Fan Yingying flushed the foam on her hand, she understood that Han Sicheng was also kind, but what her brother was like, she knew the most in her heart, that thing that didn't make people worry, if she really arrived in the provincial capital, it was estimated that it would be better to stay at home and be stable, she was inconvenient to say these words to Han Sicheng, and said casually: "Let's talk about it then." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

At night, before it was dark, Fan Yingying followed Han Sicheng to drive to Sifeng Mountain, and when she was about to go out, Jian Qiqi pulled out Huang Xiaxia from the sofa in the living room: "Lend me this little thing for a while." ”

Jian Seventeen carried the fur on the back of Huang Xiaxia's neck, Huang Xiaxia's four legs hung around, and his little eyes were round: "Don't borrow, who is a little thing!" I'm not a thing at all! ”

Jian Seventeen's personality was already introverted, and when he heard Huang Xiaxia's words, he raised his hand to make it look at him at eye level: "Why don't you want to follow me?" ”

Huang Xiaxia looked at Jian Seventeen's handsome eyebrows, and the sour words in his mouth were inexplicably stuck in his throat, and he paused, before he said in a thin voice: "Ah, it's not that you can't go." ”

"Can you go or can't you go?" Jian Seventeen frowned, his good-looking eyebrows and eyes squeezed together, and he looked like he had a faint sadness.

Huang Xiaxia snorted, was handsome, and twisted: "Then go." ”

As soon as the words fell, Jian Seventeen asked Fan Yingying, "Okay?" ”

Fan Yingying nodded: "It agrees with me, naturally I have no opinion." ”

When Jian Seventeen heard this, he walked out with Huang Xiaxia in his hand, but Huang Xiaxia stopped doing it: "Why are you, I'm a bag, you carry it around!" ”

Jian Seventeen stood up and raised his head: "Then what do you want?" ”

"Hug me!" Huang Xiaxia narrowed her small eyes, and her small mouth pursed into a straight line.

Jian Seventeen carried it and hugged it in his arms: "Is this okay?" ”

Huang Xiaxia smiled and nodded, and when she was about to walk to the door, she remembered and asked, "No, where are you going to take me?" ”

"Catch the chicken!" Sword Seventeen replied crisply.

Huang Xiaxia was stunned for a long time, and it wasn't until she came out of the yard that she woke up and shouted in a sharp voice: "Crazy you!" I'm the 123rd generation of Huang Santai's grandson, and you actually let me catch chickens! ”

"Then you're also a weasel, don't you know how to catch chickens?"

Huang Xiaxia couldn't say a word when she was choked, and rolled her eyes hatefully.

Jian Seventeen took out a piece of rune paper from his arms, recited a few words, and pasted the rune paper on his arm, and the whole person disappeared into the street out of thin air.

When Jian Seventeen left with Huang Xiaxia, Fan Yingying changed into comfortable clothes and followed Han Sicheng to drive to Sifeng Mountain.

When I arrived at Sifeng Mountain, the sky was already dark, the four fields were empty, and the moon in the sky was quite bright, but the white moonlight sprinkled on the mountain road was blocked by the dense branches overhead.

Han Sicheng took out the flashlight and walked in front, Fan Yingying followed closely behind, and during the day, she didn't feel how difficult the mountain road was, but now she only relied on the faint light of the flashlight, and it was simply difficult to walk.

"Oops!" I don't know what I'm stepping on, and I almost lost my foot.

"Are you alright?" Han Sicheng immediately stopped, turned his head and took the flashlight to shine it.

Fan Yingying couldn't open her eyes because of the dazzling white light, and hurriedly waved her hand: "It's too dazzling." ”

Han Sicheng hurriedly put down the flashlight, the light shone on the ground, and the two people faced each other, but they could see each other's expressions clearly, but they were not so distinct.

"What's wrong?" Han Sicheng was very worried, he didn't expect this mountain road to be so difficult to walk before, he just wanted to come back when he got back, and the wind in the mountain was afraid that Fan Yingying would freeze.

"I don't know what I've stepped on, so I'm hanging and falling." Fan Yingying stretched out her leg and kicked indiscriminately on the ground.

"I'll lead you away, if you fall, I can still help hold up." After Han Sicheng finished speaking, he didn't care whether Fan Yingying agreed or not, and directly grabbed her hand.

Han Sicheng's hands were very cold, cold and no temperature, but they were very powerful, and Fan Yingying was almost pulled all the way up the mountain by him.

The tip of her nose was painful from the wind blowing on the top of the mountain, Fan Yingying shrunk her neck, and it was dark all around, there was neither a faint green ghost fire, nor a ghost sound, except for the rustling of leaves blown by the wind, the four fields were silent.

Han Sicheng kept walking in front of Fan Yingying, and the two groped to find the tombstone of Master Zhang Jinxia during the day, and took out the prepared incense burner and offerings.

The wind on the mountain was so strong that it couldn't catch fire for a long time, Han Sicheng was anxious, so he directly took off his coat and let Fan Yingying stand up to block the wind, and tossed for a while before he lit the incense.

The two knelt in front of the tombstone, and after taking the incense seriously, they got up and walked to the open space on the side.

It is said to be an open space, but in fact it is a flat land four or five meters square, and the ground is covered with dead grass, but it happens to be not occupied by the cemetery.

During the day, Zhang Jinxia said that this land has been empty because of bad feng shui, he has carefully surveyed, this small piece of land looks inconspicuous, but it is where the veins of the whole mountain are, here is extremely yin, ordinary people buried here can not be suppressed at all, this is empty in vain.

For Fan Yingying and Han Sicheng, what they need most for demon cultivation is yin qi, and this place is simply a unique place for cultivation.

Han Sicheng put the padded mat he brought, and Fan Yingying sat down face to face with him.

Han Sicheng took out the rune paper prepared by Zhang Jinxia and pasted it on the gossip directions around the two of them, and then took out the chicken blood in the bottle, and silently recited the incantation in his mouth.

Seeing this, Han Sicheng hurriedly shouted: "Facheng! ”

The red light on the rune paper was like flowing water, and the two of them were directly encircled in the red aura.

Fan Yingying was dumbfounded, when she heard Zhang Jinxia say it before, she didn't think it was amazing, but now that she saw it with her own eyes, she knew that it was so powerful.

Han Sicheng set up, sat back on the cushion, crossed his legs, and rested his hands flat on his knees.

Fan Yingying did the same, Han Si saw that she was sitting down, so she extinguished the flashlight: "Close your eyes, feel the surroundings, just feel that there is yin qi raging, and try to drive your divine consciousness out of the body." The first time I tried, it was okay if I couldn't get out of my body, and I tried many times before before I succeeded. After the divine consciousness is out of the body, it is best to manipulate it to prey on the yin soul, and it is best to use the aura of the yin soul to assist in cultivation. ”

Fan Yingying did as she said, closed her eyes, and concentrated to feel the surroundings, and sure enough, she noticed that there was an extremely strong yin qi swirling around, she tried to drive the divine consciousness, but she didn't want the divine consciousness to get into her body and ran towards the jade pendant.

Fan Yingying panicked for a while, and she knew what to do, she tried twice to get her divine consciousness out of her body, but she didn't want it to walk more and more towards Yupei, she really had no choice but to act according to her divine sense. (To be continued.) )