After the villain's cultivation base is lost
Chapter 15
Yokohama fell silent.
Feng Yu didn't even study Fu Ling anymore, and stretched his paws into his sleeves excitedly, as if he planned to crack pine nuts and watch the fun.
Tianyan is on top.
Wasn't Sheng Jiao begging for him yesterday and not hating him because of love? Why did this guy and Sheng Jiao reunite and get along for half a day, and fell in love with each other for a long time?
Fall in love in half a day?
Feng Yu found this fun very exciting.
The first time Heng Yudu used "for the bright moon" did not ask what he wanted, he was silent, probably stunned by this sentence.
It took him a long time before he spoke softly: "There is no need to publicize such private matters—I am asking about your Xiangwen."
Xi Jianglan raised his hand expressionlessly and gestured.
"Stop asking, I can't answer anything right now."
Heng Yudu turned his head to glance at Sheng Jiao who was trapped in the cage, and seemed to understand something.
Sheng Jiao's cultivation was unfathomable, everyone said that he was still in the Void Realm, but Heng Yudu had a faint feeling that his cultivation seemed to have reached a barrier.
... I am afraid that it is only a line away from the Mahayana period.
Seeing that Heng Yudu put away the jade slips, Xi Jianglan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It's too embarrassing.
Xi Jianglan wished he could have a good meal.
But this is not the time to be ashamed, Xi Jianglan turned around and asked Feng Yu: "Where is Xi Qingfeng's facial pattern?"
"Take it." Feng Yu watched a good show, was overjoyed, and directly took out the painting and threw it to him without caring about the hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, "I have no impression of Xi Qingfeng, really I can't tell what is the name of this phase pattern."
Xi Jianglan spread out the painting quickly.
Xiangwen was stripped from a living person, and it was extremely sinister, looking at the "tree root" that seemed to be wriggling and breathing, Xi Jianglan shivered without a trace.
He raised his hand and wanted to touch Xiangwen, but Feng Yu stopped him: "Don't move around, the ghost knows how this Xiangwen was preserved. You have no spiritual power now, be careful not to lose your life."
Xi Jianglan regretted his life very much, but the Xiangwen painting was in his hand. He was hesitant to know the ins and outs of the Xiangwen painting eagerly.
Suddenly, it seemed like a thunderbolt fell.
"boom--"
Xi Jianglan froze all over, and was so stunned that it was rare.
Seeing that his pupils were dizzy for a moment, Feng Yu reacted very quickly and smacked his brows hard.
"Set the soul!"
The spiritual power was gloomy and cold, and Jiang Xi Jianglan's hair on his forehead was covered with a layer of hoarfrost.
For just a moment, Xi Jianglan seemed to have walked through a desolate dream, and after waking up, his face was full of confusion: "I, my heart...?"
"What's wrong?"
"Don't be cowardly, it's not thunder." Seeing that he was still in a daze, Feng Yu cast another soul-fixing spell on him and raised his hand.
Xi Jianglan followed the trend.
Heng Yudu's glazed cage...
To be chopped into pieces by a sword?
The glazed jade slips of "Exchanging the Bright Moon" were supposed to be the hardest thing in the world, but at this moment, they seemed to be real colored glazes, which were shattered one by one under the shock of the towering sword intent.
It's like the crisp sound of dozens of pieces of porcelain being opened in a porcelain kiln.
Heng Yudu raised his eyebrows slightly, but he had expected that the "birdcage" would not be able to trap Sheng Jiao, so he raised his hand to hook Xi Jianglan.
Xi Jianglan was caught off guard and staggered and fell towards the steps. He almost bowed down to Heng Yudu, and hurriedly put his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair to barely stand still.
Heng Yudu held his wrist, and the snow-like fingertips excitedly lifted the translucent tie silk hanging between the little fingers.
The bird of "Exchanging the Bright Moon" screamed and slammed into the red rope, and the crystal glass was reflected by the sunlight and shone on Xi Jianglan's face.
Just now when Feng Yu slashed Xi Jianglan with a knife, he didn't respond, but he was just lightly bumped by the Liuli bird, but Xi Jianglan's heart was shaken violently, and he almost lost his footing and fell down.
Heng Yudu: "Ah..."
He seemed to understand something.
Sheng Jiao had already split open the cage, put away the Dongrong sword, and walked step by step with a gloomy expression.
Heng Yudu suddenly said: "Don't move."
Xi Jianglan didn't know why.
In the next moment, the jade slips around Heng Yudu suddenly turned into a cold glazed sword, which hit Xi Jianglan's slender neck with a "Zheng".
Heng Yudu said to Sheng Jiao: "Don't come here, or I'll kill him."
Xi Jianglan: "..."
Heng Yudu's temperament is too gentle, even if he is doing threatening activities, his every move is still like a canglia swaying in the rain, graceful and unobtrusive.
