After the pen seized Yun Ruo's soul, he did not stop, but shook off the wind driven by himself like a splash of ink, and hit Lu Qichuan, who was not good-looking.

Just know that it will definitely not turn a blind eye to itself. Lu Qichuan waved his sleeves, and a black mist was facing the upper strokes, and under the hedge of the two extremely strong forces, the layer of black fog wrapped around the outside was dispersed, revealing two identical pens that were facing each other.

"How can this be ......" Song Qingyin covered her mouth and sat on the ground. She finally remembered who the owner of the pen was, not in the illusion just now, but even more ago, when she fell asleep while kneeling in the Five Temples, she turned over in a daze, and when she opened her eyes, it was the portrait that was facing her.

He slowly walked up to the second floor where they were, holding a bamboo umbrella, and shook off the remaining snow on the umbrella. This person is obviously similar to Lu Qichuan's eyebrows and eyes, but his temperament is completely different. If Lu Qichuan is a terrifying abyss, then this person is an eternal ice and snow, clean, pure and powerful. He carried another long sword behind him, and without looking at Yun Ruo, who was already silent, he walked straight in front of them.

He was followed by Cheng Ye, who had been able to come in with great difficulty, and the old man who had entertained them. "Are you all right?" Cheng Ye saw that they were all injured, and he was about to step forward but was stopped by the person standing in front of him. He drew the long sword behind his back, and the two pens that were clashing fiercely crackled twice, and each separated and returned to his master.

"You're still alive." He said, the cold sword blade pointed at Lu Qichuan's eyes.

Lu Qichuan sneered, "Thanks to you, it's not very good" He chewed the four words in his mouth carefully, and then said meaningfully: "True Immortal Lord." ”

Since the fall of the Five Saints, there has only been one True Immortal in the present world.

He is Lu Zixiu.

The quiet pin drop in the room could be heard, Xiao Minglan obviously hadn't recovered from the shock, Cheng Ye knew the identity of the person in front of him when he met them, but he didn't know why they seemed to be strange to each other.

Lu Qichuan threw the fragment of the sword blade he was holding on the ground casually, Song Qingyin leaned against him, and could feel that his current situation was not as easy as it seemed, his body trembled slightly, and he needed to rely on her to support himself. That's right, he was supposed to repair the soul in the sword, but in order to save her, he came out early, and was stabbed by that thing again, and he became resentful.

"You're going to kill me?" Lu Qichuan smiled, and Song Qingyin's hand supported him from behind.

Lu Zixiu's eyes didn't fluctuate at him without a hint of fluctuation, "Yes." ”

The hand behind his back was released, and the figure in front of Lu Qichuan's eyes flashed, and he saw Song Qingyin blocking in front of him. The difference in the strength of the two hairs is too great, and from his point of view, the little girl's thin arms trembled. But he knew that the dead girl was not afraid, but angry.

"Get out of the way, I won't hurt you." Lu Zi cultivated.

"Don't let it! Why did you kill him, why did you kill Yun Ruo! ”

Lu Zixiu was not angry because of her words, and the true immortal has always been very kind to people. Of course, just for people.

"The girl over there has turned into a ghost, don't kill, cause trouble."

"And behind you is not human."

Song Qingyin still didn't give an inch, stretching out his arm to block between the two, "I know, so what, Lu Qichuan didn't do anything bad!" ”

Lu Qichuan: ......, in fact, you did a lot when you didn't know it.

"Do you live in mountains and rivers......" Lu Zixiu seemed to be helpless, but he still patiently explained, "This person behind you is a remnant of my soul." Back then, I went to repair the barrier between the two realms, and in order to prevent the evil thoughts in my heart from being triggered by demonic energy, I separated him. I know him better than you do, and there is nothing but evil in him. ”

He pressed his eyebrows, "Get out of the way." ”

"Don't let it!" Song Qingyin stubbornly stopped him, "I don't care why he was born, but he has been by my side since a long time ago, why do you take it away, I don't want it!" ”

Lu Qichuan suddenly laughed twice, "Okay, dead girl, you can't beat him, and I really wanted to kill you just now." ”

Song Qingyin kicked him angrily, how could he destroy his own ambition and increase the prestige of others at such a time!

"He's right, mid-level Fu Xiu, you can't beat me. Don't waste your efforts. After Lu Zixiu finished speaking, his body did not move, and the sword in his hand easily cut off the spirit rune in Song Qingyin's hand.

Gritting his teeth, Song Qingyin took out a sharp knife from his sleeve. Seeing her movements, Lu Qichuan's face suddenly changed, "Song Qingyin, put down the things in your hands!" ”

"No, no...... I can't let you die, because ......" she smiled back, tears rolling down her face, "no one will listen to me when you're dead......

Blood dripped in front of him, and the tongue of fire licked the sword in Lu Zixiu's hand very quickly. It was an extremely scorching temperature, as if it was going to melt everything inside.

