Chapter 133: Hot Springs

At this time, he was already angry, but he felt that he was calm now. He was angry that the people in the underworld actually deceived him again, the first time was to tell him that Yu Lei was still alive, and the second time was because Yu Lei was still alive!

Shen Tu himself also knows in his heart that he doesn't know how many people have said that he is simple-minded and has no scheming. That's because he didn't want to have these things, he didn't want to be involved in these intrigues and calculations, but now others have deceived him again and again, so that he has to do it!

His hand holding the envelope was so hard that his knuckles began to turn white, and his whole face was just gloomy, and he didn't make any other crazy moves.

But he seemed to be very angry, as if anyone who said anything more to him would be angered by him. It's just that he thought of his master, the man who was always smiling slightly and wearing a Taoist robe. In his heart, he still retains a trust in Qingxuan, I don't know why, it seems that he is a person who can naturally make others trust.

"Master won't lie to me," he thought, "Master doesn't know, he doesn't know." And I'm his apprentice, and he has no reason to lie to me. ”

Shen Tu really wanted to ask Houqing Qing how Qing Xuan was, because he was the one who took Qing Xuan away in the first place, and he also killed Zhi Dan. But when the words were about to be spoken, they were forcibly held back. Now that the Six Realms knew that he and Qing Xuan had severed the master-apprentice relationship, rashly asking questions would cause suspicion.

Hou Qing knew that he was nodding to himself, so in response, he also nodded: "The second half of the letter is indeed with me, you don't have to worry." So now, let's go?"

"No, I can't. ”

"Why still not?"

"I'm on good terms with the Heavenly Court now, let me take you back, isn't it a name that doesn't keep my promises?

Hou Qing didn't expect him to say such a sentence, he seemed to smile very happily, and even stretched out his hand to touch Shendi's hair, but he drained it.

"You just don't want the 'Houqing' to appear in the underworld, then I just have to become someone else's appearance - what do you think, how about me becoming Yu Lei?"

Shen Tu instantly became annoyed and shouted, "You dare!"

"Don't you want to know what your brother looks like? ”

Hou Qing seems to be able to guess Shen Di's inner thoughts very accurately every time. The biggest weakness of this young ghost king is his brother, as long as he mentions it, his expression will change immediately, as if the word "Yu Lei" is something that cannot be touched.

"You're not allowedβ€”"

But before he finished his words, Hou Qing immediately changed his appearance. The young man standing in front of him was no different from the god, but he looked taller and calmer.

Shen Di suddenly froze in place, as if he couldn't take his eyes off his body, and said softly in a suspicious manner: "Brother......"

Is this the person he always remembers, his brother whose blood is thicker than water? It turns out that you look like this......

Hou Qing tore off the black cloth covering his eyes, but he seemed to feel that the sunlight outside was too dazzling, frowned, and slowly opened his eyes for a long time before he said, "I still can't see anything." ”

Shen Tu looked at him in a daze.

He wanted to warn himself that this was the Hou Qing's change, not his brother, but he couldn't help but keep looking at him, slowly approaching, and even wanted to reach out and touch his shoulder lightly - as if he was sure that what was in front of him was not a phantom, and he would not leave him again.

"I've seen your brother more than once, and in the end he looks like this, and he really looks like you. ”

After he finished speaking, he didn't give Shen Di a chance to look at it a few more times, and changed back to his original appearance, and by the way, he quickly covered his eyes with a black cloth, so that the uncomfortable stinging sensation was slightly reduced.

Shen Tu seemed to have just come to his senses, and immediately took a few steps back, returning to his previous gloomy appearance.

"You can't turn into Yu Lei and go back, it's going to scare them to death. ”

"This is natural," the smile on Hou Qing's face was inexplicably a little evil, and it looked as if he was about to say something uncomfortable: "Isn't it okay for me to become Yin Luo?"

"You!"

When Shen Tu heard this, his face didn't know if it was because of anger or something else, but it slowly turned crimson. But he couldn't find any words to refute, because if Yin Luo returned to the underworld with him, it seemed that no one doubted it, and it would also cause the people in the ghost city to celebrate.

He couldn't stop Hou Qing, he could only watch him turn into a gloomy appearance. Maybe it was because he understood that the beloved senior sister in front of him was because of someone else's change, and he felt a little less emotional in his heart, so he only felt a little cautious.

