Xingjun, he is a heartthrob

"You kid, why are you talking nonsense today, are you scared stupid by those demons?"

The two sat on the hill, looking at their results, Emperor Weichen frowned: "Today's battle was a bit fierce, but you are not someone who can be easily intimidated."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to a small hill in the distance: "Look there, my sword has been broken long ago."

Not far away, the red silk wrapped around the hilt of the sword fluttered in the wind.

The sword did break.

Half of it was lying on the ground, and half of it was stuck in the chest of a monster, which looked even more gloomy in the dim light.

"The sword is broken... so what should I do?" Yu Haoran stared at the sword in a daze, and said disappointedly.

"Don't worry, I can fight monsters for [-] rounds even with my bare hands!" said the Emperor Mochen.

The youth is high-spirited and high-spirited.

At dusk, the fiery clouds gathered in the sky to look like a small animal.

It looked like a rabbit, and slowly turned into a little fox again.

After talking for a while, and having a chat with the old friend in the illusion, Yu Haoran remembered that the injury on Xingjun Shenglan's hand hadn't healed yet, and it was time for him to get out of the illusion.

He stood up and bid farewell to Emperor Mote: "I should go back."

"Where are you going?" Sage Emperor Weichen looked at the clouds in the sky with him, "It's almost dark."

"Weichen, have you ever been afraid of the dark?"

"No."

The question is straightforward, and the answer is also straightforward.

"He Guang, are you afraid of these monsters?"

"I've been afraid." Yu Haoran replied, "But, with you guys here, I'm not afraid anymore."

Weichen nodded, and murmured: "What is there if the sword is broken? There will be a new sword."

Yu Haoran suddenly felt relieved, and when he walked forward, he waved to the people behind him: "Thank you for showing me the way out, if I have to choose, I will still fight side by side with you."

In this way, he stepped on many monsters under his feet, moved forward unswervingly, and came to the broken sword.

Reach out, draw sword.

The action is complete.

The darkness in front of him slowly disappeared, and when he looked back, everything behind him was being reduced to ashes, including the dusty emperor.

For some reason, the night was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly, but he knew that the person who disappeared was smiling.

In a trance, he heard the whistling sound of destruction mixed with the answer of the emperor Mochen: "He Guang, me too."

Close your eyes and hear nothing.

Everything from the past is going away.

His companions, and those years that cannot go back.

The teenagers at that time were never afraid of wind and frost.

Overcoming thorns and thorns, just for the hotness in my heart.

"Emperor."

Finally, a voice woke him up.

The clouds in the sky are endless.

Colorful birds hover in the heavenly palace.

The temple of the gods was as quiet and solemn as ever.

In front of him stood a woman in silver armor.

The silver armor is the symbol of the celestial warrior, representing the supreme power of the temples that control all wars.

"Shaohua." He called the woman's name and looked at everything around him: "How long have you been waiting for me here?"

His silver armor was still there, heavy and cold.

"It didn't take long." Shaohua Shenjun folded his hands and lowered his eyes, "I heard that demons have invaded the world, and Shaohua is willing to take orders to go."

"Shaohua." In his heart, he wanted her to live. "With your aptitude and magic power, you can't gain a foothold in the Temple of Gods."

"From now on, you leave the temple of the gods and go to Canglan Mountain to practice for thousands of years before coming back."

After speaking, he realized that he actually had a selfish desire to change his fate in this illusion.

"Emperor, but what did Shaohua do wrong?" Kneeling down, the god Shaohua pursed his lips aggrievedly, "You can punish me, but you can't expel me."

"The emperor said that he wants me to follow you to kill demons and protect the common people."

"Dijun is still here, Shaohua is not going anywhere!"

That resounding oath has been stabbing his heart.

Thinking of her final ending, his tone became hard and cold: "Shenjun Shaohua, please execute the order."

"If the emperor wants me to leave with all his heart, I will splatter the halls of the gods with blood." Shenjun Shaohua was as stubborn as ever, knelt there motionless.

"I never accept threats."

His heart was like a rock, and he flung his sleeves away.

Shaohua Shenjun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly got up and ran over, snatched the Ember Demon Sword from his hand, and killed himself on the spot.

Warm blood spattered his face.

It's true.

He involuntarily touched his face with his hands, smelling the disgusting smell of blood, and looked at the Shaohua God in the pool of blood.

That orphan girl dedicated her life to her duty just for that one sentence, "Will you follow me to slay demons and slay demons?"

