Demon Venerable Dao Companion will never break off the marriage

After resting all night, the boy still fell into a heavy sleep on the second day, he refused to move in half-dream and half-awake, and squinted his eyes to look outside at the still dark sky: "Sleep again, Xuan Sheng."

The voice was sleepy and soft.

Yin Xuansheng looked at the young man sleeping peacefully against the soft pillow, and leaned over to lift the young man out of the quilt.

Xia Zijiao murmured softly, barely a syllable indistinctly, and he didn't resist, just nestled in Yin Xuansheng's arms and squinted for a while.

After waking up from sleep, he slowly opened his eyes and rubbed his sleepy eyes: "Which one are we going to now?" The next one of the Eight Great Families is unlucky to make a reservation.

"Yan Bo."

"Yan Bo?!" Xia Zijiao's drowsiness disappeared in an instant, and his eyes were wide open.

Yanbo City has been silent for a hundred years, but the appearance of a young man broke the tranquility here.

He stood at the bow of the boat, blowing the wind, a fence hung down to cover his face, his clothes fluttered in the wind of the river, he tilted his head slightly, as if he was talking to the people around him, the wind was blowing slightly, raising his head A corner of the fence was raised, revealing a line of snow-white jaw, and then the white gauze fell, covering everything again.

The boy who was picking lotus in the water, and the elder brother who was admiring the flowers on the bank, all stopped and looked at the figure.

There are beauties in Yan Bo, and Shuicheng is full of beautiful and graceful looks, but everyone is still taken away by that figure for a moment.

The young man on the boat was Xia Zijiao, he tilted his head slightly, the tulle fluttered like smoke, and behind the tulle, a pair of clear and beautiful phoenix eyes slightly looked up at Yin Xuansheng beside him.

"Dingpo is talking about it, but the Li family has been hiding from the world for hundreds of years. When there are rumors that the demon god may be born, they have lived in a corner and hid in this water city. They must be not simple. Will they be willing to hand over Dingpo? "

After resting in Xuanfeng City for one night, he went straight south, and now he has entered the mysterious place since ancient times, Shuicheng Yanbo.

If the Taiyi Immortal Mansion is the most mysterious and treacherous existence, then Yan Bo is naturally the second. From the south, the two of them rode on a French boat and sailed into a boundless water wave. The endless waters, the water surface reflects the sky, almost becoming a mirrored void.

When he got to the south position, Yin Xuansheng summoned a red fish to guide the way, and the boat followed the red fish and entered Yan Bo's range.

Yan Bo's enchantment is similar to the Bai family's space technique, but the difference is that this is not a constructed small world, but a separation between the two worlds, the enchantment is like a thin layer of transparent The membrane completely separates the two worlds. If you don't know how to enter, you will never find where Yan Bo is in your whole life.

As the boat approached the shore, the mist on the water dissipated, and a huge water city appeared in front of my eyes. The pavilions stood on the water, the gauze stopped the wind, the bamboo curtains were half rolled up, and the moon tower hung high. Xia Zijiao looked at the city in front of him, dazed. For a moment, looking at the scene in front of him, he never thought that Yan Bo would be such a paradise.

He seemed to understand why when the Li family heard the news that the Demon God might be born again, they did not hesitate to break the space to block everything and stay away from these disputes.

Immediately, Yin Xuansheng's voice sounded beside him: "They will hand over Dingpo."

They can't afford the price of not handing over the soul.

According to the information given by Alaya, Dingpo is the only magic weapon among the eight magical artifacts that can protect the soul from harm. The soul is what matters.

Xia Zijiao looked sideways, looking at the cold and indifferent expression on his face, facing the whole Yan Bo as if facing an ant, looking down on life and death but being ruthless.

"Xuansheng." Xia Zijiao lowered his eyes, his heart moved slightly, and he really wanted to hold Yin Xuansheng's hand. The boat had already touched the shore, and the bow of the boat touched the shore and shook slightly.

Seeing him stretching out his hand, Yin Xuansheng took the boy's hand in his palm almost habitually, stepped on the shore, held the boy sideways, and led him to the shore while stabilizing the boy's figure.

The people who stopped to watch Xia Zijiao just now, several people followed the boat all the way down, and when they reached the shore, there were more and more people watching, and there were quite a few monks coming and going here, but it was the first one who was so extraordinary. The next time I saw, a young gentleman in brocade clothes came forward and saluted gracefully: "Where are you two from? But he came to visit our Yanbo, the streets in our city are complicated, and there are many waterways, why don't I guide you?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Xia Zijiao's veil, his eyes were full of curiosity, everyone has a love for beauty, not to mention the sudden appearance of such beauties, there is nothing wrong with wanting to catch a glimpse.

As soon as Xia Zijiao and Yin Xuansheng went ashore, the lotus pickers and yarn washers on the bank all cast their gazes on them one after another. Most of the boys and girls fixed their eyes on Xia Zijiao, staring at him with clear eyes, and then turned again. When it fell on Yin Xuansheng, it seemed difficult to choose.

