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Wen Baiyu stared blankly at his legs, and in a blink of an eye, the sky suddenly turned overcast.

The sound of "rumbling" sounded, and the lightning flashed and thundered for a while, and the dazzling thunder and lightning pierced the sky, as if to tear a hole in the sky.

The downpour fell instantly, and Wen Baiyu was terrified by the rain, and when he looked up again, the back of Wan Cheng Jinghou had disappeared.

Wen Baiyu became anxious immediately, stood on the spot and turned around, surrounded by hillsides, there was no shelter from the rain at all, Wen Baiyu didn't dare to stand still, so he walked forward slowly against the rain.

"Shasha... Shasha..."

After walking a few steps, he vaguely heard footsteps, Wen Baiyu was so frightened that he immediately stood still, and sure enough, every few seconds, he saw a man in black walking out of the grass.

That person looks exactly like Wan Cheng Jinghou!

It's just that Wen Baiyu didn't dare to call him, because he was wearing a black robe, and he didn't have short, clean hair, but long hair, tied up with a feather crown.

The man's luxurious robe was wet, and he was walking in the rain. He stopped suddenly, and Wen Baiyu trembled in fright, thinking that he had been discovered.

But the man was staring at the ground, suddenly bent down, and picked up something from the ground with both hands.

Wen Baiyu took a closer look, and it turned out to be a baby bird.

The chick was white all over, and its feathers were like fine white jade. It fluttered slightly in the man's palm. There was a faint blood stain on the left wing of the chick, which seemed to be injured.

Wen Baiyu noticed that the baby bird's eyes were like rubies, its wings were blown, its neck was raised, and its round eyes were staring at the man.

Without hesitation, the man tore off a corner of his robe, and gently wrapped it around the chick's left wing. He moved cautiously, then opened the skirt, and held the chick in his arms to avoid the rain.

It rained heavily for a long time, and when the rain stopped, the man found a branch, put the chick gently on the branch, patted the chick's head with a smile, and said, "Can it still fly?"

Naturally, the chick couldn't speak, but just stared at the man with ruby-like eyes, then flicked the water droplets on its feathers, suddenly spread its wings, and flew straight into the sky.

Only then did Wen Baiyu realize that this white chick with six tails turned out to be a phoenix.

Wen Baiyu thought of the story he saw in the tomb last time, King Xiang and Honghu, if the beginning of the story is like what he just saw, in fact, King Xiang had kindness to Honghu first, then Honghu repays the favor by picking the bones of the phoenix to make a dagger, It is also understandable.

Just as Wen Baiyu was thinking, he vaguely smelled another strange fragrance, a faint fragrance, a bit like sandalwood, and a bit like lotus, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Hearing this aroma for the second time, Wen Baiyu's eyes darkened again, his mind felt dizzy for a moment, and he almost knelt on the ground.

When Wen Baiyu opened his eyes, the scene in front of him changed, it was no longer a wild hillside, but a magnificent palace...

Wen Baiyu touched his arm, he was drenched in so much rain just now, and now his body is not wet at all, and his legs are not broken.

It really is an illusion...

The hall was very quiet, Wen Baiyu was standing in the middle, and many people wearing ancient official robes knelt on the hall, kneeling one by one, with their heads on the ground, not daring to lift up or pant, as if there would be someone at any time. Like danger.

Soon, a waiter turned around behind the screen in the main hall and said, "Your Majesty, I invite Mr. Bai Yu."

After he finished speaking, Wen Baiyu heard the sound of shackles, "Ding Dang...Ding Dang..." Soon a man in white came in from outside the hall.

Wen Baiyu's eyes widened immediately, and he touched his face subconsciously. The man who walked in looked the same as him!

It's just that the man's long hair was loose, and his eyes were ruby ​​​​color. Although he was wearing shackles on his hands and feet, he didn't look like a prisoner at all.

The man in white walked in and walked around the screen. Behind the screen was a bed, and a man was lying on it. His eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he no longer had the usual majesty and arrogance.

The waiter said: "My king, Mr. Bai Yu is here."

King Xiang opened his eyes, waved his hand, and the waiter retreated behind the screen.

The man in white clothes stood beside the couch, King Xiang was still lying down, raised his eyes to look at him, and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, and said: "Sir, it is just as expected... The lonely king will stand at thirty this year, but he has already reached the end... Before the lonely What I told you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the man in white had already said calmly: "Prince Xiang, don't worry... I have already promised to be buried for you."

King Xiang seemed to have taken a deep breath, and stopped looking at the man in white, and said, "Sir... said... after death, do people really have a soul? It's just a ghost, it's just a disaster for the world..."

The man in white didn't speak, and King Xiang continued to speak slowly alone: ​​"When the lonely king was still a prince, the lonely king decided to be a wise king in the future. There are too many things to do, but it is more refreshing to be a tyrant...Fortunately, there is still time, Gu...does not want to be a foolish king."

King Xiang finally looked at the man in white again, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed to be struggling to speak, he said: "How many times have I thought about it, even killing immortals and gods, it's nothing, I just want to keep you by my side , 20 years, 100 years, 1000 years, [-] years, forever...whether it is life or death...but now I understand that I have gained too much in this life, and there are some things that I can never ask for..."

