A cold wind swept by, bringing up a burst of black ash, mixed with whispering sounds.

"Someone came, still alive."

"She must have come to her, the woman didn't succeed, and she found a helper."

"I can't let her out, I want to go out too......"

"Kill him!" A gruff voice in the darkness spoke, as if it had found the best outlet, and all voices echoed.

"I would venture to ask, who are you trying to kill, can I join?" Standing in front of a mass of black ash more than half a person tall, Daysun asked with a kind smile on his face.

All the voices fell silent for a moment, and the black ash seemed to be shaken by the ubiquitous wind, and the next moment, a human hand in the black ash was so dry that it seemed to have only skin left, and it grabbed at him.

Daysun shook his head, and at some point there was an extra folding fan in his hand, which was unfolded with a bang, and with a slight wave, the black ash and human hands exploded with a bang, "If you don't measure yourself, why bother." ”

These should be the undead in the ruins, and the black ash should be their gathering place, but the evil spirits in the underworld have always been mutually exclusive, and the undead in the ruins are all in groups.

Daysun followed the chain into the depths, and the black ash became more and more, and the undead were like skeletons in human skin, with sharp teeth and a mouthful of sharp teeth, pounced on and bited.

Two fists are invincible to four hands, even if his mana is strong, he can't resist their crowd tactics, and he is also slightly injured. There were several deep scratches on the arms and shoulders that could be seen in the bones, and the undead had the force of erosion, and the blood from the wounds could not stop flowing.

The undead even fell to the ground and licked the blood he dropped, but fortunately, his spiritual power was good at defeating evil spirits, and the undead who sucked his blood were often burned to the ground. No wonder Suzaku couldn't come by himself, and the demon power couldn't resist the erosion of these black gases, but I was afraid that before he reached the lake, his blood and qi would be dissipated, and he would have been torn to pieces.

I saw a lake in the distance, and there was a pale red enchantment light curtain above the lake, which I thought should be the handiwork of Suzaku.

Daysun breathed by the lake for a while, and then stopped the bleeding from the wound on his body before plunging headlong into the lake. The lake water was biting cold, and the chain in Dayyang's hand was scalding, and the Nanxu runes on it lit up one by one.

For some reason, there were also many chains in the water, each as thick as an adult's arm, covered with slippery mud, and it looked like it was some years old.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a familiar blue corner floating with the waves of the water, and the sun swam past, and then he understood the use of these iron chains. Several chains stretched from the depths, all tied to the girl's body, and these chains created a huge cage to prevent her from escaping?

He conjured a long sword and slashed at the chain, but there were only a few white marks on the chain, and the movement was so great that the wound on his shoulder broke open and oozed blood.

Daysun covered his shoulders, a little weak.

The small chain on his body suddenly ignited a faint blue fire, and the iron chain that bound the girl also responded, and the characters on it were also lit up one after another, all of which were Nanxu's characters. By the light of the chains, Daysun looked down to see an abandoned altar underneath, all of which were embedded in several stone pillars on the altar.

Sun Yang frowned and looked at the girl's pale face, puzzled in his heart, it was Nanxu's people who locked her up, so why did Suzaku try his best to save her? Being bound here, you can't live, you can't die, you can only drift along the lake, what a hatred.

The chains collided with each other with a dull thud, and the chains tied to her fell with the sound. Daysun grabbed her wrist and struggled to the surface.

A stream of water crashed over him and slapped him on the back. He didn't notice it for a while, and when he was hit by this, the blood and qi in his chest surged and he spit out blood directly, and the blood spread out with the lake.

Behind him, an undead opened its mouth wide, its fangs exposed, and before it could get close, it was slapped away by the chain that had awakened at the bottom of the lake.

There were more and more undead in the water, and there was a large area of black and black, and the iron chains on the altar surrounded them and carried them to the surface of the lake. It was easy to reach the surface of the water, and the sun panted heavily, and when the strength was restored, he used the aura as a rope to carry her on his back.

The journey out was about the same as when they came, except that the undead became more and crazier.

As soon as Daysun gritted his teeth, he slashed his wrist with his hand as a blade, and suddenly the blood flowed like a pillar, and he said softly in his mouth: "Blood." There was a light in his dark eyes, and he looked up to see that the blood light tore apart the monster within a radius of a hundred miles, more crazy, he never admitted defeat.

With a blank face, he tore off a strip of cloth, wrapped it around the palm of his hand, suppressed the fishy sweetness in his throat, and raised his foot to walk towards the portal not far away.

Daysun walked to the portal with a strong grip, and with a shudder he removed the chain that was wrapped around his hand, which was still mixed with undried blood, and was wrapped around the girl's wrist. As soon as he stepped out of the door, those monsters grabbed the corner of the girl's clothes behind him, and Sunyang's wrist was sore, and he forcibly lifted his sword. But I saw a dark blue flame ignite, and those monsters let out a hoarse scream, and the giant door slowly closed.

