Peach wood

It's been a long time since I saw her, but Cunxue's spirits have improved again, and she looks radiant, obviously recuperating well.Shuhuai sighed softly, grabbed Changqing by the collar and dragged him behind him, so as not to worry about Cunxue because of the knife in Xihai to avenge him.However, there is no need for Cunxue to hold grudges for Changqing's shallow knife. He was only injured on the skin at that time, and he was quickly replaced by a puppet. The sword that Shuhuai stabbed him was the one that hurt him. fundamental.He is extremely conceited and proud. Before going to the East China Sea, he thought that he could escape completely, but Shuhuai injured him, so he had to escape from the East China Sea and hide in the imperial city of the human world to recuperate.These days, he has not been thinking about catching Shuhuai for revenge, but when Shuhuai really appeared in front of him, his arrogance jumped out again, driving him to procrastinate slowly.

In his subconscious mind, Shuhuai is still not enough to be his opponent, and Shuhuai has also seen this.Cunxue is Shuhuai's enemy and the enemy of Hades, so Shuhuai will never remind him to be modest and prudent, Shuhuai wishes that the other party will be more arrogant, so that he can win without fighting.

Cunxue walked towards them step by step. What fell now was no longer rain but slender ice cones. Shuhuai had no choice but to put away his umbrella and use spiritual power to form a barrier around his body to resist the opponent's attack.Changqing was hiding behind the book pocket, and was also forced to step back step by step. When Cunxue stepped forward, the three of them stepped back a little bit, as if they wanted to go back indefinitely.

After all, there is a boundary to the illusion. Shuhuai stopped after taking about twenty steps back. He could vaguely feel that he was approaching the "wall" of the illusion. Looking at the expression on Cunxue's face, he was even more certain With this thought, he stood here in case there was no way to retreat in the future.Appropriate concessions are not bad, but endless concessions are bound to be harmful and not beneficial, and it is enough to retreat here.Shuhuai smiled at Cunxue, then stretched out his hand to push Mo Yun back, staring fixedly at Cunxue, as if waiting for him to make a move first, otherwise he would never draw his sword.

Changqing was so nervous that he opened his mouth again and spouted nonsense. Looking at Shuhuai's back, he sighed sincerely: "Second brother, you are like an old hen now."

"Shut up, little chick." Shu Huai scolded, "If you don't obey me again, I'll pull out all your chicken feathers and throw them into the pot to make soup."

"Don't, second brother, my life is in your hands." Changqing looked at Cunxue, trembling, "The eagle is watching me, second brother, try harder to stop him, I'd rather be caught You don't want to be caught by an eagle even if you leave the pot behind."

Before Shuhuai could open his mouth, Mo Yun kicked Changqing directly: "Stop farting, you are thin and have little flesh, who would want to catch you? Don't think too highly of yourself."

Xu didn't expect them to fight each other over this matter, Cunxue was taken aback for a moment, but at the moment he was in a daze, Shuhuai who seemed to be waiting for him to strike first suddenly pulled out his sword, and a silver light came to Cunxue in the blink of an eye. In front of Xue, he almost stabbed his eyes.It seems that Shuhuai has made great progress in these days. Cunxue leaned back to avoid his sword. With a slight movement of his left hand, the ice cone hanging in the air froze slightly, and immediately went faster fall.The spiritual energy in Shuhuai's body soared, and the white mist wrapped the ice cones, smashing them into pieces.Using softness to overcome rigidity is probably describing this kind of situation. No matter how sharp a weapon is, as long as it is caught by the aura of the book, it will be tightly entangled and crushed.Cunxue squinted her eyes, and a long knife appeared in her hand, she blocked the sword stabbed by Shuhuai impartially, Bingshuang climbed onto the weapon in an instant, Shuhuai only felt the cold air coming from the mahogany sword , frowned and was about to distance himself from Cunxue, but Cunxue probably sensed his chills, and even chased him after him, insisting on forcing him to draw his sword.

