no one knows better than me

Ever since he was a child, it was the first time that Zhu Heng had such an illusion of trance and absurdity.

She rushed over after her, and the moment she heard Zhuang Qingliu calling out the word "Master", her first reaction was to search for the face of Zhuang Huang or the "Shenshan Monk" in the dense night.However, in the next moment, she could clearly see that standing in Zhuang Qingliu's eyes, there was only one "Daoist Priest Burning Lamp".

However, this person, how could he be "Master"?

Zhuang Qingliu's gaze fell motionlessly on the face of the person in front of him: "Is it surprising? I asked Duan Bin to vote for the Yu family, and she was discovered because of her identity as a mountain monk. So after designing the 'Lengdeng Laodao' kiss The emergence of the dream wave of visiting the old people blocked the speculation that it might spread further naturally in time."

"Later, I realized that she knew what I was thinking in advance, so I came here to explore and visit the pavilion. She deliberately said that kind of mysterious words as a veteran of the lamp, and wanted me not to intervene."

"But these two people, they have never appeared together at the same time."

After Zhuang Qingliu finished speaking, he suddenly and softly pushed out a palm, forcing Zhuang Huang to completely let go of Sect Master Qiu from his hand, and raised his hand to catch it.Between the palms of the two, the spiritual light swayed in all directions like water waves, and they both stepped back a few feet.

Although these words were difficult to understand for a while, everyone present reacted in surprise at this moment. A shudder-like chill suddenly appeared on Mei Huazhou's back, and hesitantly confirmed while holding a sword: " Senior Zhuang, what do you mean by your words? Is it Ran Deng... Is he also your master you have worshiped, or——your master pretended to be Daoist Ran Deng?"

Zhuang Qingliu didn't move anymore after his palm landed, stood in the shadows and said calmly with still eyes: "I have only had one master since I was a child."

Sect Master Qiu, who was dragged back by Du E, was stunned. He couldn't help but staggered back a few steps, touched his throat that was almost shattered and said in a trembling voice: "Then what's going on? How did Daoist Ran Deng become your master?" ?! Has she killed the real Daoist??!"

"Where is there any real Taoist leader, and there is no mountain monk who opposes him." Mei Siji was actually the first to react among all the people who were kept in the dark, and she drew her sword and stared at him. Looking at Zhuang Huang, he said, "These two people are her, they are both her, and they have been her from the beginning!"

In the huge courtyard of the Immortal Mansion, there was a dead silence.Almost everyone who heard this sentence froze in shock, including the always calm Meihuazhou.Pei Yi raised his sword in astonishment, and said, "What did you say? Is Zhenshan Monk also her?"

It sounded like Zhuang Huang sighed softly, and the gloomy expression just now disappeared, his eyes silently turned to Mei Siji's face, and he seemed to ask her rather teasingly: "Do you think you are very smart?"

As soon as her words fell, Mei Siji's wrist, which was holding each other with the sword, suddenly felt a sharp pain, and her five fingers loosened convulsively.The long and slender spirit sword suddenly fell down, and with a "bang", it made a crisp crash on the dead floor.

There is no way, not all elderly people like children, Zhuang Huang is very displeased with this kind of onion who has not grown up enough, but loves to come out and point out the maze.

Mei Hualan immediately waved her sleeves and swept Mei Siji and Mei Si'e behind her. At the same time, she swung her sword, swaying the fierce aura that came over without a sound.At the same time, Pei Yi, who had always acted simply, flew straight up, stabbing at Zhuang Huang hula la with a sword aura.

However, as soon as his figure reached the highest point in the air, he suddenly seemed to have hit something. After a sudden bounce, he was violently thrown into the air. After a collision, he fell violently to the ground, turning over and spitting out a mouthful of sweet blood. .

Sect Master Qiu didn't know why, but the fake Yu Chenyue who was in the Peach Blossom Spring naturally popped up in his mind, that kind of Wanfumo who just glanced out of the corner of his eye and threw people dozens of feet away, making everyone unable to get close to him. enemy's fear.His face was dead pale, he stood still, and his hoarse voice almost echoed in the night wind: "Where are the people from Changgeng Immortal Mansion? Where are the tens of thousands of disciples? Why did no one notice the strangeness? Why haven't they?" Someone come over?!"

