[Thunderbolt] Your sister

"What does the letter say?"

Leaving from the vortex of ice and snow, everyone had their own important matters and acted separately.On the way, the black-haired swordsman flipped through a flying book without saying a word; Leng Wushuang followed behind him, seeing the thoughtful look in his eyes, he guessed there must be something secret.

"Immortal City, the four-energy phalanx is broken, and Dazai returns."

"Oh. Which big man is this Dazai imitating?" Leng Wushuang complained that Bu Laocheng loves cosplay so much, and it is a pity that the three-member team with rich imitation experience did not join.

"Hell doll master," the black-haired swordsman added playfully, "this deity."

Leng Wushuang opened his eyes wide, and tilted his neck: "Wait a minute. When the bloodthirsty clans ravaged the world in the past, didn't humanoid masters and onmyojis become bloodthirsty together?"

"It's interesting." The black-haired swordsman obviously had his own ideas, but he didn't comment on them: "The four-energy phalanx is broken."

"Have any clues about Indigo Feather Wind Lotus?"

"Well...you can't go back to the old city."

"What is my mission this time?"

"Observed."

"What about the target?"

"Suspicious person."

Leng Wushuang couldn't help complaining: "Hey, with all due respect, there are too many suspicious people in the old city, which one do you want me to focus on?"

——If Bu Laocheng Dazai is the deity of the hell phantom master, then according to the characteristics and style of the puppet master, he will surrender to the chubby, chubby, auspicious face and the appearance of Prince Hatha. So from this point of view, the Conscientious Dragon is also an unpredictable figure that cannot be measured by the sea.

The black-haired swordsman looked at her indifferently: "Judge with your heart. Contact me anytime."

Leng Wushuang understood what he meant, so she could only nod her head: "Okay, if there is any abnormality, I will inform you in time."

"Please."

……

When they returned to the old city, all the soldiers were cleaning up the mess left by the war, cleaning up the battlefield, and repairing the institutions and buildings.

Leng Wushuang walked through it, and from time to time met all kinds of celebrities pretending to be in the world, and inexplicably had the illusion of traveling to the COS area of ​​Hangzhou Comic Exhibition.Looking up at the majestic buildings around him, he became more and more suspicious of the naughty dragon's evil taste - isn't it the so-called otaku's dream to build a gorgeous COS city...

Entering the main city, she turned around and went straight to Xue Duanji's hiding place.

At present, almost everyone in Bulaocheng has a vest. It is not easy for her to find the most suspicious target by herself.

But it's different when there is a magic stick.

After the calculation of the blood-cutting machine, the target points to the extreme yin, which is mainly in the west.

Although it is not as accurate as his previous calculation, Leng Wushuang has a rough idea in his mind.

Extremely cloudy and west, in terms of the current situation of the old city, it can refer to the direction, and it can also refer to the woman.

An important place, or a noble woman?

Leng Wushuang rolled his eyes, went to report to Xianshou, briefly explained what had happened in the vortex of ice and snow before, and then left, and went to the back garden alone.

The outer city is full of chilling atmosphere, and the front hall is also immersed in the tense state of wartime. Only the back garden of the inner city, where the city lord's daughter lives, is isolated from the chaos of the outside world, full of flowers and willows.

Across the pavilion and flowers and trees, Linglong was talking with Jiuzhang Fuzang, but the personal maids retreated far away.

Leng Wushuang frowned slightly, restrained her breath and walked closer, hiding her figure behind the lush bushes, listening intently.

"...Miss's kindness is well known to everyone, and I naturally don't like to see her being neglected or misunderstood."

A blush suddenly appeared on Shi Linglong's face, and she unnaturally shifted her gaze to the koi in the pond, took out something from her sleeve, and said shyly, "I...I embroidered two handkerchiefs. This one, can you Do you accept it?"

"Miss's gift, am I lucky enough to receive it?" Jiuzhang Fuzang accepted the delicate embroidered handkerchief, smiling slightly.

Shi Linglong hurriedly added: "This is just a thank you gift."

Leng Wushuang's entire face was contorted, and finally twisted out a word of embarrassment: Hey, brother Fenglian, is it okay for your little fiancee to be so flirtatious with an outsider?

A girl who has not left the cabinet takes an embroidered handkerchief made by herself as a thank you gift?It sounds like a taste of wanting to hide it.