The orphan girl he regarded as a comrade-in-arms lay in front of him, showing her last stubbornness with blood.

He wanted to squat down to wake her up, and said Shaohua, get up, I won't force you to leave anymore.

However, even if she does not leave, everything will repeat itself.

She will eventually die in despair under the red lightsaber.

"Do you want to change the ending?" A voice suddenly came from the sky, ethereal and ethereal, as if he knew what was on his mind.

He raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky, and suddenly remembered the expression of Weichen when he looked at Huoshaoyun, and at the same time remembered the words of Emperor Yan Luo: "I never believe in such things as death and resurrection."

"So what's the use of changing this false ending? Can you go back to the past? Can the real Shaohua God come back to life?"

Turning around and walking to the temple of the gods, Yu Haoran took one last look at the Shaohua God in the pool of blood: "Since it can't, that's fine, let her rest in peace."

She was like the day she died under the red lightsaber, her head was still tilted, facing the direction where he was.

"Emperor Heguang is really cruel. You saved her, but you abandoned her in the end."

The voice came again, mocking and sneering.

"I never abandoned my comrades in arms."

Perhaps, this ending is not the ending he wanted for Shaohua.

However, this ending is the ending Shaohua chose.

For better or for worse, he respects the wishes of the God of Shaohua.

Walking back to the temple of the gods, he was thinking about every word of the God of Shaohua, looking for clues to leave this illusion.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration: Summarizing what Shenjun Shaohua said, she would not leave the temple of the gods.

Then, the way to leave should be in the temple of the gods.

He looked around.

The most eye-catching thing in the temple of the gods belongs to the silver armor he once wore.

With a mentality of giving it a try, he stepped forward and touched the silver armor.

Suddenly, the temple of the gods began to shake.

The dust fell down, and the temples of the gods began to collapse.

As he expected, the Shaohua God Sovereign also disappeared with the Temple of Gods.

Turn around.

Yu Haoran closed his eyes, waiting for the next illusion to come.

"He Guang!" Before he could open his eyes, someone threw himself into his arms and called him crisply.

Countless times, he was fascinated by the way the boy ran with his bare feet and white hair.

Even without opening his eyes, he knew who the person in his arms was.

Caressing the boy's white hair and smelling the familiar fragrance of flowers, he chuckled lightly, "Fu Zhu."

"He Guang, where have you been?" The boy raised his face, "Why haven't you come to me for so long?"

"I experienced a big dream." Staring at his charming eyes, Yu Haoran leaned forward and pressed a kiss on the forehead of the young husband, "I dreamed of you."

"Dreams always wake up." The young man with bare feet and white hair wrapped his arms around his waist, his eyes were gentle, "I am right in front of your eyes, stay with me forever."

A hot current surged in Yu Haoran's heart, he hugged the boy tightly, and led him to fly in the wind: "I want you to always be as innocent as you are today."

"Nothing can stop you."

"Emotions can't either."

Scenes came to my mind: the young husband was killed by the thunder, Shenglan Xingjun was pushed down the lower world well, the demon concubine Mallow wanted to take the mortal room Hanlin to sacrifice the sword, and the vines tightened Fang Hanlin...

Yu Haoran suddenly felt his nose a little sore.

"Can't you too?" The boy shouted in the wind, burying his head on his chest.

"I can't either." The wind blew past his ears, and Yu Haoran also shouted.

"But I've been trapped by you." However, the boy rubbed his head against Yu Haoran's clothes, and whispered, "My heart has been trapped by you."

"Would you like to stay with me here?" Looking up, the young man's charming eyes were full of anticipation.

"I'm afraid not." Yu Haoran led the boy to spin in the wind.

After he finished speaking, the Luo River in the lower realm suddenly became choppy.

"You don't like me?" The boy was a little disappointed.

"No, I like you, I've always liked you." Yu Haoran replied, seeing the boy suddenly lose his energy, he emphasized: "I always like you."

The boy looked at him, his eyes sparkled: "Heguang, I will always like you too."

"Then why don't you want to stay with me?" As if knowing that he wanted to leave, the boy lowered his head again and asked wearily.

"Fuzhu, I can't live in a dream forever."

"I want to go out and pick the other shore flowers to save you."

The wind blows.

The lush trees in the Luo River rustled.

The young man Fu Zhu stood on the Luohe River, his eyes lowered, and he remained silent.

Yu Haoran stood on the ground, looking up at the young man's pretty face.

"what!!"

