Xu Fu

Dao himself guessed a little bit, those rumors rushed from his mind, all turned into favorable words at the moment: "Youming, did Master Xun do something?"

"Shut up." Hearing what he said, You Ming was straightforward, but the unsteady tone of his voice revealed his thoughts on this matter.

"Youming!" Seeing how determined he was, Shuma couldn't help but said, "Could it be that you've never heard of Master Xun's past?"

You Ming also looked away guiltily, avoiding the other party's forceful questioning.What Shu Ma said was exactly what he said, he never tried to understand what Su Ziku was like in the past, and he never felt the need.What he knew was his feelings for Su Ziku, and what he wanted to confirm was the other party's feelings for him.Now listening to Shuma's question, I feel as if I have opened my mouth, and the ominous omen is leaking in my heart bit by bit.

"Su Ziku, the master of Xunsi, has feelings but no heart, don't you know?!" Shuma raised his voice.He couldn't bear it, from the very beginning when he saw You Ming and Su Ziku walking together, he felt unwilling and sad, but after he deliberately inquired about each other's whole story from the folks, this lament turned into a kind of anger.

"What's the meaning."

Shu Ma panted, tried to calm the ups and downs in his tone, and tried his best to express what he heard and believed: "Master Xun Ziku is romantic and passionate. He has played with so many things for hundreds of years. People, but there are still countless willing people... Have you heard those hypocritical sweet words he said? Don't be teased by him!"

These are all fake?You Ming was at a loss, his simple mind couldn't accommodate so many right and wrong, but he kept all the things Su Ziku had said to him in his heart.If these are all false, where do we start?Su Ziku took him into Xunsi with great effort, and spent several days. If there is no friendship, is it just asking for trouble?

Thinking of this, he shook his head subconsciously, but became more and more at a loss. The question made a bend in his heart, and he didn't know where it would go.

"You Ming?!" Seeing him shaking his head, Shuma was not only shocked, "Don't you understand? That guy has no heart at all!"

"what about me."

You Ming's words made Shuma stand still: "What?"

"Do I have a heart?"

[Heart of stone is heartless. ]

This sentence was slowly said from Xing Qie Zhou's mouth in a teasing tone, neither serious nor serious.

"You have...you have..." Zhu Ma resisted the weakness of choking, gritted his teeth, wiped away the inarticulateness that should have been caused by crying, and brewed those words in his heart over and over again before telling them out.

"Don't cry." You Ming put his hands on his shoulders, just like the action called comfort in the world, watching him open his mouth: "Don't cry."

"After you saw him...you have a heart..." Shuma reluctantly said these words patiently, but couldn't stop the tears from continuing to flow. He suddenly pulled You Ming into his arms, tightly hold.

Never before had such intimate movements with Shu Ma made You Ming break free subconsciously, but was restrained by the other party's hazy and deep crying.Shu Ma just hugged him like this, without saying a word, nothing else, he waited for this hug for too long, until the most sad and desperate moment, he finally got it.

"Shuma, I'm going to Mufu." You Ming lowered his head, expressionless.

****

When he opened his eyes, Yan Wulie wondered if he was still alive, or had become an undead.He exerted his strength suddenly, trying to get up, but found that his dantian seemed to be blocked by a strong external force, and he couldn't use any magic power at all.

"you're awake."

Yan Wulie looked along the voice, in the cloudy and misty mid-air, there was a man in a gray robe suspended.

Yan Wulie didn't speak, just looked at the other party through the smoke, waiting for the latter to open his mouth.He looked at the place where the clouds and mists were flying, winding like a fairyland, which reminded him of the Jinlu Terrace in Daisi, where he and Shen Yucong wrote poems and painted, and right now, what he was most worried about was the safety of the other party.

"If you come, you will be safe." The man said unhurriedly, took a deep breath of the pipe, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Your Excellency is also a smart person, so you should know what I want to ask." Yan Wulie could smell the smoke wafting from Ruo's dome, it was desolate and gloomy, as if it was tobacco that had been deposited for tens of thousands of years.

The man smiled, put away the pipe beside him, bowed lightly and said: "Xia Tangchen, this place is called Yunyu."

"Where is Yucong?"

"Qing Xingdeng only brought you back, no one else."

Qing Xingdeng——Yan Wulie clenched his fists when he thought of this. It was the appearance of this ghost that turned into Shen Yucong that caught him. Even if he later found out that it was a false illusion, he couldn't touch Shen Yucong's face. Seven inches means.

"Your purpose."

The man raised his eyebrows: "It's about the affairs of the immortals and demons, come with me."

Yan Wulie paused, the one who caught him was one of the hundred ghosts, but what this man mentioned was the two races of immortals and demons, it seems that the connection between the two races of devils is really deep.

Being taken to an unknown realm, the sight that caught Yan Wulie's eyes made him really feel that he should be in a dream at this moment.