And what's the matter with Mr. Jiuzhang being so unavoidable to a girl who has been engaged to a marriage?

I was thinking about whether Indigo Feather Wind Lotus should be renamed Biyu Fenglian. On the other hand, Shi Linglong and Jiuzhang Fuzang had already chatted. From the heart to the recent war, Jiuzhang expressed his envy for Fenglian to be reused by the city lord, and said with emotion: "Maybe the city lord trusts his future son-in-law more."

Shi Linglong felt embarrassed: "This...I..."

"Miss, don't feel guilty, I am very clear about my identity and status."

"That was not what I meant!"

"Sorry, I made a slip of the tongue."

"Identity and status are nothing. I... I was originally an orphan. If my father-in-law hadn't adopted me and taught me, I would have been just a country girl. How could I be called a young lady?"

Shi Linglong told her life experience in one breath, Jiuzhang Fuzang hurriedly comforted: "Even so, Miss is also the most beautiful village girl."

Leng Wushuang narrowed his eyes, staring at Jiuzhang Terzang suspiciously.

This way of speaking and acting is very similar to picking up girls, what's the matter?

The pure-hearted Linglong didn't notice it, and said angrily, "You! You changed the subject again."

"Oh, okay. In fact, Fenglian's ability is obvious to all, and it took a small hit to my confidence."

"Then... I can help you."

"Yeah, no. The city lord does not let the lady participate in the battle for the safety of the lady. How can I put the lady in danger for my own selfishness?"

"But Fenglian often goes out to fight, and I am also very worried."

"Then let's do it," Jiuzhang Fuzang said with a smile, "if there is an expedition or war in the future, I will discuss it with the young lady privately, and maybe we will discuss a careful plan."

"It's a good idea."

"I don't have a complete understanding of the terrain of the old city, can I ask the lady to give me some pointers?"

"of course can."

Sensing Jiuzhang's vigilant gaze, Leng Wushuang backed away slowly, but her mind was never idle, the more she thought about it, the more suspicious Jiuzhang Fuzang was.

The current foreign aid in the old city, Indigo Feather Wind Lotus is Su Zhenzhen's trumpet. It is for the peace of the martial arts, and the head of the six strings is for the peace of the martial arts. The medicine man whose fuselage was the Palace of Eternal Life escaped, wanted to seek revenge from the Palace of Longevity.

Only this nine-chapter terma...

What is the picture?

Let's say he is a living Lei Feng, and he will look frustrated if he can't be reused; let's say he is a gentleman, on the premise of knowing that Linglong is Fenglian's fiancée, he doesn't know how to avoid suspicion.

According to her intuition based on her many years of living experience in the Pit of Sin, such behavior can hardly be called kind.

Zhi Linglong has a noble status, knows a lot of information about the old city, and has a simple heart. Although she admires Indigo Feather Fenglian in her heart, she has been alone in her empty boudoir recently... It seems necessary to remind Fenglian of fire prevention, anti-theft and anti-baby face?

Although that person's attitude towards this marriage contract is very subtle and entangled.

Unknowingly, he had turned around twice in the corridor while pondering, with brilliant blue petals flying in front of his eyes, Leng Wushuang raised his head, and said expressionlessly: "I am not old, Dazai, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Hehehehe..." The humanoid master's unique laughter came oncoming, the mask covered his true face, and he gently fiddled with the bouquet of roses in his hand: "Young Xuanzong disciple, can be extraordinary."

"Dazai's prize. Compared with Dazai, the younger generation is no more than the light of fireflies. How dare you compete with the bright moon?"

Hearing the other party's intention of probing, Leng Wushuang didn't want to show any flaws, and took the lead in the conversation like a cannonball: "Your presumptuousness, I still have some small questions that I want to ask Dazai."

"Oh...what's the matter?"

"Since the bloodthirsty humanoid master was fake back then, then the bloodthirsty onmyoji is also not real?"

"Hehehe...what do you think?" Seeing the humanoid master laughing wildly (wrongly), Leng Wushuang pretended to be embarrassed: "I made Dazai laugh. The junior has no hobbies, and the only problem is gossip. Dare to ask Dazai every time?" When you see the grand master's face, will you miss the past when you fell in love with the onmyoji?"

