The cheeks of the wind were painful, and when the splendor in front of him and the sound of the wind dissipated together, the young man who was sitting on the ground could no longer find the big boss in his eyes. There was not a drop of blood, not a single piece of cloth, and there were still only the young man who bowed his head to barbecue and the fairy sister who looked down intently in the depressed courtyard, as if the big boss had never appeared.

The boy shrunk and pedaled a pair of shabby straw sandals that showed half of the soles of his feet, and he realized that he was only a short inch away from the gate of the temple.

An inch of life, an inch of death.

The young man's unquenched simplicity and conscience pulled him as he took his last step towards the Yellow Spring.

A black shadow flew towards him, and the young man hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it, and the black shadow fell in his hand, and by the light of the fire, he could see that it was a money bag with some weight.

"Go into the city and find a good place to go, don't get caught by the grass cowards again. The young man skillfully flipped the pieces of fragrant meat on the branches, picked up a bunch and stood up and walked to the young man's side, stuffed it into the young man's palm, and patted him on the shoulder, "Go down the mountain." ”

The boy's eyes were warm, and he staggered to his feet. He has endured hardships since he was a child, he has never gone to school, and he can't talk about the private school gentleman's mouthful of crepe, so he only clenched the barbecue and money bag in his hand that could no longer let him starve and suffer, and bowed deeply to the young man in front of him: "Thank you, big brother." The young man looked at the woman and bowed to the end: "Thank you, Sister Fairy." ”

The young man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and walked to the side of the mountain road, puffed up his chest, as if he had mustered up courage, and turned to the woman in the firelight and shouted happily: "Sister Fairy, you are so beautiful! You are the most beautiful sister I have ever seen!"

The tip of the woman's ears moved, and she actually raised her head and smiled slightly.

The woman's smile seemed to be dawn in the young man's eyes, dispelling the gloom in his heart, and the warm wind surrounded him, blowing away the cold of the night. The boy waved his arms goodbye to the two and disappeared into the night.

When Chang Xi turned around, he found that Qing Xuan had already grabbed a string of fragrant rabbit meat, bit lightly, and tore off a steaming shredded piece of meat to chew gently. Maybe it was hot, Qing Xuan's red lips opened slightly, and she hurriedly fanned the wind with her hands, completely forgetting her ability to control the wind.

After swallowing the rabbit meat that was so delicious that she almost swallowed her tongue together, Qing Xuan asked slowly, "Is there any resemblance between him and you before when you are so attentive to that young man?"

Chang Xi turned the branch in his hand: "I used to be in a similar situation to this young man, and I was tired every day. It's just that I'm slightly better than him, and I didn't get caught by those grass coars. ”

Qing Xuan's movement to his lips froze. She only knew Chang Xi's majestic posture in the Kuixing Pavilion and the Nine Peaks Outer Gate Competition, but she didn't know that there was such a sad past behind him.

Looking at Qing Xuan, who was stunned, Chang Xi couldn't help but laugh for a while, "Aren't you the same?" for fear that my bloody sword would frighten this young man, I just used the Dust Rolling Technique to throw the blood-stained corpse into the distance. The young man called you a fairy sister, and he was so happy that he made you. ”

When Qing Xuan heard this, a flush suddenly appeared on her pretty cheeks, and she poked out half of her snow-white goose neck and argued: "That young man has a simple heart and has not been stained with karma, so helping him is just a handy effort." Besides, this girl is sinking into the fish and falling into the goose and closing the moon and the moon is ashamed, how can she not be a fairy sister to him?

Unable to stand up to Qing Xuan's pungent temperament, Chang Xi decisively chose to disarm and surrender, and obediently handed over the last skewer of barbecue to calm the anger of this aunt.

Qing Xuan was eating barbecue, and suddenly remembered the news that he had left in the inner gates of each peak a few days ago, and asked quietly in a low voice: "I heard that you Tianxiu Peak Inner Gate carried out a C-level mission a few days ago, and you are still involved in it, is it true?"

Chang Xi glanced at Qing Xuan's curious eyes and snorted.

Qing Xuan subconsciously patted her towering chest and gasped.

She knew the name of the C-class mission. After she entered the inner gate, she had also seen some senior brothers in the inner gate of Qingyun Peak perform C-level missions. A complete squad formation, and when it comes back, it is already scattered. The two disciples of the Foundation Building Realm who cultivated to the end never returned to the mountain, and the senior brothers who were able to achieve the Jindan Realm were also severely injured. Senior Sister Li of Qi Fengfeng said that if she came back late for a moment and a half, she would not be able to save her.

