Brother is too cold

The surface of the mirror is full of cracks, and the face in the mirror, which is crossed by countless cracks, shows an unusual and weirdness.

After waiting for a while, Ji Lianzhou, who didn't see the answer from the other party, was very impatient: "Don't say it? Then it's useless to keep you."

As soon as the words fell, he drew out the Wuming Sword and threw the mirror into the air.The Wuming Sword let out a burst of humming, and stabbed straight at the already shattered mirror!

Ji Lianzhou is not putting on airs, he really stopped being distracted after throwing away the mirror.He walked to Wen Guyye's side in two steps at a time, looking at the tightly closed eyes of the other person, and felt an indescribable dull pain in his heart.

This is almost 2 years, his most vivid emotion.

When thinking of this, Ji Lianzhou's eyes flickered.He quickly came back to his senses, bent down, put one hand on Wen Guye's waist, and put the other hand on the bend of the opponent's leg, and picked him up.

The two are about the same size, but at this moment, he actually feels that Wen Guye is so light... Ji Lianzhou glanced at the mirror in vain, emitting golden light that symbolizes aura, avoiding the nameless sword, and the corner of his lips pulled out a cold arc.

Immediately afterwards, he silently recited the heart formula, shrinking the ground into an inch, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to the room where the two had been lingering for nearly three years.

Ji Lianzhou put Wen Guye on the Xuanyu couch, frowned, and stretched out his hand to brush against the other side - a not-so-clear water curtain rose in the air, because Wen Guyye's primordial power was too weak at this moment , coupled with the three years of double cultivation between the two of them, Ji Lianzhou finally let Ji Lianzhou find out what happened in the secret realm in the other's memory.

Even so, he still only saw the last paragraph, which was only slightly longer than what he saw in the secret realm.

Looking at it, Ji Lianzhou's fingers lingered on Wen Guye's cheek.The skin under the fingertips was like the best cold jade, very smooth to the touch, but because of the other person's physical condition, he could hardly feel any warmth.

On the water curtain, he saw Wen Guye stop in the pursuit of "that thing", and then, the spirit sword filled with spiritual energy stabbed straight at Wen Guyye——

Ji Lianzhou clenched his fist suddenly, and the water curtain suddenly shattered and melted into the air.

Feel my natal magic weapon again, it seems that I haven't solved the mirror until now.Ji Lianzhou took a breath, lowered his head, and kissed Wen Guye's brow.

At this time, he really couldn't have any lust. He was only thinking about one thing.

What exactly is Wen Guyye thinking! ?

Isn't he afraid that his guess is wrong and his life will be ruined in vain? ?

Ji Lianzhou refused to think about whether Wen Guyye's actions had something to do with Ji Yuan again.He also knew that he was too emotional, not to mention the Demon Lord who had been in charge of Qianlongyuan for thousands of years, even Ji Yuan, who committed the murder of Peach Blossom, would not be like him at this time.

But no matter whether it was the younger brother who took care of him and taught him 2 years ago, or the elder brother of Xiaoyaozong who burst out with sword energy and stabbed him with pain 2 years later, in front of him, Wen Guye has always been Strong and indifferent, even in the past three years, the opponent has dominated more often.

Such a Wen Guye...how could he fall down!

If Wen Guye opened his eyes to look at this moment, he would definitely find a black aura lingering around Ji Lianzhou.But he was really too tired, his consciousness seemed to be clear, but quickly became chaotic, and his body was extremely heavy from the beginning to the end, and he couldn't extract the strength to move his little finger.

A voice whispered softly in the depths of his consciousness: "Little brother, go to sleep, just wake up."

Wen Guye no longer had any scruples, and completely let himself sink into the bottomless abyss.

Without the master by his side, the Wuming Sword's aim is not very good.In this way, after chasing Qi Ling back and forth for a long time, there was no winner.

Ji Lianzhou held Wen Guye's hand, and after confirming that the fluctuation of the other party's spiritual consciousness gradually subsided, he finally stood up again, and with a sway of his usual figure, he was between the Wuming sword and the mirror.

At this moment, some speculations were combined with the pictures drawn from Wen Guyye's sea of ​​consciousness, and Ji Lianzhou clarified the matter in sevens and eighties.I think the object in front of me has a lot of history, and it has a spiritual energy, which can even trap the soul of a cultivator in it, refine it a little bit, and use it for yourself.

Ji Lianzhou's expression sank again.Now that there is no one around, Wen Guye doesn't know when he will wake up, so he no longer has any scruples, no need to put on airs, every move after holding the Wuming sword is a killer, and with the various restraining formations in the mansion, he will soon teach Mirrors are inevitable.

The man in the mirror has changed his appearance at this moment, he is no longer dressed as a demon, but more in line with the identity of Xiaoyaozong's junior.Terrified of being beaten, he weighed the almost shattered mirror and finally decided to give in.

But at this moment, all Ji Lianzhou wanted to do was kill them all.

The spirit in the mirror quickly sensed something was wrong.He was seriously injured in Wen Guyye's previous blow, and then he was entangled with Wumingjian for a long time. He changed from a powerful heart demon in the tribulation period to a strength that does not mean that he will go through the tribulation period again. The power of the soul can fight It's a fight, but the confrontation between the two sides doesn't rely on this, and if this continues, there is only one dead end... It's really abominable, a mere monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, actually forced him to this point!

