Wearing this fake cultivator master and apprentice

"That's natural," Qin Ze smiled, "Since you know? The five great corpse ancestors, don't you think of the headless monster who slaughtered Hejia Village? Is it one of them?"

"Xia Geng, Xing Tian? There are only two of them? They are headless corpses, but why did you tell me this?"

"Because I want to know? Xing Tian Corpse forced you, what did you eat? After all, the things left by the ancient corpse ancestor must be peerless? Rare?"

"So the monster that slaughtered Hejia Village was Xing Tian Corpse?" He Qingxie asked meaningfully.

Qinze was noncommittal.

He Qingxie obviously felt that she was getting restless and irritable. Although she didn't know when she had eaten something, but what couldn't get out of her mind? Was it something she had seen? It was drawn on "Ancient Notes", There is the appearance and description of Guan Xingtian's corpse. It has broad shoulders, broad shoulders, and round waist. It is holding a sky-splitting axe. Its head is not broken. Book, as if I could smell a bloody smell.

He Qingxie wanted to vomit, but her body was just like hers, even worse than hers, she covered her mouth with one hand, and opened someone else's hand with the other, bent over and wanted to vomit.

Qinze turned pale with shock and was taken aback.

He Qingxie retched for a while, but didn't spit out anything. She choked on her saliva, coughed, and took a moment to say again: "Since, you want to know, then go ask him Hey. I forgot if I ate or not, if you want to force me to ask, forgive me, it’s useless for you to ask.”

Qinze said: "Who said I'm going to force you? I'm just here to tell you something. Why are you here? It's because you want to know something, and I happen to know it. .”

He Qingxie looked at her and remained silent.

"The first thing I want to tell you is that the place we are in now is not the real snowy land."

The wind and snow are still there, the cold wind is howling, and the sound of falling snow outside is getting louder.

Inside the snow hill, the flames from the Yanhuang Shenmu silently burned, as if it was the warmest place in the whole world.

He Qingxie gradually became comfortable with her warm body. After hearing the news, she became tense again. She narrowed her eyes, "You mean, this is not a snowy area?!"

Qin Ze's fingertips hidden under the red robe lightly stroked, and said in a complicated tone: "Yes, this place was originally isolated from the world? In the barren hills and Gobi, people are rare. Now this is done with the Nine Serenity Sensation Technique." The "false and real" illusion that you set up is the "Thousand-Li Snow Land Great Illusion" set up by your "master, Shangqing Xu Junyao Immortal Venerable Su Changyi."

Su Changyi, Lord Yao Xianzun of the Shangqing Ruins, neither long nor short? Ten words, each hit? Her? Heart hurts.

"You might as well guess, she? Why set up? This illusion, and? You just broke in."

"Do you think I'm easy to cheat?"

"On the contrary. I think you are very smart, so you can guess it? As for her? Why do we do that, we understand each other, but I really feel sorry for the passerby, I just want to go to the depths of the barren hills. "

The surface of this body is calm, but the fingertips have already been pinched into the palm.He Qingxie doesn't know what? What does she think about this body? Compared with this person's sweet words, she herself thinks that it might be more convincing for her master to explain in person.

Qinze saw her with a look of deep suspicion, and if there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, "Me too? You just believe what I say, why don't we make a bet?" "

He Qingxie looked at her, his eyes were full of inquiry and suspicion, "What bet?"

"Just bet, will she kill me? After you broke into the illusion, I witnessed her chasing..." When the sound fell, Qinze sighed and paused for a moment before saying, "That's all, this time Leaving things aside..."

"What is she chasing after?" He Qingxie interrupted and asked, it was obvious that she didn't want to let go of any clues.

Qinze laughed and said, "This matter..."

He Qing said evilly: "Say."

"Ah... do you really want to know? It's actually just a small matter."

"Say."

Qin Ze took a deep breath, shrugged his shoulders, seemed to be forced to do so, and then said: "Actually, I saw her chasing and killing someone. I guess there must be someone with me. I entered this illusion by mistake. The man wanted to escape but couldn't tell the direction. He didn't know how to get there, and ran directly to the depths of the snowy area. I followed behind and watched from a distance, and then saw Jun Yaoxian Your respectable figure, she manipulated the wind and snow to transform into a snow demon to intercept and kill that person, but I don’t know if that person is dead or not. Sigh, we are both monks, why should monks make things difficult for monks.”

"..."

Snow demon?

He Qingxie came to his senses in a flash, Xue Yao, the "Snow Demon" she chased and killed, and then turned around to kill her "Snow Demon"!

