Demon Venerable Dao Companion will never break off the marriage

The roses are in full bloom, and the more you go in, the denser they bloom, like pieces of bright red blood stains, and the rich aroma gathers in them.

The further you go inside, the less people are there. Xia Zijiao looked around and found that the nearby houses were much older than the outside, and the dust was thicker, and the doors were closed, as if no one lived there. look.

"Is this half of the city a deserted city?" After Xia Zijiao finished speaking, he heard a soft creak, and the window lattice of the house in front moved slightly, revealing a gap, revealing a pair of cloudy eyes in the dark room.

Xia Zijiao took a step back in fright, and leaned close to Yin Xuansheng, when he heard Yin Xuansheng's voice: "It's a mortal."

It turned out to be an old man who was looking at the two of them through the gap between the door and the window. After meeting the eyes of the two, he raised his knuckles and trembled slightly.

Xia Zijiao looked at the action of the old man, as if he was slightly waving backwards, did he mean to tell them to leave?

"Old man...?" Before the words could be spoken, the old man had already closed the gap in the window, leaving only Xia Zijiao scratching his head.

"The people who live here seem to know something?" Xia Zijiao held an umbrella in both hands, and followed Yin Xuansheng's footsteps.

"These roses will absorb people's energy, this is a formation."

"Ah?" Xia Zijiao was startled, Yan Boli actually had such a vicious magic circle.

Yin Xuansheng looked at the houses on both sides of the street. These houses were tightly closed, but he could feel that there were people living in these houses. These people were probably the nourishment for this formation. The wall absorbs the nutrients grown in the formation.

He raised his hand, and the cold sword flew out into the large rose at random. The sword energy was as sharp as a blade, blowing a burst of bright red flowers and raining all over the sky. The petals dance wildly, flying in all directions with the sword energy, almost blocking the sight in front of them.

The petals were scattered, and a white cloth appeared in the center of the vine. His snow-white cheeks were like thin sheets that had been washed hundreds of times. He stood in the center of the vine, and the flower branches spreading behind him were like open hands. A layer of white gauze was put on.

"Why be so rude, if you want to speak well, just do it." The man looked at the two of them, slowly moved from Yin Xuansheng to Xia Zijiao, and stopped.

Xia Zijiao felt the gaze falling on his body. This person gave people a very uncomfortable feeling. He was obviously clean, but he felt as if he had just been fished out of the water: "You are Li. family?"

The man nodded slightly, but his posture was very cold and arrogant: "Yes."

"Since you hid, what did you come out for?"

The man's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Yin Xuansheng. It was clearly written in his eyes, you should look at the person next to you first, isn't it too much for him to come out?

The demon god was born, no matter how much they avoided it, but the moment they came here, they had to accept that everything had begun.

"I know that you are here to find your soul, but over the past hundred years, Yan Bo and the Li family have experienced too many and complicated things. It is no longer the Yan Bo in the past. Please invite the two of you to come to Yan Bo with me."

Xia Zijiao looked sideways at Yin Xuansheng. They clearly hid well, but now they suddenly appeared again. I don't know how true or false what this person said. They have been hiding for so many years in order to stabilize their souls, and they will be willing to surrender. come out?The eyes of the two met for a moment, and the two of them agreed for a moment. No matter what, they had to go to Yanbo to check first.

Yin Xuansheng moved his steps, Xia Zijiao followed beside him.

The man stood in front of the flower vines and lowered his head slightly. The rose vines behind him dispersed like a tide, revealing a narrow entrance in the middle of the rose vines.

"Please." He raised his hand and pointed to the entrance.

This road is very narrow, and only one person can pass through. The person followed behind. Xia Zijiao looked back, and the next moment, a hand was gently wrapped around his shoulders, leading him to the front.

He will protect him.

The entrance was still filled with the fragrance of roses, the light inside was dark and very shady, and the moss was slippery under his feet, so Xia Zijiao involuntarily slowed down his pace, walking steadily step by step.

The road here is flat and straight ahead, but for some reason, Xia Zijiao felt like he was going further and further down. The young man was puzzled, but he didn't ask. He knew that Yin Xuansheng was behind him, and Yin Xuansheng would always be there. Standing behind him, where the road eventually leads to, neither of them has been on, but he will not let the dangers of these roads hurt him.

After walking a little further, I heard the man say coldly, "Is this how Mr. Xia usually walks?"

Xia Zijiao looked back, it turned out that he disliked him for walking slowly, and then took a look at Yin Xuansheng, he was guarding behind him, without any objection at all, he glanced over with a calm face, it seemed that he didn't mind if he walked slower .

Xia Zijiao raised his eyebrows and looked at the man, seeing that the man's pale face seemed to be getting whiter, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Of course he didn't dare to say anything. Can he ask Mr. Xia, is this how he usually walks?But if you complain a little more, you don't have to think about it, Xia Zijiao has already come over Yin Xuansheng's sword before he even looked at it.

"You Yanbo are underwater?" Although the road was always flat, the boy still felt that he should be underwater.

The man's voice came from behind: "Well, Yan Bo is underwater."

Xia Zijiao listened to his perfunctory tone, and said lightly: "Didn't you say that you have too many and complicated things to say? You don't want to say it?"

