A gentleman riding a red dust smile

Returning to Luhuadang from Qingyan Mountain, Song Lingshuang felt much more relaxed, and talked more than usual during dinner.Changsun Huan and Mrs. Shuang finally felt at ease.

After dinner, Song Lingshuang went back to her room, and was about to take out a few copies of the heart method given by the master, but she heard a knock on the door, "Are you asleep?" It was Changsun Jue.

Song Lingshuang opened the door and slapped Sun Jue on the forehead, "Sleep right after eating, am I a pig?"

Changsun Jue paused unnaturally, followed Song Lingshuang into the room.

It was rare that the grandson Jue came to him on his own initiative. Song Lingshuang was actually very happy in his heart, but he still had a disapproving attitude on his face, and asked jokingly, "Young master Changsun, why don't you go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing, what's the matter?"

Chang Sun Jue was a little embarrassed by him, but still bit the bullet and handed out the thing in his hand, "It's for you."

Song Lingshuang saw that it was a dark red bracelet.Just about to complain about how to give such a sissy thing, Changsun Jue slightly used his spiritual power, and the bracelet turned into a long whip.

Ever since the whip was broken that night, Song Lingshuang hadn't specially equipped weapons, and practiced kung fu with them on the school grounds.

He took the long whip from Changsun Jue, and stroked the whip with his fingertips.The head of this whip is dark red, the body of the whip is black and shiny, with a faint cold light, it feels strong but not tough, and the material is extraordinary at first glance.

The little spiritual power that Changsun Jue poured into the whip just now disappeared, and the long whip turned into a bracelet again, wrapping around Song Lingshuang's right wrist seamlessly. The color matched his red belt very well.

Song Lingshuang raised his wrist, looked left and right, and said in amazement: "Good stuff! Thank you!"

Changsun Jue's expression finally eased slightly, but he said: "Keep it if you like it, throw it away if you don't like it." Then he felt a little embarrassed, coughed lightly, and said, "I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute!" Song Lingshuang hurriedly grabbed Chang Sun Jue, "Why are you leaving in such a hurry, stay and sleep, and talk to me by the way!" After being ignored by Chang Sun Jue for nearly two years, he finally came to the door on his own initiative. How could he let it go so easily?Speaking of which, Song Lingshuang really misses the days when Sun Jue was in her arms when she was a child.

Changsun Jue's body froze, and he said in a daze, "No! It's too crowded!"

"Squeeze why? You slept with me when you were a child!" Song Lingshuang said.

Changsun Jue suddenly blushed, and said coldly as if trying to hide it: "It's not a child anymore!"

Song Lingshuang lowered her eyes to appear lonely when she heard the words, and muttered, "Yes, A Jue has grown up, and she won't even kiss me anymore..."

Seeing his expression, Changsun Jue immediately frowned and was at a loss for words.He was silent for a while, thinking that Song Lingshuang had also experienced a lot of twists and turns today, so he let him go for a while, so with a stinky face of extreme reluctance, he turned over and collapsed without saying a word.Song Lingshuang raised his eyebrows and smiled after succeeding in his treacherous plan, and Pidianpidian went up, not forgetting to ask Changsun Jue to move in a little bit, "You have a lot of things to do, why bother!" Then he waved his hand and turned off the lights in the room .

The bright moonlight shines in through the half-open paper window, so that the room will not be invisible.

Song Lingshuang leaned on his left hand, and elbowed Chang Sun Jue beside him with his right elbow, "A Jue, to be honest, you have been bored for two years after ignoring me?" The appearance of calling "Xianggong" behind him couldn't help laughing out loud.

Changsun Jue didn't need to look at it, but he also knew that Song Lingshuang must have a rascal face at this time, so he answered him without any surprise: "Get out!"

Song Lingshuang said with a playful smile: "The bed is only this big, if I roll again, I'll get out of bed!"

