Chapter 405: Ding Jian is a little hamster

"Sister-in-law, don't go out, brother said before leaving, don't go out if there is any movement in the temple tonight."

"Okay, sister-in-law."

Sanhui Courtyard, in the west wing, the lights are out.

In the dark, in addition to some snoring sounds from the elderly Liu's mother when she was asleep, there were also the voices of Ah Qing and Yun Niang.

At present, the two daughters have not slept on the third watch.

All of them were drawn by the movement outside the window.

Especially not long ago, at that moment, it was "as bright as day", and the faintly visible purple and blue halos rendered the starry sky.

It's like a dream, and it's becoming more and more bizarre.

Ah Qing and Yun Niang didn't know what was going on outside.

Reverence for the unknown.

Let them hide in the house and not dare to go out.

But Ah Qing may have vaguely guessed something.

After all, he can be regarded as having experienced the fact that the sword was baked and the gods fought, and he is a little ignorant of a certain type of group.

In addition, tonight, the sudden return of his righteous brother Ouyang Rong also carried a familiar wooden sword box. These are linked together......

Ah Qing lowered her head, her small body curled, and her face buried in the futon.

Yun Niang, who had just closed the window and lay back on the futon, asked curiously:

"Why are my sister-in-law's hands cold?"

"It's fine." A-Qing shook his head.

This is a small couch placed next to Liu's mother's sickbed, on weekdays, if the second daughter is who guards Liu's mother at night, she will sleep next to her clothes to facilitate care and deliver the night pot.

It's just that tonight, the strange movement of Donglin Temple made the two daughters feel at ease, and they kept vigil together.

It's Liu's mother, who is old and sleepy, and she didn't wake up quietly.

In the dark, Yun Niang seemed to look at the different scene outside the window again, and lowered her voice in fear:

"Fortunately, Lang Jun left early, and my sister-in-law stopped me, and it was right not to let me stay longer, otherwise if I went down the mountain late, I would encounter this strange thing outside."

The young woman whispered in a happy tone, behind closed doors.

But Ah Qing didn't say a word, and buried his little head even lower.

"Sister-in-law is not uncomfortable......

Bang——!

Just as Yun Niang was asking, there was a muffled sound in the courtyard outside, like the sound of a heavy sandbag hitting the dirt floor.

Yun Niang and Ah Qing in the futon were instantly silent.

All that remained in the room was the deep snoring of the old woman on the other side of the sickbed.

In the dark courtyard outside, there was no new movement for a long time, and in the distance outside the window, above the southwest side of Donglin Temple, the light of Yi purple and clear blue was still intertwined, without diminishing at all.

From the perspective of the two daughters in the house, this scene is like a silent mime.

The air in front of the bed was silent.

Until there was a faint muffled snort of a man in the courtyard outside.

Yun Niang suddenly found that there was a cold in her arms, the futon had been lifted, and in a blink of an eye, her sister-in-law, who had warned her about the danger outside and told her not to go out, ran out of the door regardless of it.

"Sister-in-law?" Whisper.

Ah Qing ignored it, didn't wear any shoes, ran to the yard with bare feet and only white socks, looked around, and sure enough, he found the figure of a young man in a Confucian shirt.

The handsome girl helped the young man in the Confucian shirt into the house without saying a word.

During this period, the bronze fox face on the face of the young man in the Confucian shirt fell down, was picked up by Ah Qing, and brought into the house together.

Yun Niang, who rushed to the door, vaguely saw the face of the young man in Confucian shirts, and couldn't help but whisper: "Lang Jun." ”

I saw Ouyang Rong waking up as if he was asleep, and through the halo in the distance, he could vaguely see his handsome face, his eyes were closed, his brows were tightly locked, his white lips were pursed, and he snorted "hmm" from time to time, and blood overflowed from the corners of his lips.

Moreover, Yun Niang suddenly discovered that every time Ouyang Rong snorted, the strange blue-purple light in the sky on the southwest side of the distance would flourish once.

If it weren't for the blue light overpowering the purple qi.

If it weren't for the purple gas to fight back against the blue light.

It's like breathing.

"Don't light the lights."

Ah Qing whispered, and Yun Niang hurriedly blew out the lights on the table.

Ah Qing helped the young man in the Confucian shirt who was trembling to the side of the bed, she grabbed the futon and wrapped him tightly, as if she was afraid that he would catch a cold.

Ah Qing hugged Ouyang Rong tightly through the futon and asked, "Brother is cold?" What's uncomfortable? ”

"Dan...... Rejuvenation Pill ......" dry lips squeezed out a few words.

Ouyang Rong's eyes didn't open when he spoke, and his brows became more and more furrowed, as if he was too much involved in something, and his words were concise and to the point.

But hearing him speak, Ah Qing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uh-oh."

Ah Qing reacted and hurriedly went to get a bottle of small pills.

