CHAPTER XIX

Jiang and I stared at each other with wide eyes, both speechless. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Jiang Li's face was already pale, and at this time, blue tendons clearly burst out on his forehead: "How could I know!

Oh, co-authoring this is still a secret method, it's really unreliable.

I stretched out my hands to the general: "That's over, I don't know." ā€

Throw me an eye knife from the air bulge, but unfortunately he has not fully recovered his vitality, this stare is not murderous, but there is a peerless beauty's eye waves.

I coughed, waved away all the confusion in my mind, and continued: "Is there any other place to go? ā€

Ignoring me, he walked to the top of the hill and raised his head to look at the sky.

I also looked up, only to see the stars dotted, the sky is vast, a full moon is in the sky, the moonlight is ruthless, pouring down.

I didn't see any flowers, so I turned my head to see the departure.

Jiang Li said: "You Cangwu like to set up a large array according to the stars, and the secluded fence is ten miles in radius, and Danshu must also lay down the formation on the ground according to the stars here." ā€

"That's amazing," I said, "the stars in the sky can also echo the formations on the ground?"

Will leave the road: "Cangwu Taoism is mysterious, and everything can be arrayed." It's not for nothing that Danshu prefers this. The full moon hangs high, the fire is in the west, and the glow is in the south, echoing the secluded fence on the ground. ā€

I was puzzled, and my mouth habitually interrupted: "What if this array is not under Danshubu?"

Jiang Lidao: "Then I will use your blood to sacrifice the array." Using the blood of the person who set up the formation as a medium, forcibly break the formation. ā€

I shuddered, and said in my heart that this person was beautiful, but he acted so ruthlessly, which was terrifying.

No, it suddenly occurred to me that if the formation was broken, what was the use of us entering this bamboo forest? This formation was originally used to refuse guests and live in seclusion, once the spell failed, how could we rely on this formation to escape the pursuit of the gods?

Before I could figure it out, I pulled the handicap past me, grabbed a slender "leaf" in my hand at some point, and began to look at my wrist, as if looking for a place to go under the knife.

"Hey!" I hurriedly pulled my hand back, but I didn't expect that the strength of the general was so strong, I couldn't beat him, so I had to beg for mercy, "Your Excellency the flower master, you calm down, there is more than one way to break the formation, and besides, we always have somewhere else to go, why do you have to ......"

Before I finished speaking, I flipped my slender fingers, and the thing was completely submerged in my mouth.

I snapped my eyes shut.

The expected sharp pain did not come, only a moment of soreness.

I slowly opened my eyes.

Damn, he really stuck all the "leaves" in it just now? Why don't I feel anything?

Jiang Li looked at me with a playful expression: "You have become a lot less courageous. ā€

I wiped my face, trying not to think about how to beat him. I died several times in three days, not to mention the despair of death itself, it was just the pain of death, and I really didn't want to go through it again.

"Can you explain?" I raised my arm, still not daring to turn my wrist.

Jiang Li stroked my tiger's mouth and said proudly: "This green crystal is condensed by me, and it can absorb the memories in the corpse." I'll take it out later, and I'll know how to get in. ā€

I said indifferently, "You treat me like a corpse?"

Jiang Lidao: "You don't know if you ask you, so you have to ask this body." ā€

I listened and vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the attitude of Jiangli. Ever since he woke up, his attitude towards me has been subtle -- how did he wake up from his slumber?

The blow of the wind god directly hit the original form of Jiangli, but his face was just a little worse.

It seems necessary to put some words out. I thought about it, relaxed my wrist, and said slowly: "Look at you as beautiful as a woman, it turns out that you are also very powerful." ā€

Jiang Li really narrowed his eyes: "What did you say?"

I tried to control the cold sweat behind my back, stiffened my head, and pretended to be relaxed: "I praise you for your beauty." Flower owner, don't you have to be good-looking to be a good look? Before you cried Danshu, so sad, I thought you weren't that powerful. ā€

Jiang Li sighed, gently held up my hand, pinched the spar, and twisted it out of my tiger's mouth little by little, and the sour numbness suddenly began to crawl all over my body, seeping into my limbs, making me unable to move.

Will leave the road: "I'm not good. I almost died. Saved twice by your blood, do you think I should be grateful?"

I couldn't stop shivering, and I was so numb that I couldn't speak.

This is careful!

Jiang Li glanced at me, probably seeing that my face was distorted, and I had really learned a lesson, so he quickly pulled out the remaining small piece of spar and said, "I am indeed very grateful to you." Your blood is more nourishing than dragon's blood, but unfortunately most of it seeped into the earth, and I only had time to suck a few drops before I lost consciousness. ā€

My eyes widened. What do you mean?