When Shuhuai went out today, he just had the idea of ​​wandering around the imperial city, but they were not lucky, they could fall into Cunxue's trap by wandering around casually, and turned into such an illusion.Now that he is wrapped up a little thicker, it is not convenient for him to draw his sword, but Cunxue followed closely behind him, out of helplessness, he had to wink at Mo Yun, telling him to leave Chang Qing there first, and come quickly Do yourself a favor.

Mo Yun's hands had been itchy for a long time, and he was eager to try it. Seeing Shuhuai asking for help, he rushed up impatiently.Shuhuai clearly heard Cunxue curse, probably he has never seen such a crazy wolf, but this is just Cunxue's own doing, if he hadn't stabbed Shuhuai twice, and once plotted against Mo Yun's parents, the other party She would never hate him to the bone, and naturally she would not want to fight him so anxiously.

Although Changqing was no match for Cunxue, he was still more than capable of resisting those ice cones.As soon as Shu Huai Fang landed, he heard crackling noises in front of him, and when he looked up, the black dragon had already lost its original shape, and was shaking its head and tail with its eyes closed.The ice pick hit his dragon's horns and scales, and they were either broken or bounced off. Looking at his posture at this moment, Shuhuai felt very familiar. Thinking about it carefully, when he was playing with that big ball at the bottom of the North Sea, Isn't it exactly this set of actions?Sure enough, the skills are too many to overwhelm him, Shuhuai sighed again, in the future it can't be said that this dragon can only play and not do business, maybe he just played around and practiced a peerless magic skill.

The ice layer under his feet was getting thicker and thicker. Shuhuai looked back and found that Yan Hengrui, who was standing by the road before, had disappeared.That probably wasn't the real Yan Hengrui, but a puppet that Cunxue set up in the illusion to confuse them.There is no aura in the body of mortals, so it is even more difficult to tell who is real and who is fake with their eyes.

After several rounds of fighting with Cunxue, Mo Yun suddenly realized something was wrong. He felt that Cunxue didn't use all his strength, but seemed to be delaying time.Once he became suspicious, he refused to fight any more, immediately put away his weapon, and returned to the side of the book pocket.The two sides whispered a few words, Cunxue got impatient waiting at the other end, and raised her long knife to attack again, Mo Yun quickly raised her hand to block it, but the illusion was shattered into pieces at this moment.

The rain outside is still falling, but compared to before, the rain is much weaker.There was no one on the street, only the white light flashed in the sky, it was that Cunxue left this place and went to another place.Mo Yun suspected that he was making a fuss again this time, but he couldn't figure out who he was really going to deal with.As far as the current situation is concerned, Silin is actually the most dangerous one. Mo Yun and Shuhuai looked at each other, grabbed one of Changqing's shoulders, and dragged him out of the city gate. Dongfu ran.

However, they thought it wrong, Cunxue didn't pay attention to those little monsters at all, his purpose from the beginning to the end was only one, and that was to cause trouble for the underworld.In a way, this can be regarded as a kind of perseverance.

Even if it rains heavily, the ghost messenger will go out with an umbrella to fetch the dead souls. As usual, he knocked on the gate of Hades and sent today's new dead ghosts in first. Just as he was about to follow them, he heard There were footsteps.In the wilderness where the rain is pouring, how can anyone be here?The ghost messenger's first reaction was to close the door and turn around to check, but before he could turn his head, the other party spoke first. The voice was so familiar, who was it?

How dare he come back, can't wait to throw himself into the trap?The ghost messenger turned his head and smiled politely at him: "Why, you're not used to living in the human world, do you want to go back to Hades?"

Yan Hengrui just looked at him and didn't answer.The ghost messenger is different from Shuhuai. Shuhuai distinguishes the deity from the puppet by Qi, and the ghost messenger distinguishes them by the soul. The person in front of him is definitely Yan Hengrui himself, but there are many things in him that don't belong to him. , which made the ghost feel a little strange.This cold air is really not what mortals should have. It seems that he returned to the human world this time because of another adventure.

