I teamed up with my nemesis after rebirth

The air fell into silence for a while, Lu Yinshuang was quiet for a while, then looked at Jichou again.

"Has Fu Qingxiao ever been seriously injured?" Lu Yinshuang said.

Ji Chou was bewildered by this jumpy question, frowned and thought carefully: "This subordinate came to the Realm of Cultivation 30 years ago. At that time, Fu Qingxiao was already the head of the sect. There was basically no time when he was needed to fight hard, and he never I heard he was injured."

Lu Yinshuang nodded slightly, and stopped talking.

The magic weapon refined by Huang Ming was in the center of the spirit-gathering formation, and the surrounding area was gradually dimming. After making a few tricks, he finally confirmed that there was no problem with the magic weapon.

The arrow on the floor is still the same, but if you use your spiritual sense to sweep it away, you can see that it is full of complicated array lines, and a dark purple spirit stone is embedded in the core, which is perfectly integrated into the shaft of the arrow by Huang Ming.

Just two hours.

When Huang Ming pushed open the door, Ji Chou and Lu Yinshuang had just arrived, and he saw Ji Chou following Lu Yinshuang with a tired expression that he didn't want to say more.

"Is Emperor Zun going back to Lanxun Pavilion in a while?" Ji Chou asked. He had been chatting with Lu Yinshuang for the past two hours, and his heart was much stronger. Finally, he reluctantly accepted the fact that Lu Yinshuang was not too scary. .

"En." Lu Yinshuang pondered, and took the arrow from Huang Ming.

Huang Ming pinched an arrow's tail feather, the shaft of the arrow gave out a light and inaudible vibration, the tip of the arrow suddenly jumped forward a few inches, and several pieces of wood spread out at the joint, like an umbrella.

Lu Yinshuang poured some spiritual power into it, and the arrow was released from his hand, and the tip of the arrow buzzed upwards and spun in mid-air.

"As long as the cultivator who uses this arrow enters Jin'an City, it will be able to sense people and guide you." Huang Ming is very satisfied with his work, "Fortunately, the reputation of Jixing Pavilion has not been dishonored."

Lu Yinshuang grabbed it back and put it in the Qiankun bag. Huangming implemented the style of Jixing Pavilion that every magic weapon should be equipped with traps. This thing is too ostentatious to track people.

"Thank you." Lu Yinshuang expressed his thanks solemnly.

"Don't dare, it's an honor to be able to help the emperor of Linyuan Palace." Huang Ming hurriedly waved his hands politely.

Ji Chou sent Lu Yinshuang away, and asked Huang Ming to pack his luggage and leave when he went back. As soon as Huang Ming was sure that Linyuan Palace had no intention of killing him, he began to lick his nose and face, holding the invitation letter from Fenglin Pavilion very much. Tangled.

Jichou's heart moved.

"The danger you mentioned, how dangerous is he?" Huang Ming looked like he was not afraid of death, and as soon as he raised his arm, he put it on Jichou's shoulder familiarly.

Ji Chou pushed him away steadily, looked at the invitation letter and suddenly thought of it: "What exactly do you want?"

"Flying Qiong Sword." Huang Ming said enthusiastically, "It's something from the Sinking Realm, I want to take it back."

Ji Chou took the invitation letter from him. Although he was not a guest of honor, he bore the title of a magic weapon appraisal.

Huang Ming wanted to get it back, but Ji Chou swiftly flashed past him twice after snatching it, and said dissatisfiedly, "Mr. Ji, do you want to help me?"

"Well, I'll borrow the invitation letter temporarily, and I'll give you the Feiqiong Sword as a thank you gift." Ji Chou raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and naturally put the invitation letter into his arms.

Huang Ming just chased him a few steps before he was mercilessly locked in the house by Ji Chou.

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Lu Yinshuang returned to Lanxun Pavilion, and when he entered the door, he found that the quilt was still there, and there was no new tea on the table, so he went to the next door and knocked on the door twice, stretched out his hand, and poked the condensed ice crystal blade into the crack of the door Opening the latch, there was no sign of Chang Jingyu's return in the house.

It was past noon, if it was in the past, Chang Jingyu would definitely find him to have lunch rather boring seeing him coming back, Lu Yinshuang stood by the window for a while, and finally felt something was wrong.

It was Chang Jingyu who was always worried about his sudden disappearance, but it was not Lu Yinshuang's turn to think about Chang Jingyu's disappearance.

He waited in his room for the whole afternoon. The jade slips were all news from his subordinates. During the period, Xie Qiao said that Wu Wei had been escorted back to the Flame Soul Prison of Linyuan Palace. He and Master Liufang were planning to test this person The solution is to follow the previous list of Linyuan Palace and Shihuamen to clean up a group of traitors, and then contact the leaders of each faction according to the situation after the heart is awakened, so as to respond to the upcoming disturbances in the realm of cultivation.

