"Stop!" Fu Xuesong shouted.

Nie Wushuang's divine sense sword stopped.

The air in the stone house seemed to freeze.

"You won!" Fu Xuesong sat down dejectedly, his originally relaxed expression suddenly drooped, and he looked at Nie Wushuang, with an extremely complicated look in his eyes.

Nie Wushuang let out a long sigh, facing Fu Xuesong, his face changed, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Fu Xuesong took a deep breath, waved his hand to open the stone door, and said, "Now that I let you take back the Divine Sense Knife, it will definitely be impossible, hey! I won't spy on your secrets, you can go." ”

Nie Wushuang clasped his fists at Fu Xuesong and said, "It's not realistic to kill you now, then I'll really leave." ”

Fu Xuesong looked at Nie Wushuang's departing back, his face was full of anger, and he whispered to himself: "Three days, after three days, when the Divine Sense Sword dissipates, we will settle the score." ”

Coming out of the stone house, Nie Wushuang walked all the way he walked to the outside of the Cedar Hall, looked left and right, and found no other figures, so he quickened his pace and rushed towards his stone house.

Back in the stone house, Nie Wushuang suddenly collapsed to the ground, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed from both sides of his head, and his whole face was wet with sweat; at this time, his teeth involuntarily trembled up and down, his face was pale, his hands kept shaking, and his half-sitting body on the ground was also trembling.

"My mother, this is the acting skills of Lao Tzu in this life......"

At the time of life and death, Nie Wushuang finally got through the danger: "Lao Fu, Lao Fu, the pressure you put on me is too great." Lao Tzu still thinks that today's life is gone, Mom, this cultivation realm is really his grandfather's bad mix, if I hang up and have no life to find your soul, you must not blame your son. "How can Nie Wushuang not know, as long as Fu Xuesong has the idea of desperate death, his little life will be over on the spot; in fact, in the face of the monk Jiedan, Nie Wushuang's own pressure will not be so great, but in the face of Fu Xuesong, is the hall master of his own hall, Fu Xuesong's majestic image on weekdays has long been deeply seared into his mind, this confrontation, Nie Wushuang asked himself, if it wasn't for the initial intention of death, it would be impossible to give full play to his acting skills later.

When he returned to his residence at this time, Nie Wushuang was still haunted by fear in his heart, and every time he thought of Fu Xuesong's appearance, his heart trembled for no reason.

After sitting on the ground for a long time of incense, Nie Wushuang got up and touched his completely soaked clothes, he let out a long breath and said to himself: "Today there is a Divine Sense Knife to save my life, and if the Divine Sense Knife dissipates tomorrow, it will be the time when my life will return to the West." What are you waiting for?

After saying that, Nie Wushuang didn't delay any longer, cleaned up in the stone house, changed into coarse cloth clothes, and after changing the clothes in Cedar Hall and throwing them away, he quickly sorted out some clothes, food and other daily necessities and threw them into the storage bag, opened the wooden door, looked around, and found that there was no figure, so he dodged out and ran down the mountain with a smoke.

Coming out of the Yemen Mountain Gate, Nie Wushuang turned his head to look at the couplet on the lintel, and sighed: "Xiusheng cultivates death!" I killed Situ Shao that day, but I didn't expect that I would also have a big strategic shift one day!"

After sighing, Nie Wushuang didn't dare to delay any longer, and the spiritual power of his whole body flowed violently, only hating his father and mother for missing a pair of wings, and galloping north.

For three days and three nights, Nie Wushuang didn't dare to close his eyes, let alone pause, this way Nie Wushuang regretted that the Huiqi Pill he had refined at the beginning was actually eaten by himself twice, without the Huiqi Pill, the other pills in the storage bag were in addition to some healing Peiyuan Pills, and then the Gathering Spirit Pill that gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for cultivation, and none of the rest was an elixir that could suddenly increase the spiritual energy in the body.

Nie Wushuang felt that he was about to fall asleep while running, but he still didn't dare to stop, bit the tip of his tongue, insisted on opening his legs, and muttered to himself: "God, even if I can cultivate for a while to recover a little bit of aura." If you continue to run like this, you will die sooner or later. ”

For monks, it is an extremely luxurious behavior to rush with aura, of course, if you can recover your aura while hurrying is another matter, but where does Nie Wushuang dare to stop cultivating at this time, he doesn't even dare to eat and drink, just run vigorously, at this time he has already felt a burst of nausea, top-heavy, and he can't even see the road clearly.

Bang Dang!

Nie Wushuang's whole person fell on the gravel and mud road, and after falling into the mud, his mouth was wheezing, he didn't even have the strength to tilt his head at this time, and the mud went in and out of his mouth.

"Can't sleep, don't sleep!" Nie Wushuang bit the tip of his tongue again, the cracked wound on the body that was originally injured by Fu Xuesong, under the care of Pei Yuandan, although it recovered seventy-seven eighty-eight, at this time, it could not be repaired by itself due to the lack of aura in the body, coupled with this escape, many wounds oozed blood again.

The pain in his whole body rose, and Nie Wushuang said in his heart: "No, no, no, you don't have to run if you go on like this, this little life will be explained here, and you have to find a place to restore your aura." ”

Holding on to the pain and dizziness of his body, Nie Wushuang looked up and found that there was a ruined temple not far away, he quickly cheered up, got up, and dragged his body into the ruined temple step by step.

Entering the dilapidated temple, although Nie Wushuang was vague in front of him, he could still see that the four walls of this spacious dilapidated temple had been dilapidated, and there was a golden lacquer statue enshrined in front of the temple, and the gold paint on the statue had already fallen off in all directions, and there was a broken wooden table in front of the statue, and the two wooden legs on one side of the wooden table had disappeared, and one side was high and the other was low and slanted on the ground; the tray that originally contained the tributes on the table was also tattered and scattered on the ground; there were some straws on the left and right three or four places in the broken temple, which were spread on the dirt floor.

A musty smell fills the air.

Nie Wushuang had just stepped in, there were a few chirps in the broken temple, and several mice rushed out of the holes in the four corners, and then into another hole after a while;

Cedar Peak, Cedar Hall, Cedar Hall.

Fu Xuesong stood on top of a few steps of stairs, and at the bottom of the stairs stood a masked man dressed in black.

"Hall Master, the person you asked me to monitor finally stopped and regained their aura in a ruined temple by the bloodsucking lake. That place was thousands of miles away from the Leaf Opening Gate, close to the Blood Demon Sect's sphere of influence, but not yet within the Blood Demon Sect's sphere of influence. The man in black bowed and said.

"Okay, let's go down. Fu Xuesong and the other black-clothed men disappeared into the Cedar Hall, slowly turned around, looked at the void of the hall and said to themselves: "You are only practicing the ninth order of qi, and you want to run?" Why hasn't your Divine Sense Sword dissipated yet? Well, just wait. ”

Nie Wushuang finally recovered some aura, the effect of the best spirit pill is really good, just a stick of incense time, he felt that his aura had recovered most of it, and suddenly got up, Nie Wushuang tidied up a little, and was about to step out of the broken temple to continue to escape, but he heard a coquettish reprimand outside the broken temple, and the sound of sparse footsteps sounded, and suddenly a figure flew in.

Nie Wushuang looked at the figure flying in at the gate of the broken temple, his jaw almost fell to the ground in shock, and blurted out: "Senior Sister Bu!"