Zhuang Huang raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at him calmly, and said in a normal tone, "That's naturally because I got rid of them all."

"??!"

What she said made everyone's hair stand on end, and there was a loud bang like the scalp exploded - no wonder the place has been so strangely quiet for half a day!All the people in the Immortal Mansion are actually dead. Over the past few days, something has happened outside! !

Without any hesitation, thousands of people drew their swords in unison, intending to rush forward.However, in an instant, before everyone's eyes could see what was going on, there was a sudden burst of violent puffing sound in their ears.

It was as if a sharp wind burst through a sack, and a red mist of blood rose up under the soft orange firelight. All the people who drew their swords in the first circle fell to the ground, their faces pressed to the cold muddy ground.

The legs of the remaining people seemed to be filled with heavy iron and lead, and they all trembled violently and froze in place, not even daring to attack rashly.Obviously, this person with multiple identities in front of her is much stronger than Yu Chenyue, no, not only many, but too many, she is too strong!

Countless dead eyes turned stiffly, and at this time they all fell on Zhuang Qingliu who had been standing in the front and confronted Zhuang Huang.However, Zhuang Qingliu didn't know why, and didn't intend to do anything, but looked back and forth at the strange face in front of him, and asked thoughtfully: "Not only Changgeng Immortal Mansion, but what other places have you eliminated people? Or--"

"At this moment, the monks in the entire fairy world have been eliminated by you?"

Zhuang Huang tilted his head slightly, half of his outline was immersed in the shadows, he seemed to be thinking about something for a while, but didn't speak.

Zhuang Qingliu stared at her expression, then nodded and said: "It seems not yet, probably less than ten days, the time should not be enough."

Zhuang Huang's eyes fell on her face, and suddenly she became slightly subtle. After looking at Zhuang Qingliu up and down for a long time, she said seriously: "Zhu'er, after 20 years, I still say the same thing - if you only have an ordinary identity, you can do things well." You have never made any mistakes, but as the young master of Gu Mengchao, you are not qualified."

Zhuang Qingliu was silent for a while, then calmly said: "What about you, do you think you are qualified?"

After she said a word, Zhuang Huang's eyes seemed to have a very light light and shadow that sank silently, and the eyeballs were calm and almost pitch black for a moment.

Zhu Heng looked at her expression from a distance, and suddenly felt a lot of things inexplicably in his heart. He felt her gaze, her prophecy, and her silence over the years.

When she looked at Zhuang Qingliu for many, many days, it was probably as if she was looking at herself who was struggling stupidly back then.

On the one hand, I feel relieved when I see her shadow in Zhuang Qingliu, and I feel that I have not done anything wrong. On the other hand, when Gu Mengchao repeats the exact same fate hundreds of years ago bit by bit, I feel so stupid.

"So—is she trying to kill all the people from the immortal sect?" Mei Huazhou reminded with a sword in his face, "Senior Zhuang?"

"It's useless to call Senior Zhuang." A very calm smile appeared on Zhuang Huang's face again, and he looked at Zhuang Qingliu's face and sighed, "I never really wanted to do anything to you. You can always live in a world full of flowers, but now you have to come back and jump into this fire pit to get your hands on these dirty things."

Zhuang Qingliu didn't reply, and there seemed to be something wrong in the dense and deep night.

So at this moment, a sharp blazing sword light descended from the sky, swirling towards him wrapped in the winter frost, as if it wanted to force Zhuang Huang back from Zhuang Qingliu's body.

However, at this time, Zhuang Huang flipped his wrist lightly, and gestured to her with a smile: "You'd better not move."

Zhuang Qingliu seemed to feel a soft wind blowing along with the movement of Zhuang Huang's wrist, and then the two sides of his clothes were silently opened, and after a burst of coolness, the extremely familiar tingling sensation densely climbed up his whole body.

Mei Xiaohan's face changed abruptly, and he shouted suddenly from a distance: "Senior Zhuang, don't move!"

The thread that should have been removed from her body suddenly surfaced again!

Mei Hualan's eyes were deeply fixed on Zhuang Qingliu, who was shining brightly like a fluorite, her throat moved slightly, and she stood still in place.

