After picking up the merman junior brother, I was forced to eat soft food

Jing Zun shook his head, telling himself not to be distracted as much as possible.

The soul consciousness has gathered in the dantian and is slowly closing.

The two people in front of the hall faced each other again, Meng Xisubaru attracted spiritual power to attach to the sword body, and the long sword instantly transformed into countless numbers, as if the sword formation smashed the sky and covered the ground and fell.

Ah Zhuo draws the bow in the void, and when it is drawn, it is full, and several arrows meet it like rain falling.

When the sword formation was broken, one of the sword qi pierced from the formation.

At the same time, a shining arrow shaft also flew out of the formation.

Both of them dodged sideways in an emergency, and the murderous aura of the weapon was swayed to the mountain, rustling the mountain flowers and plants, and countless petals fluttered towards them.

The sword energy broke down again, hitting the eaves, and a small piece of broken rubble rolled across the steps.

The sound of rolling reached Jing Zun's ears, and he opened his eyes.

Meng Xisubaru's sword pierced again from the shattered petals, and Ah Zhuo used the sleeve wind to envelop the sword energy, and retreated following his attack.

Suddenly, his feet tilted, his sleeves loosened, and the tip of the sword moved forward rapidly, straight to his heart.

Meng Ximao was also shocked, and stopped in a panic, but the strength in his hand was too late to restrain, he was horrified: "Quickly hide!"

But the sword could not be retracted, so the younger brother must have no time to dodge it.

He immediately gathered his sword energy back, and retracted all the streamers floating around the sword. The sword lights suddenly reversed direction and attacked him, and he had no time to dodge.

The two of them staggered back amidst the falling flowers, looked at each other in astonishment, and urgently raised their sleeves to block the oncoming sword energy.

This blow will hurt both sides.

Suddenly, a black cloak flashed across the middle, closed the blade of the sword and turned it in the air again, the chilling aura suddenly diminished, and saw Jing Zun flying out and wrapping the cloak around his body.

When Fang landed, he wrapped Ah Zhuo around and spun a few times, stroked his back a little, and untied the gesture that restricted his spiritual power, and then led him to stand firm, and the flying flowers on his shoulders slowly fell.

Seeing that Ah Zhuo was fine, and seeing that the other side was also fine, he raised the sword in front of the two of them: "Why are you fighting?"

The two dared not speak, and stared at him blankly.

His cloak can protect the soul, it's okay to go out for a while, but when the time comes, he must go back immediately.

But Bimujue had to be untied ahead of time.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, he said again: "Master is not here, I, the senior brother, should take the responsibility of restraining you, if you two can't give a reasonable explanation, then go back to your room and face the wall, reflect on it, and don't allow it without permission." come out."

The two bowed their heads and walked into the hall.

Meng Ximao walked a few steps, but turned back angrily: "I can't feel at ease, I don't know what your plans are, but I don't want to be with you."

He took back the long sword from Jing Zun's hand and pressed it into the scabbard, with a look of sadness in his eyes, he cupped his hands in front of the two of them and wanted to leave.

Fang walked a few steps, suddenly an orange brilliance flashed across his wrist, he paused slightly, staring at the glowing crescent mark in astonishment.

Jing Zun and Ah Zhuo also raised their hands, looking at the same shimmering imprints on their hands.

This is the seal of master and apprentice of Luoyue Peak, given by the beginner, if one wishes to receive this seal of master and apprentice, one will worship Luoyue Peak, but it has never been lit.

A long time ago, the master-student seal of Xianmen was used to communicate with each other. The flashing light of the seal indicates that the master needs to find something.

It’s just that one side of the master-student seal sends a message, and if the other side doesn’t receive it in a place where the spiritual power is not enough, even if it is received, the flickering light is the same, and it’s impossible to tell what it means. The disciples receive it. Usually they rush back immediately, and then ask the master for any instructions.

Later, there were secret words to pass on from near to far, and sound transmission symbols to pass on characters far away, and the effect was better. Gradually, no one used the master-student seal.

Moreover, there is another disadvantage of this master-student seal. The master wants to find a certain apprentice to trigger the master-student seal, but all disciples will be lit.

Jing Zun said: "Master has something to do."

But he didn't know who he was looking for.

No matter who he was looking for, Meng Ximao had already raised his sword and left, stepping into the cold night sky, his voice was unsteady due to fear: "He is with Shangxian."

The two followed closely behind involuntarily.

He looked back in astonishment: "You..."

"He is the master of the three of us."

"Thank you both!" Meng Ximao looked ashamed, "I was confused just now, junior brother, I'm sorry."

"There's no need to apologize, I'm ashamed of you too." Ah Zhuo said, "There's no need to thank you either."

After a while, I realized: Isn't it our three masters, what are you thanking?

Three figures flitted under the moon and landed outside the barrier of Muyun Peak. Without a word, Meng Ximao stabbed at the barrier of floating light with his sword. The tip of the sword was bounced off the floating light, and he flew backwards Go, the two behind him volley to pick him up.

Standing firmly on the ground, I saw Master running out of the hall and waving at them in the barrier: "Xiao Meng, save me, the master wants to send me away."

Meng Ximao rushed forward again, and the two of them followed. The three spiritual forces converged and pushed towards the barrier, drawing cracks. There were successive crackling sounds, followed by a "boom", and the golden light suddenly Now it disappears again, and the enchantment dissipates.

