After rebirth, the master became the white moonlight

Dongxi got up and patted the ashes on his clothes, and said happily: "The sword of the demon king is called 'Yunlang Ghost Tooth', I have heard of it, I have heard of it!"

"But, that sword has been lost. Didn't the people in Pingzhou City search for it for five years and couldn't find it?" Fang Yuan recalled carefully, it should have been lost in Xiaoshan five years ago, since he woke up He has never seen this sword again. He tried to summon it once before but failed. Anyway, the sword has a lot of ideas. He didn't listen to him very much before, and now it seems to have disappeared.

Dongxi shook his head: "No! Yunlang Ghost Tooth is made of refined iron thrown into magma, filled with devilish energy, connected with the devilish energy in your body, once you recognize the master, it will transform into invisible, no will be lost."

"speak English."

"That means you can summon it at any time."

"I summoned it, and it never came out."

The little white face of Dongxi smiled: "If your heart is true, your intention must be sincere, and the sword also has spiritual consciousness."

Fang Yuan half-believed: "Okay." He closed his eyes and concentrated, spread his right hand to gather Qi, a small snake formed from purple Qi wrapped around his hand, stretched his body forward along his hand, and gave a cold look. Flashed into a black sword.

Opening his eyes and seeing the sword in his hand, Fang Yuan smiled wryly: "It's okay, I think you don't have much spiritual knowledge, but your temper is really not small." He looked at the messenger, "It's just that I don't understand. I have the same vein, why does Zhaoshi recognize it but not me?"

"Although they are of the same vein, sword qi and human beings are still different after all."

Fang Yuan let go, and the black sword flew over as if there was some guidance. The moment the tip of the sword touched the barrier, Zhao Shi felt a sense, and made a slight sword sound. The sword body shook violently, and the barrier around Xiao Zijun began to dissipate. .

The enchantment dissipated, Fang Yuan flashed quickly, and lightly hugged Xiao Zijun's shoulder, and he fell into his arms.Fang Yuan wrapped his arms around his neck, with the other under his knees, walked out with the whole person in his arms.

"Things, take the sword."

When Fang Yuan went out, Zhong Liyi squatted at the door to tease the cat, and only stood up when he saw him come out.The person in Fang Yuan's arms was still awake, so he had no time to talk to him, so he walked past him.

"I said it was a misunderstanding. Maybe the sword has not been opened for many years, and I can't say for sure if I hurt myself."

"Zhong Lijing is in my hands, I will find out if there is a misunderstanding."

"Then the deal between us..."

Fang Yuan paused, even though he was holding Xiao Zijun, his hands were still very flexible. He turned his head to look at the little disciple behind Zhong Liyi, and gave him a hook. All the devilish energy was sucked out of his body and melted into Fang Yuan's hands. .

The devilish energy stayed in his body for half a day, half-melted with his own spiritual power, Fang Yuan sucked away the devilish energy and also sucked away the spiritual energy, the little disciple immediately collapsed, fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

"I declare that the transaction is over, and I will take the person away." Before Zhong Liyi could respond, Fang Yuan took the person away.

Zhong Liyi squatted down, and without looking at the people on the ground, he picked up the cat's two front paws and picked it up: "This Fang Yuan is really getting more and more arrogant."

Fang Yuan hugged Xiao Zijun and went straight to the bedroom, put him on the bed, pulled off the quilt and covered him up.

"The barrier is broken, why are people still awake?" Fang Yuan was a little anxious.

"It's normal to be weak if you use too much force. You don't have to worry too much. These two swords..."

Fang Yuan lowered his head, and dragged two swords on the ground with a rope, one was cold and the other was hot. The thing was afraid of inadvertently hurting himself, so he dragged it all the way back with the rope.

Fang Yuan bent down to pick it up, put the white sword on the table, then threw the black sword into the stove with purple fire.

"This……"

"Playing with me and wanting to lie down comfortably, isn't it made of magma? Don't worry, it won't burn out." Fang Yuan saw that the person on the bed was still sleeping peacefully, and said to him, "The messenger in front of the palace , tell him to come to me, and I will wait for him in the hall."

The thing was conveyed to Tong Shi, he was busy like a rabbit, and when he ran to the main hall with small steps, Fang Yuan was already there, with his hands behind his back and his head raised, he didn't know what he was looking at.

"Your Majesty looking for me?"

Fang Yuan turned around when he heard the voice.

The envoy said: "I heard that your majesty rescued the man today. If that's the case, why bother?"

"At the beginning, I just didn't want to embarrass my master. I was too confident and didn't think carefully. Don't talk about this, I have something to ask you for."

Tong Shi lowered his head and waited for him to continue, Fang Yuan continued: "Five years ago, I thought I would be forever silenced in the dark, but I didn't expect it to be like this now. Now that I'm awake, there are certain things I have to understand." Figure it out."

"Your Majesty, are you talking about the cause of Young Master Xuanwen's death?"

Fang Yuan said: "Brother's matter must be investigated, but my doubts are far more than these. I have always had a question, where does the devilish energy come from, and how to choose a king?"

"Naturally, it exists when the sky is opened, and the man who is destined is the king."

"The man who is destined to be the king, how can it be possible." If it is the man who is destined, how can the person who fell into the devil in the previous life be his master?

