[Ancient Sword] Chu Gong Qionghua

It is tidy and tidy, like a large army pressing down on the territory, with a great reputation. After crossing the moat formed by the mercury flow, and passing a hundred meters of corridors, you can enter the palace gate. The structure and furnishings are just like the Xianyang Palace in those days.

The disciples of the Green Jade Altar stood guard in front of the door, Ouyang Shaogong walked into the hall alone, there was no sunlight, rows of candles dazzled the eyes, Lei Yan stood on the steps with his back to him, turned around at this moment, and punched casually.

"Elder Ouyang, do you know how anxious I am waiting for you?" Lei Yan stepped down quickly, with a friendly expression on his face, which was very natural, "It's really hard for you in this cold day, come and follow me , take a good rest, the bright moon bead is here."

Lei Yan brought Ouyang Shaogong into a bedroom, which looked like an ordinary bedroom, not like an ancient tomb at all, neither cold nor gloomy, the white jade beads randomly placed on the table were moon beads, but the size of a thumb, with a warm luster , just let it go, just like that, it came to Ouyang Shaogong's hands.

Whether to shape Yuheng first or kill everyone first, Ouyang Shaogong thought for a moment, and felt that there was no difference. Since he was eager to get a new body, he should shape Yuheng first.

Ouyang Shaogong took out the pieces of the jade balance, put them on the table one by one, and said, "Elder Wu Su is the foreign minister. It won't take too long to reshape the jade balance."

Lei Yan didn't speak, and even forgot to say a polite word to Ouyang Shaogong, turned and left the stone room with anticipation and eagerness for the pill.

In Jiangdu, the sky is gloomy, and the drizzle is falling, and it is damp and cold everywhere, as well as the laziness that penetrates into the bones of people.

Ziyin held up a paper umbrella and looked out in front of Huamanlou's door. The mist was misty and the mist was like ink painting, enveloping the beauty of the south of the Yangtze River, just like Ouyang Shaogong, an elegant and gentle person.

He closed the umbrella, shook off the water on it, stepped into the place of fireworks, and went up with his hands behind his back, but no one paid any attention to him.

Nan Wuyu is not ignorant of the world, seeing Ziyin coming to her alone, she was a little scared, she stood up, a little taller than Ziyin, but her eyes looked delicate.

"Shaogong, haven't you come back?" Nan Wuyu asked, not daring to look directly into Zi Yin's sharp eyes, and lowered her head.

Ziyin didn't answer, and went straight to her: "The shark's tears make people forget their worries and feelings, but is it true?"

Nan Wuyu knew his purpose, but immediately asked, "What do you want to do?"

She doesn't think there is anything special about Ziyin, she doesn't think that Ziyin is a fairy, she will be different from ordinary human beings, people have feelings, people also want to forget feelings, people want to have feelings when they are ruthless, people are always like this.

"I want your tears." Ziyin said, "I don't know if I will regret it, but I must do it."

Nan Wuyu took a step back, lowered her head even lower, her waist-length curly hair fell down, and the shadow blurred her expression.The obviously tall person was trembling slightly at this time, almost curled up, she uttered a suppressed sob, turned around suddenly, and jumped out of the window, the swing of her body was like a fish jumping into the sea.

Ziyin stood in front of the window and looked at her, with his hands behind his back, his indifferent eyes looked at the wet merman through the mist and rain.Nan Wuyu looked up at the window, her delicate face was covered with rain, and they couldn't see each other's face clearly. Looking at it from a distance, the fear and sadness permeated and swept away their emotions.

The window was closed gently, Zi Yin turned around and went out, step by step down the old wooden ladder, her steps were steady and regular, with muffled creaking sounds.

He forgot to take his own umbrella, and walked out of the small romantic building, walking through the mist and rain, as if painted with ghosts and ghosts, wetting his plain clothes and white hair.

At dusk, the setting sun appeared, but the rain did not stop, but a sprinkle of red dandelion melted in the water, magnificent and strong, and also revealing the beauty of the south of the Yangtze River.

Zi Yin's whole body was soaked, the water fell from his white hair, wide sleeves, and hem of his clothes, splashing heavily, and water droplets rolled down his snow-white eyelash feathers, blurring his vision, like tears sliding down his cheeks, before parting. It is not clear whether it is rain or tears.

He seemed to be extremely tired, and sighed softly. He saw a few wooden rafters and stone piers with thick moss growing in the remote part of the street, and walked over. There was already a person sitting there, with his back to him, with long hair. He is a man with a hanging waist and a blue robe with wide sleeves, sitting very upright. In the rain, his whole body is not wet at all.

Ziyin lifted his clothes and sat on the stone pier, with his hands on his knees, his left hand was clenched tightly, as if he was holding something tightly, very hard.

"You are finally back." The two turned their backs, Ziyin suddenly said, sighing, "Uncle."

Xuan Xiao laughed: "The obsession is too deep, and you can always find opportunities."

Ziyin lowered his head, clenched his hands even tighter, and heard Xuan Xiao say: "You have changed a lot, killing innocent people for personal reasons, mermaids only shed tears once in their life, because as long as they shed tears, they will turn into foam Death, who do you fall in love with?"

The subtle rain sounded endlessly, Ziyin bit her lower lip slightly, showing a bit of a child's appearance, without saying a word.

