If she wants to talk about the current situation, she doesn't know what to do. originally thought that Rong Yu would not spare his life, and the missing tail was lost by him in a fight with others, but he didn't expect that it was his master Zhedan who stabbed him with his own hands in the days of amnesia, making him lose his life.

The most painful thing in this world is only being stabbed by others, and as a result, this "other" is still his loved one. Presumably at that time, the sadness in her heart was no less than half a point from what she is now. Now, he can only smile at Yin Luo as if he doesn't care: "What are you crying about, the tail will grow in a few hundred years, and I won't become a bald-tailed fox." ”

"That Zhedan himself—"

"He's very forgetful, and now it's as if he's having amnesia, and it's not easy to remember one thing and forget another, and it's not easy to call my name. ”

Having said that, Yin Luo couldn't help but glance at Rong You's chest. It was as if she had imagined how the blood on his chest had stained the blue shirt that day.

"Still, does it still hurt?" she asked, cautiously, pointing to the location of her face and heart. She was afraid that the more she asked, the more he would think of these things, and not to mention the result with half the effort, it would only increase her sadness.

"It's okay, it's just a scar, and it will go away by itself after a while—let's go into the void, the snow is getting bigger and bigger. ”

The turn was not only blunt, but also clumsy, for the snow in the sky showed no sign of getting bigger. Yin Luo felt a little sad for no reason, but he still nodded at Rong He on his face, cast a spell to remove all the snow on the steps, and then followed Rong He step by step.

To be honest, this is the first time that "Yin Luo" has come. But because there are still some memories, it seems very familiar. With each step closer, a strange feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger, until when she finally saw the "messy building", a tight string in her mind somehow suddenly fell apart, and she almost subconsciously walked towards the ruins, crouched down and began to rummage.

"There are no names on this floor, and all the books and some magic weapons collected by Tianzun are placed. That red lotus karmic fire burned down from the roof of the building," Rong He explained on the side, and asked curiously, "What are you looking for?"

"I don't know, but I feel like something very important has fallen here. She used her spell to lift a piece of the rotten beam, and at the same time felt that her behavior was also a little strange, and she couldn't help but stop her movements and began to think carefully.

"Was that thing given to you by Tianzun?"

"Yes. Yin Luo replied with confidence, thinking in her heart: "What the hell is it......" But the more she thought about it, the more and more chaotic pictures came into her mind, and countless fragments were intertwined, making her head hurt a little.

......

"Still don't like it?"

"Like, like!"

"In that case, everything has a spirit, so give it a name. ”

"Called—"

Yin Luo's heart suddenly turned at will, and a flash of inspiration flashed out, and he shouted: "Wangcai!"

As soon as she finished speaking, an abnormal sound suddenly came from the broken clods on the side, and suddenly, those broken trees were shaken open by a sword qi, and a wooden sword flew straight out, accompanied by a scream, and landed steadily in Yin Luo's hand.

Rong He suddenly felt that the name "Wangcai" was very familiar, wasn't this a chicken that Yun Qian had raised before......

Yin Luo was taken aback when he saw that something really flew out, and at the same time he became happy, patted the dirt on the sword with great pity, and said to Rong He: "I just remember what I left behind." This wooden sword was carved by the master himself, and it has been kept in this building, and then it ran out on its own and was given to me by the master. ”

Rong You was still thinking about why a sword should be called a chicken's name, and when he heard her words, he smiled and said, "Speaking of which, this is your first sword." It looks unremarkable, almost like an ordinary piece of wood. ”

Wangcai seemed to be aggrieved because Yin Luo hadn't looked for it for so long, and when he heard Rong He say this, he was so angry that he flew out directly, almost hit him in the face, and flew back into Yin Luo's arms aggrievedly.

It was still dirty, but Yin Luo didn't dislike it, but like holding a baby, touching it and looking at it, it was like the scene when he saw this sword for the first time. Rong He looked at her like this, couldn't help but smile and shook his head, and persuaded: "It's getting late, and Fuyu Mountain is not a fairy mountain that doesn't snow, if you are so grinding, the way down the mountain will be blocked by snow, and then we will only spend the night in the Taoist temple." ”

Yin Luo glanced up at the gloomy sky, and found that the snow was as big as goose feathers at some point, and the wind was gradually tightening, so he couldn't help but feel a little strange, and turned his head to ask Rong He, "Is the snow in Fuyu Mountain so big in previous years?"

"It's natural, but it won't rain for days in a row, at most it will snow for a day or two, and it will clear up in three or four days. ”

"Then let's hurry down the mountain, it's better to find an inn to live in at the bottom of the mountain, and come back tomorrow." ”

"Jingle bell—"

The bell in Yin Luo's hand suddenly rang, startling her. She looked at Rong He a little blankly, and almost asked him with her eyes, "Why did it ring suddenly?"

