Heaven is fearless

Tu Ying swallowed the blood rushing to his throat, lifted Tu Zhao's heavy body up, and tried to circulate his magic energy, but Dan Gong, who had exhausted his true energy, only returned a tingling pain like a needle, he coughed With a mouthful of bright red blood, he staggered towards the towering building not far away.

Arowana is worthy of being the king of the sea who has dominated the sea for tens of thousands of years. Even the demon king who has just awakened and is pregnant can fight against them. The vast East China Sea almost turned upside down under their battle. Brothers Even if the two teamed up, they could not gain the upper hand, and could only barely maintain an even match.

If it wasn't for Tu Zhao's sudden realization before the battle and breaking through a small realm, it would be difficult for them to even retreat.

But this is only in relative terms, Tu Zhao was unconscious after exhausting his spiritual energy to slash the sea piercing sword, and Tu Ying was not much better. He didn't dare to relax at the end, but fortunately, the "Heavenly Demon Art" taught to him by Mingxue was endless, and the demon energy in the Dan Palace was abundant, enough for him to survive until he left the East China Sea, otherwise...

Tu Ying stopped her heavy steps, as if she was extremely tired, she let out a low breath, turned her face and wiped the rain on her shoulders.

Mingxue...

They retreated in a hurry, and Tu Ying had to give up Mingxue in order to catch Tu Zhao. Thinking of the scene he saw in a hurry when they retreated, Tu Ying supported Tu Zhao on his back again, and deliberately closed his eyes. Pretend to be nothing.

He raised his head and looked into the distance. Although he couldn't use the magic energy, the eyesight of a cultivator was unrivaled. Through the milky white rain curtain, a sky-high building rose in the direction of Dong'e Wangfu. He had never been to this building before. , but I have heard my brother describe its appearance, and this is also the place they agreed to go to——

Witch family, dangerous building.

Even though he didn't know why the dangerous building suddenly appeared here, Tu Ying didn't have the energy to think about the reason at the moment. Rather, he even breathed a sigh of relief, at least he didn't have to go to the far east.

It wasn't until he approached step by step with Tu Zhao that something was wrong.

Above the Zhumen of Dong’e Wangfu, there are plain white banners and dark blue silks and satins hanging all over. Two white lanterns with black inscriptions on them are turning desolately in the wind and rain. There is a look of panic all over the place.

Tuying still knows some mortal rules. Those who can hang a streamer at the main entrance must be the master of the mansion. There are only three masters in the Dong'e Palace, one Dong'e King, one Dong'e Princess, and one He is the future heir of Dong'e County.

...the future heir, the young son of King Dong'a who is suspected to be the reincarnation of the witch lord.

Tu Ying suddenly raised her head, looked at the dangerous building floating high above, and had an incredible guess in her heart, it shouldn't be...

Ordinary people can't see the dangerous building, so Tu Ying took out the last elixir from his sleeve pocket, crushed it to absorb the magic energy in it, grabbed the door in front of him, pressed the acupuncture point on his head, and asked in a low voice: "Is there anything in the mansion?" What's the matter?"

Menzi's expression was confused, and he opened his mouth obediently to answer: "His Highness Shizi was murdered by unknown villains who broke in. The prince passed out as soon as he saw Shizi's body. He has not recovered from his serious illness. The princess is worrying about his funeral."

Murdered? !

Hearing this answer, Tuying found it inconceivable. He had personally seen the witch guarding the witch master, not to mention a ghost king... What kind of villain could kill the witch master by force beyond the guarding witch master's maiden and ghost king?

He was stunned for a while, feeling inconceivable: "Where are the guards in your mansion?"

The muscles on Menzi's cheeks twitched, revealing a genuinely sad expression: "...Dong'e was hit by floods, the prince sent out most of the guards in the mansion to save people, and the whole mansion couldn't fill a small courtyard...Who would have thought That scoundrel is so frenzied that he took advantage of the emptiness in the mansion..."

