Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Seeing Yuan Qinghang's listless appearance, he finally softened his heart, and said: "Give me the location of where you are staying. After I go back to see the master, I will go to see the little gu carving."

Yuan Qinghang was overjoyed: "Really? Then I will wait for you there, see you soon."

He looked around to identify the location, took out a piece of talisman paper, and roughly drew the path of the valley: "Here, it's here. I'll wait for you for three days, is that enough?"

Ning Duo put away the talisman paper and put it carefully in his sleeve: "Enough."

Yuan Qinghang only felt that his feet seemed to be light, and his heart jumped up inexplicably, and was about to speak, but his eyes fell on the Yinggui Sword on Ning Duo's waist.

He was full of joy and suddenly cooled down, and he was suddenly a little dazed.

After a while, he said dejectedly: "It doesn't matter if you don't come. After you go back, practice hard and be your famous fairy man. Don't get involved with me."

The last person who was so entangled with the so-called Mozong Yaoxie was already dead.

It was only stained with stigma, leaving behind a lonely and sad sword soul, floating at the bottom of the cold and merciless deep water.

Ning Duo looked at the long sword in his hand: "I'm not afraid."

Yuan Qinghang said sadly: "It's really unnecessary. People live in this world, and they can't ignore everyone's opinions at all."

Ning Duo solemnly said: "Master has always loved me. If he knows that you saved me, he will definitely change his mind about you. You don't have to worry too much."

Yuan Qinghang waved his hand quickly: "Stop it, stop it, even if your master really likes me, Aunt Hong won't like you! Seeing you, maybe it's a blow."

Ning Duo said lightly: "She may not be able to beat me now."

Yuanqing Hang took a fierce look at him: "Are you getting better in the middle stage of the golden core? Aunt Hong is the perfect state of the magic core!"

He muttered: "Besides, if you want to kill you, you still need to use force? A little bit of poison leaked out from her fingertips can poison you so that you are sprawled out and your feet are in the sky. Do you believe it?"

Ning Duo walked around a slanted tree branch in front of him: "You will detoxify me."

Yuan Qinghang laughed angrily: "Hey, are you cheating on me?"

Ning Duo's eyes were lowered, his long black eyelashes were covered under his eyelids, his cold face was illuminated by the sun like a cold porcelain jade, and his voice was low and soft: "Yes."

Yuan Qinghang stared at him.

What does "um" mean?Do you mean to really rely on him? !

Ning Duo raised his head, facing him with dark eyes, and said, "You help me detoxify, aren't you already familiar with the way?"

Yuan Qinghang thought for a while: "..."

Also.

I had detoxified him when I was a child, but it was over and over again.

This happened again in Wanblade Tomb, almost costing his life.

The male protagonist is the male protagonist, and in the end, even a villain like himself has to help him willingly and without complaint or regret! ...

The mountain road is rugged, the stream is gurgling, not far away, the foot of the mountain is far away.

Yuan Qinghang stopped, grabbed the little paw of the dream-making beast in his hand, and waved to Ning Duo with a smile: "Come on, tell me——I will send you off for thousands of miles, and I will have to say goodbye at last. Goodbye Ning Xianjun."

The little thing raised his head, and stared at Ning Duo with bright black eyes: "Zhi——"

Ning Duo bent down and gently patted Duoduo's head: "I know you like me."

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers lightly, pulled out the pebble from Duoduo's claws, and held it in his hand.

Yuan Qinghang was stunned: "What are you doing?"

Ning Duo said lightly, "Give this one to me."

Duoduo was happily pawing at the toy, but he was suddenly robbed. He was stunned, and screamed anxiously: "Oh!"

Yuan Qinghang laughed loudly: "I like a ghost, you have forced Duoduo to howl like a wolf."

Following his words, Duoduo leaped towards Ning Duo's face, stretching out his claws, wanting to grab the pebble.

Ning Duo was quick-eyed, reached out and grabbed the back of its neck, Duoduo was extremely angry, opened his mouth, and squirted at him several times: "Ah! Ah!..."

Yuan Qinghang laughed so hard: "Ning Xianjun, you are done. If you go back tonight, you will have to have nightmares for three days!"

Ning Duo stood there with a strange expression on his face: "I won't have nightmares."

After saying this sentence, he finally turned around and left, the snow-white robe disappeared between the mountains and forests, and a faint red glow drifted among the leaves, which was exactly the one painted by Yuan Qinghang with cinnabar.

His voice came from afar: "I will definitely go within three days."

The two ran in opposite directions, one south and one north, and they separated.

……

Yuan Qinghang walked all the way, humming a messy tune, and ran towards the valley.

He walked briskly and was in a good mood.

