A Grass's Bizarre Adventure in Wonderland

"What? Thinking about leaving tomorrow, I'm so nervous that I can't sleep today?" Hua Yi, who was tossing and turning on the bed and couldn't sleep, simply put on her clothes and sat on the doorstep, staring up at the starry sky with her chin in her hands, in a daze.Ping Xu's voice caught off guard and frightened Huayi, her eyes were covered, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw the quiet and flowing lake surface, countless fireflies jumping and playing, dyeing the water surface into a soft light, Huayi was quiet. Standing quietly on the grass full of unknown white flowers, she couldn't take her eyes away in surprise.Looking up at the still shining night sky, I feel that the moon is very bright tonight.

"This is the most satisfying mirror world I have created. Sometimes I hide in it secretly when I am tired, and no one can find it." Pingxu lay on the grass, with his hands behind his head, and his eyes stayed on the gorgeous scenery Inside, there is a trace of unknown taste mixed in it. "Come here." She reached out to pat the grass next to her, and called Hua Yi who was still standing stupidly, to come over. Perhaps infected by the quiet atmosphere, Hua Yi's nervousness was dispelled without a trace, and she obediently lay beside Pingxu. Next, look up at the starry sky with him.

"From childhood to adulthood, I have always been alone," Ping Xu said softly after an unknown amount of time, "Master thinks highly of me, and whenever someone asks her for help, he will send me there. The younger brothers are jealous of me, and because I don't solve it outside. The problem is that they are practicing behind closed doors, so they never get close to me, let alone talk to me."

Seeing Pingxu talking about her past, Hua Yi listened quietly and did not make a sound, but turned her eyes to Pingxu with gray eyes and couldn't see clearly, "There are always some unsatisfactory things when working outside. It is common to be used and blamed, and I am not easy to get angry for fear of ruining Master's reputation, and I don't like to get close to people after a long time, so I don't have many friends." Hua Yi thought about it, and found that it was indeed the case. He is very polite to everyone, extremely humble, and seems easy to get along with, but at the same time, he seems alienated. After coming to Jiuchongtian, the sum of what he said to others is probably not more than half of what he said to himself. Thinking of myself, I was like this before, Every day, apart from Daoist Lu Ya, he is accompanied by the fairy grass Ganoderma lucidum and rarely interacts with outsiders. Like a child who is still in his infancy and does not know the world, he suddenly feels that it may be a good thing to separate from Daoist Lu Ya, at least not Being blessed again will accomplish nothing under his wings.

"And after I met you, I felt for the first time, ah, it feels so good to have someone to talk to and chat with me," Ping Xu turned his head to meet Hua Yi's eyes, Hua Yi who was provocative with his fiery breath His face was a little hot, so don't turn your head away from looking at those deep eyes, "At first, the Emperor of Heaven sent me to save your life. At that time, I was curious about why the Emperor of Heaven was so worried about you, a little doctor who wanted nothing. Your real identity, your frankness is beyond my expectation, you have to know that over the years, including Master, you have never been with me so undisguisedly," she couldn't help reaching out to hold Hua Yi's hand, Hua Yi froze but didn't Breaking free, let it be held, the warmth from the palm of your hand spreads all over your body, it is an extremely peaceful feeling.Hua Yi, who had never felt such warmth since Taoist Lu Ya left, was wrapped in tiredness, her eyelids drooped a few times, and she fell into a deep sleep.

"Later, I was deeply moved by your earnest appearance when you were learning immortal arts, and the concentration and trust you had when chatting. Recently, I have always thought that if I could accept you as my disciple, I would let you follow me and follow me all the time. That should be such a pleasant thing, after all, I will never be alone again in the days to come." Ping Xu let go of his hand, touched Hua Yi's head sideways, felt the even breathing sound and smiled helplessly, and held him tightly. He fell asleep in his arms.

"Shenjun." Xuan Ye was standing by the table looking at the topographic map, making the final confirmation for tomorrow's combat deployment, when he heard Yang Jian's voice from the door, he called him in.

Yang Jian, who came in with a candle in his hand, was wearing a black outfit, showing off his muscular figure. Seeing that Xuan Ye was still looking at the topographical map and thinking, he put down the candle, half kneeling, and said, "My subordinate Yang Jian, I hope the gods will forgive me!"

"What's the crime?" Signaling Yang Jian to get up, Xuan Ye looked at him puzzled, not knowing what he meant.

"Please forgive Yang Jian for not being able to follow the gods to fight the enemy and protect you tomorrow!" Yang Jian didn't get up, and kept his head down, unable to see his expression clearly.Xuan Ye helped him up helplessly, and raised Yang Jian's chin with his hands. Seeing his face full of worry and self-blame, he couldn't help but tugged at his face with a smile, "It's not like you."

"Yang Jian only asks God one thing!" Yang Jian suddenly grabbed Xuan Ye's hand and held it tightly, deliberately ignoring the shock in Xuan Ye's eyes, and pleaded earnestly: "Tomorrow, please protect me no matter what. Myself, please...you must survive..."

"Yang Jian, can you still not believe my strength?" Seeing that Yang Jian was worried about this, Xuan Ye let go of the back of his hand and turned around to hide the joy on his face, "I'm fine, but it's your extremely dangerous mission, so be careful, I'm looking forward to it I'll meet you after the battle." Xuan Ye adjusted his facial expressions and looked sideways at Yang Jian who was full of emotion, "You must live too, my best friend."

