Palace Lord, he just wants to be beautiful

This battle is not only about the survival of Changhuan Palace, but about the future of the entire lower realm.

The rumored thousand-year-old falling sword, the world-destroying demon that emerged from the water, the unidentified Son of Destiny, and the thousands of races and countless arrogances living in this era... The Fengyun Center gathered in Changhuan Valley, and this era may never appear again In such a prosperous world, the great war has not yet begun, and hundreds of millions of people seem to have seen the future where blood flows into rivers.

After leaving Wuhuan Cave Mansion, Tang Huan first went to the next door to Wuhuan Cave Mansion, where Yue Xingyue was temporarily placed.

When Tang Huan came, Yue Xingyue was squatting by the pond and teasing a few half-grown carps in the water.

It was only a month since the two met last time, but when they saw Tang Huan again, Yue Xingyue felt in a daze that hundreds of years had passed.

In other words, Tang Huan's breathless sense of alienation made her feel as if she had been a lifetime away.

Outside the cave, Tang Huan looked at the luminous girl playing by the pool from a distance, and opened his lips and called out: "Xiao Changli."

Xiao Changli's figure appeared from the side.

Tang Huan said: "Merge her sea of ​​consciousness into the body, and then send it out of Changhuan Palace."

Seeing Tang Huan talking without looking at himself, Xiao Changli showed helplessness, took out the body that took a month to cast, and was about to pull Yue Xingyue's spiritual body fusion, but was suddenly interrupted by Tang Huan.

"Wait." Tang Huan took out a radiant snow clam from the mustard space, "Use this to wash her spiritual roots first."

Xueha is a treasure obtained on the ninth floor of the Xiuxin Building in Diancang Mountain. It has the effect of cutting hair, washing marrow, and rebuilding spiritual roots. Yue Xingyue once complained that double spiritual roots can never be compared with single spiritual roots. her qualifications.

Yue Xingyue has been well-informed since she was a child, so she recognized what a rare treasure this snow toad was at a glance, and she couldn't help opening her mouth when she heard this.

"This, this treasure can be reversible to change talent, how many families are willing to exchange their pockets, you... you really want to use it for me?!"

Tang Huan handed Xueha to Xiao Changli, and said calmly, "To me, it's just useless."

Yue Xingyue was too excited to speak.

What Tang Huan can't use, is the greatest opportunity in her life for her!

God knows how much she wants to be called a genius by the world, how many times she dreams back at midnight, and the fantasy turns into a single spiritual root like Yue Qi's string. head" is realized.

Yue Xingyue almost wept with joy, afterward, she couldn't help confirming with Tang Huan repeatedly during the fusion process of body and soul, but Tang Huan never spoke again, and turned and left only after she had completed the fusion.

Seeing Tang Huan's back drifting away, Yue Xingyue suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in her heart, and most of the joy of getting a chance disappeared.

She had a faint premonition in her heart that this might be the last encounter with Tang Huan.

Thinking of this, Yue Xingyue gritted her teeth, and suddenly yelled in the direction Tang Huan left, "Tang... no, Senior Sister Xiao! I promise I will only read your and Yan Fei's scripts from now on!"

Tang Huan's figure shook violently in the distance.

Xiao Changli couldn't help being stunned, he glanced at Tang Huan's back, covered his lips with the jade fan and let out a low laugh.

Afterwards, he sent Yue Xingyue away from Changhuan Palace after his soul and body were united. The members of Yue's family were just outside the valley, and with Xiao Changli's cultivation level, they could only go back and forth in an instant.

After sending Yue Xingyue away, Xiao Changli returned to Tang Huan, and followed behind after a short distance, walking leisurely as if he was strolling, while Tang Huan walked in front, also without any glare.

Xiao Changli said with a sigh of emotion: "Yue Xingyue got this snow toad, so it is not in vain that he suffered this innocent disaster."

Tang Huan said coldly: "I don't know who did the good thing."

Xiao Changli smiled slightly: "This subordinate knows that it is Master Yan from Fengxian Cave."

Tang Huanli didn't even want to talk to him.

The road was quiet for a while, and the smile on Xiao Changli's lips gradually subsided: "Is the Palace Master going to dismiss the disciples of Changhuan Palace?"

"It is no good for the weak to stay."

"I know the Palace Master doesn't want them to die in vain, but when the time comes, where else is safe in this lower realm?"

Tang Huan stopped suddenly.

A clear voice sounded behind him, and this time the distance was much closer: "But if the Palace Master wishes, I will find a way to let them live to the end."

"Well, you're right."

Since you will die sooner or later, what is the difference between living a day longer and living a day less.

At that time, the Changhuan Palace was extremely quiet, the people from the Eighteenth Cave Mansion went to the empty building, and the palace people stayed behind outside the Changhuan Palace, and there was no more hiding in the alleys.

The two stood in the middle of the road, the sun falling from the valley cast a long shadow on the ground, looking down, Xiao Changli's shadow was like a piece of insoluble ink, black and thick, completely overwhelmed him. cover it.

Tang Huan seemed to see his own shadow struggling, numb, and submerged in the pure black ocean.

