sun and moon return

Chapter 90

At this time, Baishan came back, followed by a disciple from Miscellaneous Hall, and served refreshments.

Zheli asked: "Master, why do you have to keep a few heads?"

Feidao took a sip of tea: "Only by keeping them in front of your eyes can you ensure that you can safely get back what Shao Yuxuan left behind. Tomorrow, it will also be convenient for us to make things public."

Zheli came to a sudden: "The master is still thoughtful."

"This matter needs to be kept secret. It is inconvenient for me to go with you. Be careful on the way." Feidao looked at him.

The disciples of Miscellaneous Hall put the dim sum in front of the two of them, and Zheli had already picked up a piece of dim sum and fed it to his mouth: "It's been a long time since I ate green dim sum."

He carefully picked another piece and fed it to Feidao. Feidao doesn't like sweets, and he can still have a taste of that kind of light and fresh pastry.

Feidao looked at the pastry in Zheli's hand for a moment, his eyes gradually softened, and he ate a mouthful of his hand.

Throwing Feidao's unfinished snacks into his mouth, Zheli puffed his cheeks and said, "It's getting late, Master Baishan, Master, I'm leaving first."

Zheli went out, Feidao and Baishan exchanged glances, and then they respectively started to act.

Yun Bai in the room tasted Qingwu's dim sum leisurely, such a good dim sum should naturally be shared with Luocheng.

Holding the small pastry, he sneered.

Not long after Zheli left, Feidao followed where he had gone, and followed him around a long way.

Searching the mountain found nothing, Shen Xing accepted Baishan's message, led his disciples to the Miscellaneous Hall, and asked about the junior on duty at the Miscellaneous Hall, the disciple who was delivering snacks to the Lingxin Hall just had a stomachache, and had already returned to the Disciple Hall to rest.

Shen Xing sent people to surround the disciple hall, that person reacted very quickly, and wanted to run away when he heard the sound, but unexpectedly he was caught in the urn.

Baishan went to Luocheng's guest room, but the room was empty.He also visited the other three heads by the way.At this time, the disciples stationed in the mountain reported that there was a visitor and they were in the Hall of Listening Heart.

Around dawn, Zheli arrived at a deserted village at the foot of Qingwu Mountain. There was a ruined temple in the village.Zheli fell into the temple and looked around, feeling a little nervous.Since the incident at Shengquan Temple last time, he has had some shadows about this place of Buddhism.

The half-hanging wooden door, the half-height weeds in the courtyard, the sparse tiles on the roof, the Buddha statue gazing at the mortal world in the darkness behind the cobwebs, the dust as thick as cloth, and the rotten air that chokes the throat are unavoidable. .

Zhe Li stretched out his hand and opened the door, and threw a golden formula into the room, and a golden light bloomed for a moment.

That Shao Pengcheng practiced gold spells, and Zheli left the formula after entering the house, it seems that Zheli touched the barrier or opened the secret door.In this way, the enemy can be better lured to go deep.

Feidao observed the situation in the house in a hidden place, and he vaguely noticed that there seemed to be someone nearby, but he didn't know exactly where.

Feidao closely sensed the changes around him, and locked on the enemy's position.

He vaguely felt the atmosphere around him becoming moist, it should be near dawn, and there was fog around him.This is not a good omen, Zorei vigilantly pretended to be flipping through a booklet in his hand.

The fog suddenly became thicker, Zheli frowned slightly, and saw a flash of purple light in the fog.

Zhe Li dodged sharply, and vaguely looked at a person standing in the fog through the hazy skylight. This person was tall, but he didn't seem to be the person who just shot.

That person stood there silently like a ghost, making Zheli's hair stand on end. For some reason, he felt that this person might have been staring at him here since he entered the ruined temple...

The sound of the door being broken in the ear and the movement of the sword array, Zhe Li tilted his head slightly, Fei Shuang whizzed past, and it seemed that right and wrong rushed in.

Zheli wanted to remind him aloud, but his pupils suddenly dilated, and he was grasped by someone on his chest in a daze. When he looked up, he saw that there was still endless darkness in the black cloak that was nearly two heads above his own.

Um?Is it really the descendants of the four families?

These words vaguely hit Zheli's ears, with surprise, surprise, and a bit of surprise that was incomprehensible at the end.He didn't know if it was said by the person in front of him, or it came from somewhere else.

He only felt that after that moment of contact, his limbs ached and his blood surged up. Accompanied by endless pain and a sense of emptiness, he fell on the thick dust without any resistance.

There was only a sharp tinnitus in his ears, his eyelids seemed to be heavy, he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, and countless dust poured in from his nostrils, almost suffocating him.

master.

Be careful.

Orei's squirming lips made no sound.

He just watched the black figure holding Feishuang, smashing the afterimage of that person into pieces.

"Zheli!" Kan Feidao's mouth shape was calling to himself.

The light in front of my eyes gradually disappeared, and the tinnitus in my ears also quieted down, everything seemed to be over.

.

Feidao erected a barrier to protect Zheli.

The tall black figure didn't leave, and stood aside, looking at Feidao quietly and provocatively.

The scorching heat extending from the back, accompanied by Feidao Yueyu's cold killing intent, spread unscrupulously.

It is indeed the best sword in my hand.

