Wen Yuan Zhenren said a lot of words in one go. However, Shan Xuan didn't give any reaction. Holding the frosty sword, he squatted on the ground and shrugged his head. They don't look at him squarely.

Knowing that yelling won't be useful either. Calm down. Wen Yuan Zhenren asked in a low voice, "Tell me about it. What were you thinking?"

Only then did Shan Xuan put the Frost Sword into the storage bag." I just wanted to ask the Demon King in person. After all, it was not the head of Lu who he killed?"

"And then what. You asked. Got the answer. Do you think you can believe what the Demon King said?"

Shan Xuan was silent for a long time before she understood the meaning of this sentence. Slowly stood up.

The world knows it. The king of all demons must step on a mountain of dry bones to sit steadily. How can you believe what he says?

But why did Shan Xuan ask more in person. It's so easy to believe. That's because. In Shan Xuan's subconscious. She felt that this was already an explanation for herself and Lu Jiashi. And this explanation is exactly what she has in mind.

“… So it was. Why would you even let them go. Don't you want to avenge Master Lu at all?"

"Revenge. I never thought about it."

When Wen Yuan Zhenren said this. Expressionless. The sound is unfazed.

"What." Shan Xuan couldn't believe it. Didn't Master keep calling Master Lu Brother Lu. also deliberately dressed up carefully to congratulate Lu Zhangmen on his birthday.

Such an indifferent master is so strange.

Wen Yuan Zhenren turned his back to Shan Xuan. I don't want to see her sad face at this time." I said I never thought of avenging Lu Jiashi. Regardless of whether he died of natural causes. Or die at the hands of the Demon King."

"Why?" Shan Xuan muttered.

"The cycle of life and death is human nature. A qiē is all destined."

Shan Xuan suddenly felt that the person in front of him was so terrifying. He has no feelings. I don't have a heart." So if one day... I am the one who died. Won't you avenge me either?"

Wen Yuan Zhenren didn't expect Shan Xuan to ask like this. Her voice was very calm. When I looked back, my face was full of tears.

I've seen her cry. It's just that I've never seen her cry so desperately.

And there was no reply. Wen Yuan slammed the door and left.

A resounding slap in the face.

It is the death that beats the people. It was the Raven who was beaten.

It's not heavy. But the meaning of punishment is very obvious. I don't look at the expression of the crow after the fight. Lift your feet up the steps. Leisurely sat on the throne of the gold lacquer carved dragon in the middle of the house.

The crow touched the beaten cheek. Perfunctory. When I looked up, I saw that Death Yin was already sitting down and looking at him. Bend your legs. He fell to his knees." Subordinates know their mistakes."

"Did you do it?" Death Yin raised his hand and looked at the palm of the crow he had just struck.

It's been too long. I can't remember it clearly. But it was as if it was the first time he had ever hit him.

This is the Demon King's Palace. Dark blue wall decorations. The floor of black jade is shiny, not astringent or slippery. Doors and windows are inlaid with prismatic patterns. The top beam sandalwood is embossed with a cloud dragon pattern. The underside of the throne of the dragon carved in gold lacquer is paved with gold bricks. There is a plaque above the throne. The dragon flew and the phoenix danced with the words 'eternal eternity'.

Raven doesn't say yes or no. He only said: "If it weren't for him taking advantage of people's danger. With the king's cultivation, he will not recuperate from his wounds to this day."

Dead only looked down at the crow. The two are far away. But the other party's expression. Even the crow's eyes blink at this time. It's all clear in the Void." So. You led me to Laoshan today. It's premeditated."

The Raven bent over at this point. Be humble as a believer." I hope the king will be able to see the details. Even if you give your subordinates a hundred dares. I don't dare to calculate you."

Silent. A quarter of an hour. Two quarters of an hour. Three quarters of an hour passed. The raven is motionless. Not even the expressions are too much. During this period, he never looked up at the dead earth sitting on a high place.

"Get up." The dead finally relented. The voice was very cold in the empty temple.

"His Royal Highness the Demon King." The Raven stood up slowly. Seeing the dead sitting on the throne. Looks normal. Suddenly he smiled. I felt the breath of the ancient fragments. I thought the fragment appeared in Laoshan. That's why I wanted to go with you to see it. I forgot about Lu Jiashi's death."

"Hmm." Although it was the crow who first felt the breath of the fragment and told the dead to the extinction. But Chuang Laoshan is dead and insists on going his own way. Hasty decision. I didn't expect to rejoice in the air. It's so unpleasant." I went to Peacock Ridge. Look for me there."

Death rarely stays in the Demon King Palace. But the Raven had to stay here all day." Subordinates send you."

"No, you don't." Dead hands move. The Spirit Ice Bird roared. Prostrate at your feet." Now is not the time. Don't provoke the so-called righteous people just yet."

"Subordinates understand." When the Raven raises its head again. It's the back of the dead and gone.

Outside the spring rain is silky. Faint and misty. Spilled on the water. On the grass. Plum blossoms in the courtyard.

Shan Xuan pushed open the window. Moisture is blowing in your face.

It's so dark. What time is it? I don't know. Don't want to know either.

Since that day. She never went out of the room. No one has ever come in. But the facial features are felt. It's not completely closed. There's always someone walking around the door. You can always hear gossip in your ears.

