When it was Murong and Xue Zhi's turn, they both groaned.

In the memory of the two of them, there are some things, such as various industries, grievances and grievances with various ethnic groups, trusted ministers in the court, blood debts made, etc., Zhao Yun has seen a lot.

All four have one thing in common:

They all asked Rashomon to assassinate him.

look!Zhao Yun's guess was correct. Every time he left Tianzong or the imperial capital, there were people staring at him. There were people from various forces, and there were also Rashomon's killers. Every time he had to work hard to get rid of the stalkers.

"Instead of you."

Zhao Yun stared at the old ghost of Yinshan, and searched his soul again.

It is a pity that nothing was found. Firstly, it was because the old ghost of Yinshan was restrained mentally; secondly, his cultivation base was not good enough;

But he is not in a hurry, he will understand it one day.

He also passed on the method of searching for souls to the Mo family and the Zhao family.

On this day, his avatar was extremely busy. The memory collected by the deity was shared by the avatar, and there were many secrets hidden in it, which were all written down and made into dossiers, fantasies and phoenix dances for intelligence. Quite interested, it is beneficial to strengthen the intelligence network of the Demon Family.

Zhao Yun has not been idle either: draw a talisman.

The speed at which he drew the talisman made even the Great Elder feel tongue-tied when he saw it.

It is good to have a martial soul. No matter you are a craftsman, an alchemist, or a rune master, you have inherent advantages. The most important thing is Zhao Yun's talent. It seems that he can learn everything quickly, and his understanding is extremely terrifying.

If he knew that Zhao Yun was still multitasking, he would be even more shocked.

"I can't compare." Mozi laughed dryly, no harm without comparison.

Even him is like this, let alone others.

I don't know when, the orchid came like the wind. Seeing Zhao Yun's talisman, he hesitated to speak.

"Speak up if you have something to say." Zhao Yun smiled, drawing symbols without delaying the chat.

"Your antidote...you still have it." You Lan tentatively said, "I want to save someone."

Zhao Yun smiled and waved his hands, and the last heart-saving pill flew out.

"Thank you." You Lan raised her hand to accept it, grateful.

"Even if you are free, Rashomon will not let you go." Zhao Yun said leisurely.

The implication in the words is obvious: be careful in everything.

You Lan smiled sweetly, turned and left.

Zhao Yun closed his eyes, picked up the pen and dipped in the ink again.

However, when the pen fell, he froze there, he couldn't hold the pen anymore, his hands trembled a little, his face, which was originally full of glory, instantly turned pale, and his majestic blood also sank.

puff!

After a moment of silence, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

You Lan heard it, turned around and came back.

"Don't come here."

Zhao Yun let out a low growl, and hugged his head with both hands. There were blue veins on his forehead, and his eyes were blood red. The strangest thing was that there was a strange curse pattern between his brows, which seemed to be invisible for a moment.

Xu Shi was in too much pain, so painful that he couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion.

For a vague moment, he saw Luna again in a trance in his consciousness. She fell from nothingness, her soul body was almost transparent, full of scars, and after staggering for a while, she raised her sword and rushed into Misty.

"Stick to your heart."

It was also at this vague moment that he seemed to hear the words of the Moon God.

In addition, there is an eternal back, although it is startled, it is like a sword, stabbing his soul.

Chapter 5 and Eight

"What's the situation?"

"It's so good that I vomited blood."

"Going crazy?"

Zhao Yun lay quietly on the bed, only feeling his consciousness drifting away. In the haze, he seemed to be able to hear the conversations of Mo Zi, Feng Wu, You Lan, Ling Fei, the Great Elder, the power of the Mo family, and the Zhao family. He wanted to wake up, but what Feeling powerless, he was dragged into a long dreamland by a faint drowsiness.

He slept peacefully.

Look at the Mozi and the others in front of the bed, their faces are not very good-looking, they were doing their own things, and suddenly heard You Lan hissing, and when they arrived, Zhao Yun was fainted, his breath was depressed, his face was pale, look at the corner of his mouth, Up to this point, there are still strands of blood overflowing, and anyone who looks at it will be seriously injured.

"It's not hurt!"

Such words, the elder did not know how many times he said them.

Since Zhao Yun fell asleep, he had searched countless times. When he arrived, he didn't find a trace of scars, nor did he find anything unusual, but the corner of Zhao Yun's mouth was obviously bleeding, which was weird.

"Could it be the backlash from the eyes of the sky?" Feng Wu tentatively asked.

The devil shook his head lightly, even if the sky eye rebelled, it was not in such a state.

"Let's get out first." The Great Elder took a deep breath, and left a strand of true energy in Zhao Yun's body to protect Zhao Yun's heart. He had to go back and look up the ancient books. The injury was too weird.

Everyone hesitated to speak, and retreated one after another.

The room became quiet, save for the sound of breathing.

I don't know when, the sound of breathing became rapid, and Zhao Yun's sleep was no longer peaceful, as if he was having a nightmare, his eyebrows would inadvertently frowned slightly, he was obviously a martial artist, and he was full of blood, but he seemed cold Trembling, with a drop or two of cold sweat on his forehead.

pain!

Everything reveals two words: pain.

His consciousness is still so dizzy, he still can't tell the truth from reality, he only knows that in a daze, his mind is rumbling, like lightning and thunder, every time there is lightning, his body trembles once, and the most obvious change is his body. Between the eyebrows, there is that rather ancient curse pattern, which seems to be faintly visible, sometimes flickering with a gleam of light, which seems to last forever and will never be annihilated.

"Damn."

Only she can hear the curse of the moon god.

