The snow peak was shining, the twilight was four, the two held hands and returned to the boundless view, Yu Yao returned the things left by Qingming to him, two, a sword pill, and a flying sickle.

The Zangxue Sword was created by the five-color divine light, and the damage was not small, but fortunately, it did not hurt the roots, and after refining it with Danhuo, it could be restored to its original state, Wei Qiqi put his mind at ease, sucked the sword pill into his abdomen, and lifted the flying sickle to take a closer look, and muttered: "This is compensation?"

The flying sickle left by Qingming is the five-color divine light sickle left by Lu Ping, the texture is not gold or wood, the style is simple and rough, from the blade to the handle is integrated, bent like a hook, it seems to be made from the bones of some kind of demon bird, the sickle handle is the spine, the hook blade is the bird's head, and with a slight dance, I only feel top-heavy, far less than the usual iron rod.

He weighed his weight and said in surprise: "The center of gravity of the flying sickle is unstable, how can it resist?"

Yu Yao explained one or two for him, the hook sickle is different from the sword, there is another ingenuity, the hook and sickle are different, the heart is different, the so-called one instrument and one method, Jing Wei is distinct, the five-color divine light sickle and the blood moon grass scythe are the treasure of the hook and sickle sect, and they have always been in the same line, the law is not passed on to the six ears, Lu Ping has passed away, and the five-color divine light sickle has no one to control, and can only be used as an ordinary weapon.

Wei Qiqi originally intended to hand over the five-color divine light sickle to Yu Yao, but when she said this, he also gave up this idea. He pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered Hu Ren's skill of playing with a scimitar, arcing back and forth, looping into a circle, trying to practice it, but he had some experience.

His mind is alive, the five-color divine light is both offensive and defensive, nothing is brushed, it is really powerful, if he can refine this five-color divine light sickle as his own, it will add a boost, Qingming left this sickle to him, I am afraid that he has the same idea.

Wei Qiqi immediately put the five-colored divine light sickle into the sword bag and asked, "Did Qingming say anything?"

"He said that when you come back, take a good rest for a few days, recuperate your spirits, and go to the Demon Suppression Tower to meet the master. ”

Wei Qiqi's heart tightened, looking at the rolling mountains outside the window, and he didn't speak for a long time. It's finally coming, he thought. His heart beat violently, the curtain slowly opened, and he could foresee that the secret of the lowest level of this world would be presented to him.

What would the Ziyang Dao people want him to do?

His index finger tapped lightly on the lattice, and he pondered, realizing that he had a glimmer of anticipation.

Yes, expectation.

Yu Yao walked up to him, hugged his arm, shook it gently, and said with a smile: "It's late, what do you want to eat?"

Wei Qiqi laughed "hehe", "Drink some bars, anything else, just have meat." ”

"Wait for me in a while, and I'll be back!" Yu Yao tightened her arms, tilted her head, wiped her cheeks on his shoulder like a kitten, and walked out with light steps.

If you go, you must go, and how to live, Wei Qiqi's feelings gradually calmed down, he took out the red jade gourd from the rotten silver ring, pulled out the stopper, and poured out the six-winged water snake. After being trapped in the gourd for a long time, the little snake languished, lazily coiled in a ball, its eyes were half-open and half-closed, and even the jade horns on its forehead were a little dim.

Wei Qiqi touched its cold body, found the poisonous sacs of a few poisonous spiders, and fed it food, the little snake was a little more energetic, wrapped around his fingers, and rubbed one after another, as if he was still unsatisfied.

"There is no stock, I will take you to the Valley of the Poisonous Spider tomorrow, kill now, take it now, fresh. ”

The little snake seemed to understand him, and swam down his arm to his shoulder, coiled up, and fell into a deep sleep in a moment.

Lying on the windowsill and waiting for a while, the plank road sounded familiar footsteps, he saw Yu Yao's slender figure, holding a food box in his hand, all the way to the stairs, hurriedly back to the quiet room.

Seeing the six-winged water snake on his shoulder, Yu Yao hurriedly stopped his steps, pursed his mouth in distress, and stopped talking.

Wei Qiqi put the little snake in the corner, still covering it with the Eight Maidens Fairy Screen, and said casually: "Are you afraid of snakes?"

"It's okay, I just don't like it very much, it's a little greasy. Yu Yao knelt on the ground, opened the food box, and took out a pot of wine, two wine cups, four dishes of appetizers, roe deer, wild boar, pheasant, earth dragon snake, all meat.

She rolled up her sleeves happily, poured two glasses of wine, raised her orchid fingers slightly, handed a cup to Wei Qiqi, took one for herself, and said with a smile: "Since you see a gentleman, don't you like it?" ”

Wei Qiqi touched the wine cup with her and drank it all. The wine is a good wine, mellow and fragrant, clear and sweet, Yu Yao is shallow, and he drank a cup of wine slowly, Si Swenwen ate a few pieces of meat, and the rest was all in Wei Seventeen's belly.

I don't know if it's because of the wine, under the candlelight, Yu Yao's cheeks are slightly red, her face is radiant, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows add a lot of charm.

She glanced at Wei Qiqi, gently beat the beat with her hand, and sang softly: "The bright moon and the breeze will be good." The galaxy is easy to turn, and the joy never ends. The green bottle is green, for the gentleman's consideration. If you don't drink tonight, when will you be happy?"

After a pause, he sang again: "The ice muscle and jade bones are clear and sweatless, and the wind in the water hall is full of dark fragrance." The bright moon between the curtains peeps alone, and the pillow hairpin is chaotic. The courtyard of the third watch is silent, and I see the sparse stars and the river Han. When will the west wind come? ”

In the quiet night, her voice was crisp and pleasant, thrilling, and somehow, Wei Qiqi felt some kind of ominous premonition.

Can they make it to the end together?