As he spoke, the candle dragon waved its tail at the shadows on the side, sweeping out two people.

Gao Zixi protected Li Jiqing in his arms, and the whole person smashed backwards, breaking a few trees behind him.

A mouthful of blood vomited out, Gao Zixi opened his eyes and looked at Li Jiqing in his arms with a concerned face, the person in his arms opened his eyes, looked around in a bit of confusion, and his empty eyes focused on the blood on Gao Zixi's mouth. Horror climbed onto Li Jiqing's handsome face, and then anger surged straight to him, and the expression on his face became hideous and terrifying, like a demon.

"Bastard!" Li Jiqing stood up and shouted at the candle dragon.

The candle dragon just glared at Li Jiqing, and the latter was pressed by the invisible air and couldn't stand up.

Gao Zixi struggled to get up, knelt down at the candle dragon and pleaded: "Please let the gods let my son-in-law go." My son-in-law is such a temperament that he offends the immortals. I apologize to the immortals on behalf of my son-in-law. He kowtowed three times.

The candle dragon snorted coldly, and Li Jiqing immediately felt the pressure on his body drop sharply, and then sat on the ground and gasped.

Seeing this, the candle dragon no longer paid attention to them, turned his head to look at Shu Pingyao and said sarcastically;

"Oh, maybe not...... After all, I've always been a bit biased in my speech. And I, a beast, have always been face-blind, and it is a pity that I did not describe the heroic image of you before, little Taoist.

But it doesn't matter that in my two hundred years of life, I have not seen many people, and you are the first one with such a soft bone!

Even if I forget what you look like, I can talk to people about it as a joke in the future!"

Shu Pingyao listened to the words of the candle dragon, his handsome face turned into sauce, and he suppressed his anger and replied slowly: "Senior, why is this so!"

"Why is this so?" the candle dragon raised his eyebrows and said in a vicious voice, "Where did you get the face to ask me why I am like this?" A force of coercion almost pressed Shu Ping to his knees, he gritted his teeth and stood up, I don't know if it was his delusion, he felt that there seemed to be a faint fishy smell in his mouth.

After sighing, he said: "Senior, why is it so atmospheric today, and the junior has done something wrong, please tell the senior." ”

"You deserve it too!" the candle dragon raised his eyebrows, his tone was three points heavier, and the air seemed to be a little more anxious.

When Kang looked at the chaos in front of him, he shook his head, took two steps forward and stretched out a finger to poke at the top of the candle dragon's head.

The candle dragon turned his head and swept away with a majestic glance, and Kang Du took a step back. Seeing Dang Kang retreat, the expression on Candle Dragon's face suddenly changed, and the pressure around him lightened.

Then he looked at Dangkang blankly like a child who had done something wrong, his lips opened and closed and he didn't squeeze out a word for a long time, so he had to turn his head to hide the look on his face.

When Kang retracted his hind feet, he suppressed his eyes full of surprise and said, "In the house." ”

The cold female voice carried an inexplicable word, which made everyone present a little confused.

"That woman is in the house!" Candle Dragon looked at the confused portraits of the people in front of him, and added a little unpleasantly, "The things we want have been obtained, and you can deal with the people inside." It's stupid, no one understands such an obvious thing!"

Candle Dragon said and repeated it 'selectively' in the sea of Dangkang Zhihai with a sound transmission.

Dangkang nodded.

Shu Pingyao looked delighted, and called out Lang Jiu to point at Mengyueju, who reluctantly flew to the house to find Menggu.

"Senior! in the next - there is still one thing to ask for in the next!" Shu Pingyao continued with a sad expression.

The candle dragon glared at him and snorted coldly, "Kick your nose in the face!"

"What's the matter? Dangkang had a cold face, a little impatient.

Shu Pingyao arched his hand, and his head hung a little lower, "Ancestor Shu Changen owes the Anyang Fang family a favor, and everything is done today." In the next image begging for three drops of blood of the predecessors of Dangkang to repay the kindness, if the seniors agree, the younger generations will be driven by the seniors in the future. ”

"Yes!"

"Shut up, didn't I just give you face!"

When Kang and Candle Dragon said at the same time, and then Candle Dragon turned his head to look at Dang Kang's face full of disbelief, "Are you serious? Do you know what this means? Don't forget what we saw that day!"

When Kang nodded undeniably, he waved a jade porcelain bottle and flew into Shu Pingyao's hand.

The candle dragon sighed, and with a flick of its tail, the two of them disappeared.

"Little Daoist, think about it carefully, is that bastard boy of the Fang family really a person who can ask immortals to ask? Candle Dragon's words sounded in Shu Pingyao's ears, Shu Pingyao frowned and sighed deeply, muttering to himself, "Master, is it right or wrong for me to do this? You once told me that everyone will change, Fang Leying will he change——"

He asked the truth, but no one was destined to answer him—

He walked up to Fang Leying with the bottle, looked at the young man in front of him who was out of breath and less in for a while, and then poured the blood of Dangkang in the bottle into his mouth, and the white water vapor wrapped Fang Leying's body.

