Chapter 51: Cherish the time now

"Sister, how can you, how can you...stained with blood and mud, it smells bad..."
"Is it smelly?" Liang Yin took the clothes in his hand and moved towards the tip of his nose again, pretending to smell it seriously:
"It's not smelly at all! Except for the smell of blood and the smell of soil, the rest is the faint floral fragrance from Qingluo!"
"Sister...!" Qing Luo was already embarrassed with shame.
The faint light of fire reflected on his handsome face, it looked extremely warm.
Seeing that Qing Luo was too ashamed, Liang Yin stopped teasing, and concentrated on baking the clothes in his hands.
Suddenly, the atmosphere became warm and ambiguous.
Qing Luo's clothes were finally baked. Under Liang Yin's gaze, Qing Luo blushed and put on his clothes nervously.
"Crack—"
At this moment, outside the dark hole, there was a sparse sound of footsteps. It seemed that someone stepped on the dead branches outside and walked in.
Before that person came in, the cold breath radiating from his body had already spread to the cave.
Huh! Qing Luo stood up, staring sharply at the entrance of the cave, blocking Liang Yin's face.
Liang Yin wanted to stand up, but he couldn't stand up at all because of a serious injury to his leg.
There was a wicked laughter from the dark hole: "Oh, I didn't expect that there were two wounded monks in the middle of the mountain. It's really a godsend! Cuckold..."
Liang Yin stared at the dark hole tightly, holding the long sword in his hand, and couldn't help but tighten.
At this moment, the little fox's anxious voice resounded in her sea of ​​consciousness: "Unlucky, pay attention! There is a magic repair outside. This magic repair is after the previous life Qing Luo was drawn by you to the five spirits, it is not as good as the monster that Shanya encountered repair!
Because you are reborn and whitewashed and deviated from the main line. The big boss will definitely blacken the devil if he waits a while! You must save your life! "
Magic repair? Blackening!
Upon hearing the cool tone, his eyes filled with shock.
How could this happen, why did the blackening come so quickly?
"Sister, don't be afraid, I will protect you." Qing Luo seemed to notice the girl's strangeness and turned his head to comfort.
"Qingluo, pay attention to your safety! He is a magic repair!" Liang Yin reminded with a frown.
"Ghost repair?!" Qing Luo's expression suddenly became cold when he heard it.
Since ancient times. Moxiu is more cruel than ghosts. Being able to walk up and down from such a high cliff would certainly not be bad for his cultivation.
What Gui Xiu likes to do most is to devour the spiritual power of other monks, cruelly hurt, and then refine the corpse into the living dead and make his own puppet.
Not long after Liang Yin's voice fell, a middle-aged man in a gray robes walked in.
The middle-aged man is very thin. His skin was dark, his thin face was covered with wrinkles, and his cloudy eyes were extremely dark.
At first glance, it is the magic repair that often devours the spiritual power of other monks.
The Moxiu held the whisk in his hand. As he walked in, he patted his dry hands and smiled:
"This time I met two big fat sheep! Even the old man's cultivation level can be seen, not bad! The old man really likes it!"
That magic repair seemed to be after seeing Liang Yin's face clearly. His face was suddenly filled with wretched lust, he licked his black lips, and laughed sloppyly:
"Oh~ there is a great beauty! It just so happens that the old man has studied some new postures to try! Last time, the great beauty couldn't help tossing and died in two or two strokes.
I don't know if this big beauty can not stand the toss of the old man! "
The Demon Xiu touched his chin and drew a barbed black whip from his space ring.
Cool Yin sitting on the ground, looking at the wretched smile of the ghost repair, bursts of nausea appeared in his heart.
Standing in front of Liang Yin, Qing Luo's face was already dark and almost dripping.
Holding the long sword in his hand, his eyes filled with terrible killing intent: "You are looking for death!"
Before Qingluo's words fell, he slammed his toes and slashed towards the demon repair.
The Mo Xiu looked at the wound on Qing Luo's shoulder and twitched the corner of his black mouth coldly: "It hurts like this. You dare to fight back?"
Gui Xiu's eyes were full of disdain, and he slammed the barbed whip. He drew towards Qingluo.
A loud bang! That Moxiu was cut back by Qing Luo.
That sword-qi general Moxiu's old face cut a long opening, and jet black blood came out, with a stench, and it was very unpleasant.
Mo Xiu widened his eyes and covered his face, he didn't expect it. Qing Luo's cultivation base was seriously injured, and he could still use such a powerful spiritual power.
He was shocked in his heart, and when he looked up, he saw the young man and swung his sword again.
Gui Xiu put away his thoughts of underestimating the enemy. Suddenly gathered spiritual power. He fought towards Qingluo.
Gui Xiu exhausted all his strength this time, and his strength was quite terrifying.
After a fight, it didn't take long for Qing Luo to prevail.
Qingluo's shoulder strain became more and more serious, and the blood had already stained half of his shoulder.
Liang Yin, who staggered up from the ground holding the sword, was already anxious.
Now Qing Luo needs help urgently. If he wants to help, unless his legs are connected, there is no other way, otherwise the past will only drag Qing Luo's back legs.
She hurriedly asked the male gods in the sea of ​​knowledge:
"Male god, do you have any way to temporarily restore this leg? I want to help Qingluo!"
In the sea of ​​consciousness, the voice of the male is a bit tangled:
"Unlucky, it's not that I didn't want to help you. It's just that after we came here, the main line of history has been tampered with and deviated.
Ordinarily, not long ago, in accordance with the main task that cannot be deviated from, you should take away or abolish the talented five spirits of the big boss, and then knock him off the cliff.
but. If you think about it, you not only didn't take the big boss down the cliff, you didn't take away his spiritual roots, you even fell down to save him.
This main line has deviated too much, he must be blackened now, can you understand? "
"But... but I don't want to see him working so hard!"
Liang Yin bit his lip and looked at Qing Luo, who was hit by a whip from the Demon Xiu in the distance, his chest pained.
Qing Luo clearly reached the end of the crossbow, but still used all his strength to protect her, but she could not do anything.
In the sea of ​​consciousness, the male felt the sad mood of cool tone, and he couldn't help sighing:
"Unlucky... It is very difficult for you to meet him again. You have been born again here, but you have tampered with history and let his soul obsession rest in peace. Dissolve the curse of resentment on you.
You and him have long been impossible, can you understand? He actually died long ago. "
The boy's voice did not fall. The string in Liang Yin's mind suddenly broke.
Tears fell like a broken wire.
She knows, why doesn't she know they are impossible? !　　 But because of knowing. She will cherish the time she has now!