The two brothers looked at each other and were speechless for a while.

Sheng Ling had to break the silence, and in order to confirm the faint guess in his heart, he asked tentatively: "Ziyang, you deliberately lured us out, do you have something to tell us?" ”

He Ziyang turned his head and glanced at him, his stiff face was not emotional, and he was probably a little surprised. He Ziyang has not been good at lying since he was a child, and when he heard Sheng Ling's question, he was stunned for a moment, and finally nodded and acquiesced.

Sheng Ling said: "What's the matter? ”

"Palace...... Danger ......" He Ziyang's voice was still very difficult to hear, making people feel a sore throat just listening to him, "Someone thinks...... Harm Chenchen ......"

He Zichen was a little shocked, and before he could think clearly, He Ziyang's next sentence sounded like a thunderclap in his ears-

"I know...... A few years ago, Chenchen had ...... Killed once. ”

A few years ago, a few years ago......

Sheng Ling's face was a little ugly, the incident a few years ago was the most remorseful for him, because of his mistakes, He Zichen almost couldn't come back.

"You mean......" He Zichen's eyes widened suddenly.

Compared to Sheng Ling, who fell into self-blame when he remembered the incident back then, He Zichen obviously had a clearer mind, and even after a few years, he remembered what he saw before he lost consciousness...... It was a demon.

He was killed by a monster at the hand of Sheng Ling.

Once, the Star Picking Tower was attacked by a large-scale monster, causing the previous national teacher Bai Feng to be martyred and die without a place to be buried, and most of the young disciples of the Star Picking Tower were also killed and injured in the bloody battle. In that battle, the Star Pickers paid a huge price and narrowly defeated the demon army and protected the others, and it was not tragic enough to be called a victory.

After that, Sheng Ling took over as the national teacher, rebuilt the Star Picking Tower in the midst of many doubts, and it was safe and sound for a year.

Later, unconsciously, there were often some faint demonic qi inexplicably in the palace, and it was not uncommon for palace people to be possessed by monsters, and He Zichen had seen it many times with his own eyes. Fortunately, they are all low-end monsters, and it is not difficult to deal with them, but during that time, the disciples of the Star Picking Tower were busy day and night.

These didn't make people think about it much, but they were the remnants of the monsters that attacked the Star Picking Tower at the beginning, and now they listen to Ziyang's meaning......

Actually, they were all coming for him?

This realization made He Zichen a little blind.

It makes perfect sense that monsters will harm people and harm him by the way, but if you say that those monsters are all aimed at him He Zichen alone...... It doesn't make sense.

After all, He Zichen felt deeply, and he was simply the safest person in the entire palace during that time.

Whether those monsters are in their bodies or possessed by people, they all approached him and consciously sneered and floated away, and he was used to the scene of monsters turning around in front of him from time to time, and then the scene of the demonic energy floating in front of him.

He had never been hurt in the slightest, and it seemed as if the monsters were just there to show off in front of him.

If the target of those monsters is him, it is probably because they love him deeply.

"Ziyang, how did you know?" Sheng Ling came back to his senses and asked the most critical place.

"Because ......," He Ziyang's hoarse voice trembled imperceptibly, but he still continued, "I have it...... A Trace of Soul Sense......"

He Ziyang was entangled by the black mist-like demonic energy, and finally fell into the hidden abyss, which was originally the fate of ten deaths and rapid death, but he didn't want to let him live for a while longer, although that experience can be called life, life is better than death.

He Ziyang also learned after he fell that a very powerful monster was sealed under the hidden abyss.

That seal is not far away, and that monster is not a low-level monster that is bred by the simple aggregation of demonic energy, it stands to reason that such a dangerous existence is not known to the whole country, at least those who practice in the Star Picking Tower should have heard of it.

But they didn't know anything about the monster.

Not only is it not recorded in the history and legends of the living country, but Bai Feng has never mentioned it to them.

And the monster's purpose in trying to drag people down the abyss is not to hunt for food, but to find a stand-in.

The seal was not left in ancient times, the mana did not weaken with the years at all, and it was difficult to break free for a while, and the monster was in a hurry to get out, so it could only find a stand-in, and give a wisp of soul consciousness to the stand-in to make the seal unrecognizable, so that the other party could be bound under the abyss instead of himself.

However, the Tibetan abyss is located in the deep mountains and old forests, and the place where the monster was sealed is even less visited, and it has waited for many years, and finally waited for a stand-in that it fancies. Across the abyss, it could only vaguely feel that the divine soul was very powerful, and there were some indescribable special features, and if he was caught and disguised a little, he could stay in place of himself.

Unexpectedly, the demonic mist that it had managed to separate out was burned, and it couldn't get close to the child at all.

But just as it was about to retreat, another stand-in came to the door.

Although this spirit is weak, it will take some effort to replace it, but fortunately, it has no resistance, and it is easy to succeed.

This stand-in is He Ziyang.