Even without Hua Yi, is he still just a friend in Xuan Ye's eyes... The overflowing joy and emotion dissipated in an instant, and Yang Jian felt endless sadness in his heart, he saluted and left in a hurry.

Xuan Ye withdrew his gaze from Yang Jian's receding back and landed on the candlestick that he hadn't taken away. Looking at the flickering fire, his brows were knit into a ball, his expression was unprecedentedly dignified, "Recently, I always feel that I have forgotten something important, but What exactly is it?" After pondering for a long time without coming to a conclusion, he glanced at the dim starlight, put away the topographic map, put out the candles and went to recharge his batteries.

"Is it possible to end everything tomorrow, or is it forever?" Xuan Cang looked at the man in black sitting across from him, and the candlelight in the room became full of warmth with the faint fragrance of rhinoceros.

"After Yihan dies, can you make sure that I take Ming'er away?" The man knocked on the table with his fingers, and looked at Xuan Cang with amusement, "Now Ji Moming and Xuan Ye are on par in strength, How can you guarantee that both of them will survive? Moreover, the defeat of the ghost clan is a foreseeable reality, do you think Ji Moming, who is the king of the ghost clan, will be able to retreat unscathed?"

"There is someone who will definitely save him." Xuancang smiled inscrutably, "What you and I have to do is to make sure that everything can be solved tomorrow, isn't it?"

Xuan Cang's words dispelled the worries of the man in black, and as the scent of the rhinoceros gradually dissipated, he turned into a black shadow and merged with Xuan Cang's shadow again, "Don't forget what you promised me."

"Tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle! This is a great opportunity for my ghost tribe to regain control of the prehistoric land and establish its prestige! Countless ghost tribe tribes standing here will die in battle tomorrow, are you afraid!" Ji Moming stood on the Yutai Going up, looking at the dark crowd of ghosts under the stage, which was crowded and packed, he said loudly.

"Swear to live and die with the ghost clan!" All the ghost clan collectively shouted.

Ji Moming nodded in satisfaction, "Who dares to block the way of my ghost clan tomorrow, what should we do!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"How to kill!"

"God blocks and kills gods! Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!"

"Anyone who participates in tomorrow's battle and bravely kills the enemy will be rewarded!"

"My lord is wise! We will defend our lord to the death! The ghost clan will surely rise!" The ghost clan knelt on the ground and kept worshiping. Ji Moming looked at the tribesmen who were willing to surrender to him, but his heart was filled with endless emptiness .I have already decided to die in battle tomorrow, so that I can be completely freed from this shackles. After all, the things I most want to achieve and the words I want to hear the most have been obtained. Ji Moming, who has no regrets in this life, has decided to end it with death. This cannot be escaped. In order to imprint himself forever in his heart, this is the best way for him to remember himself forever.As for the ghost clan, I don't worry much, that person has been secretly manipulating it all the time. Even if he dies, he will continue to maintain the ghost clan. The person who accompanied me still didn't know who it was, not even whether it was a man or a woman.

With an inaudible sigh, Bai Yuxian's lonely figure was in front of him, "If I could see you again before I die... that would be great..." Ji Moming murmured in his heart.

"Sister Fengji, I can avenge you tomorrow." Yihan leaned on the nine-headed lion and hadn't lit up the entire Miaoyan Palace for many years. At this moment, the bright lights made Yihan feel a little uncomfortable, so he slightly blocked the light with his hands , stared at the portrait of Feng Ji on the wall with brilliant eyes, and stretched out the other hand as if trying to grab something, "After I catch them all and attack the Nine Heavens, you can rest in peace." Yihan walked In front of the portrait, he leaned against the portrait tightly, and rubbed his head affectionately, "If I fail, I will go down to accompany you, lest you be lonely alone, without anyone to talk to to relieve your boredom."

Yihan suddenly tore off the portrait and burned it to residue. From the residue, he picked up a red key engraved with the pattern of the other shore flower and held it in his hand. Riding on a nine-headed lion, he came slowly to a head of a red ghost with a face that was about half the size of a wall, and stuffed the key into his mouth. Yihan put his hands on the round stone door with the pattern of Bianhua flowers, and the stone door slowly split into two to make way for a passage. He was accustomed to the sudden screams, and patted the nine-headed lion on the head to signal him to watch the door. He straightened his clothes and went in.

The sky is burning with raging flames, and fireballs fall into the blood pool from time to time, burning the undead floating on the water to ashes. Those who are lucky enough not to be burned to death by the fireball have to endure the pain of being chopped off by an ax under the pool. .Every undead tortured to death returns to its original state after a while, howling and continuing a new round of punishment, never ending.Yihan was a little excited watching this purgatory-like scene, and then remembered that it was time to get down to business and stop all punishment. Seeing that he was free, the undead roared and attacked Yihan, wanting to kill this day. Torn to pieces by their tormentors every night.As if waiting for this moment, Yihan opened the universe bag at the same time as the undead rushed over, and sucked all the countless undead into it.When the last undead entered, he hurriedly tightened the bag, looked at the dead and gloomy Blood Pool Hell for a moment, stretched a little weakly, thought about whether there was anything he had forgotten, and confirmed that everything was ready. He walked out without looking back.