Seeing this, Shu Pingyao nodded, continued to walk towards Li Jiqing's side, stood in front of Gao Zixian and fed him a dark pill.

Li Jiqing looked at Shu Pingyao with caution at first, but then saw that Gao Zi's complexion was getting better at a speed visible to the naked eye, so he thanked Shu Pingyao.

On the other side, Lang Jiu looked at Meng Guzheng who didn't know what to do, and the woman in front of him seemed to be having a sweet dream. Although his eyes were closed, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a slight smile.

"This woman is good-looking, but her merits are limited to being good-looking. What can a woman do? What does it have to do with me? How can I save him in such a scene, the situation outside is complicated, and that kid from Pingyao can't come in to help me for a while. It's nerve-wracking. Lang Jiu touched his chin with one hand and whispered.

With a wave of his hand, a blue flute emerged from the air, and Shu Pingyao took the flute and poked the woman in front of him, but the latter did not react. Lang Jiu squatted down and put his head on the bed, looking at the woman in front of him like a child observing a new toy, his eyes were full of novelty, "What is the connection between this girl and me?

When he said this, the sound of the door opening sounded, and a person walked in from outside the door, Lang Jiu turned his head to see that it was Shu Pingyao.

Lang Jiu asked with a concerned face, "How's the situation outside?"

Shu Pingyao looked tired, looked at Lang Jiu and smiled and said a little tiredly: "Everyone outside is fine, what are you doing here in a daze!"

"How can this person be saved?" Lang Jiu said, poking Menggu with a blue flute.

Shu Pingyao laughed, "How can you be like a child, are you really the general who scared away the Huns with just your name?"

"I've been dead for a hundred years! why bother holding it again?" Lang Jiu pursed his lips and whispered, "Get back to business, how can you save this person?"

"Help, did I let you save it?" Shu Pingyao raised his eyebrows, waved his hand casually, and said casually, "Kill it directly—what we want is the soul!"

“······” Lang Jiu glared at a pair of eyes and said sharply, "No! Lao Tzu has never attacked ordinary people in his years as a soldier. And I am a soldier, a soldier who defends my family and country. I don't have this in my mind about the common people!"

"Then get out of the way and let me come. Shu Pingyao said expressionlessly.

Lang Jiu stood in front of the bed and stretched out his hands, with a resolute expression.

Shu Pingyao was a little helpless, so he had to shake the sword in his hand, and Lang Jiu was sucked back into the sword.

With the sword in his hand, Shu Pingyao's movements were indescribably neat.

After a while, a gray mist floated out of Meng Gu's body and condensed into a human form in front of Shu Pingyao.

It is said that after death, the soul will live in the world with the most beautiful voice, and the appearance of Menggu at this moment is when she was sixteen years old.

Shu Pingyao looked at Menggu's spirit and said to himself: "It's actually a gray spirit, it's really strange!"

"There is a saying in the soul of Shushan: after death, those who have no aura will dissipate, those who have aura will turn into spirits after death, and those who can turn into spirits are divided into two parts, one is the gray spirit that people have nothing to ask for before they die, and the other part is the crimson spirit that people die with obsession. The gray spirit is the most suitable for being a machine spirit. ”

"It's gray and easy to do, and I'm still a little afraid that this person's soul is useless. Shu Pingyao said, his hand crossed his belt and took out a wooden long sword, looked at the sword body and whispered, "It's you!"

"Girl, are you willing to be my sword spirit?" Shu Pingyao snorted at Meng Gu's soul lips and said an obscure incantation-like sentence. It was a ghost word, a word that a cultivator used to communicate with a ghost of inferior ability.

"Sword Spirit, what is that?" Meng Gu opened her voice in a green voice, her face full of confusion and confusion.

Shu Pingyao said seductively: "It's a good thing! When I become my sword spirit, I will protect you and never lose up." ”

Shu Pingyao seemed to overlap with someone when he spoke, which made Aunt Meng's heart twitch and ache. But when I think about it, no one seems to have said anything like this, so I suppressed my doubts and sadness.

"Hmm, if you want me to be your sword spirit, it's okay," Meng Gu's eyes were shining at Shu Pingyao, and she deliberately shook her head halfway through speaking, "But I have one condition." ”

"What conditions. Shu Pingyao said playfully.

"Give me a name! I forgot what my name was?" said Meng Gu here with a stunned face, twisting the corners of her clothes with her hands a little aggrieved and nostalgic, "I-I don't want to be a person who doesn't even have a name! and-what was I like before? I don't remember anything." ”

Shu Pingyao looked at her with a complicated expression, and then sighed and said, "Yes, you can use the sword first." I'll call you Laneige first, and I'll give you a name on a good day later. As for the memory, I will help you find it if you have the opportunity in the future. ”

"But!" Meng Gu smiled after speaking, and flew into the sword.

Then the wooden sword flickered twice, and a voice came out: "Master!"