Originally wanted to be Xianjun's apprentice

Xianjun's life?

Xu Yunfan was used to being an emperor before his death, and he put on a posture, which was not inferior to the spirit of the ghost king. He walked up to the ghost lamp step by step calmly and oppressively, and sneered, "This king will give you one last chance, and you can answer after thinking clearly. "

The two rows of sweat in front of Ghost Lamp's forehead were like beans, pattering down its cheeks, but even if it was about to melt in fear, the sweat would bypass the white pear blossoms on its hands and flow into the ground.

It was for You Guang.

"Ghost King Mingjian! Fengdu absorbs the spirit of the gods to break the formation, causing the collapse of the infinite spiritual platform in the sky, and the endless spiritual power is exhausted. Qiankun, save the common people in the world..." The more Ghost Lantern talked, the more empty his mind became, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, with self-blame and remorse at the same time, he couldn't help but shed tears, "If... If You Guang finds out, I'm afraid the first time An accomplice who wanted to kill me, who forced the immortal world to death..."

Xu Yunfan has worked in scheming for hundreds of years, and he has already cultivated a face that does not change when Mount Tai collapses in front of him, but when he first heard about this shocking conspiracy, he still showed an unbelievable shock, paused for a long time, and then deliberately whispered revealed, "There's still half a month left, and it's about to break..."

Hearing the ghost lamp, his mind buzzed, is it only half a month?

half moon...

There seemed to be a pair of invisible hands pinching the neck of Ghost Lantern in the air. He was stunned for a long time, and suddenly his eyes froze, revealing a look of determination. Suddenly, he hugged the man in Xuanyi's leg desperately, and the bunch of flower branches carefully prepared He was crushed in his arms, wrinkled into disfigurement.

In troubled times, there is no time to protect the flowers.

Ghost Lantern was deeply saddened and burst into tears, "Ghost king think twice! Ghost king think twice... If Wujitian really dies, You Guang will hate me forever! Immortal King will hate you forever!"

The pear blossoms are rustling, and the fallen leaves are silent.In the empty ghost city, there was only a hoarse pleading, and the ghost lamp should be thankful that it was not the ghost king himself in front of him at this time.

Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.

Xu Yunfan looked serious and kicked him away.

Xianjun is still in the dark!The ghost king is really vicious.Xu Yunfan rushed to the ghost king's hall non-stop, just wanting to quickly save the fairy from the sea of ​​suffering, and see clearly the ghost king's wolfish ambitions.

At that time, the bleak moonlight fell on the pale pear blossom forest, which looked extraordinarily cold, especially the occasional muffled and choked sounds in the depths of the forest, which made it even more strange.

As the City God, Xu Yunfan was not afraid, so he went in alone with doubts.

Who is that?

The clothes are thin and casually scattered, half of the face is covered by the falling pear blossoms, and the thin knuckles like moonlight sink deep into the cracks in the ground, grinding out the blood stains like winter plums.After a long time, Yi Ren took a long breath, stretched out his weak and emaciated body, and his gauzy green shirt was stained with dust.

Yi Ren raised his hand, grabbed the wooden hairpin and pulled it out from the mottled pear tree trunk, only then did Xu Yunfan see clearly the face that haunted his dreams through the moonlight.

Is that Xianjun?

Xu Yunfan had a dull pain in his chest.

It turns out that the immortal king is not always pure and clean, and reverses all living beings, and will also be trapped by the seven emotions and suffer in embarrassment.

Will also surrender for one person, and draw the ground as a prison.

But why can't this person be him?

When desire grows, it is out of control.

Xu Yunfan lowered his eyes and didn't go forward. He waited for the green clothes to drift away, and then went to the tree and quietly looked at the hairpin wound on the tree that was healing, and then wiped away the mottled marks on the ground with his boots.

How much does Xianjun know?

What are you sad about?

The eternally inviolable god in his memory, the jade bone that will never be stained with dust, seems to be slowly withering tonight, crushed into the mud.

Xu Yunfan stretched out his hand to caress the blue phantom that was about to disappear, and there was an unknown dark longing in his eyes.

He always knows best - when the sword should strike.

Then turn around and leave.

On the way, fate was unlucky, and he met the ghost king Po Meng on a narrow road. Before he could salute and kowtow, a strong ghostly barrier trapped him in place.Until the King of Ghosts entered the bedroom, the dark room lit up with a faint yellow warm light, casting it on the thin window screens, reflecting two figures cuddling closely...

How ridiculous, Xianjun didn't resist... until now, he hasn't resisted...

Xu Yunfan's face was full of gloom.

A force suddenly appeared in the barrier, and he was sent back to the world.

Xu Yunfan watched coldly from the Zijin Pagoda, half of it was a dark hell, and half was a world where life and death were uncertain.

And under his feet are the ignorant Fengxian people.

What is the moat guarding?

Xu Yunfan has always been clear that if the world falls, the so-called pure land is nothing but self-deception.Even if it is not harmed by the lack of spiritual energy, how can there be eggs under the overturned nest?When the ghost clan comes to the world, how can they spare these surviving mortals who have no power to restrain their chickens?

But he is also very selfish. He only wants his people not to be tortured by fear, to be displaced, and to face irreversible doomsday panic.

What's wrong with being ignorant?

Although the price is to become the evil result of seducing the world.

But now he is not satisfied with this.

