General Zhiyi

"How's the situation?" Tang Jingxu asked with a frown, seeing that Zhou's complexion was not looking good.

Day Yan's heroic eyebrows and eyes showed a trace of worry: "The fairyland is completely closed, the priests in the desire world are fighting, the evil spirits in the human world are rioting, and Zhuyou in the demon world can barely suppress it. The rest is unknown."

Yin Liansheng pondered for a moment, pulled Tang Jingxu to sit him down, and then continued: "Just one night can completely disrupt the Four Realms, and You Hen's situation is very big. He has counted everything and seized the opportunity." It's very precise, pulling and mobilizing the whole body, although I don't know which one he is pulling, but those two people are probably the only ones who can do this."

It is self-evident who the two people Yin Liansheng is referring to are self-evident, but Tang Jingxu still has doubts. He is very confused now. What happened in the past 800 years is rushing towards him aggressively like a flood destroying a dam. In his mind, he even began to suspect that when Shuiyue accidentally fell into the mortal world and gave birth to Yin Liansheng, it was "You Hen" who fueled the flames behind him, and everything was like thousands of silk threads entangled together in his heart. Rolling back and forth, but I can't get rid of it, it's really irritating.

Bai Zhou's eyebrows were twisted into an "upside-down character", and seeing Tang Jingxu's gloomy face did not speak, he hesitated to speak: "Let's not talk about who that 'You Hen' is and what he wants to raise a demon. I still can't understand why he has been hiding for so long and suddenly appeared like this without warning?"

"Bai Zhou, he led us by the nose many times." Tang Jingxu leaned back, put the back of his head on the back of the chair, narrowed his eyes and watched the two lights flying around the glass lamp above his head Moth, who was gone, murmured softly as if talking to himself, "He's afraid it will be too late, he can't wait..." There is no time.

"Why is he afraid that it will be too late?" Yin Liansheng's hearing ability is excellent, and he immediately caught Tang Jingxu's soft words, and his heart paused suddenly.

Tang Jingxu shook his head, closed his eyes and did not speak.He felt very tired. If he could, he really wanted to let go of everything and go back to lie down in the coffin he was buried in front of the Yinxu Imperial City. Maybe after sleeping, everything would be over... Don't need him to set things right, don't need him to go He did not deny that he was really timid to block the scourge and not to witness the unforeseen casualties.

"Tang Jingxu!"

Suddenly a familiar voice rang in Tang Jingxu's ear, pulling his thoughts back in an instant, he opened his eyes suddenly, sat up straight, held his breath, and urgently shouted to the other party through his spiritual consciousness: "Panlin! How are you?"

Bai Zhou leaned over immediately, almost gnashing his back molars in anxiety, and didn't dare to interrupt him.

"He's still alive for the time being, that bastard is simply not human, he..."

Only halfway through the conversation, there was a sudden silence from the other end. Tang Jingxu's heart immediately hit his throat, and his breathing also stopped. Not long after, there was a muffled groan from Pan Lin on the other end, followed by a low laugh. , a hoarse voice sounded: "Jian, Xiandu is fighting, one-on-one, and then it's Panlin and Chuxi's turn, so it's inconvenient for him to talk to you."

"Fighting?" Tang Jingxu's expression changed instantly. He clenched his fists and forced himself to calm down. "What are you trying to do? Junkun."

Jun Kun: "Jian, whether it's a mortal, a ghost, a demon, or even a god, they all have a bad nature. Once you get used to the scars, you forget the pain."

Tang Jingxu lowered his voice: "So what? Do you want to force open their scars? Or, do you want to force us to tear open your scars?"

Jun Kun smiled, did not answer his words, and said instead: "Do you think Panlin will die, or will he die if he breathes?"

"The two of them have been separated for 300 years, and they have always only played tricks, and neither of them can do anything." Tang Jingxu said coldly.

