Lengao Sword Spirit, Husband, are you good or bad?

Chapter 111 Who is the person in the dream?
Facing Ling Shiqing's pressing questioning, Mo Fei's face was expressionless, and his delicate features were serious and indifferent.

Ling Shiqing nodded slightly, poured tea for the two of them, and said softly, "You can exchange it with the flower of your body, this human girl, I will pay attention to you."

"No need." Mo Fei took a sip of tea and tapped his fingers on the table.

Ling Shiqing filled him with tea, and flipped through the ancient book in one hand: "Well... this is the same as before, keep your own things by yourself."

"Speak up."

"I'm caring. I'm an old friend for many years. After all, you have changed a little. It's too late for me to be happy for you."

Although Ling Shiqing belonged to the fox clan, he lacked a bit of evil spirit, instead, he was refreshing and gentle, and treated others with humility and courtesy. Among the fox clan, he could be regarded as a clean stream.

Because of his temperament of not fighting or grabbing, and not being surprised when dealing with things, he has made many friends.

Mo Fei hated the evil spirit of the fox clan very much, and he was disgusted by the seductive appearance.

The reason why he has a good relationship with Ling Shiqing is because he doesn't know the art of evil spirits, and he can arrange many things in an orderly manner.

But thousands of years ago, he was not so annoying.

Mo Fei flipped through the ancient book quickly, looking at ten lines at a glance.

Ling Shiyuan went out and walked around a lot, but found nothing. This tall man lives in the deep mountains and old forests, and there are no neighbors around him.

There were no traces of fighting, and no strange smell.

If he didn't leave by himself, but was kidnapped by the sword spirit, the means would be too high...

Ling Shiyuan's purple eyes darkened slightly. Could it be that the sword spirit cleaned up the scene after kidnapping someone?
Since the detox expert dared to live here alone, the demon power must not be weak, but they were taken away like this, and their Nanling Kingdom seemed to be underestimated.

Ling Shiyuan returned to the room and observed the two words left on the table again.

sword spirit.

"Xiao Si, what's the result, what did you find?" Ling Shiqing asked without raising his head.

Ling Shiyuan carefully observed the two characters, then took out a book from the side, and looked at the words written by the expert.

"What's wrong?" Ling Shiqing noticed something was wrong with him.

Ling Shiyuan pointed to the words on the paper: "The word Sword Spirit was not written by an expert, it is different from the handwriting in the book."

"Huh?" Ling Shiqing didn't think about this question, and hurried over to check after hearing the words. Although he intended to describe it, Feng's character was indeed different.

"Why did you do this?" Ling Shiqing was a little puzzled, and looked back at Mo Fei, "Is it provocation by exposing yourself?"

"If it is not a provocation, then is it possible that this is a wrong message." Ling Shiyuan said, "Maybe it is not a sword spirit, but just an ordinary human or demon."

Mo Fei calmly said, "It's just a prank."

"You mean, this is written by the sword spirit?" Ling Shiyuan asked in surprise, "This prank must have failed too much."

"Failure?" Mo Fei asked back, looking at Ling Shiyuan with a look of disdain, "Aren't you the one who was confused?"

"I..." Ling Shiyuan glared at him, "I just thought of another way! Who can say for sure."

Mo Fei just finished finishing a book, still looking cold and arrogant: "I can."

"Now it's because of Beauty Yunse! It's not when you and I were bickering, Beauty Yunse's condition is already very..."

"Arguing with you, how much time do I have?" Mo Fei took another book, "Hurry up and finish the book, don't waste time."

Ling Shiqing patted Ling Shiyuan on the shoulder: "Let's do the business first."

"Third Brother! There is no trace of a fight outside the door! How could there be such a powerful sword spirit! What's more, all sword spirits have records in the Sword Spirit Sect. Is this sword spirit crazy? Doing something like this to expose yourself! "

Ling Shiyuan couldn't understand Mo Fei's attitude, and his heart was about to explode!

He was also doing it for Beauty Yunse, so why did it become superfluous in his eyes!
Ling Shiqing saw that he was in a bad mood now, and then patted him on the shoulder: "Go and rest for a while."

"Third brother!" Ling Shiyuan looked at the third brother in disbelief. Is the third brother standing on Mo Fei's side? !
How could the third brother face outsiders!

"I'm not coaxing you, if you act like a baby, go elsewhere." Mo Fei frowned slightly, looking very dissatisfied.

Ling Shiyuan clenched his fists tightly by his side, trembling with anger, the veins on his neck and the back of his hands seemed about to burst.

"Little Four, you..."

Before Ling Shiqing finished speaking, he saw Ling Shiyuan running out.

"You talk too seriously." Ling Shiqing looked at Mo Fei with dissatisfaction, "Xiao Si is still young and has never experienced anything. Many things must not be as thorough as you thought, and he has no actual combat experience."

Mo Fei stared at him coldly, and stopped him with just one look: "Age has never been an excuse, but you have always been used to it, and until now you can't bear the title of young master."

"I can still help him, so I just want to help more." Ling Shiqing lowered his eyes slightly, "Xiaosi has a very high self-esteem, and this time there is really no scum left by you."

Mo Fei didn't think there was anything to be proud of: "If you don't have enough ability, you can't blame others for stimulating you."

