Fast time travel: the villain, he acts as a monster in front of mind-reading crazy critics every day
Chapter 89 Love Poems from Hell 9
Ye Chaojun seemed to have been poured with a basin of cold water, completely cold from head to toe, he straightened up slightly in disbelief, looked at Wu Yixi, then at Wu Yunzhi.
The Great Elder of Zhan Xing Zhai personally told him that the Soul Gathering Orb can gather people's souls, and he came to see Tian Yijun this day, but it became another rhetoric.
"It's fine if Zing Xingzhai refuses to borrow it. Why do you make up such lies to deceive me?"
Ye Chaojun's expression was a little out of control, Wu Yixi clenched his fingers, and hurriedly asked, "If it's your junior brother, is he still alive?"
"The scene of his death is what I saw with my own eyes..."
He witnessed the whole process of the death of the person he loved with his own eyes. In that situation, it is impossible for anyone to survive, and he has no strength to catch him and replace him.
Suddenly, Ye Chaojun blurted out weakly, "I'm not strong enough..."
Wu Yixi was so anxious that he really wanted to take off his mask right now, and wanted to call his senior brother, but he couldn't, so he had to reach out and pull Ye Chaojun up, wanting to hug him, reminding him of their hug once.
But after Ye Chaojun understood Wu Yixi's intention, he avoided it calmly.
This action made Wu Yunzhi a little uncomfortable. The smile on the face under the mask deepened, but the pupils exuded a compelling and oppressive aura. She reminded, "Young Master Ye, our Tianyi Lord is the palace master of Xingxingzhai."
There is nothing more convincing than this identity. The owner of the Zodiac House knows everything. He said that the person may still be alive, even if he is dead, he must believe it.
"Palace Master, since this Mr. Ye doesn't believe it, let's see him off. I just waited for this person for seven days, but the result is not as expected. It should be because the opportunity has not come yet."
Wu Yunzhi's voice was full of laughter, but extremely calm. She made a radical move, and it turned out that she succeeded.
Ye Chaojun stayed in Zing Xing Zhai, and this was the last day that Zing Xing Zhai was open.
Although Ye Chaojun turned off the lights, he was still sitting by the window and blowing the wind. Zing Xing Zhai was his only hope to revive his junior brother. Since Jun Yi said that his junior brother was not dead that day, there must be hope.
Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he will hold on tightly.
"Master Ye, are you asleep?"
Ye Chaojun lowered his eyes, and then looked towards the door of the guest room. The person who came was not very cultivated, but his aura was very strong. Someone with such a physique should be a student of Xingxing Zhai.
Generally speaking, when you see the lights in other people's rooms turned off, you will understand that the person has fallen asleep. Even a skilled immortal cultivator who can sense that the person is still awake should know that the other person does not want to be disturbed.
The people outside the door are afraid that there is something urgent.
Ye Chaojun said, "I haven't slept yet."
He got up and went to open the door. The disciple of the astrology studio was wearing a white astrology robe. When he saw Ye Chaojun, he saluted quickly and handed him a divination lottery.
"Master Ye, this is where our palace master personally divination for your fortune."
Ye Chaojun took the lottery and turned it over to see that there were three words written on it, "Wujiabao".
Wujiabao...
Ye Chaojun couldn't help frowning, it was Wujiabao again, but at this moment, he felt a little strange, because his younger brother was also surnamed Wu, so maybe it had something to do with this Wujiabao.
The voice at the door of the Zodiac House said again, "At this time, our palace lord is having a poem with other heirs on the star picking platform. The palace lord said, if Mr. Ye hasn't fallen asleep yet, why don't you let us go watch the stars and enjoy the flowers together? Don't let us down!" Astrological fasting is the unique night in this world."
Ye Chaojun nodded.
When I saw the palace lord today, I felt that the man's behavior was very strange, but at that time Ye Chaojun was only thinking about the way to revive his junior, so he didn't realize it at the time.
However, his voice was very similar to that of his junior brother, so Ye Chaojun had some inexplicable affection for him.
Today in Lanxing Pavilion, if that person's stature was not different from that of his junior brother, he even wanted to take off the mask of this Tianyi Lord to see what the face under the mask looks like.
The disciple of Zing Xing Zhai pointed to the highest point of Zing Xing Zhai, "That direction is the Star Picking Platform, and the Palace Master also explained other matters, so I won't send you off."
After finishing his speech, he bowed and saluted, and then fled away.
Ye Chaojun looked up at the high platform in the distance.
Zing Xing Zhai is worthy of being the second most prestigious sect among the Hundred Hundred Immortal Sects. Not only is the sect's location high and dangerous, but its buildings are also ingenious.