He couldn't hold it anymore, his spiritual power collapsed, and he fell to the ground with the girl.

In a trance, I seemed to see the girl open her eyes......

It had been more than half a month since he returned from Guiru, and Daysun was chopping bamboo with a flowing fire, and the priest brought a lot of medicinal herbs to see him. In the past half a month, he has been like this day by day, and he has almost become a carrier pigeon that connects Nanxutian with the missing mountain.

Dayyang drank a bowl of black medicinal soup and asked, "How is your master's little apprentice?" ”

Suzaku got rid of this important event in his heart, Nanxu also dispersed the gloom of the day, and when he mentioned her, the punishment also had a relaxed smile on his face: "Okay, I woke up the next day after returning from the ruins......

He didn't elaborate on what happened after she woke up that day, only said what she did in the past few days, "More or less my master's own disciple, unreasonable and easy to fight." It's only been half a month, and the big demons on the hills of Nanxu have taken turns to let her clean up, and they all walked around when they saw her. ”

"So powerful?"

Si Xing smiled: "Where, those big demons all looked at Master Tai's face, and they didn't dare to make a heavy hand, and they admitted defeat without a few moves." ”

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Sun Yang held a sword spike in his hand with a piece of luster white jade tied to it, and asked casually, "What's her name?" ”

"Brute Moon."

He hummed, picked up the carving knife and carefully engraved her name on the jade, and tied the sword tassel he had made himself to the hilt of the flowing fire. Daysun handed over the flowing fire to Si Ming, "Give it to her, Nanxu's things will be returned to you." ”

There is a formation he burned on the jade, at least he can save her life in times of danger, he is not a good person, but he doesn't want his hard-earned life to be broken in vain, and his efforts are wasted.

Punishment: "Master Tai said, I want to thank Dayyangjun well, and I will ask Dayyangjun to go to Nanxu more often." Thinking of the miserable condition of the palace, he hurriedly explained: "Master Tai has already repaired the palace, which is somewhat decent." ”

Daysun held the bamboo strips, and the slender bamboo strips shuttled between his slender fingers, "Forget it." ”

On that day, the priest carried him back from Nanxu back to the Invisible Mountain, and was seen by some scattered immortals guarding outside the Invisible Mountain. Rumors came out, and there were all kinds of things to say, and it was said that the female demon of Nanxu Heaven was born again, because she was dissatisfied with the guards of the Nine Heavens, so she sprinkled her anger on Dayyangjun and beat Dayyangjun like this.

Some people also say that Suzaku covets his hue, and Daysun Jun is not afraid of power and would rather die than obey......

"There are a lot of people waiting to watch the play outside now, and I plan to go to Chongmingtai to avoid it for a few days." He likes to watch operas, but he doesn't like to sing, so he put down a bamboo bird and said, "Take it with you." ”

The rainy season in Nanxu has not yet passed, the rain is dripping, and the water droplets on the eaves roll down the uneven ridge, like a string of beads with broken threads and smash on the bluestone slab. A yellowed oil-paper umbrella broke through the rain curtain, and the blue skirt of the person under the umbrella swept across the stone slab, and the water droplets jumped off and became dizzy on it.

Manyue raised her hand and tugged at her skirt and walked briskly onto the stone steps.

When the boy who swept the floor saw her, he took a few steps to meet her. When he came to her, he folded his hands in front of his chest, bowed his head and saluted respectfully: "Greetings to Your Highness." ”

Manyue casually handed the umbrella to the child, and the child put the umbrella away and leaned against the vermilion lacquer pillar on the side, and the fresh rainwater went down the smooth umbrella surface to the low-lying place, converging into a small puddle. She looked left and right for a moment, and then asked, "What about the master?" ”

Xiao Tong: "You went fishing early in the morning. ”

She groaned and reached for her umbrella, intending to come back later. Xiao Tong remembered something, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, the Punishment Star Officer of the Nine Heavens has just come to visit the king, and he is still in the palace at the moment, can His Highness go and have a look?" ”

Speaking of which, she and the torturer hadn't seen each other for a few days. It happened that the master was not there, so he went to talk to him to pass the time, so he said to the little boy: "It's okay, lead the way." ”

The rain gradually stopped, and the smell of wet soil mixed with the smell of flowers came to the face after the rain. The flowers that had just been irrigated stretched out wantonly, and when the wind blew, they swayed slightly, and a lot of water droplets fell.

The torturer lowered his head to the flowers with his backhand and was stunned, and when Manyue saw it from afar, he tiptoed behind him, patted him on the shoulder, and shouted: "Punishment-"

The punishment looked calm, turned around and saluted and called her "Little Uncle". His master and Manyue have one teacher, one is the eldest and the other is the eldest, according to the generation, the secretary should call her a little uncle.