Plug your head full of hairpin flowers

, pull out the devil's bone, the devil's hair is a string and the devil's bone is a pillar, made for me by myself, in order to get rid of the evil spirit on it, and even take the blood of my heart to nourish it every day, for seven or seven days, I am so happy, I like it so much, and I feel sorry for him for taking blood for me. I wait for the day when he hands me the piano and tell him how much I like it.But he knelt down to serve the qin, and begged me to accept it with a pitiful gesture, so humble and careful, I got angry and named the qin Wangxu, and he didn't have any dissatisfaction. "

"Why didn't he ask me why I did this to him? Why didn't he ask?"

"As long as he asks, I can answer, because I like you, but he doesn't."

"Wangxu Wangxu, how can I forget his name on my lips?"

"Haven't I regretted it? I regret it every day!"

"But I don't know how to speak. No one taught me how to like someone. I had to think about him once, and I tied a love thread to the head of the piano. I didn't find the courage to speak until the head of the piano was full. .”

"I didn't say that I liked it until I died."

He stretched out his hand to caress the Wangxu Qin, and stroked every silk thread and tassel on the head of the piano. In his eyes, there were water droplets reflecting the light, shining, the deep and deep feelings were like strong wine in a cup. Wine can burn your heart.

At that time, Xiao Zhanli's sentence "it's not good-looking" was not criticizing his aesthetics, but his feelings that he didn't know how to love others.

Zhan was silent.

In the past 800 years, he has never said so much, and he has never drank so much. He was so drunk that his face was flushed and his mind was blurred. Feelings have always been impatient. If you don’t say what you want to say, don’t do what you want to do, it will never wait for you again. There is no rule who must be the one who speaks first. Don’t imitate me, don’t wait for the other party to come Come closer, you see, I have waited for 800 years, and I haven't even seen the last face, ha, how ridiculous?"

Zhanli seemed to have a ball of cotton in his throat, unable to speak, just lowered his head slightly, and caught a glimpse of the unconscious Zisong from the corner of his eye.

...Emotions?

But until now, he is not sure whether his heart, which has been silent for nearly a thousand years, has moved or not.

Chan Lingzi stood up suddenly, shook his head in an attempt to stay awake, but his feet were weak and he almost staggered.

"Where are you going?"

He waved his hand to avoid Zhan Li's hand reaching out to help him, carefully supported his dizzy head with one hand, and picked up Wang Xuqin with the other, barely stabilized his figure, and raised his hand: "Go to Zhaoyao Mountain, Find the 狌狌, it can speak human language, understand the past, I have to check what happened 800 years ago."

After saying that, he staggered to the door, opened the door and turned around and said: "Don't worry about me, just take care of him."

As a result, when he opened the door, he happened to see Ying Shiyu coming back with a jug, and said awkwardly: "This... Daoist forgive me, there are really not many wines in stock for this year, so it is very difficult to find."

"Don't drink, don't drink, you take care of the two gods." After Chan Lingzi said, he hiccupped happily, and then floated away with a smile.

Zhan Li had no choice but to watch Gu Zi leave, shook his head, with a helpless expression on his face, just in time for the rain, it was considered a helping hand, and helped move Zi Song to the prepared guest room in the Haoyu Building.

This small cup of fairy drunk made Zisong sleep for a whole night, Zhanli had nothing to do, thinking deeply about the words left by Chan Lingzi, so he simply stayed with him for the whole night.

However, there is also an advantage of immortal drunkenness-it has no stamina.

So when Zisong woke up from sleep, he really just woke up, blinked his eyes and turned around and asked, "Did I drink too much?"

Zhanli came back to his senses, nodded "Yes", the night of deep thinking made him look a little morbidly tired, that amazing face was a little pale and weak, and when Zisong thought about it, murderous desire permeated from the bottom of his eyes , There is evil spirit sinking down, like a sea of ​​fog flowing slowly, ready to go.

