Plug your head full of hairpin flowers

Shake, beckon to take a group of ghost messengers, and leave without forgetting to give him another look before leaving.

——I don’t know where such hostility came from.

He didn't care, he just acted as if he didn't see anything, and the whole world in his eyes and mind was the only one left with bloody flesh.

"Zi Chong, I'm here."

Kneeling for nine days and rushing to Jiuquan, here I come.

Under the torture, Zi Sui's muscles and bones were broken, his hair was unkempt, and blood flowed out from under his body, staining the terracotta all over the place.

——He finally understood why the land of the underworld was dark red, because it was soaked in the blood of many dead and ghosts and gods!

The warm and smelly wind of the underworld gently blew, and Zisong's bloody fingers bent slightly. All the injuries on his body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. His eyelashes trembled, and he tried to open his eyes. There was a blue and white figure, trembling suddenly, and quickly woke up.

"Zhan... Zhanli? What are you... doing?"

His knuckles trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood foam. He struggled to stretch out his hand, trying to grab his hand, but retracted halfway.

He fears.

I am afraid that the figure in front of me is nothing more than an illusion, that the person I have been waiting for for a long time will never come again, and that what happens...

He also has to wait 800 years?

Zhan Li was sitting cross-legged, his mind was in a state of concentration, when he heard this, he opened his eyes and took a deep look at him, calm.

"I'm...waiting for the wind. Waiting for you too."

Zi Xun's hand trembled again, and finally he stretched forward again, trying to grab his hand. He was surprised to see that his hand was covered with blood, and worried that his hand would be dirty, so he turned to grab a corner of his clothes carefully. , Zhan Li pretended not to know, but gently moved forward, and covered his white hand on the back of his bloody hand.

that hand...

It is the gentleness that remains unchanged after 800 years of delusion.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, only the wounds on his body were gradually healing, the pain made him uncomfortable, and the pain made his heart blocked.

"Zi Sui..."

"Ah."

"I broke my promise. I can't return your broken horn."

"Um……"

"My heart was gouged out by Xinting. Your broken horn has now turned into a heart, supporting my life. I have to wait until the day of crossing the catastrophe and kill me before I can take it out."

Zi Chong suddenly chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Your heart is mine. Zhanli, your heart is mine. Without me, you will not be able to live."

The more he thought about it, the more interesting he found this statement, and he couldn't help but chuckled again: "Look, the two of us are indeed... loyal and deeply affectionate as husband and wife."

Zhan Li was choked by him, and a lot of speeches and topics he had prepared were inexplicably thrown out of the sky. After holding back for a long time, he couldn't help smiling, and shook his head: "I will never change after repeated teaching."

"...Dare to do it next time."

☆、The Covenant of Life and Death

The atmosphere was silent for a while, Zisong waited for his body to recover, lying on the ground motionless, flashed in his mind the back view of him kowtowing every step, kneeling up to the ninth heaven, so sincere and humble, he was so proud, so honorable, he was so glorious, He is magnificent.

...How can you bend your back in such a humble way for him?

He wanted to ask why, but couldn't speak.

Under the entanglement, it was Zhan Li who broke the silence first.

"Zi Chong."

"Ah."

"Since you know so many words and phrases in the world, what about this sentence, the love doesn't know where it comes from, and it goes deeper and deeper?" He lowered his head, with some burning light in his eyes, covered with a layer of obscure fog, and said softly, "Xin Ting When you gouge out my heart, tell me that the person you miss when you are dying is the person you love, I can’t tell what emotion is, and I’m not sure if it’s liking, but I’m thinking of you.”

He stared at Zisong's filthy face in the pool of blood, and said seriously, "Zisong, when I was about to die, I was thinking of you."

Zi Sui blinked, momentarily stunned, as if...

When he was dying, he was the one who thought about it.

Is this... like?

It was as if he had been punched hard in the heart, and something was mixed in the flesh and blood, peeling off pieces, and all kinds of affection made his chest churned into a ball.

He is uncomfortable.

He couldn't say it, and he couldn't describe this overly complicated feeling, but the tip of his nose was sour, his eyes were hot, he bit his lower lip tightly, and held back.

In his previous life for nearly a thousand years, he stumbled and fell into loneliness and despair, and no one ever told him——

"I don't know where it started, but it goes deeper and deeper."

No one has ever been willing to plunge into the ocean of affection for him, diving deeper and deeper, unable to extricate themselves.

