Wen Baiyu looked at his legs in a daze, and in a blink of an eye, the sky suddenly became cloudy.

The sound of "boom" sounded, and for a while lightning flashed and thundered, and the dazzling thunder and lightning pierced the sky, as if to tear a hole in the sky.

The downpour fell instantly, Wen Baiyu was irritated by the rain, and when he looked up again, Wan Qi Jinghou's back was gone.

Wen Baiyu suddenly became anxious, stood in place and turned around, surrounded by hillsides, there was no place to shelter from the rain, Wen Baiyu didn't dare to stand in place, so he walked slowly forward against the rain.

"Rustle...... Rustle......"

After walking a few steps, he faintly heard footsteps, Wen Baiyu was so frightened that he immediately stood still, and sure enough, every few seconds, he saw a man in black clothes coming out of the grass.

That person looks exactly like Wan Qi Jinghou!

It's just that Wen Baiyu didn't dare to call him, because he was wearing a black robe, not neat and short hair, but long hair, tied up with a crown of feathers.

The man's luxurious robe was drenched, and he was also walking in the rain, he suddenly stopped, and Wen Baiyu trembled in fright, thinking that he had been discovered.

But the man stared at the ground, and suddenly bent down and picked up something from the ground with both hands.

Wen Baiyu fixed his eyes and saw that it was a fledgling.

The chicks were white all over, and their feathers were like fine white jade, fluttering slightly in the man's palm, and there was a faint blood stain on the left wing of the chicks, which seemed to be injured.

Wen Baiyu noticed that the eyes of this chick were like rubies, with wings blown up on its body, its little neck held high, and it stared at the man with round eyes.

Without hesitation, the man tore off the corner of his robe, gently bandaged it on the left wing of the chicks, acting cautiously, and then opened the placket and held the chicks in his arms to avoid the rain.

It rained heavily for a long, long time, and when the rain stopped, the man found a branch, gently placed the chick on the branch, smiled and patted the chick's little head, and said, "Can you still fly?"

Naturally, the chick didn't speak, just stared at the man with ruby-like eyes, then shook the drops of water on its feathers, suddenly spread its wings, and soared straight into the sky.

Wen Baiyu only discovered at this time that this white chick, with six tails, turned out to be a phoenix.

Wen Baiyu thought of the story he saw in the tomb last time, King Xiang and Honghu, if the beginning of the story is like what he just saw, in fact, King Xiang is kind to Honghu first, then Honghu repays his kindness and removes the phoenix bone to make a dagger, which is understandable.

Wen Baiyu was thinking about it, and vaguely smelled a strange fragrance, a faint fragrance, a bit like sandalwood, and a little like lotus incense, I couldn't tell what it was.

Smelling this fragrance for the second time, Wen Baiyu's eyes turned black again, and he felt dizzy in his mind for a moment, and he almost knelt on the ground.

When Wen Baiyu opened his eyes, the scene in front of him changed, no longer a hillside in the wild, but a golden palace......

Wen Baiyu touched his arm, it was raining so hard just now, but now there was no wetness on his body, and his legs were not broken.

Sure enough, it's a hallucination......

The hall was very quiet, Wen Baiyu was standing in the middle, and there were many people wearing ancient official robes kneeling in the hall, kneeling one by one, clasping their heads to the ground, not daring to lift up, nor daring to gasp, as if there would be danger at any time.

Soon, a waiter turned behind the screen of the main hall and said, "Your Majesty, please Mr. Bai Yu." ”

After he finished speaking, Wen Baiyu heard the sound of shackles, "Jingle...... Jingle ......", and soon a man dressed in white walked in from outside the hall.

Wen Baiyu's eyes suddenly widened, and he subconsciously touched his face, the man who walked in looked the same as himself!

It's just that the man's long hair is scattered, his eyes are ruby red, and although he wears shackles on his hands and feet, he doesn't look like a prisoner at all, but reveals an aura that does not eat the fireworks of the world.

The man in white walked in, bypassing the screen, behind which was a bed, on which a man was lying, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he had lost his usual majesty and arrogance.

The waiter said, "My king, Mr. Bai Yu is here." ”

King Xiang opened his eyes and waved his hand, and the waiter retreated behind the screen.

The man in white stood on the edge of the couch, and King Xiang was still lying, raised his eyes to look at him, and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "What Mr. expected was true...... The lone king is standing Chinese New Year's Eve now, but he has reached the end of the day...... What did Lone tell you before......"

Before he finished his words, the man in white had already said lightly: "King Xiang doesn't have to worry...... I have promised to die for you. ”

King Xiang seemed to take a deep breath, stopped looking at the man in white, and said, "Mr. said...... But even if there is a soul, the lone king must be an evil ghost, and he will only be a misfortune in the world......

The man in white didn't speak, and King Xiang continued to say slowly: "When the lone king was still a prince, the lone king decided to be a Ming monarch in the future, and when the lone king really ascended the throne, he suddenly felt that there were too many last resorts to be a Ming king, but it was more refreshing to be a tyrant...... Fortunately, it's still too late, lonely ...... I don't want to be a faint gentleman. ”

King Xiang finally looked at the man in white, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed to have some difficulty speaking, he said: "How many times have I thought about it, even if you kill immortals and kill gods, what is it, I just want to keep you by my side, ten years, twenty years, one hundred years, one thousand years, forever...... Whether it's life or death...... But I understand now that I've gotten too much in my life, and there are things that I can't ever ask for in my life......"

