Mo Qingcheng

Chapter 31 Hanabaki

Unexpectedly, he would also be attacked by the enchanted spirit in the pavilion, Lu Xiaonian was a little unsteady.

As if cooperating with the monster energy encroaching from the outside world, the little monster energy left in his body also launched a fierce counterattack at the same time, as if he was going all out to gamble with the Buddha energy that was about to refine himself.

There was fine cold sweat on the forehead of the cultivator, and he unconsciously exerted some strength in grabbing Hua Moyi's palm.Hua Moyi was caught by him until his wrists were numb, and he said in pain, "Little boy, why are you holding on to me so tightly..."

He couldn't hear what Lu Xiaonian said, but he slowly let go of his hand.Hua Moyi heaved a sigh of relief, in the dark, she couldn't see Lu Xiaonian biting her lower lip tightly, her handsome face was pale, and she could only rely on the air flow around her to notice that Lu Xiaonian moved her body against the stone wall beside her.

Hua Moyi groped and moved to the side of the stone wall, and tentatively groped the uneven stone wall, but couldn't find any clues, only roughly guessed that the stone wall seemed to be quite thick, and it took real energy It seems impossible to forcefully break through this stone wall.

Hua Moyi murmured to Lu Xiaonian: "Little white face, this stone wall is very thick, unlike the stone used to build the Huajing Pavilion back then, we really went to another place. Do you have a fire pocket on you? Light the fire first."

Lu Xiaonian didn't say a word, he leaned his head against the cold stone wall, his breathing was short, and he chanted the exercise method taught by Jiulian Chan to suppress the explosive monster energy in his body with all his strength.The corners of his lips bit out bright red blood, and the beating heart seemed to rush out of all limbs and bones through the churning blood.

"Why shouldn't I? Didn't you cry in fright?" Hua Moyi's mood was still unaffected by the unknown adversity, and she happily teased the silent Lu Xiaonian, "Maybe you tell me to forgive me, This young master will hold your hand mercifully, to eliminate your childish fear of the dark?"

Hua Moyi was actually not in a hurry to be trapped in this kind of place, counting the time, he and Lu Xiaonian had already been in Huajing Pavilion for three days, whether father, elder brother or Qianqiu, they should have known that they had come in; If you can't find anyone in Huajing Pavilion, you will have to mobilize people to rescue them.

Moreover, this sudden change of scene is scary at first glance, but at best it scares foreigners like Lu Xiaonian. No matter what, the mechanism designed by the royal family will not be used against the royal family, so he is very relieved. ──Hua Moyi thought a little regretfully, in a situation similar to this moment of being trapped in a secret room, if it were him and a peerless beauty, it would be the lonely man, widow, woman, gifted scholar and beautiful woman described in the ancient book. What should be done and what should not be done are done together, making a perfect story.

Now it's him and an elm boy who doesn't understand the style, the two big men are trapped here, not to mention developing a good relationship, it's a waste of money.

"It's really a waste of God's kindness..." Thinking of this, Hua Moyi said to herself.

However, after thinking about it again, Hua Moyi felt that Lu Xiaonian's appearance was also beautiful and coquettish, and if he was serious about it, he would not lose to any slender woman he had ever seen...

Lu Xiaonian still didn't answer him, only Hua Moyi's echo echoed around the stone wall in the dead silence.The Second Highness was upset, "Lu Xiaonian, are you asleep!" He raised his hand and pulled at his skirt.

I don't know where Lu Xiaonian was touched by this talk, the cultivator's half-closed eyes trembled slightly, and suppressed a muffled hum.He concealed it quickly, not wanting Hua Moyi to be worried, but Hua Moyi had already touched his sweaty skirt along his sleeve, and was shocked: "What's wrong with you, little white face? Why are you sweating so much? Are you hurt?" Is it done?"