"Zhanli..."

"Ah."

"I don't understand why. I was born humble and murderous for a living. I am full of heinous crimes. Why? Why do you, an upright and spotless quasi-god, come to provoke me?"

He didn't know what kind of person could be worthy of this little god, but he knew that it shouldn't be him.

The person standing beside him should not be him no matter what.

Zhanli groaned for a moment, thought carefully, and suddenly stood up, hooking his fingers: "Get up."

The hem of his clothes that he was holding carefully was suddenly loosened, and Zisong was at a loss, so he could only obediently obey without knowing it, insisted on getting up, and was just about to ask him what he wanted, but he received a heavy punch on the face suddenly So much so that he was knocked to the ground again!

Zhanli let out a breath, his long hair entangled with Pianfei, retracted his fist, moved his wrist again, and chuckled: "I have had this urge for a long time."

"Zhanli!"

What's the point of beating him up?Are you sick?Subconsciously, Zi Sui burst into flames, condensing into flames behind him.

But Zhanli smiled, hearty and brisk, his gentle and beautiful face was stained with human fireworks, he looked so close and so happy, and said with a smile: "Why did you choose? It's probably because I'm just like you, and I'm also inferior. people."

"what……?"

"The doom of our quasi-god is to kill the person we love with our own hands, so as to cut off the emotions and desires, so as to ensure that there will be no more feelings in the future. As a god, we can love the world and all living beings, but we cannot love only one person alone. Zi Chong, I chose you, from the very beginning, to kill you."

Zi Xong was stunned for a moment, even the vicious energy that was leaping around his body froze, and his eyes widened in horror.

……No wonder.

No wonder he always talked about having a good fight on the day of crossing the catastrophe. It turned out that it was because, from the very beginning, he wanted to kill him.

Zhan Li smiled brightly, without any sense of guilt. Instead, there was a kind of joy hidden in his eyes, as well as a small conspiracy: "Look, I'm not even as good as you. You are never afraid to admit your sins, and you never care My own reputation is notorious, but I am even worse, using these methods to deceive and calculate. I have asked once when I was in the underworld, and today, I will ask again, Zi Chong, are you willing to go through the catastrophe with me? Either you die or live, or , die together, no matter what the result is, I will accompany you to have a good time."

Zisong looked at him, the evil spirit wrapped around him disappeared little by little, and he finally laughed out loud. Unlike before, this time, his blood-stained face was filled with profound joy.

He laughed until tears flowed down, he stretched out his hand to wipe his face even more smeared, straightened up with difficulty, and then replied: "Okay, okay, I am willing, I am willing, either you die or live, or we die together."

Zhanli chuckled again, answered "OK" and stretched out his fist.

Zisong's blood rushed to his heart, he had never been so excited, and he had never been so eager, he almost couldn't wait to step forward, and touched his clenched hand.

He is not afraid of life, nor is he afraid of death, since Zhanli is not afraid of this, so why not go through this one?

The so-called quasi-god also has deceit, murderous desire, deception, and so many inferior calculations and scheming.

He and himself are the same.

He is not noble, he is not clean, from the beginning to the end, he stood in the mud like himself, standing shoulder to shoulder and beside him.

——As long as you reach out, you can touch it.

"Let's go, I still want to find someone."

Zi Chong let out a "hmm" and said, "Who?"

He turned his head, the cloud was calm and the wind was light, but the slightly lowered eyebrows revealed a touch of tenderness: "Xin Ting."

"The lunatic who gouged your heart out?"

"Well, I want to bring him to the human world. Maybe he... has someone else he wants to see."

Zi Song thought for a while, then took another look at his chest, gouging out his heart... it must have hurt.

He once said that no matter who was the person who took Zhanli away from him, and for what purpose, he wanted him to die. As a result, this person came to the underworld first, heh!

"You quasi-gods, you really have a heart for the common people in the world. That lunatic cut out your heart, but you still want to fulfill his wish?"

"That's not true. Although you have suffered thousands of punishments and tortures, it may not be appropriate to express your heartache in front of you, but... At that time, I really hated him. But after thinking about it, The person he wants to see is a long-cherished wish of mine, and it doesn't matter if it comes true."

Zi Sui couldn't let it go, he snorted coldly, turned his head away, and rubbed his slapped face: "I don't understand the generosity of your quasi-gods."

"Just tell me if you can do it."

