Rustle –

The hall was quiet, but next to Fu Le's ears, a strange voice sounded inexplicably, and a strange buzzing sound came from his head, and he couldn't stop.

Fu Le looked at this young man with a soft face, his brain was dizzy, and there seemed to be an illusion in front of him, turning into a colorful patch, and then his vision suddenly became extremely blurred.

Fu Le patted his head and stood up, his body shook a few times, feeling a little stuffy in his chest.

He remembered what Bai Xiaofeng had almost done to him just now, and there was a chill in his heart, and his whole body went soft, and he almost fell to the ground again.

When Bai Xiaofeng saw Fu Le like this, his resentful expression couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

He seemed to be a little soft-hearted, and his tone softened a little, Bai Xiaofeng looked into Fu Le's eyes and said softly:

"What's wrong with you?"

Fu Le looked at him with complicated eyes and was silent.

After a long time, Fu Le bluntly spit out two words from his mouth: "It's okay." ”

Bai Xiaofeng looked at Fu Le, who seemed to have changed into a different person, as if he also realized his gaffe just now, he was a little speechless, as if he wanted to apologize to Fu Le.

Before he could speak, Fu Le spoke first: "I was wrong before, I will pay attention." ”

Bai Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face, he hugged Fu Le happily, and smiled happily: "This is what you said." ”

Fu Le let the young man hold him, and smiled mildly on his face.

Bai Xiaofeng seemed to suddenly remember something, and his face swelled with a little excitement, and he asked Fu Le excitedly:

"Speaking of which, when are you going to take me out of Banxia City?"

Fu Le was stunned and said to himself, "Leave?"

Bai Xiaofeng grinned and said, "Yes, we said it before. ”

Fu Le frowned, but did not respond.

Bai Xiaofeng saw that Fu Le was silent, and his expression couldn't help but stiffen. The excitement on his face also faded a lot.

Bai Xiaofeng sighed, hugged Fu Le's waist from behind, the young man's face was pressed against Fu Le's back, and he whispered softly:

"I know you can't give up your brother, but you can't let him keep you here, you can't because of him...... Gave up his life. ”

Fu Le's mind came up with the big-eyed little boy from before.

The little boy tugged at the corner of his coat, raised his little face, and called softly, "Brother......"

Fu Le's eyes were slightly condensed, he pulled his thoughts back, shook his head and said, "I won't leave him behind." ”

Bai Xiaofeng's face became anxious, and he seemed to want to be angry at Fu Le again, but Bai Xiaofeng looked at Fu Le's silent appearance at the moment, but he was slightly stunned and suppressed his anger.

Bai Xiaofeng hugged Fu Le's waist tightly, and said in a very soft voice: "We won't talk about this today. ”

Bai Xiaofeng suddenly let go of Fu Le's waist, stood up, patted the dust on his body, and took Fu Le's hand excitedly.

"Follow me. ”

Fu Le was dragged by him to run to the depths of this hall, with the sound of whirring wind in his ears, Fu Le's heart moved, and he suddenly felt that this space did not seem to be completely closed.

Eventually, the two teenagers stopped by a wall.

Bai Xiaofeng stretched out his white hand and gently pressed it on one part of the mural.

Click-

The wall shook suddenly, and then Fu Le was surprised to see that when the shaking of the wall stopped, only one of the stone tiles on the mural was still shaking.

Then, in Fu Le's stunned eyes, the stone brick fell down with a clatter.

As the stone brick fell, a piece of the wall was vacant, revealing three scrolls of different colors: red, black, and blue.

Bai Xiaofeng rubbed the three scrolls, his eyes showed a touch of excitement, and he said softly: "You used to open them, I always refused to let them, today I think it's time." ”

Then, Bai Xiaofeng took out the three scrolls and stuffed the red scroll and the black scroll into Fu Le's hand, leaving only the blue scroll for himself.

Fu Le looked at the red and black scrolls in his hand and fell into deep thought.

I don't know what material this scroll is made of, but there is a feeling of warmth in my hand, as if I am caressing some kind of life.

Fu Le shook his head, put the two scrolls back into Bai Xiaofeng's hands, and said softly, "I can't ask for it." ”

Bai Xiaofeng's excited expression suddenly dimmed, and he couldn't help but ask anxiously, "Why?"

Fu Le smiled silently, rubbed Bai Xiaofeng's hair, and said softly, "When the time is right in the future, open them again." ”

Bai Xiaofeng still wanted to struggle for something, but in the end he had to sigh helplessly and muttered, "You are really weird today." ”

But then, Bai Xiaofeng's expression regained his brilliance, and he put the three scrolls back behind the brick to cover them up.

He grinned and said, "Okay, then I'll leave it to you." ”

Fu Le nodded.

"Huh?"

Fu Le suddenly felt that his face was itchy, and the muscles on his face squirmed as if there were countless small worms drilling under his skin.

Fu Le suddenly thought of something, and took a few steps back in shock.

The maintenance time of this "seventy-two-year-old paper" is six hours, and it is almost invalid when you calculate today's time.

