Lie Huo Jiao Chou

Crawfish takeout at midnight after the World Cup, smoky grilled skewers and Malatang in university towns, eating and learning while working in western restaurants, night markets that you have searched for all over the world when traveling... In a hurry, Xuan Ji went through all the ups and downs that flowed on the tip of his tongue in his life. The material is so rich that he can probably use it to edit two "The World on the Tip of the Tongue". Unfortunately, he still couldn't cover the deepest part of his memory——

Congenital spirits are born with bigu and don't know hunger and cold. Unfortunately, Xuan Ji is not.

He was born in darkness, and the world greeted him with neighing, roaring, and clattering metal, and his "cradle" was filled with hate, anger...and hunger.

That was the memory of the blood spilled in Chiyuan during the two battles of Pingyuan in history.

There was a faint voice penetrating his body, falling directly into the depths of his consciousness.

The voice said: "No.30 Six Firekeepers... Children, I... stop here, and later..."

Wordless inheritance poured in without explanation, from the first generation of firekeepers to the present.

Xuan Ji was forced to open her eyes, and saw a man who looked exactly like herself standing in front of him. She only had time to smile at him, and then disappeared into ashes and turned into a bone. seal" word.

This scene flashed by, as fast as an afterimage, which was forcibly suppressed by Xuan Ji.

A flame-colored light flashed in his eyes, and the long chain with fire flew out of his palm and fell towards Sheng Lingyuan.

Sheng Lingyuan should be able to feel his killing intent, but for some reason, that man just forgot to hide.Seeing that the thick iron chain almost hit His Majesty's face, Xuan Ji regained his sanity at the last moment. The iron chain stopped in the air, and the fire reflected a little blood on Sheng Lingyuan's face, and there was a dead silence between the two of them. The connection between them was so immortal, it was broken at this moment.

"I respect you very much, Your Majesty," Xuan Ji said without a word, "I think the person who ended the melee in Kyushu is a hero, even if you always act like a scum."

Sheng Lingyuan vomited a mouthful of blood next to the bronze coffin in the witch man's tomb. The two of them connected with each other again and were forced to cooperate again.

During this period, although Sheng Lingyuan had been suppressing his inner thoughts by counting, but very reluctantly, Xuan Ji actually had the opportunity to test out a lot of information.

But it was rare for him to be a gentleman, so he didn't do that.

On the one hand, Emperor Wu's accomplishments were so impressive that he didn't dare to desecrate them for a while.

On the other hand, Xuan Ji himself can't tell whether Sheng Lingyuan is particularly good at deceiving people, or there is something wrong with him... such as the late stage of sex embryo.In short, whenever he saw Sheng Lingyuan, there was always something in his heart, trying to bypass his reason and numb his vigilance.

When Sheng Lingyuan sealed A Luojin again, Xuanji actually wanted to ask him why he didn't destroy the body directly, but he didn't say it out loud, because he always felt that the handful of blood that this person vomited in the witch man's grave was a mouthful of heart , I can't bear it.

Along the way back, Sheng Lingyuan also rarely acted like a demon, and kept quiet all the time. Xuan Ji thought that because she had covered up his identity for him, he reciprocated the favor, and both of them could consciously respect each other's privacy, so there was a truce!

Pooh!

People with human nature can't be emperors, they are all things that "would rather bear the world than let the world bear me".

Sheng Lingyuan's pupils were slightly shrunk by the flash of fire, and at that moment, his expression was almost stunned.

Xuan Ji didn't pay attention—the phone that had just been plugged into the charger rang, and he was distracted by the ringtone.

The caller ID was Xiao Zheng, Xuan Ji raised his hand and pressed it, retracted the iron chains, and the two heavy iron chains retracted into the coins, and burrowed back into his palm.

Xuan Ji said coldly to Sheng Lingyuan: "Okay, you can't live without finding out how many threads are on other people's underwear, right? Since you have seen it all, I will just open the skylight and make it brighter." ——I said in the witch man's grave, if I die, the Chiyuan fire will be rekindled, not to fool you to save my life. We "fire keepers" are not guarding "white fire" or "red fire" phoenix Huo Lihuo, 'fire' refers to Chiyuan Huo."

Sheng Lingyuan looked at him with a very complicated expression, but it's a pity that their "Bluetooth" is disconnected now, and Xuan Ji can't hear what he is thinking.