Rather than guarding the people who will eventually perish, he wants to have the bright moon hanging in the sky.

So he sneaked into the bottom of the moat and smashed the formation with one palm.

"broken!"

"The gate of Fengxian City is broken!"

"We are saved!"

The eyes of countless refugees outside the city lit up, rushing in crazily, and Fengxian fell in an instant, the victims were hungry and red-eyed, frantically collecting and plundering hard-won food, no one cared about morality and etiquette at the critical moment of life and death, only primitive brutality and bloodthirsty, Human life is less important than half a grain of brown rice.

How can the people of Fengxian living in peace and happiness compare to the desolate people everywhere, screaming in despair.

But Fengxian is so small and there are so many victims, it is just a drop in the bucket, adding a sad place in the world.

After the victims ate the last bite of food, their eyes fell into ashes.

There is no place between heaven and earth that is spared.

Xu Yunfan took the brewed wine and led the newly harvested souls, and went down to the ghost town again.

He glanced indifferently at the familiar phoenix costume on the dead soul, sent him to the judge, then left cruelly, and knocked on the door of the ghost king's palace.

He said: "Would you like Fengxian wine, Xianjun? I brewed it myself..." Now the world can't drink it anymore.

He didn't say the second half of the sentence.

The man was so drunk that he thought the world was what he used to be like in the past, and he talked about it all the time. He told him that a lover who is not in love should turn around, and told him that he is most afraid of being cheated in his relationship. Then he wrote four words in such a lonely way - don't lie.

Xu Yunfan smiled harmlessly and warmly, but his mind sank like an abyss.

The transparent wine fell on the table and soon disappeared, Shen Linyu emphasized again solemnly, don't lie.

What comes from the mouth is a faint fragrance of Fengxian wine.

...don't lie.

Xu Yunfan's whole heart seemed to be smashed by something suddenly, and the ground was in a mess.

He squeezed Shen Linyu's hand in such a panic, and sincerely promised: "Xianjun, I will not lie to you."

I tell you everything...

What was waiting was only the drawn hand and the eternal sentence - "Let's meet again some other day."

He was always, always, always just a bystander.

"click"

The wooden branch broke in the palm of his hand, and he opened it to look at his hand, a piece of pear blossom slowly fell into it, like a bright and beautiful thought.

It's just that the ghost city is sinister and vicious, and the fallen flowers that leave the branches turn into nothingness in just a moment.

For the first time, he thought of a sour poem, "It's better not to meet the beauty of the city."

The sun was burning like a fire, blood was splashed all over the sky, rivers, lakes and seas were burned into a pot of boiling water, and the ground was silently covered with thorny and luxuriant ghostly aura, which spread arrogantly.

The ghost king appeared in front of him out of thin air and slapped him hard, tearing his soul apart and bleeding from his orifices. The ghost king didn't bother to talk to an ant like him, so he suppressed him at the bottom of the moat with his backhand.

He knew that Xu Yan would not dare to kill him.

What if Xianjun suddenly finds him one day?

Xu Yunfan curled up on the ground and sneered, thinking to himself, the ghost king is nothing more than that.

Obviously doing the most ruthless thing, but still holding on to a trace of unbearable, this kind of person will only fail at both ends, extremely stupid!

He was thoughtful and thoughtful, how could he let himself be troubled, he had already torn a strand of his soul and left it at the gate of hell.

What if Xianjun doesn't come?

He tilted his head up and laughed at himself for panting, then, let's forget it.

Because of his intervention, Xu Yan was afraid that the night would be long and dreamy, so he accelerated the pace of breaking the seal. The cracks in the gate of hell became bigger and bigger, and the ghostly aura that escaped became more and more uncontrollable.

Finally, the sun and the moon overlapped, the sky and the earth fell into an endless night, and the remaining trace of aura was swallowed by ghosts, causing trees to wither, mountains and rivers to break, and half of the world turned into a desert overnight.

The eyes of the people are full of despair, is it God's punishment?

Is it the end?

Suddenly, a ray of sunlight split the sky, and the dying people looked up, only to see the seven stars lined up, and the stars moved, slowly forming a vortex, swallowing the blood.

"It's a fairy!"

I don't know who was the first to shout.

All the surviving people knelt down to thank them, and the rest of their lives were moved to tears, "The gods did not abandon us!"

But they have no spiritual power.

I didn't see the faces in the distant sky one after another.

He also didn't see, the vortex shone everywhere, and the spirit power returned to the back of the earth, one after another leaping figures.

People, in fact, don't consume much aura, but all creatures need too much...

It's not that Wujitian and the immortals from thousands of years ago are so great.

Just helpless.

For the gods, the thin spiritual power lasts for at most a hundred years.But for mortals, it will last forever.

What's more, the immortals of Wujitian are all transformed by mortals and believed by mortals.

Xu Yunfan, who was seriously injured and lethargic at the bottom of the river, opened his eyes. The water vapor was churning and bubbling. He heard faint footsteps in the distance. It was the fairy...

Xu Yunfan's remnant soul opened his mouth and said after a long wait, "The Immortal Lord shouldn't be here."

Where should that be?

Jump from one trap to another.

Xu Yunfan was very fortunate that Shen Linyu was not completely dazzled by love, and chose the people of the Li people, standing on the opposite side of the ghost king, so that he could take advantage of it.

There is nothing that can tear the two apart.

?Shen Xuanhe

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