who has seen the wind

The three of Xia Ji sat down near the window sill of Zuiqiong Building, ordered a few small dishes and a jug of wine.

Xie Wei glanced away, those guests looked like ordinary people, but they just looked ordinary.For example, at the table in the corner, the unremarkable young man in gray clothes is actually the ancestor of the Qilin School, and the shy girl in green clothes is actually the top three thousand-faced demon girl in the cultivation world.

Xie Wei's eyes fell on Xiao Qi who was eating and drinking wildly, maybe this little beggar is also some kind of big shot.

Xiao Qi ate happily, wiped the oil from his mouth, looked at Xia Ji and smiled: "Brother, I'm happy when I see you."

Xia Ji only smiled slightly, drinking in silence.He has nothing to do with other people's love and hatred, he just wants to win the heart of that person.

"You look like an old friend of mine. It's just that my old friend is working in the fairy world now."

Xia Ji pinched Xiao Qi's face, and said with a smile: "Bragging. If you have friends in the fairy world, why are you still eating and drinking here with your brother?"

"Really! My old friend is very famous, his surname is Su Mingjue, the number one immortal in the world!"

Su Jue, courtesy name Yuheng.

Mr. Yuheng.It is really famous, and no one knows it.

Xia Ji suppressed his smile, thinking that the child was talking nonsense.In order to cultivate immortality, his father abandoned his wife and son, and became a fairy queen after enlightenment. I am afraid that he is even more heartless and ruthless. How could he talk about "old friends".

"Oh, I know you don't believe me." Xiao Qi rested her chin on her hand, blinked her big eyes, and recalled the past, "Back then, I hunted down an evil spirit with Siwushen, and almost caught the evil spirit. That buddy, the Emperor of Heaven, may have been in a hurry, and suddenly struck out a few bolts of thunder."

Xiao Qi spread his hands: "Hey, one of them was not right, and we were knocked down from the fairyland. I have to say, the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven are really not sure."

Seeing Xiao Qi's serious appearance, Xia Ji couldn't help but find it funny, and couldn't help teasing him, "Xiao Xianjun has descended to earth, why don't he go to heaven?"

"The evil spirit took the opportunity to escape to the mortal world. The Emperor of Heaven has spoken. If you don't catch the evil spirit, you can't go back! So I wandered around the world with the four martial god brothers, and finally found a clue..." Xiao Qi sparkled His eyes fell on Xie Wei, and the topic changed, "Brother, why are you keeping your head down all the time?"

Saying that, Xiao Qi reached out to lift Xie Wei's hood, wanting to see the true face in the shadows.

The next moment, two hands grabbed Xiao Qi's hand.

One belongs to Xie Wei, and the other belongs to Xia Ji.

Xie Wei still lowered his head, his eyes were calm, but Xia Ji was ignited, changed his gentleness just now, and said coldly: "What are you doing?"

No one knew that the young man who was burned by the evil spirit lost his mind and went mad again and again to dig his own scars with a dagger.Vulnerable, afraid of the sun, afraid of the night, afraid of myself.

It was a time that no one knew, buried by snow and treasured by wind.

Xia Ji worked so hard to mend Xie Wei's heart, how could she tolerate other people's scars being exposed to the sun.

Xiao Qi said weakly: "I just want to see what my brother looks like..."

Xia Ji let go, his face still indifferent, "You don't care about killing and setting fire, but you are not allowed to touch him."

Xie Wei didn't expect Xia Ji's reaction to be so strong, so he coughed lightly, "Calm down, it's okay."

Xia Ji snorted softly, grabbed Xie Wei's left hand that was placed on the table, and muttered softly: "My senior brother, only let me touch it."

Xie Wei couldn't help but tugged at the corner of her mouth, and clasped Xia Ji's hand.

Xiao Qi's face suddenly changed, he tightly covered the place where Xie Wei had just grabbed, and the aura around him was magnified thousands of times in an instant, with the potential to sweep across the wasteland.

Shocked, Xia Ji quickly transferred his spiritual power to Xie Wei, but he felt a strange spiritual power entering his body... Xie Wei had exactly the same idea as him.

Xia Ji couldn't help pulling the corners of his mouth lightly.

The Zuiqiong Tower collapsed in an instant, and Xiao Er, who was carrying the plate, was directly slapped into the wall with strong force, spurting a mouthful of blood.

"Which grandson! Tired of fucking work?!"

"Wait a minute... this aura... seems very familiar! It's... it's Lord Mo Shang!"

"My lord, my lord!"

The seven-year-old child's face was in pain, festering from the branding iron's brand appeared on his arm, and faint flames danced on the bright red wound.He let out a roar of pain, and suddenly tore off his entire right arm, leaning on the corner of the table, his face was as white as paper, and his head was covered with cold sweat.