Changsun Jue didn't seem to hear his nonsense, so he stopped talking.

After a moment of silence, Song Lingshuang said softly, "Thank you for giving me the whip."

Changsun Jue didn't make a sound for a long time, and when Song Lingshuang almost thought he was falling asleep, he suddenly asked, "What... are you going to name it?"

Song Lingshuang turned over, turned his back to him and said, "Let me think about it..."

After a while, Changsun Jue hesitated to speak: "You..."

Song Lingshuang turned over, propped his head on his elbows, and looked down at Changsun Jue beside him from above: "What are you? When did you speak so awkwardly?"

For some reason, Changsun Jue turned his head to avoid his gaze, and said, "You, what did you say?"

"Hey, that's it, what do you care about?" Song Lingshuang said carelessly, not even noticing that Chang Sun Jue was afraid of touching his nightmarish memories. "Ling Shuang." He said, "Jing Ziling's 'Ling', Qin Shuang's 'Shuang'." He thought of Mrs. Shuang's tears streaming down her face when she heard it, and sighed again in his heart, a mother is enough to have a confidant like this.In the darkness, he didn't even realize it. When he thought this way, he subconsciously glanced at Changsun Jue beside him.

Changsun Jue didn't speak, but heard them all.

As the night deepened, the two chatted without saying a word.Same as when I was a child, most of the time it was Song Lingshuang who was talking, and Changsun Jue just hummed from time to time.

"The years when you ignored me, I was miserable..." Song Lingshuang had to complain every few words, trying to arouse the guilt in Changsun Jue's heart, and put an end to the bad habit of ignoring people at every turn.Talking and talking, I don't know when, but fell into a deep sleep.

For the first time since her birthday, Song Lingshuang had no dreams and slept very peacefully next to Changsun Jue.

When Song Lingshuang woke up the next morning, Changsun Jue had already left.He looked at the quilt beside him, smiled lightly, then got up and walked towards Ewha Garden.As expected, Changsun Jue practiced sword there.

Changsun Jue's sword was given to him when he was six years old. At that time, he had been practicing swordsmanship for two years.When Sovereign Changsun and Mrs. Shuang handed the sword to the young Changsun Jue, Song Lingshuang was also beside him.He still remembered that the youngest son, Sun Jue, took over a sword that was about the same length as him, and glanced at him.The little guy has not forgotten the good habit of sharing something good with "Xianggong".

Song Lingshuang patted his head, smiled and said to him, "This is yours!"

Changsun Jue's face was full of shy joy.

Changsun Huan said, "This sword will follow you from now on. What name will you give it?"

Naming his natal sword was a big deal, and he thought he needed to think about it, but Zhang Sun Jue was just a little taken aback, and named it "Jun Xiao".

Jun Xiao is an extraordinary product. Over the years, he has already given birth to a sword spirit and recognized his master.Only when the master's spiritual weapon is used can it exert its maximum effect, and it cannot be used by anyone other than its owner.At this time, Changsun Jue was dressed in white, and his sword was strong and crisp.Beads of sweat on his forehead wet the strand of hair in front of his forehead. At the age of 14, he still has the immaturity of a teenager, but his outline is getting sharper day by day.His dark and bright pupils chased the light on Jun Xiao's blade, making him appear more fierce.In the morning light, the sleeves of the clothes fluttered, and the black hair fluttered with the wind of the sword.For a while, Song Lingshuang was a little dazed.

Changsun Jue noticed Song Lingshuang standing there, and looked at him with a pair of black eyes.Or because he had exercised his muscles and bones, there was a bit of water in his eyes, and he looked a little dazed.The morning light coated his handsome face, adding a bit of warmth.

Song Lingshuang was suddenly blessed to his heart.He shouted happily to Changsun Jue: "My whip has a name." He raised his right hand, and the red bracelet on his wrist turned into a long whip, "It's called 'Hongchen'."

