A few days ago, Xianqiong Pavilion, the building was dilapidated and broken. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the main hall of the building, he was too weak and panting to be helped into the building by his disciples and sat on the flat cushion to rest.

Yun Xu was also helped to the mat by the disciples to recuperate, and the rest of them stood aside and waited.

"What about the dead and wounded?" Taixu gasped.

Everyone did not dare to speak, but they all bowed their heads and said nothing, and their expressions were sad.

"Say." Tai Xuan drank heavily, but then coughed continuously, and his face was pale and bloodless.

Ma Ji said intermittently and hesitantly: "Back to the head of the sect, except for more than a dozen of our senior brothers and four elders, the rest of the people in the door are ......."

Zhiqi added bitterly: "Also, the senior brother whose life and death are uncertain. ”

"Yes, Feng'er...... Quick, get him back, see people alive, and see corpses when he dies. Taixu said excitedly.

Everyone said in unison: "Yes." ”

Zhi Yan continued: "Master Master, there are disciples in the door looking for it, but there has been no news. ”

Taixu's face was gloomy, depressed and worried.

Just as he wanted to rest, he seemed to think of something again, so he looked at Changxian and said, "Xian'er, come here." ”

When Changxian was in a daze, she heard Taixu calling her, so she walked over slowly with a 'hmm' sound.

"Do you know anything about him?" Taixu didn't beat around the bush, but said directly.

Changxian lowered her eyes and lowered her head, not knowing how to answer, her heart was chaotic at the moment, her expression was extremely complicated, if all this was just a dream, it would be the best for her, but the dream would wake up one day.

Taixu looked at the princess of the Great Song Dynasty who had grown up in the pavilion in front of him, and he had a strange feeling at this moment, and he couldn't guess her mind for a while.

He nodded and said, "Okay, I understand, your injuries are not light, so stay in the pavilion and recuperate." ”

Changxian came back to his senses and nodded, supported by Yunhuo, looking at Yunhuo again, this young man in front of him made him feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy, I don't know why.

But he didn't want to ask any more questions, after all, there was such an incident in the door, and no one could believe that all this had happened to this decent leader.

"From today on, no one is allowed to mention Bai Xiaoxi's affairs again, everything related to him will be listed as a secret of this sect, four elders, from now on, all the big and small affairs in the door will be in charge of you, I want to retreat and cultivate, and attain enlightenment and attain the realm of ascension as soon as possible." Tai Xuan made up his mind, but his body was deeply poisoned, and he still gasped.

"Yes." Everyone hung their heads and said.

After the disciples found Mo Feng, they found that he was unconscious, so they took him back to Xianqiong Pavilion to recuperate.

Time flies and flies.

I don't know how long it has been.

Since the last war, the situation in the world has also undergone earth-shaking changes, the prince ascended the throne as emperor, and the emperor and other concubines were placed under house arrest and did not see the light of day.

The ghost world is now very hidden, and there has never been any movement of them in the world, but I heard that Yehime's strength has increased greatly, and even the other title of his military advisor "Mr. Blood" is getting louder and louder, and everyone in the world knows about it.

The demon world is in full swing, getting stronger and stronger, and even faintly chasing the immortal world, and what is surprising in the demon world is that a person suddenly appeared, since the demon venerable brought him back to the demon world, his cultivation has doubled day by day, and now it can be said that he is invincible, everyone knows it, and there are countless sects that have been destroyed by him.

However, the strange thing is that he uses a bamboo pole as a weapon every time he fights, knocks down the opponent and leaves, and does not kill anyone, although the people in the demon world are dissatisfied with this, but they have lingering palpitations about him, after all, the strength is in front of them, and they can't help but disagree.

But no one has ever seen his face, because every time he shoots, the other party has already fainted, and no one has seen what he looks like.

Although his actions were not favored by the people in the demon world, he was still reused by Shura and named the "Second Lord".

And because of this, he is also well-known to everyone and has become the number one enemy in the world, but no one has seen his appearance, so he doesn't know where to start.

On this day, he stood alone on the top of the Demon Realm Mountain.

No matter how the wind was furious, his face and body were blowing, but his eyes never left the bamboo-shaped columbarium around his waist.

And there was a little sadness and pain on his face inexplicably, and his heart was struggling. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, but then he calmed down again. "Is there something wrong?"

I saw that there was no one around, but the wind suddenly seemed to be still, silent.

A black shadow suddenly appeared, with a little vicissitudes on Yinglang's face, it was Shura. "The old man is in retreat, and now the Xianqiong Pavilion is in charge of the other four old men."

His voice was so cold and flat, as if he was talking to someone he didn't know, and he just glanced back at Shura, without any expression on his face.

After a while, his lips moved, he put down the small urn around his waist, and looked into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then, he still opened his mouth and said lightly: "I still have one more thing to do." ”

Shura glanced at him, then at the small urn around his waist, and said with a deep look in his eyes, "I don't care what you want to do, but don't forget our purpose." ”

He didn't answer Shura, but lowered his head and looked at his waist, then turned and left.

Shura put his hands behind his back, looked into the distance, his eyes were sharp, but although his face was calm, he was very shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that this man who had been bewitched by love would be so strong, but in just six years, he had completed the two volumes of the Gods and Demons Record, and what was even more surprising was that his sword and Dao skills had also improved a lot, but to what extent even he couldn't see through it.

