The Devil and the Flower

The clouds gathered in the sky, and the Mipeng and Chongming birds hovered and whirled. Jiang Zhimeng lay on top and lowered his head, but the sight was blocked by the piled up white clouds, so he couldn't see what was going on below.

"Little sister, don't fall." Jiang Zhi saw that his sister was half in the air, so he hurried over to hold her, looked at her and said, "The smoke has cleared."

Jiang Zhimeng turned around and said, "Yes, yes, I can't even see the flames by stretching my neck! Brother, why don't we go down and have a look?"

Wu Congying and Wu Congshan on the Chongming Bird were too anxious to sit still, and immediately agreed after hearing the words: "What Miss Jiang said is true."

Ye Yunqi patted Dapeng on the back and said, "Get down."

Jiang Zhiyi said, "I haven't agreed yet."

Ye Yunqi said: "Go to hell."

The two of the Wu family pretended not to see the turbulent undercurrent between the two eldest sons, they patted the Chongming bird to tell it to run faster and shake off the roc.

The Chongming bird spread its orange-red wings and swooped down.

But it seemed as if it had bumped into a transparent city wall, wailing resounding through the sky, and circling upwards.

Wu Congshan knelt down and said, "Chongming? Brother, look."

Wu Congying raised her hand and slapped it, only to see the black net appear, and people and birds bounced back.He rolled on the bird's back and shouted anxiously: "Doc stop! There is a killing array, don't fly down!"

The Dapeng bird stopped in mid-air and lightly rubbed against the Chongming bird.

Jiang Zhiyi's expression was slightly concentrated, and he and Ye Yunqi drew out their swords together, and said: "Little sister, get behind me."

Jiang Zhimeng obediently turned to the back, looked down anxiously, and said, "How could there be a killing array? Oh, I can't see Daojun and Mr. Jiang Huan!"

Jiang Zhiyi swung his knife to try, and said in a deep voice, "This kind of large-scale killing array cannot be accomplished overnight. I'm afraid that the Li family's matter was deliberately arranged by someone."

Ye Yunqi said coldly: "The Hall of Four Monarchs."

Jiang Zhimeng stomped his feet and said angrily: "The Li family has long been obedient to the order of the Palace of the Four Monarchs, and there will be no one else but them! But we can't break through with the strength of a few of us, what should we do now?"

Wu Congying shouted: "My two sons have fallen into it, we need to send a letter back!"

Ye Yunqi raised his hand to form a paper crane to transmit sound, but before the paper crane flew out, it disappeared in the air.

Suddenly, several figures appeared around, all wearing black and white robes, with four dragons holding round pendants hanging from their waists, or sabers, or swords, with different weapons.

The leader spoke kindly, and said politely: "Master Guijun is arresting the rebellious party, please rest here for a while. After this matter is over, naturally I won't embarrass you."

"The Party of Rebellion?" Jiang Zhiyi smiled, but his eyes were cold, and said, "Who is the Party of Rebellion? Daoist Qing Hui or Young Master Wu?"

Before the people from the Hall of Four Monarchs could answer, they saw a flash of sword light, and a chill came flooding in. It was Ye Yun who raised his sword!

Jiang Zhimeng also drew his knife and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking to them! Brother, hit me first!"

Jiang Zhiyi: "..."

Melee outside the formation, fighting in the formation.

The red lifeless flowers fell like rain, and the black silk dyed with ink was intertwined.

The demon king's keepsakes come from the same source, and there is a feeling for each other. During the fight, Ji Shiyan immediately noticed it, and waved her sword: "It really is Jiang Tianxuedu!"

With a flash of Luo Bingying's figure, she sent her sword to miss.

Wu Shuangya looked at the crumbling green umbrella above, lowered his head again, and held Li Mianxi's hand tightly.

"A Yue," Jiang Huan held the knife, stood beside Feng Yueci, smoothed his hair that was blown by the wind, and said, "I don't know much about formations, can you cut them all?"

