Xianjun has a disaster

For a while there was only silence under the tree.

After Ji Xueting finished speaking, he tensed his nerves and waited for the boy in front of him to react. Based on his experience, he was likely to encounter endless pestering, crying and cursing, or even worse, saying "I don't believe it, I don't believe it" Then he rushed over to the Overlord and forced his bow... In short, it was a bit troublesome.

However, after Ji Xueting waited for a long time, Yan Ke didn't do those things at all.

The noble young man who was raised in the wealthy township that has lasted for thousands of years and hundreds of years in the world, even if the blood on his face faded, as if he had been hit hard, he was still handsome and handsome. He just stood there, staring blankly at Ji Xueting Slightly shivering, repeating Ji Xueting's last words in a very small voice.

"There will be no good end... no... there will be no good end..."

Yan Ke's pupils were originally darker than usual, but at this moment, the upper half of his face happened to be in the shade of a tree, and those eyes were even darker as if they could absorb light.Ji Xueting had been staring at Yan Ke intently, and now he couldn't help but frowned, noticing that the young man's expression was not quite right, the trance-like, maddened appearance seemed to be hysterical again.

But he forgot to ask Han Ying to find a doctor who is good at treating headaches.

Just as he was thinking this, Yan Ke's voice suddenly changed again: "You are right, a person's sincerity is very precious.

Ji Xueting subconsciously looked at Yan Ke's face, he always felt that the man seemed to be crying at this moment, but the boy he saw was actually smiling at this moment.

It's just that the smile was too desolate and mournful, which made Ji Xueting a little flustered.

"Are you all right, Young Master Yan?"

He asked himself, he had only been with this Yan Ke for a few days, so it wouldn't make people sad like this?

Sure enough, the next moment he heard Yan Ke muttering:

"I have also been infatuated with someone...but I didn't cherish it."

Hearing this, Ji Xueting immediately felt relieved, the young man in his heart is indeed a young man, it should be because he politely refused, and the new sorrow brought back the old hurt, that's why he was so heartbroken.

...In short, as long as it has nothing to do with myself.

Ji Xueting's heart relaxed, and his expression became softer.He thought about it for a while, and thought about something to tell people to open their eyes, not to be trapped in the cage of love, and it is really impossible to practice swords with him or something. Just as he was about to speak to persuade people, a slender and stern voice suddenly came from afar. Horrible screams.

"Ahhhh-"

The sound was not loud, and it would be difficult for ordinary people to detect it, but Ji Xueting was not an ordinary person, but a god.Hearing the wailing that seemed to crush his soul, Ji Xueting's expression froze, he didn't care about the young man of the aristocratic family, he only had time to tell people to go back to the room before turning around.

"Don't go!"

Then Ji Xueting found that someone had grabbed his cuff.

"Don't leave me."

Yan Ke stared at him bewilderedly and said.

In the end, amidst the whispers of Nian Snake hissing in his ear, Immortal Tianqu, who was hiding in the human body, added very humblely: "...I'm so scared."

"Don't be afraid."

Ji Xueting said softly, then took off his robe and covered Yan Ke.

"There is my usual protective circle on this dress, you will have no worries if you wrap it up, go back to your room quickly—"

While speaking, the screaming broke out again in the wind, Ji Xueting's heart tightened, and he didn't pay attention to Yan Ke's expression, he raised his breath and flew towards the place where the sound came from.

But he didn't know that the boy who had said in front of him that he was so scared and afraid of being left behind stood for a long, long time holding his robe and watching his leaving back under the shadow of the dark tree.

【"He didn't want you long ago..."】

【"It's useless to pretend to be pitiful..."】

【"Maybe he knows, he knows that you are not a clean human being at all, you are the ruthless guy back then, that's why he doesn't like you so much, and he doesn't even want to see you..."]

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The city lord's mansion of Yingcheng was not magnificently built, but it occupied a huge area, but the screams were faintly heard, and would suddenly stop from time to time.

After several ups and downs, Ji Xueting rushed along the eaves, and finally found a small isolated courtyard in an extremely hidden corner behind the City Lord's Mansion.

