[Thunderbolt] Wandering without a home, where to return

Heihou's eyes showed a dark look when he heard the words: "The antidote to Qijue's hatred, the martial arts of the king of hell, the throne of the forest prison, and the little sister of this empress, are these enough?!"

Qian Yuzai lowered his eyes and replied respectfully: "The black empress is wise."

"Then why don't you go with the empress one more time." Full of calculations, the empress stepped out of the funeral pass.

Yuan Wuxiang, who left the forest prison not long ago, returned directly to Shuying Xiyang, and by the way saw Tired Shoutian who was supposed to be floating outside.

"Master, you are finally back."

Seeing Yuan Wuxiang come back, Mo Xunxing and Liu Fengcui breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young Master, it was Su Zhenzhen who sent Juan Shou Tian here. He said that so far only this place can ensure the safety of Juan Shou Tian."

Yuan Wuxiang waved back the two of them, came to Tired Shoutian's side, and asked without any inquiry: "I have the knowledge that the king of hell doesn't pass on Qijue Lihen, my friend, how do you feel at the moment?"

"Not bad." Tired Shoutian's expression remained unchanged, but he was slightly surprised in his heart.

"Ha, it won't be long before someone will send the antidote. I'm afraid my friend won't be able to experience this feeling for long."

Tired of hearing the words, his face darkened: "Conditions."

"Jian Shoutian's life, only Yuan Wuxiang can exchange it, it's a fair deal." As soon as Yuan Wuxiang finished speaking, he saw Tired Shoutian staring at him, then his face turned red, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood.

"Friends don't need to get excited, this young master is not selling himself, you can rest assured." Seeing that Tired Shoutian was still staring at him, Yuan Wuxiang bent down to look at the man who could only meditate and smiled more gently: "If you don't calm down, I will I will use soul power to help you stabilize."

While talking, there was a voice asking for a visit from outside.

"After the forest prison was dark, I came to ask to see Yuan Wuxiang."

"My friend, your antidote is here."

"Original No Country, you..."

"Friend, wait for me to come back." A kiss full of infinite nostalgia landed on the corner of Tired Shoutian's mouth, and Yuan Wuxiang who straightened his body took advantage of the opportunity to withdraw the hand that had just been tapped on Tired Shoutian's acupoints.

"The Queen of Darkness is coming from afar, and Yuan Wuxiang has lost his way to welcome you." The polite words with elegant voice came out with the figure of Yuan Wuxiang.

Hei Hou looked at Yuan Wuxiang, who looked harmless to humans and animals at the moment, and took out a medicine bottle and a cheat book with a gloomy face: "This is the antidote for Qi Jue Li Hate, this is the martial art of Yama."

"To cut to the chase so straight to the point, the antidote is nothing more than the antidote, Yan Wang martial arts, such a heavy gift, what price does the Black Empress want to pay for Yuan Wuxiang?"

"Yan Wang's martial arts will exchange you for having no country and going to forest prison."

"Didn't someone collect information about the plight when the Black Empress entered the funeral gate?" Putting away the antidote, Yuan Wuxiang glanced at the cheat book in his hand and smiled playfully.

"of course."

"Since this is the case, you should know that it is useless for you to keep this copy of Yama's martial arts book."

"You really can't practice martial arts anymore?"

Yuan Wuxiang returned to Yan Wang Wuxue and said with a smile: "Of course."

"Then why are you able to kill Prince Sen Prison, why can you..."

"Why can you restrain the black queen?" After the black queen stopped suddenly and finished what he hadn't finished speaking, Yuan Wuxiang's slightly raised mouth seemed to be smiling.

"I once heard that Daozhen has a master in the south and a famous sword in the north. They are collectively called Shuangxiu."

"The prime minister said bluntly, I don't like to beat around the bush, it's a waste of time."

"Because there is no right, the head of Yinbiao can only abandon the original honor. Because of no right, all the heads of Yinbiao can only pay a huge price to leave the Southern Sect. I wonder if what I am saying is right?"

