The cold night wind blew on his body, making the body feel more and more dry and hot. The swelling sounded and the neck was filled with thin sweat. He frowned slightly and said, "Just... you are mad at him, hurry up."

After saying that, he found that he spoke vaguely and his voice was soft, which was completely different from usual.

It's abnormal when you hear it.

Shen Liuji pursed his lips and turned his face away, and simply stopped talking. There was a rustling sound in the forest in the unknown place, and the heartbeat suddenly accelerated under the clothes close to his face.

Zhou Xuanlan's hands holding his waist tightened, and his voice seemed particularly low at night, "What's wrong with Master?"

The sinking eye feathers trembled slightly, and gasped: "It's a little uncomfortable."

He lay on Zhou Xuanlan, wrapped in a familiar warm breath. His tense mind was slightly loose, and his body couldn't help but get closer, but the two of them were already close together without any gaps. How could they get closer?

Shen Liuji buried his head, with a little impatient, he opened his mouth and bit his clothes under his clothes, and pulled it out like a vent of anger.

The man holding him froze, his arms around his waist suddenly tightened, and he found his abnormality. Zhou Xuanlan's face changed. In a moment, the wind and clouds changed color over Shenqi Mountain, and an invisible powerful pressure came and went straight towards the giant spider.

The spider scratching his head paused and opened his huge eyes.

It sensed a dragon's might and paniced. When it faced a pair of dark and cold eyes, several spider legs trembled immediately. It instantly raised dust from the ground, and fled back to the cave without turning its head.

Zhou Xuanlan's eyes turned and recovered as before. The hand covering Shen Liuxiang's waist used some force, "I'll push Master away from the spider web first."

The sound of heat was scattered all over his body, and he responded in a daze, but the movement from his waist made his whole body tremble and he lowered his head and started to moan.

"Stop touching," he was unconscious and instinctively said whatever he wanted. "If you touch again, you will be polite to you."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xuanlan paused and chuckled, "Why are you not polite to me?"

Shen Liuji was about to speak, but his wrist was gently pulled, and the whole person broke free from the spider web and landed on the ground. His legs and feet were weak and unstable. He grabbed the wide sleeves embroidered with gold wire with both hands, and his fluttering eyes slowly fell on the slender figure.

The spiritual energy floating in the air stagnated, and the sound of the sinking sound and his whole body shook.

"Emperor...the Emperor's Father?!"

He forgot that Di Yunyu seemed to have been watching in the dark.

Now, Shen Liuyi's last bit of awake consciousness was scared, and he loosened his fingers and fell directly to the ground.

When I woke up again, the stars all over the sky fell into my eyes, and the sound of the sinking sound was stunned for a moment, and I sat up and looked around.

He was at the top of Shenqi Mountain, and there was no one around him. When he touched the back of his neck, the previous burning sensation disappeared, and his skin felt a little cold, which was very comfortable.

At this time, the spiritual energy in front of me condensed.

Chen Liuxiang's heart skipped a beat, and he felt relieved when he saw the dazzling purple light, "It's you."

Fortunately, it was not Di Yunyu, otherwise he would have to find a piece of tofu to hit him.

"What do you mean? I'm not disappointed in Zhou Xuanlan. The Emperor's Father will teach him his magic himself. He is afraid he won't be able to come." Xu Xingchen sat down cross-legged in anger, took out several scrolls in his arms, "If it weren't for the Emperor's Father's instructions, I wouldn't have come to you."

The Shenliu was shocked, "Why did the Emperor Father pass on his spell?"

"How could I know," Xu Xingchen's face was full of unhappiness, "Why didn't the emperor's father come to teach me?"

As the words fell, a loud noise came from afar.

The two of them looked at it, but they saw the stars above their heads, and the night sky was lightning and thunder, striking purple thunder like giant pythons dancing. It was very terrifying to see from a distance.

Xu Xingchen was stunned for a moment, and a tree of lemons was in his heart.

