long night walk

Chapter 170

The Bone Demon Butterfly grows in the barren land of the Demon Realm, even without food, it can reproduce on its own.

The phosphorous powder hidden under the butterfly wings has a strong hallucinogenic and addictive ability.

Once it takes too much, it will become a puppet controlled by the bone demon butterfly.

If one becomes addicted and stops taking materia-phosphorus powder, one will suffer unbearably and be unable to extricate oneself.

Until all the energy and spiritual power in the body are exhausted, the bone demon butterfly will bite open the body of the human body, lodge itself in the brain of the human body, and inherit all the memories and abilities of the subject.

For righteous practitioners, the Guye Demon Butterfly is undoubtedly everyone's nightmare.

What's even more frightening is that members of the Demon Sect can use a special method to devour the phosphorous powder of the Bone Demon Butterfly for cultivation.

Now this bone butterfly is silently attached to Jia Chen's body.

Without everyone's knowledge, if Jia Chen becomes addicted to the magic butterfly phosphor powder, if he enters his body, he will be enslaved by it for eternity.

And when the spiritual power in the body was devoured and consumed by it, then the soul under Jia Chen's skin had been completely changed and replaced.

Su Jing didn't respond to Jiachen's thanks.

She lowered her head and stared blankly at the blood slipping from her fingers, then slowly spread her palms, looking at her slender and slender fingers, she was stunned.

Ye Lian looked at her in a trance, as if she was captured by something.

I felt very bad, thinking that although the wound was small, it was scratched by the butterfly's wing, and the phosphorous powder must seep into the blood.

Her expression couldn't help changing, and she hurriedly called out: "Ah Jing..."

Su Jing raised his head, curled his knuckles and licked his lips lightly.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the seemingly random movement made Ye Lian and Jiachen's eyes fall on her fingers.

What's going on inexplicably deliberately?

She said lightly: "It's okay, I haven't been affected by it."

Ye Lian hesitated: "Then why did Ah Jing stare at her fingers in a daze?"

"Because it looks good."

"Good... good... good-looking?" Ye Lian choked.

Su Jing spread out her palms, her five fingers were as long as jade, she tilted her head, and asked calmly, "Doesn't it look good?"

The real Su Jing would never ask such meaningless questions.

Ye Lian had a hellish expression, and her voice was muffled, and she replied, "It's... nice."

Only then did Su Jing hang down his hands in the wide sleeves of his white clothes and hide them in satisfaction, and stopped looking at his pretty fingers.

A pair of snow-like eyes leisurely and calmly: "Since it looks good, why can't I take a second look at it?"

Behind the leaf curtain, Jiachen muttered something in a low voice.

Su Jing pinched the pink earlobe, and said with a cold face, "Could it be that you still want me to see the short and fat hands of that crazy woman in red?"

Ah this...

Ye Lian Jiachen really doesn't understand, why, young master, you suddenly mentioned the young lady from Cangwu Palace at this time.

More than 200 years.

You intentionally avoided talking about all the deeds about that eldest lady, even if people all over the world like to compare you with her, you never cared about her.

What kind of evil wind did you eat today?

He even took the initiative to find fault with that young lady.

Having said that, the lady's fingers are not as ugly as you said, are they?
Unexpectedly, you are such Su Jing...

Suddenly, Jiachen said this.

"Young master, your ears are so red."

Only then did Ye Lian realize that Su Jing suddenly became fond of rubbing his ears, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

It was only then that the young master of her family discovered that those two thin, white and delicate earlobes had been dyed a color of rouge at some point, adding a touch of loveliness to that clear and cold jade face.

Su Jing slowly put down his fingers, and said lightly, "It's cold, it's freezing."

It was really cold.

Ye Lian smiled slightly, and said, "Ah Jing will go up to the Zilan Mountain with us, and find some hot springs to drive away the cold and heal your wounds."

Su Jing said: "The spiritual pulse comes from the depths of the earth. Although the hot spring is warm, it contains the breath of pure yin. The bone butterfly feeds on the breath of pure yin. Although the bone butterfly has been removed from the body of the master of the Eight Classics, no one can see it." There is no guarantee that hatchlings will be present."

Ye Lian's heart was beating wildly when he heard that, and Jia Chen's expression was also heavy: "So, the person who planted the bone butterfly on my body actually wanted to kill Ye Lian and me."

What's even more frightening is that the people behind the scenes even figured out the idea that Ye Lian would take him to Zilan Mountain to find the spiritual pulse.

How terrible.

Everyone in the world knows that the masters of the Seven Classics of Taixuan and the masters of the Eight Classics are of the same origin, with different bodies and the same heart, and they are inseparable all the year round.

If the bone demon butterflies flooded his body, Ye Lian would naturally be assimilated into a demon in the first place.

Ye Lian glanced at Su Jing, but his eyes were a little bright: "The people of the Demon Sect used special techniques to prevent the two of us from noticing the existence of the Guye Demon Butterfly, but Ah Jing, you can see it at a glance. Isn't it so... "

Su Jing said calmly: "She can comprehend the Moqi Palace, and I can comprehend the Xuanniao Sutra."

The Xuanniao Jing, the third Taixuan Jing, the nemesis of Gu insects and poisons in the world.

It is not a very difficult thing for her to sense the existence of Dao Gu Ye Modie.

Ye Lian and Jia Chen face to face again.

Although the young master has already begun to comprehend and learn the mysteries of the Taixuan Nine Classics, it is a good thing for the benefit of the world.

But no matter how you listen to this, it doesn't mean that you are going to study the Xuanjing for the sake of cultivation.

On the contrary, there was a sense of preparing to compete with the eldest lady of Cangwu Palace.

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The rabbit in Baili'an's arms hadn't woken up yet, and was sleeping very deeply while holding the carrot.

The sky is getting dark and the sun is setting.

Bai Lian watched the sun go down, and then he put the glazed umbrella in the clear water and jade, and started to walk towards the gate of the Lihe sect.

The misty snow gradually accumulated the old trees withered and vines beside the two roads.

The silhouette walking alone in the mountain road is a little thinner and a little lonely.

With a soft chirp, a few strands of hair that had been chopped off by the invisible sharp sword array fell from Baili'an's forehead.

The boots stopped in the white snow, and the creaking of fluffy snow seemed to be the only faint sound in the world.

The sound of the drum near the mountain was bursting, it was the sound of warning that the Yumo Sword Formation was aroused.

The pale fingers in the sleeve curled up slightly.

Demon Sword Formation...

When I came out of this mountain, the sky was clear and the wind was bright, and there was not a single sound of clanging swords.

Right now, before he even set foot in the Lihe sect, he aroused the sound of warning from the sword array.

Obviously, this piece of Yumojian formation was hastily set up after he left.

Before entering the mountain gate, I know its meaning.

At the moment when the long lantern in the mountain was lit, at the end of the mountain road, there was not a single disciple of Taixuanzong, only an old man with gray hair standing between heaven and earth holding a sword.

The sound of wind and snow on the mountain road seems to have become quieter.

Bai Lian's calm eyes were still calm. Since it was expected, there was naturally no surprise.

Out of politeness, he took half a step back, bowed to the old man at the end of the mountain path, and said, "I've seen Senior Li."

　Su Jing: I am naturally beautiful, and I have nice hands.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)