Brother, this showman

"Fang Yi! Fang Yi!"

Gu Ren hugged Fang Yi and kept rubbing his gradually cold face. Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes. He was heartbroken and his lips trembled: "Why is this happening? Why is this happening! I've been building virtue After choosing a house, you say you want to go home, you say we will go home after the new year, so we can spend the Lantern Festival in our new home."

"Fang Yi! Look at me! We agreed to take care of each other. When we are [-] or [-], let your grandson make tea and beat our legs, order him to buy whatever we want, and beat us up if we don't obey. Pause. You can't beat him too hard, because if you beat him too hard, you will cry easily."

"Fang Yi, we agreed!"

Gu Ren buried his head in Fang Yi's neck and wept bitterly, telling the agreement between them one by one.

"Gu Ren, you know why Fang Yi died." He Huaqiu's eyes were flushed, and he looked at Gu Ren expressionlessly, "You plant Kunlun Yuying for him and perform illusions on him. He is just an ordinary person , without a bit of spiritual power to protect the body, I can't stand these spells. You are taking his life to play with yourself."

"You, He Huaqiu, know nothing! You're just pointing fingers!" Gu Ren interrupted sharply, turning his head and staring at him viciously, with a gleam sharper than a sword in his eyes, "If it weren't for you I have been instigating him to leave me, will I do this? You have been dead for so long, and if I don’t seduce you like this, will you come out? It’s not because of you! It’s not because you have been acting like a turtle. Dodge, I just thought of this trick!"

"You keep saying that I am not the same type of person as Fang Yi, and persuade him to leave. Let me ask you, I have known him for 20 years, I am a bandit, and he is also a bandit. I killed someone, and he killed someone. He and Am I any different?"

"You try to persuade him to leave me, to leave the village, but I don't like what you want. I want to make him into a person like me. In this world, except for me who will never leave him, who can be his support? You He Huaqiu? Do you dare to touch your heart and ask yourself, have you ever thought about killing Fang Yi directly?"

"No." He Huaqiu said calmly, "From the beginning to the end, I never thought of killing him."

"Gu Ren, you said you have known Fang Yi for 20 years, so why did you plant Kunlun Yuying in his body?" He Huaqiu asked the doubts that had been buried in his heart for many years.

As Gu Ren said, the two are close friends, comparable to family members.But why did Gu Ren use Kunlun Yuying to deal with Fang Yi?

Gu Ren ignored it, sat down on the ground, hugged Fang Yi in his arms, even took off his outer shirt to cover him, and said softly, "You are most afraid of the cold, and your left foot is also covered. ,It's fine."

"Gu Ren, how long are you going to be hypocritical?" He Huaqiu said coldly.

"what!!!"

Gu Ren pushed Fang Yi away from his arms, put his head in his hands, buried his face between his legs, trembling all over, shaking his head constantly, almost crazy: "It's not me, it's not me, it's the elder, it's the elder I was asked to do this. He is the host chosen by the elders, I can't help it! I can't resist!"

"I can't resist!" Gu Ren suddenly raised his head and shouted at He Huaqiu, like a fire that was lit instantly. The powder barrel was filled with smoke, and he got up and rushed towards him, "I don't want to at all! Without you, Fang Yi and I will have a good time." of!"

"If there was no Taoist He, Fang Yi would have died long ago, and he wouldn't have lived another 15 years." Ye Wenqing kicked Gu Ren to the ground, with contempt, disdain, and sympathy in his eyes, "Huhaha no Let me tell you how to get Kunlun Yuying, right?"

Gu Ren was stunned, a trace of bewilderment flashed across his eyes.

"Sure enough." Ye Wenqing sighed and shook his head, "Once the Kunlun Yuying fully blooms, the host will definitely die."

Gu Ren's pupils froze, his expression gradually became stiff, and he raised his hands tremblingly to grab Fang Yi again, but Fang Yi was carried away by He Huaqiu earlier.

"Give him to me!" Gu Ren clenched his hands into fists, yelling furiously, stretching his neck.Like a wild beast that is cornered, even though it is full of scars, it still stubbornly sends out its final roar.

"You bullied him for many years, you are not worthy!"

He Huaqiu asked Ye Wenqing for the Qiankun bag, and put Fang Yi's body in it for the time being, and put it away carefully.

"Give him back to me!" Gu Ren roared, attacking He Huaqiu like a tiger preying on it.

Qingshuang crossed his body, dragged his skirt, and nailed him to the boulder behind him.

"Give Fang Yi back to me, I want to take him home!" Gu Ren still stubbornly repeated.

Ye Wenqing thought he was noisy, so he cast a curse on him, but he opened and closed his upper and lower lips, but he couldn't make a sound.

The noisy environment instantly quieted down.

"He Daoist, there is one thing I don't understand, and I hope the Daoist can clear up the confusion." Ye Wenqing thought over and over again, but still chose to speak, and looked at He Huaqiu puzzledly, "15 years have passed, why haven't you fallen into reincarnation? "

"The heart is obsessed, and it is difficult to rest in peace." He Huaqiu lowered his head and rubbed the Qiankun bag, his brows were a little confused, "I am ashamed of him, I am ashamed of my heart, and I am not worthy of reincarnation. I will send my soul to the Condensation Pearl for now. Looking forward to seeing you again someday.”

"The world is still..." He Huaqiu paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "Forget it, the matter has come to an end, it's useless to talk about it."

"What's the Taoist priest's plan?" Ye Wenqing asked, "The Soul Bead..."