King Xiang paused for a moment, then slowly stretched out his big pale hand, gently caressing the man's cheek in white, and said with difficulty, "How can I be willing to let you come and be buried for me?"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his other hand, holding a black key in his hand, which is the key to bind the fairy iron chain, and said: "You go..."

As soon as King Xiang's words fell, there was a crisp sound of "Dang!", King Xiang's outstretched hand suddenly fell, and the black iron key fell to the ground beside the couch.

Hearing the movement, the waiter immediately poked his head to look, then knelt down and cried loudly, followed by the ministers who were kneeling behind the screen, they also started to cry loudly, and the bell was ringing in the palace of Xiangguo.

That's mourning...

Wen Baiyu's throat slipped, and his eyes felt a little sore. Could it be that King Xiang didn't let Honghu be buried with him in the end?

The man in white didn't speak at all, just stood quietly. Amidst the bursts of mourning, the man in white suddenly moved, and a faint white light slowly radiated from his body, gradually changing from the form of a man into a white Hulk of feathers.

With a loud sound of "snap!", the moment the man turned into a swan, the shackles on his hands and feet were broken easily, and there was no need for a key at all.

Honghu lowered his neck, bowed his head on the side of King Xiang's neck, and rubbed it lightly. Tears swirled in his red eyes, and a low mournful cry came from his beak, as if he was crying...

Wen Baiyu watched Honghu weeping, and felt a sharp pain in his heart. He didn't know why, and he was a little out of breath, as if he could understand Honghu's feelings at this moment.

Wen Baiyu took a deep breath, as if something was swirling in his head, as if something was about to break through the ground, but it was like a layer of window paper, which would never be able to penetrate.

"what!"

At this moment, Wen Baiyu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder, as if someone had bitten him, and his head went numb from the pain.

Wen Baiyu flicked his left hand subconsciously, and with a "bang", he threw something away.

Wen Baiyu's figure was unsteady, and suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his leg, and a cold sweat swept over him, followed by a shake, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

It was pitch black before Wen Baiyu's eyes, and it took two or three seconds before he got used to the darkness.

There is a long tomb passage in front of me, and various murals are engraved on the stone walls on both sides of the tomb passage, all of which are stories that cannot be asked for. The people in each mural are crying in despair. The more Wen Baiyu looks at it, the more his eyes become numb. , as if to be sucked in at any time.

Can not watch!

Wen Baiyu shook his head, pinched his right leg, the pain was so painful that he reluctantly withdrew his mind.

"Ho-ho-"

Wen Baiyu couldn't help opening his eyes wide when he heard a strange voice coming from the dark place, and suddenly remembered that when he woke up from the hallucination just now, he felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder.

Wen Baiyu looked sideways, and saw that the sleeve of his left hand had been torn off, and his left shoulder was glistening with blood, revealing the birthmark of the phoenix totem, and there was a long scar just below the left shoulder...

"Ho-ho..."

The weird voice came again, panting heavily like a wild beast waiting for an opportunity to hunt.

Wen Baiyu squinted his eyes and looked forward, only to see a hunched man standing in the dark, because there was no light, Wen Baiyu could not see the man's face clearly.

The man hunched over, with his hands drooping, and walked slowly towards Wen Baiyu. When he took a step, his arms swayed, like a zombie in a movie.

Wen Baiyu held his breath and stared, the "zombie" was still walking towards him step by step, walking a little further, Wen Baiyu could smell the stench emanating from him.

Wen Baiyu immediately wanted to run away, but as soon as he stood up, he fell to the ground again with a "bang". Now it was not an illusion, his leg was broken, and he couldn't run at all.

Wen Baiyu's hands trembled, Wan Cheng Jinghou didn't know where he was going, he had no experience at all, he was so frightened that he lost his mind, but forced himself to calm down.

Wen Baiyu quickly took off the backpack on his back, which was brought by Wan Cheng Jinghou before going out, because Wan Cheng Jinghou wanted to carry himself on his back, so he carried the backpack on his back.

"Hiss—" Wen Baiyu tore open the backpack, rummaged through it frantically, and accidentally touched something cold with his fingers.

It turned out to be a dragon scale dagger!

"Ho-ho-"

The "zombie" let out a strange roar from his throat, and walked over step by step. Wen Baiyu stood up while leaning on the wall, holding the dagger tightly in his right hand, his palm was covered with sweat.

When the "zombie" got closer, the rotten stench became stronger and stronger, making Wen Baiyu almost faint, these are not the most important.

When Wen Baiyu saw him approaching, his face became paler and paler, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his eyes widened for a moment, fear made him clenched his back molars tightly.

It wasn't a "zombie", the mouths of the people who walked over were covered in blood, because the gaps between the exposed teeth were also covered in blood, which was caused by biting Wen Baiyu just now.

His legs and feet were slightly lame, and every time he took a step, his body and arms visibly shook. It turned out to be someone Wen Baiyu knew, that lame man!