Because only a piece of Zhuang Qingliu's collarbone was exposed, all the people behind her back were unknown, so Mei Huazhou was startled, and whispered with some hesitation: "Hua Lan—?"

Zhuang Qingliu turned her head, looked at the person who happened to refract a candlelight on her in the night, suddenly smiled at her, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, if you really want to, just walk slowly to my side Come on, don’t worry about anything else, don’t worry about it.”

Zhuang Huang raised his eyebrows calmly at the side, also glanced at Mei Hualan, and said to her suddenly: "According to the rules of your human race, if the younger generation does not have the approval of the elders, the newcomer cannot pass the door."

"..."

"Our family doesn't have such rules." Zhuang Qingliu also raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the face of the person opposite him tenderly, "As long as the two love each other, it's fine."

"That's called elopement." Between the teacher and the apprentice, Zhuang Huang smiled and said to Mei Hualan, "I think it's my teacher, not only can you not come here now, but you have to retreat ten feet back to the Under that ginkgo tree, what do you think?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the plum blossom fence moved without hesitation, even almost instantly, she teleported back to stand under the ginkgo tree.

Zhuang Huang seemed to take a deep look at her quite satisfied.But Zhu Heng's eyelids twitched, he stared at Mei Hualan, and said sharply: "What are you doing?"

"We, Heng'er, don't need to ask any more questions. By controlling an object, we can control the person who treats this object as a treasure. It's a very simple truth." Zhuang Huang turned to Zhu Heng, who had drawn his sword from his back, and pointed at the one next to her. Mei Xiaohan said, "It's as if if I threaten this powerless little beauty by the neck, you must obey my orders, even if it means jumping into the cesspit."

As she turned around, Zhuang Qingliu, who was shining brightly with silk threads in front of her, seemed to be forced to turn around too. Those silk threads were neatly wrapped in flesh and blood, and each thread clearly and distinctly extended to both sides or up and down. , quietly submerged in the cover of the clothes.It seemed that in an instant, Zhuang Qingliu could be smashed into a pile of minced meat.

Zhu Heng's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face sank to the bottom of the valley. The sudden earth-shaking situation made everyone panic and solemn.

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly glanced at her at this moment, and asked Zhuang Huang, "Since this is the case, what are you going to do to us?"

Zhuang Huang turned back to her naturally: "Of course it is..."

Just as she turned her head, Zhu Heng suddenly moved like lightning at this moment, and his figure appeared behind Zhuang Huang in an instant, and the tip of the arrow in his hand was raised straight up.

Zhuang Huang paused for a moment, and after just a smile, he turned half of his body slowly and calmly, allowing the sharp arrow tip to slide out a half circle of blood from the back of his neck against the skin, and then he took the initiative to open his throat. Arriving on the tip of the arrow, he just looked carefully at Zhu Heng in front of him: "Are you going to kill me?"

Zhu Heng's hand, which had always held the bow and arrow firmly, trembled indescribably.

Zhuang Huang smiled slightly as expected, and just blinked his eyes, Zhuang Qingliu gasped in a low voice, and dark red blood oozes from all over his body, spotting on the surface of the clothes, like bright and fiery plum blossoms .

Mei Hualan's eyes seemed to be bloodshot for a moment, but Zhuang Huang glanced at Zhuang Qingliu, and said to Zhu Heng, "Are you going to kill her too?"

Like water blowing in the night wind between the mountains and the sky, the thin shrieking sound seemed to be whimpering, and the air seemed to be still at this moment.

Everyone stared at Zhu Heng's hand holding the bowstring with bated breath. Mei Siji's expression was quite anxious and complicated for a moment, as if she wanted to say something suddenly, but Mei Xiaohan who was next to her suddenly raised her hand and clenched it tightly. Grabbed her wrist.

Mei Siji froze for a moment, turned her head, and saw an unprecedented seriousness on Mei Xiaohan's face.

"Oh, it's all right." In the deadly confrontation, Zhuang Qingliu seemed to sigh softly. After the pain was over, he looked away casually, and looked down at the silk thread on his body, "So, she is yours?" She is Talking about deception.

After reading it, Zhuang Qingliu raised her head and asked, "So, where is she now?"