The apprentice is tempted every day on the edge of madness

Xiangong Ling was leaning against a tree trunk, her eyelids were closed tightly, she seemed to have fallen into a coma, her lips were pale and faded completely, and the white clothes at her feet were also soaked in blood, bursting out. Blossoming blood flowers come.

Tian Yuan said: "Master, he still has breath."

Yue Lixian came to his senses and found some real senses. Then he noticed that the sword was so fast that only light and shadow were left. Qingjue seemed to be anxious for that person. Go up and try to wake people up.

Yue Lixian took a few steps and squatted down to breathe, only to find that his master had indeed suffered serious internal injuries, but there were not many wounds on the outside, and most of the blood belonged to others.

Master was injured, but he was still fine.

Heaven and hell are nothing more than that.

He was a little relieved, but it was hard to regain some of his mental energy if it was exhausted.Seeing him coming, Qing Jue immediately rubbed over and circled around him, Yue Lixian felt dizzy and hurriedly calmed down the sword.

It seemed that Qing Jue's fuss had played a role just now, the person leaning on the tree back frowned slightly, Yue Lixian watched him closely to confirm that he had not misread.

After a while, a pair of cold eyes appeared, filled with some estrangement and strangeness.

"……You are?"

Yue Lixian's eyes tightened, but it was only for a moment, the man closed his eyes again, and the strange sense of incongruity dissipated, as if it was just his illusion.

"Lixian." Xiangong Ling looked at him quietly, and tentatively moved his still stiff arm.

Qing Jue rushed over with a whoosh, raising his hand was much easier than raising his arm, Xiangong Ling moved his wrist and let it hide in his sleeve.

Xiangongling wanted to force himself to get up, but Yue Lixian stepped forward to help him move, asking him to rest for a while.

Xian Gongling saw that his eyes were really nervous, maybe she was frightened by the previous scene, so she did the same to make him feel at ease.

"When you came, did you see anyone?" Xiangong Ling asked.

"It's Ji Fuxiang?" Yue Lixian looked down at the blood on his body.

Xiangong Ling shook her head: "I'm afraid she was taken away by the demon cultivator."

Only then did Yue Lixian answer his question, "Never before, I came to the miasma forest with Uncle Ying, but later we separated on the road because of a momentary inattention. When I found Master, there was no one else here."

Knowing that Ying Zihuai was still there, Xiangongling felt relieved a lot, but he did feel that Ying Zihuai had gone out, and he thought Ji Fuluo had done something about it.

She waited at the door early in the morning, obviously premeditated, and Lan Ting might have been coerced by her to suddenly disappear.

Although Xiangongling felt that something was wrong before, he saw through it. He thought that the other party was just a demon cultivator who wanted to use his identity to harm him, so he never expected that she would come back.

The person who was facing each other with swords back then appeared in front of him as if nothing had happened, and was willing to deceive him, and was willing to speak softly to him, begging him to believe, as if the person pierced by his sword was not her.

Whether it was before she was a fellow Taoist or after she fell into the devil, thinking that a person with Ji Fuluo's temperament would be like this, Xiangong Ling not only suspected that she had other plans, but also thought she was crazy.

The only remaining classmate friendship between them, as well as the indistinct charm, have long been wiped away with her series of lies.

When we first met, when we were romantically involved, who would have thought that we would live to the death.

He gave her a sword at the beginning, so it's no wonder that now she is looking for a plan.

Xiangong Ling caught her way, and it was true that she couldn't move at that time, but if it exhausted the inner mansion, that's another story.

Ji Fuluo "before his death" teamed up with the devil headed by the Qiandu Sect to create chaos in the cultivation world, and he never stopped at that time. Now who would believe that she would really stop.

So he was only waiting for one chance, another chance to kill this demon cultivator, he never hesitated.

Ji Fuluo hadn't known him for too long, and he still couldn't believe it when he was hit hard.

She doesn't take this body seriously, but the pain and trauma are all sympathetic.

"Cunning." She clutched the bleeding wound, the interest in her eyes undiminished.

She could have stepped forward to carry it to the death, and it's not that she couldn't carry it, but Xiangong Ling would really "carry it to the death", he was very stubborn.

As long as Ji Fuluo took another step forward, Xiangongling would choose to self-destruct desperately.

Dying for the sake of subduing demons doesn't seem so bad.

Ji Fuluo also noticed this, she didn't want him to die, how could she allow him to die like this after going through all this unnecessary trouble.

and……

She felt the little thing and was still in a good mood.

It didn't deviate too much, and it was still within her control. Slowly, without her doing it herself, Xiangong Ling would belong to her.

Don't worry, she will wait.

Ji Fuluo looked at him for the last time, and he didn't know who looked more embarrassed at this time, but her breath finally disappeared.

Xiangong Ling didn't wait for the last chance to die. He was afraid of being cheated, so he persisted for a long time, and finally lost consciousness at some point.

When he woke up again, he saw Yue Lixian, looking into his eyes as if he was too weak to be hit, so pitiful.

Xiangong Ling felt a little thankful that she was still alive.

"Master, how do you feel now?"