Feng Yu started eating pine nuts again, and gave some to Shang Yuan.
Sheng Jiao was unmoved and didn't stop walking.
However, Heng Yudu pressed down the glass sword, and a bloodstain slowly overflowed from Xi Jianglan's neck. The bright red and snow white contrasted, making it extremely dazzling.
The fragile colored glaze is ground into a sharp blade, which can still kill people.
Sheng Jiao paused.
Heng Yudu said: "I will really kill him—do you dare to bet?"
Sheng Jiao: "..."
Xi Jianglan inhaled lightly from the pain, raised his hand weakly, and gestured with a disheveled face: "Brother, I dare not gamble."
No one ignored him.
Heng Yudu said softly: "Xie Zhizong's arrest of Xi was nothing more than looking for clues to the disaster of the Xi family six years ago, but now there is Xi Qingfeng's picture pattern..."
As he said, he took the painting from Xi Jianglan's hand and threw it at Sheng Jiao.
Sheng Jiao frowned and took it.
"Here you are." Heng Yudu said, "According to your Xiezhi Sect's methods, I'm afraid you will soon know who sold the paintings and find out the real culprit back then."
"..." Xi Jianglan realized that the painting in his hand was gone, and glared at Yudu angrily, "I..."
He gestured: "That's my painting!"
Xi Jiang, more than anyone present, wanted to know who the culprit was who slaughtered Xi's family six years ago.
Feng Yu, who was watching the excitement, couldn't bear it anymore, and said quietly: "Everyone, I'm barely alive. I bought this painting at a huge price, can you ask me before you make a decision?"
No one paid him any attention.
Heng Yudu said lightly: "How?"
Sheng Jiao finally said coldly: "Not really."
Heng Yudu smiled, and the jade slip quickly condensed into a circle to surround the wheelchair.
Sheng Jiao's pupils shrank, and he was about to step forward immediately.
"My lord, the bondage you put on Xi Jue... Ling, I'm afraid there is a distance limit." Heng Yudu did not expose Sheng Jiao's identity, and said gently, "You said that if I directly use the formation method to tie Sheng Jiao, you will be separated from me." If he is taken thousands of miles away, will he be torn apart by Bie Ling?"
Sheng Jiao could no longer hold back the coldness on his face, and said coldly, "You...!"
Heng Yudu said again: "...do you dare to bet?"
The colored glaze circle encloses Heng Yudu and Xi Jianglan, and is spinning continuously, as if launching a teleportation array.
Seeing that Heng Yudu was fighting with himself, Xi Jianglan quickly stretched out his hand: "The two gods are fighting, can you not involve innocent people? I dare not gamble. I have been very unlucky since I was a child, and I will lose every bet. Help me, spare my life."
He really didn't understand why Heng Yudu would use himself to threaten the people of Xiezhizong.
He is not affected at all, wishing he would die sooner.
Heng Yudu looked at Sheng Jiao without blinking, as if he was sure of his answer.
Sheng Jiao's eyes have never been so cold, as if he is not facing a classmate he has known for many years, but an enemy who has robbed his beloved.
The Tianyan Pearl moves automatically without wind, as if a purple silver thunder is brewing, and it can be struck on the head in the next instant.
Feng Yu was still nagging: "Two, two? My painting?"
Xi Jianglan was also gesticulating: "Two, two? My little life?"
"Wow—"
The jade slip finally started to activate, driving the gust of wind to blow the long-haired robes of Heng Yudu and Xi Jianglan into the air, and the cumbersome formations under their feet flashed randomly, as if they were in a fixed position.
Sheng Jiao subconsciously took half a step forward, trying to snatch him away.
In the gust of formation, Xi Jianglan and Sheng Jiao's heart-binding silk was blown upside down, as if it would break off at any moment.
At the moment when the formation was fully activated, Sheng Jiao gently closed his eyes.
There was a flash on the little finger, and the faint pull at the soul was like a small boat in a storm.
The monstrous and huge waves swept and slapped.
The boat capsized.
Binding Xinling, it's over.
Heng Yudu strategized, he had long expected that Sheng Jiao would untie Xin Ling, and with a smile, he led Xi Jianglan to disappear completely in place.
Only a small whirlwind remained on the ground, and it lingered for a long time.
Sheng Jiao's expression was dark, and his withered pupils revealed an unfathomable coldness.
He was staring at the small wind whirling on the bluestone board, when a thunder pattern suddenly flashed from Tianyan Pearl, which made his side face pale.
"—!"
A purple silver sky thunder fell silently from the cloudless sky, and landed heavily on the whirlwind of the wind, splitting the moss-covered stone slabs into burnt marks that were broken inch by inch.
"Oh." Feng Yu has long been used to Shengjiao's silent thunder. He ate a bad pine nut, poohed a few times, and said to Shang Yuan who was on the side, "Child, look at your suzerain, does it look like someone has been killed?" Steal your wife?"