Shura took a long breath, his face was full of sorrow, he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, he just kept looking into the distance, like a person who was struggling to find a way out in confusion.

After he left, there was one more person beside Shura, who was a bewitching woman, the face under the black robe was extremely attractive, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, if a man saw her, he would definitely be crazy about it, and his figure was even more jealous and envious of the woman, and a black robe could not hide the breathtaking charm on her body.

She once slaughtered the city lord of Longsha City by herself overnight, single-handedly fought against 80,000 soldiers of Longsha City, and finally stood on the corpse drenched in blood, and her body was dripping with blood but she looked extremely enjoyable, which was terrifying.

"You're just willing to let him go?" The bewitching woman said flatteringly.

Shura was absent-minded and said lightly: "Did you bring the thing?" ”

The woman smiled, and said in an extremely flattering voice: "Oh, you want it." ”

After speaking, he took out a cloth with chaotic textures that was wrapped in a sturdy one, and there seemed to be a faint blood stain on the cloth, Shura sneered when he saw it, and said, "Very good." ”

The woman seemed to have expected what he was going to say, and said disapprovingly, "I'm going to leave if it's nothing." ”

When the woman turned to leave, Shura suddenly said, "There is one more thing for you to complete. ”

"Oh, what's the matter?" The bewitching woman said curiously.

"Send him a message." Shura's eyes were deep.

"What?"

"Demon Slayer Realm."

The bewitching woman was not surprised, but smiled in surprise and said, "Got it." ”

After she left, Shura's expression seemed to be distorted, and she laughed uncontrollably, and then said loudly, "Yahime, don't blame me. ”

……

Sunset City.

Twilight hour.

An inn with a plaque of "Sunset Inn" on it, the owner's surname is Wang, who has lived here for generations, making a living by doing some small business, and finally opened an inn, and the heart of a family of four has finally been put down, and the inn business has gradually become prosperous, and life has been a lot more nourishing.

It's just that business doesn't seem to be good at the moment, maybe it has something to do with the recent haunting in the city, and now the people in the city are panicking, and everyone is afraid to go out, for fear of being bumped into by ghosts, but where are the ghosts coming from in the daytime?

This is a supernatural thing that was rumored a few days ago.

It is said that when a villager was digging the land and ploughing the fields, he accidentally found a gold mine, so he went down to look for it, and sure enough, found countless treasures, but then a strange thing happened, the man put the treasure he moved back into his home, and died mysteriously the next day, and his wife and children were even more panicked, and they just shouted "ghost" in their mouths.

Immediately after, even more strange things happened again and again, some people went crazy overnight, some people hung themselves on a big tree, and some people shouted ghosts when they saw someone, and the next day they disappeared mysteriously, so everyone no longer dared to go out, and the field where the treasure was found was also blocked, and no one dared to come here unless outsiders were voluntary, and most people chose to take a detour or turn around.

As a result, the business of this "Sunset Inn" will become worse and plummeter day by day, but this boss Wang firmly believes that one day Sunset City will return to its former style and prosperity.

But at this moment, no one can be happy, seeing that there are only three tables in the inn with guests, and the rest are empty, the boss can't help but sigh.

Suddenly, the sky became gloomy, a burst of thunder sounded, and suddenly there was a violent storm outside, pouring down, and a shaved bald and white-bearded old man on a table coughed twice, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's really unpredictable!" ”

A veiled woman at the other table snorted coldly and said, "Who is my Dao, it turns out to be the old man of the dead wood of the Prajna Temple." ”

The "Old Man of Dead Wood" is the most respected monk in the temple in addition to the abbot Shanzhi, but he acts quite eccentricly, never follows the rules, and has always had a discord with the abbot, but his Taoism is really not to be underestimated.

The old man didn't pay attention to it, but just glanced at the person who was sitting in the corner of the window and drinking alone, his eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and he said lightly: "Donor, have we seen it?" ”

The man looked no more than in his early twenties, but his handsome face gave people a feeling of going through vicissitudes, and his gray robe was simple and simple, but it would not attract attention, but he heard the old man ask, so he stopped the wine glass in his hand and was about to pour the entrance, and said after a while: "I haven't seen it." ”

The veiled woman also glanced at the man curiously, a little curious in her heart, no one in this world has ever dared to answer the dead wood so rudely, the old man still has some reputation in the rivers and lakes, even his father does not dare to offend him, this person dares to speak so directly and recklessly, who is he?

However, no matter how she looked, the masked woman couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, so she could only look at it dimly, as if there was a layer of diaphragm blocking her vision.

The dead wood did not get angry, but put his hands together and saluted, smiled faintly, and said: "Amitabha, could it be that the donor is ......."

Unexpectedly, just as Deadwood wanted to continue, a miserable voice sounded: "Ghost, ghost!" ”

A man fled frantically into the inn, his eyes full of fear and panic, and everyone was frightened when they saw this, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

However, a person walked in behind, it was a bewitching woman, her whole body was shrouded in black robes but she still did not lose her charming posture, and it was the woman who met Shura that day.

I saw that she didn't care about the person at all, but looked around as if she was looking for something, and after a while, she stopped at the corner of the window where he was drinking alone, and the appearance under the black robe seemed to be a little impatient.

"You're really making it easy for me to find."