Chapter 19 Chapter 8 Blood Myrtle Shadow

When Xiao Yiqing walked out of the barrier, she immediately heard piercing wailing above the river. The blood-red figure was only in half, with a child-like stature, but revealed a terrifying ferocity.At this moment, its owner has lost the ability to resist, but he is not dead, but subconsciously let out a cry of pain. The vampire descended on the mage's body, broke open his chest, and greedily ate the bloody liver--so vicious and impatient, he didn't even notice when he approached. The strong smell of blood almost made Xiao Yi feel suffocated, he almost couldn't help coughing, but silently, he turned his wrist, rolled up the saber wind sharply, and threw himself at the vampire that was devouring his master on the ground.When he made a move, he used a move that he had never used before—it was the exorcism sword technique that was passed down all the way from southern Xinjiang.

He has learned a lot, and he has never even shown many martial arts in front of others. Tingxue Louzhu has studied under the Xuegu old man who is like a flying fairy on land in the legends of the rivers and lakes.The old man Xuegu has achieved all kinds of martial arts in his life, and he can be called a leader in martial arts in any aspect.The lax-tempered old man only accepted two disciples: the eldest disciple Xiao Yiqing and the female disciple Chi Xiaotai. Chi Xiaotai was in the civil turmoil in Tingxue Tower because of an alliance with Gao Mengfei.The rebellion failed, but Tingxue, who had always been decisive, showed his weak side. Instead of killing her, he only ordered this little junior sister who grew up together to be imprisoned for life.Xuegu's mantle, he is the only one left in the world to inherit it.

When the wind of the knife touched the blood ghost, the greedy gourmand jumped up screaming, turned his head, his eyes glowed red, and threw the flesh and blood in his hand towards Xiao Yiqing, his hands free to support the ground, and instantly Jumped away, as fast as the wind. The Xiying Knife cut into Xue Guijiang's shoulder, and cut off a piece of flesh - but at that moment, Xiao Yiqing had a strange feeling, as if the knife in her hand had cut into a quagmire, and a sticky and trembling feeling ran along the edge of the knife. Passing it into the palm of his hand, he was startled suddenly, remembering that the poison from the vampire might be able to reach it through weapons, so he quickly tapped his foot and fled it back.

The mass of flesh and blood flitted past his temples, emitting a vicious stench that made one want to vomit. Xue Guijiang also obviously suffered a lot from the Xiying knife, his low roar was full of 120,000 points of anger, and he ran towards the place where his lower body was, alternating his hands.However, under the injury, the speed of the blood ghost has slowed down, and the concentration of the bloody smell has also faded, showing that the ghost that has just swallowed its master is currently in a weak state. Not far away, the half of the vampire that had just been cut in half by a knife and a sword was still walking around in place. Because he had no eyesight, he couldn't know where the other half was.

Xiao Yiqing coughed, but her figure didn't stop for a moment—how could he make the vampire come back together? However, just as he was running out with his feet ready to intercept and kill Gui Jiang, suddenly, he seemed to hear a very light wind in the air.It was as if in the night sky, some bird landed with fluttering wings, stirring up frost all over the sky. However, Xiao Yiqing's hand suddenly stopped. There are masters... The kind of spiritual power and murderous aura surging from behind suddenly made Tingxuelou's master's body and mind freeze like an ethereal-the threat behind him was far greater than that vampire descending, and he was full of energy. Immediately shifted, the body stood still, but did not look back.Because the pressure coming from behind is so great, I am afraid that all the killing intent will be triggered when he looks back.

The man made no footsteps. Xiao Yiqing realized this in astonishment - he could only judge the opponent's position based on the intensity of the murderous intent!Slowly exerting force with his fingers, he adjusted the Xiying Knife to the most suitable position in the palm of his hand.It was obvious that he also knew the murderous aura suddenly gathered on his body, so he stopped in his steps and couldn't even hear his breathing. There was a cold and sharp light in Xiao Yiqing's eyes: such a formidable opponent, he actually sold the empty door behind his back to the opponent from the very beginning.

Who's here...is—— "Qing Lan." Suddenly, an extremely faint voice resounded on Wangchuan, shattering the suffocating tranquility.The white-clothed man who descended from mid-air riding the phantom beast originally stopped when he was approaching Xiao Yiqing's back, but at this moment he heard the voice, and suddenly turned his head to look at the place where the voice came from... That, that was Ming'er's voice. The moment he turned his head, Xiying Dao slammed his hand, bringing out a haze of emptiness and slashing towards him.Jia Ruo didn't have time to look back, but with the strength of his toes, he suddenly floated three feet away like a ghost.At the same time, he pointed out his hand and grabbed it in the air very quickly, as if the air suddenly condensed, and a piece of ice appeared in the priest's hand instantly, blocking the blade.