The broken corner of the heart was sensed, and there was a sudden violent bump, Zhan Li stifled, frowned and covered his heart: "Zi Sui!"

He came back to his senses and let out an "oh", and after realizing it, he forcefully held back his evil spirit: "...I can't help it."

As he said that, he wanted to tie his own hand again, but Zhan Li grabbed him with a firm gaze: "Don't do that again."

But Zisong didn't know what "appreciation" was at all, and he withdrew his hand, grinning icily: "It's hard not to vent your desire to kill, oh, I forgot that God is above, how can I understand?" What does it feel like to be a mere child?"

He really doesn't understand, he doesn't understand why there is such a person, it's not malicious, it's just killing instinct, but...

He's trying, he's trying to understand, to put himself in the shoes.

So he suddenly stretched out his hand, firmly and solemnly: "Poke me."

Zi Sui saw that the joints of that hand were as white as jade, and the lines in the palm were clean, not even a callus.

He clenched his hands subconsciously, and a strange emotion spread from his heart little by little, making him feel uncomfortable all over, even making it difficult to breathe.

——His palm was covered with scratches and old calluses, so that even the lines on his palm were covered up so that he couldn't see it.

He didn't know how to describe it, he just felt uncomfortable.

When Zhanli pushed his hand forward again, and called out "Zi Chong" questioningly, this unspeakable discomfort finally merged into a deeper hatred, he pushed hard and then dodged back: "Get out of here!" !"

Zhan Li was suddenly pushed down by him, and because of the injuries on his body, he couldn't help hissing and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Shangshen is worthy of being a Shangshen. This appearance of sacrificing himself to save the world is really...disgusting!"

Zhanli struggled on the ground for a long time before getting up, blood stains were faintly visible on his thin white shirt, he hissed a few times as he covered his wound, with repressed anger brewing in his eyes: "Zi Sui! I'm not you, but I'm trying to understand you, and I'm not vain, and I'm not going to push me away if you push me away, so I will persevere and get back together again!"

Zisong sneered, "Did I beg you to come here?"

"you……!"

"Don't show me this picture of giving to all living beings from above! I've seen enough 800 years ago! I don't need you to understand, and I never asked you to understand me, get out!"

"Zi Sui!"

He suddenly let out a low laugh, his blood-colored pupils were like an ancient well without waves, cold and calm: "I know I'm drunk."

Zhanli's anger suddenly dissipated, replaced by a sense of guilt, thinking of the words "beware of the child" and "beware of the underworld", even if he didn't drink this cup of fairy drunk, it made him feel some kind of profound feeling for no reason. So guilty that even his tone softened: "Zi Sui..."

Zi Sui made a move in an instant, grabbed him by the collar and pushed him against the wall, ignoring his bruises all over his body, just grinning, showing his canine teeth as always: "Chan Lingzi told you behind my back. What? Huh? Tell you to beware of me, or simply kill me?"

He touched the wound, his painful face was twisted into a ball, blood was seeping from the wound, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"Shangshen, our encounter, reunion, and everything up to now is a game set up by someone else. I miss you for 800 years, and I am almost crazy when I think about it. Since that person can affect your memory, even seal your memory. If you stop your thoughts, then, is my 800 years of day and night thoughts also false?"

In the past 800 years, he has missed this face all the time, indulged in his tenderness, and hated his spotless cleanliness. In such contradictory and paranoid fantasies, he gradually went crazy.

In the end, tell him now that all this is just a scam?

So what is he?A pawn?

"I don't know, Zisong. I'm like you, I also want to know who is behind the plot against the two of us, but... even if everything in the past is false, I am real."

"Zi Sui, I am real."

He didn't know if this heart was being led away by someone, or if he was in a maze, being manipulated like a puppet by someone, he only knew that he really existed.

