Fairy King's Handbook

"Others don't know, but you know where I come from best. Will something like the devil's energy be on me!" Ji Wuxing was also a little speechless, and sat back and started making tea.

"Of course not." Meng Zhen sighed.Suddenly asked: "Why do you think of going to heaven again?" In fact, Meng Zhen has always been puzzled by Ji Wuxing's last trip to heaven to kidnap the goddess Qianya.

Ji Wuxing didn't answer immediately, but slowly rolled the cup in his hand with fresh tea. Meng Zhen sighed and asked, "Why, it's been 300 years, and you still can't see it?"

"From the extreme fire, burning the heart and refining the soul, no matter how big the obsession and unwillingness are, they all disappeared. I just stayed in the Cangwu Sea for a long time, and went out to have some fun. How could I know such a coincidence, so I just teased it by the way. "

After Ji Wuxing finished speaking calmly, he handed a cup of boiled tea to Meng Zhen.Then he jokingly said: "But when I meet you this time, it's not in vain for me to go out this time."

Here we go again, as soon as I said three sentences, I started to lose my seriousness.Meng Zhen took the tea, glanced at him meaningfully, and said, "I'm not good at this."

"Haha, Xiaoyun, you're really interesting. Others think that my good manhood is heresy, but you should know that I really like men. If I like women, it will be really difficult." Ji Wuxing laughed loudly, then raised his eyebrows, and said red|naked|naked: "How about it, do you want to consider staying?"

"Forget it, I'm still quite masculine." Meng Zhen gave him an angry look, took a few sips of tea.

"Hahaha, what a masculinity! You really want to kill me with laughter." Ji Wuxing looked at his serious look, helped the table and laughed.

Meng Zhen ignored him, and slowly sipped the tea in his hand. The tea leaves were green and tender, with sharp buds floating and sinking with the water.He couldn't taste the taste, but somehow felt that the tea should be light and bitter, with lingering sweetness in the aftertaste.

Seeing that Meng Zhen stopped talking and concentrated on drinking tea, Ji Wuxing suddenly asked, "Xiaoyun, why did you come to the Sea of ​​Cangwu? Don't say it's because of me!"

"Of course it's a way to repay the favor." Meng Zhen put down the teacup and said with a smile.

Ji Wuxing was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Tell me, what's the matter? Just tell me if you need me. Even if there is no life-saving grace, I will make you my friend."

"Help me find the whereabouts of the Broken Soul Sword. I have always had a clear sense of grievances and grievances. I saved your life, and you return my kindness. In this way, we will be cleared." Meng Zhen said.

"Hey! You really have a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, and you are so upright that it makes people sad. If that's the case, I will definitely do my best to help you. It's just the soul-shattering sword energy and you..." Ji Wuxing sighed exaggeratedly, and asked with some uncertainty.

"The Soul-Breaking Sword did feel something to me, but when I came out of the Abyss of Extremes, I had an accident, and part of the spiritual power in my body could only be temporarily sealed, so I couldn't use it, so I couldn't perceive the location of the Soul-Breaking Sword. "

Meng Zhen was a little troubled.Then he said: "Speaking of which, it has something to do with you. When I sent you out of the abyss of Congji, the Broken Soul Sword might have already had a spirit. When I opened the exit, the sword spirit fled with the sword. This is after all. It is the sword of the Demon Lord, and it gives birth to a sword spirit, and fleeing outside is always a hidden danger."

"Give birth to a sword spirit? In other words, it's not just a sword, maybe there is a person?" Ji Wuxing was also a little dazed, not knowing what to do.

"Well, maybe it's just a person, and I'm not sure what else is there?" Meng Zhen thought of Zimei who suddenly appeared recently, and the soul inexplicably infused with demonic energy in Tiangong Sword Market. It is related to the broken soul sword that fled.

But now he couldn't sense where the sword was at all.What's more, it seems that part of his spiritual power can't be used at all.It was really a headache, Meng Zhen scratched his head a little irritably.But there is no way, this mess is in the final analysis left by him, no matter what, this tricky matter must be resolved in order to achieve a complete success.Otherwise, it would be a minor matter for his conscience to suffer, and those chaotic nightmares would never heal.

"There is always a solution to things, so don't worry too much. But, should we avoid Yan Chongming? After all, he doesn't know that someone can come out of the abyss of extremes." Ji Wuxing was a little worried.

"That's not necessary. Although extremely evil people have been imprisoned from the abyss of extremes, a thousand years have passed. We are open and honest now, and we have not done any injustice. Yan Chongming is the most impartial and selfless person, and he will not distinguish between black and white." Meng Zhen said.

"You do understand him. But your open and upright character, with clear grievances and grievances, is very similar to a person." Ji Wuxing suddenly looked at Meng Zhen and said.

"Who?" Meng Zhen turned his head and asked casually.

"My brother."

Ji Wuxing laughed loudly, and then said: "You don't know yet, I used to have a younger brother. Speaking of which, you are really destined. His name is 'Qianyun', and your name is Xiaoyun. I even chose the name. Yes. Haha, just wait, I’ll come as soon as I go..." Ji Wuxing seemed to have thought of something, and hurried down to the attic next to the "Donghe Moon Worship".

Meng Zhen grasped the railing hard, his finger bones turned white, he felt his palms were a little cold, and when he looked carefully, he found that the glass protruding from the railing almost pierced into his flesh, he quickly let go of his hand, and laughed dumbfounded, feeling that the world was so absurd .

Ji Wuxing came back soon, holding a handful of scrolls in his hand, put away the tea set, and spread it out on the table as if offering a treasure.Meng Zhen leaned over, feeling a little stiff for a moment.

