Gu Meizhi

The sky is covered with layers of clouds, reflecting the brilliance of the rising sun, the streamer is bright and indescribable.

Chaos came riding on the clouds, sitting cross-legged in the misty clouds, in front of him was a simple table made of green bamboo, and on the table were three taels of wine pots and wine cups, he poured himself and drank leisurely, with elegant demeanor and aura. Take it easy.

At this time, he had already abandoned the old body that belonged to the elder Qisha, and turned into a calm and white-haired young man with white satin-like long hair hanging down to his waist, bound by an ancient jade ring with a simple shape .

At first glance, although he couldn't tell his age, it could be seen that his brows had long since lost the radiance in the portrait hidden by Lord Bai Minguo in the past, and there was still a lingering gloom between his gestures and gestures from time to time. Darkness and a touch of death.

"Ever since you came back from the Great Western Wilderness overseas, you have never had a good word with me."

Chaos Fang poured half a glass of wine, when he saw a hand stretched out from the slanted thorn, he could not help but snatch his wine glass, a soft voice sounded beside his ear, Chaos heard it, and couldn't help frowning.

When Qiongqi turned into a human body, even though he hid its wings that covered the sky and covered the sun, his demeanor was not restrained at all, his clothes were all golden and red, his complexion was outstanding, his eyes were terrifying, and his demeanor There was a half-smile between them.

"You have been suffering for tens of thousands of years, even if you never put me in your eyes, Chaos, you should make some superficial work with me."

Chaos' eyes were light, and he didn't mind if he cut off the wine glass halfway. With two fingers, another glass cup was conjured out of thin air, filled with bright red wine like blood, and drank it down in one gulp.

"You secretly followed me to the Great Western Wilderness overseas, and you made a lot of stumbling blocks on the way back. I don't have to care about you. But what you want, you should make it clear today."

"You want to find Mei Qingjian, and I also want to find Mei Qingjian. You want to meet that group of useless monks in Kunlun Mountains, and I also want to visit old friends. Unless—what you want to find is not them."

The chaotic eyes froze for a moment, pretending to be oblivious to the meaning behind his words, and poured himself another glass of wine, "The aura vibration of the Great Western Wilderness overseas came from the old stele of the emperor, about the same as Teng It is related to Huang Yihun. This seat can sense it with divine sense, so naturally you can too."

Qiongqi licked his lips, carefully wiped off a little vermilion wine stain on his upper lip, and said with a smile: "I don't have a deep sense of the breath of this yellow monster——

"That's right, it is your father's mount. You grew up with you, so you are naturally much more familiar with it than I am." He leaned closer to Chaos, and said softly, "Tell me, Teng Huang, what is it like?"

Chaos squinted his eyes, and seemed to have a look of disgust, but it disappeared only for a moment: "You can tell it at a glance."

At this time, the sound of the wind gradually subsided, the clouds broke through and the sun rose, Qiongqi rubbed the glass cup in his palm and smiled slightly, noncommittal.

With a wave of his hand, Chaos disappeared, and all the wine cups on the bamboo table in front of him disappeared. He walked towards Yuntou, but when he saw the disciples at the foot of Kunlun Mountain lined up, it was obvious that they looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.

Among them, in addition to a few elderly elders, there are also...well, that is probably Teng Huang.

Chaos looked at the person in front of him without blinking, he vaguely remembered that Teng Huang was not like this when he was a teenager.

At that time, since his father Di Hong's family in the Republic of Bai, most of the ethnic groups wore simple and dignified clothes, full of ancient flavors, but Teng Huang was dressed in a flamboyant and frivolous dress. At first glance, he felt out of breath.

Perhaps tens of thousands of years have passed, and Teng Huang's aesthetics has improved a bit. Looking at it now, he is still a bit pleasing to the eye.

He snorted slightly, and Yaoyao said, "Why are you back?"

The voice was deep and hoarse, but it seemed to come from beyond the sky.Except for Teng Huang who was at the front of the crowd, even Ling Yu who was in the Kunlun formation could hear it clearly.

He silently clenched his fists under his sleeves, staring closely at the calm Chaos and Qiongqi above the clouds.

Teng Huang looked calm, and stood on the ground with a slight smile: "Your Majesty can't wait, send me to pick you up."

Chaos sneered and said, "I don't think too much about being called a lord by you. Which one is it? Is it the Emperor's family, or the Emperor's family, or that young Mei Qingjian in the Great Desolate Abyss?"