But Zisong sneered, and suddenly let go of his hand that was holding him against the wall. The flames in his palm shot up instantly, causing Zhan Li's heart to suffocate, and he immediately curled up against the wall in pain, dripping with cold sweat. , along the blood-stained sweat-wet skirt.

"Yes, you are real."

"No matter who plotted us, the purpose is to go to the catastrophe. If this is the case, it will be fine if we don't survive the catastrophe."

"Then...you can die now, Zhanli, die!"

Zhanli is now a cripple, with broken horns running wildly in his heart, almost breaking out of his body, and the evil spirit is flowing under the skin, forming a strange totem. Seeing the evil spirit attacking his front, his body is in severe pain And unable to move.

At the critical moment, the talisman in his heart finally gradually became hot and turned into ashes. With a flash of red light, Zi Sui was shocked three steps back. The red light formed a bloody barrier around him, temporarily isolating him. The evil spirit and the broken corner of his heart finally calmed down. He relieved his breath, shook his head with a pale face, his eyes were full of disappointment and remorse: "Sure enough...it was a mistake not to kill you earlier."

He shouldn't let him go for a moment.

He always couldn't remember that this guy was a cold-blooded boy with no emotion, he was always delusional, that boy could also restrain his desire to kill, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately.

Ah.

He is so naive, it should be treated.

Zisong grinned, "Really? Then you come and kill me!"

After all, his pupils were bleeding red, exuding a three-point coquettish charm, and he did not give up on hitting the barrier, but was instantly burned into smoke by the pure blood left by Chan Lingzi.

——The price of this talisman is 1000 taels, which is really not a starting price.

☆, don't cross the catastrophe

The desire to kill caused him to go mad, and several skull-shaped evil spirits exploded on the barrier, but it still couldn't shake the barrier at all.

Hatred surged up again, as he said, no matter what is false, only he is true.It is true to be clean, to be gentle and kind, and to be loved by thousands of people. His heart, which has hated him for 800 years and fantasized about his death all the time, is also true.

Zhan Li sat in the enchantment, his hair a little messy, and snorted with a sneer, as if he was laughing at himself, or at him: "If I stood by and stood by 800 years ago, I would have saved so much trouble now , so that you don’t hate me so much, kill you? Are you worthy?”

"Really, you don't bother to kill me, so you can die in my hands, lest I, a mere brat, dirty the hands of God!"

Seeing that he was about to summon the sea of ​​blood again, the evil spirit suddenly exploded, the building of Haoyulou couldn't bear it, and even made a faint "squeak", but Zhanli just chuckled, raised his eyebrows and even felt a little disgusted, full of insipidity He disdains: "If you want to kill gods, you will be called back to the gate of hell, right?"

After saying that, he saw that the space was compressed and distorted, close to Zisong's side, and the ghost door suddenly opened wide. He subconsciously wanted to hide, but the soul chain had already wrapped around his neck and dragged him back. In the ghost gate, in the gradually shrinking and disappearing ghost gate, only Li Nu's vague scolding and Zi Chong's clear stern voice could be heard from afar——

"I am going to kill you!"

He never changed.

He really wanted to kill him all the time.

When the evil spirit disappeared, the barrier also disappeared, but Zen Lingzi only left him a talisman. Once the barrier disappeared, the broken horn hidden in his heart would make every heartbeat of his heart feel as if it was slow.

but……

Once Zisong finds an opportunity to return from the underworld, he will definitely not let him go. It is obviously not the best policy to stay in the densely populated Jinguan City.

He tore off his collar and saw that the talisman that had been sticking to his heart had been reduced to ashes, so he gritted his teeth and insisted on standing up with a pale face, regardless of how concerned the attendants of Hao Yulou were, the pain was so painful that he even had the strength to speak None, just stumbled towards Penglai.

He had to go, far away.

He had to go back to Penglai to recover his divine power.

he has to...

Kill Zi Chong.