The man stopped for a while, looked at Yin Xuansheng in front of him, and honestly opened his mouth: "That's not the case, as long as Mr. Xia is willing to listen, he will be willing to say as much as he wants. We have been quiet since ancient times, and we have guarded Dingpo for generations. After opening a world a hundred years ago, it has been completely isolated from the outside world, and only occasionally monks come here to visit, and there are often times when the entrance cannot be found."

"But none of us expected that after Yan Bo became his own world, a nightmare beast appeared, and that nightmare beast took Dingpo as its own, and our Li family, which has been guarding Dingpo for generations, was also swallowed up. Into the nightmare, this is what you see in the mirror, the Yanbo on the water is actually the real Yanbo City, and the Yanbo underwater is a phantom, but we are all trapped in the phantom, so this sinking Yan Bo has become a real Yan Bo."

The meaning of Yan Bo's existence is the Li family, the Dingpo guarded by the Li family for generations. Only with the Li family present and Dingpo can Yan Bo be called Yan Bo.

"We were trapped in the illusion for several years, and after losing our mind, we were even more confused. After a long time, we finally gathered the strength of everyone and opened up such a path, from the nightmare illusion to reality."

Xia Zijiao interrupted him: "This isn't the road opened up by your strength, but the road refined by the blood of those mortals outside?"

The man said indifferently: "This is just some price that needs to be paid."

Yin Xuansheng glanced at him indifferently: "Those flowers that were picked out are to guide the monks who passed by Yan Bo."

He was silent for a moment: "Natural selection, the Li family has no choice."

Xia Zijiao became angry when he heard his answer, and he was so righteous in harming others, he frowned slightly: "Since it is natural selection, you are not as skilled as others when you are swallowed up by nightmares, why bother to struggle like this."

"Young Master Xia... How can you say that." The man finally suppressed his temper and did not continue to argue: "Young Master Xia, the only thing that can be preserved is what is important to you. Don't talk about this, just keep going, and you will come to the end of the speech." Got it."

He still insists that the illusion that the nightmare trapped them is Yan Bo.

Walking a little further, I saw a light in front of the narrow path. This space seemed to be broken out of thin air, extending inward infinitely, and extending into a illusory illusion.

Until the moment of stepping out, just like the moment when Yanbo enters the water and docks, what catches the eye is a Yanbo that is exactly the same as before, the only difference is that the city here is full of tiny The water ripple pattern is clearly not in the water, but it seems to be in the water.

Walking out of the narrow path is like landing on the shore again and stepping on a new journey.

The street spread forward, the pavilions and pavilions on both sides stopped the wind, the bamboo curtains were half-rolled, and the moon towers hung high. The difference was that there were not so many ordinary people living here. What came was a group of men in white looking sideways.

They wore similar heavy clothes, their complexion was as white as a thin one, a group of people stood under the huge banyan tree, one of the women stood in the front, a jade pendant was hung around the waist of the snow-white heavy clothes, with a lot of gold leaf on it, and a thin The gauze covered her eyes, she stepped forward slowly, her eyes swept over the two of them, and she lowered her head slightly.

"The patriarch of the Li clan has seen the Demon God and Mr. Xia. He never thought that we had been hiding for a long time, and finally met the two of you, and even invited you here."

Yin Xuansheng's gaze fell on her, and from the corner of his eye he scanned the rest of the people behind her: "Where is Dingpo?"

Xia Zijiao also looked at her, since they mainly lured them in, and said many such and such things, it seems that they couldn't keep Dingpo to death, and decided to hand over Dingpo.

The patriarch lowered his eyes and sighed helplessly: "That's why we invited you two. We don't know where Dingpo is. After Dingpo disappeared, we were trapped in a nightmare. The soul is tied inside, and even if you go out from here on weekdays, you can't stay away for too long. The soul is deeply affected by this. You are already a fan of the authorities, and it is impossible to know where Dingpo is hiding, so please ask the two to find it. Out of Dingpo, Dingpo is something that belongs to the two of you, if you find it out and break this nightmare and illusion, we Li family clan will be grateful."

Xia Zijiao listened to a bunch of her words, and a bunch of dots drifted silently in his heart. He didn't believe this group of people.

Do they know that Yin Xuansheng is here to kill people, not to help them break through their nightmares and illusions and rescue their Li family clan from the fire and water?Presumably a fool would know what they were doing with such a weird posture all of a sudden.

Looking at the group of Li's masters who took them as straws, Xia Zijiao was speechless for a moment, then looked sideways at Yin Xuansheng, thinking that they must all have heard the prophecy, right?The prophecies all said that blood debts should be paid in blood, and what their ancestors did back then must be recouped.

Yin Xuansheng's eyes remained indifferent. He didn't care what the Li family thought. He came to get Dingpo. Except for Dingpo, he didn't pay attention to others. He raised his hand and gently brushed the boy's hair with his fingertips. At the end, with a kind of unconscious comfort, he looked at the patriarch of the Li clan indifferently: "Once the nightmare beast creates a dream, it will sleep for a long time. It is still here, but you can't perceive him because of your ability to be trapped in it." He slightly Raising his hand, Han Jian appeared in the palm of his hand.

Holding the hilt of the sword in one hand, he raised his hand, and the calm water ripples originally projected in the illusion began to sway.

The illusion is shaken by this sword, and the blade is like a cold glow.