Although more than three months have passed, every time he thinks of Yan Ruoyi, remembering the situation when she teased him, Jingchen is secretly ashamed, hearing this, his face is even more inexplicably red, and he said: "Good and good, although the demon likes to hurt people's lives and suck people's essence to practice magic skills, but the means are not so vicious, the people she injured are all young and prime, and they did not hurt young children and women, and the monsters here are dedicated to hurting young children, and regardless of men and women, the two are completely different, in my opinion, this matter and Xiaohe Village are not the same demon who did it." ”

His analysis was clear and reasonable, Ling Xuan couldn't help but suddenly say, "Since this matter was not done by that demon fox, can Senior Brother Jingchen know what kind of demon did this?"

Jingchen hesitated for a moment, saw that there were no outsiders around, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Ling, I can't hide it, I once heard my master Zhiwen mention that there is a mysterious place in the south of this place, called the Ten Thousand Immortal Blood Cave, shrouded in fog all year round, mortals can't get close, that is, people who cultivate immortals and Buddhas, without the protection of the flying sword magic weapon, they can't get close." Among the five sects of the Demon Sect, the Red Immortal Sect is among them. Everyone in the world knows that the Red Ghost King, the leader of the Red Immortal Sect, cultivates the Nine Ways of Blood-devouring Spirit Infants, this method is boundlessly evil, and it is necessary to collect a large number of blood of boys and girls to supplement the cultivation of Mahayana. I suspect that this matter was done by the demon cult of the Red Immortal Sect. ”

Red Ghost King, Nine Ways of Blood-Devouring Spirit Infant ...... These familiar names are like a sharp knife, peeling off the cocoon, peeling off the layers of camouflage on Ling Xuan's appearance, and the unbearable past under it is surging, and the strands rush to his heart. Thinking back on the past and chewing on the sadness, he lost his mind a little.

Seeing this, Jingchen didn't expect the tragic destruction of the Second Extreme Sect, so he asked, "Senior Brother Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Xuan shook his head and said, "It's okay, I just think of some of the past, and I can't help but feel a little sad." ”

Jingchen suddenly remembered that Ling Xuan was carrying the unbearable past, knowing that his words had unconsciously aroused the grief in his heart, so he persuaded: "Good and good, the past is like smoke, Senior Brother Ling, let it go with the wind, those demon cult evildoers, who have done many evils, will inevitably be punished by God, the so-called is not not to report, but the time has not come." ”

Hearing this, Ling Xuan's heart felt a little better, and said, "Thank you Senior Brother Jingchen for your comfort, I'm not in the way." By the way, Senior Brother, since this matter was done by the Red Immortal Sect, why don't we go directly to the door, so that we can seek justice for the villagers of Wangjia Village?"

Jingchen looked frightened, and said: "Amitabha, the people of the Demon Sect, unlike the wild fox of the mountain manhole, they are not only powerful, but also complex, and have a great relationship, and they are on par with the righteous path of the Immortal Buddha. ”

Ling Xuan knew very well that this was true, the people of the Demon Sect were indeed different from the kind of mandrill ghosts, they were human beings, but what they took and cultivated was contrary to the people in the righteous path, they were organized and powerful, and it was not easy to fight, and the kind of mandrill ghosts and ghosts were mostly cultivated by trees, stones, birds and beasts in the mountains, but they were much easier to deal with.

After a little thought, Ling Xuan knew that he was reckless, and at that moment, he hurriedly said, "How is this good?"

Jingchen said: "Senior Brother Ling, things should not be rushed here, tomorrow, I will go back to the mountain first, and after explaining the matter to the family teacher, it is not too late for the family teacher to make a decision." ”

Since this matter involves the Demon Sect, only one or two people really can't turn the tide, and it would be better to leave this matter to Master Zhiwen to decide, if the people in the righteous path work together to fight against it, just a Red Immortal Sect, why be afraid?

Immediately, Ling Xuan nodded in agreement. The two chatted for a while, Ling Xuan was absent-minded and gloomy because he was thinking about the affairs of the Erji Sect, and Jingchen knew that he was once again caught in the nostalgia of the past and couldn't extricate himself, so he comforted him for a while, and then said goodbye and went back. As soon as he left, Ling Xuan was the only one left in the house, and the silence was terrifying.

Ling Xuan was lying on the bed, thinking about the past, he had no intention of sleeping, the candlelight flickered, and the faint light shone on his handsome face, looking a little pale and a little weak. Outside the window, the moon is like water, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and from time to time there are a few owl cooing sounds from the mountains, and sometimes there is a wild cat's scream, like a baby's cry, and like the wailing of a wronged soul, listening to the creepy.