Tu Ying opened her eyes slightly when she heard the words, and wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

He had a vague guess in his mind, he was afraid that the villain was not a mortal at all, otherwise how could he break through the witch's defense and kill the witch master?

But since he is a cultivator, he must be afraid of being entangled in karma, why would he kill a young child?Unless they know the true identity of this child! ——Then aren't they afraid of revenge from the Wu Clan?

The more Tu Ying thought about it, the more confused he became, so he simply didn't think about it. He pushed the door back to its original place, unlocked the soul-hunting technique, and walked towards the gate of the dangerous building with his brother who was still unconscious on his back. His heart sank.

If such a big event happened to the witch master, I am afraid that the whole witch clan will no longer pay attention to his intentions. If the witch master dies...

Before they got close, the closed door of the dangerous building suddenly opened, and a pale and exquisite girl stood behind the door. She seemed to have known that someone would come, and her eyes were fixed on Tuying, as if her heart was boiling with depression. After a while, he said coldly: "Come in."

After getting the letter, Tu Ying didn't take a step. He felt the killing intent flashed by the girl just now, and moved his toes back slightly, ready to pull back.

Noticing his inconspicuous little movements, You Gou moved his lips, as if he was trying to show a smile, but in the end he failed. The unruly Wu tribe girl taunted: "Why, don't dare? You demons are not all courageous. Is it big?"

Tu Ying keenly grasped the hatred for the demons in her words, and her thoughts turned sharply and she asked tentatively: "I don't know where the demons offended the girl?"

You Gou took a deep look at him, and his expression suddenly became a little tired: "Forget it, it has nothing to do with you, the high priest already knows your reason for coming, but he can't get out now, you should rest in a dangerous building for a few days first Bar."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left on her own. Tu Ying hesitated for a moment, looking at her brother who was seriously injured, she still gritted her teeth and followed in.

Everyone in the dilapidated building is a master of medicine. Tu Zhao just fell into a coma because of exhaustion of spiritual power. As long as there is enough elixir supplemented by warm and cool herbs, people can be awakened. Fortunately, there are many elixirs in the dangerous building. Although Yougou complained about him, all kinds of medicines were still sent into their rooms like flowing water.

Tu Zhao opened his eyes after being in a coma for a day. Tu Ying changed clothes and sat by the window, quietly watching the situation outside through the window.

"What's the matter outside?" Tu Zhao asked in a low voice, trying to prop up his body and sit slowly, Tu Ying suddenly came back to his senses: "Brother? You're awake."

None of them mentioned the Jade God first, Tu Zhao used his mental skills to push the nearly exhausted spiritual energy to swim in the spiritual palace, and asked softly, "What were you looking at just now? I saw that you were very engrossed in watching it."

Tu Ying subconsciously glanced out of the window again, paused for a long while, and then said slowly: "The young son of the Dong'e Palace is going to have a funeral today."

It was still pouring rain outside, and there were only a few dozens of people in the funeral procession. Compared with King Dong'a's love for his youngest son and his etiquette, such a number of people can be said to be extremely shabby, but the flood outside was still serious, and the mourners couldn't come. There are not even enough people who can blow and blow.

Those who carried the coffin, scattered paper money, and played music... were all servants of the mansion.

Dressed in white, Princess Dong'a was as thin as a silhouette. She had no makeup on her face, her expression was dull, and her eyes were dim and empty. The two maids on the left and right supported her body weight on their own to let her move forward.

This noble woman is just like any mother who has lost her beloved son. She doesn't know what day and night will be. She just walks forward beside the black coffin, her eyes glued to the coffin, as if she wants to wake up again through it. Like my child who loves to stay in bed.

Walking on the other side of the coffin was a stooped old man. Tu Ying stared intently for a while, only to be shocked to find that this thin old man with half of his hair white turned out to be the King Dong'a they had all seen before!

But the middle-aged man with bright eyes, wide body and fat body had disappeared. What appeared here was a man with an old mourning expression. The feet seemed to consume all the strength in his body.

