Drunk lying on the setting sun for the king

On the top of the moon, the clouds are light and the sky is frosty.The night wind came in through the window, making the candles on the desk flicker, and the whole room flickered.

And beside the table with candlesticks, there was a man sitting in a chair, his face was not very clear in the dim light.Half of his body was leaning against the table, with his whole arm resting on the table, and he was playing with a warm and beautiful jade in his hand, with an air of peace and contentment.

If you look closely at those hands, you can find that every finger on them is as white and tender as a spring onion, and the nails are round and smooth, even softer than a woman living in a deep boudoir.

Suddenly, the door slammed, and a gust of wind blew in through the crack of the door, and two figures also entered, upon closer inspection, it was Xing Wushuang and Fu Xiang.

Facing the man at the table, the two moved cautiously for a moment, bowed respectfully, and said: "Island Master, Wu Sixuan has led Feng Xiangyue to Lingxian Peak, and Hai Jing followed as expected, Zhu Xinjian is very It will be available soon.”

The man at the table gave a long "hmm", "If you can use Hai Jing's hand to take the Xinzhu Sword and open the gate of the underground palace, I will hand him over to you to deal with as you like."

Fu Xiang gritted her teeth, with a sinister smile on her face.Xing Wushuang is not optimistic, "It doesn't matter whether Hai Jing can be captured after opening the underground palace, Mu Xiangtian is also an extremely dangerous enemy for us at present. We planned to blame Hai Jing for Jun Linyue's death before, But I don't want him to come out halfway and disturb all our plans, this prince acts in a secret way, so we should be more careful."

Hearing this, the man was silent for a moment before he smiled softly, "But now Mu Xiangtian has told Haijing everything he knows, and he will not leave the little emperor and go to Zhu Lian Island, and then deal with him. It’s unnecessary. As long as Hai Jing is dealt with, his well-designed chess game can be ruined, making him unable to stand up again. So you don’t have to think about other things, just concentrate on dealing with the people in Nether Valley.”

Xing Wushuang heard that what he said was reasonable, so he had no choice but to agree.He paused, his eyes flickering, "...Island Master, she... how is Zi Ling doing now?"

The man smiled, "Don't worry, she's in a very safe place now, just waiting for you to pick her up."

Xing Wushuang finally had a knowing smile on his face that often wore a smirk, and stepped forward eagerly, "So, as long as I go to Zhu Lian Island, I can see her and take her away?"

"Yeah, until then, I will free you from this matter." The man said, the fingers that rubbed the jade pendant stopped, and the voice was inaudible, "In various senses."

Xing Wushuang didn't hear his last words clearly, and was still immersed in the fantasy of being able to meet Ziling again, the cunning look on his face faded away, leaving only infatuation and no regrets.

However, the current him did not realize that what this infatuation led him to was not a warm and happy future, but an abyss of eternal doom.

It would only take five days and five nights to go from Moon Moon Peak to Lingxian Peak, and Wu Sixuan and Feng Xiangyue reached the foot of Lingxian Peak at such a speed.Afterwards, the two spent half a day climbing to the top of the mountain and came to the gate of the Demon Sect on Lingxian Peak.

The Lingxian Peak Demon Cult was built among the rocky cliffs, hidden behind a cliff, and there are two huge stone gates outside.Two ink unicorns are engraved opposite each other on the stone gate, but their color is dim due to long-term disrepair.On both sides of the stone gate, vines and weeds piled up in a mess, obviously no one took care of it for a long time.

The moment Feng Xiangyue saw the gate, Feng Xiangyue couldn't feel any doubts. The Lingxian Peak Demon Sect was once famous and powerful, but how could the gate be so dilapidated?

While thinking, Wu Sixuan slapped the spring on the edge of the cliff, and the stone door opened slowly with a bang.

Then what appeared afterwards was still a winding road, both sides were covered with thorns, gloomy.Wu Sixuan led Feng Xiangyue in, and then walked up the road, "This is the first level that the Demon Cult uses to deal with the enemy. It is easy to set up an ambush, and it is extremely difficult to attack."

While Feng Xiangyue looked around, he gave a faint "um", as if he didn't want to say another word.

As the two of them moved, a layer of mist gradually filled their sides. In the haze, the intertwined tree shadows opened their teeth and claws like evil spirits from hell.The surrounding temperature is getting colder, and the sky is also covered by thick clouds, which weigh heavily on the top of the head, like a huge stone pressing on the heart.The sad wind is blowing all around, the cold fog is drifting, the indescribable depression and sadness, the endless desolation and silence.

Gradually, the outline of a building appeared in the mist. When Feng Xiangyue approached, he realized that it was a huge palace.The walls of the palace are all made of black jade, the dark light is shining, and it goes straight to the top of the clouds, which is magnificent.Only then did Feng Xiangyue realize some of the demeanor of the Demon Cult back then, and pushed the door with the golden animal head embedded, and entered with Wu Sixuan.

