Fairy King's Handbook

During this period, although Yan Chongming had no disputes, but since then, he has closed Yanshan Mountain, not allowing outsiders to enter, and has lived in Jingling Palace ever since.

Meng Zhen looked down at Yan Chongming who was still sleeping on the ground, his face was still pale and his eyes were closed tightly.He asked Jiang Duyun: "Has Jun Yanshan's spiritual injury not healed?"

Jiang Duyun said solemnly: "Your Majesty always thinks that retreat is too boring, and likes to run out from time to time. In fact, he is not recovering, so it is not appropriate to leave Yanshan for a long time."

Meng Zhen thought for a while, and said simply: "You may not be able to accept what I will do next, but I promise to heal his spirit. When he wakes up, you don't know."

Seeing Meng Zhen's solemnity, Jiang Duyun didn't know what it was, but as long as he could heal the injury of the emperor's soul, it would be a good thing. After so many years, there was no way to see it.He nodded in agreement.

Meng Zhen no longer hesitated, and waved his hand to call out Chaomu Wendi.Jiang Duyun frowned when he saw the bone flute drawn from his arm, and he didn't know what expression it was.

Meng Zhen looked at the glistening green flowers on the bone flute, which shone with gleaming light, and the petals were flawless, with six petals left.With a slight movement of his fingertips, he took off the three petals, and then put the bone flute back into his arm.

He glanced at Yan Chongming on the ground, then pulled open his neckline, with a flash of inspiration from his fingertips, the skin on his chest was broken, he put the three petals on his heart, and forced out three drops of heart blood with spiritual power, the green flower met the blood Instant redness.

Meng Zhen helped Yan Chongming up, took three crimson petals into his mouth, and kissed them cautiously.He gently pushed Yan Chongming's teeth apart, and the petals in his mouth turned into jade dew, which flowed into his mouth little by little.

The extradition process was slow and lingering.Yan Chongming fell asleep, and Meng Zhen only cared about feeding the petals.Poor Jiang Duyun who was sitting stiffly by the side!His face was black and black, it was unbelievable that His Majesty was being desecrated and taken advantage of like this...

The owner of Shaozhuang Meng is really not simple. Fortunately, he told the king in advance not to tell the king, how dare he say that!

Fortunately, the embarrassing and suffocating scene is over.Meng Zhen raised his head and wiped off the blood on Yan Chongming's lips.Jiang Duyun asked: "How is your majesty?"

Meng Zhen put Yan Chongming away, then covered his clothes, and said sleepily: "I should wake up in a while."

He sat back to the side and winked at Jiang Duyun, who immediately said that he would not say anything even if he died.Only then was Meng Zhen relieved, turned to look at Qu Youchun who had been sitting in the corner, and sighed helplessly.

After Jiang Duyun ran around, he carefully looked around and saw Qu Youchun in the corner, frowning and wanted to get up and go over.

"Don't go." Meng Zhen stopped him.

Jiang Duyun glanced at Meng Zhen, obviously asking questions.

"He is too sad, let him stay alone for a while." Meng Zhen sighed softly.Things happened one after another. Although he was on the sidelines, he felt physically and mentally exhausted.

After Jiang Duyun heard this, he wanted to go there, looked around for a week, and then realized: "Where is Yin Wuji?"

"died."

Jiang Duyun also stood there in a daze, he wanted to go forward to say something, but suddenly felt that there was a gap in front of him, and he couldn't bridge it no matter what.

At this moment, Yan Chongming woke up. He saw Meng Zhen at a glance. He got up from the ground and rushed over to pull Meng Zhen into his arms and hug him tightly. His strength was surprisingly strong. Meng Zhen was so hugged that he couldn't breathe. Still whispering in his ear over and over again: "Meng Zhen, Meng Zhen..."

Jiang Duyun really couldn't see it, his head was full of black lines, he coughed, and reminded: "Your Majesty!"

It was only then that Yan Chongming realized that there were other people around, but at first glance, he was a little confused, "Du Yun, why are you here?" As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Chongming looked around, frowning even more.

In just a moment, Yan Chongming was as clear as ever.This is the stone room, the Meng Zhen in front of him is real.

He opened his hand lightly, looked Meng Zhen up and down, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Meng Zhen was a little amused.

But then, Yan Chongming seemed to be a different person. He hardly looked at Meng Zhen, and tried to stay away from him as much as possible. In the past, he always liked to walk next to Meng Zhen, but now he kept a distance.

Meng Zhen didn't know all of this, he yawned a few times, he was so sleepy, and he knew what was going on, phantoms began to appear in his mind, and his head hurt a little.It's time for him to return to Yinmeng Lake.

Jiang Duyun liked this kind of self-conscious estrangement, he really couldn't see the king always following Master Meng Shao, especially after seeing such a scene just now.

Meng Zhen wanted to leave quickly, he asked Yan Chongming: "Yan Tiger, can we go out?"

"Yes." Yan Chongming didn't look at him, and stood far away.

In this way, Meng Zhen felt relieved.

Yan Chongming was a little absent-minded. Ever since he woke up, he deliberately kept a distance from Meng Zhen, fearing that he could not control what he did to frighten him.Feeling slightly relieved, he paced in the stone hall and roughly calculated the time. It was almost dawn outside, and the Formation of Nothingness could restart.