The master hurriedly ran out, stretched out his hand towards Meng Ximao, but before he touched it, a force suddenly pulled him back, and the green robe appeared out of thin air, blocking him, with the wide sleeves raised, the master could no longer move forward.

Mu Lin shook his sleeves and put his hands behind his back, looked at people with a smile, and looked around Jing Zun for a moment: "You are really looking at Zhaoyan Mountain."

Jing Zun flicked the black cloak behind him, and smiled back: "Shangxian, long time no see."

The master remembered what he said before, and shouted from behind: "Jing Banzhan, the master is here to take revenge on you."

Jing Zun thought for a moment: "Did I offend you?"

You use my Journey Halberd to seal the Chensha Formation, no matter what, I should be the troublemaker for you.

Mu Lin pushed Xiao Ju back: "If I really wanted to find you, you thought he would stay safely until now." When he said this, he glanced at A Zhu.

"You may not have come to look for me, but you didn't intend to let me live either." The Lingjue on the barrier in the Shensha Formation laid a ruthless hand, obviously wanting to put him to death.

Mu Lin's goal is not him, but he is worried that he will hinder.

"What exactly happened to you?" He asked again, "Why are you in the South China Sea?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Mu Lin said, "I can also let you go, as long as you don't interfere with me, but I have to take Xiaoju away."

"No." Meng Xisubaru raised his sword forward again.

Mu Lin glanced coldly, and he was shocked by a sharp aura, but he was still in the stage of transformation, and it was not impossible to resist, so he stabbed again after standing still.

Mu Lin flicked his sleeves, and the Lingjue scattered in all directions. Meng Ximao was forced to retreat, and before he could stand still, he moved forward angrily, with a murderous aura in his sword intent, and he was determined not to let anyone take away his master. respect.

However, he was beaten back again, staggering and coughing up blood.

Jing Zun flew to rescue him, pierced the Lingjue with a halberd, and Mu Linfang wanted to fight back, but he took back the halberd and refused to fight.

Jing Zun didn't have much time: "Tell me, what happened to you?"

Mu Lin also stopped: "It's a long story."

"...Then can you make a long story short?"

"No."

"..."

Jing Zun gritted his teeth: "Okay, forget it, let Xiaoju go first."

"He's mine." Mu Lin said this to Meng Ximao, and after speaking, a circle of light appeared, like a transparent bubble, covering Xiaoju's body.

The master stayed in the bubble and gradually floated away from the ground towards the sky. He pounded on the barrier: "Let go of me, I won't go."

Meng Ximao rushed towards the bubble with red eyes. Mu Lin wanted to stop him, but Jing Zun and A Zhuo stood in front of him. He wanted to break through the gap between the two of them, but they pulled him back to the original place.

Meng Ximao used all his strength to pierce the air bubbles, held the master in his arms, Mu Lin frowned, and angrily waved his sleeves to repel A Zhuo, Jing Zun's face changed, blocking his way to advance again, the streamer broke through the night sky, Two figures, one blue and one black, staggered in the stream of light, each converging their spiritual energy and striking together, the mountain shook.

The two retreated, and Mu Lin chased after Xiaoju again.

At this time, Xiaoju fell from the air bubble into Meng Xisubaru's arms, overjoyed, she put her arms around his neck, and kissed him hard on the face.

Meng Xisubaru's figure trembled, almost falling off.

The other two were dumbfounded and looked at each other several times, seeing confusion in each other's eyes.

Unbeknownst to them, they came together.

Mu Lin was furious, Dao Dao Lingjue was full of murderous intent, and attacked Meng Xisubaru head and face, ruthless every time.

Jing Zun blocked the Lingjue for him, but suddenly there was a force pulling him, causing him to tilt. It was the Zhitu Ji reminding him that the time was coming and he had to go back.

So it couldn't be completely blocked for a while, and some of them rushed towards Meng Ximao. Meng Ximao held the master in one hand and resisted with the sword in the other.

However, a golden spirit sword shook his sword away and came straight towards him. At this time, Jing Zun and A Zhuo had no time to get close.

At the critical moment, Master suddenly turned around and blocked Meng Ximao with his back.

The Lingjue disappeared, and the two fell to the ground. The master was already unconscious, with blood oozing from the skirt of his clothes. Meng Ximao protected his heart in time, his face was pale, and he clenched his fists tightly. He picked up the sword and rushed towards Mu Lin again.

Mu Lin was also stunned, and forgot to hide when the point of the sword was directly in between his eyebrows.

However, a force came and swept Meng Ximao's sword away. When he turned his face to see Jing Zun, he roared angrily, "Why don't you let me kill him?"

Jing Zun threw the sword back into his hand: "The bond he formed with Master is not an ordinary spiritual favor."

"what is that?"

"Life and death contract."

Meng Xisubaru was shocked.

The life-death contract is the most solid and absolute type of spiritual pet contract. The master and the spiritual pet are born together and die when they die. If Mu Lin dies, Xiaoju will undoubtedly die, and vice versa.

Generally, the survivability of spiritual pets is weaker than that of the master, and no master would dare to make a life-and-death pact with his spiritual pet unless he is genuinely happy.

"Master's injury is not serious." Jing Zun said again.

"It's nothing serious, but it will hurt." Meng Xisubaru staggered back, dropped the sword, returned to Master's side in a daze, and picked him up.

Mu Lin was about to step forward, and Jing Zun stood in front of him.

"Are you going to block my way?" Mu Lin looked at him sharply.