Yi Hanzhi was silent for a while, and said, "Do you know what is the relationship between me and Shen Wuchang?"
Guan Xiaozhao replied concisely: "The good friends who were once broke off and then reconciled with each other."
Yi Han's eyebrows were half-closed, and he slowly said, "The relationship between Shen Wuchang and I is different from before. Handan Yijia no longer exists. He has been in power for hundreds of years in the complicated Baimo City."
He raised his eyes to Guan Xiaozhao, and tapped his fingers on the table case unconsciously: "Nowadays, I don't dare to guess what he thinks. Whether it is a script or rebirth, I believe it or not, it is of little use. It’s just that you need to tell me unobtrusively that you want to use me or use him to do anything."
Yi Hanzhi's words are not polite, but they are facts.
"I'm looking for someone."
Guan Xiaozhao organized the language and said: "He is called Lan Yuejun. Maybe Shen Wuchang has heard of him, and Jiangling Feng must know his whereabouts."
"But most Jiangling Wind will not tell the truth, so I need City Lord Baimo to put pressure on me."
Listening to Guan Xiaozhao's words, Yi Hanzhi's face became more and more weird.
He asked with difficulty: "Is that your lover? He has lost you, so that's why you want you to hide from your master and spend so much effort to find someone?"
Guan Xiaozhao: "???"
"No!" Guan Xiaozhao denied: "He was just—" For a while, he didn't know how to describe it: "It's just... I am a missing friend."
Yi Hanzhi sneered and said, "A friend who needs the Yi family's daughter to search everywhere and hide his head and show his tail."
Guan Xiaozhao: "..."
She finally knew what it meant to be inexplicable.
Seeing her silent attitude, Yi Hanzhi said: "I can't control what you want, and don't care. I have never participated in most of your life, and I have no place to be beaked. I only hope when you act. Remember, don't shame Yi's family style."
"Don't worry." Guan Xiaozhao said solemnly: "I should remember to teach, don't dare to forget."
Yi Hanzhi didn't take Guan Xiaozhao directly to see Shen Wuchang, but told her to go back to the inn: "I'll check his tone first. If there is news, Heijin will let you know."
Black gold is the name of Soul Eater.
When Guan Xiaozhao returned to the inn, he passed a person on the stairs, but he noticed a very unpleasant atmosphere.
The man was wrapped in a black cloak, and his breath was similar to that of Ning Linghou. But he can't be Ning Linghou, because Guan Xiaozhao can clearly feel that he only has Jin Dan Qi cultivation base.
The person seemed to have just checked out and was about to leave Baimo City. Guan Xiaozhao subconsciously left a trace on him.
If it were normal, she might follow up to determine the identity of that person, but now it is more important for her to wait for Yi Hanzhi's reply.
Leaving traces can at least know his whereabouts.
Guan Xiaozhao did not wait for the news of Heijin, but directly waited for someone to come.
He and Heijin arrived at the door of the inn room together, knocked on the door gently and politely, and then set up a barrier to guard against prying eyes at the moment of entering the door.
It was an elegant and handsome man with a face that couldn't be more familiar.
It's Feng Juxu!
But Feng Juxu was just an external incarnation made by Guan Mulu, and now it is impossible to say who is living in this body.
But the people who came to see her surprise for a moment, showed a faint smile: "You have seen me."
Not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative sentence.
"I have seen this face." Guan Xiaozhao replied tensely: "But if it's not you, it's not clear."
The incoming person suddenly laughed, which made his whole person softened.
"I am Lord Lanyue." He said: "I heard you are looking for me."
He seemed to be strolling in a leisurely courtyard, with a soft and clear voice: "When Shen Baimo told me, he had to say that he was a little surprised-the first time someone came to me on the initiative, it was a novelty."
"Is Shen Wuchang looking for you?" Guan Xiaozhao asked aloud, "Isn't it Jiangling Wind?"
Lan Yuejun raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes full of the wisdom of the elderly: "Listen to you, Shen Baimo shouldn't know me, and Jiangling Feng is my collaborator?"
"Shen Wuchang may know you, but he won't cooperate with you." Guan Xiaozhao felt a little confused in her thinking. In her impression, Shen Wuchang should be afraid to avoid Lanyue Jun.
"So let you down—" Jun Yuejun's tone was full of inquiry: "It is indeed the Baimo City that Shen Baimo invited me to come."
He seemed indifferent: "Since you know who I am, can you let me know who you are?"
"If you are really Jun Yuejun, you will know who I am."
Guan Xiaozhao insisted: "At least, you know who my parents are."
"You know me better than I thought."
If it was an inquiry before, now he shows a stronger interest: "You are Guan Mulu's daughter-I thought it was a secret, but it seems you already know it."
