Chapter 9: The Man in the Shadows

In the rolling clouds and mist, in the misty white air, Han Xuanming stood in the sea of fog in Yunzhou, his eyes shimmering, looking at the two people in the battle, still in a trance, and muttered softly: "You...... Who the hell ......?"

Suddenly, from the sea of clouds, a purple streamer poked out, as fast as a tiger and wolf coming out of a hole, as flexible as a water snake swimming, and wound towards Han Xuanming's body.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the little fox stood on top of Han Xuanming's head, and his little paws reached out and scratched hard at Han Xuanming's face.

"Ahh

Han Xuanming was in pain, and lowered his head suddenly, but he was lucky enough to avoid the streamers flying at him. This time, Han Xuanming also found someone in the distance, and hurriedly retreated, keeping a certain distance.

While flying back, Han Xuanming questioned the little fox: "What are you doing?"

The little fox shouted, "Why are you so loud! Do you know that I saved you, otherwise you would have fallen into the hands of that woman by now!"

Although Han Xuanming was losing his mind, the little fox was extremely clever and had already discovered Wu Jingshu's traces.

The spiritual sense of beasts is often different from ordinary people, not to mention that the little fox is a strange beast, and in the fog, it is no problem to find a person's traces.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, Wu Jingshu's figure walked out of the rolling fog directly.

A smile captivates the city with a hundred flowers, beautiful eyes circulate, like autumn dew cutting water, enchanting like a peerless peony. Up and down the body, there is a purple brilliance, as if the purple glow is rendered, like purple gas decorating.

Looking at the direction of Han Xuanming, Wu Jingshu showed a shallow smile, and her demeanor in an instant was shocking.

Wu Jingshu whispered: "I don't know why?

Han Xuanming looked indifferent, listened to Wu Jingshu's story, and did not speak.

Wu Jingshu continued: "The first time we met, Gongzi said that Wangshu is the god who drives for the moon, which means the Moon God Palace. However, the slave family can't guess how the son knows, I want Shuke, the relationship with the Moon God Palace?"

Han Xuanming still didn't speak, his eyes were cold, and he looked at the woman opposite.

Seeing that Han Xuanming was silent, Wu Jingshu was also interested and didn't ask again.

She shook her head and sighed, looking disappointed, approaching in the direction of Han Xuanming, and said at the same time: "Since the son doesn't want to say it, the slave family, I have to ask by myself." ”

As she spoke, Wu Jingshu's clear eyes suddenly became cold and contain evil energy. With her right hand reaching forward, a streamer, like a dragon and snake moving, was extremely nimble, and followed the direction of her fingers.

Han Xuanming shook his fingers, and the silver spirit was inspired by it, and turned into a silver lightning bolt and flew in, with a "whoosh" sound, piercing through the void, dancing several times in succession, and cutting the streamer into several sections.

On the other side, while shooting out the streamers, Wu Jingshu had already risen from the ground and swooped towards Han Xuanming.

Surrounded by purple glow, like a purple star, swaying with the brightest light, breaking through the sky, with a wave of both hands, two streamers flew out.

Han Xuanming retreated one after another, retreating into the distance, gradually sinking deeper into the fog.

Han Xuanming knew that he was not this woman's opponent, and he couldn't be reckless, otherwise, he would inevitably add infinite trouble to the woman who came to help. Now, the best thing to do is to escape.

"Hey, what are you going to do? You can't escape, leave that beautiful sister behind, and run away by yourself?" the little fox shouted dissatisfiedly on top of Han Xuanming's head.

"Now, this is the best way!" Han Xuanming explained, "She alone has no problem dealing with the Seven Killings, but if these two people join forces, the result will not be certain." ”

"I'm here, I can only hinder her, it's better to stay away, and at the same time lure Wu Jingshu away. Han Xuanming shouted as he flew back.

But the little fox asked, "But do you leave your pretty sister alone, and what if she is in danger?"

Han Xuanming affirmed: "No, she won't have any problems!"

The experience of his previous life made Han Xuanming trust the woman almost unconditionally, just like believing in the winter snow solstice, without doubt.

To him, that woman was like a tide letter. Why is it called "tide letter" and why is there a word "letter"? That's because it always comes as promised.

This woman is the same, no matter what the situation, what time, what kind of place, as long as Han Xuanming encounters a crisis, she has never broken her word, and she always appears at a critical moment.

Han Xuanming even had an idea that this woman was her god and would always protect her.

Although I don't know her identity, Han Xuanming's trust in her has been engraved into her bones, melted into her blood, and burned into her heart.

Han Xuanming dodged one after another, the speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and he retreated far into the depths of the clouds and mist, disappearing the trace. And Wu Jingshu, who was chasing after Han Xuanming so closely, also disappeared into the fog.

On the other hand, although she was in the middle of the battle, the woman was always paying attention to Han Xuanming's situation here.

found out that Wu Jingshu made a move, and the woman had long wanted to come over to help, but she was forced to be entangled by the seven killings, and she lacked skills, and it was difficult to get away and she couldn't come.

And now, Han Xuanming disappeared into the fog, and Wu Jingshu followed, which made her even more anxious and eager to get out.

Around the woman's body, the ice blue light flashed, and the light of the moment was as bright as a day. In an instant, the snowflakes flying here all converged around the woman.

Put your hands together, like a Buddha worshipping sincerely. Immediately, the two hands bloomed, like flower buds blooming layer by layer, and in the center of the two hands, a little ice blue was dazzling, as if it was the only brightness in the world.

