"What about Senior Sister Xun and the others?"

"Where, my senior sister said you will definitely find this place, so let me wait for you by the lake."

The two of them walked towards the place where Su Qingqing and his friends were hiding. Ye Ku peeled the roll of linen from the sword and said, "This is what you threw over just now."

Xu Ke glanced at it, shook his head, and said in confusion: "What is throwing it over is not my thing, and I won't throw my own things around. Is there anything wrong with this cloth?"

Ye Ku said "Oh" and did not want to talk about this matter. He handed the ice blue sword to Xu Ke and said, "For you, your Senior Sister Xun's sword, you will take it back to her later."

"Ah..." Xu Ke was stunned. Binglan's sword had been handed to him by Ye Ku. Then he reached out to take it and hugged it in his arms as if he was holding a treasure. "Thank you, senior brother."

"Why do I thank me for doing? I want to thank you for helping me with it." Ye Ku smiled and waved his hand, as if he suddenly thought of something, and said, "By the way, you have a family tree in your family who are your ancestors. Your heirloom is really magical. In my opinion, I am afraid it is many times more powerful than the treasures of many sects."

Xu Ke thought for a while, pondered for a moment, and said, "My family is poor, and I can't read a lot of words from two generations of elders in my family. I have the honor of worshiping Gu Ling for three lives. I must not have this genealogy, and I have never heard them talk about it. As for who this ancestor is, I have never heard my father and grandpa mention it."

Ye Ku had heard of Xu Ke's family background, and because of this, he had more doubts in his heart, and said, "No, I have also seen the magic of this parchment scroll. This thing must have been written by a monk and that pen. Since it is the same as that parchment scroll, how could it be left out?"

"This... I don't know much. After I worshipped the ancient spirit, I also went home to see it. My parents and the others seemed to really not understand the practice of Taoism." This was a private matter, but the person who asked was Ye Ku, and Xu Ke didn't feel disgusted. He subconsciously wanted to scratch his head, but he realized that Xun Mei's sword was still in his arms, so he quickly put his hand back to his original place.

Ye Ku suddenly stopped and picked up a piece of branch. A little white light condensed on the tip of the branch. He used the branch instead of his pen, and his pen was like a dragon and a snake, and what was written on the trunk.

It seemed like I felt something strange behind me, and Xu Ke also stopped, "Why did you stop, Hey, Senior Brother, what are you doing?"

Soon, Ye Ku stopped moving, waved his hand, pointed at the big tree with branches and traces, and said, "Have you heard of this name?"

Xu Ke did not doubt that he was, and looked at the place where Ye Ku pointed. There were three words engraved on the brown tree trunk, and each stroke was extremely dull, as if it was a knife, which was quite interesting to the stone.

"Xu Danqing."

Xu Ke stared at the tree trunk and whispered the three words. He was hesitant in his words, as if he was chewing something, his eyes were confused and puzzled.

"Or it's this name." Ye Ku's voice seemed to have a kind of magic. Xu Ke couldn't help but turn his head and looked at it. He saw that the three words "Xu Danqing" were also on the trunk. At some point, the words were engraved with words. The pen was like a knife, and every word was sonorous.

"Mo Ke"

Xu Ke's eyes were even more confused, and he paused word by word. After reading these two words, he turned his head slightly and his mouth moved, as if he was chewing slowly, and he wanted to swallow the two words "Mo Ke" and "Xu Danqing" into his stomach.

Ye Ku saw clearly, Xu Ke's face was full of confusion, as if an unsolved ancient mystery lingers on him, as if he had sunk into an inexplicable realm. His hands holding the sword were loosened, and the edge of the Ice Blue Sword was shaking and suddenly he was about to fall.

Ye Ku hesitated for a while, and finally gave up the idea of ​​using Jin Xing to take over the spiritual sense to stab Xu Ke in his sword.

"What do these words mean? It seems to be two people's names"

It seemed like there was a moment of trance, Xu Ke's voice was clear, and he hugged the ice sword in his arms again, and the confusion on his face disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

Ye Ku saw the changes in Xu Ke during this moment, "It's nothing. When you see you, you think of two friends. You feel like you." He raised his hand and was about to wipe off the marks on the two trees, but he saw that the place where the name was originally engraved was as intact as before, and the bark was mottled, but there was no trace of the handwriting!

"I've seen a ghost." Ye Ku's back chilled, his heart pounding violently, and he almost shouted. In this broad daylight, he and Xu Ke had the mysterious true energy in his body, so where did the quiet ghost monster come from?

"Senior Brother Ye" Xu Ke rushed over with a quick step, grabbed Ye Ku's arm and shook it, then he called Ye Ku back to his senses, "What's wrong with you? But where did you hurt just now?"

Ye Ku pushed away Xu Ke's hand without any trace, bent down and picked up the roll of linen that had just fallen on the ground, thinking to himself: "It's all for my own sake. Ye Ku, Ye Ku, just hide your curiosity in your heart, and you must try it out more. It's really a stone to shoot yourself in the foot."

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but I picked up the roll of linen from the ground and felt a little warm. The two walked for more than ten miles, and a little flattened, and there was a crackling sound of flames on the ground, but the traces of Xun Mei and others were missing.

"Senior sister! Senior sister! Miss Li!"

Xu Ke was shocked and walked forward quickly. He didn't know if it was with He Xuanfa. He looked like a burst of ink smoke. In the blink of an eye, he arrived next to the flame and looked around. He shouted anxiously, but the shout echoed in the empty forest and no one responded.

The body movement Xu Ke showed in a hurry surprised Ye Ku. This was incomparable to his time chasing a fat Taoist priest in the town that day. In such a short time, it was hard to imagine that Xu Ke would have such great progress, either Xu Ke had hidden strength at that time, but if he really thought Ye Ku and his men were senior brothers and sisters of the same school, why would he hide anything in this matter?