Before Teng Huang could answer, Chaos had already floated down from the clouds, and before he could finish a word, he came to his face in a blink of an eye: "When Emperor Hong was alive, he never waited to see me. I was harmed by the two emperors, and my seven orifices bleed. Yaodao also failed to make the old man lower his eyes, and now he has been dead for almost 1 years—how can he still miss me."

Teng Huang stared straight at him approaching in front of him without moving, and replied quietly: "Even so, you shouldn't have slaughtered the Bai Minguo, you shouldn't have killed Diyuan's clan, and you shouldn't have masked Diyuan's son from beginning to end." In the drum."

Hearing this, Ling Yu suddenly raised his head and glanced at Teng Huang from afar.

What the two of them said was clearly a blood feud of exterminating the nation and the country, but he heard Teng Huang's words calmly, and even... there was even a sense of condescending compassion.

Chaos seemed to be calmed down by his unreasonable and strange tone, and after a long silence, he said coldly: "Whether I kill people or not, I don't need you to teach me.

"You know all about the past, and where did you hear it from? Could it be that the monument left by the emperor in the Great Western Wilderness has aura?"

"The ancient monuments are naturally infiltrated with the aura of mountains and rivers for thousands of years. It is not surprising that people speak out. You don't want to believe it." Teng Huang looked at him for a long time, and suddenly smiled.

His smile showed his usual wit and slyness. It was no more unpredictable than before, just like an ordinary naughty boy with a wicked heart: "Back then you looked down on monsters and beasts, and even looked at me with disdain. Now that the feng shui has changed, I can't think of it. Become the leader of the monster.

"Emperor Dijiang, what does it feel like?"

Chaos glanced at him indifferently, as if he didn't bother to answer the question. His eyes fluttered past the Kunlun disciples who were crowded in the distance, and he said: "The art of resurrection can be done once and never again. It is not easy for you to wake up. Why bother?" I am doing my best for these useless people. I have been to the Great Western Wilderness to look for you, and I have asked you to help me return to Bai Minguo together."

"Oh?" Teng Huang raised his hand and nodded behind him. Qiong Qi was walking slowly, "The head of Kunlun died at the hands of this man. You came here with great fanfare, so you have something to ask?"

Qiongqi naturally heard it, and smiled politely: "Senior Tenghuang's words are misunderstood, I and Chaos are just on the same road, and outsiders such as me and others will naturally not help each other in the family affairs of the Bai people."

His slender fingertips slightly rubbed his chin, but his eyes swept over the surrounding Kunlun disciples one by one.

"However... from what I can see, these little friends in front of me don't intend to help each other. Young master Ling, the fate in the Great Desolation Abyss is too hasty. See you again, don't you come here?"

Ling Yu held his head high, and when he looked at Qiongqi, he never flinched. He said every word: "It's just in time, I have something to ask you."

With a clang sound, Xi He proudly pulled out of the sheath, carrying Ling Yu and leaping out of the crowd.

Elder Tianshu frowned and took a step forward, as if he suddenly thought of something, but he never made a sound to stop him.

But seeing the blazing sword energy burst out in an instant, Ling Yu pointed the sword firmly at Qiongqi's chest——

"Jiang Bie died tragically, Master Tianfu committed suicide insanely, there must be two of you behind this, let me explain it in front of the people of Kunlun! As one of the four great monsters, if you deny it with cunning words, you will be looked down upon !"

Qiongqi nodded with a smile, and said: "That's right. Zhen Wuji's death is a proud handwriting of my life, so naturally I have to explain it clearly."

Ling Yu didn't expect him to admit it so readily, but he was slightly taken aback when he heard this.Qiongqi took a full view of his reaction, and asked instead: "Young Master Mei was there at the time, so he should have explained clearly to you. Why, don't you believe me?"

He looked surprised for a moment, shook his head and sighed: "Mr. Mei is pure and kind-hearted, and he is upright. Although I am not in the same league as him, I have always admired him very much. We can say that we are close friends.— Why don't you believe it?"

He spoke these words lightly, and with his upper and lower lips touched lightly, it caused a faint buzz of discussion among the Kunlun disciples. Ling Yu was so angry that his teeth were itching, and the Xihe long sword in his hand was full of brilliance, and he shot suddenly.

"Stop talking nonsense. Since you want to make a move, I will take your move."