The tyrant fell in love with his master again [Rebirth]

As early as the phantom appeared, Gong Qiqi fell into a sluggish state.

Originally, she watched Fu Hanzhang suffering in the formation from afar, filled with guilt and pity, and even couldn't help secretly complaining about the person who made him sacrifice so much.

But I never imagined that I could see such breathtaking beauty with my own eyes in this life.

It is clear that the person in front of her is just an illusory figure, but in her heart, she suddenly feels noble and inviolable.Like stardust falling into the world, it is clean and bright.

His gesture of embracing Fu Hanzhang was extremely gentle, it seemed that all the pain and despair had disappeared in his touching smile.

And the man fell asleep peacefully in his arms, like a tortured and exhausted soul, finally came to the harbor where it anchored.

The corners of Gong Qiqi's eyes couldn't stop sour, she hastily took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears, while Gong Ya beside her was immersed in her own thoughts, and didn't notice her abnormality.

"Immortal Venerable... may I ask you a question, why is your soul in the sea of ​​consciousness of the demon king?"

Xu Ying shook his head lightly, smiled wryly and said:

"In the Golden Toad Trial 300 years ago, Zhao'er was framed by someone and exposed his identity. I guessed that he must be murdered, and he didn't want the Demon Dragon Pill to completely lose control. After much deliberation, I had to use this method."

"I separated my soul and attached it to his sea of ​​consciousness. I usually fall into a deep sleep and can't detect it. But once the magic dragon pill is in turmoil and he shows signs of mental breakdown, my soul will recover and wake him up. .”

Xu Ying sighed: "Although I have rarely been sober in the past 300 years, I can probably guess the development of the situation... Suzaku, did you do this at the behest of my father?"

"...exactly."

Gong Ya pursed her lips, unwilling to continue to hide.

"In the previous life, the Immortal Venerable fell to the Fallen God Platform for the Demon Lord, and his soul was shattered. The Phoenix King was furious. For 300 years, he has been collecting scattered fragments of the spirit and soul for you, and he must be extremely disgusted with the Demon Lord in his heart."

"Now the Chonglan Luhua planted by Phoenix King in Fengming Valley has matured, as long as you combine the ice-drinking grass with the red bird bone, you can reshape your soul and fairy body."

He cupped his hands slightly, with a somewhat ashamed expression:

"Although the Suzaku sacred fire is about to go out, there are other methods of continuation in the clan. The reason why we insist on letting the demon king enter the battle and replace the Suzaku bone is actually because of the request of the Phoenix King."

Xuying Dai frowned slightly, and did not speak, but Gong Qiqi beside him couldn't hold back, and said in a broken voice:

"So...the devil actually doesn't have to suffer such a big crime. Besides the Suzaku bone, we have other treasures that can continue the holy fire, right?"

"Daddy...how can you do this!"

The more she spoke, the angrier she became, and she stomped her feet resentfully, "If something goes wrong with the formation, the Demon Lord may destroy his cultivation base, or even lose his life... Even if it is Master Fengwang's order, we shouldn't Harm people!"

"Qi'er, don't be impulsive first,"

Gong Ya felt a headache, "Things are not what you think..."

He was about to explain to Gong Qiqi, but suddenly a long sigh came from behind:

"It was my fault."

"If I hadn't insisted on going my own way and rashly peeled off the soul, the storm in the Fallen God Stage would not have broken through the spiritual power of Xuefeng Pill so easily and completely tore up the remnant soul."

Xu Ying closed her eyelids, her long eyelashes quivering slightly:

"I'm really an unfilial son. I clearly caused the disaster by myself, but in the end, my father and king have to work hard for me for a hundred years."

Thin white fingers stroked Fu Hanzhang's side face, he was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes:

"Although I have been separated from my main body for 300 years, I can vaguely perceive changes in the outside world. Suzaku, tell me the truth, is the sudden decline of the holy fire at the altar related to the changes in the way of heaven?"

In other words, the man in front of him is not so much a remnant of Lin Yebei's soul, but rather the incarnation of Diancang Xianzun from his previous life.

