Jin Se stood in the courtyard with his hands on his chest, his butterfly-like eyelashes blinked, his red lips bent slightly, his eyes slowly closed, and his spiritual sense was released.

The spiritual consciousness turned into a cloud of red light, enveloping the entire temple and taking in all the views.

The scenery of the temple is elegant, distant and profound. Although it has been some years, it occupies a lot of land. As far as the eye can see, the green bricks and green tiles, and the eaves and teeth are high.

After the vicissitudes of history precipitation, each tile is engraved with deep or shallow bamboo-shaped lines.

It rained last night, and the smoke and rain were obsessed. Rainwater sloping down the diagonal angles along the lines on the tiles, falling onto the potholed bluestone bricks under the eaves, forming stagnant water, and then flowing into the crevices.

On the corners of the square eaves hung stone bells, engraved with strange characters, which she could not read, and seemed to be Sanskrit.

Jin Se used his spiritual sense to take a general look at the temple, and there was no danger.

She had also read all the Persona of the Six Realms, but she had never heard of this mountain, nor of this temple, nor had she heard of a monk with the Dharma name 'Lichen'.

Xu is outside the sky, there are people outside the world, and there are people outside the world, it should be that she is shallow.

Suddenly, Jin Se's spiritual consciousness froze somewhere in the southwest and could no longer get close.

Jin Se raised his eyebrows, and suddenly became interested, glanced left and right sneakily, and reconfirmed that Chen was really not in the temple, and then walked towards that side leisurely.

The scenery and climate of this mountain are beyond the reach of the outside world.

Raising her eyes to look at the blue sky, she took a deep breath, stretched her eyebrows, snapped her fingers, and a flower with golden points of light suddenly appeared in her palm, and her thumb flicked the petals, only to see that all the petals were detached, turning into a spirit butterfly and flying around.

Jin Se, who was dressed in red, smiled and looked at the spirit butterfly in the distance, looking out for her, in case the dust suddenly returned......

The silver silk is blowing in the wind, the phoenix eyes are enchanting, the slender and white jade fingers are tapping on the side of the leg, the head is slightly tilted, and the evil smile is seductive.

Tang Yinchen stood outside the mural, looking at the woman whose appearance was extremely unreal, unconsciously lightened her breath, and her eyes were dull.

Yang Huanzhi hadn't heard Tang Yinchen explain to him on the side for a long time, and called softly, "Yinchen? What happened? Why don't you say that? ”

Tang Yinchen smacked his lips, "The girl in this painting is so beautiful...... And her eyes always give me a sense of déjà vu, as if I've seen it somewhere. But such a beautiful woman, a mistake for life, how could the master forget? ”

Listening to his regretful tone, Yang Huan's eyes dimmed slightly, and he didn't say a word.

Tang Yinchen hadn't heard Yang Huanzhi's response for a long time, and when he looked back, he saw that his face was not good.

"Old Yang? What happened to you? ”

Yang Huanzhi shook his head, "It's okay, let's go." ”

His tone was a little lonely, but Tang Yinchen misunderstood, mistakenly thinking that he was sad for his eyes. The corners of his lips pursed slightly, let go of Yang Huanzhi's hand, and pulled out a cyan silver moire hairband from the cuff.

Yang Huanzhi's hand suddenly became empty, his arm floating in the air stiffened, smiled bitterly, and was about to withdraw his hand, when his warm breath was suddenly close at hand, and then, his eyes were suddenly covered by soft strips of cloth.

"Yin Chen? What are you doing? ”

Yang Huanzhi crossed his waist with one hand and hooked his lips, "The stars in the sky are far less than your eyes, and now they have become dim. ”

"Since you don't like it, then you can go back."

As he spoke, Yang Huanzhi felt that he was hypocritical, but his hand had already touched the hairband, and before he could tear it off, Tang Yinchen took the lead in grabbing his hand.

"What? Isn't it just a pair of eyes? After you go out, the master will find you all over the famous doctors, and he will definitely cure you, and the big deal is to give you the eyes of the master. Anyway, if no girl can look down on you, the master will support you for a lifetime. ”

“......”

When Yang Huanzhi heard this, his heart was very complicated, and he was silent for a long time before he said in a deep voice, "There are more murals in the back?" ”

Tang Yinchen turned around and looked at it, but the white mist was shrouded, and he gradually couldn't see clearly.

He shook his head, remembering that he couldn't see, and added, "There are quite a few, and we have to go on." Although these murals are murals, they have all kinds of sound and quality...... The demon monk ...... It's kind of capable. ”

"We shouldn't be in the same space anymore." Yang Huan's way.

"How do you know?"

"Spiritual power fluctuations have changed."

Tang Yinchen's smile froze, his eyes changed slightly, and then he smiled, "Let's go and see, don't worry, the master will protect you." ”

Yang Huanzhi was silent, Tang Yinchen didn't say anything more when he saw this, and the two walked forward a little more.

However, at this moment, they heard a loud noise from behind, and at the same time turned back, only to see that something seemed to crack a huge hole behind them, and a column of water gushed out.

Seeing this, Tang Yinchen's right hand bent slightly, the red and blue shimmer flickered, and the frost-soaked umbrella appeared in his hand.

Powerful spiritual power fluctuations suddenly spread out, forming an enchantment that enveloped them.

Listening to the sound of monstrous water, Yang Huanzhi's hand suddenly clenched, "Yin Chen, you go quickly!" ”

Tang Yinchen turned a deaf ear, his eyes suddenly became sharp, he let go of the frost-soaked umbrella in his hand, quickly bit his fingers, and drew a blood-colored spell out of thin air.

The Frost-Soaked Umbrella was originally spinning rapidly in the air, and when the spell he carved in blood merged into the Frost-Soaked Umbrella, he heard countless sounds of breaking through the air.

The space was filled with red light, and blue blades of light stabbed towards the jets of water that were rapidly gushing behind them. When the two touched, the water column like a huge water dragon was suddenly frozen in place.

But after a few breaths, the water dragon moved again.

Tang Yinchen secretly said 'not good' in his heart, his face changed greatly, and he grabbed Yang Huanzhi's arm and flashed forward.

They tried to run forward, but the murals around them were retreating in their eyes.

Tang Yinchen no longer had time to care about the murals, and only wanted to escape with Yang Huanzhi.

The manhood is as light as a feather in the face of life and death, and even negligible.

The frost-soaked umbrella behind it rotated faster and faster, and the majestic spiritual power continued to burst out.

The column of water that came out of nowhere also contained a huge amount of spiritual power, and it was also mixed with coercion, but fortunately, the frost-soaked umbrella was an artifact, and it could still resist slightly.

However, the power of the frost-soaked umbrella was suppressed and it was unable to exert its full strength.

When Tang Yinchen was running forward, he glanced backwards, and there was a strong and bright frost-soaked umbrella, which made his heart inexplicably stable, as if he had eaten a reassuring pill.

But......

After running forward for a long time, he placed Yang Huanzhi somewhere safe, his eyes were clear, and he said to him very seriously, "Old Yang, stay here, don't walk around." I went to retrieve my frost-soaked umbrella and was back soon. ”

When Yang Huanzhi heard this, he reached out and grabbed his arm twice, and grabbed his arm accurately.

"Dangerous."

Tang Yinchen was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, the master hasn't taken you out yet, so I'm willing to die." ”

"No, we have to go back together."

"Okay, I'll really be back, the frost won't last long."

Tang Yinchen patted him on the shoulder, and after speaking urgently, he flew away directly.

"Yinchen!"