Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

Liuhuazhou, Bustling South Street, Sishichun Pavilion.

In the early morning, it was time for the Four Seasons Pavilion to see off guests.A group of young masters, ladies and elders, all with satiated expressions, recalled the beauty of last night like flowers and moons, stepped on red blankets and stepped out of the gate.

For the first time, Chun Juan, the proprietress of the Four Seasons Spring Pavilion, and the beauty in red with a water snake waist and a cigarette gun are not among the guests.

"Yu Tong'er, you can't do it like this..."

In the quiet side pavilion, there is a very faint fragrance of pure heart, and the shadows of plants, trees and flowers outside are swaying with the wind, casting on the paper window.

The luthier in blue had his eyes covered with silk cloth.He bent over and soaked his trembling fingers in ice water.

Fairy Chunjuan frowned pitifully and worriedly, clutching the handkerchief and said: "If you go on like this, you will be exhausted..."

"Don't look at the brothers and sisters in our restaurant who are also working hard to practice skills. It's for eating. You, you have become a fairy, why are you working so hard?"

Xun Mingsi turned his head and smiled warmly, the aquamarine on his earlobe swayed gracefully: "Mom, I know it well."

His qin was erected by the wall, and several veils were stained with thin blood lines, apparently from wiping the blood-stained strings.

He put a cloth over his eyes to seal his vision.This is a method that only Le Xiu who goes to extremes will use.

"..."

Chunjuan sighed, closed the door silently and turned out.

Xun Mingsi took a towel and wiped off his red fingers, then turned back and held the bird in his arms, placed it on the piano case, and pressed his fingers again.

It was at this moment that he heard a cry.

...beep.

It seems like ice beads falling in an ancient well, or like jade shattered on porcelain, so clear and far away, it seems to pass through people's ears and penetrate into people's hearts.

"Ok?"

Xun Mingsi's heart moved slightly, he had never heard such a clear singing.

The blue-clothed luthier hurriedly played the piano, while taking off the silk cloth from his eyes, he got up and opened the window to have a look.

In the faint morning light on the window sill, there was a vermilion golden bird lying on its stomach.The body is only the size of a palm, with long tail feathers, but it is in the form of a translucent soul condensate.

It tilted its head, paws on the wooden window eaves, and "chirped" again.As soon as the sun shines, you can see colorful light spots beating lightly on the wings.

Xun Mingsi raised his hand to block the light, looking at the soul bird in surprise.Judging from the breath alone, it shouldn't be some kind of evil spirit... But why is there a soul demon that has lost its body flying here?

The luthier chuckled and said, "Where did you come from? How come there is only such a little soul left?"

The bird didn't answer, but flapped its wings gracefully.The soul fluctuating in it is strong and weak, and it is in danger of dissipating at any time.

Xun Ming thought about it, but he couldn't bear it.He turned around and picked up Que Ting, and leaned out the window: "...This fairy piano is called Que Ting. I once wanted to find a bird demon with a melodious singing voice to be its spirit, but I have never met Qingyin. You... If you don't mind..."

The little soul bird seemed to understand the human language, and took a deep look at the luthier.

For some reason, it hardly hesitated, but as if waiting for Xun Mingsi to say this, it spread its wings and plunged into the sparrow listening to the piano.

In an instant, a flame-like red glow flowed over the piano.Under Xun Mingsi's astonished gaze, the place where the name of the fairy qin was engraved turned into a faint scorched black, as if it had been burned by a real flame, and even the word "que Ting" was erased.

The luthier's beautiful fingers wiped it, and fine ash fell silently.After the ashes were wiped clean, what remained were two new words.

——Feng Ting.

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The barren continent of the Western Regions, the border of the monster race.

"Brother, look over there."

Fang Zhiyuan looked down from Jinlong's back, and he held Lin Lingqing's shoulder with one hand, "What did I say, he is a monk from Jingui Palace."

Lin Lingqing followed his gaze.

I saw the gray and white flowing clouds gradually parting to the two sides, and with the rumbling sound, twenty or thirty huge golden osmanthus palace millet boats appeared in the field of vision.

The body of the boat was covered with iron armor, engraved with the golden osmanthus blazing sun totem, and slender iron wings extended from both sides, and each piece of iron armor was polished to shine.

Su Zhou travels through the clouds, mighty and mighty, but looks like one body.Just like a sharp flying sword, it carries a murderous aura from east to west, extremely powerful.

