With the good-for-nothing beauty

Coming down from the clock tower, Zhou Jin originally wanted to go back to Zangshu Pavilion, but Zhou Shou asked him to go back to Weidao Pavilion together.

"What does the master mean?"

"Your father lived there when he was a boy."

This sentence made Zhou Jin frown, Zhou Ming came over and followed him closely, hesitating to speak, obviously puzzled and anxious, but trying to put on a calm look.When he walked into the Weidao Pavilion, he seemed extremely uneasy, and habitually clutched the jade pendant around his waist to talk to him: "Bai Yuan really doesn't have anyone he likes? If there is, we can go through the process in two days. "

"Since Bai Yuan doesn't like it, let's leave it for now." Zhou Shou said calmly, "Zhou Ming, I have something to say with your junior brother, you go outside the door first."

Zhou Ming said tensely: "Sect Leader, I set up Xiangsiyin on Bai Yuan's hand."

Zhou Shou turned his head and stared at the son coldly for a while, stretched out his hand and flicked his fingers, pushed him out of the door roughly, and closed the door with his fingers.

Zhou Jin looked at the father and son coldly, and said with a smile, "What does Uncle have to say to me?"

Zhou Shou looked at him for a moment, then suddenly said, "Compared to Zhou Ming and Zhou Jin, your temperament is more like mine."

Zhou Jin felt deeply humiliated, but still smiled: "Why, is it possible that I am your son?"

"Blood relationship is hard to say." Zhou Shou sat down on the main seat, "I once hoped that you would be my heir."

"Thank you for your blue eyes." Zhou Jin looked around Weidao Pavilion politely, "I haven't been here for a long time, and it's been ten years. It seems that it hasn't changed at all, but it has changed its owner. Some died, some were disabled. "

"That's right, I'm the one who lives." Zhou Shou talked to him peacefully, "Ten years of disability won't crush you, Bai Yuan, aren't you afraid of disability, are you so afraid of death?"

Zhou Jin nodded: "I'd be more than happy to bring my uncle and cousin along."

Zhou Shou suddenly laughed in a rare way. Apart from contempt, there was indeed some regret: "It's a pity, Bai Yuan, if it wasn't for the crime of being pregnant, uncle would not have wanted to sacrifice you at all. Since you guessed it, ask, before you die, Uncle is willing to let you go clearly."

Zhou Jin looked up at the plaque in the synagogue, looked at the word Wei Dao for a long while, and asked himself, "Did my father betray Cang Lan?"

"No." Zhou Shou answered happily, "If you want to say treason, the culprit should be me and your mother whose background is unknown. You don't ask yourself, but you are entangled with your predecessors?"

Zhou Jin clenched his hands, the temperature of the whole room dropped suddenly, and a layer of frost even formed on the wall: "You want to pour sewage on my mother this time?"

"Forget it, you won't believe me, after all, I don't know enough about her mystery, Bai Yuan, why don't you ask Uncle about it."

Zhou Shou squinted at him, Zhou Jin hated his expression and eyes.He couldn't understand this kind of gaze very well, it was a kind of pleasure waiting to see the prey crumble to the knees and beg for mercy.The prey's throat has been bitten off, but the hunter doesn't make up the knife, and wants to see him shed the last drop of blood.

Zhou Jin didn't ask any more questions, he sat down casually with his back turned, looking at the traces of spiritual flow in Weidao Pavilion.There is no enchantment in the space, but the surrounding walls are all nailed with various magic weapons and formations, even under the floor. He guessed that there is another space underground. If Zhou Shou is afraid that he will escape, the first choice of detention place should be underground.

Zhou Shou was more calm than him, and pointed to the small pavilion on the other side: "If you are sleepy, you can rest on the couch over there. Originally, I wanted to wait a few days before picking you up, but Hai Jing's crack It's getting bigger and bigger, which makes you suffer in advance."

Zhou Jin didn't ask anything. After observing the Weidao Pavilion, he went directly to the small pavilion, got on the couch without taking off his shoes, covered the quilt and closed his eyes.The only surprise was that the quilt he covered was the requiem quilt he had been using before, which was warm and easy to sleep on.

Zhou Shou was watching him in the main hall, Zhou Jin closed his eyes and pretended to fall asleep, and talked to the whistling dragon soul in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Sir, what does the crack in the sea mirror have to do with me?"

"It's about killing you!" Dragon Soul panicked, "This won't work, Zhou Baiyuan, you're in the trap, don't hesitate, sign a contract with me, and I'll take you out of the encirclement! Well, if you don't want to sign , then draw a formation and call Mozun, he will definitely take you away!"

Zhou Jin didn't agree.The Canglan guards are numerous and powerful, no matter how strong the demon king is, he will suffer, not to mention that he may not come.In addition, if he went to the Demon Realm again, his inability to keep the dragon soul would be exposed. Whether he was good or not would be another matter at that time, but the dragon soul was expected to return to the endless life that had been sealed for thousands of years.

