Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

Because of the shaking just now, the succubi were stumbling around, their hair and clothes were messed up, and there was a little dust on their bodies. Now everyone is tidying up their appearance.

Zhong Ying and Jin Shasha were as spotless as a mountain.

"Young Master." Jin Shasha transmitted the voice, explaining the scene in front of Zhong Ying, "The Master of Wanxiang Pavilion is very stubborn and cold. Afraid that I would forget these people, I have a habit: Use a stone slab to engrave all the names and identities of these people, carry them with you, and read them every morning and evening.”

Zhong Ying looked at the Master of Wanxiang Pavilion with subtle eyes.

This habit is really perverted...

"After his cultivation base is deep, he will rely on that stone slab to find his former enemies and benefactors."

"If he finds an enemy, he will torture them until life is worse than death. If the enemy has passed away long ago, he will slaughter the entire family of the enemy, and then dig the coffin and flog the corpse. If he finds the benefactor, he will leave something for them as a "token". The tokens are all things he touches casually, some are unknown flowers picked by the roadside, and some are pebbles picked up on the ground... He left his own breath in the tokens, saying that in the future, they will be useful to his place, and he will definitely Will try to help."

Jin Shasha clicked his tongue twice: "It seems that what the master of the evening hall just threw out is a token, so even if he smashes the Wanxiang Pavilion, the master of the Wanxiang Pavilion doesn't care."

"I just don't know what the "old thing" that the master of the evening palace is talking about is."

While Jin Shasha was chattering, the Wanxiang Pavilion Master frowned: "Just the old thing? If you just want to take that thing, you don't need to return the token to me. The old thing belongs to you."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand, and a light yellow flower floated in the palm of his hand, glowing slightly.

Jun Shuying shook his head slightly.

The Master of Wanxiang Pavilion didn't insist on it, and snuffed out the token, took out an object from the void, threw it out, and sighed: "I have kept this object for thousands of years, it should have been returned to its original owner."

It was a black box, as dark as an abyss, as if it could swallow all the light, except for a bright spar embedded in the center.

Lord Shuying caught the mysterious box, stroking the spar with cold jade fingers.

Zhong Ying's eyes couldn't help falling on that hand. Against the background of the mysterious light, the fingers were white, slender, and well-defined. These are a pair of extremely beautiful hands, vaguely familiar.

These hands are suitable for playing the piano...

When thinking this way, the curtain trembled slightly, and the black veil floated, and Zhong Ying noticed that Shuying Jun's eyes fell on him.

"Pavilion Master, besides the old things, I want one more thing."

The Wanxiang Pavilion Master thought he was going to regret it, so he squinted his eyes: "What?"

Shu Yingjun put away the mysterious box, and replied with three words in a very soft voice: "Zhuo Chenzhu."

what? !

Zhong Ying was slightly startled.

The master of Wanxiang Pavilion showed his face and laughed loudly: "It's a trivial matter."

On the auction stage, the Zhuochen beads that were being fought over by others were directly given to Lord Shuying by the owner of Wanxiang Pavilion. The owner of Wanxiang Pavilion even patted his chest and promised: "If you still need Zhuochen beads, Wanxiang All the Zhuchen beads found in the pavilion will be given to you."

"Thank you."

Zhong Ying poked Jin Shasha with his eyes, and Jin Shasha immediately shouted: "Wait!"

However, Longdie's voice directly overshadowed Jin Shasha: "Pavilion Master, I have already photographed the Zhuochen Bead, and if you donate it to others, does Wanxiang Pavilion still have a reputation?" His eyes turned around Zhong Ying, he licked the corners of his lips in satisfaction, and then landed on the Wanxiang Pavilion Master.

Demons don't care about reputation, but the master of Wanxiang Pavilion is a businessman first, and then he is a demon. If a businessman has no reputation and reputation, he will lose his business.

The master of Wanxiang Pavilion asked directly: "Miss Longdie, did you pay for the Lingshi?"

"I've already photographed it, and I will pay for the Lingshi. I have never relied on Wanxiang Pavilion once."

