Sheng Lingyuan asked such a question, but he just mentioned it casually, remembering the old things, and didn't expect to hear any serious answer - it was all so many years ago, and he didn't even have a deep impression on him, let alone being serious in the world What about Xuan Ji who has been there for three thousand years? At that time, Xuan Ji, who was in Tianmojian, was still a half-grown child. When he was a teenager, he was so scared that the sky would collapse, and when he looked back after a few years, most of them were just a joke. Besides, as a sword spirit, Xuanji was spoiled by him so fearlessly when he was a child, except for a few days of Chi Yuan's resentment backlash, he had never suffered any grievances, except for minor problems such as fear of ghosts and the dark, Sheng Lingyuan also Can't think of any serious "fear" he could have.
He glanced back at the white mist outside with interest, and thought that the ghost stories of that era were not as "full of wit and wit" as they are today.
Unexpectedly, Xuan Ji paused for a rare moment when she heard the question, and then said nonchalantly, "What, I don't remember."
The pause was a little subtle, what kind of ears Sheng Lingyuan had, he immediately heard something else.
At the same time, Xuan Ji couldn't help turning his head to look at him... He gave him a blank look, but as soon as he retracted his wings, it was very dark around him. He thought Sheng Lingyuan was concentrating on flirting and didn't pay attention, so he stared at him secretly, and quickly covered it up Going over: "I saw the pit they dug..."
Sheng Lingyuan's heart moved, and he suddenly pinched his wrist: "Wait a minute."
He suddenly remembered that it was around that time that Xuan Ji began to shut down his thoughts to him frequently.
At the beginning, Little Sword Spirit learned to actively cut off the heart-to-heart connection. In fact, it was revenge for Sheng Lingyuan's unilateral "self-isolation". It's hard to be honest with each other like when I was a child. Sheng Lingyuan had such an unspeakable desire in his heart, and he deliberately pretended to be dead to avoid it. So they dodged each other, and in the next few years, they only shared part of their senses, and basically no longer shared their sea of consciousness unless they encountered special occasions and special events.
Before Sheng Lingyuan saw the farewell and transgressive kiss in Duling Palace from Xuan Ji's memory, he actually didn't dare to expect that the sword spirit had any meaning for him other than siblings. After three thousand years, they met each other suddenly, and then quarreled non-stop , Cleaning up the mess, parting from life and death, many things were passed over, but they became trivial details—for example, the little sword spirit treated him... When did that happen
Sheng Lingyuan's eyes lit up in the darkness, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Does it have something to do with me?"
No wonder he pretended to be amnesia after waking up.
Now that I think about it, the Heavenly Demon Sword Spirit was forged by blood and fire when it was born. Although due to racial defects, his personality was a little naive and naive, but how could a spirit be so fragile? Sheng Lingyuan was still young at that time, and he cared a lot, so he was fooled by him, and he was afraid of irritating him, so he protected him from asking Dan Li more.
Xuan Ji: "I said it all, I forgot."
Sheng Lingyuan: "I don't believe it."
Xuan Ji turned around and wanted to slip away: "Don't make trouble, I'm going to fill that hole, Lao Wang and the others were trapped all night."
Sheng Lingyuan didn't let go: "Hey, why worry, this empty shell nightmare doesn't hurt anyone, it's just for them to practice their courage."
Xuan Ji: "Isn't a fine injury an injury? Your Majesty, hurry up and be a human being!"
Said that he struggled away with his furry hair, and rushed forward a few steps as if fleeing, but he didn't hear the footsteps behind him. Xuan Ji couldn't help but looked back, and saw Sheng Lingyuan with one hand in his pocket, where he was, and the other just grabbed With his hand hanging under his nose, as if he was smelling something, the feathers on his hair naturally glowed in the place where the demon aura was strong, and diffused from behind him, the silhouette of the backlight and the facial features were framed. Hazy Phnom Penh.
Can't see clearly, but Xuan Ji can feel that there is a smile in those eyes that is gentler than years.
"Patriarch," he heard Sheng Lingyuan say in a trance, "When I was young, I didn't say how well-behaved I was, and I never said a word of transgression to you. What made you misunderstand and have outrageous thoughts?"
Xuan Ji suddenly couldn't help thinking of when the Heavenly Demon Sword was out of its sheath - after all, it was actually the first time he saw Sheng Lingyuan. He used to use Sheng Lingyuan's eyes before. There was no such clear mirror in those days, and Sheng Lingyuan loved to look at the mirror. People who play self-portraits can only occasionally take a quick glance in front of the bronze mirror by the water to see a rough image.
He thought that this person couldn't be more familiar, he just looked at it from a different angle, but when he opened his eyes, he fell into the pupils of the young emperor and drowned into a water ghost who could never turn over. His first reaction was It's just tightly covering my own thoughts, leaving the sea of consciousness blank.
