The world's first fairy gate

Chapter 44

It was just dawn, and suddenly a very light cough sounded outside the tent. The voice was hoarse and short, vague in the west wind, and could hardly be heard.

But the person inside the tent immediately opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear and bright.

Yun Fang first glanced at the young man next to him. He was the most sound asleep in the early morning. Xie Qiuhan habitually pursed the corners of his lips, but his brows were relaxed, as if he was having an unspeakable dream.

The curtain door was lifted, and the old man's wrinkled face came in.

"Xianzuo?"

Yun Fang made a hissing gesture at him, "Don't wake him up."

Jin Lin shut up according to his words, walked in lightly like a thief, stood by the bed, waited for a while, and said in a low voice: "Is Xianzuo healthy?"

"It's okay," Yun Bin said, "wait a minute."

——What are you waiting for?

Jin Lin was puzzled, and glanced at Xianzuo, only to see that Xianzuo was carefully pulling Xie Qiuhan's hand away, trying to free his arms from his embrace.

The young man was still very dissatisfied in his dream, he frowned tightly, and held on to Xianzuo's sleeve tightly.

It wasn't until Yunfang stuffed him with a pillow and he smelled a familiar smell that he decided to give up temporarily and turned to the other side.

Yunfang has done all this patiently like never before, and couldn't help muttering: "Clingy, the bigger it is, the harder it is to deal with."

Jin Lin is crazy: You also know that he is old?You know you're too old to get it on the bed?

Is this clinging to people? This is clearly a living and dreaming dream!

Jin Lin felt that he had already seen the scene of the second Zixiao Mountain chaos. Fortunately, by that time, his old man would have turned into a pile of loess, and he would be free from the pile of shit of these juniors.

Yun Fang took off the dog skin plaster, got out of bed and sat down at the table.

Jin Lin moved two steps numbly, and said, "Xianzuo, are you ready?"

"Okay," Yun Fang glanced at the bed, "give me the box, I'll keep it for a few more days, so that he won't accidentally see it."

Jin Lin really didn't know what to feel, so he took out the medicine box that accompanied him, and took out a box that looked like jade but not jade. If Xie Qiuhan saw it, he would definitely recognize it. This was the medicine he had seen that day. box.

Jin Lin held the small box, hesitated for a while, and refused to hand it over to him.

Yun Fang saw his hesitation and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jin Lin hesitated again and again, finally handed over the box, and asked at the same time: "Xianzuo has been taking blood for a month, which is detrimental to his vitality. He should have rested, but he kept running around all the time. To be honest with me, at that time When the Fox King fought, did he really show weakness and deceive him?"

Yun Fang was about to take it over, but after hearing this, he hung his hands in the air for a while, raised his eyes with a half-smile, and said, "Could it be that the uncle thought that I didn't fight because I couldn't fight?"

"Don't dare," Jin Lin said immediately.

"It's just for brother's sake to let him go," Yun Fang refused to talk nonsense, and took the box from him.

Seeing that he didn't want to mention it, Jin Lin stopped talking, but he confirmed his guess in his heart.

Yunfang is not a temperament that would show weakness, if he could, he would have to give a blow first, and only barely stopped on the last sword.

It's not like he won't be defeated in a fight with the Fox King, but according to the current situation, he certainly can't win.

That's why I was willing to wrong myself to put on a dress first.

While Jin Lin was thinking, Yun Fang had already reached out and rolled up his wide sleeves.

The wide sleeves are layered up, like a thousand piles of snow, and the texture of the wrist is delicate and well-proportioned, as bright as the moon.

Seeing this, Jin Lin handed over a dagger smoothly.

But Yunfang didn't answer.

He flipped his right hand slightly, pinched an extremely thin blade between his two fingers, and directly transformed the sword intent into shape.

Immediately afterwards, he simply swipe his left wrist——

The blood dripped down, red at first, then stained the blade and was sucked dry.

Immediately afterwards, a wisp of golden blood burst out.

Seeing this, Jin Lin hurriedly cast a decisive assist, drawing the blood essence into the chalcedony.

The blood flowed into the ice box like a gurgling stream, and mixed with the chalcedony, almost becoming a radiant mirror.

What is the so-called drug primer?Every time Xie Qiuhan asked about this, Jin Lin and Yun Fang always talked about other things, and refused to tell him the truth.

This is the truth is a bit bloody.

The magic pill is indeed insoluble, but it can be restrained.

Fuxi's divine blood is the supreme divine thing, it can heal the dead without any difficulty, and it can ward off all evil things.

But good things are always scarce. Even Fuxi's divine body can only produce a little blood, and excessive consumption will endanger the owner.

Yunfang has been taking blood like this for a whole month.

After taking the blood, Yunfang's face turned pale.

Jin Lin stood aside silently, waiting for him to calmly adjust his breath.

After about half a stick of incense, Yunfang opened his eyes again, as if nothing had happened.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why is Master still here?"

... The first thing you say is to drive people away.

Jin Lin worried about him and worked so hard for him, he was at a loss, it was really inhumane to serve him.

Jin Lin forgave him a hundred times in his heart, and said again: "Xianzuo has thought about what to do in the future, after all, taking blood is not a long-term solution. His cultivation is getting stronger every day, and sooner or later the divine blood will not be able to hold back."

"Furthermore," Yun Fang became annoyed when he heard the word "future", "Go back to the mountain and think about it, it will be a day if you can press it."

Jin Lin hesitated for a moment, and it was clear that he should resign, but he did not leave.

Yun Fang looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Jin Lin persuaded: "Yunfang, you've already exchanged half of your body for Qiongqi's bone. If you can't do it anymore, you are in charge of the immortal sect, so you must not act on your will."

Yun Fang paused, almost impatient, and said with a smile: "Master, do you know why you live the longest?"

Jin Lin couldn't keep up with the sudden question, and Yun Fang didn't seem to be threatening him.

I saw Yun Fang twitching the corners of his lips and said: "Because you used to be the least meddlesome."

After speaking, he got up and left, never paying attention to Jin Lin again.

Jin Lin rubbed his head, even using the wrinkles, thinking about this sentence.

After figuring it out, he immediately used up his share of forgiving the younger generation today, and he resigned without saying anything, turning his head and leaving angrily.

Who cares about you!