His competitive spirit came up, and he immediately said: "How can it not be possible? I will take the responsibility of the ghosts and gods, and the dead in this hell will obey me. Although I can't directly bring the dead to the world, the Yin soldiers can."

"That's good. Xinting committed a heinous crime, killing people's lives and hurting the gods of the Immortal Court. He should... be in your living hell."

However, hell is overcrowded, and among the many evildoers, there is no one who is extremely sinful, only worse, so how can we find Xinting, which is like a drop in the ocean?

However, as a ghost of the underworld, Zi Chong has his own abilities.

The evil spirit between his fingers condensed into a half-worn triangular flag. On the black flag, a wet word "soul" was written in blood, as if it was about to drip down. Committing multiple murders and combined crimes of killing gods, where are you suffering now?"

The small flag automatically pointed to a direction without wind, and Zisong took it away with his backhand, leading him to follow the guidance.

"Is this the summoning banner?"

Zi Sui casually said "Yes", and then said: "The ghosts and gods of the underworld are just a small gadget, and it is just a guide record, and it is of no use."

Zhan Li smiled sheepishly, thinking to himself that this is a sacred object rumored to call Yin in the mortal world, secretly planning to trick it into his hands to play with it one day, and see if he can call back that fellow Chan Lingzi again.

Zi Song sneered faintly: "Ordinary people call Yin, and their lifespan will be reduced by ten years. If they are quasi-gods...the punishment will probably be more severe."

Zhanli had no choice but to laugh again.

It seems that he is not the only one who has become clever.

One after the other, the two quickly found Xinting who was wandering in despair and suffering in the living hell.

——He was covered in blood, and he could barely see a human figure. His fingers were as sharp as steel claws, and he tore himself apart.

This is a new method that the underworld came up with in order to save manpower. The dead punished themselves. After killing themselves alive, they would come back to life when the wind blows and continue the next round of punishment.

From this point of view, this sentence is very suitable for Xin Ting, a lunatic who is bound by himself and suffers on his own.

Zisong wrapped his evil spirit around his fingertips and snapped his fingers lightly. Xinting immediately regained his sanity, passed him stupidly, looked at Zhanli behind him, and murmured: "God...God Lord?"

Then he gave another wry smile, somewhat relieved and relieved: "Shenjun, did you come to take the old man's life? If the Shenjun is happy, then take it."

Zhanli shook his head: "I have no intention of taking your life, I just came here to ask you if you would like to give up reincarnation and become a ghost soldier for Zisong, so that we can take you to the world, and you can see Ning Zhan people."

Xin Ting was stunned, the deceased had no tears, he couldn't cry, but after a brief moment of stupefaction, he smiled and shook his head without any hesitation: "Thank you, Divine Lord, for your kindness, but...it's unnecessary."

Zi Sui became more and more disgusted, his men's evil spirit gradually rose, his eyes filled with murderous desire, and he said coldly: "What? I can't bear to reincarnate you in the next life? The mistakes you made, I'm afraid it will take tens of thousands of years, and they will never be redeemed! Reincarnation? Don't even think about it!"

In this endless torment of hell, I will never be reborn forever!

Unexpectedly, Xinting just smiled and shook his head: "I know that punishment will never see the light of day, and I don't intend to go to reincarnation, but I don't deserve it."

"I have become a demon with my body, and I am walking against the heavens, but my brother is from a decent and famous family. I am not worthy. The god... the old man is no longer worthy of seeing the brother again."

Even though he was prepared, Zhan Li still felt very sour and uncomfortable, and couldn't help but frowned and asked in doubt: "Why, you did all this just to keep the one you love, and you don't hesitate to go against him for this?" The sky is against the law, he was finally resurrected, but you said you couldn't see him, don't you do all this because you love him?"

If you love me, why don't you want to see me?

He refused to see him, and would rather die than see him. After overcoming so many difficulties and obstacles, don't the people who love each other want to be together?

☆, how heartbeat

Xinting glanced at the indifferent and silent Zisong, saw the missing horn on his forehead, and immediately understood all the twists and turns, and said: "Shenjun, do you still remember what I said that day?"

"remember."

"That old man, tell the two gods one more thing." He smiled, gentle and alienated, and just shook his head, "Not every couple who loves each other can grow old together, more often, they forget each other in the rivers and lakes. "

Zi Sui turned his head and glanced at Zhan Li, forgetting each other...?

Ah!

joke!

