slow sound

The second Shi turned his head in disbelief. A figure with a hood was standing at the entrance of the cave. The flickering fire illuminated the straight black long knife in his hand. Out of minions.

The second Shi looked at the person with cold eyes: "Who are you?"

He walked in from outside the cave calmly, the orange-red firelight cast a warm color on his skeleton-like hand holding the knife, and a cold murderous intent was revealed in the dark and narrow phoenix eyes: "The bone is dry."

"Bone dry?" The second Shi looked at the overly handsome young man in front of him: "I have heard about it, but I just don't understand why you want to save Qisheng."

"Save him?" Wei Yuzong snorted coldly: "I'll let him die. But since you hurt Wei Qingyu, I don't mind teaching you a lesson and saving him by the way. Although I don't like him, I would rather Hate you."

"Teach me a lesson? You can try it!"

Zhao Qinglan pulled out of the sheath with a "噗——" and went straight to the prayer unexpectedly.Seeing that he was about to climb onto his neck, he was blocked by Wang Baichuan at the very moment.

In front of Wei Yu Zonghengdao's eyes, there was a charming smile: "It seems that you are getting old, and you can't even recognize people."

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, Wei Yuzong took the lead and swung his knife at the second Shi, and the second Shi blocked it with a horizontal sword.The second Shi's heart sank suddenly, and the mysterious and mysterious intuition formed by countless battles made him quickly dodge sideways, and he caught a flash of cold light from the corner of his eye, so fast that people couldn't see what it was.

Wei Yuzong laughed and said, "What are you hiding from? If you can hide past the first day of junior high school, can you still hide past the fifteenth day?"

Although the second Shi didn't see clearly what it was, he saw clearly the prayer behind Wei Yuzong, it was a soft sword as thin as a cicada's wings.When he and Wei Qingyu went to visit Wei Yuzong, he had seen the real body of this sword. It had no sword grid or sword head, and the whole body was plain without any decoration.The sword body is extremely narrow and thin, with a sharp point and no spine. Because there is no scabbard, naturally there is no need for a sword jaw.This is obviously a sword that is not easy to handle, and if it is slightly wrong, it will hurt yourself.

It seems that Wei Yuzong hides this sword close to his wrist most of the time, like a cold and dormant poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, once it seizes the opportunity, it will suddenly come out of its sheath and drink blood.If one strike fails, it will quickly hide, making it impossible to find any traces.

The sword technique in his right hand is domineering, and the soft sword in his left hand is weird and fast. He can use the two completely different kung fu with great proficiency and do whatever he wants. Such a talent is indeed rare in the world.

When Qi Sheng secretly commented on Wei Yuzong's kung fu, the two had already passed a hundred or so moves, and it seemed that they couldn't do anything to each other for a while.

Wei Yuzong just wanted to make a quick decision, save Qisheng and return to Sixiangmen as soon as possible. If someone finds him here, Xie Mobai can't explain it at all.As for the second Shi, it was an unexpected joy to meet the prayer that was not as good as before. He procrastinated for a moment and saw that the cooked duck was about to fly. The bones are dry and they fight with their lives.

The second Shi didn't dare to underestimate the young man in his early twenties in front of him. He glanced at the heavily injured praying sound behind Wei Yuzong, and decided to delay for a while, because the wounded praying sound might not last long. Died.It is naturally the best to fight without bloodshed.

After making a decision, the second Shi became more comfortable, and played tricks with him indifferently.In the blink of an eye, dozens of strokes were passed, but Wei Yuzong became impatient.The second Shi wants to procrastinate, but he can't let the other party's idea succeed. If there is something wrong with the prayer, Wei Qingyu will definitely be twittering and crying when he goes back.What's more, the person in front of him seriously injured Wei Qingyu.

Thinking of this, Wei Yu's murderous intent soared, and his attacks became more and more fierce, and the second Shi was caught off guard for a moment and unexpectedly showed his flaws.Wei Yuzong didn't let go of this fleeting opportunity. With two fingers together, he poked two bloody holes on Second Shi's left shoulder.

The second Shi drew back, glanced at his bleeding left shoulder, and sneered: "The bone is dry, I remember it." outside the cave.

Wei Yuzong didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the praying voice behind him "boom—" and fell down suddenly, and he suddenly raised his heart.