Could it be that it was created by Jun Yao's phantasm? !

He Qingxie was a little bit suffocated, even his breathing was stagnant, but his heartbeat was still beating happily, as if he could jump out of his chest in an instant.

When this body realized that it could not tell the truth from what this person said, the seeds of doubt and speculation towards Jun Yao had already been planted in its heart.

Just wait for it to take root and germinate, and finally draw the most merciless knife.

***

The slashed flesh turned out, and the oozing thick blood and rust smell made Jun Yao's nose uncomfortable, his head dizzy, and his heart, which had been as calm as water for a hundred years, was shaken at its foundation.

When she realized that she was a little flustered, Linglong's delicate body swayed inconceivably, and could go away with the wind anytime, anywhere, as if the blood that added to her was no longer Cold and ruthless, but the only gentleness and fragility in this world.

Her senior sister Zhu Yu once said: "When you are too strong to be strong anymore, you must not only protect others, but also don't forget to protect yourself."

However, she's already forgotten about it.

Her limbs were weak, and the hand that clamped her neck was loosened. She knelt down on one knee with a bang, her hands and sleeves were filled with bright red, and the blood dripped on the accumulated ice and snow.

She? Hearing her voice almost gnashing her teeth, it was indestructible? Calm, "Do you think this seat is rare?"

"Ridiculous, really ridiculous."

Every word and every word? Grinding teeth and sucking blood is like a poisonous snake tip, constricting a person's heart, but not forgetting to paralyze the limbs. There are also fangs on both sides of the tip of the tongue, and the poison is quenched on it. .

"Pa-ta--" Holding the poisonous dagger, he let go of his hand and landed on the ground. He Qingxie felt that the body's heart and chest were beating vigorously, powerfully and rapidly.

She finally knew that she had done something wrong, what an unforgivable thing.

Jun Yao clutched his arms, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and looked over by the light of the fire. The handle of the dagger was as red as blood jade, and the blade was engraved with dragon patterns. Under the faint firelight of Yanhuang Shenmu, the red light was dense .

This thing is really rare?

She bowed her head and smiled.

"The horn of the candle dragon, one of the hidden treasures of the town school outside Lingxu, He Qingxie." Jun Yao propped herself up and stood up, her gaze fell on her face dully, "You are so talented."

At the same time, the dark sky outside was like an eggshell that was smashed by someone, and the cracks in the road burst out in the void.

Hoo-hoo--

The whistling wind blows in from the outside, blowing people's bodies swaying, and the sudden wind and showers, the goose feathers and heavy snow meet, and it becomes more and more terrifying. The mountains were shaking, and the howling wind was more like the birth of evil spirits. All the tidal flats and snow mounds in the distance were submerged by heavy snow.

The hollow snow mound was crushed by another snow mound, exposing the two people who had been wrapped in warmth.

Looking up at this body, there is only one thought subconsciously, the snowy land is about to collapse!But what He Qingxie thought? It was...

Jun Yao's silver hair danced wildly, her complexion was as usual, and she could even be said to be very arrogant, except that she had lost a bit of complexion due to excessive blood loss, and there was almost no panic or impatience seen on that beautiful and flawless face.

She? Smiling.

It is still the original? The usual? Appearance, but at this time in the heavy snow, it makes people feel arrogant.

She used two blood coagulation charms for herself, and tore off the sleeve corners of Toad Moon's silver robe and made a simple bandage.

At the right time, the Fengshuang Sword came out at the call. In the wind and snow, the sword was like a shooting star, flying so fast that it was difficult to capture even the afterimage.

The wind and snow covered He Qingxie's eyes, so she couldn't see Jun Yao's face clearly at this time.Of course, even if you don't look carefully, you can't imagine that appearance, noble, noble and arrogant? It seems that everyone is the mud under her feet. She is tall? High? She is tall. It's unattainable, but at this time, it's just like rice paper that can fly far away when the wind blows.

She? Fragile, she? Thin, but her? Spine never twists and turns.

He Qingxie's hands and feet were numb, and the wind and snow submerged her to her?

After a while, the Fengshuang sword went away cleanly, and when it came back stained with blood, Jun Yao set up the last magic spell, staring at him and saying: "Go." She carried her sword like a chicken Shuttle in the cold wind and snow.

Junyao Yujianyu's hand was very unstable, and the illusion had stabilized, but He Qingxie pulled the corner of his clothes, still worried that the other party's eyes would fall out as soon as they were black.

Soon this guess came true.

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