Li Nu is in charge of calling hell in the underworld.The main punishment for calling hell is to pour oil into the pan, so there are endless hellfires everywhere. Catch it back.

Therefore, as soon as the gate of hell was closed, she couldn't wait to throw her hand to the corner, knocking over a large boiling oil pan, and Zi Song just rolled on the ground and narrowly escaped, almost being scalded.

"Are you rushing to seek death? Do you really want to get mixed up with that little quasi-god? You can't even kill flowers with your body?"

Zi Chong didn't speak, but raised his head with red eyes like blood, with murderous intent, suddenly a fierce aura surged, overwhelming the sky, instantly blowing up the screaming and suffering dead, as well as all the instruments of punishment.

Li Nu was shocked, and her already depressed and impatient mood became even more furious. With a wave of her hand, she tied him tightly with a soul chain, and scolded sharply: "You are going to go crazy and go back to your living hell. What's going on on the site?"

After Zisong finished venting his evil spirit, the blood in his eyes gradually faded, and he didn't struggle, just lying on the ground quietly, looking up at the heavy and dark sky.

This quietness and silence made Li Nu slightly frowned, a little puzzled: "Zi Chong? What are you going crazy about?"

"800 years ago, in the Three Realms War, all the 72 evil lords rebelled. Why? There were hundreds of evil children in the underworld, but I was the only one who was taken to the world to participate in the war. Why? All the evil lords were destroyed, but I was the only one who was able The [-]-year-old little Shatong returned to the underworld safely, why? A few days ago, the gate of hell was opened to lead me to the world to reunite with Zhanli, and why? Why me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Regardless of the chain on his body, he sat up and glanced at Li Nu who hadn't recovered from his senses at all, and grinned sneeringly: "Sure enough, no one has noticed this problem for so many years."

Li Nu is not stupid, she took back the chain without any hassle, as long as she thinks about it according to his words, her heart will become more and more cold and terrifying as she thinks deeply.

She is only a few dozen years older than Zisong, and she has an impression of what happened 800 years ago, but...

indeed.

He was the only one who was taken to the world to participate in the turmoil, and, inexplicably, he was the only one who came back in the end. Why him?

What made her feel even more frightened was that no one had questioned this in the past 800 years!

Seeing her solemn expression, Zi Sui smiled again: "It seems that this person is playing a big chess game, and the chess pieces... are not just me and Zhanli."

Almost all the gods and all the ghosts in the fairyland and the underworld were kept in the dark, and somehow became one of the chess pieces.

"what happened?"

"Don't you understand after thinking about it? All of us have been tricked."

"But... how come no one has noticed this?" As if she was enlightened when she was mentioned, she never thought about it before Zisong mentioned it, but it is impossible that the whole underworld would not be aware of it. know?

He squinted his eyes, he was used to the malicious smile and the white canine teeth, his face became serious at first, but there was a sense of disobedience: "No one in our underworld suspects, probably Because I knew that there were not many people who participated in the war back then, and a small number of people who knew it did not doubt it, and it could be explained by the desire to kill. There is no doubt about it, so this matter cannot be justified.”

Zhanli had a needle inserted in his head, which may have affected his memory or even his thoughts, but...

No matter how good this chess player is, he can't insert a needle into everyone in Xianting, so...

"You mean..." Li God's expression tightened, and she couldn't help lowering her voice, "Is this a conspiracy by Immortal Court? Then what's their purpose?"

"I don't know, and it may not be the hands of Xianting, but in any case, since the purpose is to arrange for me and Zhanli to meet and reunite, it is mostly for the two of us to overcome the catastrophe. His plan is unlikely to succeed."

"Zi Sui!"

There was a dry wind blowing towards the face with the smell of blood. The wind from hell made the dead who had been blown into pieces reunite and resurrected. The fire of hell was not extinguished, but the instruments of torture could not be restored.

