The black cat is on top, the evil spirits retreat

Rong Li was held by his collar, his feet were hanging in the air, and he passed quickly over the roof. The sound of fighting in the city was everywhere, and there was flames everywhere, and he couldn't help frowning.

They were going in the direction of the imperial palace, which shows how deep his obsession is... Rong Li was obediently grabbed by his collar, and he never showed any resistance.

Obsession with this thing is a dose of oppression, which will hurt others and yourself.Chu Tianyi has been tortured to the bone, and there is no room for change.

He was carried by Chu Tianyi and went straight to the Golden Luan Hall. In the past few days, heavy soldiers were deployed to guard the palace and the city gates, but no one dared to step forward lightly seeing this situation.

After entering the main hall, Rongli's feet finally landed on the ground, and he made sword fingers with both hands. Several spells flew out from his sleeves. The above were painted with his own blood and fingers, but they were all spells that imprisoned people. Because the cultivation base is not very high, the effectiveness is difficult to guarantee, he is only used for personal use.

Following the direction of Rongli's sword finger, the charms fell on Chu Tianyi's limbs respectively. Chu Tianyi dragged his collar and didn't take him seriously at all, but the legs that had just stepped out suddenly stopped Hard to move!

Breaking free from his shackles with all his strength, he took two steps back, Rongli made a stop gesture, and warned the guards behind him not to come any closer.

Chu Tianyi is now a living corpse, making him suck blood is all helping him.

Chu Tianyi opened his bloody eyes angrily, black sharp nails suddenly grew out, he let out a muffled groan, and raised his arm, the folding fan flipped like a sharp blade, and the yellow charms were smashed into pieces, flying one after another.

With a sneer, he approached him very quickly, easily grabbed him in his hand, and lifted him up to look at him.

"Is this the only ability?" The tone was contemptuous and disdainful.

Rong Li looked back at him, his clothes were already wrinkled, it was really uncomfortable to be grabbed like this, he looked outside the hall, but smiled, pure and harmless.

It seemed that Chu Tianyi's actions and mocking tone were neither threats nor harm, but instead made the other party feel annoyed.

Catching a trace of a smell that ordinary people can't detect, Chu Tianyi grabbed Rongli's fingers, and he squeezed the pulp of his right finger, a drop of blood was like a blood jade agate, as bright as it was dripping.Zhu Hong's pupils trembled, and her eyes became darker.

Oops!

Rong Li frowned, his fingers were about to curl up, his hand was grasped forcefully, his fangs pierced his flesh, the tingling pain spread to his face, his eyebrows twitched suddenly.

Hearing a bang, a heavy object hit the ground, the guards in the hall felt a gust of wind blowing over their heads, and when they turned their heads, there were two more people in the hall, one was already lying on the ground, and the other was rushing towards Chutian alone easy.

Jun Heng threw Daoji, and pointed the tip of the splitting sword at Chu Tianyi's neck. His eyes were full of anger, and he kicked Chu Tianyi's back forcefully. Chu Tianyi dodged, but did not avoid him With excellent legs and feet, he took a few steps backwards before he could barely stand still.

With a wave of his sleeves, the hem of his clothes fell to the ground like flowing clouds.Half kneeling on the ground, Rongli has already fallen into his arms.Jun Heng's hand holding the sword became more and more forceful, one hand tightly wrapped around Rong Li's small body, and put his head in the socket of his neck.His temples swelled and his chest rose and fell.But I tried my best not to use too much force, for fear that I would be unable to hold back the force and hurt him.

His white clothes were already stained red with blood, and there were still wet bloodstains on his face, and red marks were drawn on the side of his neck...

Jun Heng's downcast eyes were cold, and the surging killing intent was stagnant in his chest, and he was about to burst out of the embankment.

Chu Tianyi snorted, walked slowly towards the high throne, and said fearlessly, "His blood is delicious!"

Jun Heng's face was frosty, and he raised his eyes to glance at his back, the palm holding Rongli's fingers trembled imperceptibly, wanting to break his heart into pieces.

