Immortals come on the moon

The three of them didn't respond to the puppet master's words. It was impossible for them to take care of each other. They probably had to guard against each other.

The carriage wobbled for an unknown amount of time, and the sound of soldiers' swords and halberds colliding could be heard outside. This was a routine inspection.

Song Minhuan took advantage of the time when the puppet master went out to pass the tokens, and he pasted a spell on the three of them, which was made by re-engraving the seal of the Qiang flute.

The torch illuminated the carriage, and the red tasseled oil on the puppet soldier's face seemed to be glowing, and it was faintly visible in the firelight. He said expressionlessly, "Send it to Mr. Qiangdi?"

The puppet master replied, "Yes, I have imprinted Master Qiangdi's spell on them."

"Bring it down."

The puppet soldiers gave an order, and the two long halberds opened the curtain of the carriage.Song Minhuan and the three of them mechanically jumped off the carriage and stood in front of the puppet soldiers in a row.

In their palms, there is a word "Si" with a circle of black flames on it.The puppet soldiers opened their palms, and after looking at them, they searched all three of them.

"Send them to the backyard."

In front of them is a majestic city, standing on the yellow sand, blocking the erosion and spread of the yellow sand, like cutting off the boundary with a knife and an axe.On one side is the desolate desert, and on the other side is the bustling blue bricks and green tiles.

It was the first time for Song Minhuan to see a man who built his mansion on the edge of the desert. The three of them went in one after the other, led by puppet soldiers.

"The Chiyue Clan originally lived in the desert. A long time ago, there was no such city."

Zhuang Li saw what he was thinking, and sent him a voice transmission: "The curse seal in our palm is a word 'si', I don't know what is implied in it!

"Qiangdi needs to be checked." Song Minhuan also glanced at the totem in his palm, "It belongs to the snake. It is rumored that Lan, the Ksitigarbha son, is a descendant of Cangming. Cangming's body is a snake. Presumably there is faith in it."

The three of them walked between the corridors, occasionally passing a man or two.The man's face is covered with makeup, powder and blush. He looks like a woman, with a slender neck, a light figure, and a delicate posture. He looks even more gorgeous than a woman.

Seeing them, the two men covered their faces with their fans and talked together, one of them even laughed.

After Zhuang Li took a look, he looked away, and he classified the two men into unknown objects in his mind.

He noticed that Brother Cheap had looked at it several times, and seemed to be a little curious.

The corners of Zhuang Li's lips were slightly pursed, exuding a cold aura, blocking Song Minhuan's sight.

Xu Wanqin next to him also only glanced at it, frowning slightly, with an unattractive expression.

"The three of you live here, the sign will be handed over to Mr. Qiang Di, and someone will deliver food and clothing later."

The puppet soldiers sent them to a remote courtyard, and threw the key in their hands to Song Minhuan.

After saying this, the man left.

Song Minhuan noticed that there were puppet soldiers guarding here at intervals.He looked at the approximate range of guards, and opened the door with the key.

There were also two puppet attendants in the yard, and they saluted when they saw them.

In the backyard, they are relatively free, no different from ordinary people, they only obey the Qiang flute, and the Qiang flute can judge their life and death at any time.

Song Minhuan: "The three of us live in a room, and we will go out at night. I will check the Qiang flute, and Xiaozhuang will check the distribution of guards in the backyard."

He paused as he spoke, looked at Xu Wanqin and said, "Stay here and let the wind pass. If anyone comes, please notify us immediately."

Xu Wanqin may not tell them if he found the clue, so let him stay to watch the house.

"Is there any objection? If not, let's settle it." Song Minhuan finalized the plan.

Xu Wanqin was listening and didn't say anything about his arrangement.

"Master Xu," Song Minhuan held a token in his hand, with "Xu Wanqin" engraved on it, "Your identity token is still in our hands, I hope you don't play tricks."

"I'll let you know, can you come back immediately?" Xu Wanqin asked quietly, with undisguised doubts in his tone.

"It's up to you, you have to notify us before people come over." Song Minhuan patted Xu Wanqin's shoulder, "Master Xu has great powers, this little trouble should not be difficult for you."

