ps: Look at the exclusive story behind "Pen Saint Book Fairy", listen to your more suggestions for the novel, pay attention to the starting point Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter qdread), tell me quietly! Thinking of this, Yang Xiu secretly scolded himself for being careless, no matter how powerful Lin Shuangchen is, he is still in the quenching period, in addition to the mana all over his body, the ability to be beaten is stronger, the flesh is not essentially different from ordinary people, and he also picked to let her go out today, it is really time to fight.

Lin Shuangchen saw Yang Xiu's annoyed look, his cold eyes showed a trace of doubt, and then he saw Yang Xiu take out a teapot and a stack of cups from his arms as if he was playing tricks, as well as large and small bamboo cylinders and porcelain bottles, and even a few iron bars more than a foot long and put them on the ground.

"These Xuan Bees won't be gone for a while, and it won't be long before Uncle Liu will definitely be able to find them,"

Yang Xiu picked up some leaves and branches from the surrounding ground and piled them together, and said while using the Dao talisman to ignite the fire, "Take a break and take a breath first." I see, tomorrow master, you don't go to the front line, and when you go back later, you will say that you are injured and should not go out. ”

Lin Shuangchen ignored Yang Xiu's nonsense, stared at Yang Xiu with skillful movements to build a few iron bars into a simple shelf, poured out unknown things from the porcelain bottle and threw them into the teapot, and finally poured out the translucent water from the bamboo tube and poured it into the pot, put it on the shelf and roasted it.

Feeling Lin Shuangchen's scorching gaze, Yang Xiu smiled and said, "I usually like to carry things with me, but I didn't expect them to come in handy here." ”

Don't overdo it by bringing something with you. But who has ever seen so many things that can be carried in his arms? Lin Shuangchen stared at Yang Xiu's chest, inexplicably wondering if Yang Xiu would pull out a large iron pot from his arms, and after a while, he seemed to realize that this idea was a bit ridiculous. Only then did he retract his gaze and look at Yang Xiu's eyes again.

In fact, Yang Xiu really carried a big iron pot in his arms, and when he was training in the wilderness, he used this iron pot to open a small stove for himself more than once.

Yang Xiu blinked and wanted to pretend to be stupid, but Yang Xiu, who had always had no resistance to girls' gaze, was quickly defeated, especially such a naturally beautiful beauty that people couldn't look at directly.

The purple-gold Sumeru bag was taken out by Yang Xiu and held in his hand, Lin Shuangchen was only slightly stunned and waved his hand and said, "That's your personal belongings, there's no need to show me." ”

"Master, don't you know?"

Yang Xiu shook the Sumeru bag. smiled and said, "This is Situ Yong's Sumeru bag." ”

Hearing this, Lin Shuangchen suddenly raised his head, and even the jade bowl that slowly rotated above was shining brightly. See Lin Shuangchen like this. Yang Xiu was sure that Liu Wenzhong didn't tell her about that day.

Bet right!

Yang Xiu was overjoyed in his heart, and took out the Sumeru bag just to see Lin Shuangchen's reaction, and then took the opportunity to inquire about the secrets of the Immortal Ink Sect.

Situ Yong is undoubtedly a traitor to Tianshu Pavilion, and what deal does he have with the Immortal Ink Sect. Whether the forces intending to obtain the mysterious ring had anything to do with the undercurrent that made many sects nervous, and how much it had to do with today's attack, was a complete mystery to Yang Xiu.

So without waiting for Lin Shuangchen to speak, Yang Xiu poured beans into a bamboo tube and told the original story. Lin Shuangchen just listened quietly, and at first there was some curiosity in his eyes, and then he returned to his original demeanor without waves.

"Master, you are so good to me, you will definitely not tell Uncle Liu, take this Sumeru bag back, right?" Yang Xiu hugged the Sumeru bag in his arms like a baby. Hey hey asked.

Lin Shuangchen shook his head, seeing Yang Xiu grinning happily, he had a feeling of indescribability in his heart.

Why am I his master? In the face of Situ Yong, even if the other party is seriously injured, it is a fight of life and death, and it is impossible to succeed without tenacious will and careful thinking.

Yang Xiu struck while the iron was hot, and then asked, "Then what did Situ Yong do, let my Uncle Liu personally hunt it down." What does this have to do with the Immortal Ink Sect?"

