Three days later.
White sword lights flashed through the forest one after another and fell to the ground, revealing the figures of Yuan Qing and the little beast.
The two were one behind the other, six or seven feet apart: the little beast was licking its paws as if nothing had happened, Yuan Qing had a slightly cold look on his face and frowned slightly.
"I know you know people's words well. What do you mean by being so entangled?" Yuan Qing turned around and said coldly.
The little beast put down its paws and blinked, its light golden eyes as clear as water.
"Meow~"
Yuan Qing frowned when he saw this, swung his sword forward, his whole body was dazzling with silver light, and his sword intent soared into the sky, and he shouted sternly: "All the things in the past are blood feuds of life and death, don't you know that I won't kill you!"
The little beast looked as usual and did not move. He looked at Yuan Qing and called "meow" again. He was soft, sweet and well-behaved.
Yuan Qing's brows tightened, and he was silent for a moment. He sighed helplessly, gathered away his aura, put away his sword, turned around, changed the direction, and walked away with the sword again.
The little beast lightly shook its velvet tail, raised the corners of its mouth, and gave a sly smile as if its plan had succeeded. Then it exerted force on all four legs, turned into white light, and chased after it.
Another day later, the two appeared in the forest again.
As soon as he landed on the ground, he saw the silver light as bright as the new moon, but Yuan Qing couldn't bear it anymore and shook his hand to create a brilliant sword light.
The little beast moved, hid aside, and did not fight back. It just screamed "meow", as if angry, as if aggrieved, with a sad and pitiful expression.
Yuan Qing smiled bitterly and shook his head, flicked his sleeves, put away the Water-Breaking Sword, and asked calmly: "Why put on a show, tell me, what exactly do you want?"
The little beast's expression suddenly changed, its eyes seemed to be filled with blazing golden flames, and its two fangs flashed with cold light as it spoke its pink tongue.
I saw it raised its paw, first pointed at the forest behind, and then pointed at Yuan Qing, then meowed a few times, and finally stretched out its sharp claw and smacked it down in the air.
Yuan Qing thought for a moment and asked, "Do you want to join forces with me to fight to the death with the Moon Worshipers?"
The little beast responded briskly, its tail swaying, its pointed ears moving slightly, and its little face full of excitement.
Yuan Qing looked at it, pondered for a moment, shook his head and replied: "If you were in your prime, you could still fight, but now your body is weak and your strength is weak. Fighting against it is like hitting a stone with an egg."
As soon as the words fell, a low roar was heard, and then golden light flourished, the unicorn appeared, and the little beast was surrounded by golden flames, majestic and majestic like a divine beast coming to the world.
Yuan Qing raised his eyebrows and said to himself: "Sure enough."
The whereabouts had been exposed before. Because the opponent had a large number of people and small beasts on his side, he was an enemy rather than a friend, and his strength was extraordinary. Therefore, the young man made a quick decision and escaped with his sword.
With the speed of Yuan Qing's sword escape, coupled with the several changes of direction, he left all the moon worshipers, together with the little beasts, far behind him in a matter of seconds and disappeared without a trace.
However, just as he regained his breath and rested, he saw a flash of white light, and it turned out that the little beast was following the trail. Not far behind him were the group of moon worshipers, howling and shouting, describing it as bloodthirsty and crazy.
The young man had no choice but to summon his sword and use his old skills again. However, not long after, he was found by the little beast again, followed by a group of crazy cultists.
So he ran away and chased again, and the little beast followed him closer and closer every time he chased and fled. In the end, he was inseparable from the boy.
In addition, the group of moon worshippers seemed to have some way of knowing the location of the two. No matter how far away they were, they could always find them and stalk them without stopping.
Yuan Qing naturally understood that the little beast Qilin was a different species, and its spiritual sense was far more sensitive than ordinary people. If there was no way to isolate the breath, it would be impossible to escape from its lock. But there were no rivers around it, and there was no spiritual power in itself, so what could he do?
There was a Naihe pendant, which could protect the body and make it invisible, conceal the energy and silence the sound, but the young man didn't even think about it, and he didn't know whether he had really forgotten it or deliberately sealed it in the bottom of the bag and discarded it.
It's not like I haven't thought about killing the little beast to avoid future troubles.
Firstly, the young man was high-spirited and saw that the little beast was at the end of its battle, and did not bother to take advantage of others' danger; secondly, after several encounters, the two were evenly matched, with no winner or loser, and Yuan Qing had long regarded him as his opponent. , and there is also a vague sense of sympathy for each other.
What's more, if you think about it all your life, there will be a clear warning from the sword spirit. It seems that if you take action, you will be in great danger, and even life or death will be unpredictable, and your life will be worried.
Now it seems that this beast does have a hidden backhand, and there is a lot of mystery in its body.
After thinking about it, Yuan Qing nodded, and then said: "It doesn't matter, you still have such strength, you can really give it a try, but you need to say it first. After sending these evil cultivators away, don't bother me anymore. See you again someday." Don’t blame Yuan Mou for his sharp sword.”
The little beast turned away the shadow of the golden flame, opened its mouth wide and yawned, and turned a deaf ear to the young man's threatening words.
Yuan Qing turned a blind eye to this, and after a pause, he continued: "I remember that you used the roar of the unicorn to subdue the monsters, and worshiped the moon to teach the method of merging humans and animals. This should have a miraculous effect on them. Then I will fight against the enemy. In front, you wait for the opportunity behind, and if you coordinate the two, even if you can't annihilate all the enemies, you can still cut off their heads and defeat their tassels. What do you think?"
The little beast seemed to be sleepy, with its head drooped and its eyes blurred. After letting out a listless cry, it gradually shrank into a ball and looked like it was about to fall asleep on the spot.