Shang Yuan held the pine nuts like a little hamster, and nodded like a pounding garlic: "It seems!"
Sheng Jiao closed his eyes slightly, suppressed the violence welling up in his heart, turned around and walked quickly to the host's residence.
Even though there was such a big commotion outside, the director of Guchang Temple did not come out to take a look.
Sheng Jiao strode to the meditation room and slammed the door open.
The meditation room was silent, and the abbot of Guchang Temple, wearing a monk's robe, sat facing the wall. A light shone in from the window and fell on his golden cassock.
He looked too old, with a stooped back, white beard hanging down to his chin, and his eyes were slightly closed as if he had no strength to open them.
Beside the host, there is a broken glazed bird.
——Heng Yudu has been here, and he used "for the bright moon" on him.
Sheng Jiao glanced hurriedly, frowning.
A silent thunder lighted up again, striking directly between the host's eyebrows.
Feng Yu strolled over, and saw Sheng Jiao ruthlessly attacking people with "Kan Tian Dao", he hurriedly said, "Sheng Wuzhuo! He is the host of Guchang Temple, and you..."
Before the words fell, the body of the abbot of Guchang Temple was directly split into pieces, and faint thunder and fire ignited.
Feng Yu was so frightened by this person's chopping behavior that he almost subconsciously backed away, but when he took a closer look, he found that the host was actually a wooden puppet.
Sheng Jiao's eyes were heavy, he picked up the broken palm at his feet, turned it over slightly, revealing a faintly visible pattern on the palm.
--"answer".
Feng Yu took a deep breath.
"Qiaoer?!"
For some reason, Sheng Jiao's face was more ugly than ever.
Yingzhuo, the word Qiaoer.
Back then in Tianyan Academy, he was a man of the hour, with a pair of skillful hands for carving puppets, and was good at making all kinds of delicate magic weapons.
Although there are different classes in different houses, for some reason Feng Yu and Sheng Jiao are very repulsed by this person, and even the whole Zhuxing House, even the best-tempered Rang Chen and Heng Yudu, don't have a good face when they see this person .
"Ah..." Feng Yu said quietly, "Couldn't it be that Ying Qiaoer released this phase pattern painting to catch ridicule? After so many years, he still hasn't given up on Xi Jue?"
Xi Jue is a fish, everyone wants to catch it?
Sheng Jiao gave him a cold look, without moving his lips: "Rhino horn lamp."
Feng Yu frowned: "What about yours?"
After asking, he regretted it.
Sheng Jiao's rhino horn lamp was stolen by Xi Jue to flirt when he was in Tianyan Academy - he probably told too many lies and was banned within two days.
... I don't know how many years it has been closed.
Feng Yu had no choice but to hand him the rhino horn lamp.
Sheng Jiao didn't even ask, and skillfully pinched the shackle ghost formula to turn on Feng Yu's rhinoceros lamp, as if he was looking for something.
Soon, with a flick of his fingers, Sheng Jiao threw the rhino horn lamp back indiscriminately, turned around and left.
Feng Yu still wanted to dig some clues for Xi Jianglan, so he followed quickly: "Where are you going?"
"There is no silver city here."
Feng Yu was taken aback, thinking that this person was going back to arrest Xi Jue again, and just wanted to say something.
Seeing that Sheng Jiao didn't turn his head back, several faint blue thunder patterns crackled and flashed around him, and his tall and straight figure disappeared in an instant.
Only sound came.
"... Eqi Road, Hezhou City, should be there."
Xi Qingfeng's phase pattern must be related to Ying Zhuo.
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Xi Jianglan shuttled randomly in a burst of void chaos, and the formation of the teleportation array made him extremely uncomfortable, who had no spiritual power, every time.
I don't know how long it took, maybe half a day, maybe just a moment, the breath I had been holding all the time suddenly became smoother, and my legs were finally able to stand on the ground.
Xi Jianglan staggered and knelt down while leaning on the armrest of the wheelchair, almost vomiting.
Heng Yudu gently gave him comfort: "Uncomfortable?"
Xi Jianglan nodded, panting for a while before recovering.
He originally thought that Heng Yudu would take him back to Tianyan Academy directly, but he didn't expect to look up and find that this place was outside Wuyin City.
Xi Jianglan's face was pale, and he couldn't hide his surprise: "Aren't you going back to Zhongzhou?"
After he finished speaking, he realized that he could speak normally.
"I came to the northern border of Changchuan to recruit students." Heng Yudu took out water from the storage ring and handed it to him, said lightly.
Xi Jianglan took a sip of water, forced himself to stand up and sat listlessly on the armrest of Hengyudu's wheelchair: "I thought you wanted me to see Rang Chen and apologize with death."
Heng Yudu laughed: "What nonsense are you talking about? I won't hurt you..."
