The No. 1 mixed score king in the whole server [StarCraft]

Lin Jing folded thousands of paper cranes in the Yingluo Palace day by day, but she still didn't fill up the palace, because the place is too big.

When he was tired, he would lie down and sleep, and then he would go to Chu Feihuan's side to watch the world leisurely.

The group pet of Nine Suns Sword Sect is Gu Xiangsi, so the sect unanimously dislikes and even despises Shangguan Wan, who is as famous as their senior sister.

Lin Jing could recite those words that satirized him - "trash", "simply beauty", "sick child", "not even a hair of Senior Sister Gu".

Not to mention, it makes sense.

With his current body, the only skill he can do is to fold a thousand origami cranes, and he can make many tricks.

After Chu Feihuan grew up, his personality changed a lot.

He was a quiet and dull boy when he was young, but he has a more elegant attitude as he grows up.After all, Chu Feihuan met many wicked people, but he also met many good people.

The chattering little cook from the same sect, the peak master of Cangjian Peak who is always calculating but never bad, and Gu Xiangsi who often chats with him with a smile, even the sick and honorable young master of the sect is courteous to him Three points, and even in an experience, the two lived and died together and became confidants.

As his talent became more and more sharp and his cultivation level rose steadily, Chu Feihuan suddenly became a famous young genius, and those Xiao Xiaoxiao could no longer bully him face to face.

The young man who didn't like to laugh at the beginning, walked through the peach forest with a sword in his hand, and now he is also contented with his flair.

Lin Jing was even lucky enough to see that after he was forced to accept the love hairpin from the female nun, with a smile on his lips, he turned around and threw the hairpin directly into the soil.

Lin Jing felt a little heartbroken.

Brat, you have grown into a scumbag, do you know that?

But thinking about it, if things go on like this, the possibility of Chu Feihuan becoming a god is very high.

The only time Lin Jing went out of the Yingluo Palace was for the Zongmen Grand Competition.

There will be a grand event between the four sects for young disciples to learn from each other regularly, and this time the venue is set at Nine Suns Sword Sect.

When Ling Xiao sent the suzerain to ask him if he wanted to go, Lin Jing played with the red line on his little finger, was stunned, then raised his head and said, "Father, I will go out with everyone to have a look, but is it okay not to go to Nine Suns Sword Sect?"

I don't want to go there to be intimidated by birds.

Shangguan Wuya doted on his daughter infinitely, and smiled: "Of course, Ah Qing can do whatever she wants."

When Lin Jing appeared in the eyes of everyone in the Ling Xiao faction, he could clearly see the astonishment and astonishment in everyone's eyes.

The status of the suzerain's daughter allowed him to enjoy the love and care of all the brothers and sisters along the way. He handed water when he was thirsty, and food when he was hungry. He was afraid that he would be bored, and he would not be able to bear the rush, so he specially slowed down. .

They regard him as a fragile glazed doll, a precious flower in the world.

Along the way, Lin Jing admired the mountains and water, very happy.Although he didn't know how many times he had seen these mountains and rivers over the years.

"We will pass through Night Crying City ahead, and there are many strange people inside. Luqi, you have to protect Miss."

"Yes, big sister."

Lu Qi is a girl specially arranged by Ling Xiao's disciples to take care of him by his side.

Lin Jing is not very used to being taken care of by others, especially when she is a pretty girl.

But the kindness is hard to turn down, he can only accept it with a headache.

If you want to go to Jiuyang Jianzong from Lingxiao faction, you must spend the night crying in the city.

Crying at Ye, these two sounds gloomy, and there is a big river named Wangchuan around the city of Yecrying.

The most treacherous astrology building in the world of comprehension, both righteous and evil, is located here, and south of the Wangchuan River is the Youhe Ming Palace—the notorious lair of magic cultivators.

Luqi looked serious, and solemnly warned: "Miss, don't run around, just stay in the room after eating."

Lin Jing couldn't be more familiar with this place, but because of people, he smiled weakly: "Okay."

