Chapter 140: No, it's your flute
Maybe what Wen Hanwei said was the best way for him to survive, but this was not what he wanted.
Brian folded the handkerchief in his palm carefully and solemnly for collection.
It has nothing to do with men and women, it's just that he can feel the hard-won friendship and kindness from this earthly world.
For the corpse demon, a simple handkerchief is too beautiful and warm, and it is not something that can be held in the hand for granted.
Therefore, he must cherish, treasure.
He looked at Wen Hanwei, in this dark and mottled world, his eyes were bright and calm: "If you don't have a dream, why bother to be far away, Sister Wen doesn't want to tell me that she naturally has her own reasons, so it's okay, for memories that are too easy to trace, maybe not so important to me." ”
Even if he died and was cold, he didn't want to fall into silence.
Wen Hanwei looked at him quietly for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly.
"In the past, I only knew that you had a gentle temperament, but I didn't know that there was such stubbornness hidden under the appearance of Wen Tun, but now I really can't say anything to you, because your life experience involves too much. ”
Brian snorted: "It's okay, the past is to be recalled, for me, it's not completely fruitless, at least ......"
He suddenly clenched his fist and raised it, and gently slapped Wen Hanwei's shoulder, smiling like the sunshine breaking through the haze: "I remember now, Sister Wen is Bailian's best friend." ”
Wen Hanwei was stunned, and the young man in front of her looked at her with soft and obedient eyes.
She also clenched her fists in a good way, and smacked him on the shoulder a little clumsily and seriously, and a smile appeared in her cold face: "Well, my best friend, I will always protect you." ”
The rain was falling and the rain was dashing, and above the heads of the two, a faint golden talisman had already been propped up, and there was no trace of falling rain on the two of them.
Wen Hanwei used her sword to set up a series of enchantments around Bailian's body three meters around.
Then he instructed: "You were seriously injured yesterday, although I fed you some blood, but the difference in cultivation between you and me is too big, you have to be good at life refining before you can act, I am also the first time to enter the valley of chaos, I don't know what kind of danger lies ahead, you are too weak, wait for me here, don't run around." ”
This voice is too weak, I'm afraid it is the most direct words that Brian has ever heard in his life.
There is no malice, but Wen Hanwei herself is this kind of straightforward character.
He couldn't smile bitterly, and he didn't insist on it.
Wen Hanwei got up and was about to leave, her sleeves suddenly tightened, but she was pulled by Bailian, she looked back and said, "Don't be afraid." ”
Brian looked at her warm red lips, and his calm face seemed to hesitate and doubt.
Although today's conversation made him feel a little close to Wen Hanwei, there is clearly no memory, but it will not make people feel strange and alienated.
But...... That kiss last night.
Obviously, it is not an act of closeness between friends.
"I'm not afraid, I'm just ......" Brian hesitated.
I had the heart to ask why she was like this last night, but when I met Wen Hanwei's warm and unusually sincere eyes, I couldn't ask anything.
"It's nothing, I just want to tell Sister Wen that your flute has dropped. He placed the white jade flute in her palm.
Wen Hanwei held the jade flute, her eyes seemed to be in a trance, and her eyes couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was.
It seems strange, it seems to be surprised.
She said, "No, it's not my flute. ”
The slender and beautiful fingers gently turned the jade flute, and then deftly stuffed it into the neckline of his shirt: "This is your flute." ”
"My ...... Dizi?" Brian was stunned.
Wen Hanwei said: "One day, you will know." ”
Seeing her leave the enchantment array, the long white-clothed figure was quickly engulfed by the darkness and disappeared.
Brian leaned against the side of the rocks and began to close his eyes and meditate on pranayama.
Wen Hanwei is right, the cultivation between him and Wen Hanwei is really far apart.
She fed her blood last night, but with his current physical condition, it was extremely difficult to devour and refine.
The corpse bead in the abdomen slowly rotated, and the original transparent corpse bead was already bright red like a blood bead at this moment, and what it carried was the power of the abundant and powerful blood qi.
Brian had devoured Jinsheng's blood, and that rich, almost every drop of blood was filled with unparalleled spiritual power, making his cold bones and blood boil and scream.
And the quality of Wen Hanwei's blood is far better than that of Jinsheng, just that mouthful of blood last night is afraid that it is worth the spiritual power of sucking up all the blood of ten Jinsheng.
Even a corpse demon as powerful and ancient as the corpse of the corpse, its corpse bead seems to be a little unable to bear the power of this mouthful of blood.
The surface of the corpse bead was even faintly cracked, and abundant blood and qi flowed out of it, flowing into the dantian meridians in his body.
The blood qi was as light as a mist, but it gave him a feeling of swelling and pain that was about to burst his meridians.
It is indeed not suitable to get up and move at this moment, and the blood in the body must be refined as soon as possible.
Although Bai Lian couldn't see through Wen Hanwei's cultivation at all, at this moment, looking at the blood and qi flowing in the corpse beads, he could be very sure that Wen Hanwei had crossed the threshold of heaven and man, and it was the realm of tribulation that Jinsheng had never reached in his life.
If it weren't for Wen Hanwei's intention to control the power of her immortal blood, even if the blood was drunk by the corpse demon, not only could she not deprive half of her spiritual power, but she would also be directly purified by the blood of the immortal into a smear of ashes in the human world.
Bai Lian didn't dare to be careless at all, and slowly activated the cyan sword qi with the thickness of one finger hidden in the Divine Mansion.
The sword qi induction, the unknown mysterious technique stored in the memory, is like a glimmer of light in the dust that has been silent for hundreds of years.
Like a key, it drove the Yin Yang Dao fish in the dantian to rotate slowly and jerkyly.
The two forces of yin and yang life and death converged, and that wisp of cyan sword qi had a certain mystical resonance with the power of blood in the body.
Baili was calm and calm, and his consciousness controlled the wisp of green qi with difficulty, so that the uncontrolled immortal blood aura in his body no longer wandered around, but was swallowed by the wisp of green qi one by one.
Gradually, the wisp of green qi was no longer formless, and gradually turned into the outline of a green python.
Constantly wandering and circling in the meridians in the body, the slightest blood power driven by it spreads like mist and rain in every corner of the body.
Swallow the excess blood power that his body couldn't bear into that sword qi.
After swimming around his body for a circle, Brian clearly felt that his physical strength had improved a lot, and the feeling of weakness that had been in a coma for a night was swept away.
It's just that although the green python condensed by the green qi is magical, it can't consume the full blood of the immortals in the corpse bead.
Until that wisp of green qi grew to the thickness of the three Dao, it seemed that it had reached a certain limit, and it was no longer able to devour the blood power overflowing from the corpse bead.
However, Brian's body was not in any danger at the moment, the strength of his body had been improved, and he only needed to remove the overly abundant blood qi power from his body, and he would be safe.
It's just a bit of a waste to let it go away.
Although he and Sister Wen are close friends, he is not willing to waste her kindness and blood.