fox master

The formation was withdrawn, looking at the corpses all over the place, Zhan Yixuan's expression was flat. Originally, he just wanted Zi Qiyuan and Shui Xiao to drag a few people so that he could take the Yinyang Spring without affecting him, but Baili's performance along the way Being too vigilant and thorough made him murderous.

There can be no mistakes in the matter of the fox clan.

Zhan Yixuan gathered himself together, and said to Jimo Wu and Jimo Tu: "Calculate, and tell me what I need."

The Jimo witch nodded, but he didn't go to get the Yinyang Spring, but looked at Jimotu. He took a slow breath, and his eyes became calm, "Brother, I have something to ask you."

Jimo Tu looked at his brother with a pair of bright black eyes, "Yeah."

"Are you willing to die for your honor?" Witch Jimo said very straightforwardly.

"elder brother……"

"You know what I mean, if you have to die, are you willing?" Jimo Wu asked.

Jimo Tu stopped talking, he looked at Jimo Wu for a long time, and then he burst out laughing.

"I understand what my brother means. The tribe is completely wiped out, and the ancestral land is completely destroyed. I am the only survivor, and also the last vitality of the Wu clan. If I don't die, the curse that uses the vitality as a sacrifice will be incomplete.

And it must be a willing suicide in order to complete the fate-defying change of one family for another.

I knew this as early as when my brother told me about the situation of the fox clan. "

Seeing his younger brother's plain expression, Jimo Wu was unmoved, but asked again: "Then are you willing?"

Jimo Tu still laughed, he sighed, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Brother really cares about it, then he will be in chaos."

His eyes no longer carried the lively and cunning of a young man, but were unprecedentedly transparent and mature, "We are witches, twins, if you die, I won't live long...

And between us, it is my brother's soul that is stronger. If we have a common destiny, it is your destiny that dominates. Your feelings and experiences are like brand marks, engraved on my soul. This is what I have been doomed since I was born. It's a good thing, I can't escape, and I don't want to escape.

Brother, I will not betray you, just like I will not betray myself. "

Jimo Tu's tone was very relaxed, but with an attitude of taking it for granted, "So I am willing."

Witch Jimo's gloomy expression relaxed a bit, "I'll leave the rest to you."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhan Yixuan, raised his head and revealed his eyes rarely, and looked at it undisguisedly, like a peaceful farewell, but also seemed to have a lot of regrets, these regrets gave birth to collapse and despair, but under the force majeure of fate The next trace belongs to cherish.

Those gloomy eyes were full of too many emotions, but in the end, only cherishment remained.

Zhan Yize's throat tightened, and suddenly he didn't know what to say.

He probably guessed this day, but he still didn't expect such a situation. For a moment, he also felt that luck was tricking people.

But he didn't say anything, didn't appease, didn't urge, he just looked at Jimo Wu with a gentle expression, just like the peaceful years in his previous life.

This is enough, the gentle gaze is so familiar that it makes people nostalgic, and it gave the Jimo witch great courage to bear his own choice, and what His Majesty wishes is to return home.

He walked to the Yinyang Spring, took out the Nine Turns Liuhe Flag, and inserted it into the spring.

Seeing this, Jimo Tu gathered up his witch power to guide the Yin-Yang Spring, and the spring water revolved around the Jiuzhuan Liuhe Banner like a Yin-Yang fish, being continuously absorbed.

The spring water decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and with the decrease of the spring water, the silver forest also changed. The silver light of the silver leaves dimmed, and large areas of spiritual grass withered. This forest was deprived of its vitality bit by bit.

But after a while, the Yinyang Spring was empty, revealing the smooth stone surface at the bottom. Seeing that the time had come, Jimo Tuo said to Zhan Yixuan, "Your Majesty, using Qingqiu's original spiritual power as a guide, inject the blood into Jiuzhuan On Liuhe Banner, the more the better, until the calculation is completed."

Zhan Yize nodded solemnly, scratched his wrist, and hung it above the Jiuzhuan Liuhe flag, blood dripped down, and soon turned into a stream of blood. He mobilized his spiritual power, linked Qingqiu to his contract, and led Blood flowed on the Jiuzhuan Liuhe flag.

