Sanxian is also a fairy

This feeling was more like being manipulated by someone, Song Heng shuddered, Yuan Lie first noticed that something was wrong with Song Heng, and then touched his hand, it was completely cold.

"What happened?" Yuan Lie asked in a low voice. Seeing Yuan Lie lowering his voice on purpose, Zhou Xing, who was walking in the front, deliberately distanced himself from them in order to show his position. Seeing that the other party wanted to avoid him, Yuan Lie relaxed. Overcome any scruples, "You are like this, you keep everything in your heart, the more you are like this, is it possible that you want to push me out?"

Yuan Lie's words were soft and gentle, like a breeze blowing on his face, which made Song Heng's restless heart calm down, "That's not the case, it's just that the more I think about it, the more impossible it becomes. If I'm not sure about myself, I'll tell you and hurt you." Follow me in vain to worry..."

Yuan Lie covered Song Heng's mouth with his hands, "You still don't believe me?"

"Song Heng, I can be your reliance."

This sentence is worth a thousand words, Zhou Xing on the side couldn't see the two being intimate, he turned his head and kicked the stone with his foot, but he didn't know what he kicked, his toe hurt from the kick.

Zhou Xing hugged his feet and cursed. Song Heng came to check on his injury when he heard the movement, and Yuan Lie went to find out what hurt Zhou Xing.

That's how Yuan Lie discovered something hidden under the weeds, "Come and see, what is this?"

The small piece of weeds was completely removed by Yuan Lie, and then a symbol was revealed, which Yuan Lie didn't recognize, he just thought it was like a ghostly drawn talisman, very evil.

But Zhou Xing's cultivation of Taoism is the art of eliminating demons and defending Taoism, the symbol is not unfamiliar, it's just a bit vicious.

Zhou Xing found the same symbol according to the five elements and eight trigrams. Song Heng saw Zhou Xing's face was not good-looking, so he knew that he must know something serious.

"This is the ten thousand word blood curse."

Seeing his pale face, Yuan Lie said, "How is it? Very serious?"

"It's more than serious." Zhou Xing was silent for a moment, "I need to invite my master."

Song Heng had heard of the ten-thousand-character blood curse, but it was a forbidden law, but who could set up such a situation in the inner courtyard of the palace?

"This big project is probably the first one to propose the construction of Zhuxin Garden." Yuan Lie analyzed the situation according to the facts, "Now the quickest thing is to go to the emperor, just ask."

Song Heng thought it was reasonable, but Zhou Xing stopped him when he was about to leave. Yuan Lie said displeasedly, "If it's not because we are afraid that we will take away the credit of your Zhou family?"

Zhou Xing hesitated to speak, no matter what he considered in Song Heng's heart, he already regarded them as friends, on the one hand they were friends, on the other hand they were his own father.

It's hard to choose.

"Song Heng, if you regard me as a friend in your heart, you will believe me. This palace is no different from the world outside, and there are many people who cannot help themselves."

Seeing Zhou Xing gnashing his teeth, Song Heng was determined not to embarrass him, but Yuan Lie was different, he was already dissatisfied with Zhou Xing, "Why do you let us believe you, you are the son of the national teacher, you really think I don't know the country The teacher asked you to follow us to do what you want! If you have merit, you will take it, but if you have trouble, we will recite it!"

Yuan Lie was right.

Song Heng didn't want to get entangled in this matter. Since Yuan Lie knew that the national teacher was related to his father's being framed, he seemed to be calm on the surface, but in fact he had an opinion on Zhou Xing in his heart.

However, Song Heng knew that even if the national teacher was really related to the matter of General Yuan, Zhou Xing was Zhou Xing, Zhou Xing's father was Zhou Xing's father, and the two could not be compared.

"This matter can only be resolved by ourselves!" Zhou Xing was so anxious that he almost jumped, simply because he now knew that his identity was no longer Zhou Xing, a rascal in the market, but Zhou Xing, the son of the national teacher.

"How to solve?"

Seeing that Song Heng really wanted to listen to Zhou Xing, Yuan Lie endured his displeasure, Zhou Xing pondered for a while and said, "I'll go ask my master about the ten thousand-character blood curse first, and then make a decision. "

Song Heng heard Yuan Lie say the word "cut", and was about to turn to look at him when the scene in front of him changed again.

It was still the same Zhuxin Palace where singing and dancing was peaceful, and there was only one person lying on the boat in the wine pool. Song Heng took a closer look and found that it was indeed Yuan Zhen.

Of course, judging by time, he couldn't be here.

Sure enough, it's just an illusion!

Song Heng thought so and closed his eyes, intending to use his mind to break the illusion, meditation formula, break!

But Song Heng is still in Zhuxin Garden.

Just when he was wondering, someone patted him on the shoulder. He turned his head, and it was Yuan Zhen who was squinting and smiling. Song Heng took two steps back instinctively, "Yuan, Yuan Zhen?"

"Long time no see, Song Hengxian."

The voice and appearance were indeed Yuan Zhen herself, but Song Heng always felt that something was wrong.

right!correct!How did Yuanzhen know that he was Song Hengxian!

Before Song Heng raised an objection, Yuan Zhen smiled and raised the sword that had been conjured up in her hand for no reason, "Don't remember? I once compared swords with your good friend!"

The appearance of the demon king immediately appeared in Song Heng's mind. He was about to shout but was covered by the palm of the demon king's mouth and nose, "Ha, remember?"

