The wind and moon of the other world are full of the world

The Pavilion of the World, the world knows its existence, but no one knows where it belongs.

Some people say that the Human World Pavilion is a sect of Jianghu, some guess that the Human World Pavilion is an imperial court organization, some people fear that the Human World Pavilion is a demon tribe, and some even hope that the Human World Pavilion is a special existence of the Xuanling Clan that protects the human world.

But in fact, the Human Pavilion is just a hidden force directly under the head of the Jiangnan Cheng family.

The Pavilion of the Human World is rumored to accept the talents of the world.No matter you are a hero, a sect traitor, a criminal minister Yu Gu, or a fallen royal family, as long as you have something that is appreciated and valued by the world pavilion, you can become a member of the pavilion.

As a matter of fact, the Human World Pavilion is indeed open to attracting geniuses in the world, but it is wider than the world guessed, because the world accommodates not only human beings, but also demons and half-demons...

Cheng Zailan didn't know the true face of the Renjian Pavilion until the day he took over as the Patriarch of the Cheng family. On that day, he knelt in front of the spirit tablets of the ancestors of the Cheng family. His father told him a secret, a secret that only the men of the Cheng family could know.

A curse, a curse that has tormented the men of the Cheng family for hundreds of years, a curse from Shura, the king of the demon clan.

——I am Shura of Hell, I am the king of the demon clan, I use Yuan Dan as a medium to curse the men of the Cheng family so that they will never be loved.

Cheng Zailan was shocked. All along, he knew that the Cheng family in Wulan Mountain Villa in the south of the Yangtze River was incomparably rich and had business all over the world; but he didn't know that the Cheng family had hidden such an astonishing power.

The Pavilion of the World does not exist for Wulan Villa, but only for the men of the Cheng family who have been passed down for five generations.

Destroying the Demon King Yuan Dan hidden deep in the demon forbidden area "Purgatory" is the only mission of the Human World Pavilion!

But now, Cheng Zailan is going to use it to save someone, a person who has known nothing for less than two months.

Walking alone on the quiet street, Cheng Zailan pulled a helpless smile, raised his eyes to look at the dark night, the moon was like a hook, and a kind of inexplicable loneliness came to his heart.

Meng Qianxun, this time I am benevolent and righteous to save you, you can remember to receive the information in the future!

Meng Qianxun was dragged back to Baihualou by Hua Ji, and was pushed violently and violently as soon as her feet touched the ground, and she staggered violently. It hurts.

"Meng Qianxun, you also have today!"

Hua Ji slammed the person down, spat angrily, then lifted her skirt, and sat on the only chair in the stone room with her hips akimbo, staring straight at Meng Qianxun.

Before leaving the Heaven of Ice and Fire, Xiu Sha once told her: Meng Qianxun was no longer able to enter the forbidden area of ​​the Demon Race even after she had entered the Demon Race's Ice and Fire Heaven alone ten years ago, and severely injured the three masters of the Demon Race's Ghost, Yan, and Xing sects. "Purgatory" dream Chihiro.

At first she didn't believe it, after all, that man was so strong back then, so strong that all the monsters of the demon clan ran away after hearing about it, so strong that even ten years later, Hua Ji still had lingering fears in her heart.

So she sent Tao Yao to investigate, but within a few days, she ran into Feng Youran, the eldest disciple of the elder Sifang of the Xuanling Clan, Tao Yao fled in a panic and took back a life, without understanding anything.

There is nowhere to look for after breaking through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get here. I didn't expect Meng Qianxun to come to the door by herself!

Meng Qianxun, who needed help from others even to climb the city wall, Hua Ji was so surprised that she tried rashly, but she really succeeded!

Looking suspiciously at the man in white clothes all over in front of her, Hua Ji faded away the coquettish look in her eyes, and said with a slight twitch of her mouth: "Are you really Meng Qianxun?" Isn't it a fake with the same name?But the aura emanating from him does exist!

Meng Qianxun rubbed her wounded chest, simply sat down against the stone wall, breathed a sigh of relief, raised her phoenix eyes slightly, her eyes were calm, and replied: "I am Meng Qianxun, there should be nothing wrong."

What do you mean there should be nothing wrong?

Hua Ji has never been a patient person, so she stood up suddenly and lifted Meng Qianxun's skirt, gnashing her teeth and shouting: "Meng Qianxun, you have fallen into the hands of my mother, how dare you..."

The arrogant and angry voice stopped abruptly.

Hua Ji stiffened her body in horror, keenly felt the coldness falling on her neck, and looked down, Hua Ji was surprised to find that there was a gloomy cold light flashing beside her arteries.

"Women, even if they don't have internal strength or spiritual power, Meng Qianxun can't be rounded and flattened by others at will."

