There might be something wrong with my rebirth

Although Shuangruo was very tired these days, he didn't sleep soundly, and kept having some chaotic and complicated dreams.

Until he dreamed that he broke off the seven tails and led the sprites to jump into the land of killing ghosts, he suddenly felt an unbearable pain, and then woke up from the dream.

It was still late at night.

Shuang Ruo let out a foul breath, put on her coat, and walked out of the tent.

At a glance, I saw Fuyin wrapped in moonlight.

Shuangruo stopped in her tracks for fear of disturbing him.

Fuyin had already heard his movements, and turned her head slightly: "Can't sleep either?"

Shuangruo shook her head: "I went to bed earlier at night and just woke up."

After finishing speaking, he changed the topic: "Is Ming Feng Shangshen alright?"

Fuyin frowned: "His problem is serious, Hangu Point is destroyed, and I have nothing to do."

Shuangruo hesitated and said: "Concentric fruit is probably fine."

Fuyin didn't speak for a while, he turned his head to Shuangruo's direction, and said in a low voice, "Concentric fruit—it is indeed possible, but it is not in his hands."

What is not said is that the concentric fruit has probably already taken effect in your body.

But Ming Feng didn't say anything, and he didn't need to do anything that would make people think it was wrong to talk to Shuang Ruo.

Seeing that Fuyin didn't want to say more, Shuang Ruo didn't ask anymore, he just wondered who could have such a big face to ask Ming Feng Shangshen to take such a big risk to pick the concentric fruit.

But at this time Ming Feng couldn't get the concentric fruit, which was a bit tricky.

Fuyin pondered for a while, then said: "Shuangruo, I heard that you rejected the engagement with Ming Feng, is there such a thing?"

Shuangruo couldn't figure out what Fuyin meant for a while, so she had to answer truthfully: "Yes."

Fuyin smiled: "You don't have to be so reserved when talking to me. You and I just met today. I just want to talk to you. If you don't mind, then we can change to something else."

"God Fuyin doesn't mind." Shuang Ruo pursed her lips, "Whatever you want to talk about, just say it."

Even though Shuangruo said that, Fuyin didn't intend to be annoying, so he said, "Why don't you tell me how I escaped from Dry Chan Island today, are you curious?"

Shuangruo looked at him quietly, without speaking.

When Fuyin talks to him, he always has a sense of distance between them, even if Fuyin wants to talk about such a topic that brings them closer, Shuangruo doesn't feel any improvement.

Fu Yin said: "About the time when the Heavenly Emperor bestowed marriage on you and Ming Feng, he came to me once and made a deal with me."

These words finally aroused Shuangruo's curiosity, following Fuyin's words, he asked, "What kind of deal is it?"

"Ming Feng seems to have expected the day when his divine power will be exhausted, let me pay more attention to the seal of the Ghost Slayer Land, and when I feel that he is about to die, I will help him. Of course, he It also gave me three chances to come out of Kuchan Island freely without disturbing anyone," Fuyin paused, as if waiting for Shuangruo to ask, but Shuangruo didn't ask, so he had to continue, "This time I It was because I realized that you were trapped in the illusion of mind and heart, and Ming Feng's situation was unstable, so I expected something to happen to you, so I had no choice but to come out and help you."

Fuyin's words were half true and half false, he only said a small part of the deal with Ming Feng.

As for the other big part, for example, Ming Feng asked him to find the magic of searching memory, and asked to use it on himself, so Fuyin saw what Ming Feng did in the past two lives, and for example, Ming Feng asked him How to solve the problem of Shuangruo's stagnant divine power? For example, Ming Feng sensed that the atmosphere in the heaven was not right. He was secretly protecting Shuang Ruo and so on, these things were the content of the deal Ming Feng made with him.

There is no need to talk to Shuang Ruo about these words.

It's just that he looked at Ming Feng's memory, and now when he looked at Shuangruo again, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Shuang Ruo noticed that the atmosphere around her was getting more and more wrong, and always felt that she was bathed in the benevolent gaze of the Emperor of Heaven.

"Shangshen?" Shuangruo tentatively called out, "I'm a little puzzled. Why Mingfeng Shangshen's divine power has shown signs of being lacking? When he strengthened the seal, it wasn't that difficult, but he seemed to be struggling. .”

He knew that he was overstepping by asking this question, but he really wanted to solve the doubts in his heart.

The god of war in the heavens shouldn't be reduced to this level.

Fuyin said: "Ming Feng always does too much and talks too little. He used his supernatural power to do more important things. It's not convenient for me to tell you, but if you ask, he will definitely tell you. .”

