Bone

Chapter 100

Flying in the sky, I saw a smear of light blue, a smear of misty black and a smear of moonlight, which turned into three afterimages and went straight to a thatched hut in the distant mountain, knocking open the crumbling wooden door.

Throwing Fu Duanshui, who was still in a coma, onto the grass bed, Tan Fengyue let out a sigh of relief, and rubbed his slightly sore shoulders, feeling grateful.

Fortunately, they went there in time and did not let the crown prince end him... I just don't know how the mortal crown prince would have the ability to hurt him?

Reading the doubt in his eyes, Qin Nianjiu unwrapped the cloth behind him, leaned lazily on the wooden bench beside him, and shrugged nonchalantly, "Maybe I used the talisman I drew for a try that night. ?”

That night, the three of Yuyan and Sanjiu returned from exploring the pagoda together, and brought back a piece of white silk with imprints on it, and he solved the spell on it, and tried to draw it on the talisman...then they dispersed I was in a hurry, and I didn't care where the talisman ended up.

Now it seems that Ji Zhuoran should have quietly taken it away and used it on his false friend and real brother.

...After all, didn't he ask a lot about how to use this talisman?

Recalling the scene when several people gathered together and worked together to discuss the solution to the law of the national teacher, looking back and looking at the present...

Then there was a burst of swelling and pain attacking the brain.

Unable to think about "then" and "now", Qin Nianjiu stopped his thoughts in time and rubbed his forehead faintly, "...it should be like this."

Keenly caught the cruel look in his eyes, but Tan Fengyue just pretended not to notice it, and Liangliang commented with some sarcasm: "After all, the royal family. It's not surprising to kill donkeys."

He hurriedly turned his head away before he could answer the words, and knocked three nines one time, "You haven't recovered from your injury, didn't you let you recuperate in the talisman, why did you run out again?"

Sanjiu stood beside Qin Nianjiu, uncharacteristically, he didn't chase after them and ask questions, and the eccentric vigor disappeared from his face, he just looked at Tan Fengyue timidly, bit his lips, He defended himself in a low voice, "Fu, Fuli is so bored..."

"Hui Fu." Qin Nianjiu turned his head to look at him, and patted the back of his head, "Be obedient."

Seeing the warning implied in his eyes, Sanjiu hastily lowered his head, but his movements were slow, and he even glanced at the two of them before reluctantly slipping back into the talisman, completely worried Heavy look.

...and so on.Looking at this scene, Tan Fengyue lowered her eyes slightly, and sighed silently in her heart.

This has been the case ever since the National Master Tower escaped from the raging flames.The ghost around him obviously remembered the past, but he didn't want to say anything to him. He just talked and laughed with him as usual. It's getting heavier and heavier, the eyes sometimes disappear; Sanjiuhun is seriously injured, he must have been shocked, and he must have guessed that there is something abnormal about his ghost, the whole little ghost is as wilted as an eggplant beaten by frost, and it is no longer as lively as usual , There is a sense of malaise everywhere...

And he-

He can't do anything about it either.

...and didn't even dare to ask a question.

The turmoil in my heart is hidden under the undercurrent, and there is only a whitewashed peace above it.Carefully maintaining this fragile "peace", they traveled for three days, took Tan's family out of the imperial capital, settled them properly, and settled a future trouble, and now Fu Duanshui has been kidnapped again——

Turning her thoughts to the business, Tan Fengyue calmed down a little, and looked at Fu Duanshui who had her eyes closed tightly on the bed, "Time is short, we can't keep him in a coma..."

As he said that, he was about to go forward to cast spells in a hurry, but was stopped by Qin Nianjiu when he was wrong, and he said: "Don't bother, I'll try it."

Just now when he rescued Yuyan’s leader, he had already cleaned out the toxins in his body and healed his wounds. According to his physical fitness, he should have woken up long ago...Thinking like this, Qin Nianjiu moved closer to the bed After a few minutes, he raised his hand to cover Fu Duanshui's forehead, pressed down slightly, and was about to inject the resentment contained in his palm into his forehead——

Fu Duanshui opened his eyes suddenly and met his gaze.