Her phoenix eyes were gloomy, and her cold voice was full of fierce murderous intent. Hua Ji's heart trembled, not because she was afraid of that weird technique, but because she was frightened by the aura around Meng Qianxun at this moment.

The Xuanling people are descendants of heaven and man. They inherit the fate of heaven and earth, collect the aura of heaven and earth, practice magic spells, and protect the common people in the world. The people of Xuanling people live deep in the valley, all of them are beautiful and beautiful, and they are covered with a calming ethereal air. Will there be such a gloomy, bloody murderous aura rising from purgatory?

All the chills were but an instant, when Hua Ji came back to her senses, the blade on her neck had been taken off, and Meng Qianxun would be leaning against the stone wall, lazily like a leopard taking a nap.

Hua Ji opened her mouth slightly, staring at Meng Qianxun in astonishment, not knowing what to do for a while...

For Hua Ji, perhaps Meng Qianxun had too much influence in the past, and her prestige was too deep; in short, she did not dare to offend Meng Qianxun until she could not figure out whether Meng Qianxun was really useless.

Lowering her eyebrows and lowering her eyes, Meng Qianxun pulled out a triumphant smile in a silent place, very good, this effect is what she wants!

The eyebrows are raised lazily, the phoenix eyes are light, and there are three points of fierceness, three points of arrogance, and four points of strength in a calm and composed manner. The corners of the evil mouth are raised, the phoenix eyes are half-closed, and Meng Qianxun's sharp eyes are directed at Hua Ji.

"Hua Ji, it's all for you to cause a drought, what's your intention with Cheng Zailan now?"

Meng Qianxun likes to mess around, but it doesn't mean he is easy to fool!

The enemy who bloodbathed the demon clan ten years ago stood in front of him, and if he didn't kill him, he would use it to threaten an unrelated person. No matter how you think about it, it doesn't make sense, right?

Unless, the purpose of the Mozu's dispatch here is not him at all, but Cheng Zailan!

Hua Ji's face changed slightly, but she suddenly raised a charming smile, and sarcastically said: "Meng Qianxun, you are now a mud bodhisattva who crossed the river, and if you fall into my Hua Ji's hands, it's not as simple as being dead or not... ..."

After finishing speaking, Hua Ji raised her hand a little, and a large flower mirror appeared in mid-air, with heavy breathing, miserable screams, and beast-like dirty sexual intercourse, all scenes seemed to be staged in front of her eyes.

"Meng Qianxun, oh no, it should be said that Prime Minister Meng, Hua Ji will let them serve your desires, immortals, desires, and death!" The distorted and sinister beauty, the gloomy voice is like a vengeful ghost from hell.

Meng Qianxun's face turned pale, she looked at Hua Ji fiercely, and said coldly: "I thought it was some kind of ruthless move, but it turns out that Hua Ji, the Yan family of the Demon Race, is nothing more than that."

The contemptuous sneer completely angered the hideous woman.

The unrestrained petals fly uncontrollably, and everything they touch turns into powder, the blood-red nails covered with Kodan skyrocket, the colorful clothes approach, and the scarlet claws pounce on the heart...

Meng Qianxun smiled lightly, her phoenix eyes shone brightly, and under the flowers flying all over the sky, her pink lips parted: "Hua Ji, if you kill me, he will be buried with you..."

A light voice, like love|a gentle whisper in the world.

"what--"

The bloodthirsty and insane Hua Ji suddenly let out a shrill cry, and the flying flowers all over the room instantly withered, and her long, charming hair flew away. The woman held her head in her hands, as if she was enduring pain that was hard to vent.

Like the blood-colored pupils of a ghost, Hua Ji stared at Meng Qianxun fiercely, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Meng Qianxun, I want to kill you, I want to kill you, kill you! Ahh——"

The mad woman held her head and walked away in an angry embarrassment, leaving only the shrill and desperate echoes in the room.

Meng Qianxun took a deep breath, closed the gate of hell and turned around, all the strength in her body seemed to be emptied in an instant, and she sat softly against the stone wall, but the ironic smile at the corner of her mouth never fell.

The bone-biting hatred can't move the enemy at all, no wonder she wants to go crazy, hehe, what a poor woman!

Poor man.

Her faint phoenix eyes revealed a bit of self-mockery and loneliness.

In the dark stone room, a blue light suddenly rose, pure and transparent, very clear, very soft blue light, a color that is shockingly beautiful, and it is also a color that frightens all monsters...

The jade-like palm, the white and well-articulated fingers, shrouded in that soft light, gave people an illusion of nothingness and transparency.

Meng Qianxun stared blankly at the powerful light in his palm, and murmured in a low voice, "You will come...I'm waiting for you, so you must come..."