little wolf cub

Chapter 135 Knocking the Mountain

On the heavy mountain, Yan Bo took Lin Yu's long life lock from Lingshuang Peak, set up a gentle spirit array, carefully raised it, and almost never left it for a few days.

"Brother, go and rest for a while, I'm here." Behind Yan Bo, Fang Churan said.

Yan Bo shook his head, he stared blankly at the Longevity Jade Lock in the formation, "Chu Ran, I really dare not walk away."

"Xiao Yan's main soul came back after a lot of difficulty, and now the soul is unstable. If something goes wrong when I was away, I will really have no peace of mind."

Although Fang Chu persuaded Yan Bo to rest for a while, his heart never relaxed.He looked at the quiet longevity lock in the formation, blinked his dry eyes: "I haven't seen Xiaoyu for 14 years."

Yan Bo raised his hand, gently stroking the blue shadow of Fang Churan's eyes with his warm fingertips: "It's okay, we'll see you soon."

"Senior brother, when Xiao Yan just passed away, I used to have trouble sleeping at night."

"I blame him."

"I blame him for ignoring his teacher's concern, regardless of his own serious illness, and insisting on preventing that catastrophe for Chu Fuxuan."

"...but then I don't blame him anymore."

"Why?" Yan Bo looked at Fang Churan and asked.

Fang Churan looked at Yusuo, and in the cold and sharp eyebrows that used to be, there was a faint calm look.

"If you are the one who inherited the great catastrophe, even if I still have a breath, I will go to find you."

"Even if I was turned into a dust by Lei Qiqi that day, I will still be with you."

"The word love is like ten thousand layers of spider webs, once it falls, it will be lost forever."

"So it's better to practice the ruthless way." Fang Churan smiled.

"What's the matter? You still want to practice the ruthless way?" Yan Bo raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of vigilance.

"What kind of ruthless way is cultivated, all are people in the net."

"Besides, if you are under the entangled spider web, even if it is impossible to recover, I can still take the Leiluo sword to break through." Fang Churan leaned back and leaned against the wall behind him.

Yan Bo smiled, didn't speak, but waved to Fang Churan.

Fang Churan stood up from the wall and walked to Yan Bo's side. Just as he stopped, the person beside him leaned his head on him.

"I'm very tired, let me rest for a while."

Fang Churan didn't say anything, just relaxed his body so that Yan Bo could lean more comfortably.

"How is Fuge doing? Has there been a message?" Yan Bo leaned on Fang Churan and asked with his eyes closed.

"A few days ago, I sent a letter back, saying that I am fine, but there are many things in the devil world these days, and after the processing is over, she will bring Yi Ze and Yi Qing back to the Chongshan School." Fang Churan said.

Yan Bo snorted: "That boy Yiqing is alright, let's forget about Yize. I don't like him."

"But if Yi Ze doesn't come, will Yi Qing also return to the Chongshan School?"

Seeing Yan Bo slightly frowning with a nervous expression, Fang Churan couldn't help laughing: "Yi Qing is clingy to his mother, so even if Yi Ze doesn't come, as long as Fu Ge comes back, Yi Qing will definitely come back with him. "

"But Senior Brother, is it possible that you really intend to block Yi Ze from the mountain gate?"

Naturally, it is impossible for Yan Bo to stop Yi Ze from the mountain gate, and he is also Fu Ge's husband-in-law, but he just couldn't be angry that his well-behaved and caring little junior sister was taken away just like this.

Yan Bo didn't answer, but just snorted again.

He leaned against Fang Churan's body, and the warmth from Fang Churan's body was pressed directly to the tip of his heart.In the silence, his tense mood for several days finally had a moment of relaxation.

Just when he was falling asleep, the formation outside the courtyard was suddenly touched.

Yan Bo, who was still tired just now, opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear.

"What's the matter?" Fang Churan frowned, and asked the disciples outside the house.

"Peak Lord, the demon master outside the mountain gate is asking to see you."

"Who is asking to see?" This person was really unexpected, Fang Churan was afraid that he had heard wrong, so he asked again.

"The demon master of the demon world asks to see you."

Fang Churan immediately clenched the handle of the Leiluo sword in his hand.

Yan Bo who was sitting at the side suddenly chuckled, but there was no trace of a smile on his face, and there was a deep chill in Shen Ruoyuan's eyes.

"What is he doing here?" Fang Churan asked in a deep voice.

"Yao Zun said, the sudden movement of the Lingshuang Sword a few days ago is suspected to be a sign of the True Monarch Yuanshan, so I came to the Chongshan Sect to ask about it."

"Now you know that you came to the Chongshan sect? For so many years, he has never paid attention to us who went to the demon world." Yan Bo seemed to be very angry and laughed back.

"Let him go."

"..." The messenger disciple hesitated for a while after hearing the words, but still said he was going down.

"Aren't we going to meet him?" In the quiet room, Fang Churan looked at the longevity lock in the spirit array, and suddenly asked.

"You and I know why he came here, but he just wanted to get some news from us. He didn't let us take away the body of Xiaoyao back then, and now he doesn't even want to get news about Xiaoyao, let alone take it away. His fate."

Fang Churan frowned and said nothing.

After a while, the messenger disciple knocked on the courtyard door again.

"What's the matter?" Fang Churan looked outside the house and asked aloud.

"Yaozun has gone down the mountain." The disciple said.

Hearing this, Yan Bo was silent for a moment, then he picked up the teacup beside him, and slammed it to the ground along with the cold tea in the cup.

