Yanluo felt that her body seemed to be flying upwards constantly, how could she fly upwards, the person whose physical body was dead and only had only the soul left, shouldn't it be that he fell into the underworld.

There seemed to be a swift air flow around her, her eyes were closed tightly, there seemed to be a cry in her ears, there were countless light souls hovering around her body, Yanluo wanted to open her eyes, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open them, her eyelids seemed to be stitched by something, and under all her efforts, she only barely opened a narrow gap.

There was a strong light rushing in, and Yanluo quickly closed it, and it took a while to barely open the eyelids that left only a little gap.

But seeing that there was a man in a big red fairy clothes with his back to him, Yanluo's heart suddenly showed a certain sourness, and large tears squeezed out from the gap in his eyelids, but the man didn't turn around and said gently, "You're finally awake, Yanluozi!" Or call you Yuecheng Yaya! ”

It's an unfamiliar sound! But it's familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere.

"Are you a ghost? No, black and white impermanence doesn't look like this, who are you? What did you catch me doing here? Yanluo tried to struggle, but her body was immobilized and could not move.

The man still didn't turn around, "I didn't capture you, on the contrary, I was in your dreams!" ”

"Dream, you mean, this is my dream?" Yanluo felt that her heart was beating very chaotically.

"Yes, you haven't woken up yet, but I don't have much time, so I can only make a long story short!" The red fairy robe became clearer and clearer.

"What do you want to tell me?"

"You are not an ordinary feather demon, but a jade feather with pure blood of the feather demon clan, the predecessor of this jade feather is the ancient god of war Gonggong made the "golden jade clothes" for his beloved wife, after the death of the god of Gonggong. But he sealed his remaining spiritual power in the jade feather. This Jade Feather clan was originally sleeping at the bottom of the sea, but by chance, they were discovered and awakened in the world. And quickly multiplied, and soon incarnated into a variety of identity groups, a total of 33 branches. ”

"Thirty-three, this number is so familiar! That should be huge, too! ”

"But the Feather Demon Clan is burdened with a huge amount of earth-destroying energy, if the thirty-three Feather Demons are one, plus the incomplete spiritual power and soul of the joint work. It will produce very terrifying power! ”

"Do you mean the Purple Gold Fruit when you say the mutilated spiritual power and soul?" Yan Luo became more and more confused, behind the destruction of Moon City, how many more were left that she didn't know!

"It's the Purple Gold Fruit, this Purple Gold Fruit doesn't have a special reaction in the body of an ordinary feather demon, but if it falls into the Jade Feather clan with pure blood. If the hidden ancient power is activated, this power will cause great calamities in the human and heavenly realms.

"You mean to say that I am the chief of all evils!"

"No, whether to destroy miè or save the world depends on how you choose in the future! But in my opinion, you are pure in nature, and you are more likely to save the world! ”

"Salvation. I can't even save my own mother, my hometown Yuecheng, how can I take the responsibility of saving the world! And. I'm dead! ”

"You won't die, the purple gold fruit on your body will give you a body of reincarnation for several lifetimes, this is doomed, you can't die!"

"You want me to live so painfully with the burden of destroying Miè Moon City, you are so cruel, who are you?"

"You really want to know who I am?"

"You don't want to rob me of the purple gold fruit in my body. Transfiguration tricks me! ”

The man's shoulders shook with a smile, "We actually met, but the way I looked in front of you then was different from what you see now." ”

"We've met?" Yanluo searched carefully in his mind. likes to wear red, except for the old moon and ink pupils. It seems that there is no one else, and the heart of Mo Tong Yanluo subconsciously hurts.

"I'm not Yue Lao, but the appearance you see is indeed Yue Lao, but I didn't expect that in such a short period of time, the projection in your heart has changed from Ziyi to Mo Pupil!"

"Ziyi turned into an ink pupil, what does this mean?"

"Oh, you don't remember" The big red figure slid on its side and suddenly disappeared, Yanluo was looking around, but the person appeared in front of him, a very strange breath, but it made Yanluo have an infinite sense of intimacy.

"Oh, in addition to the heart lock spell on your body, there are also some memories that have been locked by someone with mana" said the man, but the man turned his back to look at him for a moment, "lock the memory, who locked my memory, why?" ”

"I don't know about this, but it's the second time you've come to the Mongolian realm, don't you have any impression at all?" The man said as his shoulders shook and shaking

"Mengjie, you," Yanluo's mind was as clear as lightning and flint, "You are - no phase"

The man turned around slowly, and a pale face without any expression was smiling strangely at her.

Yanluo woke up suddenly, this time her eyes were all open, but her body was firmly tied to a thick pillar by the fairy rope, and her hands, feet and body were sore.

"Shenjun, she's awake!"

"Okay, wake up!"

"Erlang Shenjun? Where is this? ”

"Here, it's naturally a Zhuxian Pillar!" Erlang God's face leaned very close to Yanluo, "Little demon, little demon, you are so blessed, such a way of dying, it is really the second monster in the world!" ”

"The first person is not to defeat the Buddha - Sun Wukong!"

"Don't mention that arrogant and nasty monkey!" Yang Jian said with a heavy slap of the silver spear in his hand.