The place where the giant thunder fell was the place where the Emperor's father and Zhou Xuanlan were previously located. The Emperor's father actually taught Zhou Xuanlan this shocking magic!

Xu Xingchen was extremely sour, and placed the scroll that Di Yunyu gave him on the ground, and arranged it in a row in a depressed manner. "The Emperor's Father said that these secret techniques will be practiced by us, Zhou Xuanlan personally guided him."

Shen Liuxiang pointed in confusion: "Is it going to rain in the imperial palace?"

He stayed in the imperial palace for seven years and saw no raindrops. Suddenly, he saw this scene of mine submersion that seemed to be ruining the world. He was surprised and felt inexplicably strange.

"It's not raining," Xu Xingchen pouted, "The Emperor's Father is there to guide Zhou Xuanlan."

Chen Liuyi's expression froze. When he reacted, his face changed. After a while, his body stood up and sat back on the ground calmly.

Just...

Death, the disciple is immortal and the master!

Seeing that his face was pale and red, Xu Xingchen raised his hand and shook it, "Which secret technique should you choose to practice? These are all privately kept by the Emperor and Father. They are very precious and never passed on to the outside."

The sound of the sinking sound came back to his senses, picked up one at will, and the palm fell on the scroll, and four big words immediately emerged from the sea of ​​consciousness - the stars moved.

Shen Liuji looked up at the night sky: "This secret technique is right, it's all."

Xu Xingchen was speechless about his way of choosing secret techniques. His eyes fell on the ground, and he looked at them one by one, chose every choice. Finally, he chose a spell that sounded very powerful - the Fentian Seal.

Xu Xingchen: "When my magic is perfect, a magic seal can change the color of heaven and earth."

Shenliu: "Spells can only add icing on the cake. If you don't have enough cultivation, the power of casting will not be as good as you wish."

Xu Xingchen snorted: "I have already transformed into the gods. I will give me more than ten years to reach the Mahayana realm. You must be careful. I will be thrown away by a lot by then, and I will not have the face to meet the Emperor's Father."

When Xu Xingchen said this, he unfolded the secret technique scroll, his eyebrows and eyes filled with smiles, as if he had already seen Emperor Yunyu touching his head.

"My son is so amazing that he can give you the position of Emperor with confidence. As for the sound of the sound, you should learn more from your younger brother. In this way, you will have that ability when he occasionally lets you sit on the throne."

Xu Xingchen couldn't stop smiling at the corner of his lips.

The sinking sound clasped the scroll tightly, his eyes fell on his face, and he said for a moment: "What if the Emperor and Father are not here at that time."

The original story of Emperor Yunyu's sudden death, and the desolation was unknown. The sinking sound was vaguely related to the failure of ascension that year, but it had nothing to do for hundreds of years, so how could it suddenly fall? Unfortunately, no one knows what the situation of Emperor Yunyu is now.

Xu Xingchen wondered: "Not here? Where has he been?"

The sinking sound hesitated for a moment, and chuckled, "Maybe he's ascended."

The smile on Xu Xingchen's face gradually dissipated: "My mother gave birth to Xinglian and then ascended and left. Maybe she couldn't help but feel sad... At that time, the Emperor's father promised that he would not ascend and would always be with me and Xinglian."

Chen Liuxiang's face was serious: "He has reached a certain level of cultivation, and the world can no longer tolerate him. If he does not ascend, he will be dead."

Xu Xingchen was surprised and explained: "The Emperor's Father's cultivation has long been beyond the Three Realms. If he wanted to ascend, he would have left long ago, and you and I would not exist. The Emperor's Father should not want to leave. What method did he use to stay in the world forever."

Shen Liuji frowned, stared at Xu Xingchen for a long time, swallowed the words back, and he was also confused, so he would figure it out before talking to Xu Xingchen.

Shen Liuying stopped talking, raised his hand to unfold the scroll, looked carefully for a while, and became interested.