Ye Chaojun was already on the top of the mountain at this time, and the star-picking platform was already soaring into the clouds from a distance, the wind at the height must be cold and strong, and such a huge star-picking platform could be built on the top of the mountain. A castle in the air.
Standing tall, it will not fall down for a hundred years.
Ye Chaojun didn't hesitate anymore, Yujian went straight up.
The men and women on the stage of picking stars are composing poems on the theme of the scenery they see in their eyes. Some of them may be able to listen to a few sentences, while others can't even rhyme.
Wu Yunzhi didn't wear a mask. She was present as the owner of the Wu family castle who didn't like to show his face. Because of her young age, few people looked up to her.
"A que is a song, drink wine to the wind, drunk to the stars, thinking like home, with this heart, An is a passerby in another land."
The lyricist is the young master of Meishan, whose family is famous for refining medicine. Wu Yixi has noticed him since he first entered the Star Picking Platform.
He is the dear brother who flew around like a moth in Cangya Mountain back then. When I first met him, he didn't look like a serious heir to the immortal sect, but this poem is written in vicissitudes.
Wu Yixi couldn't help but look at him more, and the other party just happened to look at Wu Yixi, and when he saw Wu Yixi looking at him, the little Meishan boy immediately became jumpy, "How is it? Tianyi Jun thinks that the poem below is How's the mood?"
Wu Yixi was a little embarrassed, he felt that the words were a little exaggerated, but his brother said, don't expose others' faults in front of everyone, so Wu Yixi threw this hot potato out, "What do you think?"
As a result, the banquet immediately became lively again, and everyone praised the young man's talent.
Wu Yunzhi sat at the banquet, tired of listening, looked at Ye Chaojun coming through the clouds in the distance, suddenly smiled, she got up leisurely, and wrote the first poem of the night.
"Crows and sparrows are flying one after another, yo yo white deer are singing, the covered bridge is separated by a line, and white and black are divided."
Although everyone is in the clouds at this time, they are not ordinary people. Looking down, the white spirit deer is running across the mountain, and the crows and sparrows living in the forest are startled. Separated by the mountain corridor in the forest, it really seems to distinguish black and white.
"The castle lord's poem is a coincidence, and it fits the occasion very well!"
Wu Yunzhi smiled slightly, "It's just doggerel."
"Yunzhi just admires all of you. The Hundred Families of the Immortal Sect have just passed through the catastrophe of Cangya Mountain. Everyone has such a good mood. Here, we are drinking and drinking, singing poems for fun. If we don't accompany you to compose a poem, I'm afraid someone will call me Wujiabao Out of line."
The Great Elder of Zhan Xing Zhai personally told him that the Soul Gathering Orb can gather people's souls, and he came to see Tian Yijun this day, but it became another rhetoric.
"It's fine if Zing Xingzhai refuses to borrow it. Why do you make up such lies to deceive me?"
Ye Chaojun's expression was a little out of control, Wu Yixi clenched his fingers, and hurriedly asked, "If it's your junior brother, is he still alive?"
"The scene of his death is what I saw with my own eyes..."
He witnessed the whole process of the death of the person he loved with his own eyes. In that situation, it is impossible for anyone to survive, and he has no strength to catch him and replace him.
Suddenly, Ye Chaojun blurted out weakly, "I'm not strong enough..."
Wu Yixi was so anxious that he really wanted to take off his mask right now, and wanted to call his senior brother, but he couldn't, so he had to reach out and pull Ye Chaojun up, wanting to hug him, reminding him of their hug once.
But after Ye Chaojun understood Wu Yixi's intention, he avoided it calmly.
This action made Wu Yunzhi a little uncomfortable. The smile on the face under the mask deepened, but the pupils exuded a compelling and oppressive aura. She reminded, "Young Master Ye, our Tianyi Lord is the palace master of Xingxingzhai."
There is nothing more convincing than this identity. The owner of the Zodiac House knows everything. He said that the person may still be alive, even if he is dead, he must believe it.
"Palace Master, since this Mr. Ye doesn't believe it, let's see him off. I just waited for this person for seven days, but the result is not as expected. It should be because the opportunity has not come yet."
Wu Yunzhi's voice was full of laughter, but extremely calm. She made a radical move, and it turned out that she succeeded.
Ye Chaojun stayed in Zing Xing Zhai, and this was the last day that Zing Xing Zhai was open.
Although Ye Chaojun turned off the lights, he was still sitting by the window and blowing the wind. Zing Xing Zhai was his only hope to revive his junior brother. Since Jun Yi said that his junior brother was not dead that day, there must be hope.
Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he will hold on tightly.
"Master Ye, are you asleep?"
Ye Chaojun lowered his eyes, and then looked towards the door of the guest room. The person who came was not very cultivated, but his aura was very strong. Someone with such a physique should be a student of Xingxing Zhai.