The ghost envoy took a step forward, trying to imprison his soul and take him back to the underworld forcibly, but his whole body was suddenly wrapped in cold air.Appearing behind Yan Hengrui dressed in white, the ghost emissary let out a soft breath, as if seeing the expected scene.

"You appear here, do you want to break into the underworld by force?" The ghost messenger couldn't bear the coldness, took a step back, and almost stuck to the tree trunk behind him, "The previous emperor gave you the privilege of entering the underworld, not to let you do anything wrong .You put the puppet into the Hades, the King of Hades may forgive you once or twice for the sake of the predecessors, but the third time, absolutely not."

"You're not me, so how do you know what I'm thinking?" Cunxue smiled, took a step forward, grabbed the ghost messenger's neck, and the expression on her face became more and more ferocious, "I want to make trouble for them, how can I do it?" Mostly, so what if you don’t enter the underworld?”

The ghost envoy was suddenly grabbed by him, and he was a little out of breath. Cunxue's subordinates used eight percent of their strength, as if they were holding some fragile and perishable animal.He stared at the ghost messenger for a while, then let go of his hand suddenly, and asked an irrelevant question: "You are clearly a ghost but not a human... Do ghosts also breathe?"

"Compared to ghosts and humans, what is the difference except that they are more ethereal?" The ghost messenger leaned against the tree trunk and coughed intermittently. He guessed what the other party wanted to do, but he couldn't think of any other way except delaying time. To stop the snow.

There was a sudden chill in his right shoulder, followed by a heart-rending pain, the ghost clenching his teeth tightly, unwilling to show weakness in front of Cunxue.So far, he is just curious about how many things have happened over the years to distort a normal god into the crazy appearance he is now.He raised his hand and felt a wound on his shoulder, but what leaked out was not blood, but strands of black air.Cunxue raised her eyebrows, and reached out to dig the wound on the opponent's shoulder. The ghost groaned, pushed him away, and threatened: "Mingjun can sense that you are here, so I advise you to stop as soon as possible. In the future, the punishment will be lighter..."

"He already knew I was outside the door, so why didn't he come out to see me?" Cunxue grabbed Wen Yanzhi by the collar and dragged him in front of her, "I remember you are very good at fighting, what happened today? Don't do it?"

"You remember wrongly." The ghost emissary replied, "I can't beat you."

Wen Yanzhi is very stubborn, as long as he is unwilling to speak, no one can force him to speak, no matter how provocative Cunxue is, how to induce him to open his mouth, he will remain indifferent, standing in place as cold as a stone.He didn't move, Mingjun didn't come out, Cunxue lost his interest, and tore off the wound on his right shoulder as if venting his anger, then grabbed his collar with one hand, patted Yan Hengrui's shoulder with the other, and in the blink of an eye Disappeared in the woods.There was a sound of thunder, and the rain that had just stopped not long ago poured down again, as if the sky was angry.

The outside world is shaking, the rain is pouring, the lightning is flashing and thundering, but the inside of Hades is still safe and sound, not a drop of water can leak in.The newly dead ghosts didn't know what happened, they lingered at the entrance, didn't know whether they should go forward, or stop and wait, wandering around for a while, and then waited for a few ghost soldiers to lead them to the hall of Hades.

It stands to reason that as soon as the new dead ghost arrives, Mingjun will start the trial immediately, but today Mingjun is uncharacteristically, and the door of the hall is tightly closed.The ghost soldiers hadn't seen the ghost envoys before, but now they saw that the main hall was not open, and their hearts started to tremble, fearing that something might happen, but their status was low and they didn't dare to ask such things, so they had to detain the new ghosts, Stand outside the closed temple door and wait.

