Drunk lying on the setting sun for the king

Sunlight shines through the rhombus panes, casting dappled light and shadows on the ground.On the nanmu square table by the window, there are two blue and white porcelain tea bowls. The tea inside is already cold, and the sparkling water surface is shining under the sky, reflecting a little bit of crystal.

Ji Qianhuan sat in the armchair by the table, tapped the table with his hand on the table, his eyes focused on the tea bowl were full of indifference.Hai Jing was sitting opposite him, clasped his hands on the table, and unconsciously squeezed his bones together, with a rare serious look on his face, because Ji Qianhuan said three words - Ling Xianfeng.

The place that took Hai Yingxing's life and separated him forever.

Hai Jing took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and looked up at Ji Qianhuan, "You mean, maybe Wu Sixuan took Feng Xiangyue to Lingxian Peak? Why did they go there?"

Ji Qianhuan leaned casually on the back of the chair, raised his hand and rested his chin, "I don't think you've forgotten the Lingxian Peak Demon Sect?"

When mentioning the Lingxian Peak Demon Sect, Hai Yingxing's gentle smile on the day when he said goodbye, as well as the sad news that shocked him, appeared in Hai Jing's mind. My father died in Huangquan just to crusade against the Lingxian Peak Demon Cult, and he will never come back..."

Hearing Hai Jing's vibrato, Ji Qianhuan chuckled, "Then do you know who killed him?"

Hai Jing raised his eyes and looked at him, "Who else could there be except the leader of the Demon Cult?"

"That's right, and this demon cult leader," said Ji Qianhuan, leaning closer to Hai Jing, deliberately lowering his voice, "it's your biological father."

With the sound of "Dang Clang", the teacup on the table was thrown to the ground and smashed to pieces, and the tea that flowed out meandered on the ground.Hai Jing's cuffs were wet, he stared at Ji Qianhuan in disbelief, opened and closed his lips a few times, but didn't say anything.

"You've lost your memory, so it's normal not to know about it." Ji Qianhuan leaned back in the chair again, crossing his hands on his chest, "I don't know what Zhu Liandao's plans are after that, but Wu Sixuan has a good look at you." Yue went to Lingxian Peak, probably because of the Zhuxin Sword."

"Xu Xin Sword? That sword is in Lingxian Peak?" Hai Jing came back to his senses, walked up to Ji Qianhuan in a few steps, and asked eagerly.

"Yes, that sword is the treasure of the Demon Cult, the possession of the leader..." Ji Qianhuan's eyes sank, and he shook his head again, "No, it should be said that it is because of that sword that the With the Lingxian Peak Demon Sect, the leader of the Demon Sect will be born."

Hai Jing frowned slightly, "I remember Brother Fei said that because the Zhuxin Sword is made by living people, it has a lot of resentment on it, which can swallow the mind of the holder and make it violent and bloodthirsty. Is it because of this that the swordsmen in the Jianghu Will there be a Demon Cult?"

"That's right, the first person who founded the Devil's Cult is unknown now, but what is certain is that he got the Punishing Sword accidentally, which made him become ruthless and bloodthirsty. After that , this person founded the Lingxian Peak Devil Sect, and the Punishing Sword has been passed down from generation to generation in the Devil Sect, and has never been left outside."

After all, Ji Qianhuan glanced at Hai Jing lightly, "So your biological father may have lost his mind and killed Hai Yingxing because he got the Zhuxin Sword. You don't have to get too entangled."

Hai Jing gritted her teeth, turned around and walked out the door without another word.Seeing this, Ji Qianhuan couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going?"

"Do you still need to ask? Of course it is Lingxian Peak!" Hai Jing replied coldly.

Ji Qianhuan smiled, "I'm afraid Wu Sixuan's move is very problematic. Are you not afraid that he has set up a trap?"

"What's so scary about mere traps? In order to get Xiangyue back, I dare to go to hell!" Hai Jing said sharply, then slammed the door and walked straight out of the courtyard.

Ji Qianhuan stared at the closed door, pursed his lips and smiled, with relief in his eyes.