He hurriedly took Bai Xiaofeng's hand, concealed the anxiety on his face, tried to maintain a calm expression, and said with a smile: "Let's go out." ”

Bai Xiaofeng looked at Fu Le in some surprise, and Fu Le hurriedly explained:

"There's something going on over there. ”

"Oooh. ”

Bai Xiaofeng nodded obediently, and pulled Fu Le back to the place where they first came in, Bai Xiaofeng formed a mark on his hand and pressed it a certain place in the mural.

As he pressed, he reluctantly muttered: "Really, it's not that you don't know the mechanism, and you have to tire me every time." ”

Buzz –

As Bai Xiaofeng pressed it, Fu Le only felt that the dazzling white light in front of him flashed, and all the scenes around him changed.

What Fu Le didn't notice was that a dark red aura squirmed, and a probe probed out of his body.

It grabbed something from the corner beneath the mural and quickly returned to Fu Le.

The figures of Fu Le and Bai Xiaofeng disappeared into this space, and the place returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

......

When I opened my eyes again, the two teenagers were already beside the old willow tree before entering.

The old willow tree is still beside him, the moon and stars are still sparse in the night sky, the cool breeze blows, and the sound of frogs in his ears.

The two teenagers looked at each other, but neither of them spoke.

Bai Xiaofeng hugged Fu Le hard, and his lips came up to Fu Le's face again.

Fu Le hurriedly avoided his lips and hugged Bai Xiaofeng harder.

Bai Xiaofeng grinned, waved his hand at Fu Le, and said softly, "See you tomorrow." ”

Then he turned and disappeared into the night.

With Bai Xiaofeng's departure, the itching on Fu Le's face became even stronger, and his whole face seemed to crack at any time.

He vigorously ripped off the disguise on his face, revealing his delicate face.

......

Fu Le reluctantly returned to his residence when it was almost dawn, remembering yesterday's experience, which made him feel helpless.

Sitting on his bed, Fu Le recalled the set of yellow sorghum spear technique in his mind, grabbed a bamboo chopstick casually, and practiced.

It's just that, without the mural and the words on it, Fu Le's movements are extremely stiff and jerky, and they are fundamentally different from yesterday.

Fu Le sighed, after a night, he had almost forgotten the mural and the text.

The Huangliang spear technique looks quite mysterious, and after losing such a set of martial arts, Fu Le is a little heartbroken and regretful.

Buzz –

Countless dark red vitality suddenly gushed out of his body, and Fuxi's qi swirled in the air, slowly forming dozens of tiny pictures.

These pictures are actually the same as the mural.

Looking at these images in front of him, Fu Le's face showed unbelievable ecstasy.

"Y-You've written it down?"

The aura of Fuxi in the air kept changing, one moment into this mural, and the next into another.

Fu Le was extremely surprised in his heart, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked the dark red vitality beside him, these Fuxi qi let Fu Le caress them, and even responded and rubbed on Fu Le's hand affectionately.

This kind of posture seems to be like a living life.

Fu Le's mouth couldn't help but mutter: "You guy, you are really human." ”

After speaking, Fu Le didn't hesitate anymore, stared at the pictures in the air, picked up the bamboo chopsticks on the table, ran the vitality in his body, and practiced imitating the pictures.

After a while, the east was white, the sky gradually brightened, and the formal disciples of the Xia clan woke up early to meditate.

Purple air comes from the east, this is the best time of the day.

The formal disciples began their cultivation tasks, and the tasks of the miscellaneous disciples also began, and all the miscellaneous disciples gathered and began various tasks such as collecting elixirs.

Although Fu Le didn't sleep all night, to Fu Le's delight, he didn't feel a trace of sleepiness, but his energy was inexplicably abundant.

In fact, after his body absorbed the Fuxi Qi and successfully condensed it, his energy was always very abundant, even if he didn't sleep all night, he didn't know how to get sleepy the next day.

After his strength and energy were greatly improved, his speed of collecting elixirs became correspondingly faster, coupled with Xia Yu'er's words, his elixir collection task was only half of that of other miscellaneous disciples, so he now had more time to devote himself to cultivation.

It's just that he still has the task of a thousand elixirs thrown to him by Hua Chengyang, and he has to teach Xia Yu'er to read Huaxia characters in a while, which makes his day become tighter.

"Whew-"

Fu Le put another elixir into his bamboo basket, and secretly scolded Hua Chengyang in his heart while looking for the next elixir.

Suddenly, Anong beside him patted Fu Le's shoulder, and Fu Le threw the elixir into the bamboo basket and turned his head suspiciously.

Anong looked at Fu Le's eyes and said calmly: "No need to pick, Hua Chengyang is dead......

Fu Le's eyes widened, and his expression froze.

Anong's tone was understated, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, and he continued: "Yesterday he was found dead in the suburbs, and he was not the only one who died, there were seven, they were ......"

Fu Le watched as Anon's mouth closed one by one, spitting out one name after another, he lowered his head and was silent, without replying.

These miscellaneous disciples who died violently in the suburbs were actually those who had bullied Fu Le when he first collected medicine.

Fu Le lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then raised his head sharply and smiled silently at Anon.

He poured out the elixir in his bamboo basket, poured it into Anong's bamboo basket, whistled easily, and turned away.