Luo Wushuang clenched the sword in his hand, and cautiously approached the temple that revealed gloom and horror, giving Luo Wushuang the only feeling that he had to guard against not only people but also 'ghosts', because this temple was too suitable for nourishing all yin things, the half-cracked windows were covered with cobwebs, and a large musty smell crept into the nasal cavity, causing people to feel uncomfortable.

The ensuing cliff wind ignited a fire behind Luo Wushuang, and Luo Wushuang turned around and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Who asked you to light the fire, what if there is an ambush!"

Yafeng showed his little tiger teeth, looked at Luo Wushuang with a smile and said: "My fire fold is not as good as your lion roar, it is estimated that there is no one in the ancient temple, but the people outside are rushing to this side." ”

Luo Wushuang's green muscles burst out, clenched his fists, and Ya Feng continued to mend the knife: "Also, what kind of shaking is your hand holding the sword, the sword itself is whining." ”

Luo Wushuang was about to say something, when a sharp voice pierced the night sky, illuminating the entire land, which was in the direction of Beilin, the two of them ran to the door to watch together, Yafeng sneered and said, "It's really despicable." After Yafeng finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the temple, and even threw the fire fold on the ground.

Ben Rao is Luo Wushuang also recognized that it was a signal flare back to Huang Pavilion, he was slightly stunned, looking at the back of the cliff wind in the distance, and when he was about to catch up, someone held him hostage from behind, and the dagger was against his waist, wanting to cry for help, and his mouth was also covered.

Luo Wushuang could only slowly retreat deeper into the temple with the people who came, and a gust of palm wind swept the door of the temple shut, and the sound of the heavy closing of the door seemed to fall on Luo Wushuang's heart.

The fire fold hanging on the ground gradually weakened, and the people who came also restrained Luo Wushuang and retreated behind the Buddha statue in the temple, Luo Wushuang looked at the Buddha statue by the firelight and felt more and more that he had fallen into the demon cave, and the expression of the Buddha statue was not the kind eyebrows and kind eyes of the daily life, but a treacherous and weird face.

Luo Wushuang gritted his teeth, slapped the person with a palm, the person who came seemed to be a little annoyed and angry, took Luo Wushuang's string clasp palm, and restrained Luo Wushuang's backhand, but the person who came did not make any further movements against the dagger on Luo Wushuang's waist.

After being silent for a while, the man spoke: "Xiao Shuangshuang, why are you still so weak, how can you protect Mu Bai like this?" The faint voice of the person who came came to Luo Wushuang's ears, who else could this be Jun Mubai, who had been missing for a long time?

Luo Wushuang listened to this familiar voice, no longer cared about the dagger against his waist, turned around directly, and looked at Jun Mubai with the light of the fire that was about to be extinguished, those eyes were still as black as obsidian, full of starlight, and Jun Mubai's pale face showed a slight smile.

The fire went out, and the two of them were plunged into darkness. Luo Wushuang groped forward and unceremoniously punched Jun Mubai, Jun Mubai was forced, but his body did not avoid letting Luo Wushuang vent his anger, Luo Wushuang said angrily: "What are you playing and disappearing, do you know that I have almost taken my life several times in order to find you!"

Jun Mubai chuckled lightly and coughed slightly: "Mu Bai is afraid that Xiao Shuangshuang will be too bored during the journey, so the specially arranged cat and mouse game is exciting, right?"

Luo Wushuang's willow eyebrows were raised, and he said dissatisfiedly: "It's so exciting, I can't even play anymore." ”

Although Jun Mubai knew that Luo Wushuang couldn't see it, he also nodded and said with a smile: "I can see that the hand holding the sword just now is shaking like that." ”

After Jun Mubai finished speaking, he laughed, a little out of breath, Luo Wushuang snorted, ignored Jun Mubai anymore, and groped for the extinguished fire fold according to his memory, just lit it, walked back to the back of the Buddha statue, and when he saw Jun Mubai in front of him, the fire fold fell to the ground again.

Luo Wushuang glanced away, the Jun Mubai in front of him was far from the white-clothed Jun Mubai in his memory, and he didn't even know if he could be called a 'perfect person', the clothes opened large and small openings, and some of the places where they were opened could even see the white bones, and the clothes were no longer the original white clothes, instead they were black and unnatural enough, Luo Wushuang asked with a little trembling: "Have these **** changed clothes?"

Jun Mubai's eyebrows showed a rare gentleness, and he shrugged his shoulders slightly helplessly: "How can I have time?" Luo Wushuang lowered her eyes, she didn't dare to imagine how many wounds it would take to embellish a piece of white clothes dyed black, but the understated 'cat and mouse game' in Jun Mubai's mouth was dripping with blood.

Luo Wushuang was not stupid enough to ask Jun Mubai if it hurt, her eyes were a little moist when she leaned over and picked up the fire fold on the ground, she was a little surprised. She deliberately extinguished the fire and rubbed her eyes.

The two were in the dark again, and after Luo Wushuang stabilized his emotions, he also learned Jun Mubai's tone and said, "Wow, Bai Crazy, you are so dirty that you even hate dogs, do you know?" ”

Jun Mubai laughed and said, "Xiao Shuangshuang is really not kind enough, and he won't even laugh at Mu Bai for such an opportunity." ”

Luo Wushuang also laughed, and after laughing, the two fell silent in the dark, and after a while, Luo Wushuang said loudly: "I'll give you medicine, I don't have much poison left on my body, but there are quite a lot of wound medicines." ”

In response to Luo Wushuang, Luo Wushuang hurriedly lit the fire fold, only to see Jun Mubai fall to the ground, Luo Wushuang hurriedly helped Jun Mubai to sit upright, Jun Mubai still had a faint smile on his face, as if the person who was about to die was Luo Wushuang.

Luo Wushuang turned to the front of the Buddha statue to find a candlestick, but there was not much oil left in the candlestick, if it could last for half an hour, Luo Wushuang decided to bow to the Buddha to show his gratitude.

Luo Wushuang took the fire fold and lit the wick of the candle, and the candle flame could only illuminate the place where Luo Wushuang and the two of them were, Luo Wushuang looked at Jun Mubai, who was covered with injuries, took out a few bottles of wound medicine in his arms, and was about to give Jun Mubai medicine, Jun Mubai said indifferently: "Put it away, it won't work." ”

When Luo Wushuang heard this, his brows twisted into a twist, and he poked the relatively slight wounds on Jun Mubai's body with his hand, Jun Mubai immediately frowned and snorted. Seeing this, Luo Wushuang said unforgivingly: "It doesn't play a role?" Putting a thick layer on you will at least ease the pain when I poke you, won't it?"

Jun Mubai looked at Luo Wushuang and said crooked reasoning with a serious face, and couldn't help but smile and nodded, Luo Wushuang started Jun Mubai's wounds, although Luo Wushuang obtained Jun Mubai's consent, looking at these large and small wounds, he still had no way to start, so he had to gently cut Jun Mubai's clothes with a dagger first, but the clothes that had turned black and hardened were tightly attached to Jun Mubai's body, although Luo Wushuang was still so light that it couldn't be lighter.