Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

When I went out in the morning, the people were still fine-although Jiang Shaoci didn't see it, he turned into blood when he came back. What is this? Jiang Shaocai's eyes were cold, but Mu Yungui didn't care, and said softly, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury. The bleeding has stopped."

Jiang Shaocai remained unmoved, still looking at her coldly: "Small injury? Can a small injury shed so much blood?"

Jiang Shaocai usually has no righteousness, and when he suddenly sinks his face, he is actually fierce and awe-inspiring. Jiang Shaocai turned his head and saw that the puppet was still standing beside him stupidly, angrily patted the back of his forehead, "Hurry up and find the medicine box!"

Mu Yungui was sitting on the couch, Yubai's feet were flat on the edge of the couch, his trouser legs reached his knees, revealing slender straight calves. Her legs are straight and long, which makes them look more slender and beautiful, white as jade. There was a long wound on the now flawless skin, and the surrounding area was stained with blood stains, like a scar on a jade article, which was extremely dazzling.

Mu Yungui half hugged his knees, and said helplessly: "It's really a small injury."

Mu Yungui had been guarding Dongfang Li for a long time, and during the sneak attack, she dodged quickly, bypassing the wind talisman attack, and was only scratched by the edge of the wind blade. It looked scary before the bleeding, but the wound was not deep.

Jiang Shaocai sat on the opposite side of the couch, wiped the blood around the wound with wine, and said, "This is not like a spell that can be released on this island. What happened during the game?"

Mu Yungui sighed slightly and said, "It's Dongfang Li. She pretended to have a broken foot, and released a third-order talisman while I didn't pay attention. I don't know the origin of that talisman, and I have never seen it on the island. I tried to hide from the wind in the middle, but I didn't expect it to have a vortex on its edge, and it was accidentally drawn."

Jiang Shaoci wrapped the gauze, put the scissors and other things aside, and called the puppet to come and clean it up. Mu Yungui put down his trouser legs in silence and put on his shoes and socks. While commanding the puppet, Jiang Shaocai asked: "There was something wrong with your match, why didn't you post a message?"

There are various communication talisman papers and communication paper cranes on the island. Mu Yungui wrote a message and sent it back. Jiang Shaocai knew that Mu Yungui was injured. In the end, she didn't say anything, but came back with her injuries.

Mu Yungui lowered his head to tidy up his clothes, and said softly: "It's not necessary, it's not that I can't come back by myself."

Mu Yungui's voice was light, and she could hear that she planned to solve the problem by herself from beginning to end, and never thought of Jiang Shaoci. Jiang Shaocai was angry, but he didn't know why he was angry. When he looked back and saw the puppet standing stupidly, he suddenly stopped getting angry and cursed, "What are you doing here?"

Little puppet: "?"

Didn't Jiang Shaocai tell the puppets to come over?

The puppets helped them take the medicine box, handed them scissors, and cleaned up the miscellaneous things. In the end, they scolded them and left aggrievedly. Mu Yungui had just experienced a battle, and his leg was injured, and he couldn't help showing fatigue after he was bandaged. Jiang Shaocai saw it and stood up and said, "You can sleep for a while, I'll go out first."

Mu Yungui was indeed a little tired, and went back to bed to rest after closing the window. Jiang Shaocai went back to the room and saw the window of the wing fell, and the sound gradually stopped, then he turned on the water mirror, silenced the sound, and watched the morning game quietly.

Photographic stones are installed around the arena, which can keep the light, movements, and sounds of the day of the game intact, but it is not real-time. It is often necessary to wait until the end of the competition, when the organizer stitches the pictures in the photo-taking stone, and cuts them appropriately, before transmitting them to the water mirror.

Mu Yun finished the game at the end of his return to Chen, and it wasn't until halfway through noon that the Shui Jing updated today's photo of the game.

This is also the reason why there are more convenient water mirrors, so everyone still likes to go to the scene to watch fights. The real is the real, the fake is the fake, no matter how realistic the photo-taking stone is, it cannot change it as a shadow of a cold past, and it is far less enjoyable than watching it live. The light and shadow in front of him change, the people in the picture are colorful and true to their expressions. They open and close their mouths, but no sound can be heard, just like a grand and funny shadow puppet show.

At the beginning of the video, Dongfang Li went to Mu Yungui to speak, Mu Yungui avoided, and suddenly attacked, causing Dongfang Li to fall. Then the two of them started to fight, a certain shadow stone shook suddenly, and the shadow was blurred for a moment. I didn't see how Dongfang Li took out the third-order talisman, only seeing Dongfang Li launching a strong attack, Mu Yungui was wounded. Also questioned the referee's unfairness. The referee said that there was no foul, and Dongfang Li attacked while Mu Yungui was talking to the referee, and specifically pressed Mu Yungui's wound.

