Chapter 66 Misty Rain Building

Qiu Yin raised her head if she felt something, only to see the misty rain all over the mountain, soaked in clouds and mist, ethereal like a dream.

Sorrow blew up: "Did you notice that old man?"

"No." Qiu Yin frowned slightly, "I just feel that someone is watching me."

"I didn't hear that old man was voyeuristic, but he was the first person before Nan Henyu." Seeing Qiuyin's red clothes soaked in the drizzle, Beifeng said, "I don't block the devil's energy, and I don't open the umbrella.God's tears?"

"It's better for you to call me sick than to disgust me with such words." Qiu Yin held up the sad wind in disgust, and deceived himself to block the rain, "If you care about me so much, you will cry for me... vomit."

"It's so disgusting, stop vomiting!" Howling the sad wind, Qiu Yin emptied his ears, and took the sword into the depths of the dense forest.

On the main peak of the Xuanling Sect, the disciples of the Xuanling Sect were waiting for the little guests of his sect in the main hall, when they saw a girl in pink clothes with the logo enter the hall with her disciples, and with the face of the Taiqing Sect, she gave a salute to Youzong, inheriting a long history.Jin He smiled gently and decently: "Lu Wansi, a disciple of the Xuanyue Peak of the Taiqing Emperor, was lucky enough to come to Xuanling Mountains and Waters. This is a gift from my uncle, the head master, to the head of Xuanling. Please accept it."

If you mention the genius of Taiqingzong, everyone will answer "Qiu Yin". She is not just a genius, but has become synonymous with Taiqingzong's future.After the Xisha Secret Realm, the head of Xuanling deliberately teased Pang Guang, saying that he would poach him, and was belittled by his old friend Haodun.

It is said that the time of immortals is long and the same for a hundred years, but since Qiuyin disappeared for more than half a year, this "pronoun" has gradually changed. No matter in terms of cultivation or ability, Lu Wansi has proved that she is enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with Qiuyin, even because of her personality.Gentle and dignified, more pleasing, he seems to be the new first among the juniors in the fairy world.

"Look, look, look, come here and bring things, treat me as an outsider."

The disciple put the brocade box on, the head of Xuanling spoke loudly, opened it and saw a transparent sword, he knew it was the peerless sword of Jiange, and immediately smiled, "It's still Biyun who understands me, so I won't be polite to him."

The Xuanling Sect is the same as the Taiqing Sect, because there are "first people" who point their swords at the sky, everyone in the sect respects the sword, and there is no one who doesn't love the sword. A sword opens the conversation, and the next thing will be fineAfter talking too much, let's get to the point after a moment of pleasantries.

"Brother Pang is willing to let you come, it must not be just to give you a sword." Xuan Ling's head is stern, "I heard that your clan has already grasped the clues of the southern demon lord?"

"Yes." Lu Wansi took up a scroll with neither humility nor overbearing, and turned to Wang Ying, who was standing under the head of Xuanling, "Senior Sister Wang and I met in the secret place of Xisha, and we talked like confidants, cherish each other, and we went to the south to find out the news.Know the identity of the Demon Lord."

She deliberately paused for a moment before saying, "Please take a look at the master."

Wang Ying nodded without changing her face. Lu Wansi deliberately contacted her in advance, just to make sure that Qiuyin was the devil master when the two disciples of the two sects came forward at the same time. She also took out the scroll that Lu Wansi had given in advance, and prepared to show it to her brothers.

Unexpectedly, before Wang Ying opened it, the scroll came out of her hand as if it had come alive, and floated into the air, attracting the attention of everyone in the main hall.

Lu Wansi did not expect that Wang Ying was more active than her. Before her scroll was handed over to the head of Xuanling, she saw the scroll loosen in the air and unfold like a waterfall, revealing the face of the "devil lord" painted on it.Walk around the main hall, for fear that someone might miss it.

"Ah??" Noisy discussions spread in the hall, and the disciples all looked at Lu Wansi with weird and complicated eyes, and they almost blurted out "Are you sick?"

Lu Wansi was stunned, and hurriedly manipulated the painting to turn around, and the painting reluctantly gave her a look - Lu Wansi and her face looked at each other.

The one in the painting is not Qiu Yin, but Lu Wansi.

Lu Wansi looked at Wang Ying suddenly, and Wang Ying panicked, "No, this painting is not like this..."

Before Wang Ying could finish speaking, the figure in the painting swayed, and quickly bumped into the scroll in Lu Wansi's hand like a painting of clouds. Lu Wansi didn't react at all, and a black fire ignited.Liao didn't go to accompany the two paintings to die together.

Wang Ying screamed in surprise, the main hall was in chaos, but fortunately the head of the hall was able to stabilize the situation.

