9000 years

Xuanli woke up the immortal attendant of the first courtyard, and his mind quickly calmed down. Since the other party came for Fu Yu, the more flustered he was, the more he was pinched by the other party.

There is nothing to say about Xuanli's feelings for Fuyu, but since Yao Chuan's words, it has become a little subtle, as if the fate has changed in an instant, but even so, it is far from worth Xuanli's big fight.

The past that comes out of his mouth is more or less mixed with the silt of the years. Xuanli can't think of what time has polished those things into, and what color they have mixed into. Naturally, he can't empathize with them.

The night was gloomy, Xuanli called Si Ming up, he wanted to ask Yao Chuan again, but he was timid due to his hometown, and suddenly lost the courage.

Si Ming didn't know that Fuyu had been lost, and the first thing he did when he entered the mansion was to rush to the backyard, holding some snacks from Tianshansi in his hand, and entered the well-preserved crime scene with great interest.

Siming: "..."

He stared blankly at the pool for a while, then turned his head to look at Xuanli stiffly, with a few traces of unexplained search flashing in his eyes: "Aren't you..."

Xuanli stood quietly behind him, with his hands behind his back, looking relaxed and indifferent.

"how?"

The expression on Si Ming's face suddenly became exciting, three points of doubt, three points of surprise, and the remaining four points were filled with "How can I safely pick him out of the mouth of the person in front of me, otherwise his snack will be in vain."

Xuanli couldn't stand him a little bit, he raised his legs to go to the stone table, brushed the broken leaves and ash with his sleeves, and sat down.

Si Ming looked at the dilapidated dust pool and sighed. He put the snacks on the table and said regretfully, "I haven't come for a few days. I didn't expect to see you again."

Xuan Li paused, not understanding what he meant by this.

Then, the person on the opposite side straightened up, hugged Dim Sum into his arms, and was about to leave, Xuanli was a little at a loss, "Where are you going?"

"Go back to the palace, where else can I go, people are gone, why are you staying here, you give me a drink?"

Without waiting for anyone to return, Si Ming went out on his own, Xuanli stood up and hurriedly grabbed him, vaguely thinking that this person might have misunderstood.

"I came here to find someone, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"Ah?" Si Ming was startled and almost threw the snack in his hand, "Looking for someone? Didn't the person be dealt with by you?"

Xuanli: "..."

He really wanted to ask, which eye did you see me dispose of?

As the matter was imminent, Xuanli didn't talk nonsense anymore, and talked to others while standing up.

He roughly stated his guess, and Si Ming on the opposite side was startled, and raised his voice: "Qiong Ji?"

Xuanli nodded, the evil spirit in the mansion could no longer be smelled, but the evil spirit had no other source except from the Ten Thousand Demon Palace. It just so happened that this person once mentioned himself, saying that he smelled the smell of a dragon , but Xuanli couldn't figure it out, why did he tie the dragon back and threaten himself?If you want to threaten, isn't Si Ming more affectionate?Or, if he didn't intend this, then he is...

Si Ming on the side frowned, pondered for a moment, and sighed: "According to what you said, Qiong Ji is indeed the most suspicious, but he always feels that something is wrong, and he has no reason to take such a big risk."

Xuan Li also had the same feeling as him, who is Qiong Ji, he is so sinister and ruthless, and he never leaves any traces in his actions, but now he deliberately releases his breath, what is his purpose?Or is it inconvenient for him to say that it takes so much trouble to invite Xuan to go to Wan Yao Palace?

The two returned to the Qiandian Hall, Si Ming sat on one side, suddenly raised his eyes and looked over, as if thinking of something: "By the way, Fengling, yesterday, your star position has changed again, very large fluctuations, the position is different Obviously, it lasted about a quarter of an hour."

Xuan Li paused with his hand holding the teacup, and the tea overflowed along the edge of the cup and landed on his clothes. Si Ming felt that something was wrong, so he put away his expression and asked solemnly: "What's wrong with you? Is there something you're hiding?" I?"

Xuan Li lowered his gaze, and lightly put the cup on the table, he didn't know what to say to Si Ming.

However, the person on the opposite side was staring at him all the time, so that he leaned back helplessly, and said, "It's not a big deal, it's just that I learned some past events from others, and my mood fluctuated a bit."

Si Ming was irritated by his perfunctory attitude, "Are you coaxing the child? The mood fluctuates and the star position will change? Why don't we go to the Shenyun Temple to see if there is any fluctuation?"

Xuanli looked at him with a pale face, showing a smile that I'm fine, he really didn't know how to tell Si Ming.

Seeing that the man had no intention of saying anything, Si Ming angrily turned around and stopped talking.

After a stalemate for about two quarters of an hour, Xuan Li sighed and refilled tea for the person opposite.

"Do you remember the man I told you about?"

Si Ming was startled, not knowing, so: "Which one?"

Xuanli glanced at it, and Si Ming immediately understood: "Oh, you said your... I know, why mention him?"

Xuan Li took a sip of tea, his heart seemed to be wrapped in a rough hemp rope, which made him a little out of breath.

"The day before yesterday, someone told me that what I always thought was wrong."

