Kuaichuan is pampered and coquettish

Even though Rong Shu is a half-hearted monk, he can still see that Jun Ningfei's sword style is quite good, but with just a few vain moves, the faint sword intent and power revealed are astonishing.

He guessed that this should be the sword manual that Jun Ningfei obtained in the secret realm, or that it was inherited from the fairy sword in the opponent's hand.

The monk in white suddenly withdrew his sword, turned his gaze to Rong Shu standing by the window, and walked into the room after a moment of silence.

There was a food box on the table in the outer room, Jun Ningfei took out a few home-cooked dishes from it, although Rong Shu had long since eaten, but he was still quite keen on his appetite, so he found a place to sit without waiting for the other party to say anything down.

Jun Ningfei straightened the skirts of his clothes that were messed up during sword practice, raised his eyes to look at the young man opposite, and said suddenly, "Stretch out your hand."

The young man was taken aback when he heard the words, and subconsciously opened his eyes wide and asked, "What are you doing?"

Even though he said so, he still obediently put his hands on the table. His fair skin was crystal clear, his fingertips were slender, and his delicacy was no less than that of those spoiled girls.

"Ding, target trust value +5, current trust value is 33."

Jun Ningfei raised his hand to hold the opponent's fingertips, the touch was soft and soft, and there was only a thin layer of calluses on his fingertips. It could be seen that the opponent should pay attention to maintenance at ordinary times, otherwise how could he only have such a thin layer of calluses after practicing sword for a long time .

Rong Shu was taken aback by Jun Ningfei's action, he withdrew his hand abruptly, and after a while he remembered slowly, based on the time calculation, the snake venom on the other party should have been cured.

He blinked, and tried to change the subject with some embarrassment, "Since your poison has been cured, what should we do next? Continue to live here for a few days or..."

Jun Ningfei took out the silk handkerchief in the food box and wiped the oil stains on his fingertips, and said casually, "Go on."

Rong Shu thought about it. After all, they didn't know the people in this village very well. It's really not good to stay here and disturb them all the time.

But after thinking about it, Rong Shu suddenly opened his eyes wide. He glanced at Jun Ningfei, and asked tentatively, "What do you think of that Miss Amu?"

Jun Ningfei glanced at him indifferently, "Who is Amu?"

Rong Shu's heart skipped a beat, "It's the girl who picked us up, she even brought us meals twice."

Jun Ningfei said blankly, "I didn't notice."

Rong Shu, "..."

This is very embarrassing.

The emotional line between the hero and heroine seems to be broken by him accidentally.

Rong Shu recalled Lin Shuang's inexplicable words before, and tried to make amends, "How about...let's stay here for a few more days, God

It's really tiring to go on the road. "

Jun Ningfei raised his eyes, a dark color appeared in his usually cold eyes, "Do you like her?"

"Ah?" Rong Shu was stunned for a moment before realizing what the other party meant, "No, I didn't like it..."

"Ding, target blackening value +5, current blackening value is 5."

When Rong Shu heard the system prompt, the sound stopped abruptly, and he was completely dumbfounded.

After all, Jun Ningfei said before that he hadn't paid attention to the girl, but in the end, he thought he was interested in Amu, and secretly increased his blackening value.

He didn't quite understand the impact of too high blackening value, but he guessed that it would definitely affect his trust value. After all, who would pay attention to an annoying person flattering him.

Jun Ningfei looked indifferent, seeing the sudden change in the other party's face, he said quietly, "Why don't you say anything?"

Rong Shu clasped his fingertips tightly, and silently swallowed a mouthful of old blood, "It's okay, then let's continue on our way."

Jun Ningfei hummed lightly.

When she learned that the drug had expired early, Amu actually guessed that the other party might leave today. She didn't feel much about Jun Ningfei, but she had a nice chat with Rong Shu, so she was a little bit reluctant when they parted.

Amu secretly glanced at Jun Ningfei who summoned the flying sword, pulled Rong Shu to the side, leaned into the other's ear and lowered his voice, "You must keep the drug I gave you, in case you encounter it It can be used in any emergency.”

Rong Shu was at a loss when he heard the words, "When did you drug me?"

Amu let out a little surprise, she glanced at Jun Ningfei, and then said to Rong Shu, "You were still in the shower when the meal was delivered last night, so I gave it to your companion, didn't he give it to you?"

Rong Shu shook his head.

Amu took out several packs of drugs that she carried with her and handed them to Rong Shu, "I have some packs for you, you can ask your companion for them later, I gave them to him yesterday."

Rong Shu swallowed his sleepiness, and said in a daze, "Why did you give me this?"

Amu scratched his head, "My master said that you will need it in the future, and that you are destined to meet him, and I will see you in the future. I don't know anything else, but what my master said is generally reasonable. Just pay more attention."

Rong Shu, "..."

So this is to remind him that in the future, the plot of Jun Ning's non-traditional medicine to unlock the heroine will repeat, right?

By the way, is Amu's master good at divination?If this is the case, how could the other party be just an ordinary casual cultivator?

A monk who can communicate with heaven and earth, spy on the future, the past, and even the Dao, even if he was born in a casual cultivator family, will definitely be sought after by big families.

Rong Shu didn't understand the specific meaning of Amu's words, he wanted to ask something but the other party refused to say it.

But Rong Shu also understands, after all, even if some monks are favored by heaven and have the ability to communicate with heaven and earth, they can't be pampered.