"My lord, my lord..." Just now, the little devils yelled loudly, their legs went limp, and they knelt down, trembling while hugging the child's legs, "My lord...we didn't know it was you..."

The child was holding the corner of the table, as if he was enduring great pain, his brows were furrowed, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Get out!"

The little ghosts quickly let go and knelt aside.

After the pain passed, the child gradually turned into a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, with a flamboyant red dress, a handsome appearance, a slender and tall stature, and a fierce aura exuding from his whole body.

That pair of blue eyes that were as pale as glass fell on Xie Wei, and he said slowly: "What's the use of entering my ghost world?"

From the moment Xie Wei entered the door, she thought over and over the origins of the people present, wanting to see if there was a ghost king.What a coincidence, the little beggar sitting in front of him eating and drinking was transformed by the ghost king.

Xie Wei said: "I'm ashamed to say, I once traded a strand of soul for the jade in Shadow's hand, and now I'm chattering in the ghost world because I want to get that strand of soul back."

Mo Shangjun pulled out a new right arm, and sneered slightly: "The deal is done, so why go back on it? Are all human beings like this?"

Xie Wei said: "But that jade was originally mine. He stole my things and exchanged for a strand of my soul. The shadow guard under the Ghost King's Throne is quite shrewd... I don't know who I learned from."

The shadow under the ghost king's seat, who else can learn from him except the ghost king?

Mo Shangjun's expression turned cold, and he said to the little ghost, "Is there such a thing?"

The little ghost trembled and said: "It is true. The day before yesterday, my subordinates passed by Baihua Street and heard a shadow that had transformed into a shape and talked about it loudly. He said, he said that there are people in the world who are willing to exchange their souls for jade, really... "

Xia Ji played with the white jade wine glass, raised his eyebrows, and said coldly, "What is it? Continue."

He said "go on," but his face clearly said "say one more word, and I'll give you death."

Forced by the overwhelming aura, the little ghost dared not open his mouth, but after thinking about it, this is his own owner's territory, what are he afraid of, so he stretched his neck and said loudly: "It's really better than the mine owner's stupid girl!" Even more stupid!"

"Bang." The wine glass was crushed.

Xie Wei thought it was nothing at first, she did everything, so she was afraid of what others would say.But when someone said it face to face, he still coughed in embarrassment.

Xia Ji's face was as frosty as snow, staring at the brat.Xie Wei spread Xia Ji's palm and brushed away the crumbs from the wine glass.

Mo Shangjun ordered the little ghost to look for the shadow, turned around and couldn't help looking at Xie Wei more, closed his eyes, and said: "Your Excellency's soul will be found in a few days, before that, I will trouble you to help me." A little favor."

Before Xie Wei could answer, Xia Ji said first: "Just now, that brat who talked too much asked me to stab him to relieve his anger, and we will help you."

Xie Wei hurriedly said: "Wait, it's just telling the truth, besides, I don't take it to heart, little brother, you still..."

Xia Ji stared at Xie Wei coolly, his eyes narrowed into a dangerous crescent shape.

Xie Wei: "Poke it!" She really has no position.

That little ghost was very calm, the master was the king of all ghosts, he couldn't tolerate people wantonly in his territory, how could he allow a human to stab him in the face?

Unexpectedly, Mo Shangjun put the Yingxue Knife on the table, "Lend it to you."

Xia Ji said thank you, stabbed the little devil with a face full of disbelief, and immediately felt much better.

Mo Shangjun withdrew the Yingxue Knife, his eyes flashed a bit dignified.Yingxue Dao Dao Soul is willful and stubborn, and if it is used forcibly, it will be backlashed.There are only two situations in which the Sakura Snow Knife can be used safely, one is when the strength is absolutely suppressed and has to submit, and the other is...willing to use it for it.

Mo Shangjun explained, and sent Xie Wei and Xia Ji into the Wind Cave.

Mo Shangjun walked towards the second floor of Zuiqiong Tower, and the coercion of the first floor disappeared and the bustle returned.He stroked Yingxue Dao, and asked: "Why didn't you turn back on that person?"

Yingxue Daohun made a childish voice: "Xiao Qi doesn't want to listen to you, and you don't buy candied haws for Xiao Qi."

"Let's think about it, that person didn't buy candied haws for you."

"But Brother Xia Ji planned to buy it for me, but you never planned to buy it for me."

Mo Shangjun didn't want to continue the conversation, so he made a trick to make the sword soul fall asleep.Mo Shangjun and Yingxue Knife have practiced together for thousands of years, Mo Shangjun's cultivation is getting deeper and deeper, and Yingxue Knife has cultivated the sword soul. The two have the same soul and soul, live and die together, and can use each other's body at will.

Xiao Qi sighed softly before falling asleep: "My lord is really annoying, especially my lord's name is Mo Shang..."