Mingjun really has no time to take care of those ghosts. For Hades, ghosts are more important.From the moment Cunxue appeared, Mingjun already knew what was going on outside, but now that Shuhuai and others are not there, he is the only one sitting here in such a huge underworld, he is worried about Baizhi and Xueyi who is sleeping soundly, afraid Cunxue released the puppet to sneak in, momentarily undecided whether to go out or not.Everything was ruined by hesitation and procrastination. He just thought about it for a quarter of an hour, but he didn't expect Cunxue to act so quickly and take the ghost messenger away.This time it's even more troublesome, he might as well chase Cunxue away while Cunxue was standing in front of the door, if he had dealt with it like that then, he wouldn't have to go to the imperial city to find the ghost messenger now.

The imperial city is some distance away from the entrance of the underworld, and it is impossible to arrive there in an instant. The king of the underworld suspects that Cunxue intends to divert the tiger away from the mountain, and is even more uncertain.He paced back and forth in the hall, turned around a few times and suddenly remembered the round mirror, went back to the table and turned it out, stretched out his hand to touch the mirror, and waited for Shuhuai to reply as soon as possible.

Shuhuai was rushing towards Silin's cave, and just halfway there, he suddenly felt the mirror on his body buzzing and trembling, so he stopped at the side of the road and reached out to touch the round mirror.He thought that the ghost messenger was going to chat with him again, and he had already quickly prepared a draft to accuse the other party, but when the mirror lit up, it turned out that it was Ming Jun.The words that ran to the throat were immediately swallowed back, and Shuhuai asked tremblingly: "Do you... have any instructions?"

"Where are you going now?" Mingjun asked without answering.

"Go to Cunxue." Shu Huai originally wanted to explain the whole story, but felt that it was too complicated, so in order to save time, he only said four words.

"Go back to the imperial city to look for him, he's inside." Mingjun also didn't say much, and gave the order concisely, "Bring Yanzhi back."

As soon as the voice fell, the mirror went out and became dark again, reflecting the gray sky.Shuhuai was stunned for a long time before he understood what Mingjun said just now, and immediately became furious, wanting to tear Cunxue's body into pieces.

Wen Yanzhi also wanted to chop Cunxue into pieces, not only that, he even planned to chop this guy into fine meat dumpling stuffing, but now he is locked in the house and cannot move, no matter how many thoughts he has, he just thinks about it.Yan Hengrui was sitting on the side of the bed and watching him. He felt that the scene was a bit strange, and he moved quite uncomfortably. At this moment, Yan Hengrui finally had an expression on his face, and Wen Yanzhi clearly saw the other party showing a mockery. laugh.

"So you're not stupid, and you haven't been controlled?" Wen Yanzhi's heart was ablaze, and he opened his mouth to curse, "I still treat you as a little bastard to such an extent that you can't even hold your own body."

This sentence touched Yan Hengrui's back, he stood up abruptly, stopped drinking the tea in his hand, and filled a cup full of clothes that Quan Xiao respected for Wen Yanzhi.The ghost rolled his eyes, and became more angry, and the words that came out of his mouth became more piercing: "Why, did I say something wrong? You are just a bastard crossing the river and tearing down bridges. Without others to help you, you can't do anything , I can only be submissive all day long, and be an answering insect. Your skin is not bad, but it is a pity that it has to accommodate a fool, even if an ant is in charge of your body, it must be better than you. "

"I never thought that you would dare to open your mouth to swear when you are in such a situation." Yan Hengrui glanced at him, then suddenly threw the empty cup on the ground, picked up a piece of broken porcelain, and looked at it as if thinking about something .

The ghost emissary watched too much court battles, so he immediately realized why he took a piece of broken porcelain, and immediately kicked him on the knee: "What does Momojiji look like, he has never touched a weapon, and he dare not even hold a knife? A weak woman dares to carry a gun to the battlefield, but you are here staring at a cup, the bastard is better than you, you bastard."

"You are such a gossip." Yan Hengrui was so angry that his hands were shaking. He seldom quarreled in his life because no one dared to disobey him. , I couldn't say a word, so I could only talk back flatly.Seeing that he didn't know what to say, Wen Yanzhi became even more excited, wishing to drown him with saliva, Yan Hengrui felt aggrieved, and suddenly remembered that Cunxue had never said that he would not let him do it, so he raised his hand like a ghost, and grabbed him Unconsciously exert force on the neck of the other party, trying to strangle this noisy guy here.