After a few months, those who came out first would be anxious and flustered for them at first, but life will always pass, and they must have gradually accepted the reality now.

It was originally arranged to meet here later, since he disappeared inexplicably, according to Aunt Hong's temperament, he should stay here for a while, and if he can't wait, he will give up and leave.

I don't know if those youngsters who came out of Ten Thousand Blades are all high-spirited and complacent now?

Shang Lang got the "Zhiyang" sword he was satisfied with, so he should have run in well by now, right?

Mu Jiarong's "Lizhu" handle is sharp and light, and it is indeed suitable for a young man like him, and it is probably very handy;

As for the "Cai Chun" he sent out, it should also be very suitable for Miss Chang.

There is also Tan Taichao, who showed his kindness to him coyly before leaving the valley, presumably I will see you later, I am embarrassed to raise my eyebrows again, right?

Having said that, I am afraid that Yu Wenli is the most unhandy.

The soldier soul he obtained was obviously forcibly subdued with a blood contract.

The soldier soul is obviously very resistant to Yu Wenli, if the running-in is not good, the master will be much more physically and mentally exhausted.

……

While thinking loosely, he stepped into the valley.

It was broad daylight, the sun was gentle and warm, shining on the green grass everywhere, silently.

He listened carefully, except for the sound of the wind and a few birdsong, there were no other sounds.

The temporary hut was the same as when we left, with sparse straw curtains at the door and withered grass on the roof.

Yuan Qinghang approached slowly, and tentatively called out: "Aunt Hong? Sister Shuangjiang?..."

No one answered.

On the hillside in the distance, in a row of bushes, a bird that was standing still suddenly turned its head and looked towards this side with its dark eyes.

Those lifeless eyes were actually made of a pair of obsidian!

It stared in the direction of the thatched cottage, and grunted a few times in a strange and hoarse voice.

The next moment, it flapped its wings suddenly, flew out of the bush where it was living, and disappeared into the air.

……

Yuan Qinghang suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

Everything is quiet as before, nothing unusual, except for a frightened bird in the sky in the distance.

He suppressed the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, opened the straw curtain, and walked into the hut.

There was no one there, there was faint dust everywhere, and the small grass nest in the corner where the Gu carvings were originally staying was also empty, without the pair of female Gu carvings and the little Gu carvings.

His eyes fell to the ground, and he frowned suddenly.

On the dark ground, there was a string of faint reddish brown old blood.

He bent down, stared at the streak of mottled blood, picked off a little bit, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it.

It is animal blood.

When I left, there was absolutely no trace of this blood.Could it be that Gu Diao's mother has any bad complications after giving birth?

This is also possible.

After all, childbirth is a hell for any female.It is common for some cases to appear safe at the time, but to suddenly become ill afterwards.

But if Aunt Hong is here, she won't just sit idly by, right?

He was worried, and looked around again, but apart from this bunch of blood, there was nothing wrong.

It seems that Li Qinghong has already told Aunt Hong about his fall in Wanren Tomb. They thought that they would be trapped for at least 12 years, so they naturally felt that it was meaningless to stay here.

It seems that they still have to go back to the Demon Sect.

It's a pity that when Ning Duo brought Shang Lang and the others to visit three days later, he didn't see the little Gu Eagle. Would he be disappointed?

He released Duo Duo from the storage bag, let it roam around happily in the familiar environment, and turned to go out by himself.

I picked some sweet fruits nearby, and sat alone in front of the hut, looking at the scenery slowly by the pool of water brought out from the Ten Thousand Blade Graves.

Compared with the narrowness of the Ten Thousand Blade Tombs, the world here is leisurely and vast, but for some reason, it seems a bit dull.

He picked up the white jade and black gold fan in his hand, made a few gestures casually, and was suddenly taken aback.

It turned out to be a two-person battle posture.

He laughed dumbfounded, shaking his head to himself.

These days, I have practiced too many moves with that person, so that when I make a move, it turns out to be these familiar moves.

What is that person doing now?

Is he being surrounded by surprised and ecstatic brothers, welcoming him to celebrate?Or are you visiting Master and telling what happened these days? ...

The little dream-making beast rolled happily on the grass, and as it ate and drank, its figure blurred for a while, twisted for a while, and suddenly turned into a cloud of gray mist with a "bang".

Yuan Qinghang reached out and grabbed the invisible little thing from the fascination: "Come out and play with me."

The mist twisted, and the little guy appeared, with a few "clicks", several round pebbles fell out of its arms.

It held one in its paws and circled around Yuan Qinghang, as if looking for someone.

After a long time, he stopped unwillingly and looked at him eagerly.

Yuan Qinghang nodded at the tip of its black nose: "What are you doing, you heartless guy. You are not happy if he wants one from you. Now that he is gone, do you miss him again?"