If too many heavenly secrets were leaked, thus affecting the life chart trajectory of the worldly beings, then the monk who violated the taboo would definitely be punished by heaven.

Until riding Jun Ningfei's flying sword, Rong Shu didn't see Amu's master again, but recalling what the other said, they should see each other again in the future.

The scenery below became smaller and smaller as the flying sword rose, and was obscured by the lingering clouds and mist. Rong Shu looked away, a little bored but too lazy to practice meditation, so he simply took out a thin quilt from the Mixu Precept, Lying on the tail of the sword, he fell asleep.

Jun Ningfei seemed to be aware of it. He turned his head and looked at Rong Shu, who was already sleeping on the tail of the sword. His thoughts moved slightly, and his black eyelashes drooped, covering up the dark and unclear look in his eyes.

I don't know how long this sleep lasted. Rong Shu felt that he had enough energy, but when he wanted to wake up, he found that he couldn't open his eyes, until it became difficult to breathe. There seemed to be something bound around his neck. The air inside is squeezed out bit by bit.

"meet……"

Rong Shu frowned in discomfort, and just as he opened his eyelids, he met a pair of gloomy and cold eyes.

The other party's exquisite and flawless eyebrows and eyes, because the hands were stained with the blood of too many people, implied a chilling air.

The tension around his neck tightened again, Rong Shu's eyes widened suddenly, his face flushed from lack of oxygen, out of his survival instinct, he grabbed the pair of big hands pinching his neck, "Jun..."

Didn't he sleep on the flying sword?Why did Jun Ningfei want to kill him as soon as he woke up?Obviously he didn't do anything, so it's impossible for the other party to discover his identity as a fickle fiancee, right?

Jun Ningfei looked at Rong Shu's beautiful face distorted due to lack of oxygen, and he held his strength unmoved, which could not only make the other party die of pain, but also lighten his movements appropriately to give people a sigh of relief.

After a while, Jun Ningfei let go of his hand suddenly, and the young man under his palm immediately lost his legs and threw himself into his arms.

Jun Ningfei seemed to be pleased by Rong Shu's slightly embarrassing posture, he reached out to caress the boy's eyes, his movements were gentle, as if the vicious and stern person just now was not him.

Rong Shu's eyes were touched by him, and before he could get over his breath, his body trembled uncontrollably. He hadn't recovered from the feeling of dying just now, but he felt that every cell in his body was clamoring for fear, and he was so frightened. He closed his eyelids but did not dare to move.

Jun Ningfei's current state is not normal no matter what, as if he has been possessed by a demon.

Feeling the slight force of the other party's fingertips on his eyelids, Rong Shu's slender eyelashes trembled in fear, and shrank to the side until his feet bumped into something.

He raised his eyes and looked to the side. At this time, his vision was much clearer than when he just woke up. What he bumped into was the corpse of a young monk. His body and head were separated, and his death was extremely miserable.

Not only this one, but there are many more besides. There are flying yellow sand all over the sky, and no grass grows as far as the eyes can see. Only the place where they are is covered with an enchantment, which prevents the yellow sand from eroding.

This is the Yellow Sand Hell, and Linshuang once brought him here.

Rong Shu didn't dare to get up to look, and he didn't dare to get close to Jun Ningfei, so he just froze there in this posture.

From his birth to the present, even when he was young and had no father or mother, and slept on the street hungry every day, he had never seen so many dead people.

And the monks here all died in a terrible and miserable state, and some of them didn't even have a whole body.

Jun Ningfei saw his fear, and pulled his hair to force him to look at the surrounding scene, "What's the matter, little ghost king, this is the place where you were born, is it possible that you are still afraid?"

His voice was hoarse and sexy. If it was used in the past, Rong Shu must have thought it sounded very nice, but now when it came to his ears, it sounded like a ghost rakshasa who wanted to kill him, making his blood freeze.

Jun Ningfei's attire was different from the past at this time. The other party was wearing a dark robe with gorgeous and charming totems embroidered on the cuffs and hem. Just by looking at it, he didn't feel like the style favored by orthodox monks.

Although the young man had a cold attitude in the past and looked a little unkind, but Rong Shu knew that it was just that the other party had gone through too many self-protection measures, and he was afraid of betraying his relatives again.

But now, Jun Ningfei's eyebrows are filled with a lingering hostility, and the emotions in his eyes are no longer as clear as before.

Rong Shu had never seen a monk become obsessed, but he instinctively felt that Jun Ningfei was on the verge of becoming obsessed.

His mind was in a mess, nervous and dazed, so that Rong Shu didn't notice Jun Ningfei's address to him.

What's the matter, Little Ghost King.

It was painful to have her hair pulled, but what really made Rong Shu's scalp tingle was the blood, severed limbs and corpses scattered all over the place.

He had never seen so many dead people, and the places Linshuang took him to before did not have such a gloomy mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

There was a thin layer of cold sweat on Rong Shu's forehead, his hands and feet were uncontrollably weak, and he was completely unable to support his body. If Jun Ningfei hadn't grabbed him, he might have fallen down.

He knew it was embarrassing, but he couldn't help himself.

"Are you afraid that I will kill you?" Jun Ningfei pinched his chin and asked unhurriedly.

Rong Shu was so startled by the other party's expression that his hairs stood on end, and he didn't know what to say when he heard the question, and his palms were sticky from nervousness.