Chang Jingyu remained silent.

"Tsk." Lu Yinshuang couldn't help but set off to go out. He left a last voice transmission message for Chang Jingyu, "For the sake of friendship between you and me, I will reluctantly prepare a good coffin for you."

Naturally, without Chang Jingyu's rebuttal, Lu Yinshuang simply went to the Law Enforcement Hall, but was told that Chang Jingyu hadn't come today.

Something is wrong.

Lu Yinshuang became serious. He still had a trump card he didn't want to use. He could trace the three sword qis left for Chang Jingyu back then, but he didn't want Chang Jingyu to feel that he was being watched.

But now I don't care much.

With a movement of Lu Yinshuang's fingertips, he drew a smooth talisman in the air, and when he closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes were silvery white.

The breath of the three sword qi was like a bright light in the night, he summoned Feilu and went straight to the outside of Jin'an City.

Lu Yinshuang didn't think how far Chang Jingyu could go with the sword in one day, Feilu slowed down in the mountains outside Jin'an City, and shouted to the sky.

"It's Jieyun, Feilu be careful." Lu Yinshuang squatted down and touched the feathers on Feilu's neck.

They landed at the foot of the mountain, and when they looked up, black clouds rolled up and gathered in the sky. The piercing coercion made the surroundings suffocating, and the entire mountain was plunged into darkness.

Chang Jingyu's direction is exactly the center of Jieyun.

Lu Yinshuang was puzzled, what does this mean, running to cross the catastrophe in a good way?

He saw that it was only a matter of time before Chang Jingyu made a breakthrough, his strength had already entered the Golden Core, and it was only a matter of a suitable time.

But Du Jie couldn't help at all, Lu Yinshuang thought about it, and decided to go and watch. If Chang Jingyu's injury was serious, he would pour some medicine.

He took the flying dew up the mountain, and a roaring silver-purple flashed in the center of the robbery cloud, and a thunderbolt came with a mighty force, shaking the sky and cracking the ground, the violent air current swept up the flying fallen leaves, and the sound of the cry spread farther and farther away.

Lu Yinshuang frowned, he signaled Feilu to go back to the space first, raised his hand to transform into Yingzhang, and his figure reached the mountainside in an instant.

Chang Jingyu fell on the top of the mountain, her loose hair was blown up by the strong wind, covering her face.

Most of his clothes were torn, and the exposed skin was covered with thunder burns, he was curled up holding the Xuanhuang sword tightly, and was already unconscious.

He was walking on an endless road, and the surroundings were dark and quiet. At a certain moment, he suddenly wanted to ask himself why he was here, and at this moment, a little light appeared in the blackness that was as heavy as water.

"Jingyu, come here and practice sword with me." Yin Xinghe stood in the yard, danced with a long sword in his hand, and waved to him with a smile.

Chang Jingyu subconsciously followed suit, and as soon as he took a step, the other man ran over and called "Mother" softly.

Yin Xinghe touched his head and handed him a branch: "Memorize all the moves, if you can follow this time, I will let you hold the sword."

Chang Jingyu clenched his fists tightly, and suddenly there was an irritability in his heart that had nowhere to vent. He was still young and stood beside Yin Xinghe, trying to keep up with every move. Yin Xinghe deliberately slowed down his movements at first, and later acted Rising up, stepping on the steps, the sleeves of the clothes fluttered in mid-air, turning around and cutting off a clump of fallen flowers.

"Get out, get out!" Chang Jing Yufei stepped forward, the blade of the sword struck the phantom, his eyes were red, "Mother can't lift the sword anymore, she is not my mother!"

Chang Jingyu in the phantom clapped his hands to the sky and gestured immaturely with the branches. Chang Jingyu couldn't control his jealousy and resentment. He knew how much he was looking forward to such a life, how much he hoped that Yin Xinghe could teach him the sword in person Even if he has a little bit of ability, he won't be able to watch Yin Xinghe's frank and unyielding back when he was taken away.

There was another light behind him, it was Lin Lang who was entangled by withered blood vines, Chang Jingyu bit the tip of his tongue and swallowed blood, the slightly older man in the phantom rushed forward with a sword, his body skills The nimble sword style was exquisite, and he cut the withered blood vine into several sections in a blink of an eye, saving Lin Lang.

Lin Lang patted his chest for the rest of his life, hugged Chang Jingyu's shoulders and praised him: "Little brother is indeed a young genius, I would have confessed here today without you, but don't tell Master when you get back, or he will tell you the truth." I have to say it again."