The small courtyard is very different from other parts of the City Lord's Mansion. It is much more exquisitely and beautifully built. Not only does it have a pond with flowers and trees in the garden, but a southern-style octagonal pavilion is also built on top of the pond.

And that slender and shrill scream came from the pavilion.

Ji Xueting paused on the top of the wall, looked into the pavilion, and saw that the curtain beside the pavilion was being swayed by the night wind, and there were two figures inside.

One of the figures was lying on his back on the ground, waving his hands, struggling and screaming.

The other person straddled him, with his hands pinching the neck of the man on the ground, his movements were fierce, as if he wanted to crush the neck of the man on the ground.Ji Xueting only glanced at it, and his expression suddenly became extremely cold, and a blue light rose up with his thoughts, and it was Ling Cang sword that unsheathed itself.If it was an ordinary murder case, it would be impossible for Ji Xueting to be so close to the enemy. The reason why he was so vigilant was naturally because...

On the fingertips and wrists of the assailant in the octagonal pavilion, there were circles and circles of black silk!

God!

Ji Xueting instantly remembered the strange evil spirits that were formed by countless squirming black threads in the wilderness courtyard outside Yingcheng.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

At this moment, the man on the ground seemed to be dying, and the wailing gradually became hoarse and low.

The perpetrator seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly raised his head, looking straight at Ji Xueting on the wall.

It was a bloodless face, and the two pitch-black eyeballs were like two small holes, deeply embedded in the eye sockets.

There was no fear in those eyes, no hatred, not even the excitement of killing people.

There was nothingness in those eyes.

At the moment when that person's eyes met, Ji Xueting's horizontal sword was in front of him, and suddenly drew a sharp sword light in the night, shooting straight at the person in the pavilion.

In just a split second, that person, or that evil being controlled by the rampant god, will be broken into countless fragments in the light of the Lingcang sword.

However, at the moment when Ling Cangjian's blade was about to hook the demon's life, a majestic sword energy came directly from the other side of the courtyard.

"Zheng-"

Under the fierce collision of the two sword qi, a mighty sword cry burst out.

Ling Cangjian was hit by the sudden attack of sword energy, slightly tilted his head, rubbed the neck of the evil spirit, and directly nailed it into the pillars of the octagonal pavilion.Until a moment later, the hilt of the sword was still shaking and not being repaired, and several cracks appeared on the pillar of the pavilion.

A night wind slammed around the small pavilion, blowing all the flowers and trees in the courtyard over.

It was too late to say it was too fast, but all of this actually happened in an instant.

"Don't! Pfft..."

When Ling Cang's sword stopped, the scream was accompanied by the sound of spurting blood, and it was only at this moment that it fell into Ji Xueting's ears.

"Cough cough cough... Misunderstanding, it's all... Misunderstanding... He is just a persistent plaything, and he is here to repair it."

Ji Xueting stepped on the water surface of the pond and fell into the octagonal pavilion. With a wave of his hand, he retracted the reluctant Lingcang sword into the scabbard, and then turned around to look at Han Ying who was vomiting blood because he blocked Lingcang sword with his swing.

The visitor's arms were already limp and drooping, and the bright red blood was continuously flowing down the cuffs. When he spoke, he coughed with a sense of moistness. It was obvious that the internal injuries were serious.

"Yanyan..."

Ji Xueting sighed.

"You are too reckless." After a pause, he added, "If I hadn't immediately sensed something wrong and withdrew the sword after I drew the sword, otherwise you rushed up to stop my sword intent so recklessly, you will suffer But it’s not just this little injury.”

"Ahem, ahem, I know that senior's swordsmanship has already entered the country, but it's about the life and death of relatives, so I don't care about it." Han Ying tried to calm down, looked up at Ji Xueting, and said with a wry smile.

Ji Xueting took out a bottle of fairy medicine from his bosom and threw it to Han Ying, then his eyes fell on the "assailant".

It was a frail and delicate man, over thirty years old, but his appearance was still slender and delicate.However, looking at the man who was not young, there was a strange childishness and dullness in his expression.

For example, at this time, just after experiencing a thrilling oolong incident that nearly killed him, and beside him was a relative who vomited blood in order to shield him from the sword, but the man seemed unaware of what happened before.He just stared at Ji Xueting for a moment, then turned his head suddenly, put his hands on the neck of the "person" under him and continued to move.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The shrill and hoarse screams echoed in the night again.

