My old enemy always likes to pull my furry ears

Chapter 85

Xue Huan went to see the head of Cang Tu and said some things. The head of Cang Tu simply said two innocuous words, which roughly meant that he was a hands-off shopkeeper, and other things were under Xue Huan's control.

What about Xue Huan, it is a routine matter. The scourge of the fragments of the gods is left over from the gods. If there is any situation, Cang Tu can't help. Let it enter a secret pavilion, and then erect a stone tablet that idlers should not enter.

Having said that, if the fragment of the god fell into his hands, Xue Huan's first thought was to send it back to the Sangchi, and the next second he remembered that the Sangchi was gone, so he naturally wanted to reopen the Sangchi.

But opening the Sangchi is not as simple as talking about it verbally. First, he still doesn't know how the Sangchi didn't exist; secondly, he lost his memory.I can't retrieve my memory at all, and occasionally the pictures that flash through my mind can't be pieced together because they are too few and too short.

Xue Huan has ten thousand sincere hearts, but he can't shake the cold stone of cruel facts.

What's more, he is still thinking about that scoundrel Yan Zhou!

He didn't know why Yan Zhou's face was still stuck in his mind, it looked like ice, and his eyes were full of reproach.

Who is to blame?me?Xue Huan thought back, even if I gave him a sword, that was my job, so why did I hesitate.

But he couldn't stop thinking about it for a long time, not because he regretted it, but because he felt that he should be thinking about Yan Zhou.

He couldn't think of a reason, so he could only attribute it to being a qualified opponent and fool him.

That night, Xue Huan tossed and turned, his eyelids could not cover his sleepiness, he straightened up from the collapse, his eyes were gloomy, and he cursed Yan Zhou without restraint.

It's not about scolding whoever is upset, as long as Xue Huan closes his eyes, he will definitely see Yan Zhou, lingering, staring at him expressionlessly.

At night, it is easy to have nightmares.

Xue Huan successfully lost his sleepiness, sat cross-legged for a while, put on his coat, opened the door and went out.

Tonight's moon is gray and dull, and even the stars in the night have lost their brilliance.In the evening, the thick summer wind is getting weaker, and the heat in the air stirs the chirping of insects, which is sharp and disturbing.

Xue Huan was walking on a grassy path, he heard insects singing but could not see the shadows of insects, and he could not see the moon when he looked up.

He came to the observatory in a few steps, and leaned against the stone wall, his eyes were full of darkness, and occasionally there was a little bit of moonlight that was not so bright.

Legend has it that there is a glorious and holy moon palace on the moon. There is a beautiful woman living in the moon palace. She can dance and make sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing. She is alone, lonely for a long time, always hoping that someone else will pass by and enter her place.

Her place is very big and very cold, the woman waited for a long time, and a man came. The man was dressed in rough clothes, and he was a reckless man. There was no love in his eyes, and there were only a few sweet-scented osmanthus trees that could be sold, so he cut down the trees. Yes, leaving the woman behind.

From then on, the moon palace became colder and colder, without the fragrant osmanthus tree, except for the rabbit that was picked up, no animals or people approached, the woman became depressed and ill, and never stepped out of the moon palace.

The story of the moon is the past of the moon god. She never shows up, and it is not known whether there is such a person somewhere.

Xue Huan looked at the bright moon. Tonight's moon was gloomy. He wondered if the gods in the moon palace were hurting something.

"Sad God..." Xue Huan pursed his lips lightly, and muttered softly, "I'm the one who broke my heart..."

Annoyed, he couldn't sleep well, always depressed and wanted to shout loudly, but this is Nanyu, there are no mountains and cliffs, where would he turn into a wolf and shout to the sky.

Besides, yelling is useless, and it takes effort.

Xue Huan was silent for a while, and the palm of his hand called out Da Yin for no reason.

Big sound, no blade, with patterns of poinciana wood engraved on both ends, and the golden thread on the pattern can emit a shocking chill as long as it is illuminated a little bit. One of the most powerful martial arts.

As we all know, Shenwu is the guardian of the Lord.

Dayin is no exception, but...

With the thought sword going slanted, Xue Huan suddenly changed the direction of Da Yin in his hand, and hit his chest hard.

Dayin was indeed protecting the Lord, and his spiritual method walked past him, not wanting to hurt him, but how could Xue Huan let it overwhelm him with his determined thoughts.

The strength gradually increased and was unquestionable. After all, Dayin couldn't resist his intentions, restrained his own strength, and let Xue Huan do what he wanted to do as he wished.

As a result, the long stick hit the pain in the heart, Xue Huan's head slammed, and he felt nosebleeds gushing out instantly, followed by a shard-like picture blooming like fireworks. He just wanted to reach out to grab it, but his consciousness lost consciousness first.

It's really cold and dark here. Xue Huan's body is stiff, he can't move, and his vision is only a small piece.

A circle of golden things shone around him, like sunlight, but without warmth.

After a while, a person came over and stopped two meters away from him, refusing to move forward. Xue Huan tried to open his eyes to see clearly, but in vain.

Soon, he heard someone's voice, it was very empty and thick.

"He's gone, by choice."

The sorrow that suddenly rose in his heart was like a sharp thorn, piercing his whole body. Xue Huan was like a stick in his throat. He heard his own crying voice saying: "This is impossible. I am still here. How could he leave?"

Xue Huan should be lying on the ground, because he can only see the toe of the visitor's shoe.

After hearing no answer, Xue Huan said again: "He promised me, as long as he surrenders the phoenix seeds, as long as he is willing to save everyone, you will let him go, and also let me go."

