This Venerable One Really Didn’t Abandon My Familiar

    What a coincidence, you are also the first person who dared to crush my spirit butterfly in front of this seat in three thousand years.

     Feng Ci thought blankly.

    The Spirit Butterfly shattered at Pei Qianyue's fingertips, turning into tiny bits of golden light that slipped from his fingers.

    Pei Qianyue's hands are actually very beautiful, with slender and slender fingers, not as weak and boneless as women.

    But now Fengci just wants to chop off this claw.

    It's rare to have such a beautiful butterfly today!

    Stinky boy!

    His arm was still clamped behind him. The boy's skeleton was small, and Pei Qianyue could clamp his arm with only one hand. With a little more force, Feng Ci heard the overwhelmed light sound of the joints.

    "City Lord." Feng Ci reminded, "If you screw it again, your hand will be broken."

    He didn't want to follow Pei Qianyue with only his broken hand.

     Instead of letting go, Pei Qianyue held it tighter.

    "But you're not afraid." Pei Qianyue tilted her head and said in a cold voice, "You don't seem to be afraid of anything."

    Whether in Lingwu Mountain, in Linxiantai, or now, Pei Qianyue has never felt the slightest fear in him.

    Feng Ci smiled: "How could someone not be afraid of anything."

      But his tone was still indifferent: "Do you think this seat will not kill you, or...you are not afraid of death?"

    Pei Qianyue seems to be very keen to ask other people this kind of question.

     Feng Ci said: "I still have value to the city lord, and the city lord will not kill me."

    "You are not the only orphan of the Tianxuan Sect." Pei Qianyue said, "And I heard that you lost your memory after narrowly escaping from Lingwu Mountain."

    Words: "…"

     Meng Changqing's big mouth!

    Wind Ci said sincerely: "It's only temporary."

    Pei Qianyue: "Can you remember?"

    Fashion: "I work hard."

    The strength of his arm was loosened, and Pei Qianyue released him.

    Feng Ci rubbed her wrists, doubting whether Pei Qianyue had any sadistic desires and liked to get pleasure from the pain of others.

    In the last world he went to, it seemed to be a kind of mental illness, and he needed to see a doctor.

    If there is a chance in the future, I must persuade him to seek medical treatment as soon as possible, otherwise he will harm others and himself sooner or later.

    Feng Ci thought silently in his heart, Pei Qianyue ignored him and continued to walk forward.

    He chased after him and asked a series of questions, but Pei Qianyue suddenly stopped, Feng Ci confiscated, and slammed into the other's back.

     Fengci made an "Ow" and rubbed his forehead: "Is your body made of stone? It's so hard."

    It was soft and cold when I was a child, so it was very comfortable to hold.

    Pei Qianyue turned around, and there seemed to be frost and snow on his unparalleled face.

    "What are you doing with me?" Pei Qianyue asked.

    Wind Ci did not hide it: "The disciple wants to know the details of the disaster of Xianmen, but the city owner refuses to tell it. The disciple can only find a way by himself."

    Pei Qianyue: "Why do you want to know this?"

    Wind speech: "Avenge my master."

    Pei Qianyue fell silent.

    He was silent for a long time, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

    Pei Qianyue turned to face forward, and said softly: "I don't go to Qingyang Sect."

    The Qingyang Sect is the name of the immortal sect that happened today.

     Fengci nodded: "I found out when I came over."

    Cultivation of the Taoist method is to transform the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into one's own body through cultivation. various dangers.

    Therefore, the sect of self-cultivation usually chooses the place where the spiritual energy is prosperous.

    But the neighborhood is uninhabited and the spiritual energy is thin, even if the scale is small, Xianmen will not choose this place.

     Fengci asked again: "So what is this place?"

    Pei Qianyue raised his hand slightly without answering.

    In the end, a tall banyan tree appeared in front of them.

    This is a Rift entrance.

    Mysteries are completely separate spaces with ever-changing interiors.

    Some secret realms are naturally formed, in which the spiritual energy is bound to stagnate, and even every grass, tree, tree and stone are rich in extremely rich aura. This kind of secret realm is called spiritual veins by the cultivation world.

    Some are man-made.