"In an hour, only one can be left. If there is no winner, they will all die." Jun Kun said softly, with a chill that Tang Jingxu had never felt in that voice, like an invisible bird. The icicle hit his brow directly, and he froze for a moment.

Seeing Tang Jingxu remained silent for a long time, Yin Liansheng couldn't help but stepped forward to hug him, rubbed the back of his neck comfortingly, pressed against his forehead, looked into his dazed eyes, and said, "I will help you .”

The temperature on his forehead from Yin Liansheng was unbelievably warm, and instantly drove away the cold that was wandering in Tang Jingxu's limbs and bones. Yin Liansheng's eyes met his own. He saw a coward who was cowardly before he fought. Just like 800 years ago, he was convinced of failure from the very beginning. What a disgrace to the Tang family, what a disgrace to the Chicheng Army...

"Tang Jingxu, I know what you're thinking." Yin Liansheng's eyes moved slightly, breaking Tang Jingxu's silence, "I said, I will help you, I can help you, why are you still hesitating? "

The next moment, a hand suddenly reached out, grabbed Tang Jingxu by the collar, and dragged him up from the chair abruptly. Yin Liansheng turned around, frowned slightly and looked at the other party. Open your mouth.

Bai Zhou first slapped Tang Jingxu very loudly, then pointed at his nose unceremoniously and shouted, "Fuck, I'm really blind! Tang Jingxu, when did you become so useless? Huh? What about the sword? You withered before you pulled out your sword. Do you think he will give up? If you don’t go up, not only Panlin will blow his breath, but Bai Xiangshi, Youyu, and even Lord Shuiyue will save him. If you don't come down, the fairyland will be destroyed by then, and the whole world will be completely chaotic! Tang Jingxu, I understand that he is targeting either you or Yin Liansheng. Even if you stay here, he will not let you go! Yes, who is Emperor Wu, how powerful he is, but if you don’t resist, in the end everyone will die, and you will be alone and helpless!”

After shouting, Bai Zhou panted heavily and stared at Tang Jingxu. They were silent for a while, only to see Tang Jingxu slowly raised his hand to grab Bai Zhou's hand, raised his face, and looked past him to see Yin Liansheng, who was behind him, smiled suddenly, patted Bai Zhou's hand that poked his nose, took a deep breath, and said, "Bai Zhou, you go back to Yinxu and bring the Chicheng Army to help the people in Fallen Ghost Pavilion protect you." Live in the human world, and stabilize the desire world, and clean up everything that should be cleaned up. Zhuyou is too busy to take care of himself, and we are afraid that we will lose hope. Ninth Prince, please go to the sea of ​​desire, and help me give Yu Zixiu a message and tell him , If he pretends to be dead again, he will have no chance to pay back what he owes me."

Hearing this, Bai Zhou finally let go of his grip on his collar, couldn't help but glared at him, then drew a pattern on the ground, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When Jiu Wan heard Tang Jingxu's order, she subconsciously glanced at Yin Liansheng, closed her folding fan knowingly and left.

Only Zhou Yan was still standing there, looking at Tang Jingxu without saying a word.

Tang Jingxu knew that she was thinking of Youyu in her heart, so she couldn't feel at ease, but she also thought that she was the owner of the Fallen Ghost Pavilion, and the Fallen Ghost Pavilion had to be under her command, so she couldn't help feeling a bit difficult. Walking outside the ghost castle, Tang Jingxu was startled, and shouted to her: "Ri Yan..."

Zhou Yan paused, without turning her head, she just said lightly: "General Tang, you have always been my light. I am a woman, and my short life in the battlefield was really not easy, but when I was illuminated by the light, The road will be clear, Youyu...is my sustenance on this road, if I can't even shine on her, then I won't be able to find her. General, please."

Tang Jingxu looked at her slightly thin back under the black armor, was silent for a while, then nodded solemnly and said, "Okay."

After Zhou Yan left, Tang Jingxu looked back at Yin Liansheng who was standing there, and raised his chin: "Aren't you going to return my armor to me?"

