fox master

When Zhan Yize looked up again, he saw Jimo Tu.

He stood there quietly, and when he saw Zhan Yixuan raised his head, he crossed the line and walked out of the darkness.

"I've met Your Majesty." He bowed to salute.

"Get up." Zhan Yize said in a hoarse voice, "This is... the Jedi after the catastrophe?"

"You know?" Jimo Tu was a little surprised.

"Well, I learned most of your brother's witchcraft by watching." Zhan Yize sighed, "So they can go in?" He raised his arms.

"Yes, those who have signed a subordinate contract with you can enter." Jimo said.

Zhan Yixuan nodded, and walked into the familiar land, "Jimotu, since we have decided to use the aftermath, why did the fox clan die?"

There was no sadness in his voice.

"In order to defend Qingqiu, the Fox clan fought to the last moment." Jimo Tu said.

"The battle is at the last moment?" Zhan Yize's voice suddenly became sharp. He was walking in front, but now he turned his head suddenly, "Since performing witchcraft requires the fox clan to evacuate, why do you have to fight head-on? Qingqiu Fox There is a secret room in Zundian that can't be breached for a month. That place is enough for War Jiuxian and you to perform witchcraft! Why don't you let other foxes escape? As long as the witchcraft is perfect, all enemies who enter Qingqiu will lose their lives. Why? Won't you wait for me to come back?"

He roared, his eyes bloodshot.

Jimo Tu looked at him, with a flash of sadness in his eyes, no matter what, all the fox clans were dead, and the ending could not be changed.

"Because the Immortal War Jiu doesn't know whether to let the fox clan run away or fight. He doesn't want the enemy to set foot on his homeland, invade Qingqiu's land, and plunder Qingqiu's wealth. He wants to protect Qingqiu until the last moment. A chance of survival lies in you, Qingqiu. On his shoulders, he doesn't know what you want..." At this point, Jimo Tu suddenly shouted, "After all, you didn't leave any order, did you?"

Zhan Yize was stunned, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were blank.

Did the leaving without saying goodbye because of the pain lead to an even greater tragedy?

With a flash of purple light, Zi Qiyuan suddenly appeared. He was holding a sky-cracking fan, and the sharp fan blade had already touched Jimotu's neck.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" He said coldly, with murderous intent in his tone.

Jimo Tu seemed to be waking up from a big dream. Once the emotions he had suppressed for so long were vented, his rationality gradually returned. Looking at Zhan Yizekong's blank eyes, his heart tightened suddenly. What was he doing?

Your Majesty... don't you know how uncomfortable your Majesty is?

The Immortal of War Jiujiu is dead, and no matter what, His Majesty has no kinsmen. Explaining clearly what those things are like sprinkling salt on the wound, such a cruel fate, the knife called "judgment", who can compare with Zhan to choose what to do? better?He is willing to die, but he does not want to force the Jiuxian to fight.

Do you want to force him at this time?

What are you forcing him to do?Force him to admit his imperfection, force him to repent silently for himself, or even force him to admit his mistakes?

Absurd, simply absurd, Jimo Tu, why are you?

Regardless of the blood on his neck, Jimotu suddenly knelt on the ground and knocked his head heavily, "Your Majesty, this subordinate is guilty."

"Your Majesty?" Zhan Yize murmured, "What's your crime?" Hearing Zhan Yize's question, Zi Qiyuan put away the cracked sky fan, but instead of turning into his original form, he stood quietly beside him beside.

"Subordinates should not question your lord."

Zhan Yize chuckled, staring into the distance with a pair of peach blossom eyes, "Why not?"

"You are Qingqiu's belief, and you have given everything to protect Qingqiu. No one is qualified to judge merits and demerits."

"Hahahaha, faith?" Zhan Yize laughed out loud. He grabbed Jimo Tu by the collar and lifted him up, "Have you ever seen a king without clansmen? Have you ever seen a god without believers? Jimo Tu, you said it well, you said it well, you made me feel happy!"

Jimo Tu straightly met Zhan Yixuan with crazy eyes, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Now, Fox Ancestor, who would rather sacrifice himself than protect his race, has become the only survivor. How should he deal with himself and face the questions from his subordinates?

It is because of not knowing that it became like this.

"If you have any dissatisfaction, don't be angry, just speak out! Your witch clan is dead, and my fox clan is dead. Now there are only two of us left. If you scold me, I will scold you too. I feel comfortable! Your mother Tell me, Jimotu, are you dumb?"

As he said this, tears came to his eyes again. He pinched Jimotu's jaw, until Jimotu's cheeks turned blue, "Say it! If you don't tell me, I'll cut off your tongue and pour molten iron into it!" When he said this, his thumb had already dug into Jimo Tu's throat.

