"Remember how we came out of the cave two years ago?"
Thoughts flowed, Baili Fengjian's eyes lit up and returned to darkness.
Another dilemma.
Two years ago, in the closed cave behind Jiahuang Mountain, as the golden light shone on his shoulder, the entire stiff rock wall gradually softened like flesh and blood, and dripping blood oozed out.
Su Yue initially said that it was impossible to get out of here, but Yu asked Wei after she fainted, she changed her words to Baili Fengjian. It was not impossible to walk away.
The conversation that day is vivid in my mind.
"Do you know that the seal on your shoulder seals Gu Zhan's three souls and one spirit. Unlocking three of them and borrowing the power of the demon king can get out of here. The price of borrowing power is that Gu Zhan is one step closer to his birth. Once he is born, he will inevitably disturb the world and be at ease."
"But as long as the seal of the remaining soul is not untied, the demon king will still not be born."
"The bird stone sculpture seals Gu Zhan's four souls and two spirits. His remaining three souls are sealed by the blood of the Lord. It is not easy to untie them all, so he has been waiting for a thousand years, but he is meticulous and can grasp even the fleeting opportunity."
"No wonder that Guzhan asked me to leave a bowl of blood from Longyuan White Sword and Ache, it turned out to be the purpose of this."
"If you want to go out today, you must ensure that the remaining seal is not untied."
That day, Baili Fengjian nodded solemnly in the closed cave. He was arrogant and would definitely not make any mistakes in what he agreed to.
When he finally left the cave, he asked, what exactly is the cave?
Su Yue attached to the sword and gave a sentence from Youyou, it was the heart.
Now two years later, there is no way out in the magma Jedi. Only by untiing the remaining soul of Guzhan can we get out of here.
Instead, Su Yue comforted him: "Gu Zhan still has four souls and five spirits and is still sealed. It would not be a big deal to return him to three souls and one spirit."
But Baili Fengjian knew in his heart that the power of the whip-stone sculpture has become weaker and weaker after a thousand years. One day, the only key to the birth of the demon king is Jing Che.
He doesn't like this feeling of forcing himself to the end and making compromises step by step.
Because Jing Che is the heir to the blood of the Lord and has three ** divine seals in his arms, once the focus of the world falls on her, it will definitely be a disaster or a blessing for her. He really can't bear it. He wants her to go through bumpy plots at a young age, which is even more of a tragic mistake for him to be a master.
But if they die here together, Zhen Yi's remaining bloodline will be cut off.
His side look fell on Jing Che, and she looked worried.
He was alone and had no worries, and came and went freely. He was safe and sound without him in the past few decades, and the same was true for the long years to come. But A Che was different. Her life experience was destined to be her importance to the world.
"Ache," Baili Fengjian's eyes were upset, and he calmed down and bent down, "You——"
His breathing was overwhelming from above and over her soft hair.
"I want to live, right?"
Jingche looked up and met his eyes, as dark as a pool of ink, and a small girl reflected inside.
"Yes." Because of him.
Baili Fengjian burst into laughter inexplicably and rubbed her hair. When it slipped from the palm of her hand, it looked like quicksand.
He said nothing.
At this time, a gust of wind swept through out of thin air, turning the rolling lava and rolling up the vortex. Baili Fengjian was in the center of the vortex. The true energy bursting from him stimulated his hair and robe, and a golden light rushed out on his shoulders.
Then everything fell into a brief silence. Baili Fengjian stood firm and smiled at Jingche with peace of mind, but couldn't stop groaning and bleed.
The blood fell into the magma, but disappeared in the blink of an eye. The originally thin protection world became denser again.
"Master!" This scene came for no reason. Jing Che was anxious and strange, and reached out to wipe the red corners of his mouth.
Baili Fengjian pulled his lips, laughed indifferently, wrapped her hands around her hands, stepped on her long legs, and said, "Let's go."
"Ah? What's wrong?" Jing Che was pulled by him, not sure why. All this was inexplicable for her. It was a path that was a terrible one just now. After a few secret codes with Su Yue, it became a path that would never be a terrible one.
Baili Fengjian smiled slantedly and said nothing, and the smile was heavy.
The more Jing Che thought about it, the more annoyed she felt. The master always treated her as a child who needed protection without any worries, and thought that she didn't need to know too much, and just enjoy his protection. He just didn't understand her at all.
On the contrary, with Su Yue and the cave two years ago, it seems that they have lived and died together, and they are even more in tune with each other, which makes others envious.
Yes, it was Su Yue's speech that interrupted the full affection she was about to express.
Thinking of this, I was so annoyed, but I couldn't get angry with Su Yue, so I just shook Baili Fengjian's hand away and said coldly for no reason: "You are not afraid of suffocating yourself to death with so many secrets in your heart."
