Meet the moon again

Chapter 65

Qi Lin shortly walked through the overgrown branches, and the cold wind from the mountains rushed towards his face, piercing his face.The sound of insects and birds chirping came from all around, knocking on his eardrums one after another.

The red glow in the sky gradually dissipated, becoming one with the twilight of the sky, and the sight was darkened, and the branches and leaves above blocked most of the moonlight, only a tiny bit leaked out.

Qi Lin carefully identified the direction, and quickly climbed up while holding Zhong Qing's hand.The mountain here is steep, and there are broken branches and leaves everywhere. They climbed for about 10 minutes before reaching the halfway up the mountain.

As the moon passes over the treetops, there are endless sounds in my ears, whether it is the sound of wind, insects, or the indistinct sound of spiritual power surging behind me, I can hear it vividly.

Qi Lin turned a corner and suddenly took another mountain road.Zhong Qing felt that his steps had slowed down, and each time he had to pause for a few seconds before taking the next step.

He guessed that Qi Lin probably couldn't think about the top of the mountain right now, so he went around directly from this side.As for why the pace slowed down... Maybe it was because he already had other escape concerns in his heart.

"We have to get rid of him as soon as possible." Qi Lin whispered to him.

Zhong Qing asked: "How?"

"Look at me!" Qi Lin said with a smile.

Zhong Qing didn't know what idea he had in mind, so he could only obediently follow behind.

They walked halfway around the mountain for another 10 minutes, and the wind behind them became howling in an instant.

The blade of the saber in his hand buzzed and trembled, and Zhong Qing turned around suddenly, drawing a dazzling silver line in mid-air, the sword wind collided with the incoming sharp wind, leaving a deep scar on the nearby tree trunk. A nick.

Qi Lin clasped his hand, and pulled Zhong Qingshou to pull him behind him. At the same time, a dull sound erupted from the mountain. It was the sound of Qi Lin's folding fan colliding with Shang Xingyun's spear point.

"Why are you always haunted?" Qi Lin sneered, then turned his wrist, and with a flick of his wrist, he deflected the tip of the spear with great force, and Qi Lin made a backhand with the other hand, attacking from bottom to top Go up to the empty door under the right arm of Shang Xingyun.

The palm wind was so fierce that Shang Xingyun couldn't resist it, so he had to withdraw his gun and retreat temporarily, but the spiritual power brought by Qi Lin still blew to his side waist, and the clothes there were cut open by Qi Lin, leaving the flesh underneath A faint red mark.

Qi Lin looked at his left hand unhappily, then lowered his right hand and flicked the folding fan.

With a soft sound of "swipe--", finger-long sharp blades emerged from the bones of the folding fan, shining linglingly under the moonlight.

Shang Xingyun swung his gun and approached again.Qi Linzheng wondered how he was so quiet tonight, and the next second he was forced to spread his fan and collide with him again.

Qi Linsong spun his body up, the iron fan turned around the handle of the gun and approached Shang Xingyun's hand, he raised his foot and kicked Shang Xingyun's head, the latter raised his hand to resist and clasped his ankle instead, Qi Lin Stepped on his hand, grabbed the iron fan and swept it towards his door again.

Shang Xingyun reluctantly withdrew his hand, took a few steps back and barely stopped, and Qi Lin staggered to the ground.

Zhong Qing listened to the wind change position, at this time he had grasped the place where Shang Xingyun was standing, the sword wind was hunting, and "Qian Qiu Xue" came out from his hand in one gesture.

All of a sudden, it was as if snow had fallen into a mountain stream, which would not melt for a thousand years. The fierce wind and frost turned into a clanging long sword, retracting, picking, thrusting and stabbing, all danced like white snow, making people unable to see the shadow of the sword clearly.

It's just that it's inconvenient for the eyes, the power of "Qian Qiu Xue" is only seven points.He blocked the tip of the spear with his sword, and quickly withdrew his spear to attack him.As soon as his sword edge turned downwards, the opponent withdrew again to hit his eyes.

Zhong Qing simply changed his sword moves, and attacked him again with the swiftness of "Wan Shan Bei".

Qi Lin watched them go back and forth, and within a few minutes he had already got ten tricks right, Xin Dao Zhongqing didn't listen to him and watched obediently, and he didn't know how long it would take to spend so much time with Shang Xingyun.

He closed the iron fan, and black lines emerged from his fingertips, pointing at Shang Xingyun's head and limbs one by one, but the opponent was unable to respond, and avoided them all in an instant, causing all the black lines to miss, and hit the surrounding tree trunks.

Qi Lin shouted: "Let's not spend any more time with him, just watch me!"

He repeated what he had just said to Zhong Qing, and when the latter heard it, he immediately remembered that he guessed that Qi Lin had his own way, and stepped back while blocking.

Shang Xingyun's marksmanship changes in many ways, it doesn't seem to specialize in one school, but rather gathers the strengths of hundreds of schools.Every time Zhong Qing confronts him, she feels very familiar, and she has doubts before, and she already has an idea in her heart.

