Fairy King's Handbook

Meng Zhen was leaning halfway under the tree, his spiritual power was almost exhausted, and his left arm was numb, so he didn't care.

The young man in front of him approached slowly with the Yingying sword in his hand, Meng Zhen raised his head slightly, looked into those strange eyes, and only asked, "What's wrong with Xuanyin?"

Hearing that name, the boy was stunned for a moment, but then turned into a calm and disdainful expression, "Of course he killed him."

Meng Zhen was so angry that he almost couldn't catch his breath, the only remaining spiritual power in the misty rain snail was gathered, he raised the bone flute to attack, full of anger, carrying the entanglement of the past 3000 years, the wind blade hit Shen Xun directly on the flat ground .

Although Shen Xun doesn't have the Soul Broken Sword now, the Chengying Sword is Xuanyin's natal spirit sword. It was forged from the cold jade of Fengdu and supplemented with water from the Yellow Spring.

In addition to being equal in spiritual power, the two are also inextricably linked.Soul Broken Sword became alive by devouring Meng Zhen's blood, and the sword spirit finally broke away from Soul Broken Sword and became a real person.

The ancient trees all over the mountain were destroyed by spiritual power, and the branches collapsed all over the ground. Shen Xun seemed to be walking in the garden without any hurry, slowly resisting Meng Zhen's offensive.

Meng Zhen was extremely anxious. He was extremely exhausted from fighting with the beasts all over the mountain. If he continued, it would not take long before his spiritual power was exhausted and he would run away. I really don't know what will happen then.

When Shen Xun stabbed with another sword, Meng Zhen's movements were slightly slow, and the spiritual power of the sword tip scattered and pierced his arm in an instant, with a bitter coldness.

He fell back under the tree again, vomited a mouthful of blood, and managed to support the tree beside him. After the previous rage subsided, he gradually calmed down.

"Escaping from the abyss of the extreme, you hid in Zhaoyao Mountain in the form of a mortal. All these years, you have been planning to get close to Xuanyin, but in fact you want to learn from him the way to open the Nether Prison of Fengdu. It is really hard for you to be a good friend The affectionate attitude. It's disgusting!"

Meng Zhen coughed a few times, even though he once regarded Shen Xun as a confidant, and made an appointment to stay drunk for the rest of the day.But all these hit-time hits have become a joke, he still feels angry, let alone Xuanyin.

Shen Xun raised his eyebrows, and his long and narrow eyes were full of interest and cruelty. As soon as he raised his hand, Chengying Sword pierced into Meng Zhen's chest, bloodthirsty and delighted, "I can't be stupid! It's hard to be cheated. 3000 years ago you It’s time to die, lingering until now!”

The icy sword blade came with frost and snow, and Meng Zhen couldn't move at once.He glanced at the blood flowing on his chest, then chuckled lightly,

"There is no end between you and me, it was doomed 3000 years ago." Meng Zhen said calmly, then looked up at Shen Xun, and asked angrily,

"Do you know that Xuanyin has regarded you as a close friend all these years. He never remembers the direction and gets lost when he goes out, but he only remembers the way to Zhaoyao Mountain. It's because you live alone and your legs are close Ten years. In the past ten years, he felt that you were in a deep illness but still had a strong will. He would go to Zhaoyao Mountain to drink with you almost every month. His wish for so many years was nothing more than to wait for your leg disease to recover and swim with your arms .”

The more Meng Zhen said, the angrier he became. Although Xuanyin is in charge of the serious and serious affairs of the underworld for Fengdu, in fact, he'd better travel around, behave freely and frankly.Even the Minglan wine buried under the ancient tree on Emperor Lintai was specially brewed by him for drinking with Shen Xun.

Shen Xun sneered, and pulled out the Yingying Sword that was stabbed in Meng Zhen's chest, "That's him being stupid!"

"Treacherous villain!" Meng Zhen angrily reprimanded, ignoring the blood flowing.

Shen Xun was very impatient. Attracting Meng Zhen to Zhaoyao Mountain was only the first step in all his plans. Now he was too lazy to talk nonsense, he raised his right hand, and purple-black hostility emerged from his fingertips, and he patted Meng Zhen.

