Plug your head full of hairpin flowers

Xin, took a step forward, just like when he reached out to catch Zhanli, but...

This time, there was nothing in the arms.

"This position should be where you stood initially."

Zi Sui turned around.Facing his direction, he laughed and spread his hands: "So what, I can't remember which direction I attacked."

When he was full of evil spirits, he attacked from all directions, and he couldn't control the landing point at all. Where he hit was all luck. If he was asked to do it all over again, where would the chance come from?

Zhan Li frowned deeply when he heard this, clenched his hands tightly, and cursed "Damn" in a low voice, what should we do now, wait to die?

Seeing the turbulence of the formation intensified, and it was about to collapse, Zi Chong suddenly smiled brightly and brilliantly, revealing a little cunning and playfulness like a boy: "I lied to you."

"what?"

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhanli's side: "There."

Zhan Li was so angry that he gritted his teeth, moved towards the direction he pointed, and stretched out his finger to directly opposite him: "Then, the gate of life is here."

☆, life and death together

The formation was finally unbearable, and with the final sound of glass breaking, it collapsed. Zisong turned around gracefully, struck out with evil spirits, and blasted a series of explosions at the Shengmen. His ears were hurting, his head was buzzing, and his bruised body was hard to support, making him unable to react as quickly as possible. Seeing this, Zi Sui jumped up from the ground, and leaped over like an arrow from the string. Hugged him: "Zhanli!"

He roared in pain, the forbidden corrosion squeaked, and the black mist tightly bound them, the gods and ghosts——

"If you want to die, die together, if you want to walk together!"

Zhanli couldn't struggle, and a "Zi Shou" was still stuck in his throat. The dazzling white light dazzled his eyes for a moment, as if he was snow blind in the knee-high snow. He felt that his viscera were about to be squeezed out, and his mind was filled with the tragedy of Ning Zhan when he died.

When he regained his composure, he opened his eyes and was already on top of the boulder in the pool.

"Zi Sui!"

He turned his head and was surprised to see Zisong lying on the boulder, the splash of water from the low waterfall wetted the corner of his clothes, his whole chest and arms were covered with black smoke, it was corrosion caused by the prohibition, and he was already in a coma In the past, however, he suffered from the restrictions of the prohibition, and he couldn't even step forward!

"Damn...!" For the first time, he felt that this restriction might not be a good thing!

"Shenjun!" Lu Xuanzhi's heart had been hanging up and down for a long time. He was relieved to see the two gods finally broke out. He gasped in his heart again, "This...what's going on here?"

Zhan Li gritted his teeth anxiously, his nails sank deep into his flesh and blood, and he obviously couldn't wait to get closer, but he couldn't take a step. This feeling is no different from torture!

"It's a ban! A wicked king was worried that he would hurt me, so he put a ban on me to guard against him, and it turned out..." He actually made him like this. It is conceivable that when Fengxue was under the ban, it was He really planned to kill Zisong, a god-slaying boy.

However, he lost all his powers, but he couldn't do anything, so he turned his head and said, "Is there a way for Master Lu? Will he die?"

Lu Xuanzhi looked at him with a sullen face, and suddenly said: "This is not the first time that Sha Tong has entered and exited the world to kill people. The world is powerless to resist. The gods are envoys of the fairy court, so why..."

Not only did he not eliminate harm for the people, but he also tried to save such a demon?

Zhan Li choked, and lowered his head. For some reason, he felt a heavy sense of guilt in his heart. After a long time, he said, "Don't worry, Master Lu. It's not that the time has not come. Sin cannot be escaped. It's just that it's not now, wait, wait, I will give justice to this world."

Only then did Lu Xuanzhi sigh deeply, and bowed to praise instead. He said in an old and withered voice: "The god knows justice, and I admire it. In the future, please remember what he said and give me justice in the world."

After finishing speaking, he took a few steps forward, turned his head and asked, "If the restraint on Shenjun is released, does Shenjun mind?"

When Zisong woke up, the moonlight was westward, and his body was warm, and he realized that he was lying on Zhanli's back in the blink of an eye, and subconsciously leaned back, so startled that his volume was raised three degrees: "You...!"

Zhanli recuperated a bit and was in good condition, so he still had the strength to walk this way with Zisong on his back, but now, he was unavoidably anxious: "What's the matter, come down if you can walk."

He immediately tightened his neck: "It's not good, I can't go."