"Curiosity will kill the cat...hehehehe..." The human shape artist probably didn't want to continue talking nonsense with her, so he turned around in a circle, and the blue flowers rained down, and he left gracefully.

Leng Wushuang pouted.

She hasn't asked the onmyoji if she was spoiled by your golden house, have you been tuned|taught by the onmyoji to become a serious office worker now... This human shape artist is indeed different from the one she has heard about, with a mature And steady air, not gossip at all, not interesting at all.

Not long after, the old city lord hurriedly called everyone to a meeting, and she reckoned that there should be another big move.

Sure enough, Feng Lian showed everyone an unusually detailed topographic map of the blood spider poisonous forest, claiming that it was surveyed and mapped by Xue Duanji without any external influence.

Deployed according to the topographical map, the soldiers of the old city are divided into three routes to attack. The first route is the longest and has more poisons. It is swept by Fenglian and Jiuzhang Fuzang; The second half of the third road is a valley, and the interior must be dangerous, so let the Dazai Humanoid Master go deep.

As for Leng Wushuang, he was arranged to stay in the old city and assist Xianshou to ensure the safety of the city.

After the deployment was completed, Feng Lian took out another confidential letter and handed it to the Taifu Taishi, asking them to watch it before entering.

"The three-way march is to distract the enemy's attention. The main target is the strange insect in the valley behind. This insect is the key to the third place of Leiyang."

"Insect?" Leng Wushuang's eyebrow peak twitched slightly: "What do you mean, if you want to break the Third Land of Laiyang, you need to kill this insect?"

"Exactly."

Leng Wushuang fell silent for an instant.

If she went to invite Lin Wushuang to kill the insects, I don't know if she would get a blank stare... Think about Mingyue's attack, Lin Wushuang committed suicide on the spot if she didn't kill the insects with three moves... Really... too disqualified.

"Miss Leng, what doubts do you have about this?"

"No, I just feel sick. I don't know how big the insects connected to the earth's atmosphere are. Mr. Fenglian, do you really not consider using insecticides?"

Feng Lian shook her hairy fan and said with a smile: "Yeah, that's a good idea. If there is such a powerful insecticide, Miss Leng must recommend it as soon as possible."

"I can."

At the same time as everyone in the old city was discussing, the ancestor priest of the Palace of Longevity held the Xun Lingzhu in his hand, and with the help of the spell buried in the mind of the Taifu Taishi, he heard the other party's arrangements clearly.

"Hehehe...your every move cannot escape my control! Hmm..."

"Ancestor priest..."

"What's the matter?"

"The illusionist came to see me."

"Oh? Please come in."

"Ancestral priest, don't come here without any harm." Facing the aging face of the ancestor priest, the illusionist was rarely serious.

"Why did you come here at this time?"

"Heh..." Covering his red lips with his sleeves, the illusionist smiled charmingly: "The Demon Realm and the Palace of Longevity have signed a contract, but there has been no news from your side. On behalf of the Venerable Demon, I am here to care about the current situation of the Palace of Longevity. I heard that your palace has lost troops and generals recently, if the strength is not enough, there is still generous support from the Demon Realm."

"Emperor Yi promised the matter of the Demon Realm, but he has not forgotten it. My palace has been investigating secretly. As for the battle between the two cities, don't bother."

"Oh, I'm relieved when the ancestor priest said so. But..." The illusionist suddenly smiled and said, "The people in the Palace of Eternal Life are all old-looking. I didn't expect to have such a handsome stump. It really surprised me."

"Huh...?!" The ancestor priest's eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

"Don't be angry, it's not suitable for you to be angry physically and mentally at your age." The illusionist's smile remained unchanged: "I just remind the ancestor priest that the demon world also has channels and means to understand the old city. It is under the control of the Demon Lord. Your palace does not need to doubt the sincerity of the Demon Realm. When the troops are outstretched, I believe that the queen will not hesitate to help."

"Hmph." Although the ancestor priest was furious, he was even more fearful in his heart. He wondered if the demon world knew the true identity of Jiuzhang termang. If it was revealed, the consequences would be disastrous.After thinking about it, he said: "Since the demon world wants to show its sincerity, why not let me first observe the magical ability of the illusionist."

"What can I do...Okay," the illusionist winked as if thinking of something: "Then let me and Zhao Muzun perform together?"

"Ok?"

