I ran away after slag Xianzun

The next day, the sky was bright and clear, and the sky was vast, which was a good weather for Yujian to fly.

This place is not far from Buzhou Mountain, besides, Mo Mei has been defeated twice and escaped twice, so Wu Wang deduced that they should die for the time being, so he let the disciples who had rested all night fly at low altitude with their swords.

"Is it almost there?" Jiang Meiqing yawned, leaning on the door frame and asking Wu Wang.

Wu Wang's indifferent eyes looked over him as if they had substance.

Last night, he sat at the table and adjusted his breath all night, and the two of them were a little awkward, but seeing that he slept deeply, and woke up as usual in the morning, he didn't take this matter to heart at all. Couldn't help feeling slightly annoyed, looked away, and looked into the distance.

Heartless people.

Jiang Meiqing didn't notice anything, she walked over and put her hands on his waist, ready to fly with his sword.

But Wu Wang thought of something, suddenly asked him, "You seem to have spiritual power yesterday?"

Jiang Meiqing was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he had seen her sudden spiritual power yesterday, how could he know everything?

When the fight is so fierce, can you be distracted and stare at him?

He nodded.

Wu Wang pondered for a moment, then reached out his hand and took out something in the spirit bag, which looked like the size of a silver needle in his palm.

He stimulated his spiritual power slightly, and saw that the silver needle suddenly became bigger and soared into the sky, hovering in the air like frost and snow, clear and transparent, with slightly exposed edges, it was like a silver sword.

Jiang Meiqing took a closer look, and saw an auspicious pattern engraved on the underside of the sword, a phoenix spreading its wings and about to fly, dragging its long tail, lifelike.

He blurted out, "This is Fengwei Sen?!"

Wu Wang glanced at him in surprise, he didn't expect him to recognize the sword.

Immediately nodded, said lightly: "You try to use it to fly with the sword."

"really?"

Jiang Meiqing was overjoyed and took it over and looked up and down. This is the ancient spirit weapon Fengwei Sen.

It's really effortless!

Legend has it that Longyinxi and Fengweisen are two swords, one female and one male, both made by the same swordsmith.

His master once told him that with his practice and spiritual power, if he can find Fengwei Sen as a spiritual weapon, they can help each other.

In his previous life, he went to Qiongbi and fell to Huangquan. People searched for him thousands of times, but they couldn't find him. It turned out that he was collected by Wuwang.

He was speechless, "The Immortal Venerable has taken over two ancient spiritual weapons by himself?"

Wu Wang lowered his eyelids indifferently, and left his gaze: "It's not that I occupied it, it was when I asked for the spirit weapon, they appeared at the same time."

Seeking for the spirit weapon and getting the follow of two spirit weapons, most practitioners can only keep one of them.

When Wu Wang got it back then, Yuan Zongzhu once said, keep it well, and leave it to a Taoist companion in the future.

Unexpectedly, he practiced the ruthless way later, so the sword has been kept away, and it has never played a role.

Jiang Meiqing was eager to try, trying to gather the spiritual power in her body.

Unexpectedly, Gu Jian seemed to have seen it over there, and walked over slowly with a smile on her face.

"Fengwei Sen, it's really a good sword, look at the sharpness, I can feel his sword energy only a dozen steps away."

As he was talking, he suddenly changed his voice and looked at Wu Wang meaningfully, "But why do I remember that this ancient spiritual weapon is two swords, one female and one male, and the Immortal Venerable gave this to my female goose, Is this a marriage proposal?"

Without hearing the words, he took a deep look at him, then lowered his eyelids to hide his emotions.

Jiang Meiqing rolled Gu Jian's eyes, and there was warning in her eyes.

Gu Jian laughed loudly, and didn't take it seriously, she just patted him on the shoulder, "Treasure good things, and people are the same!"

Afterwards, everyone flew with their swords. Today's weather was suitable and there was no disturbance from demons. They actually traveled hundreds of miles a day and arrived at the foot of Buzhou Mountain at sunset.

