sinovels Chapter 31 30. Out of control exception
Chapter 31 30. Out of control exception
"... Yin drunk?" An Xiaoyu hesitated for a while before calling out.
The person in front of him clearly looks like a young man, with a slender body, and the purple dark clothes are without decoration, except for the golden nine-petal lotus hooked on the corner of the sleeve.The head of black hair was loosely tied near the end with a red headband, and his complexion was ice-white, which made his pure black eyes deeper and quieter. His thin lips were a little pale, but they did not look sick.
The young man's eyebrows and eyes are subtle, frosty and snowy, his complexion is like sculpted from ice and snow, just standing there, there is an icy cold blowing towards his face.Compared with the youthful appearance, he is a bit immature and youthful, but the youthful appearance of his youthful face has fully grown, and his strokes seem to condense thousands of scenery.And the tranquility and calmness in the room when he raised his eyes made people ignore the amazing feeling brought by his appearance.
It's different from Feng Queci's flamboyant and flamboyant appearance, which directly hits the heart and gives a great shock at the first glance, and it's also different from An Heyi's comfortable appearance at first glance, the more you look at it, the more you feel elegant and pure It's eye-catching, although Lingyinzui's appearance is also extremely prosperous, but it makes people dare not look directly at him.
Ling Yinzui looked straight over, "What?"
Hearing this familiar tone, An Xiaoyu finally dared to confirm, "Yin Zui, why... have you become like this?"
Not seeing each other for ten days is enough for a 15-year-old boy to grow into a young man?
No wonder Yin Zui dared to form alchemy at the age of 15.He himself has been pressing for three or four years until he was 17 years old before he dared to form alchemy.
Lingyinzui was stunned by his question.
So... is there any problem?
Looking down at An Xiaoyu who was almost up to his own eyes, Tingyinzui realized that his perspective... seemed to have changed.
In order to facilitate the use of power, he returned to his original appearance, and now he forgot to change back to his youthful appearance.
After listening to the drunkenness, I reacted with hindsight.
No wonder he always felt that something was wrong there.
For some reason, An Xiaoyu, who could see all kinds of emotions from Lingyinzui's almost paralyzed face, choked when he saw that he was stunned.
Is there such a hindsight?
"Are you going back?" An Xiaoyu asked.
Nodding his head, his figure shrank when he was drunk listening to the sound.
Seeing him turning into a young man, An Xiaoyu didn't feel weird at all, but rubbed his chin and commented: "This is quite convenient. If it spreads, countless geniuses won't have to press their time to enter Golden Core... ..."
Mo Shanglian, who came out of nowhere, hit him, "Do you think the whole world is like you? For most people, being able to build a foundation is a blessing from previous lives. For the average talent For some people, it is good to be able to build a foundation at [-] years old and form a pill within a hundred years old! In fact, there are people who don’t need to be pressed because they don’t need to be pressed because they are not close to the age when their bodies are no longer growing. Counting one generation, there are less than a hundred people!"
An Xiaoyu smiled.
"However, I can't blame you for having such thoughts. In fact, it's just because the talents you have come into contact with are all excellent, and there are too many people who can form alchemy before they are weak." Mo Shanglian said old-fashionedly. explain.
"Cang Mo, who is older, you or Xiaoyu?" An Wangyi came over with Yujian, jumped off the flying sword, and asked with a smile.
"By the way, I'm here to rescue the soldiers. Elder brother, Han Wang, and Senior Brother Cangming fought at Lianyi Peak. Master said that Han Wang has been impatient lately, so it's good to have a fight to vent out."
An Xiaoyu: "..."
Mo Shanglian: "..."
"Didn't dad never like to fight?"
"Isn't Mingyao not fond of doing things?"
The two asked almost simultaneously.
A golden light flashed in Lingyinzui's eyes, and his fingertips condensed spiritual power to tap his feet to activate the teleportation array.
"Originally, elder brother and senior brother Cangming were discussing the Dao, and then Han Wang got into a fight with his elder brother, but then it seemed to get out of control, and senior brother Cangming asked—when did the teleportation array come into being in the Nine Beginning Sect?!"
Mo Shanglian looked at him suspiciously, "A long, long time ago, when the Jiuchu Sect was founded."
An Xiaoyu said calmly, "It's just that few people activate it—didn't the master tell my uncle?"
An Wangyi calmed down, "Master didn't tell me."
An Xiaoyu frowned slightly.
No, as long as a disciple is accepted, the master will inform the disciple of the main line.
Master's attitude is a bit wrong.
An Wangyi smiled, "It's quite normal. Go in, I won't enter Lianyi Peak."
After watching the three of them enter Lianyi Peak without any obstacles, An Wangyi suddenly gave a wry smile.
Disciple... He is just a tool to reassure the elder brother to the master.
His aptitude is not particularly good, but because of his elder brother, how could he be accepted as a disciple by the immortal king?
In the eyes of the master, there has always been only the elder brother.
The second senior brother... is used to protect the elder brother.He was raised by his side for 500 years, but when he shot and killed his elder brother, wasn't he also beheaded by the master without stopping and hesitating?