As soon as Fang went out, Hai Jing saw everyone in Nether Valley standing on one side, all of them showed some concerns.Jialan seemed to be blaming herself for failing to stop Feng Xiangyue, her eye circles were slightly red, and she stepped forward to Hai Jing and said, "Are you going to find Master Gu? I'll be with you."

Ling Musheng also said: "Yes, where did the owner of the valley go? Let's go find him!"

Hai Jing patted the shoulders of the two of them, swept away the gloomy look on his face, and returned to a warm smile, "You don't have to worry, Xiangyue didn't go to any dangerous place, it's enough for me to go alone."

Fei Yuanguang interjected from the side: "Really? If there is anything that needs us, don't hesitate."

"When have I been polite to you?" Hai Jing couldn't help laughing. "I just need you to return to Nether Valley as soon as possible and take care of yourself. That's enough."

Xueyu sighed softly, and came to Haijing, "I understand, I will take them back, but you have to be careful, you and Guzhu must come back, we will always wait for you."

Hai Jing nodded solemnly, bid farewell to everyone, and was about to walk out of the courtyard when Hua Jiutang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly came and patted him on the shoulder, "Hai Jing, remember my words, what is truth? , What is false, you are very clear, don't be fooled by the illusion in front of you and the impulse in your heart."

Hai Jing was slightly taken aback, thinking that Hua Jiutang might be worried that he would get angry with Feng Xiangyue, so he said this, and then said: "Mr. Hua, please rest assured, no matter what, I believe in Xiangyue."

At the end, he said "Farewell" again, and left in a hurry.But Hua Jiutang murmured, "I'm not talking about Xiangyue... that's all, let him think for himself."

Walking out of the courtyard gate, Hai Jing had been walking for a while, when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.Hai Jing took a closer look, only to realize that Mo Fei was walking towards her, so she stepped forward to say hello, "Brother Mo."

Mo Fei rolled his gloomy eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Hai Jing, come with me, the master has something to tell you."

"What are you talking about? Can't you wait until I come back?" Hai Jing asked puzzled.

Mo Fei's reaction was very cold, "If you don't want to listen, I won't force you. It's just that this matter is related to the Lingxian Peak Demon Sect, so you should think it through yourself."

Hai Jing paused for a moment, then sighed helplessly, "Okay, I'll go with you right now. Your lord really likes to play tricks."

Mo Fei didn't reply anymore, turned around and led Hai Jing away, his huge body fluttering like a black cloud.Hai Jing followed him into a bush, walked for a while, and saw a hidden courtyard in front of him.

The courtyard is hidden in the depths of the forest, and the surface of the house is mottled with old marks, showing that it has been aged for some time.Hai Jing walked into the courtyard, and saw a well in the courtyard, a wooden barrel was placed beside the well, and a few chickens were pecking rice not far away. It was a leisurely scene of a farmhouse, and he wondered why Mu Xiangtian would be willing to live here kind of place.

Pushing open the door, the scene inside is completely different from the outside.The surrounding walls were covered by thick brocade tents, embroidered with blue dragons and tails, flying phoenixes, and colorful tassels under the tents, hanging down on the soft carpet spread on the ground.In the corner of the house, there is also a copper stove carved with lotus flowers, which is full of cigarettes and orchid musk.

In the middle of the carpet, a reclining chair covered with tiger skin suddenly came into view.There is also a table on one side of the reclining chair, on which a silk tablecloth is spread, vegetables and fruits are contained in glass bowls, and a crystal cup is filled with fine wine. All the decorations are incompatible with this dilapidated house.

At this time, Mu Xiangtian was reclining on the reclining chair, holding a crystal cup in his hand, leaning against his lips to sip lightly.Guangze knelt in front of the chair, holding the bright jug that matched the wine cup with both hands, looking at Mu Xiangtian with tender affection in his eyes.

After Mo Fei brought Hai Jing in, he knelt down and respectfully said: "Master, I have brought Hai Jing here."

Mu Xiangtian didn't even raise his eyelids, but just said softly, "Hai Jing, are you going to Lingxian Peak next?"

"Exactly, I wonder how the lord got it from?" Hai Jing was not polite, picked up a crooked stool in the corner, and sat down in front of Mu Xiangtian.

