For some reason, Ling Tiansu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He smiled, "Then you took the initiative to find me because you felt the existence of the Ninefold Phantom Bell?"

Shangguan Tang's gaze fell on his heart, and he said slowly: "Not exactly, there is also that sword intent." ”

Ling Tiansu suddenly realized that the sword intent was given to him by Wu Qi Evil during his dream.

And Shangguan Tang has the eyes of no Qi evil, and it is understandable to be able to see that sword intent.

No wonder she helped her everywhere, it turned out that she had long regarded him as a descendant of no evil.

"But why did he make a replica for you?" Ling Tiansu asked puzzled.

Speaking of this, Shangguan Tang's beautiful and delicate face appeared with a faint warm smile.

She looked away and recalled, "That was the gift he gave me on the night I became a human, and the gift was not a bell, but one of the eggs?"

"Eggs?" Ling Tiansu's face suddenly became extremely strange.

What kind of taste does this person have, he actually gave his beloved an egg?

As if to understand his strange expression, the corners of Shangguan Tang's mouth slowly hooked, and he stretched out a palm and made a light gesture towards him.

The corners of Ling Tiansu's mouth twitched slightly, and he shook his head a little unwillingly.

Shangguan Tang raised his thin eyebrows lightly, and the threat was very obvious.

Ling Tiansu glanced at her cautiously, and decided that it was better not to offend this famous and famous Master Si Yun.

So he compromised, turned into a little white fox, stood on Wu Ying's back and looked up at her.

Sure enough, seeing that she squatted down and stroked his head with a satisfied face, and then reached out to probe, the back of the old place was picked up by her with two cold fingers.

Ling Tiansu was angry and funny in his heart, this murderous, cold-faced and cold-hearted Lord Si Yun actually has a common problem with women, and he actually likes to pet those fluffy little animals?

She carried him to her, facing each other, and said, "The black-and-white-haired iron-eater beside you hatched from that egg. ”

Ling Tiansu shrugged his limbs, raised his eyelids to look at her, and said weakly, "Why does the Iron Eater Beast hatch from an egg?"

"In ancient times, the iron-eating beast angered the gods, and was punished by the gods to destroy their race, he saved two of them and sealed them into the Xingchen Dao Stone, which can be regarded as deceiving the God Emperor at that time, and one of the gods was too seriously damaged, so he has not woken up yet, and the Xingchen Dao Stone ...... It looks like an egg. ”

Soon after the wooden box monster left, rain began to fall from the sky again.

She squatted in the stormy and obscure world, without an umbrella, and the full raindrops slowly fell down her slightly sickly pale cheeks, and the traces of light water left a thrilling beauty on her picturesque cheeks.

Raindrops fell from her sharpened chin and landed on Ling Tiansu's eyebrows.

He was subconsciously excited by the cold raindrops and closed his eyes, and his mood was extremely peaceful for a while.

She seemed to reach the back of his neck and put him down with great satisfaction.

The big red clothes fluttered lightly, she got up slowly, stretched out the ordinary red plum paper umbrella, leaned over to look at Ling Tiansu lying on the ground, and there was a very faint smile in her eyes:

"Little guy, try to become stronger, Wu Ying's life will be handed over to you, with the bell to help you, it shouldn't be difficult to protect his life, when he wakes up, you tell him for me, I will come to him to get the answer I want to know." ”

With that, she turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step away, the hem of his clothes was bitten by Ling Tiansu.

She didn't look back, Ling Tiansu bit the hem of her clothes and said vaguely, "Where are you going?"

Shangguan Tang was silent for a moment, and the slender and tall red back looked up, which actually looked different and elegant, and it was absolutely clean and clean.

She said slowly: "Go to my hometown." ”

Ling Tiansu lowered her head and loosened the hem of her clothes.

Hometown......

Shangguan Tang's hometown is in a deep valley that no one knows.

He didn't hold back, silently watching the unparalleled red-clothed figure fade away in the rain.

Ling Tiansu recovered his body and sat on Wu Ying's back for a while, until the cold raindrops no longer lightly touched his cheeks, and he actually felt a little uncomfortable.

Wu Ying was born very thin, if he was in an ordinary family, he would be even thinner than a scholar from a poor family.

Sitting on his back like this, I could even feel the bones on his body.