He suddenly asked: "How many times have you killed these people?"

Xiao Changli groaned like a memory, and when he spoke again, his voice was as soft as a gust of wind, "It's been too long, I can't count it..."

Tang Huan couldn't help turning around and looking at him: "Is there any need to continue?"

"Of course it is necessary."

Xiao Changli smiled nonchalantly, and said it lightly, but those eyes that were as bright as pearls and jade flashed a sharp light like a falcon, and he did not hide his evil thoughts at all: "What if I killed all over the Three Realms just to see you? "

If Xiao Changli had said "for you", Tang Huan would have risked his life to persuade him to let go, but the sentence "for seeing you" made him unable to utter a single word.

It sounds like there is not much difference, but in fact it is far-reaching. Xiao Changli took care of all the cause and effect, as if everything he did was for his own selfish desires, not for Tang Huan's life and death.

...flirtatious words, avoid the serious and take the light.

Tang Huan suddenly remembered that someone had asked a similar question in Changhuan Valley a month ago.

The man once asked: Since the sword spirit can choose the master, why is there any need to seek it? Isn't it against the way of heaven?

At that time, Xiao Changli said, whoever it recognizes as the master, just kill it, if it recognizes one and kills the other, so what if it can ascend to Taoism and kill all over the three worlds?

Today's Tang Huan finally understood the meaning of these words, and because he understood, his chest throbbed so badly.

The sword spirit never needs to ascend to the Dao.

The reason why Xiao Changli killed all over the Three Realms was to save him.

To restart the lower realm, you only need to kill the Son of Destiny, but the Son of Destiny cannot be killed. If Yu Chuyang dies, there will be another Li Chuyang, Zhou Chuyang, and Zhao Chuyang in the world... As long as there are living beings in the lower realm, Heaven will be able to choose a new Son of Destiny.

Therefore, if you want to restart the era, you can only destroy the lower realm before the Son of Destiny ascends.

Tang Huan was about to say something, but as soon as his lips moved, the folding fan was pressed between his lips, and Xiao Changli whispered to him as if coaxing a child: "I promise this will be the last time."

It wasn't the first time Xiao Changli said similar words, but no matter how many times he had experienced life and death, Tang Huan always kept a bit of innocence in his bones.

He looked at Xiao Changli suspiciously, but blurted out: "Really?"

"Really." Xiao Changli's eyes were sincere: "The evidence is that the Palace Master survived that night, and the Palace Master doesn't need to do anything after that, just leave it to me."

Tang Huan thought to himself, he hadn't done anything in the first place.

He was not born into the world, died at an untimely time, several tides have lived in the world for a hundred years, Xiao Changli has never let him experience a troubled world.

This was the first time he experienced troubled times, and Xiao Changli said it was the last time.

Tang Huan murmured in response, he was annoyed at Xiao Changli's self-assertion, and secretly hated himself at the beginning, so when Xiao Changli's arms came to hug him this time, he didn't hide.

The moment he was pulled into his arms, he clearly felt Xiao Changli's body tense for a moment, and he muttered "serve it right" in a low voice.

Xiao Changli closed his eyes and smiled sullenly, holding his arms even tighter, carefully feeling the body temperature and breath of the person in his arms, so as to offset the pain the spirit body was suffering.

As a creature born between heaven and earth, once it goes against the sky, it will inevitably be condemned and punished by the sky.

After seeing the purpose of the evil spirit, the Dao of Heaven added another rule between heaven and earth: as long as he touches Tang Huan's body, he will be punished by lightning piercing his body and burning all inside.

Evil spirits are an indispensable existence in this era, and the Dao of Heaven cannot directly wipe them out. It can only use this kind of divine punishment, which is enough to frighten a true immortal, to dispel his thoughts of defying the sky.

Tiandao has a good plan.

In its prediction, the evil spirits who have suffered the punishment of heaven will inevitably fear the pain of torture, and then gradually begin to fear contact with Tang Huan, and eventually evolve into fear of Tang Huan, assisting the son of destiny to ascend to the upper realm and restore the order of the lower realm .

However, he forgot that the spirit of evil, a spiritual body incarnated by pure evil thoughts, tried to make him have other emotions as difficult as heaven.

Disputes arose everywhere in the lower world, some people stopped in the clouds, some wandered in the deep valleys, and some people hugged without seeing anything. The Changhuan Palace without the eighteen cave mansions was actually more "affectionate" than the eighteen male favorites. .

A faint banter came from a distance, breaking the silent undercurrent in the air.

"I don't seem to be here at the right time."

"...!"

Tang Huan froze, and suddenly opened his eyes to look at the source of the sound.

Under the peach blossom tree, a man in a long blue and red dress leaned halfway on the tree trunk with his arms around his shoulders, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were sneering, and he had been watching for an unknown amount of time.

The four eyes met, Yan Fei looked at Tang Huan without squinting, the light in his eyes disappeared in the twilight, and he returned to three years ago like this endless cycle of the lower realm.

The red lips parted slightly, and he asked again: "Tang Huan, did I come at the wrong time?"