"Go and call one of your disciples called Xu Nuo. I need to ask her something here." He pretended to be stern and ordered the young disciple to go down and do something.
Here, he is the only one who knows Lan Shengxue's identity. She is a person with a story. She comes here with her own purpose, but she does not want to attack the Sword Sect. He admires Lan Shengxue very much, and this is why he wants to help
her reasons.
As long as Lan Shengxue doesn't have any thoughts about Jian Zong, he can indulge her.
Here in the Sword Sect, there is a mixture of fish and dragons. If you are not careful, your life will be in danger. Lan Shengxue does not have sword energy, so he must be cautious in his actions.
"Master Shifang, Xu Nuo is not here, he must have gone to practice elsewhere." The disciple replied.
Shifang waved his hand and sent that person away.
"I'm afraid she went out to do her own things again. Forget it, let's ask her about her uncle's affairs when she comes back." He sighed, and his intuition told him that Lan Shengxue seemed to be the same type of person as his uncle.
All so mysterious.
Are the two of them related?
…
When it gets dark, in the woods.
Jimo Liancheng looked at the fireflies flying in front of him, his eyes widened, "You want to catch this?"
"Of course, catch this and break the mechanism. Hurry, we are running out of time."
The two people moved very quickly. Although the bright red fireflies were erratic, the two of them were extremely powerful and could easily catch them. At that time, one of them was holding a small bag in his hand. They were glowing red and looked like they had something.
Transparent beauty.
As he walked back, Jimo Liancheng became more and more puzzled, "No, even if we enter the Sutra Pavilion, if the candle goes out, we will still be discovered."
"No, the candle will only go out if we touch it before entering. Once we successfully step into the bamboo house, the candle will remain the same."
"How can you be so sure?"
Lan Shengxue turned her eyes and said nothing.
"Have you seen the threshold in front of the main entrance of the Bamboo House? Liancheng, use your sword energy to throw the fireflies to that position."
The Sword Sect mainly relies on sword energy, but any mechanism will only conflict with other forces, but it will never conflict with the sword energy. This is why she cannot take action.
"As long as the gatekeeper doesn't wake up, we'll be fine. I'll count one, two, three, and then you start."
"good."
Jimo Liancheng held his breath and kept calm. His sword energy was much higher than what he usually displayed. It was when Lan Shengxue discovered this while catching fireflies that she dared to give him this task.
"one."
"two."
"Three, throw it!"
The bright red bag, like an arrow from the string, suddenly passed through the air and landed on the threshold.
It was the first time Jimo Liancheng had done such a thing, and he was not sure about it. Seeing that he was facing the right position, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The bag spread out, and the fireflies soared into the sky. They all gathered towards the candlelight in the house, surrounding the candlelight in an airtight manner.
"Let's go now!"
Lan Shengxue moved very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Jimo Liancheng was no longer around her.
He twitched the corner of his mouth, so quickly.
He was half a beat too slow and almost touched the mechanism.
The two people slipped into the bamboo house safely. Jimo Liancheng breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, we were able to make it in time."
[I was reading a book review today and saw a troll who wrote black books and black authors. I really wanted to laugh. Does this kind of person have nothing else to do except black people all day long? I’m even more curious. This kind of person can only see bad things.
side? It is said that what a person’s mind is like is what the world he sees is like. His shy little eyes drifted silently~(⊙_⊙)~]