Chapter 11 Appear

Su Qin's figure quickly flew away in the direction pointed to him by the monk just now. Wherever he passed, there was a shadow that flashed away, like Feihong.

"I hope the three people they are talking about are not Shuiming." Su Qin flew on the road, frowned and whispered to himself.

"I hope not."

Finally, Su Qin still added such a sentence in his heart, and his eyebrows showed a trace of worry.

Su Qin's figure quickly passed by the grass, stepped on the grass, and flew by like green leaves. In an instant, he had walked out of many meters.

After running for about a while, the place where the three had just shown him the way really appeared in his eyes.

Not far away, a young man knelt down at the bottom of a boulder, with a face like dead ashes, like dead wood that has broken life. There is no vitality at all. Obviously, there is still a breath, but it seems that he has died.

"Luo Can, it's him."

Seeing this scene, Su Qin's heart sank, and his ominous guess came true. This man came to Jinghu with him, the thin young man who didn't like to talk.

Occasionally, passers-by smiled disdainfully at the corners of their mouths.

Su Qin's feet were a little on the ground, and his whole body condensed a layer of silver light because of the operation of Zhenyuan. Between breathing, he had rushed to Luo Can.

The monks around Yuqingjing saw the sudden fleeting figure and roared towards here quickly. They did not dare to say more. They bowed their heads and gathered towards Mirror Lake.

"Luo Can, what happened?" Su Qin stepped on the ground and asked in a low voice. At the same time, he carefully looked at the young man who had not seen for a few days.

Compared with a few days ago, Luo Can has lost a lot of weight. His skin is like dead wood, with no vitality and luster. His eyes are dull and dull, and there are even dry tears in his eyes.

The sad and silent seem to be talking about the situation at this time.

After Su Qin asked, Luo Can seemed to be unheard of, like a soul-out body.

"Luo Can, what happened to you, tell me quickly." Su Qin frowned slightly and shouted again.

It seemed that he finally heard Su Qin call his name, and Luo Can raised his head slightly. His eyes, which were supposed to be divine, were as dark as as ashes at this moment. He looked at Su Qin's face and whispered, "It's all dead. Brother Shuiming is dead, and Ziqing is also dead. I'm the only one left, alone."

muttering over and over again, word by word.

Su Qin saw Luo Can's lost appearance and even felt that Zhenyuan in his body was drying up. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it won't take many hours. Zhenyuan will be exhausted and his spirit will be broken, and he will really go down to the yellow spring.

Hua!

Su Qin waved the sleeve of his right hand, and a ball of Zhenyuan in his hand was on Luo Can's forehead, running his Zhenyuan, driving Luo Can's exhausting Zhenyuan.

Under the operation of Su Qin, Zhenyuan rushed and the heavens were endless. Half an hour later, Luo Can's face finally returned a little rosy.

"Senior, it is... You." Luo Can's dead gray eyes trembled slightly, and then he recognized Su Qin's appearance. It seemed that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and even his voice was hoarse.

Su Qin was silent for half a few days ago. Although he looked a little thin and weak, he was full of energy. He walked with the woman named Su Ziqing and often smiled. At this moment, he seemed to be dozens of years early. Whether from the spirit or breath, he was like a dying person.

"What the hell happened to them?" Su Qin slowed down for a while before asking.

A trace of pain flashed on Luo Can's ashes face, and it seemed to be self-deprecating: "They are all dead."

With just three words, Su Qin seems to be able to hear the general emotions and everything he has experienced.

"What's going on?" Su Qin's eyes shrank.

"Senior, after you left that day, the people in Red Devil Valley have already stared at us. Later, they set a trap, saying that we had offended them, and then killed Brother Shuiming and Ziqing in black and white... If they hadn't been fighting to protect me, I would have been afraid at this moment..."

Speaking of this, Luo Can's words paused, his eyes trembled up and down, and tears surged like springs. The huge pain made him heartbreaking. He grabbed his face with his hand and grabbed a few blood stains. Blood and tears were mixed together, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or blood.

"Ah, Ziqing, Brother Shuiming, Brother Ziqing, Brother Shuiming... It's all me. It's all me. I'm a loser. I can't do anything. I hate it, I hate it!" Luo Can suddenly kept grabbing his face and arms like crazy, blood stains, struggling painfully, and you go on the ground

Su Qin bit his teeth and lips, and his eyes seemed to have black air. His hands clenched into fists, and even the stone was about to be pinched into water.

