Madam Tsundere is an attack

At such a high place, Changsheng sent out a hand, Changsheng hugged him, and jumped up with one knee bent. Suddenly, a green vine waved in the air. It exploded again.

After standing firmly, the person was already tens of feet away from the original distance. Looking at the palace above the cloud top, Changsheng felt a bit of a toothache, "Are there usually these mechanisms here?"

"I don't know." The child in his arms shook his head and pointed to the distance, "You can walk on the grass path over there. It's no problem when they walked there last time."

Changsheng looked tens of feet away, and his brain hurt.

Half an hour later, he finally put the person on the ground. The child's eyes were still deep, looking at him fixedly, "Are you here to find someone?"

"No." Changsheng replied.

He looked up at Chang Sheng, turned around and left without asking any further questions. The cold Yun Palace was not far away, and the child seemed to be going there too.

Changsheng suddenly smelled a dark and damp smell of corruption, and before he had time to warn the people in front of him, there was a sudden sway under his feet, and then he stumbled and fell, thanks to his quick reaction, he caught it along the way. The villain who also fell.

These days, I forgot to read the almanac when I went out.

The place where it fell was silent, and the cave was connected by stone pillars. Changsheng roughly glanced at it, thinking that it might be arranged according to the Eight Diagrams array, and the chains cast by black iron were used as the anchors. Facing the cold blue lake, the central stone pillar was surrounded by a red curse circle, covered with blood-colored inscriptions, and there was a huge boulder sitting there, and a person seemed to be asleep on the boulder.

The surroundings were very quiet, and the child who had been silent beside him suddenly seemed to be inspired by something, and walked step by step into the formation.

"Hello." Changsheng followed a few steps worriedly, and suddenly thorns grew under his feet. He frowned, and then understood.

He said how could such a big "forbidden place" be thrown in at will, and now it seems that there is something on the child, including himself.

As the child approached step by step, the inscription in the formation seemed to come to life, and the red luster became brighter and brighter. The child stopped suddenly and remained silent for a long time. Changsheng turned his back to him, but he was trembling and choked up suddenly. , Trembling: "Why...why are you crying?"

"Why are you crying..." He couldn't hide his sadness in his tone, then he knelt on the ground, with tears in one hand, and said intermittently: "That person... who is it? Why do I feel sorry for him?"

Changsheng keenly heard the surprise in the boy's tone, and asked, "Who is he?"

The child turned around after hearing the words, his eyes could no longer focus, and his eyes were confused, as if he was not the one who answered the question of longevity, "I feel sorry for...that man in white..."

Changsheng frowned, and just as he was about to move forward, the chains in the cave suddenly trembled unsteadily, and then two figures, one black and one white, swept down. Without hesitation, Changsheng formed cumbersome curse marks with his hands, and faced the man in white.

The spiritual power exploded, and the whole cave couldn't bear it. The boulder rolled down, but it didn't fall straight down. Changsheng stepped back, and the child had been carried away by the woman. He rubbed his numb fingertips with one hand behind his back , his complexion darkened, "Su Weimian, I really underestimated you."

With such strength, even Fuyou alone would be hard to resist, being wronged among the three lords really broke him.

Changsheng shifted his eyes to the sleeping person in the formation, and said in a low voice: "My guess is correct, you killed the people in Lindu, and part of the summoned soul was on that child, and the rest remained in the body of the child." In the main body, this became a nondescript puppet, thrown out by you."

Su Weimian still has that gentle smile that hasn't changed for thousands of years, "I knew that Xuanqing Shenjun was careful and thoughtful, so I let you discover this place."

The right palm of Changsheng condensed the surging spiritual power, Su Weimian smiled lightly, put his hands together in front of his body, the two were entangled again involuntarily, but no matter how devastating the next move, the cave could not be shaken at all. Hua put the man down, and the enchantment supported the entire cave.

Yin and Yang mingled together in front of his eyes, Chang Sheng suddenly stopped and said, "'Fen Dao'? Why do you know this thing?"

Chapter: ☆, Parting at Death ([-])

How could Changsheng not know his current moves!

