Xu Fu

Right: These three are all aimed at him and Shen Yucong, but they only defend and not attack You Ming.This obvious difference in treatment gave him a quick fix in his mind.

A sneer came to the corner of his mouth, and then turned into an expression of tenderness.And You Ming didn't notice it at all, how could he have thought that Su Ziku would be suspicious of him?

At this time, he was concentrating on the melee of the three guys, thinking that he should not continue to entangle here, the word altar somehow entered his mind, and subconsciously said: "Kingxin, go to the altar!"

When Su Ziku heard this, he nodded and urged Feng Xing to rush towards the altar.

Seeing some figures standing on the altar in the distance, there should be no doubt that there is a smear of darkness among them.

Su Ziku landed quietly behind the altar: "There is a special enchantment of the ghost race here, no wonder all ghosts dare not get close."

Before You Ming could answer, he heard a voice on the altar: "My lord, the ghosts are out of control, what should I do?" The voice was like a headless fly, weak and cowardly, and You Ming could tell it was Tuoba Wan.

After a brief silence, Shu's voice came in a low voice: "I have read the ancient books of the ghost clan, which said that the seven-star soul-locking array can seal off evil spirits."

"That's true," said Mu Li's voice, "but only Mr. Leng can arrange the seven-star soul-locking formation most delicately, and now..."

Su Ziku's heart moved when he heard that, it turned out that the seven-star soul-locking formation was created by Leng Yefu, so he couldn't help becoming a little interested in this person.

"How bad is Mr. Leng's injury?" Shu asked.

Next came Mu Hong's voice: "Although it is not life-threatening, it is really difficult to cast a spell to recast the seven-star lock soul..."

"Hong'er," Leng Yefu's voice sounded, without any sign of weakness from injury: "Let me try it as a teacher."

"Ye...Mr.?!" The title that Mu Hong slid to his lips sank into his throat again, and You Ming could hear him say in that suppressed voice; "Sir, don't force yourself, just in case..."

"It doesn't matter." Leng Yefu said, "I just ask the lord and the three palace masters to help me in case of accidents."

"I will naturally agree to Mr. Leng." Before Mu Hong could speak, Shu had already spoken in a firm and undeniable tone.

"Thanks...cough cough..."

"gentlemen!"

"...Thank you, my lord."

What followed was a dead silence, an unknown undercurrent, as if it was the moment before the door opened, waiting for the seven stars to lock the soul's decision to block the evil spirit.

Su Ziku looked back lightly, stood up quietly and slowly to look at the scene on the altar, and could vaguely see Leng Yefu in the center, his slender body wrapped in tooth-colored clothes like bamboo, firm but faintly Holding the judge's pen weakly, he pointed directly at the position of the Big Dipper.

When he saw such a scene, he felt faintly familiar. A nursery rhyme that had no clue but had been buried in his heart for a long time quietly surfaced, clearly in his ears:

Ziguang produces the Big Dipper, and Tianxuan is clear at four o'clock.

When spring comes, flowers leak the moon, and when summer goes, the grains are full of abundance.

Autumn frost loves the bird, winter plum snow is red.

The children's voice is loud, the thoughts are crisp in front of the door, the sun in the distant time flies through the grass and the warblers fly, and shines into the door of the wooden house.In a trance for a moment, Su Ziku didn't recover until Youming pulled it worriedly, and immediately returned to his original state.

"What's wrong up here?" You Ming asked unconsciously when he saw him just now.

Su Ziku returned to his usual indifferent appearance, and said with a smile: "It won't be long before this chaos will end."

You Ming was silent for a while, and asked, "Yan Wulie?"

Mentioning this person, Su Ziku also shook his head, with a solemn expression, and said in a low voice: "There is no news."

"Then..." You Ming looked worriedly at Shen Yucong who was in a coma.

"Yu Cong can't go back to Duisi anymore. He is still infected with a gu and has no spiritual power. Even if there is Ren Yun in Duisi, he will probably be put to death by Wang Chuan." Suzi said in a deep voice, his expression was that of Youming Uncommonly cold.

"Kingxin wanted to hide him in Xunsi, so that it would appear that neither of them had seen each other," Youming said.

"Good boy, smart." Su Ziku hooked his face with a smile and lightly kissed him on the nose: "If you can't find Yan Wulie tonight, you can only look for it later."

"But if they disappear, Se Jian and Wang Chuan will not let the ghost clan go." It is really hard for You Ming to imagine how Se Jian and Wang Chuan would act differently, not to mention that the two are deadly enemies.

"It doesn't matter, I'll let you talk about Yuesheng, and as for Wangchuan, just wait and see." Suzi said this, frowning slightly: "I'm worried about Yucong right now."

Youming's heart skipped a beat, and that annoying suspicion surged up again, making him extremely upset, like a ghost lingering, lingering, firmly occupying a position.

At this moment, the Big Dipper in the sky was spinning, and the joints of the seven stars emitted a dazzling light, indicating that the will-o'-the-wisps would disappear, wars would end, wars would be flattened, and everything would return to peace.