Or it was the handwriting he had just carved. Although Ye Ku didn't know what happened to Xu Ke, he undoubtedly had an adventure similar to an epiphany.

"Don't worry, there are no signs of fighting here, Xun Mei and the others should not encounter any danger." Ye Ku pressed Xu Ke's shoulder and told him not to panic, "Maybe they will just leave temporarily and come back in a while."

Before he finished speaking, a rustling sound came from a distance. Ye Ku raised his chin. The two of them looked at him. Sure enough, there were Xun Mei and the other two. Li Qing was holding Su Qingqing in his arms, and his forehead was only at Xiao Nan's arms around Xun Mei's waist. He was holding a lot of firewood, black and almost blocking his little face.

It was the day at the right time, and the forest was full of bright light, with thin dew stained with clothes that were not wet, mixed with a smell that was rotten and not rotten, as if it was withered and not dried.

Xu Ke's heart was calm, and suddenly turned from yin to sunny. He was happy and was about to step forward. When a black mist suddenly surged from Xun Mei's back, a white arm poked out from the black mist. Xun Rufeng Lei was silent, stabbing Xun Mei's back heart, trying to cut out her heart!

As murderous intent came, Xun Mei was still unaware of it. She was talking to Li Qing about these things, as if she saw Ye Ku and Xu Ke waiting, her steps became much lighter.

Black and white suddenly appeared, and Ye Ku noticed the hand that was poking out from the black fog earlier than Xu Ke. Yin and Yang were invisible, but there was no time to completely stop it.

"Chew!"

"puff!"

Almost no matter how one did it, the momentum of the Yin-Yang Xuanqi hit the white arm around the ground, but the palm had already stabbed Xun Mei's back like a sharp knife, throwing out a large piece of blood, splashing to the side, dyeing red.

At this time, Ye Ku also came to Xun Mei, and the black and white mysterious energy lingered, locking the white arm like a shackle. The Yin energy covered the hand, and the palm was upright like a knife, and a palm fell down.

The other end of the black fog seemed to be able to understand everything that happened here. A faint exclaim appeared in the black fog. The arm that poked out from it was imprisoned by Yin and Yang, unable to move in a certain way, unable to move, and the Yin Qi fell, and with a "chi" sound, the arm was cut off, and it became a true Qi dissipated.

It turned out that this arm was not a real thing, but was transformed by the mysterious method. A muffled groan came from the other end of the black fog, as if it was painful and injured. The fog rolled back and wrapped around Ye Ku's body. Suddenly, a huge force was torn against him, as if he was taking revenge on him and ruining his good things, and he wanted to wrap him and leave with Ye Ku.

The body shines brightly, and a Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram floats on Ye Ku's lower abdomen. The black and white energy roams around the sound of the sound of the black fog, like a battle suit, flowing out mysterious light. There was another scream at the other end of the black fog, but this time it was shocked by the protection of Yin-Yang. Perhaps it was because of the difficulty of accomplishing things, and the black fog no longer entangles it, rushed back and penetrated into the void.

The black and white on Ye Ku's face dissipated, and a few shallow fingerprints appeared under the black and white. When the black fog receded, he slapped him with all his remaining strength. He touched half of the face and felt a little confused.

That slap didn't seem to hurt him, nor did it mean to take his life. It was more like venting anger, and he had to find something to vent his anger.

Xu Ke had already rushed to Xun Mei, with a sad face. He swept out a flat ground with mysterious method, helped Xun Mei to sit down slowly, Li Ling hugged Su Qingqing, as if she was scared and did not dare to move.

Xiao Nan loosened his hand, and the firewood in his arms fell to the ground with a crackling sound. She ran over and saw Xun Mei’s lips were blue and the wounds behind her were dark, as if they were burned by evil fire. Dark red blood was seeping out of the scorch marks, and she opened her teeth and claws, which were ferocious and terrifying.

"Big sister, you..."

"sword……"

Xun Mei's eyes were blurred and she murmured. Xu Ke didn't have the heart to pay attention to Xiao Nan now. She grabbed Xiao Nan a few times around and caught a glimpse of a flash of ice blue. When he waved his hand, the flash of ice blue flew into his hand and quickly handed it to Xun Mei, "Senior sister, don't be afraid, me, I..."

He kept "I" a few times, but couldn't think of any good method. Xun Mei's wound was quite strange. He didn't know what to do, so he naturally did not dare to act rashly, for fear of helping the worsen his injuries.

Binglan started and burst into divine beauty, tangling like mist, the ice energy hit people and covered Xun Mei's wounds. The momentum of Jiaobao was originally spreading, but it improved slightly. However, although Binglan's sword edge was magical, it was just an unconscious protection of the master. The blue light like a wandering silk is just a drop in the bucket.

Xun Mei groaned, and was already confused and confused. Her hand holding the sword couldn't help but relax a little, relying on her tenacity to hold on to her before she could faint.

When Xu Ke saw the opportunity, he appeared in front of him one by one. He held Xun Mei in one hand and painted on the sheepskin scroll with the other. In a moment, the sword exactly the same as the ice blue in Xun Mei's hand was outlined by him. Xu Ke held the pen and pointed it on the sword, as if it was the finishing touch. The sword drawn from the entire ink line flew out from the scroll and hung in the air.

There seemed to be an inexplicable connection between the ink sword and the ice blue in Xun Mei's hand. The ice blue came out of her hand and gradually merged into one with the ink sword. The azure that was more than several times thicker than before came out, which eventually curbed the spread of Xun Mei's upper back.
Chapter completed!