The moment they touched each other, coldness invaded from the edge of the blade, causing Xiao Yiqing's wrist to tremble.Although he heard that Master Xue's knife was only for forcing the opponent away rather than hurting anyone, and did not touch the priest, Jia Ruo's eyes also changed.The fierce true qi from the blade had already collided with the "qi" condensed by himself. The figures of the two intertwined, and the strike was swift, with a "chi", the Xiying knife cut through Jia Ruo's belt, but Jia Ruo didn't dodge at all, and when his fingers swiped out, there was a faint blue arc in the air, cutting towards Xiao Yiqing neck.

A round of confrontation was as fast as the wind and lightning, Xiao Yiqing had already stood still when they joined and parted.The two stood facing each other, the vampire Jiang presumably ran away, it was surprisingly quiet for a while, only the water of Wangchuan flowed. Jia Ruo's fingers slowly tightened: "Listen to Master Xue, tonight you disturbed my lantern transmission meeting, and killed me to teach You Dharma Protector Qinghui—this matter must not be good." Xiao Yi was slightly surprised, looking at the blurred pool of flesh and blood on the edge of the river—it turned out that the person who presided over the Lantern Ceremony just now was the right protector who was second only to the high priest in the Moon Worship Sect. No wonder, he could control such a blood ghost drop.

Jiaruo took a step back, pulled Taotie, and stood under the moon, the moonlight sprinkled all over his clothes like water.Looking at Tingxue Louzhu who was close at hand, the eyes of the priest in white were as cold as ice.Xiao Yiqing didn't speak, but in the silence, there was a brilliance on the Xiying knife, which was obviously the concentration of true strength. Killing intent filled the air.Suddenly, there was a soft "pop", and something fell to the ground. Jia Ruo looked down at the things that had fallen on the ground, his eyes suddenly focused—he raised his head like lightning, and looked at Tingxue Louzhu.

Xiao Yiqing was startled by that look. In that look, there was loneliness, shock, and... murderous intent, as well as extremely complicated emotions that could not be expressed. The high priest of the Moon Worship Sect slowly bent down, picked up the amulet that fell from Xiao Yiqing's neck, held it in his palm, watched it carefully, and did not speak.The warm sandalwood pressed against his palm, and the ramie threads were all cut off by something—it should be that he cut the amulet's rope just now when he slashed towards Xiao Yiqing's neck. Jia Ruo's expression changed rapidly. amulet.The amulet he gave Ming'er ten years ago...was on this person. He slowly clenched the sandalwood amulet, put his hand back against his forehead, lowered his eyes and smiled wryly.The jewels on his brow ring hurt his hand. The priest in white suddenly sneered again, and spoke to the woman in scarlet clothes behind him—"Ming'er, the call you made just now was to distract me to warn Xiao Yiqing—isn't it?" A murderous look flashed between his brows, however, no one answered after a long time.Jia Ruo was stunned, as if suddenly recovered from the sound, remembered something, and suddenly asked urgently: "Ming'er, are you injured?!" "Ming'er, listening to your voice just now, are you injured?" Jia Ruo's face became even more serious when he couldn't hear Ah Jing's answer behind him. After asking, he couldn't help turning around and looking at the forest by the river The three women in the enchantment. Ah Jing was already on the ground, and the blue-shirted girl beside her was holding down the corpse poison in her neck, but she was about to cry: "Miss Jing, why are you talking! I told you that I can't speak... This time, how about this time... Landlord! Landlord!" Xiao Yiqing's heart skipped a beat, knowing that just now Ah Jing tried to speak out to warn her, and the corpse poison occurred more quickly. "Blood ghost descending?" Seeing the terrifying gray spread on Ah Jing's face, Jia Ruo immediately recognized what kind of poison was taking place, and his expression changed even more, "The corpse poison is about to enter the brain—" He couldn't stand anymore, so he rushed over to check Ah Jing's injury. However, holding Miss Jing's weak water, when the priest rushed over, his expression changed drastically, and the formation was immediately destroyed. The phoenix tree planted on the barrier suddenly grew rapidly, intertwining branches and leaves, densely covering the formation. A barrier. Xiao Yiqing stood there, looking at Jia Ruo's back—even though she was facing a strong enemy, she was suddenly in a trance listening to the master Xue. He...he actually turned around.How dare he turn his back on him!Just to confirm Ah Jing's injury, the high priest of the Moon Worship Sect turned around like this, leaving all the empty doors behind him to the powerful enemy. Hearing the slow change in Xuezhuzhu's eyes, the fingers on the Xiying knife became