The huge black wings are the sacred relic of the devil in ancient legends, and they can be opened enough to cover all the rays of the sun, obliterating all the light and hope.If you look carefully, you can see that the feathers are so thin and small that they are woven into a huge net.

The black wings belonged to the man sitting on the cloud seat, also wearing a gray robe, plus a black cloak, gray-blue hair that grew to the ground, and black boots with slightly raised toes. The ancient shoe style nearly a thousand years ago.

"Yan Wulie." The man called his name, as if to confirm.

With the bottom line in his mind, Yan Wulie unfolded his first smile after waking up, even if it was just to deal with it: "Sir, is it easy?"

"That's right." Xing Qiezhou put the puppet aside, "I just want to know, what is the plan of the immortal clan?"

"The magic book must be destroyed, and the magic skills must be abolished."

Xing Qiezhou squinted his eyes: "It's nerve-wracking, then I'm afraid you will have to stay for a year of the monkey."

Yan Wulie's expression turned cold: "What do you mean?"

Xing Qiezhou got up from the cloud seat, and his slow movements made Yan Wulie realize that he was still injured.I saw him lightly waving the black wings, and flew close to Yan Wulie: "You can leave after I kill Shu."

Yan Wulie frowned, as he had guessed, this place is an underground organization of two clans of devils opposing Shu's rule - "Jishe", no wonder they bought Qingxingdeng, one of the hundred ghosts.

"Are you sure to use magic skills to take revenge?"

"This is the fastest way, there is nothing else." Xing Qiezhou shrugged and raised his eyebrows: "Since you have come in, you can't go out casually. If you encounter other immortals, it will be troublesome."

Yan Wulie was silent for a moment, and then said something that seemed irrelevant: "When you met my brother back then, you were chased and killed by Shu."

Xing and Zhou's body paused imperceptibly, and the bottom of Rouge's eyes seemed to turn bright red: "What did you say?"

"According to what you said, you were Shu's loyal subordinate back then and escaped from Shu's pursuit, while Shi, the son of the Seven Kings Si, was killed. According to you, you personally received the spirit body of Shu, and then fled in distress. Because of the urgent need for shelter, in desperation, I can only condescend to a stubborn rock." Yan Wulie paused every word, and narrated what Se Jian told him, which was exactly the same as Xingjue Zhouyuan's words, "However, I When my brother saw you, your left eye was seriously injured, you lost consciousness from the pain, and you didn't have anything on you, so where is the stubborn stone?"

"Who is your brother?" Xing Qiezhou's pale lips trembled, and his eyelashes trembled with the constant blinking, which was extremely fragile on that white to transparent face.

"Li Sizhu, the color gradually fades, and the name of the baby is the sound of the moon."

"The color gradually, the sound of the moon..." Xing and Zhou murmured, his shocked pupils trembled faintly, faintly aching, faintly mad, the young man in red was rebellious and domineering back then, saving him between life and death, it turned out that this The name is also so poetic and picturesque, which is the true color of the wandering son.

"Mr. Xingqiuzhou hasn't answered my question yet." Yan Wulie saw that he hadn't regained consciousness for a long time, so he had no choice but to speak.

Xing Qiezhou stared at him, trembling his bloodless lips: "It's all about this, don't you understand?"

"...You are the murderer."

"That's right," Xingjuzhou suddenly laughed out loud.

"Let me say a word" Yan Wulie said bluntly, anyway, he has no spiritual power at the moment, being killed is like crushing an ant, it is better to smash the pot, hold on to the only bargaining chip, and find a chance of survival, "The current situation is very important. It is impossible to get rid of Shu, and if your injury is left untreated, there will be endless troubles, you should be most aware of this."

"I don't know why." Xingjuzhou continued to smile, as if He didn't listen to it, but he listened to everything.These days, he has been using the only half of the broken mirror left to heal his injuries. If this continues, he may not be able to sustain it. In the long run, he may not be able to make ends meet.

"Since this is the case, it is better to destroy the magic book and discard the magic skills." Yan Wulie said slowly, with a strong word: "If you are afraid of Shu's pursuit, you can also hide in Lisi, and my brother will protect you."

Xing Qiezhou listened to Yan Wulie's words, his rouge eyes became blurred, and the scar on his left eye seemed to soften a little.He looked wandering, recalling the acquaintance almost a thousand years ago.

"If that's the case, the plan of revenge will fail, how can I explain to all my colleagues here." Tang Chen glanced at Yan Wulie, showing a sinister sign.

When Xing Qizhou saw this person, he felt a rare panic in his heart.The other party, as one of the important ministers of the society, was also a loyal minister of Si, but he never knew about his past.

"Zi'er," Tang Chen said, although he called it by a nickname, but his tone was ruthless: "Did you forget the good deeds Shu did at the beginning?