Changsun Jue looked at Song Lingshuang, and it was rare that he didn't have the taste to ridicule him. "The name is a good name." The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and the smile seemed to have a special meaning. "The next thing is to see if you can make it convince you!"

Song Lingshuang didn't understand Changsun Jue's words at first, but he didn't realize how powerful Hongchen was until he started practicing whipping again.

Ordinary weapons are gradually spiritualized by the monk's aura, and the power of this type of weapon is mostly attached to the monk's spiritual power.And there is a type of weapon that has its own spirit, and has extremely high requirements for practitioners.If the practitioner's spiritual power is not enough to control it, not only will he not be able to exert the full power of the weapon, he may not even be able to achieve what he wants.Jun Xiao is like this, and so is Hong Chen.

Moreover, Song Lingshuang discovered that Hongchen not only has extraordinary aura, but also has a trace of demonic power in it, and if he is a little careless, he will be controlled by him.He couldn't help wondering where Changsun Jue got such a whip.

In the beginning Song Lingshuang used Hongchen, and there were six out of ten times when he was still playing with the whip, Hongchen would turn into a bracelet willfully, no matter how he used his spiritual power to drive him, he would never turn into a whip again.However, how could Song Lingshuang be a person who would admit defeat? Three or four hours of practice a day was not enough, so he practiced for five or six hours, vowing to tame the world of mortals!

In the tug-of-war with the world of mortals, the youthful years passed like a fleeting moment. In the blink of an eye, three years later, Song Lingshuang turned 21, and Changsun Jue also passed his 17th birthday.With the accumulation of days, months, months, and years, even though Hongchen still hasn't recognized the master, Song Lingshuang can use [-]% to [-]% of its power.

In the past three years, apart from the Song family being wiped out, another major event happened.

The Xia clan plague broke out in Yinshan Mountain, and Xia's family was not spared.The Xia family was originally the head of the eight great immortal sects, but due to the severe damage caused by the epidemic, the sect gradually withered.

Unfortunately, the Xie clan of Xiqi and the He clan of Qianchuan happened to have been to Yinshan Mountain to discuss the matters of the martial arts training meeting with the Xia lord Xia Ruxuan at that time, and they were also infected with the plague.

The patriarch of the He family, He Lian, died of an illness, leaving only orphans and widows.The clan fights for the position of suzerain for a while.After the civil strife, He Ling, He Lian's younger brother, took over as suzerain, and his power was no longer what it used to be, and he was basically attached to Fahrenheit.

Only Xiqi controlled the epidemic at the beginning of the outbreak so that it could not spread, and the casualties were not too great.It's just that old suzerain Xie died because of this, and his eldest son Xie Feng succeeded as suzerain.Xie Feng was born with many illnesses, and it was his half-brother, Xiulian Jun Xie Tong who actually dealt with various matters.

The epidemic is raging and only infects those who have formed a pill.The infected person suffered from tingling pain all over his body, and died of bleeding from the seven orifices after one month.In order to find out the reason, Chang Yuan, the ghost doctor, took the risk of disemboweling the victims of the plague, and found that the bones of all the victims of the plague had red lines like flames.This plague poison is attached to the golden core of the practitioner, eroding the blood and bones.Chang Yuan's painstaking research failed to come up with a cure.Fortunately, he successfully developed a elixir, which can prevent a healthy person from getting sick if he takes it.From then on, all practitioners must take this medicine.Thanks to this, the disease disappeared from the world within three years.This plague came to be known as the Red Flame Plague.

After the red flame epidemic, only five of the seven great families remained.

The Changsun family of Minghe is naturally still among the five families.It's just that the Changsun family is famous for its integrity, and they don't charge extra rewards when they go out to eliminate evil spirits and kill demons.In the event of a famine in Minghe, there is no lack of time to post money outside.Although people who practice often do not seek profit, but they are also practicing, and places where life is easier will always be more favored.Therefore, the number of disciples with other surnames who defected to the Changsun family has gradually decreased in recent years, which has created a reputation, but the family status is relatively small compared to other big families.

