After a night of chaos, Luo Jinwu's fire was finally extinguished.
It turned out that the sound of the explosion came from Lei Huoshi, and the seven-star life extension lamp was stolen. In addition to Xu Zhinan's death, this century-old family fell into unprecedented panic.
There are many questions in everyone's mind, for example, how did the two flying feather envoys of the Cangyu Sect bypass the impenetrable barrier and sneak into the Golden Crow, and why they were so bold, risking the two factions to die endlessly, Also steal the Seven Star Lantern. But they were still overwhelmed by the shock and grief of Xu Zhinan's death, and had no time to think.
When the disciples of the Chunyang Sect were cleaning up the mess, Zhong Kui used the Qingfeng sword to open the gate of Yin and Yang, and personally led Xu Zhinan's soul to the underworld.
Xie Bian and Fan Wuyu helped put out the fire until dawn.
Xie Bian's white clothes and jade face were covered with dust, as if he had been rolled in the soil, and several blisters were scalded on his hands, he was very embarrassed.
The two brothers and sisters sat facing each other with a little candle, Fan Wushi used a needle to gently pierce the blisters, applied the medicine, and wrapped them with white gauze.
"Hey, don't wrap it so many times, you won't be able to move your fingers."
Fan Wuxi glanced sideways at Bian: "I don't want to be entangled like this, I want you to retreat, why don't you retreat?"
"Always put out the fire."
"Chunyang teaches thousands of monks, and you still need a firefighter?"
Xie Bian whispered resentfully: "Why are you talking to senior brother?"
"You are not allowed to touch the water or the wound for a few days. I will change your dressing every day. Don't move yourself."
"Um."
Fan Wuxi looked at Xie Bian's dirty face, got up to get a cloth towel, after getting wet, sat back and wiped his face lightly.
Jie Bian closed his eyes cooperatively.
Fan Wuxi's hands trembled, and his breathing became urgent in an instant.
Jie Bian raised his face, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his nose flared, and his red lips parted slightly naturally, as if he was offering his mouth to someone for a kiss.
Fan Wuxi stretched out his hand uncontrollably, pinched his chin lightly, his eyes traced those lips repeatedly.
He remembered how the lips were so red and swollen from being raped by him, and he also remembered the picture of the lips being forced to open to the maximum, swallowing his penis in humiliation, he knew how soft and sweet they were, and the sound of screaming How sweet it sounds, and I know how heart-piercing they can say.
He has always loved and kissed him. Occasionally, on an afternoon when he was tired of hurting each other, he would hold Zong Ziheng on his lap, and the person in his arms would become weak when he kissed him. Compared with rough and predatory love, kissing gave him a better illusion, just like It's as if they're in love with each other.
Jie Bian opened his eyes at this moment, shattering a dream.
Before the fiery temperature in Fan Wuxi's eyes subsided, Xie Bian was startled by his face so close, and couldn't help shrinking back.
"... Junior Brother?" Xie Bian felt his heart pounding. Recently, he always felt that the way Fan Wuxi looked at him was not quite right. For example, now, it seemed that he was going to stare into his flesh. How could he look at people like this? .
Fan Wuxi clenched the cloth handkerchief: "I haven't finished wiping it yet."
"Uh, I'll wipe it myself."
"You can't move your hands." Fan Wuxi grabbed the back of Xie Bian's neck with one hand and pulled his face back.
Xie Bian was startled, and was forced to get close to Fan Wuyi again. He blinked, feeling that his heartbeat still couldn't calm down.
Fan Wuxi wiped his face clean, then reluctantly let go of his hand, and said: "Your clothes are also dirty, stand up."
"… oh."
Xie Bian stood up and asked Fan Wuxi to take off his coat for him. Fortunately, his inner coat was still in good condition, and both of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Xie Bian walked to the window, looked at the sky, and said to himself, "What is Master doing now?"
Fan Wuxi rested his chin and looked at Xie Bian quietly.
Returning to the Pure Yang Sect and seeing Xu Zhinan again reminded him of many things in his previous life. As the sun and the moon fly by, those who used to be famous in the world have been wiped out with the wind, but he can still sit here and look at this person Living in front of oneself, a hundred years of hell may be worth it.
However, Xu Zhinan mentioned "Emperor Konghua" before his death, which made him restless all night. When a person is dying, he must still be concerned about the most important things or regrets in his life. Even if Xu Zhinan has no children, shouldn't he be concerned about the Chunyang Sect? Want to lure Xu Zhinan's soul to the underworld
Zhong Kui's reaction must have been concealed.
And Jie Bian looked more anxious than him.
Fan Wuxi said: "Brother, don't stand still, sit down and rest."
Xie Bian sighed: "Aren't you worried about Master?"
"Master personally sent Xu Zhinan's human soul to the underworld, what is there to worry about?"
"Before Xu Xianzun died, he even mentioned 'Emperor Konghua'. I don't know what he said. After listening to the master, he looked worried. He didn't even say anything when I asked him what was going on. It's strange." Xie Bian frowned, "Don't you think that everything that happened recently seems to have something to do with the daimyo Zongshi a hundred years ago?"