Shuangruo felt a little cold, he grabbed his clothes tighter, his finger bones turned white.

Fuyin took care of Shuangruo's body, and said, "I'll go back and check on Ming Feng's condition. It's cold and windy at night, so you should go back soon."

Shuangruo nodded lightly: "It's really cold, so Shuangruo will go back first."

Fuyin smiled: "Okay."

He watched Shuang Ruo go back to the tent, then turned back to Ming Feng against the cool night wind.

When he returned to the tent and saw Ming Feng had stood up, opened the window and looked into the distance, his heart skipped a beat.

"Ming Feng, do you think your current body is not like a sieve?" Fu Yin said halfway, when she walked to Ming Feng's side, she suddenly froze.

From this angle, you can clearly see the place where he talked with Shuangruo just now, and even a short way for Shuangruo to return to the tent.

At that moment, Fuyin felt a little powerless.

Fuyin asked: "Are you going to keep him from knowing anything?"

Ming Feng gently lowered the curtain and shook his head: "It's fine for me to worry about these things, as long as he is safe and free from worries, and living the life he likes is my wish."

Fuyin really wanted to refute him, "You are so affectionate now, what were you doing earlier?", but he didn't ask, so as not to make fun of himself.

He said: "Come here, I will heal your wounds, today I will go back to Kuchan Island overnight, or I will be discovered by the Emperor of Heaven."

Ming Feng turned around cooperatively and sat back on the couch.

Fuyin directed the divine power to the veins of Ming Feng's whole body. When he was concentrating his whole body, he suddenly felt something strange in several places in Ming Feng's body.There seemed to be something attached to the four acupoints beside his left and right wrist bones and on the inner side of his ankle, Qingguan, Lingguan, Woquan and Qingxi acupoints.

Sweat oozes from Fuyin's forehead, feeling a little uncertain.

These four major acupoints and the Hangu acupoint are the key acupoints for divine power to flow through the whole body and store it freely. Ming Feng's Hangu acupoint has been destroyed. If there is another mistake in these four acupoints...

He slowly released a ray of divine power to spy on the situation of the four acupoints.

Finally, he saw clearly.

In the context of the flow of divine power from these four major acupoints, there is a seal that floats in the flow of divine power.It will not have any effect on the divine power, but it will monitor the flow of divine power in Ming Feng's body at any time.

He had seen it before, it was a spell.

Mostly used to manipulate puppets.

Who dares to make Ming Feng a puppet?

Fuyin's brows were about to knit together, he tried his best to keep his voice steady, and asked, "Ming Feng, have you ever studied spells?"

Ming Feng looked as usual: "No, why?"

Fuyin jumped in his heart, tried his best to calm down his voice, and said: "It's okay, I just suddenly thought of a spell, there are too many things I don't understand, and I want to ask you for advice, but it's a pity that you haven't contacted it. Well, forget it."

Ming Feng didn't notice anything, he closed his eyes and thought about his own affairs.

Fuyin's expression was serious, he withdrew the ray of divine power calmly, with mixed feelings.

If he remembered correctly, this kind of incantation is only for controlling puppets, and it will drop seal formulas on the five major acupoints. Unfortunately, Mingfeng Hangu acupoint has been destroyed, so he can't prove it, but eighty to nine out of ten it is this kind of incantation.

This kind of spell is too old to be known to anyone, but it must be supplemented with a poison to be effective.

Fuyin made a secret note that he didn't tell Ming Feng, he only planned to investigate secretly after returning to Kuchan Island, and this matter should not alarm too many people.

After he healed Ming Feng, he said goodbye to Ming Feng and hurried back to Dry Chan Island.

After sending Fuyin away, Ming Feng still couldn't fall asleep, this time he noticed so many strange things that he thought over and over in his mind.

The first time he went to Demon Realm to strengthen the seal, the last life was so tragic that he had to ignite a tail to trigger the sky fire to settle it, and now his memory of that time is still a little fuzzy, as if everything is covered by a shadow. A layer of water film, but this time it was easily settled.And this time when he came to the Demon Realm, the degree of mutation of the sprites was far higher than in the previous life, and everything seemed to be driven by something behind, this kind of cognition made Ming Feng a little uneasy.

The difference between these two lives is nothing more than whether he married Shuangruo, whether he drank that sip of Hebei wine, whether Shuangruo entered the Shensi Division...

The more Ming Feng thought about it, the more he lost his mind, so he had to close his eyes and rest.

Before the sky was fully lit, Shuangruo vaguely heard someone calling him outside.