Broken porcelain cups splashed all over the ground.

The disciple was so startled by the sound inside the room that he didn't dare to speak, and stood outside the room with his head down, even slowing down his breathing on purpose.

"You bastard!" Yan Bo gritted his teeth tightly, and cursed angrily, obviously being ruthless.

Fang Churan's expression on the side was also very ugly.

The messenger disciple stood outside the house, waited for half a quarter of an hour, but he still didn't hear any order coming from the house, but he didn't dare to walk away, so he could only wait nervously.

He didn't have to wait long when another messenger disciple rushed over.Even because of his haste, he staggered when he landed on Yujian.

"Palm... the master!"

"What's the matter!" Yan Bo said angrily from inside the room.

The disciple was also taken aback. Although he tried his best to calm down his voice, his speaking speed was still uncontrollably rapid.

"Yao Zun... Yao Zun is kowtowing up the mountain."

"What?" It was Yan Bo who was so angry that he was stunned when he heard the words, and he stood up, the anger on his face had not dissipated, and it was unbelievable.

Golden Wu hangs down to the west, on the Nine-Nine Mountain Ladder of the Chongshan School, Fu Xuan is climbing the nine thousand-step cold ladder step by step.

Now he has knocked down to [-] steps, and the forehead on the rough mountain ladder is already dripping with blood.

Kowtow on every step, blood on every step.

"My lord..." Song Zhen behind him was holding the Lingshuang sword in both hands, looking at Fuxuan's state, he almost cried out.

"Shut up." Fu Xuan got up from the mountain ladder, took a step up, then knelt down again, and slammed his forehead on the stone steps again.

"Hold my master's Lingshuang sword well, don't let the dust from the mountain road get dirty with it."

This kowtow lasted for two full days.

When a thin ray of morning light shone on the ancient mountain gate of the Chongshan School, Fu Xuan finally knocked on the end of the mountain ladder.

New blood covered the dried blood and flowed down, blurring Fu Xuan's vision.

He stood up staggeringly, raised his head, and faced Yan Bo and others who had been waiting for two days at the mountain gate.

When Cheng Zhenlu saw him, his eyes turned red.

Regardless of Fang Churan's obstruction, she flew forward and kicked Fu Xuan directly.

Fuxuan was exhausted at first, and was kicked by Cheng Zhenlu without warning and fell down the mountain ladder. After rolling nearly a hundred steps, he grasped the rough stone surface and stopped himself. down.

The ten fingers of both hands were ground to a bloody mess.

"You still dare to come? My third senior brother rescued you back then, and he brought you up under the pressure of the demon world. Even if it wasn't a mountain of kindness, he worked hard, but what about you? But what did you do?" Cheng Zhenlu choked with anger with.

"You dragged him down to the world of mortals, caused him to be infected by an evil gu, and in the end even let him be struck to death by heavenly lightning."

"In 14, you held his body and didn't let us take it away, so that he wouldn't be able to return to the Chongshan School after he died."

"Are you still thinking about taking away his life lock now? Why are you!"

"Zhenlu!" Seeing that Cheng Zhenlu lost control and said something important, Fang Churan hastily snapped at him.

"What fate lock?" Fu Xuan, who was walking back to the mountain gate step by step, grasped this important sentence, he couldn't help coughing a few times, swallowing his mouth full of blood, and said in a hoarse voice.

"What fate lock?"

"Uncle and uncle, I beg you to tell me."

"You don't need to know." Yan Bo interrupted Fu Xuan's words, he said: "From today onwards, my Chongshan faction will not interfere with your demon realm, we will not settle accounts with you, and you will never come to our Chongshan faction to disturb others .Our Zhongshan sect should not have you, the leader of Lingshuang Peak."

"Uncle Yan!" Seeing Yan Bo turning around to leave, Fuxuan hurried forward, trying to grab Yan Bo.

The spiritual power that protects Yan Bo's body suddenly swayed out, trying to shake Fu Xuan's hand away.

The two spiritual forces collided and exploded directly between the two, but the two people in the center did not move at all.

"Uncle Yan..." Fu Xuan tightly grasped Yan Bo's arm.

"I beg you."

"Master's body has dissipated a few days ago, and I tried my best to keep it to no avail. Since the death of Master, Lingshuangjian has not moved. It happened that Lingshuangjian moved strangely that day, and the sword's light was shining. It must be related to Master."

"That's why the disciple came to the Chongshan Sect to inquire."

"Master, I beg you to tell me about my master. I have been insane for 14 years, and I really can't keep going." A tear fell from Fuxuan's eyes, covering the dried blood on his face, dripping A mottled bloodstain.

Yan Bo tensed the corners of his lips, and did not speak for a long time.

As if another ten years had passed, his tense expression finally relaxed.

"Xiao Yu is indeed dead," he said.

Fu Xuan's hand holding Yan Bo's forearm trembled slightly.

"But back then, my master calculated that Xiaoyu was destined to die. Before he ascended, he left a long life lock. If the ancestors of the Chongshan Sect bless him, maybe Xiaoyu's soul will stay alive."

"Now the longevity lock is locking Xiaoyu's soul."

"A few days ago, the main soul of Xiaoyu returned to his place, and Lingshuang's sword moved, or because of this."

Hearing the words, Fuxuan came back to his senses after a long time. He tried his best to hold back the tears that were about to burst into his eyes, and let out a breath tremblingly.

The breath that had been held back for 14 years.

"I...can I go see Master?" Fu Xuan trembled.