C71

Chapter 71

"fenglingjue, follow me."

All around, the young master in white in front of him gently waved to him. I don't know why, because of ghosts, Fengling absolutely followed him.

Dark, nothing to see, but in front of the slender figure behind, he did not hesitate, step by step in the abyss.

Looking at the figure closely, I thought, when will this man look back at him?

The mood is both expectant and joyful, and the heart beats fast.

Suddenly, the man stopped and looked back. His cold eyes looked at him. His heart sank, as if he had suddenly fallen to the bottom of the valley.

Feng Ling absolutely wants to talk, but finds that her throat can't make a sound. No matter how she opens her mouth, it can't make a sound.

Suddenly, the corner of the man's mouth gently raised, and the smile was cold and heartless.

He was surprised.

Before he could react, a bright sword had passed through his body from behind and pierced his heart straight.

Scarlet blood kept flowing down, splashed on the white clothes, black and white suddenly reversed, the whole world fell into a dead silence.

The smile is colder and colder, the figure is farther and farther away.

Gradually overlap, blend and disappear, one scene after another.

The candle flickered

"Shen Qingchen!"

Feng Ling Jue suddenly opened her eyes and suddenly sat up from the bed. Her forehead was big and her cold sweat was constantly exuding. Her face was pale to bloodless, and she was panting.

"Dream..."

Feng Ling absolutely wiped the cold sweat that wiped forehead, relaxed one breath.

Knowing that it was a dream, Feng Ling Jue's heart also fell to the ground. Although she was still scared, she was much better after all.

The upper body is empty. Fengling subconsciously looks at herself. She sees that his upper body is naked, and the gauze is winding from behind. The gauze is winding layer by layer.

Feng Ling Jue sighed, "it's just a small wound. Can we use it to entangle so many layers?"

Said, Feng Ling absolutely want to get out of bed, but the action range is too big, Feng Ling absolutely accidentally pulled to the back of the wound, immediately pain of bared teeth.

"It hurts."

Feng Ling took a cold breath and arched up.

Such a pain, Feng Ling absolutely is sober, he looked around.

It's his room.

"How did I get back?"

Feng Ling absolutely doubted of wrinkly eyebrow.

In my memory, he seems to have fainted after leaving Kunlun Mountain, and I can't remember what happened next.

"Carried back."

A light smile rings out, Feng Ling Jue a Leng, see flower flow month push door and enter.

"Why are you still here?"

Feng Ling absolutely rubbed the eyebrows, hurt on the back, also dare not lie down, had to sit beside the bed.

"How to say, we also know each other. You are all injured. Naturally, I will wait until you wake up before I leave."

Hua Liuyue smiles, then comes over and sits beside Feng lingjue, patting the paper fan gently.

"Thank you very much."

Feng Ling Jue coughed.

Hua Liuyue glanced at Feng lingjue, "do you need to be so outsider?"

Feng lingjue lost a smile, so a smile, the wound hurt more, Feng lingjue's face turned pale a lot.

"Be careful. At least it's your own body."

Hua Liuyue got up, poured a cup of hot tea, and then served it to Feng lingjue.

"It's strange to say that from your mouth."

Fengling never affectation, took the hot tea, sipped, moistened dry throat.

"Aren't you surprised?"

Flower flow month stares at Feng Ling absolute for a long time, this eyebrow more wrinkly more deep, finally he is disheartened general, helpless way, "just, anyway also can't say to move you."

After that, Hua Liuyue walked away, "now that you're awake, I'll leave first."

Flower flow month left a word, and then left in a hurry, leaving fenglingjue confused.

The magic hall

Hua Liuyue comes out of the door and happens to see the falling green lamp coming with the medicine.

"Why don't you stay a little longer

Falling green lamp with medicine, a smile, way.

"Don't you usually try to drive me away? Why is it so easy to talk today? "

Flower flow month puzzled smile.

"Xianjun is the guest of honor. How dare I drive Xianjun away?"

Down the corner of the lamp mouth smoked, obviously not happy, but still forced to bear down.

"Well, you'd better take good care of your adults. I'll go back first."

Hualiuyue gently pats the shoulder of qingdeng, raises her lips with a smile, and then steps on the cloud.

After a moment's hesitation, the lamp knocked on the door."Come in."

There was a hush across the door.

Luo qingdeng slowly pushed the door open and went in. Feng lingjue had changed her clothes and was sitting in front of the case, looking at an ancient book.

"My Lord, as soon as you wake up, it's better to have a good rest first."

Luo qingdeng put the medicine in front of the case and lowered his voice.

"It's nothing. It's just a little injury."

Feng Ling Jue didn't even lift her head. She said faintly.

"What is your majesty looking at?"

Down the lamp probe to see, so a look, face a change, "this is not What are you doing with this, my lord? "

"It's nothing. I suddenly thought of something."

Feng Ling Jue closed the book and asked, "has the corpse of Ying Lang Tian been arranged?"

The lamp nodded, "the old devil has quietly gone to the altar."

Yinglangtian is also a former demon king. Fenglingjue helps Kunlun mountain to prevent yinglangtian's resurrection. That demon sect must be unstable. Therefore, luoqingdeng is very careful about this matter.

"That's good."

Feng Ling Jue put down the book and rubbed her eyebrows.

"Can I ask you a question?"

Luo qingdeng looked at him seriously.

Feng lingjue said casually, "Oh? Why don't you ask? "

"With the skill of an adult and the preparation in advance, why would he get hurt?"

Suddenly flashed in the mind he pulled the scene that Shen Qingchen left, Feng Ling absolutely hesitated.

The green light was staring at him.

Feng Ling Jue felt hairy in her heart.

The evil spirit that had been sealed at the foot of Kunlun Mountain for 70000 years finally disappeared.

Ten elders are always overjoyed.

After several disciples were sent to clean up the square, Kunlun Mountain was calm again.

"With one's own strength, the evil will be cut off. How did the leader do it?"

Shen Qingchen walked slowly to the main hall. Although he was covered with dust, he didn't seem to be hurt. The elder quickly stepped forward and asked.

Step on the steps of a stiff meal, for a moment, Shen Qingchen looked back, glanced at the elder, the eyes indifferent alienation, the elder body a stiff.

"I didn't make it."

At the end of the day, Shen Qingchen turned his head and continued to walk forward step by step. The cold and indifferent voice fell in everyone's ears.

"Alas."

Yun Mu Zi sighed.

The elders looked at each other.