This deity is handsome and splits the sky

At this moment, a demon emerged quietly.

His hand had already strangled the throat of the sleeping man, his breathing was blocked, and the other person's cheeks gradually turned red, as long as he exerted a little more force, the other person would die due to the blocked breathing.

...or will be resurrected again.

Emotions such as hatred, disappointment, sadness, grievance, etc. were overwhelming in his chest, and endless confusion and helplessness wrapped him tightly, squeezing him until he couldn't breathe... Then, in this darkness and emptiness, he started A flower named Joy came out.

He hated that Jifeng Cuixue had lied to him, but he seemed a little rejoiced that Feng Cuixue had lied to him, and that Feng Cuixue didn't die.

He didn't know what to do with the wind and snow.

The person beneath him had already begun to convulse unconsciously due to the stagnation of breathing. Tears soaked the narrow and thick eyelashes and slid down his closed eyes to his cheeks, looking fragile and innocent.

Although Aomine knew that this was just the unconscious reaction of the other party.

Qingfeng still let go.

He thought of a way to deal with the wind and snow correctly.

He planted many illusions on the green mountain, and built this small courtyard into an indestructible cage.

He found the Xuanyue iron that was used to seal the red flame in the spring and autumn of the past, and forged the most exquisite and complicated shackles to seal the spiritual power of the wind and snow.

Forget Heart Grass can make people forget all memories, and it is best used to make the wind drive the snow.

No matter what kind of calculations Feng Zhuxue had before, how big the waves would be after resurrection, after taking the Forgetfulness Herb, what would wake up would be a blank sheet of wind Zhuxue.

Nipping danger from the bud is the easiest way to deal with it. In addition to this, there is another way to change "dangerous" into "not dangerous".

He will guard the other party all the time. It is best if the other party forgets the past and is dedicated to goodness. If the other party is still obsessed with obsession, then...

Qingfeng's eyes fell on the fragile neck of the man below him.

He can only kill the other party.

Qingfeng thought, he will no longer believe that the wind drives the snow.

However, after Feng Cuixue woke up, everything was messed up again.Qingfeng never thought that losing his memory would change a person so much.Although Feng Cuixue liked to talk and joke in the past, she always seemed to be suppressing something. Wearing a warm mask, she was full of evil spirit and indifference.

But the current wind and snow did not have this depression.

Feng Jixue held the Mingxue sword that had been broken in two, and lowered her head, feeling extremely annoyed.

"This is my favorite sword. I thought it would be with me for a long time, but I didn't expect to be killed by the puppet king..."

"I will find a way to fix it for you." Qingfeng said.

Feng Zuixue said: "But the Mingxue sword seems to have extremely rare materials. I remember that Yun Ya Jun spent a long time looking for materials to make this sword for me..."

Hearing Feng Zuixue's 'Yunya Jun' exit, Qingfeng, who thought he was used to it, was still silent for a moment, "No matter how rare it is, you can find it, leave it to me."

Qingfeng's tone was firm, so Feng Cuixue felt much more comfortable, and patted Mingxue Sword as a comfort.

"I didn't expect the puppet king to be so powerful. Do you have any impression of this person before?"

"I haven't seen it before, but the way he commands the puppets, I feel a little familiar." Qingfeng said: "There is a book in the forbidden book of the Tianyan Sect called Puppet Art, which can refine all living beings into puppets, and listen to his orders .”

Qingfeng said in a deep voice: "There is a chapter in this book called "Puppet King". It is about looking for the remains of a big monster or cultivator with a strong evil spirit, refining them into a puppet. This puppet has conscious thinking, and its actions are no different from ordinary people. The most important thing is , this puppet can drive other puppets, and the eyes of other puppets are his eyes, and their ears are his ears."

"This book was obtained by the previous leader from a demon cultivator who made his dead wife into a puppet king." Qingfeng said: "I have seen records in the records of the ancestors that the puppet king No matter in terms of appearance, actions or words, they are no different from ordinary people."

"The demon cultivator is cunning and made his wife pretend to be a poor woman who was threatened by the demon cultivator. Many monks who came to crusade did not have too many defenses, and all died at the hands of this couple."

