Chapter 59

Lu Shenxing laughed in anger, "You want to kill me?"

Ning Que's breathing was rapid, he clenched his teeth, the black energy between his eyebrows was sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, there was a faint mark of a three-legged tripod, like a ghost, looking a bit hideous.

Lu Shenxing didn't move at all, his heart was in turmoil. The Black Yao Ding had actually recognized Ning Que as its master. He frowned, his expression reflecting his heart, and he could tell that Ning Que was wavering.

The voice was still hysterical over and over again. Ning Que's clear eyes gradually became turbid, dark, and then turned scarlet. It was so noisy.

Lu Shenxing remained motionless. His composure came from the trust and intuition accumulated over several lifetimes.

Being stared at by that kind of gentle gaze that was almost intimate, which contained too many things, Ning Que suddenly felt that he had seen it somewhere before. A sharp pain came from his head, and his mind was raging uncontrollably. His pupils shrank slightly, and he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell forward.

Lu Shenxing supported Ning Que, holding him tightly in his arms. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Liuyang indifferently. Liuyang was standing in the shade of a tree not far away, and the expression on his face was unclear.

"You are not Bai Fengqi."

When Lu Shenxing heard this statement when he passed by Liuyang, he was not surprised. He did not say anything and tacitly agreed to it.

Liuyang, who stayed where he was, clenched his jaw. That was not what he wanted to say just now.

When Jiang Wangchu saw Lu Shenxing carrying Ning Que back, he quickly threw away his food and ran over, asking with concern, "Big Brother, what happened to Junior Brother?"

"He must be tired." Lu Shenxing calmly wiped away the trace of blood from the corner of Ning Que's mouth.

Jiang Wangchu let out a sigh. He was also tired, but he didn't dare to sleep.

The tranquility of the secret realm is not beautiful at the slightest sign of trouble. No one knows what kind of prey is lurking somewhere, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

After going through all the plots twice, Lu Shenxing pinched his nose irritably and said, "Open your eyes when you wake up."

Ning Que, who had been pretending to be asleep, sat up uncomfortably, his lowered gaze evading, "Big Brother."

Lu Shenxing made a sound through his nose, "Hmm."

After a moment of silence, Ning Que took out a small black tripod the size of a copper coin and said, "Big Brother, this is for you."

Lu Shenxing nodded and said, "Since it has recognized you as its master, just take care of yourself."

Ning Que withdrew his hand awkwardly from mid-air. He panicked. The eldest brother still blamed him. He was confused. But that voice came out again, chattering endlessly, saying that the eldest brother was his calamity and would ruin his immortal path. He roared angrily, "Shut up!"

Ning Que's chest rose and fell rapidly. He unconsciously defended him because he hated to hear anyone say bad things about his senior brother.

He was stunned for a moment while the eight-headed demon roared madly in the cauldron. He had misjudged this human cultivator and thought that he was naive and simple. He planned to replace him after he got out and then return to the demon world. In these ten thousand years, he had imagined countless times that he would dominate the three realms. He never expected that he would not be able to control this human cultivator.

The beginning was not what he expected, the stupid human cultivator, and that crappy senior brother. The eight-headed demon wanted to vomit blood, but he could only open his mouth and couldn't even do that.

Unable to sort out his emotions, Ning Que sighed in frustration and moved to his left towards Jiang Wangchu. "Third Brother, if someone would rather get hurt themselves than hurt another person," he pursed his lips. "Then what would that person think of the other person?"

"Junior brother, you asked the right person." Jiang Wangchu blinked his eyes proudly, "I actually know this."

Ning Que's heart was in his throat. "What is it?"

"You want that person to be your..." Jiang Wangchu smiled, "Daoist partner."

Ning Que blurted out, "Nonsense!" He stood up and left in a panic.

Jiang Wangchu wiped his face in confusion. He was just joking, so why was his junior brother so angry? Wasn’t his junior brother joking with him?

