Tianzun City

Whenever Chu Tianxiang was confused, he would habitually harass Shang Hen.As time passed, Shang Hen got used to it. He would often see a familiar figure standing or sitting, or even lying on his bed as soon as he returned to the Zongheng Hall bedroom.

Whenever Chu Tianxiang was lying on his bed, Shang Hen would walk over with a blank face, knock him unconscious, roll him up with the quilt, and throw him out of the window.

Every time you fall into the air, the stun will be disabled, and then everyone will be able to see the amazing scene.

——As if the sheets had passed through a meat grinder, they turned into countless strips and scattered from Chu Tianxiang's body.At the same time, a black mist rose from his back, which quickly twisted into a line and exploded in an instant, turning into six black wings, which were particularly eye-catching among the soft white clouds.

The guards inside and outside the vertical and horizontal hall were like decorations, and Chu Tianxiang took advantage of it inexplicably, and then inexplicably watched an unknown object fall freely, and then inexplicably looked at the person who appeared.

Chu Tianxiang stood on the window sill with a displeased face. "Again?"

"Come again."

"Aren't I upset? Whenever I'm upset, I will always think of you." Chu Tianxiang jumped down from the window sill, and slowly sat on the main seat dedicated to the warrior saint.

"You should think of wine when you are upset."

"Alcoholism hurts the body, and the sex after drinking is not worth the loss."

Shang Hen didn't speak, but Chu Tianxiang saw the corner of his lips twitch.Shanghen never smiled exaggeratedly, every time the light curve of the corners of his lips was like a flashing symbol.

"Let me give you advice?"

"Who is it to you?"

Shang Hen walked slowly to Chu Tianxiang and sat down beside him, as if he didn't really care that he took his seat.His elbows rested on the table, fingers crossed. "Why don't you try to start with the people around him?"

A flash of surprise flashed across Chu Tianxiang's expression.When Shanghen thought that the other party wanted to deny his opinion, Chu Tianxiang spoke up. "I haven't tried it before."

"You seem to be three years old this year."

"I did die when I was three years old." Chu Tianxiang smiled.

"what?"

"Don't you know?" Chu Tianxiang looked around Shang Hen's chiseled face for a week, and finally met those temporarily gentle golden eyes. "My human identity should be the son of Chu Fengya, the prophet of Falling Flame City. Chu Fengya's son strayed into Jinsha Ghost City when he was three years old, and was chosen to be the new Jinsha Ghost King, which is me now. ——That's also just right It's the year your soul merged with mine."

Shang Hen pondered for a moment, and finally nodded.Instead, he seemed to think of something, and he smiled a little. "City Lord Luoyan once said that if he had a son, he would worship me as his teacher."

"Master?"

Shang Hen didn't speak for a long time, his golden eyes suddenly pierced like knives, and his tone of voice suddenly increased. "Kneel down."

Chu Tianxiang smiled. "You scare me, Master."

"I won't accept you."

"why?"

"Qu Cai."

Shang Hen spoke the truth, and it was also for Chu Tianxiang's consideration.The majestic generation of Jinsha ghost kings actually recognized the human warrior saint as their teacher, and from then on it will be difficult for him to be called a god in the world of demon gods.Of course, Chu Tianxiang was just joking, with his abilities, he really couldn't afford to be Shanghen's apprentice.So he just smiled and took it off.

From the time when the two had been in close contact, Shang Hen found that Chu Tianxiang seemed to be very interested in his past.Others even had reservations about Yanyun Yushuang, but he gave everything to Chu Tianxiang.It's like a package with a small crack, as long as you tear it open a little bit, the contents inside, such as sugar cubes, salt, or other things, will all be poured out.

"I heard that you, Sword Master, and Stinger, grew up together, right?"

"Yes."

"Then you separated?"

"Ah."

"why?"

"I and the previous generation of war saints, revenge for killing my father." Shang Hen rested his chin on the overlapping fingers, and gave Chu Tianxiang a sideways glance. "What else do you want to ask?"

"You can say it?"

"Know everything and say everything."

"At that time, Yan Yu worshiped under the sect of the former sword sage Yun Zong, and Yu Shuang worshiped under the sect of the former Assassin Saint Ji Yunyan, and you were the only one who escaped. It must have been a very difficult time."

This wasn't a question, so Scar wasn't ready to respond.When Chu Tianxiang said these words, Shang Hen was obviously taken aback, he didn't expect that the other party would care about his situation at that time.

Therefore, Scar was silent for a long time, when he thought that the other party would not speak, a muffled voice overflowed from War Saint's throat. "Sad, this word is not very accurate. It should be hard to bear."

"How difficult is it?"

"It makes me feel that I might as well be a male favorite."

Chu Tianxiang froze for a moment. "I imagined that you want to use the golden feathers on the Luoshen Wing instead of rose petals to spread on the bed? This is too extravagant."