This pill was handed over to Ouyang Rong by Xie Lingjiang when he was in Longcheng, from Gesoap Mountain, and was later left by him in Liumu's place, so that Aqing and Yun Niang fed half a grain every ten years, and took it with water, which was regarded as nourishing and recuperating.

Although it is an authentic healing elixir, as its name suggests, it also has a hint of the effect of rejuvenating dead wood, and at the same time can relieve pain, which is suitable for the elderly who are dying and suffering.

It's just that Ouyang Rong didn't expect that tonight would come in handy.

The small pill was quickly taken, and Ah Qing took the water scoop handed by Yun Niang, and carefully fed Ouyang Rong to take it.

Less.

The young man with his eyes closed exhaled.

Outside the window, the violet and blue light in the southwest sky continued.

However, Ouyang Rong took out a little strength, opened his eyes, first looked at the sleeping mother Liu on the side of the sickbed, and then looked at the second daughter in front of him.

Ah Qing wet her forehead with water, her little face was clear, Yun Niang was restless, worried and worried, and asked nervously:

"Lang Jun is fine, it's ...... day outside"

Ouyang Rong, who was relieved, raised his hand slightly, indicating that there was no big problem.

Immediately, Ah Qing's second daughter saw it, and he continued to close his eyes, locking his eyebrows.

The candle in the snow was even more powerful than Ouyang Rong imagined.

I don't know if it's because this Yunmeng Lady is extremely demonic and amazingly talented, or if the real combat power of all the high-grade qi cultivators is like this.

Anyway, it is definitely not comparable to the chief of Xi Dao who "asked God to come up" not long ago.

This woman was able to play with the two major sword powers of "Dependent Origin Emptiness" and "Return to Come", and relied on the craftsmanship of the rich incense accumulated in Dagu Mountain for a hundred years.

Good guy, this is a Ding sword, the craftsman who made the Dao vein swordsmith poured his whole life to cast, which one is not famous, and the blood killed in the history books is like a river.

The sword-wielding man is crowned as the world's first killer, not a sedan chair in vain.

According to the successful experience in the past, as long as Ouyang Rong can successfully deploy the sword, and wait for enough fifteen breaths, which time is not to chop melons and vegetables?

At that time, Qiu Shenji was really not enough spiritual energy and merit purple mist, and he couldn't feed the craftsmanship, so he would kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred to win.

However, at the moment, with the help of the "incense aura" equivalent to several high-grade Buddhist qi practitioners, he can't even take this woman.

Even her body protection true qi has not broken a few times.

On the contrary, the sword qi of the candle in the snow became stronger and stronger, one person and one sword, with the body and body, and the "craftsman" was hard to fight, and the momentum did not flinch.

And the long sword on her back is not a vulgar thing, and it also has the characteristics of a sword similar to that of the authentic sword bearer Ouyang Rong, and the two cooperate very tacitly, of course, it is definitely not the mythical Ding Sword.

One person, one sword, thus dominating the edge of the sword.

Such a hard girl, Ouyang Rong is the first time to see her.

Could it be that between the five rank qi practitioners, in the same realm, the gap in combat power will be so big?

He couldn't help but fall into deep thought......

Ouyang Rong didn't know that at this moment, a tall orchid in the sky on the southwest side was surprised by him, a little eight-rank sword wielder.

However, Ouyang Rong knew that although he couldn't do anything with her, he couldn't do anything with Ouyang Rong in the snow.

The craftsman who was fighting at home and had a sufficient source of incense and gas used his "Return to Come" magic power to lock the qi machine, and the candle in the snow couldn't take action against him.

So taking advantage of the anxious situation between the two, they fell into a stalemate.

Ouyang Rong, who was seriously injured, ran away early.

staggered all the way back to Sanhui Temple.

There is a craftsman who entangles this woman, if she doesn't run now, when will she run?

Anyway, right now, because of the "origin", it is the great world of Dagu Mountain that supplies the craftsman with aura, and Ouyang Rong's small world does not need to stay nearby.

In the territory of Dagu Mountain, Ouyang Rong's communication with craftsmen is not limited, at most, it consumes more energy.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, and neither does a sword-wielder.

can secretly deploy swords, swords to kill the enemy, fools only stay in the frontal battlefield, and are smashed by Huanglong, it can be said that the entire Ding Sword - Sword Bearer system, the Sword Bearer is the weakest link.

He heard that Yunmeng Nun had always been united, and besides, the Great Lonely Mountain of Dragon City was at the door of Yunmengze's house.

Not to mention the reason for the strange appearance of the candle in the snow tonight, Ouyang Rong guessed that there were other Yue girls following behind, and before they arrived, the candle in the snow was alone, and he walked the fastest, before he arrived at Dagu Mountain and took the lead in fighting him, which is not a low possibility.

At present, the craftsman dragged the candle in the snow, and the candle in the snow also dragged the craftsman.

With Ouyang Rong's current situation of being injured and distracted by the sword, he has lost the body protection of the Ding Sword, as long as the other party has a companion from the Yue Girl, even if it is only the ninth grade, he can easily pick his head.