Chang Jingyu opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, his chest seemed to be covered with a swamp, he knelt down slowly while pressing his chest, and punched the ground.

The shadow of Lu Yinshuang suddenly appeared on the ground, Chang Jingyu stopped his hand suddenly, and slammed it twice. In the phantom, he and Lu Yinshuang stood side by side, and the fire rain falling from the sky could not hurt them in the slightest.

"Senior...Senior..." Chang Jingyu shouted intermittently, his voice was as hoarse as if he had swallowed charcoal. Maybe Lu Yinshuang was fine, maybe even he didn't care about those "minor injuries", but he still felt Lu Yinshuang's pain. Shuang's real pain, which cannot be ignored no matter what, is the pain he suffered because of him.

"What should I do? It's because I'm incompetent, because I'm not worthy... Cough!" Chang Jingyu coughed, and a thread of red gradually filled his eyes. As long as he is strong enough, as long as he has strength, he will not make mistakes again, and he will not Will let past regret happen again.

Just get stronger.

When Lu Yinshuang rushed to the top of the mountain, the robbery cloud was gradually dissipating. He thought jokingly, if Chang Jingyu was too embarrassed, he would definitely ridicule him. Why didn't he tell him the truth? Give two magic weapons.

A round of bright moon radiated brilliance from the clouds, Lu Yinshuang saw Chang Jingyu in the dust, he was shocked, and suppressed everything he said.

"Hey, kid, wake up." Lu Yinshuang swept away the fallen leaves with a flick of his sleeve, "Chang Jingyu!"

No matter how he shook it, Chang Jingyu didn't respond.

Lu Yinshuang tested Chang Jingyu's breath with a cold face, it was so weak that he almost seemed to die, he searched around and found the culprit, Qingwuhua.

There was only one white petal left, which was as stable as a mountain in the wind. When Lu Yinshuang picked it up, he felt uncomfortable and froze it into icy shards.

Qingwuhua can help people improve their cultivation in a short period of time, but the side effects are also obvious. It will magnify the regrets in the heart. Even if there is no demon, being urged by Qingwuhua will inevitably leave a shadow. Only a clear mind Only those who are transparent can avoid its harm, and it is not impossible to directly achieve Nascent Soul by surpassing Jindan.

But Chang Jingyu was not clear and transparent, Lu Yinshuang looked down at the unconscious Chang Jingyu, and sighed.

"How long have you been thinking about it?" Lu Yinshuang knelt down and patted Chang Jingyu's face, "You know what you are, and you can't control yourself! What do you think about all day long, don't you have a clue?"

As soon as his words fell, Chang Jingyu on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were blood red, and without warning, he drew his sword and put it on Lu Yinshuang's neck.

Lu Yinshuang was only shocked for a moment, and then laughed: "Boy, you've learned a lot."

Chang Jingyu had a murderous look on his face, and he had no reason at all. He only felt his shoulders sink, and turned his head to look over. An ancient sword surrounded by silver light was also approaching his throat.

"Why don't you try whose sword is faster." Lu Yinshuang calmly raised her hand and pushed Chang Jingyu back to the ground, and inserted the blade of the sword into the crack of the stone, her smile deepened, "You will never beat me .”

Chang Jingyu stared straight at Yingzhan, feeling a sense of familiarity welling up in his heart, diluting the swelling killing intent.

"In my eyes, the Golden Core Stage is nothing more than that." Lu Yinshuang tilted his sword, and Chang Jingyu's neck turned blue from the cold, "So what are you excited about?"

Chang Jingyu struggled desperately, but was easily held down by Lu Yinshuang: "If you want to threaten me with a sword, let's wait until your Mahayana period."

Chang Jingyu looked at him in the blink of an eye, and hissed vaguely: "I...I can't..."

Lu Yinshuang also raised his sword and pointed at several big acupoints all over his body to help him suppress the uncontrollable spiritual power due to the forcible enhancement of the medicine.

"I advise you to stop thinking about crooked ways, and I don't need obsessed waste." Lu Yinshuang taught him, "I will protect you well, because I don't hate you, so naturally I won't covet your cultivation. Don’t you want to protect my Linyuan Palace?”

Chang Jingyu gradually calmed down under Lu Yinshuang's chilling spiritual power. His mind was not clear yet, but when he saw Lu Yinshuang laughing coldly and himself in burning pain, he subconsciously let go of his hands and left. Jian hugged Lu Yinshuang.

"Then what am I...?"

Lu Yinshuang was dragged towards him by Chang Jingyu, leaning on the sword in one hand, and whispered in Chang Jingyu's ear: "It's time for me to change my medicine, do you want to help me?"

The author has something to say: Chang Jingyu: You don’t want my strength, so what am I?

Lu Yinshuang: Isn't being a nanny enough?