In an instant, the sky in the sea of cold sound was shattered, comparable to the fire of the infernal hell. In just an instant, he had imagined countless countermeasures that could deal with the embarrassing situation at this time.

Is it calm and calm, pretending to be casual and getting up to shout that uncle is okay, or deliberately provocatively holding his clothes and sniffing him again, to see who is embarrassed by the last two?

Or shamelessly break the jar and say, "Uncle, can you take off your clothes for me again"...

The ups and downs of the long-awaited cold sound. Chongjue was silent for a long time, and finally walked up.

The cold sound suddenly stirred up, and instantly discarded the three countermeasures, and chose ...... Avoid.

He rolled around the bed a few times with a blank face, rolled up his messy wide robe and fell out of bed with a "bang", hiding between the bottom of the bed and the gap between the curtain, pretending to be dead.

Chongjue: "......"

Chongjue couldn't see anyone, but vaguely felt that Su Hansheng was sneaking under the bed.

Sure enough, it was a child, and the first reaction was to run away.

Chongjue stopped his steps: "The morning bell rang three times, and the entrance ceremony of the school palace has begun." ”

Yesterday, I just let me copy a Buddhist scripture, and this child can sleep for a day and a night after going crazy almost in a daze, Chongjue also knows that it is not a day's work to save and make up for the shortcomings, and it is necessary to slowly figure it out.

Su Hansheng hid under the bed, buried his head in his arms, and lay on his stomach, silent. Chongjue didn't say much, put down An Shenxiang, and left slowly.

When Chongjue went to the Buddhist hall before bathing and changing clothes, he saw that the plain robe that had just been taken off on the truss was gone.

The half-hidden door of the Buddha hall was wide open at this time, and the messy footprints of one foot deep and one shallow foot in the courtyard could be faintly seen, as if someone had fled in a hurry. Chongjue: ".. …

Big big

The cold sound was long to grow eight legs, and the snow veil covered by the clouds was flying with the wind by him, and he laughed with the stolen clothes, but there were tears at the end of his eyes.

"Haha, anyway, I've lost my face and I'm going home, so why not have one more sin of stealing clothes! Ha ha...... Ha...... Woo. "

I hid under the bed for a long time, my face was dirty, and I ran down the mountain while wiping my tears while holding my bulging clothes.

The morning bell rings throughout the Great University Palace.

The entrance ceremony has ended.

The news that Su Hansheng was taken away by Shizun yesterday has spread all over the school palace, and many students praised it, and they all wanted to take a look at this legendary little young gentleman who could be treated differently by Shizun at the entrance ceremony today.

But I didn't even see the shadow of Su Shaojun.

Outside the Siming Hall, he waited and watched

The crowd was stunned, and it took half a day to disperse.

Su Hansheng sobbed all the way back to Xu Nanzhi's residence, and plunged into the bed in the inner room, wishing to die. Xu Nanzhi and Zhuang Lingxiu lived in the same fast, and were preparing in the courtyard to go to the Taoist sacrifice, when they swept away and were slightly stunned.

What did you just do?

Xu Nan got up and entered the house: "Xiao Xiao?"

A muffled voice came: "Senior brother." "

Xu Nanyu lifted the curtain and walked into the inner room, and saw the curtain of the blackout bed that had just been changed dispersed, and a slender figure could be faintly seen curled up in the corner.

"What's wrong? Didn't you come back from the World-Honored One, and he punished you?"

Su Han said in a muffled voice: "He punished me for copying Buddhist scriptures." ”

Xu Nanzhi laughed: "Yes, someone should take care of you!" Su Hansheng: "......" Shu Hansheng almost cried again.

Zhuang Lingxiu heard this as soon as he came in, and he almost rolled his eyes when he didn't stabilize his gentleness, he stepped forward angrily and slapped Xu Nan's elbow: "Can you speak?" Xu Nan glared at him.

Zhuang Lingxiu seemed to be very good at dealing with the fried cat, and said to Shu Han in a soft voice: "Yesterday's incident is not all thanks to Shaojun, and the World Venerable really shouldn't punish you for copying scriptures." "

Xu Nan said angrily: "Hey!"

