After being held by Qingyun's hand, Yan Nanzhi's body trembled obviously, and a different color began to appear in his bright eyes.
The current young master had already had fun with Xiao Luoyi, and now that they were in a confined space and very close to each other, he knew very well what Yan Nanzhi's rapid breathing meant.
"Sister Nanzhi..."
"Call me Nanzhi."
Yan Nanzhi felt that Qingyun's hand holding hers was slowly tightening, and it even started to hurt slightly, but she didn't care at all.
She gently pressed Qingyun's lips with her other hand, not allowing him to say the name that made her both happy and a little disgusted in her heart.
It had been a long time since Qingyun had been in such close contact with the opposite sex, let alone his childhood sweetheart, the incredibly beautiful Nanzhiyan.
If Yi Qing had not been killed that year, he and Xiao Yanzi might have married Qin and Jin forever and become an ordinary couple in a mountain village with many children.
But the death of his eldest sister has always been the most difficult to heal pain and rift in his heart. He knew that Yan Nazhi liked him, and he also knew that Yan Nazhi was truly attracted to her at this moment.
But the more emotional she became, the more painful Qingyun's heart felt.
"Nanzhi, we are too close."
"Then...then why don't you let go first?"
Yan Nanzhi's smile was a bit shy and cunning, and he didn't realize that Qingyun's expression was getting more lonely.
"I…"
"You, what are you? Hey, brother Xiaoyun, why don't you let go? I knew you were still as mean as before~"
The beautiful Yan Nanzhi made Qingyun miss Xiao Luoyi again, and the sound of letting go made him feel like he had returned to Weiyun Mountain, and returned to the night rain that he could never forget in this life.
The first rainy night spent with Xiao Luoyi.
At this time, Qingyun subconsciously let go of his hand.
"Ah? Brother Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you? You just let go when you said you should!"
The sadness on Qingyun's face was seen by Yan Nanzhi as nervousness and guilt. His daughter's family is quite sensitive to certain things, so he immediately asked:
"Brother Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you? You don't have a sweetheart, do you? Tell me, who is it?"
Qingyun was speechless. Just when he was about to say something, suddenly, the treasure mirror under their feet began to shake for no reason, and it became more and more violent.
"what happened?"
The flush on Yan Nanzhi's face quickly faded, and he muttered to himself doubtfully:
"Eh? What's wrong with you, Yun Tianjing?"
"Yun Tianjing?!"
Hearing these three words, Qingyun suddenly remembered where he had seen this precious mirror!
In the Thirty-three Realms, the beautiful woman in plain clothes once broke the seal of the sky and brought hope of life to the monks in Kyushu!
Then he held the mirror of fire that had been burning for thousands of years in the Qingxu Heaven in his hand, and fought fiercely with the mighty spirit-returning realm on the Chaos-faced Lord!
Goddess Qiushui!
But before the young master could continue to recall those glorious years that made him sigh, the Yun Tian Mirror under his feet suddenly disappeared out of thin air!
In fact, it is not accurate to say this, because only the part under his feet suddenly disappeared, while Yan Nanzhi, with fear and anxiety, steadily became smaller and smaller in Qingyun's eyes.
"Ahhhhh~"
"Brother Xiaoyun!"
Yan Nanzhi screamed in the air, but no matter how she formed seals to drive her, or used her innate sense with Yun Tianjing, this treasure that had always been obedient to her was completely motionless this time. She wanted to buy it, and she was so anxious that she stamped her little feet.
"Yun Tianjing, you should hurry up and save brother Xiaoyun! If you don't go, I will jump off myself!"
In desperation, Yan Nanzhi had no choice but to threaten Yun Tianjing at his feet.
Hearing these words, this human-like treasure swayed from side to side, and then slowly and reluctantly flew down with Yan Nanzhi.
Let’s talk about Qingyun.
Although he didn't know why Yun Tianjing suddenly threw him down, seeing that the precious mirror seemed to be preparing to grind it out and would not give up until he fell to pieces, Qingyun became calmer and calmer.
"Now that I have just entered Yuanhua, even if I can use my spiritual power to transform, it is not enough to support my flight. Moreover, I have not grown up since I was born in the thirty-three realms. Let alone the flying magic weapon, what should I do?"
From Qilin Bite to Qilin Purple Qi, and even the still weak Luoyun Sword Light, Qingyun tried them all, but unfortunately, the result was still in vain.
The howling was endless, and his clothes were even torn by the biting wind. Qingyun could not even hear Yan Nanzhi's tearful cry.
At this moment, Yan Nanzhi was seen forcibly forming a seal again, and suddenly removed the wall shield created by Yun Tianjing. However, she did not jump down in a hurry, but took out the pair of weapons she had used to sneak attack Dan Lin. Gold bracelet.
After putting it on skillfully, Xiao Nizi waved it against the wind like a cloud swallow, and strips of white light as thin as a hair flew out from the ring and shot toward the blue clouds.
"Brother Xiaoyun, catch it!"
Qingyun naturally couldn't hear what Yan Nanzhi said, but the appearance of those thin threads made him instinctively want to catch them.
But they were already far apart from each other, and Yan Nanzhi only had the cultivation level of Yuan Hua Realm, so he was powerless, and in the end he could only control one of them to wrap around Qingyun's wrist.
