After wearing a book, I became an egg

When Yi Qingchen woke up, it was already night.

He was put in a clean bedroom, depending on which inn room the furnishings should be.The surroundings were eerily quiet, as if there was no one else around besides him.

He looked around and shouted, "Jiang Hui!"

No one answered him.

The uneasiness in Yi Qingchen's heart was even worse.Jiang Hui placed a binding formation on him, which would not hurt him, and it was just as complicated as he could untie it, but it would take a long time to untie it.

He tried his best not to think about other things, nor to speculate on Jiang Hui's reasons for doing so, and only concentrated on the restraint formation.When it was untied, it was already half an hour later.

When the door of the guest room was pushed open, there was a loud roar in the distance, and the embers of the collision of spiritual power spread in the night sky.

Yi Qingchen rushed downstairs, and there were two Dan monks chatting at the door of the inn.

"Tsk tsk tsk, why was the noise so loud?"

"Hey, it's at Fengchi Palace again, the furnace must have exploded, and I don't know what it's refining."

"Listen to this sound, the alchemy furnace must be scrapped..."

"What a waste of time."

The two babbled and chatted a few more words, as if they were familiar with the noise just now.

...Is it an explosion?

Yi Qingchen looked up.The entire town was shrouded in thick night, and even the few stars in the sky seemed to be submerged in it.When the cold wind blows, there is a faint familiar breath passing over the tip of the nose.

He sniffed and frowned involuntarily.

No, it shouldn't be as simple as just blasting the furnace.

Yi Qingchen was about to run towards the place where the noise was coming from, when suddenly a clear male voice sounded behind him: "Hey, Xianjun, please stop."

It was one of the two people who spoke just now, he looked at Yi Qingchen calmly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "Look at Xianjun like this...but you want to go to Fengchi Palace?"

Yi Qingchen's face remained motionless, his porcelain-white chin was reflected in the night, making him look more and more cold and desolate.He turned his head and glanced, and said, "What's wrong?"

The man withdrew his scrutinizing gaze, and involuntarily approached half a step, and said eagerly: "Xianjun doesn't seem to understand, the master of Fengchi Temple has a weird temper, and he doesn't see visitors at night, so he has to go during the day for business. What does Xianjun need? Why don't you tell me, maybe I can help Xianjun too..."

"No need." Yi Qingchen interrupted in a hurry to leave.

The other party still seemed unwilling to give up, and his expression was more attentive: "If Xianjun doesn't believe it, how about I accompany Xianjun to have a look?"

Yi Qingchen didn't want to be accompanied by someone he didn't know, but the way to Fengchi Hall was indeed not very familiar, so it should be fine if there is someone beside him who just leads the way.

He glanced at the other party and said coldly, "Hurry up."

The man seemed to be in a good mood, couldn't help but looked at him with a smile, and nodded in agreement.

It was much faster if someone led the way, and arrived at a small hall with a simple and heavy shape in a short time.The small hall is upright, filled with the fragrance of elixir, there is a white jade plaque on the door of the hall, and the inscription "Fengchi Hall", the door is clear and cold, and there is no one there, and the walls seem to be quiet, there is nothing unusual.

Although it was quiet on the surface, there seemed to be a few vaguely familiar scents in the air.

It smells like magic.

Yi Qingchen's heart tightened, he was thinking all the way just now, did Jiang Hui enter the Fengchi Palace, if he didn't, wouldn't it be bad for him to rush in so recklessly now.But as soon as he felt this breath, he couldn't sit still all of a sudden, and he was about to step forward with a sullen face.

"Xianjun wait!" The man leading the way suddenly pulled him back and said in a low voice.

Yi Qingchen said coldly: "Let go!"

The man looked up at the door of the palace, and said: "Don't worry, Xianjun, if you knock on the door like this, you will be thrown out..."

"Who's knocking?"

The man was choked for a moment, and he said slowly: "...Anyway, if we insist on going in, we can go another way. I know there is a place to bypass the main entrance."

Yi Qingchen forcibly calmed down, feeling that she was really impulsive.Regardless of whether what this person said is true or not, it is indeed right to stop yourself.Why was he so reckless just now?Inside are Song Xingyuan and a group of Xuanqing monks, isn't it stupid to go in so straight?

Yi Qingchen cursed secretly in his heart, and quietly retreated to the side.

Seeing that he had calmed down, the man led him to another trail.This place should be the side of Fengchi Hall, which looks more deserted than the main entrance. The man stepped forward to look around carefully, and stretched out his hand to gesture for a moment. His tense expression finally relaxed a little.