The evil spirit from the outside world became stronger and more domineering, completely suppressing Lu Xiaonian's bone Buddha body; those evil spirits inherited from Lu Zishu that were about to be successfully refined, were ready to move under the influence of this external temptation, and launched an attack. Wave after wave of comeback counterattacks.The situation is even worse than it was in Huawu Palace a few days ago. At that time, it was just lax practice and there was still room for turning around, but now it is really facing the desperate situation of going crazy.

Lu Xiaonian's sweat drenched his heavy clothes, his mind was already dizzy and about to collapse, his body was tightly pressed against the coolness!On the stone wall of the person, trying to use the coldness of the stone wall to find some wisps of sanity.Hua Moyi called him a few times, but he couldn't respond, only vague shadows flickered in his narrowed eyes.

The Buddha Qi slowly dissipated from the acupuncture points all over his body, Lu Xiaonian knew in his heart that if the Buddha Qi dissipated, not only would all the Buddha's bones be destroyed, but he might become half a useless person in the future.He tried his best to gather his mind and suppress the speed of the dispersion of Buddha's energy.

Hua Moyi touched the Buddha's aura escaping from his fingertips. The demon was jealous of the Buddha. His Second Highness shrank back in shock, instinctively wanting to escape.

But soon Hua Moyi realized what had happened.

In this confined space, there is a monster aura that makes him feel relaxed and happy, so he stays in it leisurely, fearless; but for Lu Xiaonian, the degree of danger is no less than that of the ancient path before entering the cabinet.The conflict between the two spirits of Buddha and demon in his body must have happened again.

Hua Moyi suddenly became impatient, unable to look at the situation of the little boy, he only knew that his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and he must be enduring great torture.At this moment, Hua Moyi was inexplicably more anxious than she was in danger, and regardless of the risk of hurting herself if Lu Xiaonian lost his Buddha energy, she hurriedly pressed his shoulder, "Calm down, remember the formula taught by your master, don't be fooled by this Defeat with a bit of demon energy──"

Lu Xiaonian's body was limp, and as soon as he shook, she fell into his arms.

Hua Moyi subconsciously caught the person, and the cultivator's fiery body temperature and faint sandalwood fragrance invaded the flower demon's body together.Hua Moyi was startled, his breath suddenly became a little unstable, he gently shook Lu Xiaonian who was half leaning on his shoulder, "Hey, pretty boy, hello..."

The posture of Lu Xiaonian leaning towards him was also terrible, the cultivator tilted his head, and his light and weak breathing seemed to be scattered on Hua Moyi's most sensitive earlobe.Hua Moyi's ears itch, and then a crimson blush climbed up from her neck, until her fair and clear face was dyed with a thin layer of powder.He unnaturally wanted to push the person away, but as soon as he moved his arm, Lu Xiaonian was about to fall to the side as if all the bones in his body had been pulled out.

So the flower demon had no choice but to be in a dilemma, letting Lu Xiaonian lean on his shoulder, enduring the strange feeling of embarrassment that slowly rose up in her body.

He still held a sliver of hope that Lu Xiaonian would be able to finish adjusting his breath soon and recover as before by relying on him like this.But Hua Moyi stiffened her body, waiting and waiting, but she failed to wait for Lu Xiaonian to adjust to the Buddha's and monster's energy, instead, the man's weaker and weaker breathing and more and more frightening Buddha's energy dissipated , Realized sadly——that worthless person, who was not good at cultivation, he, unexpectedly, just like that, passed out!

"Lu Xiaonian, you were the one who said you wanted to lift the witch spell for me, and you were the one who said you wanted to come to the Huajing Pavilion to look up the historical materials and come up with a countermeasure. You made a solemn promise, but in the end, you didn't want me to save you?" Hua Moyi Gritting her silver teeth, she wished she could kick someone off her body, "Please take care of your own affairs before you try to show off next time!"

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and she groped for the collar of the cultivator. Hua Moyi resigned herself to tearing off the tightly wrapped outer robe of the cultivator, and threw it aside.

"You owe me this kindness, even if you exchange the life of the third generation... it's not enough."