Feng Yue resigned from playing the piano, kept the green umbrella in motion, resisted the power of the formation, and replied: "No. This formation is composed of the number of stars in the sky, responding to the changes of the world, locking people and souls, pulling thousands of calamities, breaking through forcibly Formation, fearing that the world will change, and there will be no redemption."

"It's a bit powerful," Jiang Huan said, "But Luo Bingying doesn't have the ability to deploy this kind of formation, so it won't be as she said, God help her?"

Feng Yue resigned, "It's her who set up the formation."

Jiang Huan paused his palm slightly, and said, "Could it be an array map?"

The formation map belongs to the spirit treasure category, and can be carried with you, and it is true that no one needs to set up the formation by hand.But the more powerful the formation, the more difficult it is to make a formation, not only the cost is huge, but also countless painstaking efforts and time.

Feng Yueci nodded slightly, hooked the strings with his fingertips, and said, "Wang Ting, look."

In a flash of inspiration, the light and shadow change, and the dark net spreads out like night, on which suddenly appear thousands of planets, reflecting each other, one dims, and the other shines again, one after another, one after another.

Jiang Huan nodded, "Sure enough, it's an array."

Luo Bingying noticed the change, and turned her head to look: "Huiji will be hurt, I can see that Mr. Huidao has forgotten the lesson seven years ago!"

Feng Yue said indifferently: "Your Excellency came out with the formation map, have you asked Yuan Jun?"

Yuanjun is old and the head of the four monarchs, but he has been retreating all the year round to attack the realm, and it is not a major event.And the whereabouts of Lord Yin, who is also a moderate faction, is erratic, which is why Lord Killer and Lord Ghost took power and caused troubles frequently.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that Lord Yuan is the real master of the Hall of Four Monarchs, and if he speaks, the other three monarchs must obey.

Luo Bingying's face was hidden in the shadows, obscure.

She snorted coldly, raised her hand to change her formation, locked onto Feng Yueci in an instant, and said, "I don't need Taoist to bother about my affairs. Yuan Jun and Yin Jun cherish talents, so they are more tolerant and merciful, making you more powerful than Si Jun. I'm different."

Feng Yue resigned, "I know, Your Excellency has killing intent."

Luo Bingying said: "No, I want to know who you are more than killing you. Without Ye Wuyue, there would be no future Jiang Emperor. Jiang Wangting is fascinated by you, so naturally you believe everything, but But I know...the meeting of you is not a coincidence!"

There was no smile on Jiang Huan's face, and when he raised his hand, the knife flashed: "I think you are seriously ill!"

This knife was so imposing that it almost spanned the space formation, shattering countless stars, splitting the entire ground, and extending to Luo Bingying's feet.

Luo Bingying couldn't dodge in time, the black mist dissipated and reunited, finally stained with blood, but she smiled indifferently: "I touched His Majesty's reverse scale? Hehe, why don't you think about it, there was a demon king on Ye Wuyue back then. Commander, who ordered him to approach you, don't you understand?"

Jiang Huan said lightly: "So what?"

How about that?

Luo Bingying should have known a long time ago that if a man is fascinated by beauty and love, he will become more brainless and unreasonable than a woman.

Especially Jiang Di, a man who is so confident that he despises the world.

You have to wait until you hit the south wall to know the pain.

"Heh, if Ye Wuyue has the face of Daoist Qing Hui, then I understand why the Demon King asked him to meet you." Luo Bingying sneered, "It turns out that His Majesty Jiang Di couldn't escape..."

The sound of the zither suddenly rose up, but it was Feng Yueci who threw the zither into the air, tapped his feet, and spun up.

Jiang Huan agreed with him, and instantly blocked Luo Bingying with his sword.

Luo Bingying shouted: "Don't even think about breaking the formation!"

Jiang Huan said: "Go protect the law!"

These words were spoken to Wu Yi'an and Ji Shiyan.

The two nodded at the same time, and rushed over to help.

Feng Yueci's eyes are as clear as a mirror, reflecting the stars in all directions, but he closed his eyes after only one glance, his figure turned and circled in the air, every step under his feet, a piece of star dimmed, and there was a black net There was no sound.

