Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

Three days later.

With a green stick in his hand, the white-robed fairy walked alone on the deserted road.

Since Ao Zhao carried him across Linhai, Lin Lingqing began a journey that was half a day with a sword and half a walk.

Now that the situation of Snow Bone City is unclear, the Demon Monarch is cautious and dare not fly there rashly on the golden dragon.He was worried that being too conspicuous would cause unnecessary trouble.

As for his spirit, Lin Lingqing didn't care much about it—he knew the situation well, and it would be difficult to fully recover within a year or so, but as long as he paid attention to it, it shouldn't be a big deal.

He didn't force himself, Yu Jian walked for a while, rushed during the day and rested at night, and after three days, he had already walked half of the way.

This area is full of low hills. If you go in a slightly different direction, you can go directly to the Sword Valley, and if you go deeper, you will find the Qilong Ridge where monsters are entrenched.There was a lot of rain in the past two days, and it was foggy again today.

The deeper Lin Lingqing went, the thicker the surrounding white became, blurring the outline of mountains, rocks and trees.

Ao Zhao put it on his wrist, and said in a low voice at this moment: "Your Majesty the Demon Lord, Xiaolong will help you along this journey."

Lin Lingqing smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter."

Seventy to eighty percent of his vision has recovered, and his usual walking is no longer hindered.But now that the surrounding area is covered with mountain fog, Lin Lingqing still holds Wuchi Qingming in his hand.

Perhaps because of the continuous rainy season, the humidity in the air carries the aroma of soil and vegetation, which is very refreshing.

The demon king was in a very comfortable mood, and said to Xiao Jinlong: "Zhaoer, come and see, your master has walked this road with me before, and walked more than once. Well, look there, where he hugged me. I've slept in..."

Ao Zhao became curious: "Master and you? Why did you come here then?"

Lin Lingqing said frankly, "Flee."

"..."

Ao Zhao froze.

It asked fearfully again: "Then, what about the second time...?"

Lin Lingqing couldn't help laughing: "It's also an escape."

Just as he was talking, he saw a mass of blackness in the distance of the white mist in front of him, and a bloated shadow slowly walked over from the opposite side.

When I got closer, I realized that it was not bloated, but a wheelchair pushed by a person.

The boy pushing the wheelchair, with slightly long messy black hair scattered around his ears, looked indifferent and fierce at first glance, but looked a little dumbfounded when he looked closely. He was the half-blood wolf demon Gu Baoen.

And who is the young man on the wheelchair who looks like a sick and weak son, but Gu Wenxiang?

The wooden wheels made a rumbling sound, rolling over the sand and gravel along the way, and the wheelchair was pushed five steps away in front of the white-robed fairy.

Gu Wenxiang wore an indigo robe and held a folding paper fan in his hand.Seeing Lin Lingqing, he narrowed his peach blossom eyes, smiled softly and said: "Liangu, I haven't seen you for a few days, are you okay?"

Ao Zhao, the little golden dragon, lifted the dragon's head from Lin Lingqing's wrist, bared his teeth, and let out a threatening roar.

Gu Baoen's face turned pale immediately, and he tightened his grip on the push handle of the wheelchair.

Lin Lingqing was calm and composed, and patted the little golden dragon, "Zhaoer, you don't have to do this. The little wolf can't stand the coercion."

He asked Gu Wenxiang, "What are you doing here?"

Gu Wenxiang didn't care about Ao Zhao's hostility, she just lowered her eyes and sighed weakly: "Lian Gu, how do I answer your words..."

He raised his eyes again, and his pupils were filled with an elegant smile, "Now all the demon cultivators are gathered on the bank of the abyss, and I have no one to rely on in the Gu family, and I have been bullied, so I won't go with you , where else can I go?"

"Gu Guilang, talk to me carefully." Lin Lingqing raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Why, you got those two things?"

"That's natural." Gu Wenxiang twirled the folding fan in his palm, flicked his fingers casually, and lifted the blindness imposed on him.

Immediately, the ordinary paper folding fan glowed, and every inch of it lit up in delicate and soft colors.

Looking at it now, the surface of the fan is obviously covered with burnt Xia Ling, which is hard to find in gold; the bone of the fan is made of dark ice black iron, as thin and hard as pine branches, carved with countless small magic circle runes, which makes people frightened to see.

——This is one of the Gu family's two inherited immortal artifacts, the folding fan "magic machine".

Gu Wenxiang raised his hand again, and a three-foot-long cane appeared in his palm, and he smiled and said, "There are more, here."