In the sudden collision of spiritual power, the blood red in front of him was like the howling sun, and a large piece of Bianhua flowers bloomed in an instant, and the whole swaggering mountain was howling, and the bonus was red like blood. Those long and narrow petals rushed towards the face with spiritual power, blocking Shen Xun's tyrannical demonic aura.

"Xuanyin!" Meng Zhen cried out in shock, looking at the young man in white who stood in front of him at the critical moment.

"Ahem——" Xuanyin was invaded by the devil's energy, coughed a few times, and his figure was shaky.

The moment Meng Zhen saw Xuanyin, he felt great joy in his heart, he is not dead!But now, Xuanyin's white clothes are stained with dust, his skirts and cuffs are in tatters, his face is full of weather and fatigue, his eyes that used to be bright and bright are now deathly silent, and nothing is in his heart, just like those in the Nether Prison who drank Meng Po soup. Empty ghost.

"Get out of the way!" Shen Xun in front of him was stunned for a moment, then raised the Shadow Bearing Sword in his hand and pointed at Xuanyin.

Xuanyin stood there for a while, and then said, "Shen Xun."

Shen Xun put away the sword, with a three-pointed smile on the corner of his mouth, "Why? Don't you call Zi'an anymore?"

Xuanyin staggered half a step, still steadying his figure, his voice was calm, "I once had a friend who was not good at walking and lived alone in the mountains. He liked drinking wine and planting flowers the most. He was happy and at ease. 'Zi'an' was the word I chose for him. Now that the old man is gone forever, naturally there is no need to shout anymore."

Shen Xun's brows were full of evil spirits, staring at Xuanyin, as if he couldn't accept his indifferent and lifeless appearance.He said coldly: "Now Xinghua Tianying can't trap you anymore, so it can be seen that the statement that you don't remember the way is a lie!"

Meng Zhen was so angry that he almost vomited another mouthful of blood, he was really shameless!

Xuanyin still had no expression on her face, she stood there neither sad nor happy, "Although I don't remember the way, I have walked this Zhaoyao Mountain a total of 120 times to this day, and although I don't understand everything, I can still get out. "

Shen Xun was a little irritable, with purple and black air lingering in his hands.The clothes on Xuanyin's body were covered with traces of scratches from branches, and his body was covered in dirt and dust. It looked like he had walked around the mountain countless times.

"Get out of the way! I don't need to kill you!" Shen Xun gathered a little spiritual power and was about to attack Meng Zhen who fell under the tree.

"Aren't your legs good from the beginning?" Xuanyin was unmoved, her previously calm eyes fixed on Shen Xun, but the clarity in those eyes was self-evident.

Shen Xun withdrew his spiritual power, and suddenly leaned closer, his eyes slanted, looked at Xuanyin for a while, and suddenly laughed out loud, his cold tone full of nonchalant sarcasm,

"It's all a lie to you."

Although this sentence was short, it pierced into Xuanyin's chest like an arrow. In the end, he couldn't help but vomited a mouthful of effort, and supported the tree trunk beside him. There was a flash of pain in his previously calm eyes.

Shen Xun's fingertips flashed with hostility, and the Chengying sword stabbed Meng Zhen under the tree in a flash, and Xuanyin under the tree flashed past and fell in front of Meng Zhen.

"Xuanyin!" Meng Zhen was full of panic, and reached out to help Xuanyin, but at this moment, Xuanyin's legs were drenched with blood, and the hem of his clothes was instantly stained red.

Shen Xun also seemed to be stunned, standing there for a long time without moving.

"Xuanyin, how are you doing?" Meng Zhen wanted to help him up, but he couldn't do what he wanted, just now Shen Xun almost used up all his spiritual power for that sword strike, Chengying sword was sharp and cold, and when the sword fell, Xuanyin's legs...

Xuanyin sat down under the tree, looked up at Shen Xun, and said calmly, "The thing I regret the most in my life is getting acquainted with you."

Ten years of friendship has nothing to do with Fengyue.It was nothing more than a joke in the end.