The gongs and drums outside the street were noisy, and the suona and firecrackers rang all the way.

Lin Jing was curious: "What is this doing?"

The shopkeeper: "Miss Hui, this is a wedding event for people in the city. The Wang family in the west of the city is marrying a daughter-in-law."

Lin Jing clicked twice in his heart.

Lu Qi kept in mind the order not to let the lady have too much contact with outsiders, and said again with a serious look: "Miss, the city is not peaceful these days, you should go upstairs to rest first."

Lin Jing was really convinced by the little nanny: "Okay, okay."

Shangguanwan's body is weak and his appetite is naturally small.

Lin Jing swallowed two mouthfuls slowly, and went upstairs. The line to welcome the bride was extremely long. He sat by the attic window and looked down clearly.

From the street to the end of the street, gongs and drums are played, sedan chairs are carried and flowers are scattered. It is lively, auspicious and festive.The side was full of spectators, both immortals and human beings mixed together, whispering and arguing non-stop.

And the accident happened in an instant.

Suddenly, a cloud of cyan fog swept across the land from the end of the long street, accompanied by a whistling wind.

"what is this?"

"Demon Cultivator?! Is this Demon Cultivator? Ah——"

A scream was accompanied by splashes of blood, and panic instantly pervaded like a tide.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...

Lin Jing was not spared even leaning against the attic, the blue mist choked his nose, and after coughing a few times, he began to feel dizzy.

Lin Jing, as a double-S spiritual power user, couldn't be stunned by this thing.

"What?" He pinched his nose.

The elusive system suddenly reappeared in his mind, and gave him an order: "pass out."

Lin Jing: "What?"

The system is very anxious: "Dizzy, faint. There is an important plot."

Lin Jing: "..."

Ok.

Lin Jing fainted according to the system's instructions, and when he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the inn in Night Crying City.

He was in a wilderness, with the slow and melancholy sound of water in his ears.

open your eyes.In Huangquanchang, Yewangchuan, a cloudy full moon hangs in the sky, and the burning Bianhua is like a blood-stained eternity.The grass by the river is as tall as a person, lush and luxuriant, and as sharp as a knife.

Lin Jing squatted by the river, a little confused: "Wangchuan River? Is this the border of Night Crying City? How did I get here? System, please come out and explain."

The system was more or less tolerant of him, came out sullenly, and explained to him: "The story that happened on the street just now is that the young palace master of Youhe Minggong married a wife, and the 'Wang family on the west side of the city' is just a mansion for the magician to hide from people's eyes. The two sects of Yunyin Sect and Changsheng Sect have joined hands to clear the Demon Nest today, and that’s why the scene of Night Crying City just now happened.”

"The green mist was released by disciples of the righteous way. They planned to stun everyone and rescue the bride. At the same time, they used flowers and trees to make their own people into sedan chairs and approach the magic palace. Unexpectedly, the magic palace is not a vegetarian. Start the killing ring, let the situation be completely chaotic."

"You have been affected. In the chaos, the demon cultivator disciple broke the boat and hijacked you to flee here. He wanted to kill you. But you have too many protective things on your body, so he was killed by your father's divine sense instead. Fell into the river of forgetfulness."

Lin Jing: "...Can I go back now?"

System: "No."

Lin Jing: "What do you want me to do?"

The system said: "I don't ask you to do anything, just wait here and wait for someone to rescue you."

Lin Jing rolled his eyes and squatted by the river.

The white skirt dragged the floor, various wreath ornaments fell from the apricot yellow waistband, and the thousand paper cranes with two red strings on both sides of the waist fell on the grass.

He reached out his hand and found a wound cut by the grass by the river.Shangguanwan's body is too delicate, a little scar can leave a terrible looking wound.

The wilderness is silent, like the world of the underground hell, empty and lonely, and he is alone.

Lin Jing chatted with the system: "Waiting for someone to save me."

System: "Wait for your fiance."