In such a posture, Zhan Yize slammed Jimo Tu down to the ground, and put his knee on his neck, "Why are you silent? Are you a beast who can't understand human language?" He moved viciously , the anger was as piercing as ice, making people fall into the abyss.

Jimo Tu was already petrified, he had never seen such a choice.

He is crazy, paranoid, extreme, cruel, and mean, with a pair of black eyes that are bottomless, like a prodigal son with no tomorrow after today, and nothing can make him bow his head or compromise.

There is no gentleness, no calmness, no strength that makes people both respected and awe-inspiring.

That's how it was, living in Lihen City since childhood, no friends, no relatives, that's what Zhan Yize looked like at that time.

It was a bleak time, until he met Mo Yao, he felt a little warmth, after Mo Yao died, he decided to take a look at Qingqiu and the other nine-tailed fox clan.

With just one glance, he never wanted to go back to the old days.

Qingqiu let him know what is nostalgia, what is belonging, and what is sincere love.

Zi Qiyuan was stunned, he had seen such a choice before.

At that time, he was a young dragon, stranded on the coast, and that day the coast was full of the breath of a boy in red. He was lonely and paranoid, cold and stubborn, his eyes changed from confusion to indifference, he threw him into the sea, holding the rabbit The body left without looking back.

He met Zhan Yixuan before everyone else, so after the second meeting, he wanted to know what softened those cold peach blossom eyes.

He was envious, he was curious, and then he was deeply involved.

After a hundred years of following, he already had the answer, but now the answer made his heart ache, the tender reason no longer exists.

His knee was pressing on his throat, it was painful and itchy, he couldn't even speak, let alone breathe, Jimo Tu's brain was gradually deprived of oxygen, and his body began to twitch violently.

Zhan Yize flicked his wrist, and finally came back to his senses, he withdrew his hand from the entrance of Jimo Road, and slightly relaxed the strength on his knee.

Jimo Tu breathed heavily, his eyes were blurred, he could only see the shadow under Zhan Yize's cage, but he couldn't see his expression clearly.He only felt burning pain in his throat, twitching in his jaw and face, which was so painful that it was numb.

Zhan Yize's momentum was overwhelming, but he relaxed at this moment, the fear in Jimo Tu's eyes did not dissipate, his body was still trembling uncontrollably.

Zhan Yize's hand touched his face, covering his mouth vacantly, and covering his bruises, "Don't be afraid." He said softly, then snorted, and touched his mouth with saliva-covered fingers. Looking at Jimo Tu's frightened black eyes, he pulled out a thick thread.

"The matter of Zhan Jiuxian is his business. If there is no enemy in Qingqiu, then you have meritorious service. I should reward you. Merits and demerits do not offset each other, but there will be no more chances in the future, so I forgive you for your innocence."

Zhan Yize smiled, moved his knees away completely, his brows and eyes softened again, but Jimo Tu didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, he knelt down on the ground after he was able to move, without saying a word.

Zhan Yize sighed lightly, and pulled him up forcefully, "Get up, you dare to yell at me, so you don't allow me to vent? I have nothing but this dead land."

Jimo Tu looked at him, his heart still trembling. Although he had seen Zhan Yixuan get angry, this was the first time he felt complete suppression. Such an overwhelming coercion almost broke his liver and gallbladder.

What is Regal unpredictable?Just never challenge this majesty.

Your Majesty is usually very patient.

Shui Lingli surged on Zhan Yize's fingertips, and he washed off the stains on his hands. Zi Qiyuan took out a cloth towel in time and was about to wipe his hands.

Zhan Yize smiled lightly, passed his hand over, and let him wipe the water stains on it. At this moment, he smiled peacefully, but he didn't see the cruelty of pushing people to the ground at all.

"Jimo Tu, what's the point of life now?" Zhan Yize asked calmly.

"Your Majesty, if you have completed the agreement with the master of Yuyun Mountain, you will have gained a chance, but you still need him to explain it." His ending sound was still a little weak, obviously not slowing down.

"There is only me in the fox family. If there are no descendants and no inheritance, how can it be considered alive?"

"Your Majesty, there is only one White Tiger, and only one Suzaku, but the inheritance has never been broken." Jimo Tu said without hesitation.

Zhan Yize was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses with complicated eyes, "Well, Yu Yan said that the inheritance of the white tiger is protected by the power of the stars. You have to ask him how to use it."

"Jimo Tu, are you useless now?" Zhan Yize said calmly.

Jimo Tu lowered his head, "Yes, this subordinate is here only to wait for the Master to come back and make an explanation. There is nothing else we can do."

Zhan Yize walked all the way up the mountain without looking back at the people behind him, "Then how long do you have to live?"

"One month." Jimo Tu said calmly.

