rebirth against fate

Surrounded by clouds and mists, auspicious clouds and auspicious beasts are depicted on the white stone pillars. Exotic flowers and plants are planted in the open space in front of the gate, and several cranes and peacocks are pacing back and forth leisurely.

The red clouds always linger behind the majestic palace, with thousands of auspicious signs, peaceful and majestic.

Zi Xian walked into the palace cautiously.

Since the last meeting in the study, this was the second time that man summoned him.

As soon as he entered, he saw only a slender and luxurious figure from the back.For some reason, that person was filled with a rare sense of ease and ease.

Zi Xian felt relieved, and exhaled quietly, it seems that this time is not a bad thing.

The man turned around, Zi Xian quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at his face.

The last time she caught a glimpse, she already knew a secret of this man, a surprising secret.That face turned out to be... But she didn't dare to speculate on the man's intentions.

The man carefully looked at the woman in front of him.

The red clothes are like fire, charming and almost demon.A strand of black hair hangs loosely by the ear, with a somewhat lazy posture, calmly seductive.

Such a posture, if you think about it, is also inverting all living beings in the realm of self-cultivation.But yes, it is not easy for a female cultivator to practice. If it is not for her excellent talent and ability to confuse sentient beings, it would be too difficult to survive.

The man was very satisfied.

Huo Hao is already dead, presumably the future he saw has changed, and the things he feared will not come again.

But just in case, it's better to make another preparation.

He looked at the docile beauty in front of him, smiled, and said softly: "I have one thing for you, you have to do it properly. After you do it well, I will give you the reward you've always wanted."

Zi Xian looked up in surprise, and saw a chuckle on the man's mouth, noble and elegant, but his eyes were a bit gloomy.

The grass with slender blades swayed slightly, and a gust of wind passed by, dropping a crystal clear dewdrop.

The sound of "snap" was very clear in the silent space.

Following this soft sound, a giant python hovering in the distance suddenly slid, and the light beams illuminating the space suddenly gathered on the man wrapped by the python, forming a cocoon of light.

The light cocoon is like a living thing, shrinking regularly, and the light is stronger and weaker at other times.

After a while like this, the light cocoon jumped faster and faster, and finally burst open suddenly.

At the moment when the golden light splashed, the man who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were cold, ruthless, dark, and frightening to watch.

The giant python let out an excited hiss, and the huge python turned around, moving the man's body onto its own back.

"Candle Dragon..." Huo Hao called out in a low voice, feeling his body.

This time the feigned death was really laborious, and it all depended on Zhulong.Ever since he got Candle Dragon, Huo Hao used this super powerful sword to kill those monks who were more advanced than himself.Later, when I found this sword in Nanke State, it was extremely strange, and I almost had the idea of ​​throwing it away.

But after returning to Donglu, the situation was tense, and he kept the sword for his own authority.

Afterwards, a big secret was discovered by accident.

Candle Dragon is indeed a magic sword, but it is a magic sword of fairy level.There is a space in this sword that can condense soul and gather energy to save the dying person.

Huo Hao let himself die at the hands of Lan Yufeng, on the one hand, to eliminate the hatred of his senior brother, and on the other hand, to attract the person who wanted his life.

While the risks are huge, it's worth the effort.

Huo Hao recalled the dream in the dormant time, a long and peaceful dream, in which dream, he and his senior brother lived a happy and ordinary life.But the dream is beautiful, but it is always a falsehood.What he wants is to live together with his senior brother in reality.

He had already settled his senior brother's old enmity with his death, and it was time to start over with his senior brother from now on.

After rubbing the smooth scales of Candle Dragon, the space shattered into pieces, and people appeared on a long street.At this time during the day, no one pays attention to him, and the monk's methods are unpredictable, so it is not a big deal for someone to appear suddenly.

A dormancy, I do not know the year.

Xihua Prefecture, Emperor Emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

Gui Yifeng was full of sword energy, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the sect leader, and he looked up.

The sun was bright in the sky, and the white light hurt people's eyes. The star trails that cannot be seen during the day were still moving, falling into the eyes of the man.

The already dim stars are re-lit, more radiant than before.

The always calm head suddenly stood up, showing a delighted smile, "He's not dead yet! I can keep Qing Yuzong!"

Immediately, the joyful expression turned a little gloomy.

"As expected of heaven's luck, he didn't die like this. That person...is doomed to be destroyed. Is it right or wrong for me to do this?"

But a thousand years is a long time even for monks.Qing Yuzong has long been an indispensable part of his life.In order to protect this sect that he has guarded for thousands of years, he is willing to do anything.