Jiang Li looked at me, and suddenly laughed, a little gloating: "Thanks to you, in the next few decades, I am afraid that there will be a few immortal demons in Lushan Lion Peak." ā€

His laughter swept through many mysteries in my mind and connected the past.

I suddenly understood what Big Bird was saying.

Lightning strike is the natural enemy of the monster, and the flower branch of the detachment is only wrapped around this body, and it quickly replenishes the vitality; the wind god directly attacks the original body, but with only a few drops of blood from this body, the detachment can recover; this body not only dies and is reborn again and again, but also can summon higher-level thunder and lightning to repel the thunder god, and can directly use spiritual power to rudely flush the water god to vomit blood.

One in twelve gods. Big Bird didn't lie to me.

The corpse alone has so much energy. In the form of one-twelfth, it can easily punish the god of thunder and water.

How could Tsubaki be just a small Cangwu Daoist.

Tsubaki is the deity.

So where are you now, Tsubaki, you must not be dead, and you must not have lost your soul.

Is it watching us as if they were watching a puppet show?

I pressed the turbulent waves in my heart, calmed the expression on my face, and said: "Lushan Heaven and Earth Lingze, there are more monsters, it's not that you can't make offerings." ā€

After thinking about it, he said, "I lost my words just now, please don't mind." ā€

Jiang Li lifted his eyelids and glanced at me, and snorted: "I embarrassed you just now, please don't mind." ā€

Two people who have experienced life and death several times, at this moment, pretending to say to each other, "You don't mind", is indescribably absurd.

The two of us looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

Jiang Li shook his head and smiled: "You are still like this, it won't be over if you don't tease me." I deliberately made trouble with you in the Fan Sheng Array, seeing that you were stupid, and I thought that I was finally better than you, but I was still angered by your words. He sighed, "I really haven't grown even a minute." ā€

His sigh came so abruptly that I didn't know how to react at once.

What would Tsubaki say?

Will you still think I'm Tsubaki, right?

It's just that I don't know what he thinks of Tsubaki itself.

"After all these years, why do you have to decide the winner or loser?" I said tentatively, "some things are more important than the winner." ā€

Jiang Li said: "Why is this still the case." ā€

Hey, could it be that Tsubaki said something similar?

"For me, the thing that is more important than winning or losing is no longer meaningful. The rest of my life is nothing but wins and losses. Jiang Li smiled slightly, "But compared to you, I still have a win." You're stupid, I'm smart. ā€

"Hey!" I said to myself, how this man is so sad and joyful, and laughing and laughing, "who is stupid, you crying." ā€

Jiang Li squinted again: "Should I remind you that I have refined more than one green crystal?"

As he spoke, he raised the green "blade" in his hand menacingly.

I thought about that sour numbness, and immediately became honest, and said with a sneer: "Otherwise, don't waste it, keep the spar." You see it's dark night, why don't we do something serious and find a way to enter the bamboo forest as soon as possible?"

Jiang Li snorted and rolled his eyes.

He raised his hand and sent the hedron up, and the hedron slowly floated to the height of two people.

Will leave a moment to look at it nicely.

I waited for a while, but there was no movement, and then I asked, "Is the hedron failing?"

Jiang Li glanced at me again.

His face has become more and more pale, and the spar is controlled by him, I am afraid that in this state, he can no longer let the spar work.

"I know what you're thinking," said Shori, "You must be thinking, 'Is it okay for Sholi to look very weak and absorb memories?'" Hmph, when did I not succeed in what I did? I could not even get the wood, let alone a small memory. ā€

I almost laughed.

Jiang Li sometimes looks quite mature, but in fact, he is still like a child.

In other words, someone once maintained the innocent side very well.

"Okay, what is the situation now?" I asked.

Jiang Li said: "I have tried, the more complex the memory, the longer the hedron stays. He glanced at me, "I guess you have too much stuff going on in your head." ā€

The hedron hung in the air, and as he spoke, it began to spin, spinning faster and faster, emitting different shades of light. The green light reflected on my and Jiangli's faces, not dazzling, but gentle and gentle, like a wisp of wind entangled with people.

"Is this the beginning?" I couldn't help but ask, "what do you think of the memory?"

will not answer me.

He looked at it as if he had seen many people and things passing by in front of his eyes one by one.

The light of the hedron hit his face, adding a bit of demonic charm to his pale face, and it seemed to make him more ghostly.

And his expression was so sad that I didn't dare to disturb him again.

After a long time, he closed his eyes forcefully.

I was a little curious that he had read Tsubaki's memories. What did he see?

Unexpectedly, the first thing Jiang Li said was: "I see." ā€