However, as soon as Fang entered the door, the scene inside surprised him greatly.Behind that door is a circular hall, surrounded by eight gates. The circular vault hangs high above the head. It seems that there are patterns painted on it, but the color is blurred because it has not been repaired for a long time, and it is hard to see what is painted.

And in this wide hall, there are piles of white bones all over the place, some limbs have been broken, and some heads have been broken.There are many rusty weapons and fragments of items mixed in, and the blood on the ground has long dried and solidified, so it can be seen that a tragic and fierce battle must have taken place here.

Looking at the scene in front of me, even though the wind is pleasing to me, I don't feel like I'm in a tomb in the wilderness. The round dome is as high as the sky, and the cold wind outside the door brushes against my side from time to time. Wreathed.

Wu Sixuan flicked his wrist, lit a torch, looked at his feet, and shook his head, "These are all decent people who came to exterminate Lingxian Peak Demon Cult, but they all lost their lives here. It's really tragic."

Feng Xiangyue glanced at Wu Sixuan, "Looking at what it looks like now, the members of the Devil's Cult haven't had any good results either."

"That's right, people in the Devil's Cult were also killed in pieces, and only one survived. That person is the leader of the Devil's Cult, that is, Hai Jing's father." Wu Sixuan said, turning his gaze to Xiang Feng. Yue, as if expecting the other party to show surprise.

But Feng Xiangyue just paused for a moment, and then said coldly: "When you said you were going to come to Lingxian Peak Demon Sect, I had already thought about all kinds of possibilities, and I wouldn't be surprised by it."

Wu Sixuan curled his lips in displeasure, licked his lips, and his face was full of interest, "Don't jump to conclusions, I promise you will be shocked when you see Hai Jing's father."

Feng Xiangyue snorted softly, as if he didn't quite believe it, "Really? Then take me to meet him quickly."

Unexpectedly, Wu Sixuan raised his index finger and shook it left and right, "Before that, you have to go to the same room with me and change into the clothes I prepared for you."

Feng Xiangyue's expression suddenly turned sullen, "I don't have time to satisfy your wicked taste! Where is Hai Jing's father!"

Wu Sixuan smiled bitterly, "You have been indifferent to me all the time, can't you help but get angry when Hai Jing is mentioned?" He paused, and his smile suddenly sank, "But if you don't listen to me, Just don’t want to see Hai Jing’s father, because only I know where he is now!”

Feng Xiangyue gritted her teeth, hesitated for a while, thought that there was nothing wrong with just changing clothes, so she flicked her sleeves and left with Wu Sixuan.Wu Sixuan smiled in satisfaction, pushed open one of the eight surrounding doors, and led Feng Xiangyue into a corridor.

There were five doors on both sides of the corridor, Wu Sixuan opened one of them, pointed to a water-red gown on the bed, and winked at Feng Xiangyue.

Feng Xiangyue glanced at him, suppressed her anger, and walked into the house.Seeing that Wu Sixuan wanted to follow, he immediately stopped in his tracks, and slammed the door shut, blocking him out.

Wu Sixuan sneered, scratched his head, and waited quietly by the door with his hands folded.

After a while, the door creaked open, and Feng Xiangyue had already put on the red dress.The tightness of the clothes was just right, outlining Feng Xiangyue's upright and long body, the cuffs and neckline were rolled with gold-patterned black borders, and a black satin ribbon showed his tight waist. The bright water red made his skin more beautiful than usual For fairness.

On the other hand, his hair was covered with blue silk like silk, hanging down his shoulders, and the Zhu Lian tattoo on his forehead was not covered up, which matched the red color on his clothes, which actually added a bit of enchantment to his whole body.

Wu Sixuan was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help whistling, "The first time I saw this dress, I thought it would suit you, and you really look good in it."

While speaking, he stretched out his hand unconsciously, stroking Feng Xiangyue's face.Feng Xiangyue opened that hand with a "snap", and the cold look in his eyes completely destroyed the enchanting feeling brought by the red dress, "It's too short, I'm not here to listen to your nonsense! Don't forget what you should do What!"

Wu Sixuan withdrew his hand resentfully, his smile froze suddenly, "You...do you still only have Hai Jing in your heart?"

There was sadness in his words, and there was even a bit of appeal, but the coldness in Feng Xiangyue's eyes did not fade at all, "Do you need me to repeat what you just said!"

Wu Sixuan sighed lightly, then smiled again, and shrugged, "Okay, I see, come with me."

Seeing Wu Sixuan turn around and go out, Feng Xiangyue flicked his hem and followed closely behind.When the two returned to the hall, Wu Sixuan pushed open another door on the wall, and a long stone step suddenly came into view, leading directly to the ground.

Wu Sixuan walked in front holding the fire bag, and Feng Xiangyue followed cautiously.The two walked along the stone steps for a long while, and a hollow carved wooden door appeared in the field of vision. Inside was a large spacious room with high curtains, quiet and deserted, with dust piled up on the tables and chairs.Going further inside, there is a storage room, with buckets, brooms and other things piled up all over the place, all of which are dilapidated, decayed and dusty.