Different from the mountain where Mu Yunzong is located, towering and unreachable, Buzhou Mountain seems to be independent from the world, a lone and high mountain stands outside the Xiangjiang River, looking down from mid-air, surrounded by clouds and mist, The fairy bird hovered above it.

An almost invisible ray of light shrouded the top of the mountain. It was the formation of Buzhou Mountain to prevent outsiders from entering by mistake.

Jiang Meiqing looked at it, Bu Zhoushan was vaguely still the same as before, and suddenly felt inexplicable.

During the rush of heart and blood, the spiritual power was slackened and could not be gathered, and the sword under his feet was also wobbly.

Wu Wang glanced at him from the side, Yu Jian flew over, grabbed his wrist, and helped him balance.

He said in a low voice, "What are you thinking? Concentrate."

Jiang Meiqing: ...

Of course, they couldn't land directly on the top of the mountain, so they could only land on the side of Buzhou Mountain separated by a river.

After walking for several days and finally arriving, everyone’s fatigue was swept away, and there are common people’s houses along the river bank, so today can be regarded as a good meal.

All the disciples were very happy, and they went outside after putting their burdens in the inn together.

Only after Jiang Meiqing entered the inn, she didn't want to go out and stayed in the room.

"Aren't you going outside for a walk?"

Wuwang asked him, but he shook his head, lost in interest.

Wu Wang was a little puzzled, and said: "Jingming has already gone up the mountain, and he can report this matter to the suzerain of Buzhou Mountain soon. We will only stay here for a day or two, why don't we go outside to see the scenery here?"

He knows this neighborhood better than anyone.

Jiang Meiqing lay lazily on the table, uninterested and in a very low mood.

Wuwang frowned and looked at him, thought for a while, and said: "There are many mountains and forests around here, why don't you go hunt two game meats and roast them?"

Jiang Meiqing still shook her head.

"Xianzun go on his own, don't worry about me."

While talking, he took off his outer robe and lay down on the bed, his whole body seemed to be listless, without any energy.

I don't know why, but seeing his love for death, I was very worried, so I asked the waiter to fetch some light food and bring it to the room.

However, Jiang Meiqing didn't even taste it.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Wu Wang watched his face turned in, didn't say a word, didn't even look at him.

He pondered for a moment and began to examine himself.

"Are you still mad at me?"

The two of them had a little quarrel last night, aren't they going to be all right today?Does he still mind?

Jiang Meiqing shook her head and said nothing.

Wu Wang: ...

He was completely helpless, and this was the first time I saw him like this. He used to be in high spirits, interested in everything.

But now?

Ask and can't come out.

Forced but not forced.

Wu Wang felt a terrible headache, so he sat on the side and looked at him for a while.

It wasn't until the sun set outside, the twilight closed, the window was not closed in time, and the wind on the river was cool, that he realized that it was already night.

And Jiang Meiqing seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, without any movement.

Wu Wang looked at the untouched food on the table, sighed, and asked the waiter to come over and take it away.

He thought about it again, maybe Gu Jian knew why, that person seemed to...know him better than him.

Wu Wang grimaced slightly, opened the door and was about to go out, but the person on the bed suddenly turned over and called him back.

"Where is the immortal?"

The words Wu Wang was about to say were a little stagnant: "I went to find Gu Jian, maybe you have something to say to him."

Jiang Meiqing froze for a moment, not knowing why.

But he didn't want Wu Wang to leave, so he lay on the bed and said weakly, "Don't go, Immortal Venerable—sleep with me."

Jiang Meiqing suddenly wanted to hug someone very much.

Wu Wang was stunned for a moment, raised his legs and walked over, took off his boots, and lay down on it.

Jiang Meiqing snuggled into his arms and hugged him tightly.It seemed that only by hugging him tightly could the emptiness in my heart be filled.

He sighed slightly, raised his head suddenly, and bit Wuwang's chin.