Jiang Shaocai sneered when he saw this.

The use of contraband, the referee's favoritism, taking advantage of the danger, so many cheating devices stacked together, Dongfang Li actually lost. On the contrary, Mu Yungui was inspired by the battle, and came up with a new method of fighting, and the sword style was even better. In this regard, I would also like to thank Dongfang Li.

After the game, there was an interview as usual. Mu Yungui left early, and only Dongfang Li appeared in the projection. Dongfang Li said with tears to his eyelashes at the photo-taking stone, and said with a cry: "I prepared for today's game for a long time, but I accidentally injured my foot before the game started and couldn't do my best. I didn't mean to blame the priest sister. Blame me for not being careful, it has nothing to do with the priest sister. I just hate myself. I lose nothing, but I have to make people who support me and love me worry about me. I'm sorry everyone."

After speaking, tears ran through her eyes and fell from her cheeks, looking rather lonely and helpless.

Jiang Shaocai pressed the water mirror with a cold face, and his brain blood vessels were about to explode when he looked at it. Jiang Shaocai sat in the room for a while, and said to the puppet without emotion, "Go get paper and pen."

Because of an accident in the ring, the afternoon game was cancelled. The fact that Dongfang Li was injured and regretted defeat quickly spread on Tianjue Island. The beauty of the weak Liu Fufeng was not surprising, but the originally proud and strong lady couldn't help crying, and the lethality was astonishing.

Many people saw the scene of Dongfang weeping and felt terribly distressed. They may not have watched the whole game, but they have already added a whole set of stories in their minds. As long as a wicked bad guy does a good thing, everyone will praise his prodigal son for turning around; and if a piece of white paper is splashed with a dot of ink, it will be overwhelmingly accused and insulted.

After this incident, the reputation of Dongfang Li and Mu Yungui was reversed. Many people said that Dongfang Li was genuine and unpretentious, but Mu Yungui ignored people before the game. Dongfang Li kindly talked to her, and she suddenly drew her sword. , Caused Dongfang Li to fall and hurt his foot, which caused the game to lose, which is very unpleasant. Everyone accused Mu Yun of returning to a high school and pretending to be high-profile. In just one afternoon, public opinion quickly fermented, and the wind blew to Nangong's house.

After Nangongxuan heard this, he was silent for a moment, and came to visit Mu Yungui with the ointment. Nangongxuan understood Mu Yungui's temperament and knew that she was not like that. She was injured and pointed out by those people, not knowing how uncomfortable she should be. Nangongxuan was afraid that Mu Yun could not think about it, so he went to the door to unlock her.

Nangongxuan stood at the door of Mu's house carrying things, secretly sighing that people are really different from people. No matter how wronged the women in the previous life, Nangongxuan didn't bother to pay attention, just stuffed some jewelry and spirit stones and sent them away. Now Mu Yun After being wronged, Nangong Xuan not only took the initiative to come to the door, but was also afraid that she would think about it, and didn't dare to choose too expensive gifts, so she only took the wound medicine suitable for her current cultivation level.

So, there is no man who is not born with thoughtfulness, it just depends on whether he takes it seriously.

Nangongxuan knocked on the door and stood at the door, feeling anxious after a long absence. Would Mu Yungui be crying now, right? How could he comfort him when he met her? Could he take the opportunity to repair their somewhat alienated relationship during this time?

Nangongxuan was thinking wildly, and the door in front of him opened. The smile on Nangongxuan's face solidified when he saw the other party, and the tenderness in his eyes quickly cooled like a low tide.

Jiang Shaocai stood behind the door and asked casually, "Is something wrong?"

Nangongxuan glanced at Jiang Shaocai's black clothes. This set of clothes was his 20th birthday gift from his previous life. Nangongxuan's twenty-year-old birthday in this life has passed. He thought that Mu Yungui would prepare a new gift, but after waiting for a long time, Mu Yungui didn't say anything, as if he had forgotten it. Nangongxuan comforted himself because the game was busy during this time, and Mu Yungui might not have paid attention, but as soon as he opened the door today, he saw another teenager swaggering through the market wearing what originally belonged to him, and his mood was still gloomy.

I don't know if it was a coincidence. Every time Jiang Shaoci wore this suit, he happened to collide with Nangong Xuan. Nangongxuan was stimulated several times at close range, and his patience had already reached the edge. He reluctantly endured it, and said rigidly, "I'm coming to see Yungui. Is it convenient to come in?"