Zhuang Lingxiu kicked him and motioned for him to shut up. Sure enough, Shu Hansheng, who was hiding in the bed curtain, was stunned for a while, and seemed to wipe his tears again: "Senior Brother Zhuang really thinks so?"

Although Xu Nanzhi stood up for him, he always felt that he was wrong; Chongjue did the same, and punished him for copying Buddhist scriptures.

Zhuang Lingxiu was still the first person to think that he was right. Also, after all, it's a Zhuang dog.

Su Hansheng hung his head and said dejectedly: "But I was still deducted points, and I can't go to the Dao Festival." "Who said that?" Zhuang Ling said, "As long as you want, Senior Brother will take you there." ”

Su Hansheng was stunned, feeling that things seemed to be taking a turn for the better, and lifted a crack in the bed curtain, revealing a head. "Really?!"

Zhuang Lingxiu laughed softly, and he walked over under Xu Nanzhi's extremely dissatisfied gaze.

"Shaojun didn't come to the entrance ceremony today, I don't know - this time the building ship was attacked, if Shaojun hadn't taken the opportunity to use the companion tree to save people, and helped the companion envoy to contain the enemy and destroy the rudder, half of the people on the building ship would probably die."

Although the rudder was still destroyed, Zhuang Lingxiu also survived because of him.

Zhuang Lingxiu stretched out his hand

The black magpie disciple seal hanging from his waist was a little bit.

Su Hansheng lowered his head to look.

After deducting half a point yesterday, one of the black magpies printed by the disciple turned into an egg, and the other black magpies also shone with a reddish light. But at some point, the egg had broken through its shell and turned into a black magpie, followed by five black magpies with wings ready to fly.

Su Hansheng looked up in surprise: "Six?"

"yes." Zhuang Lingxiu laughed, "Three points can go to the Dao sacrifice, and the remaining three points ...... Well, if you don't have a long eye like Zhao Youci, you can still smoke six more; Like the kind of person who doesn't like it and wants to take out his anger on him without asking the reason, you can beat him again. There is a lot of surplus in the score. "

Cold: "......"

Xu Nan's face turned green: "Zhuang Lingxiu!" Is this human words?!

No wonder Zhuang Gou stayed in the punishment hall for so long yesterday, and he dared to use his three-inch incorruptible tongue to score Su Hansheng. The most unbelievable thing is that he actually got it.

Three more points!

Su Hansheng looked at the six black magpies who were about to fly for a long time, and the grievances of the past few days were finally swept away. He changed his depressed color, and couldn't put it down and took the disciple seal to look at it. "I can go to the Dao Festival!"

Zhuang Lingxiu raised his eyebrows at Xu Nanzhi: "See, the child should be coaxed like this." ”

Xu Nan: "......"

Xu Nanlian rolled his eyes, saw the cold sound jumping off the bed, and shouted happily, "Senior brother, senior brother", thinking that he was going to come to "throw himself into his arms" as usual, and reluctantly ready to reach out to pick up someone.

But when he saw a cold voice, he pounced on Zhuang Lingxiu: "Thank you, senior brother!"

Xu Nanzhi: "???"

Xu Nan's eyes were about to pop out.

Although the cold sound looks at the lack of heart and lungs, it is actually like a child who suffers from gains and losses, he has never been out of the cold garden since he was a child, and even with his state of mind, he is also drawn into a prison, immersed in his own world all day long.

There are very few people who can get him to care about, the master is counted as one, and Chongjue is barely counted as one.

Although there is only one word difference between "Senior Brother Zhuang" and "Senior Brother", they are completely different from Su Hansheng. Xu Nanzhi finally saw what Zhuang Lingxiu was calculating. He wants to rob his junior brother!

How can this be endured?!

Xu Nan grabbed Zhuang Lingxiu, grinded his teeth sadly, and said with a cruel smile: "Zhuang Gou, let's go out to talk about martial arts." Zhuang Lingxiu: "....?" He did something wrong

What's wrong?

