Sheng Lingyuan pinched the neck of Luo Cuicui's corpse through his clothes, and lifted it lightly, and the corpse that had dried into a handful of bones fell off the bronze tripod.
"The formation is complete, this place is already a ruin, and it's useless to take down the corpse." He said, "I'm afraid he was set up here before you got involved in this matter. They got the authority of Suzaku, the upper level of the ancient tomb Those unearthed things have been buried with the bones for many years, and they are contaminated with the breath of innate spiritual things, so those who have come into contact with the artifacts of the Biquan Mountain Tomb are easy to be possessed."
Xuan Ji didn't say a word. He basically didn't hear what Sheng Lingyuan was saying. He just stared at the other person's back and thought, "It's too short... what have I done?"
Less than two months and three thousand years have passed since they reunited in that simple hospital in Chiyuan County.
Xuan Ji suddenly became flustered, couldn't help tearing apart all kinds of things in this world and ruminated, his whole body was overwhelmed by regret and regret.
How many meals did he cook for Lingyuan? I haven't tried Lingyuan's preference for new ingredients yet.
He just placed an order for the mobile phone he bought for Lingyuan, and it hasn't been delivered yet, and he hasn't had the chance to teach his Majesty how to use it by hand.
The list of "fifty things to do with Lingyuan" has just been made, and none of them have been done...
He even... didn't even quarrel enough, this short and long dream is about to wake up.
Sheng Lingyuan didn't wait for his voice, and immediately turned around sensitively: "What?"
Xuan Ji withdrew her gaze in embarrassment, her first reaction was that she must not let that lunatic know.
He prevaricated with a universal sentence to cover up his distraction: "No, I was thinking just now, why?"
Sheng Lingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "You mean, why did he hold back until now?"
Xuan Ji muttered "Yes" inadvertently, walked over and took the corpse from Sheng Lingyuan's hand and threw it aside, while complaining half-truthfully about "dirty or not, blind touch", while wiping him with a paper towel. Under the pretense of holding up that hand greedily.
Maybe we will never meet again in the future.
"Scared," Sheng Lingyuan said, "he knows that once Chiyuan is loosened, there will be a group of demons everywhere. This person is a vine, as soft as a bone, and he probably has to find an attachment in troubled times before he dares to show his face. It's really like a joke." Similarly, the Heavenly Demon Festival that turned upside down three thousand years ago fell into the hands of such a person, and even if he plots against him, he has to find a backbone for himself."
"The backbone still treats him as a spare food," Xuan Ji said nonchalantly, "Yes, I remembered that the good Nirvana Stone suddenly cracked at that time, and I didn't tell me why. It's about the front and back, Bi Chunsheng At the beginning of the arrangement of gloomy sacrifices and living sacrifices, Dongchuan's Ji Qingchen was fooled and planned to take the tomb robbers to dig the witch grave. Yan Qiushan had been undercover for several years, but he hadn't come into contact with anything useful. It's 'developed', and I got the glorious and arduous task of digging Weiyu Wang's lair—this game is big enough."
Sheng Lingyuan's gaze sank—when Xuan Ji was speaking, she was unconsciously stroking his hand.
Xuan Ji tried her best to ignore the bouts of numbness in her body, and said: "If Luo Cuicui is like what you said, if she doesn't even dare to take the lead in anti-social affairs, and is used by others in a muddle-headed way, she doesn't know that she is the 'bridge' in 'crossing the river and tearing down the bridge'." , I think he should be a part of this game, not the leader. Yao Wangying has been trapped in the vines, until recently he has the opportunity to come out to be a demon. If he is all in charge, I think he is very important to all aspects of the contemporary special ability society. The rules and unspoken rules are a little too familiar... "
Sheng Lingyuan interrupted what he thought was an orderly analysis: "To be honest, what's wrong with you?"
Xuan Ji opened his mouth, and in an instant, dozens of excuses flashed through his mind, any of which could temporarily evade Sheng Lingyuan... In this way, he could still enjoy the last time with him.
