Flashy Dream of Thunderbolt

The devil prince didn't find anyone to take care of her, nor did he arrange a guest room for her. It seemed that it only took one day from the first day of high spirits to being forgotten.Not cooperating with the dead country, not rectifying the Buddhist prison, and running around in a difficult situation all day, this makes Xian Lingxi wonder, what exactly is he going to do by himself?

Regardless of Prince Mo's thoughts, she started busy with her own affairs.

Open "Chaos Yiqi", a new line of words written in cinnabar appears in the book: "The world was first opened, and there are yin and yang in the world. The combination of yin and yang is the birth of all things." On the cover of the book, there is a concave groove, the string Lingxi placed the artifact she got from the god of death in it, and the text on the book was also transferred to the ring of the artifact.

The golden ring rotated counterclockwise on her palm, and the black spots inside the ring gradually filled the entire inside of the ring, just like a solar eclipse.

"Youying... come back..."

The indistinguishable voice seemed to be far away from her, but also seemed to be very close to her. She didn't know who he was, but felt that they were very familiar with each other.

"Who the hell are you? Did you send Jin Liushang? What exactly do you want to do?" Xian Lingxi restrained her inner excitement, the unknown made her have to be cautious.

"I look back at the end of eternity, you came to me from the beginning of all things, my ghost, you will come back to me in the end... Yin never leaves Yang, Yang never leaves Yin..."

The voice was sometimes sharp and sometimes low, making it impossible for her to identify his real body through the sound.She secretly released her consciousness to probe her surroundings for hundreds of miles, but found nothing unusual.This sound seemed to be produced out of thin air.

"You said my real name is Youying? Then who are you? Tell me your name."

"I can't tell you my name directly, you have to come and look for me, stay away from the darkness, I've always been here... sizzling..."

The ring seemed to be unable to bear the pressure of time and space, and made a noisy sound. Xian Lingxi poured spiritual energy into it to help it stabilize, but unexpectedly the whole cracked and shattered sharp metal flew towards her eyes. She reacted quickly and bound the barrier, But at this moment, the whole book was completely burned by Jiuyang True Fire.

Xian Lingxi ignored the danger of burnt hands and wanted to rescue them, but it was too late. She looked at the tabletop with no ashes left, and said in frustration: "Damn it."

At night, because of the boredom in her heart, Xian Lingxi threw a puppet in the house and ran out.If there was something that was hard to think about in the past, you can find a page to enlighten her, but now that the page is enchanted, seeing her only has the urge to kill her.As for Su Huanzhen, it's night now, it's not good for her to go to him alone.

After much deliberation, she still returned to the Fuhuameng Pavilion. Yanxiu Bingxuan was sleeping, and his knife was placed by her side. Xian Lingxi did not hide her breath, so the moment she entered the room, Yanxiu Bingxuan's knife was on the ground. on her neck.

"It's me." Xian Lingxi pushed the knife aside.

Yanxi Bingxuan found that it was Xian Lingxi and put away the knife. He put on the coat hanging on the screen, then blew on the torch and lit the candles. When he raised his head, he found that there were tears on Xian Lingxi's face.

"Crying? Heh, who can make you suffer so much, do you need me to teach that person a lesson for you?" Yan Xing Bingxuan reached out to wipe the corner of her eyes. There were calluses formed from years of practicing knives on his hand, which stabbed her. My face hurts a little.

Xian Lingxi said aggrievedly: "Myself."

"I'm so angry with myself, hahaha." Yanxiu Bingxuan laughed out of embarrassment.

Xian Lingxi glared and said, "You're still laughing!"

Yanxiu Bingxuan stopped laughing, he said seriously: "What's going on?"

Xian Lingxi briefly talked about her unlucky experiences in the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison: "I got clues about the mysterious person from the god of death, and when I was investigating, the clues were burnt to the point that there was not even a slag left."

She is not assigned by destiny and is above the rules, which is a setback she has never had.

"If there is nothing left, there will be nothing left. Is it important what happened in the past?" Yanxiu Bingxuan had also searched for his own life experience before, and the result?Even if he found them, he could not escape the fate of death. His mother and his sister had all left, and in the end, he was still alive alone.

Perhaps, looking at the aggrieved Xian Lingxi, he thought that he was not alone.

"I don't know. I wasn't interested in it at first, but now that it came to me, I didn't catch it... I just don't want it." She had never felt this way before, that half-covered past, which aroused her The desire to find out made her so frustrated.

Yanxiu Bingxuan stroked his hair, sat down on the table, poured a cup of tea and said, "Do you want me to comfort you? Where is Mr. Fei? He is more suitable for this."

"The very gentleman went to retreat with me last time to play in Jijing." Xian Lingxi pulled up a chair and sat down. She raised her head and slapped Yanxiong Bingxuan: "Whether you sit or not, and don't drink the tea when it's cold." .”

Yanxiu Bingxuan took a sip and said indifferently: "Hmph, what I mean, Su Zhenzhen?"

"It's late at night, it's not very good." Xian Lingxi poked the cup with her finger, and in the quiet night, the sound of the ceramic cup turning around was clear and crisp.