The master of Wanxiang Pavilion's gaze was as cold as freezing point: "Since there is no one, the Zhuochen Bead is still the old man's property, and I can give it to whoever I want!"

Long Die's complexion completely darkened, his teeth were slightly pointed, and bloody light appeared in his dark pupils: "I have learned the rules of Wanxiang Pavilion today."

Long Die is not afraid of the Wanxiang Pavilion Master, and the Wanxiang Pavilion Master is naturally not afraid of Long Die. After a sneer, he said nonchalantly: "The old man will not disturb your interest in the auction."

The bone bird landed on Jun Shuying's shoulder, and Jun Shuying said, "Farewell."

The master of Wanxiang Pavilion walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

When the mid-moon palace was activated, the surrounding clouds were dispelled, making the blood moon brighter.

Neither of them really paid attention to Long Die.

Long Die has never been so underestimated before, with a cold snort, a "long whip" cut through the dark, like an electric snake ambushing the prey, and shot out quickly, heading towards the man in white plum and red robe at the bow.

This is the territory of Wanxiang Pavilion, even if Longdie wants to vent her anger, she will not deal with the owner of Wanxiang Pavilion here, so the target she wants to intimidate is Lord Shuying.

The bone bird screamed and took off from Shuying Jun's shoulders, its white bone wings were faintly stained with blood under the moonlight.

The sharp claws grabbed the tail of the whip, and the bone birds swarmed up, tearing at the "long whip".

However, that "long whip" was indestructible. With a single sweep, the bone bird turned into powder and was blown away by the night wind like a star.

Shu Yingjun looked back at this moment.

The sound of the golden bell sounded like a soul-soothing ballad in the night, and the long whip, which was originally swift like the wind, froze for a moment.

The hand that was supposed to play the piano held the handle of the knife, and pulled it out from the dark red scabbard, revealing a few sharp edges of the dark knife.

The blade reflects the moon, and the light of the sword is like water.

The water waves are like waves, rushing towards the long whip, soaking everything.

The next moment, the "Long Whip" was cut into countless pieces by the light of the knife, and the red liquid overflowed from the "Long Whip", sprinkled all over Longdie's body.

Long Die's face turned pale in an instant, her charming face was stained with blood beads, as if she had been severely injured, she staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

Jin Shasha was so excited that he almost held a banquet when he saw his rival in such a miserable situation. He gloated: "Young Master, Longdie's long whip is actually her tail. Xuanlong Yimai always thinks that his tail is more powerful than a magic weapon." Bao is still tenacious, no, it was cut into several sections, which made her embarrassed!"

Although Zhong Ying found it interesting, he wanted to get the Zhuochen Pearl even more.

Zhuo Chenzhu was in Longdie's hand, even if Longdie's hand was chopped off, he would snatch it back.

However, if Lord Shuying needs Zhuochen beads, Zhong Ying will not be able to snatch them. After all, Lord Shuying saved his life twice in his previous life.

Robbing the benefactor without repaying his life-saving grace?

He still has a conscience.

Mr. Shuying was going to leave, but because of Longdie's actions, he stopped at the same place and looked at her quietly, his eyes were more bottomless than the abyss.

Long Die bit her lower lip, wiped her face, and raised her head in embarrassment. The maid serving her stood in front of her, ready to die for her master at any time.

Fighting is not allowed inside the Wanxiang Pavilion, but before the master of the Wanxiang Pavilion speaks, the people in the pavilion will naturally not do anything.

The rest of the guests whispered to each other, as if they were watching an interesting drama.

Jun Shuying: "Do you want Zhuochen beads?"

Longdie looked warily.

Zhong Ying thought for a while, and then quietly sent a voice transmission: "Buy the Zhuochen Bead with Shuying Jun, regardless of the price."

Jin Shasha had seen the tragedy of Longdie, and swallowed secretly.

"Don't worry, if you do things for me, I will protect you." Zhong Ying transmitted the voice again.

Jin Shasha was relieved now, bent the corners of her lips, and said with a smile: "She just wants to use this bead to exchange a male favorite with me, Lord Twilight, how about we make a deal? 1000 million high-grade spirit stones in exchange for Zhuochen beads , how are you?"

Anyway, Jin Shasha didn't feel bad at all if she didn't spend her own spirit stone.

But after these words, the surroundings fell into a strange silence, so quiet that it made people panic, as uncomfortable as a stone was pressed on the chest.

Shu Yingjun stood under the blood moon, his red robe fluttering, no one could guess that he was half-distracted.

After a while, Jun Shuying asked in a very soft voice: "Male pet?"

A chill ran down her spine, and Jin Shasha inexplicably felt a chill all over her body. This was her reaction only when she was in danger.

Strange, Jin Shasha thought depressedly, she was so careful to be taken advantage of, how could she still be hated?

"Okay." Jun Shuying responded lightly, pointing his finger at Zhong Ying, "I don't need Lingshi, but I want to change Zhuochen Bead, so I can use him to change it."

Zhong Ying: "???"

Jin Shasha: "What?"

"I have something urgent today. I will come to you in three days."

Lightly tap the bone bird with your fingers, and Mr. Shuying walks away in a huff.

The spirit boat broke through the clouds and chased the moon, gradually disappearing from sight.

Only the bone bird he had touched left the team and headed for Wanxiang Pavilion.

Zhong Ying stretched out his hand, slightly bent his index finger, and the sharp claws of the bone bird gently landed on Zhong Ying's finger.

Zhong Ying: "..."

See the hell!

He was just a man's favorite for a day, why was he still being robbed?

He felt a little regretful, if he knew earlier, he should have brought the general subordinates down to make trouble...

The Twilight Hall stopped above the Kaiming Palace.

The Dragon of Fortune guarding the Kaiming Palace dimmed a little, raised his eyelids, and after his pupils reflected the man in white plum and red robe, he retracted his eyes sleepily, and raised his eyelids.

Mr. Shuying walked along the familiar road, pushed the door open and entered.

The footsteps gradually slowed down, getting slower and slower, and stopped three steps away from the soft couch.

Taking off the curtain, revealing a head of cold white hair, Jun Buyi quietly looked at the sleeping person on the bed.After a long time, he lowered his eyes and said softly, "Father, I brought the things back."

"..."

No one responded.

In the palace, Jun Buyi could only sense the faint heartbeat, as quiet as death.

This silence was interrupted by shallow footsteps. Xiaohou came from outside the house with a stack of fabrics in her arms. After seeing Jun Buyi, she said softly, "Have you got the thing? Just give it to me."

Unexpectedly, Jun handed out the mysterious box.

Xiaohou took it, sat down on the side of the bed, put the fabric on the quilt, and rubbed the pattern of the black box with her fingertips: "I have nothing to do these few days, I am going to make a set of vestments for you and Xiaoba."

Jun Buyi pursed his lips, only to realize that the stack of cloth was actually a half-made cassock.

Sighing softly, Empress Xiao's eyes fell on Jun Buyi: "Don't worry, with this thing here, your father will only sleep for a while at most, if he doesn't save you, you will never wake up."

"It's my fault……"

Xiaohou shook his head: "He has spent too much time and effort on you, and he can't let you have an accident before you complete his obsession, so he will save you no matter what. Son, you don't have to feel guilty about it."

After a slight pause, she said again: "I won't blame you either. I don't have to quarrel with him, fight with him, torture each other... Finally, I can take a good look at him." Fingers touched lightly Emperor Chongming's eyebrows were lingering on the creases between his eyebrows, "Obviously the same eyebrows as before, no matter how you look at them, they look much older."

Unexpectedly, the eyelashes trembled.

Empress Xiao pulled him in front of her, held his slightly cold fingers, and at the same time held the icy hand of Emperor Chongming, and intertwined.

She frowned slightly, seeming to be sad or joyful, and complicated and unspeakable for thousands of years: "No matter why he did this, at least he is more like a father. It is only right for a father to protect his son."