He wanted to have a quick fight with this man, until both of them were injured and died together. What "forget each other in the rivers and lakes" is ridiculous!

They will not forget each other, only live alone.

Immediately, he condensed the evil spirit on his fingertips and snapped his fingers again. Seeing that Xinting went mad again and tortured himself, he let out a bad breath, pulled Zhanli over and turned around: "Let's go, go back to the world .”

Zhan Li also didn't dare to look at the weird and terrifying scene again. Since Xin Ting didn't want to, he couldn't force it, and was about to follow along, but he said "ah" and realized later: "No, there is still Zen. Lingzi."

As soon as that guy was mentioned, Zisong couldn't help but frown: "Zhan Lingzi? What about others?"

"He said he was going to wait for the broken place and take a look again." Zhanli thought for a while, and added, "And his face is also very strange, I always feel like something is going to happen."

"Then let's go and have a look."

After saying that, Zisong took the lead and walked forward, all the way from hell to the edge of the vast underworld.I don't know where Zen Lingzi was wandering around before, but he didn't see anyone for a long time, he has been reincarnated, and the list is not on the summoning banner, so it was hard to find it for a while.

As he was walking, Zisong suddenly let out a "huh": "What's going on... the front... seems to be the breath of a sweet girl."

"what happened?"

"Just look at it and see."

Saying that, one god and one ghost quickened their pace, and swept forward like a shadow, and saw two bright figures entangled and intertwined in front of them, and they were inseparable.

——It was Zen Lingzi and Li Nu!

"Why did the two of them fight?" And it's still on the territory of the underworld?

Zhan Li squinted his eyes, keenly figured out the connection, and dragged back Zi Xun who was about to "persuade a fight": "Let them go."

Zi Song looked back again, with confusion written all over his face: "What's going on?"

He shook his head and said nothing.

Some things, no matter what, are not up to others to judge.

Li Nu's evil spirit condenses into a long whip, which pierces the air and rings when it is swung, like a spirit snake, spits out a letter, and goes straight to Zen Lingzi, not to be outdone, he holds the qin with one hand, and flicks the qin lightly with his bare hand, the strings vibrate The clear and crisp music sounded deafeningly deafening, and every move and every move was aimed directly at his life!

How could there be such a big hatred between one person and one ghost?

When Zisong was frowning, he saw Chan Lingzi holding the zither and retreating suddenly, and dozens of talismans flew out of his sleeves, hitting Li Nu directly. Shocked away, but Zen Lingzi followed closely behind, she couldn't dodge, and was struck down among the flowers by his palm. The palm was so fierce and full of killing intent that the majestic Lord actually vomited a mouthful of blood and moved. no.

Chan Lingzi's brows were like frost, those once enchanting and frivolous eyes were like a vast ocean, surging with monstrous hatred, and under the murderous aura, the butterfly with full sleeves showed a determination like dying.

He paused in place for a moment, then suddenly picked up his steps again, step by step, walking towards her like this.

"You lied to me."

Li Nu struggled twice and tried to get up, but she could only look up at the bright red sea of ​​flowers on the other side, unable to move.

He stood still in front of her, his hands holding the piano were bulging, his slender nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, his tone was as cold as icicles hanging from the eaves in the deep winter, piercing the heart and lungs.

"You lied to me. You lied to me to go to reincarnation. You lied to me that he didn't wait for me anymore. You lied to me and betrayed him! I wasted 800 years. I waited for the person I missed day and night, because of you, but I didn't see it because of you! He was wiped out and I didn't even see him, you lied to me, why! Why!"

He was hoarse, his eyes were bloodshot due to hatred and murder, he grabbed Li Nu by the collar, pinched a talisman between his fingers, and his bones creaked.

Zhan Li was startled.

Zen Lingzi...

From beginning to end, it has never been broken.

Li Nu trembled, and firmly grasped his hand. That enchanting and charming face, from paleness, to astonishment, to grievance, finally transformed into deep hatred, with tears surging, blurring vision, and whispering in despair Roared: "I lied to you? What about you!"

"800 years... I have been with you for 800 years! I have been with you since I was a child! This hell is always the same, there is no rain or snow, no morning and night, everything in the world is alike, only you are the variable! You are The only difference in my life... 800 years... I heard you say 800 years of love to your own shadow by the Wangchuan River! It is you who taught me love, 800 years! I have been hearing you say love , How could I not be tempted!"

Chan Lingzi's hands trembled, and his lips and teeth collided, making a slight noise.