As for the future... Lingyuan was trapped here for a while, unable to do anything, even if he wanted to die in Chiyuan with him, he couldn't help himself. After calming down for a while, he will definitely be able to find a way to clean up those little things. Three thousand years ago, when he was still so weak, he was able to clean up the scattered tribes of the human race and reorganize the mountains and rivers.
Let alone now
Your Majesty is just not used to this era, just give him a little more time.
But it will be a big project and it will take a long time, so it will be a good buffer.
This world is so big and tolerant, and it is different from three thousand years ago. Maybe one day, all the losses can be healed.
Xuan Ji is a sword spirit with nowhere to rely on. Even if the bones of the Suzaku are broken, he will not disappear, but he will no longer be able to intersect with this world... By the way, he has to hurry up and leave a plant of macaroni, even if it will pass through in the future. Even if his heart is broken, he can always stay by Lingyuan's side until Lingyuan walks out completely and no longer needs him.
But suddenly, Xuan Ji caught a glimpse of Sheng Lingyuan's hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist - the thumb was retracted, and the other four fingers were pressed into the palm, which was a movement he was trying to endure.
Xuan Ji suddenly remembered what he said when he went to the ancient tomb: "Everything I have in my life is all carefully designed, and the deep friendship is all fake..."
Those words were like a needle, piercing through the excuses jammed in Xuan Ji's throat, piercing directly into his heart, hooking him and blurting out: "Lingyuan, Chiyuan's seal is about to be broken."
Sheng Lingyuan's hand trembled violently, and was held by Xuan Ji's open hand. Xuan Ji closed her eyes and thought with abandon, "Forget it."
The glitz, glory, pain and anger of his life are all fake, so... at least for me, let him listen to a few truths, regardless of the good or the bad. How Lingyuan chooses is all his business, he has been unable to help himself, even if he is crazy, he should be allowed to be crazy for a while.
Sheng Lingyuan clenched his hands unconsciously, hurting Xuan Ji's fingers: "When?"
"Just now," Xuan Ji said, "I will only feel it when Chiyuan is about to ignite. In the past, Chiyuan always ignited spontaneously, accumulating energy bit by bit. I still have time to arrange 'funeral affairs', but This time it's different. This time they deliberately set the fire on purpose. I don't know what happened outside, but the conflict between special energy and ordinary people must have escalated. Chi Yuan heats up too fast, I don't think I can hold on for a while .”
Once Chi Yuan rises, he must shatter the Suzaku bone, and use the power of the seal back then to suppress Chi Yuan.
Otherwise, Chi Yuan's power will fall into Luo Cuicui's hands, and there will be a strengthened company behind him with ulterior motives waiting to eat him. If Chi Yuan's devilish energy falls on that demon king shadow man, it will be more tragic than the big melee that year ——The real demon king has heart, soul and weakness, no matter what immoral things he does, he also has a purpose, but this "shadow" is just a group of obsessions left by the demon king during his lifetime. Who knows what he can do
"I'm actually a little scared," Xuan Ji smiled wryly, "The older you get, the less promising you become..."
When he was young, he didn't know how deep the Chiyuan was, and how deep his consciousness was. He was cornered and his sword was shattered. At that time, he didn't have time to be afraid.
Later, with boundless despair added to his body, it was like having copper skin and iron bones, living life after life without pain, without joy in life, and naturally without fear in death.
But seeing that man again, his armor was stripped off, and his frail body was exposed again, and he was afraid of parting from life to death.
Xuan Ji untied the Swiss Army Knife from his waist: "I'll carve a macaroni for you."
Sheng Lingyuan held him down: "I don't want it."
Xuan Ji forced a smile: "Even if you want to die for me, you have to go out to die—Your Majesty, you are not connected to Chi Yuan, calm down."