Lin Shuangchen didn't hesitate at all, and said directly: "I can't tell you." ”

"Just a little. ”

Yang Xiu pretended to be a bitter gourd face, pouted and begged: "I suspect that this matter has something to do with the killing of my eldest mother, master, you can tell me about it." ”

Lin Shuangchen's expression moved slightly, and his cold face loosened a little. Yang Xiu knows his master too well, and he doesn't understand the truth of human feelings, but he has a rare and valuable quality, that is, compassion.

Fu Yun Zhenren has been teaching him for more than ten years, but he still hasn't erased all the shining points in Lin Shuangchen's character, which is why Yang Xiu has the confidence to "transform" his master into a genuine goddess with normal feelings, rather than a clay man who doesn't understand seven emotions and six desires.

At this time, Yang Xiu was in a relaxed mood, and the previous panic because he was in danger had long disappeared. This forest is not very far from Fanjing Mountain, and the rescuing monks will soon be able to find this place, with Lin Shuangchen by his side, the swarm of bees can only trap the two of them but will not be fatal.

It's a long night, so let's talk about something~

......

Summer is the season when the stars appear en masse, and the blue-black night sky is full of stars, which is unusually beautiful. At this time, in the deep starry sky, several light spots of different colors dragged their long tails through the air, embellishing the starry sky even more gorgeously.

Some young urchins discovered this wonderful landscape, and they all pointed to the sky and shouted happily, and were soon taken back to the house by the ears of the adults in the family, telling them that it was the immortals of Fanjing Mountain passing by, and they must not be rude, and then they would study the fairy literature well in the future, and win glory for the ancestors of the family.

At the same moment, the huge spirit boat hovering in the air was silent, and there was a solemn aura. Standing at the bow of the boat, Liu Wenzhong's eyes were like electricity, and the bookish anger on his usual face was replaced by coldness and coldness, making the people around him feel infinitely coerced.

The disciple of Yu Lingzhai and the Feishu who Lin Shuangchen asked for help arrived almost at the same time, and when Liu Wenzhong arrived at the place of the incident, he could only find the corpses of the bee swarm scattered on the ground. Following the corpse of the Xuan Bee all the way south, and the traces on the ground disappeared inexplicably, Liu Wenzhong also met the terrifying Min Qingshan with a gloomy face.

Min Qingshan's face was pale, and his meticulously combed bun had been spread out. Like a madman, his eyes were full of crazy battle intent, and he said, "We have been ambushed. The opponent's strength is very strong, one was killed by me, one was devoured by the Qiyun Dragon Turtle, and the rest had fled. ”

"It's a shapeshifting monster. Min Qingshan added.

Liu Wenzhong listened quietly, the cold glint in his eyes flashed slightly, he didn't care about the shape-shifting demon beast, and only asked one question. "Is there a whereabouts of my junior sister and Yang Xiu?"

"They're heading south, and it's time to go into the jungle. ”

A disciple who was in charge of tracking the swarm next to him immediately said, "We followed to the edge of the jungle, but the swarm suddenly split up to attack us, and there was a person with extremely high cultivation who attacked from behind, and I was the only one in the five-person team that went with me to run back. Lost track of them. ”

Liu Wenzhong clasped his hands in his sleeves, squinted his eyes slightly and closed his mouth. The remaining twenty-eight disciples of the Heavenly Book Pavilion were all standing on the deck behind Liu Wenzhong, clenching their fists and staring at them, just waiting for Liu Wenzhong's order.

This time, the barbarian demon beasts entered the hinterland of Fanjing Mountain in a grand manner, not only did no one find out, but they also forcibly took away everyone's favorite Lin Shuangchen. Thinking that the life and death of the two were uncertain now, Liu Xian in the crowd clenched his fists and knotted his muscles, if it wasn't for Liu Wenzhong's lack of order, he would have rushed to the dense forest in the south.

"The disciples of the Heavenly Book Pavilion stayed behind to guard the Spirit Boat. Do not act recklessly until the reinforcements of Fanjing Mountain arrive. Elder Min, thanks to your timely help this time, I still have to trouble you to stay on the Spirit Boat now. Take care of the disciples of Tianshu Pavilion. ”

Liu Wenzhong quickly ordered, then bowed his hand slightly at Min Qingshan, flew into the air and turned into a spiritual light, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye, the speed was amazing.

Min Qingshan looked at the fading streamer in the distant sky, and frowned slightly.

So long. Why haven't the people of Fanjing Mountain arrived yet?