Xi Jianglan snorted, tilted his head, and showed him the wet bloodstain on his neck.
Heng Yudu: "..."
Heng Yudu choked for a moment, raised his hand to wipe the wound lightly, and the blood stopped.
"...I just want to know what happened back then."
Xi Jianglan's disguised face seems to be born with a three-point smile, even if Lai Cheng's eyebrows, eyes and lips are always full of flamboyant joy.
As soon as these light and fluffy words were uttered, Yun Li's face instantly became slumped, and even the red mole at the end of her eyes seemed to fade away.
Heng Yudu stared at him intently.
Xi Jianglan just lost his composure for a moment, raised his smile skillfully, and put his elbow on Heng Yudu's shoulder with a playful smile as usual: "Don't you all know it, do you want me to repeat it again?"
Heng Yudu said warmly, "I want to hear the truth."
Xi Jianglan lazily curled a lock of hair and twirled it carelessly on his index finger, his tone was casual, as if he was talking about a playbook.
"I've always said the truth. If you want to hear it, I can say it again.
"Six years ago, the Xi family probably did too many evil things, and finally suffered retribution. The whole family was slaughtered on the day I became crowned, and everyone died without a whole body.
"I was waiting for Tianyan's blessing at the Tianyan Lingmai, but I didn't know it. When I went back again, the Xi family had no one left."
After he finished speaking, he let out another "ah" and added: "My cousin's face pattern was stripped alive and made into paintings for sale..."
Heng Yudu had been listening expressionlessly, but at this moment he finally couldn't help it, and whispered: "Xi Twelve!"
The smile on Xi Jianglan's face froze.
The young Xi Jue flaunted to others in Tianyan Academy all day long that he was the No. 12 Xiangwen of the Thirteen States, but was dubbed "Xi Twelve" by Feng Yu and the others.
Ever since Xi's family suffered disaster and Xi Jianglan lost his cultivation base, no one has ever called him by his name.
At this moment, it sounds like a lifetime away.
"Twelve?" Xi Jianglan continued to laugh, "I can't call it that anymore."
He disguised himself too perfectly, as if he hadn't experienced these years of suffering at this time, and what he lost wasn't some spiritual-level sign.
Heng Yudu lowered his eyes slightly, and saw that Xi Jianglan's fingertips hanging in his sleeves were trembling delicately.
He had never seen this man so sad and vulnerable.
Heng Yudu's heart suddenly softened.
He asked softly: "Jiang Lan, what exactly is your phase pattern?"
——This time, Heng Yudu didn't force him to speak with "changing the bright moon".
Xi Jianglan stretched his waist, and stared at the lotus blooming on the bank of Huchang River in the distance with the corners of his lips bent.
"It's all gone, is it necessary to ask this?"
Heng Yudu: "I want to know."
Xi Jianglan suddenly said uncontrollably: "Even if I say it, I will die, you still want to know?"
Heng Yudu frowned.
What Xiangwen, if you can say it, you will die?
After Xi Jianglan finished speaking, he regretted it. He seemed to be annoyed at his loss of control. He got up from the armrest of Hengyudu's wheelchair, staggered a few quick steps, and turned his back to him.
He was silent for a long time facing the boundless Changchuan, and finally murmured in a low voice: "Do you dare to bet?"
Heng Yudu: "..."
Just now he used this sentence to block Sheng Jiao twice, but now he was choked back by Xi Jianglan.
"As long as you dare to bet, then use "for the bright moon" on me. "
Xi Jianglan turned sideways slightly, his face was so beautiful, against the setting sun over Changchuan, he seemed to melt into the burning clouds.
Heng Yudu was stunned.
Xi Jianglan's smile was as flamboyant as ever, which made Heng Yudu almost have the illusion that the two of them were still carefree and joking around in Tianyan Academy.
"I'm just a useless person now, as long as you ask, I will say."
Heng Yudu's lips parted, but no sound came out.
Xi Jianglan Feiyi made his figure more slender, he turned around and continued to look at Chang Chuan, as if he wanted to hide his downcastness.
The warm wind poured into the wide sleeves, pinching his waist that seemed to be snapped even thinner and more seductive.
Even in such a state of desperation, he still seems to be a little fairy who is admired by everyone in Zhongzhou.
Heng Yudu sighed silently, thinking: "Forget it."
Find another way.
A cloud of black mist quietly appeared from Xi Jianglan's shoulders, and instantly turned into a black cat, jumped to squat on the stone railing opposite him.
Heng Yudu's spiritual power was so powerful that he didn't seem to see it at all.
The black cat licked its paws, meowed, and said with a strange face: "You really talk nonsense when you see people talking about people, is this your new way of bluffing and deceiving?"
Xi Jianglan's eyes were deep and lonely, and he stared at the magnificent setting sun above Changchuan in a daze.
