"Lu Fenfang, you recognized the wrong person, I'm not him."

"So, who are you......"

"I am the one who took your life."

After Zhou Xiao said this, the soul-hypnotic spell in his hand should have been injected into Lu Fenfang's heart, but he hesitated. It was this moment of hesitation, and Lu Fenfang grabbed his wrist.

This dying power shook his heart.

"Okay...... This life...... You gave it to me...... Now, it's me...... Back...... You, it's time......" Lu Fenfang kept smiling, such a warm smile was like a fleeting sunshine in winter, "I know, you will come back...... If I can cultivate immortality, I may be able to wait for you...... It's good I didn't give up, it's good that I didn't give up...... I'm so happy to see you again...... It's a pity that I can't accompany you...... You...... Take care ......."

Lu Fenfang took his wrist and sent the hyponic spell from his fingertips into his body.

Thunder blasted the heavens and the earth into nothing. Zhou Xiao watched Lu Fenfang's hand hang down in front of him, he wanted to hold it, but he finally pounced. It's impossible, she's the Kunwu Sword Master, how could a mere hypnotic spell kill her!

"Qingyin! Voiceless! Come and save people! Hurry! ”

……

A year has passed, and Zhou Xiao has always lived on the day when Lu Fenfang committed suicide in front of him, and this rain seems to have followed him all the time, never stopping.

I can't remember who you are and don't have any feelings for you. It is my mission to kill you, but why do you want to fulfill me? Why did you go in such a hurry and didn't even give me a chance to think of you?

"Boss. Top dog? The finch demon beat and flapped its wings in Zhou Xiao's palm, and Zhou Xiao finally came back to his senses.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" The Sparrow Demon said, "There's a message from the Sky Strike Rainbow, and the Lord Regent is very dissatisfied with the boss's recent performance. The regent has given you a year, but you have not yet found a way to rescue His Majesty the Demon King, and the patriarchs of Bucheng Island, Glass Bay, Tianshuiyuan, and Feiye City have all proposed to set up a new king, and the regent is really ...... if he is on top of the oil pot of Daoshan."

"I see." Zhou Xiao said, "You go and call back to Tianzhuhong." Let's just say that the old department of Tian Yong looked at the ruins of Tian Yong very closely. In order to make a stand, the Penglai faction also sent two archmages to Kunlun Mountain to guard; Not to mention the Taisu Palace, the demon subduing array has to be strengthened once a month......"

"Boss, your words are exactly the same as the last time the Lord Regent urged you." The sparrow demon said helplessly. The regent also asked. What has Lu Fenfang been doing lately? She is living in seclusion in Zicui Mountain. Or do you want to cultivate in Yaoshan? ”

Zhou Xiao was silent. The finch demon said again: "Lu Fenfang hasn't heard from her for a year, the boss has just met with Xia Yuanhua, and she won't reveal Lu Fenfang's whereabouts?" ”

Zhou Xiao still behaved very calmly. He replied, "No." ”

Zhou Xiao is like this. The finch demon didn't know what to ask again, and he had to be scolded by the regent again this time. He said goodbye to Zhou Xiao and flew away.

It's been a year...... He's been dragging it out for a year.

This year, he went undercover to cultivate the immortal world as a Lishan bandit, and secretly found out the whereabouts of Lu Xiangfang for the demon king and the way to rescue the demon king Cen Qiniang. He saw Lu Fenfang commit suicide in front of him, but he kept the secret of the death of the Kunwu Sword Master for the immortal cultivation world...... He intentionally or unintentionally prevaricated the task assigned by the Demon Realm, but Yue Nian actually waited patiently and didn't treat him badly.

In the words of the finch demon, if someone else did this, he would have been cramped and skinned a hundred times by Yue Nian.

However, why did he Zhou Xiao receive such a special "courtesy"?

He didn't know, but I'm afraid it had something to do with who he was before he was reborn.

Scold...... It's just as far away as a lifetime, no matter what.

After thinking about it repeatedly, Zhou Xiao decided to figure out what he really wanted before doing things for the demon world.

**

Zicui Mountain. The sun is shining. The natural fragrance of flowers and plants makes Zhou Xiao forget the troubles of the world.

He had never been to Zicui Mountain, but there were no Danfang disciples to stop him along the way. He walked among the mountains, and came to a purple sea.

It's a lilac. The little purple stars rippled in Zhou Xiao's eyes, sifting through the sunlight, making his whole body and mind immersed in the fragrance of life.

A Taoist in Tsing Yi sat on the shore of the Lilac Sea, with his sleeves rolled up, arranging a basket of jagged blades of grass. Zhou Xiao stepped forward, Qingyin didn't raise his head, and said while dipping a handful of grass blades into clear water: "You're early." ”

"What?" Zhou Xiao sat down on the small bamboo bench in front of him.

"The lemon balm has just been picked, and the plum wine has not yet been brewed." Qingyin raised her head, "You're early." ”

"Qingyin Immortal, there is a question in my heart, for a long time." Zhou Xiao also picked up a handful of vanilla leaves, "It's really like a fish in the throat, don't vomit or ...... unhappy"

"The plum goes well with the fragrance of this lemon flower, and I make this plum wine the same as when I make ordinary plum wine, just add a little drained bee flower leaves to it at the end; Picking herbs, to choose two consecutive days without rain, when the fragrance is the strongest, cut off the stems one inch from the ground, every six branches into a bunch, the roots face up upside down in the ......"

"Qingyin Immortal, who am I?"

"Speaking of which, I don't have a name for this plum wine yet, can you pick one for me?"

Zhou Xiao let go and threw the handful of herbs into the basin. Qingyin picked it up easily, counted six branches and tied them with silk threads: "Just call, how about Momei?" ”

Zhou Xiao lost his patience. He stood up, clenched his fists and said to Qingyin, "You're not going to tell me yet?" Then I'll tell you! Lu Fenfang didn't have to die, she was for me—you have to see how many wrong things I have done before you are willing to tell me the truth! Me, I'm Zhou Chongbi, right? ”

"Don't ask again." Qingyin smiled calmly at Zhou Xiao, "Looking at your face, you haven't been able to sleep well lately?" I have chamomile tea here, and I can get a good night's sleep when I drink it. Life is less than a hundred, often with a thousand years of worries, you have been thrown away, why do you want to ask for troubles? ”

Zhou Xiao didn't understand. As a man with no past, he lived a very unreal life. The imagination of grinding plum wine is too beautiful, the aroma of chamomile is too drunk, he rubs the wooden door of the thatched house, and always feels that there is a hostess who is embroidering and spinning threads in this house.

However, that person is dead.

Every time he imagined something beautiful, the heat in his heart would always cool down instantly-that person was already dead, what was the use of these quiet years.

"I'll drink tea another day, I still have something to go to the ruins of Tianyong." Zhou Xiao put on a hat to block the dazzling sunlight.

"What are you going to do there?"

"Contact Cen Qi Niang. It's been a year, and she's probably waiting for me to grit her teeth. ”

"Are you really going?"

"Since I can't do what I want, I can only continue to do what I should do." Zhou Xiao took two steps forward and suddenly turned around, "Next time I come to you, the plum wine should be ripe, right?" (To be continued.) )