Palace Lord, he just wants to be beautiful

Jiang Hanjiao's cave is in the sky-swallowing clam, which is embedded in the cliff of the seabed ravine.

Everyone thought that Tang Huan and Yan Fei had escaped in a flash, but they didn't expect that they didn't leave at all, but directly sneaked into the bottom of the cliff, in the boundless darkness at their feet.

At a cave at the bottom of the cliff, Tang Huan looked up and vaguely saw several figures floating not far away. His half-open lips trembled slightly, his throat seemed to be choked and he couldn't speak.

That lightning calamity descended suddenly, catching everyone by surprise and taking at least dozens of lives!

Killed so many people, but Yan Fei seemed to have nothing happened, and even regretted that there were no eighteen caves among the dead.

"Among the visitors are the disciples of the Water Moon Sect..." Tang Huan managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Did you see it?"

Yan Fei pulled him to continue diving, and at the same time carefully explored the surroundings, any conscious monsters were shaken to pieces by him.

"Water Moon Sect?" He said in a toneless manner, in a somewhat perfunctory way: "I didn't pay attention."

"Maybe there are juniors you know."

"Is it."

Tang Huan didn't know if he was being too tactful, or if Yan Fei really regarded human life as worthless. He guessed that the latter was most likely to be the latter. He knew the villain's temperament early on, and he couldn't help but feel palpitations after experiencing it, "In case of manslaughter... What should I do?"

"The people who came after me were either for killing me or for the sword spirit. How could there be a theory of manslaughter?" Yan Fei said calmly, and finally found a cave in the depths of the sea, which seemed to be inhabited.

He let go of Tang Huan, and went into the cave by himself. Not long after, there was a mournful dragon chant, and after a while, Yan Fei came out to signal him to go in.

Tang Huan stepped into the cave stiffly, looking at the cave that had been cleaned up, his back shivered for no reason.

Yan Fei noticed his reaction and played with taste: "Is the palace master cold?"

"I seem to hear a dragon cry?"

"There used to be only a golden core-level flood dragon living here, and it looks like it's recuperating."

Tang Huan became even colder. It didn't look like anyone else lived in this cave, and even his breath disappeared without a trace.

"What about the others?"

Yan Fei placed the coffin on the coffin in the cave, swallowed a pill to stop bleeding and strengthen Qi, and then said lightly: "Of course I killed him."

After all, he even took out an inner alchemy the size of a fist from the mustard space, and said with a half-smile: "The monster clan is full of treasures, it took a while to remove the bones, the palace master is waiting?"

"...Are you trying to scare me?"

Yan Fei put away her gloomy smile in an instant, dropped the inner alchemy on the wound on her abdomen to absorb, ignored Tang Huan, and began to heal on her own.

Although the two escaped from the siege again, it did not mean that things had really turned the page.

Tang Huan hid into the Sky Swallowing Clam for no reason, which not only made Yan Fei miss the opportunity to compete for the sword spirit, but also made him lose the thunder calamity he just swallowed. The snake venom that has been drained, the sea of ​​consciousness that is shattered inside... there are too many to count.

Yan Fei didn't even have the strength to ask questions now, she just wanted to rest for a while.

Tang Huan went to the bedside and sat down, hesitating to speak to Yan Fei's bleeding sword wound, but finally said nothing, and poured spiritual energy into the bloody wound.

Tang Huan also killed people, but most of them were the ones who attacked him first. He recalled the situation just now. If Yan Fei didn't attack, he could only use the sword spirit to get out of trouble. In the end, he might still kill people. But the bloody target was replaced by him.

Thinking about the experience of the villain after he was born, his eyes became complicated and he skipped this topic.

At this moment, the two people in the cave felt an ancient force from far to near at the same time. Yan Fei's complexion turned pale, but Tang Huan heaved a long sigh of relief after a brief moment of stupefaction.

"There is a sword spirit who recognizes the master." This time it is finally not him!

The spirit of love and the spirit of fear jumped out of the sea of ​​consciousness, and looked in the direction of the breath with some puzzlement, "How long has it been, is the trial of the fifth and the sixth so easy?"

The spirit of fear said blankly: "I don't know."

Tang Huan also felt a little strange, the original book was far from that simple, and now the plot has become so thorough that even he can't figure out what's going on.

But it doesn't matter.

Tang Huan, who had seen countless ways of death for himself, was relieved. From the moment he stepped out of the shell, he didn't hold much hope for a long life.

An impulsive thought even popped up in his mind, before he died, he could just double cultivate with the villain once, and it would be regarded as the complete completion of "Tang Huan"'s mission, and it could also be regarded as a reward for Yan Fei's saving him these few times.

The two of them rested in the cave for a month, and the aura of a strong man continued to pass over the Sea of ​​Stars, because the sword spirits recognized their master one after another, causing disturbances in the Three Realms.

