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

Lin Jing stayed in the snow for a long time, and when he finally returned to Yingluo Hall, the biting cold still numb his nerves.

The green smoke from the incense burner is tactful, like a fairyland swallowing clouds and mist.He sat by the desk, slowly raised his head, his eyes were confused and far away.

Look at the thousands of paper cranes hanging above the palace, covering the sky and covering the sky, like the snow all over the sky.

In the 118th year of Jinghong, the young master of the Nine Suns Sword Sect died at the hands of the demon Chu Feihuan. The master of the Sword Sect was furious and threatened to destroy him.

In the 119th year of Jinghong, Chu Feihuan broke through the Nascent Soul and appeared by the Wangchuan River.The Chunshui sword directly took the head of the lord of the Nether Demon Palace, and succeeded him as the new demon leader, with three thousand dead souls under his feet.

The next year, Chu Feihuan's demonic thoughts entered his soul and broke out of his body, shocking the whole world.

In the year 220 of Jinghong, the heads of the four major sects decided to join forces to go to the Nether Demon Palace to slay demons to prove the Tao.

Lin Jing hasn't been to Chu Feihuan's side this year, he doesn't want to go to the theater anymore, he just wants to get out as soon as possible.

Lin Jing stayed in Yingluo Hall day and night folding thousands of origami cranes, listening to the turbulence outside.

Listening to people describe how the devil Chu Feihuan does all kinds of evil, killing people like hemp.

It is said that he bloodbathed tens of thousands of people in Jue City, and the bones were piled up; it was said that he skinned and extracted the bones of 800 people from the Yin Erosion Sect, and left their corpses in the city.

Said he was moody, said he was insane.Whether it's real or not, Lin Jing doesn't want to guess.

He just stayed alone in Yingluo Temple, which was lonely all the year round, and figured out more than a dozen ways to fold thousand paper cranes.They were tied with red thread, stepped on the stairs, and hung over the palace.

The Yingluo Palace was empty and lonely, and he had been alone since ancient times.

At this time, the system popped up suddenly and gave him a big surprise: "It's been 220 years since Jinghong! It's time for you to play!"

Lin Jing was frightened, it has been 220 years?

Lin Jing sighed, fell backwards, and fell into a pile of paper cranes, covering his eyes with his hands: "Tell me, what to do." He shouldn't have agreed to that bullshit condition.

The system's tone was actually a bit cute and said: "Of course I want you to go to the Nether River Palace in person."

Lin Jing sat up straight in an instant, with a dazed expression, pointing at himself: "Me? Shangguanwan? You want me, a sick child with no strength to restrain me, to go to Youhe Ming Palace? Where are you going to die?"

The Youhe Ming Palace under Chu Feihuan's control is simply a hell on earth.

The system coughed and said: "It's not that exaggerated. Shangguan Wuya went to the Nether Palace to kill demons, and he hasn't returned for many days. Shangguan Wan misses his father and is worried. It's reasonable to sneak away to have a look."

Lin Jing tugged at the red thread on his little finger, speechless: "With my cultivation base, can I still come back? Why don't I go out and make trouble? It's a lot of trouble."

The system choked, and became angry from embarrassment: "Remember your character design, you are now a young lady with a simple mind and no dangers in the world! Why are you talking so much nonsense, why don't you give you a chance to get in touch with the main characters?"

Lin Jing: "I'm not a player."

System: "Yes, but you are not a player, have you forgotten what the price you paid?"

Lin Jing: ""

Lin Jing: "Oh!" It's just four words, I regret it.

Shangguanwan has no cultivation base and is weak and sick, but he has countless magic weapons. The necklace pendant on his skirt alone is comparable to a sky formation.Traveling alone is not particularly dangerous.

When Lin Jing sat on the crane and left Luoxia Peak alone, he felt like he was about to cough up blood when the wind blew.

Too weak.

"Can my soul float to Youhe Palace of the Underworld!" Lin Jing discussed with the system.

The other party only replied to him: "No."

Because of the protection of those magic weapons, Lin Jing was always able to turn dangers into blessings along the way.

