Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

In fact, at first Ning Huaishan said Fang Chu is back, the two in the room became wary.

This is probably learned from dealing with too many demons, such as suddenly opening his eyes when taking a nap, or drawing a sword and attacking when disturbed.

Some people appear too coincidentally, and some things happen just right, they will give them a little more attention.

The amulet that Xiao Fuxuan gave to Ning Huaishan could have added another hand and foot—when it was glued to the person, he took the opportunity to probe deeply.

It's so crisp, but that's all there is to it.

In their opinion, instead of keeping people who don't know their purpose out of the door, it is better to put the other person in the door alone and quietly surround them under their own eyes, which may lead to much more things.

Therefore, what Xiao Fuxuan gave to Ning Huaishan was really a simple reception charm, not much probing, not attacking, and would not alarm the other party at all.

But since this man took the risk of Fang Chu's appearance and entered Quebuluo, he must have something he wants to do.

Wu Xingxue looked outside the door for a while, and after seeing Fang Chu sitting down by the porch, he slightly tilted his head toward the room, and then quickly turned back.

But this move is not a flaw, it can be said to be listening to the movement, or it can be said that the subordinates are purely worried.

After that, he always sat with his back to the bedroom, without looking around immediately. As a result, he did not show more characteristics, and it was difficult to judge who he was for a while.

It's quite calm. Wu Xingxue said.

Xiao Fuxuan: I'm waiting for the time.

Wu Xingxue whispered again: Well, anyone who has a heart knows to wait. The one who can't wait to run around as soon as the door is closed is Ning Huaishan.

Ning Huaishan sneezed in the side room.

Which one is boring and scold me. He sat cross-legged on the couch, rubbed his nose, turned his head to look at the courtyard, and muttered, Fang Chu, the god of evil, really just sat there motionless. , I used to know to look at me anyway.

He didn't know that Fang Chu was not himself, and was still thinking about sending a letter quietly, asking Fang Chu to chat with him and scolding each other, anyway, he couldn't be so bored.

Ning Huaishan thought for a while, rubbed her fingers together, and flicked out of the gap in the window.

That was the trick he used to provoke Fang Chu in the past - a voice wrapped in a gas, and if he picked it up twice, Fang Chu would pull the donkey's face and ask him if there was something wrong.

Seeing his qi passing by with the wind, he slammed Fang Chu's waist and said, You are not Fang Chu.

Fang Chu: ...

He was swayed by the bump, and then settled in place in an instant. It seemed that he was tense for a moment, and turned his head to look here.

Ning Huaishan saw it in his eyes, grinned wickedly and said that sure enough. There is a piece of itchy flesh in Fang Chu, and it will definitely jump up when he arches it twice. He took the other's tenseness as a ticklish reaction.

So he rubbed another breath and sent it out with the wind, and arched Fang Chu's waist again, and said with a voice: You have changed, I was ordered to reflect by the city master, you didn't come to laugh at me, you are not that Fang anymore. stored.

Fang Chu: ...

This time, he was ready, and he was still not moving when he was arched, and he still looked here without turning around.

But after listening to Ning Huaishan's voice transmission, he slowly turned around and closed his eyes. Seems determined not to answer.

However, this reaction fell in Ning Huaishan's eyes, that is, pretending not to be itchy.

Ning Huaishan licked her teeth, and suddenly she was no longer bored. She felt a little fun from this comparison. So he rubbed several breaths in succession and sent it out.

After a series of confrontations, Fang Chu stood up.

Ning Huaishan instantly gained momentum, waiting for the other party to call. As a result, Fang Chu walked a few steps, and seemed to be staying in a different place, just in the blind spot of his line of sight - if he wanted to transmit sound like this again, he had to blast the window of the city owner's bedroom first.

Given Ning Huaishan a hundred courage, he didn't dare to bang at this time, so he was reluctant to be honest and fell into a lonely silence again.

***

Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan watched this one-sided nonsense completely.

At first Wu Xingxue thought that Ning Huaishan was a living fool, and he had to be locked up, otherwise, if he stayed with Fang Chu, no ghost would know what would happen.

But Ning Huaishan was so stubborn and stubborn that he actually helped them to try out some clues.

Xiao Fuxuan watched Fang Chu change the porch chair and sit down, and said, The back is too straight.

This is exactly what Wu Xingxue wanted to say.

It wasn't so obvious before, after all, Fang Chu himself was not like Ning Huaishan, standing and sitting still looked good, not crooked and paralyzed everywhere.

But being so messed up by Ning Huaishan and arching several times, this was highlighted.

This person's standing and sitting posture is almost straight.

Wu Xingxue said: It's rare to see this kind of demeanor in Yecheng.

Even Wu Xingxue himself has nothing to do with this word, he is thin and tall, but far from the level of uprightness. Xiao Fuxuan can use it, but Yi Wusheng is a little weaker.

In short, this kind of person is more or less related to the immortal, for example... born in the immortal sect.

Could it be the new city owner Feng Xueli? Wu Xingxue muttered.

It is not impossible, Feng Xueli was indeed from Xianmen. After Wu Xingxue was locked into Canglang Northern Territory, he betrayed his family and entered Zhaoye City.

