Chapter Ninety-Eight: Obsession

"Nether—"

A low voice suddenly came from behind him, and Shao Zhi was startled, and turned to look behind him in unison with the ghostly pattern, but he saw someone with a gloomy face striding towards them with a fiery red fox. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The dark pattern changed the color of his face, and instead showed a sunny smile, and whispered to the man, "Senior Brother Luo Kun! ”

Luo Kun replied lightly, glanced at his hand with disgust, flicked his sleeves, and the fluffy thing suddenly turned into a fiery red arc and fell straight into Shao Chen's arms.

She subconsciously caught it, looked at the candle with two paws bowing and covering her face, a faint puzzle crossed her face, raised her eyes to look at Luo Kun, and then glanced at the little fox a few times, "What's wrong?" Candle Tong, did you peek at Luo Kun Immortal taking a bath? ”

"Woo woo, this fox is going to have a needle eye-" The little fox lay in Shao Chen's arms, looking like she couldn't see anyone, no matter how she pulled it, she didn't show her head.

I have to say that Shao Zhi's random guess has already guessed seven or eight points, although Candle Tong only saw a dark shadow behind the smoke, but Luo Kun is really defenseless, and the simple little fox still refuses to recover after knowing the inside story is to cover his red complexion.

"Huh?" Shao Chen frowned and glanced at Luo Kun, only to see that his face was so heavy that he was about to drip water.

"Senior Brother Luo Kun, Candle is still young, I'm afraid it's an unintentional mistake, you don't have to worry about her!" Yuwen glanced at Candle Tong and smiled at Luo Kun. Although the little fox always raised the bar with him, it was an excellent cover for him and Lord Shaozun, and there could be no accidents.

"If it's true, she's already in the pot by now!" Luo Kun snorted coldly, rose up, landed on a gray rock, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and breathed.

"Senior brother, the extent of your injuries—" Glometrian asked with concern.

"No problem!" Luo Kun interrupted Youwen's words in a cold voice, and his tone revealed seven points of anger and three points of inexplicable shame. That being said, his appearance at first glance was that his injuries had not healed.

It must have been the candle that disturbed his healing that made this guy grit his teeth so much, but—well done!

Shao Zhi hooked his lips and smiled, rubbing the hairy head of the candle in his arms, which provoked her to make a "woo" sound, "Little candle, don't be angry, when we go to the human world, there is a chance to take revenge!" ”

The candle in his arms flicked twice, poked his head out, looked surprised, and asked in a crisp voice: "We are going to the human world?" ”

"Well, this Nine Heavens Edict requires immortal disciples under the age of five hundred to go down to the human realm to practice-" Shao Zhi put the candle on the ground, and after a burst of red light, there was already a slim girl in front of her, but her cheeks were still dyed red.

Candle Tong turned his head and glared at Youwen, without understanding his affection at all, and then slapped his face and said excitedly: "It's so good, I can finally go to the human world to play!" ”

Then he seemed to think of something, puffed out his cheeks and snorted, "Obviously, the fox clan can walk the human world when they are three hundred years old, but Daddy always won't let me go, I hate it!" ”

"The Lord of Qingqiu is probably worried about your body, and this Nine Heavens Edict, he will never stop you again!" Shao Zhi soothed the candle that changed his face like a flip book, and heard a slight sneer next to him.

However, Candle Xiao didn't pay attention, but was immersed in the sudden joy, and stuck out his tongue at Shao Chen, "It's so dangerous, fortunately, I'm still a hundred years old!" ”

I can't see that the girlish candle is already 400 years old.

Shao Chen smiled slightly, turned to look at the three immortals, and there was a faint look of inquiry on his face.

“…… The disciples made a little preparation, and three days later, they ...... with the moon and Luo Kun's nether realm."

Luo Kun opened his eyes slightly, glanced at his master, and got an affirmative look, and his brows suddenly wrinkled into a big "Chuan" character-

"Ghost Pattern-" Shao Chen softly called the tall figure beside him, and slowly turned around with the dim shadow, "There are a few sword moves I learned yesterday that I need your guidance!" ”

"Hmm-" Youwen looked at her fading back, bowed slightly, glanced at the Penglai disciples around him who were eager to try, a mocking chuckle crossed his lips, and turned to the direction where Shao Chen disappeared.

In a remote valley in Penglai, Shao Yu gently placed the sleeping candle on the stone bed, and a cyan light in her right hand turned into an enchantment covering it, she sighed with satisfaction, straightened up, and slowly walked towards the dark pattern standing in the court.

This small world was built by her three years ago in imitation of Jinyun's residence, in order to miss the quiet and peaceful life of that year, if Jinyun is replaced by a master, and she gets along day and night, it is completely hers alone, only that year she is willing to die even if she dies!

She had quietly infiltrated the Penglai Forbidden Land, but she had never found the mysterious space hidden in the phantom array and the mysterious and unruly Jinyun.

Shao Yan gathered his thoughts, sat on the stone bench, habitually played with a teacup in his hand, lowered his head and asked in a deep voice: "Youwen, do you know the Heavenly Sword?" ”

The frown on his side furrowed slightly, trying to recall the information in his mind, and said rather uncertainly: "Kunlun... Feng Yan - No, the saber ...... of Madame's life"

In the Shura Palace, all the demons call Feng Yan as their wife-

Hearing that harsh title, Shao Chen's heart ached, but he stabilized his mind, clenched the teacup in his hand, and said slowly: "I didn't know until not long ago that it was Feng Yan's sword!" ”

"Six years ago, when I Kunlun was fighting against the immortals of the Four Realms, a sword once flew into my hand on its own, and it killed dozens of immortals in an instant......"

Shao Zhi recounted the earth-shattering battle a few years ago, and his light tone seemed to tell the deeds of others, "...... But then, the sword was broken in my hand, and I felt that it had become scrap metal, and I didn't want to feel that breath again in Penglai a year ago-"

"What do you mean—" The Shadow Pattern asked in a deep voice.

Shao Yan crushed the teacup in his hand, a trace of dust slipped away along his fingers, and the wind drifted into the sky, "Feng Yan is the beloved of the master, and the Zhutian sword is her personal thing, I seemed to feel one of the repulsive forces when I contacted it that day, maybe there was a trace of her divine thoughts in the sword, if I brought it back, the master should be happy——"

"Lord Shaozun-" After three years of companionship, Youwen already knew her thoughts, looking at the lonely look on her face, she wanted to open her mouth but didn't know what to say.

"I'm going to go to the human realm in three days, and I have to take him out before then. I recently felt it carefully, the breath is strong and weak, midnight is the weakest time, I decided to explore Penglai at night, would you like to go together? Shao Zhi stood up, and under his palm was a deep palm print.

The deep color on the dark surface of the dark pattern gradually dissolved, revealing a light smile, "It is my mission to accompany you in the sea of swordsmen and fires. )