Su Hansheng was still immersed in the joy of being able to smell the Taoist sacrifice, and saw Xu Nanzhi "hijacking" Zhuang Lingxiu with a confused face and walking out, waving his hand heartlessly.

"Senior brothers, walk slowly."

Xu Nan's teeth were about to be crushed.

Before, he was so sweet, "Senior Brother, Senior Brother Zhuang" called, but now it's better to combine this non-human dog thing into "Senior Brothers".

Why isn't this dog dead!

Xu Nan dragged Zhuang Lingxiu away with murderous intent.

Su Hansheng went to the door of the fasting house in a very good mood, but as soon as he put his hand on the door, he saw a person looking at him from a distance under the camphor tree in the opposite fasting house.

The man was dressed in a white ink pattern school palace mountain suit, with a semi-transparent black veil on his face, and his exposed hands were also tightly sewn with pitch-black hands

Cover.

Begging Zhao?

Zuo Yi and Su Hansheng met their eyes, and Qi Fu Zhao was stunned, and hesitated for a long time before coming slowly. "I've seen Shaojun."

Exposed to the summer sun, even with floating clouds, he felt deeply uncomfortable, and nodded in a cold voice: "Come in and say." "It was the first time that he was invited into the other man's house, and he stayed for a while before he awkwardly followed.

Although Xu Nanzhi looked at the five big and three coarse, the house was spotlessly cleaned, the house was arranged in an orderly manner, and there was a pot of blooming peonies on the small case.

Su Hansheng sat cross-legged on the couch, took out the cooking utensils from Yu pants, and wanted to cook tea again. Qi Fu Zhao sat opposite him, and swept the light to a few Fu Clan's talisman books on the small case, and he didn't know what to think, and lowered his eyes slightly.

Su Hansheng cooked tea and said casually: "Is the injury better?"

Begging Zhao nodded: "It's much better." ”

As he spoke, he took out from his sleeve the clouds that had been heard from yesterday's cold sound.

Begging Fu Zhao has no father or mother, and is not loved in the school palace, so he can only use the translation book to exchange for some spirit stones, Rao is no matter how good his spiritual root is, he will never be able to marry the spirit without the elixir.

The young man was down, and his school palace clothes were also washed white, and the crown between his hair was only a camphor hairpin that he had shaved, but even so, it was a clean cloth embroidered with a black magpie pattern to cover the floating clouds.

It seems to be the cloth that the entrance school palace issued to the disciples of each student. Qi Fu Zhao has been enrolled in school for a year, and this cloth looks brand new, and it is carefully stored at a glance.

Su Hansheng bought a bunch of floating clouds, and he didn't care about one less and one more. "It's okay, you can use it."

Qi Fu Zhao shook his head.

Something that is not something else,

No extravagance.

Su Hansheng clumsily cooked tea and asked him: "You are from the Fuer clan, so do you know who the 'saint' in the clan is?"

Qi Fu Zhao hung his head all the year round, and even if he sat opposite the sound of the cold sound, he didn't dare to look up at people offended. He replied, "The Fuer clan is a clan rejected by the Heavenly Dao, and they are not worthy of being called 'saints'. "

Su Han let out an "ah", thought for a while, and said, "Does the Fuer clan have that kind of strange ritual that requires a head?"

Qi Fu Zhao shook his head: "I didn't grow up in the Fuer clan, I don't know much. ”

Su Hansheng couldn't hide his disappointment, and pushed a cup of cooked tea in front of Qi Fu Zhao. But that's okay. In half a month, it will be the Wendao sacrifice, and he will go directly to the secret realm to catch people out and kill them, too lazy to waste his efforts.

Qi Fu Zhao thanked him in a low voice, took a sip with both hands, and made a slump of action. The nobles sitting in the jade hall drank it, is this kind of delicious tea that is indescribable?

The nobleman surnamed Su seemed to have no sense of taste, so he drank it all and poured himself another cup.

Well......

Begging Fu Zhao thoughtfully, it should be that his wild boar can't eat fine chaff. It's never a question of tea.