As they were walking, there was a sudden burst of mournful crying in the team. Princess Dong'a threw herself on the coffin and screamed: "Bao'er is still alive! I heard him calling mother concubine! Bao'er is still alive!" Live!"

The two maids were sobbing, trying to pull the princess down one by one, begging in a low voice: "Your Highness...Your Highness...the crown prince has already passed away, you misheard..."

Like a lioness protecting a calf, Princess Dong'e suddenly raised her head, showing a fierce look in her eyes: "Who said my son has gone?! My son is going to live a long life! My son has been smart since he was a child, and he said that he must learn hundreds of years. Home, turn Dong’e into the most affluent county in Dayan, he hasn’t grown up yet, he hasn’t learned a teacher yet... Who said my son has gone?! If you say such unlucky words, I will drive you out of the palace!”

The two maids were so crying that they couldn't speak, and it was the haggard-faced man who stopped the princess: "My lord, that's enough!"

His voice was deep and majestic, as cold as iron in his mouth. The concubine looked at him blankly, and a bright light burst out of her eyes: "My lord... my lord! Bao'er is still alive, and he was called mother concubine just now..."

King Dong'a's lips trembled. He walked over through the mud and rain, and pushed away the guard who was holding an umbrella for him. He didn't care that his hair and clothes were wet under the heavy rain, and gently hugged his wife's emaciated shoulders: "Xijun, don't cry."

The concubine looked at him with wide eyes. Her eye sockets were dry without any trace of moisture. She stared at her husband for a while, then she suddenly laughed like a young girl, and pointed at King Dong'a: "My lord, who is crying?" You."

King Dong'a bent down, his back trembling. This is a very ugly posture. No noble son who has received a strict royal education would make such an appearance in front of people, but King Dong'a seemed to be crushed by the weight of a mountain. Back, etiquette and education, all were thrown aside by him.

"Xijun, let's go, let's take Bao'er to sleep." He straightened up, and put his hand on the shoulder of his crazy wife, "Bao'er is fast asleep, let's not disturb him."

Princess Dong'e's eyes were clear for a moment, and then she fell into a hazy joy: "Bao'er is asleep? He has been sick for the past few days, and it is rare for him to fall asleep. We will not disturb him."

The concubine lowered her voice and waved her hands back and forth to signal them to be silent. King Dong'a pressed the heavy and cold coffin with the other hand, and said softly, "Bao'er, sleep well. Father, mother and concubine will take you to find your grandparents. They are all very nice people and will love Boa very much."

"My father is useless, I can't protect Bao'er, in my next life...if Bao'er is still willing to be my father's son..."

His voice dropped, choked in his throat, leaving only convulsive crying.

This team trudged through the water and rain, and disappeared after a while. Tu Ying watched them leave his sight. Tu Zhao hadn't said a word since hearing him say that the son had died, and waited until Tu Ying turned his eyes from the empty space. After moving away on the long street, he asked, "Did you die of illness?"

Tu Ying shook her head and told him her guess, and the two of them fell into an unknown silence.

"...Fortunately, the Witch Master is still there." Tu Ying said incomprehensibly.

But Tu Zhao thought more: "The witch master was reincarnated before he died, such a thing..."

Neither of them spoke. At the same time, they thought of the Ghost King who somehow appeared in Dong'e Palace. When it comes to soul reincarnation, who could be better at it?

"I'm afraid Lord Xiyi did something..." Tu Zhao said vaguely, "Stealing the fate of mortals, hiding it from the way of heaven, and avoiding the karmic punishment of heaven..."

The twins fell silent again, and Tu Zhao knew a little more than Tu Ying. He almost immediately remembered what he said that day in the dangerous building, the past of the ghost king and the witch master, and the look in Xiyi Jun's eyes when he mentioned the witch master. Paranoid scorching light...

Tu Ying's words interrupted his recollection: "Master is still in the hands of the Demon Emperor, I want to see the Demon Emperor, he may know how to deal with the Demon Emperor."

Tu Zhao looked at him: "How is your injury?"

