His old enemy deceives the world

The entire Mingyang Palace is inlaid at the lower end of Qiongtu Peak, closely attached to the root system of the Wannian phoenix tree exposed outside the mountain. Following the way of balance between heaven and earth, people can feel a simple and heavy meaning coming from a distance.

While Chu Yu was walking in it, he had an inexplicable strange feeling of familiarity with this place——there was no one in this huge building, only pearl foil and silver screens were shaking without wind, and in the seemingly endless corridor, there was also There is a heart-rending silence, and the only thing that is quite agile is the surrounding... from time to time... some mirage-like monster phantoms.

But all these phantoms, without exception, quietly floated to the other side of the corridor with their empty eyes open, and after passing by Chu Yu, they disappeared silently into the invisible darkness.

Chu Yu looked back at a strange blue fish gradually disappearing at the end of the long corridor, and suddenly a strange idea popped up in his mind—could these phantoms also be the souls of the dead under the ten-thousand-year-old plane tree on the top of the mountain? ?

Thinking of this, Chu Yu couldn't help thinking in his heart that Chongcang himself had already reached the final state, and as the demon master, if he could use the power of Wannian Wutong to escape the mystery, then he could escape by himself. The hope of getting out of his hand is probably even more slim.

There seemed to be a heavy burden on the bottom of his heart for a while, Chu Yu stood in front of the windshield with the hollow octagonal scene inlaid with glass, watching the ever-changing clouds and waves on the top of the mountain, but a ray of depression slowly surged in his eyes.

But when he was in a trance, the light-colored colored glass in front of him suddenly reflected a very familiar shadow, and the blazing red was so clear that it streaked across the colorful colored glass, almost burning Chu Yu's iris in an instant.

Chu Yu's pupils shrank instantly, and he turned his head suddenly, and saw that gorgeous tail feathers just passed his line of sight - it was the phantom of an adult phoenix, but it was different from all other dull and empty The phantom of the monster beast, its figure is light and vivid, like a flawless dream, which can immerse all the creatures who have seen it.

And the phoenix tree, which was originally clinging to the outside of the long corridor, had taken root in the air, and seemed to sense something in an instant, stretching its body rapidly, chasing after the direction where the phoenix was flying away.

The astonishment on Chu Yu's face was beyond description. Before he had time to think about the phantom appearing in the corridor and the meaning behind it, he realized that he had involuntarily stepped forward and chased after the phoenix.

While running, Chu Yu could only feel inaudible murmurs in his ears. They were either gentle or painful, like a torrent coming from the underworld, constantly tugging at his thoughts, and invading him with a splitting headache. .

Smoke gradually billowed in front of his eyes, and all the movements around him turned into sharp tinnitus. In the blur, Chu Yu could only catch the scarlet tail. He gritted his teeth and threw himself forward, but he could barely reach it. The soft feather tips, before he knew whether the ethereal touch was an illusion, the next moment, Chu Yu fell into a shallow pool, and the strong smell of alcohol instantly filled his nostrils, and he stumbled up from it, soaked by the wine. The wet front placket was attached to the protruding collarbone, clearly outlining the smooth and blatant lines.

"Hmm..." Chu Yu shook his head and straightened up, hugging the wet hair from his forehead to the back of his head, barely compose himself, and the scene in front of him slowly unfolded before his eyes.

This is a hall that is completely different from where Chu Yu stayed. It seems to be a world of its own. Everywhere you can see - high mountains and rivers, small bridges and pavilions, everything is available, and there are no walls around it. Instead, The ever-changing landscape of ink and wash, and the waterfall above it, is the source of the pure and flowing place under Chu Yu's feet... the Jiuxi.

Taking two steps forward with bare feet, Chu Yu climbed over a fence, and the whole picture of the pavilion not far away appeared vaguely. He immediately suffocated, and his instinct prompted his first reaction to back away.

But the strong self-esteem cultivated over the years restrained his impulse in time. Chu Yu bit the bullet and thought to himself: Anyway, "Let him come and go freely in the Mingyang Palace" is what Chongcang himself promised, even if he has no intention Breaking into Chong Cang's bedroom, he shouldn't blame himself - after all, he is a majestic demon lord, and Chong Cang has the temperament of arrogance and contempt, probably because he gave him the opportunity to make him go back on his word, He might be embarrassed.

Besides, retreating before the battle, doesn't it seem that he is afraid of the old demon.

Thinking of this, Chu Yu walked up the path paved with white stones, and the splashed wine immediately wet the ground, leaving a string of deep or shallow lines on the steps leading to the pavilion. footprint.

However, the figure on the bench didn't seem to be awakened by this movement. Chu Yu slowly stepped on the last step of the pavilion, and the corner of his eyes couldn't help raising a trace of doubt—could the old demon Chong have passed out drunk?After all, the aroma of wine in this palace is so strong that people feel a little drunk when they smell it. It is a kind of torture for someone like Chu Yu who can't handle alcohol. If you don't really like this thing, no one will deliberately change the place. It's like this...won't it be deliberately arranged by Chong Laoyao to be arty?

Chu Yu covered the tip of his nose, and speculated with some malicious intentions in his heart: Unexpectedly, the old monster looked at Qing Gao, but in fact he was just an ordinary person who would use the contents of this pot to get drunk in his spare time.

But when he came to the bench lightly, he didn't smell the imaginary smell of alcohol from Chong Cang's body. At this moment, all the frost had faded from his indifferent and clear face, and he fell asleep naturally and relaxed, pitch-black. The strands of hair poured down the end of the bench and scattered on the floor tiles with cracked white jade ice. The sharp contrast between these two phases almost hurt Chu Yu's eyes.

He frowned and turned his gaze back to Chong Cang, only to see that the ups and downs of his chest were almost unnoticeable, only the still long and far-reaching aura in his breath caught Chu Yu's mind involuntarily. Don't dare to act rashly.

After a long while, he came back to his senses, and suddenly realized—this might be an excellent... opportunity to search for his natal soul feather.

After all, after much deliberation, it is impossible for Chong Cang to give someone such a thing as the soul feather of his own life, which can be said to control his own lifeline, and if it is sealed in a container, it is impossible for Chu Yu not to sense it, so the rest will be There is only one guess——Chong Cang carried it on himself, and used his own breath to cover up the fluctuations of his natal soul feather.

Staring closely at Chong Cang's slender and straight body, Chu Yu rolled his Adam's apple twice. After a while, he realized that his palms were sweating. He quickly rubbed against his waist, and then took a deep breath. , then tremblingly stretched out his hand to touch Chong Cang's skirt——

Seeing that he was about to touch the noble body of Lord Demon Lord, when Chu Yu's fingertips were only a few millimeters away from his chest, a warm palm suddenly grabbed his wrist tightly, and he couldn't escape.

Chu Yu's whole body tensed up instantly, and his first reaction was to pull his hands back, but he never thought that Chong Cang's hand would hold him tightly, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what, Chu Yu could only watch helplessly, Lord Demon Lord Slowly opened his eyes, the deep black pupils stared at him indifferently as always, but at this moment there seemed to be some unspeakable emotions in them, as if confused, as if disappointed, he opened his mouth slightly and said:

"……It's you."

The author has something to say: Thanks to Rachel who has two cats! Throwing a landmine, Kong Gu forgets to return and throws a landmine, "Frost's Descent", irrigation nutrient solution +1, "Mung bean porridge needs to be added sugar", irrigation nutrition +1

Bow - I'm too sleepy today, so I can only make a short chapter...