Lin Jing: "Oh, when you grow up, will you still tease me?"

The system, a one-year-old child, was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him.

Lin Jing smiled.

His fingers fluctuated the Wangchuan water, the extremely poisonous water was emitting black gas, but it couldn't get close to him at all.The red thread on the little finger swayed in the water, and the pale white light was soft and peaceful.

Suddenly feeling a sore calf, Lin Jing frowned and said, "I was bitten by a bug."

The system said, "Cry soon?"

Lin Jing: "..." What?Do you understand what I'm saying, little boy.

System: "Cry, cry, cry."

Lin Jing: "Why are you crying?"

The system is in a hurry: "Go and feel the pain on your body, Shangguan Wan is easy to cry."

Lin Jing: "..."

He lowered his eyes, sensing Shangguanwan's body as the system said.Sure enough, the wound was hot, and the pain of being cut by grass and thorns was infinitely magnified.

This body is delicate and has well-developed lacrimal glands, Lin Jing felt tears coming out all at once.

Hot tears overflowed his eyelashes, and he looked at himself reflected in the water, he was indeed a sick beauty, with blue hair like a waterfall, so pitiful.

The Youhe River stretches as far as the eye can see, and the starlight is cold and indifferent.

At this moment, a young man's undisciplined voice suddenly sounded in his ear, as clear and clear as the breeze and the moon.

"If you keep crying, people will catch up."

Lin Jing froze for a moment, looking for his reputation.

"Boom", the long pole was launched into the water, breaking the tranquility of the night crisply, startling the red butterflies in the grass.I saw a young man standing on a bamboo raft, pulling up the tall grass by the You River, and driving towards him.

As the night fell, the grass was full of small glowing insects, red butterflies, and blue fires, circling around the young man.

The wind stirred the corner of his black clothes, and the silver patterns on it were exquisitely embroidered with white crane feathers, which was unparalleled in elegance.

Lin Jing looked at him quietly with her eyes after crying.

The young man is dressed luxuriously and restrained, but his movements are extraordinarily chic and casual. After pushing the bamboo raft, he pulls the pole out of the water bit by bit.He stopped one meter away from Lin Jing, separated by a thick bush of thorns, and said with a smile: "Ma'am, do you want to come up?"

For ten years in the human world, Lin Jing watched Chu Feihuan grow up from the perspective of God, and this was the first time he stood in front of him in real body.

A little dazed for a while.

The young man curled his lower lip and said, "You escaped after all kinds of hardships, and you want to be caught back?"

Lin Jing didn't speak.

Before he could think, Chu Feihuan had already handed over the end of the bamboo pole. The bamboo pole that had just been extended into the river was covered with moss and algae, and when it stopped in front of his eyes, the damp and cold smell went straight into his nostrils.

Lin Jing sighed and stretched out his hand to hold the end.

The surface of the bamboo pole was so cold that his whole body shivered.

He pulled the bamboo pole and wanted to get up, but his legs became completely numb after squatting for a long time, and the wounds made by the grass and thorns along the way had not been treated, and any random movement would be painful.

This body's lacrimal glands are too developed, and after such a pain, his tears gushed out of his eye sockets like broken threads.

Chu Feihuan admired him with interest and cried, then smiled thoughtfully and said, "Madam is a little bit delicate."

He didn't want to cry at all... the system is so stupid.

Lin Jing didn't want to explain, and slowly rubbed his stiff ankle.

Chu Feihuan pulled back the bamboo pole, flicked his clothes, stepped on the thorns to Lin Jing's side, and stretched out his hand to him: "I'll pull you."

Lin Jing pursed her lips, and took that clean and fair hand.Immediately afterwards, I felt that the whole person was being pulled upwards, as if the person was about to be lifted into the air.

His eyes widened in an instant, but the horror picture of falling into the thorn bushes and bloody flesh did not appear, and he was hugged in the air.

The young man's cold hands wrapped around his waist, his crow-black hair brushed against his cheeks, and his breath was as cold as deep snow.

