Ziyang and Huitong are who they are, they can naturally see the demon spirit in this sword, and they frowned and said, "Yifei, where did you get this sword?" ”

"I melt it myself" Zhu Yifei rubbed her aching chest, her throat was a little hoarse from blood, and when she spoke, it was more like she was being cut by a knife. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Demon girl, you are not lightly injured, let's breathe on the spot first" Hui Channel.

"En" responded in a hoarse voice, Zhu Yifei sat cross-legged on the ground, and Ziyang followed, putting his palms against his back, slowly injecting true qi.

The sky has completely darkened, the miasma in the forest has almost reached an unprecedented level, and there are constantly dark shadows flashing between the barbaric graves that cannot be seen, and the little monk looked at the two golden dust lights less than a meter away from him, and unconsciously moved closer to the two.

With Ziyang's help, her injuries recovered quickly, and it is strange to say that Ziyang's Xuanqing Halal Qi is Extreme Yang, and she is Extreme Yin, it stands to reason that there is a difference between water and fire, but for some reason, after Extreme Yang meets Extreme Yin, it can be inexplicably transformed.

And at this moment, Ziyang also had mixed feelings in his heart, this Zhu Yifei's cultivation rose very quickly, much stronger than ordinary demons, from the time the two of them entered the Yudan together, he saw that now, even his magic eyes can't see through her specific Taoism.

"Master, it's okay" Tan opened his mouth slightly, slowly exhaling a few wisps of dark red fiery demonic qi, and Zhu Yifei felt less tired.

"Demon girl, have you met a demon?" The little monk couldn't help but ask when he saw the look of anger in her mouth.

"Well, isn't this already forged into a sword?"

"Aren't the demons in the immortal realm all washed away from their demonic nature? How could such an evil thing suddenly come out? Ziyang also muttered to himself in a low voice.

"It's not good to stay here for a long time, let's leave first," Zhu Yifei said.

The three of them hurried all night toward the front, and in a short time they realized that something was wrong, for no matter which direction they went, no matter how quickly they fled, they would eventually return to the place of the tomb, as if they could never get out of this desolate graveyard.

"No" Ziyang's footsteps landed, stopped, and looked at the familiar old tree, as well as the tombless tomb under the root, his sword eyebrows furrowed.

"Huitong, what did you see?" Ziyang said to the little monk.

"No" The little monk also shook his head seriously, and then said: "It's because I can't see anything that I feel strange."

Zhu Yifei was stunned when she heard this, looked at the blurred darkness in front of her, and had no choice but to call out the injured magic eye, swept around, and was really confused, but she still didn't give up and looked around again, only to find that there was another faint pale yellow light and shadow in the east direction of her left hand, flickering far and near, fluctuating.

"There's light in that direction," she stretched out her hand and drew the eyes of the little monk and Ziyang over.

The two looked at each other for a while, looking at each other, there was no reason why they couldn't see anything with Zhu Yifei's eyes.

Puzzled, Ziyang said, "Let's go, let's go to the light first"

After that, the two followed behind Zhu Yifei and walked close to the ground and drove the clouds.

After walking for about two hours, the light and shadow became brighter and brighter.

Huitong grabbed his bald head while flying and asked, "Demon girl, are you sure you saw the light?" ”

"Yes, what did I lie to you" Zhu Yifei said angrily.

"But why didn't I see it?"

"No, it's just ahead, you see, there's a dark shadow, it looks like someone is walking in front of me with a lamp."

The little monk looked at it intently again, and said with a long sigh: "Demon girl, you should be seriously injured and hallucinate in your magic eye?"

Hearing him say this, Zhu Yifei suddenly stopped, thought about it, and said with some hesitation: "It should be, it won't."

As soon as the words fell, I heard a sudden high-pitched singing voice in front of me, the voice was neither thick nor thin, neither good nor unpleasant, but the distance was a little far, and the vague words were a little unclear.

Seeing that the light that was finally catching up was getting farther and farther away, Bei Yan bit his lower lip lightly and said to the little monk: "Chase"

After saying that, he went out in a hurry and rode the clouds.

The little monk saw that Ziyang had followed without saying a word, so he also frowned and followed.

After a while, the light and shadow were getting bigger and bigger, and Zhu Yifei could see it with certainty, it was indeed a lamp.

And the man with the lantern was humming a very strange tune:

"Today and tomorrow, back and forth;

You say you're a little lamp ghost, but you don't have a toothy mouth;

I came to your place tonight to look at the mountains and rivers;

The old man came thousands of miles to meet, but he saw lonely souls and wild ghosts in one place;

There are also three little offspring, who are stupid and don't pull a few turns of their legs;

A bald head is not ashamed, and a long-haired stinky old man;

Which one has seen my lamp, and which one has followed me to immortality, to immortality......."