The man was silent.

laugh.

contempt.

appreciate.

Amazed.

In the unfathomable darkness, Feidao could still feel his expression, that hateful voice and smile.

Xuan Lin!

Even if it wasn't you, I would have to peel off your skin today to see who is playing tricks!

Feishuang's sword aura was strong, and Feidao's murderous aura was stronger than ever before. He chased after the man closely, and the hatchback fought out of the ruined temple.

The blue sword shadow fluttered in the white mist, and the purple light met the flying frost. It was like lightning and thunder breaking through the night sky, and the spiritual power was surging.

Oriental white.

Feidao stopped suddenly, and the man stood still in front of him, neither actively attacking nor fleeing.

Even though Feishuang was holding hands tightly, hatred spreading like a curse in his heart, Feidao was still keenly aware of the other party's intention to distract him.

Seeing that Feidao had the intention to retreat, the man also retreated slowly without any intention of entanglement, so Feidao watched the darkness disappear into the morning light.

After that person left, he flew back to the ruined temple like a ray of light, only to feel that the barrier had been broken, and the aura of Zheli had weakened a bit, there were indeed other people in the house besides him.

Feidao was filled with shock and anger, Feishuang's sharp sword energy swept across, and the person who was eagerly looking for something in Zheli's arms rolled away on the spot and left Zheli's side.

This person is Luo Cheng, his expression is flustered, his aura is much weaker in front of Fei Dao, who is like killing a god, he hesitates to speak, he keeps looking around for a way to escape.

Feidao looked at Zheli who had passed out, and his ruthless and cold aura was even worse than when Qingsheng fell. The curse mark on his arm boiled again, burning all the way to his wrist, and an undisguised killing intent spread.No matter who hurt Zheli so much today, don't even think about leaving alive!

Luo Cheng was also obviously a little flustered, threw a spell at Zhe Li, turned around and was about to run away.

Feidao blocked Luocheng's attack, protected Zheli with an enchantment, and moved outside the house. Holding the sword in his right hand, he walked towards Luocheng step by step. Dasheng surged like a huge wave, shaking the dilapidated houses to pieces.

Luocheng dodged the falling beam, Feidao approached at an extremely fast speed, the flying frost flew across, Luocheng flipped over, and almost cut off a piece of sleeve.

Luocheng dodges and dashes outwards, Feishuang strikes back with his sword again,

In the dense sword shadows, Luocheng's countermoves were obviously very difficult, and he kept retreating, trying to find a gap to escape the attack of the wrong way.

From the direction behind came the sound of a large group of people coming. Judging from the number of people, it was not just the heads of the three sects...

Luo Cheng also seemed to be aware of it, gritted his teeth and sacrificed his magic weapon, blocked the wrong way for a moment, and was about to leave in a hurry.

But seeing the golden light in front of him, Feidao propped up the barrier and jumped a few steps. After a fierce confrontation, the golden light fell to the ground like a piece of waste paper, and blood spread.

What happened suddenly, Feidao reflexively landed beside Zheli, stretched out his hand to embrace him in his arms, squinted his eyes slightly and raised his head to look.

The golden light gradually dissipated along with the dust, Feng Chan stood beside Luo Cheng's body, looked down from above, and retracted the sword indifferently.

Baishan fell to Feidao's side in three or two steps, his brows were wrinkled like a knot, and he squatted down: "Master, are you all right?"

Feidao gave him a questioning look.

"I was just inviting the three sect masters to come over, when I heard that sect master Feng Chan had entered Qingwu... Also, that eyeliner was poisoned and he was already dead." Baishan said in a low voice.

Fei Dao's eyes fell on the third sect leader who followed closely behind him, and there were even a few young juniors behind him, one of them was dressed in a sloppy personal disciple uniform, and looked at the corpse on the ground indifferently.

"Oh, Feng Chan, you are too ruthless." Yun Bai walked to Luocheng, bent down and carefully identified it, "It was Luocheng who was right, alas, what a pity, he just died like this."

Feng Chan snorted coldly through his nostrils: "A treacherous person, death is not a pity."

Jinyu frowned, turned her face away and didn't look at the tragic scene again.

Hantang's face was stiff, staring at Luocheng's corpse, suppressing his anger, his face was ugly.

Feidao accepted Feishuang, stood up with Zheli in his arms, and looked at everyone in front of him indifferently.

The sky is bright, but it is still the darkness that cannot be driven away by the dawn.

"Master, is Zheli okay?" Baishan frowned, looking at Zheli in Feidao's arms.

Feidao frowned like a knot, and looked down at Zheli in his arms: "I'll go back first, you follow them and see which play is going to be sung."

After Feidao finished speaking, he disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Yun Bai's eyes followed Feidao, and he said meaningfully: "It seems that our head Qingfei is really busy."

Feng Chan cast a contemptuous glance at Fei Dao's back, but ignored him.

Qingwu was under martial law, Shen Xing only saw a stream of light passing by, smelled the wind, saw right and wrong, he felt a little relieved, but saw the wrong embraced and saluted, it seemed that the situation was not good, he couldn't help being shocked.

The wind chimes outside Zhiyi Garden rang, and the grass and trees where the Taoist passed by seemed to be swept by a strong wind, and it returned to silence after a while.