The Changsun family is famous for being sympathetic to the sufferings of the world, but Luhuadang is famous for the two sons in recent years.These two people are in their teens and twenties, and they always hang out together, one is hot and the other is cold, one is moving and the other is still, one is dressed in green and the other is dressed in white.These two sons are naturally Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue.

Song Lingshuang was considered tall in the crowd, but Changsun Jue had grown to be half a head taller than him in the past few years.There are no ugly people in the bloodline of the aristocratic family. Song Lingshuang claims to be good-looking, but the elder Sun Jue is even more outstanding when he grows up as a young man.

Song Lingshuang's good looks are gentle.His face is like jade, his eyes are like stars, and there is an inconspicuous mole under the corner of his left eye, and he is full of charm when he smiles.There was a touch of cynicism in that smile, provoking all beings.He was dressed in a dark, slim long gown, his frivolity could not be suppressed, but it covered a bit of frivolity, and he was heroic.

Changsun Jue's handsomeness gives people a distance.His long eyes are indifferent and ruthless, his exquisite facial features and sharp outline make him so cold that strangers should not get close to him.She was dressed in Shengxue white without any color, and her natural skin color was already a little fairer than ordinary people, making her look even more frosty.

Standing together, the two looked like people who had stepped out of a painting, so handsome that the girls couldn't take their eyes off.The two of them are well-known on the "Beauty's Dream People Ranking List" circulated privately in the boudoir of Chizhou girls.But as for the specific ranking, you have to ask unmarried girls to know.

Song Lingshuang knew that she was good-looking, but she thought she was worse than Changsun Jue.He always joked about it, "Ah Jue, tell me, in the eyes of girls, do you look good or me? If you ask me, your boss has such a face, maybe I rank higher. If you are willing to laugh more Smile, then you must be good-looking!"

"Are you narcissistic and crazy, have you lost your temper?"

"Look, look, you're a little uglier than me."

"roll!"

"Hahahaha!"

Three years ago, Changsun Huan officially brought Song Lingshuang into the practice of Changsun's sect.He knew very well that being born in a family of a sect is capital, and he was afraid that Song Lingshuang would be bullied because of his lack of support, so he made him a great disciple of the inner sect when he first started, so that he could gain a firm foothold in the sect.

In the past three years, Song Lingshuang has worked harder than anyone else in his practice, and he has never skipped classes even for the formation techniques and alchemy techniques that he hated in the past.But after all, the foundation is too poor, and most of the time I don't understand.As a big brother, although he still acts informally and often gets into trouble, he rarely looks like a big brother, but his attainments in martial arts and talisman are worthy of the status given by his master.Especially in martial arts, in the past two years, no one of the younger generation has been able to match him. Even if the eldest Sun Jue fights with all his strength, he will be defeated in all likelihood.With his status and ability, Song Lingshuang naturally gained prestige among all the juniors, and the inner disciples were even more willing to get close to him.Except Changsun Fu.

Changsun Fu, named Mingzhao, is the eldest son of Changsun Huan's second brother, and Changsun Jue's cousin, who is several months older than Song Lingshuang.Song Lingshuang was everyone's elder brother before he was accepted as the inner eldest disciple of the Changsun family. When he woke up, he was suddenly kicked over by a person with a foreign surname, so he always looked down upon Song Lingshuang.

This day Song Lingshuang competed with Changsun Fu in martial arts, within ten strokes, Hong Chen rolled Changsun Fu's sword into his hands.The victory was too easy, and Song Lingshuang felt no sense of accomplishment, so he threw the sword back casually.

Changsun Fu put away his sword and snorted coldly, "Senior brother is really amazing! I'm afraid it's not enough to compete with me and other junior brothers!"