Qi Fu Zhao has a pair of wolf-like eyes, but the whole person seems to be tamed, docile and peaceful, as if he can be bullied by others without resisting

"Shaojun." He got straight to the point, lowered his eyes and said softly, "I have the blood of the Fu Er clan, and I can translate the Fu Er books into the common language of the Three Realms, I can't repay the young monarch's life-saving grace, if you need it, I can translate these rune array books for you." "

He pointed to the rune books on the table.

Since Shu Hansheng has borrowed the book, he must have a great interest in the rune array.

Qi Fu Zhao considers himself a useless waste, and the only useful thing is that he can translate the Fu Er script - there are many people in the Wendao Academy who pretend to be gentle and elegant to approach him, but they only use him as a tool to take advantage of.

Since Su Hansheng has released kindness to him, he must have asked for something like everyone else.

Qi Fu Zhao did not refuse to be a tool, and after speaking, he reached out to get the books, planning to stay up for ten days and ten nights and translate them all.

But as soon as he got it in his hand, Su Hansheng held the teacup in both hands, wondering how to look at him. "What are you translating it, I'm not interested in the rune array."

Qi Fu Zhao was stunned: "Huh?"

"I just want to find out who the 'saint' is, and since you say that no one is qualified to be called a 'saint', there will be no record in the book." Su Hansheng held his cheeks, "If you have time, help me by the way."

These books are returned, what kind of thing is this word, like a ghost, how do you understand it?"

Begging Zhao: "......"

The beggar was dazed. He had never met someone who showed kindness to him without expecting anything in return.

Su Hansheng felt that this person was so strange, why did he still stay here after covering the floating clouds, did he want to drink tea? Okay.

Su Hansheng had no choice but to cook another pot of tea.

Begging Zhao: "......"

The bloodline of the Fu Er clan has no knowledge of the Fu Formation Pattern, and even if Qi Fu Zhao is a half-race without guidance, the Fu Formation Technique is among the best among all the students in the Ten Great Palaces.

This was an innate talent, which made the entire Three Realms cultivators envious and jealous.

Qi Fu Zhao has been crawling in the Three Realms for many years, and has grown up with difficulty watching the faces of countless people

, Naturally, it can be seen that Su Hansheng is not like others who want to capture the old and indulge in retreat, but really dislike the Fu Clan's rune array book.

Beggar Zhao stared at him blankly.

He couldn't say what he felt in his heart for a moment, only that his heart fell heavily from the sky, but instead of a cliff full of steel spikes, it broke through the darkness and fell into the soft clouds.

A sour look appeared in the eyes of the young man who was just eighteen.

Qi Fu Zhao always lowered his head, and he didn't realize that this young man's heart was turning over the river and the sea, he thought about it for a long time, and said with interest: "Then do you know what this sentence means."

He opened his lips and spoke in the correct and round language of the Fuer people.

The sourness in Qi Fuzhao's eyes was forced back by this sentence, and he raised his eyes to look at him in surprise. Su Hansheng waited expectantly for him to answer.

Qi Fu Zhao's voice was a little muffled: "Yes...... It's a curse, don't learn it. ”

Su Hansheng was surprised, and said, "What about this sentence?" This time it's a long, awkward sentence.

When Qi Fu Zhao heard half of it, his face, which had been expressionless, changed suddenly, and his wolf-like eyes stared directly at Su Hansheng, and his eyes were gloomy. Someone said this to Shaojun?!

Su Han's voice was unknown, so he nodded.

On several occasions during his fall into Infernal Prison, Su Hansheng was taken captive by the Breers in a vain attempt to sacrifice him to open the gates of the realm—one of whom was said to him by a man as strong as a hill.

Su Hansheng didn't understand what it meant, and after being rescued by Chongjue, he went to ask Chongjue.

I only remember that Chongjue's always smiling face instantly became gloomy, and after coaxing him to bed, he slashed the man alive with a knife.

/> Shuhan Sheng saw this reaction of Begging Fu Zhaoya, and vaguely knew that these words must be dirty. He was even more curious: "What the hell does it mean?"