All the way from Ling Xiao faction to Night Crying City, Lin Jing came here after hearing Chu Feihuan's deeds.What I hear most is the romantic relationship between him and Gu Xiangsi. After all, what the world likes to talk about most is the bond between these two people.

They talked about the time when they knew each other in their infancy.When Chu Feihuan was a child, he was withdrawn and pitiful. It was Gu Xiangsi who loved and pitied him and led him into the sect.His childhood sweetheart grew up together, and she was his light in the abyss.When the whole world didn't believe him, she was the one who stood up to block the rain of swords and swords for him, risked her life to protect him, and fell off the cliff for him.Such a loving couple should have been a match made in heaven.Unexpectedly, good fortune tricks people, now one is the mysterious and cruel Lord of the Netherworld Palace, and the other is the cold and moonlike Nine Suns Sword Sect girl, separated by life and death, love and hatred, good and evil, and can never go back to the original innocent appearance. , After all, friendship cannot be both.

Lin Jing: "" It's a good story, but it made his heart skip a beat when it was told.

The system said: "Fortunately, you are not a player, otherwise what would you compare with others."

Lin Jing muttered: "Who wants to compare with her. Besides, is love the only thing that can affect people's good and evil?"

Isn't his beggar's acting not good?Those who should be saved are saved, those who should be accompanied are also accompanied, and they are also careful and considerate to play Chu Feihuan to him to sleep, and tell countless life principles by the way.

It's just lost in appearance!

The system added: "Actually, you have many opportunities to influence Chu Feihuan."

Lin Jing: "Nonsense, do you think I don't know?"

system:""

Lin Jing snorted and said, "Are you teaching Survivor Bangyi how to play a game?"

System: ""Ahhh, it doesn't want to deal with this annoying ghost anymore!

After getting rid of the system, Lin Jing walked into Night Crying City alone.

He knew what the system meant, and the paper crane, which ignored all sound transmissions, was indeed an excellent weapon for gaining justice, but he was no longer a player, so he should be kinder.

And the best kindness to Chu Feihuan is to stand on the sidelines.

"Why is this place so gloomy now?"

Lin Jing walked up the street facing the city gate again, feeling slightly puzzled.The street is cold, and the lingering bloody black mist covers the restaurants and teahouses lined up. The Night Crying City is now like a dead city, and the only survivors are beggars lingering and moaning on the roadside.

Lin Jing followed the route in his memory and walked towards the Nether Demon Palace.

The gloomy wind blew the necklaces and pendants on his white dress to collide with each other. A simple and holy young lady like Shangguan Wan appeared in a very evil place, and naturally became the target of all the evil spirits hiding in the dark.No amount of magic weapon can change the fact that he is a mortal.

Lin Jing was injured and tied up.

While cursing the system for being a fool, he bit the rope that bound his hands with his teeth and ran away.

Several demon cultivators were furious: "You little bitch! Let me see where you can go today?"

Lin Jing ran to the bank of Wangchuan River.

This is completely the scene after the killing. There are piles of dead bodies on the ground, the death condition is extremely miserable, and a stench almost makes him spit out.

Brambles and weeds are everywhere, and the river of Wangchuan has been stained red with blood.

The villains behind were still chasing after them, their eyes glowing green, and they spat evilly and said, "Run? I see where are you running? Little bastard, brothers haven't touched a woman or eaten meat for a few days. Now there's a—ah—"

Blood spurted from the neck.

It's wind.

There was also the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

Lin Jing froze, he turned his head.

Chu Feihuan slowly stepped out of the half-waist-high grass.Blood dripped to the ground.

The firefly blue butterfly, the black-robed crane feathers, and the grass by the riverside of Wangchuan swayed gently, as if they met just yesterday.

"Ma'am," he retracted his sword casually, Qing Tong looked at him and smiled, "We meet again."

Lin Jing's whole body was stiff, his mind went blank for a second, and he stared blankly at Chu Feihuan approaching him.

This feeling is really weird

He watched Chu Feihuan's life, his love and hate, but he always met strangers who didn't know their names.

Never thought that these two words can appear at the same time.