"Ziku..." At some point, Shen Yucong slowly opened his eyes.

"Yu Cong, the grievances of the ghosts suddenly exploded just now, and they have been calmed down now." Su Ziku didn't let go of the other's hand.

"Peace..." Shen Yucong murmured, and suddenly his face changed: "Wulie... Will Wulie be okay?" While talking, he struggled and forced Suziku to fall into his arms, and asked in a panic Naihe bridge ran to.

Su Ziku let him break free, but stared intently at the direction he was running away, and then calmly followed him slowly.

You Ming also wanted to go, but was called back by a familiar voice, looking back, it was Jin Yuan and his party.

"You Ming," Jin Yuan came to You Ming, and took a meaningful look at Su Ziku who had gone with Shen Yucong; "How, what is the spirit protection of a hundred ghosts?"

"But I got the spell of separating the soul from the flesh, but an accident happened before it was completed."

"They didn't expect it either?"

"Yeah." You Ming's mind is in a mess right now, and he doesn't know how to sort out the complicated things tonight.

Originally, in his simple world, he had never accommodated so many things.But everything seems to have been off track little by little since the moment Su Ziku appeared.

Seeing him expressionless and silent, Jin Yuan said, "Okay, you go and chase Xiao Ku."

Youming murmured a "hmm", then turned his head and walked towards Su Ziku's direction.

Jin Yuan heaved a sigh of relief and looked down at Dian Xuechen who was peacefully sleeping with closed eyes in his arms, couldn't help showing a gratified smile, and kissed Dian Xuechen's forehead.

"Sleepy... go back..." Dian Xuechen murmured dimly with his eyes closed.

"Is it Huiyuyang Palace or Luoxian Palace?" Jin Yuan chuckled and asked meaningfully.

"Luoxian... Palace..."

Jin Yuan laughed contentedly, he looked at Mo Shaohua: "Let's go back."

"Ah."

"By the way, Yu Ge, do you want to go home and see your father?" Jin Yuan suddenly said like gossip.

Yu Ge was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, he blinked and replied intelligently: "Daddy will come to see me."

"Yes." Jin Yuan nodded, looking like a child who can be taught.

One party can know what the other party thinks without words, and after reaching an agreement, they don't stay any longer, get up and fly to Xianyu Kansi.

The subdued night is like water, but from time to time there is a ripple on the surface, indicating that the turmoil is over, and the lingering smoke will continue.

Youming walked for a while, and all he could see was a fir tree that was obstructing him, and when he turned a corner, the scene came into his eyes——Shen Yucong seemed to lose all strength from running, and lay on the ground limply, with his thin back undulating slightly, as if he was holding back To burst into tears.

Su Ziku's movements were light, as if he didn't want to disturb the other party, he slowly knelt down in front of the other party, and lightly raised his hand to touch the other party's arm - You Ming couldn't see Shen Yucong's expression, but he could completely see Su Ziku's expression in his eyes, that As always, the warm smile, the deep eyes of withered leaves contain deep feelings - what is the love, what is it, what is it for, Xiao Ming doesn't understand at the moment.

I don't know how long it took, the two condensed into a painting among the black peony bushes, staying for a long time.

As for Youming, he felt as if his feet were nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move: the picture looked so beautiful that he couldn't bear to destroy it, even though it made him feel a little sore, a little blocked, and a little painful in his heart - but the words were so beautiful. It's such a self-deception, how can he feel such a small feeling at the moment?

"Don't sit here." Su Ziku's voice lingered in Youming's ears, and Shen Yucong seemed to be so exhausted that he had lost consciousness, and the black peony petals on Tubai's clothes were very vivid.

Suzi waved lightly with her dry hand, and in an instant, the black petals seemed to be dyed white, and they were purified.You Ming opened his eyes wide. He watched the small cluster of black peony flowers melt into the white snow and turn into pure and flawless white.

I saw Su Ziku holding his hand, lightly folded a white peony, handed it to Shen Yucong, and whispered: "The white peony is in Xunsi, containing purity, goodwill, hope, and matching with Yucong." He smiled firmly, as if All the changes tonight never happened: "Black is not suitable for Yucong."

When the words fell, he kissed Yin's face.

Youming's mind was blank, as if he had lost consciousness after being suffocated, he tremblingly groped for the withered black peony from his sleeve - he still remembered the look of Su Ziku pinning the flower on his head not long ago.

But he still lingered on, struggling before death, making fearless excuses and comforts, perhaps just by chance.

An unexpected movement of his footsteps disturbed the picture.Su Ziku looked back, saw him, his expression flashed a little surprise, and then quickly returned to calm.

Looking at each other silently.

That is an ancient phrase, the love and hatred of the world are full of love and hate, the world is endless, and the reason is still chaotic.

The phoenix rests, the nirvana is lost, and it falls down.

Stop at the dove, buried in the clear pond, boundless demonic obstacles.

【Kansi Luoxian Palace】

Child time has passed, cool rain and wind, little by little moon