There was too much movement, and all kinds of small insects in the grass flew into the air with streamers, which was eerie and poignant.

The Yingluo on Lin Jing's dress rang softly, the blue hair fell all over her shoulders, and the thousand paper cranes on her waist also fell to the water.

I rely on!

Lin Jing's panicked eyes met the young man's.

Chu Feihuan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said, "This is the first time I'm holding a bride."

Lin Jing: "..." You have changed, Chu Feihuan.

The young man carried him onto the bamboo raft.

After Lin Jing sat firmly, the first thing he did was to roll up the sleeves that were in the way, revealing various deep and shallow wounds on his thin white arms, letting the cold wind blow away the pain.

Chu Feihuan: "Is Madam so unguarded against me?"

Lin Jing was picky about him in the body of the third beggar. He never thought that he would be molested in a different body. It was really funny. He said, "I am not a wife, nor a bride."

Bamboo rafts are running on Youhe River, dotted with ghost fire insects.

Chu Feihuan sat down casually, letting the bamboo raft float freely on the river, just smiled and said, "Madam, do you know where this is?"

Lin Jing shook his head.

Chu Feihuan said: "This is Youhe Ming Palace, the lair of the demon clan. You, a woman with no cultivation, appear here. Except for the wife of the young palace master who is married today, I can't think of who it could be."

Lin Jing: ...All right, that's right.

He rolled his eyes in his heart, but his mouth was acquiescing, and he simply asked: "You saved me, are you afraid of being retaliated by the underworld?"

Chu Feihuan smiled softly: "No, Madam won't disturb the Nether Palace."

The implication is that he should not take himself too seriously.

Lin Jing sneered: "Oh."

The bamboo raft doesn't know where to go.

Lin Jing asked, "What's your name?"

Chu Feihuan glanced at him, and said slowly: "When we meet by chance, we don't need to tell each other names. I can just call you Madam." He smiled softly: "On the territory of the Underworld Palace, we still have to talk to the young palace master's fiancée. Be respectful."

Lin Jing: "..."

I don't see your respect at all.And, do you know whose fiancée you're talking to, brat?your own!

The bamboo raft floated in the direction of the moon, and the shore got farther and farther away from him.

Only then did Lin Jing see the whole picture of the other side.

Weeds and thorns are rampant along the river, and clumps of bright red manjusawa are replaced by clumps to the east.Blood generally paves a long road, extending to a bridge made of bones.On the other side of the bridge is a majestic palace in the dark mist.Above it is a thick black snake with golden vertical pupils, which makes people feel creepy from a distance.

Lin Jing: "Is that the Nether River Palace?"

Chu Feihuan: "Yes."

Lin Jing murmured: "It really looks like the underworld."

Chu Fei laughed happily: "It's quite beautiful inside."

Lin Jing: "Have you been there?"

Chu Feihuan: "Fortunately, I saw it once."

Lin Jing: "How?"

Chu Feihuan thought for a while, then slowly said: "There is a lotus pond in the Underworld Palace, and the flowers were blooming when I went there. There are ten thousand poisonous snakes under the pond, but the lotus flowers are ice blue, and the extremely pure flowers bloom in the extremely evil place." , but also interesting."

Lin Jing: "..." He went to see it with his own eyes, and that scene only gave him goosebumps. Do you find it interesting?

Chu Feihuan added: "It's kind of like Madam's eyes."

Lin Jing: "Huh?"

Chu Fei smiled happily, but stopped talking.

The bamboo raft has reached the opposite side of the Nether Palace, and Chu Feihuan pointed there, "The two great sects are now fighting fiercely with the Demon Palace, so no one will chase you to the shore for the time being."

Lin Jing raised his eyes and looked over.The front of the Nether Palace is even more frightening. The giant python is sleeping above it, and the city gate is like a huge mouth of an abyss, with piles of carrion and countless dead bones underneath.

The faint light in front of the door is the butterfly formed from the cocoon of corpse maggots.

