Thirty-three heavens, fairy spirit, a small courtyard, the phoenix flowers are really gorgeous. "Phantom." The girl in the blue gauze casts the spell over and over again. "Why can't you conjure up a prototype?" Spells have improved a lot lately. Other mythical beasts can conjure up prototypes not long after they are born, I've been around for 500 years, and Haotian God said that I will be able to show the prototype when I'm 500 years old, so I shouldn't lie to me. ”

"Fairy Ningyan, Haotian God sent someone to send some melons and fruits. It was resting on the table in the main hall. "The maid of the Phoenix Hall is respectful.

"Melons and fruits? Great, I'm a little tired from practice. Eat something first. Anyway, it's a few days away from my birthday. Ning Yan was relieved when he thought about it, and happily returned to the main hall.

"Ning Yan, it's broken, it's broken. Something big is wrong. Hu Jiu'er ran wildly all the way, panting and running in front of Ning Yan.

"What? Running in such a hurry? Burning the ass? Ning Yan ate the grapes slowly, "Jiu'er, the things in this world are really delicious." Slippery and sweet. You also have one, this is sent by Haotian's old man. ”

"Ah, my little Ning Yan, when is this still eating?" Hu Jiu'er took Ning Yan's hand at once. "Something happened, something happened to Zhilan Shangxian!"

Ning Yan stood up suddenly, snapped, the table overturned, and the fresh melons and fruits on it were scattered all over the ground, "What's wrong?" Didn't she go through the calamity? ”

"It's just that the tribulation went wrong." Hu Jiu'er looked weak.

"Something went wrong? How could your Xingjun go wrong? ”

"This, I accidentally disrupted the astrolabe and caused Zhilan Shangxian to be reincarnated in the wrong place. Originally, she was supposed to be reincarnated as Su Xiaoxiao, but now she has become Zheng Wan. Hu Jiu'er swallowed. Handing a book in both hands, "This is the fate of this life." ”

"What is this? What bloody plot? It's really getting more and more ridiculous for your Xingjun to make up stories. Zheng Wan, the poisonous queen of the Great Qin State? So vicious? Is she really that bad? What is it that can be so ruthless and unjust. I didn't see it when I was a girl.,Tut-tut.,And so on.。 What did you just say? Sister Zhilan was reincarnated as her? Is she the sister of Zhilan who has been through the tribulation? No, no, you can't commit the crime of killing after a long time. Hurry up and let your Xingjun change it. Ning Yan shook his head as he flipped through the book.

"This time this book is not written by Xingjun, it may involve immortals, the content is naturally formed, and it cannot be changed, the tribulation begins and cannot be terminated, and the Heavenly Court will mess up time and space if it changes the number of characters without authorization, and the consequences are unimaginable." Hu Jiu'er shook his head into a rattle. "But if that person doesn't believe in her own life and changes her life by herself, that's her own ability."

"Then what should I do, I can't let Sister Zhilan commit the crime of killing. You hurry up and figure it out. ”

"If I have a way, I won't come and tell you." Hu Jiu'er looked sad.

Ning Yan waved his hand to cast a spell, revealing a glass mirror. "Visible!"

In the mirror, there is a courtyard with rockeries stacked on top of each other, with white walls and black tiles, pavilions and pavilions, antique and charming." This is Zheng Mansion? It's quite chic. Ning Yan looked at the small bridge and flowing water in the courtyard, and the promenade was full of flowers and plants, a thriving scene. Zheng Wan! Look for! ”

"A heavy mountain, two mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke and water are cold, the acacia maple leaf pill, the bow flowers are blooming, the bow flowers are remnant, the wild goose is flying high, and the curtain ......" Who is singing? Why is this singer so sad, life and death may not be so bleak, what is the difficulty of her? Ning Yan listened to this song, and there was a faint pain in her heart.

The picture moves with the corridor, the singing gets closer and closer, and a solemn house appears in front of him, the ancestral hall? Ning Yan looked at the two big characters on the door, and felt a chill in his heart, how did he get to such a place? Some time ago, I shouldn't have played tricks on the two uncles in the underworld. He swallowed, listening again to the source of the voice.

The singing voice of "Wind Xiao Xiao Xi Yi Shui Han ......" gradually became very low, like a tune of being cautious, Jing Ke assassinated the King of Qin, Ning Yan heard this kind of singing for the first time, and a pride of a strong man breaking his wrist rose in his heart, is it really the voice coming from this ancestral hall, and now this point is in the ancestral hall? What is that guy doing in there? Don't be so scary at night.

"Ning Yan, why is it a little scary. In the middle of the night, there was still singing in the ancestral hall. Hu Jiu'er subconsciously tightened her clothes and hugged Ning Yan's arm.

"Afraid of what? We're beasts. Ning Yan shook his head disdainfully.

"Open the door and let me out." The song broke off, and suddenly there was a banging sound.

Ning Yan was taken aback, was it a person or a ghost in this, "Open!" The ancestral hall was dark and scary, and after a long pause, Ning Yan saw the scene in front of him clearly.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl sat on the cold ground, knocking on the door weakly with one hand, Ning Yan stepped forward curiously, but stood still, this girl's appearance was very similar to Ning Yan's current appearance, the girl was wearing cotton and linen clothes, her long hair was scattered, her face was very pale, her lips were a little chapped, "brother, brother" The girl's tears kept pouring out, but she couldn't bear to make a sound, Ning Yan's heart suddenly felt a sharp pain, inexplicable sadness, slowly spread from the bottom of her heart, that kind of cold, cold to the despair in her bones. Ning Yan covered her chest and suddenly cried, why, the girl in front of her touched herself so much, what's wrong with her? Inadvertently, tears spread all over his face.