Nangong Xuanzuo was about to enter the door, but Jiang Shaoci supported the door with one hand, and had no intention of relaxing. Nangongxuan was blocked by Jiang Shaocai, squinted and raised his head. Seeing Jiang Shaocai smiled, he said, "Inconvenient."

Nangongxuan made a kind words to Jiang Shaocai's face, but he didn't expect him to push his nose to his face. Nangongxuan's face was gloomy and coldly said, "I'm here to see her, what does it have to do with you? Mu Yun is back, let her come and talk to me."

Jiang Shaocai didn't let go, and said: "She is sleeping, so she can't wake her up for someone who has nothing to do with her. Lord Nangong, if it's okay, please come back."

Nangong Xuan was very angry: "She is sleeping, how do you know?"

"Otherwise?" Jiang Shaocai looked at him with a faint smile, "Do you have any misunderstandings?"

Jiang Shaocai smiled faintly, and there was a sharp light in his eyes. Nangongxuan understood the meaning of the look in his eyes in an instant, and suddenly rushed into his forehead, his fists tightened: "Get out of the way."

Jiang Shaocai laughed, motionless. Nangong Xuan couldn't bear it, and punched the face that he had long been displeased with. Jiang Shaocai turned his face and just avoided, his other hand was also made into a fist, and he rushed towards the bridge of Nangongxuan's nose.

In a short moment, the two had a lot of tricks, Jiang Shaocai always stood in front of the door, and did not let Nangong Xuan take a step closer. Finally, Jiang Shaocai quickly hit the acupuncture point on Nangong Xuan's arm, turned his backhand into his palm, and patted Nangong Xuan's chest heavily.

Nangongxuan's entire arm suddenly relieved, and Jiang Shaocai pushed it away with a palm, and took two steps back before he stood firm. Nangongxuan raised his head and looked at Jiang Shaocai in shock.

Nangongxuan was a high-level monk who cultivated to Kaiyang Xing in his previous life. He has stood at the top of the realm of cultivation for many years and has never lost. In Nangongxuan's impression, since he got the "Lingxu Sword Jue", and his skills have advanced greatly, few people have been able to fight him.

But now, a beautiful young man with nothing but his face stopped his movements and knocked him back by two steps.

Nangong Xuan was horrified, but Jiang Shaoci was careless, as if he was moving his hands casually. He squeezed his knuckles, raised an eyebrow at Nangongxuan, and said, "I'm not leaving yet? Why is she hurt? You know in your heart. Take care of your fiancee, you are not welcome here."

After Jiang Shaocai finished speaking, he slammed the door. Mu Yungui just walked out of the kitchen and asked, "Is anyone out there?"

Jiang Shaoci patted his sleeves, and said casually: "No."

Mu Yungui frowned, didn't he? She clearly heard the voice just now. Mu Yungui scanned Jiang Shaoci suspiciously. He returned from the door and pinched his fingers as if he had just moved his muscles and bones.

Too suspicious, Mu Yungui couldn't help asking: "No one, then what are you going to do at the door?"

Jiang Shaocai didn't blink his eyes and said, "I'll open the door to let the wind out."

Mu Yungui silently raised his head and looked towards the wide and bright courtyard. Open the door, let the air out?

But there was no movement outside the door, it should be okay, Mu Yun returned only when Jiang Shaocai became nervous again. She returned to the kitchen, put the cakes on the chopping board and air-dried them naturally: "Don't eat it, wait a while, let it cool before you eat it."

Jiang Shaocai nodded indifferently, but he didn't think about it at first glance. Mu Yungui put medicine on his leg, and took a good night's sleep. The wound had healed seven or eighty-eight. Her vitality regained, and her whole person became alive again. Mu Yungui put the cakes, and asked: "Jiang Shaoci, after getting through the star veins, will the monks have a sense of heaven and humanity?"

Jiang Shaocai folded his arms and leaned against the kitchen door, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"For example, I can sense bad luck, especially when it is unfavorable to myself."

After listening to Jiang Shaoci's silence, he asked, "What did you feel?"

Mu Yungui wiped the flour on his hands with a kerchief, and hesitated: "I seem to be able to hear the voices in other people's minds."

Jiang Shaocai twitched his eyebrows and looked at her silently. Mu Yungui also felt that this sentence sounded like a mental problem. She reluctantly said: "It's not what I imagined, I really heard it. It's just not common. As of now, I only heard Dongfang Li's mind. Only three times, but every time she wants to be against me."

Jiang Shaocai seemed to understand something, and asked: "This competition, and the last time you said that the cultivation base was stagnant, was it all because you heard the voice in her head?"