But Li Nu didn't stop, her face was full of tears and she was almost mad, she continued to scream hysterically: "But you didn't! You have been by my side for 800 years, but you have never seen me! You don't know my heart and my love, you Just wait, wait for someone who can't wait! Then let me watch you wait with my own eyes!"

"So you lied to me? That's why you tricked me into reincarnation, so you made me waste a hundred years, so you made me die without seeing the side of Shaxu!"

The sweet girl giggled, smiled, and then vomited a mouthful of blood, her eyes were burning like a lamp, and she pierced his heart: "Yes! I don't want the person I like to spend 800 years or even more. Waiting for a long time for someone who will not come back, I think the person I like can like me! At that time, I was already a thousand years old, and I was about to pass through the catastrophe. The person I liked before liked me once, even if it was only for a moment, even if it was just to look at me, am I wrong!"

Zen Lingzi wanted to kill her. This was his reason and long-cherished wish for staying in the world for a long time and never returning. He wanted to seek justice for the 800 years he spent withered, for the things he didn’t say, for the people he didn’t see , looking for a relief, wanting to find an ending for my hatred.

But his hands trembled again and again, the talisman written with his pure blood, but no matter what, he couldn't put it on his hand.

"I thought, if I lied to you that Poxu had already left you alone in reincarnation, you would give up, and you would... look at me more, but you didn't! You would rather go after a reincarnation who doesn't remember you at all. , and I don’t want to stay for a person who has been with you for 800 years! What did I do wrong? You are the one who taught me feelings, and you are the one who abandoned me! From the beginning to the end, you never put me in the In your eyes, do you remember who I am? Do you remember my name? You don’t remember at all! I have been with you for 800 years, 800 years! But I can’t compare to the mere ten years that Poxu spent with you! Why? ! Why are you willing to spend 800 years waiting for someone, but you are not willing to take a moment to look at me? Am I wrong?"

Zen Lingzi trembled even more violently. After struggling, he finally squeezed the talisman into a ball of waste paper, discarded it casually, stood up and stumbled back two steps, as if he had lost his soul in an instant, even Yu laughed out loud, shook his head, just smiled and shed tears.

"You're right, you're right..."

Everyone has worked hard for a word of love, but it is a pity that God refuses to make it happen.

Li Nu burst into tears and struggled hoarsely: "No, it was all my fault! You killed me! I watched you leave me to go to reincarnation, I watched you drink Mengpo soup, I watched you After leaving me but never turning back once, I realized that feelings are never so fair, there is no first come, first served, no never leave, giving does not necessarily pay off, I wait for the person who can't wait for 800 years, wait another 1 Ten thousand years can't wait!"

Chan Lingzi pursed his lips, and stretched out his hand to caress the colorful white jade five-stringed qin. How much love was as deep as the sea, how much mutual affection, and finally melted into the tenderness in his eyes. All the lingering threads were removed.

He didn't pay attention to Li Nu anymore, he just turned his head and waved to Zhan Li: "I've got my wish, I have nothing more to ask for, I'm leaving."

Zhan Li's throat was blocked, he only pretended to smile gently, nodded, and gave a soft "um".

——He didn't want to say goodbye to him in his own selfishness, but he had already died once, and he really couldn't find any other reason to keep him.

Only Li Nu, screamed and shouted to stop, but in her panic, the arrogant young man still had a dazzling light all over his body, as if torn into pieces by the light, and the red dress was finally replaced with Knowing the spotless white Taoist robe of Chongnv Daojun, she stood holding the piano, with an unprecedented calmness and plainness in her deep eyes, but...

The violin that she couldn't deal with no matter how much effort she spent in the past, is now clean, and those colorful and lingering threads, in the end, all disappeared with the disappearance of the owner.

She lowered her head, stepped forward with lotus steps, and only whispered: "Shen Jun, I'm back."

Zhan Li sighed almost inaudibly, and answered "Hmm" with his lowered eyes.

In just a few days after she disappeared, she seemed to have grown a lot, more calm and introverted, but in her eyes, she no longer looked like the senior sister who had a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart.

Obviously her appearance has not changed, but it is...

Two people who are no longer the same.

"The sweet girl."

The woman sitting in the sea of ​​flowers was full of wet tears and looked at her blankly.

Knowing the heavy female Taoist nodded to her politely and distantly, with just the right tenderness: "Thank you. It's just that he can't say this sentence himself anyway, he can only entrust me to convey it."

