"You're just going to bring me here?" Changsheng stopped in mid-air with his flying sword, glancing at the pitch-black island in front of him, before turning to the general beside him and asked.

If it was just an ordinary island in front of him, of course Changsheng would not be so surprised, but this island was suspended in the air. It was still the height of summer, and the pale sunlight swept through the outer clouds, but it could not leave a trace on the dark rocks and earth.

Who would have thought that there would be a majestic island hidden in this distant sky? Changsheng admired such a strange scene, perhaps because the color of the island was too dark, he felt a little lonely inexplicably.

"Whose island is this?" After half a sound, Changsheng asked again, and there was a faint thoughtful look on his handsome face. He found that the island seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, and the buildings in the depths of the island were really indistinguishable.

Now that he is in the Jindan realm, his five senses are extremely keen, and generally speaking, even if he can't see the whole picture of the buildings on the island, there is no problem in seeing a corner. However, this was not the case, and the only thing he could see at the moment was the dark dirt on the outermost part of the island, and the jagged rocks that lay on the dirt.

And it is precisely because of this that Changsheng will ask who this is. Such an island doesn't look like an ownerless thing no matter how you look at it, and the fog in the middle of the island should be a special prohibition laid by a monk. The owner of the island probably didn't want to be disturbed by others, so he hid the interior of the island in the mist.

Jiang Jue heard Changsheng's inquiry, but he didn't rush to answer, but stretched out his broad right hand and swiped it casually in the air. With the action of the general, a transparent barrier was suddenly revealed on the outside of the island. He put his hand against the barrier, and when he casually flicked his fingers on the barrier, the barrier collapsed in an instant.

"This is my island. It was only then that Jiang Jue opened his mouth to answer the question before Changsheng. Back then, he bought a fairly secluded mansion in this plane, or rather, he not only bought a mansion, but also bought the island where the mansion was located.

It's just that at that time, he was bent on chasing power, and his bones were full of arrogance and irritability, and the word "sleep" had nothing to do with him at all. At that time, he couldn't even sleep lightly, at most he just symbolically closed his eyes.

The island was surrounded by seawater, and the sound of the waves surging day and night made him even more irritable, so he simply swung his sword to split the island, and then used the prohibition to make the entire island fly off the surface of the sea, causing it to be suspended in the silent mid-air.

Now that I think about it, it's a bit ridiculous. The thin lips were hooked indifferently, and there was a slight sense of looseness in the dark pupils. He couldn't remember what the house on this island was like after many years of not returning, and if it weren't for the fact that he released his consciousness to envelop the entire plane today, he would have even forgotten that he still had a mansion here.

The things in the world are really unexpected, and those things that he wants to forget are always stabbed in the heart, even rooted in the soul, and linger no matter what. And these inconsequential things can be easily hidden in the corner by time, which really makes him not know what to say.

"Your memory is strange. Changsheng, who was quietly watching the general open the barrier, suddenly chuckled and said, after saying that, he no longer looked at the general and looked at the hazy depths of the island with a smile.

At this moment, Jiang Jue's right hand had regained the long sword at his waist, as if he hadn't heard Changsheng's meaningful words, but silently led the way for Changsheng as usual.

Jiang Jue actually knew very well what the phrase of immortality meant. In Changsheng's eyes, he is still in a state of amnesia, and how can there be a person in the world who has amnesia who has forgotten his name, but still remembers where he has a mansion?

Changsheng naturally didn't ignore this, and the reason why he pointed it out in a joking way was nothing more than to show that he didn't care about who he was. But even if this were the case, it would never be possible to tell everything right now.

Changsheng may think that he is a nobleman of a certain family, or that he is a disciple of a certain sect, but he is not at all. He is a general, a reckless general, and an iron-hearted general. The world rarely uses beautiful words when talking about him, and if there was a "Murderous Reputation Ranking" in the Three Thousand Worlds, he had no doubt that he would be at the top of the list.

Jiang Jue suddenly remembered that when he had a conversation with Changsheng in the air, he also released a murderous aura on a whim to scare this kid. I knew that he would be so tempted now, how could he still show a trace of killing intent that day?