Lu Wansi didn't move, she stared quietly at the unquenchable black fire, saw her own brows and eyes burnt out in the old scroll, cold and strange, she seemed to smile provocatively at her.

It's Qiuyin...!

Lu Wansi bought the news from Tingfeng Dao that the Demon Lord was heading west, probably to the Demon Realm, it could not be in the Xuanlingzong, which is far away, there is no need for Qiu Yin to come here.Who is that? She just gave this painting to Wang Ying.

There was still fire in Lu Wansi's eyes, and Wang Ying's bewildered eyes were frighteningly empty.

is it you?

"Solved?" Sad Wind asked.

"Yeah." Qiu Yin responded lazily, lifted the hem of his clothes slightly, stepped on the slippery stone road, and passed through the forest and leaves, "It will be a matter of time before they are known, it's just a small fire, let them bite dogs."

There is almost no access to Jinghai Peak, only forest and rain, and no one is inhabited.

Qiu Yin didn't want to use the sword, and was drenched in the drizzle, pushing aside the forest leaves blocking the way, and saw a wooden and bamboo attic standing quietly in the rain, with the word "Misty Rain Tower" on the deep wooden plaque.

"Is this place really a forbidden place? Why does it sound like a paradise?" Beifeng looked at the solitary building through Qiuyin's eyes, "That old man is not so elegant and romantic."

"You'll know if you don't see it." Qiu Yin stepped forward, shook the rain on the black robe, pushed open the wooden door, and with a "creak", she brought in some rain traces.

Qiuyin didn't close the door, and the slight sound of drizzle spread over the misty rain bamboo building. She scanned the old wood, but didn't see anyone, so she stepped on the wooden ladder to the second floor.With the window open, it looks like an empty house.

But there is a cup of tea warmed on the table by the window, which is slowly steaming, blending with the mist floating in from the window, lingering endlessly, just like a person sitting by the window drinking tea and watching the rain just now, or deliberatelyFor those who come in the rain.

For a moment, she felt that this familiar scene seemed to break through the mist in her mind, drag her into a false and gentle old dream, make her put down the butcher knife unconsciously, and sink into the tenderness of the past.

Tick, tick.Qiuyin lowered her head, her red clothes were soaked with blood that could not be dried, mixed with rainwater, dripping onto the floor, congealing little by little on the light red depressions, she looked behind her, and there was already a thin bloodstain, spreading from the steps to the outside of the bamboo buildingThe bluestone and dirt roads in the mountains, which cannot be washed away by rain, are her way of life.

Qiu Yin regained his indifferent expression, folded his fingers on the side of the door, and said politely: "Is anyone here, even ghosts."

No one answered.Qiu Yin: "Forget it."

"Let's go now?" Beifeng called her quickly, "The old man is the only monk who can overwhelm you, maybe he is hiding here."

Qiu Yin was silent and walked resolutely. She didn't have the leisure and comfort of Xiangshui Jiangnan at all when she came. The quiet bamboo building was only the sound of her footsteps for a while.

It wasn't until she walked to the door and really wanted to leave that the bamboo door finally couldn't help but slam shut, preventing her from leaving.

There was silence again, only much harder than before.

Nan Henyu pushed aside the broken curtain, and the jade beads collided with a crisp sound, like the voiceless sound of a fish falling into a pond. Her eyes were first fixed on Qiu Yin's blood-dripping red clothes, and then she followed Qiu Yin's body, and asked indifferently: "Come on, Xuanling?"do what."

The tone was as if it was snowing instead of raining outside, and she was a fairy or a demon.

Her good teacher came for granted, and she almost thought that they had never faced each other with swords in the southern border.

Qiu Yin moved suddenly, and the sword wind of the sad wind almost passed against Nan Henyu's cheek, being caught by Nan Henyu's spiritual energy, it would not cut down the already useless bamboo building and bury them both aliveup.

Only then did Qiu Yin turn around, blood dripped down the hem of her clothes continuously, as if it would never be washed clean, and the evil spirit in her eyebrows disturbed the quiet and elegant paradise, her eyes slightly bent and spit out a few words, as if hidden in the gentlenessThe poisonous snake in the middle of the lower leaves: "Come and kill."

Nan Henyu didn't answer, but walked towards her slowly.

At this moment, Qiuyin could see clearly that Nan Hateyu was not as cold as she was at Xuanyue Peak, her clean white clothes were stained with mud, like walking through the rain, when she looked at her with calm eyes, she was not indifferent or majestic.It is only darker and colder than hers, and the end of the eyes is a little bloodshot red, as if being rubbed away by someone, like some dark thoughts that can't be suppressed at last, crawling up her eyes and not being trapped by the emotions.s face.

Qiuyin actually caught a glimpse of madness.