"Because the Jedi after the catastrophe, or the Jimo witch?"

"Because of brother, we are twin souls, and I won't live long after he dies."

"But you didn't seem to be worried before, you might not live to complete the mission." Zhan Yizao's attitude was casual, like chatting.

"My brother's obsession lies in this, and the Wu Clan's calculations will not be wrong. Since you have to give everything for the Fox Clan, there is no need to worry."

Zhan Yize was silent, he stopped, turned his head, and looked at the familiar face, "When Witch Jimo died, his face was covered with patterns, and he couldn't tell. Looking at you now, you look more like him back then." Zhan Yize said indifferently, his hoarse voice was full of sighs.

Jimo Tu lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

"Twin souls, heh, two are two, one is one, how can there be so much emphasis?"

Zhan Yize touched Jimo Tu's face, and said with a gentle smile, "My Mr. Jimo, hehe, what other wishes do you have?" He seemed to be looking at him rather than looking at him when he said this.

Jimo Tu's heart skipped a beat, Zhan Yize's peach blossom eyes were deep and gentle, and there seemed to be thousands of stars shining inside, his voice was kind and a little teasing, as if they had known each other for a long time, and they had secrets that only belonged to each other .

That witch clan is him, but not him.

Jimo Tu's heart beat faster and faster, "Your Majesty..." His voice choked up, and he carefully grabbed the sleeve that was in front of him, "I feel uncomfortable."

Zhan Yize's hand touched his head, but this time he was gentle, like or not like, if Jimo witch, he must find a way to stay by his side at this time.

Even if it is twin souls with the same heart and mind, there is only one Jimo witch.

"What do you want?" he asked patiently.

"I don't know." He only had one month left, and he didn't even have time to experience the good things. He just knew what Qingqiu looked like, but it was already coming to an end.He has lived this life, inherited Jimo Wu's wishes, and endured his sufferings, but he has never experienced the warmth and happiness that belonged to Jimo Wu. Now he asks him what he wants, and he only knows that he feels extremely uncomfortable, but he doesn't Know how to get better.

"Do you want to be buried in Qingqiu?" Zhan Yize asked suddenly.

Jimo Tu was stunned, buried in Qingqiu?He is Zhan Yicho's close guard, and indeed has such qualifications...

"I don't know what brother thinks?" Jimo Tu asked in a daze.

"Your thoughts are his thoughts." Zhan Yize said flatly.

"Your Majesty, my brother and I are not from the fox family. According to the rules, your people will be buried in Qingqiu, so I am very happy, but now the future is unknown, will you leave Qingqiu?"

Zhan Yixuan looked at him, shook his head, "I don't know."

"Then let me go to Yuyun Mountain with you. My subordinates also want to know what is going on, so we can make a decision at that time, okay?" Jimo Tu said.

Zhan Yize looked at him and said: "Yes." He was silent for a while before saying: "Take me to see Zhan Jiuxian."

"Yes."

In front of Zhan Jiuxian's grave, Zhan Yize scanned the tombstones with a desolate expression, "How do you know that you should be buried here?" Qingqiu has Qingqiu's rules. After death, it should be buried here.

"He told me that while he was alive."

The wind blew across the huge cemetery, and there was a whining sound, like whispering thoughts, Zhan Yize said softly: "What last wish does he have?"

"He wants me to ask you for help..." Jimo Tu hesitated.

"what?"

"He didn't say it."

Zhan Yize was slightly taken aback, but he already had a vague guess in his heart.

"Then he asked me to tell you that under the tree there is a jar of wine that was buried in the ghost year." Jimo Tu said.

The wine buried in the ghost year?Looking at the grave in front of him, Zhan Yize seemed to think of something that happened a long time ago.

Qingqiu is full of aura, and the spiritual fruit has a special flavor, so all kinds of spiritual fruit are often used to make wine, the taste may be sweet or mellow, and what you drink is the spiritual beauty.

Cherry wine is the best in autumn, and plum wine is drunk in winter. The wild plums in Qingqiu are more sour than other places, and the wine produced is extremely clear and sweet.

I like Zhan Yixuan very much.

He drank all kinds of wine in Lihen City, most of them were ordinary, and some were strong. Pleasure is pleasure, but it is bitter when it flows down his throat and into his heart.

The fruit wine in Qingqiu is different. The plum wine is clear and sweet, with a unique taste of Qingqiu, just like this mountain, it makes people feel clear.

It's not easy to get drunk, but it also makes people drunk.

After Zhan Yichou drank it, he fell in love with it.

The reason why the Immortal of War Jiu has such a name is because he is not good at cultivation, but loves his father who loves fine wine.He himself likes to drink, but his drinking capacity is mediocre, so he just has a few drinks by himself occasionally.

