sun and moon return

Zheli went all the way to Qinyue Valley, the valley was deserted, it seemed that He and Meng had already moved away.

Next to the hall is the study, Zheli opened the door and went in, and sure enough, he saw the painting on the wall of the study.

He made a trick, and then removed the dust on the painting, and the true face of the painting came into view.

In the painting, the waterfall hangs, the mountains rise among the clouds, and the sun shines down, coating the whole painting with a piece of gold. The most peculiar thing is that beside the mountains and rivers, there are many high-rise buildings. Those strange buildings are gorgeous and solemn, which can be seen faintly outside "Pedestrians" come and go, those people are very tall, and their lives are weirder than ordinary people.

Sure enough, this painting and the maple leaf forest should come from the same place, and the painting is also in the same place, but the scene is different.

Zheli looked to the lower left corner again.

The butterflies in the lower left corner of the picture are not so much red as they are viscous blood.The painter drew the butterfly very carefully. Looking closely, the two pairs of legs are clearly visible, except...there are no tentacles...

no tentacles...

Zheli recalled that the butterfly he had dreamed of in the belly of the Ji demon also had no tentacles.

He had seen such an unforgettable shape and color a total of three times.

The first time it landed on Feidao's fingertips in the drinking song building; the second time on the bridge of the realm of the void, Feidao appeared behind him in a desperate fight; the third time was in the belly of Ji Yao. Seen in a dream.

This is really hard not to think too much, could this butterfly show up because of the wrong way?

So what is it?

Putting aside the painting for the time being, Zheli looked through the ancient books on the bookshelf, as expected, those books also came from Jiuxiao.

Wanxiang must have some inevitable connection with Jiuxiao.

"Wanxiang!" Zheli came out of the study and shouted at the small building.

No one answered.

Has she already left?

Zheli landed on the second floor, pushed open the door, there was no one in the empty room, he fell under the tree where Wanxiang buried the wine, dug it open, and sure enough there was not a single pot left.

It seems people have left.

Zheli returned to the study room, he looked carefully at the ancient books in the study room, but found that only a small part came from Jiuxiao, and most of them were scripts, which were useless.

Zheli sighed, put the scroll in his bag, and left Qinyue Valley.

Birds chirped in the forest, Zheli looked up and went straight to Keruyun.

After he went back, he saw that Xi'er was still in the inn. Seeing him, Xi'er said in surprise, "Ah Li, after you left, He Zhe really came back."

Zheli frowned: "What about others?"

Xi'er looked at Zheli with an apologetic face: "He...he said he still has something to do, so I don't have the nerve to ask him for help..."

Zheli glanced at the big tree outside the door, then turned to Xi'er and said, "Xi'er, it's not too late, you pack up quickly, I'll take you to Qian's mansion, you follow the people to find Mr. Qian. "

Xi'er looked at Zheli, and was speechless. After a while, her eyes were red, and she went to the backyard to pack her things.

Zheli looked at the big tree at the door, and saw the bird standing on the branch and looking at him with its head tilted. He hugged his chest and sneered: "I'm not tired after following all the way."

The dusty sparrow hopped on the branch, landed on the ground after a while, and appeared in front of Zheli, and it was Lu Hezhe: "When did you find me?"

When following Zheli to the inn, when he entered the inn in the form of Lu Hezhe after Zheli left, he had already noticed from Xi'er's reaction and words that Zheli knew about it, so he didn't intend to hide it anymore.

Zheli glanced at the backyard, and squinted back at him: "At the beginning, I was just suspicious. You hid very deeply. The fire didn't force you out."

"As expected, you set the fire." Lu Hezhe glared at him angrily.

Zheli sneered softly: "Why are you following me?"

Seeing Lu Hezhe's rolling eyes, Zheli guessed that he would not tell the truth, afraid that he was looking for a reason to fool himself, he stretched out his hand in an instant, and Lu Hezhe reacted very quickly, intending to block his hand and retreat, but was predicted Sentenced, he was held in place by Zheli.

"Don't play tricks, with my current cultivation, you are not my opponent." Zheli pressed his hand with some strength, and whispered, "Who told you to follow me?"

"Then I can't tell you." He smiled slyly, raised his head and shouted enthusiastically into the inn, "Xi'er, have you packed your things?"

Zheli looked up, and Xi'er was coming out of the lobby carrying a bundle.

Lu Hezhe shrugged his shoulders, took off Zheli's hand, glanced at him, and ran to Xi'er in a few steps to take the burden from her hand: "Come on, I'll help you."

Xi'er looked at him in surprise: "Didn't you leave? Why are you back?"

"I'm worried about you."

Zheli watched Lu Hezhe play coldly, and Xi'er followed him suspiciously to the door.

"It's just right, let He Zhe take you to find Mr. Qian." Zhe Li said to Xi'er gently, and then cast a bad look at He Zhe.

He probably didn't expect that Zheli would take the opportunity to dump him, and he was a little unhappy, but now that Zheli is strong, he didn't dare to confront him head-on, so he agreed with a grunt.

The two went to Qian's mansion leisurely.

Watching the two of them leave, Zhe Li planned to return here, but Xi'er suddenly turned around and asked uneasily, "Ah Li, will we meet again in the future?"