He is just a broken soul, and the 300 years after falling into the fallen gods are only a moment to him, and he knows nothing about the entanglements between Fu Hanzhang and Lin Yebei in this life.

But no matter in the previous life or in this life, loving that person deeply and protecting that person has become an instinct rooted deep in the soul.

Gong Ya raised her eyebrows, and her expression gradually became solemn: "Although I can't be sure, but now the holy fire is abnormal, Taizhen God has returned to the mortal world, and Tianlei City is recruiting monks everywhere, I am afraid that soon... there will be Let there be chaos."

"In my previous life, I lived in Tianlei City for a long time, and it was precisely to use the power of time and space of Xuefeng Pill to stabilize the Great Formation of Heavenly Crack and the Gate of Xuyuan."

Xuying said indifferently: "Senior Meng told me before that the Gate of Void Abyss is the only way to ascend from the mortal world to the Taizhen Realm, and you can only go there but not return. As for the Great Formation of Sky Crack, it was set up to stabilize the order of space."

"However, in the hundreds of years I have been guarding the formation, the Great Formation of Tianrift has been on the verge of collapse more than once. What escaped from the cracks in time and space was not only the power of the Taizhen God Realm, but also many strange and powerful auras. So about the Great Formation The truth about God Realm may be quite different from what Tianlei City said."

He stood up, his eyes calm and solemn:

"All this can only be known after I fully recover. I hope you can show Zhao'er where Chonglan Luhua is as soon as possible."

"Neither I nor he has much time to waste."

……

Fu Hanzhang felt like he had a long dream.

In the dream, he sank into a sea of ​​sticky blood, with sharp thorns clinging to his feet, accompanied by piercing pain, constantly pulling him down.

The water covered his chest, then reached his neck, nose and mouth, and the feeling of suffocation engulfed his mind, but he didn't want to struggle.

Everything he does in this world seems to be wrong, the ones he loves most are the ones he hurts most, and he is also regarded as an ominous evildoer by birth.

Perhaps if there is no him in the world, many disasters can be avoided.

He closed his eyes heavily, letting the sea of ​​blood engulf him.

Suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out from the slanting stab, holding his arms to float up:

"...Zhaoer, Zhaoer!"

A haunting and cold voice came from his ears, but Fu Hanzhang couldn't believe it, he just raised his eyes and stared at the exquisite face in front of him, his lips trembled, but he couldn't make any sound.

An ice-blue spiritual flow was ignited in the man's hand, and all the blood was washed away when the spiritual power passed.

He held Fu Hanzhang's face in his hands, his eyes were calm, as if everything in the world had disappeared, leaving only each other facing each other:

"Why don't you even listen to Master's words?"

"..." Fu Hanzhang opened his mouth dumbly, tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.

He wanted to hug the person in front of him back, but he was afraid that it was just a dream of his own, and it would shatter with just a light touch.

"During this time, I have worked hard for you."

The man stroked his temples lovingly, with an indelible tenderness in his brows and eyes.

"The sacred fire has been rekindled, and the Ice Drinking Grass and Suzaku Bone have been found. As long as we rely on Zhonglan Luhua's power, we will meet again soon."

He lowered his eyelashes, and the cold breath brushed Fu Hanzhang's nose:

"Zhao'er, you have to remember that you shouldn't be a monster despised by the world, you just possess a powerful power that makes the laws of this world fearful, and you just don't know how to use it."

"Zhaoer...isn't she a monster?"

Fu Hanzhang murmured and subconsciously repeated this sentence.

He remembered that 300 years ago, he once knelt down on the ground, humbly grabbing the corner of this man's robe, and begging him to believe in him.

But he didn't expect that one day, he would say this sentence to himself.

"The spirit summoning formation can only be activated by the inner alchemy of ancient divine beasts, but your magic dragon pill can do the same. If it is as unbearable as recorded in the ancient secret volume, how can you explain this?"

He smiled and gently bit Fu Hanzhang's lips:

"What's more, the Xuefeng Pill in my body is the same as yours. Without you, how lonely would I be living alone at this time?"

"Master... Master!"