Tu Ying smiled absently at him: "It's almost done."

They defended against the enemy together, and who didn't know how much strength each other had put in. The Tu Zhao who had broken through had even dried up his spiritual palace, not to mention the Tu Ying who was fighting for his life from the beginning to the end.

But Tu Zhao didn't expose his younger brother's lie of being brave, but nodded calmly: "Okay, I'll go with you."

They proposed to meet the witch master, but Yugou rejected them straight away, with a cold expression: "The high priest does not see any guests."

After she said this, she turned her head and left. The organs in the building flew up and down, but in an instant, the slim figure disappeared.

The twins looked at each other on the ground for a while, both of them pale with serious injuries, a soft laughter sounded from behind them, Tu Ying's expression tightened, and the sleeve knife had already slipped into his palm: "Who is it?"

"Ah, don't get me wrong, Master Tu, we have met." An elegant and gentle voice received it.

When they turned their heads, the pillars cast a shadow on the corridor, and a young man with a dignified and elegant figure slowly turned out of the shadow, holding a folding fan in his hand, and the sky-blue toga was covered with a light silver gauze, with fluttering sleeves , Pei Yu Qiang Qiang, seems to be a son of a family who came out of an ancient family with bells and lanterns in the courtyard of the deep house-he is indeed a son of a family to the letter.

Ascetics have a superb memory, and after just meeting each other, Tu Zhao remembered the identity of this person: "... Mr. Xu."

Mr. Xiyi's elder brother, Xu Shixi, the eldest son of the Shanyin Xu family in the mortal world.

He lived in a dilapidated building a few years ago to recuperate from his illness. Judging by his complexion, he should be doing well.

Xu Shixi always had a gentle and harmless smile in his eyes. He glanced in the direction of Yougou's departure, and said implicitly: "The dangerous building suddenly rushed here a few days ago, and the witch master who hadn't been out for a long time made a movement later. , but according to my observations, Tianheng Xingjun's physical condition is not very good."

He used "not very good" to be extremely euphemistic. According to his observation of Yougou, maybe this period of time may be the end of Tianheng Xingjun.

He could feel that his younger brother had also come to the dangerous building, but he didn't know magic tricks, so he couldn't find his younger brother who deliberately wanted to avoid him, so he had to try his luck, and whoever wanted to bump into these two...

Xu Shixi looked at Tu Ying with meaningful eyes: "Tianheng Xingjun seems to have been hurt by a member of the demon clan, that's why Miss Yougou is dissatisfied with Shaojun."

Knowing this information suddenly, Tu Ying and Tu Zhao were stunned for a moment, and then the pair of twins suddenly looked at each other: "Good Lord?!"

Xu Shixi raised his brows slightly, and stood aside with a smile. Seeing that they didn't say more, he regretted in his heart, but still had a smile on his face: "If you want to see Tianheng Xingjun, it's useless to find Miss Yougou, but Xiyi is in the dangerous building, except for Miss Yougou, only Xiyi can see Tianheng Xingjun these few days, as long as you can find Xiyi, he should be able to take you to meet the witch master."

Hearing this, Tu Zhao felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. He stared at Xu Shixi for a long while, but couldn't see any flaws in his face, so he nodded: "Thank you."

Xu Shixi paused for a moment, with a doting and helpless expression on his face, his eyes fell not far away, and he sighed softly: "My younger brother has had an awkward fight with me again recently. When you see him, you'd better not mention my name first. If he really doesn't agree, take me to see him."

Although Tu Zhao felt that this request was a bit strange, it was not an excessive request after all, so he readily nodded and agreed.

The author has something to say: It was supposed to be updated yesterday, but I left my computer at a friend's house... I'll let you pinch your stomachs. jg

Hahahahaha Actually, Tianheng didn't want to see them at all, so he just asked the dangerous building to provide them with a place to recuperate, but who knew that a big brother full of bad things would appear.

Xu Shixi: Brother, let me help you catch up with your sweetheart!

Xiyi: ...