"Have you figured it out? Then you will be miserable when you die, and the goshawk will only be a monster. Song Qingyin couldn't help but ask.

If there is no one to help him take refuge, then when he dies, he will definitely be sent down by the Heavenly Dao, but he didn't expect that the person who was burned in the end turned into Xunmo.

He smiled, "It's also a good reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao." ”

"Why do you bother," Song Qingyin said, "If you don't insist on taking that thing, I can let you go." ”

She doesn't understand the true immortal's rhetoric of right and wrong, maybe Xun Mo really deserves to die after killing so many people, but he is really pitiful, pitiful for having such a life, pitiful for being deceived, the real damned person is hiding behind the fog.

Xun Mo took out a blank picture scroll and spread it out in front of him, "Forget it, I've lived long enough, if I had died long ago...... How good? ”

……

Song Qingyin slowly closed the somewhat old chai door and sighed lowly. The fire and the grudge were buried on the other side of the door, and he lived here alone when he was alive, and no one would find out when he died. The goshawk hovered above for a long time, and finally went away with a long roar.

In order to repay the favor of the doctor, I will accompany you through this experience. After the death of the soul, the grievances are also gone.

Standing holding on to the door for a while, Song Qingyin tried to take a few steps forward, but her eyes were black for a while, and her strong desire to vomit made her want to collapse directly to the ground. But there was always a feeling that she was on her back, and she didn't dare to relax her spirit.

Someone is staring at her!

Cold sweat dripped from behind the ears, and people were always very sensitive to malicious eyes, but it was obviously not cost-effective to turn around and confront that person in the current state. Thinking so, she tightly grasped the small piece of bone that Xun Mo finally handed to her. Song Qingyin felt as if she was dancing on the tip of a knife, and every small movement carried a heart-piercing pain. Xun Mo did her best in the previous blow, but Song Qingyin didn't care about this alone, if the person in front of her was Lan Yi, then maybe she would lose, but Xun Mo was just an ordinary person even if he used more magic weapons.

The reason why she became what she is now is really because of the sudden stagnation of spiritual power and bloodline.

A few birds flapping their wings could be heard in the woods.

Oh no, it's coming!

Song Qingyin endured his headache, twisted the spirit talisman and turned around violently. But she was filled with the familiar breath that came to her face, and a pair of cold hands grabbed her left hand holding the spirit talisman, which was clearly a chilling temperature, but at this time Song Qingyin was extremely relieved, she no longer struggled to open her eyes, and her body fell down as soon as she was weak.

"Spit it out." Lu Qichuan frowned and shook her.

But Song Qingyin was unconscious at this time, and he didn't know what he was talking about. Lu Qichuan had no choice but to choke the back of her neck and lead the turbidity upward.

After struggling for a while, she finally vomited a large mouthful of black and red bruises. The breath that had been suffocating in her chest was finally evacuated, and her body suddenly felt a lot better, and at this time, she remembered the fear just now, Xu took advantage of the fact that her brain was not very clear, she grabbed Lu Qichuan's collar, and cried out with a 'wow'.

Lu Qichuan: ......

Cheng Ye, who came later, was taken aback by this battle, "This, this, what's wrong with this?" Could it be that Miss Song is seriously injured! ”

Lu Qichuan glanced at him, picked up Song Qingyin and said, "She's fine." ”

"Then this is ......" Cheng Ye saw Song Qingyin's condition clearly at this moment, and it really didn't look like he was seriously injured.

Lu Qichuan: "Who knows, be coquettish." ”

Cheng Ye: "......"

Cheng Ye: "Wait, have you grown taller?" ”

Hearing this, Lu Qichuan noticed that the person on his back seemed to have dropped something from the clenched right hand hanging in front of him, something white and powdery, and it was not difficult to see what it used to be.

Without answering Cheng Ye's words, Lu Qichuan asked, "What about the person before?" ”

"He escaped, although I only fought him for twenty moves, but I'm sure he is not a demon!" Cheng Ye was interrupted by him, and he didn't continue to ask.

……

In the evening, Song Qingyin stretched his arms and woke up from a dark and sweet dream. The sleeves of her coat slipped down her little arms, and she actually shrank a little, feeling cold for the first time in a long time.

It's not the coldness when it's touched by the Rikusugawa, it's the coldness that seeps into the skin from the air.

The door creaked and was pushed open from the outside, and the woman was Xiao Minglan who Cheng Ye and they brought back from Lishan, she walked in with a porridge and side dishes, and when she woke up, she was no longer so careful, and brought it directly to her.