Yanluo smiled, her body hurt a lot, but she was not afraid, "It's not that you can't beat the Buddha to defeat the Buddha, so you are so angry!" ”

"Nonsense, if you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I'll cut out your tongue and feed it to the dogs right now!" Yang Jian raised Yanluo's chin fiercely and threatened.

Yanluo tilted her head to avoid "Hmph, whatever you want!" ”

"Yo, is this little demon still very hard!"

Yang Jian forcibly turned Yan Luo's head and said, "The Emperor of Heaven has decreed, the feather demon Yan Luo, on the way to alchemy, shatter the gossip purple gold furnace of Taishang Laojun, the crime is unforgivable, and he will be punished by thunder immediately!" ”

Yang Jian didn't see the panic he expected in Yanluo's eyes, Yanluo's eyes were so clear, it was a clear insight into a qiē, and a certain sense of guilt suddenly rose in Yang Jian's heart.

He let go of the smoke irritably, and said to Lei Gongdian's mother, "Execute it immediately!" ”

The words fell, the silver light exploded, and a huge muffled thunder sounded in mid-air, Yan Luo only felt that her body trembled like a spasm, and there seemed to be a smell of burnt incense floating in mid-air, and soon she couldn't feel the pain and weight of her flesh lightly.

Is this the end of it?

The thunder rolled down, accompanied by more and more dense lightning, a pouring rain has descended on the world, and the long-drought heaven and earth have opened their mouths to welcome the arrival of this nectar.

Outside the Zhuxian Pillar, the Heavenly Emperor in royal blue clothes stood far away, and the painful and twisted souls on the Zhuxian Pillar were all lifeless, but this pain will soon end, the body will be destroyed, and then the soul will also turn to ashes, which is the ashes.

The Emperor sighed softly, but a hoarse and old voice came from behind him, "Do you really want her to be destroyed?" ”

The Heavenly Emperor didn't look back, but just said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, what can you do?" All the truth should be extinguished with the elimination of this demon! ”

"No, it can't be eliminated, he is deeply ingrained in your memory, and the things you have done, no matter how you cover them up, they will also be saved, and one day, the way of heaven will be reincarnated, and you will return to the original point!"

The Heavenly Emperor's hand suddenly clenched tightly, "I said, I am this Heavenly Dao!" Don't you understand this old thing? ”

The miserable white face behind the Emperor of Heaven smiled very terrifyingly, "You are always like this, unwilling to face reality!" ”

The Heavenly Emperor also smiled and said, "This reality is that the Jade Feather Clan is about to fall, and from then on, those thirty-three remnant souls will appear, and it will be useless!" ”

"Who would have thought that the main soul of the Jade Feather clan was such a little demon with meager demonic power! It's a pity, it's a pity! ”

"Old thing, what do you say it's a pity!"

"The purple gold fruit you want to get will disappear with the smoke of the feather demon, and there will be no purple gold fruit again!" Talking about that strange face, he chattered and laughed, and gradually disappeared into the smoke farther and farther away.

Yang Jian was still looking at the soul writhing in pain on the Zhuxian Pillar, and he didn't shout in pain, how stubborn the owner of this soul was, so he refused to speak.

The sound of lightning and thunder was endless, and after the last burst of lightning, the feather demon smoke on the Zhuxian pillar was gone, and under the Zhuxian pillar, only some fragments of dust remained.

Yang Jian quickly approached the pillar, but there was no trace of Yanluo.

Yanluo opened her eyes in the white chaos, Am I not dead yet, she raised her hand slightly, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on her already weak body.

In confusion, I only felt that a pair of deep eyes turned to look at him, and my vision was very blurry, and I couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, only to hear an old voice next to her, "In this way, she will lose all her memories!" ”

Subconsciously, I only felt that the man nodded, and then his body suddenly fell into a state of falling, as if he had been thrown down heavily, and there was the sound of wind whistling in his ears.

A hoarse and old voice came in a roundabout way: "If you want to find yourself, find thirty-three spirits!" The voice was broken and poignant, and it was the last thing Yan Luo had consciously heard. Then she fell into a deep sleep.

Chang'an City, at the beginning of the night, the cool breeze is slow, the stars are brilliant, in the depths of the fireworks, a touch of blue shadow, flashes away, the noisy Suzaku Street, seems to be still for a second, and then resumes the noise.

A black, incomparably sturdy black wolf went straight to the bright light, and not far from the dense forest, a feather coat with a faint green brilliance fell on the tree. The black wolf approached tentatively, the feather coat only flashed a few times and then there was no brilliance, the black wolf got closer, lowered his head and sniffed the smell on the feather coat, and then rushed to the starry sky, a long bark, driving the surrounding wolves to bark, and the next second, the black wolf disappeared together with the feather coat.

End of Volume 1 (To be continued)

ps: Finally ushered in the end of this moment, my heart is really full of emotion, and then the snow dance will be sent, the end of the speech, thank you, I hope you can continue to support the snow dance, support Yanluo, spoilers, Yanluo went to the world and opened a teahouse called "Drunken Yanluo", what kind of legend is there, let's see you in the second volume!