From the moment he entered the mountains, Lu Shenxing noticed that someone was looking at him from behind. He suddenly turned around and Ning Que, who had no time to avoid him, was caught red-handed.

"Tired?"

Ning Que tilted his head and pretended to know nothing.

"Ning Que." Lu Shenxing obviously didn't intend to let him go, so he simply named him.

Carefully hiding his nervousness, Ning Que's dimples were clearly visible as he smiled and said, "Big Brother, you called me?"

Lu Shenxing rolled his eyes and said, "I wonder how long you're going to be awkward?"

Liuyang, who was walking at the end, had his eyes flashed for a moment and lowered his head.

Some people's hearts are like the winding mountain road, such as Liuyang, who never reveal their thoughts. Some people are straightforward and can't hide anything, and put everything out in the open. Jiang Wangchu is such a person. He feels that there is something very strange between the eldest brother and the younger brother. The strangeness is indescribable, but they feel close to each other. Others cannot interfere, and he envy them.

When Liuyang heard Jiang Wangchu's voice, his face was expressionless, "I don't know."

"I think what Senior Brother said is right." Jiang Wangchu made up his mind, "I want to practice well with Master when I go back. Second Senior Brother, please supervise me!"

Surprised, Liuyang raised his chin slightly.

Lu Shenxing, who was walking in front, knew that the progress of the sub-task had reached 50%. He raised his eyebrows. At this rate, it would be completed soon.

As soon as Ning Que had the idea of ​​giving the Black Yao Cauldron to Lu Shenxing for safekeeping, the eight-headed demon inside looked like it was about to be sold, and said pitifully, "Don't give me to him. I don't like the aura on him."

The next second, Ning Que handed the tripod to Lu Shenxing, accompanied by the eight-headed demon's shrill roar.

"Big Brother, I can't suppress this Black Yao Cauldron yet." Ning Que frowned. He was injured when he got the cauldron. After the blood dripped onto the cauldron, he sensed that there was still a breath inside.

Lu Shenxing took the tripod in his hand and considered asking Wan Guanqian if there was any way to suppress the eight-headed demon before the demon recovered.

Not long after, Lu Shenxing suddenly felt something was wrong. He reached into his arms and his face suddenly turned horrified. His egg was broken.

"What is this?" Ning Que's eyes lit up, and joy covered his brows. "A snake?" As he said this, he couldn't help but touch it with his fingers.

"Snake? Where is it? Where is it?" Jiang Wangchu was so scared that he screamed in place. He saw a small green snake wriggling there, and all the hairs on his body stood up. His junior brother was afraid of even mice, so why wasn't he afraid of this slippery thing?

The little green thing was as long as an index finger and had a fleshy body. Lu Shenxing knew that it would grow up quickly as if it had been injected with hormones and had its own aura, so he simply named it Feifei.

So the male protagonist was fat before he transformed into a human form.

"It doesn't look like a snake." Ning Que seemed to have an inexplicable liking for the fat thing lying in Lu Shenxing's hand.

Jiang Wangchu shuddered as he watched, as he was most afraid of reptiles.

"Baby aphids?" Liuyang lowered his voice.

Lu Shenxing didn't hide anything from him, "Yes, my master left it here with me before we set off."

Liuyang frowned, "There is no spiritual energy here."

Lu Shenxing and Liuyang looked at each other, their foreheads twitching violently. What a bummer! No matter what the situation or time, the male protagonist would definitely be fine. It seemed that the spiritual power in his body was average, and this time it would probably be a tragedy.

The deeper they went into the forest, the more humid it became, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air. Lu Shenxing turned around very naturally and walked to Ning Que in a protective posture. Ning Que was stunned and lowered his eyes.

There were scattered pieces of meat and internal organs on the ground. I didn't know what they belonged to, and there was a disgusting smell in the air.

Liuyang gripped his sword tightly and walked forward with his mind focused. Jiang Wangchu was unusually honest for once, his face pale and his mouth shut without saying a word.

"Who?"