Li Nu bowed her head and clenched her teeth, but suddenly, her breasts were wet with tears.

She once said, don't do things that you regret, because she knows how unforgettable this kind of feeling is.

☆、I like you

Zen Lingzi is a dead person. He shouldn't appear after reincarnation. He came against the sky and disappeared...but he followed the time of the sky and restored the law of the three realms to its original order, even...

Not many people will feel grief and regret for this.

However, he is a dead person, but Zhi Zhongnv Daojun is not.

"A living person will definitely die in prison", even with the support of Zhanli's divine power, he couldn't last long, so he quickly let Zisong open the ghost door, and dragged her out of the underworld first.

Seeing his blue back disappear into the dark hole of the ghost gate, Zi Chong turned his head and said to Li Nu:

"I won't regret it."

Whether you live or die, or die together, he will never make a choice that he regrets.

Li Nu came back to her senses, gave a wry smile, didn't answer, just stood up, stumbled and left.

He just stepped up and walked into the ghost gate that had gradually shrunk. The ghost gate was opening in the field of Duguang, at the foot of Jianmu, and it was getting late. The warm fire surrounded him with a lot of small animals like rabbits, birds, and squirrels, and he even held a chubby lynx in his hand. He is very curious about his ability to attract animals, and coupled with his debut, the two can have a friendly chat.

And Zhanli stood with his hands behind his back, Youfeng raised his wide sleeves, turned around and asked very casually: "Is it finished?"

Zi Chong was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that what he was asking was what he had said to Li Nu, and he didn't answer, just muttered in a low voice: "Monkey spirit."

He smiled, turned his head again, and saw not far in front of him, the Taoist Monarch Zhizhong was standing with her head down and playing the piano. : "Actually, he didn't have time to leave any promises for you, did he?"

After reincarnation, Zen Lingzi disappeared completely. He used the crown feather to go back in time and recalled him from the moment before reincarnation. He and Zhizhong Nvdaojun are the same person, so it is naturally impossible They exist at the same time, so it is impossible for him to have the opportunity to leave a message to her.

Zhizhong Nv Taoist Lord has already explained the ins and outs to Ning Shiren briefly, she only smiled gently, with a very dignified temperament: "Goddess Li will live for thousands of years, there is no need to be trapped by the past, the man is gone, the clouds and smoke have passed , why bother to be persistent?"

Zhan Li also laughed, cold and gentle, and said softly as if pointing something: "Ordinary people are not like gods, and they are far away from death. In the blink of an eye, it will be dozens of years. If the Taoist Lord already knows this, then live this life well. I just didn’t let you come to the world.”

With her slender and white fingers, she stroked the fine and perfect carvings on the body of the piano. Every gully hides the man, who has deep affection for another man, and then nodded lightly, as small as a mosquito: "Thank you." God cares."

The wilderness of Duguang was pitch black, and those little animals surrounded Ning Shiren, so that he didn't dare to stand up, for fear of startling these friendly cuties, Zhanli glanced at the sky: "It's too late today, we each I've been through too much, no matter what, let's rest for a night first, and discuss other things tomorrow morning."

"Anything else?"

He nodded, and took another look at Ning Shiren and Zhizhong Nv Daojun: "For example, what are your plans?"

Now that the Wuming Sect is killing the sect after its destruction, it urgently needs to be revived. Knowing that Feng Xiaodaojun and Qi Wuyi are still continuing to rebuild in Yandang Town, Ning Shiren...

After being resurrected from the dead, he is almost like a monster in the human world. It is best to keep his name incognito. The Zhenyuan Sect must never go back.

Zhizhong Nv Daojun did not hesitate: "Recently there have been a lot of troubles in the school, and the losses have been heavy. Almost all the disciples of the same generation have been wiped out. I went down the mountain to meet my junior brother and heels. I will report to the masters that they are safe."

Ning Shiren was also very decisive when he heard the words: "In this case, I will go back to Luwu Mountain first, and... Xinting's body will be buried."

Zhanli nodded, but Zisong asked back, "What about me?"

He chuckled and glanced at him: "Of course you follow me. From now on until I die, you will stay with me every step of the way. Do you have any doubts?"

Zisong smiled cheerfully, and the white canine teeth that were exposed when he grinned were no longer so glaring, and sparks were reflected in his bright eyes, shining with brilliance: "May I follow the god so close to the end of the world, and never leave."

