Suzhou Mengchang

As the sun came out, Zixun sat in front of the desk and flipped through a recent book, while Mo Yizhi was sitting drinking tea and flipping through books. The sun slid on the clothes from the outside, and it was quiet.

A woman's voice sounded from outside the door, slightly anxious.

"Fox Emperor Hu Jun, Ruoqing has something to report."

"What's the matter?" Zixun asked from inside the house.

"I inspected it this morning, there is a white nettle growing on the top of Yunqiu Mountain, and I am here to tell you." Ruoqing replied outside the house.

Everyone in the room heard Ruoqing's answer, Mo Yizhi put down the letter in his hand and looked at Zixun: "Jiao'e, what is the white nettle?"

"My lord, it takes about 5 years for the white nettle to grow into a single plant. It also takes these 5 years of good weather and no disasters or harm. The return to spirit pill that saved your life earlier was based on the only white nettle in Wuya as an introduction. "

"Is it 5 years old according to the last one?"

"It's only been 300 years, and I don't know why. Ruoqing is the spirit fox guarding the white nettle grass in Yunqiu Mountain. Since she said so, she still has to go and see. Fortunately, Yunqiu Mountain is not far away, and before the sun goes down And come back."

After Zixun finished speaking to Mo Yizhi, he turned to Ruoqing outside the door and said, "I'll go take a look with you right away."

"This matter, this matter should be handled by the Fox Emperor." Ruoqing outside the door said cautiously.

"You are too courageous." Zixun immediately reprimanded and dismissed it.

"Ruoqing dare not." Hearing the people outside the house kneel down with a plop.

Mo Yizhi stood up and straightened his clothes: "I didn't own the one before, so I should go and have a look. Besides, now that I'm the Fox Emperor, I can't push everything into your hands."

Zixun was a little startled by Mo Yizhi's uncharacteristic behavior, but became overjoyed.

The master finally recognized himself as the Wuya Mountain Fox Emperor, Zixun took out a snow-white cloak and walked to Mo Yizhi.

"The sun is warm here, but it's still very cold outside." After speaking, he put on a cloak for Mo Yizhi with a smile on his face.

"Young master has improved a lot now." Zixun couldn't help but praise.

"It's all Jiao'e's best." Mo Yizhi Zhao Zixun made a series, and now he has done a full set of tricks like this.

Mo Yizhi lifted the curtain and went out, with a snow-white cloak hanging down, he said to Ruoqing who was kneeling on the ground: "Ruoqing leads the way."

"Yes, Fox Emperor."

About Mo Yizhi walked for a while, the weather changed suddenly, and it snowed for a while suddenly, and Zixun had read a lot of scriptures.

Another person came to report from outside, and the voice was anxious.Zixun thought to himself that today is really lively.

"What's the matter?" Zi Xun asked.

"Golden Qilin and a group of immortal soldiers gathered at the foot of the mountain, coming fiercely."

The son couldn't find the other party to finish speaking, so he rushed out of the door and walked down the mountain.

Zixun walked quickly on the road, his white clothes picked up a few fluffy snow on the ground, the color of his clothes and the color of the snow all over the mountain were imprinted, and the clansmen at the door hurriedly followed Zixun's footsteps.

Down the mountain, beside the stone bridge.

The whole army of golden unicorns pressed down on the mountain, waiting in strict formation on the bleak whiteness. Bai Zhi, in light blue uniform, stood at the head of the golden unicorns.

Zixun adjusted his breathing secretly, his movements were as frivolous as usual, and he walked to Bai Zhi's side with a smile: "Isn't this the golden unicorn general Bai Zhi, sister, why do you have time to come to our Wuya?"

"Su Muli of Nanxing Palace was seriously injured by your clansmen here, and was ordered to take Fox Emperor Mo Yizhi back to Tiangong for punishment." Bai Zhi didn't look at Zixun.

The corners of Zixun's eyes twitched slightly, thinking in his mind that Wuya's people must be no match for the Golden Qilin, and now Jiuchongtian is just joining forces to play a show and get a name to punish Mo Yizhi, and he must not hand over the dumb in the family.

"Sister Baizhi's words are ridiculous. We have nothing to do with Su Mu, why hurt her?"

