The reason why Lin Shu and Ling Fengxiao said goodbye was that they wanted to travel around the world.
But it's not actually -- and it's not going back to the real world.
Lin Shu plans to go to Minzhou.
On the one hand, he did promise Ling Fengxiao a fiancée—but where did he go to get an apprentice out
On the other hand, while the soul has not been exhausted, he also wants to figure out one thing: where did the little fool come from, and why did he travel to this era in the first place.
He said it without shame.
Wu Wu didn't speak, and seemed to be angry with him.
As soon as it left Ling Fengxiao's field of vision, this thing put on a black suit again, with blood-red eyes, and an expressionless face.
Lin Shu went to hold his hand.
He hides.
Lin Shu: "Are you still angry?"
Without saying a word, he looked up at him.
He was surrounded by black air, much thicker than before.
- This change came after he killed the people in the hall with brutal methods.
Lin Shu remembered that every time Xiao Shao killed someone, he felt as if he was full of blood, and the evil spirit on his body was a little thicker.
Lin Shu couldn't help comparing him with the great witch of the year.
Such paranoid eyes, full of hostility, almost the same murder method...
But seeing Wu-gui suddenly changed his expression, he pursed his lips coldly: "You just think I'm dirty."
Lin Shu: "I don't."
"You have." Wugui licked his lips: "You're clean - you haven't killed anyone, have you?"
There was a vague madness in his eyes: "But Ou Yezi created me to kill people."
Lin Shu listened to him, but he didn't tell Wu Shao, he actually killed people.
That person killed Mr. Meng, washed the Peach Blossom Spring with blood, killed thousands of soldiers at the Beibei Pass, and turned 200,000 people of the Dian Kingdom into living corpses in an instant.
Without any guilt, he said, "You come."
He stepped forward, Wu-gui is still young, he half-kneeled, and Wu-gui looked at him.
Worth wrapping his arms around his neck, he thought he was going to hug him.
However, his voice was cold, and it sounded in his ear: "You are the most sympathetic, you support me... But it is because I am the knife of the little phoenix, otherwise you would have killed me long ago."
His hand grabbed Lin Shu's shoulder, and the cool air spread through the fabric to Lin Shu's skin, and even penetrated deep into the bone marrow.
In the plain and straightforward tone, there is a familiarity that makes Lin Shu feel cold: "You don't want me, I will kill you together."
Lin Shu hugged him silently.
The small, cold body in his hand seemed to tremble slightly the moment he was held by him.
"From now on... don't eat your grievances, don't kill innocent people, I will always want you." Lin Shu said.
"Just now they besieged you. Before they besieged Little Phoenix, are they innocent?"
"No," Lin Shu gently followed his back: "But you can't kill like that, you can't enjoy killing."
"You have done a lot of good things in the past two years, so do you have to call yourself a righteous person?"
Lin Shu's voice was a little hoarse: "Don't you remember why Xiao Shao died?"
Ashamed to not speak until a long time later.
"Whoever pays for everyone will eventually drown in the wind and snow," he said, "If I were like Little Phoenix, I would never die by myself."
Lin Shu: "How do you want to die?"
Wugui did not answer, but said: "He took away the grievances, but the world is still so bad, if they don't die, they will never be better."
He broke free from Lin Shu, the corner of his mouth hooked, and there was a vague madness in his eyes: "I have been buried with many people, I want to die, at least let the world be buried with them."
"Don't you want to retreat to the Peach Blossom Spring?" He said, "If you kill them all, you will be clean."
After all, he didn't care about Lin Shu and went forward by himself.
Lin Shu looked at his back, recalled what he had just said, and his heart was beating wildly.
but…
He thought, however, that the time was not right.
This year, the great witch has already led an army to attack Changyang City on the northern border.
-Changyang City.
He counted the days in his mind.
Unexpectedly, just today!
In February of this year, when the moon is full.
Too late.
Lin Shu took a deep breath and said, "Worthy."
Shamelessly stopped.
Lin Shu: "You went wrong."
Worthless: "… "
He said, "Are you going to the southeast?"
Lin Shu: "Yeah."
At this moment, Wu Wu looked at him in the spring light, and said something Lin Shu did not understand.
"Lin Shu." He looked to the southeast, and then to Lin Shu: "You will not want me one day."
Lin Shu didn't know how to answer or what he was talking about. He only knew that the sunset was about to fall, and it was getting late. Whether it was going to Changyang City or Minzhou City, it was too late.
But he has one more thing to do.