"...Indeed, Zong Minghe, Li Buyu, Xu Zhinan, and even Qi Mengsheng were all from the era of Emperor Zong, and they were all related to the collapse of the Zong clan."
Xie Bian looked at Fan Wuxi hesitantly: "Why don't we go back to Hades to have a look."
"Master wants us to stay, and if he doesn't want us to know, it's useless to go back." Fan Wuxi also wanted to know what happened. He wanted to know everything related to Zong Ziheng, but he couldn't. Arouse Zhong Kui's suspicion.
"The two female cultivators of the Cangyu Sect are really daring to steal the magic weapon of the Chunyang Sect and kill the head of the Chunyang Sect, which will inevitably lead to a war between the two factions." Xie Bian said solemnly, "I'm afraid it will harm the The whole of Kyushu."
"Why does Qi Mengsheng insist on using the seven-star lamp to continue her life? At her level, life and death should be taken lightly. Moreover, Xu Zhinan and Qi Mengsheng..." Fan Wuxi really couldn't imagine that these two people would have an affair.
"According to what they said, it seems that Xu Zhinan didn't want to give up his pure Yang body and let Qi Mengsheng down." Xie Bian shook his head, "Xu Zhinan will not save him when he sees death, no matter whether Qi Mengsheng has feelings or not, at least Xu Zhinan is ruthless."
Fan Wuxi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Qi Mengsheng is by no means an ordinary woman, she may not stick to the love of children. Back then, it was she and Xu Zhinan who helped the eldest son Heng kill his father and king and usurp the throne. Since then, both factions have benefited greatly. Chunyang The sect annexed the power of the Wuyun Sect and dominated the Chu land, while the Cangyu Sect was almost completely out of the gate."
"If the demon king hadn't been born out of nowhere, it would be hard to predict who would rule the world today." Xie Bian thought, "It's just that what happened a hundred years ago may be different from the big stories we have heard since we were young. Zong Zixiao is a demon cultivator who eats human pills, but why did Zong Minghe actually eat pills from a monk of the Pure Yang Sect? If it is said that they are a nest of snakes and rats, they are not biological father and son, and they even turned against each other in the end. His biological father is the one who steals pills Thief."
Disgust flashed in Fan Wuxi's eyes: "The rumors cannot be completely believed. However, the fact that Zong Minghe had eaten the human pill is indeed surprising."
"If both Zong Minghe and Zong Zixiao have eaten human pills, could it be that Zong Ziheng has also eaten it? Could it be that those people back then were all in collusion with Wuyun Sect?"
"He hasn't eaten." Fan Wuxi retorted without thinking.
Xie Bian looked at Fan Wuxi in puzzlement.
Fan Wuxi frowned and said: "Zong Ziheng is extremely talented, if even Zong Minghe can break through the eighth heaven, what's the difficulty for him." He practiced together with Zong Ziheng since he was a child, no one knows Zong Ziheng's strength better than him, If he hadn't relied on the Xuanyuan Tianji Talisman to open the underworld cave and greatly increase his cultivation, the outcome of the life-and-death duel between the two may have been unknown.
Saying that Zong Ziheng relied on eating human pills is also a humiliation to himself.
"Junior brother, how can you be sure?" Xie Bian asked in surprise.
"...It's all from people." Fan Wuzhen avoided understanding Bian's questioning eyes, "However, I'm not surprised to say that Zong Minghe eats human pills. A powerful monk, he has yet to break through the eighth heaven, but he broke through first. I am afraid that no one would have thought that Emperor Zong would commit such an evil deed."
"That's right, but in this way, Li Buyu is also very suspicious." Xie Bian sighed, "After all, Zong Minghe's alchemy has also been dug out. However, Li Buyu is also a talent from the sky, and he doesn't need to rely on... "
Fan Wuxi sneered: "The talent of the sky? He was named by himself? I heard that he was defeated by Zongzixiao at the Jiaolong meeting."
"What else is there?" Xie Bian was surprised, "Junior Brother, I really can't see that you know so much about the events of the past, but you have studied them specifically?"
"No, when I was in the restaurant, I often listened to people talking about it." Fan Wushi pulled Xie Bian out of the chair, "I have been busy all night, you are tired, go to sleep."
"It's almost dawn, why are you sleeping?"
"Then you need to take a rest." Fan Wushi sat Xie Bian on the bed, and naturally squatted down to remove his shoes.
Xie Bian was taken aback for a moment: "Junior Brother, there is no need to..."
Fan Wuxi supported his feet and lifted him onto the bed, pressed his shoulders to make him lie flat, and covered him with a quilt. Finally, he carefully placed his two hands wrapped in white gauze by his side, with a gentle and gentle look. Xie Bian was very moved by his appearance, as if he was dealing with something fragile.
"I'm right next door, if you need anything, just call me."
Xie Bian stared into Fan Wushi's eyes and smiled slightly: "Junior brother, you are so kind to me."
That frank and pure smile that had never been polluted made Fan Wuxi's heart palpitate uncontrollably. He bent down, put his hands on the quilt, looked down at Jie Bian with a powerful gaze that could penetrate the eternal night, and said softly, "Brother, I only treat you well."
Xie Bian suddenly froze like a clay sculpture.