Due to the weakness of the soul, it took a lot of effort for the monster to make He Ziyang successfully become a stand-in, and at the same time left a wisp of soul consciousness on him, that is, this wisp of chaotic divine consciousness, so that He Ziyang had a certain understanding of the monster with an extraordinarily beautiful human form, although he could not fully obtain its memories and specific thoughts, but he could vaguely feel some of its thoughts.

For example, its main purpose in rushing out is to get revenge on whom, and it is willing to pay anything for it.

For a long time, He Ziyang was not very clear whether he was dead or still alive.

Countless low-level monsters born in the demonic qi were eyeing him and were often harassed, but because of the weak protection of the seal and the threat of that trace of soul sense, they would not all rush up and devour him frantically. Under the erosion of the heavy demonic qi, his body has begun to decay from the inside.

In those dark days, he only had a trace of chaotic consciousness left.

I don't know how long it took, but the remaining trace of soul consciousness on his body sensed a great pain, and this pain came from the monster that had escaped.

Eventually, its pain and hatred subsided, replaced by a frenzied longing.

The longing for the soul of that child.

It wants to hurt Chenchen!

As a result, He Ziyang woke up from the chaos.

I don't know where the determination and courage came from, he has always been timid and took the initiative to become a predator, and the target of the predation is those monsters under the hidden abyss. At first, he tried to absorb demonic energy, and when he felt that his soul body was gradually growing, he finally began to attack those monsters.

The brutal fighting in the dark abyss is not born of hatred, but of a desperate desire to leave.

Finally, after the surrounding monsters and demonic qi were all taken over by him for his own use, He Ziyang finally felt that he seemed to have become stronger.

The seal seemed to loosen a little unconsciously, and the light spell of the spell was dimmed a lot, and he knew that he could finally see the light of day.

When he reunited with the first ray of sunshine after a long absence, He Ziyang felt that he wanted to cry, but now he couldn't cry.

He became a demon, a terrible demon.

He could condense the substance, but he still used his decayed body, as if everything was the same as before.

But He Ziyang knew that from the time he hunted the first monster, or earlier, from the time he absorbed the first wisp of demonic energy, he was no longer his former self.

Of course, these He Ziyang did not elaborate, but only stated a few sentences very briefly, but those who listened could hear many unfinished words from these short sentences.

Sheng Ling's throat moved slightly, knowing that he was too weak to say anything, so he had to say with difficulty: "Ziyang, I've suffered you......"

He Ziyang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to shake his head, but he felt that his head was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and finally just lowered his eyes silently.

Even he couldn't say it calmly: It's okay, it's not bitter.

He Zichen stood in place with a shocked and pale face, his heart was in a mess, he didn't react for a while, he just thought wildly in his mind: Ziyang is so afraid of pain, how has it hurt all these years? No, he doesn't even feel pain now, right......

"You ...... You want to leave......" After a long while, He Ziyang spoke again, especially sincerely, "Now, don't go back to the palace...... Dangerous...... Go find it, don't let it hurt anyone...... It's very weak...... Moreover, I didn't dare to contact Chenchen. ”

Don't dare to touch ......

Sheng Ling's heart moved, remembering the scene he had seen several times, but all evil things, as soon as they approached He Zichen's body, they would be wiped out, and the more powerful monsters would be forced to retreat. This reminded him of the "Zichen Dragon Qi" recorded in ancient books, the Lord of the Mandate of Heaven, the righteousness is mighty, and the demons and evil are close to retreating.

In this regard, he had a vague guess at the beginning, but he was not very sure, after all, the original prince was Ziyang, if it is said that Zichen Dragon Qi must be the monarch of the Mandate of Heaven, where does he put Ziyang?

Now He Ziyang's words have once again confirmed this speculation.

He Zichen raised his head suddenly, his eyes were already calm, and he asked, "Where do you want us to find it?" ”

"All the way...... ...... to the west" said, He Ziyang's figure faded again.

He Zichen's heart tightened, staring at the person who was gradually disappearing, clenching his fists but not making any movement.

Turning to Shang Sheng Ling with a slightly worried look, he grinned, patted Sheng Ling's shoulder, and said comfortingly: "It's okay, Ziyang will definitely follow us all the way, it's okay." ”

Sheng Ling stretched out his hand to hold his, pinched it gently, and said calmly, "Let's go." ”

All the way to the west.

Ziyang is lying, or hiding something.

- Neither of them said anything, but they both tacitly understood it.

He Ziyang has never lied since he was a child, and when he rarely says it, his face is red, and his eyes are evasive, so that people can see through it at a glance. Now, this stiff face has become his best cover, but he is still not good at lying. The words are full of loopholes, and you don't have to think to hear that something is wrong.

But no matter how many layers are true or false, He Zichen and Sheng Ling believe it. Even if he doesn't know anything, he is willing to do what He Ziyang said.

He Ziyang didn't want to say it, they didn't want to ask, he lied, and they didn't want to tell it.

After He Zichen looked back, he felt that he was confused at that time, and maybe he was a little subconsciously afraid.

He knows Ziyang too well, just as Ziyang knows him, although their temperaments are too different, their positions and feelings have always been similar. So it became clearer that what He Ziyang didn't want to face was not necessarily what he was willing to face.

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