After the second fire exploded, Jun Han put away Luo Xingyi and sighed slightly. He flew in his body for a moment and went to the entrance of the cave. He casually fanned some of the burning fire that had pierced his throat and walked into the cave without any haste.
The walls are scorched, and the evil breath is hidden. The cave is as dark as the night, and there is also a murderous aura that seems to be malicious.
Jun Han thought to himself in his heart that the two big thorns near the capital have disappeared now, so he doesn't have to worry too much about this matter for the time being.
Not bad either.
However, before Qian Xi could not pass, she fell into deep thoughts again. She couldn't explain why this thought was, nor could she tell who it was. She accidentally remembered Baili Yun's almost certain guess that day - Yi Yuanguang.
He thought casually but not indifferently, but fortunately, the hole was not deep, and he could still pour into the ray of the setting sun in the end. By chance, he fell into the huge pit that had just destroyed the raging fire.
Jun Han stopped in front of the pit, fell into his eyes, and saw that the pit was dead.
The remaining light disappeared slowly, and when the last ray of light faded, it finally became a real abyss. The breath of death was overflowing, but the light was gone.
Jun Han turned around and wanted to leave, but he faintly smelled a fresh breath of blood.
It seems to be the warm blood of living people.
Jun Han took another step and followed the fresh blood, and finally saw a ray of blue cold light in a dark corner.
Jun Han picked up the long sword with clear light from the ground, raised his eyebrows and found it a little interesting.
The Icecast Sword, a unique thing in Hanshan Town.
He fell down again, then he vaguely saw the outline of his figure, and squatted down, pinched the man's jaw, and looked at it a few times-
Not bad, I found a good thing.
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"Take good care." Jun Han asked lightly and opened the door and left the house, but just turned around the corner of the corridor and saw Lianyin walking towards him.
"Who did you bring back?"
"It's not a flower that I picked anyway." Jun Han followed her wrist and took her away from the room.
"Immortal Sect?"
"Li Tianxiao."
Lian Yin paused and looked up at him.
Jun Han raised his eyebrows without being a thief and smiled guiltily, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to him. He was a little injured, so I picked him up."
This white wolf said that he seemed to be born with a compassionate heart.
Lianyin didn't know for a moment that he was a cat crying rat or a weasel greeting the chicken.
"This person is not a particularly annoying guy. He is much cuter than Baili Yun. I can keep Baili Yun for so many years and have not used it to sacrifice to the sky. No matter how hard he is, he will not be able to withstand Li Tianxiao's life, right?"
“…”
Although he said so "sincerity", he still had a treacherous meaning with ulterior motives.
"Marson, those two young men are waiting for you in the study."
Jun Han nodded, and the servant who came to report the situation on the way to trot and go busy.
Jun Han sent Lianyin back to the house and handed her a strand of hair on the side of her cheek to remove her ears, "Just keep your body well, you don't have to worry about these things."
After leaving Lianyin, Jun Han returned to his usual cold and ruthless form. He stepped into the study and was still igniting a cold and cold look.
"Tell me."
Gui Wuhuan said nothing, amid the uneasiness of the Marshal's just now.
"I made an appointment in the pavilion on the seventh day of the third month, so I came to take my leave."
The seventh day of the third month is the "death day". On this day, the three of them always return to the pavilion to gather temporarily, and also debug and check the movement of the pavilion.
"Yeah, go."
Jun Han answered, Gui Wugui nodded and bowed, and then stepped down.
After leaving the marshal's yard, Gui Wu suddenly pulled Gui's sleeves.
"What are you doing?" Gui Ye looked at him in a blink of an eye.
"You haven't handed the Glazed Mirror Bead to the Marshal yet?"
Gui Yi moved back lightly, "There are a lot of chaos in the young master's memory, it's not too late to find out more before I can get it."
Gui Wuxiang didn't have much thought, so he believed that Gui Yi said this, but his mind was not too stupid. He reminded him again: "When I return to Canghai Pavilion, I will check the movement of the spirit. Although Yingluo is almost the same as he is dead now, he should be able to ask him for help, right?"
As for how to ask the senior brother who has unclear boundaries of life and death for help, it is not something that ghosts cannot know.
"Well..." Gui Yi was a little confused.
Yi Chen chased the memories of the Glazed Mirror Pearl that were reflected in the Glass Mirror Pearl were so strange that it was difficult to even understand the order. In addition to the particularly strange memory fragments in the bead, Yi Chen chased the thoughts and felt a fog that could not be touched by ghosts.
If the shadow falls, maybe you really have the ability to "clear the clouds and see the fog".
Moreover, since Yi Chenzhuan could see that guy, it means that this person who had been voluntarily "in ancient times" for a long time has finally opened up a trace of spiritual path to the outside world.
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When Gui Yi and Gui Wu returned to Canghai Pavilion, it was the second update of the sixth day of the third lunar month. After waiting for only one hour, it was Ying Luo’s real "death day".
At the deepest part of the Black Armor Camp is where the shadow falls.