"No need." He Huaqiu interrupted, "The soul of the sky is gone, I can't even gather the soul now, and going to the underworld is just trapped in it. The Soul Condensation Pearl has no effect on me, and I can only survive for many years. I am one person. When I was alive, I was devoted to eliminating evil and treachery, and I wanted to help the world and save people. Only after death did I know all the grievances and grievances in the world, and how can others understand them in a few words. Maybe I am not good enough. salvation."

"As for my corpse, please burn it, Mr. Ye. If you meet my master in the future, please ask Mr. Ye to apologize to the master for me. I took Fang Yi away, Gu Ren, please deal with it."

Gu Ren leaned on the stone, watched He Huaqiu leave, opened and closed his mouth in anxiety, but couldn't say a word, tears fell down in anxiety, but it still didn't help.

He is like a wolf separated from its cubs, separated by an abyss, his eyes are full of sadness and anger, but he can only helplessly shout in place, licking and licking the wound alone.

Qingshuang was as stable as Mount Tai, no matter how Gu Ren struggled, she did not loosen a bit.

In the end, Gu Ren lowered his head with ashen face, a dark blue flame ignited in the palm of his hand, pierced his chest in a blink of an eye, and his whole body began to burn.

Seeing this, Ye Wenqing wanted to step forward to stop him, but was bounced back by the barrier around the flame.

The fire was weird, without a trace of warmth, but Gu Ren was so painful that his face turned grim.

"He ruined his inner alchemy."

At some point, Feng Lianchen came to Ye Wenqing's side, and reached out to brush his hair away from his eyes.

"Ghosts too." Ye Wenqing paused, then looked at Gu Ren in astonishment, "Then he just lost his soul?"

"En." Feng Lianchen nodded.

Gu Ren struggled in the dark blue fire, his expression gradually stretched, his brows were brimming with relief, a smile slowly opened on his mouth, and his lips moved.

Ye Wenqing untied his Yin Yin Curse, and heard Gu Ren's words as if death was at home: "We agreed to go together wherever we go, and I, Gu Ren, never break my promise."

As the words fell, the fire became more and more intense, and Gu Ren turned into a cloud of white smoke, which curled up in the air and scattered faintly.

"Is that the end?" Su He changed his posture and lay on Song Jihua's shoulder, his eyes widened in shock, "Gu Ren burned himself to death?"

Song Jihua corrected: "It's the fire of Jiuyou Earth, which can burn people, ghosts, and gods."

"He is really cruel to himself." Su He was slightly speechless, scratched his head, and blew the hair that fell on the tip of his nose.

"Who is he not cruel to?" Song Jihua asked back.

Su He was startled, then heaved a long sigh, and lightly tapped Song Jihua's shoulder with his chin: "Whether it's a human or a ghost, it's very complicated. It's still my sisters who are gentle, considerate, and reasonable."

Song Jihua: "..."

It's good not to have stuff in your head.

"Yo! How are you all? I'm really sorry for being late."

The rough male voice floated back and forth in the canyon, which lasted longer than the bells ringing in the monastery.

"Hearing that the people in the city said they saw a phoenix, the old man wanted to take a look together, but I didn't know there really was one!"

Ma Huateng opened his voice and approached, excitedly pointing at the red-feathered fire phoenix that Ye Wenqing temporarily asked to act as a lighting object standing on a branch beside him, with a golden light shining in his eyes: "This phoenix is ​​so beautiful."

Akabane Huofeng looked at the feathers on his head with distaste, shook his wings, and immediately felt comfortable physically and mentally.

There are tens of thousands of feathers in the world, but this seat is the prettiest.

Ma Huateng was still admiring the red-feathered fire phoenix under the tree. Lan Weiyan over there seemed to have received an amnesty, ignoring the injuries on his body. Killing innocent people, I hope Sect Master Ma can uphold justice for us."

"Ah?" Ma Huateng was stunned, his eyes fell behind, and his tone was raised in fright, "Ahhh!!!"

"Why, why are they all dead?" Ma Huateng backed away in fright, the feathers on his head dangling with the colorful braids, coupled with his stumbling and twists and turns, those who didn't know thought he was singing an opera.

"It's Feng Lianchen, it's all Feng Lianchen's doing!" Lan Weiyan held his wound and said with difficulty, "Sect Master Ma, can someone take the old man down the mountain first?"

"Oh, good, good!" Ma Huateng scratched his hair, and asked two disciples to support Lan Weiyan to go back first.

"That, Mr. Ye." Ma Huateng stabilized his sore legs, pointed to the corpse on the ground, raised his eyes to look at Ye Wenqing, and then quietly glanced at Feng Lianchen behind him, with a flattering expression and a hint of questioning, "Just now what Sect Master Cailan said doesn't seem to be a lie, and this matter happened within the jurisdiction of my Xunxun Sect. In any case, the old man has to take care of it. It's just that the minister is a disciple of Yan Rantai, and it is inevitable that the old man will be confused when dealing with some things. There is a suspicion of trespassing. So I can only bother Zhan Mingzun, and invite him to come and discuss together."

"Before Zhan Mingzun arrives, please invite a few of you to live in Yanxun Villa first, okay?"

What Ma Huateng said made it clear that he would not let people go.But things have already happened, Lan Weiyan insisted that Feng Lianchen killed someone, and Feng Lianchen couldn't prove that he didn't kill someone.In any case, the whole story still needs to be clarified.

Ye Wenqing restrained his thoughts, smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said, "Then follow what Sect Master Ma said."