Sir, do you have a survival guide?

"Do you feel anything unusual?"

Feng Shuang spread Xia Yunyi's hand flat on his own, carefully observing the lines on Xia Yunyi's palm.

"No."

Although Xia Yunyi felt a little strange, Feng Shuang was the only reliable and knowledgeable person he could find.

With a thought in his mind, a small blue fire appeared and danced in his palm, and then transformed into a black long knife.

When leaving Brother Ye and the others for two hours, Xia Yunyi ran into Feng Shuang by chance.

At that time, Feng Shuang was alone, standing on the top of a small hill, holding the spirit sword, with his back turned to him.

Before he had time to think about why Feng Shuang was here, and why Feng Shuang was alone, Xia Yunyi happily went up to greet Feng Shuang, not even thinking about Hu Tong's hesitant expression beside him.

After seeing Feng Shuang, for some reason, Xia Yunyi suddenly felt that he could let go of part of his heart, at least the person in front of him could be trusted.

He told Feng Shuang about his situation without hesitation.

Feng Shuang lowered his head and looked at the black long knife in Xia Yunyi's hand, with a sense of wonder in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and slid over the black knife, saying:

"I've only seen this kind of situation in books, but I didn't expect that I can see it with my own eyes now."

Speaking of this, Feng Shuang suddenly raised her head and asked solemnly:

"Although it may be offensive to say so, but, Yun Yi, can you tell me what my real body is?"

Xia Yunyi's face froze: "Why do you need to know this?"

"Your saber seems to be an innate weapon." Feng Shuang explained.

"innate?"

"Yes." Feng Shuang showed Xia Yunyi the spirit sword in his arms, and said, "The current weapons are mostly forged separately, but the innate weapons are different."

He couldn't help but cast his eyes on the black knife in Xia Yunyi's hand again, and said:

"I learned from ancient books that in ancient times, some people or demons with special blood were born with the ability to turn part of themselves into weapons, just like you... It's a pity that later..."

"Then what?"

"Afterwards the Three Realms were in chaos. During the catastrophe, these bloodlines were either gradually diluted or disappeared. There were very few innate weapons left behind. However, now I can actually see an innate weapon with my own eyes."

Feng Shuang asked again:

"Yun Yi, what exactly are you?"

Xia Yunyi didn't answer this time, his expression was a bit unsightly, he slowly put back the knife in his hand, and replied coldly:

"God knows."

Seeing that Xia Yunyi's complexion was not right, Feng Shuang also understood that what she said was a little out of date, so she nodded apologetically at Xia Yunyi and asked:

"I got lost with my teammates, can you and I form a team together now?"

Before Xia Yunyi could finish speaking, Hu Tong at the side finally became anxious, and immediately stepped in, shouting at Feng Shuang:

"Are you sick? Are you a priest with us monsters?"

A wall of flesh suddenly appeared in front of him, Feng Shuang blinked his eyes, and was surprised for a few seconds, then he recovered his expressionless face, raised his chin coldly and said:

"I don't accept demons."

After a pause, he glanced at Xia Yunyi at the side, and added, "At present."

"Okay, brother."

Xia Yunyi patted Hu Tong's arm, walked out from behind Hu Tong, and signaled Hu Tong to make way.

Then, under Hu Tong's aggrieved eyes, Xia Yunyi and Feng Shuang looked at each other and said:

"Can you keep me safe? I'm being targeted by 'Catfish'."

Hearing the word "catfish", Feng Shuang frowned, and involuntarily looked behind him, but after only turning a few degrees, he turned his head back abruptly, and then said to Xia Yunyi with firm eyes:

"it is good."

"...You don't care about your junior?"

From Feng Shuang's subtle little movements, Xia Yun Yifu felt his heart, he narrowed his eyes, and cast a meaningful glance at the direction Feng Shuang was looking at just now.

If there were no accidents, the group of Taoist priests should be there, but I don't know why Feng Shuang ran out alone.

"People always grow up."

Feng Shuang pretended not to see Xia Yunyi's complicated eyes, he slowly shifted his gaze to Xia Yunyi's right hand, and said slowly, "But I have a condition."

Without Feng Shuang opening his mouth, Xia Yunyi silently transformed the black knife, placed it flat in front of Feng Shuang, and said:

"I know, I can lend you this knife. But you have to be careful, it's made of fire."

