Chongguang coughed lightly, immediately straightened his clothes, stood up solemnly, and said in a very formal manner, "Why is Yang Yanghuan being a teacher?"
Anyang didn't bother to pay attention to his master's pretence, and asked in a serious tone, "Does master know why the devil is targeting us?"
Chongguang sighed, his tone was full of vicissitudes and helplessness, as well as inexplicable sadness, and he said with a master demeanor: "—I don't know."
Anyang: "… "
Anyang turned around and left, he was desperate for this unreliable master.
After Anyang left, Chongguang was the only one left in the hall, and everyone else was outside trying to solve the crisis.
Chongguang sighed, raised his hand to his eyes and stared at it blankly. After a long time, he smiled bitterly and said, "People really can't do bad things in their whole life."
Hundreds of years ago, he inadvertently obtained an ancient book, and accidentally learned the news of the artifact from the few words in it.
Everyone wants an artifact, and Chongguang is no exception.
But the trace of the divine tool was on Venerable Lord Xixin, and he dared not reach out no matter how much he wanted, and he endured it for hundreds of years.
Sixteen years ago, Venerable Lord Xixin fell. His spy in Ziwei City accidentally learned that the Lord of Qingbo had the whereabouts of an artifact, and he was instantly ecstatic.
For this news, he sought skin with Venerable Ningyue and Hu, and took this opportunity to join forces with Qingbo to go to the Yu Clan.
His goal is very clear, that is artifact.
He stayed in Xiaoqianjie for too long, but if he ascended immediately, he couldn't let go of Yuxiaomen, and he wanted to take Yuxiaomen to ascend together.
Every disciple in the sect was carefully taught by him, and he was not at ease when he let go of anyone.
And the only thing that can realize his wish is the legendary artifact.
But after he went to the Yu Clan, he didn't find the whereabouts of the artifact, and he didn't even see the Venerable Lord Xixin, who had not fallen but was severely injured in Qingbo's mouth.
This made Chongguang extremely disappointed. He clearly had news about the artifact and knew the traces of the artifact, but the artifact to him was like looking at flowers in a mirror, looking for the moon in a well, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get it.
And on that trip, Qingbo also returned without success.
In the disappointment of Chongguang, a fire burned the entire Yu clan, and those who did not die in the Yu clan were also burned to ashes by the fire.
The temporary venting of anger made Chongguang unable to sleep at night for so many years, and he regretted it in his heart.
Now the magic cultivator is only besieging but not attacking, and the target is so obvious that he can't even pretend that he doesn't know.
All traces are traceable, the law of heaven circulates, the retribution is unhappy, if you don’t report it today, you will report it tomorrow.
Thousands of miles away from Yuxiao Gate, Si Zhen and Si Wenning happened to stop Ling Juncong and Yan Fei who were coming.
Sizhen's gentle face sank, and it was quite majestic.
That's right, he stopped Ling Juncong for the purpose of asking the teacher for his guilt: "Young chivalrous man is in the dust, and there are beautiful and beautiful family around him. It's really a fairy life. It doesn't look like I have been waiting in a broken inn. come back with the child."
When Lingjun saw Sizhen, he felt a little guilty. Back then, he received the reward to protect Rong Xian, but the task was not completed. Later, he went to Rouge City, forgetting all the news about this person. .
Although it was because too many things happened that he didn't remember it, but breaking his promise was breaking his promise. He was not someone who dared not be.
Ling Juncong smiled soothingly at Yan Fei who looked worried, stepped forward and said to Sizhen, "It's my fault, I don't know what I can do to apologize to the owner?"
Sizhen said with a smile, "How dare I work as a young hero, you are a big man, and even the lord of a city is fascinated by you."
Ling Jun glanced at Yan Fei subconsciously, and begged for mercy a little embarrassedly: "Master, I really know I'm wrong, I encountered too many things three years ago, and I couldn't separate my mind to take care of your task for a while. It's my fault."
Sizhen could see that this kid was telling the truth, she was silent for a moment, then turned her head to look not far away, and said lightly: "I owe this thing first, when the matter of Yuxiaomen is over, I have something for you to do. ."
Ling Juncong nodded quickly and replied, "Okay, I'll definitely do it for you when the time comes."
Send the creditor away first, you can relax for a while, and the future will be discussed later.
Sizhen seemed to see what Ling Juncong was thinking, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth was somewhat meaningful.
Si Wenning, who had been silent beside him, looked at Ling Juncong pitifully and sighed in his heart: This kid is still young.
"Wenning, let's go first." Sizhen glanced at Si Wenning and greeted her to go towards the magic gate surrounding Yuxiaomen.