Zheli smiled at her: "Yes, you must protect yourself."

Xi'er also smiled, but her smile was just a self-comforting arc, which couldn't hide her worry.

She turned around and followed Lu Hezhe. For some reason, she always felt that Ah Li was very different from before. She always felt that this meeting might be the last time.

In the battle between Wang Jiang and Fang Zhiyuan, he was very strong, and he should have won for sure, but since he had a bad feeling in his heart, things went wrong.

The spells used by Fang Zhiyuan were so wicked that even Wang Jiang, who had experienced many battles, felt puzzled.

He fought Fang Zhiyuan for a while, and was worried about Zheli's side, so he didn't plan to get entangled with him, and wanted to find a way to get out quickly.

But Fang Zhiyuan didn't seem to intend to let him go easily.

After the fight, Wang Jiang also discovered Fang Zhiyuan's murderous intentions, so he fought against Fang Zhiyuan, exhausted all his strength, and ended up losing both sides.

He found an opportunity to escape, and dared not slack off all the way. He used several blindfolds and flew wildly all the way. Only when he met his own people in the Qingwu land did he feel a little bit more relaxed.

But Zheli didn't know what was going on, he was worried, but he was also seriously injured, so he had to rush to Qingwu under the escort of the guarding disciples.

At that time, Baishan was sorting out the damage to the Qingwu border, so he heard his disciple report that Wangjiang was seriously injured and was at the mountain gate.

Baishan rushed to pick him up, Wangjiang was seriously injured, if it wasn't for his disciples escorting him all the way, it would be difficult for him to make it back to Qingwu.

"Wangjiang! What's going on?" Baishan gave him some spiritual power, and he saw his lips wriggling, gasping and said: "Brother, send a message to the head that something happened to Zheli."

Handan is located in the north, with many high mountains, steep peaks and ridges, straight into the sky.Where the clouds and mist hover on the mountainside, you can see the buildings, and it is difficult to hide the majestic momentum.

Feidao stood at the gate of the mountain, and his disciples passed it on, but after a while, Hantang came out to meet him in person.

"No way." Han Tang cupped his hands in salute, "Why do you remember me, Han Dan?"

He replied nonchalantly: "Master Hantang, I haven't thanked the master for casting the sword for Zheli."

Han Tang waved his hand: "I've been rewarded with that Wannian Tie Ke extraordinary product. What kind of kindness is it? Come, please come inside."

Hantang greeted Feidao and went in. When the two arrived at the inner hall, when there were no outsiders, Feidao said: "There are many trolls in Jinhe, Handan, and Qingwu. I just came back from Jinhe, so I stopped by to have a look. "

Hantang was worried, and sighed: "You have a heart. How is Jinhe now?"

"It's all under control, but it's inevitable that there will be some damage."

Hantang nodded with a sullen face: "Not to mention the disciples, even the common people in the Handan territory are also littered with corpses. How many disciples of the Xianjia sect are not raised by the parents of ordinary people? Now the disciples in the sect are already Most of them have returned home."

"I thought that after Luo Cheng's death, this matter would be over."

Hantang's eyes slid across Feidao's face: "It seems that this is what you did here."

"It's strange that Luo Cheng died, and our three sects will be affected by it later, isn't the head of Han Tang feeling suspicious?"

"I'm naturally puzzled, but Handan is located in a remote place, so it's hard to compare with your five factions, and the information I got is half-guessed. I took a trip into the muddy water about Luocheng, and I just listened to each of you sing a sentence It was lively, I was confused when I heard it, but finally the truth came out, it was like that again." When thinking about Luo Cheng, Hantang felt that there was nowhere to vent his anger.

Feidao heard Hantang's complaints, although he didn't notice it on the surface, he thought it was funny in his heart: "Senior, but as you said, this matter started strangely and ended sloppily. Why don't I tell you all I know."

"That's very good." Hantang supported his thighs, facing Feidao, and pretended to be listening attentively.

"After the six factions asked about it, Zheli went down the mountain to practice. When we reached the border between the two factions, we found many beasts escaped from the deep mountains in the south. It happened that other disciples of my sect who went out to practice also sent messages about this. I went down the mountain to investigate. "

"When Zheli and I got there, we found that there was indeed someone feeding the troll with raw blood. When we fought against him, the spells practiced by that person were both good and evil. We couldn't tell the difference. After we killed the troll, we saw that the place where mortals were kept in captivity The land has been burned up, and soon after we returned to Qingwu, Shao Pengxuan came to join me, hoping that I could save his life."

Fei Dao paused: "Shortly after he came, Luo Cheng followed him to Qingwu, saying that Shao Pengxuan had killed Fang Zhiyuan and came to punish this unscrupulous person, and then Yun Bai and the three of you also came to Qingwu."

"When you go to search the mountains, Shao Pengxuan will be poisoned and died."

"Hiss..." Han Tang took a deep breath, "Did he die then?"

Feidao nodded: "Shao Pengxuan has a strong desire to survive. I suspect that he was poisoned in advance, and that person must have known about his death."

Hantang thought carefully, it was the truth.

"In order to investigate this matter, I pretended that Shao Pengxuan had left clues before his death, and sent gifts as bait to lure that person forward, leading to Luocheng." Feidao stopped.