After reconciliation with Jianzun

Ye Zhili didn't expect Zong Xiangling to say such a sentence suddenly, and was taken aback.

I only heard Zong Xiangling continue: "Do you always feel that it is because our Liuluomen disciples treat you badly that you are forced to make peace with Sword Master and die in the wild in the end.

"That's why you let Sword Master and Master Lu break my arms, and even let Sword Master destroy my home."

Ye Zhili felt a little wronged, he never ordered anyone to hurt Zong Xiangling or even Liu Luomen, but these things were indeed caused by him.

He was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "Whether you believe it or not, I never wanted to harm anyone."

Zong Xiangling looked up at the sky covered by layers of dark clouds, tears gradually stopped, and there was a lot of nostalgia in his eyes: "I still remember that Master Jian often took us to kill demons and demons together, and gave us some advice Brothers are practicing swordsmanship, and they even collected refining materials for us.

"Although the world is disturbed by monsters, but for me, the days are peaceful and joyful.

"At that time, the sword master was also very happy, staying with us every day, I thought... I thought that my whole life would pass like this."

The tears in her eyes were still there, like a layer of unreal rain and fog, and her eyes were complicated: "Why, why everything has changed, why did it become what it is today? Say half a word more with me, and even face the place where you once lived and loved?!"

These words were not directly stated, but every word pointed to Ye Zhili.

Ye Zhili thought quite absurdly, even self-defeating.

because of him.

All because of him.

Because of him, Sheng Jian had to abandon his homeland, betray the people and things he had guarded for many years, and accompany him in the endless conspiracy and danger.

Zong Xiangling reached out to grab his arm, but he dodged sideways and continued: "Zhili, please, let Jian Zun come back and see if it's okay, even if he flattened Leji Mountain, Liuluomen will also come from here and there." Never hated him!"

As if afraid that he would not agree, Zong Xiangling swore to the sky like a curse: "I used to have feelings for Jian Zun, but I don't like him anymore, and I'm going to get married soon, you know, Xu Ming is right I'm great..."

Ye Zhili really wanted to yell to Zong Xiangling, he always wanted Sheng Jian to leave, but Sheng Jian refused to leave, bring Sheng Jian back to Liuluomen if you have the ability!He also didn't want to face Sheng Jian all day long!

Why should you blame him for everything?

After he and Sheng Jian arrived at Liuluomen, they all blamed him, saying that he had robbed their Yuanheng Sword Master.

He and Sheng Jian were no longer bothered by others, and Zong Xiangling came to blame him again, blaming him for still being domineering and not letting go.

Can't you let him live his life in peace? !

After realizing the suffocation in his chest, he belatedly realized that his emotions were a little out of control. The moment his fingers touched the table, the cold temperature flowed from his fingertips into his heart veins, reminding him of when Sheng Jian had just left. Those eyes of anticipation.

Shengma said, you can always trust me.

The sandalwood fragrance that has been lingering around Sheng Jian surrounded him again in an illusion way, he took a deep breath of the cold wind that belongs to the night alone, and gradually calmed down.

wrong.

Zong Xiangling knew his identity and came to look for him. It was the intention of the person behind the scenes. Now it seems that the person wanted to use Zong Xiangling to divide him and Shengjian.

No matter what that person's ultimate goal is, he can't let that person do what he wants, which makes him and Sheng Jian fall into a more difficult situation in the already perilous Xianmeng.

He imitated Sheng Jian's usual tone, and said calmly: "Miss Zong, I think you have misunderstood. The former Taoist companion of Jian Zun you know died 20 years ago, and I am just an outsider.

"How is Sword Master and you? That's a matter between the two of you. To put it bluntly, it's a matter between Sword Master and Liu Luomen. As an outsider, I don't have the qualifications, nor the ability to control the sword." Honorable thought."

Seeing that Ye Zhili refused to eat soft and hard food, and refused to eat oil and salt, Zong Xiangling didn't persuade him anymore, but took out a big red invitation card from the storage bag and put it on the table, and pushed it in his direction.

Zong Xiangling smiled bitterly at him: "My wedding, I hope you and Sword Master will come."

Ye Zhili said briefly: "I will convey it."

Zong Xiangling: "Thank you."

With Zong Xiangling's departure, his courtyard became quiet again. In the elegant and beautiful water town style, the colorful invitations were placed on the table, becoming the most abrupt touch of red.

Ye Zhili looked down at the color, and finally put it away.

Bring it to Shengma tomorrow morning.

Zong Xiangling turned around to him because he wanted to invite Sheng Jian to the wedding.

Although Ye Zhili had made a good plan, the invitation was still not handed over to Sheng Jian as scheduled.

Early the next morning, two friends, Sheng Jian and Lu Juchen, came to his courtyard together as if they were in a competition.

It's not easy for him to take out the invitation card in front of Lu Juchen, and let Lu Juchen know that Zong Xiangling is looking for him, maybe he will cut off the arm that Zong Xiangling just connected.

The sudden accusation in the courtyard last night disappeared with the moon falling and the stars sinking. He suddenly realized that he didn't even pour a cup of tea for Zong Xiangling. Except for the invitation that he put away, Zong Xiangling didn't even have a trace of it. Keep.