A wary question came from the lingering mist on the opposite side. Lu Shenxing raised his voice and said, "I am Bai Fengqi from the Hengyang Sect."

"So you're a fellow Taoist from the Hengyang Sect. I've long heard of your great name."

The chaotic footsteps gradually approached, and Lu Shenxing saw more than a dozen young men and women walking out of the fog, all of them with the blood left by the killing. They were people from the Qiongxian Sect.

The woman in red is the one who fell in love with Liuyang, the daughter of the leader of Qiongxian.

Lu Shenxing glanced at Liuyang almost imperceptibly. He said a few words of farewell to those people, and after passing them a short distance away, he turned around and said, "Master told me that there are fragments of the artifact in the Purple Bamboo Forest. Let's go quickly, because there is not much time left for the secret realm to be opened."

Jiang Wangchu looked back and said, "Big Brother, please keep your voice down, or those people from Qiongxianmen will hear you."

The Qiongxian Sect members, who had listened to every word, exchanged glances and laughed sarcastically, "That Bai Fengqi is indeed a fool. We're lucky this time."

Next, Lu Shen walked for a while and then stopped, moving slowly, and suddenly looked weak and frail.

Jiang Wangchu stared anxiously, "Big Brother, why did you stop again? If you were too late, the people from Qiongxianmen would have snatched it away."

"What's the rush? It's not like I'm in a hurry to reincarnate." Lu Shenxing checked the moving green ring around his hand and said it nonchalantly.

Ning Que touched his nose, thinking that the eldest brother must have other ideas.

Liuyang didn't ask any more questions.

The mist that permeated the surroundings became vaguely more ethereal, like flowing slurry, interfering with the five senses, and everything became more hazy.

Jiang Wangchu was the first to walk out of the fog. He stood there, alert to his surroundings.

After an unknown amount of time, Liuyang's figure emerged from the fog, holding a woman in red in his hand. She was surrounded by a thick aura of death and was already dead.

"Second Brother, you and her, you..." Jiang Wangchu was joking. He found three scars on the woman's neck, as if she had been scratched by something. The flesh was black and bloody, obviously she was poisoned.

He took a breath and thought that it was a good thing that the eldest brother was exhausted and they didn't catch up.

He couldn't help but look at the marks on the woman's face, which seemed to be caused by a kiss. Jiang Wangchu wondered for some reason, could it be that Second Senior Brother mistook that woman for someone else?

What are you imagining? Jiang Wangchu slapped himself and stared at the fog eagerly, "Why haven't Senior Brother and Junior Brother come out yet? Could something have happened?"

Liuyang paused while tidying up his clothes, a heavy shadow between his brows.

In the mist, Lu Shenxing's mind was half confused and half clear. No matter how Ning Que kissed him on the face, how he cried and moaned, begging him for comfort, he did not move until Ning Que called his name.

The fog in the forest is diverse, some is poisonous, some is hallucinogenic, and some is normal. Lu Shenxing deliberately brought them here just to see the scene in front of him.

People in this fog will expose the most aspects of their inner emotions, whether they are aware of it, self-deceiving, or even not understand it themselves.

If you don't have any emotional ties, you can easily get over it. But once you have, everything you do will follow your heart and you won't stop until you are satisfied.

"Big Brother... I feel uncomfortable..." Ning Que's voice was intermittent.

"You'll feel comfortable in a while." Lu Shenxing kissed his hot earlobe.

When they were speaking frankly, Lu Shenxing suddenly thought of something. He pressed Ning Que to his chest and snorted coldly, "Close your eyes."

Feifei, who was lying on the ground, closed his two sesame-sized eyes.

Under special circumstances, Lu Shenxing did not choose to fight a guerrilla war or play hide-and-seek, but directly confronted Ning Que. He reached out and touched again, leaving no inch of it inside and outside.

The door frame was so ordinary, so ordinary that Lu Shenxing's friends couldn't help but shed two tears of excitement, and the tears flowed like a river.