"This shouldn't be your territory." Qiuyin pretended, "I dare to ask Fairy Bihua, I came to kill people, why are you here, kill me?"

Nan Henyu responded, "It's for you."

Qiu Yin paused, put away her pretentious appearance, and said with a smile: "You shouldn't have come out, you should have let me go."

Nan Henyu didn't respond to the word "murder", but her eyes sank when she heard this, "This is the only thing that's impossible."

The dusty sword light suddenly emerged from the cracks in the ground, like vines sprouting from the ground, bound towards Qiu Yin.

Qiu Yin turned her wrist sharply, and the sad wind hit the wooden door. The strong wind picked up her red clothes and was about to forcibly break Nan Henyu's sword formation.

"Master!" The girl's clear sound transmission passed through the thin rain from a distance, and fell into the ears of the master and student who were facing each other. It was gentle and intimate, like a girl who came to find her sweetheart in the rain, which made people feel soft.

It's Lu Wansi.

Nan Henyu paused suddenly, and glanced out the window, as if she wanted to pass through layers of bamboo forests to see who was coming.

As soon as Qiu Yin loosened her strength, her legs suddenly went limp, and she fell to the ground as if she lost her strength.

Nan Henyu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately ignored whoever was coming, as soon as the sword light dispersed, she stepped forward a few steps to catch Qiu Yin who was falling.

Unexpectedly, the moment Qiu Yin fell into her arms, she pressed her backhand and turned her position upside down. Nan Henyu was pressed hard against the door panel by her apprentice, making a slight muffled sound.Cover Nan Henyu's mouth with his hand.

Qiu Yin was too close, the soil fragrance of the rain, the seductive body fragrance, the indelible smell of blood, and the faint anger in her breath, easily surrounded Nan Henyu.

Qiu Yin's plump and soft body pressed lightly on her body, staring at her without any smile in her eyes, Nan Henyu faintly felt that something was breaking free and running in an uncontrollable direction, struggling slightly to pull her away.

"Do you know why I don't want to see you?" Qiu Yin leaned closer, rubbed Nan Henyu's earlobe and spit out evil words, "I was taught by you anyway, I'm not that stupid.dragged back into the abyss."

Nan Henyu froze, and Qiuyin said again: "There are many people and ghosts who want my life, and the evil accounts are recorded in the Styx River three feet underground. I will not let any one go, but I never thought I wouldYou have a fortune.

If you think I’m dead, why didn’t you just throw me off the North Cliff and smash me to pieces? Instead, you broke my wings when I opened my wings and told me you’re a fucking bastard who can’t fly.hate me.I still have a brain to comfort myself, you have difficulties.Nan hate jade, do you have any?"

She asked, "Why didn't you kill me?"

Qiuyin felt that Nan Henyu pulled her sleeves for a moment, as if he was going to grab her, and her heart sank.

For the first time, she saw in Nan Henyu's eyes the unbearable emotions that were almost overflowing, deep and clear as if they were going to drown her in turn and extinguish Qiu Yin's aura.

She suddenly had a feeling that if she let go of her hand at this moment, she might hear some answer.

There was a slight itchiness from the palm of Nan Henyu's thin lips, and there was still some indistinct moisture, as if coaxing her to open a gap and reveal some deeply buried truths to her.Her hands moved uncertainly.

Qiu Yin knew that she had to pay back for what she suffered. The sad wind seemed to bridge the gap between her and Nan Henyu, which was deeper than the difference between immortals and demons. She controlled herself not to fall into it, and warned herself not toZhong Tiandao's trap of provoking dissension, and felt that there was nothing for them to provoke so far, maybe it was her wishful thinking, and she couldn't swallow this breath no matter what.

She told herself not to think about it, fearing that one day the sourness would unknowingly turn into hatred first, which would push her to another dead end where she was trapped by love and could not love.

She thought that love might not be good at all, it was just used by God to trouble people.

Outside the door, after the sound of Yujian's wind, the light footsteps of Da, Da sounded. With the cultivation level of the two Nascent Souls, Lu Wansi had already passed Jinghai Peak's Zhenshan formation, and was getting closer and closer to Yanyu Tower.

The Sad Wind Sword suddenly trembled in Qiu Yin's hand, making her numb for a moment.

Qiu Yin caught off guard and let go of Nan Henyu's hand.

The temperature left suddenly, Nan Henyu felt empty for a moment, and swallowed unconsciously, she subconsciously pulled Qiu Yin into her arms, not letting anyone go, but she was about to speak, but was sealed by the hotter temperaturetongue.

"I don't want to hear it." There was a cold smile in the man's eyes, he bit her defense viciously, and retaliated forcefully with his lips and teeth, "I just want to kiss you now."

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