"Since you've shown yourself, why bother to hide from me?" Zhong Qing said when he didn't speak because he was afraid that he would recognize his identity. After swiping his sword, he withdrew to a place three meters away and faced him coldly. Shang Xingyun said.

Seeing him stop, Qi Lin met Shang Xingyun's next shot in the open position, and heard him say: "The Wuxia Sword really lives up to its reputation, I think you probably guessed who I am from my marksmanship?"

Qi Lin felt suspicious, and then he struck out several black lines, except for one black line that happened to hit the shoulder of Shanghang Yun, but had no effect on it, the rest were nailed into the surrounding tree trunks one after another.

Zhong Qing continued: "What should I call you, Shang Shenzhou? Or Shang Xingyun?"

"The name is just a code name. I told the Demon Emperor yesterday that he thought I was Shang Xingyun and I was Shang Xingyun. Today I tell you, if you think I am Shang Chenzhou, I am Shang Chenzhou."

yesterday?Zhong Qing listened to the strangeness in his words, and thought that Qi Lin's behavior last night was really not his illusion, this person might have met Shang Xingyun while he was not paying attention, and he hadn't gotten much benefit yet.However, when he looked at Qi Lin's meridians today, the pulse condition was stable, and his spiritual power didn't seem to be blocked... It was probably because when Sayuri came yesterday, she brought something to Qi Lin.

In the future, when we go back, we must separate the two of them, otherwise we may make some trouble for him.

Zhong Qing thought for a while, not knowing how many futures he would have.

He moved his hand hesitantly, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and his sword eyebrows were tightly frowned, as if he was making a decision to fight between heaven and man.

The voice in his head began to pop up again, one after another, constantly pulling his consciousness, trying to lead him into a deeper place.

He heard a voice that was [-]% similar to his own: "It's really not a good time, I'm afraid that the time will fall short, and one person will be missing, but it will be a bargain for him."

He meditated: "What if it was you?"

"I can't guarantee it." The voice replied, "It's just a few percent more likely than you."

"I think we can wait and see for a while, it's better to wait until the eyes are cured." The voice added.

Zhong Qing let out an "um", and just uttered the word "you" when he felt a warm body fall to his side as the breeze passed by.

Qi Lin's tone was a bit brisk, he took his hand and continued running towards the mountain road, "Let's go quickly."

When Zhong Qing was pulled by him like this, he immediately came back to his senses, he concentrated his spiritual power on the soles of his feet, and followed Qi Lin's faster and faster footsteps.

"What did you do?" He asked while he was panting.

"It's an illusion. He can use the illusion to deal with me, so naturally I can deal with him." Qi Lin said.

It turned out that most of his black lines at that time were deliberately missed.

When Qi Lin first turned into this path, he began to plan this formation.The halfway hesitation was just observing the distribution of trees around, thinking about how to use the existing environment to control the business cloud.

After that, while he was fighting with Shang Xingyun, the attack of the iron fan continued unabated, and the sharp blade slashed across his chest several times, all the moves were aimed at Shang Xingyun's life; at the same time, he shot a few black lines from his hand and penetrated into the tree trunk Among them, they are connected to form a network.

When Shang Xingyun found out that Qi Lin had led him into the battle, it was already too late.

The black thread tied a net around him, enclosing him firmly in the middle.Qi Lin backed away hurriedly, pulled on Zhong Qing and ran into the distance.He wanted to chase at this moment, but he could only find a white mist rising in front of him, covering his sight and making him unable to distinguish the direction.

Qi Lin has no teacher and no family. He tried many ways when he practiced. Later, he made some achievements. He even sneaked into many sects and secretly read their exercises. He also watched and studied several times on the roof. God, it made all the immortal sects itch for his teeth.As for the way of formation, he has stolen lessons from Linxuetang and other sects, so it can be regarded as a small dabble.In the past, it was not a problem for a monk to be right, but he didn't know how long he could trap Shang Xingyun.

The formation has been completed, and it will take a lot of effort to break the formation.

So now they can only try their best to advance to the territory of Wanyuanbao, and then hand over this disgusting thing to the people of Wanyuanbao.

Zhong Qing said "yes".

After running for a few minutes, he said again: "Did you go to Shang Xingyun last night?"

Qi Lin didn't expect him to mention this matter, he staggered and almost fell over.He stabilized his figure, pretending to be nonchalant and said, "So what?"

Zhong Qing asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Qi Lin was speechless, so he simply kept his mouth shut and pretended to be a quail.

"Don't lie to me next time."

Qi Lin didn't know how Zhongqing let him go so quickly this time, and couldn't help turning his head to look at his face, wondering why this ancestor changed his temper.

Seeing the other party's complexion was serious, and the frown was even worse, Qi Lin thought he was mad at him, and almost scared his soul out of him immediately.

He tentatively said timidly: "I will never dare again next time."

The author has something to say:

The exhibition in Chengdu may have no material for reunion. I have given the picture. I don’t know if there is a print. If there is one, you can go and have a look.