    But at the same time, there are often many traps prepared by the maker in the secret realm, and there is a danger of death if you are not careful.

    Feng Ci has been instructing disciples since 3,000 years ago, don't rush into unfamiliar secret realms on the road, or you won't know how to die.

    Of course, if your cultivation is high enough to sweep the world, and you are not afraid of any secret realm, you can also go for it.

    However, after passing through many difficulties and reaching the deepest part of the secret realm, what awaits you may not be some rare and good things, but a room of little books from a certain cultivation master.

    —Feng Ci has really seen such a boring person.

    So, what is this secret realm in front of you?

    Feng Ci can see that this is a secret realm built by individuals, and the manufacturer has a profound cultivation base, and it is almost impossible to see its realm from the outside...

    Pei Qianyue walked straight in.

    "Hey!" Fengci pulled his sleeve, "Where is this place? Is it safe? You just broke in like this..."

    Pei Qianyue: "Let go."

    Wind: "Huh?"

    Pei Qianyue pulled the sleeve out of Fengci's hand and said in disgust, "Don't touch me."

    Words: "…"

    Hehe, you used to beg me to hold you.

    What happened to the sleeves?

    You almost broke my arm just now!

    "If you don't want to enter, then get out." After Pei Qianyue said the last sentence coldly, he stepped into the secret realm.

    Following up to now, there is no reason why wind words cannot be advanced. He took a step forward, but the soles of his feet seemed to be in the air, and his body fell straight down.

    Feng Ci simply jumped, and rammed into Pei Qianyue in front of him with his body thrust.

    Then, he closed his arms and hugged him tightly.

    The two fell rapidly.

    This seems to be a very deep cave, with no light and nothing to see. During the fall, Pei Qianyue tried to break Feng Ci's hand, but Feng Ci was determined to disgust him. He shouted "I'm so afraid, the city master save me", and was broken and hugged back.

     Repeated several times, and finally became the posture of Feng Ci buried in Pei Qianyue's arms.

    Afterwards, he felt something hit his back, and the two rolled down the stone wall like conjoined twins.

    It ended up on a soft vine.

    Feng Ci was lying in Pei Qianyue's arms because of her short stature, and she was not affected. Looking up, Pei Qianyue was not so lucky.

    Pei Qianyue always wears a wide robe on weekdays, but now he hugs him and realizes that his waist is more slender than ordinary people.

    Pei Qianyue's voice sounded a bit gnashing: "Let go."

    Even as long as he gently pulls, the ribbon can be pulled off.

    Just take a look and see what's wrong with his eyes? This thought flashed in Feng Ci's heart for a moment, but he didn't do it.

    Fengci loosened his hand, and the ribbon slipped from his palm.

    Pei Qianyue didn't want others to see it, so he shouldn't be forced.

    "Sorry."

    Feng Ci stood up straight and wanted to get off Pei Qianyue. Just as he landed on one leg, Pei Qianyue suddenly said, "Don't move!"

    It's a bit slower.

    The moment Feng Ci's legs landed, something was attached, and they were entangled and unable to move.

    Feng Ci thought they had landed on a vine, but now I found out that there seemed to be something else attached to the vine. Feng Ci dipped a little with his fingers and pulled out a thin thread, with a bit of scorching cold air.

    Wind Words: "Cobweb?"

    Pei Qianyue: "Yes."

    "Then..." Feng Ci looked down at Pei Qianyue, who was completely crushed under him, almost lying flat on the vines, his limbs completely entangled in cobwebs, silent for a moment, "Can you still move?"

    Pei Qianyue: "...What do you think?"

    Words: "…"

    I said, don't rush into unfamiliar places!

      For example, now, Feng Ci can burn the vines away with a fire, but the little black snake under him is probably about to become a charcoal-grilled snake meat.

    …this is not acceptable.

    Feng Ci frowned and asked: "You came to the secret realm, and you didn't make any preparations in advance?"

    Being trapped in a trap so easily, is this the leader of the Immortal Alliance?

    "If it wasn't for you..."

    Pei Qianyue sounded like he was about to die of anger. Feng Ci remembered as if he had been hitting him in the air all the time, and even pressed on him when he landed, which made him trapped here.