Qi Fu Zhao took a deep breath, seemed to be holding back something, and said in a low voice: Shaojun, don't learn, this sentence is not a good word.

Su Hansheng glared at him angrily: "Can't you learn a dirty word?" If you don't say it, forget it, you go. ”

Beggar Zhao: ......

Angry?

Qi Fu Zhao has been welcoming since he was a child, and he is extremely good at flattering and pleasing people, and he is subconsciously afraid that others will be angry with him - that means that he will have a hard time in the future.

But now looking at Su Hansheng glaring at him, Qi Fuzhao vaguely felt that the "fear" in his heart was different from ordinary, and it was rare to be a little helpless.

The young monarch was angry. Qi Fu Zhao unconsciously slowed down his voice, "If someone says this to you in the future, you ......"

He wanted to say, "You just kill him", but after thinking about it, this little young master was scolded by Zhao He before and smirked at people, presumably he must be a temperament that did not dare to kill, so he changed his sentence again.

Tell me, and I will punish him for you.

Got it. Su Han muttered, dissatisfied with the care of people other than his senior brother, "Long-winded, go quickly." Seeing that he was impatient, Qi Fu Zhao pursed his lips, and had to get up and respectfully say goodbye.

After leaving Xu Nan's house, the beggar Zhao Shen glanced back and again.

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly walked towards Hongbaozhai. What Shaojun wants to know about the "saint" and "the magic circle of head sacrifice" may be able to find the answer in the books of Hongbaozhai.

Big big

Su Hansheng cleaned the tea set and put it away.

After nightfall, the phoenix bone Xu would have a seizure, and he didn't want to stay at Xu Nan's place to worry his senior brother, so he left a note on the small case, packed up his things and went to live in Luowuzhai, a new student.

The first school palace is sparsely populated, I thought that Luowu Zhai was a small house, and I followed the Kunyu map to find the past, only to find that the land was actually a sycamore forest.

Hundreds of plane trees shade the sky, and quiet paths zigzag into the depths. The eyes are full of emerald green, birds and insects chirp, just like the deep mountains and old forests where the world's masters live in seclusion, which is very artistic conception.

Xu Nan's Zhai She Xu was chosen by himself, and there was not much beauty outside, but it was a martial arts arena for all students, and a group of people could be seen humming and learning on it every day.

The sound of the cold was draped in Chongjue's new plain robe, and the chill was already blocked. Xu is about to attack the phoenix bone in a short time, and the breath of Chongjue on the plain robe

It seems to be dissipating faster than usual.

After walking dozens of steps, Luowuzhai was close at hand.

There is not much difference between the school palace and the house, the architectural layout is similar to that of Xu Nan, the center of the house is a huge courtyard, and several paths lead to the three-way house.

Luo Wu Zhai can live three people, and the house names are separated by "pine, bamboo, and plum".

The sound of the cold voice walked towards the plum house, there was no popularity in the empty house, and there was a huge plane tree behind the courtyard that shaded the sky, even if you didn't wear a cloud cover, you were not afraid of being hurt.

The associated trees in the Yu chain climbed out, and the dead branches spread, driving the flower pots to patrol the territory on the bluestone slabs.

Su Hansheng walked into the inner room and took out the clothes that Yu Jian Zhongchangkong had packed and the thousand-year-old Cui Weizhi.

The dead branches reached in and hung their clothes on the trusses.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "click", and the lotus-patterned jade box mixed in the clothes fell abruptly, and a string of glass Buddha beads fell out inside.

Su Hansheng lowered his eyes and looked at it, stunned.

It was the Buddha beads that Chongjue secretly put in his room, and at that time he was still angry because of the "ghost snatching away", so he stuffed it into the chain without asking.

The withered branch picked up the lotus-patterned jade box with the Buddha beads and touched it in front of the cold sound. Su Hansheng raised his hand and picked up the string of Buddhist beads.

The glazed Buddha beads may have been worn by Chongjue for several years, and a Bodhi fragrance came to the face, and the beads often collided with each other, round and slippery, like a first-class jade bead.