Chu Feihuan's expression was loose, with a smile on his lips, as if nothing had changed.

He was still that glamorous young man back then, who rescued him when the road was bumpy.

Chu Feihuan asked: "Where does Madam want to go this time?"

Lin Jing was weird and indifferent: "Youhe Minggong."

Chu Feihuan said: "There are only dead people in the Nether River Netherworld Palace now. There are piles of corpses, dirty and bloody. Madam, let's change the place."

Lin Jing insisted: "I'm going to Youhe Ming Palace."

Chu Feihuan paused, then laughed: "Okay."

"But the palace of the underworld is too dangerous, I will give my wife a ride."

There are many bamboo rafts floating by the Wangchuan River. The aquatic plants are more than one meter high, and there are countless small insects hiding in them. They will fly out when they are alarmed.

The Lord of the Netherworld Palace said that the Netherworld Palace is dangerous, who is he lying to?Lin Jing sat on the bamboo raft in a complicated mood, his thoughts were confused, and he was silent.

Chu Feihuan's eyes fell on the thousand paper cranes on his waist, and asked lightly, "Madam, did you fold these paper cranes yourself?"

Lin Jing immediately denied it: "No, how could I fold this kind of thing. I bought it by the side of the road for a penny."

Chu Feihuan smiled lightly, and said calmly: "One penny can buy Mingli paper, which is hard to find in the cultivation world. Madam is really amazing."

Lin Jing: ""

He shut up and ignored him.

Chu Feihuan said very naturally, "Madam, how about giving me one?"

Lin Jing played a young lady who doesn't know what's good or bad to the extreme: "It's not good."

Chu Feihuan smiled: "Forget it."

"Why did Madam go to the Underworld Palace?"

Chu Feihuan seemed to enjoy talking to him this time.

Lin Jing thought of how aggressive he was in the third beggar's body back then, and felt like the wind and water were turning for a while.

"Find someone."

Chu Feihuan asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Lin Jing didn't speak again.

Chu Feihuan had gotten used to his weird temper, and said calmly: "Crying at Night City is very dangerous recently, and the devil is here to cause harm to the world. It's better for Madam to leave as soon as she finds someone."

Lin Jing laughed angrily: "The devil? Chu Feihuan?"

What are you putting on me?

Chu Feihuan: "Yes."

Lin Jing said indifferently: "He, hasn't he been killed by the four major sects?"

Chu Feihuan looked calm and smiled: "Madam hates him?"

Lin Jing: "Who doesn't hate such a devil who everyone can get and kill?"

Chu Feihuan said, "Indeed."

Lin Jing became even more angry, and said with a sneer: "I also heard that he is extremely ugly, greedy and lustful, and specializes in dirty and dirty things. Rape, murder, looting, all kinds of evil, the women in the night crying city will be scared when they see him. You have to take a detour."

Chu Feihuan thoughtfully repeated his words: "Rape, murder, looting, greed and lust?"

"That's right." His tone was calm and indifferent: "So it's best not to let Madam be seen by him, otherwise Madam's beauty may be forcibly taken by the devil."

Chu Fei laughed happily, turned his head to look at Lin Jing quietly, with deep blue demon eyes, and said word by word: "Then he was imprisoned in a golden cage and bound by iron chains, and he was locked up in the palace of the underworld day and night. Inside, I can only toss and turn between the beds, never seeing the sun."

Lin Jing: "" What the hell? ? ?

Lin Jing gritted his teeth: "Hehe."

Chu Feihuan turned his head, his pale side face was as indifferent as ever, and the sarcastic smile on the corners of his lips was fleeting: "Madam, the palace of the underworld is coming soon."

Bright red Bana flowers grow in front of the Hades Palace.

Exactly the same as the last time I saw it.

The white bones are the bridge, and at the end is the carrion blue butterfly, which is vivid and brilliant.

The bamboo raft docked.

Lin Jing stood up suddenly and walked to the shore.

But what to do next, he was in trouble.

Where is Shangguan Wuya?Subconsciously, he wanted to take off the thousand paper cranes around his waist and pass a letter to Shangguan Wuya, but Chu Feihuan's eyes followed him unhurriedly.

