Bashu Ghost Pavilion

Of course Ji Huanchou knew him, how could he easily forget the person he remembered from his heart?It's just that this person was shot to death by random arrows in front of his eyes a moment ago, is he dreaming?

"Xu Feng? Are you really, Xu Feng?"

Xu Feng nodded.

Ji Minchou stared at him in astonishment, he clearly saw the blood flowing from his chest and wet the front of his clothes, he clearly saw him dying and closing his eyes, he clearly... He looked down at his hand, the arm was intact , the clothes are also in good condition, he was obviously stabbed, why is it all right?

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside, Xu Fengfeng stretched out his hand to grab him in a hurry, and led him to run outside.

Ji Minchou only felt that his wrist was hot and very warm. He looked up and saw his side face. He pursed his lips and looked around vigilantly. There were some falling snowflakes on his hair.

Ji Minchou calmed down and gradually relaxed, looking around, as expected, he was stopped after walking for a long time.

People from the Tianshan Cult surrounded the two of them. They held long swords and were aggressive, refusing to budge.

Xu Feng raised the sword in his hand, made a defensive posture, and at the same time turned his head to Ji Minchou and said, "Be careful."

Ji Minchou bit his lower lip fiercely, and looked around gloomyly.

Then there was another fight. People from the Tianshan sect were not easy to deal with. They couldn't move forward a hundred steps before they were stopped again. Xu Feng swung his sword and stabbed one of them to death, blood splashing all over his body.

Ji Huanchou suddenly remembered that when the ghost pavilion changed, Xu Feng did the same. He tried his best to make him escape, who was unarmed and knew no martial arts. Ji Huanchou watched his back submerged in the shadow of swords and swords.Heart bleeding like, colic.

Ji Minchou slashed the incoming sword with his palm, always distracted and unwilling to take his eyes off Xu Feng even for a moment.

He was afraid that Xu Feng would die under the sword in just a moment.

Xu Feng frowned, calmly, just for a moment, thousands of swords pierced at the same time, Xu Feng jumped up stepping on the tip of the sword, tapped on the pillar, and landed lightly in the distance.

Ji Minchou breathed a sigh of relief before he settled down to take care of those pestering demons. Xu Feng stood in the distance, staring at him, leaning his back against the pillar.

During the fight, Ji Minchou saw Xu Feng pulling the corners of his lips and smiling very lightly.

Ji Huanchou almost never saw him smile, but at this moment he felt terrified. He saw someone stabbing him with a sword, but Xu Feng didn't dodge or avoid it, letting the sword stab his heart.

Ji Huanchou went numb for a moment, his hands and feet were cold, as if his soul had been taken away, he did not move.

The bright blood stained his eyes red, Ji Minchou was speechless, and muttered, "Why is this...why is this?"

Ji Minchou was out of breath and dizzy, he reached out and tapped his head, stood there for a while, then smiled, "How could this be?"

how could this be...

How can this be so?

Where is he now?

I have heard people say before that if a wicked person dies, he should go to the [-]th hell. He doesn't know the conditions of the [-]th hell. Moyue just watched the people he cherished the most die in front of him again and again.

Ji Minchou knelt on the ground numbly, and looked around dejectedly, the cloud and smoke seemed to shatter piece by piece, and the cold wind was like a knife, cutting into the bones, causing pain and numbness.

He was starting to get a little suspicious.

Maybe he has never seen Xu Feng since he came to Tianshan Cult. The last time he ran out and met Xuelang, it was Xu Feng who came to save him. Maybe it wasn't Xu Feng at all, it was just something he imagined.

When he thought about it, he felt it was true.

Maybe it was like this earlier, maybe as early as the time of the ghost pavilion change, Ji Minchou was already dead, he died a long time ago, and everything that happened after that must be punishment, and he imagined it all by himself.

In fact, he died a long time ago, and fell to the [-]th floor of hell. Is it because ghosts are killing him?

Ji Minchou thought about it, and felt that it was true. He looked around, and at some point, he seemed to vaguely see the blood-red flowers blooming by the river one by one, like blood.

He took a few steps forward in a daze, and began to doubt again, maybe he had been killed earlier, maybe when he was chased by an assassin, yes, in fact, it wasn't the assassin sent by his father, it was The real assassin had already killed him.

But why does he remember Xu Feng?

Ji Minchou thought, maybe Xu Feng was real, he thought, maybe when he got off Fusang Cliff, he was imprisoned in an illusion, that monster, that monster called Taotie had actually killed him, in fact he was already dead Yes, when I was alive, so I imagined everything after this.

He picked up the sword next to him, and cut his wrist with one sword, blood flowed out. Before he lost consciousness, he glanced at the person in the distance, vaguely, why is it fake, but his hand hurts?

Ji Minchou woke up again, he was still in the guest room in Tianshan, exactly the same.

He stared blankly at his hand, intact.

He stared blankly at the door, and after a while, stretched out his hand and pushed open the window beside him, and there was a cliff outside, as long as he jumped off...

He thought for a while, but still didn't jump.

At least one more look at him would be nice.

After a while, someone really knocked on the door.

Ji Minchou didn't move, the man pushed the door open by himself.

Ji Minchou choked for breath, but he didn't walk over or speak.

Then, Ji Minchou followed him out.

As expected, he died anyway.

Ji Minchou went crazy, couldn't help crying bitterly, his heart felt like a knife was twisted, he coughed twice hoarsely, his throat was sweet, and he tasted the rust on the corner of his lips.

