What about the Master's text?

Since the two talked in Zhanglvtang that day, Jingfan seemed to have disappeared in the next two days.

Fuji originally avoided Jingfan, but later he tried to find someone but couldn't find him.

After seven days, a news came out from the cultivation world, saying that a nameless casual cultivator suddenly appeared in the place where the magic way was raging. He was dressed in red and turned the whole world of the magic way upside down, and even kidnapped the two guardians of the magic way To Heartbroken Cliff.

As soon as they heard the news, the sects from all walks of life were very surprised. They searched in the direction of the news, but they didn't see any red-clothed casual cultivators. Instead, only the two guardians were hung high on the tree. head.

From the time he heard the news, Fuji's face turned pale. He always thought that the casual cultivator in red was Jingfan, but when he rushed to the place first, there was no trace of Jingfan, only the guardian's meridians were cut off , dying.

But in just seven days, not only the two guardians died, there was a lot of noise everywhere, people in the demonic way were always killed, and their deaths were miserable.

"Brother Fu, this is too..." The word cruel is not enough to express the fear in everyone's hearts, they looked at the scattered corpses on the ground, and were stunned for a moment.

"Yunmiao Sect." Fu Ji spat out two words.

"What?" Everyone was a little puzzled, "What does this have to do with Yunmiao Sect?"

"The death conditions of these demon cultivators are no different from those of Yunmiao Sect disciples, and the methods are more ruthless."

"Not only that, he's becoming more and more proficient..." Fu Ji glanced over the layers of camphor wood, his voice was slightly hoarse, "I missed it."

The people around were confused when they heard this, and just about to continue asking, Fu Ji shook his head, "You deal with these corpses, don't let people see the original injuries easily."

"Why? Brother Fu, isn't he going to continue the investigation? The head of the sect has ordered before that this time, he must take that person back. This way of killing Moxiu, when the Moxiu reacts, he will always be retaliated. That person will be alone. Can't stop those demon cultivators."

"I'll take him back." Fu Ji paused, "Master understands, you don't need to worry about it."

Everyone nodded hesitantly.

Afterwards, Fu Ji and the disciples of the sect split into two groups. He had a premonition in his heart, and followed the traces all the way, and finally found the trace of Jingfan on the day before the beginning of summer.

Just stepping into the inn, a familiar figure went up to the second floor. He followed up a few steps without thinking, but just rounded the corner, a strong force hit him from behind, and he was dragged into a room, and was instantly restrained. live.

"Fu Ji?" Jing Fan knew that he was being followed all the way, but he didn't expect it to be Fu Ji. He was so surprised that he forgot that he had pressed him against the door.

"It really is you." Fuji's wrist hurt a little, but he didn't bother to say it, and asked in an uncomfortable posture: "You said you wouldn't take revenge rashly."

Jing Fan didn't expect him to be so straightforward when he came, first he was startled, then he let go of him, turned around and walked in, raised his hand and poured a cup of tea for Fu Ji first, "It's not rash, from the funeral of the master and the others I've been thinking about it for a long time."

During that time, he ostensibly took care of Yunmiao Sect and taught Jingxu how to practice, but most of the time he planned this over and over again.

"During the time I came to look for you, Moxiu was looking for your trace." Fu Ji took the tea cup and didn't drink it.

Jing Fan didn't have much reaction after hearing his words, but threw him another white jade bottle: "Take one."

Not only that, Jingfan also took out a few talismans and pasted them on the door.

"Scattering talisman?" Fu Ji stared at the talisman, "Are you still a talisman?"

No wonder the master was surprised, it is true that in the hundreds of years in the cultivation world, there have been no more or less talisman cultivators, and all the disciples of the great sect are sword cultivators, so talisman cultivators and alchemy cultivators are always weaker than sword cultivators .

"It's just written casually. After all, it's no better than a serious talisman repair." After Jing Fan finished posting, he watched Fu Ji take the elixir, and explained: "You just follow me, and you probably don't know where this is."

Fu Ji was taken aback for a moment, he didn't pay attention.

"Nine Springs River."

Jing Fan asked Fu Ji to sit down, and handed him a small box. When he opened it, there was a round white jade bead inside.

Fu Ji suddenly understood.

Although the Jiuquan River is called this, it is actually a wasteland, and a gateless city stands at the westernmost point.People who come here include decent monks and demon cultivators, and even the appearance of monsters is not surprising.

In addition, it is far away from an upright sect, and there is no one to manage it. Over time, there will be mixed fish and dragons here. There are people who fight each other with swords and swords every day, but most of them are people who have no time to pay attention.

"I got the news two days ago that the devil Bai Chu has come to Jiuquanhe." Jing Fan sat beside Fu Ji. The inn was not big, and the room was even smaller. Sitting at the table, their arms were almost touching.

Jing Fan didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but Fu Ji froze.

He has never liked to get too close to people, but surprisingly, whenever he gets close to Jing Fan, he doesn't feel disgusted, but... some palpitations.

"What's the matter?" Jing Fan looked at him: "You have been with me all the way, and you probably haven't rested. It's getting late, why don't you go and rest first."

The worried look on Jing Fan's face could not be concealed, Fu Ji's eyes flickered, and he stood up awkwardly, but tripped with his left foot and right foot... his body fell back uncontrollably.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Jing Fan grabbed him and saved Fu Ji from falling.

"Thank you." Fu Ji blushed when he stood firm. They were all cultivators, but they were sprained, but they didn't have time to react. Such a big embarrassment happened, and it was extremely embarrassing.

"You don't seem to be in good spirits, go and rest for a while, and we'll go out tomorrow morning." Jing Fan happily made a decision for Fu Ji, and then went outside to get water for a bath.

The Jiuquan River has a dry climate, less water and more sand and dust. Jing Fan didn't plan to fetch water with the inn's waiter, but squeezed the water spell and filled a bucket full of it in the bathtub.

The room is divided into inside and outside, but it is separated by a simple screen, and Jingfan just thinks that Fu Ji has rested first, and soaks on the other side of the screen.

After running around for half a month, I killed a lot of demon cultivators. When purifying Vatican, my body was covered in blood. Every time I squeezed the water purification formula or found a clean stream, I went down to tidy it up hastily.

Now in the bathtub, it is very comfortable, he sighed softly, leaning on the barrel to recall a series of things during this period.

But he didn't know that on the other side of the screen, Fu Ji couldn't sleep at all.

He had something hidden in his heart, and he had been concerned about the safety of Jingfan some time ago, and today he finally found him, but he still couldn't breathe a sigh of relief.

Jing Fan has something to hide from him.

And he's not as relaxed as he looks.

Fu Ji felt that he had put an invisible shackle on him now, and he couldn't escape or take it off.

The sound of the water was not loud, Fu Ji glanced sideways, Jing Fan's figure was faintly printed on the screen, he had lost weight again.

"Can't sleep?" Jing Fan's voice suddenly sounded, Fu Ji froze, and closed his eyes subconsciously, but he realized in a flash that Jing Fan was not in front of him, and closing his eyes now was just to cover his ears and steal the bell.

"It's okay." Fuji replied in a slightly lower voice, and Jingfan smiled: "You may not be very used to the outside environment."

He didn't mean to be mocking or ironic, and Fu Ji didn't care about it either, so he thought for a while and replied: "Not at all."

"Then sleep on the same bed tonight, do you mind?"

As soon as Jing Fan opened his mouth, Fu Ji was completely stunned.

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It's a little short tonight, I'll make it up tomorrow, good night~