The man sighed, shook his head heavily, and said: "You guys were wrong in the first place, Sangchi didn't allow what happened in the Cholera Heavenly Palace, besides, he didn't really realize that he made a mistake, this is the punishment he deserves. "

The word "punishment" clanged loudly, like two stones hitting Xue Huan's heart. He gasped uncontrollably, feeling extremely desolate in his heart. The dazzling golden light around him turned into shining fangs, and opened his bloody mouth towards him. , nakedly suppressing him.

"Lie to me...why do you keep me locked here..." Xue Huan's voice gradually weakened, his eyelids were heavy, and he couldn't wait for the answer, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and then fell into darkness completely.

"Someone has to pay the consequences."

If you heard me right, that's what the man said in the last sentence.

As if it had been a long time, and it seemed only a moment, Xue Huan opened his eyes again, and he saw the back of a person.

This time he was standing, but still unable to move.

He tried to reach out his hand to the back, but he could move his hand but not his feet, so he opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"So this is what you want, you want me to save everyone, right?" said the figure from behind, his voice wrapped in incomprehensible emotions.

"If I don't save it, it's my choice. Why are you persuading me for them?"

Xue Huan wanted to open his mouth to speak, he knew what to say in his heart, but he still couldn't say it, he could only look at that figure from the back, he didn't turn around, he didn't look at himself.

He should be very sad.

The same is true in my own heart.

"Let me try."

The figure from behind said one last sentence, and then left without looking back.

He didn't turn around from the beginning to the end, and Xue Huan didn't know who he was, and didn't see what he looked like.

In the next scene, there was no one. Xue Huan saw a pair of huge flaming wings rushing up to the sky. His heart was stung by those wings. Countless sparks fell and fell around him, and the whole sky was dyed red. , The Heavenly Palace, with a radius of ten thousand li, is empty and deserted.

A small spark landed under his eyes, causing him a little pain.

He kept looking up, his eyes were filled with that flaming red, and then there was nothing.

The pair of unknown wings disappeared before his eyes, taking nothing away, but brought him boundless falling pain.

His heart was full of melancholy, and he had nowhere to rest.

Blood flowed out of Xue Huan's mouth. He frowned tightly, opened his eyes slightly, and cruelly refused to let go of Da Yin's hand. He clenched his teeth and stabbed hard into his body desperately.

He wanted to see who that person was, and he wanted to understand what was causing the pain in his heart.

He thought about everything and didn't want to live in ignorance.

But this time, no matter how much he trampled on himself, Dayin sensed his master's intentions, and refused to use any more force, and the spiritual source always flowed to protect Xue Huan's heart.

He wanted to see it, but Da Yin refused to let him see it.

In the end, Xue Huan vomited the last remaining blood, and the scarlet blood in his eyes disappeared. He clutched his heart to recall, gasped for breath, and the voice in his throat trembled in an unreasonable way.

He calmly closed his eyes and breathed, adjusting the confusion that hadn't come out yet.

Whose those fiery red wings belonged to, and what was their relationship with him? This had already appeared for the second time.

Is... is it Phoenix?

What exactly is a phoenix, and is it really a sinful existence in the God Realm?

Xue Huan didn't remember any of it, and now, he desperately needed to know.

-

The next day, Xue Huan went to apply for Nanyu's Zangshu Pavilion early in the morning. He spent the whole morning there, read a bunch of useless idle books, and came back here for three questions in a daze.

Si Xia didn't have any eyesight, so he put on a smiling face and asked him to teach him how to tap flowers into knives.

Xue Huan was not in this mood at first, and couldn't stand the little girl's soft-heartedness. In order to pay the responsibility of being a master, Xue Huan taught.

He made Si Xia concentrate, with vigor in his heart, concentrated his whole body and mind on his right hand, and permeated the power of opening up the world.

Si Xia's aptitude is not very good, so he taught him a few more times and patiently guided him, and he is slowly getting better.What started out as an indescribable paste formed a straight line, which is quite impressive.

Xue Huan was very relieved, and praised: "Young children can be taught, and they do not disgrace their mission."

"That's right." The little girl was also happy, "My fifth spirit has always produced a large number of talents, and I am one of them. In the future, I will make a name for myself and carry forward my swordsmanship. When a lot of people come to pay homage to the door, we will be prosperous."

He Wangxun listened aside, and said with a smile: "I hope you can teach them well by then, and don't teach them wrong."

Si Xia snorted and said proudly: "I am their senior sister, they all admire me, first learn how to raise squirrels."

I haven't mastered my kung fu yet, so I can daydream well.

Xue Huan: "If you dream well, there is still a chance to come true."

"You say I'm better, master, or your pro-disciple?"

Xue Huan glanced lazily. He Wangxun just finished feeding the two little things, clapped his hands, and asked, "Master, where did you go this morning?"

"Oh, just find something." Xue Huan replied vaguely, stretched out his hand to tease the little thing, and said, "We still have a Wenzhou merchant that is still closed, so I can send some delicious food."

As soon as the words came out, Si Xia, who practiced flower blade, rushed over to recommend himself: "I'll go!"

As she said, she rushed out with both hands empty-handed, and Xue Huan couldn't even scream from behind.

"Why are you running so fast? Did you bring anything? Give Wenshang some air to eat! Hey!"

I don't know if the little girl heard, or pretended to be deaf, Xue Huan was speechless, and He Wangxun explained: "Si Xia is close to Wen Shang, since she came back once, every time I go to visit, she rushes to go. of."

"Really, what benefits does Wen Shang give her, she slips faster than a rabbit."