Chapter Seventy-Three: Your Knife
The name Jun Shendu is not unfamiliar, after all, the old god stick used a couplet to determine the next palace master, and they have also heard of it, and Liu Lao even remembers seeing the gentle scholar.
However, when I came to visit at this time, I found this place, and I couldn't help but let the two quietly look at each other.
After a while, Sun Shanluo jumped off the bookcase, and Liu Lao made another cup of tea, and his expression returned to a light and breezy appearance: "Come in." ”
In the crisp sound of Peiyu, a scholar wearing a cyan Confucian shirt walked in, with a calm gait, natural and generous, wearing a silk scarf on his head, wearing a flowing green jade around his waist, his eyebrows and eyes were clear and clear, although he was not very handsome, but he looked extremely comfortable, and he gave people a feeling like a spring breeze as soon as he came in.
Jun Shen saw the three of them after entering the door alone, and then the first sentence made the three of them speechless: "The junior came to offer a plan to slaughter the nine-tailed demon clan." ”
......
This night was extremely quiet and extremely tormenting.
Among them, the danger is only to see the moon rise and set on Jingting Mountain, so naturally I can't understand it, but when Qianyi opened his eyes in the early morning, the night was finally over.
Sniff it twice, and a faint fragrance hits your nose.
It is the fragrance of empty valley flowers, and it is also a girl's orchid.
Qian Yi looked at the surrounding environment and found that he was lying on a bed, surrounded by calligraphy and paintings, but they were arranged in a very indecent manner, as if the people hanging the calligraphy and paintings were just to keep the room from looking too empty.
Slowly getting up, a long and intense pain swept over, and the previously light and agile body was now like carrying several mountains, and with a slight movement, it was wheezing, so heavy that it could not exert the slightest strength.
The chest and abdomen are particularly painful, and I almost dare not breathe hard, which should be a wound to the internal organs, but whenever the pain arises, there will be a cool sense of coolness, which will wash away the pain and warm the scars in the body.
The rest of the body was fine, except for a few scarred wounds, presumably caused by hitting a tree.
Chiya leaned on the head of the bed, thinking about what happened before she fell unconscious.
After breaking the formation, he alarmed the man in purple, and was summoned by him to attack with purple divine thunder, and he was seriously injured and unconscious with just one blow, but before he fell unconscious, he saw Lazy standing up from his shoulder, and he should have fled with him.
Turning his head to look at Yu Xunyan, who was sleeping on the side of the bed, and seeing the sword next to the girl, Qian Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but he was halfway loose and sucked it back, he looked around blankly, but Tianhong Dao was not in the house.
The young man slowly frowned, frowning very deeply, and his heart became extremely uncomfortable, and he lost his Tianhong knife in the middle of the night, and he couldn't take it away.
In fact, when the purple-clothed man was alarmed last night, Qian Yi could have dropped the Tianhong Knife and escaped safely, but this was given to him in the night, and the Tianhong Knife, which had been fighting with him for seven years, was as important as being lazy with him, how could he leave it down?
Feeling the weakness of his body, Qian Yi knew that it was undoubtedly a fool's dream to find the Tianhong Knife now, and even if he found it, he couldn't get it back, and besides, it had been a night, and most of it had been taken away by the purple-clothed man.
While he was pondering, there was a slight vibration from the bed, and Yu Xunyan looked up at him.
The girl's eyes were full of tiredness and worry, and the moment she saw Qianyi, she turned into Sanqiu Pond water at an astonishing speed, but the water seemed to be full, overflowing with waves.
Qian Yi didn't speak, he was still so dumb that he thought that the girl was too sleepy, and he was sleepy and burst into tears, he just didn't know what to say at this time, and the discomfort in his heart was still lingering because of the loss of the Tianhong knife.
Yu Xunyan didn't speak, she looked at the young man's pale cheeks, and her heart was filled with pinprick-like pain, but she only looked at it for a moment, then turned her head, and some messy green silk spilled out, covering her biting lips and clear eyes.
The room was filled with silence soaked in fragrance.
After a long while, Yu Xunyan said in a low voice: "Thank you." ”
The tone was a little cold, as if he was forced to say it, but Chiya could feel the sincerity in it, and nodded "um".
“...... Why did you go to me last night?"
"Jun Shendu said that you didn't go to class. ”
"He asked you to come?"
"Hmm. ”
“...... So how did you find me?"
"Empty valley flowers. ”
Yu Xunyan subconsciously sniffed the aroma on his body, the fragrance of hollow valley flowers on his body was extremely light and shallow, and he didn't believe it: "It rained the night before." ”
"Maybe it's because I have a good nose and used to hunt a lot. Chiya replied.
"Oh. The girl replied lightly, not knowing whether to believe it or not.
Yu Xunyan and Qianye experienced last night's incident, and they were basically relieved of their previous suspicions, and they were already friends, so the two of them were willing to talk to each other when their health was not very good, but both of them obviously couldn't chat, and they cherished words like gold, so they fell silent again after saying a few words.
"Last night...... Did you see anything?" After a while, Yu Xunyan suddenly remembered a question that seemed important.
Qian Yi groaned slightly, knowing what the girl was referring to. When he entered the Shengsheng Great Array last night, he only saw that Yu Xunyan was about to be trampled by the undead soldiers, and he didn't know anything about it before, but there were so many claw marks left on the martial arts field, and the Shengsheng Great Array was on the edge of the seventh-level floating slaughter, and then he thought that Yu Xunyan had stayed in the big array for more than nine hours and was almost not injured, and Qian Yi also guessed that Yu Xunyan might be a demon spirit.
Chiya nodded.
Yu Xunyan's eyes dimmed: "Then why do you want to save me?"
"I believe Jun Shendu, and I also feel that you didn't mean to. Qian also replied bluntly.
"Then are you just acting on your own feelings?" Yu Xunyan blurted out, seemingly feeling a little rude, and whispered an apology.
Qian Yi didn't care, and thought about it: "Most of the time there is thinking, if you can't think, or can't think of anything, just rely on feelings." Someone told me that it felt like it came from the heart. If you can't choose, it's better to trust your feelings. ”
After a pause, Qian Yi added, "Anyway, I don't think you're too bad." ”
When Yu Xunyan heard this, he suddenly felt a burst of joy in his heart, but soon this joy dimmed.
"You seem to have killed a lot of demons, and you hate demons?"
Qian Yi shook his head: "Most of them are killed for self-preservation. ”
There is a thousand words that have not been spoken, and he has the right to hate anything in this world? He is the most cruel demon in the world.
Yu Xunyan seemed to be quite interested in Qianyi's answer: "Then what about sometimes?"
"Think of protecting others. ”
Indeed, Chi Ye sometimes goes out with his knives, but because he thinks they are a potential threat, and if he doesn't kill them, many living beings may suffer, but this is just his thoughts, whether it is right or wrong, he doesn't know.
"I've been to the Demon Land and Demon Domain, and some demons live very hard, no better than the most bitter people. ”
The room fell silent again, this is a major matter related to the human race, the demon race, and the demon race, after all, it is not something that two young people who are still involved in the world can tell.
Suddenly, Yu Xunyan accidentally touched the sword of Wenhua, and the light groan of his fingertips touching the hilt of the sword made Qianyi turn his head, but his eyes were dark.
Yu Xunyan said apologetically: "I'm sorry, your knife ......"
The door was suddenly opened, and Jun Shen, who was holding a food box, stood at the door with a faint smile on his face, and then threw an object towards Qianyi: "Qianyi, your knife." ”