He gently opened his lips and said a silent word.
"Hey!"
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Feng Yu didn't even study Fu Ling anymore, and stretched his paws into his sleeves excitedly, as if he planned to crack pine nuts and watch the fun.
Tianyan is on top.
Wasn't Sheng Jiao begging for him yesterday and not hating him because of love? Why did this guy and Sheng Jiao reunite and get along for half a day, and fell in love with each other for a long time?
Fall in love in half a day?
Feng Yu found this fun very exciting.
The first time Heng Yudu used "for the bright moon" did not ask what he wanted, he was silent, probably stunned by this sentence.
It took him a long time before he spoke softly: "There is no need to publicize such private matters—I am asking about your Xiangwen."
Xi Jianglan raised his hand expressionlessly and gestured.
"Stop asking, I can't answer anything right now."
Heng Yudu turned his head to glance at Sheng Jiao who was trapped in the cage, and seemed to understand something.
Sheng Jiao's cultivation was unfathomable, everyone said that he was still in the Void Realm, but Heng Yudu had a faint feeling that his cultivation seemed to have reached a barrier.
... I am afraid that it is only a line away from the Mahayana period.
Seeing that Heng Yudu put away the jade slips, Xi Jianglan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It's too embarrassing.
Xi Jianglan wished he could have a good meal.
But this is not the time to be ashamed, Xi Jianglan turned around and asked Feng Yu: "Where is Xi Qingfeng's facial pattern?"
"Take it." Feng Yu watched a good show, was overjoyed, and directly took out the painting and threw it to him without caring about the hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, "I have no impression of Xi Qingfeng, really I can't tell what is the name of this phase pattern."
Xi Jianglan spread out the painting quickly.
Xiangwen was stripped from a living person, and it was extremely sinister, looking at the "tree root" that seemed to be wriggling and breathing, Xi Jianglan shivered without a trace.
He raised his hand and wanted to touch Xiangwen, but Feng Yu stopped him: "Don't move around, the ghost knows how this Xiangwen was preserved. You have no spiritual power now, be careful not to lose your life."
Xi Jianglan regretted his life very much, but the Xiangwen painting was in his hand. He was hesitant to know the ins and outs of the Xiangwen painting eagerly.
Suddenly, it seemed like a thunderbolt fell.
"boom--"
Xi Jianglan froze all over, and was so stunned that it was rare.
Seeing that his pupils were dizzy for a moment, Feng Yu reacted very quickly and smacked his brows hard.
"Set the soul!"
The spiritual power was gloomy and cold, and Jiang Xi Jianglan's hair on his forehead was covered with a layer of hoarfrost.
For just a moment, Xi Jianglan seemed to have walked through a desolate dream, and after waking up, his face was full of confusion: "I, my heart...?"
"What's wrong?"
"Don't be cowardly, it's not thunder." Seeing that he was still in a daze, Feng Yu cast another soul-fixing spell on him and raised his hand.
Xi Jianglan followed the trend.
Heng Yudu's glazed cage...
To be chopped into pieces by a sword?
The glazed jade slips of "Exchanging the Bright Moon" were supposed to be the hardest thing in the world, but at this moment, they seemed to be real colored glazes, which were shattered one by one under the shock of the towering sword intent.
It's like the crisp sound of dozens of pieces of porcelain being opened in a porcelain kiln.
Heng Yudu raised his eyebrows slightly, but he had expected that the "birdcage" would not be able to trap Sheng Jiao, so he raised his hand to hook Xi Jianglan.
Xi Jianglan was caught off guard and staggered and fell towards the steps. He almost bowed down to Heng Yudu, and hurriedly put his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair to barely stand still.
Heng Yudu held his wrist, and the snow-like fingertips excitedly lifted the translucent tie silk hanging between the little fingers.
The bird of "Exchanging the Bright Moon" screamed and slammed into the red rope, and the crystal glass was reflected by the sunlight and shone on Xi Jianglan's face.
Just now when Feng Yu slashed Xi Jianglan with a knife, he didn't respond, but he was just lightly bumped by the Liuli bird, but Xi Jianglan's heart was shaken violently, and he almost lost his footing and fell down.
Heng Yudu: "Ah..."
He seemed to understand something.
Sheng Jiao had already split open the cage, put away the Dongrong sword, and walked step by step with a gloomy expression.
Heng Yudu suddenly said: "Don't move."
Xi Jianglan didn't know why.
In the next moment, the jade slips around Heng Yudu suddenly turned into a cold glazed sword, which hit Xi Jianglan's slender neck with a "Zheng".
Heng Yudu said to Sheng Jiao: "Don't come here, or I'll kill him."
Xi Jianglan: "..."
Heng Yudu's temperament is too gentle, even if he is doing threatening activities, his every move is still like a canglia swaying in the rain, graceful and unobtrusive.
Feng Yu started eating pine nuts again, and gave some to Shang Yuan.