At this time, Yuan Qing flicked out an emerald green pill and dropped it into his mouth.
The little beast suddenly woke up, ran away in a flash, and came back a moment later, smacking its lips with confusion on its face.
"This is the Spirit Rejuvenation Pill," Yuan Qing said calmly, "I think you have to escape all the way, which consumes a lot of money. This pill can help you regain your spirit and restore your energy. It will also give you a better chance of winning against the enemy."
After saying that, he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and started to regulate his breathing.
The little beast's nose twitched slightly for a few times, then walked to about ten feet away from Yuan Qing, lying down with his feet curled up, his eyes slightly closed, his whole body glowed with a faint golden and green light, and his breath gradually returned.
Two hours later.
There was a burst of noise, and dozens of humans and beasts appeared. They were fierce and bloodthirsty, and it was the Moon Worshipers who were chasing after them.
The little beast didn't seem to notice, still sleeping, and the light all over his body was extinguished like a candle. Yuan Qing had woken up long ago, holding the Water-Breaking Sword, standing about ten feet in front of the little beast, with a calm expression.
When the crowd saw this, they were stunned at first, and then for some unknown reason, they started to howl in unison. The man named Zhu at the head looked up to the sky and roared, as if he was crazy.
Suddenly there was a beast roar, rolling like thunder, so powerful that it penetrated the soul, calmed the mind and captured the mind.
All the believers immediately croaked and silenced, and stood there blankly. The monsters were even more unbearable when they sat down. They all lay prone on the ground, their limbs were limp, and their whole bodies were shaking like chaff.
However, the next moment, a dazzling blood burst out, formed into a dark red light film, and fell upside down. Inside the mask, the man surnamed Zhu looked disdainful, with a vermilion ring floating up and down on his head.
The little beast stood beside Yuan Qing at some point, with golden flames rising all over his body. The unicorn shadow behind him was lifelike, his eyes were cold, and his murderous intent was blazing.
"With the Ring of Beasts in my hand, this Qilin Roar is useless to me. I have tried it so many times. Haven't I learned a lot about it?" The man looked at the little beast and sneered.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Qilin Shadow Lion opened its mouth wide and gathered a golden bead, which swelled to the size of a palm during its breath, and finally turned into a beam of brilliant light and shot out towards the light mask.
The light shield suddenly made waves, but it never broke. Instead, it gave birth to traces of blood flames, like tentacles, climbing up along the light pillar, and the surface expanded and contracted, as if it were a living thing.
Looking at the man again, he was making secrets with his hands and chanting mantras, his face was flushed, and his expression was intoxicated, as if he were drinking wine, and his spiritual pressure was rising steadily throughout his body.
At this moment, the mutation reappeared, and the silver light was like flowing fire, as fast as thunder, flashing past, followed by an explosion and roar, the sword energy surged, drowning the golden light and blood flames.
After a while, the sword energy was gone, and there was no man in the forest. Only a scarlet ring was left, lying quietly on the ground.
The little beast was naturally overjoyed. He put away his magical power, jumped forward, and spit out a ray of golden flame to roll up the ring. It was completely refined in an instant, leaving behind wisps of scarlet smoke, which aggregated into beads, and returned with the golden flame. into the abdomen.
On the other side, the giant tiger controlled by the man struggled to get up, let out a shrill wail, and then collapsed, bleeding from all its orifices, twitching a few times and then dying.
The other believers came back to their senses. Seeing this situation, instead of being afraid, they became violent. One by one, they were controlling animals, casting spells, or even bleeding people and casting spells. They used all kinds of methods to show their determination to fight to the death.
Facing a group of crazy humans and beasts, the little beast's eyes reappeared with a cold light, and he was about to repeat his old tricks. Unexpectedly, a white light suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, and spread instantly like a prairie fire.
The golden light and white light are competing for each other, and the momentum is the same as water and fire. In the blink of an eye, the little beast's eyebrows are used as the boundary, dividing it into two, and they are clearly distinct from each other.
The little beast suddenly let out a cry of pain, and then fell to the ground unconscious.
At the critical moment, the silver light rises and the sword energy becomes strong. The Water-Breaking Sword turns into a ten-foot-long silver light giant sword and sweeps across, forcing the demons back. Then the giant sword disintegrates and disperses into a waterfall of sword energy, which merges with most of the spells. perish together.
Yuan Qing came to the side of the little beast, his magic robe emitted a clear light, blocking the aftermath of the spell, then he called his sword back, closed his body with the sword light, rolled up the little beast and left through the air.
However, just as he was leaving, the blood curses made by several moon worshipers turned into several small black arrows, spanning a distance of hundreds of feet, and struck the sword light in a flash.
Within the sword light, Yuan Qing groaned, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with bright red.
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North Liangshan, thousands of miles away, there is a stone palace in the mountain.
In front of the purple incense burner, the young man stood with his hands behind his hands. His golden robe was as bright as before, but his face was a little pale.
In front of the young man, a young woman wearing colorful clothes was kneeling on the ground, pleading sadly: "Your Majesty, spare my life! Caiyi was not careful for a moment and failed to take good care of the little princess. Please have mercy on me, Your Majesty!"
The young man listened silently, his spiritual pressure rising and falling again, and finally a little red gold flame popped up and fell towards the woman.
The woman instinctively wanted to hide, but she held herself tightly and allowed the flames to sink into her eyebrows.
"If we find Xue'er's whereabouts within half a year, I will spare your life." The young man said coldly.
The woman was immediately relieved and replied respectfully: "Thank you, Your Majesty for your grace! Caiyi will do her best to find the little princess!"
After saying that, he kowtowed and hurriedly left.
After the woman left, the young man let out a long sigh and returned to his true form as Qilin. He closed his eyes and fell asleep around the incense burner, his brows and eyes full of deep tiredness.