"Yin Luo" walked up and naturally took Shendi's hand. She was born beautiful, and there was not much peacekeeping for these actions to be made against her face. But Shen Tu withdrew his hand in disgust and said, "She never does anything like you!"

And in the hot spring in the mountain behind the Danxue, the real Yin Luo is healing and Wantong. Hou Qing's palm was too ruthless, she went back and vomited several mouthfuls of blood, so she could only soak in this hot spring pool, this hot spring is a place where spiritual energy gathers, and with the natural spiritual energy to heal injuries, it must be much faster.

Surrounded by flowers, the petals of which are blown down by the wind, float in the steaming pool, and have a mysterious beauty.

If outsiders were to see this beautiful scene, the soul would not know where to fly for a long time. It's just that the two of them know where this pool is, and no one else will disturb them.

Wan Tong twisted up a black hair with a hairpin, untied his coat, and walked gently into the pool, revealing only a pair of shoulders as white as mutton fat. She walked up to Yin Luo, who looked preoccupied, gently wrapped her arms around her from behind, gently rested her chin on her shoulder, and asked, "Sister, what are you thinking?"

A few strands of hair fell from her head and touched Yin Luo's back, making her feel itchy. Yin Luo closed his eyes and let the spiritual power pass through his body, and felt that he should come for a few more days and there would be no big problem, so he reluctantly put his mind at ease.

"I'm just a little worried," she turned her head, her slightly heroic eyebrows frowning slightly, "I don't know what Hou Qing and Shen Di talked about." He's always been the most demagogue, I'm ......."

Wan Tong heard his sister talking about the ghost king again, and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. But he still comforted: "He is a ghost king, and he is not a child, can't he distinguish himself?" Sister, you might as well worry about your injury, how do you feel now?"

She said softly, "It's okay......" but her gaze wandered away again, obviously a little absent-minded.

"Hou Qing took Qingxuan Tianzun away, although the pair of masters and apprentices have broken up now, but after all, there is still some affection. And he killed the god of Zhedan again, no matter what the god says, he has a little affection with your sister, and she will definitely not agree to any of his requests. ”

Wan Tong saw that Yin Luo still looked worried, and continued to persuade. Although she didn't like the content of the persuasion. When Yin Luo heard her say this, he didn't want to make a worried appearance anymore, but he just told himself to relax, his face looked better, and he said: "I remember that in the past, we used to come to this hot spring when we were children, but when we grew up, we didn't come here much. ”

Wan Tong seemed to think of something, and a sweet smile appeared on his face: "I still remember that when I was a child, I was always afraid of water, and when I saw this hot spring, I refused to go into the water, and I was laughed at by you for a long time." ”

Yin Luo also laughed: "What did you say at the time, 'This water is going to drown me'! Probably you were flooded once when you were a child, and you always remember it." ”

As she spoke, she suddenly hesitated, as if when had she almost drowned once?

Some chaotic images flashed through her mind...... Seems to be a teenager, with a flute?

She felt that this must be a memory of Yun casually, but no matter how hard she tried to think about it, she couldn't remember anything, so she could only rub her sore head and put this matter aside for the time being.

There are very few immortals like her who know what they have experienced in the mortal world, let alone remember what they have done. She just vaguely felt that this young man was not very important to her, so she could only put it aside first, and when she had kung fu, she could let Shen Di tell her one by one.

The hot spring water was so warm that she was worried that if she continued to soak like this, she would fall asleep sooner or later, so it didn't take long for her to stand up. Drops of water rolled down her white skin, inadvertently revealing a taste of temptation. She straightened out her green silk a little, then stretched out her jade arm to take the clothes that were put aside, ready to tidy herself up, let some vivid colors appear on her face, and then go to the underworld to take a look.

Now Shen Tu is her junior brother, as a senior sister, although there is nothing to give to him, but the care is full of care, and she always feels uneasy if she doesn't look at it. Wan Tong looked at her delicate figure that had been wrapped in the mist, and somehow sighed silently in her heart, and said, "Sister, are you okay?

"Don't soak for too long," Yin Luo quipped, "be careful if you fall asleep in the pool and slip into the water, I won't have time to save you." ”

Wan Tong only felt that the time she spent alone with her sister like this was too short, and it had not been a long time, so she couldn't help but feel a little sad. But she also hid her expression in the curling mist, so that she could not see it.

I really can't let my sister worry about herself, so what can I do?