Daoist has facial paralysis

"...Brother, I beg you, please recall a little bit, I told you more than 100 times this morning that I love you, and you almost broke my waist, even Gu Gonggong doesn't wear such clothes," The dragon corpse wiped his face helplessly, and in a hoarse voice he narrated the tragedy that happened today with his amnesiac Taoist, "Do you remember?"

"Then what are you doing now?" Doubt was written on Daojun's face.

"I want to find something to eat... I swear, I love you the most, I'm just too greedy to wake you up, I really didn't run away from home," Long Shi looked at Lu Ya pitifully for a while, and supported himself The tortured Xiao Yao stood on tiptoe and smacked at the corner of Daojun's mouth.

Then...it successfully sacrificed itself to keep Daojun's glass heart.

"Luya..." After being packed and taken back to the room, the dragon corpse lying on the bed and not daring to move lazily called Daojun, but no one around responded to him, so he muttered again, "Just now Said to stay with me, but now I don't know where I went...Liar...Knowing that you are not good to me, you still kill me all day, why do I like you so much..."

The mumbling sound became weaker and weaker, Yuan Taki closed his eyes, smacked his mouth, and fell asleep on the bed.

"Tap..." There was a sound of footsteps landing in the room, Yuan Taki rubbed the pillow and fell asleep soundly.

The slender figure walked to the side of the bed, lifted his messy hair that covered his side face and glanced at him, with a sneer hidden in his expression.

"Why are you here?" Lu Ya stood at the door with a large pile of food, and frowned at the man standing by the bed.

The Taoist turned his head, his expression was indifferent, "It's nothing, do you know where my nephew is?"

"You don't even know, how would I know?" Lu Ya put the food box on the table, walked over to take a look at the sleeping dragon corpse, and then glanced at Dongxinan after settling down, "You can't find him ?”

"I don't know where I went to play..." Dongxinan had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were as deep as an abyss.

"Have you asked Shaohao's people?"

"They probably won't tell me. I'll look for it again, and I should be able to find it soon. Say hello to Donghuang for me, maybe I'll go and see him," Dongxinan glanced at and was separated by Luya The person who said, "I'll go first."

Lu Ya looked at the streaks of golden light left behind after the disappearance of Dongxinan, which looked like fireworks debris, and then moved his head away until it disappeared, looking down at Yuan Taki who woke up at some point, grabbed his sleeve and yawned , "Is that the head of the Southwest Road just now? He looks a little weird."

"I also think it's a bit strange, he shouldn't be able to use spells... Do you still want to eat?"

"Eat, my back hurts, please feed me," Yuan Long showed a soft smile, and shamelessly showed off his cuteness to Daojun, begging for food.

……

Yingzhou Market Center

Monument Fantasy Building

In the psychedelic and chaotic fog, Master Zhou Xiaodao struggled...

He is experiencing the memories belonging to Fengtu...experienced from the peak to the downfall of witches...

I saw Chi You filling the sky with grace and grace, I saw Jiuli conquering the Three Realms... I also saw Chi You defeating Zhuolu, his head turned into a gluttonous and mad glutton, Jiuli went against the sky, collapsed and scattered, blood flooded the ground, and everywhere was red.

Familiar faces fell in front of him, blood mixed with tears across everyone's face, with unwillingness and resentment, puzzlement and despair.

Zhou Yibei raised his head, and saw a clear figure in the sky, that man who was as cold as a god, brought a thunderstorm and punishment all over the sky, bringing disaster to his witch clan.

"Great Witch! Run away!" He heard someone shouting at him, but he couldn't move his body. He couldn't escape... The man in the sky crushed Jiuli's pride step by step, and the sky thunder swept across their territory. People were screaming, and everyone watched their bodies crumble and ashes before they died, dissipating little by little under the tribulation thunder.

"Uncle Master..."

That person was getting closer and closer, so close that he could hug him by raising his hand. Zhou Yibei stretched out his hand with a moving expression, but the other person's expression was as cold as a glacier that would not melt for thousands of years, and the coldness penetrated into the bottom of his heart.

Lightning pierced into the eyes, the deep pain drilled into the bones, swallowing other feelings, the person in front of him was still indifferent, there was no emotion in his eyes, it was terrifyingly detached...

Zhou Yibei suddenly opened his eyes, and the coldness in his heart still couldn't dissipate. Jiuli was no longer a strange tribe to him. It was a huge family tree composed of friends and clansmen whom he had known for hundreds of years... Those who died in front of him one by one...

"Ancestor Wu, the downfall of our witch clan is because Heaven is afraid of our witchcraft. If we disappear, it no longer has to be afraid that someone will break its rules...Should we follow such rules full of selfish desires? Such a day, Do you deserve to be superior?"