"Who made the talent in your hall wither?" The illusionist flattened his mouth aggrievedly: "Otherwise, is there any more pleasing person in the Hall of Eternal Life than Zhao Muzun?"

The ancestor priest didn't answer, but only gave her a gloomy look, and waved his wand to call the guards: "Call everyone to come and discuss the strategy for facing the battle."

In the precipitous valley, Ji Slaughter was waiting impatiently.

"Immortal City Dazai? Hmph, it's best to be in the eyes of the uncle!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha……"

The blue light opened, the flowers rained, and the hell doll master reappeared.

"Oh, master!"

The madman will be a mad teacher, the wicked will meet the evil, and the madman will become the second form, and his cruel eyes will be locked on the hell humanoid master!

……

In the second passage of the Blood Spider Venom Forest, Wu Seng and the Illusionist came to the pre-set ambush one after another.

The illusionist waved his water sleeves in disgust to drive away the poisonous insects around, and the breath of resentment forced Wu Seng not to speak.

"Hmph, I was actually asked to cooperate with a monk who doesn't understand customs. Devil, I miss you so much..." Mei|yin murmured to and fro, as if Xi Mie Tianlai was not a "monk who didn't understand customs".

Wu Seng naturally did not comment on this, and said bluntly: "According to the arrangement, I am waiting here for the arrival of the Grand Master of the Old City."

"understood."

"They won't come." The old voice suddenly sounded, and it was the Blood Breaker who appeared and struck!

Wu Seng blocked the attack, Tili chased after him, turned his head and told the illusionist hurriedly: "You stay here, I will go after him!"

"Hmm... How could it be that the Blood Breaker appeared here? Could it be...wrong!"

Lin Feng was bleak and cold, and the melodious and mournful sound of the huqin played, and a long-lost figure came to the illusionist in the strange red moonlight of the blood spider poisonous forest.

"The Feather is not a dog, Feng Qianxue!"

"Illusionist, long time no see."

"Why are you here?!"

"Same as you, help with errands!"

……

Indigo Feather Wind Lotus and Jiuzhang Fuzang entered the poisonous forest carefully all the way, sensing the murderous aura ahead, they stopped at the same time.

Feng Lian said with a condensed expression: "It's time for a duel."

"Hahahaha!" Asked the natural enemy proudly: "Nine Chapters Fu Zang, Tianguan Shuanglian will send you to hell today!"

Jiuzhang Fuzang smiled brightly, without fear: "Oh, if you can't tell the winner, let's decide life and death."

Feng Lian looked at Zhao Muzun coldly: "Zhao Muzun, your crimes will end with me."

"Hmph, relying on your strength alone, it's a fool's dream!"

As soon as the words fell, a cold mist suddenly came, and the wind of alternating flames and fire, unexpectedly, two lotuses of water and fire appeared at the same time!

"Well, it's you...!"

The three-way army, the three-way confrontation, the red moonlight, the cold breath, the battle of the two cities, and the dispute again!

At the end of the fierce battle, Feng Qianxue and Yuren Feixie withdrew to the second route alone, and did not join the army of the old city.

If you want to know the final situation of the battle, you can ask Xianshou later. Right now, it's better not to get both brothers and sisters fully involved in this mess.

"Where have you been lately?"

I haven't seen him for a while, although Yuren learned that the little sister is safe from the lonely gap, he is still worried after all.

"My job is to help people run errands." Feng Qianxue took Yuren's hand to check the wound, and planned to explain it in a casual manner.

"why?"

"Receive someone's kindness, and you should repay it." Feng Qianxue looked at her elder brother and sighed: "Now is not the time, I will tell you later."

"Um……"

"This time there is a senior protecting me, don't worry." Thinking of something, a cunning flashed in his eyes, he moved to Yuren's side and pretended to change the subject seriously: "I heard that you got very close to a girl recently?"

"is a friend."

"Yue Xiaofeng has no father or mother, and his grandfather passed away. He is really lonely."

Yuren glanced at her speechlessly: "You know it very well."

Feng Qianxue spread her hands helplessly: "I can't stand the old Buxiu's vigorous propaganda."

With the acquiescence of her eldest brother, she succeeded in changing the topic, Feng Qianxue reckoned that time would not be able to turn around, so she bid farewell to Yuren.

