In the dark night, the fire in the temple burned half the sky.

Xingyan flew from a roof ridge in the distance, the light of the fire reflected on his dark mask, and it also burned in his dark eyes.

That woman can fool others, but she can't blindfold him.

This fire was not only deliberate on her part, but also the inexplicable piece of paper, which was able to suppress the evil qi around Songhe, and the weapon he refined for nothing lost three points of power.

With a pair of gloomy eyes, Xing Yan raised his hands and patted them gently, "Don't wake up yet." ”

In an instant, there seemed to be an unusual movement in the raging flames.

It was not the sound of the beams collapsing, but more like the "crunch" sound of the reorganization of human bones.

Through the layers of flames, a figure stood up from the ground and walked towards the temple gate with the flames.

Songhe's robe was burned and tattered, but his body was intact.

His face was blue-gray, full of dead air like a zombie, and in those eyes, which he could never open again, were completely black.

Songhe slowly walked in front of Xing Yan and knelt on his knees, his voice stiff but he could hear the respect in it, "Master." ”

"Oh, it's a shame that you still know your master, if that woman spoils her brain, I don't know how many pieces to break her into."

……

On the other side, Jiang Ranchen led everyone to retreat to Yizhuang, where the corpses of those people were placed.

After finding a clean place to put Yun Xiaoyue down, Lin Qingwu immediately handed him a wet handkerchief, "Ranchen, wipe your face first." ”

Jiang Ranchen took it and thanked him.

Glancing at Yun Hongyue, whose face was also covered with black ash, Jiang Ranchen took the lead in wiping her face with a handkerchief before wiping his own.

After wiping the white handkerchief, it had become jet black, and Jiang Ranchen said embarrassedly: "The handkerchief is dirty, I'll return it to you after washing." ”

Jiang Ranchen stuffed the handkerchief into his arms, Lin Qingwu looked at his movements, his cheeks were slightly red, and he immediately forgot about the unhappiness of wiping Yun Hongyue's face.

Lin Qingwu and Jiang Ranchen met by chance half a month ago, and after talking, they found that they were both going to Lingyun Sect, so they went together.

Lin Qingwu is beautiful, Jiang Ranchen is even more handsome, and after half a month of getting along day and night, Lin Qingwu has a good impression of him more or less.

"Ranchen, what happened, how could there be a fire in the hall of good ends?"

As soon as Lin Qingwu asked, the others also looked at Jiang Ranchen.

Jiang Ranchen already firmly believed that the ever-bright lamp was knocked over by Yun Hongyue, in order to avoid her being harshly criticized by everyone, Jiang Ranchen lowered his eyes and said regretfully: "Accidentally, the wind blew down the candlestick on the table. ”

When Yun Hongyue was awake, the sky was already dark.

Originally, she was still thinking about how to explain the cause of the fire so that everyone would not be suspicious.

Unexpectedly, this matter has been overshadowed by Jiang Ranchen's simple sentence, it seems that her acting skills are good.

At noon, the fire in the temple was completely burned out.

Lin Qingwu wanted to find some of the remains of the pine crane from the ruins, but unfortunately he dug a large area and saw no traces.

Seeing this, Yun Hongyue was completely relieved, it seemed that Songhe's body had been completely burned to ashes.

In this way, Xing Yan has great ability, and he can't refine the corpse, at most look for Songhe's ashes and pinch the clay man.

After the burial of those people in Liuxian Town, the sun has sunk in the west.

Under the archway of Liuxian Town, Lin Qingwu asked Yun Hongyue, "Miss Hongyue, where are you going next?" ”

"I haven't thought about it for the time being, so let's go wherever I go." Yun Hongyue stretched her waist and had an infinitely good attitude.

"In this case, have you ever thought about cultivating immortals? This time, Qingwu and I are going to Lingyun Sect to participate in the once-in-a-decade Cloud Conference. I heard that all those who passed the selection could apprentice and practice in the Lingyun Sect, and even had the opportunity to become a disciple of the sect. ”

As soon as Jiang Ranchen's suggestion came out, Lin Qingwu's eyebrows twisted slightly, and she looked at Yun Hongyue with some nervousness.

Somehow, she didn't want to see Yun Hongyue nodding in her heart.

Fortunately, Yun Hongyue didn't have this intention, the Yunxiao Conference was a fairy fate belonging to the male and female protagonists, so she went to join in the fun.

"No, I don't want to cultivate immortals for the time being. Let's go our separate ways, and we'll see you again. ”

Yun Hongyue's long hair fluttered, and she turned around suddenly.

Half an hour later, she stood at a fork in the road again.

This time, she made a particularly detailed divination, but her expression turned from doubt to depression.

Should I say it or not, the life of her body is too weak.

T-junction, three roads, none of which is Yangguan Avenue.

"Forget it, since you want to break through, let's pick the fiercest one."

The moon and stars are scarce, and Yun Hongyue walks on a winding forest path.

Who could tell her why the road was getting narrower and narrower, the forest was getting denser and denser, and the only moonlight overhead was completely obscured by the thick foliage.

The surroundings were terrifying, and in the complete darkness, Yun Hongyue suddenly stopped, staring at the shadow in front of her that was darker than the night.

"......" In an instant, Yun Hongyue's hairs stood on end.

If she wasn't mistaken, the shadow in front of her was clearly humanoid.

If you are an ordinary person, you will definitely have to ask out loud at this time, but Yun Hongyue is not.

She hardened her head, and gradually approached the figure.

The man did not move, but stood still without making a sound.

"Haha, got you." Yun Hongyue swooped forward, clasping the man's arm tightly with both hands, and the cold touch made her blood boil all over her body.

This kind of coldness and stiffness is not like what a living person should have!

Surprised, as soon as Yun Hongyue looked up, she saw the white dead face of the pine crane, and the black eyeballs that had no whites.

"Ah......hh What the hell is alive...... No, no, I've seen a living ghost. ”

Yun Hongyue screamed, shook off Songhe's arm like lightning, and didn't turn around, just straight backwards and ran away.

It looked amazing and funny.

Yun Hongyue and Songhe were eye to eye, and fled backwards with their teeth and claws.

It wasn't until there was a muffled "bang" that Yun Hongyue seemed to hit a wall behind her back and couldn't stop.

Xing Yan: "......"

Feeling the body temperature of the person behind him, as well as the strong and powerful heartbeat, Yun Hongyue put back the hair that had been erected again.

Fortunately, it's a living person.

The cold sandalwood mixed with the faint fragrance of herbs lingered from this person's body to the tip of Yun Xiaoyue's nose.

"It smells so good...... Yun Hongyue took a deep breath and let out a sigh.

Turn around, raise your eyes, and go to see the true face of Lushan.

What greeted me was a dark mask, and a pair of cold, uncertain eyes.

Yun Hongyue was startled and jumped back a big step.

"You, why are you ......" Yun Hongyue pointed at Xing Yan and couldn't speak.

Xing Yan looked at her coldly, what a surprise, this woman actually knew who he was.