What is wrong with raising snakes?

The man in purple obviously didn't fully trust Yan Fenglang yet, squinting his wrinkled eyes, arched his hands to bow to Yan Fenglang, and said: "Master, you must be tired after walking all the way, and I will leave the healing to your servant and other matters." gone."

Yan Fenglang looked at him, and said as a matter of course: "The cypress fairy fell, he is the chief culprit, I still have things to ask."

As soon as these words came out, the man in purple glared and said, "Stop talking nonsense!"

Xuan Qingci sneered, stared into the eyes of the purple-clothed man, and asked back: "Is it nonsense, don't you know it well?"

The purple-clothed man held his breath, thinking that his lord had met a strange person, and the identity of this strange person, indeed, apart from his lord, only he knew.Now being mentioned by others, he has to be vigilant.

He raised his hand to signal the people behind him to back down, and he only spoke softly when there were only three people left in the hall.

"I don't know how the young master would know about Bai Shuxian?"

Yan Fenglang said with a cold face: "Your Majesty is unconscious, but you still doubt my identity?"

The man in purple put his hands behind his back and said: "You two come from unknown places, and the reason why your lord fainted has not yet been found out. The slaves have already thrown you once, and you will never put your lord in unknown danger again."

Xuan Qingci let out a cold snort, and the man in purple stared at him, his red eyes were full of evil spirits, and said in a deep voice: "He is the emperor, but he set fire to the mountain and killed the living beings, even if he couldn't wake up. It's cheap for him."

"Presumptuous! How dare you slander Your Majesty!"

Xuan Qingci smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, then turned to Yan Fenglang and said, "What did God say?"

Hearing the changed address, Yan Fenglang actually felt a little uncomfortable, and frowned slightly and glanced at Xuan Qingci inexplicably.But the man in purple snorted snortly after hearing this call.

It's not that he hasn't heard of such titles before, and the person in front of him doesn't know where he is a counterfeit.

However, I heard the person called "Shangshen" say:

"It's okay, people are mortal."

After all, only the person in purple was left in the entire hall.

He stared blankly at the empty hall, as if he hadn't realized what happened. He stayed there for half a stick of incense before finally reacting, rushed out of the hall in a panic, and shouted at the people outside. .

"Quickly bring the God back to me—!"

Yan Fenglang, who left the palace, reappeared in Taoyuan Village at the foot of the Cypress Forest Mountain.The three consecutive days of fires destroyed many crops, and Taoyuan Village was no exception.But this time, there was another reason.

Xuan Qingci saw many villagers leaving Taoyuan Village pushing small carts, children sitting in the cart, babbling and singing nursery rhymes circulated the day before yesterday.The crowd was full of old and weak women and children, and there was not a single man in sight.

Xu Shi sensed the aura of Taoyuan Village, and the bamboo slips in Yan Fenglang's hand trembled slightly. He was a little puzzled, and he put his two fingers together to call out the restless soul inside.

It was Song Qingying who appeared in front of her eyes.

"Why, do you want to see them?" Xuan Qingci couldn't help asking.

Song Qingying sighed, nodded, and said: "I have lived in Taoyuan Village for seventy years, and I have seen too much. Now that Taoyuan Village wants people to go to Loukong, I... can't let it go."

"After death, people always want to return to their lifetime, but so what if they go back." Yan Fenglang said with a complicated expression behind his hands.

Song Qingying looked at Yan Fenglang and said, "If God has a family, he will always remember it like I do."

After saying that, he glanced at Xuan Qingci, but the latter looked at the villagers who had left home and didn't notice Song Qingying's eyes at all.

Yan Fenglang took advantage of the situation and looked over, and said in an unclear tone: "I am alone, if I add more worries, it will become a burden."

Hearing these words, Xuan Qingci quietly turned his face, looking at Yan Fenglang with a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

Yan Fenglang immediately turned his face away, and changed his tone: "If you can match me, it's a different matter."

Song Qingying lowered her head and chuckled, and changed the subject: "God please, let me take another look at that memory."

"I will go with you."

Taoyuan Village, which was almost evacuated, was in a depression. It was even more bleak than when Xuan Qingci first came. The crooked old man leaned on a cane and carried things on his back, bending their waists even lower, as if To plant headlong into the soil.

Xuan Qingci was puzzled, it seemed that this place had been looted by something, but the looters were not property or women, but those men.

Song Qingying walked lightly on the road, looking around with nostalgia.Xuan Qingci followed behind him. He noticed that there was no shadow under Song Qingying's feet, but she was dragging her clothes on the ground. He wanted to step on it to see if he could penetrate the clothes...

Song Qingying was trampled on her clothes all of a sudden, and couldn't move forward no matter what, when she turned around, she saw Xuan Qingci's expression of "it's so".

"Young master... loose your feet."

"I thought I could go through it."

Yan Fenglang glanced at him and explained: "You are a monster, so you can touch it naturally."

"Why?"

"The soul power of demons is far superior to that of ordinary people, and the reason why souls exist is because they have too much power in their lives, combined with the aura of heaven and earth to form soul power, so they can become souls that you and I can see. Above. When the soul power is equal...you can touch it."

Xuan Qingci had a clear expression on his face, and suddenly asked: "Then those with low power of thought..."

"It will be me..." Yan Fenglang stopped him suddenly, "What do you think I do?"