Seeing this, Zi Sui raised his hand, turned around and opened the ghost door again: "Tell the old judge to buy you a new one. The things will be counted on my waiting life. Also, check it out for me." A needle that will disappear as soon as it is separated from the body, let's see if it is something from the fairy court or our underworld."

"Where are you going!"

He paused, turned around in front of the gloomy gate where all ghosts came out, and grinned: "This time, I will definitely kill him before the underworld detects my god-killing heart."

After finishing speaking, he strode into the gate of ghosts, and it was too late for the sweet girl to shout again.

This guy really wants to kill God!

Zhan Li knew this person well enough, and he expected Zi Chong's murderous intent, but now he had lost all his powers and was unable to fight back. The truncated horn that he couldn't get out of his heart could torture him to death, so he had to persist. Take three steps and move out of the city.

He can't stay in Jinguan City, he has to leave quickly, Zisong will come after him soon, staying in the city will only implicate the people for no reason, as for himself...

For him who is not even considered a cripple now, he definitely cannot hide from him. We can only see which one finds him first, Zen Lingzi or Zisong.

only……

He was bitten so big by Qiongqi, and he suffered so many injuries, large and small, while subduing all kinds of beasts, plus the broken horn embedded in his heart, he was so weak that even an ordinary person could not support him. After stumbling and walking out for a not very long distance, he was already in a mess and dizzy. The severe pain made his heartbeat and breathing feel like torture, and he insisted on taking another step forward. Eyelids, plant them forward.

Before he lost consciousness, he saw a blue figure in front of him, approaching gradually. Although his thoughts were scattered, his vision was blurred, and he couldn't see clearly, but it didn't prevent him from recognizing that the blue clothes—it was Xinting!

However, before he could react in time, he passed out because of his injuries.

After all, the talisman was written with Zen Lingzi's pure blood, and he felt it immediately when another barrier hidden in it was triggered. It's a pity that he just arrived at Zhaoyao Mountain, and he hasn't had time to find you yet. Hastily increased the speed to the extreme, endured the splitting headache after the hangover, and turned back.

Did he arrive one step earlier than Zisong? He rushed to Haoyu Tower and asked Ying Shiyu, but he learned that Zhanli left alone, and it seemed that there was a big fight in the room. Not a single person was gone.

At the moment, he was in a bad mood, so he hurriedly followed the little bit of evil energy remaining on the broken horn and chased him out. Before chasing very far, he found...

The breath disappeared, stopped somewhere, not gradually disappearing, but, very abruptly, cut off out of thin air.

In other words, Zhanli, who had lost all his powers, was robbed by someone!

Chan Lingzi squinted his eyes, thought for a while, and quickly rushed back to Jinguan City. The reason why Zisong also disappeared was probably because he had the desire to kill the gods and was forcibly taken back to the underworld. Then, As soon as he comes back, he will appear in that guest room in Haoyu Building!

In the end, before he had time to catch his breath, he hurried back to Haoyulou, and saw Zisong was going to chase him, but when he saw him, he pretended he didn't see him, and was about to walk away quickly, without thinking too much. At that moment, he stretched out his hand and pressed, trying to grab Zisong.

But Zisong suddenly became angry and sternly said "Get out of here".

☆, the enemy

Chan Lingzi dodges, summons the Wangxu Qin, flicks his hand, and a crisp sound of the piano is heard, and the empty space is twisted into a blade, splitting the evil spirit on his body in two.

Everything happened in an instant, and the pedestrians on the side of the road screamed and scattered away, and the bustling Qianlihuadao was suddenly deserted, only the two of them were still facing each other in the falling flowers like rain.

"Don't go crazy with me, I'm not Zhanli, and I treat you Shatong equally, if you dare to mess around, you can't bear my blood!"

Zisong laughed again, showing that canine tooth, and the evil spirit rose from his feet little by little, the blood in his eyes gradually filled, forming a thick layer of frost: "Really? Want to kill me? Please accompany me!"