Si Ming became more and more confused: "Huh?"

The person opposite suddenly smiled bitterly, and his eyes fell on the silver ground, "Actually, Xuanli's departure does not mean leaving, but means never leaving."

Si Ming suddenly captured extremely sensitive information in this few words, he stared at Xuanli, the skylight illuminated his profile lonely and lonely, in Si Ming's memory, Xuanli only mentioned that person to him once, very few times. In a few sentences, nothing but disgust is hatred, so hated that you can't swallow the other party alive.

It was a knife stuck in Xuan's heart, a scorching fire that no one in the world could lift.

Si Ming didn't know what happened to them, he didn't even know the other party's name, age, how it started and how it ended. He only knew that the other party was a mortal, a handsome man, the only one who had loved in Xuanli's tens of thousands of years. people.

Si Ming was speechless, the rustling sycamore leaves swayed and slowly fell to the ground.

"Then you...then..." He observed Xuanli's expression carefully, and even lowered his voice.

Xuanli was still staring at the ground, his hair hanging from behind his ears to his body, he paused: "He is Fuyu."

"Ah?" Si Ming stood up with a "bang", leaned against the edge of the table, and the table shook suddenly, "What... what?"

Si Ming's heart rate was too fast, and he patted and slowed down a few times before sitting down again. All the thoughts in his mind were blown to pieces by the sudden explosion of fireworks, and he couldn't even connect them.

"Then you...then what are you going to do..."

Before he finished speaking, the person sitting across from him suddenly interrupted Si Ming's words. He seemed to be smiling, and the light was shining on his face. People who watched frightened: "Are you sure it's funny?"

Si Ming's palms turned cold, he was a little confused about the person in front of him.

The person on the opposite side looked up, his face was still gentle, with a just right smile on the corner of his mouth, as if mocking himself, "You said that after so many years, did he come to seek revenge?"

Si Ming's hanging heart finally relaxed a bit, and he collected his expression and smiled along with him: "Shouldn't you be happy that you're back? Since it's a misunderstanding, why don't you let it go?"

The tea liquid in the teacup bottomed out again, he looked at his hands, and thought, if there is really a misunderstanding, it’s all right to solve it, but unfortunately, now, whether the misunderstanding or not, he has completely forgotten it, and there is not even a place to start What's more, he still had doubts all the time, and only believed half of Yao Chuan's words.

Si Ming seemed to see through his thoughts: "Are you wondering? Don't know where to start?"

Xuanli looked at him, and the other party's tone was determined, as if he had already prepared a countermeasure.

"Do you have a countermeasure?"

Si Ming smiled, raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you forgotten what I do? But all mortals have to live according to my orders."

After that, he spread his palms and looked at Xuanli, "Tell me, what's his name."

Xuan Li was startled and shook his head.

"Huh?" Si Ming looked at him, "What do you mean by shaking your head, have you forgotten?"

The corners of Xuanli's lips opened and closed, and he said softly after a while: "I forgot, it should... the surname should be Xuan."

Xuan?

Si Ming looked at him in disbelief, and suddenly understood why the gods in the heavens called him Fengling, only a few people knew that he also had a name, Xuanli, but even if they knew it, no one dared to call him Fengling, it was a symbol , a symbol that belongs only to Xuanli himself, he named it his surname, and gave Promise as his name.

Si Ming's heart felt as if he had been poured a handful of burnt sugar, astringent and sweet. It turned out that the moody emperors of the Three Realms also had such deep-rooted love.

"Then let me help you find it, maybe you can find it, but did he become a dragon after reincarnation? It's unbelievable."

Xuanli stood up at some point, and brushed the flourishing sycamore leaves with his fingers, "That's hard work."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and glanced at Si Ming, his black clothes suddenly changed into white, the night light stuck to his body, but it didn't affect him at all, "I'll go for a walk, no matter what, I can't just leave it alone. "

Si Ming then stood up, "I'll accompany you."

Xuanli shook his head: "You should guard in the heaven. Since Qiongji has made a move, his patience must have been exhausted, not to mention that it would be cumbersome to take you with him, and he can't beat Qiongji."

The first half of the sentence is calm, and the second half of the sentence is a bucket of hot oil, and the immediately poured oil splashes everywhere, "I say you..."

The Wan Yao Palace is located on the Yaoman Mountain in the Demon Realm. The resplendent and resplendent palace is located halfway up the mountain, with a touch of gold amidst the greenery. It is not much worse than the palace in the Heaven Realm, but it has the majesty and arrogance of a human emperor.

To enter the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons, one has to pass through a section of misty forest. The misty forest is a barrier to the demon world, guarded by blood demons. Blood demons are fierce beasts that look terrifying and bite people fiercely. What's more, they are born with the ability to They release a poisonous gas, and hallucinations will appear after smelling it for a long time. The fog in the misty forest comes from them.

Xuan Li's figure was so fast that it was hard to catch him, he quickly walked through the foggy forest, and stood lazily at the gate of the city under the horrifying gaze of a crowd of monster soldiers.

The demon soldier knew this emperor, his hair was never tied, he was wearing a crimson shirt, holding a fan in his hand, and he stood in a lazy posture as if he was boneless. Most importantly, he was long He was so recognizable that even Qiong Ji was slightly inferior to him.