"The prime minister wants to tell me that I can enjoy the honor and rights after entering the forest prison?"

"Yes."

"As far as I know, the only person who can enjoy these things in the forest prison is the master of the forest prison. Are you going to regard me as the king?"

Qian Yuzhe was taken aback, apparently he did not expect Yuan Wuxiang's appetite to be so big.

"Why not?"

Qian Yuzai looked at Heihou in surprise, Heihou, are you serious?

"Since ancient times, the throne has always been won by the capable, isn't it?" He glanced at Yuan Wuxiang lightly, and the black queen's eyes showed provocation.

"The black queen is so sure that she can help me to the throne of the forest prison?"

"of course."

"The throne of the Forest Prison is exchanged for my son to enter the Forest Prison. What about the conditions for the antidote?"

"The soul is like frost."

Just a name, Yuan Wuxiang replied with a smile: "Then I won't return the antidote. I'll see you at Zangtianguan in three days."

"Yes, please."

"Are you really going to prison?"

While Yuan Wuxiang was still sitting there meditating, Tired Shoutian was helped out by Liu Fengcui.

Yuan Wuxiang tilted his head to look at Tired Shoutian, shook his head helplessly and said: "They told you to wait for me for a while."

"It's not difficult to break through the strength of your acupuncture points."

"This is the antidote."

Putting the antidote aside, Tired Shoutian looked at Yuan Wuxiang and asked, "Are you really going to Forest Prison?"

"The blow from the outside is far less effective than the disintegration from the inside. Since the Black Queen is so sincere, why should I agree to her?"

"What if I don't agree?"

"Then go back to seclusion with me, how about it?" Yuan Wuxiang looked at his friend with a trace of anger and frustration with one hand on his chin, and smiled casually.

Tired Shoutian looked at Yuan Wuxiang, the moment he clenched his fist, he suddenly picked up the antidote and swallowed it into his mouth.

"Friends, the road ahead is bumpy. In our line of work, it is inevitable that we will part ways. You should cherish it."

"Break up?" Tired Shoutian narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous glint flashed in them.

"Ha, that's just what I said in the scene. Even if I am in Sen Prison, I am still in Cao Ying and my heart is in Han."

"The black queen may not believe you."

"She doesn't need to believe me, she just needs me to eradicate the Sen prison prince for him. In this regard, I have the same goal as hers."

"I'm worried."

"Then let me accompany you into the forest prison by the side of the servant."

"Liu Fengcui?" Juan Shoutian pondered for a while without answering, just looked at Yuan Wuxiang.

"Forget it, since that's the case, you can stay with me, so that you can feel at ease if you want to be a friend."

"Thank you." Juan Shoutian bowed to Liu Fengcui: "Yuan Wuxiang will leave it to you."

"Tian Shou Tian, ​​you are serious. There is no way for you to repay the kindness of saving your life to Liu Fengcui. Besides, the reason for going to the forest prison is for the sake of hardship. It is also a blessing for Liu Fengcui to be by your side."

"Ha." Tired Shoutian smiled lightly, looked at Yuan Wuxiang who was sitting opposite, his gaze was rarely as foggy as Yuan Wuxiang.

Facing that gaze, Yuan Wuxiang couldn't help but twitch his brows, but he paused just as he was about to get up, and his weary gaze turned to the outside: "You seem to have a visitor."

"Tsk tsk, it's fine for others to know about Misty Rain and Setting Sun, how come everyone knows about this Sparse Shadow and Setting Sun now?"

"The battle here since Xuanxiao has resounded along with your original son's name throughout the martial arts world, hasn't it?"

"Are you embarrassing me?"

"How dare you."

"Liu Fengcui, welcome the Taoists outside."

"Yes."

"Taoist?" Juan Shoutian saw a sneer flashing across Yuan Wuxiang's mouth, and couldn't help but frowned, and then he saw that the person attracted by Liu Fengcui was actually a light for the world.

"I never thought that the person invited by the Southern Sect would be a Daoist, but it was beyond Yuan Wuxiang's expectation."