Although the appearance is not the same, at least it is Chang Sheng who wrote the "evil way" by himself. Although he has abandoned it for a long time after entering the fairyland, he still doesn't know the root of these routines?

Su Weimian's sleeves were opened, and her fingers were drawing in the air, "I was lucky enough to see the real brush of Xuanqing Shenjun many years ago. I was curious for a while, and copied it privately for several years, and finally sought the truth."

Whether it is true or not, Changsheng didn't know at first, he can only be sure of one thing at this moment, it is said that after Fuyou was sealed, there was a situation of separation of the three kings, now it seems that Su Weimian was pretending to be an unknown person at that time, he was clearly hiding a lot For a long time, he lived in the world even before Fuyou, and used everyone to play a game of chess.

Counting the exhaustive strategy, keeping a low profile for thousands of years, what a terrifying mind!

"Then what are you for? This world?"

Su Weimian pursed her lips, suppressed her smile, and muttered to herself: "Why is Weimian so ambitious..."

All he wanted to do, from beginning to end, was to make that person wake up and look at him.

His thoughts seemed to be unsteady, and the spiritual power in the cave also began to agitate. As soon as the longevity steps retreated, Su Weimian immediately noticed it and approached him closely.

While Changsheng followed his palm, he still had time to search for some things in his mind, thanks to the fact that he had read a lot of books in the past few thousand years, "There is a record in ancient times: the technique of eating spirits, borrowing three souls and seven souls, yin and yang The host body is guarded by formations, and the flesh and bones eaten by it can bring the dead back to life."

Su Weimian looked at him, Changsheng pointed to the formation, and then affirmed: "You want to revive that person."

Eating spirits is a yin and evil technique, and I don't know when and where it came out, but it has been listed as a forbidden technique just based on two or three sentences.The premise of the operation of the spirit food is that the dead have no soul, so the caster needs to find the soul related to the dead from thousands of people. This kind of soul may have been reincarnated for several lives, but it was forcibly recalled. Then use itself as the host, and then... eat the bones and devour the flesh, allowing the dead to come back to life through the host.

This method sounds profound and righteous at first glance, but it is unforgivable to trap thousands of people in a dead end just for one person, destroying reincarnation and violating the laws of heaven and earth, let alone eating bones and devouring flesh Such a violation of human ethics.

Su Weimian's white robe was stained with a different color. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Changsheng. At that moment, what appeared in his eyes was not the owner of Changle Xuanqing Mansion, but the mortal who was crazy about love back then. He asked: "Shenjun Xuanqing, if the person who died is Jiang Ruo, I'm afraid you wouldn't use such a dirty technique to defile his soul..."

"What I want to do, a person like Xuan Qingjun who is as clear as the moon and the wind will never know, but it's just what you think..." Su Weimian paused, swaying, Changsheng subconsciously turned sideways, Bai Ying Flashing in front of his eyes, the wind blade drew a scar on his cheek, blood dripped, he himself stopped at the original place, and said with a smile: "This matter needs the help of Xuanqing Shenjun, so I can't hurt you How many."

"Oh." Chang Sheng raised his hand to touch Bloody, and said politely: "Then I thank the king first."

Su Weimian pursed her lips and smiled, smirking at the retribution of longevity, she moved her steps back, and with another sway, she left the place in the cloud.

As soon as Tuhua let go, the cave returned to its original state, but Su Weimian subconsciously let out a sigh of relief, and fell forward, but did not fall down. As soon as Tuhua took a step, the man raised his hand to stop him, turned and walked into the formation After a few steps, he didn't get close to the boulder, but just looked at the sleeping person on it from a distance.

"I was eagerly looking for your bond among the thousands of threads, but after I found it, I didn't expect it to be a timid feeling close to home." Su Weimian smiled wryly, he wanted to get closer in every possible way, and his whole body But it was as if he had been nailed to the spot, and at last he clenched his fingers tightly. After turning around, his expression was calm again, and he said to Tuhua: "There is no need to worry about that child staying here. You go to Prison Shadow Mountain immediately, and do as you said before."

