Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Yuan Qinghang chuckled: "It's not good. I can't compete with a group of younger juniors in the tomb after 12 years. Besides, if you enter through the entrance, you will be directly suppressed by the Dao of Heaven if you have a high cultivation base."

Ning Duo shook his head: "We won't go in there."

Yuan Qinghang's eyes lit up: "That's right! Where did my uncle get in? Let's look slowly, and we can always find it."

Ning Duo said: "The territory of the Demon Sect is vast, so we can start from the territory of the Demon Sect."

Yuan Qinghang shook his head: "I've never heard of it."

He suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I didn't tell anyone about the remains of your uncle and mine. Even Uncle Ji and Aunt Hong, I didn't tell anyone."

Ning Duo was startled: "Why?"

Yuan Qinghang said: "No reason. I always feel that my uncle doesn't seem to want to be known about their whereabouts."

Before Yuan Zuoyi died, he tried his best to bring Ning Wanfeng there, maybe he didn't want to be disturbed, or maybe he was afraid of being separated again.

In short, there must be some kind of persistent reason.

Ning Duo hesitated for a moment, and said, "After I came back, I reported everything truthfully to Master."

Yuan Qinghang was stunned: "Oh, what's your master's reaction?"

Ning Duo said: "After hearing this, he felt a little weird."

Yuan Qinghang's heart moved: "How to say?"

Ning Duo shook his head: "When he heard that my uncle's body was neat and peaceful, he was sad and relieved, but when he heard that Yuan Zuoyi was guarding him, he gritted his teeth and became furious."

Yuan Qinghang curled his lips: "Oh! Your master hates Mozong so much."

Ning Duo said helplessly: "Yes, and then his face sank, and he locked me in a retreat room."

Yuan Qinghang looked at him with a smile: "You must be stupid. You don't know how to look at your master's face. He didn't allow you to speak for me, but you just said it; he told you not to associate with me, but you insisted on not doing it, even a few perfunctory words Don't even know, right?"

Ning Duo's face was calm: "What's the point of being perfunctory? When the time comes, it will only make him more sad."

Yuan Qinghang's heart seemed to be poked by something, itching and numb.

"Anyway, you just don't want to repent." With a smile on his lips, he squinted at Ning Duo, "Forget it, whatever you want."

The two of them ignored him and left like this. In the hearts of outsiders, Ning Duo had long been tied to him, a little devil.

No matter how much I said that I didn't want him to pay so much, it would be too underestimating this person.

The two of them chatted and ate "Flesh and Bone", while the little Gu Diao next to him watched eagerly, ran up to pick up a bunch from time to time, and swallowed it.

Yuan Qinghang ate comfortably, and said again: "By the way, even if we find that entrance in the future, I'm afraid we won't be able to get in. When my uncle entered, he was in the perfect realm of the magic pill."

Ning Duo said lightly: "If he can do it, one day, I can do it too."

Yuan Qinghang was lying on the grass, his black pupils were hidden in his eyelashes, and he looked at him with a smile: "Okay, I'm waiting for Xiao Qijun to cultivate against the sky in the future, tear time and space with his hands, be domineering and invincible, and kill all directions."

Ning Duo smiled slightly, and there seemed to be thousands of waves of light in his clear eyes: "Okay."

The two of them talked nonsense one after another, but they both felt inexplicably peaceful and joyful in their hearts. The bloody storm last night seemed to have passed for a long time, and it became blurred.

Duoduo was walking around the two of them, and saw Yuan Qinghang half-closed his eyes, as if he was sleepy, and suddenly approached him, and sprayed a big mouthful on his face flatteringly.

Yuan Qinghang planned to force Yu Wenli to confess last night, and his spirit was always tense. When he was breathed out so suddenly, he immediately became tired, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in a daze.

Ning Duo turned to look at him.

Golden sunlight fell on Yuan Qinghang's face, and the familiar golden hair ring shone among the long black hair scattered all over the floor, making his lips red and white, and his eyebrows like distant mountains.

Ning Duo watched quietly for a while, then quietly jumped up to meet the big tree above him.

The Yinghui sword was swung out very lightly and quickly, several flexible branches fell silently, and were caught in his hands.

His body was as light as nothing, and he fell lightly.

Sitting on the grass, he moved his fingers lightly to separate the branches with lush leaves and weave them into a small round grass curtain.

With another wave of the palm, supported by spiritual power, it covered several inches above Yuan Qinghang's face, covering the glare of the sun.

The forest is quiet and silent, with wild flowers dotted all around, figures of small gu carvings appear in the forest in the distance, and the fresh fragrance of grass and trees faintly wafts along with the breeze in the forest.

Ning Duo meditated while closing his eyes and adjusting his breath, while secretly exerting his strength to keep the small sunshade tree leaf curtain from falling down.

I don't know how long it took, but I saw the twilight around me, and the forest was getting darker.