Moreover, the wind and grass in Zhaoye City cannot avoid the eyes of the new city lord, when will the bird not fall, whether there is anyone around Wu Xingxue, whether Ning Huaishan enters the door or not?

It is not difficult to know whether Chu Jin is in the door or not.

only……

Xiao Fuxuan said, He has no one under him?

Wu Xingxue: How is it possible? Naturally there is.

Xiao Fuxuan: Then why take the risk in person?

This is indeed a strange place. It is definitely a dangerous situation for him if the bird does not fall. There is no need to sneak in personally, in case something goes wrong.

Unless this person is in a high position all the year round, he never takes danger as danger. Or maybe there is a reason why you have to come in person.

As a result, Wu Xingxue didn't want to alarm the other party, and wanted to see where the other party came from.

However, the Fang Chu had an exceptionally stable temperament, and chose another clean place to sit down, and there was no new change. I don't know if I'm waiting for dark or what time.

***

To be quiet, Wu Xingxue will not fall into the wind.

At that time, the Spirit King's five senses were completely incapable of sitting in meditation for three years, and now he has to wait for an hour and a half, a day or two, but it's nothing.

But it's a little silly to stare at him like this. The devil didn't want to waste the time, so he asked Xiao Fuxuan, What's the matter with Yi Wusheng?

Xiao Fuxuan was about to meditate to probe when he heard the devil say again: How did your spiritual sense probe, does it follow like a shadow, or does it stick to people?

Practitioners seem to understand these things by nature. Spiritual consciousness is like a god, and spirit is like a soul. Once you cultivate deeply, you will naturally use them freely. Few people will ask: how do you use your spiritual sense.

A person who has become an immortal and a demon is asking things that mortals rarely ask.

Xiao Fuxuan frowned slightly and turned his face away.

After a moment, he turned back, bowed his head and kissed the corner of Wu Xingxue's lips.

Wu Xingxue didn't react, and was taken aback by the kiss. The kiss was warm and hot, completely different from Tong Tiansu's usual arrogant sword energy and coercion.

Wu Xingxue was a little itchy, and he said with a smile in his vague words: When you are a spiritual detective, is there a way for me to follow?

He was still a little worried about Doctor Wusheng.

Xiao Fuxuan stepped aside a little: Yes.

Wu Xingxue: Really?

Xiao Fuxuan: Yes.

Then give it a try. The devil also asked along the way: It's the same kind of feeling.

Tiansu made a sound of um, and then suddenly released a vast energy——

Demon: ...

Wait. The big devil pressed his back against the door and grabbed Tiansu's wrist: No, I won't come.

It's been a day and a half...

He was simply terrified of this move.

Tiansu was stunned by his reaction, he raised his thin eyelids and said, It's just energy.

Demon: ...

It was a serious statement, but he didn't know how to answer it.

He was still holding Xiao Fuxuan's wrist, ignoring the sudden warmth that filled his ears. After a while, he blinked and said, No, are you bluffing me, Xiao Fuxuan?

Xiao Fuxuan: No.

Wu Xingxue: That's not right.

Xiao Fuxuan: What's wrong?

You have to listen to what I know and feel, and that's all you need to pass over the energy. Wu Xingxue said, Now I want to probe you, shouldn't you do the opposite? Why are you still passing over the energy?

Xiao Fuxuan did not refute.

He nodded, his grasped wrist turned slightly, his palms turned upwards, as if being manipulated by an obsessed head, and said in a low voice, Then you cross.

...

The devil can't get over it, because it won't.

So I went around in circles, and if I wanted to understand and feel the same way, I had to let Xiao Fuxuan put Qi Jin in...

The devil might not be able to do it right now.

Wu Xingxue suppressed the warmth under his ears, patted the person in front of him, and said softly, Take back the energy, I won't watch it.

Xiao Fuxuan: Doctor Wusheng doesn't care.

The devil said: Don't worry, Yiwusheng is relying on you, I'll keep an eye on the one in the hospital.

***

Xiao Fuxuan closed his eyes in a quiet place, as if following the spiritual knowledge he had left to explore the Valley of Great Compassion.

Wu Xingxue still leaned against the door with his arms folded, sometimes looking at Xiao Fuxuan, sometimes staring at the courtyard.

His fingers were on his arms, whitened by the misty gray veil, always reminiscent of the thick snow piled up in the courtyard.

After a while, a layer of cyan appeared on the tips of his fingers. Wu Xingxue first glanced at Xiao Fuxuan, and then looked at his fingers.

He lowered his eyes and rubbed lightly a few times before the layer of cyan was slowly pressed down again and returned to whiteness.

That's why he didn't want Xiao Fuxuan to come in, because he really started to feel cold again, for fear of being detected by Xiao Fuxuan.

He remembered that dream and the past events in the dream. When Xiao Fuxuan came to help him pass the robbery period, it should not be repeated. But when he went to kill Sang Yu's gang of demons later, he was still terribly cold.

He couldn't remember the cause of the cold.

Immortals clashing? Or something else.

At that time, he should have used some methods to hide Xiao Fuxuan and let the other party think that he was all right.

Now he has too few options, how can he hide it...