"The broken Suzaku bone is a dead end," Sheng Lingyuan interrupted him, and said quickly, "You can only stop Chiyuan's fire for a while, we don't have the thirty-seventh Suzaku bone, Chiyuan heats up so fast, it will come back soon …”
"I know," Xuan Ji said, "as long as I can buy you some time—the helicopter sent by Xiao Zheng to pick you up should be here soon. He knows that you have left the ancient tomb, and he will come down to look for you when he sees that you are not there. They can get you out, Your Majesty…”
"Then think about it in the long run?" Sheng Lingyuan said with difficulty, "How can I have the courage to do it a second time?"
Xuan Ji opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but swallowed it back. After a while, he nodded: "I understand, then you come to Chi Yuan to find me in the sea of fire."
Sheng Lingyuan was stunned.
Xuan Ji lifted a strand of long hair from his sideburns, wrapped it around her fingertips, stroked his chin, then gently brought it over, closed her eyes, and lightly touched Sheng Lingyuan's lips: "I don't want to worry about them, Let's just pick and choose, once it's done, we'll all..."
When he said this, his heart was broken, he still gritted his teeth, and spit out the following words: "...it's up to you."
Sheng Lingyuan was speechless, this was the first time in his life that he had the illusion of being pampered and unconditionally pampered.
At this time, Sheng Lingyuan suddenly leaned back as if being pushed hard by something, and a gap broke out from the clavicle to his chest for no reason. Neither of them reacted, and the splashed blood sprayed Xuan Ji is all over her body, and some of it flows onto the Zhuque bone under her feet.
"Lingyuan!" Xuan Ji held him up. At first, he thought Sheng Lingyuan had done something by himself, but then he saw a silver light flashing on the wound, which looked familiar, as if...
"What is Mithril?"
Sheng Lingyuan pressed the wound, his body recovery ability is amazing, this wound healed quickly, he frowned: "It seems to be... Zhichun."
"what?"
"His macaroni is very fragile. I happened to be in a good mood that day. Seeing his pity, I gave him a 'protection'."
Yan Qiushan watched Zhichun being swallowed by the white light, his eyes were about to burst, the next moment, Wang Ze rushed up, a water shield blocked the people running around, and lifted Yan Qiushan: "Team Yan!"
Yan Qiushan's irises had turned into a metallic color, and the shields on his ears collapsed into pieces. Immediately afterwards, there were exclamations, and the metal buttons on the clothes of everyone around him flew up, and when they rose into the air, they became The shape of the bullet flew towards the source of the Mithril bullet with a roar and a tsunami, and it didn't care about accidental injury.
Wang Ze: "Calm down!"
Why are you still calm
He has been in the different control bureau for many years, and he receives a salary and bonus that are completely disproportionate to what he paid every month. When he went out to work, he even deducted money if he mishandled it. But work is like this, and he has always been calm.
Later, in order to save those fishermen who wanted to die by themselves, Zhichun was infected with sea poison.
Later, Zhichun lost his mind and went out to hurt people. There was nothing he could do in the bureau, so he had to break his sword. He suddenly lost everything, and his heart was ashamed. Innocent, he can only put down his hatred and calmly investigate the culprit.
But he managed to get it back, carefully guarding a stalk of macaroni that would accompany him for a few years, but they even wanted to take it away.
Just because he is a special ability, just because he is different from ordinary people
Since "special energy" is a monster in people's eyes, what is their unshakable belief all the time? Are you mean
The power of a lunatic is infinite, Wang Ze tried to pump the water vapor in the air to stop those "bullets", but he couldn't catch up at all.
Wang Ze thought desperately: "This time I will stop cooking completely."
However, at this moment, those metal bullets suddenly slammed on their own brakes and stopped in mid-air.
One of the bullets was right between the eyebrows of a middle-aged man, and almost went in. The middle-aged man screamed and ran away.
The metal bullets clanged to the ground, and a resinous little hand grabbed Yan Qiushan's trousers.
The white light dissipated, except for a slit from the shoulder to the chest, the Zhichun doll was fine.