"You...! Think beautifully!"

No matter how tightly Zisong tightened his grip, Zhan Li couldn't help but let go, he had to go by himself.

Immediately, there was a "tss": "Where is your restriction? Where are we going?"

"You were seriously injured by the ban, so I had no choice but to ask Master Lu to bring out the forbidden evil energy on me to help you recover. It can also be considered that the evil Lord Fengxuetai saved your life." Zisong is taller than Zhanli It was not easy to carry him all the way. Zhanli rubbed his sore shoulders and lower back with difficulty, and then continued to answer, "Let's continue to walk in the direction of Penglai."

"What about Xinting, don't you care?"

Hearing this, Zhanli thought of the desolate corpse on the vast snowy ground, his eyes froze, and he sighed inaudibly: "It doesn't matter, I can't care, Xinting broke the formation by himself and escaped from Heming Mountain, he said He will solve it by himself, and it is not up to outsiders to intervene in other people's family affairs."

Zisong sneered, his face full of contempt: "Shangshen realizes that it's not your turn to intervene as an outsider at this time? Why, before going up the mountain, the one who vowed to ask for someone, isn't it you, Shangshen?"

He paused, coughed lightly, turned his face away, and couldn't think of anything to refute for a moment.

It is true that his purpose of going up the mountain was to take Xinting away, because he believed that Xinting was not someone who would deceive teachers and destroy ancestors.

Moreover, Xinting is indeed not considered a heinous crime of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors.

For the first time, he realized that things in this world were complicated and not black and white.

There was a layer of dust in between.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zisong even twitched the corners of his lips to reveal the tiny canine tooth: "Did God see the death of Ning Shiren? You said Xinting, was it wrong or right? He killed the dead man with his own hands. After killing his senior brother, Lu Xuanzhi is not innocent of chasing and killing him for 60 years, but if he doesn't do anything, then Ning Shiren will surely die, what about God, what will God do? If God is Xinting, he will just watch Is it painful to watch him bleed to death, or give him a pleasure with my own hands?"

He suddenly clenched his hands tightly, and then let them go suddenly, with a faint smile, against the gentle morning light: "If I were Xinting, if you were Ning Shiren, who broke your bones, skinned you, and disemboweled you, you wouldn't be hurt!" It's someone else. Zi Chong, I will definitely kill you with my own hands. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Zisong was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing loudly, his obsidian-like pupils were like stars shining brightly: "Satisfied, satisfied!"

He immediately said nothing, turned around and only wanted to leave, but the tightly knit brows and eyes never relaxed from the beginning to the end.

After walking for three days, they arrived at Jinguan City.

As soon as I walked to the bustling gate of the city, I saw someone waiting at the gate of the city. The person was seven feet long, his hair was tied up in black silk, and his ordinary and ordinary face was very young. When he saw them, he bowed and smiled. All the five senses on his face were full of spring, and he stepped forward: "Are you two God Zhanli and God Zichong?"

The two subconsciously looked at each other, then nodded.

"That's it. The young one is the shopkeeper of Haoyulou. His surname should be Shiyu. He is waiting here by the order of the king of Beijiang. Haoyulou has already prepared food and wine. The two friends of the gods have arrived first." .”

The shopkeeper of Haoyu Tower is also the owner of Jinguan City. Over the years, he has been relying on his thunderous methods to spread the name of Jinguan City to everyone.

"The king of Northern Xinjiang...?" Zi Chong was taken aback, "Who is that friend?"

Zhanli guessed and knew that when the horse's belly was attacked, Qi Wuyi, who was unconscious all the time, obviously didn't leave an impression on Zi Sui, so he coughed lightly: "The one who was with Mr. Zhifeng Xiaodao. "

Zisong was even more stunned: "Who is Zhifeng Xiaodao Lord?"

Zhanli: ...

He didn't expect that Zhifeng Xiaodaojun, who had shown his face in front of Zisong, could not impress him. Seeing that the smile on Ying Shiyu's face gradually became stiff, he had to cough lightly again in embarrassment: "Forget it." , leave it alone."

After finishing speaking, he said to him again: "Since His Royal Highness and Shopkeeper Ying have a heart, please lead the way, thank you."

Only then did Ying Shiyu come back to his senses, and hurriedly lowered his waist, not daring to look directly into his gentle eyes that looked fairy-like: "Don't dare, please come with me, God Lord."