Rong He was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said with a smile: "This is something that Yun wore casually before, I didn't expect it to be in your hands now." But it doesn't seem to happen anything good every time it sounds, just a warning. ”

She couldn't help but look up and look around. It was quiet except for the sound of the waterfall, and it looked the same as before.

"Is it accurate?"

"Pretty accurate. ”

She looked up again, and saw that the snow was getting heavier and heavier.

Because she is used to living in Danxue, Yin Luo rarely sees such a big snow on weekdays, but for some reason, she always feels that this snow is a kind of indescribable weirdness, but when she sees it in the palm of her hand, it is no different from usual, and it quickly melts.

When they walked out of Lingxu and thought about going down the mountain, they found that something was wrong - the original bluestone road had been completely covered with snow, and now it was white all around, and they couldn't tell any other position except for the trees, maybe they would step on the air and fall down the cliff after taking a few steps forward. Yin Luo and Rong He glanced at each other, and the latter wanted to take the fan back into his palm, but suddenly felt as if all the spiritual power in his body had been drained, and he couldn't use a single spell.

"Something is wrong, my mana is gone, we have to go back!"

Ling Xuguan has a barrier, and as long as Qing Xuan is alive, this barrier will not die, so it makes them feel more at ease. Yin Luo stretched out her hand and slashed hard in the air, and finally ignited a flame to clear the snow near the mountain gate, but soon she felt a sense of exhaustion, and immediately withdrew her hand, not daring to cast any more spells.

"What's going on?!I didn't see anything wrong along the way, except for this snow ......."

Rong He couldn't help frowning, he wasn't sure who was doing it, but it was obvious that they were now at a disadvantage, as long as they stayed in the Taoist temple and didn't act rashly, then he shouldn't be able to do anything else.

"Let's go to the Spirit Hall first, outside here...... It's a little cold. Rong He said, and did not forget to look back at the direction of the mountain gate, only to see that the snow was thick, and it was no longer clear.

Yin Luo only asked, "Do you feel cold?"

"Sort of. ”

She looked up at the empty Lingguan Palace, and saw that in addition to the two pillars and the incense burner on the case, there was only a statue of Wang Lingguan, with a red face and beard, three eyes and angry eyes, gold armor and red robes, green boots and wind belts, pinching the Lingguan Jue in her left hand, holding a golden whip in her right hand, stepping on Hot Wheels and auspicious clouds, the image was lifelike, but unfortunately, as the Taoist chief said, this statue was stolen by him from other Taoist temples.

Yin Luo didn't say much, but carefully sealed the doorman, threw the incense burner aside, split the empty offering table and incense table into several pieces with Wangcai, and lit a fire with a phoenix fire with some effort.

Rong He watched all this with some dumbfounded, until Yin Luo snatched the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, used it as a burning stick, and said to him: "Hurry up and bake the fire, put away your tail, the province is burnt." ”

Rong He honestly sat down to roast the fire, and the light of the fire jumped in front of him, which seemed a little unrealistic.

It was dark outside, the cold wind was howling, and the occasional snowflake drifted in through the crack in the door, but it couldn't stop it.

"If the king had not been blinded to the heavens, I would have told him that we were locked up in his hall of the spirit officer. Yin Luo couldn't help but joke. Most of these ninefold heavenly immortals don't care about the prayers of the people below, and few of them come down to earth in person like the Taoist chief. Because most of the immortals in the Heavenly Court are mortals who have ascended, it doesn't matter whether there is incense or not.

"I don't know who wants to trap us, but it shouldn't be Hou Qing, he never pretends to be a ghost like this. ”

"But maybe it's his men. In any case, he can't get in now, and there is no way to kill us. Wait until tomorrow dawn and I'll go out and have a look. ”

Rong He now had no tail and no mana, so he simply nodded unceremoniously and put his hand close to the burning fire. But for some reason, he still felt like he was getting cold little by little, and he couldn't help but shiver. This cold seemed to spread from his bones, penetrating every inch of his skin, and even the fire in front of him seemed to have lost its light and heat, making him feel cold.

Because he was worried that the wood would be burned, Yin Luo simply climbed behind the statue of Wang Lingguan and kicked it down. The statue is made of wood, and now in her eyes, she can burn anything, so she will naturally not let it go.

"You—" Rong and Cry looked at her with a smile.

"God knows this kind of thing, you know it, I know it. Since he doesn't care, then it must not matter if we burn his statue. ”

Yin Luo smiled slyly, and casually slashed a few times, this poor Wang Lingguan looked like he had been divided by five horses, and he was a little miserable. She saw that Ronghe still felt cold, so she patted the open space around him and asked him to sit down: "Our Phoenix clan has been able to control fire since childhood, and our bodies are naturally much warmer than yours, if you still feel cold, sit next to me." ”

[Wang Lingguan] "History of the Ming Dynasty: Lizhi": "Longen Zhenjun, then Wang Lingguan, the heavenly general of Yushu Huofu, also tasted the talisman from Sa Zhenjun. ”