The dark golden runes on the flag flickered, pulling blood and spiritual power, changing and changing, extremely mysterious.

The Jimo witch also cut his own wrist, but injected blood into the spring eye inserted into the Jiuzhuan Liuhe flag, "I am the supreme witch clan, and I control the spirit of the witch clan. I wish to offer sacrifices to the soul, and count the fox tribe's lifeline; The aura of the clan, the aura of the fox clan will last forever..."

What followed was a series of complicated incantations. Witch Jimo's face became paler and his aura became weaker and weaker. The patterns on his body began to become scorching hot. The sound was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears one by one.

Looking at Jimo witch crossed his knees and closed his eyes, Zhan Yize's eyes finally fluctuated. He always dealt with everything calmly, but at this time, his emotions were like water overflowing from being too full. A look of sadness flashed in his eyes, and there was a bit of reluctance, but no one noticed it so quickly.

In public, he cannot forgive; in private, he has nothing to do.

He doesn't want to indulge, doesn't want to be weak, doesn't want to stagnate, doesn't want to panic, so he can only restrain, restrain.

But the more restrained he is, the more he understands, the clearer he is, the more he feels it. This is his own choice.

Gradually black lines appeared on the gray stone surface, and as the lines appeared, Jimo Witch's aura became weaker and his expression became more and more painful, "My lord, look at the stone surface, it is, it is the result of calculation."

It was a piece of moiré pattern, and the pattern was constantly changing, forming a word bit by bit.

"Yu?" Zhan Yize asked in confusion, the cloud pattern changed into the word "Yu", what does this mean, cloud, Yu, cloud... Looking at the flowing characters, a bright light suddenly flashed in Zhan Yize's eyes , "Yuyun Mountain." His voice was full of determination, this ray of life, in Yuyun Mountain, according to legend, no one can enter Yuyun Mountain, the main peak.

Seeing that His Majesty understood the calculation result, Wu Jimo showed a relieved smile, swayed, fell to the side, and was supported by Zhan Yizao.

"Respect... Your Majesty." Jimo witch called out cautiously, his voice was so weak that he could hardly hear it clearly.

Zhan Yixuan embraced him, his peach blossom eyes fixedly looked into his eyes, without denying it.

There was hope in the eyes of Witch Jimo, "Return to my subordinate..." He only said these four words, and he didn't have the energy to say the rest.

But these four words are enough to bring an end to his two lives. He finally fulfilled the promise of his previous life. This reincarnation, but in order to find a chance for his lord, now he got his wish. It's a pity that the next But he couldn't do anything more.

Sensing the dwindling vitality in Jimo Wu, Zhan Yize's hand that supported him trembled slightly, and he hugged him tightly, the water-colored light in Taohua's eyes flashed away.

"Mo Mo, you have worked hard."

He whispered in his ear, his voice soft and intimate.

The sockets of the Jimo witch were sore, tears welled up, and the already dark eyes were stained with a little light again. How long, how long has it been since you heard His Majesty say "hard work", he used to do things well, Your Majesty He would say it, he would call him "Mo Mo", he would say "Thanks for your hard work", he would say it all, he thought he would never hear it again, and now it's like this, it's great to hear it again...

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and the wind howled, and the territory of the Wu Clan seemed to have fallen into the doomsday, eerie and terrifying.

The body in Zhan Yize's arms also became colder a little bit, but he didn't move at all. At this moment, his mind was full of confused and heavy past. The child who was named by him grew up day by day and studied day by day. He looked at him Crying and laughing, listening to him calling himself "Your Majesty", taking him all over the world, from a child to a teenager, from a teenager to a young man, to his sickness, to their reincarnation, to this moment, to the end of his life.

He hugged Jimo witch's body horizontally, lowered his peach blossom eyes, and said: "It's over." He took him home, his people will be buried in Qingqiu when they die.

Zhan Yize looked at Jimo Wu's face quietly, seeing his frozen peaceful expression.

Half an hour passed, his peach blossom eyes gradually opened, and the expression on his face became gentle again. With a wave of his hand, Jimo Wu's body was put into a separate space storage bag.