Sheng Jiao was unmoved and didn't stop walking.
However, Heng Yudu pressed down the glass sword, and a bloodstain slowly overflowed from Xi Jianglan's neck. The bright red and snow white contrasted, making it extremely dazzling.
The fragile colored glaze is ground into a sharp blade, which can still kill people.
Sheng Jiao paused.
Heng Yudu said: "I will really kill him—do you dare to bet?"
Sheng Jiao: "..."
Xi Jianglan inhaled lightly from the pain, raised his hand weakly, and gestured with a disheveled face: "Brother, I dare not gamble."
No one ignored him.
Heng Yudu said softly: "Xie Zhizong's arrest of Xi was nothing more than looking for clues to the disaster of the Xi family six years ago, but now there is Xi Qingfeng's picture pattern..."
As he said, he took the painting from Xi Jianglan's hand and threw it at Sheng Jiao.
Sheng Jiao frowned and took it.
"Here you are." Heng Yudu said, "According to your Xiezhi Sect's methods, I'm afraid you will soon know who sold the paintings and find out the real culprit back then."
"..." Xi Jianglan realized that the painting in his hand was gone, and glared at Yudu angrily, "I..."
He gestured: "That's my painting!"
Xi Jiang, more than anyone present, wanted to know who the culprit was who slaughtered Xi's family six years ago.
Feng Yu, who was watching the excitement, couldn't bear it anymore, and said quietly: "Everyone, I'm barely alive. I bought this painting at a huge price, can you ask me before you make a decision?"
No one paid him any attention.
Heng Yudu said lightly: "How?"
Sheng Jiao finally said coldly: "Not really."
Heng Yudu smiled, and the jade slip quickly condensed into a circle to surround the wheelchair.
Sheng Jiao's pupils shrank, and he was about to step forward immediately.
"My lord, the bondage you put on Xi Jue... Ling, I'm afraid there is a distance limit." Heng Yudu did not expose Sheng Jiao's identity, and said gently, "You said that if I directly use the formation method to tie Sheng Jiao, you will be separated from me." If he is taken thousands of miles away, will he be torn apart by Bie Ling?"
Sheng Jiao could no longer hold back the coldness on his face, and said coldly, "You...!"
Heng Yudu said again: "...do you dare to bet?"
The colored glaze circle encloses Heng Yudu and Xi Jianglan, and is spinning continuously, as if launching a teleportation array.
Seeing that Heng Yudu was fighting with himself, Xi Jianglan quickly stretched out his hand: "The two gods are fighting, can you not involve innocent people? I dare not gamble. I have been very unlucky since I was a child, and I will lose every bet. Help me, spare my life."
He really didn't understand why Heng Yudu would use himself to threaten the people of Xiezhizong.
He is not affected at all, wishing he would die sooner.
Heng Yudu looked at Sheng Jiao without blinking, as if he was sure of his answer.
Sheng Jiao's eyes have never been so cold, as if he is not facing a classmate he has known for many years, but an enemy who has robbed his beloved.
The Tianyan Pearl moves automatically without wind, as if a purple silver thunder is brewing, and it can be struck on the head in the next instant.
Feng Yu was still nagging: "Two, two? My painting?"
Xi Jianglan was also gesticulating: "Two, two? My little life?"
"Wow—"
The jade slip finally started to activate, driving the gust of wind to blow the long-haired robes of Heng Yudu and Xi Jianglan into the air, and the cumbersome formations under their feet flashed randomly, as if they were in a fixed position.
Sheng Jiao subconsciously took half a step forward, trying to snatch him away.
In the gust of formation, Xi Jianglan and Sheng Jiao's heart-binding silk was blown upside down, as if it would break off at any moment.
At the moment when the formation was fully activated, Sheng Jiao gently closed his eyes.
There was a flash on the little finger, and the faint pull at the soul was like a small boat in a storm.
The monstrous and huge waves swept and slapped.
The boat capsized.
Binding Xinling, it's over.
Heng Yudu strategized, he had long expected that Sheng Jiao would untie Xin Ling, and with a smile, he led Xi Jianglan to disappear completely in place.
Only a small whirlwind remained on the ground, and it lingered for a long time.
Sheng Jiao's expression was dark, and his withered pupils revealed an unfathomable coldness.
He was staring at the small wind whirling on the bluestone board, when a thunder pattern suddenly flashed from Tianyan Pearl, which made his side face pale.
"—!"
A purple silver sky thunder fell silently from the cloudless sky, and landed heavily on the whirlwind of the wind, splitting the moss-covered stone slabs into burnt marks that were broken inch by inch.
"Oh." Feng Yu has long been used to Shengjiao's silent thunder. He ate a bad pine nut, poohed a few times, and said to Shang Yuan who was on the side, "Child, look at your suzerain, does it look like someone has been killed?" Steal your wife?"
