198 He met every day

The sun gradually rises, and the flowing clouds gradually dissipate. The blue sky is as blue as washing, and the heat is getting stronger, dispelling the coolness after the rain, steaming the dewdrops on the grass leaves, and the heat rising, making the image in the distance of the valley slightly distorted, but giving people a sense of unreal feeling like a dream. Most of the rainwater on the ground also penetrated into the rotten leaves, feeding the lush forest. Some newborn animals also poked their heads out and began the day's activities.

At this time, the valley became more noisy.

"Can you give me a ride? At this time, whether it is Jiangbei or Jiangnan, there are many Changsheng Hall monks. Now I am injured again. If I meet some Changsheng Hall monks, I have no power to protect myself." Jiang Yunzhi said that she originally wanted Nangong Xia to return to the Blood Spirit Sect with herself, but she thought that Nangong Xia was likely to refuse, so she turned to the second.

But she didn't know that this incident was just a trick of others.

"This." Nangong Xia was a little embarrassed. Although he wanted to see him off, he didn't want to see the people of the Blood Spirit Sect. Out of recognition of the four words "Zhuxia Weiyang", Nangong Xia can no longer ask about Nanshan phalanx, but this does not mean that he can accept others' deception and frame-up.

"Nevertheless, I really appreciate it." Jiang Yunzhi said, and she smiled faintly, but there was a lot of sadness and self-deprecating in her smile. She walked forward alone. The direction was exactly where the blood spirit sect was. At the same time, she also said to Nangong Xia, "Well, take care of yourself. I'll go back first. I don't know why I was not allowed to set foot in the Changsheng Hall. The Taoist gates in Jiangnan will all be silent.

"But what should you do if you meet the Changshengtang monk again?" Nangong Xiadao, he seems to have forgotten that the reason why Jiang Yunzhi was injured this time was completely caused by Nangong Xia.

"It's okay. Don't worry. I'll be fine. I don't think I'll be as lucky as last time." Jiang Yunzhi turned around and smiled faintly. At the same time, she waved her hand at Nangong Xia, signaling him not to worry too much, but this situation was actually a feeling of windy and coldness for Nangong Xia.

"Forget it, I'll give you a ride." Nangong Xiadao, after saying that, he walked forward with her.

What Nangong Xia didn't know was that his seemingly simple decision at this time was actually greatly influenced by Luo Ji. Although Luo Ji's plan failed, it still had a little impact on Nangong Xia, such as now.

Seeing this, Jiang Yunzhi smiled secretly, but she didn't say much. She just strode forward, but in her direction, she deliberately avoided the people of the Blood Spirit Sect.

After all, the time has not yet arrived.

"What are you doing?" Nangong Xiadao, he saw Jiang Yunzhi take out a silk. The silk was suspended in mid-air with the support of Jiang Yunzhi's spiritual power. She took out another small pen. The tip of the small pen was golden. She wrote with a pen on the silk. After writing, she saw the formula of her hands, and the words on the silk were precipitated out, and then it had been It turned into a piece of cyan light and went far away, and soon disappeared.

If this scene was seen by Yingqi, she must be very surprised. It turned out that the method used by Jiang Yunzhi at this time was the same as Yingqi's method of decorating the landscape with painting, although Jiang Yunzhi's technique was far inferior to Yingqi's method of decorating the landscape.

"You can't read. I'm just reporting safety. How can you? When people are worried about your safety, you don't give them even a little hint." Jiang Yunzhi said that after finishing these, she put away the silk. This silk is not an ordinary thing. Naturally, she should take care of it carefully.

"I." Nangong Xia shook his head and smiled. He strode forward and said softly, "Who cares about my life and death, and who can I report my safety?"

"Nothing, you don't know how worried I was when you had an accident last time." Jiang Yunzhi said, she looked at Nangong Xia's back and thought that the last incident was related to Xue Lingzong, so she changed her words and said, "Isn't there the mysterious Qin sister in your mouth? Isn't she worried about you?"

"I don't know where Sister Qin has gone. I haven't found it for a long time." Nangong Xia said that Nangong Xia only sighed when he thought of Qinji's matter. Nangong Xia couldn't guess Qinji's thoughts at all. He didn't want to talk about it anymore, so Yu Zhong said again, "Yes, why have I never seen this method before?"

Xue Lingzong has a mutual method of reporting, but Nangong Xia has never seen this method used by Jiang Yunzhi at this time.

"If you want to learn, I can naturally teach you. This is also what I learned newly." Jiang Yunzhi said that when she said this, she was very proud in her words, just like when she said she wanted to teach Nangong Xia magic with an obvious meaning of showing off.

Hearing this, Nangong Xia was also in a trance in his heart, just like when he first entered the Blood Spirit Sect. Many of the things Nangong Xia learned were handed down from Jiang Yunzhi, including the Yihua Classic that he could no longer learn at this time.

For a moment, the two of them didn't say anything, just bowed their heads and walked forward.

After a long time, Nangong Xia asked, "Yes, sister, there is a reason why Daomen doesn't ask about the Changsheng Hall."

