[Ancient Sword] Chu Gong Qionghua

Silently left, Feng Qingxue insisted on not leaving, and used Youdu secret technique to suppress the evil spirit.

"Su Su Su Su Su Su!" Feng Qingxue said a series of Su characters in one breath, puffing up her cheeks angrily, but still kept forming seals, consuming her spiritual power.

Hongyu blocked Baili Tusu's way, and shouted: "Your spiritual power is insufficient, it is useless to continue like this!"

Feng Qingxue called "Sister Hongyu", but couldn't refute, and finally retreated.

Baili Tusu, who was controlled by the evil spirit, smelled Ouyang Shaogong's breath, and his love and hatred soared, entangled in his chest, and he only instinctively wanted to follow, his eyes were like evil spirits, staring at the obstacles in front of him.

He snarled, and when he was about to strike again, he was surrounded by countless sword lights, and Lingyue set up a three-talented sword array to trap him for the time being.

"Baili Tusu! I was ordered by the master to take you back, and you are still not awake!" Ling Yue hung his sword in front of him, with his hands pointing like swords, crossed in front of his chest, pushed forward, and struck out a spell from the sword , sealed between Baili Tusu's eyebrows.

That's the technique Ziyin used on the sword, it can temporarily block people's consciousness, even if the evil spirit controls the mind, it can't be messed up.

Baili Tusu held Fen Ji tightly and passed out, Ling Yue stepped forward and took him into his arms.

No.70 Second round

The tea on the table is cold.

Ouyang Shaogong sat in front of the case, calmly looking at Lei Yan who was standing at the bottom.

The sun shone through the window and cut through Lei Yan's body. His back was tall and heavy, as if painted with gold.

Ouyang Shaogong changed the attire of the Qingyu altar. The short pleated skirt was as light blue as smoke, and the single set was only worn around the waist, with long tassels hanging in front of his body. The orchid wide-sleeved long gown was covered with an orchid color as thick as ink, embroidered with silver silk. The pattern is complicated and heavy, the long hair is loose, solemn and graceful.

He was originally a gentle and elegant person, like orchids and bamboos, but when he was pressed by such gorgeous and heavy clothes, even his temperament changed a bit, as if he had taken on an unbearable burden, calm and introverted, but he was strenuous, worried and gloomy. It is Elder Dan Zhi from Qingyu Altar.

Ouyang Shaogong's face was slightly pale, his brows were not locked, his eyes were still gentle, but full of tiredness and depression.

"Why do you have this expression every time you see me?" Lei Yan turned to look at Ouyang Shaogong, and said angrily, "Now Baili Tusu and Fen Ji are in your hands, and I have found all the medicines according to your prescription. Alchemy for me."

Ouyang Shaogong looked at the cold tea, pressed his finger on the rim of the cup, and said in a tired voice, "Only with a complete jade balance can the soul be used to refine the elixir. As for Baili Tusu, if he is not willing to give the sword spirit Before me, I couldn’t even count.”

Lei Yan snorted coldly, like a thunderbolt, Weng Qi said: "That's your business, I destroyed Wumeng Linggu for you eight years ago, let Fen Ji come into the world, I can't control the rest."

"Elder Wu Su why did you say that? Shao Gong only told the elder where Fen Ji is, but he didn't say anything superfluous." Ouyang Shao Gong's tone was lazy, he paused, and his eyes sharpened suddenly.

He stood up, brushed his wide sleeves, seemed to be full of anger, and had to suppress his voice: "If you hadn't acted rashly, how could there be today's Baili Tusu? He shouldn't exist. He didn't exist in the past, and he won't exist in the future." , but now dangling in front of me, really upset!"

Sunlight flowed on Youlan's clothes, Ouyang Shaogong turned his lower body sideways, his skirt sleeves swayed, his long hair swayed slightly, and one eye was hidden in the shadow of his bangs. The other eye is so gentle that it seems to be smiling.

Such a pair of beautiful eyes have become strange and terrifying, like the glowing scales of a poisonous snake, twisted so that one's whole body is chilled.

He walked away with a flick of his sleeves, sweeping down the teacup on the table, the good tea was still flowing, falling drop by drop from the table, splashing water patterns.

After the battle in Yaoteng Cave, no one went to Ganquan Village anymore, and no one thought of Luo Yunping anymore.

Feng Qingxue took Yin Qianshang back to Youdu, and Lingyue took Baili Tusu to Tianyong City, where only Wuyin, Xiangling, Fang Lansheng, and Hongyu were left.

After all, Hongyu was the oldest, with the highest cultivation level, and without Ouyang Shaogong, she became the backbone of several people at once, so she proposed to go to Jiangdu first before making any plans.

There was a heavy rain on the way, and if the schedule slowed down, it would be delayed for a long time. Fang Lansheng's irritable temper was also watered down, but the worries in his heart accumulated deeper.

When they arrived at Jiangdu, they went straight to Huamanlou, but they didn't see the two girls who greeted the guests when they entered the door. They didn't see the girls who came and went. .

Xiangling hid behind Hongyu, turned her eyes to look for the source of the voice, and whispered: "Brother Shaogong must not know, so this Jinniang is so fierce."

Hearing Jinniang's words clearly, Hongyu murmured unknowingly: "So many people sincerely care for him, what exactly are you asking for..."

"Huh?" Fang Lansheng heard her words, "Who do you think is sincere?"

Hongyu immediately shut up.