Chan Lingzi couldn't help but tighten his brows. He was just showing a little polite respect in front of Zhanli. Now that Zhanli was away, his bright disgust condensed into a dangerous rain cloud. His slender fingers were resting on the piano. On the string, he clenched his hands tightly, but still didn't dial it down. Instead, he took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, raised his head and said calmly: "Zhanli, he was robbed."

"what?"

He snorted and shook his head: "I thought that you and Zhanli already had feelings for each other. No matter how childish you are, you won't hurt him, so I entrust him to you with confidence. Now it seems that, I really miscalculated."

Sha Tong is Sha Tong, who only pays attention to one word of killing, what is open and aboveboard, what emotions and desires, they don't even understand what it means to take advantage of others' danger!

Hearing this, Zi Chong suddenly couldn't help laughing, even bent down with laughter, and tightly clenched his hands into fists to hide the deep and numerous scars on his palms. Look, who knows how hard he has worked so hard.

Who knew that he would hurt himself over and over again to suppress his desire to kill Zhanli?Who knew that he also wanted Zhan Li to pull him out of the abyss of murderous desire?Who knows!

"why are you laughing?"

He laughed until he was almost in tears, finally stood up straight, and said slowly: "Yes, I am such a lowly evil boy who wants to kill by any means, does the real person want to do justice for the sky?"

"you……!"

Chan Lingzi was so angry that he ground his teeth. While trying to prevent him from killing in Jinguan City, he was also anxious to find Zhanli, and he couldn't stop for a while.

"Zi Chong, Zhan Li's life and death are uncertain. The person who robbed him doesn't know who is sacred. Even I can't find out his breath. Now, you either go to Zhan Li first, and I will go to Xun Xun to check the past. By the way, ask Whoever robbed Zhanli, or the two of us will fight, let him die or die, you choose."

Zi Chong was stunned for a while, and then let out a soft "tss", and finally suppressed the evil spirit under his feet.

He also wanted Zhan Li to die.

But the premise is that you die in your own hands.

He doesn't allow any kind of unknown person, cat or dog, to dare to touch him.

Chan Lingzi heaved a sigh of relief, and hid the talisman pinched between his fingers back into his wide sleeves, his eyes were still solemn and solemn, showing a bit of sternness and worry: "Zi Chong, listen carefully, the other party's cultivation level may not Not inferior to me, and I still don’t know whether it’s an enemy or a friend. In everything, find Zhanli, and don’t mess around. You know the past, so I went to ask you about the Three Realms War 800 years ago. I will ask Zhanli's whereabouts, even if you can't find him, I will definitely come back within three days, so don't mess around, remember?"

Zisong looked indifferent.That kind of indifference, which is enough to keep anyone away for thousands of miles, formed a layer of frost on his face. He waved his hand casually, and chased him out of Jinguan City. I don't know if he listened.

Chan Lingzi watched his silent back disappear like a shadow, raised his eyebrows slightly, finally sighed, and hurriedly walked towards the direction of Zhaoyao Mountain with a flick of his sleeves.

Zisong quickly chased to the place where Zhanli was taken away in a coma, he lowered his head and blinked, lost his mind for a moment, when a wind blew from behind, such a small wind, but it made him shiver, a gust of cold The intention spread from the bottom of the heart, and the limbs and bones were so cold that ice was frozen in the chest cavity. Every time the heart beat, it was like falling into an ice cave, sinking deeper and deeper.

At that time, Guixu was also cold.

Only the hand that pulled himself out of the ruins was hot.

Zhan Li...

He is gentle and kind, he is hot and sweet.

Only oneself is all the ugliness in the world that opposes him.

He is bloodthirsty, paranoid, crazy, he is cold, and he is also a demon born in suffering. He is despised by the fairy court above the nine heavens, and is trampled under the feet of the small world. There are all living beings in the world, and there is only one who is as bright as a torch. and the man said to him:

"Do my robbery."

