Daoist, I am not fragrant!

Following the movements of Aji's soul, the fake Aji, who was restrained by Li Bizhi, was obviously in a hurry. Regardless of the cold light of the wooden sword, he reached out to play the pipa in his arms.

But Li Bizhi obviously wouldn't give him such a chance, turned around and stepped out with the sword, nailing "Aji"'s hand and the pipa to the ground.

"bass--"

The strings of the pipa were wounded by the wooden sword, and there was a mournful sound. The blue dark light pierced the part made of new wood, and the half of the pipa shattered in an instant.

"No!" Fake Ah Ji spit out a mouthful of blood immediately, and fragment-like light spots scattered from his body, which slowly blurred his appearance in a blink of an eye.

And the real Aji's body was also covered by light spots, and King Duan just hugged him like that, stretched out his hand to his soul, and waited for his return.

Just when everyone's eyes were focused on A Ji's soul, a light spot suddenly lit up behind King Duan, but it didn't even come for a moment.

In King Duan's gaze, Aji's soul, which was originally slow to walk, was so fast that only a faint shadow was left behind him.

Zhong Tang opened his eyes wide, all the spiritual energy gathered in his hand, on the thin jade bead and golden bell, he wanted to catch Ah Ji's movements, but it was too late.

The light-colored bird feathers, accompanied by the broken soul, rose all over the sky again.

"A Ji!" Duan Wang turned around, and A Ji's broken soul passed through his hand just like that—nothing was left behind.

"It's you...why..." Zhong Tang could hardly make a sound. For the first time, he didn't know what to do, what to say, or even who the person in front of him was.

Accompanied by a long cry, countless birds came from all directions, passed through the golden and red fireworks that were still burning, and flew towards them overwhelmingly.

With a flick of Li Bizhi's wooden sword, he threw "Aji" or Si Qianjin who had collapsed on the ground heavily beside Zhong Tang and the others, and then the green light suddenly shone, and thousands of small swords were released in a blink of an eye. It is meeting the birds that are flying.

As for Zhong Tang, he still looked blankly at the man standing behind King Duan, who was standing in the bird's feathers.

It was Jiang Yufeng.

"Why?" Many images flashed across Zhong Tang's mind, one was the sitting and discussing each other in Qingping Villa, the other was the chance meeting at the Dexuan Fa Conference, and the other was all kinds of things that night at the Jinghua Building.

Perhaps the answer already existed there, but he never believed it.

Jiang Yufeng, on the other hand, avoided Zhong Tang's gaze, and seemed to step back, but he stopped abruptly.

"I'm sorry." He opened his mouth silently, and the folding fan he used in his hand suddenly moved, and he actually summoned the wind, and fanned A Ji's broken soul that had not yet dissipated to Zhong Tang.

Zhong Tang felt a chill all over his body, he wanted to form a talisman again and condense Ah Ji's soul, but everywhere he could see, there were light spots that were too small to touch.

His eyes were reddish, and he kept urging his spiritual power, but his vision was blurred for some reason——

This feeling is no stranger to him, it was like this the last time he came back to his memory.

But this time... what he entered didn't seem to be his own memory.

In front of him was a long corridor that was extremely dark in the night. Although Zhong Tang couldn't tell where it was, but based on the patterns of the walls and eaves on both sides of the corridor, he always felt that it should be somewhere remote in the palace. The place.

He tentatively took two steps forward, but suddenly heard a low sob.

Zhong Tang followed the sound, only to realize that there was a little child curled up at his feet, because he was too thin and in the dark, so he didn't notice it just now.

Zhong Tang thought for a moment, making sure that the child couldn't feel his presence, and then bent down to look at him carefully, but unfortunately his arm covered his entire face tightly, and Zhong Tang couldn't see anything.

At this moment, low footsteps came from a fork in the corridor, followed by a small lantern.

"Aji, Aji—"

"Are you there?"

The crying child stopped for a while, then raised his tear-filled face, looked at the figure running towards him in the corridor, and cried out, "Brother Gan..."

The child carrying the lantern quickly ran to Xiao Aji's side, and wrapped the small ball by the wall with his thick cloak.

At that time, King Duan hadn't learned to hide everything and didn't wear the mask that belonged to the imperial city. He leaned his thin body together with Ah Ji to keep each other warm in this cold night.

"Why did Ah Ji run out again?"

Little Aji was asked about his sadness, and buried his head in King Duan's cloak, sobbing a few times: "I... miss my mother again, I'm afraid... crying will wake up the master."

