The cold breath hit his face, as if he had no power to resist for a moment, his knees became weak, his toes were slightly raised, and he raised one hand uncontrollably, putting his waist on his face, for fear that he would slide down.

Feng Ruo deliberately teased and caressed his ears, making the two Su Ma unbearable. He was like a monster seducing monks to sink, causing Ru Yi's body to tremble slightly step by step.

Waiting for Ruyi to relax completely, Feng Ruguo's tongue secretly crawled out of his mouth.

The tip of his tongue was thin and pointed, a bit like a cat's tongue. It was a very disrespectful act when he realized that he had kissed this thing. As his heart surged, he hurriedly stepped back, held his heart, and gasped for a while, but the dark fire in his chest was difficult to calm down.

Feng Rugu tilted his head: "I'll ask you, who am I?"

Like a soundtrack, no matter who hears his current voice, he will lose half of his body: "...Feng Ruyuan."

"Who is Feng Rugu?"

When my heart is strong, I feel as if I am not reserved and I say lowly: "You are my adoptive father, my husband, my master, and half of my soul."

Feng Rugu smiled brightly and suddenly said, "Then... do you prefer the light of fireflies or the light of the bright moon?"

"you--"

The fright came unexpectedly. In Ru's shock, Feng Rugu had already flexibly jumped from his knees, turned around and rolled into the bedding room he had prepared, and lay down with his back to him.

If you are in chaos, you don’t know what to care about for a moment: “Did you remember it?”

Feng Rugu ignored him and hugged the pillow, as if he had really fallen asleep.

Ruyi became more and more panicked: "The adoptive father... As usual, please listen to my explanation."

He held Feng Rugu's arm, his cheeks turned pale, and his calmness was difficult to maintain. Only a child who was afraid that the person he loved and the person he respected was angry: "I didn't mean it, don't be angry..."

...

While the two were entangled, Jing Sanchai stepped into Qingliang Valley, and was full of spirit and spirit.

As soon as Yi met Yingxujun, Jing Sanchai opened his mouth and said, "Have Feng Dayan come to find you?"

Yingxujun, who had just been released by Lu Yujiu, snorted when his liver was full of energy and said, "No matter how you say it, you entered the Tao earlier than you, so you are your senior brother. It's impolite."

Jing Sanchao complained: I’m sick.

...You used to praise me for being quick-witted, and you always called Fatty Zhou Xiaoyao Jun to get a revenge on you?

However, Jing Sanchai is in a bad mood now and is too lazy to care about his idiot master.

Moreover, listening to Yingxujun's attitude, it is obvious that Feng Rugu's soul still exists in the world.

"I've contacted my family." Jing Sanchai opened the skylight and said in a daze. "They promised me that they would come forward to help Feng Ling in case of an accident."

Yingxujun looked at him and said in one sentence: "Did you come here to show off?"

When Jing Sanchai was exposed by him, he immediately became angry and embarrassed: "...you...even if I show off, what's your business?"

Yingxujun: "It's okay. I just think you are like a peacock."

Jing Sanchai was furious: "You!!"

"I don't respect my master, I'm very familiar with me, and I'm so angry." Yingxujun crossed his legs and sat down, "Since I don't like me, why do you have to come to Qingliang Valley?"

Jing Sanchai snorted: "I'm here to find my master's wife! I'm not self-indulgent."

"Okay." Yingxujun spread his long arms and put them on the side of the table, "Go, take a look at them for a few more times, be careful not to pull out the eyes."

Jing Sanchai was ridiculed and furious: "You..."

The next moment, Lu Yujiu was full of thoughts and pushed the door in. Just as he was about to call Yingxujun, he looked up and saw Jing Sanchai, and his tone softened: "Is Sanchai coming?"

The two of them immediately stopped and turned from two cocks to two quails.

After telling Jing Sanchao's future intentions in this way, Lu Yujiu nodded: "It's so good, it's just my wish."

Yingxujun shook his legs: "Why, I finally know that the appetites of those little pawns in the Taoist sect are not something you can satisfy if you let them go?"

Lu Yujiu nodded and confessed his mistake: "I thought it was too simple in the past."

Seeing his expression, Yingxu Jun knew that he had something to do. He put his long legs down from his knees, leaned forward, and asked, "What? Is there anything wrong?"

"No..." Lu Yujiu Zhiyan wanted to think about it several times before changing his mouth, "...Well, indeed, I care about one thing very much."

"What's the matter?"

"'I wear a true talisman, and I will use all spirits to ascend to the three realms, and go to Hedi City, and be as quick as the law order." Lu Yujiu recited a talisman and asked again, "Have you heard of this slander?"

Yingxujun and Lu Yujiu have lived with him for many years and are deeply influenced by him. He answered: "Suppress the Spell of All Spirits?"

After answering, he glanced at Jing Sanchai proudly, which meant "Boy, you can't do it." He looked like a peacock who was beating. Seeing Jing Sanchai's fists and teeth itched together, he wanted to fight with his master on the spot.

Lu Yujiu noticed that the atmosphere was not right and immediately spoke again: "Ninan, I remember you asked Boning. Since he returned to Fengling, he was taken to Yuchal Lake by him and protected it until the Daomen Bush Mountain. But that's the case?"

"……yes."

Lu Yujiu said: "You and I understand the terrain of Fengling, and we also know that at that time, in order to protect the same thing, Boning closed the entire Yuchal Lake with a formation. It was just that he missed the small path deep in the Yuchal Lake Cave and was able to escape as usual."

