His old enemy deceives the world

"This voice sounds familiar!"

Chu Yu looked over at the prestige, but could only see the faint outline of Dan Ying carved Jue in the misty mist.

"Go and have a look."

Chong Cang said decisively, his eyes flickered, and he walked forward after speaking, but in the blink of an eye, his figure was submerged in the dense mist.

Chu Yu was startled when he saw this, so he quickly raised his heels up, but before taking two steps, he suddenly bumped into an embrace and stopped.

Raising his head, Chu Yu saw Chong Cang's expression was calm, as if he had expected it, he was taking his hand calmly, and said with deep meaning: "Don't be so anxious, you can catch up to me just as well."

His flat tone seems to be describing an innocuous matter, but upon listening carefully, there seems to be a bit of a teasing hook at the end of the sentence, which makes people's ears warm.

But Chu Yu didn't seem to be able to hear it. There was no trace of shyness in his posture, and he answered fluently at this moment: "I'm even more afraid that it won't be you who catch up later." After finishing speaking, he clasped Chongcang's five fingers with his backhand, The tip of sharp eyes raised slightly, and he said provocatively, "Let's go?"

The eyes of the two men met in the fog, one high and the other low, and they looked at each other for a while. Finally, Chong Cang withdrew his gaze first. His side face could not be seen clearly in the dim night, only a slightly cold and low voice It came: "Are you so unrestricted in front of others?"

Chu Yu:? ? ?

What is no taboo?

Allow you to tease me secretly, so why don't I reply to you?What's wrong with this man?

Chu Yu rolled his eyes and decided to ignore him.

However, as soon as the voice stopped at this moment, the cold and silent atmosphere around him seemed to be squeezed in an instant, and even the screams not far away had stopped.

And from the mist in all directions, faint whispers began to seep out like melting ice. The voice was extremely small, slightly like the vague ravings of people in a dream. Although the true meaning could not be heard clearly, it could still make people faint. I can smell the ups and downs of the tone - sometimes noisy, sometimes silent, like an opera sung thousands of miles away, trying to tell all the unknown past like weeping.

"Is there someone in front?" In the eerie silence, Chu Yu suddenly uttered a voice. He stopped and looked straight ahead.

Beside the stepping gate in front of a temple, the dim candle flame in the stone lamp flickers on and off, reflecting the figure leaning on its feet is also very vague, only a corner of the hem of the clothes blown up by the wind can be vaguely seen , waving silently in the mist alone.

"Stay here, I'll take a look." Chong Cang lowered his head and ordered, but after he finished speaking, he moved his Adam's apple a little hesitantly, as if he had thought for a while, and then whispered in Chu Yu's ear: "Don't be casual." To hold the hand of a stranger."

Chu Yu: "..."

After finishing speaking, Chong Cang let go of Chu Yu and walked towards the gate of the palace. The closer he got, the clearer the woman's low sobs became. It was not until his sight was beyond the shield of the stone lamp that he realized that There was a figure standing behind him, holding a long sword in his hand, when he saw Chong Cang approaching, he immediately drew his sword out of its sheath, and shouted sharply: "Who is it!?"

Chong Cang stood where he was, and asked in a calm tone, "Yinhan?"

"Yuze, it's you..." Yinhan let go of the sword, and murmured as if she had lost all strength. It was obvious that her spirit had been in a state of extreme tension before that.

"Senior brother!" The woman who was leaning under the stone lamp was even more excited. She squeezed out a heart-rending call from her throat that was hoarse from crying, then stood up staggeringly, and staggered towards Chong Cang. past.

But who knows that before she rushed over, Chong Cang raised his hand and put the scabbard in front of the two of them, with a gentle but firm posture, preventing Yin Shu from approaching any further.

Seeing this, Yin Shu paused in his footsteps, and could only stand there with tears in his eyes. After a while, he remembered to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and asked in a trembling voice, "Senior brother?"

Chong Cang turned a deaf ear to the slight grievance in her voice, and only asked: "Why are there only two of you, why are you asking them?"

In his words, he did not mention the question of why the two of them were here late at night, which seemed to indicate that they had already experienced various abnormalities.

When Yinshu heard Youqi's name coming out of his mouth at this moment, her expression was startled, as if the horrible picture she had just seen was unfolding in front of her eyes, she covered her face in an instant, and wept bitterly: "Senior brother Youqi... Brother Youqi...he..."

Yin Han's expression on the side was also extremely ugly, but at least he could barely hold himself back, so Chong Cangbian turned the conversation to her and said, "What's going on?"

