As soon as Linghu Zhenzhen's feet landed on the ground, she immediately held her waist with her hands and picked her up. She had to hold on to the other party's shoulders and looked down at him in confusion.

Qin Xi seemed quite satisfied with the strange posture of holding rice bags, and also advised her: "Sister Sister, turn her head slightly so that she can see the front clearly. OK, just like that, hold it tighter and don't let go."

Why doesn’t he talk about the rule of “not touching people casually” now? This is not just touching, he just hugged it. Even in Dahuang, it is very rude, and she is not a child.

Linghu Zhenzhen was about to speak, but Wen Jin's murderous voice suddenly rang out: "You are monks?!"

The answer to him was only a brilliant golden light, not the illusory golden light of hazy sunlight, but the substance, like silk, like water flowing, instantly without a head, the corridor turned into powder in an instant, and there was no residue left.

This is Zhou Jing's killer move. He used this move from here. It seems that Wen Jin is not easy to deal with.

The situation did not develop as planned. This time he encountered Wen Jin and was forced into the nest by him with the blood-summoning order. It was really unexpected. At this point, he had to fight head-on and fight directly.

Zhou Jing and Gu Cai's figures appeared in the golden light, as fast as lightning. Three huge glass bottles were hung above their heads at some point. The whale was sucking water, and Qin Xi rose in the wind, and the bright green magic light spread out from his sleeves like a sea of ​​tide, instantly filling the entire courtyard. The sound of thunder and thunder exploded and made people almost feel deaf.

They fought as soon as they said they could fight, and they tried their best when they came up. Linghu Zhenzhen was a little panicked in the chaos.

Her whole body was pulled up by the force of the glass bottle, her hair was stretched straight, and her waist was tied tightly by Qin Xi. He probably treated her as a piece of wood or a stone. Anyway, she must not be a human being, so she might break it soon.

The wind and thunder technique made her dizzy and she was in a hurry. I didn't know whether to hug him tightly to avoid being sucked away or to cover her ears first.

She shouldn't be here if she doesn't know the enemy. She is also a glass bottle that hurts the enemy for 1,000 and hurts 600 times.

As the smoke and dust rolled over, the magic was dazzling and gorgeous. A deeper chaos suddenly came from Wen Jin's sneer: "Look, Sancai Sect, Taishang Meridian - it's a group of famous families! If you don't practice well, you're not caring about your affairs, but you're not caring about me!"

He was waving left and right in the layers of magic, and suddenly waved his long sleeves, and he didn't know what he was holding in his palm. Everyone felt a mirror-like light flashing by, and Gu Cai suddenly disappeared as soon as he landed on the ground.

As soon as he disappeared, the glass bottle also turned into blue smoke and dispersed. Linghu Zhenzhen was finally not at risk of being torn off. Before she could finish her breath, the light of the mirror flashed by again. This time, Zhou Jing, who was wearing a dress, was not as good as before, and cursed and cursed.

A thin flying sword flew out of Qin Xi's sleeves, and the vast smoke and dust were like a veil being broken, but seeing the ruins all over the ground, only a huge screen was intact. Wen Jin was standing beside him, looking at him with a grim smile: "Wind and Thunder Technique? It's rare. If I were outside, I would like to meet you, but unfortunately my cave does not welcome men!"

The dazzling flash of the mirror passed by again. This time Qin Xi finally saw clearly that Wen Jin was holding a small bronze mirror in his hand.

In an instant, he walked around behind Wen Jin and avoided a mirror light. If this person was Tengfeng dodged, it would be difficult to deal with. He relied on his mirror skills and was very arrogant.

He likes such an indeliberate opponent, and it is especially pleasant to fight.

The flying sword suddenly changed into three, almost astonishingly, and was about to pierce the vital points of his heart, Wen Jin's expression finally changed.

Flying swords are not uncommon, but it is unheard of so fast that he almost let two of them pass by. The harsh sound is like a thorny bone. Then a huge pain was felt under his ribs, but a narrow and long bloody mouth was cut by the third one.

The wind and thunder technique attached to the flying sword immediately destroyed the flesh and blood, causing him to stand steadily. Seeing the ghost-like green light coming to his face again, he pounced on the screen and threw himself in.

Qin Xi rushed forward, raised his hand to catch the flying sword, and slashed the huge screen in half.

The screen fell to the ground with a bang, but Wen Jin was not seen. He also disappeared suddenly like Zhou Jing and Gu Cai.

He got into the painting?!

Linghu Zhenzhen no longer cares about the pain in her head and waist. What an incredible and unheard technique! Can people enter the painting?

She struggled to think about it, but she didn't want Qin Xi to use her arms together. Her waist was about to be broken. She patted his shoulder hard in pain. He said lightly: "Sister Sister, don't move around."

The tone was gentle, but the posture seemed to want to tie her up, as if she would escape if she didn't do so.

"I get it, I will listen to you and let it go."

He is the most familiar here in Zhongtu. He is the boss. He always listens to the boss. If you have something to say, can you stop tying her? It hurts so much!

Qin Xi shook his head: "You can't let it go."

Linghu Zhenzhen finally felt a little unhappy. What happened to his strong sense of distrust?

"Then I'll grab you, okay?" She pushed his shoulder hard, "Or you should be gentle, okay?"