The ghost emissary was suddenly caught again, and after a moment of silence, he immediately raised his leg and kicked Yan Hengrui fiercely: "If you don't have diamonds, don't do porcelain work, you **** trash, you dare to touch me! You What the hell, you're nothing at all!"

In just a quarter of an hour, Yan Hengrui was scolded to the point of being useless, and Wen Yanzhi kicked him twice. The old grudges and new grudges accumulated and spewed out. The appearance began to criticize: "I see that your mouth is very powerful, could it be that you climbed onto other people's bed with it?"

There was silence in the room, Wen Yanzhi was startled for a moment, and jumped up from the bed in the next moment, "What the hell are you talking about? When you were the emperor, you were promiscuous all day long. That was your fault, not me. ! Your father, I pulled out your tongue! Sun your grandfather!"

He looked like he was going crazy, and wanted to be Yan Hengrui's father and his grandfather. Yan Hengrui was forced back a few steps by his momentum, and whispered in his mouth: "The shrew scolds the street, the shrew scolds the street. Discord You count."

Wen Yanzhi stared, and was about to continue scolding him, but the door was knocked suddenly, and the prime minister came in from the outside, saying that Xianjun had something important to discuss.Yan Hengrui was feeling uncomfortable, he let out a sigh of relief when he heard the words, he was glad that he finally didn't have to stay here to listen to the other party's swearing, pushed the prime minister away and walked out.The ghost messenger saw that an old acquaintance left and a new face came in, but they were definitely in the same group, so he calmed down and prepared to start scolding with a different word, but the prime minister spoke again, and the voice changed: "My lord, let me help you first." You untie the chain, there is a secret passage in the room, before he leaves this place, you go quickly."

The voice was so familiar, it was clearly the cup spirit, it turned out that he was so capable, he was able to sneak into the prime minister's residence under Cunxue's nose!The ghost envoy was taken aback and froze on the spot until the chain slipped and the secret door opened slowly, then he reacted, thanked him hastily, and plunged into the deep secret passage.

Silin slowly opened his eyes, rubbed his sore ears, and said to himself that this emissary scolded people so cruelly, and Yan Hengrui didn't press him on the bed and suffocate him with a pillow, it was a good way of self-restraint.All of them are so eloquent, but Yan Lingxi is obedient and obedient, even if there is a quarrel, she never uses dirty words in her mouth, which is much more comfortable to listen to.

The ghost envoy is injured, so I'm afraid he can't go too far, Yan Hengrui will soon find out that something is wrong, and go back with Cunxue to find him.Silin pressed his forehead and looked at Wan Zhu who was still sleeping soundly. He was tangled up in his heart for a moment, and he secretly said that he was offended, but he stepped forward bravely, woke up his violent elder sister, and begged her to go to a certain place in the city to help her ghost.Wan Zhu had just woken up, stared at him before he could react to what he said, but he had already got up and walked outside, Silin heaved a sigh of relief, and hid first just in case, and told Yan Ling who was beside him Xi, if Wanzhu suddenly returns to the cave, he will say that he is not there.

Wan Zhu seldom procrastinated, and traveled quickly, not long after the ghost envoy walked out of the secret path, he saw a fiery red not far away.Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, Wan Zhu shivered and finally woke up, looking suspiciously at the ghost messenger: "What... what happened to you?"

"It's a long story. Let's go quickly. Cunxue and that little bastard are mixed together, and they are waiting to cause trouble for the underworld. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time." Hold back, let out a pained snort.Seeing that he was injured, Wanzhu shivered again, and immediately became sober that he could no longer be sober, so she immediately stepped forward to support him, intending to take him away quickly.The two of them walked to the corner, and suddenly bumped into Shuhuai and the others head-on, they agreed with each other, thinking that it would be more cost-effective to run off on the spot with oil on the soles of their feet.