Fang Zhiyuan said: "That is the millet boat used by the Jingui Palace. Each boat is equipped with three nine-rotating real fire cannons. Once fired, it will have the power of a nascent infant."

Lin Lingqing asked interestingly: "How does it compare to Song Wu's millet boat?"

Fang Zhiyuan said with a low smile: "That millet boat? Its firepower should still be inferior to that of the group in front of you. If we talk about defense, it was made by Master who cut down the old Shenmu and called Song Wuzao. I don't know how hard it is..."

Lin Lingqing hugged Yu Hongtang who was sleeping on his lap, and he looked into the distance: "It's almost there."

The two had a good understanding, Fang Zhiyuan stood up, and said to Xiao Jinlong: "Senior Brother and I will go down to see the situation first. Xiaolong, watch this girl and wait for us to come back."

Ao Zhao responded.Lin Lingqing put Yu Hongtang down, exchanged a glance with Fang Zhiyuan, and they both rode away in the air.

They were far away parallel to the Su Zhou in the Jingui Palace, and seeing that there were many monks on the Su Zhou, waiting in full force, they thought it would be a waste of time to report to them, so they also gave up on saying hello to Lukuifu.

The two figures surpassed Su Zhou in this way and descended rapidly, already extremely approaching the border of Senluo Stone Palace.

A touch of blood brushed the tip of his nose, and Lin Lingqing suddenly jumped ominously: "Not good."

From here, you can't see the highest palace roof of Senluo Stone Palace, but wisps of gunpowder smoke disperse with the wind, which makes people feel a heavy sense of uneasiness.

When I got closer, I saw a group of monster beasts entrenched in the distance, as if frozen, neither moving forward nor retreating.

Fang Zhiyuan looked cold: "Something's wrong...the Senluo Stone Palace has been breached, why didn't they evacuate!?"

Lin Lingqing said, "Let's go."

The two fell quickly, the clouds were completely left behind, and thousands of dust were swept up by the strong wind, and the scene on the earth was finally clearly exposed to the eyes.

The sky is dark, the sun and the moon have no light.

The main entrance of Senluo Stone Palace has collapsed.

Most of the giant gate was cracked, the collapsed tiles, collapsed stone pillars overlapped with dusty Lingzhu stones, and there was black smoke everywhere among the broken walls.

The giant statue of Senluo Demon God, which was supposed to be enshrined high, also fell in the dust and mud, and its body was broken into three parts.

Its head rolled far away, and its god-like face was splashed with blood and huge cracks extended; the pair of gem-studded eyes witnessed this fierce battle ferociously.

What is fighting here is nothing but the sword.

The vast surface is full of cracks, and the soil in the Western Regions is very heavy, dark yellow, very hard, as if it has been deposited for too long.

But the sword qi cut deep ravines on the loess, the crevices were enough to insert a leg.Blood flowed in it.

Those harder rocks were also broken by the sword, and there were piles of corpses of monsters on them, and occasionally there were bone limbs of bone beasts and one or two corpses of Sen Luo's disciples, like mountains.

The sky and the earth seemed to be covered with a faint layer of blood.

This is the river of blood and the mountain of corpses.

At the end of the mountain of corpses in the blood river, the sword was stuck.

This sword seems to be the only thing left in the world.

Then, gradually, a hand emerged on the hilt of the sword; then an arm connected to the wrist, and a solid shoulder; finally, a half-kneeling figure appeared behind the sword, appearing on the The dead silence between heaven and earth.

That person didn't appear here suddenly, that person seemed to have been here for a long time.

It's just that no matter who comes, the first thing to see is his sword, and then his people.

Lin Lingqing said in a daze: "...Ye Jianshen."

In front of the remnant gate of Senluo Stone Hall, stands the last barrier here.

This sword is called Longhong, it has no scabbard, it is pitch black, and it is ingenious and ineffective.It is the only sword in the life of Sword God Ye Fu.

Senluo Stone Palace has long been broken.

It was Ye Fu who wielded his sword alone and guarded the gate of the palace for three whole days.

It was the blood energy of the sword god who laid down millions of corpses with one sword, which deterred this once-in-a-thousand-year monster tide; The extreme method suppressed tens of thousands of manic spirits.

Led by the golden boy Shentu Linchun and the jade witch Mi, all the elders and disciples of the Senluo Stone Palace were blocked by Ye Fu.

It was only then that Lin Lingqing saw that what was painted on the ground was a huge Heavenly Origin Shifting Array.The people in the back pressed their palms to the ground, trying their best to send the spiritual energy in their bodies to Ye Fu.

