"Southern Gu is poisonous, did it come from this battle?"

Shen Shang asked lightly.

"Yes. The strangeness of witchcraft is unheard of today, but the one hundred and twenty-one elders who participated in the war in Fenghua Valley at that time, with thousands of followers, died of pus and worms, and their appearance was unimaginable. And there are witch people poisoned in the river, thousands of miles without people, and the world is unbearable. Therefore, Xianmen deleted the witch people in the history books, and it is ashamed to be in the company."

"So it is." Shen Shang nodded lightly, and then asked again, "Since the enmity between Xianmen and the Wu clan is so deep, why does Taiyi Sect want to entrust the Master Qiu, who has a major relationship with the Wu clan, as the master?"

Mo Lingyu frowned, shook her head and said, "I don't know either."

Shen Shang was not too surprised when he was light-hearted, instead he had a feeling of "as expected".

Mo Lingyu was an orphan adopted by Fenghua Valley. She grew up in Fenghua Valley. She was selected into the inner door because of her outstanding talent, and later became an elder. However, her temperament is upright and unsophisticated. After Shen Shangqing returned to Fenghua Valley with her, he observed with a cold eye for two hundred years, and was convinced that although she had a high status in Fenghua Valley, her decision-making was actually a secret, and it basically had nothing to do with her. If Shen Shangqing considered it from a loose cultivator's point of view, Mo Lingyu, from the perspective of Fenghua Valley, was a deadly thug who had been trained with one hand, a sword of Fenghua Valley. Weapons do not need to have their own thinking, they only need to be sharp enough.

Mo Lingyu didn't realize it, and was obsessed with martial arts.

This time, the task of intercepting Taiyizong's little master, Fenghua Valley pushed each other away, and finally fell to her. Shen Shangqing didn't know what the dispute was about before and after, but intuition that this pool of water was not only deep, but also turbulent undercurrents. was afraid that Fenghuagu was intentional and wanted to use Mo Lingyu's upright sword to fight something.

It's just that it's inconvenient to tell Mo Lingyu these words directly, so she can only accompany her to Yongzhou by herself.

"Are you worried about meeting them?" Mo Lingyu touched Shen Shangqing's elbow, "What are you afraid of, they don't necessarily pass through here. The news from the sect master, Taiyi Shizu Tiansuo is not without a price. When escaping from Zhunan, only Shi Wuluo shot. According to the retrospective analysis, the head of the ten witches is not in full bloom. Even if they do meet, it is not without chance. "

Saying that, she smiled narrowly: "But it doesn't matter if you're afraid, I'll protect you."

Fool.

Shen Shang chuckled lightly.

Although they didn't know each other, at this moment, Shen Shangqing couldn't help but sincerely hope that the two people who were trapped in the world would get out of Yongzhou as soon as possible. It's fine to go back to Southern Border, wherever you go, in short, don't meet them.

Under the eaves, the rain lines are densely connected in rows, falling into the ditches that converge into small rivers, and swaying in circles.

……………………

Qiu Bodeng withdrew his hand from the ripples.

A light crimson fish threw a small splash on the lake surface and quickly swam to the depths of the lake. Shi Wuluo, who was once again scared away by the fish, retracted his fishing rod, put on the bait again, and then threw the fishing line out again. Toba, acting as a buoy, floated quietly on the water.

Countless people wandered high in the sky, looking for them in the sun and the moon, but no one could find them.

Because they did not enter any city at all, nor did they take any flying boat. Once you do not pass through the city, do not take a flying boat, and want to find two people in the vast land, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

In fact, in the mountains and wilderness, when there is no miasma fog, ordinary people can also walk. It's just the thick soil and miasma of the Twelve Continents. Once it is too far from the city, there is no city god to drive out the miasma fog, and the miasma fog in the forest will flow indefinitely. Sometimes in the morning, the mountains are clear and clear, and there is no fascination for a hundred miles. At noon, the mist was filled with miasma, and ghosts were haunted.

However, Shi Wuluo and Qiu Bodeng did not have these scruples.

For one thing, Shi Wuluo always seemed to know where the miasma fog was thick and where the miasma fog was thick. Although he didn't like to bring Qiu Bodeng into the city, it must be a scenic road with Qiu Bodeng. Second, even if the weather changes occasionally, the miasma comes with the wind, and the dead souls wander away in the fog, the two of them will not be able to.

In addition, there are many other things in the wilderness that can drive out the miasma and clear a pure land. It's just too small to be a city, but it's more than enough for a few people to stop and rest.

This was the lake they were waiting on.

The shimmering lotus leaves on the edge cover half of the lake surface, and the pure white and pink lotus flowers are bright in color, creating a little-known pure land in the miasma fog. The fish swim in the lake, and they are not afraid of people. Under the duckweed, there are still frogs making occasional noises. The diameter of the lotus leaf is about ten feet long, as big as a hut, and the petals of the lotus fall on the lake, like a floating boat.

Qiu Bodeng leaned on the edge of the lotus petals with a faint floral fragrance, propped his head, and watched Shi Wuluo go fishing.

When he was in Zhunan, he casually said that the golden lobster fish was cooked with green bamboo wine on a low fire, and the taste was fresh and the meat was thin. Unfortunately, before had time to cook, encountered the reappearance of the blue bat in Yuntai, and the world changed suddenly. Shi Wuluo put that piece of fine goldfish into the mustard bag, although the mustard bag can keep the essence of things, but after all, it is not as good as when it was first caught.

Young Master Qiu didn't mind giving up the principle and tasted the next-level witch hazel, but Shi Wuluo was very concerned about it.

When they left at Candle South, they didn't bring anything else with them, but this man made a special trip across the Jinghai Sea and took another golden fish with him.After that, he went all the way to the southwest, and if there was any famous fish in the place he passed by, Shi Wuluo would stop and catch a fish or two for him.It's like when we first met, he combed his hair without a comb, and when we met for the second time, this person prepared a wooden comb.

How many people in the world will remember everything about you clearly?No matter how small, as long as it concerns you, it is more important than the sky falling.

"Stop fishing."

Qiu Bodeng put his hand into the lake, grabbed a handful of water, and poured it on the fishing rod.

A fish that just touched the bait was startled and ran away again.

Shi Wu Luo pulled back his pole and turned back, and Qiu Bo Deng suddenly couldn't help laughing when he saw him turning back.He was born cold, with a face as if everyone in the world owed him a million dollars. Now not only is he sitting in a light pink flower boat, but he doesn't know when some pollen has been on his hair, which makes him look extra weird and funny.