Heroes of heaven and earth in the battle of immortals and demons. Now when dealing with threats from the demon world. I chose to wait and see. In the eyes of many people. Especially in the mouths of Laoshan disciples. Degraded beyond recognition.

But even so. He didn't explain. Didn't leave.

Even if I didn't know before. Now Shan Xuan has also been aware. Liang Bo is gathering people from all factions. Trying to go to the demon world to ask for an explanation for the head of Lu. Wen Yuan is the first sword immortal of Tiancang Mountain. Perhaps it can also be said to be the first sword immortal in the fairy world. If he agrees. Thousands of responses. A fairy demon battle is inevitable.

Just like ten years ago. The Great War of Immortals and Demons that lasted for five years. History will definitely repeat itself.

Shan Xuan put on a lotus dress. Walked out of the room.

And there is no umbrella. Even the hat of the lotus coat didn't hold up to cover the hair. Feel the kiss of the drizzle. The infatuation of freehand spring. Wrap. Shan Xuan went around in circles. I still came to the door of Wen Yuan's real person.

Push open the door. It was empty.

Shan Xuan thought about it. Then he turned around and walked in the direction of the peach blossom forest in his impression. I can't say what it's called. Only roughly remember the location. I searched for a long time. Only to finally find it.

Under the peach blossom tree. The man sat on the soaked grass. Fell asleep against the trunk of a tree. There are two empty jars beside him.

The rain drenched his snow-white clothes. Long straight black hair. Wet his angular cheeks. And those long eyelashes.

Shan Xuan felt sad. It was as if warm rain had hit my eyes.

Untied the lotus cloak on his body and covered it on Wen Yuan Zhenren's body. The hand just moved away. The man had opened his eyes." It's raining. I don't even hold an umbrella."

The bite muscles on Shan Xuan's face bulged and loosened. smiled and said, "I didn't notice when I came out."

Wen Yuan sat up straight. Hand the lotus dress back to Shan Xuan. Pick up the jar in your hand. Raise your head and get ready to drink. It's a pity that there is not a drop of wine left.

"Let's go back." Shan Xuan raised his hand and put it on the wine jar in Wen Yuanzhen's hand. Trying to get it away. Even if it's a fairy body. It shouldn't be so bad.

Wen Yuan Zhenren let go. He will be useless if he wants to empty the wine jar." You go back. I'll sit down a little longer."

Shan Xuan put the empty wine jar on the ground. Listen to what Wen Yuan Zhenren said. Not only did he not leave. He simply sat cross-legged on the ground.

Then have fun. Let's go back together.

Shan Xuan took out the peach blossom wine made by Shan Hua himself from the storage bag. Hand it to her master." I only have peach blossom wine here. Are you going to drink it?"

Wen Yuan Zhenren has no intention of prevarication. Dafang took it. He began to drink again.

He's always been like that. Drink wine never with a glass. No wine, no joy. Don't get drunk and don't give up.

"Master. I'm sorry." Shan Xuandao.

Wen Yuan's real person paused for drinking. Another big gulp of mellow peach blossom wine swallowed down his throat." You're sorry for me."

The spring rain is endless. Peach blossoms scattered.

"Master. When are we going back?"

"You go back first."

"It's not. I mean, let's go back to Tiancang Mountain."

"That might be a few days away."

One sentence per person. Wen Yuan Zhenren didn't say anything righteous and awe-inspiring. Even if there is only one single Xuan in the audience.

Shan Xuan looked at a jar of peach blossom wine, which was about to bottom out. I couldn't help but reach out to stop it." Master. Let's not drink it. Let's go back."

Wen Yuan Zhenren gently brushed Shan Xuan's hand away. Rest assured. I'm measured. Won't get drunk. I've never been drunk."

Never got drunk? Shan Xuan remembered that she secretly changed the wine for her master. While he's drunk. Secretly asked him if he knew Shan Hua. Didn't you get drunk that time?

I've heard that people who are drunk like to say they're not drunk. Shan Xuan never got drunk anyway. But at this time, look at Wen Yuan's real eyes. And it's true that he wasn't drunk.

"That's right. I created two sword moves of my own. I haven't chosen a name yet. Dance for you." Wen Yuan Zhenren shook and stood up as he spoke. and the jar of wine in his hand will not be put down. The other hand summons the sword. Sure enough, he began to dance with his sword.

Shan Xuan watched quietly. The heart is full of thoughts. Until the man is over. Leaned over and asked, "How's that?" What do you think it's a good name?"

"Peach Blossom Sword." Shan Xuan replied casually.

"Peach Blossom Sword." Wen Yuan Zhenren repeated. Instinct doesn't quite match his name. But the shaking head actually smiled again: "Then call it that."

Took another sip of wine. A jar of peach blossom wine lived up to expectations. I was just about to ask, but there was still a time. I saw that the girl was stunned as if she was out of her body.

"I'm thinking...", but not long after Wen Yuan Zhenren looked at her. It didn't take long to react." You may be right. It can't be because of a person's death. And let the lives of the world be miserable."

Wen Yuan Zhenren smiled. Right or wrong doesn't matter that much. Life and death should also be seen. Man lives in the world. It's good to have a clear conscience."