"Since His Highness has prepared food and drinks in advance, is he also in Jinguan City?" Has the rebuilding of Yandang Town been completed so soon?

He shook his head hastily: "Return to Shenjun, His Highness never got away, but he knew that the two Shenjun were going to pass by Jinguan City, so he specially sent a letter to let Haoyulou prepare in advance."

"Then... who is that friend?"

He was mysterious, turned around and smiled, and only said: "Shen Jun, don't be impatient, you will know when you get there."

As he spoke, he bent over and led the way.

Jinguan City is famous for its flowers, and the brocade weaving is even more unique. In addition, there are two other things that are very famous. One is the Haoyu Tower, which gathers music, dancers, actors, food and wine from all over the world. The thousand-mile flower path that runs through the entire Jinguan City in the north.

Both sides of Qianlihuadao are filled with flowers that are in full bloom. They are all kept in pots, and they are kept elsewhere on weekdays. After they bloom, they are moved and placed on the side of the road. There are flowers in full bloom, so there are different scenery every day throughout the year.

Zhanli and Zisong stood at the intersection of such a beautiful road surrounded by flowers.

As the saying goes, "good rain knows the season, when spring happens", the early spring has just passed the midsummer, and the pink peach blossoms that are only one person tall are mixed with low and colorful primroses, which outlines the most direct appearance of spring.

This world is so beautiful and full of flowers, Zhanli couldn't restrain his joy, so he just raised the corners of his lips slightly, that kind of natural gentleness turned into a kind of temperament that is floating in the world, it seems to have a layer on him If there seems to be no clear Buddha light.

Zi Song stood behind him and looked at him, and recalled the appearance of the boy in Tsing Yi standing next to the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and suddenly felt a certain despair in his heart.

Some people are born like him, they should be kind and gentle, while others are born like themselves, only worthy of struggling in the sea of ​​blood, even if their backgrounds are reversed, it is inappropriate.

This is fate, destiny.

Ha, but he is a man who does not believe in fate by nature.

Immediately stretching out his foot and kicking, Zhan Li lost all his power and was seriously injured. Unprepared, he was kicked and staggered: "What are you doing!"

Zi Sui snorted coldly, raised his long eyebrows, and wrote the word "uncomfortable" on his face simply and clearly: "Go to Haoyulou."

Instead of waiting for this fellow to watch the spring scenery here, he would rather go to the Haoyu Tower to see which mysterious person is waiting for them.

Ying Shiyu hurriedly went to the side to invite: "Shenjun, this way please."

Zhan Li glanced at him, and didn't bother to argue with him, it's better to say that he is also very weak now, so he could only put away his little joy of immersing himself in the world, and followed the little attendant to Haoyulou.

☆, step by step

Haoyulou is indeed the best in the world. The style and decoration are not comparable to the ordinary restaurants and music halls in the world. The actors and actresses are dancing on the dance floor in the middle of the hall. Tianqu "Nine Distinctions".

Ying Shiyu led them all the way to the highest private room, and as soon as he pushed the door and said "God please", there were already people with their backs to the door, enjoying the dance and drinking alone.

After all the calculations, I didn't expect that this so-called "friend" was actually Zen Lingzi!

Immediately, Zhan felt a sense of powerlessness: "Why are you here? Where is Qing Geng?"

This guy won't really stew Qinggeng, right?

Only then did Zen Lingzi reluctantly turn his eyes away from the good-looking actors, and to express his apology, he picked up a peach blossom from the flagon on the table and threw it on the stage, where the seductive actor who led the dance Accepted, and returned him a charming wink, then turned around, still holding a celadon wine glass in his hand, which matched his extraordinarily wild embroidered red dress, making him look like a A dandyish libertine who came to visit brothels.

He didn't answer Zhanli's words, but just shook the jug in his hand first: "The shopkeeper Ying really makes good wine, please trouble me to bring me another jug."

Ying Shiyu hurriedly bowed and said yes, then retreated out, and even closed the door behind him.

Chan Lingzi was only half leaning on the soft cushion, and almost had his legs crossed: "I'm sending you back to Jinli Mountain."

"So fast?"

"Although you have lost all your powers, young master, I can still control the wind by virtue of vanity. Why, don't you agree?" He raised his wine glass to toast, triumphantly, "If you don't accept it, you bite me."

... He really wanted to pour two hundred and fifty bottles of wine.

