Flower wine

"You still don't take your stinky mouth away?" A cold voice sounded suddenly, with a hint of tremor mixed with majesty.

The woman's kiss suddenly stopped in the air, and she looked at Jiang Xi with regretful eyes like sizing up prey, then smiled, turned and left.

"Smelly mouth? You didn't eat less." The woman was obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp, sitting on a chair, drinking tea and retorting.

The woman thought that the voice would retort, but after waiting for a long time, there was no voice.

The woman couldn't help laughing and said: "You old tortoise Wangba, just shrink back."

"Master, King Yang is here to invite you." A boy's voice came from outside the door.

The woman smiled faintly, put down her teacup, looked back at Jiang Xi who was on the bed, then turned and pushed the door away.

The house was tightly surrounded by reed curtains, and the sunlight squeezed in through the gaps, printing mottled patterns on the marble floor.

It's no longer cloudy and rainy, it's finally sunny.

Jiang Xi closed his eyes and rested his mind, feeling his soul gradually returning to his body, those surging emotions and fatal depression gradually dissipated, he began to regain his senses, and began to return to reality.

"Where is he? Wasn't he fighting before? That cage, those golden lights. How did those golden lights come from?"

With a splitting headache, he suddenly realized that something important, the most important part of his life, was missing again, and that sense of panic and loss swept over again.

The sunshine came in without any scruples, and even brought a slight breeze.

"I think there must be a window open. I'm not afraid of me escaping. It's different from the living coffin back then." Jiang Xi put his arms over his eyes, blocking the light.

In the silence, a white butterfly flew in quietly, circled blindly a few times, and finally landed gently on Jiang Xi's arm.

This is a very beautiful butterfly, the whole body is snow white, only a little red on the forehead.

Jiang Xi fell asleep again, not noticing the butterfly at all.

The butterfly stayed quietly for a long time, and finally, flapping its wings, flew out of the room.

The butterfly flew and flew to a thatched hut in the mountains, and stopped again.

"Brother Qing, are you better?" It was Yao Tong who was accidentally rescued by King Yang.

Bai Qing was lying on the soil slump, except for some serious trauma, she was still in good spirits.

"It's better." Bai Qing said weakly, he didn't know how he escaped from death, Hu Die, who killed a thousand swords, exposed his inner alchemy at a disagreement, scared him out of his wits, thought he was going to be a brother again in the next life, Unexpectedly, he woke up in Yao Tong's arms.

"Tong'er, what's going on? How did you find me?" Bai Qing asked anxiously.

Yao Tong told Bai Qing the story of my rescue from the beginning to the end in detail: "Then there was a big explosion on the top of the mountain. When I followed them, I saw you dying. I beg you with them, the old Taoist see I'm sorry, let me take you away."

"What about my senior brother and second senior brother?" Bai Qing grabbed Yao Tong's hand, trembling.

With tears in his eyes, Yao Tong sobbed, "I didn't see Young Master Jiang and Young Master Hu."

"How could it be! How could it be!" Bai Qing thumped Tiao angrily, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"These two dead sleeves won't explode at the same time!" Bai Qing gritted his teeth: "I just said, what's the use of becoming famous and getting revenge! How can you ascend if you can't let it go?"

And in the next second, he saw Yao Tong who was crying like pear blossoms and rain, and he understood in an instant: "If you let go completely, what's the point of this life."

Long before coming to Yangshan, once he and Hu Die were playing in the Shili Shantang, and they went to a handicraft shop and saw the woodcarving of the high mountains and flowing water talking about bosom friends.

Hu Die liked it very much, touched it a few times, and then put it down slowly.

"Why don't you buy it?" Bai Qing asked suspiciously: "Isn't it because I don't have the strength? Do you want me to buy it for you?"

Hu Die smiled bitterly, and shook his head: "I'm afraid I will covet it, and judge myself by others. The relationship between Boya and Ziqi is rare."

Bai Qing was startled: "He's already engaged, don't you still want to let go?"

Hu Die turned and went out the door, his slender figure elongated under the comfort of the setting sun, his voice was soft, with a sense of immortality, coming from the sky.

"My heart is like a rock, going up to the spring and green down to the underworld."

The so-called Shangqiongbi falls into the Yellow Spring, everywhere is boundless, and it is invisible.

Hu Die was alone, walking quietly on the Huangquan Road full of flowers from the other shore, the flowers were still gorgeous and boundless, bright red and thick.

But he felt that the mole between his eyebrows was gradually fading away, just like his weakening physical strength, every step he took was pierced by thousands of arrows, and the pain was unbearable.

He didn't want to leave, but he was attracted by the Naihe Bridge, and he couldn't resist stepping over it.

By the time he reached Naihe Bridge, his figure had gradually become transparent, so thin that he could disappear with just one breath.

Meng Po sighed heavily: "Tell me, you have managed to cultivate a human form with great difficulty, and you have a high level of morality, and you can ascend to the ascension if you devote yourself to cultivation. How come you are in such a miserable state!"

"It's a big taboo for you to expose yourself to practicing inner alchemy! You will be annihilated by the execution soul fly!"