heavier and relaxed several times. "The pearl of rice grains also shines brightly." Seeing the phoenix tree growing slowly in front of him, Jia Ruo just sneered slightly, stretched out his fingers, and suddenly cut off one of the branches. red blood.However, those trees without roots and roots grew faster, and more branches spread over in an instant, filling the gap. Ruo Shui in the formation supported the fainted girl Jing, looked at the seriously injured junior sister Ye Huo, and kept chanting spells, his nervous hands trembling slightly - the opponent was Jia Ruo, a teacher of Baiyue Sect who couldn't even fight against his master High Priest!She didn't know how long she could last. "The spiritual power is good." Looking at the speed of the growth of the branches, Jia Ruo showed a hint of admiration in his eyes, but seeing Ah Jing's face was so ashamed that he didn't have the heart to say anything else. A large section of the upper Phoenix tree was cut off in the middle. Ruoshui's body trembled, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, but he never gave up, and he pinched his heart and recited the formula even faster. "Weak Water, let him in." Suddenly, Xiao Yiqing behind Jia Ruo spoke.There was a loud clang, the sound of Xiying knife being put into its sheath——Listening to Master Xue looking at the priest's back for a long time, he finally restrained the murderous look in his eyes, and ordered lightly. "Ming'er?" The white-clothed priest rushed in, pushed away Ruo Shui and supported Ah Jing's shoulder, and quickly touched the wound on the scarlet-clothed woman's shoulder to inspect it.There, the blood from the wound had turned into a strange green, and Ah Jing's face was covered in a piece of gray, which seemed to be alive, slowly extending from the shoulder to the forehead. "It's all...it's all our fault." When Ruoshui saw Miss Jing's face, she knew something was going to happen, the poison had already spread to Yintang, even if the master came here at this moment, he would be powerless to recover.She was anxious and regretful at the same time, and couldn't hold back her fear any longer, so she burst into tears: "If it wasn't for saving Junior Sister Yehuo, Miss Jing... Miss Jing wouldn't have been hurt either." Jia Ruo glanced at the unconscious girl in red from the corner of her eyes, and obviously recognized the daughter of the old man in Yan Shanzhai, but his expression was even colder: "If something happens to Ming'er, you meager lives will cost you a thousand lives!" It's not enough!" Ignoring the others, he took off the gemstone from the forehead ring, held it in his hand, and pressed the wound on Ah Jing's shoulder. The moonlight shone on him, and in a trance, the moonlight in the palm of his hand seemed to penetrate his hand, making the palm of the priest seem transparent.What's even more strange is that it seemed that the dead gray was pulled by some force, and it stopped spreading to the forehead of the woman in scarlet clothes. At the same time, a strange black streak rose from Jia Ruo's pale hands, slowly flowing He stretched his arms up. Knowing that the other party did not have any hostility towards Ah Jing, Xiao Yiqing watched from the side and did not stop him. However, seeing the scene in front of him, there was a flash of light in his eyes: he also saw that it was healing the poison—Jia Ruo was using the power of the moon soul to slowly transfer the corpse poison in Ah Jing's body to himself body! Seeing that line of black stretching upwards like a little snake along Jia Ruo's elbow, Xiao Yiqing lowered her eyes and asked softly after a long time: "How?" Jia Ruo's already pale face became even more translucent. He sighed softly and let go of his hand: "I'm not optimistic. I can't dissolve the poison of the corpse myself. I can only divide half of the poison from her body to temporarily prevent the poison from entering the brain." .” When he let go of his hand, Ah Jing's complexion became better, the ashes of death gradually faded from his face, and his breathing began to be regular. The priest in white leaned her body on his shoulder, freed his hand to hang the sandalwood amulet back around her neck, tied a knot at the break of the rope, and frowned: "How can you be so careless?" Listening to Xue Louzhu couldn't help but startled, suddenly there was a smile on the corner of his lips—— "Oh...heh, look what I said?" Jia Ruo immediately knew that his words were ridiculous, and looked up at Xiao Yiqing, with a wry smile on his pale face, shook his head, and handed Ah Jing over to Dai Ruoshui, who was puzzled by the sidelines, stood up, "I'll talk about other things later—we have to take care of the Lord Devourer's vampire first, otherwise the poison in Ming'er's body will explode endlessly." Xiao Yiqing looked back at the river, the place was empty, even the lower half of the vampire that had been amputated by their joint efforts was gone, obviously the escaped ghost had already reunited. Jia Ruo looked at