Chapter 50: Self-cultivation of Love Tribulation (50)
Ling Chan's face was full of rejection, her red and glamorous little mouth pursed, her wet long eyelashes flickered, and her watery eyes were full of vigilance.
Fu Yaoguang ruthlessly fixed Ling Chan.
As soon as he held his hand, the aura condensed into a small sword, which he slowly plunged into his chest.
The sound of flesh and blood rubbing was so harsh that Chan couldn't help but tremble, she whimpered, but found that her ears were suddenly quiet.
The sound of the wind in the mountains, the rustling of wild beasts, the crackling of torches burning in the camp, and the most frightening of all were gone.
Only Fu Yaoguang's voice sounded gently: "Good girl, don't be afraid. ”
There was a gentle touch on the lips, and the pecking kiss again and again, like a gentle comfort.
You learn-and-sell guy! Ling Chan glared angrily, and the smile in Fu Shaoguang's eyes deepened.
Fuyao Light pinched her mouth open and ...... a little The liquid that was almost pure aura was swallowed by Ling Chan, and the aura in her body began to run wildly, and a large amount of aura washed and widened Ling Chan's meridians, breaking through her bottleneck like a bamboo.
Jin Dan, Yuan Baby, Huashen ......
Ling Chan's cultivation soared, surpassing her senior brothers, masters, and elders, and finally stopped at the position of transforming into a god.
It only takes one thunder tribulation for her to be promoted to the Dao Tribulation Period and soar to become a god, and it will be just around the corner.
“…… You okay? "Ling Chan looked worried about Fuyao Guang, although Fuyao Guang looked like a normal face with red lips and white teeth, but the effect of this drop of blood was so miraculous, Ling Chan's promotion to the thunder tribulation was exempted by him, Ling Chan didn't believe that losing it had no effect on Fuyao Light at all!
Fu Shaoguang shook his head and said, "It's just blood, my injuries will heal soon, don't worry about me." ”
Ling Chan frowned, with a disapproving expression.
Fu Yaoguang paused and said gently: "Maybe this thing has a greater impact on us." ”
He rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his arms.
The intricate patterns are engraved on the narrow wrists of the young man, and the colors are as bright as the markings on the body of a poisonous snake. Underneath it, there are light cyan and clear meridians.
Ling Chan reached out and touched it, the pattern seemed to be conscious, following the movements of Ling Chan's fingers, slightly agitating on Fuyaoguang's skin.
Ling Chan also rolled up her sleeves and stretched out her arms, the patterns on her forearms were exactly the same as those on Fuyao's wrists.
This is Xue Xingchi's mark.
Ling Chan's face was ugly, "We haven't been in contact with the white mist, but we have been in contact with Xue Xingchi...... Now that you have a mark, could it be, that is also on Bai Ruisong's body? ”
If there really is, Bai Ruisong stays in Huachun City, and he may not even know what happened to him!
"Not only that," Ling Chan frowned and said, "If you have touched Xue Xingchi, there will also be marks on your body, will the people of the City Lord's Mansion also have them?" ”
Ling Chan thought for a while, and simply said: "In this way, we will divide our troops into two ways!" ”
She summoned everyone in the convoy and gave a succinct update on the situation, announcing that Fuyao Light had joined the team to save the mountain, and the new strategy she had come up with for the detachment.
All the way are weaker and younger children, together with Pei Ruomian and the ordinary people in the convoy, they can go back to Huachun or go to the capital, depending on Pei Ruomian's arrangement, in short, they have to go to a safe place.
They are protected people who can walk slowly on the road.
The other team of people is a relatively strong person, except for a few disciples who know more about the situation of Wushan, that is, Ling Chan and Fu Yaoguang.
They had to go to Huachun City first to see if there were any marks on Bai Ruisong and those ordinary people, and then rush to Wushan.
For the people of this team, time is of the essence, and they must speed up and fight with their swords.
From Huachun to this mountain forest, Ling Chan took Pei Ruomian and the convoy to walk slowly for five days, and now the monks flew back with their swords, and it took less than an hour.
Ling Chan landed in the sky above the City Lord's Mansion.
She is familiar with the location of Bai Ruisong's room, and she also knows that it is still early, and Bai Ruisong, a workaholic, will definitely not rest.
Ling Chan slipped to the study and found that Bai Ruisong was still working overtime.
The young man is lying on the desk, his back is straight, his slender posture is like a green bamboo, his long fingers are pinching the brush, and the pen is wandering, not knowing what he is writing.
Ling Chan pushed open the window and knocked on the lattice with her fingers.
As soon as Bai Ruisong looked up, he saw Ling Chan's face behind the window, he unconsciously hooked a smile and stood up from behind the table, "Grandma! You're back! ”
Facing Bai Ruisong's excited and happy face, Ling Chan was also happy in her heart, but she didn't have time to talk to Bai Ruisong.
"City Lord, I came back this time for something important!" She said solemnly with a straight face.
She pulled Fu Yaoguang behind her into the room, stretched out her hand with a solemn face, and showed Bai Ruisong the mark on her hand, "Do you have this mark on your hand?" ”
The skin on the inside of Ling Chan's wrist is extremely fair, like a bowl of solidified milk, shiny and moist, and the patterns on it are colorful, making the complexion more and more white.
Bai Ruisong's gaze slipped to Ling Chan and Fu Yaoguang's hands.
The index fingers were entangled, ambiguous and unspeakable, Ling Chan felt Bai Ruisong's gaze, and was a little embarrassed to withdraw her hand, but she shook her bare hand and firmly held Ling Chan's hand.
Ling Chan's face was flushed, but he didn't hide his joy, and said, "Surprised, unexpected?" ”
Bai Ruisong's eyes were stunned, and his eyes, which were originally gentle and warm like a spring breeze, froze into a ten-mile freeze in the blink of an eye.
The corners of his mouth curled, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes, and his cold anger was suppressed at the bottom: "I don't know, when did you become so good?" ”
endured and endured, but still couldn't hold down the fire, Bai Ruisong smirked: "Hide it from me one by two, it's really unjust!" ”
Ling Chan's face turned even redder.
She coughed and didn't speak, but Fu Yaoguang behind her spoke: "We are happy with each other, and we expressed our hearts to each other on the road." ”
"Before, the two of us didn't realize each other's intentions, and we wasted our time."
Bai Ruisong: "......"
"What's wrong?" Ling Chan's hand waved in front of Bai Ruisong's eyes, was she stupid?
"It's okay," Bai Ruisong chuckled, "I just met you, I was so happy." ”
He remained silent and erased Fuyaoguang's name.
Bai Ruisong no longer entangled in his friend's emotional problems, he held Ling Chan's arm and began to look at it very carefully, if his gaze could turn into a fine net, he must have captured every inch of Ling Chan's skin.
Fu Shao Guang's fingers moved, and wrapped Ling Chan's arm with aura.
Ling Chan felt it, she was a little confused, frowned and glanced at Fu Yaoguang, not understanding what kind of wind he was suddenly pumping.
Bai Ruisong was originally carefully stroking the pattern, but he was drawn from the bottom of the kettle by Fu Shaoguang's trick, his face remained unchanged, and he still smiled calmly: "This pattern, I have a little impression, it seems that I have seen ...... in which person?" I need to make sure it feels a little bit more. ”
He didn't look at Fuyaoguang, but looked at Ling Chan with a smile, which meant a long time: "Now like this, I can't judge." ”