Suddenly, Fu Zhu raised his head, opened his arms, and roared at Yu Haoran.

The water of the Luo River soared into the sky in an instant.

A series of water curtains separated Yu Haoran and Fu Zhu, and then rushed towards Yu Haoran in an instant.

Yu Haoran closed his eyes again.

"Young Master Hanlin, be careful!"

He heard a sharp cry.

Opening his eyes, Zhu Zhu was eagerly rushing in his direction.

Suddenly, the blade flashed in front of him, and a figure flashed past.

Taking a closer look, the person in black who was running towards turned out to be Shenglan Xingjun.

Yu Haoran didn't care if this was an illusion or not, he carried the Ember Demon Sword to catch up.

Shenglan Xingjun had already pulled out the binding rope, and caught the knife that hit him.

Zhu Zhu climbed on Li Fan's body and covered Li Fan's eyes with both hands. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yu Haoran's Ember Demon Sword was already placed on Li Fan's neck: "It's not too late to catch him with nothing."

"I didn't expect you to walk out of Shura's lost way so quickly." The Shura knife was picked up by Sheng Lan Xingjun, and Li Fan gave him a sideways glance and turned his head away, "Don't you really have any distracting thoughts in your mind? Nothing worth your nostalgia?"

"Yes." Yu Haoran affirmed: "My old friends and good years are worthy of my nostalgia, but I want to come out and find the other side flower to save Hanlin."

After all, he muttered in a low voice: "I almost thought this place was also an illusion."

Look again, there is a wide avenue ahead, with many red flowers blooming on both sides, without leaves, only a stalk supporting the swaying flowers.

Like blood, like flames.

"Is that the Bana flower?" He pointed to the flower and asked Li Aan.

Li Fan shook his head: "If you have the ability to kill me with the Ember Demon Sword."

Shenglan Xingjun and Yu Haoran glanced at each other, expressing concern, Shenglan Xingjun stepped forward and tied Li Wen with a rope: "Is the end of Huangquan Road the Sansheng Stone?"

Lian did not answer.

Shenglan Xingjun moved the Immortal Binding Cable with the Asura Saber, and the Immortal Binding Cable immediately attacked, and Li Fan's roar resounded across the other side of the underworld.

Yu Haoran and Shenglan Xingjun took Zhu Zhu to Huangquan Road, dragged Li Wen away along the way, and did not forget to chat: "How did you get out of Shura Lost?"

"I thought the brothers would come out." Sheng Lan Xingjun replied, looking at Yu Haoran's expression.

Yu Haoran's face darkened instantly: "Then you go back and think about it."

Shenglan Xingjun just smiled, and by the way used the Shura knife to tie the fairy rope.

Yu Haoran and the others didn't care about Li Fan's non-stop crying and howling, instead they chatted more happily: "Where's Zhu Zhu?"

"I thought Mr. Hanlin would come out." Zhu Zhu jumped up, his face upturned and his eyes full of concern.

"Go ahead thinking about stones, don't even think about coveting Fang Hanlin." Yu Haoran was angry, grabbed Zhu Zhu, threw him behind and stood shoulder to shoulder with Li Fan, and even grabbed Shenglan Xingjun's wrist jealously, "Who are you thinking about coming out?" ?”

"It's the brothers." Sheng Lan Xingjun did not change his words.

"By the way, where is Emperor Yan Luo?" Yu Haoran said, remembering that after so long, he had never seen Emperor Yan Luo at the exit of Shura Mitu.

"We haven't seen it either." Shenglan Xingjun and Zhu Zhu looked at each other, making sure that neither of them had seen Emperor Yan Luo.

"Could it be possible to escape?"

The wind from the other side of Huangquan blows, carrying a gloomy and cold breath.

There are countless ghosts floating around, but Yu Haoran doesn't feel afraid.

If it was before, he would definitely faint from fright.

Since crossing over, he has experienced too much, and he has grown a lot more courageous.

Yu Haoran carefully plucked a Bana flower and stuffed it into Shenglan Xingjun's hand: "Does the wound hurt? Seeing your complexion is not good, bear with it."

Shenglan Xingjun smiled, and moved the fairy rope again.

After coming down several times, Li Fan's walking speed slowed down.

"Speak or not?"

Yu Haoran approached, staring at Li Fan with fiery eyes.

"Kill me if you have the ability." Holding his head up, Yu Haoran was furious with Li Fan's unwillingness to admit defeat.