Generally speaking, when you see the lights in other people's rooms turned off, you will understand that the person has fallen asleep. Even a skilled immortal cultivator who can sense that the person is still awake should know that the other person does not want to be disturbed.
The people outside the door are afraid that there is something urgent.
Ye Chaojun said, "I haven't slept yet."
He got up and went to open the door. The disciple of the astrology studio was wearing a white astrology robe. When he saw Ye Chaojun, he saluted quickly and handed him a divination lottery.
"Master Ye, this is where our palace master personally divination for your fortune."
Ye Chaojun took the lottery and turned it over to see that there were three words written on it, "Wujiabao".
Wujiabao...
Ye Chaojun couldn't help frowning, it was Wujiabao again, but at this moment, he felt a little strange, because his younger brother was also surnamed Wu, so maybe it had something to do with this Wujiabao.
The voice at the door of the Zodiac House said again, "At this time, our palace lord is having a poem with other heirs on the star picking platform. The palace lord said, if Mr. Ye hasn't fallen asleep yet, why don't you let us go watch the stars and enjoy the flowers together? Don't let us down!" Astrological fasting is the unique night in this world."
Ye Chaojun nodded.
When I saw the palace lord today, I felt that the man's behavior was very strange, but at that time Ye Chaojun was only thinking about the way to revive his junior, so he didn't realize it at the time.
However, his voice was very similar to that of his junior brother, so Ye Chaojun had some inexplicable affection for him.
Today in Lanxing Pavilion, if that person's stature was not different from that of his junior brother, he even wanted to take off the mask of this Tianyi Lord to see what the face under the mask looks like.
The disciple of Zing Xing Zhai pointed to the highest point of Zing Xing Zhai, "That direction is the Star Picking Platform, and the Palace Master also explained other matters, so I won't send you off."
After finishing his speech, he bowed and saluted, and then fled away.
Ye Chaojun looked up at the high platform in the distance.
Zing Xing Zhai is worthy of being the second most prestigious sect among the Hundred Hundred Immortal Sects. Not only is the sect's location high and dangerous, but its buildings are also ingenious.
Ye Chaojun was already on the top of the mountain at this time, and the star-picking platform was already soaring into the clouds from a distance, the wind at the height must be cold and strong, and such a huge star-picking platform could be built on the top of the mountain. A castle in the air.
Standing tall, it will not fall down for a hundred years.
Ye Chaojun didn't hesitate anymore, Yujian went straight up.
The men and women on the stage of picking stars are composing poems on the theme of the scenery they see in their eyes. Some of them may be able to listen to a few sentences, while others can't even rhyme.
Wu Yunzhi didn't wear a mask. She was present as the owner of the Wu family castle who didn't like to show his face. Because of her young age, few people looked up to her.
"A que is a song, drink wine to the wind, drunk to the stars, thinking like home, with this heart, An is a passerby in another land."
The lyricist is the young master of Meishan, whose family is famous for refining medicine. Wu Yixi has noticed him since he first entered the Star Picking Platform.
He is the dear brother who flew around like a moth in Cangya Mountain back then. When I first met him, he didn't look like a serious heir to the immortal sect, but this poem is written in vicissitudes.
Wu Yixi couldn't help but look at him more, and the other party just happened to look at Wu Yixi, and when he saw Wu Yixi looking at him, the little Meishan boy immediately became jumpy, "How is it? Tianyi Jun thinks that the poem below is How's the mood?"
Wu Yixi was a little embarrassed, he felt that the words were a little exaggerated, but his brother said, don't expose others' faults in front of everyone, so Wu Yixi threw this hot potato out, "What do you think?"
As a result, the banquet immediately became lively again, and everyone praised the young man's talent.
Wu Yunzhi sat at the banquet, tired of listening, looked at Ye Chaojun coming through the clouds in the distance, suddenly smiled, she got up leisurely, and wrote the first poem of the night.
"Crows and sparrows are flying one after another, yo yo white deer are singing, the covered bridge is separated by a line, and white and black are divided."
Although everyone is in the clouds at this time, they are not ordinary people. Looking down, the white spirit deer is running across the mountain, and the crows and sparrows living in the forest are startled. Separated by the mountain corridor in the forest, it really seems to distinguish black and white.
"The castle lord's poem is a coincidence, and it fits the occasion very well!"
Wu Yunzhi smiled slightly, "It's just doggerel."
"Yunzhi just admires all of you. The Hundred Families of the Immortal Sect have just passed through the catastrophe of Cangya Mountain. Everyone has such a good mood. Here, we are drinking and drinking, singing poems for fun. If we don't accompany you to compose a poem, I'm afraid someone will call me Wujiabao Out of line."
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