Chapter 73 Blue Scroll

After the adult ceremony, Yan Song couldn't wait to return to Jianzhai, then closed the door and came to the room on the second floor. He sat on the ground and closed his eyes. Under his inner vision, the Xuanqi in his body really condensed two cyan balls** in his abdomen, and the third one was not fully formed under a cyan cyclone. He opened his eyes excitedly and couldn't help saying, "Sure enough, it has reached the third-order Xuanshi. What the hell is going on?"

The question of the teenager suddenly reminded him of many doubts. He thought that the dragon blood was integrated into his body, but he did not feel abnormal at all. He had never practiced the martial soul, but suddenly a white shadow flew out of his body when he was in the Wuya Sword School...

Thinking about it, Yan Song's eyes suddenly tightened and said, "Is it Jade Bodhi?" With that, he didn't say anything and directly entered the virtual realm of Jade Bodhi. In his eyes, it was still the silver world. The plate dragon carved from white marble was surrounded by countless uncertain sword shadows. He stood under the dragon head, looked inside, looked at the dragon head, and then glanced at the "Dragon Secret" thrown on the ground. He felt that nothing had changed and there was nothing suspicious, so he looked at the Nihun Tripod.

"No, I hunted a lot of martial souls before. This Nihun tripod should pass on the information of my Xuanwu skill. How..." Yan Song said, came forward and looked at the jade tripod on the ground that was only the size of a fist. But he looked at it for a long time and didn't find anything wrong, except that the martial souls he hunted were not converted into any mysterious information and transmitted to him.

He circled the jade tripod twice. Yan Song held his chin in his hand and still couldn't figure it out: "Impossible. Is this jade tripod broken? So how should I practice Xuanwu in the future?

At this moment, he inadvertently looked up and suddenly saw a light blue scroll above his head! The scroll opened, and there were some bright spots on it, like a starry sky. It hung in this virtual world, and I don't know why it floated so high. Since he had never seen this strange scroll before, the teenager jumped up directly without saying a word.

"Don't come here!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the blue scroll. Yan Song was shocked and hurried back. He immediately heard that the voice was the voice of the indifferent woman before, so he said strangely, "What's wrong with this scroll?"

After waiting for a while, there was no answer. Yan Song asked again, "Is this soul tripod still good? I threw a lot of martial souls I hunted in before. Why didn't I respond at all?"

Still didn't answer, and Yan Song unconsciously said impatiently, "Pretate to be deaf, right? Didn't you say that, then I'll go up and have a look!" With that, a little under his feet, his body rose again.

"The martial soul has been used by me. Go back quickly!"

The cold voice sounded again, and Yan Song heard the words, as if there was an irresistible force controlling him and returning to the ground. He scratched his head, looked at the blue scroll upward, and said, "Well, you can use the martial soul. I want to ask you, what's wrong with this scroll?"

No answer.

Yan Song was a little angry: "Every time I pretend to be sultry, I won't eat your routine! Wipe--" After spitting out a dirty word, his body soared again, halfway through, and the cold voice came to stop it again, but this time Yan Song could not hear it. He kept walking under his feet and flew to the blue scroll: "Heavenly Relic!" Seeing such four big words written on the scroll, he didn't think much about it. He stretched out his right hand and leaned towards the scroll.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his right hand touched the blue scroll, a gentle blue light wrapped his hand and spread to his whole arm in a blink of an eye. Then, Yan Song's whole body was instigated by a strong force. Under the blue soft light wrapped, it suddenly disappeared into the blue scroll. Among them.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a galaxy of stars. Far ahead, a woman in white sat in the void with her back to him. For a moment, he seemed to figure out something and suddenly realized, "I understand. That scroll must be a window. This is your spiritual space. You stole my prey through this window. Am I right?"

"Go back right away!" The woman in white did not move, but her cold voice was better than before.

Yan Song snorted coldly, paused, and asked emotionally, "Why do we have this connection? What's your purpose in doing this? Say, did the imperial capital send you here to steal our Yan family through me--ah--

Before he finished his words, the woman in white suddenly brushed her long sleeves, and the fairy wrapped a strong wind, directly rolled Yan Song away, flew to the blue scroll behind him, and disappeared into it in a blink of an eye.

Yan Song turned back from the blue scroll to his jade bodhi virtual state, and then said angrily, "Srew, your conspiracy will not succeed!" After saying that, he removed his thoughts and left the virtual realm of Jade Bodhi.

Yan Song was shocked when he opened his eyes and saw Yan Jia leaning against the door. Before he could speak, he said unwarmly to the convenience, "I'm going to invite Yan Li and the others to dinner. Are you going?"

"I'm not going!" Because Yu Bodi was teased by the unidentified cold voice, Yan Song was in a bad mood and thought that the other party was likely to interfere with his Xuanxiu, and he still had many wishes that he didn't understand. At present, the more he thought about it, the more annoying he became. He continued to sit down and planned to practice hard. Only in this way can he take the initiative.

But he inadvertently ignored Yan Jia. In a sense, the other party forcibly pulled down his face to invite him to dinner. He refused so simply, Yan Jia's newly relaxed mood became extremely depressed again. At present, he did not say anything. He pulled out of the house with his little hand and pulled the door with a loud bang. The door directly hit The rotten door frame has a barrier-free rotation of more than 300 degrees.