Song Lingshuang had long been used to the yin and yang of the second junior brother, and smiled lightly, "It's hard for others to say, it's really not fun to fight with junior brother Ming Zhao!"

"You...!" Changsun Fu didn't expect that he didn't even bother to say a few words of politeness, so he snorted and walked away.

"Are you not angry that he will die?" Changsun Jue said coldly from the side.If it is said that Song Lingshuang has become a senior brother who is close and admired by the disciples in the sect in the past three years, Changsun Jue has changed from the master of the Han Tianyuan back then to the idiot of the Song Clan's Immortal Sect, and is known far and wide for his insanity.For him, everything that has nothing to do with studying spells is a waste of time.

Song Lingshuang put away the world of mortals, and said with a smile: "He said it himself. People value themselves, and he only has this advantage left!"

Chang Sunjue stopped persuading him with an expression of "too lazy to care about you".He glanced at the setting sun and asked, "Go back?"

Song Lingshuang had no intention of leaving, and said, "You go first, and I will practice again."

There are nine realms of practice in the Chizhou mainland.When the pill is first formed, it is a realm.Above the Nine Realms, there is also the Immortal Realm.It is only possible to transform into a god when you reach the fairyland.There are many Nine Realms in the Golden Age, and there are more than a dozen people in the Fairyland. It is heard that some people have even truly transformed into gods.However, the spiritual energy in the world has changed drastically, the golden age has perished, and after the prehistoric period, no one in the Nine Realms can match it.Nowadays, there are only a handful of people in the world who can reach the eight realms.Hua Zhongyang, the suzerain of the Hua family in Qingzhou, is one, Ke Yichang, the suzerain of the Ke family in Beilu, is one, and Changsun Huan is also one.Xie Tong, the second master of Xiqi, is already a top-rank of the seventh realm, but he has not heard of any breakthrough in these years.

Before the third realm, it took about two or three years to rise to the first realm.But after the three realms, ordinary people need five to ten years to break through the first realm.Those above the five realms will be tempted by lightning when they break through the realm, and those who cannot withstand the thunder will fall into the realm, and what's more, they will die and disappear.Changsun Jue has been promoted to the fourth level in three years, which is considered a genius progress, and Song Lingshuang's third level when he graduated from Hantianyuan is now about to break through the fifth level.This is entirely the result of his tireless hard work.

Changsun Jue looked at Song Lingshuang's slightly thinner body, lowered his eyes slightly and said, "...you have been practicing for five hours." Maybe it was because he was eager to break through, but Song Lingshuang had been practicing for longer and longer recently.

Song Lingshuang smiled, only when he smiled at Changsun Jue, his smile was full of doting and teasing: "Hey, is A Jue worried about me, brother?"

As expected, a loud "roll" came as expected, and Chang Sun Jue threw up his sleeves angrily and left alone.

Song Lingshuang looked at his back, which was dyed orange red by the setting sun, getting farther and farther away, with a look of loneliness on his face.He whispered softly: "I'm not like you, I'm not a genius, so I need to work harder than you."

Even if it's just one technique, if you can't do it to the extreme, you will always be slaughtered by someone strong.Just like that night, he could only watch helplessly as the blood of his clansmen splashed on the spot but he was helpless.The despair of being crushed to the ground has haunted him like a nightmare for three years.Only by constantly practicing and becoming stronger can he be less anxious.

He breathed in and concentrated, the red dust on his wrist turned into a long whip, flying in the twilight.

Song Lingshuang was so hungry after practicing that she ran to the kitchen alone at night to find something to eat.The stove had already been cleaned up, but Song Lingshuang still found a familiar white cloth in the cupboard.He grinned, knowing that today's dinner is also settled.When I opened it, I saw a bowl of fish soup and a chicken leg, and the fish soup was still warm.