At that time, there was no hatred, no desire to kill, only those quiet and deep eyes, and that plain smile, which penetrated deeply into his heart, making him choose to agree after countless times of deep thinking.

But now, this man who had promised to go through the catastrophe with him, lived together until he was wiped out, and owed him a death together, was unexpectedly stolen away by someone inexplicably.

He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes gradually filled with murderous aura, and a black butterfly slowly flew out from between his fingers, flying forward, and he stepped up to follow.

Although the evil butterfly is only a virtual form transformed by the evil energy, it has a unique ability to track the breath.

that person……

The person who robbed Zhanli, he wants him to die!

Deer Wushan.

Zhan Li Youyou woke up, his head was groggy, and he didn't know if it was because of this, he couldn't even feel the pain of the broken horn in his heart, his hands and feet were very tired, he couldn't move even if he wanted to, and he had no strength in his body. Blinking his eyes, he could only see that he was in a certain cave, and it was a carefully remodeled cave. At a glance, it could be seen that it was rebuilt for people to live in.

The stone table and chairs are all available, the bed is covered with dry straw, and a few holes are cut in the wall, which can be used as windows, letting in a smell of earth. The bowls on the stone table are all chipped. it looks like...

Although it can be lived in, it is unbearably simple.

While thinking, a face suddenly flashed in his sight. He was defenseless and couldn't feel it. He almost screamed in fright, but his throat was blocked, but he couldn't make a sound.

It's Xinting!

"The god is awake?"

Zhan Li coughed hard, then asked in a hoarse voice, "You...?"

Xinting was an octogenarian, and his movements were already very slow. He tremblingly held a bowl of medicine in a broken porcelain bowl and handed it to him: "Don't worry, God, you are seriously injured. Drink the medicine first before talking. The wounded grass can resist the damage of weapons and heal the wounds of the gods."

He thought of the many doubts since meeting Baishengke Town, as well as the memories he saw in the past. Naturally, he would not be so stupid as to drink everything, so he tried to raise his hand, and sure enough——

The limbs were all paralyzed, and the only thing that was still functioning was the five senses.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Xinting saw his vigilance and vigilance, coughed twice, put the medicine bowl on the stone table first, then slowly turned around, squinted and smiled, quite like the old man next door Shangan: "The old man just met again by chance. Seeing that the god was injured and fainted, he brought the god to stay at home for a while. He has already given him some medicine. Please don't worry about the god."

"What kind of medicine did you give me?"

He stroked his beard, the eyes under his long eyebrows were full of obscure calculations, and he paused before saying: "The cow hurts the grass."

"I know about the bull injury, it doesn't make me crippled."

Zhan Li just stared at his face like this, even if he couldn't move, there was a dangerous light in his eyes. He lived above the nine heavens for a long time, which gave him a kind of Buddha-like temperament. When he was quiet, he was like a lotus in the water. Blasphemy, but once angry, that kind of majesty makes people dare not look directly at him. Even if he has lost all his powers and is no more than a cripple, this compelling sense of oppression still makes Xinting subconsciously turn his head and dodge stand up.

"You don't have to care about it... this old man has no intention of hurting you."

This kind of attitude made Zhanli feel deceitful, squinting his eyes and his expression became colder: "Really? Then why didn't you dare to tell the truth? Also, why did you suddenly appear in Baishengke Town in the first place? Appeared in front of us? 60 What did you do a year ago? Xinting! Your nature is not bad, but what are you planning?"

Xin Ting was silent for a while, as if trying to organize his words, but the organization was not good, so he finally chose to give up, leaving the sentence "In short, the old man will not hurt the gods", and then fled.

Zhanli took the opportunity to struggle hard, and he didn't know if Xinting's medicine had really worked. The wounds on his body and the broken horns on his heart didn't hurt anymore. Of course, it's also possible that the medicine just paralyzed him.

