Chapter 267: Soul Break (13)
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Fu Li did think so, but Gu Mian's words undoubtedly made him more excited. Although his foot strength is considerable, this place is indeed too far away from Canglang Mountain, but the northwest Sijia is only a thousand miles away, and he can reach it in a moment.
Now that Jin'er has successfully sealed the Jindan, he can't see the clue why he is unconscious for a while, whether it is related to the things hidden in her belt, or whether there are other reasons that need to be further investigated, not to mention the fact that today's ghost fire, so many people have witnessed it, and he also needs to deal with the aftermath of Jin'er......
Therefore, no matter from which aspect, going to Sijia is undoubtedly the most suitable choice.
Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, and the answer was instantaneous.
A trace of intent crossed Fu Li's indifferent face, and then nodded and said, "It's okay, Jin'er is unconscious and urgently needs to breathe, so she can't delay for a moment." Sijia is indeed a good place to go. ā
Hearing this, Gu Mian was overjoyed in his heart, his white eyebrows and white beard were happily raised high, and he said again and again: "His Holiness is here in person, it is the luck of the Si family, the blessing of the northwest!"
Seeing him like this, Fu Li's eyebrows frowned, but his face did not move, and he said lightly: "It's serious." This time going to the Si family is just an expedient measure, and I don't want too many people to disturb Jin'er's pranayama. ā
How could he not understand what he meant. Fu Li didn't want her identity and that of his disciple to be known by a second person other than him.
When monks walk in the world, they often hide their identity as cultivators. First, it is for self-training, and second, it is to avoid unnecessary trouble. Ordinary people are like this, let alone the respect of the glass immortals.
Gu Mian naturally understood, so he nodded hurriedly and answered "yes".
Fu Li lifted her eyes and looked at the place where the river and the sky intersected in the distance, half of the red sun had sunk into the ground, the orange sunset exuded the last residual heat, and several lonely birds left a long series of hiss in the air, flapping their wings, and soon disappeared into the darkness and night fog that quickly spread and cramped up.
Just as the two were talking back and forth, night had quietly fallen.
"In that case, the hour is not too early, so let's start the morning......" Fu Li retracted her gaze and reminded.
"Yes. Gu Mian responded, and then drove the magic weapon to the east bank of the river, and after a brief talk with everyone, he sacrificed a boat-shaped magic weapon.
After everyone boarded the magic weapon, he nodded at Fu Li and drove the magic weapon to take the lead, while Fu Li followed behind with white feathers.
"Brother, who will they be, brother?" Si Fushuang turned slightly to the side. The strong wind on the side of the boat forced her to narrow her eyes, and her distant gaze was cast diagonally behind her.
The man flying against the wind was dressed in a white robe, and the robe, placket and cuffs were embroidered with a circle of silver auspicious clouds, which was luxurious and low. The inky satin hair is obediently fastened to the back of the head with an emerald green bamboo branch hosta, and a few strands are swept up by the wind and flutter playfully in mid-air.
The sun was sinking, and the heavy twilight was pouring up from the east, darkening most of the sky.
The man was long and jade, and the hem of his white robe fluttered in the wind, and the silhouette was blurred by the night fog that was bullied. However, the man seemed to have his own brilliance, even if he was embedded in the twilight, he was still full of brilliance, as if he was a fairy and unspeakably expensive.
Looking at him, not only will he not be confused by his handsome and extraordinary appearance, but will give birth to a sense of admiration and reverence.
Is this the "posture of the immortals"...... Si Fushuang murmured in her heart.
She originally thought that the immortals were all like Gu Shenyi, with crane hair and a childish face, except for the hair that showed an old state, the others looked no different from ordinary people. But it turned out that this was the immortal, the real immortal under the moon.
Dancing like a fairy, with its own brilliance flowing, riding the wind and turning the wind away, the face is handsome and flawless, the expression is light and noble, and the eyes are calm and calm, as if nothing is in the eyes, but it seems that everything is in the eyes. In his eyes, these worldly people are nothing more than a multitude of sent.
Her voice was already low, and there was a strong wind whistling wildly on the side of the boat, and the blowing sound of "whoosh" covered Si Fushuang's voice, and only a few words were left in Si Jinran's ears. But Si Jinran knew his sister and knew what she was thinking, and he himself was actually thinking the same way.
But he had always been calm, so he shook his head lightly and said, "Shuang'er, don't talk nonsense. ā
What are their identities, and is it still unclear what happened just now? Moreover, it can also be seen from the posture of Doctor Gu.
Gu Mian's Guiyi Valley is also the number one cultivation sect on the mainland of Bazhou, and because what he cultivates is the way to heal poisons, his status is more respectful. With Gu Mian's qualifications, he still has to salute this person respectfully, and his status can be seen.
He heard that although cultivators have eliminated evil and helped the world, they also have many strange habits. Shuang'er has a straightforward temperament, and sometimes speaks openly, and it's nothing to meet people close to them, but that immortal chief has a special identity, so it's better not to let her talk too much.
Si Fushuang glanced at her brother with a solemn face, pursed her lips, and then nodded sullenly and answered "yes".
Before turning back, she couldn't help but glance over there again, just in time to see the man looking down at the woman in his arms. The gentleness of the bowed head, like a breeze blowing the calm lake, rippled layer by layer, suddenly seemed to be a little angry, no longer so high and unattainable.
Si Fushuang was stunned.
Because Fu Li's complexion is too light and cold, the softness that suddenly spreads out at this moment will make her so surprised.
It turns out that the immortals are not all cold to unattainable postures. She said secretly in her heart, and her eyes subconsciously moved to the woman who was properly held in his arms.
The woman faced the man, most of her face buried in his chest, still unconscious. The woman's body was curled up in the man's arms, and she looked more and more petite. Her long black hair hung down in mid-air, like fine brocade, dyed with a thin flowing light in the faint afterglow.
Obviously, there was a howling wind on the side of the boat, and even the man's robe was slightly bulging by the wind, but the woman's hanging hair was calm and quiet, and the lines did not move.
Si Fushuang remembered the blue transparent light curtain that had just shrouded their heads, and when Jiang Xin's giant ball exploded, the people they were shrouded in didn't even feel a trace of qi blowing on their faces. So, at this moment, ...... woman is also being protected by a man like this?
She thought of the woman's delicate appearance, and couldn't help but guess the relationship between the two.
A secular woman is at the age of talking about marriage again, and Si Fushuang has already moved her feelings, so looking at the scene in front of her can't help but bring a little charming thoughts. With that kind of bearing, that kind of look, and such soft eyes, they are partners......
I heard that immortals can also marry and have children...... Si Fushuang said in her heart, the two are really a good match...... (To be continued.) )