Luo Bingying murmured: "How is that possible!"

Jiang Huan didn't talk nonsense with her, he was merciless in his strikes, and the knife was fatal.

Ji Shiyan looked up, and said: "Sure enough, there is no formation in the world that the Taoist Lord cannot break."

Wu Yi'an said: "If you read the book a hundred times, you will see its righteousness. If you observe thousands of changes, your law will be broken by itself. It is the most difficult thing in the world to entrap the Taoist Lord."

Feng Yueci turned sideways, without opening his eyes, he just stretched out his hand, and the Yaoqin fell, which happened to land on his palm, and his palm turned in an instant, and he plucked the strings casually.

The brightest stars hidden in thousands of stars rise at the same time and fall silently.

However, just as the formation was about to be broken, the formation suddenly shook.

A crisp bell sounded.

The net shrank, the stars dissipated, and turned into an array in an instant and were taken away.

Feng Yueci opened his eyes, turned around in the air, and landed lightly, his snow-white cloak fluttering like clouds, brushing up his long black hair, and he called softly: "Moo."

Qingniu rushed over all of a sudden, rubbed the hem of his fleece in aggrieved way, and kept yelling: "Moo Moo! Moo Moo!"

Feng Yue resigned to put away the piano, and stroked its head.

The visitor collected the formation map, grabbed Luo Bingying and retreated, avoiding Jiang Huan's blade.

Luo Bingying wanted to struggle, but when she saw someone coming, she stopped moving.

It was an old man with eyebrows and beard covering his face. He was bent over, old-fashioned, but his eyes were peaceful. When he looked at people, he was like an ignorant child. He said warmly, "Qing Hui, you It's grown up a bit. Your little green cow got lost, so I'll bring it back along the way."

The corner of Jiang Huan's mouth twitched, and he was about to strike again, Feng Yueci held his wrist and said lightly, "Thank you, Your Excellency Yuan Jun."

"Dao Jun!"

"Master Jiang Huan!"

"Eldest son! Second son!"

Jiang Zhimeng and others jumped off the bird's back and ran over one after another, while the members of the Sijun Palace who were fighting with them also returned behind the Erjun.

Jiang Huan said: "You are Yuan Jun?"

Yuan Jun said: "It's the old man. The ghost master is ignorant and troubled the little friends. The old man will take her back and discipline her well."

Jiang Huan said indifferently: "No, you just need to give way, lest I don't have eyes for swords."

As he spoke, he held Feng Yueci's hand behind his back and squeezed it lightly.

Yuan Jun sighed, turned his head, his tone became serious, and said sharply to Luo Bingying, "Apologize."

Luo Bingying clenched her fists tightly and stared at him, as if she was about to get angry, but she remembered something and forcibly endured it again, saying: "I'm not wrong."

Jiang Huan looked at this scene with cold eyes, and suddenly said: "Okay, don't play this kind of unlucky situation in front of me. I will ask you, is the Palace of Four Lords trying to replace the emperor? Is it to suppress Baijia? Do you want to judge all people related to the emperor?"

Before Yuanjun could answer, Luo Bingying raised her voice and said, "Yes!"

Jiang Huan nodded, without changing his expression, he raised his voice and said, "Okay, who is that, Jiang Zhiyi."

Jiang Zhiyi subconsciously said, "Yes."

Jiang Huan said: "Send me a letter to hundreds of schools, and tell the world..."

Jiang Zhiyi: "Huh?"

Jiang Huan embraced Feng Yue and resigned, smiled, and said: "Let's just say—Emperor Jiang is back, tell them to hurry up and go to Jiang's house to pay a visit! If it's late, I'll just pretend they're standing by the side of the Hall of Four Monarchs gone."

"!!!"

"???"

"..."

Everyone petrified on the spot.

Ji Shiyan closed her eyes, wishing she could slap herself to wake her up.

Jiang Zhimeng's feet were soft, and he fell to the ground and fell into the mud, looked up still in a daze, and murmured: "My mother, who am I and where am I?"