Zhuang Li nodded, "If we can't come back in time, you can adapt accordingly."

Xu Wanqin had nothing to say to this pair of cheeky senior brothers, neither good nor bad, turned and went back to his room.

The two of them also returned to their rooms. Song Minhuan checked the room and found a teleportation mirror in the corner. He pasted a talisman on the back of the teleportation mirror.

"Shanshan?" The red lotus jade buckle on his neck flashed, and Shen Yingxue's voice came from beside his ear.

Song Minhuan paused with his fingertips, and slowly withdrew his hand from the talisman paper.Hearing Shen Yingxue's voice suddenly, he was still a little uncomfortable, all kinds of emotions were intertwined in his heart, but when he spoke, he subconsciously softened his tone.

"Master."

Shen Yingxue said gently: "Where are you now?"

"We are now in Qiangdi's mansion, me, Xiaozhuang, and Xu Wanqin," Song Minhuan recounted the reasons for what happened, "We are separated from Meng Qi, Xiaozhuang and I plan to stay here to see if we can Find out some clues... If Master can contact Meng Qi, you can tell her so that she doesn't have to worry about us."

After he finished speaking, he asked again: "How is Master?"

"My side has already dealt with it. I will inform her about Meng Qi's side." Shen Yingxue paused and said, "Master is looking for you now, are you willing?"

Shen Yingxue looked at the two people opposite, her eyes were indifferent, Shuozhou and Bai Jingtang were trapped in the formation, and countless white lights trapped them, Shuozhou's eyes were gloomy, and the black dimple knife erupted with countless deep coercion.

Those pressures bounced back before they touched the formation.

Bai Jingtang carried a Shenyu bow and arrow on his back, and said with a half-smile: "Hey, I said you don't have to hold grudges like this?"

"This formation can't trap us for too long. When we go out, let your apprentice be careful."

Before the words were finished, a sword light brushed against Bai Jingtang's heart, and the skin on Bai Jingtang's body fell off little by little, turning into bones, and then quickly recovered.

Although it won't die, it doesn't mean it won't hurt.

A little cold sweat broke out on Shuozhou's forehead, he gritted his teeth and said to Bai Jingtang, "Shut up."

The bodies of the two of them were torn apart one by one by the formation, and then put together again, and this process was repeated endlessly.

After Shen Yingxue cleaned up the two of them, she disappeared in place.

……

"Master is looking for you now, are you willing?"

The gentle voice filled my ears, Shen Yingxue was asking for his opinion?

Song Minhuan's heart moved slightly, what was he unwilling to do?Naturally, she wanted Shen Yingxue to come to him, and wanted to stay with Shen Yingxue.

He remembered what Meng Qi said, that he and Shen Yingxue had crossed the boundary before, and now they are staying together again...

Before she could think clearly, Shen Yingxue's light voice came, "I'm in Qiangdi's mansion now, are you in the backyard?"

Song Minhuan: "..." Why was it so fast, he had some doubts that Shen Yingxue knew where he was and contacted him after coming here early.

As he was thinking like this, the door of the room was knocked, and Shen Yingxue's voice came from outside the door, "Shanshan?"

It's so fast... But it's all here, it's impossible to let Shen Yingxue leave again, right?

Song Minhuan went to open the door, and a familiar figure appeared. Shen Yingxue was dressed in a black lotus-patterned robe, and when she looked at him, her eyes were tender, and there was a little smile in them.

It's only been two days, but it feels like a long time.Especially seeing that face, the longing buried in the bottom of my heart spread out.

"What are you thinking?"

Shen Yingxue looked down at him and rubbed his head. This time with a little force on her fingertips, he always had the illusion that he would be pressed into Shen Yingxue's arms.

"Master," Song Minhuan said with the smell of Shen Yingxue on the tip of his nose, he turned sideways to avoid Shen Yingxue's hand, "I was wondering what Master was up to, and never told us."

It was obviously a normal tone, but somehow there was a bit of resentment, as if she was upset that Shen Yingxue didn't tell him anything.