At that moment, a bright light called fanaticism burst out from the depths of Feng Shuang's eyes, this light was so bright that Xia Yunyi almost couldn't help turning his face away.

After taking Feng Shuang under his command with a knife, Xia Yunyi heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and asked Hu Tong on the other side:

"I'm going to kill the catfish, brother, do you want to join?"

"Just the three of us?"

Hu Tong was shocked,

"Are you kidding me?"

"I'm not kidding."

Xia Yunyi pursed his lips and said, "That catfish came for me, and now...no one in Jiuhua believes me... Well, generally speaking, only the three of you are willing to believe me."

As for Feng Shuang, the fact that Feng Shuang came alone meant that Feng Shuang didn't want to involve the entire team.

After listening to Xia Yunyi's words, Hu Tong was silent for a long time.

When Xia Yunyi thought that Hu Tong was going to leave him for a long time, Hu Tong suddenly stretched out his hand, pinched Xia Yunyi's face, and said helplessly under Xia Yunyi's surprised eyes:

"Okay, I will risk my life to accompany 'my brother'."

"However, I'm still curious about one thing."

Hu Tong glanced thoughtfully at Feng Shuang at the side, and sighed,

"Xiao Xia, you did a great job as a double-faced undercover agent."

Xia Yunyi: "..."

After the three decided to go together, after some discussion, they found that only Hu Tong hadn't finished gathering the herbs, so they decided to help Hu Tong gather the herbs while waiting for Yunyan to come find them by himself.

Feng Shuang is indeed a senior brother, his knowledge and experience are much better than Xia Yunyi's half-baked guy, under his leadership, Hu Tong quickly found the herb he was looking for.

While Hu Tong was happily climbing the mountain wall to pick the herbs he needed, Xia Yunyi and Feng Shuang stood at the bottom of the cliff, looking up at Hu Tong climbing on the rock wall.

This small Kunlun is much larger than Xia Yunyi imagined. After walking with Feng Shuang for a day, Xia Yunyi found that although most of the places here are plains and forests, there are other landforms. small world.

For example, their group has been heading south all the way, passing through the edge of a small desert. At that time, Xia Yunyi was standing on the edge of the desert and the Gobi. They felt that they had experienced a forest not long ago, and now they could see a desert. surprise.

At that time, Feng Shuang caught up from behind, stopped Xia Yunyi from going into the desert, explained that there might be quicksand inside, and successfully dispelled Xia Yunyi's excitement and curiosity.

After crossing the desert, Xia Yunyi and his group came to a place where mountains and cliffs protruded, and Hu Tong's medicinal herbs liked to grow on the cliffs, and it took a lot of effort for them to find the mountain with medicinal herbs. The wall, so the previous scene appeared.

When looking up at Hu Tong climbing higher and higher, Xia Yunyi finally couldn't take it anymore, twisted his neck, turned to look at Feng Shuang, and asked:

"how did you find me?"

"what?"

Feng Shuang and Xia Yunyi looked at each other in a daze.

"Aren't we separated?"

Xia Yunyi said,

"How did you find me later? Besides, why did you find me alone?"

Yes, why did you go to find Yun Yi alone?

Feng Shuang lowered his eyes, avoiding Xia Yunyi's gaze. He focused on the Spirit Sword scabbard in his arms, with delicate patterns wrapped around it, just like his current thoughts.

After Yun Yi left, while helping his brothers and sisters to solve various problems, he couldn't help but recall the words when the two left before:

"We're friends."

friend?

It should have been a good word.

Feng Shuang thought.

Perhaps it was because he thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night. One night, when Feng Shuang was meditating, he had a dream.

He had almost forgotten what was in the dream when he woke up, but he remembered the last scene:

In a deep blue sea of ​​fire, he half-kneeled beside a person, and asked that sentence.

In the dream, the man's face was blurry, leaning on a rock, Feng Shuang could barely make out that the man was wearing black tight soft armor, clean and neat, with one hand covering his abdomen, and the other hand was sluggish On the ground, there are still red blood stains on it.

Looking at the person in the dream, Feng Shuang knew that the person was also looking at him, and that the person seemed to be dying.

The man's eyes were very gentle. Although Feng Shuang couldn't see what he looked like, he felt that the man in front of him was very delicate. If he smiled, there must be a small dimple at the corner of his mouth, which was soft and cautious. poke on his heart.

However, he didn't dare to be careless, and he didn't have any such thoughts.