The forest is deep and deep. Even in the daytime, the lush trees still cover the sunlight tightly, and only a few rays of light shine through the treetops, which are bright and brilliant.

Lan Yufeng closed his eyes and practiced in the cave.

A gust of breeze blows, and there is the fragrance of forest trees, and there is also a faint fragrance of flowers.

The messy branches stretching freely covered the cave, leaving only a dark crack, which was eerie.

A fire suddenly ignited in a patch of green of varying shades.

No, that's not fire, it's a red dress.

The beautiful woman suddenly appeared in the jungle like a goblin.Flower appearance snow skin, slim figure.

She walked out from the depths of the woods, through the ground full of vines and tangled branches, her clothes were not messed up at all.

Her loafers were still clean, with no dirt on the soles.

The damp and gloomy woods seemed to come alive because of this woman.

She walked towards the eerie crack step by step.

Lan Yufeng suddenly opened his eyes, spiritual fires lit up all around, a shadow fell into the cave, and the sound of a piano suddenly sounded, no longer bewitching as before, ethereal as clouds in the sky, ethereal and beautiful.

"It's you! What are you going to do?"

The woman in red covered her mouth and laughed coquettishly, "What do you think I'm here for?"

"Who planned the conspiracy against the cultivation world behind Canghuan Small Secret Realm?" Lan Yufeng's eyes were as cold as ice, looking at the woman who was smiling happily.

"It's really incomprehensible! Such a beautiful woman is in front of you, and you only want to torture her." The woman didn't answer him, but said a few words coquettishly.

Lan Yufeng sneered, "Beauty is beauty, but it's a pity that I dare not look at a woman who is more advanced than me and who once tried to kill me."

The red shirt flickered suddenly, and the woman was already hanging on Lan Yufeng's body.

"They're not here to kill you this time, or why don't they do it now."

As he said, his soft arms touched Lan Yufeng's chest, his slightly lowered head rested on his shoulders, and the warm and fragrant breath came to his ears.

"This time, people came to this remote place, of course it is for Yufeng to relieve loneliness."

Lan Yufeng felt the snake-like body of the woman in red, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she pushed her away, "What's your purpose? A monk with a true immortal cultivation level, it's really contemptible to let go like this .”

The woman's body froze, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, but it was fleeting. She leaned on his arm again, and her whole body seemed to melt, her soft body clinging tightly to him.

"Yufeng, don't say that, he is sincere."

Lan Yufeng stretched out his hand to wrap around the woman's waist, grasping it tightly, it was as soft as a willow branch in the spring breeze.

"Ah!" The woman exclaimed, and fell into his arms. Because of this, the red dress on her body was spread out, revealing a piece of soft and full breasts.

The woman's face immediately turned red, her eyes became moist, and she looked at Lan Yufeng affectionately from the tip of her eyebrows, but her hands frantically pulled her skirt together.

A smile suddenly appeared on Lan Yufeng's cold face, and he stretched out a hand to stop the woman from pulling her clothes together.

When the two hands touched, they both froze for a moment.

The woman withdrew her hand in a panic, the blush on her face became more and more obvious, dyeing her charming face as bright as a peach blossom.

Those moist eyes were lost for a moment when they saw the smiling Lan Yufeng.

"Ah..." The woman gasped, buried her head in his arms, and wrapped her arms around his waist tightly.

Lan Yufeng's hand stuck to the woman's neck, stroking her slender and graceful side neck, and gradually sliding down.

The red robe was gently untied and fell down.

An exquisite and beautiful ketone body appeared.

The jet-black hair spread over her body like a waterfall, covering the most beautiful spring scenery.

Lan Yufeng's eyes were dark and dark, looking at the woman in his arms, moving his hands on the woman's body, he let out a few exclamations of surprise and anger.

Huo Hao caressed Candle Dragon's sword, looking at the lush jungle ahead.

After some inquiring, he found out that it had been a hundred years since his suspended animation. During these hundred years, the name Lan Yufeng had been well-known in Nanke Prefecture.

Abandoned disciple of Qing Yuzong was hunted down by Daoxiu.And because he didn't want to become a demon cultivator, he fought endlessly with the demon cultivator.A man who doesn't admit to either side.

This kind of life, after a hundred years, I don't know how many grievances and injuries the senior brother has suffered.

Without him for the past hundred years, what kind of life did the senior brother live?

A hundred years have passed, has his hatred for himself dissipated with death?

What kind of senior brother would he meet, and what should he say after seeing the senior brother?

Many questions were rolling in Huo Hao's mind, but he couldn't answer them, so he could only go into the jungle here, find that person and ask them to understand.