His eyes darkened, Yinhan's lips were pale, and he said with a faint trembling: "After you left...we came to Xuehua Palace, but found that the head and the others were not there, so we asked Several disciples guarding the temple, but they didn't say a word, no matter what we asked, they just looked at us and smiled, and everyone smiled at us..." Tears flashed in her eyes when she said this, Covering his mouth, he barely suppressed the sobs in his throat, and continued:

"After that, the layout of the Xuehua Palace also began to change. There were blood-stained clothes everywhere, and even those disciples became guests who came to the banquet. They passed cups to each other, as if It’s like we can’t see us at all. Hehe... At this time, even if we are slow, we finally noticed that something is wrong, but when we want to go out, it is already too late... As long as we open the door of the palace, we will not Repeating the previous scene over and over again, endlessly... until we were exhausted, a pair of newcomers in fancy clothes came out from behind the screen, they—”

"They... have no facial features on their faces, but they look like they are smiling, and the guests below stopped their movements to laugh with them. That scene is really..." Yin Han bit his lower lip, his face was a little pale She twisted and paused for a moment before she said hoarsely in a voice that was close to the limit of fear: "So senior brother... You Qi couldn't bear it any longer, so he suddenly pulled out the Demon Slayer Knife and swung it at that person Even though the guests and the groom did not stop the newcomer in the wedding dress, everything collapsed. The red silk pillars in the temple began to melt into a pool of blood, and we thought that after the blood spread, Something terrible would happen, but we never thought that the surroundings would gradually return to normal, so we didn't have time to think about it at the time...we just thought we had escaped, so we ran out quickly."

Yinhan lowered his eyes, and his voice was hollow: "Obviously it was only half an hour in the palace, but it was already dark after we came out, and everyone was shocked and frightened, but Senior Brother Youqi...he suddenly said that he Very hungry."

Yinshu had been weeping intermittently, but when Yinhan said this, she suddenly stopped crying and stared blankly, her dark eyes filled with horror.

"But we didn't pay too much attention to it. We just thought about what happened just now with lingering fear. Everyone felt that it was caused by the resentment in the forbidden area, so we finally decided to go to the head's residence together to find out. It’s also good to repair the seal.” After speaking, Yinhan raised his head, looked at the plaque on the gate of the palace, and said sadly: “But after coming here, there are still frequent strange things, so that we all I got lost... and when I finally found Brother Youqi by holding Yinshu and following the sound, I saw him squatting on the ground, saying 'so hungry, so hungry'...while chewing again We yelled many times and he didn’t respond. Finally, I took Yinshu to look in front of him——I found that his eyes and nose were gone! There were only a few blood holes left on his face. , and the scum of meat dripping from my mouth all the time!"

At the end of her speech, her voice suddenly became shrill, and she even took two steps back uncontrollably. Her whole body was like faded paper, as if she might go away against the wind at any moment, but Yin Shu, who had been trembling all the time, ran over to hold her She, the two snuggled together, like a grasshopper tied to a rope, trembling.

But their indescribable expressions didn't affect Chong Cang at all, instead it made him look thoughtful: "Guests...wedding banquet..."

He raised his head, his eyes were deep: "Did you see clearly what pattern was embroidered on the cuffs of the newcomer in the wedding gown?"

Yinhan was taken aback when he heard the words, and blurted out: "I was afraid at the time and it was too late, so how could I remember—"

But before she could finish speaking, suddenly there was an ethereal voice in the mist:

"But such a pattern?"

As soon as these words sounded, the bodies of the two girls instantly stiffened like sculptures. Little by little, they turned their heads like rusty clockwork, and saw a man in a suit standing in the mottled miasma not far away. The figure in the bright red dress, and the moonlight, which was as light as a tulle, just rightly parted the clouds at this moment, casting a cold outline on the already glaring skin.

"!!!" "You... who are you!?"

It has to be said that in the empty and terrifying atmosphere right now, just after talking about a chilling experience, even before the lingering warmth of the words dropped, a young man in a wedding dress suddenly appeared in front of him. The scene was very weird.

Especially at the moment, the corners of Chu Yu's mouth still had a slight curve, and his crimson eyes were flickering in the dark mist, making ordinary people feel that there was a monster at first glance, let alone falling on the ground. Yin Hanyin, who was already frightened, was relieved. The former was fine, but the latter was so horrified that he could hardly make a sound.

But at this moment, Chong Cang seemed to be captured by this scene, and his eyes were wrongly looking at the half of Chu Yu's side face hidden behind his wide sleeves.

His posture at the moment is very loose, completely different from the usual unruly, violent and perverse appearance, and his whole body is like white porcelain that has been tempered with ice - a warm and coquettish elegance.

That kind of temperament is really indescribable, it seems cold, and it seems decadent, but it is undoubtedly able to seduce people's hearts in every move.Chong Cang was startled, he had a vague feeling that he had seen this look before, but soon Chu Yu's actions gave him the answer.

After he smiled, he put down his sleeves with his hands down, and in the process, he hooked the gold border of the cuffs with two fingers as if carelessly, and at this moment his head also slightly lowered to the side, that is, from Looking at it from this angle, the curvature from his chin to the bridge of his nose is actually the same as that of the young man who danced sword at the wedding banquet that day—no...or it should be said that the truth should be the other way around. It is the young man's words and deeds that are imitating Chu Yu's demeanor at a certain time.

And even though the young man had already done enough perfection, and even almost confused the real one, but in front of the deity, he could still only be reduced to a precious but lacking in refinement fake.

The moment he realized this, Chong Cang suddenly felt an extremely hot slurry flowing from his head to his feet. They were broken, torn, and boiled in the blood, and finally gradually intertwined into thousands of emotions, like It was like a torrent, galloping recklessly over his limbs and bones, awakening all the feelings that had been silent for thousands of years.

The author has something to say: I really want to drive, but I can’t control myself. I don’t know why it’s always painful to write this article. The character design is very controversial, so this time I wanted to write a well-regulated attack and shou, but found that I still couldn't restrain myself, and I was bald because I was so entangled. I think I should let myself go...