the messy pool of flesh and blood on the edge of the river, and his eyes slowly became serious: "That ghost descendant has already devoured its host, and its power should suddenly be much stronger now - get rid of it as soon as possible, otherwise there will be no descendant." Between the head teacher and the heaven and the earth, there is no power to control it anymore! Not only is it a disaster for us Moon Worship Sect, it is also a disaster for you." Xiao Yiqing nodded, although he didn't know much about these techniques, but he was quite afraid of the power of that ghost, so he wanted to chase in the direction where the smell of blood was gone. However, after thinking about it, he hesitated, and turned his head to look at Ah Jing in the barrier. The white-clothed priest had already raised his clothes, hesitated for a while, broke off a phoenix branch, and drew a new enchantment around the three women - a strange silver light appeared on the ground that the branch passed through, like moonlight Cohesion. "Don't move around, wait here for me and Lord Xiao to come." Jia Ruo finally closed the barrier, inserted the branches into the ground, and quickly turned into a dense phoenix tree, covering the three women in the barrier, and said indifferently The only weak water who still has consciousness ordered. However, Ruo Shui raised his head and didn't even look at the enemy, but only looked at Tingxue Louzhu inquiringly. Xiao Yiqing never moved, and she didn't stop Jia Ruo when she drew the enchantment—Ah Jing's life and death were only a thin line, if she doubted anything at this time, it might delay the timing. What's more, for some reason, looking at Jia Ruo and listening to Xue Louzhu, he suddenly felt that he could be trusted to entrust Ah Jing's life and death to him. "Take good care of Miss Jing and wait for us to come back." Xiao Yiqing nodded and instructed Ruoshui. Leaving Taotie in place to guard the three women in the barrier, Jia Ruo and Xiao Yiqing only paused for a moment, and quickly judged the direction of Guijiang's escape, and the two white clothes flashed into the night like lightning. Ruoshui supported Miss Jing to sit against the phoenix tree, and freed one hand to touch the forehead of her junior sister——Yehuo had been in a coma, and he didn't know what kind of suffering he had suffered at the hands of the Moon Worshiping Teacher Zuo Hufa. Suddenly there was an air blowing by his ear, Ruoshui turned around in shock, and blurted out a soft cry involuntarily. A strange face approached, resembling a human face, with facial features that could be seen, although a bit awkward, but still clear—however, it had curly horns and a goat-like body. The phantom beast's snow-white forehead was a little red, and it leaned closer, and pressed it close to the cheek of the woman in scarlet clothes who was in a coma, as if meeting an old friend whom it hadn't seen for many years, sniffed it, then gently stuck out its tongue, and licked the cheek of Ah Jing's shoulder. Wound. "Ah, Taotie..." Ruo Shui looked at this phantom beast summoned from the ancient prehistoric world, a little dazzled, and couldn't help but want to reach out to stroke it.She thought that she was also a lucky person-to be able to see the divine beast that ordinary magicians would never see in their lifetime. Taotie raised his head suddenly, snorted, and stared fiercely at this outsider who dared to disrespect it. "Alas..." Ruoshui still didn't dare, put down his hands, helplessly watching the phantom beast kneel down beside Miss Jing, licking the wound on her shoulder to relieve her corpse poison.The female disciple from Longhu Mountain lowered her head and sighed. Suddenly, she felt the difference between the unpredictability of the magic technique and the warlock—— What kind of spiritual power should a warlock with such a phantom beast have? That Jiaruo... that Jiaruo, has he reached the point where he can glimpse the way of heaven and the unity of heaven and man? That is the profound truth that all cultivators pursue all their lives... How did such a young magician achieve it? The vampire was intercepted at a villager's house in the upper reaches of the River of Forgetfulness. Xiao Yiqing pushed open the tightly closed wooden door of that family, but the room was torn apart and filled with a disgusting smell of blood, as if a slaughterhouse had been opened, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. The moment he pushed open the door, he saw the freshly splashed human blood on the wall, and blurted out to Jia Ruo behind him, "Here." Before the words were finished, there was a sudden whistling wind in his ears, as if something was rushing towards the door. The moment the concentration of the fishy smell changed in the air, the landlord Tingxue had already waved his knife. The knife was invisible and traceless, and the light of the knife disappeared in a flash, but the sharp wind of the knife tore through the air, splitting an insurmountable invisible barrier