"Golden Qilin arrests people according to the order of the sky. If you don't see Mo Yizhi, you will violate the order. You will fight against the whole mountain of Wuya. Hu Jun, you can decide whether to hand over people." Bai Zhi stood among the golden unicorn generals. Keep an eye on Zixun.

"The shore of the land, could it be the king's ministers. Tiangong is still as straightforward to us as it was more than 100 years ago." Zixun looked back at Baizhi's eyes without avoiding them.

More than 100 years ago, the Wuya Fox Emperor died in death.

More than 100 years later, Tiangong still did not let go of the current Wuya Fox Emperor.

"I was the one who hurt Su Muli. If you take someone away, take me back. Just one sentence, it has nothing to do with my Wuya people." He pleaded guilty to the trumped-up charges and only wanted the matter to be settled.

White clothes with snow, with a chill, with determination and killing intent.

The Wuya Mountain range is winding, and it is thrilling to look at today's snow.

Bai Zhi paused for a moment without saying a word, she complied, then tied Zixun herself with a rope, turned her head to face the generals, and said, "Take Mr. Fox back to the Heavenly Palace."

When all the immortal soldiers were about to leave, Tu Qiping was just arriving, and trotted to Bai Zhi's side, whispering in his ear, with a sneer on his face.

Afterwards, Bai Zhi issued another order to the generals: "Wuya Mountain Fox Lord disobeyed the order, Jin Qilin will fight against Wuya Mountain."

"Yes." All the generals responded in unison.

Under the order of Bai Zhi, the Jin Qilin Haohao Tang Tang Qi army entered the mountain, walked through the snow, and headed towards the tribes of Wuya Mountain.

"Baizhi, what do you dare to do?" Zixun was trapped in the rope, the more he struggled, the tighter he was bound.The body-binding rope is Bai Zhi's carry-on, in the body-binding rope, the higher the spiritual power, the harder the struggle will be, the tighter the bondage will be.

"Bai Zhi, since Jin Qilin agreed to me, how can he go back on his word!" Zi Xun roared while straining the veins in his neck.

"Bai Zhi, I wish you the whole army of golden unicorns with no souls and no bones left!" His eyes were already fiery red, and his lips were bloody red from being bitten by teeth.

After thousands of years, how did Wuya Mountain get to this point?

Is he overestimating the hearts of the immortals, or is he protecting Mo Yizhi too much?

It was too late and there was nothing else to do.

The people of Wuya Mountain will fight to the death, and in the end, they will die with all their might.

It is the panic and crying all over the mountains and plains, and the ghosts of the night walk through Huangquan and step on the ground.The ink is dry, the inkstone is broken, there will be no papers to review in the future, and the new tea brought back for Mo Yizhi a few days ago will never be boiled again.

Dead bodies litter the fields, and blood will flow into the snow, melt away, and be carved into the bones.

Zixun stretched his veins and stared at Bai Zhi, hysterical like never before, and he didn't look the same as usual.

Baizhi didn't respond, so she took a ride on a piece of cloud and went up to the ninth heaven.

The sound of rampage and killing could not be heard in Yunxiao, but it seemed that the wailing of the tribesmen could be heard clearly, and the bloodstains could be seen slowly smearing, and the pool of whiteness was dyed into a dazzling blood red.

Standing on the cloud, Zixun recalled the vision in front of the blessing tree, he saw heavy snow on the mountain, and the bones of the Wuya clan were everywhere.

It seemed that everything had been foreshadowed, but he didn't have time.

Zixun lowered his head, staring blankly at the direction of Wuya Mountain under the clouds, his long hair floating in the clouds.

In a trance, his face was full of tears.

He used to like to laugh the most, real, fake, crazy, crazy, seductive, demon, sweet, bitter.

Now I know that crying is easier, laughing is the mood, and crying is the end.

There is no more coquettish and frivolous look in this skin, no seductive eyes, no teasing clothes, no ripples, no smiles.

The closer the killing is, the more frightening it becomes, and Wuya Mountain becomes more distant and blurred.

Zixun suddenly knelt on the cloud, raised his head and sobbed loudly. His chest, which was bound by the rope around his body, could be seen heaving and twitching.

A lot of them came out, like water droplets, and hit the white clothes and the sky.

Powerless, hopeless.

Then there was silence, the silence of emptiness in the eyes of the mortal world.