"Tae Si's right eye broke away from the eye socket and turned into the moon. At this moment, Tae Si's body has not fallen down, and the first beam of the moon is shining down. He holds it in his hand, that is, Lord Lan Yue.
Guan Xiaozhao repeated this passage, and Jun Yuejun's expression became more solemn.
Guan Xiaozhao asked, "Do you remember what Guan Mulu did for you?"
Lan Yuejun did not immediately answer. He stared at Guan Xiaozhao's face, as if thinking back to Tai Shi's eternal time.
He slowly said: "The greatest thing Guan Mulu did was to enter the Demon Realm alone and kill Jiuyeluo."
"However, Jiuyeluo is not dead." Guan Xiaozhao's tone was slow and clear, categorically: "But my father died for it."
The news finally shocked Lord Lan Yue, and he asked, "Nine Yeluo... is not dead?"
He had long doubted whether Jiuyeluo survived, but it was the first time he heard the exact facts.
"Jiu Yeluo is not dead, Ning Linghou is also alive." Guan Xiaozhao rubbed his eyebrows: "I want to ask you... Is the Sansheng III Tianxin Killer what you have been looking for? What is the intention?"
"They are all Tae Shih's creations." Guan Xiaozhao's words surprised him, but he still replied: "A total of five artifacts... by gathering their power, you can destroy the Devildom."
Guan Xiaozhao did not question or believe what he said, but asked: "When Guan Mulu was looking for Sanshengshi and Sanshijian, you told him that you would take them away?"
If Lord Lanyue and Guan Mulu have the same goals, why did Guan Mulu put the Sanshengshi in his underground palace and give the Taishijian to Guan Xinyu
"The artifacts are not so easy to gather together."
Lan Yuejun has realized that Guan Xiaozhao knows more things, but he did not rush to question, but slowly replied: "Maybe it will take thousands of years, or tens of thousands of years, or even longer."
"Since you know my existence..." He turned sideways to face the window, and a beam of twilight light scattered from his hands: "This is the mission I was born to exist. As long as the Taishi Continent existed, I existed for as long as possible. ."
"Guan Mulu knows that I will retrieve them someday, but it will be a long time later." His voice was as soft as sawdust from a planed board, soft and soft: "I know why you ask this—because Guan Mulu wants to save the third generation. The sword is given to you. This does not conflict with my mission."
"Maybe I won't find Qi Tae Si's relics for millions of years. Although it is sad to say... But I am prepared for this."
The twilight is not yet over, and the moonlight is too thin. However, in him, it seems that the moonlight has been stored for millions of years. It was a kind of indifferent melancholy, a belief that persisted in the vicissitudes of life, even if it failed.
"I know them."
Guan Xinyu suddenly said: "Sanshengshi, Sanshijian, Tianjuezhong, Haixinlian, Qishayan. I know everything except Tianjuezhong. In fact, it is precisely because of the Sanshengshi that I stand here."
"Sanshengshi?" Lan Yuejun turned around, with a solemn look in his eyes.
"Yes, Sanshengshi." Guan Xiaozhao looked directly at him: "I will be here because I touched the Sanshengshi in Guan Mulu's underground palace."
Guan Xiaozhao could not be too clear. This paragraph of words that seemed to be a dumb riddle can only be understood by Lord Lan Yue.
But Lan Yuejun suddenly laughed. With his smile, he broke the atmosphere of bitterness and enmity that was just like compassion and salvation.
Guan Xiaozhao said strangely: "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing." Lan Yuejun still smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I just think that you come from another world of the same, there is also a me there, and I find it interesting."
Although I was testing before, Guan Xiaozhao was still surprised when Lord Lanyue really clicked, "Do you really know?"
"Sansheng Stone." Lan Yuejun's finger dipped water from the tea cup, and drew three horizontal lines on the wooden table: "You can understand it as past, present, and afterlife, and you can also understand it as past, present, and future."
"I don't know what kind of world you were originally in—" Lord Lanyue covered the tea cup and said: "But it will look the same as here, but with a different world."
"I don't understand." Guan Xiaozhao couldn't help asking: "Is this an illusion, or is it true that I have entered another world?"
"In your mind, this is an illusion, in the hearts of people in this world, this is true. True and false are all in relative terms. How can there be a conclusion?"
"But I want to go back." Guan Xiaozhao shook his head and said, "After all, this is not where I belong in my heart."
Lan Yuejun said with his jaw: "Of course you are going back. Perhaps you have discovered that what seems to have happened in this world is not exactly the same as what you already know—" Water drops dripped from his fingertips and fell. Scattered and lost on the desktop: "Because at this point in time, there is both the past and the future."