Because in the bottom of his heart, there was a voice telling him that the person in front of him was very strong, even at this point.

"%...*...*&"

Under Feng Shuang's gaze, the man suddenly moved his lips and said something.

"What did you say?"

Feng Shuang didn't hear what the man was saying, after hesitating again and again, he leaned over and asked:

"What did you just say?"

The man's lips moved again, but unfortunately, Feng Shuang still didn't hear the voice.

However, he didn't want to hear it anymore, because his chest suddenly hurt, Feng Shuang looked down and found that the man's hand had sunk straight into his chest.

Does it hurt?Do you regret it?

Feng Shuang glanced at her chest, which was continuously gushing blood, and suddenly felt a strange sense of unreality.

He raised his head and finally saw clearly the pupils of the person in front of him——

It was black and clear, and reflected a figure of Feng Shuang.

Although the face is exactly the same, there is a little more fairy seal inexplicably on the forehead, which is completely different from him now.

At this point, the dream came to an abrupt end. After Feng Shuang woke up, he was stunned for a long time.

Then, the idea of ​​looking for Xia Yunyi grew wildly in his mind like weeds.

He wanted...he wanted an answer, although Feng Shuang didn't know what the answer should be.

So after arranging everything, Feng Shuang bid farewell to the juniors and went to find Xia Yunyi.

Thank goodness he was lucky.

After recalling these, Feng Shuang sorted out his thoughts slightly, raised his head again, looked at Xia Yunyi seriously, and said:

"fate."

After a pause, he added:

"You and I are destined."

Faced with this answer, Xia Yunyi twitched the corner of his mouth, then changed the topic, and quickly pretended to care about Hu Tong and looked up:

"That's a coincidence... By the way, why isn't my brother coming down?"

An awkward atmosphere gradually spread between the two of them.

Hearing Xia Yunyi suddenly talking about Hu Tong, Feng Shuang was taken aback for a moment, then turned his face away and looked to the other side.

The temperature on his face suddenly got a little high, Feng Shuang blinked, and changed the topic casually:

"You... I heard you say 'catfish' before, why did he target you specifically?"

"how could I know."

Seeing that Feng Shuang didn't continue talking about fate, Xia Yunyi breathed a sigh of relief, so he continued talking along this topic.

Thinking of Yunyan's previous actions, Xia Yunyi's face darkened, and he said:

"I don't know why, but I always feel that he is waiting for me to grow up."

"Ok?"

Feng Shuang said that she didn't understand.

"Let's put it this way," Xia Yunyi explained with a dark face,

"As for me, it is equivalent to a newly grown fruit, Yunyan, also known as 'catfish', his role is similar to that of a fruit farmer, once I grow to the point he needs, he will not hesitate to take me Picked it off."

It's just that after that, who knows whether he will be made into jam or preserved fruit in the future.

……

Outside Little Kunlun, Shen Wuya and Wen Lan were in the school hospital, looking at the unconscious person on the hospital bed, silent.

The teacher on the hospital bed should be the "catfish" this time, but he was found in a corner of the campus, seriously injured and unconscious.

"Yunyan replaced him."

Shen Wuya suddenly spoke.

Wen Lan sighed, looked at Shen Wuya, and said:

"Professor Shen, you know that Yunyan has a special identity."

"Oh? Are you going to continue to shelter Yunyan?"

Shen Wuya raised his eyebrows and sneered at Wen Lan,

"I thought you guys should know who was more important."

This made Wen Lan break out in cold sweat in no time, he shook his head and said:

"It's up to you, I just want to trouble you to explain it to the principal himself."

"I know."

Shen Wuya reached out to Wen Lan and said, "Give me the key to enter Little Kunlun."

"No."

When Wen Lan answered these two words, her throat felt a little dry.He couldn't help but soften his legs in Shen Wuya's sudden burst of murderous aura, but he still held on stiffly. He collected himself and explained:

"You have to go to the headmaster for the key."

"That, sorry."

When Shen Wuya and Wen Lan looked at each other, another voice suddenly came from the door of the ward, interrupting their conversation.

Shen Wuya frowned and looked over, and saw a young man wearing black-rimmed glasses standing at the door. Seeing Shen Wuya looking over, the man smiled and said:

"Long time no see, Professor Shen."

"Guan Yuanqing."

Staring at the man for a moment, Shen Wuya finally remembered who this man was, and slowly pronounced the name.