In this way, they can only do a little bit for the enemies they have hated to the bone for decades, and for the benefactors who have protected them with flesh and blood in the past few days.

Many people's eyes were red, many people's faces were tear-stained, and many people had knelt on their knees for an unknown how long.

It is said that Sen Luo's disciples have always only kneeled down to the gods they believe in.But at this time, no one spoke out to scold those kneeling, and there was a heavy silence behind Sen Luo's broken gate.

Also silent were the monks from Snowbone City, their gazes looking at Ye Fu lacked the complexity of Sen Luo's disciples, and were more pure shock and admiration.

It was Chai E who first noticed the person coming from Tianbian, and said, "It's Your Majesty, Your Majesty is here."

Lin Lingqing landed at the gate of the stone hall, looking at Ye Fu's blood-covered figure, he felt a sudden pain in his heart, with mixed feelings.

If the time went back more than thirty years ago, it was at the gate of this stone palace... Ye Fuhui hugged Wu Miao, stepped on the Dragon Rainbow Sword, laughed and opened the gate of this magnificent palace, and walked out.

That year, under the thunder calamity, all the destructive rays of light shone on his figure.How young and handsome Ye Fu was back then, how upright and reckless his brows were, and how reckless his expression was.

He took away the jade witch Miao in the siege of the gods and elders, he broke through the situation in the long night battle, he cut the sky and thunder with his sword and became a half-immortal, and he broke through the air with hatred eyes and furious insults from the Senluo Stone Palace all the way. , the lingering sound of laughter lasted for a long time.

With the long sword in hand, the beauty is in his arms.

Carefree in the heart, arrogant in the bone.

If it wasn't for Wu Miao's subsequent disappearance, this arrogant sword god wouldn't have become obsessed with suffering, and spent more than [-] days and nights.

He shouldn't have been.

Even Lin Lingqing would be ashamed of Ye Fu's talent and savvy in the way of swordsmanship.However, this unborn genius used the 30 years of his prosperity to break through mountains and rivers and beg Lin Wenhai.

Looking for his lost wife, looking for his daughter who can no longer remember her immature appearance, until he has exhausted his efforts and exhausted his pride, he still holds the trace of love root to search, search, search.

Just like Longhong is a sword without sheath.

Without the sheath of the sword, he lost half of his body.

Ye Fu lost his wife and daughter, so he became like this.

The loud bang behind him brought back Lin Lingqing's thoughts.The golden osmanthus palace's millet boats landed one by one, Fang Zhiyuan had already turned his head and shouted sharply: "Medical repair!!"

Lin Lingqing rushed forward: "Don't wait for them, I'll come. The surrounding area is too deadly and murderous, let's send Ye Fu in first."

Ye Fu stood up slowly, covered in blood, he couldn't tell how much belonged to him and how much belonged to the monster.

His face was ashen, but there was clearly a very relaxed, relieved and happy expression on his face.

He waved at the two of them: "No need."

Lin Lingqing said: "Ye Jianshen, you are seriously injured."

Ye Fu grinned at the corner of his mouth and said calmly, "Miao Yunu lost me back then because the Stone Palace sent people to chase after me. I swore that I would never set foot in Senluo Stone Palace in this life."

After all, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Lin Lingqing called him from behind: "Ye Jianshen!"

Ye Fu raised his hand, and the blood smeared down from his sleeve, "That's right. Lin Mojun, don't scold that little demon boy Shentu when you go back. It has nothing to do with the people in Senluo Stone Palace. I insist on not wanting to leave."

When he looked up, his eyes were blurred for a moment, and he murmured: "This is Miao Yunu's home."

Lin Lingqing said coldly: "Ye Fu!"

Ye Fu let out a long laugh, and hugged his Dragon Rainbow Sword into his arms, "Lord Lin Mo, Fang Xianshou, we are destined to meet again. This time, you owe me a favor, and I will write it down to my useless daughter." .”

He walked away.

Tick-tock behind him, a few drops of blood fell.

Fang Zhiyuan couldn't help scolding: "Fucking lunatic!"

Lin Lingqing rolled his eyes and went over with the knife: "You still have the face to say that others don't want their lives?... Ye Fu is too badly injured, I'll chase him back."

Fang Zhiyuan held him back: "Lu Kuifu has arrived, and Chai E and others are also in the Senluo Stone Palace. You should stay and meet the little demon boy and your subordinates. I will go after Ye Fu."