Wei Ziqing lay sprawled on the soft cushion, looked at the sky and the earth, finally looked at the black shadow, and said worriedly: "I said...you have been watching for three days without sleep, did you get anything? "

The person on Yaoyao's bookshelf immediately threw a book on his face, Wei Ziqing managed to dodge it, touched his intact handsome face with lingering fear, and then glared at Shi Ran who fell gracefully.

Changsheng picked out a few that could be used, and casually threw the mysterious card to Wei Ziqing, with a general order, "I paid it back in the past, and I will go back to the house to have a look."

Wei Ziqing grabbed the mysterious card in his hand, turned over and jumped up, and exploded, "Is it worth using me to run away in your heart!"

Changsheng paused, raised his hand and frowned and scratched his cheeks. The scar left by Su Weimian's hand a few days ago has become lighter, but it can still be seen from a closer distance. Changsheng pondered for a long time, "Then you immediately ask Tianjun Send people to Yingshan, the prison of death, Su Weimian may have sent people to persuade Fuyou, no matter what, we can't let them harm the human world again."

Wei Ziqing rubbed his chin, thinking that this is a decent task, although he is not more comfortable than lying in Changle Xuanqing Mansion, Changsheng said again: "By the way, there is Jiang Ruo there, you remember..."

He paused for a moment, as if he remembered something, and left with Wei Ziqing's expression on his face, "Forget it, I'll tell you personally."

Prison Shadow Mountain colluded with the land in the clouds, and Meicheng would not be spared. I was afraid that Ruo that guy would carry Fuyou and the others to death without thinking. Changsheng thought, he should write him a letter himself.

On the third day that Prison Shadow Mountain was sealed off, Fuyou disappeared without warning with Ruxiang and Yongting, so Wei Ziqing ran away against the sun again, but this time Changsheng kindly gave him He picked up a jar of sake, saw that the man was half-drunk, and then sat back to read a book.

"Hey, have you seen the reason for this after so long?" Wei Ziqing looked at him with one hand on his chin, and the other hand around the wine jar, "I've inquired about this before, before Fuyou was sealed, there was no Su Weimian at all. This character."

"No, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist." Changsheng put down the cinnabar pen, then spread out the file in his hand, and clasped one of the lines with his fingers, "In the ancient documents, the effective record of 'transforming demons' is only about this sentence. Part of it is all made up, nonsense."

Wei Ziqing leaned over and squinted his eyes, scratched his messy long hair with his fingers, and said: "Well, those who are not demons enter the demon way to transform into demons. I know this truth, just like you, from demon to immortal, But Su Weimian is not quite right, mortals have low spiritual power, or they seek longevity and pursue the immortal way, or they are obsessed with falling into the demonic way, so it is not fate that can become a demonic way?"

"It's only half of fate." Changsheng closed the scroll, thinking of what he saw in the cloud that day, his expression became a little dignified, "What I saw in the past, the remaining half of the reason is probably because Su Weimian was forced to turn into a demon because of grievances 'before his death' .”

And his resentment, in the final analysis, is related to the deceased in the formation.

Wei Ziqing choked suddenly, shook his head and sighed endlessly. It is said that the life of ordinary people is only a hundred, and ordinary people are looking forward to reincarnation after death. Why resentment can force him to give up reincarnation and embark on the path of becoming a demon.

But it's a shame, but this person's behavior makes people feel unreasonable.

"By the way, since Fuyou is out of Prison Shadow Mountain, he will definitely come back to seek revenge from you. What about your family general? Don't you want him to come back to help?" Wei Ziqing clapped his hands together, then asked him suddenly, according to the relationship between the two Enmity and hatred, coupled with his understanding of Fuyou, this guy should not hide so quietly and wait for longevity.

It took a while for Changsheng to understand what he meant, and he waved his hands, ready to put the scattered scrolls back. Just as he turned around, Wei Ziqing behind him suddenly grabbed his back collar with sharp eyesight and quick hands. Changsheng staggered and was almost strangled by him. If you die, those ancient books will be left all over the floor for nothing.