From the back of the Tianhuang Mountain Road, he quietly sneaked back to the city of immortality and entered the water stone cave. The leader of the six strings was still guarding the spring of immortality. Hearing the sound, he slightly raised his eyelids: "How is the situation?"

"I'm fine. During this attack, I met the Illusionist and the Enlightened Monk on the same journey."

"Oh? It seems that the demon world has already begun to get involved in the battle between the two cities."

"Jia Zifang was lost in the Palace of Eternal Life, and its main combat power was damaged. Recently, its key points have gradually been exposed. Maybe the Demon Realm is aiming at this point and intends to infiltrate slowly."

"Um……"

"About the intentions of the Demon Realm, does Xianshou have any clues?"

"Not yet. To avoid suspicion, go to the inner city to inquire about the battle situation."

"Yes."

In the main hall of the inner city, Conscientious Dragon was listening to Feng Lian's explanation. Leng Wushuang stepped into the hall door and said, "Looking at the expressions of all of you, this surprise attack must have yielded a lot of rewards."

"Although the Land of Laiyang has not been broken, this surprise attack also caused heavy losses to the Palace of Longevity."

Jiuzhang Fuzang wondered: "There are Moyuan Water Lotus and Yehuo Honglian coming to help at the same time. Although it is not surprising, I am still curious. How did Brother Fenglian contact them?"

"It's a tacit understanding. I didn't contact the two of them specifically, but they just knew that I needed help."

Feng Lian spoke easily, but Leng Wushuang silently looked away.The Variety Lotus Show is very predictable by common sense, even if it is true, the person involved will not admit it, so she should talk about the business.

"Mr. Fenglian, who is the enemy you and Mr. Jiuzhang met?"

"Zhao Muzun and ask the natural enemy."

"Oh? I don't know what the result will be?"

"Zhao Muzun was puzzled to escape and was seriously injured. Priest Zu led an army to help. Brother Jiuzhang and I looked for opportunities to retreat."

Leng Wushuang's eyes trembled when he heard the words: "... Will Zhao Muzun die?"

"Yeah, it depends on whether the Palace of Eternal Life really has the ability to return to heaven."

"Um……"

Seeing that Leng Wushuang was deep in thought, after all, it was related to Xuanzong's internal affairs, and everyone didn't want to talk about it, so Jiuzhang Fuzang continued to ask: "This time the surprise attackers are Yuren Feixi and Feng Qianxue. How can they invite their brothers and sisters? Didn't you ask them for help earlier?"

"I don't dare to take credit for this. They rely on Xianshou's contacts, and I don't have enough weight. As for not asking them for help before, it's because I haven't found the whereabouts of their brothers and sisters."

After that, everyone talked about the next battle and decided to rest for a while.

Leng Wushuang had no intention of staying longer, and after resigning from the city lord, he went to Shuishi Cave to report the news to Xianshou.

"You're restless."

Xianshou saw her emotional change at a glance, but didn't point it out, and mentioned it lightly.

"...Xian Shou, I have something to go."

"Go ahead. Take care of yourself."

Shuangqiao's question is too sensitive|sensitive. Although she has reached a silent and tacit understanding, Leng Wushuang knows Xuanzong's bottom line well - she herself has a bottom line.

If Zhao Muzun really died at the hands of outsiders, there was nothing she could do.

Pale and dazzling light came on, and Zhao Muzun, who was badly injured, was lying on the operating table, surrounded by several drug users.

Because of Jia Zifang's bizarre death last time, Guizhensou and others fell into a psychological shadow, and dared not touch the medicine man lightly. They had to observe clearly before taking the required organs.

Guizhensou looked at Zhao Muzun's miserable state, tsk-tsk and shook his head: "Although the remaining three qi in the body have been eliminated, all the viscera and six internal organs have been shaken. It's miserable, it's really miserable."

The subordinates have brought what they need one after another: "Officer, everything is ready."

"Well, let's get started."

After all, the knife, heart, lung...

Zhao Muzun felt as if he had left his soul.

His whole body was cold and he couldn't move, but the words he heard were extremely clear, and his body's senses were also extremely sensitive.

Although he couldn't open his eyes, he clearly felt that someone was taking something away from him and sewing something in again.

This feeling is really bad.

"Give him the source of immortality." Guizhensou's eyes flashed a little green light, which was too late to notice, and then turned into a medical madman's enthusiasm: "The blood is smooth, and the pulse is stable. Hehehe... I’m back from the gate of hell. Hmm... last time Jia Zifang had an accident, this time we can’t make any more trouble.”