"I don't believe that your breath can last for so long, what about the five-grade qi practitioners, what about the kendo leader, and when the aura is also exhausted, is it possible that your dantian small world is wider than the big lonely mountain?"

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips.

"Lang Jun, your arm ......"

"It doesn't matter."

Ouyang Rong shook his head, looked at it tiredly, and then, with a click, he reluctantly connected his dislocated right arm.

But the fracture of the lower arm still exists, the pain enters the bone marrow, and the teeth are clenched.

Ouyang Rong's thin face turned pale, and Ah Qing and Yun Niang hurriedly wiped the cold sweat for him.

The back of his right hand trembled, and he couldn't lift it up, so he needed A-Qing's help to help him up.

At this moment, Ouyang Rong didn't care about this, continued to close his eyes, immersed his mind, communicated with the sword, and commanded from afar.

In fact, the craftsman itself is psychic, and he can ask for the enemy by himself, and he does not need the sword holder to consume too much mind.

It's just that the little guy's intelligence is limited after all, he doesn't play much, he is easy to be irritable and impulsive, and he may fall into a trap by mistake, and he needs Ouyang Rong's guidance, especially in the face of a terrifying opponent like Candle in the Snow.

The room was silent, he didn't speak, and Ah Qing and Yun Niang didn't dare to speak, waiting nervously.

Ouyang Rong's heartstrings tightened, and for a while, he even forgot the passage of time outside.

I don't know how long it took, in the southwest sky, the peerless purple figure retreated slightly, and in front of her, there was a clear blue lotus phantom blooming one after another, and it was overwhelmed for a while.

"Ha Yuan Ling also has an endless time!"

Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

On that battlefield, a certain fierce and domineering lady finally retreated for the first time, changed tactics, and tried to get out of the battlefield.

Ouyang Rong manipulated the craftsman, continued to pursue, and the candle in the snow fought and retreated, as if taking the opportunity to restore the aura, at a certain moment, Ouyang Rong ordered the craftsman to make a feint, handed out the last sword, and then turned around and ran away, shook off the chasing enemy, and returned in a circle......

Break away from the mystical and mystical connection of the mind and mind.

Ouyang Rong opened his eyes in a flash, covered his chest and panted, and finally got out.

His energy and mind were almost stretched to the limit, and if the candle in the snow did not retreat and the stalemate continued, he might pass out.

Ouyang Rong immediately lifted the futon and got out of bed and walked around.

Wait for a while, throw off the craftsman who is chasing the enemy, and return as scheduled.

At this time, the light in the room was dim, and he swept away, just like the scene when he returned from the scripture copying hall not long ago, next to the "clear blue sword arc" that he returned, there was a faint floating thing in the halo.

Ouyang Rong sighed in his heart, and glared slightly: "No......"

However, the floating object in the halo seems to be "alive", not quite like a piece of light and breathable fabric.

He looked at it and saw that it was a snow-white long sword.

The body of the snow-white long sword is as clear as glass, like an ice pick under the eaves of winter snow, pure white as milk.

The corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched fiercely.

Directly in front, a sword arc swayed back to the master's side, but with a trophy, walking with a little wind, obviously asking for credit.

This appearance is like a little fat friend who is fighting outside from school, with a blue nose and swollen face, but he holds his head high and swaggers home.

The main one is hard to be strong.

The snow-white long sword fell into Ouyang Rong's hand, and the glazed sword body suddenly trembled, emitting a long sword sound, and struggled, as if it was sad and angry, as if it had fallen into the hands of the enemy for the first time and had been tarnished by a man...... He frowned, hurriedly stuffed it into the sword box that isolated the breath, turned his head to glare at the craftsman, and before he could speak, the little guy "swished" and quickly drilled back into the old nest of the sword box that was bulging tonight.

You're a fucking hamster, every time you come back, you bring some goods, and if you come back a few times, the sword box won't fit.

Ouyang Rong couldn't help scolding, closed the sword box, and looked around in a hurry.

The candle in the snow was just a lack of dantian aura, but he was not seriously injured, and he was able to recover his combat strength soon and turn around.

And he had just escaped, and there must have been a lot of blood traces left along the way.

Although the Yue girls such as the candle in the snow are not good at looking for the Yin and Yang family veins that are very difficult, as long as they have the heart to find it, eighty percent can find it, the difference is whether it is fast or slow.

The pursuers may arrive at any time, and it is too late to return the same way to deal with the traces.

Can't even affect Ah Qing and them!

Ouyang Rong had a plan.

He turned his head, went to deal with the traces in the courtyard, hid the sword box again, and then took the bloodstained bronze fox face from A Qing's hand, put it back on, and carefully admonished a few words, and the second daughter nodded in agreement.

After a while, Ouyang Rong did not bring a sword box, strode out of the door, and ran down the mountain without hiding his traces, as if he was running away......

(End of chapter)