Here there is a pillar of ice standing upright, but it looks like a huge ice tree, with twisted roots winding underneath, lingering around the ground, and "luxuriant branches and leaves" on it. The frost spreads across the entire roof, and the shadow falls into the ice trunk.
When I saw closer, the trunk of the tree was as flat as an ice wall. The man sealed in the ice was covered with green clothes and wide sleeves. The ink hair was scattered like a waterfall. His face was clear and his face was like a living but he was not awake for a long time. His eyes were half open, and a hint of warm eyes seemed to be smiling. He was thin and his face was pale and cool as the ice was reflected, but for some reason, no matter how he looked, it made people feel that he still had warmth.
"Senior sister, I've been waiting for a long time." Gui Wu stretched leisurely, took off the sword behind his back, and indeed put down his guard.
Among these four people, Ying Luo was first picked up by the Marshal, followed by Zi Mei, Gui Wu and Gui Yi entered the school at the same time. Although Jun Han is indeed their master, they will only be in the same school on the seventh day of the third lunar month.
Zi Mei also took off her mask and showed her true face. She had thin eyebrows and eyes tampered with blood, her chin was sharpened, and she was arrogant and cold. She was not a stunning beauty who could make people fascinated and obsessed with her at first sight. But if you carefully savor her eyebrows, you will not find the charming color hidden in the coldness.
When Zi Mei arrived here at the earliest, she prepared the wine for the four of them early and the candy cake that Gui Wuguiye particularly loved.
"The spiritual power has not been checked yet?" Gui Wuxu said.
Zi Mei nodded and poured a glass of wine to drink lightly.
Gui Ye has always been good at this kind of thing.
Every year today, although these three people gathered very well, they often only Gui Wu opened his mouth to support the whole audience. Zi Mei could not speak and could do anything. However, Gui Yi had no idea why he said little on this day, and sometimes he was not as good as Zi Mei.
Gui Yi looked at the Shadow in the ice wall without saying a word. The Shadow was thinking and had no interest in wine. He just gnawed the candy cake while watching Shadow intently.
What the hell is this guy doing...
After a short gathering, the three of them went to work hard again.
There are no complicated matters in Canghai Pavilion during the rest of my life. The most important thing this time is to check the situation of Yingluo Spirit.
After the two of them walked away, Gui Yi summoned the glass mirror bead with blood-colored memories.
The blood shadows in the beads flipped and flocked, like the blood of sinking water, the flames swaying, and occasionally a picture of what is probably the scene in a blood-colored blur.
Gui Ye has never seen such a memory before.
"Hey, do you know what this is?" Gui Yi finally spoke the first sentence of tonight, but the object was a shadow fall that was sealed in ice and could not react.
Gui Yi held the beads in both hands and looked at Ying Luo for a while. His eyes gradually fell, and there was a sense of dissatisfaction invisibly.
Why did this guy also learn to seek profit and influence? He knew that he was the marshal's son, so he came out to take care of him?
"Go..." Gui Yi glanced at him. In his noble state of mind, he finally resisted the urge to smash the ice, and only focused his eyes and recited the spell silently. He held the glass bead with one hand and called the spiritual world with two fingers in the other hand, bringing the memory scene sealed in the bead into his mind.
The glass beads floated up slowly in the air, and the blood contained in the beads burned and reflected the ice, like a ball of flame wrapped in a ball.
This bead was slowly held by the spiritual silk to Ying Luo's face, reflecting the handsome and plain white face as bright as jade.
I have something to look for you, so if I know the tact, I will come out for me - Gui Ye summoned in his heart.
Another strand of spiritual silk was pulled out from the glass bead and slowly drilled into the ice, exploring the shadow falling eyebrows.
I hope that the Lingyun of Ying Luo can clearly understand the memory of this chaos.
The spiritual silk of the mirror bead hooked the spiritual power of Ying Luo, as always as signs of unconscious existence, just a piece of water that was so pure that it could not be more pure.
Gui Yi was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he couldn't help but grit his teeth and thought: If you don't come out this time, I will definitely not come to see you again in the future!
But opposite was a thing that was similar to a dead person. Even if Gui Yi was so shady, he kept the "pure bone" indifferently.
Yi Chenzhu's memory once again reappeared in Gui Yi's mind.
But he could never tell whether this was the illusion that Yi Chen chased, or the reality that he had indeed experienced...
It's really too chaotic.
The fire kept blurring his vision, even if you occasionally see a black figure, it was so blurry that it was difficult to distinguish - Yi Chen chased something that he could not see clearly, and it was even more difficult to distinguish after Gui Ye digging out the memory.
The spiritual breath of the shadow fall also poured into the memory in the beads with the spirit power. A wisp of light white tangled into the blood red, and the mixed memory became clearer and clearer.
This guy's spiritual breath is as vivid as life, but for some reason, Gui Ye just cannot go upstream and find his spiritual consciousness.
"Do you still like to spy on the soul so much?" This sound was as vast as a illusion, but it hit Gui Yi's mind like a terrible blank, and the effect was no less than that of the five thunderbolts.
Chapter completed!