……really.Containing the raging resentment just in time, Qin Nianjiu groaned softly, shook his hands, and grinned at him with a fake smile: "Fu Xianjun, is it fun to pretend to be sleeping?"

"..." Fu Duanshui was just waking up, his brain was still aching, his hands and feet were limp, so he didn't answer him in a hurry, he just stood up with difficulty and scanned the whole hut.

The thatched hut is not spacious, and the interior decoration is also simple. You can hear the sound of howling wind passing through the forest through the window, and occasionally a few birdsong. It must be on the mountain... I can't smell the strange fragrance in my nose. The imperial capital is quite far away.

Fu Duanshui withdrew his gaze slightly, glanced at the long cloth bag on the table, and looked at the two people in the room after a while.

The one surnamed Tan was wearing green clothes as usual, his face was sinking like water, while the one surnamed Qin...was wrapped in a thick black mist that almost turned into substance, and it was about to soak the white clothes he was wearing into black. Clothes - magic energy.

I don't know whether these two are enemies or friends, why they saved him, and what they want to do now... Looking at Qin Nianjiu who was full of demonic energy, Fu Duanshui paused slightly, but didn't touch the sword immediately, and didn't ask Ji Zhuoran Instead, he hesitated and said, "What the hell are you two..."

Not listening to him questioning Ji Zhuoran, Tan Fengyue sneered and raised his eyebrows, "Do you know why the crown prince killed you?"

When he was in a coma, he had vaguely heard what Ji Zhuoran said, Fu Duanshui's eyelashes trembled, he didn't move his eyes to look at him, he still stared at Qin Nianjiu and asked: "Who are you?"

Ming people don't speak dark words, Qin Nianjiu lazily leaned back, sat back on the stool, and did not hide from him, said calmly: "He is a person who has enmity with the sect."

As soon as this remark came out, Fu Duanshui's face remained unchanged, but Tan Fengyue's gaze sank a little, and then he changed his tone sharply, "——he is also someone who wants something from you."

Guess also knew that their purpose of saving him was not pure, so Fu Duanshui skipped the first half of what he said, and only asked: "What do you want?"

One yard counts for one yard. Although the origin of these two people is unknown, they still say that they "had enmity with the sect", but they did not hesitate to help their clansmen in the two places of the Hongling Imperial Capital. For him, there is another case of life-saving grace. If they ask for help, it is really hard for him to refuse.But if they...

But before he could stop thinking, Qin Nianjiu twitched the corners of his mouth again with a half-smile, raised his hand and pointed at himself, and said briefly: "Suppress me."

"..." Never expecting him to ask for this, Fu Duanshui's entangled thoughts stopped, and he cast a questioning look at him.

Seeing the momentary astonishment in his eyes, Qin Nianjiu added in time, "Ah, of course I didn't ask you to smother me to death. After all, I still have something to figure out..." As he spoke, he bumped his elbow Talking about Fengyue, "I blame this old ancestor for not being good at learning. With his own strength, he can no longer suppress the alienated resentment in my body. If this continues, I am afraid that I will fall into the devil soon... I hope... Fu Xianjun worked hand in hand with him to set up a magic spell to suppress me for the time being. ——It's only a while."

Teased by him for not being good at learning, Tan Fengyue twitched the corners of her lips pretending to be relaxed, her eyes were dark but not faded, and she followed his words lightly, "Thank you Fu Xianjun."

"..." As if he had already agreed... After all, he owed them his life. Fu Duanshui glanced at the cloth bag on the table, and finally nodded in agreement. It doesn't matter if you have qi or demonic qi, using spirit spells to suppress the end is just a way to slow down the army, if we meet again in the future—”

If we meet again in the future, and he has already fallen into the devil... he will not be able to escape the confrontation of swords.

"Let's talk about the future." Qin Nianjiu turned his head away and stopped looking at him, "It's not too late, let Fu Xianjun rest for a while, then set up an formation."

……

It is said to be "suppressing him", which sounds scary, but it is really just trying to suppress the endless resentment on him. The strike is too harsh, so as not to make him completely lose his mobility, so he needs to be more clever when setting the spirit spell...