Seeing this, Yan Nanzhi quickly used all his strength to drag Qingyun back to Yun Tianjing.
But I don't know whether it was because Qingyun was too heavy or because he was falling too quickly. The filament was cut directly into Qingyun's flesh like a sharp blade without any effort, and blood instantly filled the sky!
"No!"
Yan Nanzhi screamed in surprise, and had no choice but to loosen the thread, and Qingyun fell rapidly again!
At the critical moment, the young man withdrew his left hand. At this time, he did not care about the physical pain, nor did he pay attention to the fact that he was about to be shattered to pieces, but:
"The bleeding can't stop!"
Qingyun was horrified to find that no matter whether he used the Qilin Devour to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth or used the immortal spirit to repair his body, the wound on his wrist still kept oozing blood!
The young master is still somewhat proud of his abnormal recovery ability, but now not only is he easily injured by Yan Nanzhi's weird treasure, the wounds are even difficult to recover.
This was the first time he encountered such an incredible thing!
But what made him feel at ease the next moment was that although the mysterious power remaining in the thin thread had been hindering self-healing, fortunately, the immortal true spirit became stronger when it encountered a strong one, and finally gradually gained the upper hand, and the flow of blood became more and more intense. The slower.
This feeling was as if he had just woken up in Wan's Medical Clinic and realized for the first time the subtle conflict between the immortal spirit and the laws of heaven and earth.
At the same time, Qingyun's palm suddenly felt a throbbing, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and the ancient sword's hidden edge broke out of his body!
Different from the past, the bloody ancient sword was not held by the young master this time, but flew around his waist to the soles of his feet, and then held Qingyun firmly on the sword body.
Sword flying!
"Haha~"
At the critical moment, Zang Feng stepped forward. This was the first time that the young man encountered him.
After turning the corner and balancing his body, Qingyun couldn't help laughing happily. Seeing this, Yan Nanzhi finally stopped crying, but he still warned Brother Xiaoyun to be safe from time to time.
This sword has been full of weirdness since he absorbed the Earth Meteor Spirit from Jiang Liu'er. At first, it could not be branded with essence and blood, and then it slowly began to absorb the karma and accompanying evil energy from Qingyun.
After he ended Wan Congfang's life with his own hands, this black sword actually took the initiative to plunder the living soul!
The key is that the hidden-edge sword has a long and slender body but is extremely heavy. It is difficult for other monks who do not cultivate the physical body to wield it, and its grade has stayed at the level of exotic treasures from the beginning.
It wasn't until the white-clothed lord used the Tibetan Blade to penetrate his body, breaking the space barrier and sending him back to the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect. After ten years of suppressing the evil spirit, Qingyun finally established a certain kind of relationship with him by relying on the blood evil karma that wrapped around his body. What a wonderful connection!
Of course, this connection is just that Zang Feng turned from black to red and hid in his body, quietly continuing to suppress and absorb the blood evil karma for him.
At the same time, Qingyun also used Zangfeng to kill enemies, and then absorbed the living souls to nourish Xiao Luoyi's remaining soul.
Zangfeng seemed to have a spirit, and Qingyun could use it to fight against the enemy at any time. However, this sword never responded to his call, which made me think that it was just an ancient but not very spiritual thing.
I never thought that at this critical moment of life and death, it would take the initiative to show up as the savior. How could this not make Qingyun happy?
And the most important thing is that Qingyun discovered that although he could use his spiritual power to control Zang Feng, for example, he could fly with his sword now, and at that time he split space and returned to Yiren Mountain.
These are all driven by the blood evil karma in his body!
That means that if Qingyun wants to borrow Zangfeng to fly in the future, there is no need to worry about excessive spiritual power loss!
But in the next moment, the young master's face, which was originally full of joy, suddenly stiffened, and his laughter stopped abruptly.
The red light all over Zang Feng's body gradually faded, revealing his original darkness, and then the evil energy in Qing Yun's body began to grow suddenly and crazily!
"What...what's going on?! Set it!"
Using his spiritual power and reciting the Kaixin Kung Fu, Qingyun once again forcibly stabilized his mind.
Now that he has cultivated the Immortal True Spirit, although the blood evil karma will always affect his mind, the evil appearance that was revealed in the beginning is rarely born.
However, if the evil spirit continues to grow like this, even if the long hair and pupils are not dyed red, the blood line between the eyebrows will definitely appear again.
When old friends meet again, he doesn't want Yan Nanzhi to be frightened by his fierce look.
"It's Zang Feng!"
Thinking of lightning, I immediately straightened out the joints!
It turns out that Zangfeng rarely consumes Qingyun's own spiritual power, and only uses the blood evil karma as a driving force. But once it is exhausted, the sword can no longer continue to fly under Qingyun.
"It must be Zang Feng! It's him who is giving birth to the karma in my body!"
In an instant, Qingyun thought of a lot.
"The evil sword is indeed an evil sword!"
Although there is no good or evil in the soldiers, it all depends on the person, but even so, Qingyun still feels a lot of fear and fear about this evil sword that drinks blood and is greedy for regenerating souls.
Even just now, he subconsciously didn't want Zang Feng to turn back to an eye-catching red color, but the evil sword actually no longer turned red.
It's obvious that it has its own intelligence, and it's definitely not low!