Mu Yungui nodded quietly. Jiang Shaocai showed a thoughtful look. Mu Yungui stared at him nervously for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Do you believe it?"

Such a weird thing would not have been believed by Mu Yungui if he hadn't heard it personally. But Jiang Shaoci didn't have any waves on her face. She didn't think she had lost her mind at all. Instead, she was seriously considering her words: "The world is full of wonders. Although I have never seen it, I have heard that some people can predict bad luck. But. , Normal people don’t have this function, so don’t talk to others in the future."

Mu Yungui gave a soft "Ah" and asked seriously, "Isn't this something that everyone knows?"

Jiang Shaocai looked at her and didn't know what to say for a while. He somewhat understood the mood of the people around him when he said that it was easy to upgrade the star veins.

It was really Feng Shui turning around. Jiang Shaocai sighed and said, "No. What are you thinking about? How can there be such a good thing."

Cultivation is perilous, and even high-ranking monks or disciples will fall for a little carelessness. If you can predict your own luck, you can even hear it when others want to harm it... I don't know how many people will be crazy about it.

The more powerful people are, the more they cherish their lives, who doesn't want to give themselves a little more insurance. In history, every time a treasure that predicts bad luck comes out, it will inevitably be accompanied by a **** storm, and people, beasts and other races with the ability to predict will be hunted and killed without exception.

As far as Jiang Shaoci knew, the only people with prophetic ability that survived in his time were the northern ones. The northern border is icy and snowy, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Coupled with their family's surrender to the Beichen royal family, they have served the royal family for generations, in exchange for the protection of the entire northern border. Otherwise, their family is also the fate of annihilation.

Jiang Shaoci had always been curious about the rumors that could spy on the destiny, but it was a pity that he had no chance to see it. Unexpectedly, ten thousand years later, he actually saw Mu Yungui who also had the ability to snoop here.

It's hard to say what the relationship between Mu Yungui and Yanjia has, but at least it can prove that there are still people in the north, and the Yanjia family is still alive, so Namu's family must also be alive.

It's true that the sky doesn't open his eyes, and so many creatures have been extinct in the Age of Domination, why didn't the Mu Family have been annihilated?

Jiang Shaocai unexpectedly learned that his old opponent was still alive, and was quite melancholy for a while. Mu Yungui finally solved one doubt, but many new doubts arose. No one else can hear her, why can she be alone?

Mu Yungui couldn't figure it out, but she was at least sure that it was not normal to hear Dongfang Li's dialogue with the system, and she would not be able to disclose it to others in the future. Mu Yungui wiped his hands and went back to the wing to practice. When she went out, she saw Jiang Shaocai look upset, and asked curiously: "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Shaocai shook his head and exclaimed: "It's nothing, it's just because of feelings. Good people don't live long, and they can live for thousands of years. It's really retribution."

Mu Yungui looked weird, Jiang Shaocai was scolding himself? Is he crazy?

Mu Yungui looked at him quietly and said: "Then you slowly sigh, I will go back. When the cakes are dried, remember to put them away."

Jiang Shaocai nodded at random, picked up a piece of pastry, and returned to the attic while eating. After Mu Yungui reminded him, Jiang Shaocai turned on the water mirror again, this time he deliberately paid attention, and sure enough, he saw a small white spot before the start of the game.

Jiang Shaoci zoomed in, and after seeing that it was a wriggling white worm, he zoomed out silently. Although it was only a moment, it was enough for Jiang Shaocai to recognize that it was Ice Cicada Gu.

Jiang Shao resigned, leaned back in the chair and sat for a moment, with a quick smile. He wasn't sure at noon. Now that he had Ice Cicada Gu, he finally remembered.

Of course Mu Yungui hadn't seen that kind of wind charm, because it was the secret method of Quicksand City. Drifting Sand City is the largest city in West Drifting Sand. West Drifting Sand is in the northwest of the Immortal Continent. It is clear that there is a snowy field in the north, but it is dry all year round and there is no grass growing. Xiliusha is known for its poor conditions, poor environment, and inaccessible people. It is a place where there are three elders, black and white fugitives, and immortal renunciations.

So Quicksand City also has another well-known name, City of Crime.

The things that flowed out of that place would naturally not take an open and upright path, and Mu Yungui hadn't expected it to be normal. Jiang Shaocai thought quite amused that Tianjue Island seems to be isolated from the world, but in fact it is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Obviously no one has come here for a thousand years, but some people know Jiang Shaoci's unique swordsmanship, and there are others who can take out the underground gangsters of the City of Crime.

It's really interesting.

The wind blew through the window, rustling the paper on the desk. Jiang Shaocai pressed it casually, and under his slender fingers, there was a half-drawn map.