"Now that it's dark, the demon beasts in the wilderness have the upper hand. I am afraid that there will be an ambush in the rash pursuit, and everyone stays in place and stands by. Min Qingshan also gave a deep command to the surrounding disciples, and then landed on the spirit boat of the Tianshu Pavilion, waiting for the high-ranking monks of Fanjing Mountain to arrive.

As the night grew darker, Min Qingshan did not dare to risk the risk of a sneak attack on the battalion to send the main force out. In just a few days, the colony of Xuan bees living in the depths of the wilderness appeared twice in a row, and they had to be extra careful.

Liu Xian stared at the direction in which Liu Wenzhong disappeared in the south, looked back anxiously at the north from time to time, and scolded in a low voice: "These grandsons, they move so slowly, they can't fly!"

Zhang Wan held Liu Xian's hand on the side and whispered persuasion. Liu Xian, who had always been happy, suddenly became agitated and angry when he heard the news of Yang Xiu's attack, and his shape was terrifying.

At this time, Liu Xian was impatient and angry in his heart, impatient because he was worried that Yang Xiu and Uncle Lin would have an accident, and he was angry because his strength was limited, and he knew that his friend was in danger but could not do anything.

Not only Liu Xian, but the other Heavenly Book Pavilion disciples also clenched their fists with cold expressions, and there was a smell of restlessness in the crowd.

There were originally thirty disciples in the Heavenly Book Pavilion, but Lu Tiantu, who had traveled with Wu Kun, didn't show up for some reason, but at this time, everyone didn't have time to pay attention to this.

......

The teapot on the iron frame was dripping, and Yang Xiu poured the tea leaves from the last bamboo tube into the porcelain pot, shook it lightly a few times, and then poured the amber tea into a small cup and handed it to Lin Shuangchen.

"Master, do you mean that the Immortal Ink Sect is just coveting our heirloom exercises?"

Yang Xiu sat back by the fire and asked curiously, "That's why they made great efforts to turn against Situ Yong...... But what kind of exercise is so powerful that it is worth making such a lot of trouble for them?"

Lin Shuangchen sat opposite Yang Xiu side by side, slowly sipping tea, his pale cheeks seemed to have regained some blood in the firelight, shook his head and said softly: "Only the head knows the details of that exercise." However, decades ago, the practice had been completely destroyed, and I don't know why the Immortal Ink Sect was obsessed with it. ”

There are a lot of exercises in the Heavenly Book Pavilion, but the treasure of the town sect was inexplicably lost decades ago, and Yang Xiu has long known about this. The Immortal Ink Sect spent so much effort to plot the Martial Arts, did they think that this news was fake?

The fact that the exercises were lost was decades ago, and it is undoubtedly very difficult to find out the truth. Moreover, Yang Xiu didn't think that this inheritance exercise was really good, if it was really a unique and superb exercise, why was Tianshu Pavilion confined to Tongzhou for thousands of years? You must know that even before the exercise was lost, the strength of Tianshu Pavilion was completely incomparable to that of Fanjing Mountain and Yuling Zhai.

Yang Xiu stirred the fire with a branch, thought about it carefully, and suddenly thought of the mysterious ring hanging around his neck, and the whole thing suddenly had a vague vein.

If, if forging the veins was part of the lost exercises, then it would make sense for the Immortal Ink Sect to support the Yang family behind their backs. It was also to avoid Tianshu Pavilion from detecting, so the other party had been acting secretly and did not dare to snatch it with great fanfare.

Subconsciously touching the ring on his chest, Yang Xiu had more doubts in his heart: the Pulse Forging Technique is just a middle-grade upper-level exercise, not a rare treasure, not even as good as those high-grade pills, those people are persevering just for it?

After drinking a small half cup of tea, Lin Shuangchen's pain in his abdomen was relieved a lot, and his complexion looked much better. Since drinking the tea prepared by Yang Xiu, Lin Shuangchen's body has improved a lot, but this fierce battle has just caught up with the past few days, and it has been a little repeated.

Yang Xiu didn't say anything, just frowned and thought, but Lin Shuangchen knew in his heart that this was probably some kind of magic tea that could relieve pain, because Yang Xiu didn't touch the tea in the pot at all.

Sometimes Lin Shuangchen couldn't help but think that Yang Xiu was the more mature of the two. usually has a hippie smile, but he is very assertive in his heart, this is the first time that Lin Shuangchen has been in close contact with a man or a boy for such a long time. (A good activity for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you to take!Follow up ~ Dian/Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter qdread), participate now! Everyone has a prize, now immediately pay attention to qdread WeChat public account!) (To be continued)