Ling Xuan stared at the top of his head with wide eyes, three or four long-legged mosquitoes were buzzing back and forth, and when he saw the flesh on his face, he screamed and bitten down, and had a full meal.

Ling Xuan didn't realize it at all, so he stared at the top of his head in a daze, in front of him, a white figure like a fairy of the Nine Heavens was dancing, dancing endlessly, dancing endlessly, with many thoughts and sorrows. The bright and charming smile, like a cold spring in the hot summer, is not refreshing, Ling Xuan looked at it, and smiled stupidly, but two crystal tears secretly rolled down from the corners of his eyes, startling the whole night of melancholy.

Suddenly, there were a few squeaks outside the window, Ling Xuan sat up suddenly, looked up, but saw a palm-sized fiery red bird, flapping its wings and flying towards him, it was the red feather that followed Shangguan Bingyu.

Ling Xuan bypassed the red feathers flying from the front, leaned on the window and looked out, but when he saw the shadow of the tree, the moonlight was hazy, and a red shadow was mixed with it, and he quickly swept into the distance.

Looking at the red shadow, Ling Xuan was inexplicably happy in his heart, and shouted loudly, "Senior Sister Shangguan, is it you?"

The red shadow finally disappeared under the hazy moonlight, and between heaven and earth, only a hazy piece and the shadow of the tree remained, and all that answered him was the scream of a wild cat from time to time.

"Senior Sister Shangguan!"

Ling Xuan shouted again, but he was not sure if it was Shangguan Bingyu, so he did not chase after him. He turned around and saw the red feather flapping his wings, flying up and down in front of his eyes, looking extremely happy, but Ling Xuan couldn't be happy at all.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the red feather, glared at it, made a fierce appearance, and said: "Stinky bird, heavy color and light friends, I said that you can bear to abandon your friends for several years like this, hmph, now I don't care about you." ”

The small body of the bird with red feathers was held in his hand entirely, exposing the bird's head above the neck. Ling Xuan was angry in his heart, he didn't know the weight of his hand, he was holding it like this, the red feather was very uncomfortable, and from time to time the bird's eyes rolled sideways, as if he was about to turn his back on it, but it rubbed the small bird's head against Ling Xuan's tiger's mouth back and forth, making an intimate and flattering gesture.

The fluffy comfort in his hand went straight to his heart, and seeing that Red Feather was so flattering, Ling Xuan couldn't help but feel a little more comfortable, he let go of it, and Red Feather was like being amnesty, and hurriedly flapped his wings and flew to his shoulder and squatted down, stretching his neck and rubbing back and forth on his face. Ling Xuan suddenly felt crisp~ Itchy was unbearable, and he smiled: "Okay, okay, I'm not angry, you, don't rub it!"

Although he didn't know why Red Feather suddenly came back, and why Shangguan Bingyu refused to come in to meet him, with Red Feather as his companion, Ling Xuan couldn't help but feel that he was no longer so lonely. He walked back to the bed and played with Red Feather for a while, and unconsciously, a sleepiness struck, just as he was drowsy and about to enter the cultivation state of the Black Immortal Decision, when a burst of pure dust suddenly came from next door: "Demon, leave!"

All the sleepiness receded like a tide in an instant, Ling Xuan turned over and sat up, hurriedly ran to the Jingchen room, and just pulled the door and ran out, he saw several black shadows flashing in front of him, and quickly fled into the dense forest on the right hand side and fled, and then, he saw Jingchen chasing after him, looking panicked.

Ling Xuan hurriedly stretched out his hand to clamp him and asked, "Senior brother, what happened?"

Jingchen said quickly: "That demon cult villain, taking advantage of the night, wanted to kill boys and girls again, but fortunately I bumped into them, and they fled in a hurry. ”

As soon as Ling Xuan's face changed, he chased after the dense forest on the right, and said, "Senior brother, let's chase quickly!"

At that moment, Jingchen chased him out, and behind the two of them, Red Feather flapped his wings and followed quickly.

In a moment, the two of them chased hundreds of zhang, and they had already gone deep into the dense forest, but they saw that the surrounding trees were lined up, like water and moonlight through the layers of branches and leaves, and bunches of mottled bunches were sprinkled on the ground, and the woods were quiet and deep, and the demon cult villain had long since disappeared.

The two of them searched around for a while, but there was still no trace of the demon cult villains, and they couldn't help but be a little discouraged knowing that they might have escaped tonight. The two walked together, and Ling Xuan said, "Count them as fast as they escape!" Senior Brother Jingchen, whose baby is that baby, can they get it?"

PS: Ask for collections, ask for tickets ~~~