"How is the Wu Clan?" He asked in a flat voice, as if nothing happened just now.

Jimotu also sat cross-legged to adjust his witch power. On that face that was exactly the same as that of Jimo witch, there were exactly the same tears and the same smile as Jimo witch. Hearing what Zhan Yize said, he opened his eyes, and his empty eyes dazzled. Shake, refocus.And from his angle, the first thing he saw was Zhan Yize's hand clenched into a fist in his cuff. The fist was bruised and trembling slightly unconsciously, but when he looked up, His Majesty's expression was As peaceful as ever, Jimo Tu's heart tensed up, and he was slightly sour, feeling that he suddenly understood a lot of things.

He took out the nine-turn Liuhe flag, got up and said: "My lord, after one day, there will be no witch clan in the world except me, the priest."

Zhan Yize looked at the lifeless Yin Luolin, and he really felt the meaning of "no more witches", even the traces of the past no longer existed, and it was a complete demise.

Zhan Yize blinked his eyes to hide all the emotions in Taohua's eyes. He took a deep breath, and there was a usual gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. This smile seemed a little unreal at this moment, but the world is changing, and this This smile is extremely reliable because it has not changed.

He looked at Zi Qiyuan and said, "Go to Xihai now, Tianchen Saizhen wants to see it."

"Yes, what identity does Your Majesty want to appear as?"

"I'll go in disguise and arrange to be your guard." When he said the word "Cheng", he paused, and finally he uttered the four words "your guard" in a low voice, with a deep and hoarse charm , causing Zi Qiyuan's back to tremble inexplicably.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The voice was slightly erratic, which made the corners of Zhan Yize's mouth twitch deeply.

"Shui Xiao, you and Jimo Tu stayed behind to deal with the aftermath of the turmoil of the Wu clan, and then waited for me at the inn in the Redwood Forest."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The two of them took orders immediately, but they were both suspicious. Your Majesty should hurry to Yuyun Mountain, why go to Xihai?

On the way, Zhan Yize took out the ointment and applied it on his face to soften the lines of the whole face, and then dipped some transparent herbal liquid on his index finger, and applied it from the bottom of the eyes to the corners of the eyes. The peach blossom eyes were picked up, and Gu Pan was full of vigor and agility.He then poured some dark powder on his face, neck and hands, and pressed some light ointment on his lips.

Then he smiled slightly, raised his chin, and said to Zi Qiyuan: "How is it?"

Many people like to make their faces look ordinary, but Zhan Yize didn't do that. Although they have completely different appearances and different temperaments, they still have the same impact and captivate people's hearts.

The wheat-colored skin and soft lines weakened the nobility of his body, making him look kind and clear. Those phoenix eyes added a bit of pride to him, and his moderately thick lips showed a wanton smile, just like a man. A high-spirited young man.

Zi Qiyuan was stunned, "This disguise is really, really amazing."

The corner of the young man's lips twitched, complacency flashed in his eyes, he bowed his hands and said: "This subordinate is new here, thank you for your compliment."

Zi Qiyuan's heart trembled, he hesitated for a moment, knelt down and lowered his head, "This subordinate dare not."

"You shouldn't respond like that." Zhan Yize tilted his head and looked at him with a half-smile.

Zi Qiyuan didn't get up, "Your Majesty, the majesty of an emperor cannot be broken, and committing the following offenses is a capital crime."

Zhan Yize raised his eyebrows, "If you pretend to be a guard, you must commit crimes? Or do you have a reputation for treating the guards harshly?"

Harsh the reputation of the guards?How could there be such a thing? The image of the Lord of the Dragon Clan has always been noble and mysterious, not to mention the self who doesn't like to show up at all. Zi Qiyuan thought to himself, wait a minute, the mysterious image means that no one understands what he thinks of Jinwei. How, then...

"This subordinate understands." Zi Qiyuan got up, showing a warm smile, solemnly supported Zhan Yixuan's hand, and said softly, "What's your name?"

Seeing Zi Qiyuan's cooperation in the play, Zhan Yize also laughed, "My name is Xuantian, please take care of me."

"That's natural."