"Is it a Blood Spellmaster? It's been a long time since there has been a Blood Spellmaster in this world. Lu Zixiu waved his hand, the pen on his waist drew a huge magic circle behind him, and countless long swords appeared out of thin air, looking like they were about to stab the two people in the center of the flame into a hornet's nest.

"Be careful!" Cheng Ye pushed Song Qingyin away, and the wind talisman formed a barrier, canceling out part of the sword intent. In the end, he was a high-level Fu Xiu who was much more powerful than Song Qingyin's half-hung level, and Lu Zixiu didn't use all his strength, so he wasn't seriously injured.

Xiao Minglan withstood the fire and sword qi, and grabbed Song Qingyin's hand to cover the bleeding wound.

Hurt...... It hurts......

Obviously I'm so weak that I'm about to pass out, why do I feel half of myself more excited? Song Qingyin looked at his hand blankly, it was mine...... No one can snatch it.

"Ninety-nine?!" Xiao Minglan knew that it was not good as soon as she met her eyes, and she urged the clear spiritual power that belonged to medical cultivation in her body to continuously instill into Song Qingyin's body. The cool aura dispelled the inexplicable heat in his heart, and Song Qingyin eased up, and his eyes returned to clarity.

After making sure that Lu Qichuan was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief and knelt on the ground weakly, "I'm sorry Brother Cheng, Sister Lan, I always cause trouble for you......"

Xiao Minglan didn't speak, just hugged her gently.

Seeing that Lu Zixiu put down the sword in his hand, Cheng Ye also recalled the spirit rune, arched his hand and said, "Lord True Immortal, I have offended a lot." Lu Zixiu waved his hand and didn't care, just frowned and looked at Lu Qichuan.

"True immortal, forget it."

As soon as the words came out, several people in the room looked at the silent old man who had been standing beside Lu Zixiu.

"Old Xu, do you think so too?" Lu Zixiu asked.

The old man sighed, "True Immortal, I did wrong things before, and I still can't let go of it every time I think about it now. I don't want you to regret it like I did in the future. ”

Lu Zixiu was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking. Suddenly, he withdrew his sword from its scabbard and recalled the simple, over-the-top pen. It is said that the divine soldier 'Vientiane' is a treasure weapon that became famous with the only true immortal in the world. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a symbol of the status of a true immortal. But at this moment, Song Qingyin really didn't want to compliment.

"Let's go." After Lu Zixiu finished speaking, he took the lead in leaving here.

The old man arched his hand to them and followed with a smile.

"Let's get out of here first." Xiao Minglan said. Song Qingyin nodded, and together with Cheng Ye, Lu Qichuan slowly got up, and a small thing fell from her, making a soft 'pop' sound.

She picked it up and saw that it was the scarecrow doll that Yun Ruo gave her. Senior Sister Qingya's ...... before her death What does that mean exactly? Then Sister Lan, who came here before her, did she also see something through this scarecrow?

Without giving her much thought, they slowly walked out of the liquor store. There were also a number of monks who had gone out with them to look for someone, and although they didn't know what they had encountered, they also looked scarred, and a few people walking between them didn't look so dazzling.

"I didn't expect ......"

"Yes, at that time, we deliberately chose Phoenix Ridge."

"I didn't expect a traitor ......"

“…… I heard that the lord of Tang Yuling was seriously injured. ”

"Looks like something is wrong." Cheng Ye said in a low voice, Song Qingyin had to admit that he was right. Tang Yuling's cultivation is a rare match in the world, if she is seriously injured, then the person who injured her must be a powerful person.

A few people returned to the small courtyard, and at the gate of the courtyard stood a large group of monks in red and black coats, with the phoenix totem embroidered on their backs, which seemed to be the disciples of Phoenix Ridge who came with Lu Zixiu.

I think the old man had explained to them in advance, and these disciples didn't show anything abnormal when they saw Lu Qichuan, but a few curious ones took a few more looks. It's no wonder, after all, he looks too similar to a true immortal.

Not long after they returned, the old man brought hot water with the child. When Song Qingyin thanked her, the little boy kept staring at the scarecrow doll in her hand.

"This ......," the old man smiled when he saw it, "and you were indeed found by her." ”

Song Qingyin was stunned, "The old man knows this?" ”

The old man patted the little boy on the head and sent him to sleep first, then took the scarecrow doll and looked at it, "Yes, this thing is the doll of Mrs. Yuyan." It contains what the deceased most wanted to say. ”

Xiao Minglan was checking Lu Qichuan's injuries at this time, and he didn't know why he was so weak this time but didn't return to the sword. Song Qingyin opened the door and let the old man into the house and poured him hot tea.

"Girl, you should remember that I said that I did something wrong and regret it to this day." The old man rubbed the warm cup, "At that time, I was young and vigorous, and I once gave another young man a recipe to exorcise demons and disperse souls. Unexpectedly, in the end, so many innocent people's lives were taken. ”

"This story starts with the first time I traveled from the closure of the museum......