"The husband and wife used this technique to control many monks and place them in various sects, which almost caused chaos."

Feng Zuixue frowned, "Listen to you, then this puppet king doesn't seem very clever..."

"If it is really as described in the puppet art, he is probably still a half-finished product." Qingfeng said: "The puppet art not only requires the performer to have strong spiritual power, so that he will not be backed by the puppet king, but also needs to be refined into the puppet king. The person's evil spirit and ability Enough...I'm afraid this is also the reason why the demon king wanted to kill Chi Yan before Chi Yan got the demon core."

"A semi-finished product is exhausting for us. If Chi Yan is turned into a puppet, then we should stop playing." Feng Zhuxue sighed, "It seems that the Demon King took away all the banned books of the Tianyan Sect. Come on, tell me, why don’t so many banned books be well hidden, can they be put in the Library Pavilion? Now that they’ve been packaged and stolen, one Puppet Art has already caused such a big trouble.”

"The Zangshu Pavilion was stolen five years ago when Lord Yunya rebelled against the Tianyan Sect." Qingfeng said suddenly.

"Ah..." Feng Zuixue blinked, not understanding why Qingfeng suddenly said this.

"Because there are countless magic circles in the Zangshu Pavilion, and the faction has never lost anything since its establishment, and all the banned books in it were lost that time, so everyone agreed at the time that there was an inner ghost."

Feng Zuixue understood, "You think it's Mr. Yun Ya?"

Qingfeng whispered, "At that time, he was the most suspected, I... asked him."

At that time, Feng Cuixue only asked him back, "Do you think it's me?"

He didn't answer.

Feng Cuixue seemed to understand his answer, and there was a hint of disappointment in his smile, without any excuse or admission.

Now the case of missing the banned book finally has an answer.

In the past, there were many mysteries, perhaps more than this one.

"Now it seems..."

"Looking at it now, Lord Yun Ya must have stolen the book for the Demon King!" Feng Cuixue clapped his hands and suddenly realized, "Aren't they the same party!"

Qingfeng: "...I mean, not him."

However, Feng Cuixue was no longer willing to listen to Qingfeng's explanation, and firmly believed in his own conjecture—anyway, Mr. Yun Ya must have done the bad things!

Qingfeng: "..."

"By the way, there is one more thing I want to tell you!" Feng Zuixue tugged at Qingfeng's sleeve in a hurry, and dragged Qingfeng away.

Qingfeng: "..."

The Tianyan faction is hundreds of miles away.

The teleportation circle lit up with a white light, and the puppet king walked out of it, looking a bit embarrassed, and a burly puppet subordinate was already waiting beside him.

Ulo's decapitated body leaned against the stone, with dried and coagulated blood on his neck.

Seeing this scene, the puppet king was not surprised. After all, the mission that the demon king gave him during this trip, besides grabbing the Chiyan demon pill and killing Chiyan, he also had another task, which was to find an opportunity to get rid of Wuluo on the way. .

The Silver Wolf Clan has many subordinates, but they are rebellious and rebellious. The demon king has long wanted to subdue him. However, the leader Wu Luo is extremely difficult. The king was already very dissatisfied, and he sent Wu Luo and the puppet king to the Tianyan faction on this trip, and he also wanted to get rid of Wu Luo with an excuse.

Only in this way can the Demon King successfully bring the Silver Wolf Clan under his command.

But... what about Ulo's head?

The puppet king looked around, only Wuluo's body was around.

The demon king ordered that all of Wuluo's body should be brought back. Only when the body is complete can a perfect puppet be made.

Now that Wu Luo's body is disabled, he obviously can't do business.

The puppet turned around mechanically, its neck paused like it was rusty, and its dull eyes began to look around, "Where is the head... Where is the head..."

Puppet King: "..."

The puppet men finally came to their senses, and pointed to the almost invisible mountains in the distance, "The head is...over there."

The puppet king narrowed his eyes slightly, and fell into the Tianyan sect, which is not difficult, just find someone to look for, and then the puppet king listened to the puppet's subordinates continue: "In the water mirror."

Puppet King: "..."