Even if he picked it up, Yufeng rushed to the southeast of Minzhou City - no matter how crazy his soul was being consumed.
Relying on his memory and the field knowledge he learned in the course "Southern Xia Fengwu Kao", he finally arrived in Minzhou, but he did not know the direction of Minzhou City.
Lin Shu looked down in the air and saw a figure by the river.
The man was in a stone pavilion and didn't know what he was doing.
He immediately fell down, went to the pavilion, and asked, "This brother, may I ask about Minzhou City—"
The man shook his head, but ignored him, but said, "Brother! We are destined to get together, I am appreciating the ink left by my predecessors, why don't you please share with me!"
Lin Shu: "Minzhou City—"
"Brother Tai, look at the bright moon in the sky, and the spring river in front of you—let's look at the first sentence," the man pulled him to look at the splashing ink on the pavilion wall, his voice was prolonged and cadenced: "Chunjiang—tidal water... Lian Haiping."
"The sea... Mingyue - Living with tides!" He was very excited: "Brother, do you know what this poem is called?"
Lin Shu was too lazy to read the texts he had learned in his previous life, so he turned around to leave, and was entangled again.
"Exactly!" The man rubbed his palms and laughed: "Xiongtai must be someone who has learned a lot! Xiongtai, look at this! Who is on the riverside for the first time to see the moon, and when is Jiangyue to look at people at the beginning of the year..."
"And this, I don't know each other at this time, I hope that the moon will shine on you-"
Lin Shu was pulled by his sleeve and couldn't get away. He was about to use a spell to get away, but he said: "What do you mean?"
That person has a new goal: "Little friends are commendable for learning!"
No shame to ignore him.
The man began to explain: "This Qianqiu poem is just the word 'missing'. The two places are separated, life and death do not know, only on the night of the full moon, the world looks at the moon wheel in the sky, and that person must also be - then incarnate outside, Take this moonlight to reunite with the man who looks at the moon... Little friend, it will take you more than ten years to understand the reason."
Without any shame, he asked, "Where is Minzhou City?"
The man was stunned when he saw his blood-red eyes, his soul was captured, and he pointed to the south.
Lin Shu ignored this poetic idiot and headed to the south. The direction was not clear at first, until he saw the sky in the south, and half of the blood was coming up.
Beacon fires all over the place.
a mess.
Lin Shu followed his blood to the city gate.
Seeing the army stationed outside the city, it was solemn.
In the city, the forbidden art has been dropped, and the cries are shaking the mountains and moving the mountains.
In the past six months, Meng Jian led the army to quell the rebellion in Minzhou.
However, on this day, the northern border, Changyang City was attacked, the defenders were defeated, and the southern Xia soldiers were weak.
If the troops are withdrawn at this time, Minzhou will be in chaos, and if Minzhou is in chaos, the capital will be in an emergency.
If the chaos continues, the city of Changyang will be broken, and the troops of Northern Xia will march straight in, and the mountains of Southern Xia will not be protected.
No matter how you choose, it is a mortal situation, and in life, you will always face such a dilemma.
At this time, Meng Jian, the great national teacher Shangling Jian in the future, made a decision at this time that he regretted for the rest of his life, but had to make it.
He invoked the ancient forbidden technique and indiscriminately killed all the living people in the entire Minzhou city - the Minzhou rebels had no possibility of chaos.
After that, the army immediately set off and rushed to the Beixia battlefield.
Lin Shu took a white gauze hat and put it on his head, and walked to the handsome tent in the center.
Young Meng Jian stood in the open space, he looked at the blood in the city, the blood illuminated his face.
Lin Shu said, "General."
His eyes turned slowly to Lin Shu.
Lin Shu didn't talk to him much.
He just took out a piece of silk paper glowing with purple light.
There is an intricately shaped talisman on the silk.
"Soul seal." He said, "But... attract the soul."
Meng Jian caught the purple silk, clenched it tightly, and gave him a deep look, his voice trembling slightly: "Thank you."
The next moment, Meng Jian suddenly looked at the guards beside him: "Go north now."
The horn sounded.
Meng Jian got on his horse and rode without a trace, the hooves roared, and the army disappeared like a tide in the distant sky.
It is worth asking him, "What are you doing?"
Lin Shu: "Save a person."
His current spirit strength is as thin as a piece of paper, barely at the realm of Jindan, and no matter what, it cannot support him to rush to the border.
But he can go to Minzhou.
Meng Jian is the cultivation base of crossing the robbery at this time, he can.