This cane is made of iron and wood, with eleven dark blue jade stones inlaid on it, like eleven eyeballs, and the billowing evil spirit rushes towards the face - this is another immortal weapon of the Gu family, "ghost calculation". .

Lin Lingqing was silent, thinking to himself: Gu Wenxiang took advantage of the chaos in the previous life to take advantage of this magic trick to calculate the two immortal artifacts. This time... it seems that he was familiar with the second time.

Gu Wenxiang was still mourning there: "It's a pity, Lian Gu, that you couldn't see the scene where the Gu family was in chaos after discovering that the celestial artifact was stolen, what a pity."

Gu Baoen has been standing on the sidelines all the time, his loyal master doesn't pay much attention to him, outsiders look at him somewhat pitifully.

In the heart of this wolf boy, his son is probably the weakest, most pitiful, most fragile person in the world who needs protection most, and it is also the supreme faith he swears allegiance to.

He usually doesn't care what the young master does or says, he just protects the young master and obeys the young master's orders.

"...That's all."

Lin Lingqing frowned, pondered for a moment and said to Ao Zhao: "Zhaoer, let's ignore it. Let them go as they please."

Although the meaning in this sentence cannot be called friendly, it does not show hostility.Gu Wenxiang got his wish, and his smile deepened, he turned to the wolf boy and said, "Repay your kindness, follow them."

It's day, it's night.

A person with Lin Mojun's kindness obviously wouldn't be thrown off his pace just because he had two more tails behind him.

He still traveled as usual and rested as usual.Along the way, I picked a branch of mountain fruit with great interest, cooked it and ate it with Xiao Jinlong.

At night, the endless wilderness was still there, so the demon king went into a cave that was leeward of the wind, closed his eyes and leaned against the stone wall to rest his breath, and prepared to go to sleep in two or three minutes.

Gu Baoen followed with Gu Wenxiang on his back, and sat aside.Lin Lingqing didn't open his eyes lazily, and opened his mouth and said, "Burn the fire."

Gu Wenxiang said to Bao En: "Listen to him."

Gu Baoen ran errands to collect firewood again.

It was at this time that Lin Lingqing's magic weapon of communication sent out a response.

Mojun fumbled into the Qiankun bag, and what he took out was the psychic jade beads that Song Wu stuffed for them when they left Xuyun.

Gu Wenxiang asked vigilantly, "Who?"

Lin Lingqing closed his eyes and smiled.

He said coolly: "My family, Huangyang, has nothing to do with you."

The psychic jade bead used the spirit to send a message, and Lin Lingqing sank the spirit into it, but only received one message.

Probably because Fang Zhiyuan was concerned about the damage to his spirit and soul, he didn't dare to tell him to bother him, so he only left one sentence in his message:

"Xuehuang's biography just arrived half an hour ago. She did kill a stranger in her previous life before she died."

"..."

Lin Lingqing lowered the curtain of eyelashes, put away the psychic jade beads, and let out a soft breath.

He raised his eyes again and looked out from inside the cave.

The sky is far away, and the night is deep.The wet wind blows across the silent place, and blows away a few evening clouds like black cotton.

Among the clouds, there are faintly twinkling stars, and one of the most eye-catching bright red stars...is a curse star.

Another two days later.

Under the abyss, the three stood still.

Looking up from the bottom of the abyss, the high cliffs and rocks on both sides are pitch black, forcing the light above the head into a thin line, like two fangs devouring the sun and the moon.

The wheels of Gu Wenxiang's wheelchair had just been submerged in water, and the front was the waters of the abyss, and the only ray of light above his head was subtly and mysteriously reflected on the flowing dark water waves.

Logically speaking, at this time Gu Wenxiang should have spoken and ordered Gu Baoen to carry him on his back.

But Young Master Gu Shisan didn't speak.

He couldn't believe it, and just stood there motionless.

Lin Mojun also stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

He put his knuckles against his lips and said to himself: "This can't be."

What they saw was Red Lotus.

Not one or two.

It is a red lotus flower of thousands of reds, blooming gorgeously on the water of the Yin Abyss, and its red petals are scorchingly shaking with the long wind.

On the supposedly cold and empty abyss, red lotuses are quietly blooming like in the previous life, as if everything is waiting for someone's arrival.

Gu Wenxiang lowered his eyes and smiled, and said softly: "It really hasn't changed at all, this... is really powerful, and Chai Ziba has a heart."