Shuhuai knew that the ghost envoy's fighting strength was almost the same as that of a hen, so he really doubted how he could escape. At first, the ghost envoy wanted to hide it, but in the end he didn't bother to make up nonsense, so he simply confessed to Silin.Wanzhu finally found out what was wrong, Si Lin had been sitting in the cave, how did he know that the ghost envoy was arrested?All eyes were on Shuhuai, as if waiting for him to say something, Shuhuai had already seen through Silin's secret, and made a guilty laugh twice: "Is that so? He is attached to the prime minister...in fact, it's good that he doesn't harm anyone , maybe he has some eccentricities, he splits into several different personalities, one day he will be a court lady, and tomorrow he will be a high-ranking official, all these are his private affairs, who knows?"

The moment Yan Hengrui appeared suddenly, Cunxue knew that something was wrong. The mortal prime minister dared to make trouble under his nose. Wen Yanzhi must have escaped successfully with the prime minister's help.He hurried back to the room to have a look, but saw the chain lying alone on the bed, the prime minister fell unconscious on the ground, the room was filled with a trace of evil spirit, but was quickly suppressed by the human breath.Cunxue sensed it carefully and found that the monster was not in the prime minister's mansion, or even in the imperial city. The reason why he was able to hide it was probably because he devoured the souls of mortals to cover up his aura.It's no wonder that Yan Hengrui's naked eyes couldn't see through the confusion, because even Cunxue couldn't detect that a goblin was spying on their whereabouts. tricky way.

I thought I could use a ghost envoy to blackmail the Hades, but I didn't expect the calculation to fail again. It seems that the destiny is not on my side this time.Cunxue sighed leisurely and didn't say anything more.

The Ghost Messenger's right shoulder was pierced by the ice pick of Cunxue. Although he could heal himself, he couldn't start writing today. When he returned to Hades, he didn't even go to see Mingjun, but asked Shuhuai to ask for leave on his behalf.Seeing that he was really uncomfortable, Shuhuai couldn't bear it, so he really went on his behalf, and was ready to be angered by Mingjun, but Mingjun felt guilty, not only did not get angry, but even pushed away all the things at hand, Said to go to the ghost room to see his situation.Looking at the back of Mingjun going away, Shuhuai was a little uneasy, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if Mingjun's trip was not to condolence to his subordinates, but to torture his subordinates.

On the way in the past, Mingjun had already assumed many possible scenarios, even the scene where the ghosts were weeping bitterly and wanting to resign from office desperately, but he never imagined that the moment he opened the door In an instant, I saw the guy who was said to be unable to write sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes were red, his teeth were gritted, and he was writing a pamphlet while pressing his shoulder.

When Mingjun saw the big characters written by him, he was stunned: "Yan Zhi, what are you doing?"

Unexpectedly, he would suddenly barge in, Wen Yanzhi's expression turned bright for a moment, he hurriedly put away the pen and paper, and replied respectfully: "This subordinate didn't do anything."

In fact, Ming Jun had already seen what the other party was writing, and it was nothing more than arranging himself and Yan Hengrui again. He immediately sighed softly and persuaded him gently: "Don't always think about Yan Hengrui, it's not worth it."

The emissary was silent.After a while, Mingjun remembered his leave, and quickly said: "You should think about yourself more, don't always be busy for others."

This was just a normal concern, but Wen Yanzhi linked this sentence with the previous sentence, and his expression suddenly became brilliant.He twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, nodded stiffly, looked towards the book pocket following him stiffly, and rolled his eyes stiffly.

It wasn't long before Shuhuai came over, and he didn't hear their conversation, only that Mingjun was probably reprimanding his subordinates again, so he advised him to go back to the main hall first, in order to comfort Wen Yanzhi who was physically and mentally hurt.Mingjun was still worried, so he looked at the ghost emissary twice more, and told him not to write again, then turned and left.Not long after he left, Wen Yanzhi jumped up, grabbed the sleeve of Shuhuai, and quickly described Ming Jun's two sentences. One person and one ghost looked at each other, terrified, surprised that Ming Jun actually There is also this fetish.