East China Sea dust

In the southwest corner of the palace, in the underground dungeon, a nearly withered rotten tree was completely immersed in the icy cold sea water, and the clear and shallow water covered it rippling, reflecting star-point waves.

The water prison is directly connected to Houhai, and the smell of salty and damp sea water fills the entire prison, and the waves gently push and slap on the mossy stone wall, making a few muffled sounds.

The guard at the door saw Ao Zhan approaching not far away, immediately unlocked the door, and pushed open the stone door of the dungeon.

The gate of the dungeon, which was hung with chains made of thousand-year-old black iron, slowly moved to the two sides. The chains rubbed against each other, and the sour and sharp sound echoed in the courtyard, bringing out a bit of cold air for no reason.

With the sound of "squeak", the pale moonlight poured in along the crack of the door, spread out on the stairs extending downward, revealing the dark and accumulated blood stains on the ground.

Ao Zhan walked down the dungeon expressionlessly, the torch fixed between the cracks of the stone bricks burned silently, the mottled and dancing flames illuminated the man's cold and hard face, making his pupils extremely dark.

The dungeon is not as cramped as imagined, it is spacious and cold, with tung oil lamps lit at the four corners, faintly illuminating the confined space made of bricks and stones.

In the center of the prison is a deep pool half a foot square, and the wall of the pool is engraved with intricate incantations, which connects to the sea.

The crimson spirit-binding lock bound the flower demon in the middle of the pool, and without the phantom formation to supply her with spiritual energy, Yao Yitang looked half-human, half-demon, with his eyes closed, and a pale dead air on his face.

The woman's upper body can still maintain a human shape for the time being, but the lower half has long since turned back to twisted tree roots.

Under the dim candlelight, the spirit-binding locks are inextricably intertwined and intertwined.

Ao Zhan stood with his hands behind his back, with a look of lack of interest. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced miserably at the woman's bloody chest, with a half-smile expression on his face.

Steward Wang had been waiting in the dungeon early in the morning, and now he bowed and followed Ao Zhan, saying in a low voice, "My lord...it's been an hour, and this flower demon still doesn't want to say anything."

The old man's low and hoarse voice echoed in the empty water prison, mixed with the gurgling sound of the surging tide.

"I don't know anything," the flower demon closed her eyes, her voice was rough, and there was deep exhaustion in it: "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

Several extremely deep gullies suddenly appeared between Steward Wang's forehead, his mung bean eyes were narrowed, and he cast a sharp look at the crabapple flower: "...you!"

His cultivation level is naturally much higher than Yao Yitang's. Facing this hundred-year-old flower demon, with just one glance, the power around him seems to be transformed into substance, causing the opponent to spit out another mouthful of blood.

"It's okay." Ao Zhan suddenly interrupted the butler's movements, waved his hands casually, and said calmly: "Just keep locking it."

The eyes of the spirit formation are all under his control at this time, the ancient formation is rare, and the phantom formation is the best among them.Now that the formation is about to be destroyed, it still has the value of recycling. As far as the master behind it is concerned, the situation on Ao Zhan's side is unclear.

Therefore, whether it is saving people or abandoning children, it is worthwhile to come and find out.When the time comes, some people will naturally throw themselves into the trap.

Hearing what Ao Zhan said, Yao Yitang slowly opened his eyes.

Probably without the influence of the big formation, the violence in the eyes of the flower demon faded, and the whole person became silent and calm since entering the water prison.

With the help of a few scattered candles in the dungeon, he carefully looked at the man standing in front of him.

Qinglong's bloodline is strong and noble, and his cultivation is profound, so when he transforms into a human form, he must also be handsome and tall.Wearing a black and gold wide-sleeved brocade robe with a dignified atmosphere, his eyes are full of light that looks down on all sentient beings.

Compared with a flower demon like her who has been cultivating halfway, it's a stark difference.

Laughing self-deprecatingly, suppressing the bloody smell rising from his throat, Yao Yitang slowly lowered his eyes...But at the last moment of restraining his gaze, a small half-silver luster was faintly revealed between the cloth of the man's sleeves I blinked.

The woman's hands tightened suddenly, her almond eyes opened wide, and she suddenly leaned forward regardless of the shackles of the binding lock, her five fingers turned into sharp claws, and she was about to rush towards Ao Zhan!

Because of Yao Yitang's actions, the sea water also became rustling and violently churned.Fulingsuo sensed the spirit monster's intention to flee, and the blood-red silk thread immediately tightened and cut the flesh of the blooming demon, and a sticky and damp smell of blood immediately permeated the dungeon.

Ao Zhan frowned, and subconsciously took a step sideways to avoid the turbulent sea water.

But it just so happened that because of this action, a small piece of silver jewelry that was hanging loosely on the hem of the man's clothes fell from between the fabrics, and lay quietly on the ground with a soft "click".

The candlelight flickered in the dark, and only the shape of a Ruyi head could be vaguely seen, with a long and thin chain attached to it, giving off a pale light.

"Ao Zhan!" Yao Yitang yelled, as if someone had pulled out his scales, his eyes were shattered, and he stared at the silver ornament on the ground, completely losing his silent and indifferent appearance just now.

The eyes were bloodshot, the woman frowned, and asked sharply: "Why do you have my son's longevity lock on you?!" Immersed in shock and panic, I naturally didn't notice the same flash of light in Ao Zhan's eyes. Surprised and explored.

"You, don't..." After the anger subsided, the flower demon, who forcibly calmed down, withdrew her sharp claws, her eyes were flushed, she shook her head and said indiscriminately: "Don't do anything to him, don't kill him."