Lin Jing immediately put down his hands pretending to be calm, stepped on the human bones on the ground and walked inside.

Youhe Minggong is really like what Chu Feihuan said, there are dead people everywhere.Shangguan Wan was physically weak and weak, and the smell of death and blood was too strong here, and Lin Jing felt uncomfortable after walking two steps.The miasma was clogging his chest, making him uncomfortable.At this moment, he suddenly felt his hand being held.

That hand was cold and slender, sticking to the skin like the blade of a sword, Lin Jing's whole body was frozen for a moment, but immediately a cold air flowed through his body and turned into a warm current in his blood.The effects of human blood and miasma are gone.

Lin Jing tilted his head in astonishment, but only for a second.Turning back quickly, pursing his lips, Chu Feihuan led him forward.

Chu Feihuan was the master of the Demon Palace, and all the rotten insects and butterflies scattered around his robes.

Lin Jing's long white wreath dress was incompatible with the entire bloody palace of the underworld.

The wind blew the ring on his skirt, and the sound stirred up many butterflies.

Chu Feihuan asked casually, "Has Madam found the person she was looking for?"

Lin Jing stood in front of the door, speechless.

He knew that the Underworld would be miserable, but he didn't expect that the Underworld would be such a hell.

The corpse was separated, limbs were messed up, internal organs and brain were mixed together, yellow, white, white, red, and eyeballs fell on his toes.Shangguanwan's body couldn't stand the stimulation, and Lin Jing felt like throwing up again physically.

Before he vomited, Chu Feihuan covered his eyes.

The young man's thin and cool lips were almost close to his ear, and he said with a light smile, "I just said that Madam doesn't want to see this."

Lin Jing: "Let go."

Unexpectedly, Chu Feihuan said directly: "Shangguan Wuya is not here."

""

Lin Jing's hand trembled visibly, completely bewildered—Chu Feihuan knew his identity?

Chu Feihuan smiled inexplicably, and said kindly, "I'll take Madam to a place."

He blindfolded him and led him across the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

Finally, it stopped in front of a lotus pond.Different from the magnificence and holiness of the Yingluo Temple, the lotus here grows in the black pool. In the pool, there are dense black poisonous snakes entwining you and me. It makes your scalp tingle when you look closely, but above the ten thousand poisonous snakes, there are pure and pure flowers blooming. Pure lotus.

The lotus is almost transparent, because of the reflection of the black pool below, the edge shows a little dark color.The petals are crystal clear and crystal clear.

Chu Feihuan pointed it out to him: "Ma'am, look, the most pure flowers can grow in the darkest place."

Lin Jing closed his eyes, opened them again, and said in a cold voice, "Why do you know my identity?"

Chu Feihuan said to himself: "I said that this place looks like Madam's eyes."

"That's enough!" Lin Jing interrupted him, and by now he had long been impatient to accompany him to perform, and the irritated anger in his heart rose up for no reason. He looked at him and said, "You are the devil? Is it? Lords of the Underworld, Chu, Fei, and Huan?"

Chu Feihuan met his eyes, still immersed in his own world and smiled: "We are lucky, we caught up with the time when the lotus is in full bloom, and it will probably fall in a few days."

Lin Jing was really shocked: "Chu Feihuan, what are you still pretending for me?"

Chu Feihuan continued his own words: "Madam, do you know that the lotus falls?"

For a moment, all Lin Jing's words stuck in his throat, his blood congealed, and he stared blankly at him.

Chu Feihuan looked at his expression with great interest, and said quietly: "Madam knows about it. Back then, there was a song of lotus falling, a solitary grave and a wild mountain, and the wind and moon invited each other. I will never forget it. I don't know if I will be lucky enough to listen to Madam for me Sing the second time?"

Lin Jing turned pale and took a step back.

It was as if a thunderbolt struck straight from the mind, splitting the chaotic thinking, leaving black scorched earth and bone-chilling blood.

Chu Feihuan finally suppressed her smile, took a step forward, and said softly, "What are you still pretending to be? Ma'am."