"Ning Yan, why are you crying?" Hu Jiu'er's voice was hazy, and it seemed to be in the distance. "Ning Yan, what's wrong with you?"

"Ahh Ning Yan came back to her senses, took a few deep breaths, touched the tears that were still left, and actually cried, her heart still felt faintly sad, and the whole person trembled a little, why was she so sad, I could actually feel the pain, it was so strange, Ning Yan put her hand on her forehead, trying to make herself sober.

"Are you alright?"

|“ It's okay. Ning Yan was puzzled, 'What's going on?' This girl is Zheng Wan. Why do you look so much like me? Ning Yan subconsciously clenched the jade pendant on his chest.

"It's a little similar. However, in this vast sea of people, it is difficult to say similar things. That's not the point, the point is that she's all that old now. The book says that after a few days, she will start to go bad. Then it will be too late. Zhilan Shangxian may be punished by the Nine Heavenly Thunders, Nine Paths. It's still heavy, it hurts to think about it. In case you can't survive ......"

"Bah, blah,. I'm not going to let that happen. Let me think about it. Ning Yan paced back and forth in the lobby, his fingers kept rubbing the jade pendant, "I thought about it, why don't I go through the tribulation too." As long as you stop her, everything will be fine when the time comes. ”

"Huh?"

"Don't. Didn't you say that you can change your life? Then I dissuade her. Let her not take revenge or solve the game. ”

"There is some truth in it, but if you go through the tribulations, you will forget all the things in heaven. You went and didn't remember what you were going to do? Besides, you can't just have one more person. ”

"Yes." Ning Yan nodded, opened the bamboo slip again, and suddenly stopped, "I remember that there is such a person, this Zheng Ling." There are few days left to live. Counting it, my life is over when I go down, and I borrow her identity, not one more, and in this way, Sister Zhilan and I are still sisters, so it is more convenient to admonish. Ning Yan pondered for a moment, picked up the brush, and wrote on the bamboo slip to prevent Zheng Wan's murder to ensure her safety. In an instant, a small flame ignited at the fingertips, burning the bamboo slips that recorded the story. Condense into a wisp of smoke and pour into a jade pendant. "With this piece of jade, it's not a foul."

"Ning Yan, you're so smart." Hu Jiu'er praised.

"That's, hurry up, you go open that door. God did it without knowing it. ”

"But I haven't done it, in case something goes wrong."

Ning Yan waved his hand, "I haven't seen a pig run or eaten pork." Time is pressing, and it's too late to think about it. So be it. I'm not afraid of what you're afraid of. ”

"Oooh oh. Then you must be careful. ”

"Yes, yes. I'm also a divine beast that has been cultivating for 500 years. Can Si Ming Xingjun be in the house? ”

"Today, Yueyao Shangxian is invited to drink. I won't be able to come back for a while. ”

"Then let's go now."

The two of them sneaked back to the Siming Mansion, and the entire hall was empty, "There was no one." The Si Ming Mansion is so devoid of fireworks. ”

"Oh, that's it, isn't this a rest? Yueyao Shangxian brought several jars of wine, and now I'm afraid that everyone is going to drink. ”

"Wouldn't God help me?" Ning Yan pulled Hu Jiu'er and went straight to the back cliff. The wind is blowing. It's still so cold behind the cliff.

Hu Jiu'er glanced at Ning Yan worriedly. "You have to be careful."

"Don't worry. Let's go. ”

Hu Jiu'er carefully took out the token, injected his spiritual power, recited the mantra, and the door to the entrance to the world gradually opened.

There was a mist in the white expanse, and Ning Yan took a deep breath, "Wait for me to come back." "No, it's wrong, it's wrong, how can Si Ming Xingjun still have the leisure to drink?" How can Jiu'er have a token, it won't be deceived. A thought flashed through Ning Yan's mind, but it was too late, and the white light enveloped Ning Yan at once, and he soon lost consciousness.

"It's not time yet...... Wait" Hu Jiu'er's voice did not enter the air. "Jumping too fast."

Two people slowly walked out from behind the stone pillar, and one of the women had a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, making her skin whiter and fairer. "Si Ming Xingjun, Zhilan Shangxian." Hu Jiu'er shouted respectfully.

The woman smiled slightly, "Jiu'er is doing a good job." ”

"This is Ning Yan's calamity, why don't you say it to her. To deceive her like this? "Hu Jiu'er is a little confused.

"This matter is the will of God Haotian. I'll just do it. Now that Ning Yan has entered this reincarnation. Then that's it. This time, there is Lao Si Ming Xingjun and Jiu'er to help. I'll go back and tell Haotian God first. ”

"Walk slowly." The man responded indifferently.

"Xingjun, Ning Yan really won't have an accident? She went down early. Jiu'er looked at the back of Zhilan Shangxian who was getting farther and farther away, and asked the man next to him with some displeasure.

"Don't underestimate her. Once she jumps out of this samsara, it is her cause and effect. Only on her own. I'm going to be in retreat these days, and you're in charge of the Commanding Mansion. The man turned and walked to the study.

"Huh? Yes, Master. Hu Jiu'er pursed her lips and reluctantly agreed.