Xuan Xiao said coldly: "You are the only one who has become a fairy in Qionghua, and you are allowed to follow the way of heaven. Now it seems that sooner or later you will still be enchanted."

"In that case, why don't you let me help you." Xuan Xiao turned to look at him sideways, caught the pulse of his left wrist, and a drop of demonic blood on the tip of his index finger wrapped around it and turned into a little cinnabar.

Ziyin didn't refuse, why, he couldn't explain clearly, couldn't figure it out.He frowned, even if he regretted it, it was too late.

Yuheng is molded, and the truth of everything will be known.

The jade ware as warm as clear water, engraved with auspicious animal runes, stands on all fours, glowing brightly under the candlelight, without a single crack, intact as before.

Ouyang Shaogong looked at the Yuheng in his hand, the halo made his face a little scary, his eyes seemed to be shining, he couldn't help laughing, his peach blossom eyes turned into crescent moons, turned around and walked out slowly.

Immediately a disciple stepped forward, bowed and saluted, and asked, "Elder, is it done?"

"Yeah." Ouyang Shaogong nodded, squeezed the crown tassel between two fingers, and ordered with a smile, "Go and invite Elder Wu Su."

This disciple went to report, and soon Lei Yan came over laughing, and patted Ouyang Shaogong on the shoulder several times, his face was full of joy, the excitement and greed, like a poisonous snake hidden in his throat, ready to come out.

Lei Yan said eagerly: "Elder Ouyang, now you can refine for me what I want."

Ouyang Shaogong smiled lightly, he stroked his crown, as if he was trying to force himself, squinted his eyes, and said lazily: "Human desires are endless, Lei Yan, there is nothing wrong with your pursuit of great power, I don't mind looking at you but I don't have the time to spare now."

Lei Yan immediately put his whole body on guard, took the lead to take a step back, stared at him and said, "Elder Ouyang, what is the meaning of this?"

Ouyang Shaogong put away his smile, his expression was extremely cold, like a statue carved in ice, he looked at the crowd blankly, his bone-chilling voice made a laugh, which made even the flesh jump up.

Lei Yan had already shot first, hitting Ouyang Shaogong's heart without mercy, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he flew out, slapped on the stone wall, and then fell down, his internal organs were ruptured, and he vomited blood non-stop.

It was a crimson phoenix wing, stretching out from Ouyang Shaogong's left back, his left shoulder seemed to have a red gold armor, and his left face seemed to have changed, the corners of his eyes were red and gold-like patterns, Straight into the temples.

The disciples of the Green Jade Altar were terrified, rushing out desperately, rolling and crawling, and screams echoed everywhere.

"You...what the hell are you?" Lei Yan had no strength to fight back, he looked at the bewitching Ouyang Shaogong, and asked through gritted teeth.

Ouyang Shaogong seemed to be unable to hear any sound, his eyes were empty, he looked at the void, pointed in front of him, and muttered something silently, Yuheng immediately radiated light, hanging in the center of the roof of the hall.

It is a terrible vortex, stripping the souls of everyone, with a distorted face, sucked into the vortex, painful and mournful, deafening, like purgatory.

The pain didn't last long, and soon, the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, which had been silent for thousands of years, returned to its former peace.

Ouyang Shaogong took back Yuheng, but he didn't look happy, the look of disgust in his eyes made people shudder.

He lost his original body, stroked his hands in front of him, and called out Feng Laiqin. Because of Murong Ziying's incident, Feng Lai really fell silent, and there was no response at this time.

"Come on, do you really want to fight against me?" Ouyang Shaogong asked softly.

Weapons of disobedience have no value. The former prince Changqin would discard it, but now Ouyang Shaogong would do the same. Even Fenglai would not hesitate.

Liu Guang passed through the phoenix pattern, Feng Lai woke up immediately, Ouyang Shaogong hooked the strings, and let out a low groan, the sound of the piano swayed, like a knife cutting out in all directions.

After the slight sound of Jin Ming, the top of the mountain suddenly collapsed, burying the entire Mausoleum of the First Emperor, the earth shook and the mountains shook, as if the universe was turned upside down, and the sound split the sky and opened the earth.

This mountain was actually cut from the middle, cut into two sections, collapsed together, and was covered by snow.

Baili Tusu and the others who were about to enter couldn't stand on the shaky ground. The snow rushed down from the mountain like a torrent. Feng Qingxue lay on the ground and couldn't get up at all. Hongyu and Yin Qianshang looked at the entrance .

Sure enough, Ouyang Shaogong was already standing there, looking at them and smiling slightly.

No.90 six times

In Qinchuan, a small place, it is rare to be happy a few times a year. This time, the young son of the Fang family got married, and for some reason, it seemed that everyone knew about it overnight.

Fang Lansheng was overjoyed, blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, sticking to Ouyang Shaogong together with Xiangling, only when Ouyang Shaogong was looking for Fang Ruqin, could he be a little quiet and spend his time ordering his own auspicious clothes.

At the top of the hall, Ruqin sat at the head, and Ouyang Shaogong sat at the bottom. He changed into his usual apricot dress, and there were servant girls on both sides.

"Shao Gong, why did you act on your own..." Fang Ruqin felt this