Ji Minchou squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, tears kept falling, "Who are you! Why are you torturing me so much! Who are you!"

Ji Minchou stood up and looked around, but there was no one there. He kicked hard on the pillar, stretched out his hand to grab his hair, and staggered back.

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He was eagerly looking forward to the arrival of his hidden guard every day, but he watched him die in great despair. He shouted hoarsely, no matter how he tried to stop him, he could only watch him die.

I don't know how long.

Ji Minchou finally stopped crying, and no longer had any delusions, just stayed there like a fool, not going anywhere, thinking about nothing.

Every day those people came to the living room with food as usual, if he severely injured them, that person would continue to deliver food to him the next day unscathed.Once he simply beat him to death, the next day, but the body was gone the next day, and he still came without any abnormality.

Ji Minchou is going crazy.He reached out and pulled his hair, ruffled it into a mess, and bit his hand until he saw blood seeping from the wound.Then lick it off bit by bit with peace of mind.

Ji Minchou even thought that maybe he had never been alive, but the wildflowers, weeds, butterflies and bugs on the roadside. One day, he saw the world of mortals and the prosperity like brocade, so he had a dream.

He saw the hideous scar on his wrist, he clearly remembered that Feng Chen picked it off at the beginning, broke his hand tendon, was rescued later, and gradually healed, it was painful for a long time.He put his hand into his inner coat and touched his chest. There was also a scar on his chest, which was stabbed by Xu Feng back then, and he will have kept it for a long time. He still clearly remembers the pain of that knife piercing his body.

So this is true?

Ji Huanchou couldn't figure it out clearly, and suddenly, as if ruthless, he bit the scar on his wrist until it was bloody, and the blood splattered on his face, warm and scalding.

pain.

It hurts.

Maybe those scars were fake too.

It is not certain that he stabbed himself.

Think about obliterating hatred.

He suddenly remembered that he forced Xu Feng to drink the wine from the brothel. He knew that someone had drugged the wine, but he still forced Xu Feng to drink it.Originally, he wanted to just push him down like this, but in the end...he scratched his hair angrily, sighed, and stopped thinking about those things that made people blush and heartbeat.

Calm oblivion and hatred.

After a long time, he finally realized that he had fallen into the hands of that devil, Xi Mo, and fell into his ways.

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It's really not easy to find the gate of Tianshan Mountain. The last time Xu Feng chased those two people into it, who knows that the formation is changing from time to time, and the entrances are all different. Xu Feng searched for a long time but could not find it.

After wandering outside for a few days, he finally caught a member of the Demon Cult and forced him to take him in. Xu Feng avoided those patrolling guards and walked into the room where he was previously under house arrest. will be in the wrong place.

Xu Feng knocked out the guard at the door, took out the key, and opened the door.

Ji Huanchou sat on the bed leaning against the wall, and did not respond to his opening the door to come in. His hair was a little messed up and probably hadn't been combed for a long time, and his clothes were casually dressed, especially the wound on his wrist was particularly eye-catching.

The blood stained the sleeves red, and the wrist was hanging limply, as if there was no strength left.

Xu Feng was terrified when he saw it, and hurried over, stretched out his hand to hold his arm, and called out, "Grave your revenge?"

Ji Minchou raised his eyes and looked at him for a while, then lowered his head silently, ignoring him.

"Plan to destroy revenge!"

He didn't respond to his words, as if he couldn't hear, his eyes were slack, and he didn't know what he was looking at or what he was thinking.

What the hell did that demon Xi Mo do?

Xu Feng softened his tone and said lightly, "Miss hatred? What the hell are you doing, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Minchou's eyes lit up for a moment, then darkened again. He stretched out his hand and pinched his finger, and suddenly made a gash on the middle finger with his nails. Blood soon seeped from the wound, running down the finger The lines flowed down to the base of his fingers, and he said softly, "No. 16 times."

Xu Feng took out his palm, and saw some scars engraved on his fingers, some had scabs, and some were new. Xu Feng didn't know whether he was sad or ridiculous, so he finally couldn't help taking those hands and gently Kissed.

Ji Minchou looked at him ignorantly, as if thinking, it must not be true.

Xu Feng only said that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, seeing that Ji Minchou can't manage things like this, so he simply carried him on his back, opened the door and walked out.

The guards along the way didn't see many of them until they reached the cable bridge.

Xi Mo was dressed in white, and he just stood quietly on the opposite stone platform, surrounded by light mist, which made his face like jade, graceful like a banished fairy.

Xu Feng knew that a fight was inevitable this time, and was hesitating how to keep Ji Minchou safe, but he felt that Ji Minchou's hand that was holding onto his clothes let go again, and he gave a deep smile.

At this time, Xi Mo's voice came over, and it seemed to be in the ear without any effort.

"If I don't let you into my sect, you probably won't be able to find this door for the rest of your life, so why hide everywhere carefully?"

Xu Feng raised his eyes and finally walked across the cable bridge slowly and walked to Xi Mo.

Xu Feng also remembered that the Xi Mo he saw in the ice cave was not the person in front of him, but he didn't seem to be wearing a human skin mask, so why did the world call him Xi Mo?Who is Xi Mo?

"Why is the leader doing this?"

Xi Mo shrugged, leaned his back against a huge poplar tree on the edge of the cliff again, and said casually, "If you ruin my plan, I will give you a small punishment."

Xu Feng clenched his fists tightly. If he was punished slightly, why——

"Let's go." After finishing speaking, he walked away slowly without looking back.

Xu Feng didn't know this person well, but he knew that he had just escaped from danger, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

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