Yan Bo has avoided the world for many years, and most of those who have stayed in Yan Bo for many years do not have much interest in the outside world, and their cultivation is relatively ordinary. There is no war here, and the folk customs are simple, and they are not very vigilant when they see the monks who come here.

Seeing his enthusiastic appearance, Xia Zijiao felt a little strange in his heart. Yan Bo was the domain of one of the eight major families before it was split, and most of the domains were monks. How could most of Yan Bo be mortals now? Excluding buildings, people come Between people, it looks like a prosperous ancient city where human beings live, and it doesn't look like a fairyland city at all.

He asked softly, "Where is Yan Bo's Li family?"

The man was stunned: "Why do you ask that? The Li family has been hiding from the world for many years, let alone outsiders can't find our Yanbo, we are people in Yanbo." He lowered his voice and looked around mysteriously: " I can't find the Li family either. If it wasn't for some senior monks who have been telling us about the legend of the Li family, those of us who were born late might not even know what the Li family is. We have never seen the Li family since we were born. .”

"?" Xia Zijiao's eyes widened in surprise, and he turned to look at Yin Xuansheng: "The Li family disappeared?"

Yin Xuansheng frowned slightly, a bit of thought appeared in his dark eyes, it seemed that it was his first time visiting Yanbo, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"That's right, it is rumored that the Li family disappeared a hundred years ago. There was a year of heavy rain that year, and half of Yan Bo was submerged. A snake-like monster was born, with scales and fins, and it roamed around the city without seeing any light for days. When the rain stopped and the dark clouds cleared, the monster disappeared, and the Li family also disappeared in Yanbo. .”

"It's still here." Yin Xuansheng didn't talk nonsense, he didn't know if the Li family was still here, but he could feel that Dingpo was in this city, but the aura was too vague to be sure where it was.

The street is paved with long stone slabs and the road is smooth. The man walked in with them side by side. Along the way, there are pavilions and pavilions, the buildings are as tall as stars, and the jade railings on both sides, sandalwood beams and columns, carved railings, and jade. , quite different from the appearance of the houses and pavilions in the fairy world today.

"Still here?" The man seemed a little puzzled, but he didn't intend to ask more questions, and pointed to a tall building in front of him: "If you come to the Li family, you will definitely not be able to find it, so you can rest and play here for a few days. It is the best inn in our Yanbo, you two can go there to stay, and you can enjoy the lotus in the morning, see the Wind and Rain Bridge, the Rose Wall, and the Nine Carp Pond. It's all for nothing."

In the distance, two people stood on a tall building, the bead curtain was half rolled up, and the light and shadow fell on their faces. The two were wearing heavy clothes, which were complicated and layered on top of each other. It was as white as a Bo Xuan that had been washed and washed a hundred times, like a white snake under water that had never seen the sun, with a trace of moisture that hadn't faded.

"He's here." The man said lightly.

"He's here too." The people beside him blinked and looked at the teenagers and youths on the broad street.

Xia Zijiao and Yin Xuansheng walked into the inn, and Yan Bo's inn was also built with the taste of a water town. As soon as he entered the door, a water wall stood in the center of the store, and many small fish with golden and silver scales were swimming in the water wall. Like a wall embroidered with gold and silver.

Surrounded by tables and chairs carved from translucent jade, as soon as Xia Zijiao entered the door, a man greeted him: "Please, both."

Xia Zijiao looked sideways at Yin Xuansheng, only to feel that this Yan Bo was filled with a strange feeling everywhere.

It is obviously built like a fairyland in the Dragon Palace, but most of the people living in it are low-level monks or mortals, and they are doing some ordinary business. On the way here, people who sell Huagu wine, paintings and pastries come here. The inn's middle and small children looked so familiar and hospitable, as if they were used to being greeted and sent off.

Seeing the little girl leaning forward, Xia Zijiao turned slightly to avoid it, and moved slightly towards Yin Xuansheng's direction.

Yin Xuansheng raised his hand slightly, and shielded the young man behind him without a trace. No matter how weird Yan Bo was, it was nothing to him, but it was the first time for Ah Qian to encounter such a weird and weird place, and his heart was obviously beating. .

"stay."

Upon hearing this, the little girl immediately smiled and said, "Okay, the two of you are in the upper room?"

"one."

Xiao Er's eyes silently swept back and forth between the two of them, and immediately shouted: "Okay, let's go to the next room."

Xia Zijiao followed Yin Xuansheng, and he had no objection to the fact that the two of them slept in the same room. He was going to make a fuss if he was left alone in such a strange place!

Yes, it is strange, he is not afraid of danger, but he is afraid of strangeness, this strange feeling is like something sticking to his back, maybe the next moment, maybe all the time, anything, any possibility will appear.

