Chapter 202: Canglong's Seven Nights of Blood Blooms

Above the canopy, there are thousands of imprints, and if you look closely, there are only eight details.

Canglong, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, the four spirits of the sky, with the four directions. The four spirits are divided into twenty-eight nights, the eastern green dragon, the body is on the left, and it is the seven nights of the dragon.

The seven dwellings of the dragon are horns, hyper, deuterium, room, heart, tail, and kei. The Seven Nights refer to the whirlwind formed by the swinging of the dragon's horns, throat, forefeet, chest, dragon's heart, dragon's tail, and dragon's tail.

And this canopy, the complicated little stars don't care first, and the one who is as bright as the morning sun is out of eight. Except for the Seven Nights, the one with the most brilliant light is the dragon's eye.

Canglong turned his head sideways, and the dragon's eyes only saw one of them, but they were clear and bright, shining, and the heart of hope was empty, and a thought sank.

Leng Xiao suddenly came back to his senses, there was still a trace of surprise in his eyes, and suddenly he looked sideways, and on the ground, there was a purple and red flower, its color was like blood, but it was deep and dark, gorgeous and purple, seductive, not like everything in the world, as if it was born in hell.

His eyes suddenly darkened, but it was Jiao Fei who pointed at his temple. Leng Xiao suddenly had a splitting headache, but he was very sober.

His eyes opened slightly, and Jiao Fei's face was full of indifference, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a touch of yearning and reverence, and even a trace of ambition from the deepest part of his heart was growing and spreading.

"This demon spirit realm, Jiao has been here once. ”

In Leng Xiao's ears, Jiao Fei's voice suddenly echoed. He should be familiar with this voice, but deep in this voice, it contains a bit of inexplicable meaning.

He let out a few shallow moans in his throat, not like chanting a mantra, as if he was just jumping, he suddenly closed his eyes, and after a breath, when he opened his eyes again, he had already concealed the madness that had arisen from restlessness in his heart.

"This is, Dragon's Tomb. ”

The four words lightly stirred Leng Xiao's heart for a moment. From Jiao Fei's tone, he heard a trace of indifference and a trace of certainty.

It's just that after Jiao Fei spit out these four words, he sighed lightly and said with a little dazedness: "Canglong Qisu How can you live eight in your life, this dragon eye should not be lit." ”

Leng Xiao raised his feet slightly, just because the purple and red flower on the ground had already bloomed under his feet, he could only fly up to avoid contamination.

"This flower is the evil thoughts of the green dragon, if it is contaminated, it will be restless at light, and it will go mad at worst. ”

Between the words, Jiao Fei was already flying, side by side with Leng Xiao. And this purple and red flower, waving in the wind, is like a beautiful woman holding a light veil, the lights are shining in the thin tent, and the beautiful man is always alone, and the beauty is invited.

This is not an illusion, but it is a trace of desire in the depths of people's hearts, not to mention greed and hatred, it is a drink, a peck, a smile, all are desires. A sage without desire can be described as heartless. Born as a human being, who can have no desire?

"Here, Brother Jiao has been here?"

Listening to Leng Xiao's question, a faint smile rose at the corner of Jiao Fei's mouth, but it revealed a touch of treachery, which made people dislike it.

He didn't respond to Leng Xiao's words, but just said to himself: "Qinglong is just a big demon ear. This demon domain, Jiao is happy, and the southern region, Jiao is happy. But even if you have the whole way of the world, what about it? There are immortals in people. On this day, there are nine heavens!"

He slowly clenched his fists, suddenly laughed, and only said: "Even if a certain person Jiao cultivates to the sky, he is only one person, the world is big, if he gets it, he must always be in charge of the commander, Brother Xiao, when someone is called the emperor, you are under one person, above ten thousand." ”

His words, though arrogant, seemed to be as they should be, and his heart was crazy and mad, and his ambition was comparable to that of the sky.

"Xiao said that he only loves money, not power. ”

When Jiao Fei heard this, he laughed wildly, suddenly looked sideways at Leng Xiao, his smile suddenly subsided, and his face suddenly flattened. He asked, "Brother Xiao is only Jiao's wishful thinking?"

Leng Xiao didn't say anything, and Jiao Fei continued: "Whether Brother Xiao wants it or not, this power, this money, when Jiao has it, it will always be shared with Brother Xiao." ”

As he spoke, his face suddenly became hazy, as if shrouded in a layer of mist, and when the smoke cleared, his face became clear again. was originally handsome and graceful, but it turned into an ugly and hideous image, like a dead wood soaked in water, more than half of which was decayed.

Seeing the look of shock in Leng Xiao's eyes, Jiao Fei smiled suddenly, maybe at this time, it should be called, Ghost Head Tuo.

"It seems that Brother Xiao recognizes so-and-so. Ghost Head Tuo said slowly.