"This matter." Jiang Yunzhi said that she was stunned when she heard this, and then said, "We don't know about this matter. It seems to be related to the great blow of the Yuhua Palace and the change of Danan Mountain in the south of Chushan Mountain. By the way, if you have time, you might as well go to Chushan and Danan Mountain to have a look. I think you may find the answer. "

"Well, that's fine." Nangong Xiadao, the change of Yuhua Palace is related to himself, so he doesn't want to say more about this matter.

At this time, Jiang Yunzhi remembered that Nangong Xia's magic weapon was broken at that time, so she asked, "By the way, where is your chess?"

"Chess, I naturally put it away." Nangong Xiadao, after all, Yin and Yang Yi are not mortal. Although it has been broken, it can still return to Nangong Xia with its last spiritual power.

Nangong Xia and Jiang Yunzhi talked casually and walked on foot at the same time, but they have been walking for several days. On this day, Nangong Xia was even more curious about why Jiang Yunzhi had not found the people of the Blood Spirit Sect, so he asked, "What's the matter? Why haven't you found it yet?"

"If you don't want to walk with me, then you can go. I don't want to force you." Jiang Yunzhi said, at this time, she took out a jade pendant from her clothes. She handed it to Nangong Xia, and then said, "I don't know if I can see you again after such a farewell. I wanted to give you this jade pendant a long time ago, but you didn't want it at that time. At this time, I sent it out again, hoping you won't refuse."

Seeing that she could no longer delay at this time, she planned to give up. She didn't know the plan in the door. She thought that this encounter with Nangong Xia was just an accident.

"This thing." Nangong Xiadao was stunned by the appearance of this thing, but when he was about to ask about the origin of this thing, someone interrupted the tranquility here. When Jiang Yunzhi saw an outsider coming here, he put it away alone. At this time, her heart was full of disappointment and sadness. I can't send it out at this time, and I don't know if there will be such an opportunity in the future.

Even if you can see each other again, you have to put a question mark.

“▂?? 0??〈? ∩●△▽ω╰ω.” One voice said that this voice was not Xia's language. Naturally, Nangong Xia and Jiang Yunzhi did not know what each other was saying. The man's eyebrows are all white, but he looks young, but the age of the monk can't be seen from the appearance.

The person who came was the Changsheng Hall monk. After walking for a few days, they saw the Changsheng Hall monk again. The Changsheng Hall monk Nangong Xia met this time was a pair of two people.

“&*......&&%¥¥##@（））（***&*&.” Another Changsheng Hall monk said that this seemed to be 30 years old. Nangong Xia looked at this person. It turned out that this person was very similar to Xia from the appearance. It should be known that there was a clear gap between Xia people and Yi people in terms of face shape, skin color and hair color.

Although Nangong Xia and the two of them are strange, they still act first. After all, they and Changshengtang have nothing to say. At this time, Jiang Yunzhi stood the sword on her chest. She pointed to the sky with the tip of the sword. There were bursts of red fog on the sword, but it was different from the ordinary sword. After that, she let go of the dust sword, but the dust sword flew to the two of them with red fog.

All this, of course, is just a moment. Nangong Xia also took out the light sword to meet the enemy at this time. Although he didn't want to use the light sword, he had no other magic weapons available at this time.

If Nangong Xia did not want to use a light sword at the beginning, it was only because he had a vow not to use this sword, but at this time he did not use this sword, but he did not want to fall into the madness beyond his control.

The white-haired monk sneered and saw him hit Nangong Xia with a long stick in his hand. The green light flashed on the stick, among which countless black and white gas dispersed. The black and white air was clear and dark, but some ghosts were formed by him. The ghosts rushed forward and met Jiang Yunzhi's red fog, but it emitted a gren. The sound of bursting is like dripping into water from boiling oil.

It's just that the white-haired monk's cultivation is extremely high. Although Jiang Yunzhi's red fog seems to be able to restrain the other party's grievances, the gap between the two is still too much. The red fog was soon broken, and Jiang Yunzhi's dust sword also stabbed the white-haired the white-haired monk through the black and white gas.

The white-haired monk sneered, and he greeted him with a stick, and the black-and-white spirit also rushed to Jiang Yunzhi. At this time, Jiang Yunzhi also knew that the other party's cultivation was higher than her, so she struggled to control the dust sword, but ignored the black and white spirit of the other party.

Seeing this, Nangong Xia had to inject spiritual power into the light sword, and then split several swords out. The blue sword light flew away, hitting the white-haired monk. After that, he set up a defense in front of the two. He originally wanted to form a gas shield in front of his chest, but after the gas shield was formed, it quickly turned into solid black ice.

It was at this time that the black-haired monk smiled faintly. He waved a folding fan to the two, and a white light flew over, but it made them strange that the black-haired monk hit this, and his folding fan turned, and the place he hit was not Nangong Xia. It's the neck of the white-haired monk.

This is because of why the two of them killed each other. Nangong Xia had no time to think about it. Seeing that their Xuanbing had blocked the wronged soul, Nangong Xia began to prepare new spells, while Jiang Yunzhi continued to control his dust sword and hit the white-haired monk.