between the wooden house and the door. In the wind of the knife, the smell of blood was suddenly strong, and the red shadow flashed, and he was forced to bounce back into the room from the direction of the door.I saw a small blood shadow jumping back and forth in the room like a ball, let out a low growl, and approached again in an instant, wanting to rush out the door. Xiao Yiqing found that the attacking speed of the vampire had suddenly increased a lot compared to half a day ago, and the blood was thicker, which made him cough slightly uncontrollably.The Xiying Knife weaves a piece of light and shadow, like water splashing on the ground, blocking all the fishy wind. In the blink of an eye, a hundred tricks have passed, and the owner of the snow is secretly shocked, such skills, even in the martial arts, are few and far between-the Moon Worship Sect can cultivate such ghost descendants, isn't it coveting the Central Plains martial arts? Fetch? However, when he tried his best to stop the vampire from descending, he did not see any movement from the priests of the Moon Worship Sect. Xiao Yiqing's eyes suddenly froze. Although he didn't feel any murderous intent or hostility behind him, he was suspicious of Jia Ruo's delay in making a move, and he spared some strength when he drew the knife. The vampire Jiang wanted to rush out of the door many times but was blocked. He was so angry that he suddenly ignored him and approached him. His small body suddenly leaned out, and the detective with strange arms grabbed Xiao Yiqing's chest—this time the speed was extremely fast. Unexpectedly fast, Xiao Yiqing didn't even have time to return the saber to block it.However, he knew he couldn't touch Guijiang, so Louzhu Tingxue suddenly pointed at Guijiang with swords, tangentially protruding towards Guijiang and tearing his claws. His hand did not touch the blood-red little hand, but the vampire descended screamed, as if being stabbed by something, suddenly jumped three feet, hit the roof straight up, beams and roofs were hit hard one by one However, Gui Jiang is still ferocious. However, just as it disappeared into the hole in the roof, it immediately let out a more mournful cry outside. With a "plop", Xiao Yiqing saw it fall heavily back into the house from the hole it hit - however, what is surprising is that only half of its body fell down. Just like it was cut off by him and Ah Jing half a day ago, at the same position, this ghost descended was cut into two again by someone. The fallen half of her body was walking unconsciously in the room, Xiao Yiqing didn't hesitate even more, the wind of the blade tore through the air, and cut off both legs of the Vampire Jiang who was aimlessly charging.In an instant, the thick and cloying smell of blood permeated the entire house. Ghost Jiang with broken legs finally calmed down, but those lumps of flesh and blood were still ready to move, shocking people. "Have you finished cooking?" Xiao Yiqing retracted the knife, focused her attention, coughed and asked the person on the roof, with a relieved smile on her lips - it turned out that Jia Ruo was not not doing nothing, but was accumulating strength and waiting The timing of the hit. However, while smiling, there was a cold light in Tingxue's eyes: One blow cuts ghosts and cuts them in two—how unfathomable is the method of the priests of the Moon Worship Cult? "Okay." On the roof, Jia Ruo replied lightly. Xiao Yiqing went out of the house, looked back, and saw the white-clothed priest sitting on the roof under the moonlight in the west, quietly motionless, the white clothes fluttered in the night wind, and the moonlight reflected bright light on the forehead ring. "Where's Guijiang?" Xiao Yi flied towards him, landed on his side, and couldn't help asking when he couldn't see Guijiang's upper body. Jia Ruo didn't speak, but lowered his head, and suddenly smiled very lightly. Xiao Yiqing's expression changed slightly, because at this moment, he felt the smell of blood on the other party's body too! Listening to Xue Zhuzhu's sharp eyes, without even thinking about it, he nodded his feet and flew back, stopped in the corner of the room, and looked at the high priest of the Moon Worship Sect in white clothes like snow—for some reason, at this moment, Xiao Yiqing felt Great pressure and evil intentions! However, Jia Ruo didn't move, he kept his head down, his black hair fell down, covering his side face, only the jewel on the forehead ring reflected the brilliance of the moon in the black hair, strange and unpredictable. "I ate it." Suddenly, Jia Ruo smiled and raised his head, and replied. The fingers were lowered from the lips, and the blood on the fingertips was still dripping. Xiao Yiqing was shocked suddenly, and looked at the other party's eyes under the moonlight.It was dark and bottomless, with a quiet evil spirit. Because of the blood, Jia Ruo's lips were strangely bright red.There was a strange smile in the eyes of the priest in white, he put his fingertips