However, thanks to the good education of nearly a thousand years, Zhanli can turn a blind eye to the stupid things that Zen Lingzi does from time to time and the stupid words that blurt out, but...

Zi Sui didn't talk about upbringing and reasoning anymore, his eyesight was so quick that a glass of wine was already poured over him.

Zhan Li couldn't stop him, but saw Zen Lingzi flicked casually. As soon as the crisp sound of the piano sounded, the wine stagnated in mid-air, and then fell down and splashed all over the table.

Fortunately fortunately.

Biansheng Chan Lingzi shook his head and sighed: "Oh, it's a pity, it's a 18-year-old peach blossom brew. There are twelve flower brews in Haoyulou. They are made with seasonal flowers and must be sealed until the next day." It can only be drunk after 18 years, if it is not for the light of that hairy boy who has no clothes, we can drink less than [-] years old wine, it is a waste of waste."

Zhanli stretched out his hand to give Zisong a hand, and sat down together, then said very weakly: "...so why are you here?"

He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then he became serious, and put down the glass, Zhan Li couldn't adapt to the overly serious expression.

"After I sent Qing Geng, the mountain god hadn't returned yet, so I went to Fuzhou Mountain. But...the two mountain gods of Fuzhou Mountain and Jinli Mountain were both dead."

Zhanli was shocked: "What?"

Even Zi Chong couldn't help frowning and asked: "How come?"

"The two of you also know that alien beasts have always been independent of the three realms, and have no contact with the fairy court and the underworld. It can be regarded as well water does not violate the river water, and is under the jurisdiction of the mountain gods with peace of mind, but this time... first, the heels and the belly of the horse. The beast came out of the mountain inexplicably, and the mountain god was killed, there must be something strange about this matter."

Zhan Li narrowed his eyes, and his face became serious, showing a kind of aura that strangers should not get close to or profane: "Sure enough...we passed by Zhang'e Mountain later, and found that Ji and Bi Fang were in the same situation. It seems that there are real people , planning something, to release these beasts out of the mountain one by one."

It's just that things got complicated later on, and he didn't bother to go up to see the situation of the mountain god of Zhang'e Mountain. If he thought about it, he might have been murdered too.

Chan Lingzi didn't answer, but took another sip of wine, and then asked Zisong: "Why did you go to that small village to slaughter the village?"

Only then did Zi Sui think about it carefully: "The murderer committed a crime, and the ghost gate just opened, so he went out. Once out of the ghost gate, it was the small village infected with the plague."

"Haven't you ever suspected it?"

It was quite natural for him to spread his hands together: "I have the desire to kill, as long as someone kills me, why do I care so much?"

Zhanli: ...

Chan Lingzi sneered slightly: "Don't talk about him, didn't you doubt it yourself? You never thought about why you were sent to that mountain forest when you were in the lower realm?"

"I...? But I was sent to the lower realms by the masters personally, and I would go to a random place in the lower realms as a quasi-god..."

"Why are you so stupid? How important is it to send quasi-gods to cross the tribulation? How could they arrange a place for you so casually? It stands to reason that you will be sent to Jianmu in Duguangzhiye. "

Jianmu is the only passage connecting the human world and the fairy garden, and it is also the only way for him to go to the lower realm. In any case, he should not be sent to such a remote place.

Zhanli thought for a moment, and suddenly felt a headache, and even lowered his head, covering his head, as if something was stirring in his mind, and he was about to break out.

"Zhanli!"

Just as Zisong was about to reach out to help him, Chan Lingzi yelled: "Stay away from him!"

He sneered, muttered "Sure enough", then hugged the Wangxuqin by his side, followed the nine-discern tune played by the musicians in the hall, and a needle came out from the back of his head!

Zhan Li reached out and pulled out the needle from the back of his head, and the severe pain disappeared immediately. However, before he could see clearly, the needle dissipated with the wind like powder.

"This... what is this?"

Chan Lingzi put the Wangxuqin by his side again: "Needle. I don't know what it is, but I probably guess that you have no reason to doubt the things around you from the beginning to the end."

He stretched out his hand and pressed the back of his head, the needle tip was too thin, not even blood came out, let alone a wound, but...

Keeping a needle in my head that I don't know when it will go in is really not a big thing that can be turned into a small thing.

"What exactly is going on?"