After Zhan Yize came, there was a change. They are close relatives. Zhan Jiuxian is the fox tribe that Zhan Yize got to know first in Qingqiu. After they stopped fighting, they often ate and drank together, chatting about various things in Qingqiu.

Later, Zhan Yixuan became a fox ancestor, and he had less and less leisure time, and less and less time for drinking comfortably.

He stayed up all night because of Qingqiu's affairs, and ran around looking for the witch clan. At that time, Zhan Jiuxian and Gui Nian became acquainted.

He found that the boy who didn't like to talk very much could hold alcohol surprisingly well, and his eyes were still clear when the War Jiuxian got drunk.

Gui Nian always looked at the distance quietly, or looked at him, Zhan Jiuxian looked into those cold black eyes with drunkenness, just felt as if he was looking at Shui Ming, they looked too much alike, he I can't see clearly when I'm drunk.

Shui Ming has a good relationship with him, but they have never drank together, so they can still tell the difference.

War Jiuxian likes to drink with Gui Nian.

Then at some point, Zhan Yize joined them, as if he knew that he would be busier and busier, so every time before winter, he would try his best to spare some time and drink a few glasses of plum wine together, as if time was also there like.

I hope that the winter of that year will be clear and sweet, with no snow and no difficulty.

This habit, which is not an agreement, was broken when Yu Zhan Yicho was sick in bed. They hadn't drank together for more than a hundred years. Although they didn't say it clearly, they should have thought about it after reincarnation, and they would drink a few cups when they settled down.

So as soon as Gui Nian returned to Qingqiu, he buried a small jar of plum wine with his own hands.

He could still think of Gui Nian's quiet and serious expression, and Zhan Yize chuckled.

He walked to a familiar tree and dug out a small brown altar. The butterfly flew down from his shoulder and circled around the altar. With falling dots of white.

He stretched out his hand and caught the falling snowflakes. Winter is coming, and the snow will look huge.

The butterfly landed on his fingertips, and the black and white formed a sharp contrast, which brought Zhan Yize back to his senses slightly. He lowered the expression in his eyes, took the wine jar, and returned to Zhan Jiuxian's grave.

He took out three glasses and poured wine.

"Xiaojiu." Seemingly finding this title interesting, Zhan Yize laughed out loud, "I know what you're going to ask, except for me, there is no one from the Fox family. I'm very disappointed in you."

"However, I will still drink with you." He took the glass of wine and poured it in front of the grave of the Immortal of War, "Because I am not a good emperor." He said softly, with a casual tone, as if Chat, "You let me down, and I let you down, so don't blame each other."

The Nether Ghost Butterfly fluttered its wings and flew to the tombstone of Zhan Jiuxian, and stopped quietly with its wings folded. Zhan Yixuan looked at its leaf-like body in a daze.

If Ghost Nian was alive, he would have been so silent when he saw the tomb of Immortal War Jiu.

He ordered another glass of wine with his hand, and handed the wine-stained fingertips to Nether Ghost Butterfly.

The butterfly moved, then flew down, holding Zhan Yize's finger, sucking the wine on it, after sucking, it landed in front of the cup on the ground, leaning slightly into the wine.

"It's spiritual." Zhan Yize smiled and said, "You brewed it yourself, it should suit your taste." After he finished speaking, he took a sip of the wine in his glass.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, just like when Zhan Yixuan was reincarnated back then, he was sitting in the snow all over the sky, holding on to the cold jade cup, looking at the grave of Zhan Jiuxian with a smile, the snow fell on the fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and he brushed it away .

Zhan Yize moved casually as if having a drink with an old friend, but when his eyes looked into the distance, his peaceful expression was tinged with loneliness.

It's so lonely.

"My lord, can I drink this wine?" Zi Qiyuan asked suddenly.

Zhan Yize was startled, he looked back slightly, and saw a piece of purple, although it was not very bright, but it gave off a strange warmth, "There are still cups." He said warmly, "Do you want it too?" It was directed at Jimo Tu.

"If possible, my subordinate would also like to try it." Jimo Tu pursed his lower lip, and looked at Zhan Yixuan with his brows lightly.

He took out two more wine glasses, handed them to them, poured the wine, then he raised the glasses, lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, as if he said to himself, "It's not bad." Then he drank it down.

"How is it?" Zhan Yize asked with a smile seeing that they had also drank.

"It's amazing, the wine brewed in Ghost Year also has his feeling, clear and refreshing." Zi Qiyuan smiled slightly and behaved elegantly.

"I've heard that Qingqiu fruit wine is strange, and it's really different from other places." Jimo Tu said.

Zhan Yize laughed loudly, "Yes, only Qingqiu has plum wine with this taste." After he finished speaking, he poured it for the two of them again, "Remember it." Remember it, maybe there will be no more in the future.