As for signing the contract...not to mention An Ning after the death of the trafficker, but also possessed by a demon, and the body has to be handed over to the dragon soul for use. Thinking about it, I feel disillusioned.

He wanted to see with his own eyes what the sacrifice Zhou Shou was talking about was.

The dragon soul has been rambling nervously, it doesn't understand that some people in the world are immersed in incompleteness and pain for too long, which will breed a distorted tendency to self-destruct.This kind of people has always had a very wide threshold of suffering, unless the suffering really exceeds his tolerance, otherwise they are always dead pigs who are not afraid of boiling water when they are not dead.

People tend to fall asleep after lying down for a long time, even if Zhou Jin is full of worries, he also falls asleep, only Xu Basui's body can keep him excited all night.But this sleep was only halfway through when he was dragged up.

Zhou Jin opened his eyes, and Zhou Shou put on his hood and looked at him leisurely: "Bai Yuan, let's go and have a look at Hai Jing."

There are seven Canglan elders in Weidao Pavilion, and the leader is Elder Guo Fatty.Zhou Jin remembered him. Elder Guo was always lamenting when he was extradited with the ice curse, and he held tightly in his hand the magic weapon left by his father Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Jin did not have any right to refuse. The elders quietly left the Weidao Pavilion with their swords. Zhou Shou led him to stand with a sword. The night sky was vast and vast, and there seemed to be an endless abyss under his feet. Gao was shaking uncontrollably.

This flight seemed to be as long as a winter, until the overwhelming cold light stung his thin eyelids, he opened his eyes and saw the magnificent sea mirror standing in the heart of the East China Sea.It seems that the world has always been dark since ancient times, and only this boundless ice wall is the only cold light.

"Damn, this thing is against me..." Dragon Soul screamed in the sea of ​​consciousness, and then hid in the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness to tremble.

At the same time, Zhou Jin also found himself trembling.Different from the Xiangke that Dragon Soul said, he only felt a strange resonance.Undoubtedly, his soul is afraid of this absolute artifact, but his blood flowing with endless icy streams is filled with a strange boiling, like a sourceless fountain that has finally found its original source.

"Bai Yuan, have you seen that terrible crack?" Zhou Shou pressed his shoulder and looked up at Hai Jing's fatal scar, "Your blood and heart will become Hai Jing's new flesh and blood, making it Be perfect again, and defend the fairy world forever."

The tense string in Zhou Jin's heart finally broke.

The so-called truth is so.

He will die in the coldest immortality.

Zhou Shou admired the despair that could not be concealed on his face, and knowing that he understood, he pushed him forward: "Come on, your 11 years of bitter cold will be given a new meaning starting today, and this eternal Artifacts blend together."

Hai Jing has an ancient restriction, a secret that none of them can tell, the reason is so simple.

The ice curse turned him into a walking extremely cold container. On the fifteenth of every month, the fragments of the artifact ate away at his flesh and blood, and it took several years to grow.

Zhou Jin had no way to resist, and watched helplessly as his hands □□□ placed on the sea mirror, and an extremely complicated extradition formation appeared under his palm.Not long after, on the premise that there were no wounds on his body surface, blood gushed out from under his palm, and flowed backwards towards Hai Jing from bottom to top.

This is the cold that crushes bones and tears souls.

He was trembling endlessly, watching the dazzling and reflective sea mirror change, the cracks closed under the infiltration of his blood, and it was as smooth as when the ancients were reborn.

This is what nourished in Zhou Baiyuan's flesh and heart - the fragments of Haijing.

A moment is like a lifetime, and a lifetime is like an eternity.They wanted him to die in the cold of eternal abomination.

Zhou Jin lost consciousness and lost all ability to act.

When he woke up again, he was in Weidao Pavilion again, making people think that Hai Jing was a dream.

"woke up?"

Zhou Shou's voice sounded, and then the strong smell of medicine and the voice came from far to near.

Zhou Jin was bone-piercingly cold, and looked at him weakly.

The head of Cang Lan half-supported him to pour the medicine, no matter whether he could swallow it or not, it spilled all over his clothes.

"It's just drawing some blood, and you've been in a coma for a day, maybe it's because you don't have a spiritual core." Zhou Shouyun said lightly, with malicious pleasure hidden in his tone, "Bai Yuan, you still can't die now, you need to die now." I have to wait until the night of the full moon before I can cut out your heart, and then everything will return to its place and the sea mirror will have no cracks."

Zhou Jin coughed nauseatedly, and coughed heart-rendingly as he grabbed the edge of the bed until he coughed up blood.

Zhou Shou looked at the blood on the ground and laughed: "What a waste."

But he suddenly remembered something, and immediately grabbed Zhou Jin's lapel, but it was too late, there was a slapping sound outside the door of Weidao Pavilion, and the voice of shouting was hoarse as if he had coughed violently: "Father!"

A strange look flashed across Zhou Shou's face, and Zhou Jin raised his hand to wipe the blood from his lips trembling, feeling as cold and unyielding as before.

His voice was like the sounds of nature: "Come on."

Even if it is about to perish eventually, he will definitely take one away, at least with a knife.