Chan Lingzi didn't answer, but asked rhetorically: "Now, think about it again, why did you change your location in the lower realm, and why did you lure Zisong to the human world? And... it happened to be in front of you?"

Zhanli glanced at Zisong who stretched out his hand, wanted to help him but didn't dare, noticed that his eyes could only be belatedly withdrawing his hand, and said, "Someone is deliberately creating our reunion."

He chuckled, tore off that layer of serious skin, and in private was still the two hundred and five: "It's pretty smart."

"It should be easy for me to notice this suspicious point, but I didn't. Is it because of this needle?"

His thoughts and thoughts were actually limited by a needle?

"But...why?" Zisong felt that he was also plotted against, and this feeling made him very uncomfortable, and even a little anger appeared between his fisted fingers, "What good is it for me to reunite with Zhanli?" ?"

Chan Lingzi glared at him: "How long has it been? How can I have such a great ability to check it out for you?"

Zi Chong choked, full of displeasure, seeing that he was about to kill again, Zhan Li could only lightly hold him down, and then asked: "It's less confusing now, tell me quickly!"

"I wasn't fooled by you, I was really at a loss, but you reminded me that your reunion was deliberately arranged by someone, that's right, then...how about the encounter?"

"Encounter...?"

Zisong turned his head and glanced at the quasi-spirited man in white and blue satin beside him, then looked down at the hand he pretended to hold down freely, and suddenly remembered the boy in blue who was wearing the glow of the sun and stepping on the clouds, and then said : "I wanted to kill him, so I left the brigade and went to find him."

Chan Lingzi didn't judge this, but just glanced at Zhanli: "What about you?"

"Lost."

"Do you still remember how you got lost?"

Zhan Li blinked, and shook his head blankly: "Forgot... It's been 800 years, how can I remember so clearly?"

seem……

When he was on the verge of death, he also avoided this incident. He only felt that he was in a daze, and he had already gone in another direction inexplicably. Mentioned, I didn't think about it at the time, but thinking about it now...

Really suspicious.

Originally, with his character, it was impossible not to notice these doubts, but...

Was it really the needle that sealed his mind?

"You don't remember, but I do. Back then, our team didn't have any people assigned to the underworld, so it was just me and you, plus the fifteen disciples I brought, a total of 17 people. However, that day, There are eighteen people in the team."

Hearing this, Zhanli felt that the hair on his body was about to grow up, his back trembled for no reason, and his voice raised a little: "Is there an extra person?"

Chan Lingzi nodded: "I didn't say anything, and the other disciples and you, who were young at the time, didn't notice. I was guarding against that inexplicably extra person all the way, but I was negligent for a while, and then came back to you and you. The people who were too many disappeared, so I went to find you at the first time, but then encountered an ambush and died heroically."

Zhan Li frowned tightly, almost in disbelief: "You mean I was kidnapped?"

Zisong's expression was more serious than his, and his originally cold face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, he just shook his head: "No, it's impossible, even if you were only two hundred years old at that time, it's impossible to Forget experiences like violence and robbery."

"Not necessarily. Although it's been too long, it's possible to forget some things, but... I suspect that someone tampered with your memory. It's not necessarily that the needle was inserted at that time."

Zhan Li blinked his eyes blankly, recalling the first encounter carefully, trying to recall something, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the memory was blank, and couldn't help but frowned again: "I'm a quasi-professional God, at that time I was still wearing Ting Yu, who was given to me by the Buddha, no matter how weak I was at that time, no one could attack me."

And it's such a big thing as changing the memory and sealing the needle in the head. Taking a step back, even if he can't find out, it's impossible for him to hide it from Xianting, right?

☆, fairy drunk

Zen Lingzi pointedly raised his wine glass and looked at Zi Chong, with a half-smile: "There is no such capable person in the world, but it is not necessarily the fairy court or the underworld."

The evil aura faintly leaking from between Zi Sui's fingers finally permeated his whole body, gradually rising like steam, he grinned and showed his canine teeth: "If you want to say that I am the culprit, you can just say it directly, there is no need to beat around the bush."

He doesn't like these treacherous battles, and has always been straightforward to take revenge. There is nothing that violence can't solve, but the winner is king and the loser dies.

Chan Lingzi quickly shook his head like a rattle, and waved his hands again and again: "Misunderstanding, I didn't mean that. At that time, you were only two hundred years old. You are a little kid. What can you understand?"