Ji Xueting rubbed the center of his brows, thinking that he hadn't made such a mistake for a long time.

That's right, the screaming thing under the man is not a person at all, but a puppet that is about the size of a real person, and the silk thread wrapped around his body is not the rampant silk thread he thought, but just It is black silk used to manipulate puppets.

Qingzhou puppet.

It can be regarded as one of the rare famous products in Qingzhou.

The puppet dolls used in the Qingzhou puppet show are specially made.Unlike ordinary puppets, it has to be made the size of a human being, and its joints are also comparable to human beings. It is connected to the operator by black silk that does not reflect light after being dyed black, and it is almost the same as a real person when it moves.There is even an exquisitely made Qingzhou puppet, which has organs in its throat or body, which can emit a few lines of libretto or sound, and the abdomen is filled with red ink from pig urine bubbles or fish maw, and thick blood will flow out when pierced. Very realistic.

And the Qingzhou puppet lying on the ground now is obviously a puppet with a sound-generating mechanism in its throat, but it seems that the mechanism has been broken. What can be uttered is still the kind of terrifying wailing that is no different from human beings.

Enduring the scalp-numbing wailing, Ji Xueting looked at the young man, searched in his memory, and finally found a vague figure to meet him.

"Wait, this is... Zhichun?"

"It's the brother-in-law."

After taking the medicine given by Ji Xueting, Han Ying's complexion was much better than before, but his tiredness could not be concealed. Seeing that Ji Xueting recognized the man, he gave a wry smile and nodded.

"Uh, this child has grown up now."

Ji Xueting replied dryly.

Twenty years ago in the world, the title of the country was Qi, the young emperor was young and weak, and the people in power in the court happened to be the Han family.

That year, Ji Xueting ended a period of useless retreat, and re-entered the world ignorantly, and then met a young man who was full of resentment, rebellious, but extremely talented in swordsmanship.

There is no need to mention the next part of happy rivers and lakes.It's just that in the winter of that year, Han Ying's grandmother celebrated her birthday, and the young man couldn't bear the daily letters from his family, frowning and grimacing, he dragged his new friend back to the wealthy family who stinks of wine and meat to coax him. The old man is happy.

Han Ying made a vow at the time, saying that she would only stay at home for two or three nights, and would leave after her grandmother's birthday, but on the day she was about to leave, she accidentally picked up a woman who was almost killed in a particularly remote courtyard. A little fool who has been tortured to death.

Just like the routines in all cliché stories, in this little story of the Han family, there is a noble son who is ungrateful and shameless, and there is also a nobleman who stays in the cold kiln and never changes his infatuation. A poor girl who died in pain.

Similarly, there is also an illegitimate child who can only pinch his nose to recognize his family because of his blood.

The embarrassing point is probably that that noble son is Han Ying's father, and that unlucky illegitimate son has been mentally deficient since he was born, and is a born fool.

Chisha'er is Han Zhichun.

Han Ying was not very old when he left home. Although he knew that an unfavored and idiot brother had come to the house, he didn't pay much attention to it.But he really didn't expect that he would be bullied like that just because he was stupid.

But he was only four or five years younger than himself, yet he was not much heavier than a cat in his arms.

Being abused into that kind of appearance, that is, when we first got along with him, he was timid and afraid for a few days. If he was fed an extra mouthful of steamed buns, he would show a thin and pale face, and he would come over happily and call "brother" foolishly.

Then he handed the candy that had melted in his hand to his mouth for people to eat.

Ji Xueting smiled and watched the pair of brothers who became monks on the way, looked at Han Ying who scolded "dirty" with a straight face but still took the candy, and sighed in his heart, what melted... It's not just the little fool's palm that candy.

With the care of Han Ying, the most valued son of the Han family, Han Zhichun's situation gradually improved a lot.

By the time Ji Xueting and Han Ying parted, the skinny little fool covered in scars had already become a happy young master in a heap of splendor, with bright and innocent eyes, without any haze.

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Then today, the soft and sticky young master in Ji Xueting's mind had to be replaced by this middle-aged man with a paranoid and weird temperament.

