Spirit Sword Wuxian

Yanxin was close at hand, Qingling opened her eyes, and there was darkness in front of her eyes, she had already entered the black light, her whole body seemed to have fallen into the Nine Nether Ice Cave, the biting wind had worn away her cheeks, and the Yuandan in her body However, the center was spinning extremely fast, a trace of heat filled the whole body, and an anger erupted in the soul, "Damn woman, you are going to piss me off!"

Qingling's cheeks turned red, and while feeling the erosion of the wind, her heart was trembling. She didn't want this woman's help. The more she helped herself, the more she owed her. If the contract water dragon got help from this woman, Then she would rather use her own strength to subdue Beiling Shenhuo, and come to repay her after fulfilling the great trust of her master!

"Concentrate! At this time, you can still think about other things, don't you die?" There was another scolding from the soul, Qing Ling's eyes froze, the flame heart in front of him was as big as a flame, but it could control such a powerful force , really startled her.

The plain hand poked forward, and the moment he touched Yanxin, he felt his entire arm lost consciousness. The purple light spread and swirled around Qingling's body. A red flame-like heat swallowed all the frosty air, and the yellow brilliance faintly Fleeing at the junction of Yanxin and Qingling's arms, the power of the two can be converted to each other, forming a contract opportunity!

The sky changed, and colorful auspicious clouds flew again, converging on the top of the black light, the delicate ice sculptures at both ends suddenly shook, and a trace of cracks spread on the hard ice layer, like two huge blue nets, all shattered in the next instant !

Staring at the auspiciousness in the sky, Yi Xin and Jiang Chenxu felt at ease, and the contract rules came down, which showed that Qingling had completely subdued Beiling Shenhuo, which made them incredible, but also faintly happy for her!

There was a shock in the sky, black light shot up into the sky, the woman in white clothes floated lightly, and quietly floated into the air, a light yellow light hovered around her body, it was extremely gorgeous, setting off her delicate cheeks, and the expression between her eyebrows , even more sacred, the light continued to float around seven times, before faintly fading away.

Qingling opened her eyes, her eyes were dazzling and charming like stars, her black hair flew in the air like a waterfall, her white clothes were like immortals, her temperament was youthful, her plain hands lightly rested, and an icy blue flame faintly emerged in her palms. The sea water gushed out at a high speed, and the waves shook the sky, but they still couldn't break through the invisible barrier. This was the power she had mastered, and she succeeded!

Lan Ice turned into a miniature dragon, wrapped around Qingling's wrist again, twirling happily, occasionally sticking out her tongue, licking the woman's skin, soft and smooth, this is the honor of the master, under the contract, it also got Corresponding benefits, the strength has greatly increased!

"Oh my God, Holy Level Seventh Realm! Qingling, you succeeded!" Yi Xin looked at her happily, and Jiang Chenxu was also incomparably amazed. She had some hostility towards Qingling before, but at this moment, the suspicion has been officially resolved. Befriend her.

"Thank you for your help. Yi Xin, I won't say much more. Miss Jiang, no matter what grievances Tianxuanmen and Nancheng faction have, I hope to be friends with you. In the future, we will join hands with each other." Qing Ling took back the fire, walked to the side of the two, and looked at Jiang Chenxu friendly. It was also their fate that they could get together again.

"Before that, you showed me your persistence. I decided to stay because I hoped to be able to reconcile with you. The reason why the Nancheng faction is hostile to Tianxuanmen is entirely my father's opinion. In fact, there is no relationship between the two factions. There is no deep hatred. Today, you showed me a different belief in cultivating Taoism. While I am ashamed, I am also a little inexplicably happy. It is my luck to be friends with you." Jiang Chenxu admitted that her personality is sometimes sharp It is unacceptable, but it is for other people. If it is a friend, she will definitely cherish this friendship with her heart. Besides, after this incident, she has realized her own character flaws. In the future, she will try her best to improve.

"Amitabha, it's really great! Qingling not only got the tinder, but also got a bosom friend. So, there is nothing more gratifying than this!" Yi Xin was so happy, looking at Qingling's face A smile, an inexplicable joy in my heart!

"Okay, the kindling is a contract, let's rush back to the sect as soon as possible!" Qing Ling glanced at the slightly dark sky, the more it was night, the more worried she was, the three of them flew to the shore, the sea water on both sides automatically Closed, the original calm was restored.

Farewell, Beihai!

In the resplendent palace, the handsome man in rich clothes closed his eyes in the incense, and the jade Buddha beads in his hands twirled quietly, but there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and a respectful voice came, "Your Majesty, the third prince is back!" ,but…"

"But what?" Murong Zhufeng opened his eyes, looked at the trembling guard at the door, and sighed in his heart, this Zhuoyu is really outrageous, he must have caused some trouble again, and calmly said: "Zhen Forgive your innocence, just say it."

The guard swallowed his saliva, tremblingly said: "Third prince, he... he seems to not know who he is anymore, as if he is stupid."