The third senior brother is just a puppet specially cultivated so that the senior brother can step down from the position of head teacher according to his will.
As for him... Elder brother took pity on him, Master accepted him as a disciple in order to prevent elder brother from distracting himself, that's all.
It is said that Immortal Shuiyi has four true disciples under his seat, but in fact, his master...after all, he only cares about his first disciple, and the remaining three are just playthings.
An Wangyi thought about it, feeling joyful towards his elder brother.
It is precisely because the master is so ruthless to them that it can better reflect how much the master values the elder brother.
Although the reason is unknown, but brother, it is indeed lucky.
Shui Yi withdrew the ray of consciousness that was concerned about An Wangyi, and turned to look at the three monks fighting in front of him.
That's good too, to save him from killing An Wangyi.
He was He'er's younger brother after all, and he didn't want to kill him, making He'er sad and alienated from him.
It's not bad to be so knowledgeable.
but……
Slightly rubbing her temples with some headaches, Shuiyi reflected on herself paralyzed.
Where did you teach that you went wrong?
Leaving aside that Que Ci has always loved martial arts, Ming Yao has her own memories, but Heer...
What went wrong that caused him to involuntarily devote himself to the fight once he fought with someone for more than a quarter of an hour?
I wouldn't teach He'er to be a hidden...battle madman, would I?
Recalling the whole process of raising the first child in his memory again, Shui Yi fell into deep doubts.
no problem...
Could it be caused by a different xinxing when raising them?
Shui Yi, who was separated to accompany An Heyi, thinks about the memory of the main body. On the surface, it seems that it is the second time to raise a child, but in fact, it is the first time for a novice to raise a child. Suspect.
Thinking about the children raised by Ontology who appear to be sympathetic on the surface, but actually hold an attitude of disdain for most of them, Shuiyi is silent.
Anyway, He'er was colder at most, and he wouldn't treat all living beings as ants.
No matter how big the trouble was, he took care of it for him.
Just when Shui Yi was relieved, a little red lighted up in the depths of Feng Que Ci's phoenix eyes.
Rong Mingyao, who was closest to him, happened to see the red dot, and was startled, and didn't care to hide the increase in spiritual power in his hand, and blasted towards Feng Queci!At the same time, he retreated rapidly, pulling An Heyi away from Feng Que Ci by the way.
An Heyi's eyes sharpened, "Crossing the catastrophe?"
Rong Mingyao's blow just now is definitely not something that can be achieved by the peak of Mahayana!That blow belonged to Dujie Xianjun!
Rong Mingyao suddenly pushed the area around An Heyi towards Shui Yi, and at the same time quickly formed seals in his hands, attracting countless ice and snow to fall towards Feng Queci.
In the ice and snow, that spot of red quickly spread to cover up all the light ink colors.In the deepest part, a little golden color regenerated.
Gold and red are intertwined, and there are red stars on the forehead covered by hair.
boom--
The fire phoenix flew out of the ice and snow and bumped into Rong Mingyao.
The clothes started to burn quickly, and for the first time Rong Mingyao had the thought of beating Feng Queci up.
It's a pity that the body is not my original, otherwise the clothes would not burn!
Secretly thinking with regret, Rong Mingyao has cut off all the clothes that touched Huofeng decisively, describing it as unprecedented, and feeling embarrassed.
Shui Yi, who had reacted over there but was attracted by An Heyi, looked at Rong Mingyao belatedly after seeing that An Heyi was fine, and saw Rong Mingyao's embarrassed appearance.
Shui Yi: "..."
An Heyi was also speechless.
It was the first time he saw Mingyao like this in such a situation. Should he gloat that this always-meticulous junior finally had this day? Should he be angry at him for pushing him away or express sympathy for him? Or express gratitude?
Even if he is now a god, it doesn't mean that he can't show the strength of crossing the catastrophe!
It's not that he has fallen in the realm, but that he has limited his spiritual power to the stage of transforming gods.
Rong Mingyao looked down, his face turned dark.
Shui Yi quickly raised the photo stone to take a photo.
Rare to see, rare to see ah!
In less than a breath, Rong Mingyao had already changed into a new set of clothes, but her long hair was loose and not tied up meticulously.
The fire phoenix let out a cry, and rubbed against the young man in red intimately, its tail feathers wrapped around the young man's waist several times.
Feng Queci's pair of phoenix pupils changed from light ink to pure red, and there was a touch of pure and dazzling gold in the depths, majestic and dignified.
Rong Mingyao pointed the long sword at Huofeng, his face returned to normal, and his eyes were not friendly.
At the end of Feng Queci's eyes, demon patterns mixed with red and gold emerged, and the aura around him became more and more solemn with the emergence of the demon patterns.Gradually, even the ends of her hair turned red.
She is astonishingly coquettish, but also so noble that it makes people bow their heads.
Rong Mingyao suddenly felt troubled.
This kind of Aci had been in Honghuang for less than five days, and they were tortured and completely lost the desire/desire to fight Queci.
I still remember that it was good that Que Ci ran into the snowy area and met Yin Zui in the end.
"Are you good at ice attribute exercises?"
