Baili Fengjian was slightly stunned, and subconsciously appeared in his mind that Ache was sleeping in his hand with his wine gourd in his arms. Then he immediately reacted back. What Qiying said must be something else, not his wine gourd.

"Did you see clearly what it looks like?"

"It was a string of bracelets that suddenly appeared on Ache's wrist. Before I could see clearly, a silver light burst out," said Qiying very slowly, "In that moment, almost everyone died under the silver light. Fortunately, I hid in time..."

There are bracelets in the world and the world, which will explode with such amazing lethality, he immediately thought of the ** God Seal. However, Sui Sheng did not tell him that Ache had the ** God Seal on his hand, and he was confused and turned to ask something else: "Then how did the injury on your body come from?"

"It's Xiao Jin," Qiying showed unwillingness and hatred, "He was severely injured by the Silver Light. He heard that you were in Sword Saint, and he knew that he was defeated and wanted to take A Che away. But I snatched A Che back, but I was hit by his secret move and was injured like this."

"Fortunately, I haven't hurt my heart meridians, otherwise I will not be able to carry the sword even if I save it."

Hearing this, a few pale fear suddenly appeared on Qiying's face. He was not afraid of bleeding or death. His most fear was that he was living a life of sanity but was unable to draw his sword to save his tribe. If he really became a useless person, he would rather die and apologize. Fortunately, he could continue his battle.

"The sword saint thought of what the bracelet was?"

"I need to see it before I can make a conclusion. After a while, I will ask Ache, you should rest well." He got up and wanted to leave.

"That sword saint--"

"Well?"

"Does the Sword Saint stay and fight with us?" Although his face was haggard and pale, his eyes were burning.

Qiying is an iron-blooded warrior who never gives up anyway. The heat in his eyes is ignited for the world, but he is not.

He is just a passive and avoidable alcoholic.

Without looking back or answering, he stepped out of the thick tomb door with his long legs.

***

The underground palace of Wangchuan is embedded in the mountains, and the sun is not seen all year round. Although the bright candles are lit on the walls everywhere, they are still dark and dark, day and night.

The hourglass time was about midnight, and Jing Che woke up at first, extremely tired. He remembered the experiences he had experienced before closing his eyes. He felt that it was just a heavy dream, but it fell in his heart and refused to dissipate. It was clearly something that had passed, and the blood was left behind, but she still felt that she could not relieve herself.

At that time, the strong despair in my heart was still vivid in my mind, followed by the brilliant and dazzling silver light. When I opened my eyes again, the sticky blood flowed to her feet, as if she was grinning and pinching her consciousness. She saw that everyone was dead.

The bad memories made her subconsciously retreat and hide at the innermost side of the bed, holding Baili Fengjian's wine gourd tightly in her arms, and her back was against the cold stone bricks of the tomb wall, trying her best to get a sense of security.

At this time, a rustling sound of robe rubbing, and a jumping candlelight filled the entire room.

"woke up?"

"Yes." He raised his eyes and lowered his eyes again, and replied in a muffled voice.

I wanted to take a good look as a master and speak softly, comfort me and coax me, but because of her ignorant appearance, she couldn't spit out any good words: "Can you return the gourd to me?"

Jing Che raised his eyes, and his narrow peach blossom eyes were even more hazy in the dim candlelight. He only felt a coldness coming out of her face.

With a "bang" sound, the wine gourd hit the ground.

"Give it back!" The man was still huddled in the corner with a fierce tone. He hugged himself with his knees again, his small face buried in his arms, and his soft and sweet blaming voice was mixed with a bit of saltiness: "You only know how to drink! Why didn't you come early!"

The wine gourd rolled to Baili Fengjian's feet, and it was neither picking nor picking. Facing the little apprentice who started to make trouble again, it was neither coaxing nor yelling.

Suddenly one head and two big ones.

He secretly slandered in his heart. If it weren't for his disciple, he would just take it with a sword and his ears were clear. But he saw Jing Che shrinking into a pitiful look. He remembered her heart-wrenching cry in the secret passage, and his stiff expression finally softened. He walked over and sat down next to her bed: "A Che--"

But I didn't know what to say next, and I was frozen there.

Lifting his face from his arms, Jing Che's eyes were filled with a layer of water vapor that looked like fog but not fog, reflecting two shiny candlelights, as if they were looking forward to it. However, after not hearing anything for a long time, he couldn't help but be vicious, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Why don't you die?"

It was like a little beast that wanted to be coaxed but failed to do so, so it was furious.

"When I die, you go beg for food?" He calmly followed up and instantly changed to another aura. Baili Fengma suddenly felt that this was their normal relationship. The Taishi, kind disciple, filial piety, spoke at a loss.