"It's a pity you dare not." Looking at Yu Haoran provocatively, Li Fan's face was very hideous in the bright light, "If you can't find the Sansheng Stone, you won't be able to save your little one."

"I really like to see the head of the majestic temple of the gods at a loss."

Although Yu Haoran was angry, there was nothing he could do.

"Since you don't want to take us to the Sansheng Stone, it's useless to keep you, but it will drag us down." Seeing the change in Yu Haoran's expression, Shenglan Xingjun suddenly picked up the Shura knife, and touched the cold blade Li Fan's neck: "It's better to use the Shura knife to solve you, and then think of a way."

Yu Haoran was shocked by Shenglan Xingjun's operation - in the past, he was always gentle and gentle, but after going through this incident, he seemed to be more decisive.

"With one less enemy, we have one more way to survive." Maybe seeing the exclamation in Yu Haoran's eyes, Sheng Lan Xingjun said, raising his eyebrows at Yu Haoran.

Yu Haoran sighed: This Sheng Lan Xingjun followed him, and unexpectedly learned to raise his eyebrows to show off his eyes. It seems that a child can be taught.

Maybe, I can teach him something else in the future.

However, Shenglan Xingjun's actions only resulted in a ruthless ridicule from Li Fan: "Emperor Heguang is reluctant to kill me."

"After all, without my guidance, you wouldn't be able to find the Sansheng Stone at all."

"Without your leadership, we can ask Yan Luo to take us there."

Shenglan Xingjun was also laughing.

"You find him first and then talk."

I don't care about it.

They were deadlocked in this suffocating silence.

"Our patience is very limited." After a while, Shenglan Xingjun finally picked up the Shura Saber again: "I will see you off on this road to the underworld, saving you from having to pass through the black pool where the hungry ghosts are."

While speaking, he raised his knife and dropped it.

"My lord, please spare me!" Li Fan couldn't bear it anymore, closed his eyes and begged for mercy, "I'll just take you there."

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they passed by a place where Bianhua flowers were in full bloom, and at the end they saw a two-meter-high stone.The middle is hollow, and a person can probably walk through it.

"Is this the Sansheng Stone?"

It was also the first time for Yu Haoran to see the legendary Three Lives Stone, and he was a little puzzled: This stone is so tall, how did those infatuated ghosts engrave their names on it?Is it possible...

float up?

"No." Li Jian's knife-like eyes gouged Yu Haoran, "Only true infatuation can make the Sansheng Stone appear."

"Then what are we going to do now?" Zhu Zhu quickly climbed onto the two-meter-high rock and asked Li Fan underneath.

"Wait for the infatuated ghost to come." Perhaps tired from walking, Li Fan simply lay down, looking at the dark void: "Maybe we will meet one in three to five years."

Walking past a ghost, he stopped slowly, bent down to look at Li Wen: "Why don't you watch the door anymore? Did you make a mistake and Emperor Yan Luo doesn't want you anymore?"

"Why is it you again?!" Turning over impatiently, Li Fan didn't want to look at the trembling ghost's face, "How many times have you reincarnated?"

"Yeah, I come here every time I live to be over a hundred years old, but you are still here to watch the gate." The ghost squatted down slowly, speaking slowly, "I remember when I was reincarnated a few times ago. , you are still Emperor Yan Luo."

"Take your Wangchuan round and go back, why do you care about me?" The old ghost's words hurt Li Fan's heart, he turned over and sat up all of a sudden, staring at the ghost angrily.

"This time, I should be annihilated in Wangchuan, and I can't reincarnate." The ghost slowly got up again, "I'm afraid no one will talk to you, you are bored."

Li Fan didn't say anything, just stared at the ghost in a daze.

After walking a few steps, the old ghost turned around, with a look of disgust on his face: "What are you wearing in black? Look how bright the two next to you are, and they look comfortable."

"You should be so energetic, who would want to come with a sad face all day long?"

The old man is an old man who likes to tell the truth, Li Fan was so angry that his face was shaking and he almost vomited blood.

But Nian could no longer be reincarnated in the old man's house, and he was not good at hurting others.

As a result, he suffered internal injuries.

Yu Haoran finally understood why Li Fan didn't want to stay at the entrance of the underworld to be greeted and sent off.

If you encounter two or three of these in one day, won't you die from exhaustion?

These thousands of years have survived like this.

At this moment, Yu Haoran somewhat admires Li Fan's ability to bear.

As expected of the former Emperor Yan Luo, he smiled secretly.