With a twist of the sword intent in his hand, before Lie Tian left his hand, Rong Li suddenly grabbed the skirt of his clothes, leaned close to his ear and whispered a few words, his eyes were fixed on his side face, and after he finished speaking, he saw Seeing the frost on his face softened, he slowly calmed down.

In the center of the main hall, the lights were brightly lit, and the scent of ambergris covered the smell of blood, except for the sound of Chu Tianyi's footsteps, it was eerily quiet.

They are getting a lot of attention right now.But no matter how tense the current situation is, how anxious those people are, Jun Heng calmly took out the handkerchief from his pocket, lowered his head and wrapped it around Rongli's fingers meticulously, the old scar on his palm has not gone away, and a new wound has been added, Silently in his heart, he attributed all these things to Chu Tianyi who was sitting on the throne and watching them coldly.

Raised eyebrows and dark fragrance: Just let you sit for a while, so that you can experience the fleeting sorrow!

Jun Heng put the man on the side of the palace guards, walked past Daoyan with the sword in hand, pulled out a scroll of painting from his arms and threw it on him, and swung the sword at the proud Chu Tianyi with the force of thunder. The opponent had no choice but to counterattack with a fan, and the fan was cut open with a sound of Zila, and the blade was straight at his face.Chu Tianyi was forced to have nowhere to retreat.

The two men's weapons collided, and Jun Heng suddenly said coolly: "I'll help you complete that painting."

what?

painting……

Chu Tianyi was startled, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the picture scroll that Daoyan had held up tremblingly for a long time, and fixed his eyes on the lifelike face of the boy in blue. There was a buzzing sound in his mind, and a dull pain struck, as fine as a needle prick.

Jun Heng saw him stunned for a moment, Li Tianyi was ready to go, Chu Tianyi felt the sword energy coming, he tapped his feet and moved away, his figure was fast, Jun Heng chased after him, and the two surrounded the two big pillars in the hall You chase me and hide.

Then he continued: "General Ning is lucky to have such a loyal confidant." He didn't call him Prince Chu, but General Ning.

The half-dead man on the ground suddenly moved his eyelids. He didn't know whether he was shocked by the painting or moved by the word "General Ning", and his arms drooped feebly.

General Ning... Chu Tianyi was dodging, but now his headache was splitting, and he dodged his attack weakly.Jun Heng saw that he was gradually unable to do what he wanted, and he was not in a hurry to take his life, so he continued: "He is the sword in your hand, he will kill people and take lives against the law." He never blinked.

"The boy in the painting is named Feng Jian."

Feng Jian... Chu Tianyi tilted his head to avoid his sword energy, this name had never been heard before.There was a flash of blankness on his face, Jun Heng took advantage of this gap, and punched him on the cheek, with a heavy muffled sound, a red fruit fell into Chu Tianyi's mouth in an instant, without waiting for his reaction, Jun Heng It was another slap, and the little red fruit was swallowed down his throat.

Lu Youcai just arrived at the entrance of the hall, walked a few steps and then came back. It stands to reason that he, a person who already knew the inside story, should look a little more unpredictable when the dust settles, and keep a little sense of mystery!

However, he felt that this kind of drama that reaped the consequences of its own consequences still needs to be observed carefully so that it can be written in a more nuanced and fascinating way.

So when Shu Tian and Chu Tianyong and Chu Xi rushed over, they were all stopped outside by him.

"What's the meaning of this?" Chu Junyong saw Chu Tianyi staggered a few steps and leaned on the pillar, staring at Daoyao who had not moved for a long time on the ground, and suddenly felt that his eyes were bloody, extremely sad?

"Watching a play." Lu Youcai folded his arms and answered two words leisurely.

There is still a large amount of blood stains on their bodies, and the bloody smell has not dissipated.Hearing the words, they all stood still at the door, with their hands behind their backs, looking at the hall.

After Chu Tianyi swallowed the little red fruit, memories flooded him like a flood of beasts, and he was defeated. The redness in his eyes gradually receded, and he walked cautiously towards the weak breathing Taoist.