Jizhong took off the mask on his face after he finished speaking, revealing his face that people dare not look at directly, half of it is bones, "Since the end of Jiuli, every great witch of Shaohao will bear the law of heaven. Swallowing, it is afraid of us, afraid that we will spread the witchcraft of my ancestor Chi You all over the world, and let the world open their eyes and surpass him... Ancestor Wu, your return is our true destiny, wake up! The way of heaven Injustice, Wu Zu, can you see the shamelessness of that Taoist? He is just a villain who helps the evil, in order to get the protection of the destiny, he does not hesitate to agree to the heavenly desire to plunder countless lives of our Jiuli tribe, is he worthy of your attention?"

Zhou Yibei didn't speak, what lingered in his mind was the blood and eyes, he was holding the octagonal copper talisman in his hand, and looked down at the ground...Master...why...you?

"Ancestor Wu, Dongxinan has only been with you for a few years, we have been waiting for you for thousands of years," Wu Jiyin clenched his hands behind his back when he spoke... "Let him die in a catastrophe, It is the mission of my descendants of the Wu Clan...have you seen those dead people? Don't you hate them?"

"It turns out that I have been looking for your uncle for a long time here... Yi Bei," the voice from East, West and South interrupted several people, and the confused light mist was suddenly suppressed by a dazzling golden light, tall and straight The figure appeared in everyone's sight.

Ji Zhong frowned, shouldn't the pioneers trap him?It's going to be here... Is something revealed?Several ancestor spirits did not guard him a Taoist priest.

"Yi Bei, why don't you talk? Don't you want to see your uncle?" Dongxinan walked over with a smile, the golden light behind him gradually disappeared with his steps, and Yin Ling looked at those strange traces of magic spells showing a sense of astonishment He turned his head and wanted to say something to Zhou Yibei, but he couldn't say a word as if his throat was pinched.

Dongxinan glanced at him, his eyes were stern, and Yin Ling's face changed with just one look, and fear arose in his heart.

Zhou Yibei didn't notice the abnormality of Yin Ling and his seriousness. He looked at the man who was getting closer and closer, and his mind was a little confused. It belonged to Zhou Yibei's obsession with getting along day and night and belonged to Fengtu's bitter hatred, as if he had been rubbed together. At the same time, he couldn't tell which was more important. There was a voice in his head, telling him that it was just a few years of yearning. Compared with Jiuli's dead soul, shouldn't he give up easily?But... I don't want my uncle to die.

The harshness under the thunder light jumped out of my mind again, stabbing my heart a bit. Fengtu's memories were too many and heavy, almost filling all the space available to the brain in an instant. Zhou Yibei's entanglement was suppressed by the gloomy and indifferent Looking at the man who had already walked in front of his eyes, there was a murderous intent hidden in his eyes.

"Your uncle wants to see you very much, aren't you happy?" Dong Dongnan's hand stroked his face, and the delicate touch made the corners of his mouth rise a little.Zhou Yibei frowned lightly, the emotion of not wanting to be touched by this person was suppressed and he did not show it, the memories in his mind kept gushing out and the faint differences between East, West and South made him want to kill even more. this person.

The Taoist priest's hand fell on the back of his neck, the indifference in his eyes was covered by a smile, "Come with me, just you and me, okay?"

Zhou Yibei squinted his eyes, feeling that the person in front of him was a little strange, but his killing intent was getting stronger and stronger.Dongxinan looked at him, his smiling face suddenly frowned, and his face became much paler. The Taoist priest lowered his head and cursed something, and fell towards him unexpectedly.

"Uncle Master..." Zhou Yibei paused, looked at Dongxinan who had suddenly turned from domineering to weak and passed out, and couldn't help but catch the person, the murderous intent in his eyes faded, he raised his head Looking at Jizhong and Yinling Wuji, "What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything," Jizhong said, looking at Dongxinan suspiciously.

Yin Ling was silent for a few seconds, his face was already normal, and he opened his mouth to argue: "Perhaps it is the imminent completion of the Heshen Great Formation that has triggered the heavenly phenomenon of the cataclysm, and he is not feeling well."

Kizhong seemed to believe this statement, and winked at the men in black around him, telling them to go over and pick up Dongxinan, "We have to take him back to Shaohao."

"I can do it myself," Zhou Yibei hugged him reflexively, barely carrying the man who was more than half his head taller on his back, and heard the sound of breathing falling to his ears, the sound was faint, as long as the clothes rubbed gently Can cover it.

"Hmm..." The slender arm hanging in front of him suddenly lifted up, gripped the clothes on his shoulders, and seemed to let out a groan in discomfort, and Zhou Yibei's heart softened instantly.

"Ancestor Wu..." Jizhong looked at the Southwest Taoist Priest vigilantly, while Zhou Yibei walked on without changing his expression, "It's okay."

……

Shaohao Kim Tian Clan Museum

underground prison

Dongxinan came to his senses, glanced at his hands, and lightly clenched his fists, as if subconsciously confirming whether this body was under his control.

After letting go of his hand, he took a look around, it was very dark...for night blindness, it is almost impossible to see anything clearly.