The future gradually feels that the scenery is good, and the flowers are sticky with Yao grass. The green mountains are faintly in the middle of the stream, and the clouds are still covered with stones.

The gods are in the sky, and the clouds are on the moon and the earth.

Meng Shu and Zhu Chi fell in a misty immortal mountain. The two men hid their bodies and quietly followed behind the sneaky divine soldiers.

Zhu Chi had always felt that this place was quite familiar from just now, but he couldn't remember where it was. "There should be a gate made of white jade, lined with cyan pythons. Look at the jade that looks like a mountain jade, but it is actually the eyes of a green python. He whispered beside Meng Shu and bit his ear.

The warm breath sprayed on the back of her neck, making her neck shrink and shrink, and it looked very cute.

Sure enough, Meng Shu looked at it, and it was indeed as Zhu Chi had heard.

"How do you know? Could it be that this is all about you?"

"I don't remember exactly, but it feels familiar. Zhu Chi replied, he really couldn't remember anything. Judging from the situation of these intrusions into Kunlun, every bit shows that he is inseparable from many major events in the divine realm, especially because he fell from Zhuxiantai because he assassinated Shangning Zun God. But he didn't know the reason.

Zhu Chi's heart was pounding, stepping on the corrected grass step by step, there were snow-white velvet rabbits gnawing on the blades of grass on both sides, the bamboo sea not far away seemed to be looming, and the spring water seemed to condense like a stream.

Through the white jade gate, I saw the turquoise green green palace.

Those few people sneakily hid behind the trees to discuss countermeasures, "You go and find the room of the seriously injured son of the Xihuang Venerable God, move him out, and you lie in it." Xihuang must be prone to let down his vigilance against his son, as long as he dies, we will immediately withdraw to Kunlun. ”

"This ...... Is this going to work?"

"Can you do it, can't you trust me?"

"Yes, yes, you have been following Shangning Venerable God for five hundred years. We don't trust you, who is the newcomer. A few people flattered and said that they went to find the boy's room.

Zhu Chi looked at their flying backs and said indifferently: "They went wrong." It should be the one on the west side, the only one with the red dormitory. ”

Meng Shu looked at him with some surprise, and pulled up his hot palm: "Let's go...... Check it out!"

The walls of the vermilion were carved with gold dust with vivid flames. Meng Shu gently stroked it with his fingers, and it turned out to be hot. She whispered, and looked around like a thief again. Zhu Chi smiled and took her hand, and gently blew on his fingertips, "You're not afraid of getting hurt." ”

She whispered, and Nono nodded, like a little girl.

The two of them quietly entered the dormitory, and there was a golden basin of red flames in the room, ten meters away, Meng Shu could feel the divine power emanating from the basin to make her feel at ease, Wanruo This is a part of her body. The flame emitted the light of the Holy Spirit and merged with the aura emanating from Zhu Chi's body.

Meng Shu poked his head over and saw that there was a small ice hairpin in the flames, which was brilliant and transparent. She unconsciously touched the hairpin on top of her head.

The hairpin that came out of Zhu Chi's chest turned out to be exactly the same as this one.

She was a little penetrated by the hairpin, and held her breath and walked quickly towards the bedroom with layers of curtains. Zhu Chi wanted to hold the impatient girl behind him, but was dragged by her one by one. Inside the tent slept a young man, with long flowing hair and a black robe, his eyes closed and his brows furrowed slightly, as if ...... It seems to be in great pain.

Meng Shu stood motionless.

Zhu Chi stepped forward with her and was about to ask something, but he also stopped.

She looked back at him, "It's you." ”

The exact same face, the blazing flames emanating from all over the body, devoured everything with impunity. Meng Shu only felt that she couldn't breathe, and she asked again: "You explain?"

Zhu Chi stood in place in a daze, shocked and unpredictable. Layers of red gauze tents were about to fly, and the two of them stood in the middle. Outside the window is the lotus canopy that has just been opened, the dew is like a white pearl sprinkled in it, the white pear blossoms are scattered, and the wooden window ridge comes in in confusion.

To be precise, it is Zhu Chi.

He looked straight at himself on the bed, incredulous, with a splitting headache. Suddenly, the private real fire burned from the calf and rushed upward. Zhu Chi suddenly squatted down with his head in his hands, like a wounded ferocious beast, his arms trembling, and blood deep in the corners of his eyes. Green tendons burst from his muscles, a deep moan. Suddenly, a powerful divine power emanated from beside him lifted Meng Shu's long skirt, and her hair was blown messy. Meng Shu squatted down and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Zhu Chi's palm seemed to have been cut by tens of thousands of rattans, and blood flowed.

Blood also came out of the eyes, ears, and corners of the mouth.

He staggered, steaming blood spurting onto the mattress.

Zhu Chi's mind was in a mess, and countless scenes kept appearing in his mind, and he remembered it, and he remembered what happened before he fell down to Zhu Xiantai. There seemed to be lightning and thunder in his body, rolling eastward. He remembered that night when it was raining heavily, his hands were burning with real fire, and he rushed straight from the Immortal Valley to the dormitory of Shangning Venerable, vowing to burn it down. As a result, the god Shangning Zun seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and invited you into the urn, and he escaped into the trap alive, was severely punished in the name of assassination, and threw it off the Zhuxian platform.

The ruthless platform is used by the gods.

The immortal god will be shattered by falling from above, and will experience 779 heavenly thunder and lightning, becoming mud and dust, and will never enter reincarnation, but can only become a lonely soul in the Three Realms.

He assassinated Shangning Venerable Master for one reason - to avenge his father.

Xihuang honors the gods.

Zhu Chi Huoran stood up, his eyes bubbling with blood. Meng Shu was obviously frightened by his murderous aura, and she hurriedly wanted to use her magic power to comfort the restless man. As a result, as soon as his hand was raised, he was held fiercely by Zhu Chi. His eyes were bloodshot, but his voice was still soft and deep, "Don't worry about me. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, hurried footsteps sounded outside the door. The divine soldier who came to assassinate Xihuang Venerable God couldn't see the two of them, opened the curtain and was overjoyed, and finally found the key step of his assassination. Before the man touched the body on the bed, Zhu Chi was about to grab his thin neck.

However, a moment later, Zhu Chi's hand passed through the man's neck. You are like air, no one can feel it.

Meng Shu reminded on the side: "We are in Taichang Ling, this is like a movie, you can only watch it, but you can't participate." ”