He murmured with his lips and teeth: "You...you...", he murmured for a long time, but he still couldn't utter a complete sentence.

The ground was very cold, and Daoyan's back was pressed against it. The cold air invaded the blood through the skin, chilled the five internal organs, and chilled the muscles and bones. The whole body was cold.But in fact, the blood on his body had already solidified. If he opened his shirt, he would find that there were criss-crossed knife marks on it, and none of them was perfect.

Feeling the familiar breath approaching him, the eyelids trembled, the corners of the mouth pulled hard, and he wanted to smile, what should he say?

It seems that there is nothing to say, he heard their words very clearly, he only felt a dull pain in the brow bone, and he didn't feel any wounds all over his body, but why did the old scars hurt?The pain made the corners of his eyes red and hot, and the heat flowed down the corners of his eyes, dripping red blood.

If... If there is still time to come, I will still be your sword, without heart or eyes.

Daoyan closed his eyes and moved his lips, wondering if he heard it.

"Taoist!"

Chu Tianyi let out a hoarse cry from his chest, and his fierce face suddenly turned from joy to sorrow.Grabbing his arm that slowly fell to the ground, this person was far thinner than he imagined, his clothes were empty, and had long been soaked in blood.

"I'm sorry..." Chu Tianyi let go of his hand, seeing that he was covered in blood and did not dare to touch him.Exhausted physically and mentally, he looked up at the gilded throne, and at the lifeless people on the ground covered in blood, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry."

Daoyu couldn't even open his eyes, only a remnant thought was still haunting him. He vaguely heard him say sorry again?

Don't be sorry, it's your choice.

Obviously his body couldn't feel the pain, Chu Tianyi frowned, and stared blankly at his body, feeling like being torn apart, and his arms trembled accordingly.He could only see power in his eyes, and he was always standing in front of him covered in blood and lifeless.

It's hard to tell whose obsession is deeper, probably they all fulfilled that fate.

"I'm sorry." Kneeling on the ground, his voice trembled slightly. He didn't know what to say except this sentence.As a living corpse, he was particularly sensitive to breath, and felt that the slightest breath was being lost... The sharp nails were held in the palm of his hand, and they were all broken with force, and black blood flowed out from the palm, staining his red groom's suit black.

"He's dead." Jun Heng reminded him in a deep voice, seeing that many people had gathered at the door, the end of Huangquan Road was exposed, and the black-clothed errand was walking towards this side expressionlessly.

Daoyu set foot on Huangquan without looking back.

Chu Tianyi seemed to have never heard of it, but he never dared to touch Dao again.Gently picked up the scroll of painting on his body, the boy's face overlapped with Dao's face, they fit very well.

Anyone can see the remorse on his face, thick as ink, like the blood on his body.

The flames outside the palace are still spreading, and the most miserable are the innocent people, who are always involved in the chessboard of power struggles.Lu Youcai took out a pen from his bosom, and sketched on the script.Staring at Chu Tianyi: Letting you collect the corpse is already a great tolerance to you.

Jun Heng's eyes met Rongli's, he raised the sword in his hand, a silver light shone, Chu Tianyi traced the scroll with his bloody fingers, and numbly closed his eyelids lightly.

Seeing him close his eyes so resigned to his fate, Jun Heng didn't make a move. He is just like this, he likes to use violence to control violence, but if the other party is caught without a fight, he feels that it is meaningless, and he even feels tolerant.

Turning his back and walking towards Rongli, he said, "I'll give you one day, the time for burial."

Chu Tianyi suddenly opened his eyes, the corner of his black clothes flew past his eyes like a cloud, and the man was already a few feet away.

Putting away the scroll, he bent down slowly, stroked the corners of Daoyan's eyes gently, and carefully picked him up horizontally.The people at the door consciously gave them a way. The emperor didn't give an order, so they subconsciously obeyed Jun Heng's words and let them go.

When passing by Jun Heng, he said softly: "Half an hour is enough."

Junheng raised his eyebrows, and hugged Rongli.Walked to the door and patted Lu Youcai: "Let's go, we're going home too."