This spell, called "Fighting and Star Movement", can change the positions of oneself and other things. If it is a dead object, you can directly change the position with it. If it is a living object, you need to obtain things that are contaminated with the other party's breath, such as hair, jade pendants carried with you, and fragments of your robe...

Chen Liuxiang secretly called himself strange, and immediately put aside his distracting thoughts and focused on practicing. Half an hour later, he opened his eyes, his eyes fell on the stones in front of him, and his fingers pinched his fingers.

clatter--

The small gravel fell, and the sinking figure appeared in front of him.

The eyes of the sinking sound lit up, but it is not difficult to change positions with something that has no life, but it is difficult to come.

He glanced around and his eyes fell on Xu Xingchen. The other party was practicing magic seriously, so it was obvious that it was inconvenient to disturb him. After a little thought, he summoned the Nascent Soul out.

The little Yuanying stayed in the Dantian safely and was suddenly pulled out. Before he could react, fragments of his robes the size of his fingernails were torn off.

The white and tender little face was covered for a moment, and then it was picked up and placed on the high branches.

The sound of the sinking sound: "Stand and don't move, accompany me to practice magic for a while."

The little Yuanying said "hum" unhappy and sat on the branch, "If you don't stand, you have to sit."

Since Di Yunyu taught the magic to control the Nascent Soul, Chen Liuxiang and Nascent Soul barely communicated with each other's heart, and could feel his childish three-year-old mood at this time, and was in aggrieved and indignant. Nascent Soul could also feel his uncontroversial meaning at this time, so he had to secretly resist.

Chen Liuxiang placed the Nascent Soul on the tree, seeing that the spiritual energy is abundant. Since it comes out, it is better to let him absorb more spiritual energy.

In a moment, a spell fell on the Nascent Soul.

The little figure rolled down from the tree with a "pop", and his head hit the ground, and he fell for a long time. Shen Liujiu stepped forward to help him up, gently pulled the fallen leaves, and sighed, "It's okay if you're not sure, this time you sit on the ground, let's do it again."

The little Yuanying opened her eyes wide and bulged her cheeks angrily, but the next moment, he slapped his mouth and tears as big as beans fell.

The rapid change of face made Chen Liuxiang say that he was worthy of being his Nascent Soul and had his own style.

But why did you suddenly cry?

As the sound of doubts sounded, he suddenly turned around and saw Di Yunyu lowering his eyes, staring at the little Yuanying who was sobbing and burping, and frowned slightly, "Why are you crying?"

Hearing the sound, the Yuanying immediately ran to Di Yunyu's feet. Since he could not hold his slender legs, he had to hold his white boots with his hands, and his little head rubbed against the hem of the gold-edged clothes. "I miss the Emperor's Father, will the Emperor's Father take me to play for a while?"

Sinking: "..."

He didn't notice any longing for the Nascent Soul, and clearly did not want to practice. He was here to talk to people and talk to ghosts, and he really didn't know who he followed!

With Di Yunyu holding his palm up, the Nascent Soul landed on it.

With a brief look down, he whispered, "Little liar."

The sinking sound and the Nascent Soul were staggering at the same time.

"I'll take you to play later," Di Yunyu said to the frightened Yuanying and handed a jade bottle to Chen Liuxiang. "The love flower Gu on your body was injured by dragon blood and was on the verge of despair. As long as you survive the next few times, the Gu will be gone. This is the Qingyu Pill, which can be relieved. Remember to carry it with you in the future."

The sinking sound took it, glanced at the world where the dark clouds were dissipating, and wanted to speak but stopped.

Di Yunyu had all his eyes: "The power of the demon clan is much greater than that of humans."

After saying this, he looked at Xu Xingchen who was practicing and left with the little Yuanying who was trembling in his palm.

The sound of the sinking sound walked towards the distance, thinking about this all the way, and as he approached, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and suddenly realized.

Di Yunyu wanted to tell him that he could not break free from the spider web with his strength, but Zhou Xuanlan, as a demon clan with unique physique, was not difficult to break free from the spider silk.
To be continued...