"Why... don't you want to kill me?"

"Yes, but I'll bear with it," he said, holding out his hand, palm up, "if you'd like to give me something as a reward."

Zhan Li blinked, took out a small sugar bag from his belt, and put it in his scarred palm.

Although he wanted to eat it very much, he swallowed and shook his head decisively: "I don't want this."

"Then what do you want?"

"My broken horn is broken in your heart. You can't get it back until you die. It's a loss no matter how you think about it. Can't you give me something worth as much as my broken horn as a token?"

Zhan Li blinked again, and thought about it carefully, he really didn't seem to have any token of value equal to his broken horn to give him...

Seeing that hand moved forward again, he smiled awkwardly "haha", and forced the sugar bag into his hand: "I'm sleepy, I'll go to sleep first."

... Do you want to love it?

Zi Sui hurriedly stretched out his hand to pick Zhanli, and a god and a ghost immediately rolled into a ball: "Zhanli!"

Ning Shiren was stunned, and was so shocked that many animals around him scattered like birds and beasts, and the frost on his face had a crack. .”

Zisong searched Zhanli's body over and over again, but he couldn't find anything that could be used as a token, so he could only settle for the next best thing, and reluctantly put the bag of candy in his belt, thinking that he was always sweet in the future .

Yeah.

Sleep peacefully this night, after the sunrise in the east, the cluster of open flames has turned into cold carbon ash, Ning Shiren chose to go west, to Luwu Mountain to collect the corpse for Xinting, while Zhizhong Nv Taoist Monarch went north, to After Yandang Town picked up Lord Zhifeng Xiaodao, they rushed back to Wuming Mountain together.

The group of people parted ways, leaving only Zhanli and Zisong, starting from Duguangzhiye, heading east.

"where are we going?"

"Didn't you say that the needle in my brain was sharpened by the black crystal stone from the East China Sea? So I plan to go to the East China Sea to investigate the situation, maybe there will be clues about who is behind the scenes."

Zi Chong is a surly man but also innocent, under more than a hundred kinds of torture, he had already thrown this matter out of the blue, and when he heard Zhan Li mentioning it, he remembered it again, followed him with an "oh", but just quietly After walking two steps, he suddenly said "Zhanli!"

He turned around with a "huh" and saw the man in red and black smiling brightly, with bright teeth and bright eyes: "I like you."

He was stunned for a while, and suddenly his handsome face was burning, and he quickly turned red: "You, you, you... what are you talking about?"

Zi Sui was serious and didn't know what shame was at all: "Li Nu said, if you keep hearing someone say you like it, it's hard not to be tempted, so I plan to keep telling you that you like it, so that you Will she also like me like Li Nu likes Chan Lingzi?"

His face was even hotter, and he was so shy that he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

However, Zi Chong still didn't want to let him go, and continued to say sincerely and earnestly: "I want you to like me."

... Zhan Li, this will probably look like a exploded tomato.

Seeing this, Zi Sui grinned, showing evil intentions that were not obvious: "I am working hard to overcome the calamity, shouldn't God show it?"

However, he couldn't fool Zhan Li at all, even if he blushed with shame and anger, he could still see through his little scheme at a glance, and immediately gritted his teeth: "Zi Sui!"

Zi Sui spread his hands: "Doesn't God want to overcome the catastrophe? Feelings are not our business alone, so it's not appropriate for me to work hard alone?"

Zhanli ground his teeth, his face was as red as blood, he bit his lower lip tightly, after a long time, he stumbled like a mosquito, and said in a soft and low voice: "I... like...you."

Zi Song chuckled: "No, no, this doesn't count! Intermittent and incoherent, it's not a sentence at all!"

"Zi Sui! Don't push me too far!" When his skin is as thick as a wall of copper and iron?

"I don't care, say it again!"

Hearing the words, Zhanli was ready to go all out, closed his eyes and shouted like a cannonball: "I like you, I like you, I like you, Zhanli likes Zisong, that's all right!"

Then Zisong laughed heartily on the quiet path in the countryside, the brilliance on his face was like gorgeous and colorful fireworks in the night sky, unrestrained and insolent.

only……

Zhan Li looked at him and smiled, while quietly tugging on his cuffs and collar to cover the almost horrific skin that was festering.

——There is a price to pay for using crown feathers.

The price for entering the ghost gate is that the body is festered and corroded for no reason. He tried to use divine power to heal it, but the divine power made the wound heal.