"Little Shen'er..." Chu Xi called Rongli to stop.

Junheng stopped, Rongli lay on his shoulder, looked at her and then at Chu Junyong, nodded and said goodbye.

Chu Xi turned to Chu Junyong with a pale face: "Brother Huang..."

"Forget it." Chu Junyong watched them disappear, then turned his head and rubbed Chu Xi's head soothingly.If it weren't for their help, he might not be able to keep this country.There are gains and losses, he always sees clearly and chooses rationally.

The flames of war were blazing outside, and the smoke filled the air, but the flag had died down long ago.They walked out of the palace gate, as if they had watched a farce, neither sad nor happy.

Shu Tian suddenly became entangled with a question: "How does the Lord of the Underworld know that they have gone back to the palace?"

"Guess."

"really?"

"You question me?"

"Don't dare..."

His eyebrows were as dark as ink, and the fire was warming the moonlight, and Jun Heng's lips curled into a slight smile.Of course he didn't guess it, but once when he was investigating Chu Tianyi's Wutong Pavilion, he entered a secret passage, and what was placed inside was not a bed, but a black coffin.

Presumably there should be a good place to go.

Smelling the smell of paper money on Huangquan Road, the dead souls and ghosts who came and went respectfully gave way to them and saluted.Lu Youcai looked at Rongli's drooping fingers wrapped in brocade handkerchiefs, stroked his mustache, and said meaningfully: "Is this bitten?"

Seeing his expression, Rong Li probably thought of something with him.

Only Shu Tian went in without knowing it, and couldn't help frowning: "What should I do?"

Living corpses can't see the sun, and they want to suck blood...

Lu Youcai smiled, secretly thinking about this idiot in his heart.He just said: "It's just right." After saying that, he put his hands behind his back, leaving behind a mysterious back, Shu Tian would naturally chase after him without asking questions.

The gloomy sky is always a tranquil light blue, and at the other end of the Naihe Bridge, a woman covered with a black veil repeats her daily actions: cooking soup, pouring soup, handing out soup, and collecting bowls.

They stood still on the bridge, Rong Li looked back at him, "I'll be a little living corpse from now on."

After speaking, he blinked his eyes, and Wen Run's eyes suddenly turned red, just like Chu Tianyi's red eyes.

"That just happens to be with me from life to life, seeing all over the world, and spending thousands of years together."

His voice was deep, close to Rongli's face, he kissed his eyebrows with a pious tone, his eyes met, one red and one green.

"I want to kiss Brother Shen too~" Mu Qing ran over at some point, and grabbed Jun Heng's clothes with her small hand.

Jun Heng's face darkened, and before he waved his sleeves, the red figure flashed and quickly took Mu Qing away from them.

Lu Youcai smiled awkwardly and politely: "Master Mingzhu has a lot!"

"You can't even take care of a child!" Jun Heng glanced at him, and carried Rong Li to the other side of the bridge.Rong Li snickered in his arms with his eyes closed, dealing with him Lu Youcai had his own way, taking soft but not hard.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Lu Youcai admitted frankly, watching them walk away with a smile in his eyes.He knew the destiny and could not change it, and now seeing them reincarnated for three lives, after a hundred years, they were finally able to break that destiny, and he was very gratified.

As for the cause of reincarnation, maybe they will know one day. Thinking of the fact that his biography is still cold on the table, someone has coveted it for a long time, so what if...

The man in shackles at the bridgehead saw a fiery red Bana flower and a figure walking away from the Bana lace, and handed the bowl to Granny Meng expressionlessly.

Soup is bitter...

No one has ever said why this Mengpo soup is so bitter...

Finish

The outline was originally set, but the author thinks it is poisonous, and the outline can't hold me back. Maybe only the magic spell can work (I feel cold...)

It’s been half a year since I’ve written this, and I don’t feel like I’ve made any progress. Thanks to the little cuties who have been reading the article all the way, the author decided to reflect on it. There are still some extra episodes in the back, let me think about it, Trojan horse~

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Alright, this is the end of this article, the main text is over, thank you for reading the text, cute~