"The first demon venerable ghost head tuo, the ghost demon venerable name, how can Xiao not know. ”

Leng Xiao raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, although his appearance had changed, his cultivation had not changed. He believed that this was definitely not the Ghost Head Buddha, but should be an incarnation outside the body, the art of rebirth.

Hearing this, a sneer suddenly appeared on the face of the ghost head, and said, "Brother Xiao doesn't have to be formal, just call him as usual." In addition, a certain is no longer the number one demon under Shi Yao. ”

He gently pressed Leng Xiao's shoulder, laughed lightly, and said: "With all due respect, Brother Xiao has been poisoned by a certain poison, and he needs to take the antidote once every three years, otherwise he will be burned and die." ”

Leng Xiao's eyes were closed for nearly half of the time, but his face was still calm. Jiao Fei glanced at him and withdrew his hand: "Brother Xiao is really a great person, he is not surprised, Jiao admires." ”

Between the words, he had already changed back to Jiao Fei's appearance, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"There are so many big shots, why did Xiao choose alone?"

"The things in the world, who can say clearly, maybe fate has arrived, it is at a glance. The people who have been famous for a long time are all old and well-aged, and the people under a certain seat are loyal to a certain person, and if they are not a person under a certain seat, they are forcibly pulled, and they are just grass on the wall, which is embarrassing and useful. ”

A smile suddenly appeared on Leng Xiao's face, and he said lightly: "Brother Jiao, aren't you forcibly pulling Xiao?"

"Yes, yes. ”

He shook his head slightly and said, "Then Brother Xiao, what choice do you make?"

Leng Xiao's face remained unchanged, but his words were as cold as frost, exuding a trace of murderous intent, and before he knew it, one hand had already reached Jiao Fei's heart.

It is said that the two are only three feet apart, and the probe is only for a moment.

His five fingers fell into claws, like the claws of the cangda, and the slightest murderous intent swirled around it, savage and direct. In this regard, Jiao Fei seemed to have been prepared, and suddenly turned sideways, and put his two fingers between Leng Xiao's fingers, making it difficult for Leng Xiao to advance a bit.

Facing Leng Xiao's killing move, Jiao Fei was not only annoyed, but nodded and praised: "Sure enough, it is worthy of the assets of the immortal root, compared to the first time I saw it, the cultivation can be described as fast." ”

"But if you want to defeat Jiao, it's still a lot worse. ”

Even if it is a doppelganger, it was only a mortal ear at the beginning, and it can be cultivated so far, but it is also a clone of the years and stepping on the sword mountain, just this doppelganger, the years of cultivation must also be above the cold Xiao, and it can also be seen that the ambition of the ghost head has been breeding for a long time.

After many years of subterfuge, finally at this time, when he got the opportunity, he wanted to take advantage of the situation to overturn this southern region, to overturn this world, and even go away from poverty.

Leng Xiao withdrew his hand, his eyes fell on the purple and red flowers in the distance, and said indifferently: "Three years, it is not long, it is not short, it is not short, there is only one life in this life, it is said to be free." Maybe after this demon spirit realm, a certain ambition may be known to passers-by, and become a conversation after tea and dinner for people all over the world. ”

Jiao Fei sneered and said, "In this way, Brother Xiao is going to break the net with a certain fish?"

"Brother Jiao looks down on Xiao, how dare you think of such a thing! What a character Brother Jiao is, blocking the sky and blocking the big net, a certain carp at the tip of his fingertips, giving up his fins and passing through the fine mesh, he can just escape. ”

Jiao Fei always had that symbolic smile on his face, and he could recognize this person just by looking at his lips. Leng Xiao thought back, although the ghost head was ugly and people didn't like to look at it, but this shallow smile was not exactly what he liked.

When you don't know what you mean, you laugh at it, and when you know what you mean, winter has arrived.

He looked back at where the stone gate was, and suddenly said: "Brother Xiao, you have to think about it, in the net, you can still live in peace, out of this net, the big waves are coming, I am afraid that it will overturn in an instant." ”

"Xiao has never heard of fish that are afraid of waterproof nets and water. ”

After that, Leng Xiao was far away in an instant, and he no longer paid attention to Jiao Fei, at least, Jiao Fei still had a truth, that is, he was by no means Jiao Fei's opponent at this moment.

But if Jiao Fei wanted to stop him, it would not be easy.

Leng Xiao walked towards the entrance of the village, but Jiao Fei did the opposite, restrained his breath, and approached the stone gate.

It was when Leng Xiao's figure swept to the entrance of the village, a roar suddenly came from the direction of the stone gate, the sky was darker, and the seven nights of the dragon were more distinct, and the eighth night was like the second round of the sun in the sky, lighting up the night and reflecting the world vividly.

The purple and red flowers, under this starlight, are flashed with a little dreamy color, like life, glamorous or beautiful, sloppy or not, after all, it is just a dream bubble.

As a result, the purple and red flowers, like a dream bubble, slowly withered.