"What's wrong with me-" Baili Fengma spread his hands innocently. At this time, a bloody gushed up in his throat. He swallowed it back, and he still had a casual smile on his face.
She walked angrily in front of her. Baili Fengjian thought she was starting to be angry again. She used to being used to it now and didn't take it to heart, but just followed her without leaving her in a row.
This time I walked against the undercurrent direction, and the road was unobstructed. After walking for a long time, I finally felt that the magma gradually faded and a flat road appeared in front of me.
It was a dark hole entrance, and there was nothing to look out, but the darkness was still dark behind it. However, when I stepped out, the willows and flowers suddenly became clear.
Even Jing Che, who was angry, was stunned. This is the world hidden under the magma?
After walking through hell, it should be filled with darkness and blood, and the evil spirits are in danger of being in the gate. However, the scenery in front of you is clear mountains and clear water, gentle breeze caressing, and fragrance from the petals.
Green mountains are like cradles surrounding the green water. The hot springs under the waterfall are moist. Looking around, you can see a circle of high city walls vaguely at the end of the petals of the woods. Smoke rises from the city wall and spreads slowly in the air, like a paradise on earth.
Baili Fengjian's eyes were swept by lazily, and he was still vigilant. This place was filled with strange aura. At first glance, there was no problem, but there was an indescribable falsehood everywhere.
"Master, that's someone." Jing Che just said softly to him without looking back.
Baili Fengma also saw it.
There should be two people, one turned around and stepped into the woods and disappeared, while the other, looking at the figure and clothes, should be a woman, and her face was too far away to see clearly. At the same time, he also smelled a bloody smell.
"Ache, I'm here, you're here."
As soon as he heard it, Jing Che had already frowned, and his anger became more and more intense. He always felt that he was self-righteous in protecting her, and she always felt like she was being excluded.
But without waiting for her to agree or refuse, he clicked his feet and swept over, and in the blink of an eye, there was only a small dot left.
Jing Che kicked the stone hard, and it rolled out, hitting a tree, and the petals fell all over the ground.
I looked up casually and saw a piece of robe hanging down from the tree, leaving no life.
Jing Che tentatively threw a stone up, but the man did not react at all, so she boldly flew up.
The branches were covered by green petals and green leaves. They looked dense from the outside, but in fact the space inside was very wide, enough for two people to lie together. Jing Che walked up and saw a man who seemed to be injured, curled up and lying there in pain.
She leaned over to turn over the man's body, but the man still had some consciousness. Even with his eyes closed, he still pinched Jing Che's throat with his hand.
Fortunately, Jing Che did not react slowly, and his head turned around and his hair was just grabbed.
The man almost used up his last strength in this blow, and then his arms fell softly and drooped again.
After retracting his hair, Jing Che muttered and complained: "Everyone likes you will have to kill you, as for--"
But after clearly seeing the man's face, she choked.
"Seven Shadows?"
Jing Che was so shocked that he almost lifted his body and fell down.
She and her master walked through a road to hell and entered a strange paradise. Before they could find out the origin of this place, they actually met Qiying here first?
If someone told her that this was actually the base camp of Zhenyi people, she would not be surprised.
Let’s wake up Qiying first and then ask.
Take out a elixir from the sleeve and feed it into Qiying's mouth, and then divide some true energy into his body.
Fortunately, Qiying's injuries were not serious, and he woke up after a while.
Qiying was also surprised: "Miss Ache?" After a hurry, his breath was disordered, and he was extremely tolerant and coughed softly.
"Don't be anxious, say it slowly," Jing Che couldn't help laughing when he saw Qiying's blushing face, "How could you be here?"
Qiying's tone became more and more anxious: "A Che, cough... Did the Sword Saint come together? Zuo Tingzhi, he was taken away by Xiao Jin."
"Xiao Jin is here too?" Jing Che shivered for no reason.
"There is another woman, she and Xiao Jin. Fortunately, I escaped with the magical technique, but Zuo Tingzhi's life and death are uncertain, and he has a map here..."
"What exactly is this place?" Jing Che asked urgently, but Qiying fainted again.
But no matter how hard he was, he couldn't wake him up.
Jing Che had no choice but to decide to go to find his master first, and to open the leaves and look out from the high treetops. He saw his master and the woman talking from afar.
"It's you?" the woman was surprised.
"What, can't it be me?" Baili Fengjian smiled at the man, and he was polite and alert and murderous intent.
"Hundred-Mile Sword Saint, it's been a long time since we saw each other." She closed her eyebrows and eyes without being humble and arrogant, and then raised them again without being surprised. Her face was gentle and grand, and her eyes fell on the treetops where Jing Che was.
"Mo Xuehan, don't be fine."
With a murderous aura, Long Yuan’s white sword was unsheathed, and with a clanging sound, Mo Xuehan unceremoniously pulled out his stick and blocked it.