There is no sound of waves in the tranquil sea, and only the sleeves and hair are moved by the wind.

Chu Feihuan said: "After going ashore, I will go to Nine Suns Sword Sect, where is Madam?"

Lin Jing took a deep breath: "Go home."

Chu Feihuan: "Do you need me to see you off?"

Lin Jing said coldly, "No need."

From beginning to end, he never even said a word of thanks.

Chu Feihuan never cared about these things.He became famous at a young age and has seen too many romantic events, but his Taoist heart has always been stable.Knowing about the slaying of demons through Night Crying City, and happened to run into Lin Jing again, he would help.

The mortal girl on the bamboo raft looked like she was born into a noble family in the world, and she didn't know where she was snatched by the demon cultivator. It was normal to have a somewhat unpleasant temper.

Lin Jing shut up and didn't speak.

Every one of his personas in front of Chu Feihuan was weird and annoying.

Whether it's the third beggar, or Shangguan Wan who is now misunderstood.

Lin Jing had already made everything clear in the cave, and now he didn't want to increase Chu Feihuan's love and hatred.

The bamboo raft goes ashore.

"Madam, goodbye." Chu Feihuan smiled at him, turned around with his sword in his hand, his black clothes embroidered with white crane feathers were elegant and unrestrained, and he never stopped for a moment.

After the bamboo raft landed, it was a small fishing village.

Lin Jing waited for him to leave, then sat on a rock by the river, lowered his head and untied a paper crane from his skirt.

He dipped some Wangchuan water with his little finger, wrote his address on the paper, folded it again, and let it fly into Luqi's hand.

While waiting for Luqi's rescue, Lin Jing talked to the system.

"Why did Chu Feihuan pass by here?"

The system said: "He was traveling outside, received news from the sect, and just happened to pass through Night Crying City on his way back."

Lin Jing: "Did he recognize me?"

System: "Shangguanwan's appearance is not seen by many people in the entire cultivation world. And Chu Feihuan still doesn't know about his marriage with Shangguanwan."

Lin Jing: "Oh."

Luqi with red eyes and a group of Lingxiao disciple Yujian flew over to find him, and when they saw him, they all knelt in a row.

Lin Jing told them to stand up. After this incident, he didn't want to go to Nine Suns Sword Sect at all.

After talking to the leading disciple, someone came to pick him up the next day to take him back to the Lingxiao sect.

The world of comprehension is turbulent, but Lin Jing's place is very quiet.

Because of the negotiation with him on the bamboo raft, Lin Jing didn't bother to see what happened to Chu Feihuan for several days.Chu Feihuan is now the proud son of heaven, and the wicked have to sneak around if they want to bully him, what's so interesting about it.

Lin Jing sometimes chatted with the system: "Gu Xiangsi should also be a gold medal."

The dead duck of the system insisted: "She is not a player."

Lin Jing folded a thousand origami cranes, and sneered, "Not a player?" His eyes were dark and cold: "Who are you lying to, I guess she is a player, or from the villain camp." This is the conclusion he has become more and more sure of over the past ten years of observation.

System: "...Don't make random guesses, she treats the protagonist so well."

Lin Jing sat in the Yingluo Hall, let go of the thousand paper cranes in his hand, and curled his lips: "If you are good to the protagonist, you are not a bad person?"

He used a vermilion pen to color the thousand paper cranes, and he was fooling around, humming softly in his mouth: "Lotus falls, lotus falls, see if parents are relatives..."

Lin Jing knew that Chu Feihuan's life was doomed to ups and downs, but he didn't expect the first change to come so soon.

The torrential rain smashed the oleander all over the place.

He floated to the Discipline Hall of Nine Suns Sword Sect, which was already full of people.

And Chu Feihuan was kneeling in the center, next to Gu Xiangsi with an anxious face and his best friend, Xue Wenqing, the young master of Nine Suns Sword Sect.It is not true to say that he is the young master. He is the only son of the late sister of the head of the sect. His cultivation level is low. The head of the sect has been in retreat for many years and has been indifferent. His status in the sect is also embarrassing.Everyone respected him three points, but they didn't take him seriously.