The water in Yinyuan is extremely clear, faint and dense, reflecting the shadow of every lotus flower.

This flower is too red, too strong, and placed in full bloom under such a dark and cold abyss, it seems like the intersection of holiness and evil, shocking to the soul, and piercing the liver and gallbladder.

And deep in the secret realm woven by the red lotus...

A snow-white city tower stood clearly.

The city wall of the Bone Fortress is like a ghostly creation, it is a hundred feet high, and it is nothing more than moving a snow mountain out of thin air.

There are three skeleton skulls at the city gate, and lights are lit in the eye holes, illuminating the three big characters "Snow Bone City" below, illuminating the surrounding snow-white bone tiles, and also illuminating a budding flower on the nearby water surface. red lotus flower.

Where is the abyss here?

It is clearly the Demon Realm Red Lotus Abyss, the Demon City Snow Bone City.

"..."

Lin Lingqing lowered his head and rubbed his eyebrows.

He sighed again.

In the end, the devil smiled bitterly: "I really didn't expect that Chai Zibat not only found me all the people, but also built the city for me, and even planted the flowers back then..."

Lin Lingqing pursed his lips and shook his head, his brows and eyes were full of tenderness and helplessness: "Tsk, I think it's fine to call him a demon king."

After finishing speaking, the white-robed fairy threw his sleeves behind his back, and calmly stepped onto the water surface of the Red Lotus Abyss.

Under the ray of skylight above his head, Lin Lingqing waded through the water, light, dark, black and white outlined changes on his clothes, and there was a line of subtle ripples behind him, which gradually expanded and spread.

Gu Baoen also picked up Gu Wenxiang on his back, put the wheelchair in his Qiankun bag, stepped on the ground, broke through the water and chased after him, splashing water all the way.

Lin Lingqing glanced back, his black hair swayed with this movement, he said with a half-smile, "Little wolf, you ruined my lotus, I want your young master to accompany you."

When he turned his head around, he froze again...

What came out this time was neither flowers nor cities.

It's a silhouette.

At a glance, there are at least a few thousand people, neatly kneeling on one knee on both sides of the snow-white majestic city gate, as black as a collapsed mountain.

Everyone bowed their heads and knelt as straight as a javelin, and there was no one shaking in the queue, only one person was left standing in the middle.

And the person who stood at the head had such a handsome face with fox eyes and lotus face, distant mountain eyebrows, and red cherry lips.Gold silk butterfly hairpin is holding her blue silk cloud temples, and she is wearing a long dark purple dress, but she is covered with a majestic armored battle robe.Half charming, half heroic, and indistinguishable between male and female.

The beauty man in the long skirt and shirt stepped onto the water of Honglianyuan, with his back to thousands of kneeling people, and came towards Lin Lingqing.The corners of the dark purple skirt are fluttering like butterflies, shining on the water.

Take one step, two steps, three steps...

Turn over and kneel down.

He knocked his head down again heavily.

The ripples spread, the water was turbulent, and the figures wrinkled.

Originally reflected in the water like a mirror, the figures of the elegant standing fairy in white and the pious bowing figure in the purple skirt were distorted round and round.

"..."

Lin Lingqing quietly stared at Chai Zuo Guzuo who was kneeling just a few feet away, feeling his heart was full of emotions and his chest was rolling for a long time.

After a long time, he couldn't help closing his eyes and said softly, "You... Chai Zibat, why are you doing this?"

The Demon Lord took two steps forward, bent down and reached out to touch Chai E's shoulder, his fingertips slipped out of his white sleeve: "Okay, get up."

Chai E raised her head slowly.

The corners of his eyes were red and his voice was hoarse:

"Under the Snow Bone City of Honglianyuan, Chai'e on the left guard—"

His voice echoed across the surface of the abyss, through three thousand red lotuses, and together with the passing cold wind, seemed to reach the end of the dark rift valley and cliff.

"And three thousand Snow Bone City's old demon cultivators,"

"A thousand sprites, ghosts and ghosts, as well as loose cultivators and demon cultivators,"

"One thousand immortal monks,"

"A total of more than five thousand people."

Chai E slowly stretched out her arms.

He kowtowed again.

"Here, I welcome you, Your Majesty."

Lin Mojun frowned and smiled helplessly, and he opened his lips: "Okay, thank you very much. I know what you want, it's okay, get up—"

But before he finished his casual and soft words, suddenly the black crowd behind Chai E suddenly raised their heads, and burst into overwhelming cries.