Jinniang was still cursing, and she was cursing people from Tianyong City.

Baili Tusu woke up halfway and learned that Ouyang Shaogong's life and death were uncertain, and would rather fight with his classmates than leave. He begged Ling Yue to let him rescue Ouyang Shaogong first, and then return to Tianyong City to plead guilty, repaying the love of life and death , Ren Shizun disposes of.

Ling Yue had no choice but to send the other disciples back first to report the situation to the head teacher and the master. He and Baili Tusu returned to Jiangdu to ask Jinniang about the whereabouts of Ouyang Shaogong, and then searched for a way to rescue him.

When Jinniang learned that Ouyang Shaogong had an accident, she couldn't bear to vent her anger, first she scolded, there were no dirty words in her words, but there was nothing nice to hear.

The small building was quickly quiet again, Hongyu and the others had been standing downstairs, after about half a moment, there was a creaking sound, and someone opened the door.

Baili Tusu's cold face was a little tired. He stood upstairs with one hand supporting the railing. He didn't lower his head, but just looked down.

Fang Lansheng looked up, saw him smile first, and immediately shouted: "Wooden face!"

As the clouds opened to see the sun, he immediately became cheerful, raised his eyebrows, and squinted at Baili Tusu: "Even if you still have a conscience, it is not in vain that Shaogong was so gentle and considerate to you, and promised to resurrect your mother."

Baili Tusu ignored him, looked around the small building, and finally landed on several people, Ling Yue came out and stood beside him.

"The last thing you want is to wait." Ling Yue followed his gaze and said softly.

Baili Tusu frowned: "When you have no choice, you can only wait. Master once said, if waiting is the only thing you can do, wait with all your heart."

Ling Yue still wanted to ask about Ouyang Shaogong again, but Fang Lansheng below couldn't wait: "Hey! What did Niang Jin say?"

"Wait." Ling Yue said, "Jin Niang asked us to wait here."

Looking at Lingyue's face, Fang Lansheng looked carefully, only to realize that he was a Taoist priest who went to the Vine Demon Cave to save people. He was dressed in purple and white, and wore a high crown.

Fang Lansheng's tone was also more polite: "Who are you?"

Hongyu said: "He is the chief disciple of Tianyong City, Lingyue."

"Oh..." Fang Lansheng was not interested in asking any more questions, so he turned around and grabbed Xiangling, "Are you thirsty, are you hungry? I'll take you to dinner, and then I'll buy something and come back and wait for Shaogong."

Xiangling's eyes brightened: "Okay, okay."

Half a month later, Ouyang Shaogong really came back.

He was wearing a neat white dress, his hair was tied behind him, and he was holding the piano in his arms. The white clothes made his face pale.

The soft and bright eyes are still charming, and they look safe and sound.

It was night, and Huamanlou was as lively as usual.

No one noticed Ouyang Shaogong's return, only Huashang, who was drinking alone in the courtyard, watched him walk out of the small building with his head slightly lowered, holding the piano in his arms, and the warm colors of the lights reflected in the white clothes quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Hua Chang froze, the wine glass that was handed to her lips was gently put down, and the moonlight rippled in circles in the wine glass.

"Master Ouyang." Hua Chang seemed to have just woken up, got up and took a few steps forward, but stopped again, and opened his lips, as if he didn't know what to say.

The night wind was blowing her loose skirt, showing her frail body, loneliness and frailty. She was always in the flower house, but she was lonely like a prodigal son.

Ouyang Shaogong chuckled softly, softly and comfortingly: "You and Qianshang are really a match made in heaven."

Hua Chang's hand was held in front of him, tighter: "He followed you."

Ouyang Shaogong was silent for a while, and said apologetically, "What's the result of waiting for him, I'm afraid he won't come back."

With a few clear calls, Hai Dongqing hovered over the small courtyard, flapped its wings, and slowly landed on the tree.

Hua Chang went back and sat down, drank that glass of wine, and refilled it, her waiting was no different from before, she could only wait.

The qin was placed on the stone table, the cat in the qin bag was arched, still sleeping peacefully, Ouyang Shaogong sat down, he looked up, the moonlight fell on his face, it was already pale.

Hua Chang was startled, and hurriedly wanted to ask him, the pale skin seemed to be glowing red, blooming like pink peach blossoms, gradually thickening into blood.

Black blood dripped from his lips, but his face was still calm and gentle.

No one can sleep peacefully that night.

Ouyang Shaogong was lying on the couch, and it was Ling Yue who was checking his pulse by the side of the couch. He sent fresh air into his meridians, but he was immediately swallowed by the domineering demon power. Ouyang Shaogong could never be a demon. This demon power is the root of everything .

Baili Tusu stared at the person on the couch, feeling extremely worried, but he couldn't help, so he shook hands and guessed, "Could it be that he was attacked by a monster?"

"Being attacked will only cause injury, not demonic power." Ling Yue shook his head, frowned again, looked at the human being on the couch, and said, "He was injected with very overbearing demonic blood."

Xiangling opened her mouth wide, let out a long "Oh", and suddenly realized: "Brother Shaogong drank the blood of the demon, but what would happen?"

Fang Lansheng's eyes followed the speaker all the time, anxious to know the result, clutching the belt in his hands, twisting it tighter and tighter, just like his heart.

Ling Yue looked solemn, glanced at Xiangling, got up and said to Hongyu: "It was shot directly into the body,