Now that he has lost all his powers, he has fallen to the point where he is controlled by an old man in the world. Then he remembered that he was treated as a pawn and placed in a chess game that he knew nothing about 800 years ago, and he was played with his memory. Get more bored.

But, thinking of this, I couldn't help but think of another pawn in this game——Zi Chong.

That guy is paranoid and doesn't know if he will be punished in the underworld. If he is punished, he should go back to the world.

At this time, is he killing in Jinguan City, or is he on the way to settle accounts with himself aggressively?

Zhan Li sighed again, and continued to struggle hard, trying to regain consciousness sooner. He is now beset by enemies. There are wolves in front and tigers in back, but he is still a waste, the only one to rely on...

Only the two hundred and five of Zen Lingzi.

However, at this moment, Zhanli didn't expect that this incomprehensible two hundred and five would hand him over to Zisong very casually.

What's more, he didn't expect that no matter what additional reasons, Zi Chong really wanted to save him.

Sha Die has an unparalleled sensitivity to the master's evil spirit, even if the master can't feel it, Sha Die can do it, but...

When they reached the depths of the mountains, Shadie still stopped at the same place and stopped chasing.

With a wave of Zi Xun's hand, the evil butterfly disappeared into nothingness. Looking around, he saw mountains surrounded in all directions. From time to time, a wild sparrow twittered and flew past his head. It seemed that time was slow and peaceful.

☆、heart like a rock

only……

His breath was completely cut off. Standing here, he might be very close to Zhanli, but he had no more effective way to find him immediately.

Although Zen Lingzi said that he would be able to come back in at most three days after looking for Xuan, but...

He wasn't going to wait.

Immediately, the evil spirit rose sharply, condensing into a series of strange black curse lines. He tried his best to summon [-] Yin soldiers, shouted "Looking for", and the dark low-level Yin soldiers scattered like zombies, stiffly, Dense, slow and methodical carpet checks.

The efficiency is indeed not high, but it is the only way he can come up with now.

And Zhan is away from there.

He struggled hard for a long time, his limbs were still numb, but Xinting staggered and brought in a simple meal.

"Countryside, I can only get some rough tea and light food. I have wronged the gods. Please don't be disgusted. If you are interested, use some."

How dare Zhanli eat his food? He just sneered, closed his eyes and turned his head away, and didn't even want to look at him: "Look at my body, I can't even move, can I eat? Of course, I don't want to eat." I need you to feed me."

Xinting looked at him with some embarrassment, then looked at the food in his hand, thought for a while before saying: "Forgive me, the old man didn't mean to offend, but the god has lost all his powers now, and there are people eating people in this mountain." Fierce beast Gu Diao, this old man is only worried that you will be harmed by Gu Diao if you walk around indiscriminately, so..."

Zhanli opened his eyes when he heard the words: "This is Luwu Mountain?"

You know, Luwu Mountain is not that close to Jinguan City, so why did he come to Luwu Mountain?Knowing that Luwu Mountain is inhabited by ferocious beasts and Gu carvings, and they are from the Xinting Taoist family, why would they live here?

What the hell is he planning?Could it be that he deliberately killed the mountain god and released fierce beasts to cause chaos in the world?

No.

Impossible, Xinting doesn't have the ability to be an enemy of the mountain god.

... Then what the hell is going on?

Unexpectedly, Xinting just turned his head and coughed a few times, bent down and almost coughed out his lungs. He was originally energetic, but it took him too much energy to break through the old formation set up by senior brother Lu Xuanzhi , causing the body to age on a slippery slope, he nodded after a while: "The god is knowledgeable, as long as the god doesn't run around, the old man will untie it for the god."

Zhanli took another look at him, and then replied "OK".

Xin Ting then put the food on the stone table, turned around to use his inner strength and mental skills, and put his hands on his chest, a small white light formation appeared on his chest, and a stream of heat followed him.