Qin Xi thought about it and shook his head: "No, I'll feel relieved if I'll hold on."

Linghu Zhenzhen always felt that this scene seemed familiar. She was stunned for a long time and suddenly poked his neck with her finger.

The monk reacted so quickly. He turned his head away. The next moment, her hand with blood written words fell into his palm again, as if a soldering iron was pressed tightly on it, causing her to "hiss".

"Okay, the blood is gone, it won't hurt right away."

Qin Xi was coaxing the child, and was very perfunctory. He held his hand on her waist, judging by her posture, he didn't plan to let go at all.

Linghu Zhenzhen became annoyed. She didn't have any legs, so why did she still do this? If she were a clay figure, she would probably have been pinched to pieces now.

"Why do you keep pinching my waist?" She tried her best to protect her waist, "I said, I can leave by myself!"

This...maybe because it is the thinnest here, it is easy to get started?

Qin Xi finally put her down, and carried her hands behind her, with a very kind tone: "Young brother doesn't, the younger sister calms down, the main thing is not finished."

His gaze fell on the broken screen and looked for a long time.

A strange picture of a beauty was drawn on the screen. The woman in a wild robe dress stood on the silver bridge. Although she had to look at her back, she reflected the clouds and pine trees, which looked like a fairy. There was a bronze mirror at the bridge, which reflected the woman's front in a slight detail, but her face was blank.

"This Wen Jin is probably from Yingqiao," he said.

"Aren't you a monk in the evil way?"

"It's still the evil way. Although most of the monks who have followed the evil way will not gather together, there are still people who have established sects, and Yingqiao's sect is one of them."

If a monk walks on the evil path, he is often because he is extremely ambitious and rebellious, and even crosses the line of good and evil, which means he is extremely disgusted with observing the rules. However, if he becomes a sect, there must be rules, so it is extremely difficult to gather evil path monks on the evil path. Yingqiao is the leader among the evil path sects.

In this painting, the immortals are neither ancient gods nor immortals who have attained enlightenment and become immortals. They are a female monk who calls herself the Fairy of Yingqiao. No one knows who is her true body. Every monk from Yingqiao School has a portrait of her, and most of them are highly praised by her, which is rare.

Qin Xi used his toes to point the bronze mirror in the painting that was torn in half, and it was dissipating little by little. He said again: "But before entering Yingqiao's school, I guess Wen Jin was a monk from Zixu Peak."

The silver bell on Wen Jin's ear once attracted his attention. The monks generally did not pretend to be useless ornaments. The silver bells were mostly treasures, which were very similar to the demon-collecting bells commonly used by Zixu Peak.

What's more, he used a bronze mirror to fight.

Just like most of the extraordinary treasures of the Taishang Cultivator are jade artifacts, and most of the extraordinary treasures of the Zixu Peak are mirrors. The bronze mirror on the screen beauty picture is very abrupt, and it is definitely not the original painting. It should have been used by Wen Jin, so the strange action of "entering the painting". At the moment, the screen breaks and the magic fails, and the bronze mirror in the painting also dissipates.

Qin Xi looked around and said, "This is not the real cave of Wen Jin, we are in the art."

"……What's the meaning?"

"The Purple Xu Peak Mirror is very powerful. Do you remember that Zhao Yufei's purple mirror stopped Feixue in the mountains? As long as he never removed the purple mirror, Feixue will never fall and will be locked at that moment by the strange treasure. However, Wen Jin's mirror method is much more exquisite than Zhao Yufei, and perhaps he has reached the realm of "transforming a mirror". The courtyard is the residual image of him reflected in the strange treasure. So Wen Jin was not just painting, but used his magic to leave here. I think Cong Hua and Brother Xian are the same. As for this courtyard, the original body must not be in Lingfeng Lake, but Lingfeng Lake must have a nest where he used magic to."

Very complicated, a little dizzy.

Linghu Zhenzhen rubbed her head and asked carefully: "Can't you get out?"

"Wen Jin can come and go freely, but we are afraid we can't."

What bad news is this!

She turned around and wanted to walk around to find some flaws, but was grabbed by him again. This time she finally had the right strength.

"Young sister, don't worry." Qin Xi gave her a reassurance pill, "It's just a little more trouble if you can go out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Jin's gloomy and violent voice came from the top of the sky: "Think of it? I'll send you out!"

In an instant, the entire cave turned around, turning the earth.

The ruins scattered like quicksand, with light and shadow hanging upside down, and they fell into a irreconcilable darkness and fell rapidly.

Linghu Zhenzhen fell down like a green onion. Because she felt that her arm was caught by Qin Xi, she hugged her tightly like a hungry tiger pounced on her. He said "Ah": "Neck! My neck!"

Who said he should be gentle just now? Her attitude could simply strangle him to death.

Qin Xi surrounded her and rose up in the wind, and felt dense stars flashing in the depths of the darkness.

He had a bad intuition, and the Taiqing ring hanging on his braid, which looked like a condensed ink, finally moved, and dazzling lights surrounded his body, piercing the darkness.

This is a very wide cave at the bottom of the lake. There are countless bronze mirrors painted on the walls of the cave. It must be Wen Jin’s real magic nest. Those stars are flashing like mirrors. How many ink-painted bronze mirrors mean that Wen Jin has locked the courtyard for many hours. This person is so amazing.
Chapter completed!