The blue light flashed, and the pillar of light as thick as a water tank, with the force of a comet falling into the sky, smashed away in the direction of the seven kills, and the force was heavy and incomparably majestic.

The Seven Kills swung their palms into knives, scattering immeasurable blood light, and the blood mist was ethereal, like a large net, enveloping towards the pillar of light, trying to block it.

However, this move, the woman was already a little serious, how could the seven kills be easily catched? One move was made, and the ferocity was too great, forcing the seven kills to retreat one after another, and her body trembled, as if she had been struck by lightning.

Taking advantage of this gap, the woman withdrew from the battlefield and chased in the direction where Han Xuanming and Wu Jingshu left.

It's a pity that the two of them have been away for too long, and in the rosemary forest, the clouds and fog are too big to block the view, and the visibility is only a few meters away, and the woman finally loses the whereabouts of the two.

She stopped, groping into her bosom, ready to take something out.

At this moment, in the depths of the mist, a brilliant golden light suddenly appeared, shooting towards the woman's face. She was defenseless, and the golden light was too fast, shooting directly into the light veil on the woman's face.

Fortunately, the person who came didn't seem to be hostile, just wanted to take off the light veil that covered her face and see her face clearly.

Not far away, a man, coming by starlight, fell steadily, and looked forward. On the other end, the woman was watching the man.

The sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the abundance of gods and handsomeness, and the fairy wind and rhyme around the body are rippling. With a glimmer of light, as if even the hair was shining, looking ahead, extremely ethereal, standing there quietly.

Dressed in plain clothes, up and down with the wind, not stained with a little red dust and tacky, not stained with the slightest human world, free and elegant, transcendent and peerless, with a peerless demeanor.

This person is none other than Lekang, Han Xuanming's elder brother.

A long time ago, at the same time as Han Xuanming and An Ge went down the mountain, he went down the mountain together, and he had been following Han Xuanming, but he was hidden in the dark and was never discovered by Han Xuanming.

Not long ago, Han Xuanming encountered Wu Jingshu and Seven Kills at the same time, Le Kang wanted to come to the rescue, but was preempted by the woman. Since then, he has been hibernating, quietly watching things unfold.

When a battle is over, Lekang follows the woman all the way, seeing the right time to take advantage of her unpreparedness, in order to lift her veil and see her true colors.

Lekang put one hand on his chest and the other behind him, standing quietly, looking at the woman opposite. When you see everything clearly, even if you are as calm as Lekang, you can't help but be surprised, and your pupils shrink suddenly.

Le Kang was surprised: "It's you ......"

On the opposite side of Lekang, the woman's veil fell, and the face of the moon was revealed.

The eyelashes are long and long, the eyebrows are curved, if the goddess in the sky descends into the world, it is like the concubine of the nine heavens descending to earth. The skin is white and delicate, the frost is better than the cold snow, as if it is glowing with a faint coldness.

Ice blue clothes, elegant light yarn, embroidered with tencel to create clouds, with silver thread to outline snowflakes. The dress is plain and elegant, as if condensing the soul of ice and snow and intercepting the essence of frost and jade.

is so beautiful, so fairy, the goddess should have tears when she sees it, comparable to the bright moon and flawless!

This woman is actually snow and dew!

Gazing at the person, after seeing the person clearly, the hostility of Xue Linglu disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed. At this moment, her usual condescending and empty-eyed attitude disappeared.

Xue Linglu smiled, saluted Lekang, and greeted: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Lekang, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?"

Le Kang didn't answer, but asked directly: "You first brought the man who killed seven times here, and then, dressed up in disguise to save my junior brother's life, what are you ...... What is the purpose?"

When Xue Linglu heard this, she was stunned for a moment, but then turned back into a smile, and did not answer directly, but said: "Senior Brother Lekang, don't worry, I have no ill will towards your junior brother." ”

Hearing this, Le Kang frowned and asked again, "Since there is no malice, why did you lure that man over?"

"Inside the Seven Star Gate, what happened to you, you don't know, what is the man's character, you don't know, you almost killed Xuan Ming!"

"Isn't he fine?" Xue Linglu smiled lightly, not careless.

"Although he was fine, he was humiliated and trampled underfoot. Although he said this, Lekang's face was light and light, and he didn't seem to care very much.

"Senior Brother Lekang, you seem to have been secretly paying attention for a long time, but when it happened, you didn't seem to have any intention of making a move?" Xue Linglu asked.

"It's not bad for him to suffer some setbacks. Lekang responded.

"That's it. Xue Linglu whispered, "Everything I do, senior brother rest assured, it will never harm his life." Everything I do, whatever it is, is for his good!"

Xue Linglu took a few steps back, and saluted Lekang again: "Senior Brother Lekang, I will leave now, and I have to take care of your junior brother." ”

As he spoke, Xue Linglu retreated into the depths of the mist and chased in the direction of Han Xuanming again. And Lekang didn't stop it, and let Xue Linglu leave.

Soon after Xue Linglu left, Lekang took out something from his arms and spread out his palm, where a seed was lying.

The internal energy was urged, the Xuan Gong was injected, and the seeds began to grow, and it didn't take long for them to grow into a small green seedling. Then, the green seedlings began to burn, and at the same time, they fell to the west.

Looking at this burning seedling, Le Kang's eyebrows became more and more gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "An Ge is in trouble, I have to go to him first, Xuan Ming is here, give it to her, there should be no problem." ”