Wei Ziqing twitched the corner of his mouth, probably because he didn't expect Changsheng, the number one god of war in the rich fairy world, to be so 'weak', so he coughed a few times under the cold eyes of the person in front of him, leaned over to help pick up a few files, and looked at the After the man set it up, he said again: "Why don't you ask him to come back to help? I see that fox is quite powerful."

Changsheng didn't turn his head back, and said: "He is the king of the demon world, why should he help the entire fairy world for this kind of friendship? It's not worth it."

What's not worthwhile for Wei Zi's Qingxin Dao, if he gave him all the ancestors in the fairy world, wouldn't it be worthwhile?

He cleared his throat, and began to gossip again, "Actually, I still don't understand why you fell in love with that fox dumpling? Even if you have been married for several lifetimes, with your ordinary temperament, you don't care about Yan Yugui. Even if you don't recognize it, you can still be blackmailed?"

"I can't bear it." Chang Sheng answered unambiguously.

"Yo." Wei Ziqing seemed to have heard some joke, and said cheerfully: "Is it possible that you really like it? Come and tell me, how do you like it?"

Changsheng's finger was stuck on the bookshelf, and he didn't answer for a long time after hearing the words, but he really seemed to be thinking. Wei Ziqing couldn't wait for him to reply, and was shaken to sleep by the drunkard. As soon as he put his hand on the table, he heard He said lightly: "Probably Hu Tian is talking nonsense with his mouth full of lies outside, but in front of him alone he is a dumb person, and he has to pretend to be as clean as the sun..."

Wei Ziqing slipped his hand, and slammed his chin on the table, making him 'fascinated'. However, the ancestor didn't intend to let him go, and smiled brightly when he looked back, and gave him a sign, "In your words, it's That's it."

Wei Ziqing clasped his hands together, almost grabbed the ground with his head, and shouted: "Ancestor, ancestor!"I was wrong, I am not a lover, you are!

Chapter: ☆, Parting at Death ([-])

"But you reminded me of one thing."

Wei Ziqing, who was beating his chest and feet, suddenly raised his head and looked at him blankly.

Chang Sheng held the scroll and looked back, his expression remained the same, "It's been a long time since I sent a letter to Meicheng last time, but I haven't received any reply yet."

Wei Zi looked at him clearly, "So..."

Changsheng raised his eyebrows, "You said Fuyou's whereabouts are uncertain now?"

Wei Ziqing nodded, and then looked astonished, what is undecided!His claws probably already reached the Charm City!

The bell of Changle Xuanqing Mansion suddenly rang crazily and endlessly. Wei Ziqing was shocked. Before he stepped out of the palace gate, there was a sudden explosion outside, the bell shattered completely, and then a sharp sword shot from above his head. Flicking, Changsheng turned sideways, and the sharp sword slanted into the wall.

Wei Ziqing felt his hair stand on end, touched his sweat, looked at Changsheng, "What did he write?"

"Invite me to meet you a hundred miles southeast of Prison Shadow Mountain." Changsheng tore off the red cloth from the hilt with his fingers, and rubbed it slightly between his fingers.

Wei Ziqing stepped up and turned around, "I'll ask Tianjun to send people... Changsheng?"

He stopped suddenly, because the people behind him suddenly laughed a few words, the laughter was unnatural, as if it was squeezed out of the throat, Wei Zi took a step forward, "Don't do this, the fox must be fine Things are just a piece of fabric, there are plenty of them in the world.”

"I'm not worried about him. This matter will be dealt with naturally." The red cloth between Changsheng's fingers disappeared, and he stretched his hands a few times, his eyes seemed gloomy. This comprehension has actually challenged the bottom line of this seat again and again."

What is the bottom line of longevity? 32 days of security!No matter what happened in the past, Changsheng is now the lord of 32 days. Fuyou actually extended his hand into his domain this time, and seeing Changsheng's expression, Fuyou's behavior this time may not be described by the word 'harassment' alone. up!

"Since he dares to make trouble, I will accompany him." Chang Sheng pursed his lips, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wei Zi Qingxin tightened suddenly, a little unaccustomed to him like this, anyone