In the deep mountains and old forests, the elders of the fox clan looked at Qingyao, and the juniors of the fox clan hid around to watch the fun, whispering for no reason, and those of Qingyao's peers mostly sneered and sneered—this person who was so talented back then, The most celestial fox demon is not even as good as a little demon now!

Qing Yao knelt on the ground without saying a word.

Her old uncle stepped forward, with an unbearable look on his face: "Thousands of years ago, you saved that evil person, harmed yourself and many people, and now you are going to harm the world? If you are obsessed with obsession and do not regret it, no one will protect you! "

Qingyao raised her head and looked around at familiar or unfamiliar faces. She was born with arrogance, and said with a smile: "I knew that today would come. If he doesn't die, you won't be at ease, but I don't believe that he will mess up the world." , so, no way!"

"You!" The elders were so angry that they pointed at her tremblingly and said, "Presumptuous!"

A group of bullying things, she snorted coldly: "It's better to let the underworld judge me, and your efforts to bring me back are just futile."

The patriarch had an expression of indisputable anger: "That's to avoid losing face outside," then he shook his sleeves and said to everyone, "Take her down, and if she doesn't speak up after seven days, we will kill her right here according to the clan's rules." The golden core, drive me out of my clan!"

Qing Yao rolled her eyes, and let them take her down, she suddenly thought of Shen Changyun for no reason, she could hear the conversation between Shangguan Tan and An Shanhai that day, so she was not the only one who was fooled by love.

Shen Changyun, who was far away in the city, sneezed heavily, and An Shanhai, who was drying clothes, heard the sound and asked, "Have you caught a cold?"

Shen Changyun pinched his nose and said, "It seems to be."

Hearing this, he put down the clothes hanger in his hand, took two cold medicines and handed them to him, "I cover you so tightly at night, it's impossible..."

He poured a glass of water for Shen Changyun, Shen Changyun took the medicine, and by the way gave An Shanhai a white look: "Talking." Then he turned and left.

An Shanhai held him back, and said with a smirk: "Why do I talk too much, you talk more than me at night... um."

Shen Changyun covered his mouth with an angry expression, but the tips of his ears turned red unsatisfactorily.An Shanhai took his hand away, took advantage of his height of two centimeters, and kissed Shen Changyun's forehead: "Hey, don't do this, your ears are so red, don't you hook me?"

Shen Changyun became even more angry. Although he couldn't beat him, he knew that An Shanhai was not willing to hit him, so he slapped him on the back of the head, and said contentedly, "Zaipi? I'm angry."

An Shanhai immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. He lowered his head, but his big black eyes stared at Shen Changyun happily, and said with a smile, "I was wrong, I dare not."

Shen Changyun was dumbfounded by his series of small actions, An Shanhai is such an existence, he can make Shen Changyun cry, but also make him laugh...Only he can.

So he pointed to the balcony and said, "An Shanhai, dry the clothes."

An Shanhai went obediently, and before turning around, he kissed Shen Changyun again. He loves the present, having a house, money, Shen Changyun, and happiness!

Although they were happy, Wu Huai was not!

Shangguan Tan had a rare dream. He dreamed of Shen Changyun from his previous life.

Shen Changyun sat in the hall, with his long hair loose, and his whole body seemed to be covered with white light, like a heavenly being. They said something, and then Shangguan Tan swung his sword and chopped off his head.

He sat beside the corpse, looked at Shen Changyun's blood-spattered face, lifted his head, and stabbed the corpse to pieces with a blank expression...

After waking up from the dream, Shangguan Tan sat up from the bed, picked up the remaining misfortunes, and hugged it tightly in his arms, frowning slightly, staring at the nothingness in front of him, his eyes were red for a while, and he looked like a normal person again The white hair is gone.

The eldest brother is like a father, and the father's debts are repaid by the son.

After An Shanhai's death, he arranged for someone to send Shen Changyun away, hoping that he could live a safe life, but he came back again. At that time, the first emperor passed away and the new emperor was enthroned. The young emperor was very ambitious and did not want to be with the Shangguan Tan cooperated, so Shen Changyun became the emperor's "alliance" because they had the same enemy.

At the beginning, Shangguan Tan didn't pay attention to Shen Changyun at all—it's just a cripple, how can he make trouble?But it has to be said that Shen Changyun is indeed extremely intelligent. Some so-called loyal, virtuous, and good ministers took refuge in him. The power in the court was gradually distributed, and the status of the Great Master was shaken.

Shangguan Tan touched Shen Changyun and impeached him several times, but although the emperor didn't dare to turn against him, he kept playing sloppy eyes. After a few years, the young emperor grew up, his wings gradually plumped up and he was no longer under control. Shangguan Tan hated him. After Shen Changyun died, especially when he knew that he was An Shanhai's righteous brother, he wanted to eat his flesh alive!

At the same time, a big situation is gradually plotting in his mind.

He took advantage of the emperor's patrol, disregarding the obstruction of the imperial guards and the laws of the country, he forcibly led troops into Shen's house and pointed his sword at Shen Changyun.