"It doesn't matter where this king knows about it. I just want to send Mo Fei to go with you and help you." After Mu Xiangtian said lazily, he drank the wine in the crystal cup. Fill another glass for him.

Hearing this, Hai Jing shook his head, "No need, this matter has nothing to do with the prince, it's my own business, let me solve it myself."

Mu Xiangtian sneered, and finally sat up on the reclining chair.He put the crystal cup on the table, and immediately splashed the table with glistening water, "It doesn't matter? If it is possible, I also hope that the Demon Cult has no connection with me. Unfortunately, the leader of the Demon Cult is me. The king's brother, Mu Xiangling!"

Hai Jing stared blankly for a moment, only to feel that what he knew today made his mind confused, as if he really recognized himself for the first time.Doubts and shocks were like intertwined tendrils, entangled in his heart, and even made him feel suffocated.

Seeing him dumbfounded, Mu Xiangtian snorted and continued: "Back then, in order to fight against the strong, the emperor forcibly took the Dragon Sword Sword and ran away from the palace regardless of his father's obstruction. On the way, he met Hai Yingxing. After that, , I don’t know what happened to the two of them, he actually handed the Dragon Yin Sword to Hai Yingxing, went to Lingxian Peak Demon Sect by himself, and never came back. After that, this king accidentally discovered that he had become the leader of the Demon Sect... ..."

Following the words, Mu Xiangtian's expression was somewhat heavy, mixed with endless pain.At this moment, Hai Jing finally understood why the Dragon Chanting Sword appeared in Hailan Village.But what kind of relationship did arise between his biological father and adoptive father that would allow Mu Xiangling to send out the Dragon Yin Sword, and Hai Yingxing to go to Lingxian Peak at the risk of fighting with his life?

Seeing that he was silent, Mu Xiangtian couldn't help laughing playfully, "Now that things have come to an end, I suddenly found out that I have royal blood, but my biological father is the leader of the demon sect who has been punished by the world. It must be uncomfortable."

Hai Jing paused, and a smile appeared on his face, "It's just a little surprised. After all, whether it's the royal family or the Demon Cult, these things that have no memory in my life will never affect me in the slightest. Now I'm just Haijing, the owner of Hailan Villa."

Mu Xiangtian didn't expect him to be so open-minded, so he was slightly taken aback, "You...haven't you always been curious about your life experience?"

Hai Jing spread his hands and said indifferently: "That's true, but I just want to know where I came from, instead of putting shackles on myself and becoming a prisoner of these old things. The reason why I am me is It's just because I have lived my life for more than twenty years in a real way, and I really exist here."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out the door, "So please don't interfere with Ling Xianfeng's matter, this is my break with the past, if I don't do it myself, it will be meaningless."

When the last word fell, the door was slammed shut.Mo Fei stared at the closed door, thoughtfully.Mu Xiangtian supported his chin with one hand, held the wine cup again, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Hai Jing, you are indeed a very interesting person just like Brother Huang."

Hai Jing walked out of Mu Xiangtian's residence, and went to Yue Shuyan's place to bid farewell.He originally planned to go down the mountain to buy a horse and go to Lingxian Peak, but Yue Shuyan handed him a black horse without saying anything, and prepared a few days of dry food for him to go on the road.

When Liu Xin saw that Hai Jing was about to leave, her big eyes were swollen into walnuts from crying, and she was very reluctant.Hai Jing had no choice but to pat her head to comfort her, promising to see her again in the future, and then led the horse down the mountain.

When we reached the foot of the mountain, the bright moon like a hook had already hung high in the sky.Hai Jing raised his eyes to look at Shu Juan's vast white clouds, his eyes were determined, he raised the long whip in his hand, and urged the horse forward.

Under the bright moon, I saw a fast horse galloping, the sky was far above the head, and the dust was rolling under the feet.Immediately the man sat leaning over, holding the rein in his hand, his blue clothes fluttering, his cuffs embroidered with water patterns in silver silk spread out in the wind, and a few strands of blue silk that was randomly tied up with a wooden hairpin scattered and danced endlessly with the wind.