ring and threw it down, it took a while before he heard an echo.
He touched the wall again, and after exploring it, he said: "It is said that this secret realm of the Jianxiao Sect was originally created by a certain great master who crossed the catastrophe with his whole life's cultivation before his death, and there is his inheritance in it. , it should be here."
Lu Peichen nodded, curled his lips and asked, "The opportunity is rare, why not go down and have a look?"
"nature."
Lu Peichen let go of the dagger that was about to break, and the two of them fell down quickly.
I don't know how long it took to fall before falling to the bottom.
Duan Fangxiao looked down at the powerful arm around her waist, her ears turned a little red, and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lu, I can walk on my own."
Lu Peichen bent his lips into a smile and let go of his arms.
作者有话要说:感谢在2020-05-0923:59:24~2020-05-1023:59:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Misty Rain when returning home;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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