Han Zhichun was still fiddling with the doll under him, concentrating on it, but as the puppet continued to howl, his eyes gradually became more hostile, and his expression also became anxious.

"Zhichun likes to play with puppets. Once he is in a state of mind, he will never pay attention to the things around him. Please forgive me, Brother Ji."

Seeing that Ji Xueting was still looking at him, Han Ying explained to him stiffly.

While talking, Han Ying bent down and coaxed Han Zhichun softly, "Xiaochun, don't bother, it's broken, I'll buy you a new one tomorrow."

Han Zhichun naturally ignored his brother, he continued to fiddle with the mechanism in the puppet's throat stubbornly, and there were a few scratches on his fingertips amidst the constant wailing.

"Xiaochun! Stop! This puppet can't be repaired anymore! Take a break and see who this is? Brother Ji is here too, do you remember?"

Han Ying suppressed a trace of anxiety, and stretched out his hand to block the poor puppet's throat, trying to stop Han Zhichun's movements.

But he didn't expect that it was this action that instantly made Han Zhichun irritable.

"go!"

He suddenly shouted!

"Go! Go!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly jumped into a rage and grabbed the puppet under him and knocked it to the ground forcefully.Coincidentally, the puppet had already been guessed by him in all directions. When he hit it so hard, the head of the puppet was overwhelmed and fell straight from the neck to the ground. A wire used to connect body parts The steel wire also broke suddenly, and bounced directly in Ji Xueting's direction.

"Be careful--"

Han Ying shouted, and instinctively reached out to stop him.The steel wire was on his already injured arm, and suddenly another deep gash was drawn.

Blood spurted out, and the man was on the verge of falling.

Ji Xueting: "..."

The Lingcang sword that has been unsheathed: "..."

After pausing for a moment, Ji Xueting grabbed Ling Cangjian, who was restless, with one hand, and softly comforted him: "It's all right, it's not that he looks down on you." Then he sighed and looked at Han Ying, whose half of his body was stained red with blood: "You Have you forgotten, I am actually very powerful."

"I'm just..." Han Ying seemed to realize that she had done something stupid, and stood there holding her arms.

The man who was already graying at the temples looked at him at this moment, and he was a little dazed like a child.

"I'm just used to it."

After all, in the past 20 years, he has long been used to being the strongest person among all people, and he has long been used to being in front of all people without distractions.

So much so that at that moment just now, he forgot that the person in front of him really didn't need his protection.

But beside Han Ying, who was dripping with blood, Han Zhichun was still immersed in his own world.

Seeing the Qingzhou puppet's head fall to the ground, Han Zhichun, who had put all his thoughts on it before, seemed to suddenly lose all interest.

He threw the puppet's head to the ground expressionlessly, then stepped forward and grabbed Han Ying's arm.

"I'm hungry."

He said.

Han Ying snorted again when he pulled her away.

But he still didn't notice it, and stubbornly asked Han Ying to go with him.However, tonight Han Ying obviously had something to say to Ji Xueting, and did not follow his wishes.

So, in the end, Han Zhichun could only be like a complete lunatic, screaming endlessly, struggling frantically and being forcibly dragged away.

After he left, the pavilion suddenly fell into a heavy silence.

Ji Xueting reluctantly squeezed a magic formula to cover Han Ying's arm to stop his bleeding, and then said: "I remember Zhichun's dementia back then, it doesn't seem so serious?"

Han Ying nodded.

"When I was in Jiangnan, I hired a famous doctor. He was slower than ordinary people. He liked to play with puppets, but his temper was very quiet. It's not like he is now... It's my fault. I shouldn't have brought him to Yingcheng. I thought it was because this place is poor and poor, but it is better for him to be under my nose than in the Han family, but for some reason, since he came here, his dementia is getting worse day by day."

Ji Xueting couldn't help asking: "Then why didn't you send him back?"

Han Ying took a deep breath, and for a moment he looked a few years older.

"This is what I wanted to tell you earlier." Han Ying's face was serious and extremely depressed, "Since half a month ago, for some reason, Yingcheng has become a trapped city that can only enter and cannot exit! "

"Only in, not out?"

