Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed - Chapter 89

Dajiao: “Two Jiao, it’s time for you to present the Demon Pill!” Sanjiao laughed.

Erjiao is not as deceptive as Sanjiao. It gazes at meticulously for a moment, and straightens up: “Can’t offer! His whole body is really violent | action, this is a sign of overflow, he has absorbed too much power and has not been refined. , Xiandan is not to save him but to harm him! Anyway, he has a companion, wait for him to sort out the meridian for him, appease the true element in the body, and then cultivate well for a while, naturally cultivate for great advancement! “

Day Jiao: “Well … it seems to be true. Forget it, let’s send him two of them, no, two of them and one beast.” Meng Xue also harbored a mirage in his arms.

The waves of Jiao Yin echoed on the bottom of the sea, and the Big Jiao leaned over, held Meng Xueli and Ji Xiao, and floated to the surface of the water.

The other two worms surround it, and the three scaly flakes shimmer with golden light, illuminating the dark sea water.

Meng Xueli thought, their enchanting body is really beautiful, strong and powerful, majestic, not like my thin arms and legs now. When Ji Xiao was Xiao Xiaoyun, he even praised me for being pretty. Is it true?

He looked down at the comrade in his arms who had fallen into a coma and was soaked in blood on his front. He probed the other person’s veins, and he couldn’t ignore the sourness and jealousy, and he was full of eyes.

Yu Qishu was chatting with Sanjiao Jiao by the pool. The Jiao people were inexplicably missing the news. He looked closer and saw that the water was rippling and the vortex was beginning to appear, vaguely felt something was wrong:

“The first brother … will not take me to fly again”

With a snap, a slender white and wet hand protruded out of the whirlpool and chopped by the pond.

Yu Qi was so scared that he jumped away suddenly: “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh …”

Meng Xueli holding Ji Xiao, jumped out of the pond: “Xiaoyu don’t be afraid.”

Yu Qishu clearly saw the coming person, and the horror became pleasantly surprised: “Brother Meng, you are back!”

“It’s a long story, and I will talk about it later.”

Yu Qishu chased two steps, and was stopped by the big jellyfish in the pond: “What are you going to do with the buddies?”

“However, Jian Zun seems to be injured …” Yu Qi was worried. He had many questions to ask, but Meng Xueli came and hurried away, and said only twelve words to him.

Erjiao: “That’s not called an injury, stupid boy!”

San Jiao wiped his tears grievously: “Ji Xiao still didn’t see my contribution with his own eyes …”

Yu Qishu: “Let me go check it out!”

Meng Xueli hugged Ji Xiao into the room of “Xiao Shuyun”. Before closing the door, he drew out the mirage in his arms, throwing it smoothly, and a parabola crossed the courtyard wall.

“Xiaoyu takes care of it for me–“

Yu Qi, who had just arrived, was so disappointed that he quickly raised his breath and stretched out his hands. Phantom beast steadily smashed into Yu Qi’s arms, and his eyes widened.

Yu Qishu wanted to cry without tears: “What are you!”

Mirage didn’t quite understand what was happening, tilting his head, his expression was more innocent than him: “Oh?”

Ji Xiao lived alone in the quiet room before “Fairy Death”, and it was difficult to meet with the buddies for a year; Xiao Zhiyun lived next to Meng Xueli, and the two were only separated by a courtyard wall. Under the shadow, there can be one sentence without one sentence talking about the world.

Meng Xueli also wanted to hug someone back to his bed, but that seemed to be taking advantage of the danger.

He lay beside Ji Xiao, converging his thoughts, concentrating on his forehead, carefully splitting a ray of consciousness, trying to enter the other party’s consciousness, and sorting out the violent real elements in his body.

This approach implies a danger. If you change someone else, you will be swallowed by Ji Xiao’s powerful spirit, ranging from consciousness to the shock of the sea, and from loss of sanity. Fortunately, before the collapse of the secret realm, the two had the experience of exchange of souls and spirits, Ji Xiao did not reject him.

Meng Xueli was very careful. His consciousness, like the silk in the wind, quivered. Just before he opened the other party’s sea boundary, he was instantly engulfed by a violent force, as if the storm was about to twist the wooden boat.

He snorted and prepared for pain, but the terror force suddenly relaxed and wrapped him gently.

Even though Ji Xiao was in a coma, he subconsciously reduced his coercion and feared that he might hurt himself. Realizing this, Meng Xueli was so determined that he slowly penetrated into more consciousness.

If the meridian is compared to a river, the true element is compared to a stream of water, and several power hedges in Ji Xiao’s body are like a surging tide of the river, which is endless.

Meng Xueli’s consciousness is like a gentle spring breeze, first dive into the narrow river channel, smooth the counter-current river into the downstream, and then pull back into the next one, combing one by one, pulling thousands of rivers into the sea.

Ji Xiao’s breath gradually calmed down.

I don’t know how long the past, Meng Xueli’s spirit is highly concentrated. When he reached the depth of Ji Xiao’s knowledge of the sea, he felt a little weak. Human race practice, it is necessary to temper the strength of consciousness, but he has only been a man for only three years. He used to be a demon, relying on blood talent and strong physique.

Ji Xiao’s knowledge of the sea is a sea of ​​snow. The blue waves rippled and the thin snow melted into the sea.

Meng Xueli felt that she had entered a dream and looked around curiously.

After a gust of wind, snow flakes were rolled up and turned into a figure that appeared on the beach. He saw or felt Ji Xiao ’s spirit

——Not the appearance of the apprentice “Xiao Zhiyun”, but the unforgettable Jianzun in the Hanmen City at first sight, saving his life outside the realm.

“The spirit of the soul can manifest itself in the sea of ​​knowledge, it seems that it is really okay.”

Waiting for him to breathe a sigh of relief and try to retreat, the other party’s consciousness is like a gurgling trickle, and he enters into the sea of ​​knowledge.

Ji Xiao is much more proficient than him, the souls of the two are blended together, Meng Xueli’s consciousness is completely drawn, and the spirits are also in their original form.

It was a small spirit mink, in Ji Xiao’s knowledge of the sea, he jumped up and jumped lightly on Jianzun’s shoulder, rubbing his neck lively.

Ji Xiao hugged Ling Marten in his arms, carrying a wooden comb with the masterpiece of “raininess.” Combing teeth are fine, combing all the way from the neck to the back, just right.

Xiao Ling Min sighed comfortably, rolled over to reveal a soft belly.

He didn’t want to think about anything, just wanted to stay at this moment.

At the same time, Meng Xueli couldn’t help groaning and was deeply invaded by the other party’s exploration into the depths of the sea. This subtle feeling directly impacted the soul, gentle and turbulent, wave after wave, making him as weak as bones and bones.

I don’t know how long it has passed. He seems to have returned to the caves and waterholes in the Mysterious Realm, and it seems that when he went back to being a demon, he snuggled up in Ji Xiao’s arms and fell asleep.

Late at night, Meng Xueli woke up wandering around. Seeing the silver moonlight shining into the flower window, the whirling tree shadow reflected in the white wall, and seeing the quiet brows close to Ji Xiao, I couldn’t help but wave my heart.

He lifted his neck and gently breathed into Ji Xiao’s closed eyes.

In the Changchun Peak, the sky is full of moon, and the silver phoenix shines on the plants, and the peach blossoms are blown by the spring breeze.

Outside Changchun Peak, winds and clouds are coming, and summer night rainstorms are coming.