Granny Meng looked around and saw that there was no one there. Her heart softened, and she hurriedly said, "Old lady, I see you have lived a pure and good life. Before the magistrate comes to arrest you, please drink this bowl of soup. I will give you a quick drink." Go to reincarnate, maybe you can still reincarnate in a human fetus!"

Feeling grateful, Hu Die took the soup handed over by Granny Meng. Thinking about the rumors, he couldn't help asking: "Grandma, will you still remember the person you love after drinking this soup?"

Granny Meng has seen too much reluctance and entanglement with the world, and said bluntly: "The previous life is over, and the good and evil in this life are only what you think in your heart, let's go away."

纷乱

The most frightening thing in the world is not the Avici Hell after death, but the Shura field in the human world where people are suffering while they are alive.

In the battle of Yangshan, Nilv Academy turned against the tide, and joined forces with the imperial court to activate the world's rare treasures, bringing all the heroes together.

Countless veterans who have been running the rivers and lakes for several years were counted and wiped out unsuspectingly.

"King Yang, what do you want to do with the soul energy in the soul refining furnace this time?"

The voice is sweet and greasy, the veil conceals it, and the style is overflowing.

"Let Kong Lao decide these trivial matters. This king has always taken fame and fortune very lightly. I will try my best to do what my brother arranges, and I don't have to take credit for it every time."

"My lord is so magnanimous. He really has a big heart, and people are like spring breeze." Xia Ruhui squatted down in front of King Yang, raised her head and smiled brightly.

Yang Wang smiled slightly, stretched out his finger and pointed at the woman's chin: "Miss Xia is really more and more talented, look at this figure, enchanting and charming, it's no wonder that Kong Lao is fascinated; I'm afraid I will bow down under your pomegranate skirt."

"How can a servant be worthy of the prince!" Xia Ruhui said angrily, muttering with red lips, a smile that was not a smile.

"Look, the real head of Nilv Academy is so humble and low-key. Even this king should be ashamed of himself, the girl is really a general." Yang Wang withdrew his fingers, turned around on the clothes, and with a barely visible Speed ​​wiped it secretly, then quickly turned around, still in the calm posture of Qingfeng Jiyue.

"Where is Kong Lao?" Yang Wang asked.

Xia Ruhui stood up slowly, fiddled with the jade ring on her hand, and said casually: "He is hiding somewhere and busy getting closer to his hometown, which makes him even more timid."

Not far away, several Taoist boys lifted the frozen man out of the golden hazel cage, and threw him into the soul refining furnace without hesitation.

King Yang turned his head when he saw this: "This cage is really a good thing. It can be big or small, removable or solid. It is a murderous weapon designed by nature. Did Mr. Kong say how he got it?"

Xia Ruhui remained silent, quietly looking at the soul refining furnace.This stove is very evil, if it is the soul of ordinary people, it will eat up even the body; if it is a strange person, a martial arts master, it will come out as it enters, leaving only the spiritual energy and internal force, which will not rot. body as a memorial.

"What's wrong?" Xia Ruhui murmured as she looked at the flesh body that was swallowed up by the soul refining furnace.

"I think this stove is very spiritual and powerful. I know how to keep a line in everything, and I also know that people are divided into three, six, or nine classes. I'm afraid I'm going to become a master." Yang Wang got up and walked to the stove, looking at the If the sleeping woman in white sighed and shook her head: "It's a pity."

"Hey, King Yang is really sympathetic to the fragrance and cherish the jade."

"The way of beauty, the style of the ages, this king is just an ordinary person. Besides, doesn't this king love you?" Yang Wang smiled, shook his sleeves, and walked towards the door: "Tell Kong Lao , Killing everything is definitely not the only way to get it, he is a smart person and knows what to do."

In an instant, King Yang disappeared, Xia Ruhui kept staring at his footsteps, there was no lack of supernatural power in the vain, like a swimming dragon.

Xia Ruhui pulled out a bitter smile, watching the busy Taoist boys going back and forth between the golden hazel cage and the soul refining furnace, she couldn't help but dipped her finger in tea and wrote a word on the table: "Prisoner".

The soul refining furnace is full of prisoner souls, and she herself is not a prisoner soul.

In the world of flowers and flowers, all living beings fight back and forth during life, and after death, they are all eternal dust.

But who can escape this prison?

The Battle of Yangshan was so tragic, few people knew the inside story, and ordinary people only knew that the lords were fighting for the throne, which aroused the wrath of the sky and the people's resentment.

For a while, all kinds of strange stories and thousands of fabricated stories were circulated, overwhelmingly becoming the talk of the market after tea and leisure.

Gusu Shili Shantang, inside a wine shop.

"Have you heard? Those people were blown to pieces! Let me tell you, no matter how peerless a master is, in front of the sky, he is even worse than an ant. It is easier to crush someone to death than to sneeze! "

"That's right! Don't look at those martial arts sects showing off their might, there is no chance to resist before the Dao of Heaven!"

A few people in the market get drunk during the day and drink too much