In a Class C mission with such a high casualty rate, Chang Xi was unscathed? Qing Xuan hurriedly pulled Chang Xi's sleeve, and her eyes flashed with curiosity.

Chang Xi pondered for a moment, pushed away the skewer of barbecue that was about to be rubbed on the sleeve tube without a trace, and slowly talked about what happened that day. His tone was very flat, as if he was telling someone else's story, but it was precisely this kind of unwavering and undisguised words that touched people's hearts the most.

Qing Xuan was quiet and listened very carefully.

No matter how long the story is, there is always a time to finish it, but Qing Xuan carefully wrote down the many methods of the evil cultivators of the ten thousand demons in Chang Xi's oral statement, and argued with Chang Xi one by one. She had never had direct contact with the Ten Thousand Demon Cultivators, which was her fatal shortcoming. She struggled to absorb useful information so that she could have a better chance of surviving in the face of an enemy in the future. Chang Xi looked at the side face of the girl with a serious face beside her, and her heartstrings moved slightly.

"In that case, let's give it a try. ”

Chang Xi was stunned when he heard this, but saw that Qing Xuan was already eager to try.

Qing Xuan swallowed the last piece of barbecue meat in his hand and said, "Since we are going to arrive at the Lingyu Mine tomorrow, let's have a competition, and we know the strength of our teammates, won't we be able to cooperate better?"

Hearing Qing Xuan say this, Chang Xi was also interested, "How do you compare?"

"Hasn't it already begun?" The corners of Qing Xuan's mouth suddenly raised a sly arc, let go of the branch in his hand, and under Chang Xi's dumbfounded gaze, he disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the branch still stagnant in mid-air and did not fall.

What kind of body is this?!

Chang Xi was shocked in his heart, the moment Qing Xuan, who was still in a half-squatting position, disappeared, the flames of the bonfire in front of him were not moving, and the control of the wind by the single-attribute wind spirit root had reached such a terrifying point?

It has been a long time since a disciple of the same generation can give him such invisible pressure, and Chang Xi has no intention of keeping his hands any longer. Once the top three demon disciples outside Qingyun Peak, Chang Xi did not dare to slack off at all.

"Flash!"

With the flames dancing wildly, the Thrilling Flash, which was ready to go, was launched to the extreme. Chang Xi asked himself that he was not slow in terms of pure speed, but when it came to skill or agility, he was more than a star and a half worse than Qing Xuan.

In the eyes of ordinary monks, the ubiquitous wind is like a thick wall, which cannot be bypassed, so you have to use brute force to pass through it. But Qing Xuan has a single-attribute wind spirit root, which is naturally different from others.

I saw that the wind dancing around her body retracted and clinged to her delicate body, a pair of jade feet stepped on the wind, and the phantom of the green lotus in full bloom was hidden under her feet. The green lotus jade on the snow-white instep and the hanging jade rope pendant between the waist and hips flashed with a hazy blue light that was difficult to see with the naked eye, increasing the cyan spiritual power that moved with the rhythm of the delicate body, and a string of green ropes swayed as lively as a fishtail in the water.

That is her most proud body, Qinglian step.

The trail of the wind was all holes and gaps in her eyes. Every time the cyan spiritual power moves, it cleverly separates the oncoming wind, minimizes the resistance, and walks through the wind at high speed with a flexible posture that others can't imagine, but you can't see half of the figure.

The golden blood has been subtly changing and strengthening Chang Xi's various organs, including his double pupils, although he has never practiced any pupil techniques, but at this moment, those golden blue eyes are not angry and arrogant. Although Qing Xuan was fast, the fluctuating spiritual power still couldn't escape the pair of eyes that contained dragon might.

A flash of light emerged from Chang Xi's neck without warning, and deceived Chang Xi from behind him. Chang Xi's figure was motionless, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised, his fingertips lightly touched the scabbard, only to hear the babbling of the spirit of the heavenly desolation in his heart, and the mysterious runes engraved on the scabbard suddenly lit up. The fingertips were lightly clasped like throwing stones into a lake, and a powerful spiritual release wave shook like ripples, breaking the flow of wind in the courtyard and forcing a cyan figure behind him out of its original form.

When he turned around, the moon rainbow was already out of its sheath, Chang Xi looked at the slender short sword in Qing Xuan's hand that exuded a slightly dangerous aura, and couldn't help but stare at it, "Fish intestines?"

Qing Xuan smiled and nodded, and from the extra leg ring on his left leg, he took out a double-pointed short dagger with many cold blood grooves flowing with blue light, and said coquettishly: "Come again." ”

Chang Xi crossed the sword's chest, and the crystal sword body reflected his smiling face.

"Don't cry if you lose. ”