"Alright," Lin Lingqing untied his Qiankun bag and stuffed it into Fang Zhiyuan's hands, saying concisely, "There are pills in it, you should go and come back early."

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at the same time.

A little further to the east of Yinyuan, among the mountains at the entrance of Qilong Ridge, which was first stained with autumn.

A pitiful girl in green clothes was spinning around in the vast mountains.

"This... where is this..."

Ye Huaguo hugged the dodder, which was as slender as a willow leaf, and tears fell down.Her eyes were full of grievances, and she was shaking like a frightened little bastard.

——Senior Sister Ye, who hadn't been down Xuyun Peak alone for many years, finally had a glorious experience of getting lost on this day.

"Wuuuu, senior brother... help me..."

Ye Si was crying and groping, she didn't know how long she had been going around, her mind was already a mess.

Not to mention the deserted mountains, there are strange birds flying overhead from time to time, or the howling of beasts in the distance, which always startled her. Now she has been exhausted, but she is still looking for Not the way to come.

Suddenly, Ye Huaguo's panicked eyes stopped somewhere in front of him, and he saw the blade of grass in front of him, but it should be dark green in color, but there was a little bit of dark red for no reason, extending to the shadow.

"Ok?"

Ye Huaguo was dizzy, saw the red falling on the leaf, and wondered if it was some rare medicinal herb, so she bent over and reached out to touch the red color, which was fainted.

She tilted her head and blinked, stared at the red marks on her fingers for a few breaths, and sniffed again... her delicate face froze immediately, and then twisted.

"Ah! Blood blood blood blood blood!!"

With a flutter, a group of birds were startled and flew away from the branches.

Ye Si was out of his wits, jumping three feet high screaming in horror.She took three or four steps back with a swipe, tears welling up in her eyes, holding the dodder with both hands: "Who! Who is there!? Get out, get out!"

At the end of the bloodstain, the tree shadows overlapped, without any sound.Ye Huaguo became more and more frightened, and finally couldn't hold her breath anymore, crying and crying: "Forget it, you still don't come out, woo woo woo..."

Still no movement.

Ye Huaguo was in a dilemma, and whispered, "Okay, is there anyone...?"

She hesitated for a long time before mustering the courage to stand on tiptoe.Using the dodder to part first the vines and then the broken leaves, carefully turn the bush...

I saw a middle-aged man covered in blood, leaning against the shade of a big tree, holding an unsheathed black sword in his arms.

The long hair was messy covering the man's face, only the light green stubble on the thin chin and a line of deep red dripping from the corner of his lips could be seen.

Ye Huaguo's face turned pale with shock, and she didn't know what to do for a moment.The instinct of a doctor made her want to rush over to save someone, but this person was obviously fighting hard, full of blood, I don't know if it is evil or not.

In this kind of barren mountain where there is no human habitation, if she accidentally saves a wicked person who will avenge her kindness, she has nowhere to cry.

Ye Huaguo moved over slowly, and whispered, "This...uncle."

She shook her head vigorously, remembering to use her honorific title, "No, no, this fairy elder! You, you wake up..."

Ye Huaguo carefully stretched out her hand, wanting to pat the man's face.But before she touched it, the man's hand suddenly lifted up, and clasped the girl's slender wrist tightly!

Ye Huaguo exclaimed in fright: "Ah!"

The man raised his head very slowly, and a few blood-stained hairs shook, revealing a pair of eyes that were opening with difficulty.

The depths of those eyes were dull, as if a desolate rain had fallen, but it vaguely reflected the appearance of Ye Huaguo.

The delicate and kind girl bent over and leaned over, her eyebrows were like smoke and her eyes were like water, she first showed her face in surprise, but then she couldn't hide her nervousness: "Are you awake?"

Ye Fu just looked at the girl in front of him quietly, his eyes were fixed, without blinking.

After a long time, his chapped lips moved and he made an extremely hoarse voice: "Miao... Jade Girl..."

Ye Huaguo panicked, "What?"

Ye Fu closed his eyes tiredly, and murmured, "My wife, A Miao..."

Ye Huaguo was too frightened to speak, she stood there in a somewhat funny posture, staring blankly at the strange strange man in front of her and the strange sword without its sheath in his arms.

At that time, suddenly the singing of birds stopped, and the singing of animals was harvested. Only the autumn insects sang softly under the yellowing leaves of grass.The sun above the head passes through the thick shade, making the mottled green shadows more intoxicating.

As if it was a good-natured joke of fate, this pair of father and daughter who have been separated for many years is being gently wrapped in it.