"Should I go in directly, or should you go and report?" Xuan Li said to the little demon soldier in front of him with a smile, his voice was full of cleverness, which made people feel kind.

All the demon soldiers standing around looked at him quietly, the little demon soldier was rushed by Xuanli's immortal energy, took a few steps back, and stammered: "I'll report right away."

Xuanli smiled at the person again, as if he just came to have tea, not to fight, and he had a lot of time to wait.Of course, Xuanli didn't think about fighting with Qiongji either, a gentleman would talk but not fight, it would be of no benefit to anyone if he really broke his face.

He waited in front of the city gate for a while, the little demon soldier was running out of breath, his face was flushed, Xuanli saw the person approaching, and kindly reached out to help him, which was the end of this gentle fairy.

How dare the little demon soldier let him help him, he retreated and respectfully said: "The Great Elder is waiting for you in the back hall, I will take you in."

After that, he turned around stiffly, opened the door for Xuan Li, and made a gesture of invitation.

Xuanli followed behind him, his eyes skipped the scenery on both sides, and he felt that this place was really empty, completely opposite to his flower-filled Shangwu Palace, with stone-paved steps and roads everywhere, and occasionally a few flowers and trees. The ones that don't bloom blind this golden building in vain.

The little demon soldier led Xuanli to the apse and stopped moving forward. He pointed for Xuanli, his face seemed to be redder, Xuanli looked at him amusedly, and nodded.

The footsteps had just set foot on the steps of the apse, a few voices came into his ears abruptly, Xuanli paused, and then all the random words entered his ears, forcing him to step forward or retreat, Standing in place like a stake, no wonder that little demon blushed like that just now, it's a bright day!

"Wind...wind...slow down...ah...Fengling...Fengling is outside... .uh...ha..."

Xuanli stood under the steps with a dark face, really wanting to slap this shameless person upside down with a fan.

After waiting for nearly two quarters of an hour, the disturbing voices in the hall finally disappeared. The door of the hall was opened from the inside. Qiong Ji came out with a neat dress and a smile. like others.

"Here we come." Qiong Ji naturally pulled people to welcome him into the hall, Xuan Li frowned and gave Qiong Ji a disgusted look.

"Well... let's go to the side hall, it's right next to it." Qiongji was transparent, he smiled, and walked briskly beside Xuanli, "Why did you come here suddenly, but I thought about it ?”

Xuanli sized up Qiongji for a few times without moving his expression, but didn't see anything from those eyes.

He didn't speak, followed others into the side hall and sat down.

Feng Luo stood behind Qiong Ji, looking at the gate of the palace without looking sideways, as if someone would rush in to assassinate Qiong Ji if he was not careful, he was so angry, Xuan Li thought he blamed himself for ruining his spring night , tsk, petty.

"Huh? Did you think it over?" Qiong Ji was full of interest, as if he was very surprised by Xuan Li's sudden arrival.

A trace of doubt flashed in Xuanli's heart, he didn't know what Qiongji was doing this time, but since the other party didn't mention it, he went along with the others.

"Well, I thought about it for a while, but Tianjie felt that it would be too insincere to speak only of the two realms of the East and the West. I would like to ask the elders, if they are willing to part with each other again?"

After hearing this, Qiong Ji still smiled, as if he had expected such a result, "Then what else does the emperor want? You can't exchange my land in the demon world, can you?"

Qiongji's expression was as usual, with almost no flaws, Xuanli's throat tightened, feeling that things were not going the right way.

The smile on Xuan Li's face remained undiminished, and he slowly closed the fan in his hand, "The elder was joking, the three realms are distinct, how can you covet the realm of other clans."

Qiongji frowned, stroked his index finger, and said with a smile: "What does the emperor mean?"

Just at this moment the waiter brought up the teacup, and the sweet aroma wafted up from the rim of the cup, Xuanli glanced sideways, and realized that it was a cup of peach blossom tea.

He nodded towards Qiongji: "The elder has a heart."

Xuanli was looking at Qiongji, and Qiongji was also looking at him all the time, he was a little confused about what Xuanli's ambiguous words meant, and what was the reason for this sudden visit?

Xuanli swallowed the words on his lips, picked up the teacup and took a sip of Qiongji's kindness. The peach blossom tea brewed by Xianquan, as soon as he passed it, there was a strong aroma. Spring.

"Good tea."

"I know you like it."

As soon as the words fell, a demon soldier rushed in from outside the hall, sweating profusely, he knelt down far away, and said quickly: "The elder is not good, the east and west realms have fallen, and the heavens have raised ten soldiers." Ten thousand, the city has fallen, please, please make it up to the Great Elder."

Qiongji and Xuanli stood up together, the teacup in Xuanli's hand hit the table heavily: "What?"

Qiong Ji who was behind him laughed softly, his eyes fell on Xuanli's back like spitting poison, his tone of voice didn't seem to have changed much, just mixed in a few cold arrows, pierced accurately and ruthlessly on Xuanli's back. On the person: "The hand of the emperor is beyond our reach."