Yan Song was also on fire. He was even worse when he heard such a loud voice. He opened his eyes and saw that the door was smashed. He immediately said angrily, "If you have the strength to hit the iron!" Don't mess with me, it's still annoying!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the footsteps on the stairs stopped and then walked up here. He watched Yan Jia walk to the door, and then slowly dragged away the shoes on his feet... Yan Song looked at the girl's behavior inexplicably.

"You bastard! What's so great about genius!" Yan Jia said, carrying Xuanli on the two shoes and hitting Yan Song like a brick. Before Yan Song could react what was going on, he was slapped on the face fiercely by the two shoes. He wanted to say something, but he saw Yan Jia's little face red, pouted, suddenly turned around, and ran downstairs barefoot.

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He was really angry inside and outside. Yan Song's chest was about to explode. He wanted to Xiu, but he was not in the mood at all. He was inexplicably sulking, which made him eager to take off his clothes and roar and run naked in Yan's house. Only in this way can he reduce it. Light pressure. With a bang punch on **, the teenager exhaled deeply again, then shook his body and walked downstairs.

After walking around downstairs twice, he felt really in a bad mood, so he kicked open the outer door of Jianzhai and walked into the traffic with his head down under the surprised eyes of people on the street. The teenager walked around the street aimlessly. He didn't know how many streets he had walked. He didn't know how far he had walked. He looked up and unconsciously it was already noon. He planned to find a hotel and drink a few big bowls of him to relieve his sulking.

Thinking so, he walked not far along the street. When he was about to enter the restaurant, he suddenly found that he unconsciously walked to the gate of Sima's house.

"Find Yan Li to drink!" Yan Song thought so and walked to Sima's house, but immediately stopped again, "I almost forgot that the daughter of the house invited them to dinner!" Thinking of the right time, Yan Song planned to go back, but at this time, he suddenly found a familiar figure coming out of the Sima family. The figure was dressed in cloth, carrying a burden on his body, bowing his head, and the hanging green silk half covered his white face. Yan Song was stunned. The man was the slave Xiaowei.

Xiaowei walked out of Sima's house with her head down. When Yan Song saw her dress, she suddenly remembered what Yan Jia said to Yan Li at the coming-of-age ceremony in the morning. Seeing this situation, Yan Song suddenly realized that no wonder the daughter in the house invited me to dinner. She must have expelled this girl from the Yan family. She thought she was much more happy.

Yan Song wanted to come forward to say hello, but at this time, he suddenly found that the maidservant suddenly looked back at Sima's house, then quickly bowed her head, and then moved to the side of the gate and stood there respectfully. Yan Song was puzzled, but suddenly found that four more familiar figures came out of Yan's house, so he hurried back two steps and hid at the entrance of the alley.

Among these four people, Yan Li and Yan Yan Yan still talked and laughed, while Yan Ke's expression was calm, and Yan Yan Yan had a small face and looked extremely uncomfortable. Yan Song saw this and felt funny in his heart. It was rare to get these four people together. But immediately, his face became gloomy. The four walked out of the gate. No one looked directly at the maidservant who gave way to them, but walked straight to the street. Xin said, this little girl was in trouble last night!

When they went far away, Xiaowei slowly raised her head. The sun was very poisonous at noon. The girl squinted, looked at the distant figures, and then turned around and walked along the street in the opposite direction. That figure and expression suddenly reminded Yan Song of the scene when she left Jianzhai not long ago.

For some reason, Yan Song carefully followed the maidservant. Yu Qi said that he wanted to see what Xiaowei planned, or rather, he wanted to see whether the little girl looked like what Yan Li and others said. She looked like the master and another appearance outside. So she followed the slave who was expelled by the family through one street after another and turned one corner after another. Yan Song planned to give up several times, but in the end, the girl finally stopped. She stood at an alley, paused, and then carefully looked across the street, doing this several times.

Yan Song wondered that although he could not see what building was across the street in front of him, he always felt that this street was more familiar. At present, he patiently watched Xiaowei's behavior. The sun was a little hot. Xiaowei Wied the sweat on her cheeks from time to time, and then kept probing her head. Finally, she took a deep breath and walked to the opposite building as if she had made a major decision.

Yan Song was finally relieved and followed a few steps forward to see where the girl had found. Is it a place like Fengyue Tower? He walked curiously to the entrance of the alley and tilted his head. His expression changed from curiosity to surprise. The building in front of him turned out to be Jianzhai. No wonder he felt so familiar!

Surprised, Yan Song still calmed down at this moment and wanted to see what Xiaowei was going to do. He stayed at the entrance of the alley, learned from Xiaowei, and couldn't help looking at Jianzhai. He saw Xiaowei enter Jianzhai nervously. After a long time, he finally hurried out with the burden in her arms.

PS: Two days after the end of the push, and today there are still brothers to help cheer them up. Thank you for the support of HIMI and I am not inferior to the sword. I have collected it at a level. I will continue to work hard. The book must be insufficient, and I hope you can make more suggestions. Ten thousand words remain unchanged every day. Everyone continues to support it, so that I can have the power to code words.