It's just a duel between a madman and a madman.

Zhou Jin's respite didn't take long, and only two days later, in the middle of the night, he was dragged by Zhou Shou to fly to the sea mirror in the East China Sea.Dragon Soul seemed to be affected by Hai Jing's restriction, and was even more dying than him, unable to utter a word for three days.

The dragon soul can sneak into his sea of ​​consciousness, Zhou Baiyuan has nowhere to hide, but his endurance is also extraordinary, this time he didn't lose consciousness as quickly as last time, he even saw through the palm of his hand when he was awake. The formation that draws blood from the air is running.

Zhou Shou didn't want Zhou Ming to know, or didn't want him to divert his wounds.

Zhou Jin tried his best to think about other things, but the individual was too small under the sea mirror like the shield of the sky, he couldn't persist until the end, and passed out halfway.

But when he woke up again this time, he was no longer in the Weidao Pavilion, but in the small room set up for him by the Immortal Mountain Monarch and Immortal Venerable.What he saw was no longer Zhou Shou's disgusting face, but the pale Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming picked him up and fed him the medicine, being extremely careful with each spoonful, Zhou Jin swallowed slowly, and suddenly heard disturbed breathing, his face turned cold, it turned out that the medicine feeder was crying.

Zhou Jin laughed softly, his voice hoarse: "Brother, I don't want to drink your tears."

Zhou Ming turned his face away to prevent those drops of water from falling into the soup, but his hands gradually trembled uncontrollably, and a simple sorry was as hoarse as a junior.

Zhou Jin felt a little better after drinking, leaned against the bed and squinted his eyes to look at him: "Senior brother knows, and third senior brother too."

Zhou Ming nodded, with tears streaming down his lips: "I thought it was going to the full moon... I thought there was still time and room for maneuver. I could give you the spiritual core..."

Give him the spiritual core to ensure that he is alive—on the premise of repairing the cracks in Haijing.

Zhou Jin turned his head to the side, and his silky long hair slipped from his shoulders: "How can there be any comparison between a waste and the future of the entire fairy world? There is nothing wrong with the elder brother's choice."

Zhou Ming shook his head in tears, his Dao heart was on the verge of collapse.One side is the fairy world and his biological father, and the other side is the Dao and cousin he has always adhered to. It's not that he doesn't know how vicious and innocent, but he is also bound by the word "common life", which is vast and ethereal.

"I was wrong." He looked down at his hands with red eyes, as if he saw coagulated blood stains on the clean and slender fingers.

Watching for half his life, he watched the ice curse transfer to his cousin, and his cousin's spiritual core was also gouged out by the god of death because of his father's release.This heavy guilt has been on his heart for more than ten years. Now, ten years later, after he learned that under the ice spell, there are still pieces of the sea mirror corroded. Get out the sea fragments from the cousin's body, and throw him away like a piece of garbage.Then no matter how many years passed in the future, he would not be able to sleep.

Zhou Ming rolled up his sleeves, took off the jade pendant on his wrist, and put it on Zhou Jin's left wrist with utmost care.

Zhou Jin lowered his eyes and looked at it for a while: "The jade given to you by the Demon Lord."

"The jade is fused with my blood, and it can open the passage to the demon world. Our blood is similar. After you rest, I will send you to the demon world. Take the jade to Xu Basui, and he will not just watch you have an accident." Zhou Ming lightly grasped his wrist to enter the spiritual power, "I sent a secret letter to Master. Bai Yuan, after you go to the Demon Realm, don't go back to Canglan again."

Zhou Jin looked up at him: "Where's Hai Jing?"

"do not care."

Zhou Jin was quiet for a long time, then lowered his head and asked, "Your blood is melted on the jade, is it the blood taken by the demon?"

Zhou Ming whispered: "He asked me to fold a rose with my own hands."

Zhou Jin paused.

Roses are thorny, and if you break them with your own hands, you will inevitably be pricked with your fingertips.

Zhou Ming still gave it to him.

He suddenly laughed: "Brother... You are a proud son of heaven, how can you live such a useless life."

Zhou Ming also smiled, and said calmly, "Yes."

After he spent his spiritual power, he pulled An Soul and was wrapped up by his junior brother: "Sleep for a while, wake up, senior brother will send you away."

Zhou Jinfu lay back down again, he lost his energy due to excessive blood loss, and before going to sleep, he tried to call Mr. in the Sea of ​​Consciousness a few times, but the Dragon Soul was still silent.

He had no choice but to continue to fall into the nightmare alone, immersed in the ice abyss that seemed to be born with him.

A dream lingered for several lifetimes, suddenly a boiling temperature came in from the lips, gently swept through the limbs and bones, and finally poured into the soul.

Zhou Jin tried his best to open his eyes, and saw that the person under the candlelight was facing Zhou Ming's face, and his eyes were dimmed.

His heart was shining with a blazing light that Zhou Jin would never tire of seeing.

"Scared?"

The man stretched out his hand to gently pinch his face, lowered his eyes and called softly: "Little black flower."

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