Bending down, Ao Zhan picked up the plain silver necklace from the ground, held it in his hand and looked at it for a moment.

This necklace was obviously carried between his robes in a hurry... Ao Zhan recalled the only young man he had contact with recently, his eyes darkened involuntarily.

Thinking about it this way, he must have brought the Longevity Lock from Zhang Qinglan inadvertently.

Ao Zhan's face darkened, thinking that he didn't know what kind of temper this person had, he really put all the miscellaneous things on him.

Hearing the obvious retreat and weakness in the flower demon's tone, the man withdrew his thoughts, and then grabbed the longevity lock into his palm again.

"Since that's the case," Ao Zhan simply followed the plan, Ao Zhan raised his eyes like knives, and looked at the woman in front of him with a half-smile: "Let's explain clearly what should be said and what should not be said."

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Yao Yitang's own story is actually very simple, even if it is written on paper, it is only a few words.

A hundred years ago, Yecheng was just a declining county, and Yao Yitang was not a monster at that time.

She lost her parents when she was [-] or [-] years old, and she barely survived by making some paper-cut embroidery and selling money, and by giving relief from well-meaning neighbors.

After a long time, he has become the best craftsman within a hundred miles. Whether it is window grille embroidery or sugar figurine paper carving, the things he makes are exquisite and flexible, and the price is fair.Everyone also takes care of her business, and she buys decorations and window grilles for decorating the home during the New Year and holidays.

So passed three years.

I never thought that such a peaceful and beautiful life would only last for such a short three years.

Three years later, a wealthy businessman moved into Ye City. The son of the wealthy businessman's family met her accidentally and fell in love at first sight.The young master fell in love with Yao Yitang's appearance, and was tempted for a moment, and used some random means to easily bring him home.

Although the beginning was a robbery, it can be said that Yao Yitang is just an ordinary peasant girl.At first, the young master treated her very gently and generously. The two even traveled together and saw all kinds of customs and customs.

In just two years, Yao Yitang has already sunk into it and cannot extricate himself.Even though she has no name or identity, she fell in love with the young master during several years of getting along, and even gave birth to a son for him.

It's just that the good times didn't last long, and the suffering she suffered a few years ago finally reappeared, which made her lose her appearance.Soon, the young master got tired of seeing Yao Yitang's old-fashioned face, and even the number of times he came to her run-down house was reduced by half.

After just three months, Yao Yitang witnessed the marriage between the young master and the prime minister's daughter.

On the night when the two got married, she rushed into the main hall like crazy and asked him why he treated her like this.

In the end, the young master in the red wedding dress only glanced at the rough decoration on the woman's body, and said indifferently: "You are no longer beautiful, but you are just an orphan girl, which is of no help to my family. What capital do you think you have to stay here? "

...The ruthlessness and ignorance are evident.

In the end, her son was tortured to death by the prime minister's jealous daughter.He also became depressed and became ill, and was dying of serious illness.

Just before he died, a tall man in a heavy gray robe suddenly appeared at the gate of the other courtyard that he hadn't seen for a long time.

There was not a single maid in the yard, so the stranger naturally came to Yao Yitang's bedside easily, ignored the woman's panic and surprise, and just told her in a low voice that there was an ancient secret treasure hidden under the ground of this other courtyard.

As long as a drop of her blood, the treasure can be activated to help her revenge.

On his deathbed, Yao Yitang was in great pain.No amount of love in the past will soon turn into deep hatred.So she nodded her head, and passed out after a while.

When he woke up again, he found that he had turned into the withered crabapple tree in the courtyard, completely separated from the mortal body, and became a flower demon.

The stranger of unknown origin really didn't lie to him, Yao Yitang's demon power was so powerful, he directly killed the young master and the woman under the impetus of hatred.

After that, he lived alone for hundreds of years.

……

Yao Yitang's eyes were blank: "I have lived for a hundred years, and I have never met that man in the gray robe again."

"Until half a year ago, he suddenly appeared in front of me, brought me back to the old site of the other courtyard, and told me that it was time to activate the formation under the other courtyard."

Deliberately avoiding Ao Zhan's scrutinizing eyes, Yao Yitang pursed his lips, and then said: "The formation is called 'Return to Dream', and it can reconstruct a space based on some things that really happened."

"I heard that at the beginning, the person who built the formation just wanted to use the formation to reproduce some past scenes. After he fell, Huimeng was transformed into a killing formation by the caring people of later generations."

Although the flower demon has low spiritual power, her hatred is endless, and strong feelings have always been Sha Zhen's favorite nourishment.In addition, she lived near the big formation all year round, and there was a formation spirit in the formation, so the moment she died and turned into a monster, by chance, she concluded a contract with the formation spirit under the root of the tree.

"The man in gray told me that there is a real dragon hidden in Ye City. As long as the real dragon is introduced into the formation, he can remind my son of the past life."

Suddenly realizing that Ao Zhan might not be clear about the joints, Hua Yao hurriedly added: "Bi Xin."

His hands were tightly bound by the spirit-binding lock, Yao Yitang closed his eyes, and suppressed his uneasiness: "...the child with the longevity lock is the reincarnation of my son. I have been hiding him in the phantom formation all this time. In the rift space in the middle, the right should be protected."

After finally finding the reincarnation of her dearest relatives, she was so willing to drop her blood into the formation and serve as the eye of the formation.In the meantime, some clumsy lies were told, trying to cover up the truth.

"That's all I know," Yao Yitang took a deep breath, "Ao Zhan, give me back my son."