Zhu Yifei listened to the lyrics of the lantern man, and suddenly felt a little messy in the wind, standing on the head of the cloud and almost falling down, she couldn't help but secretly say in her heart: "This old man must be a master, only a master has such a strange stinky problem" So he accelerated his pace more and more.

Although Ziyang and the little monk didn't see anything, they could still hear the singing voice clearly, and the faces of the two of them suddenly darkened by half, especially the little monk, whose jade face was flushed, and even the slender and graceful neck was also red.

I couldn't help but say to the void: "Stop singing, the sound is so ugly"

Zhu Yifei grabbed Huitong's arm, shook his head, and saw that the light and shadow that were originally less than three or four meters away instantly drifted away several times, and hurriedly grabbed the two of them and chased after them.

Chasing and catching up all the way, until the dawn of the day, a ray of sunlight came into view, and the four fields gradually brightened, and the lamp staggered away quickly, and Zhu Yifei also saw the back of the lantern man.

Dressed in a tattered patched robe, half of his bare legs were thin and crooked, his unkempt hair was coiled back his head, pinned by a straw pole, and his dark skin was covered with scars and dirt.

But the lamp in his hand was not really a lamp, but a golden lotus, the size of a palm, and a silver-white thin thread hung from the lotus platform, hanging on one of the old man's fingers, leisurely, as if it would fall at any time.

The old man didn't seem to want to meet them head-on, and when he saw that Zhu Yifei was about to speak, he hurriedly opened his legs, and in two or three steps, he ran out a hundred meters away and disappeared.

The little monk and Ziyang listened to the old man singing disgusting lyrics over and over again along the way, and they were very unhappy at first, but when they saw that the surrounding scenery had turned into green mountains and green waters, and the fragrance was wafting all over the field, they knew that the old man was saving them.

The three of them were all a little tired after the night's journey, and they found a clear stream following the hoof prints, freshened up a little, and sat down on the bank waiting for the light of day.

Zhu Yifei finished washing her face, looking at her reflection in the water in a daze, unconsciously she has traveled here for more than 20 years, according to the time of the mortal world, there are more than 100 years, until now, those faces that have been imprinted in the deepest part of the memory have become blurred, and even, when facing themselves, they will feel extremely strange and frightened.

"Enchantress, what are you thinking?" Half of the little monk's body was immersed in the water, I don't know when, he had already taken off his clothes, only a pair of obscene pants with a big thorn, a perfect figure, muscles ** ravine, proportional arrangement as if made in heaven, solid arms, clear muscles, eight-pack abdominal muscles on both sides of the midline, matching the slender waist, it looks extremely tight and attractive.

His skin was very white, almost the same color as hers, and his body was dripping with water, reflecting the brilliant brilliance in the morning sun, if he hadn't seen it since he was a child, he would really be bewitched by it like a girl and couldn't extricate himself.

"I'm thinking about how you grew like this when you eat, sleep, sleep and eat all day long" Zhu Yifei saw that she was watery and teased her face, and she also teased her back very unceremoniously.

The little monk saw that her water curtain was bigger than his own, so he waved his arm and lifted the larger water curtain, drenching Zhu Yifei, who had not had time to dodge, from top to bottom.

"Huitong, she's still injured" Ziyang Jianmei sighed slightly, hurriedly took out a silk handkerchief from his arms, and carefully wiped the slightly cool stream water off her cheeks, the movements were gentle and ambiguous.

"It's okay, he's still a child" was stirred by the slightly cool water, and instantly felt a tingling pain in his chest, and couldn't help coughing a few times, he said.

"I'm not a child anymore," Huitong looked like he had done something wrong, standing in the water with his bald head hanging down, and his red lips pursed slightly.

The two of them ignored him, and Ziyang asked Zhu Yifei, "Isn't there a water-repellent bead and a fire-repelling bead on the Baguio Double Dragon Sword?" You didn't have it with you? ”

"One of the two dragons was eaten by the ice bird, and the other was melted into the molten flames, and those two beads must have melted into the sword as well."

"Ice birds? Flame molten slurry? You say you landed somewhere in a pool of flames? ”

"En" Zhu Yifei has a secret ghost in her heart, and she doesn't want to say more, for fear that Ziyang will find out the bottom of it, and her little secret will be lost, so she said: "Where did you fall?" ”

"It's just a burial pit, like a place for the ancient human race to pay tribute, you can take that sword with me again" Ziyang spread out his palm unrelentingly, his phoenix eyes flashed, and he stared at the little head in front of him.

"Huh? Oh" Zhu Yifei was helpless, stretched out his hand to summon the sword, and handed it to Ziyang, but at this moment, he suddenly heard an exclamation from the little monk, and the two of them turned their heads to look together, and saw that the monk who was still playing in the stream just now was actually gone.

"Oh no, there's a demonic spirit" Ziyang snorted, turned around and jumped, and melted into the stream.