Shang Qing took a closer look at the delusional appearance in Ghost Wushuang's arms, and couldn't help clenching his fists, and after looking closely, his brows furrowed slightly.

"The person who administers the poison must have said that there is no cure for this person, and let him go and arrange the future. ”

"You can see your own poison, don't you know how to solve your own poison?" Ghost Wushuang's cold laughter made it hard to imagine that this person was here to ask for help, and the voice was more like mockery and orders.

"The reckless man who came was so rude to his aunt!" A woman in yellow among the disciples of the sect said angrily, as if waiting for Shang Qing's words, she immediately took out the long sword in her hand and chopped the ghost Wushuang into pulp.

"Since you know how to come to the Peach Blossom Nunnery and know that you were injured by the poison of my door, you should know whether you should come to the Peach Blossom Nunnery or not, and go elsewhere to find a famous doctor, which is one more chance. ”

"It's a pity that healers like you are proud to live in the wilderness or in the mountains, and to retreat from the world and teach the sick how to find you. ”

Shang Qing didn't want to say more, and said coldly: "The fairy is not in the nunnery, please go back······"

A gust of black wind suddenly rose, and Ghost Wushuang stood there motionless, but he heard it like a roar: "Peach Blossom Fairy, Ghost Wushuang has something to ask for and come to see you!"

"Peach Blossom Fairy, the ghost has something to ask for and come to see you!"

"Peach Blossom Fairy, the ghost has something to ask for and come to see you!"

After three sounds, the flowers and leaves fell, and those who lacked internal strength also messed up their hair and looked embarrassed. “

Ghost Wushuang, what do you mean, in the place where we are waiting for the Qing Cultivation to make your Nine Dragons return to the sea!"

"Since you can recognize this as the Nine Dragons returning to the sea, then you should also understand how the Ghost Snitch in the heyday of the past was defeated by me. Ghost Wushuang took another deep breath, only to see Shang Qing's left hand become a claw, and the residual leaves on the ground were gathered into a ball by the suction, and the ball flew towards Ghost Wushuang.

Demon Musou was still standing, and the ball of leaves seemed to fly through his body and behind him.

"You!"

"If you have no other intentions, please ask the Peach Blossom Fairy to come out and treat this kid. If you offend somewhere else, you can tie your hands and dispose of it!"

"Auntie, this ······"

Shang Qing raised his right hand, and everyone at the door swallowed the words. She looked at the delusion, and remembered that Cardamom was just the beginning of love, but it was this man who ruined his yearning for love.

"All the doormen go back to their places, and don't forget the morning class. Tang Tang, Mo Lan, you two lost this broken door, and then go to the town to order the boy to redo it, it must be thick enough. ”

Everyone had to say "yes" and then went back to various places, and in a blink of an eye, only Tangtang, Mo Lan, and Shang Qing were left, and the ghosts were dying together.

"Since you are a snitch with few rivals in the world, then check yourself and see if the fairy is in the nunnery today. If you dare to move the Po Prison Bell of Kowloon returning to the sea again, don't blame me for not reminding me. After that, Shang Qing looked down again, her bloodless face and purple lips, and she turned her head, and a few ups and downs disappeared.

Ghost Wushuang gently placed his delirium on a stone slab, and his body turned into black wind and disappeared. When he reappeared after a stick of incense, his body was still straight, he stood straight and straight beside the delirium, looking down at the delirium, the blood dripping from the clenched fist, the nails were sunk into the flesh, or?

Ghost Wushuang suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and this laughter was better than the Pu Jiao Bell of Nine Dragons returning to the sea. Once again, the birds and insects flew away, and there was a commotion. Shang Qing didn't appear like she said, but there were other doormen, three or two, they scolded but didn't dare to step forward, they were all skinless and beautiful.

Onimuscuo took off his mask, and the face under the mask was obscured by hair, and they couldn't see clearly. He placed the mask on his face and began to sit cross-legged beside him. With his hands at each knee, the pale cyan light enveloped him.

"The rivers and lakes are speechless, people have no regrets, and the years are not urging the sideburns. Just wait for the reincarnation to have a birthday, and I don't see all the ghosts in the palace. ”

The light began to spread, and it began to become more and more dazzling, so dazzling that those who saw it could not open their eyes.

"Let him go, a person doesn't even want his own life, what are you going to do to save him!" The doorman turned around, and Shang Qing just stood on the second floor against the balcony and watched the light gradually spread.

In the light, Ghost Wushuang's appearance gradually became younger, and the clothes on his body gradually changed to white, the kind of faintly scattered like a rainbow after rain, colorful white.

Ghost Wushuang's black hair is swaying in the wind, and his face is handsome, which is also somewhat similar to delirium. What's even more jaw-dropping is the ghost's unparalleled eyes. Those eyes were an icy purple color, shining like gems.

Sitting cross-legged in front of Ghost Wushuang, Xiao Yu slowly opened his eyes, saw Ghost Wushuang in front of him, was slightly stunned, and then stood up. He wanted to remove the blindfold from his left eye, but he knew that the place where his hand touched it was his own eye, and there was no blindfold. The wind blew, and he felt that his body was cold, so he noticed that he was naked now.

Ghost Wushuang's eyes were gentle, looking at the delusion, and the delirium also looked at him. The two looked at each other, and slowly closed their right eye. The moment you close your right eye, everything stands still, whether it's the world inside the pale cyan light or the Peach Blossom Temple outside.