The envoy said firmly: "You can't be wrong, the black sword in your hand is a key to the demonic energy. When the sword was completed a hundred years ago, it gathered the demonic energy of the world. The demonic energy chose the sword master as the king. Later, due to various reasons, the magic energy was sealed. Junshang’s mother was the successor of the sword casting, and she also opened the magic energy again, but she sealed the sword again with her own power in a short period of time, until the king sealed it in Jiangbei. untie."

"So, when we came back from Jiangbei, there was a magic movement in Heqingshan. Is it because I untied that sword?"

"good."

Fang Yuan asked: "Doesn't that mean that whoever gets the sword is the candidate for the Demon Lord?"

"That's true, but no one can untie that sword except you, so no one else can become the Demon Lord. Isn't this a destined person?"

Fang Yuan was agitated, and blurted out: "But my master respects him..." He was a little hesitant when he said the words, because the matter was twisted one after another, and he might not believe it if he said it.

Tongshi smiled: "If you have something to say, you can just say it directly. Tongshi has a special status and lives and dies with the devil, so you don't have to have any scruples."

Fang Yuan thought for a moment: "I don't intend to hide it from you. Since I want to know, I might as well tell you directly. Believe it or not, I am actually a reborn person."

"A reborn person? The art of rebirth? I've heard of it."

"That's good," Fang Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, "The Demon Lord of the previous life was not me, but my master. This is my biggest doubt all the time. What happened in the middle? What also puzzles me is why I didn't Memories of the previous life."

He paced around the hall, "To be precise, I happen to have no memory of the past few years since I was reborn."

The purple fire flickered in the hall, Tong Shi remained silent, thinking about what Fang Yuan said.

"I'm telling you this just to ask you if there is any way for me to see the whole picture of my previous life?"

Tong Shi was startled by Fang Yuan's words, his body trembled, his head was almost buried in his neck: "Life and death are fates, and one life is one life. You think that the last life is against the sky!"

"Defying the sky? People can't be resurrected after death. I'm already a reborn person. Isn't it a matter of defying the heavens? Why not take a look at it?"

Tong Shi's head shook like a rattle: "But it's too risky to spy on the previous life. Things have come to this point, isn't it good to live like this?"

A small cluster of flames was ignited in Fang Yuan's eyes, "You really know how to do it."

"I... Your Majesty, even if I know, telling you, it will be useless."

"Let's hear it."

"It is indeed recorded that there is a 'peeping mirror' in the world that can see the past and the future, but it is only a record, and no one has ever seen it."

Fang Yuan sat on the chair, leaned his head on the back of the chair, and wanted to say something, when the envoy suddenly ran in from outside the hall.

"My lord—"

Tongshi gave him a sideways glance: "The messenger of things is a little presumptuous, your majesty didn't let you in, and even yelled."

Shi Shi scratched his head in embarrassment: "In a moment of excitement, I forgot to report."

"what happened?"

"Wake up, people wake up."

Fang Yuan stood up abruptly, walked out following the things, and paused for a moment when he reached Tong Shi's side: "Go and find me the record about the 'World Peeping Mirror', and help me check one more thing, Who has been to Chengbei Village recently, and who has moved the villagers' corpses away."

After explaining clearly, Fang Yuan left the palace door and walked towards the bedroom.

Xiao Zijun woke up, sitting on the bed and cleaning his sword.Fang Yuan went in and sent everyone out, and sat by the bed by himself: "Master."

Xiao Zijun hummed, and the two of them fell silent suddenly. Fang Yuan didn't want to talk about today's matter, and he had nothing to say for a while, so he simply stopped talking and looked at him with a slight smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Zijun asked him.

"I want to hug Master, is that okay?" He leaned closer and hugged the person in front of him, "It's really nice. Does Master know, I've been thinking about this moment every day, until now it's finally come true. Now I have the ability to protect you, but I didn't protect you well, Master, I'm sorry..."

He turned his face and kissed Xiao Zijun's tender cheek: "There will never be a next time."

Fang Yuan let go of Xiao Zijun, and plucked his hair from his forehead. For some reason, even if the person in front of him was sitting there without saying a word, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up. Light, no matter it is day or night, can always brighten Fang Yuan from the bottom of his heart.

"Where have you been these past few years?" Xiao Zijun asked slowly, he looked at Fang Yuan's face, although he was a little charming, his eyes were still as clear as before.

Fang Yuan said that when he took Xiao Zijun home, he would tell him everything.

He didn't hide anything, he opened up and said: "The devilish energy on Heqing Mountain was aroused by me, and I recognized me as the master. The devilish energy was too powerful, and I couldn't fully absorb it for a while, so I slept for five years. Although I slept for a long time, But I came to you as soon as I woke up, and I swear I didn't delay at all."

Xiao Zijun's face darkened, he knew how difficult it is to maintain the current clarity when the devilish energy enters his body, but Fang Yuan said it calmly, with a smile on his face, as if he was talking about something everyday. For small things, I put my three fingers together to make an oath, and I want to make myself happy.

Feeling distressed in his heart, he pressed Xia Yuan's sworn hand, and suddenly kissed Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan's eyes widened, his whole body froze, and he was stunned for half a second before realizing what happened.He closed his eyes and kissed back, ecstatic in his heart, releasing the emotions he had suppressed for five years.

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