Duan Wang's face, which was blown a little cold by the wind, stuck to A Ji's little head, and murmured: "I'm not afraid of A Ji's noise, I miss my concubine too. She always doesn't come to see me."

"Aji, let's stop thinking about them, okay..."

"We're in one place, it's good that we won't be apart."

Zhong Tang didn't hear A Ji's answer, but Duan Wang should have heard it.Before everything created by memory around him turned into fragments and dissipated, he clearly saw the two children crowded under the cloak in the winter night, with smiles on their faces.

They should have been able to be together, Aji has gone through so much displacement and suffered so much, and is even willing to give up himself completely, and live with the appearance and name of others for the rest of his life.

For the phrase "will not separate".

Just now, he has received the response from King Duan, it's not just wishful thinking, but the love between the two that has been endured for many years.

Just a little bit, just that last bit.

Zhong Tang opened his eyes, and next to his ears were King Duan's screams of pain, leaving behind all the burdens of his identity.

But Ah Ji's soul, together with those raised feathers, irreversibly dissipated.

In the night sky, the wooden sword that Li Bizhi had thrown down was inserted deeply into the center of the magic circle, guarding the last remnant of A Ji.

Thousands of birds flew towards him regardless of life and death, but they were strangled by his green robe that squeaked in the wind, but more birds rushed up continuously.

Zhong Tang, who had just escaped from Ah Ji's memory, was still a little weak, his eyes were closed tightly, but his right hand was holding the jade bead and golden bell in his hand little by little.

Overnight, he tasted the joy of embracing Li Bizhi, the shock and bitterness of being betrayed by his old friend, and the powerless sorrow of seeing A Ji disappear.

On top of the magic circle set up by Li Fangzhi, Zhong Tang's pale crimson spiritual power was several layers heavier, guarding Ah Ji's scattered soul like a see-saw with the Dao of Heaven.

It's a pity...the difference is still too much, Zhong Tang is squeezing every inch of his spiritual veins, but all the sacrifices are ultimately just a drop in the bucket.

The birds above the night sky, as if infected with an evil spell, suddenly turned into black and gray, their beaks were sharp like knives, and their claws were like cones. They were trying to tear Li Bizhi to pieces like dark night ghosts.

With Li Bizhi facing the enemy alone on the one hand, and Aji who was broken and dissipated on the other, Zhong Tang finally felt his own weakness and incompetence. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't help anyone.

At this moment, his eyebrows twitched heavily, and the fierce spirit dormant in the spiritual power that Li Bizhi lost to him seemed to slowly surround his dry spiritual veins.

What if you touch them?

"Zhong Tang, I'm sorry."

Jiang Yufeng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth, slowly raised his hand, and walked towards Zhong Tang.

"The root of all this is not me, but you."

"To save the world, to save Da Chong, and...to save your brother."

In the last step, Li Bizhi knocked down the bird corpses all over the ground, and turned around to rush towards Zhong Tang.

But Zhong Tang opened his eyes in an instant, and the stern aura that originally flowed between the spiritual veins surged out from his body like a dark hurricane, crushing everyone under it. , The platform of gold and jade glowing with precious light shattered in an instant.

In the distance, even half of Lin'an City was separated, the old man on the Baizitai was also revenged for karma, and the fierce aura rushed through his chest heavily, and he fell to the ground twisted.

With his skinny hands, he firmly grasped the ground and crawled towards Xing Weizong's body.From time to time, he raised his head, with a crazy smile on his face like a ghost, looking at the sky in the northwest.

The six evil-suppressing stars hanging high in the western sky were also affected by Li Sha. The one that had been dim in the far east for the past few days suddenly burst into a dazzling white light, as if they were facing each other.

"Zhong Tang!"

The star in the extreme east fell down quickly, heading straight for Zhong Tang, who was at the source of the evil spirit.

Wherever the white light went, Li Sha was completely swallowed up, and everyone was almost blinded by the light.

It was at that moment that Zhong Tang finally understood many things, including the arrangement of Yuan Chu Daoist, what happened after he came to Lin'an, and Jiang Yufeng's words.

He was in a daze, without any movement, but slowly raised his head, as if he wanted to accept this predestined fate calmly.

But Li Bizhi hugged him, using the green robe stained with bird blood, and using his back, once again, blocked everything for him——

The author has something to say:

In order to avoid misunderstanding, let me say it first, cough cough cough

1. The one surnamed Jiang didn’t mean much to Li Zai’er, he will explain what he said later

2. Next, I will talk about what happened back then

3. We must be He Tianwen!