Yuan Zhen whispered softly next to Song Heng's ear: "I was besieged and killed by the four heavenly kings that day. If I hadn't blown up to death, how could I have escaped? You moved the heart of silhouette at that time, but I I know."

Song Heng thought it was just an illusion, but the so-called illusion, everything is nothingness, as long as you think it is fake, it will not be true.

But Yuan Zhen was able to touch him physically, which made Song Heng a little panicked. What does the demon king want to do, and why does he show others the image of Yuan Zhen?

Yuan Zhen listened to Song Heng's little thoughts verbatim. He pursed his lips and looked like he was playing with people. Song Heng didn't like his appearance. He was once defeated by the demon king, whether it was spells or Martial power is no match for the Demon King.

He became his demon.

Song Heng had already given the Purple Star Sword to Yuan Lie. At this time, he only took an iron sword and fought hard to separate the distance between the two, "I don't care who you are, don't try to seduce me again!" Enchanted!"

Seeing his serious expression, Yuan Zhen couldn't help laughing, "I'm not your demon, your demon is..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a man standing beside Yuan Zhen. The man's appearance was vague, but his voice was so tone that Song Heng did not dare to forget.

"Song Hengxian, do you remember me?"

"If you hadn't told me to fight the demon king that day, I would still be happy in the temple on earth right now."

Song Heng's hand holding the sword increased some strength, and he tried his best not to look guilty.

"You pushed everything to me in the Tongming Palace, causing me to be tortured in the world!"

"God Lord..."

Song Heng was going to defend himself, but before he could finish speaking, Erlang God Yang Jian stabbed Song Heng with his saber.

The knife pierced Song Heng's heart without hesitation. Even if it was just an illusion, Song Heng felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Yuan Zhen smiled, if he didn't know that he was the incarnation of the demon king, he would be attracted by this smile, Yuan Zhen said: "You still think this is an illusion?"

Song Heng was speechless, his heart was beating non-stop, and there was a voice circling in his head, it was Yuan Lie.

Song Heng was like a drowning person being pulled ashore, he panted heavily, and the people around him breathed a sigh of relief, "Song Heng!"

Before Song Heng could get out of the illusion completely, Yuan Lie hugged him, "Song Heng, you scared me to death."

Yuan Lie's anxious appearance made Song Heng's heart soften, but before the two of them confessed their love to each other, Zong Xingjun on the side said in dismay: "Song Heng, your cultivation level is not shallow, how come you got caught repeatedly."

Seeing Zong Xingjun's next term, Song Heng's face immediately became joyful, "Xingjun, are you here to help?"

Zong Xingjun took a step back. He originally wanted to get rid of the relationship, but he knew in his heart that he had already been entangled with Song Heng and the others. He sighed slightly, flicked his sleeves, and made a relationship between the two of them alone. enchantment.

"Is there something going on in Nine Heavens?"

"We'll discuss this matter later." Zong Xingjun watched Song Heng's face from head to toe carefully, "Song Heng, do you have something to hide from me?"

Song Heng's embarrassment seemed to be seen through all his thoughts, Zong Xingjun frowned, "You still don't believe me? You are possessed."

"Xingjun." Only in Jiuchongtian did Song Heng call him that, "The demon king is not dead, he is now using Yuan Zhen's body, this Zhuxinyuan may be setting a trap to catch me."

Zong Xingjun was silent for a while, "No wonder even the land master couldn't find him."

"There is also Erlang Shenjun," Song Heng thought for a while, "Do you know where he joined?"

Zong Xingjun shook his head, "The gods have gone down to earth to endure calamities, and my fate is not on my side."

"He has been thinking about me being a turtle with a shrunken head in the Tongming Palace." Song Heng pursed his lips, thinking about the appearance of Yang Jian gnashing his teeth in the illusion, "I was really scared that day. The gods are different, the Jade Emperor is his uncle, not to mention that in the end he is just going through calamities in the world."

Zong Xingjun heard that Song Heng felt uneasy, and he didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only say: "Things happen all the time, and you are so regretful now that you let the demon king take advantage of it."

Song Heng was silent, Zong Xingjun said again: "In addition to reminding you next time, I have one more thing to tell you."

"What's the matter?"

"The heavenly book containing the fate of the immortals has been stolen."

Song Heng was taken aback, and asked, "How did it get stolen?"

Zong Xingjun shook his head, "But you reminded me, since the demon king can be killed by blowing up, there may be spies out of Jiuchongtian."

"You mean..."

Zong Xingjun nodded, "I just don't know what the demon king's plan is, now you need to go back to Jiuchongtian with me and report this matter to the Jade Emperor."

"But……"

"If the demon king exists in the human world, it will be a catastrophe for the human world." Zong Xingjun has never been so serious, "Song Heng, the love between children and daughters..."

"Mr. Xing, you misunderstood," Song Heng sighed, "I promised Yuan Lie that he would be rehabilitated for him. I am afraid that after going to Jiuchongtian this time, he may not know when he will be able to go down to the lower realm. I hope that Mr. Xing can take care of me in the past. "

Although Zong Xingjun couldn't understand what Song Heng meant, but the situation was urgent, he had no choice but to respond indiscriminately, "You can't get rid of Yuan Lie in anything."

Song Heng thanked, "Just wait for me to say goodbye to Yuan Lie."

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