"Your fox clan's teaching method, I said earlier that there is a big problem."

Ling Shiqing sighed: "Yes, you are the best at teaching people."

"That's natural. Only after crushing a person's self-esteem can one see the limit closest to the limit." Mo Fei said coldly.

Ling Shiqing looked outside the door: "Forget it, let him go out for a run."

"But don't bully my little four in the future." Ling Shiqing said protectively, "Playing with children like this, you still have to be shameless, your arrogance as an ancient sword spirit."

Mo Fei just let out a cold voice and didn't speak any more.

On the other side were Yun Guigui and Yun Se who were sleeping.

Yun Guigui was too tired, she had already fallen into a deep sleep, and she didn't notice anything strange about Yun Se who was sleeping next to her.

Yunse clutched the sheet tightly with both hands, the pillow was soaked in sweat, her brows were tightly furrowed, and her breathing was rapid as if someone had strangled her throat.

"Yunse."

This voice again, why this voice again!
"I won't be influenced by you anymore!" Yunse sat cross-legged, trying to adjust her breath, not to let herself be restless.

"Affected by me? Did you mean to kill people?" The voice surrounded her, wrapping around her body tightly like a poisonous snake.

Yun Se closed her eyes and condensed: "I don't know what kind of monster you are, but I won't be affected anymore!"

"Oh? There are only these two sentences after all, it seems that you are still quite afraid of me..." The voice lingered in her ears, with a cold breath full of despair.

Yunse clenched her hands tightly, her nails dug deep into her palms, and pinched blood.

"But I didn't come to you today to talk about this. I don't care about killing people." The voice mocked.

Just when Yunse was surprised, her fingertips suddenly hurt, Yunse frowned, and looked up at her bleeding finger, this position...

Yun Se's eyes widened suddenly. When washing her hands in Xiaohe Village, her fingers hurt for no reason, and the blood drops disappeared in an instant, and the position was exactly the same as now.

Thinking of this, Yunse felt a little flustered, and couldn't help trembling inside.

Her spirit control blood was discovered by this guy, and she had already tasted it so long ago...

What are the consequences of this.

She watched the blood on her fingertips appear quickly and then disappear quickly...

Yun Se clenched her palms tightly: "What on earth do you want to do! Do you want to form a bond with me?"

"Make a contract... Hahahaha, do you think everyone is Mo Fei? Everyone is looking forward to forming a bond with you? What do you think you are..."

In the dream, the speaker had no body, only a black shadow resembling resentment, sometimes slender and sometimes thick, always approaching her like a monster.

"Since it's not a bond, then it's for my controlling spirit blood." Yun Se pretended to be calm, but the severe pain in her heart did not ease.

Her body gradually turned cold, which was the feeling of loss of strength.

Damn!

"Of course it's for your blood, not for getting you...soon...success right away!"

"Success!" Seeing his figure suddenly going away, Yun Se suddenly got up and chased after him!But just after he took a step, his body suddenly fell, and his body was very uncomfortable.

Her heart was pounding, and the moment the weightlessness disappeared, she woke up suddenly.

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Mo Fei hugged her with a worried look on his face.

Yun Se looked around in confusion, her throat was dry and her whole body was in severe pain.

she came out?

Isn't this a dream?

She looked at Mo Fei, moved her mouth but didn't speak, her breathing was trembling, and her heart was brightening.

"It's okay." Mo Fei saw that she had returned to normal, but she didn't relax at all. Her back was already wet and her body was cold.

This feeling made him suffocate.

It didn't hurt much, but there was a feeling of helplessness that people were dying.

"Mo Fei." Yunse nestled in his arms, tightly grasping the hem of his clothes, and then moved from his waist to his neck.

Closer to him, his cool and soothing element.

Can soothe her restless mood.

"What's the matter?" Mo Fei pressed his palm against her vest, and slowly channeled his spiritual energy, gradually calming down her almost collapsed emotions.

"Is my spirit-controlling blood running low?" Yun Se asked, her voice muffled in his arms, unable to hear any emotion.

Mo Fei didn't expect to ask this. Although it was a bit strange, she still answered truthfully: "No."

"Impossible!" Yun Semeng raised his head from his arms, "I clearly feel the loss of strength, and I see my blood..."

"No." Mo Fei grabbed her shoulder, looking at the fear clearly visible in her eyes.

"Not a single drop of your spirit-controlling blood is missing. You did a good job this time. You tried your best to suppress your unstable emotions, and you did a good job." Mo Fei looked at her expression.

It's like falling into your own world again.

Ling Shiqing watched from the side: "You should accompany her well first."

Mo Fei nodded, and Ling Shiqing took Yun Guigui away who was still sleeping.

"Mo Fei, I think that sword spirit is targeting me." Yun Se lowered her head, her voice hoarse.

"In Lingdu Mountain, I really forgot something very important, as long as I can remember... I just want to remember what happened at that time."

Yunse said painfully, the sweat that had just been wiped off poured out again.

Mo Fei took a pill that Yun Yangzheng gave her, and put his palm against the top of her head, the red light lit up: "Yunse, you can't be excited anymore."

Otherwise, the poison is likely to be drawn out.

(End of this chapter)