Su Hansheng tried to learn Chongjue's movement, but he didn't think it was interesting, and frowned and snorted: "What's so fun about this, and give it to me."

Hearing this, the companion tree hurriedly shared the worries of the owner and came over to take away the Buddha beads.

As soon as a branch hooked the bead, Su Hansheng kicked it away and put the bead on his slender wrist with a chirp. Forget it, I can barely see it, let's wear it and play with it.

The breath of Chongjue on the glass Buddha beads seems to be richer than that on the clothes, and the cold sound subconsciously wants to come up and sniff, just put his wrist to his face, and then remembers that he was seen by Chongjue this morning.

Cry of Cold: ...... The phoenix bone should burn him directly!

In the previous life, when the phoenix bone was violent, the sound of the cold was awake for half an hour at the beginning.

In this life, he wants to use this time to eat elixir and gnaw on the thousand-year-old Cui Weizhi, and with Chongjue's breath, he may be able to survive smoothly - even if he removes half of his life, it will be fine, and he will not be able to die after all.

Su Hansheng sat cross-legged on the bed, tilted his head and thought again. In fact, it's okay to be burned to death.

sniff

The predecessor of the Dao Sacrifice fell, and Xu Nanzhi would not be in danger for him to find the elixir to suppress the "tarsal bone". No matter how it ends today, you won't lose.

The cold sound was completely reassured, and his slender fingers played with the cold Buddha beads on his wrist, waiting for the phoenix bone to attack boredly.

After the third watch in the middle of the night, the body that had been cold really began to heat up.

Su Hansheng skillfully ate a few elixirs given to him by Xie Zhizhi, and the heat all over his body was all over the meridians, as if he had a high fever, and his eyes were black for a while, and even breathing gradually became difficult.

Su Hansheng had experienced it in his previous life, but he didn't feel difficult, and curled up on the bed wrapped in Chongjue's plain robe. Only half an hour later, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the quiet house.

…… Shaojun has his own fasting house, why should he live with you? Don't be unreasonable.

"Shut up! A few days ago, when he was in Ying Xuzong, he was not feeling well, and he estimated that he might have an attack during this period of time, you don't know that the poison is fierce, I don't dare to let him live alone.

"Then you won't come here in the middle of the night." "I'm flustered-hiss, what do you know as a 'Senior Brother Zhuang', if you talk nonsense, you will go back."

Su was stunned.

Xu Nanzhi and Zhuang Lingxiu are here?

Su Hansheng's expression changed instantly.

The phoenix bone fire is peculiar, if it falls on other people, it is immortal and indestructible, when the ordinary phoenix bone attacks, only one person hides in the cold pool and does not come out

Now that the phoenix bone has been accumulating for three days, it is already impatient, if it hurts Xu Nan...

The sound of the cold struggled to push the companion tree, struggling to press the door shut.

The hair covered the bed had slowly burned orange-red flames, and the thin body with a cold voice gradually flashed red marks after burning, and even the pale face seemed to flow with orange-red magma fire under the flesh and skin.

Xu Nanlian had already walked to the door and knocked on the door: Xiao Xiao?

Zhuang Lingxiu said helplessly: "He may have fallen asleep." ”

"He doesn't sleep at night and doesn't sleep during the day." Xu Nan said, "The companion tree in the courtyard is still moving, he must not have slept - Xiao Xiao, open the door, senior brother brought you candied fruit."

The cold sound of the amber pupils was like red-hot coal, and there were bursts of sound in his ears, and the heat spread all over his body. The glass Buddha beads on his wrist shone with a slight cyan light, as if suppressing the phoenix fire for him.

Rao is string of Buddha beads is a talisman weapon, and he couldn't control the Heavenly Dao holy object for a while, and he reached out to the thousand-year-old Cui Weizhi with a cold voice, and the cold instantly spread all over his body before he could bite it.

But this chill is from the outside to the inside, the phoenix bone fire

The heat is the dryness in the bones, not only did not alleviate it, but let the cold sound linger in the two heavens of ice and fire.

In the confusion, I vaguely heard Xu Nanzhi seem to realize that something was wrong and was slamming the door hard.