Jing Che has always been unable to practice enough, so he couldn't hold back and picked up a jade pillow and hit him on the body: "Do you care if I'm going to beg for food?"

The candlelight shook, and the slanted shadows also swayed on the wall.

The jade pillow hit the edge of the bed, and it was inevitably smashing a corner, and it was caught by Bailifeng. He glanced at it and said, "Tsk, it's amazing, this is a priceless treasure, and it's all white silver if it breaks. Forget it, looking at her unruly appearance, you can guess that she's broken far more than this one.

Haven't you learned enough to teach me enough? Why is it still the temper? But I have no idea that the natural beauty is noble and pure and unsubtle.

But he always felt that no matter what kind of high-quality jade it was, it needed to be carved, and Jing Che was too fierce and sharp, and no one could do anything. If we talk about carving, polishing and other things, we could only make time and the world work harder.

Baili Fengma was also different from her temper. Then she realized that there was still something serious about it. She looked at her wrist carefully and found that there was nothing left. She asked, "Where is that bracelet?"

"What bracelet?" narrowed her eyes vigilantly, revealing her cover.

"The bracelet that killed someone for you." With such insight, he immediately disappeared from his doubts and calmly spoke.

"I didn't kill anyone!" The voice suddenly doubled, as if I was suddenly poked into something painful, Jing Che retorted extremely fiercely.

Baili Fengjian did not respond immediately, but saw his little apprentice shivering in, with obvious injuries on his face.

Then he knew that he had passed some of his words, and he coaxed him with kind words: "Okay, okay, I know you don't. I'm just asking you about that bracelet."

But Jingche no longer paid attention to him.

"If you don't say it, what should you do if you hurt someone next time?" He wanted to defeat her defense, so he deliberately wiped her taboo.

After saying that, he felt that he was a master who was too unkind and even said that he had temptation and profound meaning to his disciples.

Hesitating, Jingche still said in a muffled voice: "My grandma told me not to tell others."

"Your mother entrusted you to me, just to let me be your mother--" Realizing that this was wrong, she calmed down and changed her mouth calmly, "Oh, no, it's the closest relative."

Jing Che threw a disgusting expression like "Have I promised you to be my closest relative?", which was ignored by him, and then he tempted: "So if you have any secrets with your mother, telling me is not considered contrary to her instructions."

Jing Che didn't want to hide it, but just wanted to listen to his kind words to coax her. At this time, he was quite satisfied with the master's performance. When he heard the "close relative" in his mouth, his heart trembled, so he said without reservation: "This is the first year gift from my mom. My mom said, this is the best treasure in the world. Many people have to hide it for this, so they cannot be seen."

Some innocently pushed their long hair behind their ears: "But I don't know why it doesn't listen to me, it will suddenly emit silver light, and... it will hurt people."

"let me see."

Jing Che reached out his hand in front of Baili Fengjian, then closed his eyes and frowned for a while, and a bracelet slowly appeared on his wrist.

Holding her hand and dragging it to the palm of your hand to look carefully.

The bracelet is made of sixteen strands of celestial silk, with only three transparent beads falling on it. One is blue, one is red, and one is black, with a faint stream of light and a fairy spirit that is impressed.

"It's indeed the ** God Seal-" I had a guess in my heart, and I was still a little surprised when I saw it with my own eyes. He unconsciously held Jing Che's hand.

"Huh?" Jing Che did not react at all.

Just now, I was too focused on the temperature of his palm, which exuded his usual tepid and uninspiring feeling, and the slight coolness of A Niang's palm was completely different. It turned out to be so wonderful.

Baili Fengjian was a little nervous, and he saw the little apprentice's instinct, pinched her hand to show the importance of the matter, and spoke in a very solemn tone: "A Che."

"Yeah." She also sat upright.

"This bracelet must never be seen by anyone anymore, do you know?"

"Why?" Jing Che couldn't hear the most direct order, and he looked unyielding and stubborn.

It’s not that I don’t want to explain, but that the explanation is too complicated and involves too many blood and tears. In history books, every time the birth of the ** divine seal means bloody turmoil in the entire country.

It is what Suisheng said, **Sheng Seal is the best treasure in the world.

What surprised Baili Fengjian was that there were six ** divine seals, black, white, green, red, yellow, green, and have always been scattered all over the country. Their potential contained is amazing. It is already the limit for people in the world to find one, and only emperors can have one. Unexpectedly, Sui Sheng actually collected three and brought it to the hands of Jing Che, the little girl. He did not understand how Sui Sheng thought for a while, but it must be her reason.

"Tell me quickly!" Seeing Baili Fengjian not answering, Jing Che pursed his lips dissatisfiedly, curled up his fingers and pinched his palms hard.

"Well, Ache——"

A heavy and dull sound knocking on the stone door came over.
Chapter completed!