"love at first sight."
Xuan Ji didn't open her mouth when she spoke, the words rolled over from the tip of her tongue, like a humming from a toothache.
Sheng Lingyuan didn't know if he didn't hear clearly or on purpose: "What?"
"I said I...cough," Xuan Ji cleared her throat, turned around and walked towards the pit, "I... just... see the color."
Although it wasn't a good word, Sheng Lingyuan understood his implication in an instant, was stunned for a moment, and then cursed with a good-tempered smile: "Presumptuous."
"Isn't that what? The world is not good. People don't have enough to eat, they are generally stunted, and they all have disheveled faces. I have never seen anything in the world. Every day I see a pile of crooked melons and dates, and suddenly I see a Those with good facial features will be blinded by the dog's eyes. Besides... "
Besides, with the relationship between the two of them since they were young, Sheng Lingyuan's so-called "not transgressing the rules" is very unnatural.
For example, once, when Sheng Lingyuan was taking a bath, Xuan Ji ran in to urge him. In fact, the two of them have even shared the sea of consciousness since they were young, how can they not see it in their bodies? There is nothing to avoid at all, Sheng Lingyuan is also because of this, at first he resisted and did not show any unnaturalness, until Xuan Ji urged him a few times, he really had no choice but to crawl out of the water, and put on his clothes. Turned around - His Majesty, who was not crowned at the time, still knew how to lose face.
Xuan Jilai was full of thoughts on urging him to take her out to play, but didn't pay much attention to other things. As a result, he turned her back like this, and suddenly only the back that was quickly covered by clothes was left in her eyes... Sheng Lingyuan didn't pay attention to it in a panic Wipe, clothes are added layer by layer, and the water marks on the back spine are like flowers inside the wall that cannot be closed, layer by layer and smudge outward. It was blurred to the outside, and combined with the wet long hair inside and out, indistinctly, revealing something different.
So what was the reason for asking Sheng Lingyuan to go out that day, and where the two of them went after they went out, Xuan Ji couldn't remember at all, and only the back was left in his mind.
Sheng Lingyuan asked, "What more?"
"...Besides, I wasn't blind alone at the time," Xuan Ji turned back and said sourly, "I see that the bunch of human races and humanoid tribes who surrendered later were all eyeing each other, and they all wanted to snatch you back as a son-in-law. "
The retired emperor who was accused of "unifying the human race by his face" was not at all unhappy, and the smile on his face deepened: "I said, why did you always trouble me at that time."
They were intercepted and killed on the way back from Beiyuan, because the various tribes of the human race were gathering together, and it seemed to have become a climate.
At that time, the position of the new queen was vacant, not to mention a young man in good youth, even a big man with missing arms and legs, and some of them wanted to marry politically. Every time a tribe is gathered and blood is formed as an alliance, there must be such a "recommended object", and according to the different folk customs of various places, they have encountered various unimaginable methods.
Sheng Lingyuan, who is under 20 years old, should be placed in today's world. She has not yet reached the legal age of marriage, and at that time she had not yet cultivated the indestructible face of King Kong, so she was often embarrassed.
It's okay to be in a mess outside, but every time something like this happens, when Sword Spirit comes back, it's like the rebellion period has arrived, all kinds of yin and yang weirdness, make trouble with him unreasonably.
Xuan Ji raised her eyebrows: "Whether you really don't know or are you pretending to be confused, I don't know."
The coin stopped in front of the hole pierced by the construction and was rolling into the pit. A soft "clang" interrupted his acid words. The thin nightmare beast breath was activated by the recent change of Chiyuan, diffused out, and then suppressed by the breath of Suzaku's innate spiritual creature, Xuan Ji paused, stomped lightly, and shouted: "Show."
Sheng Lingyuan strolled over, took a look with his head, and didn't help, he said slowly beside him: "I didn't think much about it, I thought you were used to living with me and didn't like strangers."
Xuan Ji didn't refute, that's right, don't look at him now bluffing and calling people brothers and sisters everywhere, he actually rejected strangers when he was a child, and others couldn't see him, Sheng Lingyuan couldn't accompany him wholeheartedly when there were outsiders . Out of ten out of ten fights, it was because Sheng Lingyuan didn't give him enough attention. By the time he reached puberty, Sheng Lingyuan had already been used to him.
There was a soft "hum" in the empty construction site, and a flame flashed across the ground. Xuanji drew a talisman in the void casually, and muttered: "Would that be ignorant? Whether it is good intentions or malicious ones, every day a group of people Turning around you, I only have you... "
"Well, I know," Sheng Lingyuan said warmly, and added slowly, "It's like a child who is afraid that his father will find you a stepmother."
The talisman in Xuan Ji's hand suddenly slipped away, and the painting was useless.