    Quickly appease: "Don't don't, don't worry, let me think about-"

    Before he finished speaking, the ground beneath the vine suddenly collapsed.

    The surroundings light up.

    Wind Ci discovered that the vine they were in was not the bottom of the bottomless pit, but was hung in the middle of the cave.

    The distance below this vine is less than a hundred feet, and it turns out to be billowing magma.

    Very well, now they can be roasted together.

    Wind Ci was helpless: "Think... think of a way, City Lord."

    "This spider web can seal the meridians." Pei Qianyue said lightly.

    Even if he didn't say anything, he felt it.

    This spider web carries spiritual power, which can penetrate the skin and lock into the meridians. His bound right leg was already in the ice and snow, gradually losing consciousness.

    I don't think Pei Qianyue will be too good.

    What kind of luck is he, he has not been in the secret realm for thousands of years, and he has encountered such a vicious trap.

    The lava scorched the stone wall, and the vines and spider silks hanging on the stone wall began to melt gradually. But the melting didn't help them. Dark green juice flowed from the edge of the stone wall. The vine could no longer bear the weight of the two adult men, and fell a few inches.

    If it goes on like this, they will roll down the magma with their meridians blocked and their spiritual power completely lost.

    To ashes.

    But even in such an emergency, Feng Ci still had no fear on his face.

    Pei Qianyue whispered, "You really are not afraid of death."

    His hair was slightly messy, his face turned against the light, and he looked extraordinarily handsome in the firelight.

    Feng Ci accepted his usual listless look, his eyes kept searching for a way out among the stone walls, and said casually: "If you want something in life, you will be afraid of death, if you don't want anything, you will not be afraid anymore. ."

    Pei Qianyue asked him, "You want nothing?"

    The vines are still falling, Feng Ci did not answer directly, but instead asked: "You have lived for so many years, do you still want anything?"

    Pei Qianyue said: "Yes."

    Feng Ci looked down at him, as if judging whether what he said was true or not.

    After a while, he looked away and said softly, "Then you have to be careful, don't die here."

    ***

    The temperature in the cave quickly became unbearable for ordinary people, but the body under Fengci was surprisingly cold.

    It was the spider web that was gradually freezing his meridians.

    Feng Ci lay on Pei Qianyue and whispered: "Lord City Lord, if we can't think of a way, we will die together."

    No answer.

    Pei Qianyue lay quietly on the spot, with a faint white vapor in his breath, as if he had lost consciousness.

    He's too cold.

    Pei Qianyue is a demon, and spiritual power is the source of his life. The blocked meridians make the spiritual power unable to operate, and even his life is in danger.

    Is there really no way?

    Not at all.

    But no matter what method, it should not be understood by an ordinary teenager in Xianmen.

    Feng Ci sighed silently, but at this moment, the vines hanging on the stone wall were finally overwhelmed.

     Broken.

    "—Pei Qianyue!"

    Falling down, Feng Ci only had time to hug Pei Qianyue again.

    Pop—

    The hot magma was surging, engulfing the two in an instant.

    All is silent.

    After a while, a golden translucent spiritual mask slowly rose from the magma.

    Feng Ci put one arm around Pei Qianyue and held the other in front of him, a steady stream of pale golden light overflowed from the palm of his hand, turning into a mask to wrap the two of them.

    The spider web on Pei Qianyue's body has been completely melted by the high temperature of the magma. Fengci raised his hand and was about to drive the spiritual mask to float up, but the scene around him changed.

    The turbulent lava, the hot stone walls, and the falling vines suddenly all stopped moving.

    Then it gradually sanded, blown away, and finally turned into a navy blue spiritual light that dissipated in the void.

    Feng Ci's feet touched the ground.

    They were standing in a long and narrow corridor, Feng Ci raised his head, Pei Qianyue stood beside him, dressed neatly, his hair and robes were meticulous.

    He is still the lord of Langfeng City, who is lonely, cold, and afraid to approach.

    Feng Ci still maintained her arms around Pei Qianyue, who pushed him away with a slight push.

    Feng Ci instantly understood everything.

    "You built this secret realm?" Feng Ci took back the mask of spiritual power, and was almost laughed at by him, "Are you testing me?"