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Tao Ji suddenly raised her head, and a look of joy slowly climbed onto her sad face.

The light from the sky leaked out, and between the flickering and flickering of the light, it seemed that there were birds' tail feathers flying in the air.

"Suzaku..."

A whisper, as if a lover whispered in the ear.

At that moment, the ferocious look on Tao Ji's face seemed to have faded a bit, revealing her usual delicate and charming face.

"Master, is Suzaku resurrected?"

In the gust of wind, Qian Hongfeng's voice seemed more distant.

"It's not Suzaku." Looking at the ray of skylight above the sky and the blood-red mark, Yan Luo frowned.

Tao Ji's face seemed unreal, which made Yan Luo feel uneasy.The lotus blossomed under his feet, he tapped his toes, and turned around to land on Qian Hongfeng's side.

"Master."

"Ah."

Qian Hongfeng stared at the other party for a long time, and then said: "Master just said it wasn't Suzaku, why is that?"

"This formation is indeed a summoning of souls." Yan Luo raised his head and looked at the bird passing through the clouds in the sky.

"Tao Ji did it, and the formation was indeed done."

"what?"

Yan Luo smiled after saying this, "It's a pity, it's a pity, the majestic Suzaku King a hundred years ago turned out to be a fat sparrow in the end."

"..."

The sparrow becomes the Suzaku, and the identity that the Suzaku King has concealed for many years finally reappears after a hundred years.

No wonder Suzaku, known as the undead bird, died, no wonder Tao Ji tried her best to save him, and no wonder... that noble wife of Suzaku never showed up.

Shame, shame.

"But Master, as far as I know, no matter who Tao Ji is resurrected, the gate of hell will be opened."

The water of Suchuan connects to the other side of the ghost world, and it is the only road leading to the ghost world.Once this medium is opened, it is destined to open the door of ghosts.

The blood line connecting the imprint of the inscription had been cut off by Yan Luo, and without restraint, everyone in Songjiazhuang ran out of the hall one after another behind him.

There is still a ghostly aura floating around Taoji's side, seeing the aura of a stranger is like seeing a sweet pastry.Immediately showing a fierce look, he rushed towards everyone in a swarm.

For a while, there was chaos in the hall.

No one cared about the thick black clouds rolling in the sky like a whirlpool. This is the grand scene that the ghost world is about to open.

Yan Luo didn't show any panic after listening to Qian Hongfeng's words. Instead, he looked up calmly and watched the bird transform from its original body into a man.

The man was wearing a black shirt, and on the cloak, the tail feathers of the Suzaku bird were embroidered with gold patterns.Glittering in the light of day.

"Fox."

"Huang Ling!"

It's obviously not Huang, but it's a surname with the character of Huang from the Suzaku Yu family.I didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but now I realized that the name was a huge irony after I knew everything.

"Master, we..."

The black vortex above the head is getting deeper and deeper, and it seems that a sharp claw can be stretched out from the sky in the next moment.

In the previous life, Tao Ji died directly in the sacrifice. Qian Hongfeng had never seen such a scene, but he knew that if the gate of the ghost world was opened again, not only the people of Yao Town would suffer, but the nearest Canghong Sword Sect will also be affected.

But now why does he look at the man standing beside him with a face as indifferent as frost?

"Don't worry, just watch."

There was a fight behind him, and in front of him was a pair of fateful mandarin ducks who reunited after a hundred years, and Qian Hongfeng and Yan Luo, one red and one white, stood in the center watching the play.

A little unkind, Qian Hongfeng thought so.

"Fox, you are still as willful as ever."

A long sigh spewed out from the other party's mouth, presumably it was a confession from the primordial world, with a sense of remoteness.

Tao Ji was dazzled by joy, and didn't notice this difference at all.

When they met again after a hundred years, her eyes were fixed on the other's rather handsome face, and she couldn't get enough of it.

"It's so good, it's so beautiful."

She smiled foolishly, on the contrary, she had a touch of cuteness that only a girl could have.

She laughed like a silver bell, and when she raised her hand to touch his cheek, she saw her blood-stained hand.

Like all little daughters, she was a little embarrassed, quickly hid her hand, and wiped it behind her back.Only then did he dare to stretch out his hand in front of Huang Ling.

The hand she wanted to lightly attach to his cheek was trembling, and there seemed to be crystal tears rolling down the dust on his face.

"Huangling... I didn't expect to see you again."

The hand slowly reached over, but when it touched the opponent's cheek, the slender fingers were empty.She watched helplessly as her hands passed across his face.

"No!! This is impossible!"

Obviously the magic circle has been completed, obviously she resurrected him.But why, everything is still in vain, nothing?

In an instant, Tao Ji's star-like eyes turned crimson.

"Master, this..."

Yan Luo seemed to have known it for a long time, raised his head and looked at the repeated pattern above his head again.

The patterns and imprints are complicated, and every stroke is exquisite.

When Yan Luo withdrew his gaze, he said slowly, "Actually, the story I told you just now is not over yet."

Qian Hongfeng frowned and looked at Yan Luo, but heard the other party's voice clear and shallow. After a long while, she opened her mouth, "That person back then, in order to resurrect himself, he crossed the water of the Su River and asked someone to make a weapon for him. .In the end, he was halfway there, and he forged the Tiger Talisman. He stood in the center of the formation and closed his eyes."

"The formation was activated, and the sound of fighting on the battlefield was heard again in his ears. When he opened his eyes again, he saw that he was actually in the battlefield again, and he seemed to have returned to that battlefield. The dying man A battlefield that has never seen its end."

When Yan Luo said this, his voice paused, and his eyes swept to the two people facing each other in front of him.

"Master, what happened later?"

"Later, Zhang Sheng held the sword and killed a hearty man on the battlefield. Through his eyes, he also saw the appearance of the people after the battlefield when they lived and worked in peace and contentment. It was not until this moment that he realized that the power of the tiger talisman was fundamentally It can’t bring people back to life, what can be done is just a dream come back.”

There seemed to be a golden light falling from the sky, Qian Hongfeng raised his hand to catch it, but the golden light waved away in his hand and disappeared.

Qian Hongfeng stared at the phantom in her hand, and asked again, "What about later?"

"It was only later that Zhang Sheng understood Guo Lai. What he wanted was not the real resurrection, but the regret before death. If the regret is made up, the resurrection will be meaningless."

"Why don't you choose to stay?"

"What to do here, after so many years, things have changed. It's better to reunite with old people on Huangquan Road."

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Coquettish and charming fox beauty x loyal dog handsome brother

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