She once looked back and glanced at the curse pattern between Zhao Yun's eyebrows. It was a curse of God. Even though she tried her best to fight against the blessing, he was still branded. The curse is not scary, but the curse of God is disgusting, and it is still A supreme god, more terrible than the god who sent blessings, the curse has been nailed to his soul, even if he is reincarnated, even if he is reincarnated, he will not be able to erase that imprint. He can become a god, and now it seems that the possibility of this is zero. With the curse of the gods, it is impossible to become a god.

The facts are also evolving as she expected.

Accompanied by Zhao Yun's muffled groan, a mysterious power slowly passed from his body.

That's luck.

Luck is mysterious and mysterious, invisible and intangible, but it really exists.

Those with unlucky luck often collide with good fortune.

Those who are unlucky will find opportunities hard to find.

At this moment, Zhao Yun is degrading from a heaven-defying person...to a helpless person, and even worse. There was good luck at two ends in the past three days, but now I am afraid that there may not be a chance in three to five hundred years. Even if there is, it is not painful. , this is luck, if it is lost, it will be strange to become a god.

Hey!

Moon God sighed, raised his sword again, and joined forces with Blessing to fight against the curse.

Her sigh was for Zhao Yun.

What a seedling!It was ruined like that.

The light of blessing is already very dim, even so, the curse cannot wipe it out, it is sticking to it, sticking to Zhao Yun's comprehension, it is a Taoist heart, he will become an immortal will, even if he is plagued by hardships, even if Luck is gone, as long as the obsession is still there, you can rise against the sky in the withering, no matter how small the hope is, in the face of despair, there are endless possibilities.

Well...!

When Luna looked at it, Zhao Yun let out another muffled snort.

At this point, the curse pattern between his eyebrows gradually dissipated. It didn't disappear, but it was engraved into his soul. It would be a timed explosion talisman, which could explode at any moment. , the curse pattern disappeared, his painful expression returned to normal, his pale face became more rosy, and his sluggish blood became more symmetrical.

Soon, the Great Elder opened the door and came in.

He was the only one, no matter how many people came in, it would be useless.

Eh?

Seeing Zhao Yun's face full of glory, the First Elder couldn't help being surprised.

I forgot, this product has a strong foundation, and it also has the power of regeneration. Even if it is injured, it will not be a serious problem. He checked it again and found nothing unusual, so he left with confidence. According to the elders, it is only a matter of time before Zhao Yun wakes up.

"Go to your own business, don't be lazy."

The Great Elder stroked his beard, and his words were quite majestic.

No one was chirping, and they dispersed one after another.

There is no day and night in Qianqiu City, but the people here silently count the time.

With the arrival of the new day, Qianqiu City is full of vigor and vitality. There are thousands of people who draw symbols and make parts. How about putting the quenched gold ore?Pieces of gold bricks are piled up into hills, which are particularly dazzling when viewed from a distance. If they are exchanged for cultivation resources, they can be used for several days.

On the third day, Zhao Yun woke up.

As usual, he was stunned for three to five moments before turning over and getting out of bed, rubbing the center of his brows for a while, not remembering what he dreamed of, he felt a little dizzy in his head, as if someone had hit him with a mallet.

"I always feel like something is missing."

Zhao Yun muttered, touched his arm, and raised his leg.

In the end, he lifted off his shirt, tore off the waistband of his trousers, and looked inside.

Hmm...Little Zhao Yun is still there.

It's such a coincidence, are you enjoying it?The door opened.

It was You Lan, who was stunned when she saw Zhao Yun buried her head in her eyes.

"Why don't you knock on the door!" Zhao Yun let out a dry cough, and hurriedly turned his back. He had just woken up, and his perception was indeed not very good. After passing his perception and hearing, it was so embarrassing.

"I....."

You Lan opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

When it was over, he left as if fleeing, his cheeks flushed.

After a long time, I saw Zhao Yun go out, but Youlan was no longer there.

"Knocking on the door is the most basic interest."

This guy's words still have a lot of charm.

Mostly busy, there were few people in the mansion, Zhao Yun went to the highest mountain.

On the way, he scratched his head more than once, but he always felt that something was missing. Also, the talisman was drawn well before, why did he spurt blood?He asked the Great Elder, but he didn't know why, but he gave an unreliable guess: he had committed too many sins and was punished.

While speaking, he had reached the top of the mountain.

From a long distance, he saw Mozi standing in front of the sand table, not knowing what he was doing.

Zhao Yun didn't disturb him, and quietly approached him, only to see that Mozi was holding a magnifying glass, staring at the sand table, maybe he was so fascinated by it that he didn't even notice his arrival.

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at the sand table with his eyes.

Seeing this, his eyes suddenly brightened.

I don't blame him for this, it's just because someone entered the Immortal Mountain, I don't know which family they belong to, only a man and a woman are hiding in the corner of the mountain, where are the upside-down phoenixes?The picture...is not the usual fragrance.

Proper live broadcast!

"Stealing into the Undead Mountain, one must plot something wrong."

The righteousness that Zhao Yun said in his heart was awe-inspiring, and he took a magnifying glass casually, and aimed at it.

Gotta aim...to see clearly.

"Wow, why are you walking so silently!" Mo Zi was startled.

"You are not authentic!" Zhao Yun just looked at it, and didn't know to call me if there was such a good thing.

"You're screaming, you're not awake." Mo Zi took the magnifying glass again.

"Honestly, this is the first time I've seen this picture."

"What you said sounds similar to what I saw."

"Don't say it, it's brighter than the Spring Palace Picture."

"Is it disrespectful to us?"

The two head to head, one from the true biography of Tianzong and the other from the devil's family. While watching the live broadcast, they muttered to each other, as if they were talking about cross talk. , morals have been broken all over the place, but they are serious.

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