The shadow behind her suddenly moved, Shen Yuheng only felt that the fishy smell was getting closer and closer to her, and finally stopped in her ear, Shen Yuheng's body unconsciously tensed, and the long sword in his hand was ready to attack, as if it would slash the guy behind him in half in the next moment. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The guy sniffed Shen Yuheng's body, the smell of the fishy smell became stronger and stronger with the movement of his nose, Shen Yuheng could clearly feel that the breath of the guy behind him fell on her shoulder, the guy's breath was burning, and when he encountered this cold and excessive night, it instantly condensed into a drop of water, and a big palm suddenly stretched out and caught the water droplet, Shen Yuheng could hear a sizzling sound, as if something had been corroded.

It was the monster's palm, a hole eroded by the droplet.

"Do you know me?"

The monster, perhaps afraid that his breath would condense into droplets again, stepped back slightly, and there was a hint of doubt in his hoarse voice.

Shen Yuheng shook her head, in her memory, there had never been such a monster.

"But I know you. ”

The monster grinned, Shen Yuheng didn't look back, but he could see from the monster's shadow that it was smiling.

"I remember who you are, you are Ah Heng. ”

The monster was still grinning, and the expression on that face looked hideous and terrifying, but Shen Yuheng inexplicably felt that this monster was very kind.

Could it be that she really knows this monster?

Or was the monster turned into by someone she knew?

"The City of the Dead no longer exists. The monster's words suddenly turned, and Shen Yuheng couldn't help but prick up his ears and listened carefully to the monster's words.

"The Word of Soul rules all. ”

This is not the first time Shen Yuheng has heard this word, he once told her about Yin and Yang, and said that the spirit speaker was eyeing her, but now this monster also talked about the spirit speaker......

Is Xuan'an a Speaker, or is it someone else?

Shen Yuheng couldn't help but hold his breath, for fear that he would miss a word.

"You must find the last Speaker, or ......"

There is only one Speaker, but when it comes to distinguishing yin and yang, it is they who are used to speak the spirit...... Is one of the two people lying, or is there something else going on?

There is no need to deceive her, and the feeling that this monster gives her will not deceive...... So, is there something else going on?

"You're going to die. The monster paused for a moment, and its voice suddenly became mournful, and with its hoarse and ugly voice, it became more and more strange in the night, "This world will also die." ”

Will this world also die?Will the Spirit Speaker destroy the world?Shen Yuheng's brows furrowed slightly. She couldn't help but think of the era of distinguishing yin and yang that belonged to the spirit speaker.

Spirits are terrifying beings because they can easily control the world, and before you know it, you're caught up in the script he wrote for you.

Every step you take, it's written in his pen.

Shen Yuheng inexplicably felt that her back was full of cold sweat, was everything she was experiencing now just a prophecy of a certain spiritual speaker?

She didn't dare to think about it, for fear that if she thought about it, her will would be broken.

"What about you?" Shen Yuheng heard his voice, very calm, but also very indifferent, "You say you know me, but who are you?"

The monster was stunned for a moment, and then Shen Yuheng only saw that the shadow of the monster began to shake wildly, and the monster seemed to have experienced a huge impact, it covered its head, and the whole person seemed to fall into a great pain.

It took a long time for the monster to calm down.

"My name...... It's been scattered in those times for a long time, and we'll see you again. ”

"In those nine heavens, you will see me, and you will find everything about me. ”

Its voice is no longer hoarse, but has become like a spring tinkling, like a ring, like a yellow bird out of the forest, and the crisp and pleasant sound makes people feel comfortable listening to it.

"Above the Nine Heavens?" Shen Yuheng asked unconsciously rhetorically.

"Yes, above the Nine Heavens. The monster's figure gradually shrank, and at last only a wobbling figure remained, graceful and exquisite, but only black.

Above the Nine Heavens? Wouldn't that make her an immortal?

Shen Yuheng only felt that her fate seemed to be pushed by a big hand, she didn't know what the future would be, so she could only follow the trajectory of fate in confusion.

The monster seemed to see what Shen Yuheng was thinking, and sighed slightly.

"Immortals, is it really an immortal above the Nine Heavens, what kind of existence is an immortal, do you really know?"

What is an immortal? Shen Yuheng was also confused for a moment, and those memories of "immortals" instantly appeared in his mind.

"Old and immortal are called immortals; one person and one mountain, entering the mountain and living forever, it is called immortals; immortals, those who are free from things are also ......"

The monster laughed secretly, and Shen Yuheng seemed to feel that he knew some kind of truth, but he still didn't know anything.

The immortals in the legend are often a kind of image beyond the world, they do not eat the grains of the world, do not stain the dust of the world, live forever, are free from things, and wander away from the four seas, they seem to belong to the world, but they do not belong to the world.

Nowadays, for monks, immortality is a kind of pursuit, and their hard work in cultivation is just to attain the path of immortality, as if as long as they cultivate seriously, they can attain the path of immortality.

Shen Yuheng's memory suddenly drifted away, thinking of those who had ascended, could they really attain the Immortal Path as long as they worked hard to cultivate?

The people who ascended in the Danzu era, they didn't seem to be just cultivating......

Shen Yuheng couldn't help but feel a little confused.

The clouds broke through the moon, and the figure of the monster gradually dispersed, turning into a swaying tree shadow.

"Can I see you again?" Shen Yuheng suddenly asked in a loud voice.

The shadow of the tree shook a few times, and a hoarse voice came out.

"We'll meet again. ”

Shen Yuheng was stunned, and watched the shadow of the tree gradually calm down, and the bleak wind brought up a few leaves, and it also brought a bit of indescribable desolation, like the last lament of late autumn.

Shen Yuheng reached out and grabbed the leaf, which turned from verdant to yellowish at a visible speed in her hand, and finally dried up and cracked, shattering into ashes in Shen Yuheng's hand.

The moonlight gradually dissipated, and a round of red sun jumped out of the horizon, yesterday was still such a vibrant summer, but today, but only the withered yellow of a tree remained, Shen Yuheng looked at the yellow leaves of the tree, and only felt a flash of inspiration in his mind.

She seemed to know why that was happening in this dead city!

As long as you find the last so-called Speaker, you will be able to find out the truth of the facts!

Shen Yuheng couldn't help but be overjoyed, just thinking of the question of how to find the Speaker, but she couldn't help but feel bitter, if she wanted to find the Speaker, how easy was it? )