Suddenly, Su Qin stretched out his right hand and twisted Luo Can, who was rolling and twitching on the ground.

"Blood feud should be repaid with blood. In this world, there is only whether you want to do it or not, and there is no waste! They saved you with their own lives, not to let you die like this!" Su Qin burst into unprecedented anger, words and sentences were sonorous and powerful, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

After saying that, Luo Can was thrown aside.

Luo Can, who was hit by a stone, was dizzy and shocked when he heard Su Qin's words, and there was some brilliance in his eyes.

"These are three cold Xuan needles, which can be used by running Zhenyuan. I can't use them any more. I'll give you two." Su Qin took out three crystal "cold needles" from his arms and put them in Luo Can's hand.

Su Qin, who stepped into the Shangqing realm, has already reached a new height. The Xuan needle of Huahan is not as big as before in his hand. It's better to leave it to Luo Can.

After saying that, he didn't care about Luo Can, turned into a shadow and sprinted towards the direction of Mirror Lake.

The body is like Feihong, and the grass flies away.

"Murong Can!" Su Qin was flying and said in a hateful voice.

Although Su Qin had guessed the process of some things at the moment he saw Luo Can, he still couldn't help his anger at this moment.

The people in the Red Devil Valley must have killed the three people because of themselves, and they didn't do anything wrong, but they came to see the appearance of the "blue moon and cold pearls", and they didn't even have the heart to compete.

"Murong Can, you actually want to kill me, so come and see who kills whom!" In Su Qin's words, there was a little coldness.

Red Devil Valley moved its hatred with others for no reason, which made Su Qin unbearable. What's more, Murong Can also sent someone to attack and kill him, which aroused Su Qin's pride.

Su Qin's nature is that there is no injustice and no hatred. If there is revenge, it is necessary to revenge, and if there is a resentment, it is necessary to revenge.

Without these characteristics, how can Su Qin survive from the years when that person is like grass and his life is like a remnant lamp, stick to his heart, and become a monk in the Qing Dynasty until now!

Su Qin is like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he has arrived at "Mirror Lake".

......

A round of sunset in the sky, scarlet as blood, is slowly falling, and the endless night begins to permeate the whole world.

The vast and boundless Lianyun Mountains began to usher in the moonlit night. The sun and the moon alternate, and a bright moon is slowly rising, as cool as water, illuminating the horizon.

As the bright moon rises, the whole mirror lake is calm, and even the sound of wind blowing weeds and insects can be heard clearly.

The eyes of the monks gathered in the middle of Jinghu, quietly waiting, waiting. In the different eyes gathered were fanaticism, greed, anxiety and repressing.

Su Qin stood among many monks and stared at Murong Can and others in the Red Devil Valley standing in the distance. His eyes were deep, like an endless deep pool, calm and bottomless.

I don't know how long it has been.

As the light of the bright moon shines on the mirror lake, the calm mirror lake ripples one after another, gently opening. Against the moonlight, it is actually a silver light.

The ripples of Jinghu Lake are getting faster and faster. In the middle of the huge Jinghu Lake, a well-sized spring keeps gushing up and rushing straight to three or four meters high.

This change attracted everyone's attention in the center.

For a moment, it seemed that all the moonlight in heaven and earth gathered in the spring, and the spring was crystal clear. In addition, everything else in heaven and earth had been eclipsed.

All the monks opened their eyes wide and couldn't hide their joy.

Wang!

With a strange sound, the spring dispersed and was torn apart, from which a huge spiritual clam appeared.

The clam shell is crystal clear, like a ball of soft jade, with shaped lines. At a glance, it seems to be like the muscles and bones of this clam. The clam gently stretches the clam shell, stretches and closes, as if it is breathing and spitting.

This is not a spiritual clam, as if it were a person.

"It's out." Murong Can spit out his tongue and gently squeezed his lips, and his eyes were fanatical, as if the clam was at his fingertips.

The spiritual clam suddenly unfolded its crystal jade-like clam shell, and a group of blue light slowly flew from the clam body to the mid-air. The blue light was magnificently an egg-sized blue bead, suspended in the mid-air, and the moonlight in the sky was absorbed by the beads like a spring.

The beads shining with blue light shine like jade under the moonlight, like an aperture.

In the aperture, there seems to be a shy woman's shadow dancing in the moonlight and intoxicating the world.

The blue moon and cold beads finally appeared.