"The path behind Yuchal Lake leads directly to the 'still water flowing deep'. However, when you go from Yuchal Lake to Qingzhu Hall, you need to go down the mountain from the front. If you take off the path and go to Qingzhu Hall, you will go around a big circle."

Yingxu Jun was confused when he heard this: "... Qingzhu Palace? 'Silent water flows deep'? What is the connection with the Spell of Slavery in the All Spirits?"

Lu Yujiu directly concluded: "According to Ruyi, he found Ru's whole soul in front of Qingzhu Palace. The various characteristics of the formation are completely consistent with the Mantra of the Soldier of the Soldier. In front of the Mantra of the Soldier, someone secretly drew the formation of the Mantra of the Soldier of the Soldier, and immediately introduced the creature who had just left his body into the formation, saving his soul."

Jing Sanchai and Yingxujun spoke in unison: "What?!"

"That's why I feel strange..." Lu Yujiu frowned slightly, "With his physical condition as usual, he could not easily mobilize his spiritual power and switch to the front of Qingzhu Palace. Otherwise, once the demonic energy leaks out, he will easily be discovered by Boning and forced to send back to Yuchalcedony Pond."

"So, count the time, if you walk alone on your feet, when the Taoist sect gathers at the foot of Fengling Mountain and is about to get up, you will walk out of the Yuchal Lake - only when the disciples of Fengling gather under Haoran Pavilion, the mountain patrol disciples have no time to care whether Ruyuan is walking around - and then, he goes directly to the 'Silent Water Deep' and burns the fire. After the fire starts, he no longer has to worry about his own situation and use his spiritual power to come to Haoran Pavilion. In this way, time is just right."

Yingxujun took over the conversation and summarized it briefly: "In other words, I don't have time to go to Qingzhu Palace to draw the array?"

Lu Yujiu nodded: "This formation is time-consuming and troublesome, and it will not be a temporary painting as before. The Qingzhu Palace is also where Boning lives. Who can draw such a formation in front of the Qingzhu Palace without knowing it or ghosts?"

Jing Sanchao reminded me this, the more I think about it, the more mysterious it is: "Fengling Mountain is a fairy mountain of blessed land, with good feng shui. Since the rebellion of the Demonic Dao, there have been almost no one who has died here..."

Lu Yujiu nodded in his head: "The spell of all spirits can gather and summon the dead souls of living beings. If used in wilderness and other places, it will be of miraculous effect. However, for more than ten years, Fengling has no soul to attack except as before...."

As soon as these words came out, the house fell into silence.

Since the spell talisman is drawn, it must come in handy?

Who has the ability to predict Feng Rugu’s death in advance? Who has the ability to draw a spell talisman in front of the Qingzhu Palace to attract Feng Rugu’s soul to return?

...

When the three of them were also in silence and entanglement in Qingliang Valley, Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu settled in a cave.

Luofuchun beat pheasants, took out all the internal organs, set up a fire, pierced the chicken with fruit branches, put them on the fire, sprinkled the ground salt and fragrant fruit one by one.

Compared to before, Luo Fuchun said less, and he only did things indifferently.

Sang Luojiu wanted to help, but he reached out to stop him: "Sit down, I'll do it."

Sang Luojiu laughed: "Senior Brother, I have hands and feet, I can help you."

"Master is not here, I am my senior brother, and I will protect you." Luo Fuchun closed his eyebrows, "I..."

"Senior Brother." Sang Luojiu called him lightly, "Don't force yourself too tightly."

Luo Fuchun replied: "I know."

After saying that, he continued to take care of the chicken, and the flames reflected his handsome eyebrows and eyes deeper.

Sang Luojiu stretched out his cheeks and carefully observed his expression. His ears also showed an unnatural red light.

Luo Fuchun held a piece of firewood that was burned: "What do you see?"

"No."

“…You’re still watching.”

"Senior brother is also looking at me?"

Luo Fuchun suddenly turned around and looked at him: "I just love to see you, how about it?"

Sang Luojiu has always liked to go around and twists, but now Luo Fuchun is suddenly straightforward with him. He made an exception and was stunned for a while before laughing hard: "Ha."

"What are you laughing at?" Luo Fuchun asked, "You... don't you think that way about me?"

Sang Luojiu: "..."

Seeing that his expression was rare, Luo Fuchun understood it and said to himself: "I knew you had it too. I have already thought about it. I can't like girls anymore if I have thought about you. When the master's affairs are over, we will help the master and his master find out the murderer, and I will go to Feihuamen to propose marriage. If your father doesn't agree, I will kneel at the door."

Sang Luojiu: “…?”

Luo Fuchun: "Don't kneel down. You are in poor health. Whether you are scolded or punished, I'll do it."

"I don't know..." Sang Luojiu was stunned for a long time before laughing out loud, "...Senior brother has so many ideas."

"It's all stupid ideas." Luo Fuchun fiddled with the fire and said softly, "I'm not smart, I can only think of these things. If you want to laugh at me, just laugh at me."

Sang Luojiu raised his palm that was red from the flame color, and after a moment, he chuckled and clenched: "I won't laugh at my senior brother."

He is used to playing puzzles with others and playing tricks. He loves to deal with others, lies, and he wants to refuse and still welcomes him.

When he saw this man who was so passionate and sincere like a fire, he gave all his strength and the truth that he could give was just a sentence of "I won't laugh at."

Luo Fuchun replied softly: "Yes."

Sang Luojiu put the back of his hand on his cheek, feeling that if he didn't change the topic, his emotions would probably become more and more difficult to control.
To be continued...