Yanxiu Bingxuan stretched out his hand to rub her head, pretending to be a lover and said in a dangerous tone: "Oh, it's okay for a man and a woman, and then you choose to come to me in the middle of the night, I can understand it as you Is this provoking me?"

Xian Lingxi's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she looked like a lost elf under the moonlight. She raised her fingers and spun around: "This is my territory, and your trick is useless to me."

"You're so boring, other women are very fond of my style." Yanxiu Bingxuan touched his face with some narcissism and said: "Few women can resist my charm."

"Ha, I can't stand you. Forget it, I'm in a much better mood." The moon had passed, she stood up, her skirt was pouring like moonlight, and she said: "I just left a puppet in Huo Zhai Buddha Prison, now It's time to go back."

"How long are you going to be there?"

"How long do you think this kind of demonic organization can run around on the stage? I'll come back when the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison's energy is almost up. To be honest, seeing the Demon Prince, I think the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison is not far from extinction." So Calculated, it is much better than spending 100 years in the dead country.

The amazement of the tower of kindness, the salvation of killing the island, the strangeness of the fire house and Buddhist prison.

She has seen one of the three legends.

"Youying..."

On the journey back, this unmasculine voice lingered in her ears again, like a ball of yarn that could not be untied, disturbing her.

She opened the crack in the space and went straight back to Huo Zhai Buddha Prison, but just as she landed, she heard a voice: "Youying, come back and find me..."

"Who the hell are you? Don't keep disturbing me, either come out or leave my life." Xian Lingxi slammed the teacup, and the broken porcelain scratched her finger.

Jialing, the guardian outside the door, heard a strange voice in the house and asked, "Miss Xian, what happened?"

"It's okay, there's nothing wrong with it." Xian Lingxi waved his hand, and the broken cup returned to its original shape and flew back to the table.

Everything will be back to normal, except for the blood sticking to the rim of the cup.

Within a few days, she heard the news of the death of the country of death. This seemed impossible. The god of death was in the country of death. What power could destroy the country of death?

The Demon Prince seemed to have finally found a point that could stimulate Xian Lingxi. Not long after the Kingdom of Death was destroyed, he came to visit her with red eyes.

"Saint, I'm here to bring you good news."

Xian Lingxi was a little indifferent: "What good news? The dead country is destroyed, so I don't have to keep my promise?"

"No, no, no, there has never been a promise you need to keep. It's too stupid to lock yourself up for one sentence. Talking about keeping the promise to others is actually afraid of the eyes of others. What if you don't keep it? ? With the person who made the promise? Is that person really important?"

Xian Lingxi doesn't want to argue, of course, she can't say no to Prince Mo: "You're right, then what?"

"I said, I'm here to bring you good news."

After speaking, the devil prince clapped his hands, and Jialing brought in a handsome young man with short hair.The man was stunned for a moment when he saw Xian Lingxi, and then a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He bowed to her gracefully, lowered his body, but couldn't take his eyes off her face.

Xian Lingxi felt that this man's cultivation level was not low, but she instinctively disliked him, because his reaction was similar to that of a monster on the road or a bandit in the forest.People, as long as they shed that layer of skin, most of them are like that.

Don't talk about others, she actually has the same thing.

The man pretended to be hypocritical: "My name is Huayan Qizhi, can the girl be beautiful and beautiful?"

"Tsk, you already know this, but you still put on such an attitude. Could it be that a man will put on such an appearance when he sees a beautiful woman?" The Demon Prince was not polite at all.

Huayan Qizhi has peachy eyes, handsome eyebrows and bright eyes. When he smiles, there are two small dimples on his face. He said mysteriously: "The person who brought me here asked me to come here to find you."

"Oh, and then?" This person is like Jin Liushang, the emissary of that mysterious person.

Huayan Qizhi looked at Prince Mo, and Prince Mo said with dignity: "If you want me to leave, that's fine, I'm very easy-going."

When Prince Mo and others left, Huayan Qizhi breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was full of expectations, Xian Lingxi could still see the guard on his face.He asked, "Miss Xian, are you from that world too?"

Xian Lingxi didn't answer directly, she asked instead: "Do you know Jin Liushang?"

Hearing the name, Huayan Qizhi tentatively asked, "Her? Oh, you've seen her before."

Xian Lingxi covered her face with her sleeves, showing a weeping expression: "Yes, I saw her at the market place, she suddenly lost her whereabouts, and I was very worried."

After all, he couldn't think too much about the beauty, so he comforted him in a soft voice: "Don't worry, she has gone home. I am here this time because that person asked me to bring you a message. He said that you should wait until the full moon. Meet him once."

"Well, do you know the master's name?"

"Master, that's what you call him? He's really an old rascal. It's a shame to call him that. He probably wants to take advantage of you because he sees your good looks. That man has never asked me to call him that. "

"Do you know his name? He is always so mysterious, and the mission is the same."

"The name, I don't know, I only know that he is the Sun God, the immediate boss of Emperor Qitian, and this bastard brought me here. He should be regarded as the pinnacle of force value in Thunderbolt, although it only exists in words " Huayan Qizhi murmured, but in fact, he thought it would be good to come here, at least the girls in this world are of much higher quality than his world, and the important thing is, he can marry a few more girls.