"Hey, don't die right now, otherwise how can I explain to Wei Qingyu?"

Qi Sheng looked at the emerald green bamboo gauze above his head, and thought that this was not Guanyue Peak, whose bed curtains were all his favorite color of crow blue; it was not an inn either, the inn could not afford bamboo gauze.After much deliberation, he came to the conclusion that he should have been rescued by Wei Yuzong back to Sixiangmen.Wei Qingyu really didn't talk about Wei Yuzong's martial arts talent, otherwise he would really die this time.

He tried to move himself, but his body couldn't use any strength at all, so he had to give up the idea.Just as Qi Sheng was about to speak, his throat felt dry and swollen, and he couldn't help coughing.

An eight or nine-year-old boy opened the door and ran in with a "da da da", smiled and rolled his eyes: "Hey, are you awake?" He brought him a cup of tea and said, "You are seriously injured. Don't move around, I'll call someone."

"Where's Wei Qingyu?" Qi Sheng heard himself asking.

The little boy thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "The young master who came more than half an hour earlier than you? He is in the next room. Yu Langjun said that his injury is not too serious, and he will be fine after a while of recuperation."

"Oh." Prayer asked again: "How long have I been unconscious?"

"How many hours?" The boy shook his head: "That's not it, you've been in a coma for two days, and the third day is about to pass." The boy seemed to have remembered something, and ran out in a hurry. While running, he said, "I'll go find Mr. Yu Lang first."

He hesitated to say anything, and lay down on the pillow again dejectedly, hearing his stomach growl, and couldn't figure out whether he was seriously injured or weak, or just hungry.Counting the time when he fell off the cliff and fell into a coma, he hadn't eaten for almost four days.The dignified Guanyue Peak Lord actually died of starvation, it would be too cheap to tell.

Just as he was praying and sighing, there was another movement at the door.He turned his head and saw Wei Qingyu standing outside the threshold. He had changed into a light green robe, and he looked much more agile than usual, and his pale complexion also lit up the vibrant color.The setting sun fell from his right face, dyeing his long and curly eyelashes golden yellow. Half of him was bathed in the dim yellow slanting sun, and half was hidden in the dark shadows. The whole person looked strange and familiar.

Qi Sheng felt both aggrieved and happy for no reason: "Brother Wei." He felt that Wei Qingyu's cheeks were a little red, but he didn't know whether it was because of the setting sun or because he called him Brother Wei.

Wei Qingyu stood at the door and seemed to hesitate for a while, before finally crossing the not-so-high threshold and walking in.

"You woke up, how do you feel?"

"I'm fine." Qi Sheng looked at Wei Qingyu's warm eyes almost greedily: "How are you? Is the injury serious? Are you feeling better?"

Faced with the sudden concern from the praying voice, Wei Qingyu seemed a little at a loss: "I, I am far less seriously injured than you, and I am almost healed. Having said that, you should also relax. Mr. Yu said that although your internal organs were seriously injured, But it didn't hurt the root, and it can always be recovered. The phenomenon of madness has completely disappeared, and when you recover from the injury, your cultivation will be restored to the original level, which is also a blessing in disguise."

"Oh."

Qi Sheng naturally knew that this was due to Chunsheng Qiusha. Chunsheng Qiusha is divided into two styles: Chunsheng and Autumn Shall. The internal breath also caused him a lot of injuries.The prayer was answered indiscriminately, but he continued to stare at him, making Wei Qingyu's back feel chilly.

"Why do you keep looking at me?"

Qi Sheng blinked and thought to himself: Why didn't I find that Wei Qingyu was a bit good-looking before?Especially the eyes.He completely forgot his previous assertion that Wei Qingyu was mediocre except for his eyesight.

He replied, "I'm hungry."

"what?"

Qi Sheng decided to pretend to be pitiful to the end: "I'm hungry, I haven't eaten for almost four days, if this continues, I will starve to death before my injury heals."

Wei Qingyu couldn't help laughing, and personally cooked porridge for him, and made two dishes of side dishes.Qi Sheng lay on the bed and yelled "Hey Hey Yaya" non-stop, so Wei Qingyu had to feed him.Because of his injuries, Wei Qingyu couldn't be aggressive with him, so she could only follow him.