The elder deacon was furious: "The corpse is right under his feet, and there are all the witnesses and evidence, so there is nothing to argue about."

Gu Xiangsi knelt down anxiously: "No, elder, there must be something wrong, Feihuan is not such a person."

Deacon Elder: "I only believe in evidence."

Lin Jing stood quietly in the middle of the crowd, listening to their twittering and noise, and understood the general outline of the matter.

Before the Zongmen Grand Competition was over, a bloody case suddenly occurred.

The one who died was Sang Tianyu, the chief disciple of Changhong Palace, one of the four sects. His body was exploded in front of Chu Feihuan's gate, and his dantian was completely shattered.Sang Tianyu has a golden elixir cultivation base, and has various sect magic weapons, and he is also a bright one among his peers. Only Chu Feihuan is capable of killing him.

He has many enemies in Nine Suns Sword Sect, and the anger that has been suppressed for a long time is now bursting out.

"It's him! Sister Gu, don't meddle in it. I knew it was a disaster when you brought him in."

"This kid doesn't look like a good person."

The elder of the Changhong Palace lost his beloved disciple, his eyes were tearing apart, and he said: "If Nine Suns Sword Sect doesn't give me an explanation today, don't blame me for turning my face and denying people! I want him to pay in blood!"

But when Chu Feihuan encountered such a thing, his master Xuan Yin didn't even bother to come.He was the only junior standing in front of countless great powers, holding his sword in silence.

Xue Wenqing coughed twice, and said weakly: "Elder, I think it's better to investigate clearly before drawing a conclusion."

Elder Deacon: "Isn't the matter still clear? Besides Chu Feihuan, who else could cruelly kill a Jindan disciple like this. Now that all the sects are in my Sword Sect, if it spreads the reputation of covering up the disciple's murder, in the future How can we gain a foothold in the cultivation world?"

His voice was resounding: "Chu Feihuan, lawless, killing innocent people indiscriminately, according to the school's rules, he should be punished!"

"Elder!" Gu Xiangsi suddenly raised her head and her eyes were red.

"Hahahaha happy!"

"Cool!"

Some people in the crowd clapped their hands and laughed, while others cried out anxiously.

"Elders can't!"

"Elder!"

Lin Jing looked at Chu Feihuan without blinking.The hustle and bustle outside didn't affect him at all, just like any of his actions couldn't affect the outside world.

Chu Feihuan half-kneeled on the ground, the Chunshui sword was inserted into the ground, his back was as straight as a pine and cypress.

When punished.

But how could the protagonist die?

It was raining heavily, and someone walked in with a sword in his hand. His voice was very soft but made the surroundings quiet: "Chu Feihuan shouldn't die."

A cyan robe, with the token of the Immortal Alliance tied around his waist.

Pay Qingfeng.

"Pay Qingfeng?"

The whole place was shocked.

Today, there are only five masters in the out-of-body period, and Feng Wuchen, the head of the four sects who lives in seclusion and is unpredictable, and the former leader of the Xianmeng.

And Fu Qingfeng was Feng Wuchen's best friend during his lifetime, and also a member of Xianmeng.

As soon as he appeared, everyone fell silent instantly.

Fighting and killing among the juniors usually would not disturb the head of the sect, and now he is the most senior in the audience.

"Fu Qingfeng, even if you are a member of the Immortal League, you can't be so careless about human life!" The elders of the Changhong Palace lost all reason, and roared with red eyes.

Fu Qingfeng only said: "He didn't kill people."

The elder of Changhong Hall: "Who killed that! You just point out someone here!"

Fu Qingfeng remained silent.

Suddenly a chuckle came.

"I look at this child, but it's interesting."

In the slanting wind and rain, a young man in a wheelchair with black silk covering his eyes slowly walked out.

Black hair and black robe, pale skin, lips like blood.