The new issue of Fengyun Monthly Report was released, and Yan Fei, who was holding a sword that day, was identified as possessing a sword spirit, but the monk who subdued the sword spirit at the thousand-year-old turtle had no clue.

On that day, there was Tang Huan's sword energy first, and then Yan Fei released the eighth Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation. Doom was inevitable for a hundred miles around. Outside Jixing City, many monks sank to the bottom of the sea due to unstable spiritual consciousness.

So after the sword spirit in the tortoise recognized its master, when everyone arrived, they only saw the disciples from various clans around the old tortoise faint, and it was impossible to see who subdued the sword spirit.

Yan Fei didn't catch it, neither did he get the Sword Spirit in the Turtle, and the bamboo basket fetched water in vain. The most difficult to accept this result is the Shark Clan. The Sword Spirit in the Turtle is related to the luck of the Shark Clan. If this happens, they will inevitably decline !

In addition to the matter of the sword spirit, earth-shaking changes have also taken place in the gold list in the past month. Some people fall and some rise to the top.

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Under the sea of ​​stars, in the Jiaolong Cave.

The two who had been in a cold war for almost a month were flipping through Fengyun Monthly.

Tang Huan knew that it was his fault to hide in the Tuntian clam without saying goodbye, but Yan Fei tricked him out and killed so many people suddenly, he also needed time to digest, so this month, in addition to healing their wounds, Basically nothing was said.

For some reason, Yan Fei seemed even angrier than him.

Tang Huan watched the Fengyun Monthly News showing Ji Yao's photo at that time. The big furry fox was chopped into a bald fox. He couldn't help thinking of the first time he met Yan Fei in the form of a fox in Changhuan Palace. Yan Fei at that time Also a bald fox.

It seems that Ji Yao changed it on purpose.

Tang Huan looked at the picture with increasingly weird eyes, coincidence?

It shouldn't be intentional, right?Yan Fei won't hold grudges until now, right...?

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became. Tang Huan shook his head, unwilling to think about it any further, but felt a little sorry for Ji Yao's fur.

Seeing that Yan Fei was also staring at the Fengyun Monthly News without blinking, he quietly asked, "What are you thinking?"

"Yu Chuyang."

"…Oh."

The villain was thinking about the protagonist, Tang Huan should have been sensible enough not to ask, but when he thought that he could live for 100 years, he was forced to live for a few years by Yan Fei, and this guy ended his life but was thinking about the protagonist?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became: "What do you want him to do?"

Yan Fei said thoughtfully: "There is a high probability that the sword spirit in the old turtle is in his hands. I am afraid that he is really the child of destiny chosen by heaven."

Tang Huan: "So."

"If you kill him, can you snatch the sword spirit?"

Yan Fei rubbed her chin with a serious expression, and her tone didn't seem to be joking, "The sword spirit that recognizes the master will be stored in the sword master's sea of ​​consciousness. In this way, do we have to peel off Yu Chuyang's sea of ​​consciousness?"

Tang Huan didn't know how he could say such bloody words with no expression on his face, but it didn't prevent him from shivering and silently distanced himself from the villain.

In the original book, although the villain traveled together with the protagonist for ten years, and in the later period, one was in the open and the other was in the dark, making countless killings to subdue the Seven Sword Spirits, but in front of Yu Chuyang, Yan Fei was actually the same as when the two first met. image of.

Gentle and elegant, with a smiling face like the wind, he is more like a big brother who guides the protagonist intimately than a villain. At least he has never exposed any dark side in front of the protagonist, otherwise he would not deceive the kind-hearted protagonist. In the first life, there was no distinction between right and wrong.

But Yan Fei didn't seem to be bothering to pretend in front of him, especially recently, killing people was fine, and she didn't even cover up such a murderous thought.

Tang Huan felt depressed, could it be because he was cannon fodder?Cannon fodder doesn't deserve to be fooled?

"Probably not." Tang Huan said in a muffled voice, "These sword spirits have self-awareness. They will leave you if they don't like you. It's very difficult to force you to stay."

Yan Fei asked, "How difficult is it?"

Tang Huan pretended to take out a jade talisman, as if looking for information: "The way of confinement is powerful enough, or the magic weapon related to confinement, but the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul Realm is still too far to subdue them. There is another way..." His tone became hesitant.

Yan Fei narrowed her eyes slightly: "What way?"

"Let the owner of the sword spirit give you the sword willingly. After the sword spirit recognizes its owner, it will generally not violate the owner's wishes."

Even if you don't say these words, it won't take long for Yan Fei to know that he used this method in the original book. If the protagonist hadn't been reborn, he had actually succeeded.

"Will he give me the sword willingly..." Yan Fei repeated in a low voice, the voice was a little thought-provoking.

In the spiritual realm, Yan Fei spent a few days alone with Yu Chuyang, and also entered the trial of the spirit of love with Yu Chuyang. At that time, Yan Fei saw her own shadow among the people behind Yu Chuyang who wanted to protect her.

At the time, he just thought it was funny, but now...