Shen Xun's knuckles holding Chengying Sword turned blue, the hostility in his eyes flashed away, and he laughed instead: "If you want to blame, I can only blame you for being too stupid!"

The next moment, Xuanyin took out a burning Bana flower from his bosom. He sat on the ground and put the flower in the pool of blood flowing from his legs. swagger mountain.

"Xuanyin!" Meng Zhen shouted anxiously, he and Ben couldn't see where Xuanyin was in the bloody light.The whole body is covered with crazy blood-devouring flower branches, those petals are slender and sharp, and they are full of blood, attacking in all directions like sharp knives.

All the sleeping beasts in the entire Zhaoyao Mountain were awakened, roaring earth-shatteringly.

Evocation from the other side!Xuanyin's red flowers on the other side are connected to his heart and soul. This time, unlike in the past, he released his soul into those blood-devouring petals, and summoned the souls of dead beasts for his own use.

In the entire bright red, Meng Zhen could only see a phantom. He wanted to stretch out his hand to pull it. Just as he moved a step, the spiritual power struck him, and he collapsed to the ground. His head was full of all kinds of noisy and chaotic yells, misty rain snails. The eight sufferings of life in the house, and the grievances of many lifetimes agitated together, drowning his spiritual consciousness in an instant.

Ten days later, Yinmeng Lake was dark at night.

When Meng Zhen climbed up from the lake, he glanced at the familiar Zhulin Abode, and was at a loss for a while.He sat by the lake for a while, then got up suddenly, and ran out of the Ghosts and Gods Abyss like crazy, towards Emperor Fengdu's Lintai.

"Mr. Xuanyin!" There was no sound in the Dilin Terrace, and the maids who used to arrange flowers and laugh were nowhere to be seen.Meng Zhen rushed into the study in three steps and two steps in parallel, Meng Jiang looked up from the voluminous volumes in the room with a blank face,

"Young Master, what's the matter with you? Xuanyin Jun hasn't come back for a long time."

"No, he has been back." Meng Zhen was very sure.

Meng Jiang was still at a loss, and looked down at the scroll again.Meng Zhen didn't want to explain to her, so he turned and went out the door.

There is a wooden house full of apricot blossoms on the back mountain of Emperor Lintai, which is the place where Xuanyin hides wine.Meng Zhen slowed down and walked towards the back mountain.

All the way, the fallen flowers turned into snow, and the breeze blew through the rags. In the past, there was an apricot blossom and sky shadow formation here, which was very clumsy.But Xuanyin is proud of it, probably because Shen Xun taught him this formation.

Meng Zhen walked for a long time, only seeing the apricot blossoms, but not the formation.

There was silence at the door of the wooden house. After a long time, Meng Zhen knocked on the door, but no one answered.

"Xuanyin, I know you are inside. You brought me back to Yinmeng Lake ten days ago. I don't know what happened in between. I am very worried about your injury when I come here."

Ten days ago, Meng Zhen met Xuanyin in Zhaoyao Mountain when his spiritual energy was exhausted.But at that time, his legs were severely injured by Shen Xun, and he knew nothing about what happened afterwards.

After a while, there was an empty voice in the room, "I'm fine."

The voice was indistinct, like a cloud of green smoke being blown away by the wind.

He stood outside the door full of grief, not knowing how to speak.An old friend of ten years, broke up once, and his heart has been trampled and deceived for many years. The promise of a happy relationship in the past is nothing but a deliberate plan for many years.

Looking back thousands of miles, the old friend will never die.

Meng Zhen stood in front of the door for a long time, although he wanted to know how Xuanyin led him out of Zhaoyao Mountain under Shen Xun's trap, especially his legs...

But at this moment, everything is silent, only emptiness remains.

"Yan Shanjun should have gone to Congji Zhiyuan, you should go find him quickly." The voice of Xuanyin in the room was still faint, so faint that it was almost inaudible.

But Meng Zhen's heart was shocked instantly. Yan Chongming should have seen the strange scene on the Changsheng Tianchi Lake in the West Sea before, those scenes of him resurrecting from the extreme abyss.