Zhanli grabbed his hand again, and directly crushed his bud-like malevolence into the seed: "Could it be that not only the reunion, but also our initial encounter was deliberately arranged?"

Zen Lingzi looked back and forth at the coldness and seriousness on the faces of the two people, who stretched into ten miles of frost, and spread his hands: "Who knows."

Zhan Li's tangled head was choked by his words in the first second, and he ground his teeth in the next second: "Zhan Lingzi! Don't hide it for me, and explain it to me clearly!"

Don't talk about Zi Chong, if you meet him, even yourself, a quasi-god who loves all living beings in the world, can't help but want to kill, okay?

But he had an innocent face, afraid that they, a god and a ghost, would really join hands to silence him, and even subconsciously leaned back: "Heaven and earth conscience! It's really not me who is hiding it. It's only been a few days of work. Even if you think I'm Bao Qingtian's reincarnation, you can't expect me to find out all of them for you!"

Zhanli immediately leaned back in disappointment, sighed as if exhausted, and his long eyebrows were deeply locked because of doubts: "What good is it to plot against a quasi-god and a evil boy? Could it be... we still Are you in a game?"

Zi Song smiled, "Since it's related to the two realms of Immortal Court and Underworld, the benefits...maybe."

"What do you mean?"

He glanced at Zhanli, grinned, and there was deep joy and some inexplicable hope in his brows and eyes: "Maybe, is he planning to cause another war in the Three Realms? At that time, I don't care what the agreement is. If the catastrophe cannot be overcome, I can kill you openly."

Zhanli: ...

How could he have forgotten that this guy is a murderous boy?

Regarding Zisong eagerly looking forward to the next Three Realms War, Chan Lingzi was noncommittal, only pretending he didn't hear it, poured another glass of wine and said: "However, when it comes to the Three Realms War, have you ever wondered why I died in that year?" In such a simple task?"

Zhanli raised his eyebrows, of course he doubted it, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure out why, so he wondered if he also had the heart to sacrifice himself to save the world, although it might be hindered by the needle in his head, but... …Since he asked, the answer couldn't possibly be the one he guessed.

So he tilted his head, grinned, and had such a three-point imagination with Zi Chong in his expression, he tentatively replied: "...Miss?"

Chan Lingzi paused, gritted his teeth and squeezed the wine glass tightly: "You thank me for this glass of 18-year-old peach blossom wine. If it wasn't expensive and delicious, I would use it to serve your face!"

Hearing this, he gave a smirk relaxedly and triumphantly, anyway, it was quite a pleasure to add trouble to Chan Lingzi.

"Master was killed by someone!"

"what……?"

"Thinking that I was a wise man, famous all over the world, the future pillar of the world, how could I rush to die like a two hundred and five, am I sick?"

Zhanli thought to himself that you are only a two hundred and five, but continued to ask: "So what's going on?"

"Have you ever thought that the Three Realms have been in a state of well water not interfering with river water since the creation of the heaven and earth by the God of Pangu? A collective rebellion?"

Zi Chong snorted and laughed: "It's all about killing."

"A fiend boy like you can still understand, but those rebels are fiends who have learned feelings, and even have been in the position for thousands of years. They have been following the rules, why there is no sign, just Choose collective rebellion at that point in time?"

The gods and ghosts were all taken aback, they looked at each other, and no one could come up with an answer.

Chan Lingzi gulped down another gulp, his face was slightly drunk, and he continued leisurely: "Master, I doubted this in the past. I don't believe that the fairy court and the underworld have no doubts. It's just that the human world is weak and can't interfere with those who are too high, too far, and too central." Conspiracy, but who am I? I am a dignified Zen spiritual child, how could I know that there is a problem and still not react? So I continued to investigate while defending against the enemy, but my life was exhausted and I did not find out the truth Come."

"That's why those evil lords hunted you down to death?"

He let out a "hmm" and shook the empty flagon with a three-pointed drunkenness: "Don't just chat, try it quickly, this is the Twelve Flowers Brew in Yulou, Peach Blossom Brew is the leader, and more Not to mention the 18 years."

Zhan Li was injured, so he didn't dare to move rashly, but Zi Chong took a sniff, glanced at Chan Lingzi, then at Zhan Li, and took a drink from his glass.

He smiled, and there was some kind of secret calculation in his eyes, Zhan Li was not in the dark, turned his head to look, and saw a "dong", and Zi Song fell on the table.

"Zi Sui!"