After the subordinates cleaned up the scene, they left one after another. The green light in Guizhensou's eyes reappeared, and he twisted his beard and said suddenly: "Jia Zifang's arm, Wuseng's skull, Kuangen's tendons, Zhaomuzun's Daoist blood, and Wen's natural enemy It's a pity that Jia Zifang died, not even his body, so don't ruin the plan of the Palace of Longevity."

Zhao Muzun's consciousness was extremely clear, and he felt that his body was beginning to recover due to the effect of the origin of immortality. He desperately wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't do anything.

And Guizhensou's murmurs to himself did not miss a single word in his ears.

The plan of the Palace of Eternal Life... what is that?

What does the Palace of Eternal Life want his blood for?

The sense of ominousness aroused renewed suspicion and could not be appeased.

Until the ancestor priest woke him up and brought him in front of everyone, to show his allies the magic of the Immortality Art of the Hall of Longevity, he closed his eyes slightly, absent-mindedly echoing the ancestor priest, his eyes dim and thoughtful.

Priest Zu probably couldn't have imagined that Zhao Muzun would maintain a clear consciousness during the whole process of replacing the internal organs, let alone the unexplainable soliloquy of Ghost Needle Sou.

"Come here in a hurry, not for small talk."

Huanyu Qizang took the time to face the hurried visitors.

"Mr. Military Advisor can now be called one of the giants of martial arts gossip. If you want to know gossip, you should be able to gain something."

"If you are asking about the situation of my Zhao Muzun..." Huanyu Qizang sniffed the tea in the cup lightly: "He has received treatment from the Palace of Longevity, and his life is no longer in danger."

"..." Feng Qianxue silently sat across from him, no longer knowing what words to use to describe Youyan Zhengfu's pervasiveness.

"It's understandable that you are worried about Yin Qiujun, but for Zhao Muzun..."

"I just don't want him to die like this."

Even though she suspects that Zhao Muzun and Yin Qiujun are inseparable from the robbing of Haotian Ding in the past, Feng Qianxue is not happy to see the two of them have a disastrous end.

She couldn't say anything about Xuanzong's past, but she thought that those two people on Qinggeng Lengfeng might not have had some expectations.At least... she hoped that the four wonders of Xuanzong would have a chance to meet again in the future.

"As far as you are concerned, it is a rare innocence."

"Mr. Military Advisor is sitting here safe and sound today, isn't it the result of Master Lin's innocence?"

It had been a while since Huangfu Xiaochan retired, and it was the first time Feng Qianxue mentioned the Lord of the Remnant Forest in front of others.

Huanyu Qizang was slightly startled, and said lightly, "Ha." Then he raised his feather fan and slightly covered his face: "There is one more thing, I might as well let you know."

"how?"

"What the Palace of Eternal Life asks for is Zhao Muzun's Daoist blood."

"Huh?" Feng Qianxue raised her eyebrows puzzled, "Why?"

"Why don't you ask Liu Piaoxu and Yin Qiujun for an answer to this question?"

Feng Qianxue thought for a while, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she looked at Huanyu Qizang thoughtfully: "Mr. Military Advisor, why are you interested in the bridge owner?"

"Now that I am busy with miscellaneous tasks, why do you want to look far away? Yin Qiujun's wisdom is well known in the world."

"Whether you want to look far away is another matter, but Mr. Military Advisor, this is an excuse? Although I don't understand why you are so concerned about the March catastrophe, but now that the devil world is gradually surfacing, is it really appropriate for you to distract yourself from 'errands'?"

"That also requires you to obtain key information so that my speculation can be confirmed."

"almost."

"Then I will wait for your news."

"Please."

Responding to Jiudang's request for help, as soon as night fell, Feng Lian and Xue Duanji acted secretly, trying to explore the depths of the blood spider poisonous forest, and thoroughly find out the detailed location and terrain of the Third Land of Leiyang.

Darkness covers many unknowns.

Leng Wushuang was wearing a traceless celestial robe, carefully chasing the almost imperceptible fragrance in the air, entering the dark secret passage all the way to the deepest part of the city of immortality.

In front of the Xuanji door, Su Zhenzhen's cloud coffin trembled slightly. The dragon's aura continued to dissipate from his body, and was absorbed by the strong gravitational force.