A few small fireflies flew to light up, and for some reason, one of them flew close to Yuan Qinghang's face, dancing around the tip of his nose.

Ning Duo glanced at it, lowered his head quietly, and brushed the little firefly away with his hand.

Under the faint fluorescent light, the face in front of her was quiet and handsome, her usually bright and bright eyes were closed, but in the twilight, her lips were still like vermilion red, and her eyebrows were picturesque.

Staring blankly at that face, as if bewitched by something, Ning Duo's breathing suddenly became a little faster.

His head lowered slowly, approaching Yuan Qinghang's face below.

Nose to nose, he doesn't seem to know what he wants to do, he only knows that the clouds are rolling in the distance, the spring breeze is rippling around him, the mountains are lonely, and there seems to be a strange feeling in his body Agitation.

His light-colored lips trembled a little, slightly, lower and lower.

Suddenly, the eyelashes of Yuan Qinghang under him trembled slightly, and he gasped. Under the eyelids, the eyeballs rolled quickly, as if they were being haunted by something.

Ning Duo quickly backed away.

But Yuan Qinghang's movements were faster, and he sat up suddenly. When he got up, the tips of their noses collided with each other, and their lips seemed to rub lightly.

Yuan Qinghang rubbed his nose in bewilderment, a little dazed.

There seemed to be a little strange feeling remaining on the face and lips, but it couldn't be caught.

But his nose was sore and sore, tears were almost overflowing, he finally let out a cry, and covered his sore nose with his hands: "What's wrong!..."

Ning Duo quickly stepped back a foot and looked at him faintly.

In the quiet forest, the fresh air of vegetation floated faintly. The bright red on his face was covered by the twilight and tree shadows, making it impossible to see the color clearly.

After a long while, he finally moved his body and moved closer.

He was expressionless, looking at Yuan Qinghang's face with some doubts.

It was pale, and the light sweat on the forehead could be seen faintly.

Ning Duo frowned and looked at Duoduo.

Duoduo wagged his tail aggrievedly, his small black bean-like eyes stared nervously at Yuan Qinghang, and also gave a worried "squeak".

The little Gu Diao was sleeping on the side, but immediately jumped up, his big head was shaking in a daze.

Yuan Qinghang calmed down before fully waking up from the dream.

He lowered his head, touched the head of the dream-making beast, and let out a sigh of relief: "Don't blame it."

Ning Duo looked at him: "What did you dream about?"

Yuan Qinghang recalled the terrifying scene in his mind, hesitated for a moment: "I dreamed that there are many people from your Sky Sect."

Ning Duo was stunned: "What?"

Yuan Qinghang had lingering fears in his heart: "I dreamed that your grand master came out of the seclusion, and his skills improved greatly. He brought your master and people from the Xianzong to besiege our Demon Sect again. Then blood flowed into rivers again. There is no way to fight back.”

Ning Duo was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "The Grand Master is indeed about to leave the mountain."

Yuan Qinghang was startled suddenly: "I have always heard that his soul lamp is getting stronger and stronger, could it be..."

Ning Duo nodded, and told everything about his encounters in the retreat room: "Just a few days ago, Senior Brother Shang told me excitedly that his grandfather's soul lamp was beating violently, and there must be a big one soon. of the change."

Yuan Qinghang's heart skipped a beat, somehow, there was a strange feeling of horror.

The situation has become so complicated and confusing, with so many clues, if Shang Yuan, the biggest war machine of the year, really reappeared in the world, would it be gentle and light?

Ning Duo seemed to see his worry, and frowned and said, "You don't have to think too much. Back then, it was because Sect Master Yuan's Gold-Breaking Art aroused the fear and anger of the immortal sect that he wanted to kill him. Now..."

He suddenly couldn't continue.

Yuan Qinghang smiled bitterly: "It doesn't seem to be much better now."

Ning Duo's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "So we have to go one step faster and find out who is behind the scenes."

Yuan Qinghang stared at him, feeling faintly worried.

His eyes fell on the Yinghui Sword at Ning Duo's waist, stared at it for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand, and said to Ning Duo, "I haven't looked at your sword carefully yet, let me have a look at it?"

Without hesitation, Ning Duo immediately handed over the sword.

Yuan Qinghang took a light breath, and slowly withdrew Yinggui.

Ying Hui sword is released, the brilliance of the thin blade is bright, and there are traces of sharp light faintly carrying broken gold.

Yuan Qinghang looked at the sword edge with a strange expression for some reason.

Ning Duo frowned: "What's wrong?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled slightly, but his expression was still a little strange.

"Did you know? I often have a similar dream." He said suddenly.

Ning Duo said, "What?"

Yuan Qinghang said: "I always dreamed that I fed you poison when I was a child, and I also dreamed of pushing you off the cliff."

Ning Duo said softly, "I often think about it too."

Yuan Qinghang shook his head: "No, the dream of pushing you off the cliff was before this happened."