Wu Wang clasped the back of his head, lingered on the corner of his mouth for a moment, and tasted it, "You are not in good health now..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Meiqing had already extended his chin to the corner of his mouth. His kisses were usually subtle, falling like snowflakes, but with a temperature that could not be ignored.

Wu Wu grabbed his hand that was wandering around him, "Stop making trouble, your mood is not suitable today."

Jiang Meiqing refused, and rubbed even harder, clinging to him tightly, exhausting all her strength, as if she wanted to embed herself into Wu Wang's body.

Wu Wang felt that his mood today was particularly wrong, but he couldn't figure out why.

Let him rub against each other, but gradually his body became disorganized.

Finally, he couldn't help but whispered, "You goblin."

Then he turned over and stepped forward.

The tall figure shrouded Jiang Meiqing's top, and when the two finally became one, he let out a long breath, as if extremely satisfied.

Even at this time, he didn't forget to practice both. At this time, Jiang Meiqing, who had experience, was already familiar with the way, and the effect of practice was much better than last time.

Wu Wang didn't embarrass him this time, but helped him, and with his strong spiritual power poured in, the blocked Linhai was dredged bit by bit.Although it will take time to fully open up, it is no longer completely blocked like before, and it cannot tolerate any spiritual power.

Jiang Meiqing was obviously exhausted to the extreme, but she still refused to rest and hooked him again and again.

Wu Wang had never seen a man so soft like him, like a goblin in the dark night, inexplicably touched the scholar's bed, and since then, the fire from the sky and the thunder can't be extinguished.

It wasn't until the light of day that the two embraced each other contentedly and fell asleep.

If Jing Ming hadn't come back yet, and everyone needed to rest in this inn for another day, I'm afraid there would be a delay.

Wu Wang was awakened by the heat, the person in his arms seemed to be on fire.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, only to realize that he had a fever, his face was so pale that there was almost no trace of blood, his lips were just cracked, and he moaned softly.

Don't rush to put on clothes and get up.

He opened the door, called the waiter from the store, asked them to boil water with shredded ginger, and brought in a bucket of hot water.

Jiang Meiqing was forcibly awakened by Wu Wang, and put him in the water to force the heat off his body.

After tossing and tossing like this, from morning to noon, his heat subsided slightly, and he woke up faintly.It's just that the look is a little blank.

Wuwang's heart was anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

It happened that Gu Jian came to knock on the door, probably from yesterday to now, he hadn't seen Jiang Meiqing go out, and it was a bit weird, so he came to have a look.

Wu Wang closed the door, led him away a little, and asked him: "What's the matter with him?"

Gu Jian froze for a moment, "What happened to him?"

Wu Wang: ...

Seeing that he didn't look like he was lying, Wu Wuwang said slowly, "Since he arrived here yesterday, he has been devastated. He doesn't eat or drink. He also had a fever last night, and he doesn't have any energy."

As soon as he said this, Gu Jian's mind became clear, and she immediately understood.

But he couldn't help it, he spread his hands, "Xianzun, there is no solution to this matter."

Seeing Wu Wang looking at him with disbelief, he had no choice but to explain again: "If the Immortal Venerable wants him to be fine, he should deal with this matter as soon as possible and take him away."

Gu Jian sighed quietly and shook her head.

He has never been a self-sufficient person, and his thinking is very different from Jiang Meiqing.

Wuwang asked him, as if he didn't ask, he went back to the room depressed. .

Originally thought that Jiang Meiqing was still sleeping again, but unexpectedly he sat up.

Seeing him coming in, she asked him, "Is Jingming back?"

Seeing that it was rare for him to be willing to speak, Wu Wuwang said, "I should be back today."

Jiang Meiqing nodded, gave a soft "oh", and lay down again after a while, as if nothing aroused his interest anymore.

Wu Wang frowned slightly, and suddenly felt something unusual in his question just now.

He was not on good terms with Jing Ming, so he asked him suddenly, what do you mean?

The author has something to say: double update!I didn't expect it~ I may rest tomorrow

感谢在2021-09-2916:51:08~2021-09-2920:47:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottle of Fazuo Saiyi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard