Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

Zhong Ying easily got his "identity" out of Mr. Shuying's mouth. He thought it would be easy to ask his uncle about Jun's unexpected news.

However, his words were not echoed.

There is silence everywhere, only the sea breeze whistling.

Zhong Ying, who was left hanging aside, twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling a little embarrassed.

After Shu Yingjun finished eating a small piece of snake fruit cake, he did not touch the other cakes on the table, but wiped the cake crumbs from his fingertips with a snow-white silk handkerchief.

Such an ordinary movement is like flowers blooming and falling, clouds rolling and clouds relaxing, which is pleasing to the eye.

After wiping his fingertips until they were spotless, Mr. Shuying got up and stepped into the palace. His back was deserted, and he felt a sense of loneliness that rejected people thousands of miles away.

Zhong Ying rubbed his face, deeply feeling that he should work harder.However, it has always been only others who please him, and now Zhong Ying, who needs to please others, doesn't know how to do it.

He can't wash his hands and make soup like he did to Jun Buyi, or directly put someone on the bed and kiss him. If it doesn't work, he will suffer a bit and take off his clothes and let him sleep...

Forget it, there are still nine days anyway, so I can always ask something.

Ever since he decided to get close, Zhong Ying would say hello to Mr. Shuying, rack his brains to say a few words, or prepare some pastries.

And he began to pay attention to the Twilight Palace.

The Twilight Hall is comparable to a real palace, the interior layout is extremely exquisite and luxurious, and it is elegant everywhere. It can be seen that the people who built the Twilight Hall put a lot of thought into it.

However, from Zhong Ying's point of view, except for Shuying Jun's bedroom, which was furnished with bedding, the three-story palace was empty and lifeless.He turned from room to room, and there was no trace of living in it at all.

Zhong Ying closed the door, tilted his head and asked, "Mr. Shuying, do you usually live here?"

Mr. Shuying lazily leaned against the oval-shaped carved window lattice, with his fingers resting on the handle of the Tang knife, and the golden bell jingled in the wind. He seemed to be resting with his eyes down. Issue: "Hmm."

It is extremely light and low, not as hoarse and low as usual, and even has a touch of softness.

"Back to Ming Dynasty?"

"Yes and no."

That is to say, sometimes you come back, sometimes you don't.

Zhong Ying remembered that Jun Jiusi had said that he and Jun Buyi had been assassinated when they were young, and since then the six princes and princesses above had all moved out of the imperial capital, and could not go back to the Kaiming Palace privately unless summoned.

So, Jun Shaoshu should return to his fief, right?

However, since he can become the Lord of the Twilight Palace, he should be valued by the Chongming Emperor, instead of being thrown in the Yuxin Academy like Jun Jing'an and ignored.

"Can I move these rooms?" Zhong Ying asked the key point.

"casual……"

The spirit boat sailed in the sea of ​​blood for a long time, Zhong Ying noticed something, a sharp flash of light flashed in Taohua's eyes, Shuying Jun raised the Tang knife and walked towards the bow of the boat.

The hot sun hung high in the sky, but gray mist rose from the sea, blocking the light.

Countless sharp claws protruded from the scarlet blood, those sharp claws were ten feet long, thick as a wooden basin, climbing on the ship's side, covered with dark blue scales, and the surface glowed with iron-colored brilliance.

The claws were so powerful that they trapped the spirit boat, making it difficult to move an inch, and kept making creaking sounds.

Mr. Shuying came slowly, and the Twilight Hall seemed to be reinjected into the soul, suddenly glowing with vitality, and moved forward with a destructive momentum.

The scales were broken, the flesh was bloody, the arm was pulled in two from the joints, the broken claws hung bloody on the railing, and were thrown into the bottom of the sea by the spirit ship.

The blood flowed down, irrigated the Kyushu mountain and river map on the hull, and was sucked clean by the bone bird hiding in the relief, and the surface was extremely clean.

The monster on the bottom of the sea howled in pain, and the roar turned into incomparable anger.Countless humanoid monsters jumped up from the sea, trying to destroy the entire Twilight Temple, but they hit the spiritual wall and could only bite continuously.

Shu Yingjun kicked down the monster closest to him, stepped lightly with his toes, like a dragonfly touching water, swung a circle of knife light, and deftly and forcefully picked the monsters off the spiritual wall one by one.

The weaker monsters were directly broken at the waist, and the stronger monsters were torn apart.

Huge waves with a height of tens of feet gathered on the surface of the sea, enough to submerge the Twilight Palace. The sound of the waves in the wind pierced the eardrums continuously, mixed with strange and sweet singing, which was confusing and pleasant to the ear.

Jun Shuying appeared and disappeared in the blood-colored waves, stepped on the back of the monster's head, and threw the Anxiang knife towards the direction of the singing.

The blade broke through the huge waves, blazed a waterway, and pierced through the shadow protected by the monster.

The black shadow fell into the sea and dived into the bottom of the sea, Shuying Jun chased after it, and also sank into the water.

Zhong Ying was lying on the window frame, and just had a quick glance, and saw the black figure's face clearly.

It was an extremely beautiful woman with curly and long hair like seaweed, wearing a crocodile light as a cicada's wing, and blue scales painted at the end of her narrow eyes, humming an ancient song softly and peacefully.

The monster of the sea of ​​blood, cannibalism.

——This is the sea monster born in the sea of ​​blood!

Tang Dao broke through all the barriers and pierced straight through the siren's throat, but the sea demon did not die, instead took the opportunity to escape.

Perhaps it was the reason why the sea monster was injured. The monster knocked on the spiritual wall crazily, and the sound of thump, thump, thump, thump, roared twice from time to time.

Really annoying……

Zhong Ying squinted his eyes, and the gold in his eyes flowed like lava.

At this moment, the monster that crawled out of the bottom of the sea was ignited by sparks, forming a big fireball, which burned to ashes in a short while, and rolled into the mist as soon as the sea breeze blew.

Not long after, one hand climbed onto the railing, the knuckles of the fingers were distinct, and the back of the hand was white with blue veins and a few drops of blood stained.

Seeing this, Zhong Ying hurriedly said, "I'll pull you up."

Halfway through the stretch, a red shadow fell to the ground.

Jun Shuying's robe and long hair were soaked in water, and the water beads meandered down, forming a small puddle on the wooden board.The long hair was stuck to the back wetly, and part of the black leaf juice at the end of the hair was washed away, revealing a hair color as cold as snow.

He walked towards the palace, leaving a series of watermarks along the way.

Zhong Ying twitched the corner of his mouth, silently withdrew his hand, thought for a while, and performed a cleansing technique to deal with the dirt on the ground, and then sent the robe behind the screen.

Zhong Ying had done peeping in the shower once, and now he would never make the same mistake again, so he picked up the few wet robes and rolled them up into a pile.

When the door was closed, Zhong Ying asked, "How is that sea monster?"

He remembered that the siren seemed very beautiful...

Jun Shuying's hoarse voice came: "Chop off the head, and the body will die."

Zhong Ying raised his eyebrows, almost giving a thumbs up: "Simply neat!"

After the Twilight Palace left the sea of ​​blood, Lord Shuying went to several places and killed several people or monsters.

In addition to the established goals, even if he encounters provocations from the unsightly demons along the way, Lord Shuying will not do anything, or even show up at all, just order the bone bird to go out to frighten him.

Like the rumors, his hands were stained with the blood of Dao Demon.But it's not as cruel as the rumors, it's more indifferent and spotless.

Lord Shuying can't solve the target neatly every time. In fact, most of the people he kills are powerful, and they have many weird cards, which are hard to guard against.

Therefore, even if Mr. Shuying is strong enough to rule the Kyushu Demon Realm, he will occasionally be injured under the crazy counterattack of the dying, with a few more cuts on his body.

At this time, Mr. Shuying will lock himself in the bedroom, meditate and rest, and heal the wound.

If these few scratches were on his body, Zhong Ying would not care, and waited for the tyrannical demon body to recover naturally, but when it fell on Mr. Shuying, Zhong Ying would not like it anyway.

It was dusk, and a crescent moon hung in the sky. The fog was heavy at night, and the clouds covered most of the brilliance of the crescent moon.

The spirit boat sailed over a frost-covered mountain range. At night, the cold wind carried fine pieces of ice and snow, puffed up the wide sleeves, and scraped the bone-piercing cold on the skin.

Zhong Ying was not afraid of the cold, and after the wind blew for a long time, the fine snow crystals melted into water beads on the black hair, dripping coldly on the tip of his nose, Zhong Ying decided to go see Mr. Shuying.

He lay down on the window sill, placed a row of jade bottles of pills on the table next to the table where the golden sandalwood stove was placed.

The fragrance of pure heart drifted over the tip of the nose, and through the curl of clear smoke, Zhong Ying looked towards the bed.The lotus tent was half-draped, covering most of Lord Shuying's figure, and he could only see his slender back from the dim light of the lights.

"It doesn't hurt at all." A hoarse voice came into his ears.

Zhong Ying was a little surprised, and said, "I know, but taking the elixir will heal faster." Although, Zhong Ying knew that Lord Shuying did not lack panacea.

The jade bottle floated up and fell into a porcelain white hand, Shu Yingjun slightly bent her fingertips: "Thank you."

"Jun Shaoshu." Zhong Ying couldn't help asking, "Why did you kill those people?"

Mr. Shuying only replied briefly with two words: "Mission."

It's not cruel by nature, it's not a deep hatred, it's not killing people to seize treasures, and it's not like Zhong Ying's willful behavior, just for the mission.

"A task assigned by Emperor Chongming?"

"Ah."

Zhong Ying narrowed his eyes.In this way, the existence of the Twilight Palace Master was indeed created by Emperor Chongming to eradicate dissidents.

However, Lord Shuying killed people from the Demon Realm during this period of time, so far away from the Chongming Kingdom, these people should not hinder anything, right?

These monsters have something that Emperor Chongming wants?Or is there an interest entanglement that he doesn't know about?Or did these monsters cause trouble in Chongming?

Zhong Ying asked this question subconsciously.

In the past few days, Zhong Ying probably understood one thing, Shuying Jun will not be angry because of his offensive words.He can ask whatever he wants to ask, Shuying Jun will know everything he wants to answer, and he will talk endlessly, and if he doesn't want to answer, Zhong Ying can't ask anything.

"..."

After waiting for a while, there was no response, Zhong Ying stepped up, and when he was about to go in and sit for a while, Jun Shuying's voice sounded gently: "The Taolin monster is a demon cultivator, born in Kyushu, but he cultivates not Dao, but demons." It confuses mortals in a radius of hundreds of miles with illusions, and becomes a holy place for mortals to believe in. The mortals of a small country in the world have completely become its nourishment. Many monks went to kill demons, and they all became bones under the roots of peach trees. A powerful sect, the Taolin monster narrowly escaped death and escaped into the demon realm."

"The demon cultivators in Baiya City were once decent children of famous families. After the emperor found out that they were the remnants of the old enemy, he issued an order to hunt them down."

"The sea monster comes from the Lifangshui mirror tracing the moon..."

Following the narrations one by one in a voice as light as clouds, Zhong Ying couldn't help but frown, feeling a little stuffy in his chest for no reason.

Mr. Shuying concluded: "The reason is very simple: temper and kill the enemy."

Use fierce things to hone your strength and hunt down cunning and powerful enemies.

Zhong Ying bit his lower lip: "Have you been doing this all these years?"

"..."

He changed the way of asking: "When did you become the Lord of the Twilight Palace?"

This time, Shuying Jun replied: "Ten years old."

Zhong Ying: "..."

ten years old?

At that time, Mr. Shuying was probably only half a head taller than Anxiang Dao?

very immature...