The rain of blue flowers falls lightly, and the funny mask glows with a faint light.

"Hehehe...!"

Accompanied by frivolous laughter with unknown meaning, the humanoid master approached the mysterious door step by step, and sent the blue rose in his hand to the door.

Water-like ripples appeared on the door, and the humanoid master's hand easily passed through the space.

"Are you still there? Are you waiting for me?"

The humanoid master murmured, as if greeting his lover, and Leng Wushuang, who was following behind, felt chills all over his body.

There was no fluctuation behind the door, the humanoid master pondered for a moment, and countless blue beams of light snaked out from the palm of his hand, wrapping around the thick stone door.

"Answer me...you answer me!"

Sensing the presence of another person, Leng Wushuang didn't dare to move lightly, she could only wait for the goosebumps on her body to subside by itself, and silently said in her heart, "Do you know the onmyoji who looks like an abandoned woman from the palace?"

The blue light source flickered for a few moments, but to no avail.

The humanoid master took a few steps back and looked deeply at the mysterious door: "It's okay, you wait for me, I have found a way, and soon... soon, you and I will meet. Hehehe...wait for me ~~~"

Leaving behind a slightly rippling sentence, the figure of the humanoid master dissipated in the rain of blue flowers.

Leng Wushuang took the opportunity to back away quickly, and caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in front of her.

With a heartbeat, he silently followed the figure.

Turning around the corridors and pavilions, the warm yellow lights coming out of the windows carry a hint of warmth.

Jiuzhang Fuzang looked around and was sure he was all right, so Shi Shiran stepped forward and knocked on the door that had not turned off the lights.

"who is it?"

"Nine chapters terma came to disturb Miss."

The door opened gently.

"Please come in."

"I'm bothering Miss Yaxing again."

"It's just a random drawing."

Through the door of the boudoir that has not been fully closed, Leng Wushuang glimpsed Shi Linglong holding the paintbrush in his hand, frowning slightly, as if he was worried about how to write, then Jiuzhang Fuzang leaned forward while talking, and held the brush Delicate and slender hands, sketching on rice paper.

It's really a picture of talented men and beautiful women, a match made in heaven, and an indescribably beautiful scene.

But Leng Wushuang has no interest in appreciating it.

In the end it was a guilty conscience, Jiuzhang Fuzang seemed to be aware of it, his peach eyes suddenly raised, and he quickly glanced outside the door.

Leng Wushuang was alert and retreated.

It seems that I need to find some time to talk about life with Indigo Feather Fenglian...

Yin Qiujun could barely swallow the tea that was almost spurted out of his mouth, and after a while he said slowly: "What did you say?"

"...The Underworld League." Frightened, Feng Qianxue stepped forward to pat him on the back, fearing that the old man would cough and burst his wounds.

Yin Qiujun shook his feather fan with disgust on his face: "Whose name is this kind of scumbag?"

"Is it important whose handwriting is there? Anyway, there are not many people in the Palace of Eternal Life to read."

"You seem to have something to say."

Feng Qianxue was slandering and thinking about who had a fierce fight with Sha Luoman and almost joined the Palace of Eternal Life, when Yin Qiujun gave her a sudden look.

"I already know everything. I'm talking about the bridge master. What is the effect of Taoist blood?"

"After hundreds of thousands of years of tempering, the body functions of ascetics will undergo considerable changes, and so will the blood. Because of the purity of Taoist blood, it can keep the body functions in a state of yin and yang balance for a long time, and the effect will be increased when practicing martial arts. "

"Hmm..." Feng Qianxue fell into deep thought upon hearing this.

The Hall of Eternal Life is concerned with Zhao Muzun's blood, Kuangxi's tendons, Wuseng's skull, and the brain of the natural enemy. What is the idea?

Tonic for Yi Huang Yi Can Tian?

That bad old man has such a strong mouth?

While she was thinking, Yin Qiujun also pondered for a long time, and suddenly said: "As for the mystery door you mentioned... After careful consideration before and after the contact, I seem to have a clue about the goal of the demon world."

……

In Shen Xinggu, Huanyu Qizang put down Feng Qianxue Qianli Flying Book, his eyes flashed.

"Sure enough."

"Owner?"

"What the Devil Realm wants is—"

……

"Dragon Qi."