King Xiang paused, slowly stretched out his hand, raised his big pale hand, gently rubbed the cheek of the man in white, smiled a little hard, and said, "How can I be reluctant...... You're going to come and give me a funeral?"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his other hand, and in his hand was a dark key, the key to the immortal iron rope, and said, "You go......"

As soon as King Xiang's words fell, he heard a crisp sound of "dang!", and King Xiang's outstretched hand suddenly fell, and the dark iron key fell to the ground next to the couch.

When the waiter heard the movement, he immediately looked at it, and then knelt down and wept, followed by the ministers who knelt behind the screen, and began to cry loudly, and the sound of the bell ringing came from the palace of Xiangguo.

That's mourning......

Wen Baiyu's throat slid and his eyes were a little sour, could it be that King Xiang didn't let Honghu accompany him to the funeral in the end?

The man in white never spoke, just stood quietly, and in the bursts of crying and mourning, the man in white suddenly moved, and his body slowly emitted a faint white light, gradually changing from the man's form to a white feathered bird.

"Smack!" There was a loud bang, and at the moment when the man turned into a bird, the shackles on his hands and feet were easily broken, and there was no need for a key at all.

Honghu lowered his neck, bowed his head to the side of King Xiang's neck, rubbed gently, a pair of red eyes, there were tears swirling, and the bird's beak emitted a low mournful cry, as if crying......

Wen Baiyu watched Honghu cry, only to feel a sharp pain in his heart, he didn't know why, he was a little out of breath, and seemed to be able to understand Honghu's feelings at this moment.

Wen Baiyu took a deep breath, as if something was spinning in his head, as if something was about to break through the ground, but it was like a layer of window paper, which could never be illuminated.

"Ahh

At this time, Wen Baiyu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder, as if he had been bitten, and his head was numb for a while.

Wen Baiyu subconsciously shook his left hand, and with a "bang", he shook something away.

Wen Baiyu's body was unstable, and suddenly he had severe pain in his legs, cold sweat swept up, and he shook it again, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Wen Baiyu's eyes were pitch black, and it took two or three seconds before he got used to this darkness.

In front of him is a long tomb road, the stone walls on both sides of the tomb road are carved with various murals, all of which are unbelievable stories, each person in the mural is crying in despair, the more Wen Baiyu looks, the more he feels that his eyes are wooden, as if he is about to be sucked in at any time.

Can't watch!

Wen Baiyu shook his head and pinched his right leg, which hurt a lot, and then he barely retracted his mind.

"Ho-ho-"

Wen Baiyu couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard a strange sound coming from the darkness, and suddenly remembered that when he woke up from his hallucination just now, he felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder.

Wen Baiyu looked sideways, the sleeve of his left hand had been torn off, the left shoulder was bloody, revealing the birthmark of the phoenix totem, and there was a long scar just below the left shoulder......

"Ho-ho......"

The strange voice came again, panting like a beast waiting for an opportunity to hunt.

Wen Baiyu squinted his eyes and looked forward, only to see a man with a hunched waist standing in the dark, because there was no light, Wen Baiyu couldn't see that person's face clearly.

The man was hunched over, his hands drooped, and slowly walked towards Wen Baiyu's side, he took a step, and his two arms shook a little, like a zombie in a movie.

Wen Baiyu held his breath and stared, the "zombie" still walked towards him step by step, and as he walked a little further, Wen Baiyu could smell the foul smell emanating from his body.

Wen Baiyu immediately wanted to escape, but as soon as he stood up, he fell to the ground with a "bang", now it is not a hallucination, his legs are broken, and he can't run at all.

Wen Baiyu's hands trembled, Wan Qi Jinghou didn't know where he went, he had no experience at all, he was so frightened that he had no opinion, but he forced himself to calm down.

Wen Baiyu quickly took off the backpack on his back, which Wan Qi Jinghou brought before going out, because Wan Qi Jinghou had to carry himself, so the backpack was carried by him.

"Shh

It turned out to be a dragon scale dagger!

"Ho-ho-"

The "zombie" let out a strange roar in his throat, and walked over step by step, Wen Baiyu stood up against the wall, holding the dagger tightly in his right hand, and his palms were full of sweat.

When the "zombies" got closer, the stench of decay became stronger and stronger, and Wen Baiyu almost fainted, but these are not the main things.

Wen Baiyu saw him coming, his face became more and more pale, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his eyes were round for a moment, and fear made him clench his back molars.

It wasn't a "zombie", the people who came over had blood all over their mouths, and there was also blood between the gaps between the bare/exposed teeth of the roar, which was exactly what Wen Baiyu had just bitten.

His legs and feet were slightly lame, and with every step, his body and arms shook obviously, it turned out to be someone Wen Baiyu knew, that cripple!