Now that the secret realm has been closed, and Ji Chunqiu's soul has been taken away by Chi Yan, it is as difficult as heaven to get in again.

The puppet king took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and with a slight movement of his wrist, the puppet's subordinates instantly turned into black ash and scattered in the air.

Showers and early sunshine, the sky is blue.

Feng Qixue pushed open the half-closed door, "This is the room. Someone has indeed lived in it."

Qingfeng's eyes dimmed for a moment.

"I don't know who the owner of this room is... Could it be that there are still fellow sects in our sect? But the Tianyan Sect has been occupied by demons, living here is... a unique idea."

Feng Qixue bent his eyes and looked at Qingfeng beside him. Qingfeng looked heavy and seemed to be in a bad mood. He was carefully looking through the furnishings in the house, "The man has lived here for a long time, but he hasn't moved much. Should be leaving soon..."

Feng Zuixue heard the mystery in Qingfeng's words, "Do you know who the owner of this place is?"

Qingfeng didn't hide anything, "It's Ye Hong."

When he first heard the name, Feng Cuixue didn't have much of an impression, so he flipped through his memory, and finally remembered who this person was.

His master.

Feng Zhuxue wondered: "Isn't he dead? Could it be that the rumors are wrong, he actually..."

"Ye Hong has indeed passed away." Qingfeng's eyes fell on the facilities in the house, deliberately not looking at the wind and snow, and his voice was very low, "I saw it with my own eyes."

He saw with his own eyes how Feng Cuixue killed his teacher, and saw Ye Honghun's lamp go out with his own eyes.

"Ah..." Feng Cuixue was oblivious to what Qingfeng was thinking, and his eyes fell on the facilities in the house, "If it wasn't for Ye Hong, then someone should have occupied the magpie's nest?"

Thinking about it, even if it was Ye Hong, he would never come back to live here again, and do such eye-catching things.

But why does that man want to live here?

Feng Cuixue looked towards the window lattice, it was here that he met the gray cat just now, I have to say that the other party's strategy is really clumsy but effective...

Surprisingly, Feng Cuixue thought that the gray cat leading the way was arranged by Chi Yan, but judging from Chi Yan's reaction, it should not be Chi Yan's doing.

Then this is interesting... Who wants him to meet Chi Yan, or in other words, wants him to help Chi Yan obtain the demon pill?

Is there any connection between the person behind this design and the people who live here?

"Look at the other rooms." Qingfeng suggested.

Feng Cuixue readily agreed, bending his eyes, "Which room is yours? Show me around?"

Qingfeng replied eloquently, "In other peaks, they have been burned to ruins, and there is nothing to see."

Feng Zuixue said "Oh—" and said casually, "I see that you are very familiar with Shoujian Peak, so I thought you lived here too."

Qingfeng said: "How come? Only Elder Ye Hong and his personal disciples can live in Shoujian Peak, they used to come here often."

The building on Shoujian Peak looks very simple from the outside, the wind urges the snow to push open one of the wooden doors, the interior decoration is very simple, a bookshelf, a table, two chairs and a bed, these seem to be all the things in the house, it is extremely boring .

No one has lived in the house for a long time. Although the doors and windows are closed, there is still a thin layer of dust inside.

Feng Zuixue's gaze was fixed on the wooden box on the table. In the entire simple room, this wooden box was extremely abrupt, not only because of its size, but also because of its...luxury.

Qingfeng paused a little.

On the lacquered red wooden box, gold lacquer is used to outline complicated and gorgeous patterns. Just from the appearance, it can be seen that this box is of great value.The wooden box was not locked, and the gold clasp hung on the lock vaguely.

This greatly aroused Feng Zhuxue's curiosity, Feng Zhuxue stepped forward, gently stroked the thin ash on the box, and opened——

On the silver-white brocade interlining, lay a black and silver-patterned gown, neatly folded.

The clothes are made of something unknown, it feels cool to the touch, but the texture is extremely soft, like a fine brocade.If you touch it carefully, it seems that there are fine and dense scales on it, which are tough and soft, but the scales are invisible when you look at it, which is in line with the principle of beauty.