Zhaoshi Mingdeng sighed lightly, and with a flicker of the light in his hand, the thing Shuangxiu was most familiar with appeared on the stone table: "The matter of Ge Xianchuan has been exposed by Yinbiao, and Daopan of Nanzong asked me to deliver Yinbiaoxuan. Come."

"Is this an apology? Or a bargaining chip?" Yuan Wuxiang stretched out his hand to caress Xuan Jie, who had been with him for half his life and was born and died with him, and smiled softly: "It's a pity that the current Yuan Wuxiang is no longer blessed with such magical weapons. How the Taoist came, let him go back."

"The magic weapon has a spirit, it is not determined by man, can't you feel its reaction to you?"

Feeling Yinbiao Xuanjie trembling slightly under his palm, Yuan Wuxiang had a smile on his lips but a stern look in his eyes: "Even if I accept it, it doesn't mean anything, and Xuanjie's current reaction can only be that Yinbiao Xuanjie There is no one else to solve the problem.”

"Ci Lang was only entrusted to bring Xuan Jie and renew it."

Yuan Wuxiang squinted his eyes subconsciously, thinking of that Nanzong Daopan who had done almost nothing and had an ambiguous position in his previous life, the coldness in his heart passed instantly.

"So, I will accept Yinpuxuanjie. As for the continuation, if the Taoist can do it and thinks it is necessary, then follow the Taoist's will, how?"

"Please let me have a look."

"can."

Yuan Wuxiang put his hand in front of Zhaoshi Mingdeng, and the moment Zhaoshimingdeng took his pulse, his hand moved to Yuan Wuxiang's shoulder, and after frowning for a long time, he let go and sighed softly: "I understand."

"Those who have worked hard have gone through this experience, and Yuan Wuxiang is here to thank you."

Zhao Shi Ming Deng smiled wryly: "This thank you, Ci Lang deserves it."

Yuan Wuxiang smiled gently, and the coldness hidden in his eyes turned into a spring breeze. He thanked Zhao Shimingdeng for bringing him back Yinbiao Xuanjie.

"This thank you, the Taoist can send it for the time being, maybe Xuanjie will still trouble the Taoist in the future."

Zhao Shiming Deng was slightly startled, then glanced thoughtfully at Yuan Wuxiang and nodded: "Xuan Jie has been delivered, Ci Lang has other things to do, please leave first, please."

"Yinbiao Xuanjie, can you still use it now?"

"What answer does your friend want to hear?"

"Since you and I set foot in the rivers and lakes again, you seem to like this kind of game of letting me guess."

Sliding his fingers over Xuan Jie, Yuan Wuxiang's gentle eyes showed a trace of affection: "Because being tired of reaping the sky is Yuan Wuxiang's only joy in life."

"Yinbiao Xuanjie... Is Nanzong going to return to your control?"

"It's a pity that the former Yinbiao master never controlled the Southern Sect, but now Yuan Wuxiang will never return to the Yinbiao master."

"What's Nanzong Daopan's idea?"

"The most despicable guess is that he wants to use me as his shield, and the most selfless guess is that he will pay for what he did to me back then."

"You seem to be only partial to the first possibility."

"And you seem to trust my judgment completely."

"Now, I have no other choice but to believe in you."

"Ha, why does my friend's words seem to have thousands of grievances?"

Tired Shoutian suddenly got up and approached Yuan Wuxiang, his translucent golden eyes caught a touch of darkness: "Yuan Wuxiang, I'll wait for you to come back."

"Yuan Wuxiang, I have been waiting for you to come back."

The echoes in the distance and the voices close at hand suddenly overlapped, and Yuan Wuxiang's heart suddenly ached. In the past, he just took the wrong road, and as long as there are people, there is a chance to correct his mistakes, but now...

"Yuan Wuxiang, promise me! You will definitely come back!"

The sudden soreness on his shoulders made Yuan Wuxiang, who was in a trance and with sore eyes, come back to his senses, but when he regained his composure, he found that Tired Shoutian was looking at him with shocking stubbornness.

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