Shang Hen smiled to himself. "When I left them, I was penniless, and I didn't want to appear in the Dragon and Tiger Arena, so I went to find a very cheap place to live. I still remember that place, where more than a dozen people crowded together, full of sweaty smell, The smell of dampness, and all kinds of messy smells, and noise. I will walk and eat to survive-I thought I would never do it in my life, and then repeat boring, boring and low-paying things. The most annoying thing for me is It's not this kind of life, but this kind of life that can't be seen at a glance, do you understand? At that time, Yanyun Yushuang will definitely become the new saint if there is no accident, and if I want to meet them, what identity should I use? ?A poor commoner? It is extremely difficult for others to worship under the saint's door, but I have to give up."

Dragon and Tiger Farm is the place where money comes in the fastest among civilians. It is like a black market, full of blood, violence, killing and money.Originally, Shanghen was well-known in Longhuchang, but when he reappeared, the two of them would find his trace.Apart from Longhuchang, he has almost no source of income.

"But you came back as a warrior saint." Chu Tianxiang reminded him of this fact.He had heard a little about the return of the War Saint, and it was passed down by countless people. He beheaded the sword saint of the past, showed the wings of Luoshen, and became the head of the five saints.It is almost a myth in the eyes of others.

Around that time, Shang Hen suddenly realized that he did not belong to that kind of place.

"I feel guilty towards my master."

"Your master?" Chu Tianxiang's mind turned rapidly. "The demon god Red Lotus?"

"Yes."

"The owner of Luoshen's Wings was originally the demon god Red Lotus. I won't ask any more. This will involve other things." Chu Tianxiang said slowly, and glanced at the table beside him, on which there were some gadgets. "I brought you a few things."

Shang Hen followed Chu Tianxiang's slightly narrowed eyes, got up and walked over, ran across the table with one hand, and picked up a notebook.When Shang Hen just opened the book, his face froze immediately, there were two people drawn on it, intercourse in an extremely strange posture.These are not the point, the point is that the people above are Shanghen and Lianzheng.

Shang Hen closed the book and looked at the cover, there were a few large characters written on the cover: What should I do if the War Saint loves me too much.

With a "snap", the notebook was thrown to the ground by Shanghen. "What's this?"

"It's your derivative, many people rely on it for a living." Chu Tianxiang raised his eyebrows to signal him to look at other things.

Shang Hen doubtfully picked up another notebook, the text on it was densely packed:

His arms are powerful.His lips are soft and touching.The man domineeringly blocked the person in front of the wall, and the wings of flames on his back suddenly burst into heaven and earth light: "Warrior, I have been poisoned by you! Touch it, this is my heart, this is my heart!" My lungs, here are my blood vessels and bones, every cell in my body is saying, I like you!"

"Me too!" The guard general next to him spoke with a strong accent and eagerly surrounded the two of them.

In the next second, Shanghen's hand emitted a light that opened up the world, and the notebook was instantly burned to ashes by the flames of anger, and fell from between his fingers.Chu Tianxiang couldn't see Shang Hen's expression, so he touched his chin and analyzed it seriously. "I don't think their writing is close enough to your characters. If you ask me to write, you can still read it."

"What are they?" Shang Hen's tone was obviously sullen.That's all for Sheng Sheng, why weaken him, if he really fights with Yan Yun, it doesn't matter if he kills him to pieces, at least he won't lose.But what is going on with this text that obviously strengthens Yanyun, and also adds a dialect-speaking general guarding the city, is he a brothel boy?It's really more infuriating than his and Lian Zheng's picture album.

Chu Tianxiang picked up these gadgets and introduced them one by one. "Did you see this, you are made of clay, doesn't it look like it?"

This little thing is decent, well-organized, with a handsome face, and the six small wings on the back are very cute, and they are also golden.Shang Hen held the gadget in his hand, and turned to listen to Chu Tianxiang's introduction.

"In addition to the eighteen pieces of clay, including your uniform, armor, your pets, etc. The rest are books and picture albums. In addition to the two books you read just now, there are also those of you and various other people, including me and me. .”

"Me and you?"

"In the end, I won't talk about it. We must have fallen asleep. But the process is very interesting."

"how?"

"He wrote that in the year when the war saint's scars disappeared, Chu Tianxiang, the ghost king of Jinsha, was born. The soul of the warrior saint was kneaded into the body of the ghost king of Jinsha, and the two shared the same body."

"?" Shang Hen showed reasonable doubts, the fact is indeed so, but how did others know?

"Their imagination is pretty strong."

"Who is the author?"

"The author's surname is Xing, but his name is unknown."

Shang Hen flipped through the pile of gadgets, red, green, green, big and small, all of which were marked with the three golden characters of War Saint without exception. "So, what's all this?"

Chu Tianxiang smiled mysteriously. "No ninety-nine ninety-nine gold, no ninety-nine-nine gold, just ninety-nine gold, and a full set of derivative gift packages related to the Holy Warriors to take home."

"Big gift bag?"

"Yes. There are several other saints, as well as several members of the royal family. The sword master is the most popular, and you are under him."

"under?"

"The Juggernaut is more friendly to the people, so—"

"That's all." Shang Hen waved his hand to interrupt his words, and added at the end. "He's always been a crowd pleaser."

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