"I was born in Chiyuan, and I was the patriarch from birth, because in our clan, the previous one died and the next one was born-don't ask me why, I don't know, maybe I don't want to help children with homework , so I simply use my life to inherit it when I am dying, anyway, I have to die once, which saves trouble and does not need to talk nonsense."

"Our innate mission is to guard Chiyuan, not to let the Chiyuan fire that has been extinguished for more than 3000 years be rekindled, and to be martyred when necessary. The resentment of the two battles of Pingyuan is sealed under Chiyuan, you know that , From 3000 years ago to the present, every time there is a natural disaster, war, or military disaster, Chiyuan will resonate. I was born in World War II, and the previous patriarch used himself as a sacrifice at that time to pacify Chiyuan, who was about to burst into flames. You want to ask me what kind of spiritual creature changed me, I’m sorry, I don’t know, maybe I’m not a spiritual creature, but a freak.”

Only the devil can suppress the group of demons, and the gods will only serve as sacrifices and let them share and eat.

Whoever gets the role of "Heavenly God" will be really bad luck for eight lifetimes.

"But having said that, 'Martyrdom' is such an errand, whoever wants to go, I can't come," Xuan Ji turned on the faucet, rinsed his hair casually with cold water, and then he didn't care if there were people watching, and directly In front of Sheng Lingyuan, he took off the "backless outfit" on his body, picked up a sweater from the paper bag next to him, and put it on, "I'm sorry, the glorious tradition has been passed down to my generation. I believe in something, I don’t like to be responsible, and I don’t intend to “sacrifice” for any reason. If something goes wrong, I can only do my best to make Chi Yuan calm down. Are you relieved? So far, we have not had any conflicts, have we?"

Sheng Lingyuan's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but Xuan Ji only felt that that gentle and affectionate face was purely painted skin, no matter how pleasing to the eye, he didn't bother to appreciate it when he thought of the scum underneath. .

He took away his wallet and mobile phone, and the fast food bag - anyway, His Majesty doesn't like junk food - tore open the door of the room and left: "Goodbye."

There is no conflict between greatness and meanness.

The merits can illuminate the future, but cannot illuminate the black heart of His Majesty for thousands of years.

Some people are widowed and lonely is the tragedy of fate, and some people just deserve it.It would be good for a bastard like Sheng to be listed in the history books, and there is really no need to go down to earth to make friends.

Xuan Ji planned to go downstairs to the front desk to get another room by herself, but just after getting on the elevator, the phone rang again, it was still Xiao Zheng.

Xuan Ji picked it up angrily: "Is it over? Dad just finished working overtime. If you let me stop for two seconds, can you suffocate? How much overtime will you give me... What?"

As soon as Xuan Ji left, the hotel room suddenly became empty, and there was still a burnt smell in the air—the iron chain just now left a trail of dust on the snow-white wall.

Sheng Lingyuan stood there in a daze for a while, stretched out his hand to brush the dust, and the dust fell off the wall automatically, leaving a lonely fist in his palm.

"How could he be..."

Xuan Ji said that he didn't know what changed in him, but Sheng Lingyuan recognized the bone engraved with the character "Feng" at a glance - because he carved the character with his own hands.

He closed his eyes gently, and the ashen hand he was holding was trembling a little.

According to the history books, Emperor Ping initiated the melee in Kyushu, and this person only played two roles in the stories made up by later generations, either a greedy careerist with a green face and fangs, or the ignorant Erbaiwu.

But in fact, a war can be fought for a long time and the lives are devastated, which cannot be attributed to a mortal.

3000 years ago, Chiyuan was not called "Chiyuan", but "Nanming Valley", which was the habitat of the sacred bird Suzaku.

The status of the divine bird Suzaku is very special. On the one hand, it is revered among the demon clan, and on the other hand, it is also regarded as the patron saint of the southern land by the human race. It has been enshrined in temples for generations, and it ranks among the four saints.

There is earth fire magma at the bottom of Nanming Valley, and the temperature is extremely high. Except for the flamingos, it is difficult for humans and monsters to get close to it. It is a natural moat.The human race and the monster race are separated by this natural moat, and they are clearly separated.

However, natural disasters ignore people's wishes.

The origin of the melee in Kyushu should be a major earthquake that occurred in Nanming Valley before the first Pingyuan battle.

