It's hell, my lord

Zhu Xingchen activated the sword of Yuanshen and directly nailed him to the wall. He originally wanted to say: Don't give me yin and yang.As a result, no other words came out of his mouth. I wonder if there is some hidden mechanism on the wall. In the next second, the fake He Xian was swallowed by the black fire from hell, and there was not even ashes left.

And the sentence he said before he died: "Your He Xian and I are both the same thing." has been lingering in Zhu Xingchen's ears, lingering.

It's a pity that he hadn't had time to figure out a little bit of mystery from this sentence, two strong winds brushed his back, Zhu Xingchen quickly retracted between the primordial spirit, and hastily blocked a wave of attacks from behind for himself.

It was He Xian's 'grandmother' and 'father' who came here. Without hesitation, Zhu Xingchen swept forward with the Jade Blood Sword.And the two also dodged with extremely sensitive speed.Zhu Xingchen quickly burned a talisman while defending against their more ferocious attacks.

The eyes became clearer, and the densely packed threads on the joints of the two people's bodies were clearly visible, pulling and pulling with incomparable precision, controlling the progress and movements of the two puppets.

Zhu Xingchen tried to use the green blood to cut off these fine threads that are so delicate that the naked eye can't see them. The result is that the thin thread is full of elasticity. It is very hard when it is straightened, but it is soft and indestructible when it is attacked by foreign objects. It is against the sharp weapon in Zhu Xingchen's hand.

But this time, the two puppets were obviously much more powerful than those in the Lost Paradise, facing every fatal attack from Zhu Xingchen, they were able to dodge with ease.Not to mention that these two also had their own summoning skills. After chanting some spell, densely packed fake He Xian and his grandma and father crawled out from every corner of the room.

Although this thing is difficult to deal with, but the speed is not fast, and it can't trap Zhu Xingchen for a while.But with such a large number, there is a problem.His whole body has been surrounded, but wherever there is room for a person, there are still people's heads popping up continuously.

Is it free to make dolls?With such a big ostentation, it is really rich and powerful to deal with him, a little Taoist priest.

He used up all the charms on his body, and there were still puppets crawling out stepping on the corpses of his predecessors, and rushed towards Zhu Xingchen desperately.At this moment of life and death, Zhu Xingchen suddenly thought of his two unreliable adoptive fathers, and then He Xian's face, from childhood to adulthood, from god to mortal.

Those happy or unhappy memories passed by like a revolving lantern, and the sword of Yuanshen was still resisting. Zhu Xingchen stepped on the dead body stacked as high as a chair. His clothes were ragged and his body was covered with large and small wounds. It's the end of the battle.

"His grandma's!" Zhu Xingchen supported his body with a sword: "Xiaoha, get out of here quickly, what use are you for?"

Xiao Ha, who was lying at the door watching a good show, was suddenly called on, and without gloating enough, he was pulled in by the invisible and intangible contract line between him and Zhu Xingchen.Zhu Xingchen scratched his palm and quickly drew a series of symbols on top of its head.

Little Ha suddenly swelled several times, and the hair all over his body stood up instantly, forming a burning fireball around his fat body.Zhu Xingchen said seriously: "Jaiba, stand for me."

After speaking, the man ran away, faster than killing the puppet before.Xiaoha, who had turned into a yawn, helplessly swept at the puppet that rushed up, giving up hope for this inexplicable master.

In fact, unless it is absolutely necessary, Zhu Xingchen still does not want to use Xiao Ha.He caught this thing outside by chance, and it might be the remnant soul of Jairai hundreds of years ago.With the mentality of not being wasted, Zhu Xingchen put a seal on him, turned into a husky and took it back.

But when he was fighting just now, he thought of one thing in the midst of his busy schedule - the lights at home were on when he went back.This incident was even more shocking than the overwhelming dolls, and it directly shocked Zhu Xingchen.

But when he actually chased here, the contact was suddenly cut off, and this was the real reason why he suspected that He Xian in front of him was a fake.There was no life in that house, that is to say, He Xian might not have left the house at all?

Zhu Xingchen was flying in the air with his sword, while repeatedly recalling the situation just now.He can be very sure that there is absolutely no one at home at that time.Unless He Xian has reached the realm of inhumanity, even his spiritual consciousness can be deceived.

When Zhu Xingchen got home, he found that the lights that were on had gone out.He turned on all the lights in the whole house, and turned the small house upside down angrily, but he didn't find any shadow of He Xian. If it wasn't for his things still kept, Zhu Xingchen would have suspected this person Has it ever existed.

More than a month later.

"He Xian?" Zhu Xingchen's tired eyes suddenly lit up, and then quickly dimmed the moment he opened the door: "Baixuan... what are you here for?"

Bai Xuan looked him up and down, and felt that this person was very different from the person he met more than a month ago.The stubble is the stubble, the dark circles are the dark circles under the eyes, I really have no energy: "He Xian hasn't found it yet?"

"Yes..." Zhu Xingchen let out a sigh of relief, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, held it in his hand, and did not light it: "You said this little bastard, why did he just disappear from the world?"

"..." Bai Xuan opened his mouth, really didn't know what to comfort him, and jokingly said, "Hahahaha, I wish Xingchen fell on his head." It seemed that he deserved a beating and was an idiot.And "Don't be sad, you can always find it." It seems too hypocritical and perfunctory.

None of them fit the current atmosphere.

"By the way, I came here today for one thing. I don't know if Zhu Qi told you, but she said that a dozen or so students in her school suddenly fell asleep. Even if they went to the hospital, they couldn't find out what was wrong. It's all on the news." Bai Xuan made a trick to shave off Zhu Xingchen's stubble: "Take care of yourself, what's the difference between you and the tramps outside?"

Zhu Xingchen raised his spirit: "There is a difference."

"Where?"

Zhu Xingchen: "I am a handsome homeless man."

Bai Xuan gently pushed his shoulder: "Get out." Zhu Xingchen's current appearance of being able to knock his teeth and fart is really not reassuring, he doesn't have so many devious thoughts, happiness is happiness, and sadness is happiness. It's sad, I've never experienced such an obvious pain at this moment, and I have to force my spirits to twist.

"It's just..." Bai Xuan knows that giving people hope and then shattering it hurts people more than despair, but the fact is that I must wish Xingchen to join the battle. I don't know where his two fathers are going to be happy, the police doctor There is nothing to do about the "Sleeping Beauty" world in school.

"I'm running a steamed stuffed bun shop opposite your sister's school, and the students will come to buy breakfast when they go to school in the morning. Of course, it's all because of my good looks and charm." Bai Xuan couldn't stop boasting to himself: "When the female students are chatting, Speaking of the new male teacher from their school, they say they are gentle and elegant, with delicate features, and in a word, they are very handsome."

"Then I'm definitely not convinced, so I joked that I'm more handsome? A girl showed me a photo she secretly took. It's quite blurry, but her back and figure are very similar to He Xian." Bai Xuan continued: " I was afraid that I was wrong, so I asked them some more details. They said that the teacher was wearing glasses with metal frames, his complexion was very fair, and he basically didn't communicate with students except in class. Oh, by the way, he also wore a glass around his neck bottle……"

"Where... which school?" Zhu Xingchen's gloomy eyes began to flutter, and he was almost sure that this person should be He Xian.So the whole person was vacillating between "doubting whether this is a dream" and being excited.

Bai Xuan: "Your sister's school..."

Zhu Xingchen didn't even change his clothes, and went out in slippers.When he got downstairs, he realized that he couldn't see He Xian in this state, so he ran back and quickly tossed himself like a dog.

Bai Xuan sighed in the back without knowing what was in his mind.