He set up according to the pace of the formation, and began to gather the formation with spiritual power in the air. The unpredictable nothingness, but with exquisite calculations, every time Yan Chongming took a step, the outline of the phantom of the formation in the air became clearer.If this continues, the Formation of Nothingness will soon be completed.

Meng Zhen glanced at Qu Youchun who was still sitting in the stone room, walked over, and said softly, "Mr. Youchun, let's go."

Qu Youchun's eyes were blank, and he murmured, "Where are you going?"

Meng Zhen thought for a while, and said: "Young Master Yin is the priest of the temple, and there is still a whole city of people waiting for him. You did not hesitate to use forbidden techniques to force your way into the Qiji Kingdom, and you didn't want to see the people of the old country die, right?"

In this way, Qu Youchun finally reacted, but only indifferently. Meng Zhen was a little anxious in his heart. After careful consideration, he still gave out an empty thought: "Mr. Youchun, Qu Xiqiu also lost his soul at the beginning, but he finally found it. You might as well Be patient, Mr. Yin's soul may be found."

At this point, the light appeared in Qu Youchun's eyes again.For a moment, Meng Zhen regretted the reason he made, such illusory thoughts could wake up Qu Youchun, but Yin Wuji scattered his soul...

Well, it's always good to live with thoughts.

Meng Zhen helped Qu Youchun up, watching Yan Chongming's formation was about to be completed.But for a moment, steps emerged in the void, and the long stone steps meandered down.The four walked up.

The stone steps lead to the apse of the temple. The original stone house was destroyed, but the temple in front of me is the same as in the past.

Because of the protection of Yin Wuji, the people in the temple once ate Henggong fish, and the disease and evil did not enter.Therefore, the soul cannot be extracted, so the sword spirit spent a lot of power of the soul to set up the "dream weaving" realm, intending to kill Meng Zhen, but failed to achieve the goal.Now that Qu Xiqiu is dead, and the plot has been exposed, I don't know what he will do next.

Yin Wuji passed away, the restrictions around the temple were lifted, and the barrier on the entire mountain also disappeared.Although the small area of ​​protection is no longer there, the entire king's capital has returned to its former tranquility, and without the rogue male fish making trouble, it is still a peaceful and peaceful place.

As a priest of the temple, Yin Wuji protected the common people of one side, and once in order to summon the souls, he spared no expense of punishing himself to travel to the Qiji Kingdom, just to find the other side flower.In this way, it can be regarded as seeking benevolence and benevolence.

When the news of the priest's death came, there was silence in the temple, followed by mournful weeping.People all over the city bowed devoutly and recited the mantra of passing away.

The morning mist in the mountains is misty, and the sound of chanting is continuous, like a farewell elegy.

The morning bell was long, and when the first ray of sunlight rose, the solemn and solemn temple was shrouded in a layer of golden light. Qu Youchun took the jade tablet and found a box containing his mother's remains in the alcove.

Holding the box in his arms, he took one last look at the mountain temple, "Let's go to the south of the city."

Spring is everywhere, and there is nowhere to say goodbye.

Trek thousands of miles, but go to an appointment that has no ending.

Day and night, a young man as lonely as snow; with blue hair and gorgeous hair, he is always speechless when he participates in business.

After you die, I feel that the years are long and the summer is bleak.

one day gone one night lost

The mountains and rivers are vast, and people have passed through several lives

Go to the country for a long time and return home.

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While walking against the wind, Meng Zhen had a severe headache, and the phantoms in his head were complicated. All kinds of curses and grievances bombarded his head one after another. The memory sealed in the misty rain snail clamored to come out. The more he used his spiritual power, the more chaotic his memory became. , He wanted to draw out the Suihua sword, but he was powerless. The shadows of the three people in front of him were a little blurry. He wanted to call Yan Chongming, but he couldn't lift it up in one breath. As soon as his body sank, he fell straight down.

At this moment, Meng Zhen felt anxious. If he could not return to Yinmeng Lake and get separated from Yan Chongming, then the way ahead would be completely unknown.The huge emptiness hit him, and he felt a little fear in his heart.

He didn't feel it as the branch sliced ​​through his cheek until a familiar arm caught him before he hit the ground.At that moment, all the panic and helplessness suddenly took refuge.Yan Chongming seemed to be shouting something anxiously, his mind was buzzing and he couldn't hear anything, but he suddenly felt extremely wronged.

"It hurts... it hurts..."

Tears spread uncontrollably, and Meng Zhen didn't know whether it was a headache or a pain in his face.Or he was in pain everywhere, but he didn't feel anywhere, he just wanted to vent his previous uneasy emotions, Yan Chongming was flustered, and searched for a little spiritual power to check, Meng Zhen ignored it, screaming pain in his mouth, crying non-stop, venting his grievances.Finally, I was tired from crying, my heart was at ease, and I fell into a coma...

In the deserted house in the south of the city, Qu Youchun repaired the backyard, sorted out a peaceful resting place, and buried his mother's remains silently.

Jiang Duyun in the front yard stood in front of the door, as if standing like a stone sculpture.Your Majesty has no time to argue with him now, but the increasingly cold expression made him startled.He also saw the scene just now, Master Meng Shao stumbled and fell, and the king was in chaos.Previously, he thought that His Majesty was deliberately alienating Master Meng Shao, but it was obviously not the case.Your Majesty was injured in the illusion, and when he suddenly woke up, he could only see Master Meng Shao...

He stood there silently, thinking about something unrelated to Qin for the first time.