"Who are you taking advantage of, and whose father are you?"
Sheng Lingyuan laughed.
"It's fine if you stick your hands together and don't help, and make trouble, you..."
Just as Xuan Ji was talking about this, a black shadow suddenly flashed in the corner of his eyes. At the same time, Sheng Lingyuan laughed, and in the blink of an eye, he had already approached like a ghost, and shot out the black mist in his hand like a poisonous snake. Shadow pinned to the ground. A bit of demonic air flowed out, and was swallowed by the black mist before it could spread.
"What?" Xuan Ji temporarily put aside the verbal lawsuit and jumped into the pit, only to see that what Sheng Lingyuan pinned to the ground was a palm-sized strange bug with two heads and gray hair all over its body, "'Victory Bugs'? Haven't gone extinct yet?"
"Victory Insect" is actually a kind of scavengers, but they look down on the corpses of other races, they will only be attracted by the demon pills, and only eat demon corpses, so when the war was most intense, they were once regarded by the human race who hated the demon race. As a beneficial insect, it was given the auspicious name of "Victorious Insect". In fact, it is a troublesome little thing, not to mention its tenacious vitality, they swallow powerful demon pills, and sometimes they can obtain a part of similar demon power. Worms have no brains, can't control the demon power, and will inevitably cause trouble everywhere aimlessly.
Fortunately, the Yaozu was almost extinct later on, and the victorious worms who lived on the corpses of the Yaozu gradually disappeared.
"The victorious worm swallowed the big demon's demon pill and can sleep for thousands of years," Sheng Lingyuan said. "After that, Chiyuan went out, and it probably has been sleeping until now. I wonder why this nightmare formation that doesn't even have a leader makes such a big commotion. It turned out to be it."
"Didn't the Nightmare Beast become a living fossil after death?" Xuan Ji poked the corpse with his foot, "Then how can you eat it? This little thing has iron teeth and copper teeth?"
Sheng Lingyuan sighed—these scumbags who lacked common sense since childhood.
"Nightmare beasts are good at forming formations, and they often move around in the ground. They are barbaric and uncivilized, and they don't like to take a bath. They often get some insect eggs on their bodies." Sheng Lingyuan said, "This insect should have been parasitic on him before he was alive..."
"Stop talking about it, it's disgusting." Xuan Ji didn't wait for Sheng Lingyuan to say, and got goosebumps all over his body, "I'll heat it to sterilize it."
Sheng Lingyuan: "Slow down..."
His mouth was not faster than Xuan Ji's hand, and just as he uttered a word, a large ball of flames fell from Xuan Ji's palm, and he pressed it into the hole dug at the construction site, and there was a bursting sound on the ground, followed by "buzz With a sound, thick smoke burst out of the ground with a "huh".
Xuan Ji: "Hey, why did this create a mushroom cloud?"
Before he could see clearly, the devilish energy around him rolled over, forming a small protective film, covering the two of them, Sheng Lingyuan raised his hand and slapped him on the back: "You daredevil. "
Of course, there cannot be only one worm parasitic on the body of the nightmare beast. It turned out that there was another nest under the ground, and I don’t know how many worms there were. They were cremated by the fire from the sky. One worm didn’t have much monster energy, so they gathered together It is spectacular to be burned out by Suzaku again.
Thick smoke scraped through the protective film formed by the black mist, making the sound of hailstones scraping against glass windows. This was the result of the monster energy remaining in the demon core of the Nightmare Beast Clan before their lifetime. They felt the living creatures and tried to infiltrate them relentlessly. Immediately afterwards, a small illusion like an open-air movie took shape outside the black mist.
Sheng Lingyuan was just about to let Heiwu swallow this "monstrous aura left over from history", when he was suddenly taken aback.
He saw clearly the illusion in the smoke.
In the illusion, he himself was crowned with a crown, and all the officials worshiped him, beside an altar—although the altar was quite majestic, but the architecture was nondescript, and there were styles from all over the place. It should be the limit of the imagination of an ignorant person when he was a child It's gone - all the officials below are accompanying, kneeling down and shouting, they are sealing the Heavenly Demon Sword.
The Heavenly Demon Sword seemed to have already retired and was enshrined in the peace of the world. Then the emperor led all the officials down the stone steps to regulate the world, leaving the Heavenly Demon Sword on the high altar.
Maybe it's because the sword body has been sealed away, and the empathy between the sword spirit and its original owner is gone. In the illusion, Sheng Lingyuan doesn't seem to know that the sword spirit secretly followed him down the altar, living his life unconsciously—up North Korea, administration... Big marriage.
Sheng Lingyuan saw himself marrying a witch-human girl in the illusion, and A Luojin, as her natal family, was jumping up and down during the wedding. This is reasonable to imagine, but the latter is very outrageous—Danli is the master of ceremonies, and Empress Dowager Chen is on the stage .