"The formation here is relatively weak. If you want to go in, be careful, and you can minimize the movement."

Yi Qingchen looked at him for a while.The man in front of him had a handsome face, his eyes were raised slightly with a smile on his face, and he was dressed in a crimson red robe covered with a thin dark veil, which suppressed his original romantic temperament a lot.

Yi Qingchen half-closed his eyes: "Why did you help me?"

The man looked at him, as if his eyes were dazzled by the bright moonlight, his expression was dazed for a moment, and he said with a smile: "If someone like Xianjun needs it, anyone would want to reach out."

Yi Qingchen: "..."

Yi Qingchen reluctantly thanked, suddenly felt something warm and cool was stuffed into the palm of his hand, looked down, it was a moon white jade bottle.

The man took his hand, and those slightly raised peach eyes seemed to be shining faintly: "I am destined to meet Xianjun today, and I will give this bottle of elixir to Xianjun. Maybe Xianjun will use it." of."

Yi Qingchen had goosebumps all over his body, inexplicably not wanting the other party's things.But the other party helped him just now, and it was hard to turn his face away and deny him, so he suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said casually: "What is this?"

The light in the man's eyes seemed to be brighter: "Those who can help Xianjun replenish blood and nourish Qi, and take care of his body..."

- Boom! !

There was a deafening bang, and even the ground shook a few times.The quiet and steady building just now collapsed in half in an instant, sand and gravel flew into the sky, and dust filled the air.A fresh smell of blood filled the air.

The man leading the way was pushed back a few feet by the aftermath, unable to stand still.Yi Qingchen's heart was suspended, and he hurriedly looked at Fengchi Hall, but saw a few figures staggering out of the dusty sky, their figures were in a state of distress, as if they had escaped from the hall in a hurry.

In the dark chaos, the sounds of urging and panting were intertwined, and it was almost impossible to distinguish what they were saying.

"Cough, cough, senior Yuan Qing, how are you? Hurry up and get out of here!"

"Senior brother Xingyuan really has the foresight! Leave first..."

"so amazing!"

……

Among those few people, Song Xingyuan's voice was particularly obvious.

Yi Qingchen subconsciously clenched the Qingyue Sword by his side, and then heard Song Xingyuan say: "You guys leave first, I'll come after I'll make up the last sword for that devil..."

A frosty sword light streaked across the night.

The few people present did not expect that there would be someone outside the hall at this time, and they had no time to react, and a cold sword had already pressed to Song Xingyuan's neck.

Yi Qingchen's face was frosty, staring at Song Xingyuan, and said coldly: "What did you just say?"

Song Xingyuan was taken aback for a moment, and after seeing the person in front of him clearly, he showed a look of resentment.

"It's you... Chao Yu, you're here too!" Song Xingyuan said angrily, just as he was about to make a move, he was forced back to his original position by the sword on his neck.

"Senior Brother Xingyuan!!"

"Ah, you traitor, let go of Senior Brother Xingyuan!"

"Be careful……"

Yi Qingchen turned a deaf ear to it, and for a long time did not find the familiar figure in the collapsed Fengchi Palace, and it became more and more difficult to suppress the impatience in his heart: "Where is the person?"

He didn't specify who it was, but Song Xingyuan already understood what Yi Qingchen meant.

He looked at Yi Qingchen, with a smug smile gradually cracked on his face, like a melon with a gap: "He...? Of course he was trapped by me, he is only half breathed if he is not dead hahahahaha !!"

As the sharp sword tip approached a few minutes, Song Xingyuan let out a muffled snort, and a glaring bloodstain wound around his neck.

Yi Qingchen gritted his teeth and said: "Nonsense!"

How could Jiang Hui be trapped by Song Xingyuan! ?

Jiang Hui has always been so powerful, he is careful in doing things, he can notice things that he didn't notice, how could it be possible...

Song Xingyuan laughed to himself, the laughter was ear-piercing and rampant, it seemed that the worse Yi Qingchen's complexion was, the better his mood was, more blood flowed from his neck, but he didn't care.

In the end, it seemed that he had had enough laughing. Song Xingyuan could barely hold back his expression, narrowed his eyes and mocked, "I learned that someone can find out my whereabouts. I didn't believe it at first, so I set up a trick. I didn't expect someone to take the bait."

Yi Qingchen's face became ugly in an instant, and his lips were almost biting to bleed: "...Who told you?"

Song Xingyuan's eyes were slightly deep: "Whoever told you will tell me."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-09-0318:10:40~2020-09-0609:04:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of the little crow shedding hair; 3 bottles of Anita; 2 bottles in those years; 1 bottle of ahahaha;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!