It is said that the earthquake turned the entire Nanming Valley upside down, from the capital of the human race in the north to the demon capital in the south, everyone felt the shock strongly.In the winter of that year, the ice in the Yaozu City was more than two inches thicker than in previous years. In the following year, it was already April when the world was full of beauty, and the willows in the Yaozu territory were still not green.

The demon king was terrified and personally presided over the sacrifice to the sky, but unfortunately, the sky didn't accept that.

In the third year, even the temperature in Nanming Valley dropped, and a large amount of spiritual energy in the territory of the Yaozu was lost for unknown reasons. The Yaozu is different from human beings. Clans—especially some of the more noble clans, it is difficult to have offspring, because the climate in the demon world has changed drastically and the spiritual energy has been lost. More than [-]% of the little demons born that year were stillborn.

Just as the temperature in Nanming Valley dropped, many monster races naturally wanted to migrate to the land of the human race to seek a living.

However, the human race also faces the same problem. Although people do not use "spiritual energy", they have to eat.

The climate suddenly changed, and there would naturally be famine in the fields.

When everyone is rich in food and clothing, foreign visitors are "friends coming from afar".Moreover, the difference between the human race and the demon race is huge, and they have been separated from each other for thousands of years. They can't urinate in the same pot, so conflicts are just a matter of course.

As a result, the Suzaku, the sacred bird of Nanming Valley, was caught between the two tribes, in a dilemma.

The patriarch of the Suzaku clan had no choice but to "invite" out of the clan's Lihuo, seeing that the two sides were fighting twice in three days, and there was a risk of a big war, so he had to "invite" out of the clan's Lihuo, and forcibly lit the Nanming Valley to separate the human race from the monster race.

But at this moment, Emperor Ping did a very wicked thing, which is why later generations often put the shit pot of the Kyushu melee on his head-he set up a "suppressing chaos army" composed of human monks, Aiming at those monster clans who sneaked across the Nanming Valley and couldn't go back temporarily because of the closed passage, relying on the large number of people on their own territory, they slaughtered and hunted these monster clans wantonly, and let out words, the monster clan stepped into Wang Tuban step, must be executed.

The demon king was enraged, and the whole demon was boiling with fighting spirit.

Suzaku may have been incensed for too long, and they really thought they were gods. At this point, they still wanted to use their own efforts to go against the general trend of the times, and they refused to give way.

The demon king tried hard and soft, but failed, and decided that the position of the Suzaku clan was unclear, so he pretended to be soft and paid homage, and set a trap to destroy the entire Suzaku clan.

The gods collapsed, officially opening a chaotic world full of monsters.

The blood of the divine bird stained Nanming Valley red and started the first tragic battle of Pingyuan, in which 10 people from the monster race died, including Emperor Ping. From then on, Nanming Valley was renamed "Chiyuan".

The monks of the human race used forbidden techniques in the Suzaku Temple that has been worshiped for thousands of years next to Chiyuan.

No one knows what the forbidden technique is, and no one knows whether it will succeed or not.

At that time, nine thunderstorms fell, and the bones of 81 monks of the human race were gone. The temple also fell apart in the fire, leaving only a charred statue of Suzaku.

The moment the god statue hit the rising sun, it turned into dust, and then, the emperor Danli, who was pregnant with Lihuo and turned upside down, was born out of the sky. The relationship between them makes people think about it.

In another 21 years, the melee in Kyushu ended with the fall of the demon king, but the angry Chi Yuan was still burning.

After the young Human Emperor pacified the Quartet, it finally took five years to monopolize the power, uproot Danli who was hindering him, and behead the suburban.But he was still not reconciled, so he turned his head and pinned the rest of his troubles on the heads of the Suzaku clan. First, a government decree bulldozed all the Suzaku temples in the territory, and then led people to dig up the ancestral graves of the sacred birds, and turned them over. A number of bones that could not be burned out of Chiyuan were engraved with 36 orders to seal the bones, and they were placed in Chiyuan.

That little demon is... No. 30 Six Suzaku Bones.

Sheng Lingyuan stood there in a daze. He never expected that the Suzaku Bone, which he had spoiled back then, would have divine consciousness, and for the next 3000 years, he had devoted himself to his duties in Chiyuan...

He has been guarding his corpse that fell in Chiyuan.

"why?"

The author has something to say: the people who were born in World War II were born in the next year, after all, the ancestors were all made by His Majesty