"In that great battle between the Immortal Gate and Kuiqi, the five masters of the Immortal Sect were all seriously injured and soon died, and the formation has not appeared since then. Lian Mingxuan said, "In my opinion, most of them will not have time to teach the formation to future generations. ”

"Even if you can't dictate it in person, you can write it down. ”

"I've investigated, but I haven't found any records or traces of that formation. Before the five masters dealt with Kuiqi, they didn't know if the formation was useful, and after Kuiqi died, they were also seriously injured and died soon after. This kind of multi-person formation is extremely complex, and it is difficult to grasp the key to coordinated combat without oral transmission. Even if it's ......"

Lian Mingxuan paused, and then said: "Even if there is a written record, so what, my "Ninth Sutra" is not the "Heavenly Demon Sutra", whether it is the Four Great Immortal Weapons or the Demon Trapping Formation, it was great three hundred years ago, and now what can I do." ”

In the words, the domineering is revealed.

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Lian Mingxuan didn't know that among the four immortal weapons, two soul-suffocating tools had been broken by Lian Yuhuang, if he knew about this, he wouldn't understand why Lian Yuhuang asked those two questions.

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"Lord, I have found the whereabouts of Yoko. Di Kun stood in the Tianxiao Hall and reported to Ling Xiaoyu.

"Where's the others?"

"The subordinates have brought it back to the Demon Realm. ”

"Bring people here. Ling Xiao commanded, and emphasized again: "Go and tell Yu'er." ”

"Yes. Di Kun replied, "The subordinates have asked Zewu to return to the female honor. ”

He has always been thoughtful and appropriate.

As soon as Dikun went out, a crisp bell rang outside the hall. Ling Xiao looked at the door, and when he heard Di Kun say "Female Honor", the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised slightly.

The refreshing aroma rushed to the face, Lian Yuhuang was wearing white clothes today, wearing a white hairband, holding a white feather fan, stepping on a pair of white feather embroidered shoes, and approaching the hall.

Ling Xiao had never seen Lian Yuhuang dressed like this, plain white and pure, with a halo of hazy white light all over his body, like a goddess descending from the sky.

Looking closely, I saw that she was still smeared with a faint rouge, her cheeks were slightly pink, her lips were crystal clear, Ling Xiao's eyes widened unconsciously, her throat was a little dry, and she was stunned for a moment before she unnaturally forced herself to come back to her senses.

No wonder Dikun's "Female Venerable" sounded a little strange, and she must have been shocked by her stunning beauty.

Ling Xiao called, "Yu'er." ”

"Uncle. Lian Yuhuang walked to Ling Xiao's side, his voice was crispy and fleshy, entangled his heart, and wrapped his soul.

"These are my newly selected squires. Behind her, four men in white followed one after another, all of them were jade-faced young men, with tall postures, and each of them was fresh, handsome, and gentle between their eyebrows.

It's just that they all keep their heads down, and they look obedient.

One of them was carrying a tray with a face towel, a rhino horn comb, a makeup box, and a hairpin, one carrying a delicate hand-held incense burner carved in brass, one holding a glass plate full of all kinds of fresh melons and fruits, and only one was empty-handed, holding his hands crossed in front of his abdomen, waiting for his master's command at any time.

Ling Xiao glanced at these guys, and an invisible murderous aura overflowed from his eyes, so frightened that the four of them didn't dare to breathe, and quickly buried their heads lower.

"Where did you find them?"

"I asked Xun Feng to help me find them last night," Lian Yuhuang smiled briskly in his tone, "What does Uncle think of them?"

Xun Feng would not look for anyone of unknown origin, Ling Xiao knew at a glance that these people were all low-level cultivators, and it seemed that they were low-level Demon Realm disciples.

"Yu'er, if you like it, it's fine. Ling Xiao retracted his gaze and landed on Lian Yuhuang.

Lian Yuhuang naturally stretched out his hand, grabbed Ling Xiao, and walked towards the black jade carved dragon chair on the first platform in the main hall.