Shui Yi silently cast a few ice spells and threw them at Feng Que Ci, but within a few breaths, he was ignited into gas by the rising flames.
An Heyi: "Master can't, and I guess I can't either. And I have a single wind spirit root."
Rong Mingyao asked Shui Yi, "Master, can you take a look, is Yin Zui back?"
Shuiyi remained calm: "Halfway up the mountain. Three, two, one—"
As soon as the word "one" fell, purple came into view.
Lingyinzui stood in front of Feng Queci, his figure was elongated, and the flames dissipated around him automatically.He raised his hand, and placed a piece of teardrop-shaped jade between Feng Queci's eyebrows.
Feng Queci suddenly closed his eyes.
Huofeng blinked, and rubbed her head against Lingyinzui under the gazes of several people over there.
Lingyin drooped his eyes drunk, and reached out to touch Huofeng's head.
Rong Mingyao: "..."
Mo Shanglian asked him, "Are you trying to say that this is different treatment?"
Rong Mingyao: "..."
"You changed your clothes, so your clothes were burned by this fire phoenix." Mo Shanglian said with certainty.
Shui Yi raised the photo stone in his hand, somewhat ruined his image and said: "I have a photo, Cang Mo want to see it?"
Rong Mingyao turned black again.
No matter how good he is, he can't resist these people stepping on his bottom line one by one!
An Heyi silently took the Picture Stone from Shui Yi's hand before Mo Shanglian came up to take it away, and handed it to Rong Mingyao.
The monk in white who was sitting there suddenly smiled and said, "It's a pity that I can't keep these images."
"So, Shuiyi, how about taking it back?"
An Heyi's expression changed.
"It's not good." The young man in purple turned his head and looked at Shui Lian, his voice changed back to the original timbre, "Shui Lian left."
After coughing a few times, Shuiyi smiled apologetically, "Thank you."
Ling Yinzui retracted his gaze, "I need to thank you for blocking the breath."
After realizing that something was wrong with Feng Que's speech, Shuiyi sealed off the entire Lianyi Peak, preventing the spiritual fluctuations inside from leaking out.
Therefore, Feng Que Ci could not be disturbed now.
Shui Yi took out a scroll and sent it to Ling Yinzui with spiritual power, and said calmly: "I got this in the past, and now it can be regarded as...it belongs to the original owner." After speaking, he pulled An Heyi away .
There are a few whispers in the wind, full of concern.
"When you fight against others, if you lose control of yourself for more than a quarter of an hour, that's not good... I'll change it for you..."
Rong Mingyao saw that there was nothing left for her to do on the field, so she deliberately stayed away from Feng Queci, and went to the mountainside to find a place to heal her injuries.Mo Shanglian waved to Lingyinzui, and left with Rong Mingyao.
How did Que Ci get out of control?
Lingyinzui slowly approached the closed-eyed Feng Que Ci.
"It was my fault."
"If it hadn't been for my impatient and forceful awakening of your bloodlines...to come earlier, you wouldn't have lost control."
Lingyinzui hugged Feng Queci's waist with both hands, and the fire phoenix scattered into flames.
Burying her head into Feng Queci's neck, she listened drunk and said, "Aci, I was wrong."
"If I hadn't rushed back today, you would definitely have committed murder in the early nine days."
"I should be more on guard, and save some blood to suppress your violent spiritual power."
"A Ci... I was really wrong."
Last time, we didn't see each other until death.
Feng Que Ci, who lost his memory, was not his A Ci.He thinks so stubbornly.
Maybe...he was really wrong.
"A Ci... I'm sorry."
Sorry to make you worry.
Sorry to let you down.
Sorry, never see you again.
I'm sorry for making you almost commit such a big murder.
The author has something to say:
Shui Yi, Liu Chen's kindness, palm kindness
Personality: The surface is cold and unkind, but the inside is also cold and unkind.The premise is that what you are facing is not An Heyi
For An Heyi, doting on him, holding them in his hands, protecting his weaknesses
small theater
Shui Yuan (angry): Brother, some people say Cangtan is not worth mentioning!
Shui Yi (touching the sword silently): Who did he learn from?
The next day, the person who said An Heyi was worthless was suppressed by his master and came to apologize to An Heyi.
An Heyi returns from experience again
An Heyi (excited and curious): Master, I didn't expect there to be a killer organization in the cultivation world!
Shui Yi (tilts head, confused): What killer organization?
An Heyi: It is a branch of balabala under Lan Palace
Shuiyi (smiling): That's right.
The next day, a demon king from Lan Palace came to Jiuchu to question him.
It was rare for Shuiyi to show up, silently throwing out a lot of bills and a lot of shady records in Lan Palace, all with video attached.
Demon Lord: ...
Then, Shui Yi carried the sword, followed him to the Lan Palace, kicked the palace guard formation of the Lan Palace, and demolished the Lan Palace to pieces.
As time passed, Daxiu didn't dare to make trouble for An Heyi after the junior offended An Heyi.
Back then in Shui Yi's era, that heartless and ruthless man could be called a god of evil, and whoever provoked him would be unlucky.
Now it's rare to care about one person, and to provoke them, do you think life is too long and don't want to live?