Now he only hopes that Changsheng won't hold too much grudges, but judging from Changsheng's retributive character, no matter how much he hopes, it is useless. The general who walked in front couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face, was this considered self-inflicted? It turned out that the so-called gains and losses were actually like this.

"I believe now, this is indeed your island, as for this house...... There is no doubt that it must be yours. ”

Changsheng's teasing voice interrupted Jiang Jue's thoughts, and he glanced back at him for no apparent reason, only to find that Changsheng was staring at the pitch-black trees in the distance. Or rather, Changsheng was not looking at those ancient trees, but at the two empty wine jars lying quietly under the trees.

"I've seen fifteen wine jars along the way, you guy ...... "It's just a drunkard." Changsheng's words were not finished, but his expression silently expressed his unfinished words.

“…… It was just a little boring back then. Jiang Jue had no choice but to explain, and as he spoke, he also looked down at the wine jar under the tree, and with his lazy gaze, those empty wine jars instantly turned into dust and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The last time he came here seemed to be decades ago, but he didn't expect that these wine jars were not only buried with the passage of time, but even the surface of the wine jars was not damaged in the slightest.

In fact, the path he is taking with Changsheng now is simply something he found at random, even so, Changsheng has seen so many empty jars, and it is conceivable how much wine he drank back then.

He would never have counted how much he had drunk, and he would not have the time to count such a boring thing. However, he only stayed here for seven days back then, and judging from the number of empty wine jars he encountered today, he really deserved the phrase "drunk life and dream death" at that time.

Changsheng didn't continue to tease, his gaze gradually fell on the quaint mansion not far away. It is not so much a mansion as it is a building made up of three bizarre pavilions.

These pavilions do not seem to have a symmetrical aesthetic at all, and if there is a hollow wooden window on the left side of a pavilion, there will be no windows on the right side, and there will only be a dark green wall on the right. There is even a pavilion with sharp and sharp eaves on one side, but no eaves on the other side, only some round and delicate tiles.

Changsheng looked at it and suddenly felt a headache, even if he had seen many styles of buildings when he had traveled on Earth before, he still couldn't appreciate the style in front of him. And what surprised him the most was that such an eclectic house was the one who had always been silent.

"Surprised?" "Surprised?" Shojue seemed to see Changsheng's surprise, to be honest, even he wasn't used to this kind of building, and he only bought this place because the island was remote enough.

However, now that so many years have passed, he looks at the house in front of him again, and he feels that this style is not interesting. In the past, he didn't have time to appreciate a house, but now he may not lack time the most.

"I was a little surprised. Changsheng's face showed a subtle look, and at this time, there seemed to be a little tangled meaning in his voice: "But the strangest thing is...... I've been looking at this house for a long time, and I'm gradually feeling that it's pleasing to the eye. ”

Just when Changsheng began to doubt his aesthetics, the general who walked beside him laughed lowly. Before Changsheng could figure out why Jiang Jue was laughing, Jiang Jue had already smiled, and only heard him say to Changsheng without knowing what it meant to him:

"I wanted to listen to your music today, but it's a pity that ......" Jiang Jue said here and narrowed his dark eyes slightly, he wanted to listen to Changsheng's music on the island, he wanted to know what kind of lyrics Changsheng made for him, but unfortunately there are always people who don't have long eyes in these three thousand worlds to cause trouble.

In the eyes of the generals, Di Que is the person who does not have long eyes. Emperor Que was still in this plane at the moment, and he had to find out what Emperor Que wanted to do first, because that guy was really a troublesome person, and he wasn't sure if Changsheng would be in danger because of this.

"If you're tired, choose a pavilion to go in and rest. At least here...... No one will bother you. Changsheng felt that Jiang Jue's words seemed to have a deep meaning, but he thought that Jiang Jue was referring to the crowd watching from the outside of the inn. Changsheng couldn't have imagined that Jiang Jue was not talking about the crowd at all, but about the emperor.

Changsheng finally chose the pavilion with one high and one low eaves to live in, and he looked at Changsheng's back, and he didn't walk in with Changsheng. Jiang Jue just leaned against the cool wall outside the pavilion, and slowly closed his eyes that suddenly became dangerous.

And in the next second, his consciousness locked onto Emperor Que, who was sitting in the glorious palace with his eyes closed. 166 Reading Network