Ling Xiao wanted to break free, but Lian Yuhuang didn't give him a chance, she had already tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder and arm, and said lazily as she walked: "Uncle left so early last night, Yu'er couldn't sleep well." Uncle will stay in Chengluan Courtyard tonight to accompany Yu'er, okay?"

The whisper seems to be a conversation between lovers.

Ling Xiao was speechless.

Last night he carried her from outside the bathtub to the dormitory, and rubbed the medicine for her, because she was injured, and if he didn't leave her alone, she would be sad.

He always can't control how to get used to her, spoil her, and follow her in everything.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would come out of Chengluan Courtyard in the middle of the night in disheveled clothes.

I didn't expect her to repeatedly say such intimate words and make such intimate gestures in front of everyone.

If it is rumored, the relationship between them will be even more inexplicable.

"Yu'er, don't be kidding, how can your uncle stay in Chengluan Courtyard to sleep? You are such an adult, you can't keep pestering your uncle to accompany you like you did when you were a child. You have to get used to sleeping alone. If you are afraid, ask more maids to accompany you. ”

"How can other people compare to my uncle? My memory has just regained and I remember many things from the time when my father and mother were still alive. Although I was still young at that time, I remember a lot of things, such as my father's mother, my uncle's affairs, and the affairs of the demon world. Uncle, I'm alone, and I'm very uncomfortable. ”

Ling Xiao's big palm covered the back of Lian Yuhuang's hand, clenched tightly, and loosened again.

He was most afraid to mention the past, he was afraid to think of how his sister Ling Long protected him and took care of him as an adult, and how he failed his sister's entrustment, lost his sister's only daughter, his lovely niece, and how he lost his most beloved sister, and lost everything he cared about most in the world.

His feathers should be cared for all their lives, should enjoy thousands of love, should start from a baby, to childhood, to cardamom youth, to peach and plum flowers, to hyacinth plum ripeness, to start a family and raise children...... We are all happy and carefree...... She didn't deserve to be hurt or suffered.

However, his feathers, he didn't have time to hurt, and when he said goodbye, she was no longer the ignorant child she had been—he had missed her drooping childhood, her cardamom years, and now she had grown up, and she had grown into a girl who was even more stunning than her mother, and had endured many unbearable pains.

The twelve years she missed were never coming back.

And can he make up for the pain she has suffered?

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"Can you accompany me tonight, uncle?" Lian Yuhuang pulled Ling Xiao to sit on the jade chair, she stroked the silk-satin cushion with a silver-white dark pattern on the chair with one hand, and then reached out and put it on the armrest covered with the same silver satin cushion, slowly supporting her head, tilting her head to look at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao has sat on this black jade carved dragon chair for so many years, it has always been bare and cold, and she has never laid any soft cushions, in the past few days, Lian Yuhuang has gradually added a lot of these small objects to the Tianxiao Palace, and Ling Xiao has also let her toss at will.

Lian Yuhuang was waiting for him to answer, and when he was thinking about how to speak, Di Kun pushed a strange man to appear in front of the hall.

The man looked about fifty years old, with a short beard half an inch long, slightly sunken cheeks, a few deep horizontal lines on his forehead, a yellow-brown complexion with red color, and a strong spirit, dressed in navy blue burlap shorts, and looked like a farmer in the mountains.

He didn't show the slightest fear because he was caught in the Heavenly Demon Palace.

"The lord, the woman, the people have brought it. "Dikun Road.

"You're the Yang Prince?" Lian Yuhuang asked.

"You're practicing Yuhuang. The man asked, too.

"This is our female venerable, do you dare to call her by her name, don't you want to die?" said Di Kun fiercely.

"Hmph, she's your daughter, what does it have to do with me. ”

"This is in the Heavenly Demon Palace, you'd better behave!"

"You caught me here for no reason, what kind of rules!"

"Guyang Sect, the master of the caster, is you the only old man left?" Lian Yuhuang asked ignoring their quarrel.