He couldn't help being amused by Xuan Ji when he was a child: "So this is what you saw in the nightmare formation?"
Xuan Ji reached Lihuo to her fingertips, trying to break up the illusion, but was grabbed by Sheng Lingyuan.
Suzaku Lihuo is also the nemesis of Heavenly Demon, Xuan Ji was taken aback, and quickly twisted the spark: "It's burning you! Is it serious?"
"Let me take a second look," Sheng Lingyuan took his hand off, "It's rare to see such a...cough again."
In order to prevent Xuanji from blowing his hair, he didn't say the word "cute". He watched with interest in the illusion that he was not enough to marry a woman, and gradually got back a harem. Jealousy, don't know what to draw. The little sword spirit's imagination is limited, and he may have never seen a few people who looked like people at that time. All the beauties in the harem he imagined were carved out of the same mold, and they all looked like people from Sheng Lingyuan.
So in his "horror fantasy", Sheng Lingyuan is entangled with a group of himself in women's clothing, loves and hates him, and has a lot of children and grandchildren-because the female characters all have faces that were born by the same mother, and they can only be distinguished by their clothes and hairstyles Who is it? Sheng Lingyuan looked at it for a long time but couldn't count how many concubines he had in it.
Xuan Ji broke away from him: "Smile!"
The fiery wind spewed out from the devilish energy quickly, burning away all the anxiety and fear in the young man's affection, and then rolled into the white mist outside.
Sheng Lingyuan was about to laugh out of tears: "Take it, take it, I really can't stand these beauties...beauties... poof...hahaha..."
Xuan Ji: "..."
The thick fog was blown away by the hot wind, and the field workers trapped in the nightmare finally returned to the real world. Wang Ze's wailing sound came from not far away: "Mom! I don't go on blind dates with zombies! Her dental calculus is from the east." It has been handed down from the Tang Dynasty, if you kiss it, you can go to the west without learning the scriptures, help!"
Xuan Ji was about to follow the sound, when she heard Sheng Lingyuan calling him from behind.
"Xiaoji," Sheng Lingyuan hadn't laughed like this for a long time, and found that he was really tired from laughing. He wiped his tears and said dumbfoundedly, "Brother Lingyuan is not so lucky, I have..."
He wanted to say "I am content with you", but before he could say the second half of the sentence, Xuan Ji's expression suddenly changed: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Sheng Lingyuan was taken aback.
"Isn't it considered a blessing to have me?" Xuan Ji strode over and pulled him up, "What else do you want, Your Majesty? Sangong Sixth Courtyard..."
As soon as he said "Three Palaces and Six Courtyards", Sheng Lingyuan thought of the group of "beautiful women" who put their faces on their faces, and hurriedly begged for mercy, but Xuan Ji stuffed them into the car that came to support them, in case this kind of black history be heard.
Fortunately, the images of the field workers who came out of the nightmare formation are quite shameful, and there are all kinds of screams.
Xuan Ji took two bottles of water from the medical staff, stuffed them into the car window and handed them to Sheng Lingyuan. Just as she was about to get in the car herself, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Yan Qiushan from the corner of her eye.
Yan Qiushan was a calm person, he didn't yell, and he wasn't too embarrassed. He was smoking in a corner by himself, his eyes were blurry, and he didn't know where he was going.
Another medical team car drove in, and the door opened, revealing Zhichun's hair made of flax.
Zhichun almost fell off the car, his stiff baby face couldn't show any expression, but his movements were frightened and panicked, until he saw the unharmed Yan Qiushan through the crowd, and then he stopped in place in a daze.
He didn't come over, but just looked at Yan Qiushan from a distance for a while, said something to the people next to him, and returned to the car.
Sheng Lingyuan asked, "What are you looking at?"
Xuan Ji said softly: "I just suddenly thought, shouldn't I mention it that day..."
When he asked Xiao Zheng to give Yan Qiushan a message, Sheng Lingyuan hadn't woken up yet, and didn't understand what he meant for a while: "What?"
Through the car window, Xuan Ji explained the matter simply: "Didn't Dao Ling's rebirth require a blood-related life to be sacrificed? The Yan team should have Gaoshan people's blood. It's okay if it's too thin. Anyway, there are bone marrow transplants now. For technology, you can borrow some from colleagues in the bureau... "
Sheng Lingyuan immediately understood: "You mean to refine the sword again, and Yan Qiushan sacrificed the human body to become a weapon spirit? This also..."
He wanted to say "it's too nonsense", but when the words came to his lips, he remembered that Xuan Ji had also been a sword spirit, so he changed his voice calmly: "... is a way."
"It's too nonsense, I know, I talked too fast that day... Forget it, I was the instigator, I'll go talk to him."