The ups and downs and overlapping emotions in his heart were also digested by himself, and the sporadic silence was well covered up when he saw the two of them, and he slowly settled down under the guise of "thinking about the Hunyuan Qiankun Bottle all night". down.

Lu Juchen couldn't detect it, and only talked about business: "Little Yezi, how are you thinking?"

Ye Zhili brought out the answer he had prepared long ago: "This is a big matter. Regardless of whether the second opening of the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle is opened or not, I feel that Leader Xia should be informed."

Sheng Jian has never had any objection to his decision, Lu Juchen doesn't like to be passive, so yesterday he wanted to take the opportunity to see the legendary artifact, and then agreed: "Then when you are free, let's go find Xia Xingchui together .”

Ye Zhili said: "Since the decision has been made, today's repair of the defensive circle has not yet started, so let's go now, so as not to have long nights and dreams."

The three reached an agreement and went to Weiyuan Pavilion together.

Because of the rumors, Xia Xingchui changed into the complicated attire belonging to the leader of the Xianmeng, and waited for them in the living room.

Xia Xingchui stood at the pinnacle of power in the realm of comprehension, but he had no airs. Except for Ye Zhili's precautions when he climbed Tao Zizhen's wall in the middle of the night, went to the room to find things and was found, he almost never showed it. what aggression.

However, after all, the position is there, no matter how good-tempered he is, he still has the calm demeanor of a superior, making people afraid to provoke him easily.

As a disciple of the Xianmeng, Ye Zhili was the only one among the three who saluted, but before he raised his hand in front of him, Xia Xingchui dismissed him: "Come in and sit down, you came so early, Do you need Xia for something?"

Since Xia Xingchui was so direct, Ye Zhili didn't make unnecessary greetings: "I will not hide the truth from the leader, I do have something important to tell you."

Under his suggestion, Lu Juchen revealed that Master Lian Lu did not come to Xianmeng 30 years ago.

The smile on Xia Xingchui's face gradually faded, and after thinking for a while, he said to Ye Zhili: "Is this the clue you found in Tao Zizhen's room that day?"

Ye Zhili didn't make any more excuses, and took out Tao Zizhen's letters: "Leader, take a look."

Xia Xingchui looked at them one by one, and then waved his hands towards the void. A mass of brown-green mist solidified by the table and knelt down. It turned out to be a hidden guard in soft armor.

Xia Xingchui: "Call the deputy leader and Elder Zhong."

The dark guard said "yes", and turned into mist again, scattered between the sky and the earth.

Xianmeng's work was rather efficient, and after a while, Wen Mo and Zhongxi arrived one after another.

The successor of Master Lianlu Lianshan is sitting here, and Sword Master Yuanheng is also an excellent proof, directly to the credibility of the letter and the statement that Master Lianlu had never been to Xianmeng 30 years ago.

Xia Xingchui didn't talk nonsense, and simply recounted the situation.

The two strands of beard around Zhongxi's mouth were about to fly up, and his speech speed also became faster: "I said that there must be something wrong with the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle! If it wasn't Master Lianlu who came here 30 years ago, then we will open the first one. You have already fallen into the trap of the monster when you opened the bottle mouth! Leader, you must open the second bottle mouth as soon as possible to see what is inside!"

The Hunyuan Qiankun Bottle has three mouths.

Open one, everything in the world can only enter and exit.

Open the two doors, you can peek inside and get the contents.

Open the three ways, and everything will come out.

Wen Mo still held his own point of view: "Elder Zhong's words are wrong. After the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle was opened 30 years ago, the number of demons in the world has indeed decreased greatly. Who can guarantee that these letters are not a trap for demons?"

Zhongxi flicked his long sleeve violently, and Ye Zhili thought that he wanted to slap Wen Mo's face with that sleeve: "Isn't the puppet demon enough to explain the problem? Yao Guangzun, you are in charge of investigating the puppet demon. What did you find out? Don't we have to wait until more innocent disciples are killed, until the demons completely conquer the world before we can get the answer?!"

Wen Mo was also called Yaoguangzun, but in the Xianmeng, this title was simplified to the leader and deputy leader, just like Xia Xingchui's Liuluanzun.

Now Zhongxi mockingly calls Wen Mo Yao Guangzun, which seems to be unwilling to recognize Wen Mo's position as the deputy leader.

Facing Zhongxi's harsh words, Wen Mo remained calm: "I have already found some clues. The puppet demon has little to do with opening the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle 30 years ago. You don't like me everywhere, but when it comes to business, there's no need to bring personal emotions, right?"

Zhongxi's interrogation was pushed back by Wen Mo so extremely, and his face turned red immediately: "You also said that the relationship between the puppet demon and the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle is 'little', not 'nothing'! Wen Mo , I’ll just ask you, don’t you feel a little guilty and guilty when facing the countless heroic spirits lying in Huaiying Valley!”

Wen Mo's back was straight, and he stood there gracefully. The golden steps on his hair did not shake half an inch, and his breath was steady and flat. I am worthy of Leader Xia, I am worthy of countless disciples of the Immortal League, I am worthy of heaven and earth!"

Zhong Xi smiled coldly: "Since that's the case, how dare you ask Yao Guangzun's heart demon?"