"What! Presumptuousness!" Murong Zhufeng stared, a layer of golden light floated all over his body, the anger in his heart radiated out, he actually bombarded the guards at the door, hit the palace wall directly, and fell into a coma!

A golden light flashed out and rushed towards the side hall of the harem!

Although Zhuoyu is not the prince, but he has always loved him very much. Even though he knew that he likes to have fun, he turned a blind eye. At this moment, the man in the yellow robe on the bed is like a fool, his eyes are unfocused, and his mouth is murmuring What kind of sword, light and sword shadow, and the expression of laughter on his face, how can this be the third prince who is usually cautious in his words and deeds?

"What the hell happened! How did Zhuoyu become like this?" Murong Zhufeng stared at the imperial guard who was kneeling on the ground, his sharp eyes almost burst into flames.

"Back, back to the emperor. It was in an inn. That woman's cultivation base was very high, and she frightened His Highness into unconsciousness as soon as she drew a knife!" The golden color on the emperor's boots made him almost pee his pants in fright. That was a respectable level of cultivation. A little finger could crush him to death. Thinking about it, he fainted from fright on the spot.

"Trash! A bunch of idiots! Let me investigate! Find that damned woman at all costs!" Murong Zhufeng rolled up his yellow robe and flew out of the palace. Scholar, as long as you can cure the prince's illness, gold and silver are supreme, and you can choose!"

The night is dark, Tianxuanmen.

A black shadow came spinning rapidly, and when it appeared, it went straight up the steps.

The two disciples guarding the door saw the appearance of the person, and immediately said respectfully, "Senior Brother Mo."

"Yeah." Mo Tian's face was cold, his eyes looked straight, and he walked into the door alone.

The two disciples guarding the gate breathed a sigh of relief, and one of them said, "Senior Brother Mo is really cold. If he doesn't show up, I can recognize him. I just need to feel the cold air all over my body."

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense!" The other person closed the door carefully, and glared at him. Brother Mo's cultivation is advanced, if he heard what he just said, it was no joke!

The Xuanyun Temple is still resplendent and resplendent, and there are strands of fairy spirit spreading on the surrounding walls.

"Master! This disciple is incompetent and did not recover the Scarlet Flame Sword." Mo Tian knelt quietly on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

The column was still floating high in the sky, Xuanyin pinched his fingers, his eyes lit up, and sighed: "I already know the identity of that woman, her cultivation level is not something you can resist, it is the negligence of the teacher, you go back for now. "

"Yes." Mo Tian breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the phantom of the master in the sky, and calmed down in his heart. If this happened, the master must have his plan, and he straightened up, turning into a pale yellow light ,Disappeared.

The night sky is chaotic, the stars are faintly flowing, and there are many fewer.

A white shadow flashed in the air and landed on the ground, followed by two identical white lights behind him. Just as the two disciples guarding the gate were about to doze off, there were three more people in front of them. Seeing their faces clearly, they immediately called out: "Fourth Senior Sister, Miss Jiang, little master Yi Xin."

"Has Senior Brother Mo come back?" Qing Ling didn't rush in, but asked about Senior Brother Mo's condition first.

The two disciples were puzzled, and immediately replied: "Senior Brother Mo has returned."

"Okay, it's okay. The shift will be changed in a while. You can go to rest after a little persistence. It's hard work." Qingling smiled at them, and the two disciples saw the smile on her face, and their hearts jumped. The drowsiness dissipated immediately, and they both smiled: "Don't worry, senior sister, we can do it!"

"Okay, let's go in." Qing Ling smiled faintly, and walked in with Yi Xin and Jiang Chenxu.

After passing through the long corridor, I called the two disciples who were changing shifts in the door, and took Yi Xin and Jiang Chenxu back to the guest room to rest. The location of Xishan Jinglun Temple, Jiang Chenxu and Yi Xin are on the same road, so there will be someone to take care of them tomorrow.

Back in the room, it was pitch black.

Qing Ling's heart skipped a beat, she didn't know why, she was very afraid of the dark, as if at night, she would involuntarily think of that woman, lit the candle, turned around and closed the door tightly.

Qing Ling walked to the table, sat there quietly, stretched out her hand and poured herself a cup of tea, the reason why she didn't go to see the master was because it was already late at the moment, and the master should also rest, so it was still early tomorrow morning. Go see Master now, he will be pleasantly surprised.

After tidying up the bed, Qing Ling frowned, turned around, Yue Luo stood quietly in front of her, looked at her cheeks with her eyes, and finally smiled slightly, "Your breath is a little different."

"What's the difference? I'm still the same as before." Qing Ling looked calm, walked away from Yue Luo's body, and walked to the table, but her arms were pulled, and she was pulled into the woman's embrace.

A refreshing fragrance filled the nose, it was a faint violet fragrance, and a charming soft voice whispered in the ear, "Don't hide from me, Linger."

"Let me go!" Qing Ling turned his head helplessly, trying to avoid the scorching breath, but his body lightened, and he was picked up by the woman and placed on the bed.

Glancing at the woman on top of him, Qing Ling turned his head to stare at the wall, and said in a calm voice, "Yue Luo, what are you going to do?"