Yin Liansheng smiled indifferently, raised his hands and slowly opened them to the sides, and saw a white armor with a cold light appearing in front of Tang Jingxu little by little, the intricate patterns on the white armor were washed clean, Without any flaws, the unicorn head carved on the shoulder armor on both sides is lifelike, with its mouth slightly open, Tang Jingxu seems to be able to hear its shocking roar.He couldn't help approaching, and raised his hand to touch it lightly, and the white armor was worn on him, feeling the heaviness on his body, and he felt at ease for a while, and instantly gained confidence.

Jun Kun, like him, is nothing but a general who has ascended from the human world, so how could he, Tang Jingxu, lose to him!

The fine white sand flowed very fast, and a small pile was accumulated at the bottom in a short time.

This hall is very large, it was left by a certain priest who fell more than 500 years ago. Panlin once learned from the literature that that priest was also a very powerful general, but unfortunately, the way of heaven has ordered the king Kun, he didn't become Emperor Wu, but he also enjoyed thousands of years of incense and worship in the human world, but on such a sudden day, he quietly passed away.

There are not many such things in the heavens. After all, mortals are forgetful. Their lives are too short. After this life, it is normal to lose this belief in the next life. The priests didn't go into the details of the general's fall for nearly 2000 years, they just expressed a few words of regret in their spare time.

Pan Lin squinted his eyes, then looked at the figure sitting by the stone pillar at the other end of the hall with the faint light, and licked his back molars, but still didn't intend to speak first.

What happened last night was so sudden that he hasn't fully recovered yet. He only knows that the majestic Martial Emperor Junkun is not a serious thing. He split the head of the first priest in two, and a priestess stood beside her, half of her body was stained red with blood, and she was panting so hard that she couldn't even move.

Afterwards, Jun Kun personally beheaded several priests who rushed up, his face expressionless from the beginning to the end, and a black black iron sword was waved casually in his hand, making them powerless to resist without much effort.

Pan Lin was originally a civil servant, although he had the strength to restrain a chicken, he was quite self-aware, so he just stood aside and didn't make a sound.Jun Kun locked them up separately, but gave him a chance to contact Tang Jingxu. He knew from the very beginning that Jun Kun deliberately kept this opportunity, but he had no choice.

Before they came in, several batches of priests should have been imprisoned in this temple. According to Junkun's words, they are probably all dead. No matter how you say it, those who can ascend to the Immortal Capital are not those villains who will try to survive. It is better to be broken than to be whole. Death is like a feather, but it is heavier than Mount Tai.

"Little beggar," Blowing Breath suddenly uttered, but Pan Lin couldn't tell what it was like, "Do you want to die?"

Pan Lin rolled his eyes: "I don't want to."

Blowing breath was silent for a long time, until there was only half of the white sand left on the hourglass, then he continued, "I think."

Pan Lin: "...Oh, so?"

Blowing didn't speak, but stood up and approached him.

Looking at his dark face, Pan Lin felt intense irritability and uneasiness in his heart.

"After my mother died, he raised us together." Chuxi walked very slowly, and said in a flat tone, "Whenever we quarreled, he would throw us into the woodshed with one in each hand." So, either fight and go out to chop wood and have no food to eat, or go out to eat sauced elbow hand in hand. We have been hungry since we were young, and every time we end up with goose bumps and hook our fingers to finish eating the sauced elbow..."

"What are you talking about?" Pan Lin interrupted him impatiently, and the anxiety in his heart became more and more intense.

He took a breath and went on to say: "There is only one sauce elbow, before we could only eat it together, this time..."

While speaking, Chuxi had already walked to a position three steps away from Panlin, but he didn't stop, Panlin subconsciously wanted to back up, but before he thought about it, Chuxi suddenly jumped over, looking at his right hand that was attacking his heart , Pan Lin stared wide-eyed: "You..."