"Welcome to the emperor, the holy driver!!!"

"Welcome to the emperor, the holy driver!!!"

"Welcome to the emperor, the holy driver!!!"

The sound reaches the sky, deafening.

Lin Lingqing was so stunned by them, she was dizzy and speechless for a moment, and this was the first time she seriously looked at the group of people kneeling behind Chai E.

There are old and young faces in those faces, with weak and strong cultivation bases. In fact, if you look closely, they will look very messy.But without exception, they all had excited flushed cheeks and almost crazy eyes full of awe and surrender, and some of them even burst into tears.

For a moment, for some unknown reason, Lin Lingqing actually saw the shadows of the mortal Yin Physiques of the Xuyun Outer Sect on these monks.

And when Chai E raised her head again, tears had already flowed down her face.

He ruthlessly restrained his sobs, but his voice became hoarse even more: "...separated from Snow Bone City, Your Majesty is still well."

Lin Lingqing raised his forehead: "Don't cry. I'm fine, fine."

Chai E got up and clapped her hands.Four pretty female demon cultivators came out from behind, each holding a gold plate with clothes and crowns on it.

Chai E personally took the crown of the Xuanyin Panlong Emperor, bowed her head and said, "Please change your clothes, Your Majesty."

...No, this is going too far.

The devil doesn't want to enter a city and have to change clothes in public.

Lin Lingqing glanced behind helplessly, and Gu Wenxiang was standing in the distance with nothing to do with him, looking like an old god.

When she regained her senses, the long black gauze curtains had been torn apart by the beautiful maids in front of her eyes.Only Chai E knelt in front of him and said stubbornly, "Please allow Zibat to change clothes for you and enter the city."

Lin Lingqing waved his hand and smiled casually: "No need, look at the mess you made, it's so wasteful. In my previous life, I thought you were wasteful. If you don't change it, forget it, and you're still here to provoke me?"

Chai E froze for a moment.

He suddenly raised his head to look at Lin Lingqing.It seemed that it was at this moment that he finally dared to look carefully at the person in front of him.

Lin Lingqing turned to look at Snow Bone City, and said sadly: "I came back to Yinyuan, and I didn't intend to be king or emperor. How did you build the city?"

Chai E said softly: "Then your lord is...?"

Lin Lingqing said: "I just have some other business, and I just heard that you are here again, and I thought I would come to see you."

Chai E's shoulders trembled.

With red eyes choked with sobs, he said: "...Your Majesty, your demeanor has not changed."

Lin Lingqing smiled quietly: "What should I change? What do you think I will change?"

Chai E hurriedly wiped away her tears, shook her head again and again and said, "No, no, it's the purple bat who has a small heart."

Lin Lingqing said: "The lonely family is very tired after traveling all the way, and the left guard is almost enough, right? Let me go in and sleep soon."

Chai E's tears flowed out again.

The style has not changed, the style has not changed——

Their lord is actually still the same as in the previous life.

After two breaths, the black gauze curtain was pulled down to both sides.Lin Lingqing was still in his white robe and white clothes, and walked out of it calmly.

Chai E followed behind him half a step to the left, raised her hand, and shouted, "Open the city gate! You bony minions, welcome you to enter the city!"

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Lizhou, Zhisong Academy.

At the end of the pine forest path under the academy, Yuan Ziyi, a scholar of the academy, stared blankly at Suzhou in the Golden Osmanthus Palace and the golden-clothed monks who came down from the boat one by one.

He shouldn't have been so rude; as one of the best disciples of the younger generation in the Academy, he couldn't have been so rude.

The reason why he lost his composure was because Yuan Ziyi saw an acquaintance among the distinguished guests from Jingui Palace.

It was a very young and handsome monk with profound features and a slender figure. His long black hair was loosely tied behind his head, a little casual and unrestrained.

He was half leaning on the side of the millet boat, wearing a dark gold robe and a waistband of osmanthus flowers, and he was dressed in the same way as other monks of the Golden Osmanthus Palace.But the edge and aggression that can't be hidden all over his body are far from what ordinary Jingui Palace disciples can have.

The handsome monk seemed to be deep in thought, when he raised his head as if aware of it, his gaze met Yuan Ziyi's surprised gaze.

So, he pushed away his sharp and aggressive eyes, and showed a half-joking smile: "Yuan Xianchang, long time no see, are you all right?"

"Fang Zhiyuan from Jingui Palace dares to pay a visit to the Academy."

——Volume [-]. End.