Being caressed so tenderly, with lips and teeth attached to each other, Fu Hanzhang couldn't hold back anymore, he clasped the man's slender waist with his backhand, and turned over.

They are like a pair of lively carps, their skins clinging to each other are smooth and delicate, and there is a mellow breath of each other in their breaths.

The ultimate madness and joy intertwined, mixed with the fear of gain and loss, Fu Hanzhang was so sad that he wished he could just indulge in the dream and never get out.

But no matter how long the dream is, there will be an end.

"You have to wake up and find Chonglan Luhua," the man slightly raised his head, red marks on his snow-white neck were messy like plum blossoms, "Only then can my soul be unified, and I can truly wake up and meet you. "

"But, I..."

Fu Hanzhang's voice was choked with tears in his eyes.

The memory of the person in front of him is not complete. In his eyes, he might still be the poor disciple who was misunderstood and hurt.

He didn't know how during the past 300 years, he had destroyed the stability of the mortal world that he had worked so hard to maintain, and how he wantedonly humiliated and deceived him after reincarnation.

If he knew the truth, would he still take another look at himself and call himself "Zhaoer"?

"Zhaoer, it's time to go back."

The man's brows and eyes still had a strong tide of emotion, but his eyes were extremely clear-headed.

The moment Fu Hanzhang met his gaze, he felt dizzy for a while, and when he regained consciousness again, he opened his eyes and found himself in a quiet room.

Noticing his movement, Gui Yunque beside him immediately grunted happily, fluttered his wings and flew out of the window, and not long after, he led Gong Ya and Gong Qiqi in.

"Thanks to the demon lord's successful activation of the spirit summoning array, the holy fire has now recovered smoothly,"

Gong Ya smiled and handed over a wooden box, "Now, it's time for this pair of Vermilion Bird bones to come in handy."

Fu Hanzhang took the wooden box, held it in his palm and rubbed it lightly, and seemed to be able to feel the powerful surge of spiritual power.

He was full of anticipation and apprehension in his heart, and after deliberating for a while, he didn't know how to speak, but Gong Qiqi took over the conversation:

"I heard that the Demon Monarch is still looking for a fairy grass named 'Chonglan Luhua'. Although Qiqi's cultivation is still inexperienced, fortunately, she has quite a lot of experience. I have heard a legend about it."

She seemed to glance at Gong Ya unintentionally:

"In the vast sea area in the south of the mainland, there is a fairy mountain hidden in the sea fog. It is rumored that the mountains and rivers there are exquisite and beautiful, and the scenery is fresh and moving. It can be called the most beautiful place in the world. Maybe you can find traces of Chonglan Luhua."

"... Seriously?" Fu Hanzhang's eyes lit up.

Chonglan Luhua was born in a place where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered, if the fairy mountain Gong Qiqi mentioned really existed, maybe...

"But I've only heard about it, and I've never verified it myself,"

Gong Qiqi pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes were bright, "That place is called Fengming Valley."

The author has something to say: Sweet dreams and sweet love are coming, today's master is super A!

Yesterday, a little angel discovered the difference between Xuying and Xiaobei. To put it simply, Xuying is the Immortal Diancang who doesn't remember this life, while Xiaobei doesn't remember the previous life. When he finds Chonglan Luhua, he can be together. Two become one, Xiaobei and Hanzhang can fall in love sweetly!

Then Father Bei did tell everyone to entrap Hanzhang well. It seems that it is not easy for him to think about his father-in-law hahahahahaha~

I still can’t help sighing here, the editor gave me a good list this week, but my rise on the list is far behind other people... I don’t know if the tyrant’s writing is not good enough, or I am not suitable The taste of the audience really discourages enthusiasm (because there is no gap if there is no comparison, so it is easy to make me doubt myself), and recently I really wrote a thesis until I was bald, and the number of words on the list forced me to work hard to complete it. , I feel really sad

When Xiaobei Hanzhang reunites and becomes sweet again, the tyrant will officially enter the final climax. I will finish writing the thesis as soon as possible, and finish the last part of the plot well, and the extra chapter will definitely be arranged!If you have any good ideas, please feel free to tell me~ I love you~