The little thing didn't know if he understood, but he suddenly raised his paw and sent a pebble to Yuan Qinghang.

Yuan Qinghang put it away with a smile: "Okay, when he comes, I will tell him that you gave it to him willingly."

After a while, he sighed again: "Duo Duo, when you are unhappy in the future, don't spit at me. I'm afraid I will dream again, and dream of stabbing him to death with a sword."

As the sun gradually set in the west, Yuanqing Hang hastily cleaned the hut, dusted off the dust on the small bed in the compartment, and made the remaining bed.

The night gradually covered the surrounding mountains and fields, he lay alone on the small bed, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

The process of getting out of the Ten Thousand Blades Tomb is actually extremely dangerous. The small eye is not as good as the one outside. After being torn apart by their joint efforts, it is extremely unstable, and the opening time is also short. When the two pass through, it is almost exhausted. With all my strength.

As soon as I lay down, I felt exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already the next morning.

... After eating and sleeping like this, after two days, the mountains and fields were silent, but Ning Duo never appeared.

It was already the night of the third day, and Yuan Qinghang waited until the slanting moon set in the west and the sky was full of stars, but still no one came.

He felt vaguely disappointed, and stayed alone until midnight before going back to the room to lie down.

This night, I slept in a daze, when I don't know when, suddenly there was a strange sound coming from my side.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

There was a hint of fish-belly white outside the window, and the sky had just burst into light.

The little dream-making beast who was sleeping with him had red eyes, and was squatting at the end of the bed, staring nervously at the quiet sky outside.

Yuan Qinghang was taken aback.

Listening carefully, in the faint sound of forest waves, there seemed to be a few weak fluctuations of spiritual power, slowly approaching here!

Ning Duo?For a moment, he was surprised and delighted.

No way, so fast, you can't even wait for the daytime, and brought a few senior brothers to visit him in the early morning?

……

He jumped out of the bed, put on his clothes, and rushed out hastily.

As soon as he lifted the straw curtain and looked outside, he was suddenly taken aback.

There was no one there, and the spiritual fluctuations that I had just noticed suddenly disappeared, like an illusion in a dream.

He looked into the distance, and then slowly looked at the ground in front of the hut.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and his body rose into the air, rushing upwards.

At the same time, in the dark grass in front of the thatched cottage, countless silver threads suddenly rose up, like a huge net that hit the sky.

As he jumped up, the big silver wire net also rose rapidly at the same time, and it was tightly attached to his heels, and it seemed to be able to entangle his feet.

Yuan Qinghang was in the air, and with a flick of his hands, countless light spots flew out at the same time, hitting more than a dozen nodes of the silk net under his feet.

The silk thread seemed to be extremely afraid of fire, and the knots collapsed and burned instantly, and the silver net suddenly lost its skeleton and fell softly.

Yuan Qinghang's figure fell, and his feet were about to fall to the ground, but at the last moment, his subordinates threw out the silver cable again, and the cross nail at the front was firmly wedged into the soil.

His figure swayed with the silver rope, he didn't land on the center of the silk screen, but he fell a few feet away.

At this moment, there were dozens of faint silver lights flashing at the place where he was standing before, and then slowly going out again.

The second hidden formation, the second net!

In the bushes in the distance, dozens of figures finally walked out, densely packed, scattered around.

The young leader, with phoenix eyes on his temples, walked slowly to Yuan Qinghang, and said softly, "I thought that an ambush would not be enough, so I specially added a second move. It's a pity that I still underestimated the strength of the young master of the Demon Sect. "

Yuan Qinghang looked at the members of Yuwen's family who were vaguely surrounded behind him, and narrowed his eyes: "Mr. Yuwen, are you all right?"

What is this for?

Guessed his identity in the Ten Thousand Blade Tomb, but it was inconvenient to make a move at that time, so he came out and turned his face?

Yu Wenli sighed: "It's impossible to be safe, it's just that I just recuperated better. But I have a duty, so I have to come."

Yuan Qinghang pressed his finger on the fan handle: "Oh, is there any misunderstanding between Mr. Yuwen and me?"

Yu Wenli's expression was a little strange: "Young Master Yuan, I haven't seen you for several months, why don't you hide well, and why do you want to come here to throw yourself into a trap?"

Yuanqing Hangxiu raised his eyebrows: "But why should I hide?"

Yu Wenli stared at him: "Sure enough, it is the young master of the Demon Sect. With so many lives on his body, he dares to flaunt it. This courage and arrogance are really admirable."

Yuan Qinghang was silent for a moment, and slowly said: "Sorry, how many lives, if I heard correctly, does it mean that I killed people? There are still many?"