into his mouth and licked it lightly, and smiled like he was talking to himself: "What a strong resentment and spiritual power... It's a thousand times better than those living souls. That guy Qinghui has only so much magic power, but he can actually cultivate such a ghost." There was a flash of shock in the eyes of Master Tingxue, but he returned to calm again. Born under the old man of Snow Valley, even though he is a martial artist, he also knows a thing or two about magic techniques. I have heard that some of the magicians of some cults in southern Xinjiang practice this way...by devouring the opponent's body, to gain the strength of the enemy.Now that I am in this situation, I don't need to make a fuss about these strange phenomena. "How does the ghost drop taste?" Xiao Yiqing smiled and asked lightly. Jia Ruo looked up at him, with a secret smile in his eyes, and shook his head: "Not good." When he looked up, Xiao Yiqing was startled again - he saw a ray of dead gray gradually spread to the eyebrows of the priest in white.Exactly the same dead gray as Ah Jing's face. Louzhu Tingxue's eyes fell on Jia Ruo's right hand like lightning - that hand, the hand that used to use the moon soul to divert the corpse poison from Ah Jing's body into his own, is now as black as night. "To be honest, the corpse poison has exploded... If I don't eat that ghost to detoxify temporarily, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on." Jia Ruo's voice was a little weak, he stood up, and fell to the ground - the moment he landed Xiao Yiqing saw that his footsteps were indeed a little pretentious. Jia Ruo's face was a bit haggard: "I want to go back quickly, no one can cure this poison except Minghe." Seeing the priest's weakened state, Tingxue Louzhu's eyes suddenly revealed a cold light. His hands clenched unconsciously in his sleeves. Jia Ruo just walked over slowly, with strange ashes in his pale face. Seeming to be a little uncomfortable, the priest of the Moon Worship Sect coughed violently, and pressed his hands on his chest—on the white robe, his two hands were black and the other white, the black one was like ink, and the white one was almost transparent. weird. Xiao Yiqing took a deep breath, watching him walk over, the expression in her eyes changed instantly. Jia Ruo just walked slowly like this: "We can go back." He walked past Xiao Yiqing.After he passed by, Xiao Yiqing turned around without saying a word, and walked out with him. "You wanted to kill me just now." Walking side by side, Jia Ruo suddenly opened his mouth, coughed with a smile, and said lightly, "We are no different from each other, so your murderous aura cannot be concealed—you just wanted to kill me." Xiao Yiqing didn't deny it, it seemed that the interception and killing of Guijiang had cost him some strength, and his voice was a little tired: "Don't you think this is a good time to kill you?" Jia Ruo nodded, turned his head to look at the owner of Tingxuelou, and suddenly there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. "You let go of your hand from the knife after I said the sentence: 'Only Minghe can cure this poison'—" the white-clothed priest said slowly, coughed a few times, and raised his eyes to Tingxue Louzhu, "You Do you want to make a deal with me?" Xiao Yiqing stopped and looked at him with a smile in her eyes: "It's really relaxing to talk to you." Listening to the host Xue Xue paused, and continued: "I will not take advantage of your danger - but, you have to find a way to detoxify Ah Jing, how about it?" Jia Ruo's footsteps also stopped, and he was silent for a moment.He smiled slightly, and suddenly there was arrogance in his brows: "Yes, if you make a move now, I will be invincible-but if it were you, would you be threatened?" Xiao Yiqing was startled, although she nodded, her eyes turned cold. Maybe just a fight.Then use Jia Ruolai to exchange the antidote with the Moon Worshiper. ——However, looking at the speed at which the black air is spreading, even the high priest can't last long. If this plan and this tossing go on, I don't know if Ah Jing can last until then! As soon as I thought about it, I heard that Louzhu Xue felt indescribably irritated, and felt that the palm of the knife holding the knife was a little damp. He never thought that Ah Jing would die - how could such a woman die? After the death of the Gorefiend, when he brought the blood myrtle back into the rivers and lakes, the young girl in scarlet clothes was only thirteen years old. At that time, he was still studying art under the old man Xuegu, but he had already heard rumors about her.Knowing how many sieges and killings the orphan of the blood demon appeared in the rivers and lakes, and how many storms it caused. "Shu Xuewei, he planned to end it himself, but left this daughter to suffer in the world." One day, when he heard the recent rumors in the world, this old man who had lived in seclusion for a long time couldn't help but sighed with emotion and shook his head: "This girl...is still able to escape from the siege of three gangs and five factions in Junshan , it's not easy." "Master, do you want my disciple to go out of the mountain for you once and take the daughter of the old man to the villa?" The waiter stood aside, seeing the pity on the master's face, he was still a disciple of the sect and asked for his life - he was fifteen years old at that time, Xiying Dao has already achieved 70% of his attainments, and he really felt a little lonely after living in the mountains for a long time. After thinking for a while, the old man Xuegu brushed away his snow-white long beard, but shook his head: "No need. Life and death are up to her—the children of the world grow up like this, if they can't survive, that's fate. If the old devil Shu is alive, he won't will help his daughter." However, at this point, the old man Xuegu paused, but sighed slightly: "But that girl can't die." Just one sentence from the master delayed his encounter with her for seven years. What the master said was indeed correct... Until he finished his studies and went down the mountain to take over Tingxuelou, he kept hearing all kinds of rumors about her in the rivers and lakes.The daughter of the Gorefiend has always been a name on the cusp of the rivers and lakes. In the past seven years, it should have been the youthful period for a woman to grow from a young girl to a slim girl. However, this woman has experienced many hardships and bloody battles.The baptism of blood and fire made this name more and more radiant in the Jianghu that people dare not look at. He knew that her full name was Shu Jingrong, and she was after taking over the post of Master Tingxue. Seeing this name from the Jianghu figure document presented by his subordinates, his eyes suddenly flashed the admiration in the eyes of Dong Ri and his master when he mentioned this girl many years ago. What kind of woman should be... Fang Dang, the weak crowned Tingxue host, looked at the name on the white building, and coughed slightly. Blood myrtle.Blood myrtle.Shu Jingrong... In the lonely white building, facing the intricate and subtle struggles among the major gangs in Luoyang, the young host Tingxue looked at the sky outside, but a faint crimson color appeared in front of his eyes.The color of roses. At that time, there was no distinction between friend and foe, and he never expected that this name would coexist with him for the rest of his life. When he defeated her, he saw the shock in her eyes—maybe, this is the first time she has been defeated by someone else after the bloody battle in the rivers and lakes?For a person like her, what does defeat mean?If she is defeated and would rather die than stoop to join Tingxuelou, he...maybe he would rather let her go?The contract before the competition, he would rather let it be voided? It is a red rose blooming on the cliff, if the proud thorn is broken, it will wither. "I, Shu Jingrong, am willing to join Tingxuelou to be punished by the landlord, and I will never return after a hundred deaths—until the day you are knocked down." However, he was still apprehensive, but the woman in scarlet clothes knelt down as promised without hesitation, and bowed down. First, he uttered this oath that he will never forget in his life. He smiled wryly, coughed, and then asked: "You mean, if you find out that I'm not the strongest, you can kill me yourself or someone else is stronger than me, you will immediately betray you, right?" "Ha... what kind of betrayal is that?" He saw the scarlet-clothed woman laughing coldly, with a slight indifference, "Do you trust me? If you don't trust me, then what kind of betrayal is it! Moreover, I only admire the strong, and only follow the strongest - if you can be defeated by others, then of course I will leave you!" Hearing such words, he suddenly laughed—yes, that's right.It should be such a woman. Just like what he imagined seven years ago, this woman with the Blood Myrtle Sword should be so lonely and peerless, like a wild rose blooming on the cliff. He thought he had finally found her. In the following few years, how many killings and battles whizzed by like the wind... Gold and iron horses, and rode on the battlefield to wipe out the forces that all parties do not want to be vassals, and wiped out the three great families in the south of the Yangtze River, including the Lei family of the Thunderbolt Hall; Put down the chaos with an iron fist, suppress the long-simmering rebellion in the building, kill Gao Mengfei, the owner of the second floor, and imprison the younger sister Chi Xiaotai; ………… Unknowingly, it has become a legend passed down in the rivers and lakes.There are dragons and phoenixes among people. Every time he thinks about it, he can't help but smile bitterly—— "I only admire the strong, and only follow the strongest - if you can be knocked down by others, then of course I will leave you." ——That sentence came out of her mouth and entered his ears, and no third person in the world