The phoenix bone fire treated him as a handful of dry wood, burning the sky and the ground, and it seemed to burn out the illusion in a trance, and he always felt that there was a hot hand climbing along the body, bringing out bursts of heat.

Unconsciously, the hand seemed to condense into a solid body, slowly rubbing from his waist, and the more he went up, the more the heat subsided. Until the hand held the side of his face, it had turned into a jade-like coolness.

Don't be afraid.

The man said.

Shu Hansheng suddenly opened his burning eyes, looked at the illusion in front of him, and muttered, "Chongjue?" The man in black smiled as he was backed by the raging Infernal Hellfire. "Well, I'm here."

Su Hansheng said blankly: "Am I going to die?"

Chongjue was dressed in black, and his voice was soft: No, it's good to sleep.

The hand seemed to be pressed against the waist and abdomen of the cold sound, and it seemed that something cold had fallen into his inner house. The coldness penetrated all over the body, and the cold sound shivered. The wind is howling.

The scene suddenly changed in the dream. It seemed to be the top of a high mountain, and there was snow everywhere.

The tall man took his hand and walked slowly across the steps through the snow. The surrounding ice and snow are covered in snow, and it is very difficult to walk with knee-high snow.

Su Xiao Xiao struggled to raise his little short hand, held the man's little finger, and jumped up several mountain steps, then he was so tired that he was out of breath, and pouted: "Uncle." ”

The uncle stopped and looked down at him. Su Xiao Xiao shrank his head by the man's cold gaze, and said, "Why, why hasn't it arrived yet?"

"It's almost there." Uncle said, "Tired?" Su Xiao Xiao didn't know whether to be tired or not, so he could only choose the safest answer: "Xiao Xiao doesn't know." ”

The man was silent for a while, then leaned down and hugged Su Xiaoxiao into his broad arms. There is no need to go by yourself, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly became happy, hugged his uncle's neck, and said crisply: "Thank you, uncle." ”

Uncle was silent.

Su Xiaoxiao lay on his shoulder, happily looked at the surrounding snowy scene, didn't know what to think, tilted his head and asked him: "Why do I call you uncle, but my father calls you Chongjue, shouldn't he also be called uncle?"

Chongjue: ......

Chongjue said lightly: "Don't want to call uncle?"

/>

Chongjue is not light or heavy.

Licentious.

Big big

Chongjue?

In the Buddha Hall of the Back Mountain.

Zou Zhi was trying to study what kind of magic weapon that strange bone chain was through the formation, but he saw that the man who had been quietly participating in meditation opened his eyes suddenly, and Huo Ran got up.

How?" Zou Zhi didn't know why, "Remember who gave you the bone chain?"

Chongjue didn't say a word, and his figure instantly dissipated in the huge Buddha hall like a cloud.

The string of Buddhist beads that have been worn for thousands of years is engraved with eighteen talisman prohibitions.... Ten lanes have been broken.

Something happened to the cold voice.

Fall Wu Zhai.

The great fasting house was already full of companion trees with fangs and claws, and because they were connected to the life of their master, flames had begun to burn on the dead branches, burning fiercely to block the way.

Xu Nanzhi's face was reflected in the sea of fire, and he almost rushed in like crazy.

"Xiao Xiao!"

The companion tree was commanded by a chilling sound, and even a drowsy consciousness prevented anyone from entering the house.

Zhuang Lingxiu struggled to drag Xu Nanzhi to prevent him from getting close to the strange flame that could burn people into skeletons, but Xu Nanzhi almost collapsed and struggled to rush in.

Inadvertently, a cluster of fire hit his arm, instantly branded with hideous blood marks, and slowly spread in all directions as if it could devour flesh and bones.

Zhuang Lingxiu's eyes were quick, and he reached out and pressed it on the fire. With a "hiss", the undissipated dragon blood in his body finally forcibly extinguished the fire.

Zhuang Lingxiu looked at the scorch marks on his palms in a daze, and his pupils slowly turned into cold vertical pupils of the dragon, and muttered. …… Phoenix bones?