Song Qingyin noticed that a thick layer of gauze was wrapped around her neck. Thinking of Xun Mo, she suddenly had a lot of things to say for a while, but what to say, the words came to her mouth but she couldn't say it, and finally a thousand words only turned into one sentence, "Senior, are you okay?" ”

"Well, it's okay anymore, but the traces left by the demonic qi can't dissipate for a while, it looks too strange, so cover it up with gauze first. Do not worry. Xiao Minglan pointed to her neck and smiled comfortingly, she looked really good when she smiled, her soft hair hung down against the side of her neck, a pair of apricot eyes drooped down, Song Qingyin stopped at the other party when she talked to her, looking at it gently and humbly, which made people very comfortable. Her hands are extraordinarily delicate, and the healers have always cherished their hands so that they don't have to make mistakes when weighing the herbs.

poured a cup of tea into her stomach, and Song Qingyin finally suppressed the fire in her throat. While she lowered her head to drink porridge, Xiao Minglan wiped her forehead and neck with hot water dipped in a cloth towel, and in a trance, Song Qingyin seemed to remember that there were people who took care of themselves so carefully in their sleep, and it seemed that this sister came to see her a few times.

"Senior, why is it so cold all of a sudden?"

There was a charcoal brazier in the house, Xiao Minglan found a small stick and flicked it, and added some new charcoal to it, wanting to help her make the house warmer.

"It's my fault, I'm afraid you won't be able to breathe when the charcoal is lit in the house, so I opened the window for a while." After a pause, Xiao Minglan continued, "It's snowing outside. ”

It is said that the snow is a good year, but the snow in July can't make people think about the good side.

Seeing that she had almost eaten, Xiao Minglan packed up her things and went out. There was a thick cloak and a hand stove at the head of the bed, which looked warm, and I don't know who prepared it for her.

Lu Qichuan is not in the house, which is very rare, with the attitude that he can fall asleep and never open his eyes, I don't know what can make him let go of such a good time to be lazy.

Song Qingyin moved his waist, put on a cloak and pushed open the door with a handstove and walked out.

Her feet creaked on the wooden ladder, and she realized that the inn was deserted, unlike when they had come yesterday. There were only a few scattered people sitting in the lively hall at this time, except for Lu Qichuan and his party, the rest of the people were hiding in the corner, avoiding the group of people in the center of the hall.

"Miss Song!" Seeing her coming out of the corner of the stairs, Cheng Ye, who was facing her, called her.

When he walked up to them, Song Qingyin knew what was placed in such a large place where the three wooden tables in the center of the hall were put together.

It's a corpse, Song Qingyin knows him, this is the little guy who said a few words to her, he was still alive yesterday looking for a chance to be lazy, and now he is lying here quietly.

She suddenly felt suffocated, and Lu Qichuan pressed her shoulder behind her, so that she didn't fall down directly.

"Get out of the way." Xiao Minglan took a bowl of water, put it on the young man's eyebrows with his hand, and waited for a long time, the water droplets were still clear, and there were no traces of being polluted by demonic energy. Xiao Minglan looked puzzled, "It's strange, he wasn't poisoned, he wasn't injured by the demons, and there were no wounds on his body, how did he die?" ”

It's not a demon.

Song Qingyin closed his eyes and said slowly, "What if it's a monk?" ”

"What?!" Xiao Minglan and Cheng Yegu couldn't believe it, but Lu Zixiu only frowned slightly. Song Qingyin lifted the left half of the young man's body, which had become cold and hard, and took out a spirit talisman from his back. As soon as the rune paper left its body, it burst into flames, leaving a pale blue flame in the air, which quickly burned out.

This is the case, and there is no room for others to refute it. The blue is the spirit, the black and purple are the demons, and the spirit exploration charm will not deceive people.

"Strange." Lu Zi cultivated.

Song Qingyin nodded, "It's really strange, if it's really something that can kill an invisible high-level cultivator, how can such a small spirit exploration talisman not be discovered?" It's so strange that it's like someone is deliberately trying to tell us that we've got traitors among us. ”

"But he was indeed killed by spiritual power." Lu Qichuan reminded and looked at the people around him meaningfully.

"So it's weird," Song Qingyin spread his hands, "Huh? What about the shopkeeper? ”

Cheng Ye shook his head, "I lost it, I can't see anyone not far from Lishan Town, I searched around, but there is no one." ”

"In other words, when the young man died, the shopkeeper was not nearby?" Song Qingyin asked.

Cheng Ye: "Exactly, the time of his death was almost when my spirit bird just chased the shopkeeper out of town, and he couldn't come back." ”

"There are only three low-level monks present in the post house, but in the entire post house except for this young man, we have not found any fluctuations in spiritual power."

After Cheng Ye finished speaking, those who listened with their ears pricked up in the corner all secretly breathed a sigh of relief, in short, as long as they didn't get involved with themselves.

They discussed for a long time and didn't come up with a reason, Xiao Minglan felt sorry for her poor health, and was about to let her go back to rest first, when she heard three diners at the table in the northwest corner suddenly shouting.

"I really saw it! That totem is the phoenix! The fatter one blushed and slapped the table to argue with his companion.

The one who quarreled with him had a pair of inverted eyebrows, and the whole person looked very melancholy, "Impossible, impossible, you must have seen it wrong, the phoenix totem is the symbol of the Phoenix Ridge in the northwest, thousands of miles away from us, what kind of eyes do you have that can see so far away?" ”