And that soul mark...
Two years ago, because of the plague of chicken cubs, he searched through the ancient books of Qingmingdongtian, but did not find any records about the phoenix, but he learned this divine soul spell.
At that time, he thought, if he learned to control the soul, would he be able to bring back Xiao Shao, whose soul was scattered.
But after the completion of the study, the sky and the earth are huge, and the soul has been scattered to nowhere, and there is no trace.
But, at least today, it can save a person.
According to records, when Meng Jian arrived at Changyang City, it was the time when his elder brother Meng Fan was pierced by a thousand arrows and died.
Meng Fan, the later Mr. Meng.
The system in Shangling Dreamland is always smiling and gentle.
Xiao Shao's soul has been scattered for a long time, and his soul cannot be reunited, but Mr. Meng is not, this soul seal can keep his soul from dispersing.
And as long as the soul doesn't dissipate, it's fine.
Lin Shu let out a sigh of relief.
Looking at him suspiciously: "Who is it?"
Lin Shu thought that this little thing was too insecure, and his mind was too small. Back then, Xiao Shao had two knives and the other was Tongbei. He was so jealous that his eyes bleed and wanted to strangle Yingying to death. Now that Xiao Shao is gone, he was afraid that Lin Shu would not want him and that Lin Shu would have someone else.
He explained: "Mr. in the Academy."
Ashamed to say no more.
But Lin Shu looked at his face, frowned slightly, and said, "Your face..."
Ashamed to touch his cheek.
Lin Shu saw that on his face, under the pale skin, there were some dark lines running, looking very ferocious.
But he was worthy of not being able to touch it, so Lin Shu gave him a bronze mirror.
Wu Wu looked at his face in the mirror and said, "It's the pattern on my body."
Lin Shu thought about the lines on Wu Wu Dao Dao's body and could barely match it.
He asked, "Why?"
There was a slight daze in his eyes, and he looked at the city of Minzhou burning blood and fire, behind which was the shrill cry of tens of thousands of people in the city under the forbidden art: "I said that a thousand years ago, I was buried here... "
His whole body suddenly revealed a slight red light!
Lin Shu was stunned for a moment.
The whole person is madly blurred, and the red light on the left chest is getting stronger and stronger, as thick as blood.
Black qi, black qi in all directions, the resentment in the hearts of tens of thousands of people who died in vain in Minzhou, like thousands of blood vessels connecting the heart, pouring into the worthy chest from all directions!
The light grew stronger and stronger, and Lin Shu finally saw the appearance of the thing in his chest.
A beating, blood-red heart, spitting out dark resentment, its terrifying and terrifying, Lin Shu had seen it once many years ago on the tower where the great witch lived.
There are too many, there is too much grievance in the city of Minzhou, and the rivers are flowing backwards, pouring into Wugui's chest - probably because of this, Wugui's spiritual power is out of control, showing a vision.
Lin Shu heard his voice tremble: "What is your heart?"
"It's my body." Wu-gui's voice was very erratic: "Someone killed Ou Yezi's whole family in order to be the emperor, Ou Yezi created me for revenge, dedicated it to him, and then committed suicide. That person died as soon as he touched me, Qiqiao Bleeding because I'm not a knife."
His voice sounded in Lin Shu's ear: "I was originally resentful."
He suddenly hugged his head, and the whole person trembled violently!
Then, he staggered forward uncontrollably.
"Minzhou City is calling me..." He panted sharply, turned back to look at Lin Shu, but his eyes were full of blood, as if he couldn't see anything, he only murmured, "Lin Shu...Lin Shu save me."
Lin Shu: "Worthy!"
Without any sign of hearing anything, the whole person was swept towards Minzhou City uncontrollably.
The violent resentment was like a giant beast, and the two of them were like two grains of dust under a tornado.
Lin Shu stumbled and grabbed Wugui's sleeve, but he was taken away to Minzhou City.
No cultivation base, no way, no matter what you say, you can't see or hear...
Lin Shu pursed his lips and clenched the folded bamboo sword in his hand.
All the rest of the cultivation base was poured into the sword, and the Qi of annihilation was entangled. He avoided the position of the heart, and stabbed the long sword into the worthy chest in the place where the meridians were dense!
As long as I can abolish the whole body of spiritual power without shame...
There was only one thought left in his mind, and he continued to send the long sword forward.
Shameless action stopped.
He lowered his head, looked at the tip of the sword pierced from his left chest, and turned back slowly.