Everyone in the Discipline Hall, which was originally silent, didn't dare to get angry in an instant.

Is this... a person from the Astrology Building?

Only the elder of Changhong Palace was already mad: "Okay, all of you are planning to cover up this bitch, aren't you?"

Gathered from all directions, it was very lively.

The young owner of the Zodiac Building said with a smile: "Whoever said that I want to protect him, it's just that before the truth comes out, it's better not to judge people's lives arbitrarily. If Elder Poxia feels puzzled, he can be imprisoned in the Nine Suns Sword Sect Sword Pool first." What do you guys think of the secluded prison?"

The secluded prison under the sword pond.

Everyone was stunned.

The Absolute Prison...that is no different from the death penalty.

Gu Xiangsi raised her head, her eyes were about to bleed, "No, Elder, Youjue Prison is a place where the heinous and most wicked people are imprisoned, and Junior Brother Chu's crimes are not limited to this."

"you shut up!"

With Xianmeng and Xingxinglou around, the elders of Changhong Palace couldn't get into a fit and take someone's life, so they could only look gloomy and reluctantly acquiesce.

It was raining heavily outside, but now, Lin Jing was probably the only one in the mood to listen to the sound of the rain.

He looked at all kinds of people.

Watching Gu Xiangsi's various pleadings.

Seeing Xue Wenqing, she even volunteered to go down with Chu Feihuan.

What a touching teenage friendship.

Hundreds of people with different appearances.

And Chunshui sword pierced the ground, as early as his childhood experience until the useless youth who explained it, lowered his eyes, his dark blue pupils quietly looked at the tassel on the hilt of the sword, watching it swaying quietly, and the silk sash brushed against the bird hidden in it. Thousand paper cranes.

Chu Feihuan was finally imprisoned in the Youjue Prison.

In order to appease the anger of the elders of the Changhong Palace, he was also abolished and his sword was taken away.

This is the forbidden area of ​​the sect, which isolates everything, and no sound transmission or magic can pass through, even if you are a powerful person in the out-of-body period.

Lin Jing lightly followed him down.

Youjue Prison is a secret room surrounded by stone walls.

No light can come in, and there is no aura.

The black and cold water submerged the bones.

Chu Feihuan was alone inside, tracing the wall with his fingers quietly.

The flamboyant young man on the bamboo raft back then is now in such a state of desperation, but there is no hatred in his eyes.

It's so quiet here that it can drive people crazy.

Lin Jing couldn't take it anymore after staying there for two days, and ran out to play around, returning to Chu Feihuan's side when he was tired.

He watched Chu Feihuan count the stones one by one in the dark, from south to north and from top to bottom, counting with his fingers, a total of [-] stones.

He sat there, as if he was going to sit until he died and grew old.

Lin Jing collapsed.

"Three hundred and two, three hundred and three, three hundred and four...don't count, you are all boring."

There is no light or even sound in the Youjue Prison, so Lin Jing, a virtual soul other than the five elements, naturally cannot chat with Chu Feihuan.

It's so lonely, so lonely that it seems that the spirit is going to be driven crazy.How could a person stay in a stone room for so long?He suspected that at the turn of spring and autumn, Chu Feihuan could clearly see the lines on the stone walls.Rubbing day after day, day after day of silence.

Lin Jing returned to the Yingluo Palace, finally couldn't take it anymore, and tore away a thousand paper cranes on the table.

Wrote: "Can you change the wall and count!"

But right away he tore it up, amused by himself.

Youjue Prison was created by Feisheng's power, and it's true that it ignores all sound transmissions.But his paper crane...also ignores everything.

Lin Jing sighed, hiding the pain in his heart.

Re-write a line with the ink brush, imitating the girl's tone.

"See words like faces, Chu Feihuan."

"Can you guess who I am?"

He folded the paper crane before the case, watched it take off, bypass the smoke on the incense burner, travel through thousands of mountains and rivers, and arrive at the secret room isolated from the world.