He got up and opened the curtain, and at a glance, he saw the energetic Lu Bai looking at him eagerly with watery eyes: "Shuang Ruo, can you take me to see Wen Ji now?"

Shuangruo was a little embarrassed for a moment, he led Lu Bai into his tent, poured him a glass of water, and asked softly, "Want to see God Wenji so much?"

He vaguely had a plan in mind, to take Lu Bai back to the heavenly realm, and then take him to the tomb of Shangshen Wenji.

There is a tomb of heroes in the heavens, where God Wenji sleeps.

Lu Bai looked very excited: "I haven't seen Wen Ji Shangshen for so long, I almost forgot her appearance."

Shuangruo couldn't bear it, her lips twitched, but she didn't make a sound.

Just as Lu Bai finished speaking, before Shuang Ruo could answer, Ming Feng lifted the curtain and continued: "Shangshen Wen Ji has fallen in the battle of exterminating ghosts a hundred years ago."

Lu Bai froze all over.

Shuang Ruo frowned and looked up at Ming Feng.

Seeing that Ming Feng's face turned pale, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Lu Bai was a little at a loss: "The battle of killing ghosts?"

Shuangruo sighed, sat down, and patiently said to him: "Lu Bai, I'm sorry, I actually lied to you."

The light in Lubai's eyes dispersed, but he still stared at Shuangruo in a daze.

Shuangruo felt numb and astringent in his heart, he took a breath, and continued to explain: "Lu Bai, you have been in the magical realm for 300 years, you don't know, a hundred years ago, a catastrophe happened, and the four gods of war in the heaven Two people fell in this battle of exterminating ghosts, and Wenji Shangshen was one of them, she is now sleeping in the Hero Tomb in the Heaven Realm, if you... I will take you there."

Lu Bai listened quietly all the time, without interrupting or raising any questions.

Shuangruo's heart was always tense, seeing that Lu Bai didn't respond, he called softly, "Lu Bai?"

Lu Bai smiled lightly: "Thank you, Shuangruo."

Shuang Ruoxin clicked, and he frowned, "Lu Bai, were you listening to me just now?"

Ming Feng also found a seat for himself, next to Shuang Ruo.

Lu Bai nodded: "Thank you, it's been so many years, I'm not stupid, I know."

Shuang Ruo looked at him.

Lu Bai sighed: "I always have hope that I shouldn't have. In fact, I know in my heart that I have been hiding in the magical world for 300 years, and I have waited for her for 300 years. I should know that I can't wait. to her."

Shuang Ruo couldn't help shouting: "Lu Bai..."

Lu Bai shook his head: "It's okay, Shuang Ruo, you don't have to feel sorry for you lying to me, in fact, I lied to you too, I knew a long time ago that I couldn't wait for Wen Ji."

Shuang Ruo stared at him firmly, unable to say a word.

Lu Bai's complexion suddenly became a little ugly, he seemed to have lost his spirit: "Shuangruo, I have to go, I have already passed my lifespan, and I was able to survive for so many years in the illusion of my heart, and now I rely on one Hold your breath... Anyway, I still want to thank you."

Shuangruo asked him, "Where are you going?"

Lu Bai was thoughtful: "I want to take advantage of my last time to visit the ancient battlefield where we met. By the way... Shuangruo, what flower do you like the most?"

"Muro."

Lu Bai suddenly smiled happily, a mass of purple brilliance suddenly gathered in his palm, and in the end, it turned into a dewy Muluo flower.

Ming Feng watched them quietly from the side, his eyes sparkling.

Lu Bai sent the Mu Luohua into Shuangruo's hands, and said: "I sent you off, I should go too."

Shuangruo stood up: "I'll take you out of the camp."

Ming Feng also stood up and followed behind Shuang Ruo.

The acquaintance between Shuangruo and Lu Bai is very simple, and the farewell is also very simple.

Shuang Ruo kept watching Lu Bai off, until Lu Bai's figure turned into a small black dot, he stopped looking, lowered his eyes, and let out a low sigh.

I feel a little bitter.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a surge of divine power, and a purple burst out of the corner of his eyes out of thin air.

Shuang Ruo looked up in a daze.

In Ming Feng's palm, a mass of purple divine power condensed, and then turned into a bouquet of Muluo flowers. Ming Feng's face was expressionless, but his tone was unusually gentle.

He sent Mu Luohua to Shuangruo, and said, "Don't be sad, Shuangruo."

The author has something to say: I made up the acupuncture points and so on. We don’t have these acupuncture points on our bodies~

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