It is common for Song Lingshuang to miss dinner because of practicing.But thanks to this junior who loves late night snacks, he can always gain something in the kitchen.Song Lingshuang said with a smile in his heart: "Junior brother, I'm sorry today too! You have to bear with it first, seniors and young are orderly, it's important to show filial piety to senior brother." So he picked up the fish soup and drank it down.After drinking, I found that there was a spell at the bottom of the bowl that I had never seen before.Song Lingshuang was extremely gifted in understanding talisman, even though he had never seen it before, he could tell that it should be a fire talisman. "I see." He looked at the bottom of the bowl with interest.Homemade fire talisman warm fish soup, this junior is quite creative!

Song Lingshuang was very satisfied after seeing it, and walked out of the kitchen with the chicken legs dangling.While gnawing on the chicken leg, he dangled towards his house, gnawed so intently on the chicken leg, that he accidentally bumped into someone on the road.Song Lingshuang looked up and met Chang Sun Jue's disgusted gaze, and then realized that the chicken leg in his hand had hit Chang Sun Jue's chest.A white dress just left a greasy mark...

"Ah Jue..." Song Lingshuang looked embarrassed, and her oily hands were still fiddling with Changsun Jue's clothes pretendingly, "Why don't you take it off and I'll send it to be washed for you?"

Changsun Jue looked coldly at Song Lingshuang's greasy paws, his face was as cold as ice, and he turned and left, "No need."

Song Lingshuang felt that Changsun Jue was in a bad mood at this time, and felt that it should not be just because he had soiled his clothes, so he quickly followed up and asked, "Ah Jue, what's the matter? Who upset you?"

"It's nothing." Changsun Jue still had a cold face.He said he was fine, but the air pressure dropped suddenly.

Song Lingshuang displayed his stalking spirit again, and followed Changsun Jue all the way back to his house.When he entered the room, he just finished eating the chicken legs, so he casually picked up the handkerchief prepared by his servants to wash Changsun Jue's face, wiped his mouth and hands, unceremoniously picked up a pot of tea on the table, poured it into his mouth and poured it on the bed. Lying down, said: "If you don't tell me, I won't leave today."

With a bowl of hot soup and a chicken leg, Song Lingshuang was so satisfied that he just wanted to sleep, anyway, he didn't intend to leave tonight.A few years ago, he inlaid the Ender Shadow of his parents with a silver pendant, hung it around his neck, and never left his body.At this time, he subconsciously stroked the silver pendant hanging around his neck.

When Sun Jue returned to the house, he saw a letter on the table, and his expression eased slightly.Song Lingshuang didn't miss this detail. Over the past few years, Changsun Jue has been communicating with someone.He didn't say anything, and Song Lingshuang didn't ask.

Changsun Jue sat down at the table, frowned after a while and said, "Hua Zhongyang came to propose marriage to father today."

Hua Zhongyang, the suzerain of the Hua family in Qingzhou.That mighty Hua Zhongyang came to propose marriage, and the object could only be the eldest son, so Song Lingshuang almost spit out a sip of tea, "What? That narcissist? Master won't agree?" But Song Lingshuang also knew in his heart that since the red After the flame epidemic, only five of the eight great families remained.But now that the Hokuriku Ke family is growing in its own way, the Fahrenheit who ranks first must feel the crisis deeply, so they have no choice but to find the eldest Sun family to expand their snobbery through marriage.

Seeing that the elder Sun Jue was silent, Song Lingshuang deliberately teased him: "Ah Jue, congratulations! It is rumored that the daughters of the Hua family are all as beautiful as gods, and everyone is rushing to get them!"

Changsun Jue frowned, lowered his voice and said, "I won't marry."

"Don't rush to say no! Come on, tell me which one it is, so that I can check it for you!" Song Lingshuang got up and approached Changsun Jue, admiring Changsun Jue's awkward look with great interest.

Changsun Jue raised his eyes, looked at Song Lingshuang, with a trace of sullenness in his eyes, and asked, "Do you want me to marry?"