"I'm fine." He said, seeming to glance at the ground inadvertently, but then looked away for a moment.

He's fine, at least for now.

Yue Lixian was originally thoughtful, but now he seemed to be more sensitive. He caught that glance keenly, stood up, and looked around the ground with his eyes. The blood crystal fragments were extremely eye-catching in this dark place, but obviously not. .

After a while, he bent down and pinched something between his fingers, which looked like an insect shell with a strange color.

"what is this?"

"I don't know." Xiangong Ling replied, but didn't even look at it.

Seeing that he was hiding something, Yue Lixian frowned and put the thing in a box and put it away, making up her mind to ask Guibai after she went back.

He asked again: "Is Master cold?"

"not cold."

Yue Lixian brushed against him, Xiangong Ling's body temperature was like ice, and her movements were a little stiff.

So he took off his coat again, squatted down and wrapped it tightly around him.

Xiangong Ling didn't want to use any force at this moment, and let him wrap her tightly, without saying anything.

After a while, Yue Lixian shook his hand again to test his body temperature, and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Xiangong Ling felt much better this time, and said, "It's much better."

Yue Lixian continued to test the temperature, and continued to cover his clothes as if dissatisfied.

Xiangong Ling: "..."

This place is cold and humid, Yue Lixian's barriers were not enough, she persevered in trying to wrap her up tightly, Xiangong Ling was alright at first, but then she was really uncomfortable when he strangled her.

Yue Lixian also noticed this, he hesitated for a moment and had to relax a little more, this time he directly leaned forward and hugged him tightly.

"...Hello." Xiangong Ling couldn't help but resisted tightly.

"Is Master warm?"

Yue Lixian didn't think it was enough, because they were so close, and it was inevitable that his temples would rub together. He turned his face slightly, and his clear, shallow and warm breath would climb into people's ears.

Xiangong Ling tilted her head uncomfortably to hide.

Yue Lixian stared at the clothes wrapped around Xiangong Ling's body with serious eyes, and said:

"Otherwise, it's better to wrap the apprentice in the clothes, so that it will be warmer."

Hearing this, Xiangong Ling leaned back a little to keep a distance from him, clenched his clothes tightly, and looked at him defensively.

Yue Lixian's brows and eyes were crooked again, she spread her palms to show her innocence, Bai Huanghuang's smile was handsome and tight: "I'm just joking."

Xiangong Ling was afraid of him.

Pitiful?

Fragile?

He was wrong, which word did this person get along with?

After Xiangong Ling had calmed down and rested enough, or he was bored, Yue Lixian gave him enough space not to disturb him.

Xiangong Ling closed his eyes and meditated on the spot, while Yue Lixian watched quietly beside him.

After the wounded area of ​​his inner mansion was repaired, he finally felt much better, but it was a long time later.

Xiangong Ling stopped breathing, raised his eyes to look in the direction of Yue Lixian, and saw that he was still staying in the same place, even that posture didn't seem to have changed much.

When he moved slightly, Yue Lixian looked this way and walked over.

"Master won't take care of it for a while?"

Xiangong Ling shook her head: "Let's talk about it later, there is no need to delay."

Yue Lixian felt hazy in her heart, but she also knew that he was being reasonable, so she let him find a way out.

This place is not far from the outside, Xiangong Ling should have retreated directly from this forest earlier, but was delayed because of Ji Fuluo's obstruction.

It was still dark in the distance, mixed with the deepness of the miasma forest, I don't know if it was getting late.

The miasma in the air gradually thinned out, they finally stepped out of the forest, but Xian Gongling walked around to several tombs, Yue Lixian didn't know what he was going to do, seeing him stop suddenly, raised his hand to Open the coffin.

Xian Gongling's injury has not fully recovered, and the inner mansion is still under construction, Yue Lixian couldn't see him making such a fuss, so he hurriedly made another move, and the wooden coffin was directly split from the middle.

The owner's tomb was empty, as it had been before, Xiangong Ling was not surprised.

"Master, do you still want to open it?"

Xiangongling nodded: "Don't cause damage."

Yue Lixian quietly lifted the lids of the remaining coffins.

In the few places that were not "empty tombs", the contents of the coffin were wrapped in a layer of cloth, which was extremely sloppy, and could hardly serve as a shield.

Inside the coffin was a puppet that was about the same size as a human, Xiangong Ling knew that it was a wooden puppet, and the inner core was still the soul of the dead, no wonder it could be confused with the real one.

Yue Lixian restored the place as much as possible, and when they were about to rush out again, approaching Meijiezhuang, Yue Lixian felt that there was an extra person behind him, and the breath was very strange.

What a mess.

His heart trembled slightly, his steps did not slow down by half an inch, but he called Tian Yuan out to deal with it.

A twig flashed out, approaching the person, and suddenly, with a swift attack, it made a detour out of thin air.

Yue Lixian paused to look back, he had indeed never seen the person who came.

He said in a cold voice: Tian Yuan, you actually disobeyed my orders, are you going to kill us?

Seeing that his apprentice was on guard, Xiangong Ling almost made a move, and only then did he vaguely remember that they had never met before.

"Li Xian, don't worry, he is Wu Qiu."