Shang Yuan held the pine nuts like a little hamster, and nodded like a pounding garlic: "It seems!"
Sheng Jiao closed his eyes slightly, suppressed the violence welling up in his heart, turned around and walked quickly to the host's residence.
Even though there was such a big commotion outside, the director of Guchang Temple did not come out to take a look.
Sheng Jiao strode to the meditation room and slammed the door open.
The meditation room was silent, and the abbot of Guchang Temple, wearing a monk's robe, sat facing the wall. A light shone in from the window and fell on his golden cassock.
He looked too old, with a stooped back, white beard hanging down to his chin, and his eyes were slightly closed as if he had no strength to open them.
Beside the host, there is a broken glazed bird.
——Heng Yudu has been here, and he used "for the bright moon" on him.
Sheng Jiao glanced hurriedly, frowning.
A silent thunder lighted up again, striking directly between the host's eyebrows.
Feng Yu strolled over, and saw Sheng Jiao ruthlessly attacking people with "Kan Tian Dao", he hurriedly said, "Sheng Wuzhuo! He is the host of Guchang Temple, and you..."
Before the words fell, the body of the abbot of Guchang Temple was directly split into pieces, and faint thunder and fire ignited.
Feng Yu was so frightened by this person's chopping behavior that he almost subconsciously backed away, but when he took a closer look, he found that the host was actually a wooden puppet.
Sheng Jiao's eyes were heavy, he picked up the broken palm at his feet, turned it over slightly, revealing a faintly visible pattern on the palm.
--"answer".
Feng Yu took a deep breath.
"Qiaoer?!"
For some reason, Sheng Jiao's face was more ugly than ever.
Yingzhuo, the word Qiaoer.
Back then in Tianyan Academy, he was a man of the hour, with a pair of skillful hands for carving puppets, and was good at making all kinds of delicate magic weapons.
Although there are different classes in different houses, for some reason Feng Yu and Sheng Jiao are very repulsed by this person, and even the whole Zhuxing House, even the best-tempered Rang Chen and Heng Yudu, don't have a good face when they see this person .
"Ah..." Feng Yu said quietly, "Couldn't it be that Ying Qiaoer released this phase pattern painting to catch ridicule? After so many years, he still hasn't given up on Xi Jue?"
Xi Jue is a fish, everyone wants to catch it?
Sheng Jiao gave him a cold look, without moving his lips: "Rhino horn lamp."
Feng Yu frowned: "What about yours?"
After asking, he regretted it.
Sheng Jiao's rhino horn lamp was stolen by Xi Jue to flirt when he was in Tianyan Academy - he probably told too many lies and was banned within two days.
... I don't know how many years it has been closed.
Feng Yu had no choice but to hand him the rhino horn lamp.
Sheng Jiao didn't even ask, and skillfully pinched the shackle ghost formula to turn on Feng Yu's rhinoceros lamp, as if he was looking for something.
Soon, with a flick of his fingers, Sheng Jiao threw the rhino horn lamp back indiscriminately, turned around and left.
Feng Yu still wanted to dig some clues for Xi Jianglan, so he followed quickly: "Where are you going?"
"There is no silver city here."
Feng Yu was taken aback, thinking that this person was going back to arrest Xi Jue again, and just wanted to say something.
Seeing that Sheng Jiao didn't turn his head back, several faint blue thunder patterns crackled and flashed around him, and his tall and straight figure disappeared in an instant.
Only sound came.
"... Eqi Road, Hezhou City, should be there."
Xi Qingfeng's phase pattern must be related to Ying Zhuo.
***
Xi Jianglan shuttled randomly in a burst of void chaos, and the formation of the teleportation array made him extremely uncomfortable, who had no spiritual power, every time.
I don't know how long it took, maybe half a day, maybe just a moment, the breath I had been holding all the time suddenly became smoother, and my legs were finally able to stand on the ground.
Xi Jianglan staggered and knelt down while leaning on the armrest of the wheelchair, almost vomiting.
Heng Yudu gently gave him comfort: "Uncomfortable?"
Xi Jianglan nodded, panting for a while before recovering.
He originally thought that Heng Yudu would take him back to Tianyan Academy directly, but he didn't expect to look up and find that this place was outside Wuyin City.
Xi Jianglan's face was pale, and he couldn't hide his surprise: "Aren't you going back to Zhongzhou?"
After he finished speaking, he realized that he could speak normally.
"I came to the northern border of Changchuan to recruit students." Heng Yudu took out water from the storage ring and handed it to him, said lightly.
Xi Jianglan took a sip of water, forced himself to stand up and sat listlessly on the armrest of Hengyudu's wheelchair: "I thought you wanted me to see Rang Chen and apologize with death."
Heng Yudu laughed: "What nonsense are you talking about? I won't hurt you..."