The gold thread and silver thread are intertwined, and the pine and cypress pattern is thinly embroidered, which is radiant under the sunlight, delicate but not exaggerated.

It is a rare good dress.

Feng Cuixue made the mistake of being unable to walk when seeing beautiful things again, and touched the clothes again and again, and even unfolded them for comparison.

It's a pity that the size of this dress is slightly larger and it doesn't fit well.

So Feng Zuixue compared it to Qingfeng again, the clothes were tailored just right, and compared to Qingfeng, it was very suitable.

"It's almost tailor-made for you." Feng Cuixue's eyes widened slightly, "We'll go to the store to order you a dress like this later, it looks much better than what you're wearing now."

Qingfeng's whole body was already stiff, the cold went from head to bone.

He hadn't been back to Shoujian Peak in the past five years, so he never knew that such a "gift" had been waiting for him in his room for five years.

In the first battle of Kunlun, he led three thousand monks to climb Kunlun.

The palace built by the wind and the snow was extremely luxurious. Even though there were many families among the monks who came to crusade, none of them used gold to build the palace, and many rare spirit stones were used as decorations.

Immediately, he was dumbfounded by Feng Zhuxue's extravagant and wasteful behavior like a rich man, and cursed eloquently.

What's more, at the moment when the monks arrived in front of the palace and were about to attack directly, the palace door opened, but it wasn't Feng Zhuxue or his men who came out.

It's a little vixen that hasn't fully formed yet.

The fox demon gave a blessing to all the monks, saying that the emperor is changing clothes, and please wait a moment.

Then a few little demons came forward, brought tables, chairs and benches, poured water and made tea, and invited the visitors to sit for a while.

Of course, there is only one table, only one chair, and only one teacup, making it clear that only Qingfeng is invited.

All the monks preparing to attack: "..."

It was the first time I saw someone who treated war like a guest.

Qingfeng didn't sit down, didn't drink tea, and said that he would wait.

Then I waited for half an hour.

When all the monks were impatient and clamored to break through the palace gate and rush in, the wind and the snow finally came out like a crowd of stars.

The gold and silver threads on the snow-white robe were intertwined, and delicate golden chrysanthemums bloomed on the robe, shining brightly under the sunlight.

The hair crown is finely intertwined and woven with gold and inlaid with clear white jade, which is exquisite and luxurious.

Not to mention that there are two jade pendants on his waist that are extraordinary at first glance.It is simply exquisite and exaggerated from head to toe.

However, there are few people like him who disguise pompousness as extravagance.

Like a peacock flaunting its wings.

However, the first thing the peacock said when it saw him was, "Why didn't you wear the one I gave you?"

Qingfeng didn't understand at the time, and frowned slightly.

Feng Cuixue obviously misunderstood, "If you don't like it, forget it, just don't throw it away... Forget it, throw it away as you like."

At that time, Qingfeng was not thinking about it, he only thought that the wind was urging Xue to speak nonsense again, and he didn't take it to heart.

Looking at this robe now, it is clearly the same as the white robe that Feng Cuixue wore when he was in Kunlun back then.

He had lived in Shoujian Peak almost all the time five years ago, when did Feng Cuixue put his clothes in his room?Why did he never know?

Qingfeng thought carefully about the past, the last time he stayed at Shoujian Peak seemed to be two days before the First Battle of Kunlun... Because he had to discuss the specific matters of going to Kunlun with various sects, he stayed at the main peak the day before going to Kunlun, and did not Returning to Shoujian Peak...

Could it be that the wind and snow came at that time?

Qingfeng caressed the cool clothes carefully, he saw many magic weapons in the world, but not many magic clothes made of dragon belly.

The cassock made of dragon belly is impenetrable by water and fire, soft as silk and satin to the touch, but tough enough to withstand the sharp weapons of magic weapons, even the sharp Xuanming sword cannot pierce the robe in a few strokes.

It is rare to see a dragon that can be cultivated and formed after Jedi Tiantong, not to mention that dragon scales have faintly grown from the belly of this dragon, and it has the potential to transform into a dragon.

There has been only one such dragon for thousands of years.

This gift was so heavy that he could hardly breathe.