As soon as they left, several sword lights swept through the air, but they landed outside Yuxiao Gate in the blink of an eye.
Those sword shadows turned into human figures, and they were Shen Jiuliu.
The direction in which they stayed was just confronting the magic cultivator who blocked the mountain gate.
"Elder, I just saw an acquaintance, and I want to go take a look first." Shen Jiulu glanced at the demon cultivator opposite, and reported to the elder who led the team this time.
"I'm going too." Ling Lan pouted towards the Great Elder coquettishly, but her eyes kept on Shen Jiulu.
Before the first elder could speak, Shen Jiulu refused, "Senior sister, I want to go alone."
Ling Lan met his cold and firm eyes, knowing that she would definitely not get her wish, and she reluctantly walked behind the Great Elder and bowed her head in dejection.
The first elder looked at his granddaughter distressedly, waved his hands and said angrily, "If you want to go, go quickly, don't get in the way of my old man's eyes here."
The third elder stroked his beard and smiled, like a Maitreya Buddha, his attitude of being so wise as ignorant, that he could see through but not speak, had a sense of mystery.
Shen Jiulu nodded towards the two elders, turning into a sword shadow and heading in the direction of Ling Juncong.
But at the moment when he was about to meet Ling Juncong, his figure flashed and he turned to fall in another direction.
After he put his hands together, his tone was cold and frosty: "Have you checked it out?"
Jian Liu appeared in a flash, bowed his waist in a salute, and said in a sullen tone: "The subordinates are incompetent, and they haven't found out the purpose of the magic cultivator."
Shen Jiulu looked at him suddenly, his eyes as cold as a knife, as if he could tear everything apart: "I didn't find out? How many things did I tell you to do? Huh?"
The slightly rising tail sound carries infinite danger and impatience, making Jian Liu feel an indescribable danger.
He hurriedly explained: "After the subordinates caught a few demon cultivators searching for their souls, they found that the demon cultivators didn't know the purpose of this operation, and they only obeyed the instructions of the demon sect master."
Shen Jiuliu narrowed his eyes, the cold danger in his eyes dissipated, and he turned back to the indifferent and cold exiled immortal: "What's wrong with Yuxiaomen?"
"Reporting to the Lord, the subordinates did not find any abnormality." Jian Liu replied cautiously.
He is also a little lacking in confidence. Since becoming the shadow of the Lord, most of the tasks given to them by the Lord have not been completed. If it is replaced, anyone may replace them all, and no one will keep waste.
The Lord just reprimanded them, which is considered magnanimous.
Shen Jiuliu was silent for a long time, and his clear voice was a little hoarse and deep: "Where is Xiaoxian's...?"
He couldn't say the word corpse no matter what, and he always felt that Xiaoxian really didn't exist in the world by saying those two words.
Thinking of that gentle, pure and kind woman, his heart ached.
Jian Liu hesitated for a moment, but still replied: "Subordinate, subordinate found that there is a person in the Demon Gate, very similar to Doctor Rong."
Shen Jiuliu's eyes flashed, and he immediately suspected that this was a conspiracy: "How similar are they?"
"It looks like a god." Jian Liu said with certainty.
He secretly followed the man for two days, and found that the man seemed to be Doctor Rong resurrected.
The only difference is that Doctor Rong is just a mortal person, and that person obviously has a cultivation base.
"Who is she?" Shen Jiulu asked quietly.
In his heart, he vaguely hoped that that person was Xiaoxian, but Xiaoxian was actually alive and well.
But he clearly knew that Xiaoxian was really gone.
Three years ago, he watched helplessly as Xiaoxian's breathing became weaker until it disappeared.
"Her name is Hellwood, and she is a hall master of the Demon Sect's stronghold in Rouge City." Jian Liu spat out the information he had obtained without any concealment.
"Shenaeum?" Shen Jiuliu's expression moved, if he remembered correctly, the hellebore should be a medicinal herb.
Interesting in the name of medicine.
There was a flash of curiosity in Shen Jiuliu's eyes, and he suddenly wanted to see the person named Hellebore: "Where is she now?"
Jian Liu said without hesitation: "On the way to Yuxiaomen."
Shen Jiuliu knew that Momen called on the world's demons to gather at Yuxiaomen. She was a member of Momen and should come.
"Go on, let Jian San follow her, and I will go see her in person when I have time." Shen Jiulu ordered decisively.
Jian Liu immediately responded: "Yes, my subordinates take orders."
Shen Jiulu waved his hand, and Jian Liu left knowingly.
Shen Jiu stayed silent for a while, his eyes were a little obscure, he always felt that the demon cultivator named Hellebore made him inexplicably care.
Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Shen Jiulu turned around and walked in the direction of Ling Juncong.
And before and after Shen Jiulu's conversation with his subordinates was only half a cup of tea, Yun Youfeng also appeared here, and he had already met Ling Juncong.
As soon as they chatted a few words, they looked to the left at the same time.
"You Feng, Jun Cong, and City Lord Yan, stay safe." Shen Jiulu walked over lightly, his tone was so clear that he could not hear the slightest joy or anger.
Yun Youfeng smiled and leaned over to Shen Jiulu to say, "No problem, no problem."
He touched his nose, his eyes wandering a little.
Shen Jiulu frowned, You Feng's appearance of doing something wrong is really rare: "Speaking of which, what are you hiding from me?"
Yunyoufeng: "..." It's been seen!
Yun Youfeng cleared his throat, and said with a lack of confidence, "Well, when I returned to the City Lord's Mansion from Shiqiaojian three years ago, I found out that someone had stolen the contents of the City Lord's Mansion."
Shen Jiuliu's eyes turned cold. If the lost thing was a normal thing, You Feng wouldn't have such an attitude. The only thing that made him feel embarrassed to face him was because the lost thing was too precious and related to him.
"It's Xiaoxian's thing." He said with certainty.
Hearing the word 'Xiaoxian', Ling Juncong and Yan Fei also looked over.
Yunyou Fengqi Ai Ai said: "I only found out when I went to the city lord's mansion. Rong Xian's house has been turned over, and the cabinet with medical books in her room is gone!!"
In the end, what thief actually likes reading books so much, and even moved the cabinet away, which is too bold.
"I have been searching for the past three years, but there is no news at all." Yun Youfeng lowered his head and said dejectedly, "If you don't, scold me." This way, he can feel better.
Shen Jiuliu's expression was a little dazed, and he seemed to see the man leaning against the window reading a book. He hadn't felt that quiet time for a long time.
"Forget it, if you lose it, you will lose it." Shen Jiulu said after being silent for a long time, his tone was flat, and he couldn't hear any emotion.
People are gone, so what can I do with books.
In the past three years, Shen Jiuliu did not put away all of Rong Xian's relics, nor did he go to Xuanhua Mountain to see where Rong Xian lived.
He just stayed in the holy mountain to cultivate, and told himself that Xiaoxian was still living somewhere in the outside world.
Maybe one day she will return to Ziwei City, and then go to see the medical books she cherishes, maybe she will return to the residence in Xuanhua Mountain, and have a quiet rest for a while...
Ling Juncong sighed and muttered to himself, "No one is here anymore. Keeping things is just to add hurt. It's okay to lose them."
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little dull, Yan Fei changed the subject and said, "Several, are we going to Yuxiaomen now?"
Ling Juncong thought for a while, and said calmly: "We just came today, so let's go to find out some news, and enter Yuxiaomen tomorrow morning."
Shen Jiuliu nodded, expressing no opinion.
Yunyoufeng immediately echoed the dog-legged: "I listen to you."
He lost Rong Xian's things, and now he has no confidence to speak in front of Shen Jiulu.
And Yan Fei was already with Ling Juncong, and of course she would not have other ideas.
After unifying their opinions, several people acted together, and they took care of each other.
Night, magic repair base camp.
Qu Lang rubbed the sun with a headache, and slandered inwardly, how could Yuxiaomen be so incapable of thinking about it? The magic door was clearly surrounded by horses and horses, just to let them think about whether they did something they shouldn't do, and took them in. people who shouldn't be kept.
As long as they hand over people who do not belong to Yuxiaomen, everyone can save trouble, but they are unmoved.
Qu Lang'er picked up the inkstone in a fit of anger and smashed it out, spilling the ink on the ground.
Qu Qianqian heard the movement and walked in, turning a blind eye to the messy ground, and said coquettishly, "Father, why are you so angry at night."
Qu Lang waved his hands irritably and said, "What do you know, children, go back to sleep quickly."
Qu Qianqian hummed twice, walked behind Qu Lang, and gently pressed his fingertips on his temples. Seeing her father closed his eyes comfortably, Qu Qianqian rolled her eyes and asked in a low voice: " Father, is your sudden action this time the order of the Lord?"
Qu Lang squeezed her wrist, opened his eyes and warned in a deep voice, "You'd better not ask more about these things, Dad is for your own good, what you should know will not be hidden from you, and what you shouldn't know, don't go. Just ask, those who die the quickest are often the ones who know the most.”
This gloomy remark really frightened Qu Qianqian, making her dare not say another word.
Anyang: Every day I can't help but want to kill the master ('Д)!!
(End of this chapter)