"Don't worry, it's just a little fairy drunk, he will wake up tomorrow morning."

Zhan Li frowned, and there was some anger flowing in his obsidian eyes: "What do you want to do?"

Zen Lingzi let out a "Yo", and a smug smirk floated on his face: "What? You got caught up so soon?"

"you……!"

He quickly restrained his smile again, and became serious: "I have something to tell you, alone."

Zhanli took another look at Zisong who was quietly lying on the table, his eyes were cold: "...you want me to beware of Zisong? His character, it is impossible to have so many calculations, anyone in the world may plot against me , except for Zisong."

This guy really lives by killing, and he really enjoys killing. That is his instinct and nature, just like a person needs to drink water when he is thirsty and sleep when he is sleepy.

But he is not good at planning and plotting. Aside from what he did as a bad boy, he is just a simple and innocent person. In terms of scheming, he is even inferior to a child.

He understands him.

"What are you thinking?" Chan Lingzi rolled his eyes at him, feeling rather resentful, "He was just like you at that time, he was a little kid, he knew shit, my master told you to guard against it, It's the underworld!"

Hell……

Zhan Li didn't say a word, his heart was complicated and he had no clue, there were too many questions, tangled up like a ball of thread, so that he didn't know where to start asking.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, Zen Lingzi held his wine glass and didn't want to drink any more, the music downstairs gradually faded out, Jiubian had already reached the end, and he glanced at the colorful Wangxuqin by his side, couldn't help but silently pluck it for a moment.

A crisp and lively piano sound broke the deadlock that was too silent. Zhanli came back to his senses, pondered for a while, and couldn't help asking: "I don't understand feelings, but Zisong asked before, Poxu likes you, you Why..."

Why belittle his sincere heart like that, why abandon him and reincarnate alone?

Chan Lingzi was startled suddenly, the name Poxu was a sharp knife that could easily pierce his cold-blooded heart full of holes.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses, shaking his head and laughing, like regret, also like mocking.

"I didn't expect that the first time I heard his thoughts was through someone else's mouth."

Zhanli read the deep sorrow from his enchanting peach eyes, it was a burden he could not bear for such an ignorant person, which made him speechless for a while, unable to speak.

He was silent for a long, long time, as if he couldn't get past this pot of peach blossom brewing, he just raised his head and poured it with his head covered, until Zhan Li couldn't stand it anymore and pressed his hand, and then he became drunk The face looked up: "I'm sorry."

"I like you."

"These seven words, I practiced in the underworld for 800 years, 800 years! But the underworld is too big, and I searched every corner. I have seen every Bianhua flower, but I did not find him! We tacitly agreed, we kept our promise, we have waited for 800 years! But no one has waited for the other party! In the end, even the ashes were wiped out. See you next time, these 800 years are all in vain!"

Zhan's heart tightened suddenly, and he remembered the joyful eyes when the broken void disappeared, as if cotton had clogged his tendons, making it difficult to even breathe.

"Since you like it, why don't you say it?"

He raised his head from the wine, his brows were slightly closed, but his eyes were full of bright water, and he smiled brightly: "This is also the first time I like someone, I have no experience..."

"I don't like to learn Taoism. It's just that I am very talented and forced to do so. Since I was a child, I have been surrounded by so many people, each of whom uses the world and the common people to bind me. I dare not stop learning. I can be unrestrained, independent, and have the right to resist, but still live in a false flattery. Until that time, I picked up the shattering."

"Although he is so skinny and so embarrassed that he competes with wild dogs for food, at least he is free. No one wants to restrain him. His eyes are as bright as pearls. I thought I could make him live better and let him I wantonly pursued the freedom that I couldn't get, and even named him Poxu, hoping that he could break through the vain that bound me, but I didn't..."

"He became cautious and walked on thin ice. He only had me in his eyes, and they would never light up again. The life and hope I gave him became the shackles that bound him!"

"I like him, I pin everything on him, but I don't like his humble appearance, I brought him back to let him live freely and dignifiedly, instead of letting him blindly revolve around me !"

☆、I'm real

"So I took in so many apprentices, and even founded the Anonymous Sect, just to force him to speak out, tell me that he doesn't like having so many people around me, so I can logically say, okay, Master only leaves you alone , but he didn't!"

"This Wangxuqin was the result of him traveling thousands of miles alone to subdue demons and get rid of demons, and to get hair from demons.