"Where did I not tell you?" Shen Yingxue chuckled, "Shanshan never asked me, I thought Shanshan didn't want to know."

The two of them entered the room together, and as the door closed, Zhuang Li who was not far outside the door stared at the door, his eyes were dark and gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xu Wanqin on the opposite side looked at the three masters and apprentices, and thought of something, his eyes became meaningful.

"If you ask me, I will tell you." Shen Yingxue said.

Song Minhuan sat at the table and poured two cups of tea. After he finished pouring one cup, Shen Yingxue, who was opposite him, helped him clean the tea for the first time. His fingertips touched the back of his hand, and he subconsciously took it back.

"I left because I noticed that the people from the Gate of Twelve Nights had come to the city." Shen Yingxue glanced at the thin white fingers of the young man holding the teapot, and paused, "You have been turned into puppets, it must have something to do with them. "

"They sent two people over this time, and I trapped them just now, only temporarily...they shouldn't be able to get out until I recover from my injuries."

"Are you injured?" Song Minhuan stood up upon hearing this, usually they would not be able to tell whether Shen Yingxue was injured or not, but the other party was from the Gate of Twelve Nights, if she was injured, it would be very serious.

He couldn't help feeling worried, he wanted to see Shen Yingxue's injuries, but felt that this was not appropriate, so he stood there hesitating, pressing his fingertips on the edge of the table with a little force.

"It's just a small injury," Shen Yingxue lowered her eyes, her skin was cold and white, she pretended to cough, and said in a low voice, "It's not a big problem."

If Meng Yujin and Gu Wujiu were there, they would be speechless about Shen Yingxue's poor acting skills, and even a fool could see that it was an act.

It's a pity that the young man on the opposite side is obviously blind. I'm afraid that Shen Yingxue made a slight mistake. When she came to Shen Yingxue, she frowned and said with a serious face, "Master, let me see... I still have a lot of wound medicine here. Stitch the wound, the injury cannot be delayed, don't take it seriously."

Mentioning "Xiao Zhuang", Shen Yingxue's breath became a little colder, but his face was still gentle. When the young man touched his skirt, he held the young man's fingertips, "Do you really want to see it?"

There was a warm touch from the fingertips, and Song Minhuan wanted to withdraw his hand, but Shen Yingxue held him even tighter, not giving him a chance to escape.

The corners of his lips pursed, his eyes stared at Shen Yingxue, and met Shen Yingxue's eyes, but he couldn't speak, but his ears became hot, and finally he let out an "um".

"Okay," Shen Yingxue smiled, the laughter was deep and gentle, he stood where he was, and felt that his earlobe seemed to be touched.

"I'll see it later, but don't be intimidated."

Shen Yingxue took off her shirt and robe, revealing her cold white upper body that belonged to a man. Normally, he looked slender, but with his clothes off, it was more than that.

The man's upper body is strong and powerful, his abdominal muscles are coiled together in a lump, and the lines are smooth and downward. If you don't look at the scars, it is a perfect statue carved from cold white jade, full of masculinity.

The various scars on it looked like they were left by many different weapons, and one of them was near the heart, and the scar was more than two inches long.

Song Minhuan reached out to touch it, the corners of his lips tightened, and asked, "How did you do this?"

"This is what happened back then... when I entered the eighteenth hell gate of the ghost world, and was injured by the ghost king of the ten halls inside. At that time, I was only a disciple of the sword ancestor, and I was instructed by the sword ancestor to go to the ghost world to calm the chaos."

Seeing the distress in the young man's eyes, Shen Yingxue softened her voice a lot, "I almost died there, and it was also that time that I realized the way of swords by chance."

After that, he slaughtered all the evil spirits in the eighteen gates of hell.

He held the young man's hand and placed it on his heart. The heart inside had already healed, and the beating was flat and dull, but because of the young man in front of him, it became lively and enthusiastic.

The author has something to say: I just saw that the little angel said that there is a bug. I changed it a little in the last chapter, and it does not affect the reading.

I am demented in class every day, and I haven't looked back when I write at night. Thank you for pointing out the problem! !Bobobo~