Ning Duo was finally startled suddenly.

Yuan Qinghang was silent for a while, lowered his eyes, and said: "Not only that, but I also dreamed that I stabbed you with the sword of repentance, and you came back."

……

Several rays of sunlight cast from among the green leaves above the head, reflecting on the sword of Yinghui, at this moment, the sharp light on the edge of the sword seemed to have a slight chill.

Ning Duoxiu frowned tightly, and said word by word: "I dreamed of feeding me poison because it happened. The dream of pushing me off the cliff was just a coincidence. You were hinted, so you happened to think of this rescue. my way."

He pressed the sword of repentance: "As for dreaming that you assassinated me, there is only one reason. That is because of the old affairs between my uncle and Yuan Zongzhu."

Yuan Qinghang looked at him quietly, and said gently for a while: "Yes, it must be so."

This person usually talks less, but now he talks so much in one breath.

Is it the same uneasiness in your heart? ...

Ning Duo looked at him, and said again: "Yinghui Sword will never hurt you."

Yuan Qinghang smiled, and suddenly pointed to his arm: "Use it to stab me again."

Ning Duo hesitated, raised his sword lightly, and slowly moved across.

Sure enough, Jianfeng pressed Shangyuan Qinghang's forearm, but there was a faint flash of blood, and he couldn't stab anymore.

Ning Duo seemed to be faintly relieved: "Look."

Yuan Qinghang narrowed his eyes, feeling the scorching sword intent on his arm and the huge resistance, and felt strange in his heart.

Yes, tried it in Tomb of Thousand Blades.

When Ning Duo just woke up, he didn't know the situation around him, and he pressed the sword of Yinghui to his throat like this, but it couldn't hurt him at all.

——The blood contract that Ning Duo branded himself personally forbids him to use this sword to hurt Yuan Qinghang!

can you?Will the predestined matter change so easily because of Ning Duo's intervention?

Yuan Qinghang was in a daze, staring at Ying Huijian, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab it.

He stared at it for a while, stretched out his finger, and wiped it towards the front of the blade.

As the stinging pain came, a bloodstain suddenly appeared, and bright red blood drops fell down one after another!

Ning Duo suddenly raised his head, narrowed his eyes, looked at the scene in front of him in shock, and his face became extremely pale.

Yuan Qinghang withdrew his hand, put the bleeding finger into his mouth, and sucked it as if nothing happened.

"It's okay, Xiaoshang." He said with a smile, "I'll try it. It seems that this blood contract can only restrain you. If you attack me, it won't work."

"But……"

Yuan Qinghang thought for a while, and said: "But if I am willing, or if I take the initiative to do it myself, the blood contract will become invalid."

Ning Duo stared at him and said word by word, "Why did you try this?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled slightly.

He jumped up, his eyes no longer had the confusion when he first woke up, but were clear.

"Since we want to be one step ahead of the murderer, why not start now?" His eyes flashed sharply, and he pointed his finger into the distance, "This place is not far from the cemetery of your Cangqiong faction, do you want to visit again tonight?"

……

The Cangqiong faction cemetery under the darkness of night.

The last time I came here, just after the Shuzong Grand Competition, the startled corpse suddenly appeared, with great ferocity, slaughtering the lives of many Shuzong disciples.

Ning Duo looked at the group of white tombstones in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "What do you want to see?"

Yuan Qinghang sighed lightly: "Since I'm here, I want to pay homage to your little brother Zhou first."

Ning Duo looked gloomy and silently led the way ahead.

Not long after, the two came to a corner of the cemetery, where rows of simple tombstones stood silently.

Ning Duo came to a tombstone: "Unfortunately, the low-level disciples died, and they are all buried here."

Yuan Qinghang frowned.

Many tombstones are new.

"So many people died recently?"

Ning Duo said lightly, "Yes, more people died than in so many years."

In the mist formation, junior brother Ning Xiaozhou was killed, and later the Celestial Sect encircled and suppressed the Demon Sect, and the Cangqiong faction also rushed forward.

In this kind of battle, it is impossible for any sect to be unscathed, and low-level disciples are the easiest to die.

Yuan Qinghang bowed silently in front of Ning Xiaozhou's tombstone and raised his hand.

A yellow requiem talisman fluttered, flew close to the tombstone, shimmered, and sank into the loess.

Ning Duo stood silently, his white clothes fluttering lonely in the night: "On the last night in the Tomb of Thousand Blades, he made a bet with a few senior brothers on whether the master would greet him at the exit after leaving. Some people bet that the master is busy with work. , won’t show up, but Senior Brother Shang bet that Master loves me and will definitely stay there.”

Yuan Qinghang whispered: "Have you placed your bet?"

Ning Duo's voice was hoarse: "I was sitting quietly to adjust my breath, and I only glanced at him, but ignored him. Thinking about it now, I regret it very much."