Asked by him, Song Lingshuang was stunned and didn't know how to answer.In order to ease the embarrassment in his heart, Song Lingshuang stretched out his hand and ruffled Changsun Jue's hair, "It has nothing to do with me whether you want to marry a wife yourself! Okay, okay, I'm always unhappy, why do you think you have such a bad temper..." As he said that, he lay down back on Changsun Jue's bed with a sullen face.

Changsun Jue took a sip of tea and said nothing.Although his father did not force this matter on him today, he knew that with Hua's current power, it would be difficult for his father to do so.However, he would never marry a woman he had never even met.

Song Lingshuang hugged the teapot as if he had drunk enough, seeing Chang Sun Jue still sitting at the table with his frizzy hair frowning, and patted the bed impatiently, "Come here, sleep! What's so great! Isn't it just Hua Zhong Yang? Tomorrow, I'll tell the master, if you don't want to, you don't want to, who can force our family, A Jue?"

Changsun Jue turned his head, and there was a slight wave in his eyes, "If you don't want to, you don't want to?"

Song Lingshuang lay on the bed with his left hand pillowed, his left leg crossed his right knee, and he said proudly, "Of course. I'll support you!"

Changsun Jue walked slowly to the bed, his serious appearance made Song Lingshuang a little embarrassed.Changsun Jue bent down and stared at Song Lingshuang's eyes, which made Song Lingshuang's face feel hot for no reason.Changsun Jue narrowed his long eyes slightly, and said slowly in a deep voice, "You said it!"

Song Lingshuang turned his head, as if he wanted to quickly reveal this chapter, and said, "I said it! Alright, alright. Hurry up and go to bed. Brother, my bones are about to fall apart, give me a pinch!"

Changsun Jue kicked Song Lingshuang inside, "Get lost!"

A few days later, Changsun Huan asked Changsun Jue and Song Lingshuang to discuss matters in the study.When Song Lingshuang went to Changsun Jue's house to look for him, he saw that he was stuffing a letter into an envelope.

Which girl is it?Song Lingshuang thought about it but pretended not to, "Master let us go there."

Changsun Jue nodded in understanding, stuffed the letter into his sleeve, and followed Song Lingshuang to the study.

When Changsun Huan saw the two, he sighed and said, "There are winged tigers in the west of Minghe, so go and experience it." Song Lingshuang's eldest Sun Jue also knew in his heart that this was Changsun Huan's plan to slow down Hua Zhongyang.

There have been three evils in Chizhou mainland since ancient times.Monsters, evil spirits and walking corpses.Ferocious beasts absorb spiritual energy and become monsters.Wandering souls absorb spiritual energy and turn into evil spirits, the most violent evil spirits are also called evil spirits.Resentment combined with spiritual energy deposited on the corpse will become a walking corpse.But the golden age died out, and the walking corpses no longer existed after the prehistoric times. Nowadays, monsters and evil spirits are the main targets for practitioners to eliminate harm.

Xianmen divides monsters into five classes.The fifth class is the lowest, and the first class is the highest.Mavericks are second class and very tricky.

Sending two people as young as Song Lingshuang and Sun Jue there this time, it cannot be said that it is not dangerous.Changsun Huan and Mrs. Shuang were both reluctant and worried.However, in the face of Fahrenheit pressure, there is no other way but this method.If it is an ordinary beast, other disciples are enough.Only ferocious beasts above the second class, such as winged tigers, need to send direct disciples.Before the couple left, they asked in every possible way and did what they could.The implication is that if you can't fight, you can run away, just make a fool of yourself and come back.

There are not many opportunities to kill the second-class beasts. Going to Tuyihu can avoid the pressure of getting married. Secondly, they have practiced hard for many years. It is rare that only two people go this time, and they really want to test their own strength .Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue happily took over the task, made simple preparations, and set off for the Zhushan Forest in the western region where Maverick was.

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