It was an old painting, and it could still be seen clearly that it was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.The young man has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a thin body.He was dressed in a shark gauze feather coat with many layers, noble and elegant, holding a folding fan in his hand, standing in a field of flowers and smiling.The young man was obviously not old enough to wear a crown, but he still tied his hair with a jade crown.Although he was smiling, it didn't reach his eyes, showing a maturity that didn't match his age for no reason.

"How? This is my younger brother. This painting was drawn by Chia Ya, and she took a lot of effort to finish it." Ji Wuxing sighed after finishing speaking, with some emotion: "My younger brother has always acted in a hurry , not free, not even the time to draw portraits."

Meng Zhen stared at the painting for a while, as if in a lifetime.

"Hey, in fact, you are just a little similar in personality, not in looks. He was about 13 years old at the time. Even though he grew up, he didn't look alike to you now. He didn't have the same appearance, nor did he have the same temperament. I can probably imagine When he grew up, he was a little bright, a little gloomy, maybe a little lonely, not as gentle and peaceful as you. Alas, it's a pity that he died at the age of 16."

"It's really not like it." Meng Zhen said softly.

"I don't know what happened when he died. I didn't have time to see him for the last time." Ji Wuxing didn't know what to think, and his voice was erratic.

"Why don't you go?" Meng Zhen asked, his voice felt a little hoarse.

Ji Wuxing seemed to be stopped by the question, and sighed after a long while: "Who knows? Maybe I don't care about him that much."

"Yes, is it?" The clear voice was blown away by the breeze, leaving no trace.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. People can't always recall the past, otherwise it will be too sad. After I got out of the abyss of extremes, I have already left the past behind. Now leaving this attic is just to remember myself where it came from."

Ji Wuxing regained consciousness from those dreary past events, looked at the attic she was in, and introduced to Meng Zhen: "You know, my hometown is in Xihai, and I haven't seen her for a thousand years. I don't know what she looks like now. The two attics were built with "Missions and Thoughts", which is about the impression left by my youth. These white crystal and glass sand are the unique materials of Xihai, and the houses there are all in this style. How is it? Isn't it beautiful? ?”

"Very beautiful." Meng Zhen stretched out his hand and flicked the glazed sand on the railing. When the sun shines on it, the color will change.

"Where is your hometown?"

Ji Wuxing was suddenly curious. From the beginning to the end, the person in front of him was like a mystery.He lives in the abyss of the extreme, but he has no evil energy in his body. It is estimated that no one in this world can come out of the abyss of the extreme, but he can.

Meng Zhen was stunned for a moment, then said softly: "It's been too long, I don't remember."

Ji Wuxing didn't know for a while whether he really didn't remember or didn't want to say it, but when he thought about it, he seemed to have been staying in Congjizhiyuan since a long time ago, and it was true that he didn't remember, after all, it was really too long.

"It's okay if I don't remember. The mountains have cliffs, the trees have branches, and the place where you feel at ease is your hometown." Ji Wuxing was a little emotional, and comforted him warmly.

Peace of mind?Meng Zhen was stunned for a moment, because he suddenly realized that he never seemed to have a moment of peace of mind.This is simply not something that can make people happy, he shouldn't have come here with Ji Wuxing, isn't he asking for trouble!

"Is there any wine? I don't care about my hometown. Yesterday and Ming Dynasty, a thousand-year dream, the present is the most precious!" Meng Zhen really didn't want to continue recalling the past with him, because it made him feel a little pitiful, and he couldn't face up to that pitiful man. of myself.

"Hahaha, of course there is. It's refreshing enough. If you have wine today, you don't care about yesterday and tomorrow." Ji Wuxing smiled heartily, turned and walked down the attic to the "Donghe Moon Worship".

Meng Zhen was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how many things Ji Wuxing had hidden in "Donghe Moon Worship".But after a while, Ji Wuxing came back with a few jars of wine.This time, both of them were quite proud and dry, and they didn't need wine cups, just sat on the ground and drank each other.

As the sun was setting and the sun was setting, both of them were still thinking clearly. Meng Zhen was almost silent, and while drinking, he listened to Ji Wuxing talk about his various situations after he came out of the abyss. It is true that he completely lived out a kind of man. His demeanor is free and unrestrained, and his words and deeds are unscrupulous.

Because I couldn't ask for it, I grew flowers elsewhere.He's doing well now.

It wasn't until the light flickered that Meng Zhen understood the meaning of the attic called "Xihe Worshiping Stars".The sky is full of stars, bright and diverse, as if the sky is lit up with bright lights.

"Do you know? A night with stars is the best time to drink with friends." Smiling, Ji Wuxing raised the wine jar to touch Meng Zhen, and drank with his head tilted back.

Both of them drank a lot, and they were a little tipsy. Ji Wuxing belonged to the kind of person who can talk a lot when he drank too much. You must know that he usually talks a lot, but now after drinking, he can't stop talking.Meng Zhen obviously belongs to the type who doesn't talk much. He is exactly the kind of person who is rumored to have a good drink. Even if he is drunk, his body is just limp and lazy, and his mind is still clear.

"What about the night with the moon?" Meng Zhen subconsciously wanted to ask what the "Donghe Moon Worship" was doing next to him. After speaking, he felt a burning pain in his throat and it was difficult to speak.Perhaps it was very strong wine, and he probably couldn't drink any more.

"Hahaha, this, you will know when you have someone you love..." Ji Wuxing glanced at Meng Zhen and said mysteriously.

As for your flamboyant taste, I would know without telling you.Meng Zhen didn't bother to talk to him anymore, but he couldn't drink any more, and his whole body was limp and weak, he was probably going to be drunk.