knew it.Therefore, no one knows what kind of pressure he has been having in his heart.In the beginning, he took over Tingxue Tower to inherit his father's wish, and for his own Tyranny and ambition... However, later on, there were complicated reasons involved. When they set out to attack the Moon Worship Sect, they had been in command of Tingxue Tower for three years. In the past three years, there have been many adventures and life and death, but their hands are always held together, and the knives and swords are always pointing at the same enemy.She has never let him down, no matter how difficult and difficult the tasks are, she has completed them one by one, she was seriously injured several times and was dying, but she struggled to recover one by one, her vitality was as exuberant as a wild rose. As master Xuegu said - this girl will not die.she will not die. He has always thought so, so he confidently entrusts her with all dangerous and difficult tasks, never considering what will happen if she misses—— However, now, she is going to die in this land in southern Yunnan? Same as his mother? "If you want to kill me at this time, maybe you can—" Seeing Xiao Yiqing's hesitation, the high priest of the Moon Worship Sect smiled as if he knew everything, with cold eyes, "But if you kill me and you want to go back and save me Shu Jingrong, it is absolutely too late. Even if I die, she will not survive, if you don't believe me, try—" Hearing that Lord Xue's calm expression suddenly changed, and his eyes became sharp, no one had ever spoken to him in such a mocking tone. The trade-offs are already in one thought. "What do you want?" Xiao Yiqing turned her head, looked at Jia Ruo, and asked without hesitation. Jia Ruo's hands were pressed on his chest, one black and one white, very strange.The corpse poison has spread to the neck at this moment, the moon has set in the west, and the light of the gemstone on the forehead ring has also weakened. Jia Ruo's eyes became a little loose, but when he heard his question, he nodded slowly and clearly. , Replied word by word: "A truce." The coldness in his eyes suddenly shone.Hearing that Xue Zhu didn't even think about it, he sneered: "Impossible!" "Impossible? Even if Ming'er is dead, do you still say it's impossible?" Jia Ruo also sneered, under the cold moon, the night wind blew his white clothes, and for a while, he seemed to be weak and was about to disappear with the wind .However, his question was cold and sharp, piercing to the bottom of his heart: "Do you want to follow in the footsteps of your father?" Father's... father's footsteps? Suddenly, as if someone hit the bottom of the heart, Xiao Yiqing's cold and sharp eyes suddenly became lax. His father, Xiao Shaoshui, made his apostate mother feel cold and bitter for his dominance. In order to fulfill him, he left home and surrendered himself to plead guilty and was sunk in the holy lake.However, after that, how many days did my father live to really sleep peacefully? On Jichuan tonight, he just told Ah Jing about the past that he couldn't bear to look back on.However, in just a blink of an eye, the same choice was placed in front of him again?Ridiculous... who is the arranger of fate. "What's more important than Ming'er's life? What can't you let go of?" Jia Ruo saw the wandering in his eyes, and continued to ask, although his voice was weakened, but still fierce, "Don't tell me It's hatred!—The choice is in front of you, and you shouldn't be such an obsessed fool." 萧忆情蓦的抬头，看着他，这个拜月教的大祭司、阿靖的同门师兄。 仇恨……对，虽然说起来仇恨蒙蔽人的眼睛、是一件多么可笑的事情——但是世上真正能看开、能放下的又有几人？何况，母亲的遗骸沉于湖底，那怨恨的灵魂尚自不得解脱。 为人子者，难道，要让他弃之而不顾么？ 月已经西沉了，天色隐隐透亮。 迦若的脸色已经非常憔悴，死灰色从皮肤下透出，弥漫了满脸——然而奇怪的是、以额环为界，那诡异的死灰却止步不前，半分也无法沿展上去。 阿靖的时间，也已经不多了吧？ 萧忆情只觉满手的冷汗，勉力震慑心神，然而心中的恐慌却也是史无前例的铺天盖地而来，冲击得让他神思恍惚。 该是做出选择的时候——再迟了，恐怕便是永远来不及了。 “好，我将人马撤回洛阳。”用力握着袖中刀，一句承诺从听雪楼主嘴边吐出，萧忆情的脸色是苍白的，眼神奕奕闪亮，然而却有复杂的痛苦在内，“但是——有条件。” “什……么？”扶着额环上的月魄，迦若的声音已经虚弱不可闻。 “你需将我母亲的遗骸奉还于我，让我带回洛阳与父亲合葬——”萧忆情咬着牙，一字一字道，“如若我母不得解脱，则我此次虽然退兵，来年也必卷土重来铲除拜月教！” 迦若不知为何一震，抬头看看他，忽然唇边露出一丝笑意：“遗骸？……圣湖里、圣湖里的白骨么？” 萧忆情看着他，然而心里也是一惊：迦若的眼睛已经看不出眼白，完全成了混沌一片的死灰色！ 拜月教大祭司听到了他提出的条件，却想也不想的点头：“好……遗骸一定奉还。要我起什么样的誓？” 答应的居然如此痛快。 只怕，是以他的体力，再也无法继续支持下去了吧？ “不用誓约。”听雪楼主却淡淡回答，顿了顿，“阿靖心里推崇的人，我相信他说过的话。” 然而，话音一落，他不等迦若答话，却蓦的转头，盯着拜月教的大祭司，一字一字道：“但是，休战，可以。你，我却是一定要杀！” 听得那样杀气逼人的话，虽然衰弱、迦若死灰色的眼里，陡然也有寒芒一闪而过。 “我只欣赏强者，只追随最强的人——” 这个世上的最强者，只能有一个人吧？ 饕餮呜咽的声音让弱水心烦意乱。 她已经很慌乱、很惊怕了——在看到靖姑娘的脸一寸寸的被死灰色重新覆盖的时候。她是法家中人，知道这意味着什么：如果尸毒蔓延过了印堂、冲入脑部的话，便是大罗神仙也返魂无术！ 烨火师妹还是没有醒，无助的她抱着绯衣女子啜泣起来，那只饕餮在一边拼命的舔着阿靖肩头的伤，然而死灰色还是毫无阻碍的慢慢延伸上去。 饕餮忽然不动了，弱水抬头，看见有两大滴晶莹的泪水、从幻兽雪白的眼窝中滚落。 “靖姑娘……哇。”再也忍不住，弱水哭了起来，因为无助和惊惧而全身颤抖。忽然觉得耳边有气流拂动，饕餮流着泪凑过头来，第一次友好的舔了舔她的眼角，眼神里也是哀伤和无奈。弱水看到幻兽人一样的眼睛，陡然间抱着饕餮大哭。 “朱儿。”恸哭中，隐约听到一个声音，弱水神志散乱没有反应过来，然而饕餮却是一震，蓦的将头从弱水肩上转开，欣喜若狂的跃向声音传来的方向。 白衣的祭司，伸出无力的手按在它头上，微笑：“我回来了。” 饕餮怔了一下，看见主人伸过来的手，漆黑如墨般妖异。 弱水的欢呼却是迟缓了片刻再响起来的：“楼主！楼主你总算回来了！——靖姑娘、靖姑娘她不好了……”小女孩的声音，又哭又笑的。 然而，听雪楼主却是一言不发，疾步走过去从她怀中接过昏迷的绯衣女子，俯身深深看了一眼，便转过身去放到了饕餮的背上。 “快些带她走。时间不多了。”萧忆情看着阿靖脸上涌动的可怖黑气，眼神中不自禁的流露出恐惧之意，说话的声音都有些微的颤抖。 迦若点点头，低低道：“放心。” 他坐上幻兽的脊背，衰弱无力的对萧忆情笑了笑，抬手轻拍饕餮的额头，轻声吩咐：“朱儿，快些带我和冥儿回月宫。”