He stood up and looked helplessly at the unconscious Wu Ying.

Shangguan Tang asked him to save him, and he couldn't sit idly by.

Of course, even if Shangguan Tang didn't make this request to him, he would save Wu Ying.

At least for now, Wu Ying represents Wu Yue, and Wu Yue is the alliance of the Great Jin, and he naturally has to protect Ichigo when he leaves the person he wants to kill.

With Wu Ying's back on his shoulder, Ling Tiansu walked towards the gate of Jiaoling Pass.

The city gate is closed, and there is a fine steel lock behind the door to lock it, Ling Tiansu raised his hand and gently pushed, the iron lock broke into inches, and the heavy gate was slowly pushed open with a creak.

On both sides of Jiaoling Pass, whether it was the 90,000 troops who left the army or the Nanfu army, they all retreated cleanly.

Thinking about it this way, the boy in Tsing Yi on horseback was not shocked by him at that time.

Instead, he saw the hint of rain, and was frightened away by Shangguan Tang.

........................

The weather in Jiangnan is good in October, and the poor winter scenery is like spring.

The frost is light and does not kill the grass, and the desert sand is dry at the beginning of the warm day.

The winter in Jiangnan is not biting and cold, and the quiet winter breeze blows through the whole Jiangnan, which is full of antique fragrance.

In the dusk of fine snow, pedestrians hold umbrellas and step into the warm light restaurant, the scene is picturesque, tranquil and beautiful, elegant and exquisite.

There is a lake in the south of the Yangtze River, called Suwoldong Lake.

In this winter, the tranquil and beautiful Shuiwoldong Lake like the south of the Yangtze River is full of light.

At a glance, what you see is white clothes everywhere.

In the depths of the lake, there is another mountain, called Chuanwu Mountain, where the four seasons are like spring, the peach blossoms are obscure, and the warm colors are attractive.

If you inadvertently, there is a woodcutter or a young man in a hurry into the mountains.

It can often be seen in this Sichuan Wu Mountain, in the peach blossom forest, there are charming and delicate girls in the flower forest, shy and timid, but the eyes are seductive to look at you.

But whether it is a woodcutter or a young man in a hurry, once he enters this mountain, there is no possibility of leaving the mountain.

Because in this mountain, there is a person who opened a mountain and established a sect and accepted disciples, and his name is Hehuan Sect.

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect have collected countless supplements, and their methods are ruthless.

In the Jiangnan area, familiar people naturally dare not enter the Sichuan Wushan indiscriminately.

Because they know that there is no return.

For Su Xie, this is just an ordinary trip home.

She shuttles through the mountains and forests, scattered with pink peach mist and petals, occasionally looking down at the room, you can see the birds and flowers here, and occasionally there are some obscene pictures that are not suitable for the scene.

There are mostly women in the mountains, most of them among the meadow flowers, and you can vaguely see the male elders of the sect indiscriminately intersecting with their disciples.

This is the inherent norm of the Hehuan Sect.

And the ancestor of Hehuan is even more supportive of this phenomenon.

Su Xie has long been surprised.

She had grown up here in this filthy environment, so she was in the abyss of the Winged Mountains in the Ancient Lands.

Regarding the unashamed babbling between Ling Tiansu and the little phoenix, she was able to tirelessly take out the night pearl to observe calmly.

This time I returned to the mountain and saw the obscene scene, for some reason, Dao Xin was even more firm and indifferent.

She even felt that it was more interesting to watch their superb skills and battles than to admire the little fox's expression as he worked hard.

Thinking of this, Su Xie herself didn't even notice it, and the corners of her mouth were already cunningly curled.

The little fox she raised has to grow up quickly......

Next time, which girl should I toss?

Su Xie thought in his heart.

With her dark mind in her careful calculations, she had already leaped over the mountain forest and came to the main hall of the sect on the top of the mountain.

"Knock ......"

The morning bell is struck.

It was the bell of the ancestor coming out.

Su Xie's body stiffened slightly, and he paused in the main hall.

The cold meaning in the depths of the peach blossom eyes was fleeting, and then quickly turned into indifferent calm.

She slowly saluted, but did not kneel: "Disciple participates in the ancestor." ”

From the time she lowered her head to the time she raised her head, at the end of the hall full of female disciples of the sect, under the ancient Buddha, the space shook violently.