"Exactly, all merchants and people, as long as they step into this land with a radius of ten miles, they can only live in the city and can no longer go out..."

At first, Han Ying was unaware of the changes around him.

It's just that he didn't know when, he found that there were suddenly more monsters around Yingcheng. He organized a monster hunting team to go out of the city once to keep the peace for several months, but after that, he could only keep the peace for a few days. .

Those monsters are killing endlessly, but the weapons, fuel, food and supplies in the city are gradually running out.In desperation, he could only send a messenger to rescue, but...

"All communication is cut off, and the courier has never been heard from."

Ji Xueting murmured and repeated.

"That's right." Han Ying clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white, "If it wasn't for the fact that many people looking for relatives came to the city one after another, I wouldn't even know it. The team has all disappeared!"

"The situation in the trapped city." Ji Xueting rubbed his brows. "In ancient times, there was a big monster who was very evil and evil, and he trapped all the prey in one place, allowing them to enter and not allowing them to go out. When the desired prey was enough, they devoured all the trapped people. This is a trapped city. It's just that the spell consumption of this kind of sorcery is astonishing. It is said that it is a besieged city, but it is just a small village if you die. It is really unheard of for a demon to be able to turn an entire city into a besieged city, unless -"

In the middle of speaking, Ji Xueting's voice stopped, he and Han Ying looked at each other, the two mouthed at the same time, and said the name silently.

Rampant God.

That is a monster that can make people fear and awe to the point of being worthy of a god.

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At the same moment when Ji Xueting and Han Ying met each other's eyes because of the rampant spirit, they fell silent.

At the other end of the City Lord's Mansion, a certain immortal who descended to earth without permission was holding Ji Xueting's robe face to face, and staggered towards his room under the leadership of an old servant.

"Young Master Yan, this is your room, if you need anything, please call the little one—"

When he reached the door, the old servant saluted humbly and said to him.

"I see."

Tianqu barely held up the last trace of clarity in his heart, and said to the human being.

As a result, the next moment, he watched the man's neck twist suddenly, tilted his head to look at him, and laughed.

【"He doesn't want you."】

【"He said that if he falls in love with a wolf-hearted, heartless and ungrateful person like you, he will only end up dead without a whole body."】

【"Yan Ci, Yan Ci, you have eaten his heart, what are you going to use to pay for it?"】

Tianqu gasped, staring at the face that belonged to Yan Ci in front of him, his teeth chattering.

"Yan, Mr. Yan? But what's wrong?"

"Young Master Banquet?"

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The moment Tianqu subconsciously wanted to reach out and cut off the neck of the Nian Snake, that annoying face suddenly changed into the panicked face of the old human servant.

Tianqu's lips parted and his forehead was already dripping with sweat.

He ignored the old servant... suddenly pushed open the door and rushed in.

When I turned back to close the door, I realized that the old servant at the door had long since disappeared.

Does that human really exist?

Or is everything just his delusion?

Tianqu thought to himself, knowing that something was wrong with his situation, but felt that he was born to be like this.

No, no.

He heard a voice in his heart say again.

The place where he is now is in the mortal world, and Ji Xueting is beside him.

"No, I can't, I just look at him, just look at him. I shouldn't have any delusions in the first place, how can I have the right to..."

Tianqu kept talking to himself, and suddenly his throat felt sweet, and he coughed up several mouthfuls of blood uncontrollably.

A few drops of blood splashed onto Ji Xueting's robe in his arms.

"Do not--"

Tianqu let out a hoarse scream in his throat. He frantically grabbed the cloth and wiped the blood droplets on it continuously, but the filthy blood had already penetrated into the cloth. The more he wiped, the more the blood spread. .

"No, don't, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, Axue, I didn't mean it!"

Xianjun's screams turned into mournful sobs, he kept repeating that sentence, and finally hugged the robe wet with blood and tears tightly, curled up in the cold corner of the wall, curled up his body , sobbed out.

"Axue, I'm sorry..."

"I shouldn't have broken your heart..."

The author has something to say: Ji Xueting: Do business, do business, kill monsters, take care of the younger generation...

Tianqu: Sorrowful Qiqi widow's face sobbing and crying that my wife doesn't want me anymore...