He said: "Brother Changyun is so courageous that he even planned rebellion!"

"Master Wei said that I conspired against you, do you have evidence?"

Shangguan Tan threw a silk book at his feet: "So you are the brother-in-law of that traitor An Shanhai, no wonder."

Shen Changyun picked up the silk book, of course it was all about "his" rebellion plan, he put down the silk book, and said to Shangguan Tan: "Lord Wei, I have never written such a letter, I hope you will see clearly."

Shangguan Tan sneered and said, "Hmph, here's the evidence, what else is there to investigate? What else do you have to say?"

Shen Changyun was silent for a moment, then smiled, and said: "If you want to commit a crime, there is no excuse. You can't win a subjugated slave, a treacherous dog, because what you want will never come back."

An iron sword is stained with blood, but an iron heart is not.

On the way back to the mansion, Shangguan Tan was very happy. It turned out that Shen Changyun also knew his identity. Fortunately, he made a move first...

When the emperor returned from his tour, he found that Shen Changyun's head had been hanging at the gate of the city for three days. He summoned Shangguan Tan, who calmly explained everything.

The emperor without Shen Changyun is not as powerful as before. Since then, the power of the government has returned to him, turning his hands into clouds and turning his hands into rain.

He hates An Shanhai, and even hates everything related to him. All along, everything he has done is to make An Shanhai die, and he will not be reborn forever. Death is not enough. The hatred between him and him, We cannot live together.

It is said that after Zhou Mao escaped to the human world again, he did not find a host he liked, so he hibernated during the day and only came out at night.

On this day, he was wandering the streets late at night. Because he came out in a hurry, he didn't bring out the red thread, so he could only patrol the streets hopelessly.

Unknowingly, he wandered to the entrance of a small alley. There was a loud sound of saliva and vomiting from time to time in the alley. Curiosity drove him to lie down on the corner of the wall. The scene in front of him was shocking.

A man was kneeling on the ground, next to a rotten corpse, the man seemed to be in pain, as if he was being controlled to eat the corpse, but he was still awake, spitting out the meat from his mouth over and over again...

Zhou Mao could tell at a glance that a man has no soul, but a body. Zhou Hao has never seen such a situation, but every living thing has a soul. Once the soul is lost, the body will rot, but the body of the man in front of him is alive. !

He was peeping seriously when the man in the alley suddenly raised his head to look at Zhou Hao. Although his face was covered with blood, his eyes were indeed very clear, like a child. He quickly spit out what was in his mouth, stood up, and wiped it off with his clothes. face, revealing Mi Qingzhuang's waist, and then walked out of the alley as if he was doing nothing, and passed by Zhou Mao.

Zhou Mao subconsciously used his mana to control the man, and the two looked at each other like this. Zhou Mao looked at him fiercely, and said, "What are you?"

The man came to his senses and wanted to run away in panic, but he couldn't struggle at all, so he gave up and said to Zhou Mao: "I don't know, I really don't know!"

There are too many things to ask, and it is difficult to describe them all at the moment, so Zhou Mao can only choose the most important question: "Where is your soul?"

"My soul?" The man repeated, and then said blankly, "It was taken away..."

"Who took it away?"

"He said his name is Zheng...Qing."

This time it was Zhou Mao's turn to be dumbfounded, but fortunately he had a strong mental capacity, so he looked at the man softly and weakly and said, "Zheng Qing, I know him."

The man seemed anxious: "Really? Can you take me to see him? I want to get my soul back. I don't want to live like this. He lied to me!"

He couldn't tell what to ask him next, so Zhou Mao had no choice but to send him home. His house was very simple, and there were many photos with children in poverty-stricken areas on the wall. It seemed that he had done a lot of good deeds.

The man went to take a bath by himself, and asked Zhou Mao repeatedly if he could really take him to Zheng Qing. In order to find a shelter, Zhou Mao replied impatiently: "Yes, yes, the ink is dead."

In the end, Zhou Mao was lying on the bed, and the man was sleeping on the ground. Zhou Hao looked at the man again, and finally came to a conclusion: this is a handsome fool.

He tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, because he couldn't figure out why Zheng Qing wanted to extract the soul of such great merit.What is he going to do?Is he just a ghost?

He fell asleep tired and tired. A body that can move without a soul is simply an anecdote from ancient times.

The moonlight shines into the window, An Shanhai looks at Shen Changyun's sleeping face without blinking, the 3000 years of loneliness is so painful that he often feels that happiness is unrealistic now.

An Shanhai thought of Shangguan Tan. In this life, he could find Shen Changyun and control him to get close to him. He must have known about their relationship in the previous life. I am afraid that he tried his best to keep Shen Changyun.

Thinking of this, he felt a pain in his heart, hugged the person in his arms tightly, stretched out his hand and brushed Shen Changyun's soft short hair, and thought of Chaos in a trance, he said that the energy in An Shanhai's body is stronger than his, if the remaining disaster The carrier is really himself, then Shangguan Tan must know.

So why arrest Shen Changyun?

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