Xi Jianglan snorted, tilted his head, and showed him the wet bloodstain on his neck.
Heng Yudu: "..."
Heng Yudu choked for a moment, raised his hand to wipe the wound lightly, and the blood stopped.
"...I just want to know what happened back then."
Xi Jianglan's disguised face seems to be born with a three-point smile, even if Lai Cheng's eyebrows, eyes and lips are always full of flamboyant joy.
As soon as these light and fluffy words were uttered, Yun Li's face instantly became slumped, and even the red mole at the end of her eyes seemed to fade away.
Heng Yudu stared at him intently.
Xi Jianglan just lost his composure for a moment, raised his smile skillfully, and put his elbow on Heng Yudu's shoulder with a playful smile as usual: "Don't you all know it, do you want me to repeat it again?"
Heng Yudu said warmly, "I want to hear the truth."
Xi Jianglan lazily curled a lock of hair and twirled it carelessly on his index finger, his tone was casual, as if he was talking about a playbook.
"I've always said the truth. If you want to hear it, I can say it again.
"Six years ago, the Xi family probably did too many evil things, and finally suffered retribution. The whole family was slaughtered on the day I became crowned, and everyone died without a whole body.
"I was waiting for Tianyan's blessing at the Tianyan Lingmai, but I didn't know it. When I went back again, the Xi family had no one left."
After he finished speaking, he let out another "ah" and added: "My cousin's face pattern was stripped alive and made into paintings for sale..."
Heng Yudu had been listening expressionlessly, but at this moment he finally couldn't help it, and whispered: "Xi Twelve!"
The smile on Xi Jianglan's face froze.
The young Xi Jue flaunted to others in Tianyan Academy all day long that he was the No. 12 Xiangwen of the Thirteen States, but was dubbed "Xi Twelve" by Feng Yu and the others.
Ever since Xi's family suffered disaster and Xi Jianglan lost his cultivation base, no one has ever called him by his name.
At this moment, it sounds like a lifetime away.
"Twelve?" Xi Jianglan continued to laugh, "I can't call it that anymore."
He disguised himself too perfectly, as if he hadn't experienced these years of suffering at this time, and what he lost wasn't some spiritual-level sign.
Heng Yudu lowered his eyes slightly, and saw that Xi Jianglan's fingertips hanging in his sleeves were trembling delicately.
He had never seen this man so sad and vulnerable.
Heng Yudu's heart suddenly softened.
He asked softly: "Jiang Lan, what exactly is your phase pattern?"
——This time, Heng Yudu didn't force him to speak with "changing the bright moon".
Xi Jianglan stretched his waist, and stared at the lotus blooming on the bank of Huchang River in the distance with the corners of his lips bent.
"It's all gone, is it necessary to ask this?"
Heng Yudu: "I want to know."
Xi Jianglan suddenly said uncontrollably: "Even if I say it, I will die, you still want to know?"
Heng Yudu frowned.
What Xiangwen, if you can say it, you will die?
After Xi Jianglan finished speaking, he regretted it. He seemed to be annoyed at his loss of control. He got up from the armrest of Hengyudu's wheelchair, staggered a few quick steps, and turned his back to him.
He was silent for a long time facing the boundless Changchuan, and finally murmured in a low voice: "Do you dare to bet?"
Heng Yudu: "..."
Just now he used this sentence to block Sheng Jiao twice, but now he was choked back by Xi Jianglan.
"As long as you dare to bet, then use "for the bright moon" on me. "
Xi Jianglan turned sideways slightly, his face was so beautiful, against the setting sun over Changchuan, he seemed to melt into the burning clouds.
Heng Yudu was stunned.
Xi Jianglan's smile was as flamboyant as ever, which made Heng Yudu almost have the illusion that the two of them were still carefree and joking around in Tianyan Academy.
"I'm just a useless person now, as long as you ask, I will say."
Heng Yudu's lips parted, but no sound came out.
Xi Jianglan Feiyi made his figure more slender, he turned around and continued to look at Chang Chuan, as if he wanted to hide his downcastness.
The warm wind poured into the wide sleeves, pinching his waist that seemed to be snapped even thinner and more seductive.
Even in such a state of desperation, he still seems to be a little fairy who is admired by everyone in Zhongzhou.
Heng Yudu sighed silently, thinking: "Forget it."
Find another way.
A cloud of black mist quietly appeared from Xi Jianglan's shoulders, and instantly turned into a black cat, jumped to squat on the stone railing opposite him.
Heng Yudu's spiritual power was so powerful that he didn't seem to see it at all.
The black cat licked its paws, meowed, and said with a strange face: "You really talk nonsense when you see people talking about people, is this your new way of bluffing and deceiving?"
Xi Jianglan's eyes were deep and lonely, and he stared at the magnificent setting sun above Changchuan in a daze.
He gently opened his lips and said a silent word.
"Hey!"
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