"If you encounter someone with extremely high mind power and extremely high soul power, it will be extremely difficult to put away..." Xuan Qingci blinked and asked curiously.

Yan Fenglang frowned, and said, "Well... not yet." There will never be a creature with a higher soul power than mine in the world.

He saw the disappointed look on Xuan Qingci's face, leaned over and asked him: "Why, are you disappointed?"

"Shangshen has collected countless souls, I thought... there would always be troublesome souls." Xuan Qingci said.

He recalled this period of getting along, and suddenly found that Yan Fenglang was strong when he was strong, and weak when he was weak. This time, he forcibly took down the flashlight and took away the wolf king's soul under the nose of the sky.But when facing the Shuyuan earlier, he couldn't get it for a while.

Xuan Qingci stared at Yan Fenglang, his desire to know the depth of his strength became stronger and stronger.

Seeing his bright red eyes, Yan Fenglang asked in a low voice, "Do you want to know me?"

Xuan Qingci, who had seen through his intentions, rolled his eyes and replied: "That day I saw God facing the sky alone, which really made me admire."

Hearing these words, Yan Fenglang always felt that something was meant, and his eyes towards Xuan Qingci became complicated.

"Yan Jun and the Heavenly Emperor were born in the same line, and they are both ancient gods, with their own strength to fight against the sky."

Xuan Qingci was taken aback by Song Qingying's words, and the guess about the word "brother" in his mind was finally confirmed.

Yan Fenglang watched Song Qingying walk into the Song family compound, pondering over the phrase "fight against the sky", and did not know where such words came from, Di Ku was already on guard against himself, if he listened to him ...

He took a deep breath and made a dark decision.

Mrs. Song obviously did not expect to see Yan Fenglang again, and after three years, fine wrinkles appeared on her face.

Yan Fenglang also saw some silver threads on her temples, and couldn't help sighing that death hits the living so hard.

"Mrs. Song, long time no see."

"Shangxian..." As soon as Mrs. Song opened her mouth, her nose was sour and her throat was slightly choked up. For a while, she couldn't speak anymore, she just waved her hand to greet him and Xuan Qing to enter the hospital.

Song Qingying stood beside Mrs. Song, looking at her affectionately but with reluctance. She covered her hair with her palm, but never touched it.Mrs. Song didn't have any perception, looked at the two in front of her, poured a pot of tea herself, and carried it over.

Xuan Qingci stared at Song Qingying beside Mrs. Song, watching him follow Mrs. Song's step by step, watching him pass through her hand every time he wanted to hold Mrs. Song's hand.

When Mrs. Song was pouring tea for Xuan Qingci, she finally discovered something: "Why does your lord keep staring at me?"

"Ah, nothing."

Mrs. Song returned to her seat, and finally calmed down her emotions. After calming down a little, she asked, "I don't know why you two are here?"

"I wonder if Madam still remembers the five-day agreement?" Yan Fenglang looked at her and asked.

Mrs. Song pursed her lips and smiled, and said: "Shangxian has great powers, and the matter will be resolved within five days..." At the end, there was a trace of sadness in her expression, as if she was feeling sad that the culprit was actually her husband.

"By the way, I walked all the way and saw many villagers going out, but there were no men in the village... What's the reason?" Yan Fenglang continued to ask.

Mrs. Song sighed heavily, and said: "Two years ago, the emperor ordered [-] soldiers to go to war, and all the men in the village were taken away, leaving only us old and weak women and children. Now the cypress forest is on fire, almost After burning all the crops in Taoyuan Village, there is no way for us people to make a living, so we have to leave here and go to Beihuang City to find some livelihood."

Xuan Qingci repeated in doubt: "Conscription for war?"

Mrs. Song nodded, and suddenly thought of something, "Ah" said: "I heard that you met a fairy, said to be a tree fairy. Over the past year, he has won many battles and his morale has soared. But... "

"But what?" Xuan Qingci asked.

Mrs. Song glanced at him, and shook her head helplessly: "But my Gaolan country is a small country, how can I stand up to such a battle like yours. I heard that the tree fairy was injured in a sea battle and left you. Then he sent people to set fire to the mountain, trying to force out the tree fairy... who would have thought that the fire would burn for three whole days..."

Xuan Qingci frowned, and there was a touch of anger in his tone: "The fire is burning the mountain, he is really a 'Mingjun'."

Yan Fenglang glared at him, and said to Mrs. Song: "Did the tree fairy say when he would come back? Does your lord know that he is injured?"

Mrs. Song tilted her head and thought for a moment before replying to him: "I heard that the tree fairy was injured before the naval battle. I heard from people in Beihuang City that the tree fairy was struck by lightning when the king ascended the throne, and the tree fairy turned into a I planted a big tree and blocked the lightning strike for the king..."

"When did this happen!" Yan Fenglang asked closely, with a slightly nervous expression.

Mrs. Song was taken aback by his sudden raised voice, then faltered and said: "I guess...it happened a month ago..."

Yan Fenglang's heart sank suddenly. A month ago...that is to say...the lightning bolt that penetrated the wolf king also penetrated Cang Yunbai. It fell on the emperor.

Xuan Qingci looked at Yan Fenglang, wondering what he was thinking, and seeing Song Qingying holding Mrs. Song's hand beside him, he couldn't help but think of another thing.

"Madam, do you know about Qin Dongmei?"