There was a hint of coldness from his fingertips, this gorgeous flower, which looked hot, was as cold as ice.

Leng Xiao suddenly came back to his senses, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. At this moment, he was tiptoeing between the gaps in the flowers, his fingers lightly touching a purple and red petal.

When this flower withers, it is so beautiful. I don't know what it will be like when it blooms? Unfortunately, when he saw it, the flowers were already all over the mountains.

Absolutely beautiful things, perhaps with a smile and a smile, are extremely beautiful, but since ancient times, the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are.

Perhaps, he shouldn't have touched it, but he did.

At this moment, what he was thinking about was not the beauty of this purple and red flower, not Jiao Fei's ambition, not the master's life of the Blue Scar Sect, not the hatred of the Heavenly Holy Land.

Ratherβ€”a blank slate.

Perhaps, in this blankness, there should have been colors, as brilliant as this star, as gorgeous as this flower, as quiet as this night, such asβ€”now, only purity remains.

"The ghost-faced spider of the ghost-headed Tuo's body, the poison of the ghost-faced spider that is distracted from cultivation, hehe. ”

That petal of purple and red flowers slowly decayed in Leng Xiao's hands, scattered into mud, and in his heart, he was as calm as water from beginning to end, without restlessness, let alone going mad.

Jiao Fei can't deceive him on such trivial matters, then, if he loses his mind for a moment, it can be regarded as restless. He smiled, and his smile chilled.

No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't remember when he was poisoned by Jiao Fei. It's just that Jiao Fei couldn't have imagined that a little demon clan cultivator would have such a close relationship with Lingque Valley.

If there are still a few people in the world who can solve the poison of the ghost-faced spider who is distracted, the ghost head himself is not counted, and the Spirit Bird Valley must be counted as one of them.

Thinking back then, Chen Han's incident, if he could have been more attentive and went to Lingque Valley to seek medicine, maybe Chen Han's end would not have been so miserable.

"Ruins, ghost-faced spider venom, Lu Li Qingguangkou. ”

He shook his head slowly, and the ground, above the corpse of the purple and red flowers, bloomed again with a new round of brilliance.

He straightened up and stepped out.

Leng Xiao's eyes were indifferent, and his eyes were dark. When it was clear in front of him again, the blood-stained stone door came into view again. And not far in front of him, dozens of monks worked together, there were demon cultivators, and there were also Terran monks.

And the peach, who had long since left, was also in the crowd, catching up with the lion and tiger spirit beast.

This spirit beast is so strong, if they don't bully more and less, I'm afraid they won't be able to take the next move. Now, these two conveniences just depend on who can't support it first.

Not far from his side, Jiao Fei stood there quietly, not stained with dust, except for a folding fan, as if watching the fire from the other side, and his heart was not in a hurry.

"The heavens are round, but here and there are circles with the heavens, and they are in a cage. Brother Xiao tossed and turned, but he still came here. ”

Although he was talking to Leng Xiao, his eyes fell on the stone gate. At this moment, the stone door opened, and the entrance of the cave rose deeply, and the bottom was like hell, silent.

But the rich aura fluctuations alone are intoxicating. This aura is not as mixed as the outside world, it is soft and pure, no matter if there are treasures below, just cultivating in this aura can be a thousand miles a day.

Jiao Fei's body moved, and he suddenly rushed towards the entrance of the cave. The lion and tiger spirit beast, which was originally fighting with everyone, suddenly roared at this moment, stirring up a layer of sound.

Leng Xiao's center of gravity immediately sank, and he was almost about to be thrown out.

And Jiao Fei was still struggling to hold on, and a peach blossom suddenly bloomed beside him, blowing him away in one breath.

"Boy, I'm waiting here desperately, do you still want to reap the benefits?"

Jiao Fei coughed up a mouthful of blood, and a hideous blood hole was blown out of his waist. He swallowed a pill indifferently and smiled: "The seniors are laughing, how dare the juniors, but they just want to distract the beast and help the seniors." ”

As soon as his words fell, a faint hint of killing intent flashed in Peach's eyes, and he said coldly: "If you have no ability, look at it, if you add to the chaos, Tao will ask you to be the bait of this beast." ”

Jiao Fei smiled and said nothing, but it was the human race self-cultivation who sneered: "I'm afraid that this move of the little brother will not only distract a beast!"

"Dog thief in white, do you want to die?"

"Your Excellency's garments are not black. And so said the man in white.

Although the two of them exchanged a few words, they didn't dare to take it seriously, once they messed up, they were afraid that they would be crushed by this lion and tiger spirit beast in an instant. And the others also persuaded two words, which can be regarded as moving a step for the two.

In addition to Leng Xiao and Jiao Fei, there are less than ten Jindan monks, and there are two hands, but if there are survivors, I am afraid that Leng Xiao is the second.

The land is dyed with a crimson color, this purple and red flower, but it is born by blood?