What's even more troublesome is that he didn't realize that this mansion was different before. It was easy to get in, but it took a lot of effort to get out.

Qi Ling manipulated the hiding mirror to hide back and forth, and finally couldn't hold back, a voice broke into Ji Lianzhou's consciousness: "Kill me, don't you worry that that person just now won't wake up again?"

Ji Lianzhou didn't even stop walking.He recognized that it was his own voice in his head, and felt even more mocked.

Qi Ling waited for a while, but there was no chance for peace, but the sword energy that hit him was sharper and sharper...Looking at the reduced inventory of spiritual energy, he simply broke the boat and hit Ji Lianzhou again!

At this point, why not try again?It's nothing more than a Nascent Soul cultivator, no matter how powerful the Nascent Soul is, it can't compare to——

The next moment, Qi Ling let out a whine.

The thick dark blade of the Nameless Sword pierced the mirror from the middle!The originally shattered mirror turned into countless fragments at this moment, floating around.

Ji Lianzhou stood firm, retracted the Wuming sword, and quietly watched the tiny fragments in the air.

After a while, he suddenly reached out and grabbed a piece the size of a little fingernail.There is a faint light flowing on this lens, but it is too shallow, only the divine sense can distinguish it.

At this point, Qi Ling, who originally felt that he could rely on the golden cicada to get out of his shell, was completely desperate, and expressed his willingness to obey Ji Lianzhou, and all he wanted was to save his own life.

"Life?" Ji Lianzhou smiled meaningfully after reading these two words.

And Qi Ling quickly figured it out: "I don't know about your conversation in the illusion, no wonder you missed so many suspicious points... your body is only in the Nascent Soul stage, but the power of the Primordial Spirit is at the Mahayana stage. Are you a person who seizes the house? "

Ji Lianzhou didn't answer.

Qi Ling lamented: "One is desperate, the other is horizontal, I actually fell."

Ji Lianzhou looked at the small lens, wondering what he was thinking.

The machine has been flexible for so many years, and the biggest advantage is that it can assess the situation.Coupled with his background, he has a natural understanding of what others think.The trick almost failed, and he began to feel the danger again. Thinking about the performance of the person in front of him just now and his miserable and difficult situation, he understood: "It is difficult to deal with the injury of the soul, but it is not impossible to recover."

Ji Lianzhou: "Oh?"

Qi Ling tried to figure out the mind of the person in front of him, and tentatively said: "The simplest one, I think it's too much for your primordial power to be contained in this body, why don't you share some with him."

Ji Lianzhou said "Well", obviously not interested in this proposal.

Qi Ling became dazed again.This one can fight to that extent for the other, and the other can stage a big chase for the former... The method he proposed can be said to be a happy one. Quick recovery, and even adding another layer of bond between the two, no matter how you look at it, it is a sure-fire deal.

But it was rejected!

Qi Ling couldn't figure out what the person in front of him was thinking, so he had to try to change the direction: "Or, I think this place is surrounded by miasma, which is not suitable for recuperation. There is a kind of spiritual plant growing on another continent, which is easy to deal with. It is also a great supplement, but the means to obtain it are a little more troublesome."

At this moment, Ji Lianzhou finally had a clearer reaction, and raised his chin slightly: "Go on."

Qi Ling said Lingzhi's name and appearance, but refused to reveal the rest no matter what.Ji Lianzhou narrowed his eyes: "...This is too troublesome. We have so much time, and we still go to other continents. It's not even a matter of whether we can get out of this place now."

Qi Ling started to worry when he heard this.

That's right, if he doesn't go out here first, he won't even find a chance to escape.When he escapes, first find a few monks to replenish his spirit energy, and then make a long-term plan.

... One day, he will kill the boy who is tormenting him now, and he will be ashamed.

After thinking for a while, Qi Ling proposed a third method: "I seem to remember a set of mental methods... It seems to be used for dual cultivation, and it is also useful in this regard."

Ji Lianzhou motioned for him to continue.

Qi Ling said something vaguely, and said: "In addition, there are some medicinal instruments, which are also quite useful."

Ji Lianzhou sighed: "Since you don't want to tell the truth, then there's no need to tell the truth."

Qi Ling: "What did you say...no!!!"

Ji Lianzhou exerted a little force on his hand, and a wave of spiritual energy rose in his palm, circling the small piece of mirror fragment, but it was not to supplement the other party, but to grind the small lens into powder little by little.

The spirit of Qi relies on the mirror to exist, and without the mirror, it just disappears in the realm of comprehension.

After doing this, Ji Lianzhou shook his hand.Thinking about it wrong, he took out a handkerchief from the mustard space and wiped it on his palm.

The next moment, he had reappeared beside Wen Guyye.The person on the Xuanyu couch looked extremely handsome, but he wasn't angry at all.

This time, Ji Lianzhou raised his hand and rubbed Wen Guyye's lips.The soft feeling stirred his mind, and he muttered to himself: "The mirror is really useless, the spirit-replenishing grass grows on the top of Kunlun Mountains, my little brother and I have used the dual-cultivation method before, and the rest of the medicinal tools... Tsk."

His tone was very gentle: "I killed him, I think my little brother won't blame me. There may be some pain down there, so bear with it, little brother."