King Bian Cheng frowned, and watched the roulette stop on the water attribute, facing the kanzi, and the compass clicked, like a mechanism on the seam, and stopped rotating.

The "Water Attribute ......" wheel put away his mana, the compass returned to his palm, looked down, and gasped: "Located in the southeast, the Lord is lonely, if you know what its fate is, you still have to find Yama, Yama, the record is detailed." ”

King Bian Cheng frowned, and solemnly thanked the king of the wheel, this kind of thing that damaged yin morality, he owed the wheel, turned around and left.

"Just gone?" The wheel whispered, stood up unhurriedly, and put the compass into his arms: "I owe Ben Wan a lot of favors."

King Bian Cheng gradually, looking back, the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold smile and said: "If you go to the southeast and can find her, this king will come back to repay your favor." ”

"Haha......" The Wheel King touched his beard and laughed twice, he could be said to be watching King Bian Cheng inherit the throne, watching him change and grow little by little, from his resolute eyes, the wheel could see that he was leaving, and the chance of coming back was very small, very small, put away his smile and said: "That's it, you better think about it for yourself." ”

After the Wheel King finished speaking, he turned his back to the face, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "The southeast is a human city, called Dongchang Kingdom, a vast sea of people, and this king can only help you so much." ”

King Bian Cheng hesitated, looked at the back of the wheel, for a long time, did not speak, or a word of thanks could not express his apologies, forcibly reversing the reincarnation record, it has already damaged yin virtue, consumed mana, snooped on the heavens, and it was a crime on the sin, he was speechless, turned around, and walked out of the wheel palace.

A fierce horse with his feet on the clouds, it was the mount that he galloped the world in the heavenly realm and subdued demons and eliminated demons, and he has always kept it, just like the Heaven Opening Treasure Knife, which has sealed too many killings and achievements.

The fierce horse is black, flashing with oily mane, shining in the sun, flickering, at the center of the horse's eyebrows, a pinch of snow-white hair, like a jewel inlaid in the crown of the king's supreme, showing the might and divine might, four hooves step through the void, and the clouds under the feet are raised.

"Brother Bi...... Big Brother Bi ......" In the distance, a faint hysterical call sounded, and he looked at Big Brother Bi, who would ride on the dusty war horse for a long time and disappear in an instant.

Bian Chengwang's long hair is like a waterfall, scattered and flying, with the bump of the horse's back, the waves float, the black brocade robe sways with the wind, dragging a long phantom behind the fierce horse, at this moment, the sun rises in the east, clothed with the morning glow of the sky, like a hanging river and a fierce horse falling from the sky.

"Xiaoyu, wait for me ......"

A sentence that has gone through several vicissitudes of life, I recited it over and over again in my heart.

Youyou stomped her feet, she did so much for him, why, before he left, he didn't even say hello, the peach blossom rain, clearly felt that this man was so far away from her, she also had Brother Bi's child, isn't it as good as the evil obstacle in the belly of a demon girl?

Back in Bishui Pavilion, only Yan Ran was there, her skinny body, crumbling, sitting on the bed quietly, taking out the bell left by Junmo that day from her arms, and shaking it subconsciously.

"Ah......h

Yu Yu yelled with him, it turned out to be so painful.

Youyou Mu Ne knocked on the bell, the bell was only the size of a finger, but with her knocking action, it was like a small Gu worm with a thin silk thread, climbing wantonly, like a little doll that couldn't find a home, anxious like an ant in a hot pot.

Youyou's tears fell down one by one, she had been deeply in love with King Bian Cheng for thousands of years, and she had liked him since she was a child.

Youyou closed the bell again, Yan Ran had fallen to the ground unconscious, seeing that her skin and flesh were still wriggling, the frequency of squirming was getting bigger and bigger, and even her scalp began to squirm, less than half a light away, Yan Ran's eyes began to dry up, losing the moisture of moisture, and finally became two holes.

Thousands of drops of blood crawled out of her eye sockets, wantonly looking for food, and gradually, Yanran's body began to dry up at a speed visible to the naked eye, shriveled to the skin and bones, and the blood droplets were still unwilling to squirm under her skin, frantically looking for the last trace of edible essence blood.

Youyou smiled, or useless people should be this end, Youyou looked at Yanran fiercely, looked at it, her eyes were wet again, and she also had Gu worms on her body, she would have the same fate as Yanran one day, wipe away her tears, she was going to leave the house, and she didn't dare to mention the Gu worms on her body in front of her father.

I'm afraid that my father will know that when she ran away from the house when she was a child, she knew a human from Miao Village and secretly learned to raise Gu, as for solving Gu, she was hazy and didn't know why, if her father knew, she would die.

Running all the way to Chilian Island, she was now very afraid of the monster, but she was forced to be helpless, she calculated the chips in her hand, and felt that the monster would definitely promise her to get rid of the Gu worm.

The southeast of Dongchang, which occupies the entire land, is prosperous and prosperous, with abundant food and clothing, all of which give people a unique land, and on the streets, all kinds of people live in harmony, buy and sell reasonably, buy and sell without bargaining, sell only for life, and exchange their own things for what they don't have, which is enough to make people feel the true meaning of life.

In the bustling streets, a black horse, slowly stepping through, walking in the crowded crowd, looks particularly eye-catching, attracting many women to stop.

Blue eyes contracted, crowded with people, but could not find a trace of familiar breath, gradually, the sunset in the west mountain, the crowd on the street gradually thinned, he blindly rushed from the underworld, blood surging, in the face of this afterglow under the reflection of Dongchangguo, he found that he was very helpless.

Day by day, the time of the world seems to be longer than the underworld, the sun and the moon are staggered, time is lost, this Dongchang country, Ningming Street, except for one more shop selling calligraphy, painting and wood carving, it seems that the original appearance has never changed.

The shopkeeper is a man of few words, nine feet tall, and his blue eyes are the symbol of this "Lingxi" Pavilion, he finally believes that this Lingxi comes from the love silk of his previous life, even if she is just a remnant soul, perhaps, there will be something left.

King Bian Cheng's eyes were calm and serious, holding the thousand-year-old sunken wood he had just picked, carving meticulously, occasionally blowing a mouthful of sawdust, stroking it, gently like stroking his lover's cheek, it seemed that a little carelessness would hurt her.

"Last night's stars and last night's wind, the east of Guitang on the west side of the painting building, there are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart is a little clear."

Half a month after opening, no guest visited, at this moment, no one heard its voice first, with free and easy and emotional, full of heartiness and drunkenness, with the footsteps in, King Bian Cheng raised his eyes.

"How much silver is this wood carving?"

The person who came was an eight-foot tall boy, a red robe, a brocade belt around his waist, and glanced at the shop, a total of two shelves, but only three wood carvings, a pair of calligraphy and paintings, the woman on this calligraphy and painting was graceful, with a smile of contempt for the common people, surrounded by flowers on the other side of the feet, and the most important thing was that the woman was a purple concubine dress.

The man walked to the shelf, raised his hand to take down the wood carving, and praised it: "The craftsmanship is good, it seems that even if the old ghost does not become a ghost king, he still has some life skills." ”