He suddenly looked at Tang Huan, who was calm on the surface, but in fact even the spirit energy he input had become disordered, and asked, "How can I make him willing?"

"How do I know?" Tang Huan said without raising his head.

Yan Fei gave a low laugh and didn't say anything else. After a month, she finally asked Tang Huan the reason why he hid in the Swallowing Clam for no reason.

Nonsense words could not be fooled, Tang Huan told what he saw on the astrolabe, and after learning that he would not live a hundred years without the Sky Swallowing Clam, the atmosphere in the cave suddenly became gloomy and oppressive.

"So you just want to part ways with me and be with that fish?"

"…more or less."

Tang Huan always felt that Yan Fei's words were a bit ambiguous, but he didn't think too much about it. It took a whole month to finally heal Yan Fei's physical injuries. Seeing that the skin was restored to its original state, he withdrew his hand in satisfaction, and only the sea of ​​consciousness remained The problem.

Suddenly, a calm to somewhat cold voice came from above his head.

"In that case, let's separate."

Tang Huan was taken aback, and looked up, but Yan Fei was not looking at him.

"I'm going to the realm. I alone won't be able to get out of the siege every time. I need to find some like-minded people to work for me and lend me the sword spirit."

The corners of Tang Huan's eyes twitched slightly, and he heard another meaning.

Yan Fei intends to use the sword spirit to go to the land to fool some cannon fodder with low IQ to kill him.

He asked: "You tricked me out, and then said to part ways?"

"The boundary is very dangerous, you will die faster if you follow me." Yan Fei raised his hand to touch his head, that hand was extremely cold, but Tang Huan's body was tainted with warmth.

"The Sea of ​​Stars is not safe right now. You have the extinguished blue lantern of Lingxu Temple in your hand. You can go to Lingxu Temple to take refuge first. There are a group of old bald donkeys there. People in Shibadongfu would never expect you to go there."

The corners of Tang Huan's eyes twitched even more. He had a big feud with Lingxu Temple, wouldn't going there be the same as going to the door to die!

Yan Fei seemed to know what he was going to say, and took out a jade talisman from the mustard space, with an even uglier expression than Tang Huan.

After rubbing the jade talisman, a familiar phantom appeared in the cave.

"Xiao Changli!" Tang Huan exclaimed, before he could see clearly, Yan Fei had crushed the jade talisman.

Yan Fei looked cold, and slowly twisted the jade talisman into slag with his fingers: "Xiao Changli knew that we would enter this water cave. He left the jade talisman. He is in Lingxu Temple. Haven't you been looking for it all the time?" him."

"What did he go to Lingxu Temple for?"

"Traces of sword spirits have also appeared near Lingxu Temple."

Tang Huan looked at the jade talisman that was broken into powder in Yan Fei's hand, and wanted to ask why he was not allowed to see it, but when he thought that Xiao Changli was in Lingxu Temple and would see him sooner or later, he asked another important question: "Would you like to see Xiao Changli without me?" , what about the devilish energy in your body?"

Yan Fei smiled suddenly, her peach blossom eyes were slightly curved, without any warmth in them, but there was also a special charm, "Why do you want to cover up your devilish energy when you go to the land?"

He put on a vicious demon mask, and took the long sword with two sword spirits hidden in Tang Huan's hand. The demonic energy overflowed around him. From a distance, he looked more like a demon than a real demon.

No one knew who took away the sword spirit in the old turtle, and he had expected that Yu Chuyang, who was at the Foundation Establishment Realm, would not dare to speak out.

And making trouble with the help of other people's identities happens to be Yan Fei's specialty. In this era, some people are madly jealous of the Son of Destiny, and some people are destined to obey the way of heaven and embrace enthusiastically.

Tang Huan understood what he meant, but this is not the plot of the original book. For some reason, Yan Fei did not choose to approach the protagonist immediately, but if Yan Fei forged his identity and went to the world to create a world, there is no need to think of ways Cover up the magic.

It's dangerous to say that it's dangerous to go together. In the final analysis, Yan Fei doesn't need him anymore, so he chooses to part ways.

"If I gave you the sword in Jixing City, would you still come to me?" Tang Huan lowered his eyelashes, his voice was very soft, it was more like talking to himself than asking a question.

Yan Fei flicked the powder off her fingertips, raised her hand and turned the mask to one side. The one facing Tang Huan was an evil ghost, but the one facing Tang Huan was a voluptuous ghost.

Yan Gui tilted his head and smiled at Tang Huan, his eyes were foggy and vague, "It's hard to say."

Tang Huan twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, as expected.

He raised his head, as if trying to save his breath, and wanted to say that he would have given you the sword if he knew it earlier, but just as the words reached his mouth, his slightly opened mouth was suddenly blocked, and a icy touch touched his cheek, and he turned his eyes to see Go, is the edge of the mask.

There was a soft sigh in his ear.

"But even if I don't need to cross the demon, I still want to kiss you."