The upper room is at the innermost part of the corridor on the third floor. This place is secluded, and few people pass by. The waiter led the two of them upstairs: "If you need anything, just call me with the summoning talisman on the little table by the door. As soon as the two young masters say, I will come right away if you want anything."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and went downstairs, Xia Zijiao looked at his back as he was walking in a hurry, there was obviously no business in this inn, why was he leaving in such a hurry?

Turning his head and was about to say this, Yin Xuansheng raised his hand and quietly put his index finger in front of his tightly pursed lips.

Xia Zijiao immediately closed his mouth, looked around anxiously, and followed Yin Xuansheng into the room.

Watching Yin Xuansheng close the door, slightly lifting his fingers, a wave of spiritual power enveloped the small table next to the door.

On the black table was a folded white talisman and a glass bottle with soft flower branches. Yin Xuansheng did not speak until the spiritual power covered the black table.

"That's a listener."

Not waiting for the call, but listening to their movements all the time, and every word will fall into the ears of another talisman holder.

Xia Zijiao's spine shivered, and he took a step closer to Yin Xuansheng silently. He was afraid that there was danger here, but he didn't know what danger would arise: "I feel strange everywhere here? They said that the Li family disappeared. Will a person's hereditary family really disappear in a city in a blink of an eye?"

The young man pouted his neck and talked about this matter as calmly as possible, but he couldn't hide the slight panic in his eyes. His crow-like eyelashes were flickering, as if trying to hide his emotions, but he couldn't hide the wetness in his retreat. dark eyes.

"Let's find out Dingpo quickly, I'm sure I won't even be able to sleep well if I live here."

Only a young man can say such delicate words so naturally and so endearingly.

Yin Xuansheng looked at the young man's slightly lowered eyes: "Okay, rest for a while, let's go outside and have a look first." He raised his hand as he spoke, and the silver-white demon-killing sword appeared in his hand.

"You take back the demon sword first, and keep it close to your body."

Xia Zijiao nodded again and again, and reached out to take the Demon Eliminating Sword. With the Demon Eliminating Sword close to his body, he naturally felt more at ease.

This sword has been in Yin Xuansheng's hands for the past two days, at the beginning there was a cry of grief and anger, but after two days, it was like an eggplant beaten by frost, and there was no sound anymore.

At this time, returning to Xia Zijiao's hands, it was like returning to a gentle hometown, a sense of intimacy spontaneously emerged, enveloping the youth group in it.

Yin Xuansheng looked at the appearance of the Exorcist Sword relying closely on the young man, and the sword energy of the Exorcist Sword was still struggling and counterattacked in the palm of his hand. Although the power was not enough to hurt him, it also left fine and dense traces of the sword energy , one after another.

This sword, hate him.

Holding the sword, the young man slightly lowered his eyes to look at the bright and clean long sword in his hand. When Yin Xuansheng was holding Yuechen this day, he could see how much Yuechen resisted, and he also felt a little doubt in his heart. Wasn't his half-soul in the sword? Logically speaking, his half-soul shouldn't have resisted Yin Xuansheng like this.

Yin Xuansheng just suppressed Yuechen Sword along the way. No matter what kind of counterattack Yuechen Sword made, he would not hurt Yuechen Sword. Xia Zijiao knew that he did not want to hurt Yuechen Sword. The Sword of Exorcism or the Sword of Exorcism is no different from a piece of scrap iron. What he tolerates is never Yuechen, but his half soul, and himself who needs to get back half soul.

And for some reason, although every time I get the Yuechen Sword, there will be a sense of completeness that has been made up for, but there seems to be another will hidden in it. Although it protects him, it does not agree with him, and it does not agree with Yin Xuansheng. .

"Yuechen, don't always resist Xuansheng like this. He treats me very well. If it weren't for him, I might have died before I saw you. Without him, there would be no me, and there would be no You will see the light of day again." As he spoke, the young man raised his finger and lightly tapped on the hilt of his sword.

"Do you understand?"

Yin Xuansheng looked at Yin Xuansheng seriously lecturing on the Exorcist Sword, and the boy's slightly drooping eyes became a little solemn.

Yin Xuansheng said quietly: "There are other miscellaneous auras in the demon sword, it should be the sword spirit, it will protect the half-soul, and it will also protect you."

Xia Zijiao raised his eyes, he didn't expect Yin Xuansheng to say such a thing.

It turns out that in Yin Xuansheng's eyes, it doesn't matter how the sword treats him, as long as he can guard him well, even if the sword treats him like this, he doesn't care at all.

Although he probably said this because he was very strong, strong enough to ignore everything in this world, and the Yuechen Sword was not worthy of his attention, but the young man cared a little.

The young man blinked in confusion, and raised his right hand, revealing his long, empty fingers. Although there was nothing on them, both of them could feel that there was a red line between them.

"But it will also guard me, and he came earlier than Moondust, didn't he?"

The red thread was tied on their ring fingers, tied with Yin Xuansheng's essence and blood, and connected to Yin Xuansheng's life. Although the Yuechen Sword gave him a very good feeling, he still wanted to tell Yin Xuansheng.

He thinks this red line is more important.