Yu Yangzi is actually not old, Leng Buding is called an old man, the corners of his mouth twitched a little, and he said angrily: "It's your business." ”

"Tell the female honor, the junior brother of Yuyangzi is dead, and now there is indeed only this old man left in the Guyang faction. Dikun replied.

Hearing the sound of "old man" again, Yangzi's lean cheeks twitched again, and he did not speak.

"He's so old, didn't he take in a half-disciple?"

According to the investigation of his subordinates, after Yangzi and his senior brother turned against him, he lived alone for many years, and his temper was strange. ”

Lian Yuhuang took out the two halves of the broken collar from Qiankun's sleeve and asked, "Is this one you forged?"

Yuyoko glanced at it casually and said, "No." ”

Lian Yuhuang waved the two halves of the collar, and Di Kun understood, and immediately reached out to catch it, and stretched out his hand to show it to Lu Yangzi.

"Look carefully. Di Kun said, "Don't you feel familiar with the dark lines on this?"

"Whether it's something I forged or not, I know at a glance. "Yuyangzi held his head high and didn't look at it at all.

"Yoko. Ling Xiao spoke, "More than ten years ago, you once forged a dagger for my sister, if you are not old and confused, you should still remember." ”

"Of course I do. At that time, your sister begged me for several days to forge a sharp dagger for her, which is unique in the world, and I saw pity for her, so I agreed to her. ”

"Huh. My sister was curious about the difference between your casting skills and your junior brother Yuyangzi, who is also a descendant of the Guyang Sect, so she went to find the dagger you cast. ”

Yoko's face was embarrassed for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal, and it was clear that he was accustomed to this comparison.

"I didn't make this thing, can you let me go back?"

"You don't get it. Ling Xiao said coldly, "The dark pattern on this circle is formed by your Guyang Sect's unique forging technique, since your junior brother is dead, who else will cast this thing?"

Hearing this, Yu Yangzi squinted and glanced at the two halves of the collar in Di Kun's hand, and when he saw the irregular flowing water-like dark lines on it that were not obvious from a distance but could be clearly seen up close, his pupils were obviously dilated.

He knew that the dark pattern was indeed the unique mark of their sect.

But he still held his head high and said, "I told you, I haven't seen this thing." ”

"Give you another chance, you think it through. Ling Xiao's tone was menacing.

But Yoko didn't speak anymore.

"Speak!" Dikun urged.

"I'm not lying. ”

"That means that you Guyang Sect have other descendants?" Lian Yuhuang asked calmly.

"Nope. Yoko replied decisively.

"No, that's you. "Lian Yu Huang Dao.

"Not me. ”

Ling Xiao is not a person who likes to rub his tongue with others, he glanced at Di Kun impatiently, and Di Kun took out his golden wheel from his sleeve and put it on the neck of Lu Yangzi: "Either tell the truth or die." ”

Yoko held her head high and didn't speak.

Without hesitation, Dikun exerted his strength, and the sharp serrations on the golden wheel unceremoniously pierced into the flesh under the side of Yangzi's neck, and blood overflowed from the serrations that had submerged into the flesh.

"Uh!" Yoko's body tilted, and her face twitched in pain.

"I don't even know what this thing does!" exclaimed.

Lian Yuhuang looked at Yu Yangzi's painful expression, and the corners of his mouth rose. If she was in the past, she would definitely be unbearable and dissuade Ling Xiao.

But she has always been careless.

Since Kunlun Xu's return, she has been the same for almost everything.

"Isn't it interesting that the caster deals with molten iron every day?" she asked.

"Come, go and prepare a pot of boiling molten iron for him. She gave the order, and someone outside the hall answered.

A few people didn't know what she meant.

Dikun then pulled out the golden wheel and put it in his sleeve. There was not a trace of blood left on the fangs of the golden wheel.

With a loosening of his shoulders, he reached out to cover the wound, blood flowing from between his fingers.