The leaves blown by the wind are still in the air, the birds keep flapping their wings, and the delicate Taohua Nunnery people have different movements, like lifelike statues standing there, and there are more feet jumping directly off the ground without falling.

Unsurprised by this sight, he looked at the world beyond the pale cyan light. Those people in the Peach Blossom Nunnery are all like fairies, and there is a beautiful peach and plum in the distance, and a beautiful woman in Tsing Yi who is as cold as frost. Seeing this beauty in green clothes, and then looking around at the scenery of the peach blossom hermitage outside the pale cyan light, I felt a headache for a moment.

One fragment after another picture appeared in my mind, mountains, streams, flowers, beauties, and poisonous needles. 20

Why is there a picture of poisonous needles?

Ghost Wushuang looked at the delusion, still smiling, pretending to be puzzled, and teasing: "Boy, why aren't you curious, why do I have the same eyes as you?"

Xiao Delirium looked at Ghost Wushuang again, staring at the other party's eyes, Ghost Wushuang's tricks were really good-looking. If his left eye is a top-grade amethyst, then the ghostly eyes in front of him are the best amethyst. Seeing the end, he smiled and shook his head.

His reaction made Ghost Wushuang laugh, and he was delusional and curious, and asked directly, "Are you an immortal cultivator?"

Hearing the word immortal cultivator, Ghost Wushuang shook his head and replied: "No, it's just a layman who has reached a bottleneck in martial arts cultivation and is unwilling to leave the world." ”

"Bottleneck?"

He thought about what the word meant, but then he denied the speculation in his head. Looking at the Peach Blossom Nunnery outside the pale cyan light, this may only be because this ghost Wushuang has the same bloodline as himself, that's all.

Ghost Wushuang was curious and asked, "Boy, where is your martial arts cultivation going? Is it Hongmeng Sevenfold or Sixfold?"

Hearing Hongmeng Realm, his delusional face was a little embarrassed, after all, he was only nineteen years old at this time, how could there be so many demons who would break through the flood and enter Hongmeng before twenty. Seeing that Ghost Wushuang was stunned, the delusional heart was depressed, so he had to reply lightly: "It's just a famine." ”

Ghost Wushuang was slightly stunned, but still nodded, and said: "The Flood Desolation Upper Realm is not bad, and in another three or five years, there should be a chance to break Hongmeng." ”

The delirium was even more embarrassing, and he added: "I just passed through the middle of the wilderness." ”

Hearing the delusional words, Ghost Wushuang couldn't help frowning, and his face was not very good-looking. After a few gaps, he still stretched his brows, smiled slightly, and said: "The bloodline is just an auxiliary, although some people can take advantage of this to travel all the way, but more, it still depends on personal cultivation." ”

Unwilling to mention the topic more, he looked at the peach blossom hermitage outside the pale cyan light, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Ghost Wushuang smiled slightly, and also looked at the peach blossom hermitage outside the pale cyan light, and then laughed out loud, the laughter was hearty, and it shook the world.

The laughter stopped, a lament, and this sigh was full of reluctance. This time, his brows furrowed and he was puzzled.

"Boy, do you know what it is?"

Ghost Wushuang suddenly asked like this, and he was a little puzzled. He had heard of the secret method of snatching away, but this thing was only available to some immortal cultivators, and the ghost in front of him said that he was not an immortal cultivator, so how could he mention it?

"In his life, he was in the north and south of the Yangtze River, and he returned to Huafa with a pale face. The cloth was dreamed of the autumn night, and the rivers and mountains were thousands of miles in front of him. ”

Ghost Wushuang suddenly read such a poem, and Xiao Yu just looked at him and didn't speak.

Ghost Wu pressed his hands on the delirious shoulder, patted him gently, and answered for him: "The soul Feng is dependent on people, and he is reborn in this way in order to give up." ”

Delirium was a little puzzled and asked, "What does that have to do with me?"

Hearing such an inquiry, Ghost Wushuang just smiled and didn't speak.

At the same time, Yan Xiao was drinking with Bai Lu, who was in red scarf and silver armor, in a restaurant in Cold Crisp City. It was not so much that the two were drinking together, but that Yan Xiao coerced Bai Lu to accompany him to drink. Originally, the chatter between the two was something that was deeply obscured by clouds and fog, but suddenly, Yan Xiao's pupils dilated and gradually recovered in an instant, and his body trembled slightly.

Bai Lu thought that he would use some tricks again, but unexpectedly, the man in front of him cried.

Tears slid down his face and dripped, dripping on the table and wetting his own clothes, he stood up and poured the wine in his hand: "Do you know what it feels like to have it but not to get it?"

Bai Lu didn't understand what this man was talking about, there were too many incomprehensible feelings in this man, and there were too many familiar feelings.

"What the hell are you crying about?"

"Do you know who cultivates immortals?"

Bai Lu nodded slightly, she naturally understood that the man in front of her was an existing immortal cultivator in the world.

Yan Xiao poured himself a full bottle of wine, drank it all, sighed, and said: "Immortal cultivators have the body of a half-immortal, although they cannot live forever in heaven and earth, they live longer than mortals. Human skin is a mortal thing, and as long as the three souls and seven spirits live forever, human beings are equivalent to immortality······"

Yan Xiao didn't say any more, and it was precisely because of his words that the man gave up his cultivation and life to save the three souls and seven souls of a kid who had nothing to do with him, and waited for someone to reunite with the kid's three souls and seven souls before the time passed.

Yan Xiao put the wine bowl on the table and said, "You go to a place with me." ”

"Where?"

"Peach Blossom Temple. ”