Volume III Family Hatred and National Hatred 150. A piece of wood

Sima Wen was concerned about Langya in his heart, and after seeing this scene, he quickly walked towards the mountain despite the stab in his calf.

"Little Master, what's wrong?" Ling Shuang followed, asking as she walked, but received no response.

The two of them walked for a moment, and when they were about to reach the entrance of the cave, a whining sound suddenly sounded in the mountain. A moment later, a black shadow swooped down from the mountain and went straight to Sima in front of him.

"Evil beasts dare to do this!"

Ling Shuang knew that he didn't have any aura in his body, so he hurriedly stepped forward when he saw this. At the same time, he drew his sword from behind him, and saw the black shadow stab directly.

"Huang Ling, stop. ”

Seeing this, Sima Wenzhi showed a look of horror on his face, and then opened his mouth to shout.

Ling Shuang immediately stopped when she heard such a name, knowing that there was something important. But the momentum just now had already been issued, and she couldn't stop in mid-air, so she could only shift the sword body outwards to avoid the vital point of the black shadow.

The black shadow was originally rushing towards Sima to ask him, but at this moment, he sensed the danger, and the hair on his body immediately became erect. There was a sound of gold and iron intersecting, and it and Ling Shuang each fell to the side.

The black shadow is Langya.

Sima asked that after she landed, he walked a few quick steps to look at him. She hadn't seen her for a few days, and she hadn't changed much.

But there are also some changes, Langya should have experienced a fight, and the gray hair around her body has turned dark red.

At this moment, Sima asked Zhi to know what was going on.

When he was stabbed before, some of the blood on his body was stained with meat. The meat was dropped down the hill to feed the wolves.

When the wolves returned to the mountain with meat in their mouths, Langya smelled his breath and mistakenly thought that he was also being eaten. After hurriedly looking for it, there was no trace of him, and Langya was even more convinced of his guess.

As for the corpse of the wild wolf along the way, it was not encountered by an external enemy, but was killed by her.

And so it is.

When Sima Wenzhi took Langya and Lingshuang to the cave, where the wolves had gathered before, there were only a dozen wild wolves left. When the rest looked at Langya, the look of respect in their eyes had turned to fear.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me. After Sima Wenzhi knew what had happened, he suddenly felt sad and guilty in his heart.

"In the past, there were loyal dogs to protect the lord, and now there are loyal wolves to protect the lord. Little Master, this matter should not be sad, but should be rejoicing. Ling Shuang saw the look on his face and opened his mouth to comfort.

She didn't know what had happened, and thought that the wolves had come here to hunt Sima Qian. After being comforted, he looked at Langya and couldn't help but have a good impression of her.

Winter and spring intersect, and when the unitary time is halfway through, the sky is already dark. After dark, the mountain wind in the forest was a little cold.

"Let's go, let's go to the cave first. Sima Wenzhi had no intention of explaining, but seeing that the surroundings were getting colder, he reminded Ling Shuang to go and rest first.

Gale in the mountains can obscure or expose tracks. Listening to the wind, Sima Wenzhi knew that he could not stay in the mountains for a long time.

On the way back here, they had seen a monk descending from Qixia Mountain, which was most likely related to the monk who was killed by Daysun.

At this moment, the wolf corpses in Qinglong Mountain were a little bloody everywhere. Although the mountain wind did not blow in the direction of Qixia Mountain, it was not possible to confirm where the monks had gone or whether they would notice any abnormalities here.

If they could detect it, they would be able to find it in less than three days.

The monk had said that he was his chance, so it was not ruled out that other monks would think the same way. If that's the case, there will be a lot of right and wrong for no reason.

He had to leave within three days, and he didn't know where he was going.

After making up his mind, Sima Wenzhi wanted to lead the spirit to resume his cultivation. When he bends his legs and sits cross-legged, he touches something in his arms and immediately takes it out to look at it.

This thing was thrown to him by Ling Shuang when he first arrived in the daytime, and at first he thought it was jade, but then he looked closely, and the texture was very different from jade.

"What is this?" After checking it many times, he didn't know where it came from, so he could only ask.

"Chu Ling. Ling Shuang was also thinking about something, and replied absent-mindedly and casually.

"What's the use?" Sima asked, still not knowing what to do, and asked again.

"Replenish the aura in the body. Seeing him ask questions repeatedly, Ling Shuang retracted his thoughts and responded positively.

"It's better than the Qi Tonifying Pill Pill?" Sima asked after hearing this, and wanted to confirm the effectiveness of this thing.

"It can be compared to the high-grade Qi Replenishing Pill Pill, and it is more rapid when replenishing Spiritual Qi, and it can be used repeatedly. Ling Shuang patiently explained after listening.

After Sima asked, his face showed joy.

For a long time, when he fought with others, or practiced magic, although he had the help of Neidan, the lack of aura was always a big constraint.

If he has a spirit storage belt on his body, when his cultivation breaks through or the spiritual power of the spell is not continued, the dantian can be quickly replenished, which is of great benefit to him.

"You gave me the storage spirit, do you have any extra for yourself?" When he was happy in his heart, Sima asked Xiang Lingshuang.

A gentleman does not take away the love of others, if there is only one thing, even if he likes it, he will not take it for himself.

"Although the Soul Reservoir is subtle, it is just an ordinary thing. The three patriarchs of Qingxuanshan did a lot back then, and they all stayed in their respective sects. After Ling Shuang heard the inquiry, she replied pretending not to care.

After Sima asked, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but his heart was even more joyful, and he carefully put Chu Ling back into his arms.

When Sima asked for joy, Ling Shuang was a little disappointed.

Chu Ling was made of meteorites outside the sky, and there were only a few of the three veins of Qingxuan Mountain in each sect back then, all of which were reserved for genius disciples who sought a breakthrough in cultivation.

This spirit was not coming from the right way, she got it from Dikuizi when she was about to go down the mountain, and she had nothing left on her.

Therefore, after seeing that Sima Wenzhi's aura was exhausted, she threw it over just to borrow, not to give it away. But he said bluntly that it was a gift, and Ling Shuang couldn't bear to refuse, so he could only acquiesce.

Moreover, her loneliness at this time stems more from Sima Wen's attitude.

Ling Shuang went down the mountain in violation of the rules and traveled thousands of miles from Shu County to Jiankang to find him. When he saw her today, he had neither surprise nor inquiry, and he was not as good as this stored spirit for her.

When Ling Shuang was lonely, Sima asked him to be a little aware. Thinking back to what happened after the two met today, he didn't feel that he was at fault.

But Ling Shuanghui's look should not be for no reason. In his heart, most of the time it was this time to go down the mountain, and the things ordered by the sect were not completed, and she was depressed and couldn't get rid of it.

"Ling Shuang, this time I am walking in the world, but what are the instructions of the sect?" Thinking of this, he opened his mouth to ask, wanting to confirm the specific reason.

"The sect didn't send me down the mountain, I sneaked out. Ling Shuang responded truthfully, she had lowered her head before, but she was still bowing her head when she responded now.

"Why?" Sima asked, puzzled, and hurriedly asked, looking over when he asked.

In the rules of Qingxuan Mountain, you are not allowed to go to the mountain gate privately without permission. If you sneak out, you will go through a lot of hardships when you go back again. No one would do it unless they had to.

"For a piece of wood. Ling Shuang looked up in response, and also looked over.