As if back in childhood, he asked his mother, where is his father?

As if going back to the past, he swore that he would use his whole life to protect Wuya Mountain.

Now it's dead silent.

Wet, freezing, long, cold, and covered with moss.

Everyone lives for one thing, if this thing is gone, life or death is meaningless.

Because he is no longer him, it doesn't matter who he is anymore.

There's nothing left.

Rebirth and death are useless.

There are still spring, summer, autumn and winter, there are still birth, old age, sickness and death, and there are still joys and sorrows.

It's just that from now on, there will be no more Wu Ya, no more Mr. Hu.

"Ruoqing, what are you hiding?"

It's not too far from Wuya Mountain to Yunqiu Mountain, but Ruoqing rested again and again. She was in a hurry to report about the white nettle grass. At this time, she was uncharacteristically suspicious, and Mo Yizhi directly questioned her.

"Ruoqing dare not." She still looked cautious.

"Say it." Mo Yizhi didn't give her any room anymore, he knew that if Ruoqing refused to speak, the situation must be serious.This matter, he must know.

Mo Yizhi was standing in the snow wearing a white cloak, without a knife or a sword, but it was colder than the snow mountain, which made people chill.

Ruoqing knelt at Mo Yizhi's feet, looked up and looked like a god.

"Fox Emperor, I beg you, don't go back to the mountain, don't go back to the mountain!" Ruo Qing trembled all over.

Mo Yizhi immediately bent down, grabbed Ruoqing's collar tightly, his eyes were like demons, and said angrily: "Who moved Wu Ya?"

"Golden Qilin of the Nine Heavens." Ruoqing burst into tears.

Mo Yizhi loosened Ruoqing's collar and wanted to leave, but Ruoqing knelt down and grabbed Mo Yizhi's shirt, crying and begging: "Fox Emperor, don't go back to the mountain! Ruoqing begs you not to go back to the mountain!"

"When you stopped me at this time, did you ever think about the people of Wuya? Do you know what kind of danger Lord Fox is in?" Mo Yizhi red-eyed and didn't turn his head.

After finishing speaking, Ruoqing let go of her hand, lay down on the snow and began to cry.

After a while, Mo Yizhi hurried back to Wuya Mountain.

Mo Yizhi originally had his eyebrows frowned, seeing Wuya all over the mountain, his eyes flickered at this moment, a trace of confusion flashed across, and his color disappeared.

The mountains were covered with blood, and the bones were everywhere.The mountain was covered with blood, and the bones were everywhere.

It has never been so quiet, as if you can hear the swaying of the cave fire in the underworld, as if you can see a flower from the other side pulling countless souls.

Jiao E?Jiao'e!

Mo Yizhi's first reaction was, Jiao'e, where are you?

Stepping on the snow, walking across the mountains, but not seeing half of him.

Jiu Chongtian treated Wu Yashan like this, he hated himself for not standing by his side!

Nine Heavens!Yes, he wants to ask the important person in the Nine Heavens!

It is the Nine Heavens, the Nanxing Palace.

The medicine doctor came over to check Su Muli's secondary pulse again, and then said to Huansheng: "It has stabilized a little, but after all, it hurts the pulse and I can't wake up for a while."

"Then thank the doctor." Huansheng nodded.

"Xianjun, Wuya Mountain is involved in this matter. At this time, Mr. Hu has been brought to Beichen Palace by Bai Zhi. You have to find out who the person who hurt your apprentice is?" the doctor said seriously.

"You and I don't know who Mu Li was hurt by?"

"This... I'm leaving." The medicine doctor left Nanxing Palace with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Seeing the medicine doctor leave, Nan Sang hurried back to the house.

"Master, how is sister Li?"

"It's all right."

Huansheng paused for a moment and asked again: "The one who hurt Muli is Wuyashan's generation, is it true?"

"Sure...seriously." Nan Sang had no doubts on his face, but he hesitated and said: "The man covered himself tightly, came out of Wuya Mountain, stabbed sister Li in the chest at the stone bridge, and then escaped. Fortunately, Sister Bai Zhi made it in time so that no major accidents would happen."

"Baizhi." Huansheng read silently.

The author has something to say:

Hugging the fox and not letting go, kissing and hugging it high.Kill all the bad guys.