After weighing it for a while, I chose several more suitable spells to use in combination. Tan Fu and the two cold-faced gentlemen stood side by side, and without procrastinating, they immediately raised their hands and cast a spell——

There were 36 beams of golden light bursting out from the ground, wrapping around Qin Nianjiu's heavenly spirit suddenly, penetrating into his body one after another, passing through his chest and abdomen, turning slowly like the sun and the moon.

Almost at the moment when the golden light pierced his body, the black mist that had floated all over his body faded away in a flick of a finger, disappearing into the invisible, and returning him to an ordinary person's true self.

Tan Fengyue looked at him through the golden light, and for a moment, she seemed to be in a trance, returning to the days when she was spending time in Qingyuan, her heart couldn't help but drop hard.

Fu Duanshui also looked at this person who didn't know whether he should be called a fairy friend or a demon, and lightly pursed his lips—without the foggy black magic energy that could not be wiped out, there were circles of golden light constantly circling around his body Turning around, the soft white brocade all over his body was reflected lightly—this man no longer looked like a person who was about to fall into a demon, but looked like a little fairy.

It's a pity that it was only for a moment.After the incantation fell, wisps of newborn demonic energy quietly sprang out in a blink of an eye, but it was restrained and locked by the golden wheel, and it seemed much thinner and weaker.

"The two celestial monarchs join forces, can they only be suppressed to this extent..." The demon energy in his body was suppressed for a while, but the pain in his brain was even more severe...Qin Nianjiu lowered his eyes to see the thin black mist flowing from the palm of his hand, With a silent sigh, he rubbed his forehead, "It's okay. At least it can last for another three or four months."

Instead, they reached out and touched the golden belt of light that was wrapping around his body, and all laughed lowly at themselves, "This is like a Golden Wheel Fawang."

But no one took his joke.Tan Fengyue just looked at him silently, her eyes were troubled, but Fu Duanshui looked at him with a frown, pursed her thin lips a little bit, and suddenly stepped back half a step and drew his sword towards him.

Almost at the same moment, the thin and sharp silver fan edge had reached the side of his neck.

Qin Nianjiu was not surprised, he just pushed the approaching sword point away with his fingertips very casually, "If Fu Xianjun wants to slaughter demons, he must wait until I really become a demon before slaughtering, otherwise wouldn't it be killing innocent people indiscriminately? "

The silver fan was almost touching his neck, but Fu Duanshui did not take away the sword, but said in a deep voice: "One yard is one yard, I just wanted to ask, why did I... feel the leaves in the cloth bag on the table beside me?" Chase and Ye Yunting's breath?"

"...Heh." Tan Fengyue took back the silver fan, and said calmly: "I don't want Fu Xianjun's ability to recognize people is not very good, but his nose is quite good."

Qin Nianjiu dragged the cloth bag on the table generously and untied it for him to see, "You mean this?"

In the cloth bag is a pair of long and short swords with bone hilts, the cold light is faint, and the aura is compelling.

He lowered his eyes to look at the two swords on his knees, and there was a cruel look in his eyes, and when he looked up again, he had returned to normal, and he spread his hands and said, "This bone is my bone, and the sword is my sword. The disciples of the noble sect are involved... I'm still curious about the details - don't forget to let me know after Fu Xianjun returns to the sect to ask Elder Ye Zhenglan for clarification."

...What does this mean?Fu Duanshui frowned again, and wanted to ask more questions, but saw that he wrapped the cloth and stood up, and Tan Fengyue followed him to the door, turned back and said to him: "This hut has no owner, this mountain top There are very few people coming, so Fu Xianjun can stay here for now, and return to the sect after he has cultivated himself."

The two of them wanted to leave, and it would be difficult for him alone to stop them... Fu Duanshui thought for a while, then turned his gaze away to Qin Nianjiu, "You just said that you still have something to clarify, what are you trying to figure out?"

Qin Nianjiu put the cloth bag on his back, stepped into the teleportation array drawn by Tan Fengyue, and said in a relaxed tone: "The same family died."

"..." Why does this man always speak so eloquently.After all, he is also a dangerous person with different identities. Fu Duanshui took a few steps forward and asked, "Where can I find out?"

The aura gradually rose in the formation, slowly engulfing the figures of the two of them.Qin Nianjiu didn't play riddles with him this time, and said without looking back: "North of Huaihai, Jucang Mountain."