The person who has been lurking in the shadows is none other than one of the prophets of the Old Religion who has not appeared for a long time, He Xigong.

He didn't mean to make a move from beginning to end, and I only saw this not long ago, he didn't have any intention of fighting against me at all, but just calmly watched me slaughter those sect members.

I don't know what He Xigong wants to do, but my intuition tells me that he seems to be a little different from the He Xigong I have met before.

"Everyone is dead, and I can talk to you." He Xigong laughed, and that kind of hoarse and ugly laughter made me sound tormented.

As soon as the words fell, He Xigong slowly stood up and walked towards me with his feet raised.

I didn't move, I looked at him motionlessly, and when he got to a more well-lit place, I saw his face.

He was as ugly as the sick old teachers, but slightly better than them, at least not as terminally ill.

"Hey, are you planting or what's wrong?" I looked at He Xigong's appearance and couldn't help but ask him: "If your face is so ugly, it can't be sick, right?" ”

"That's right, I'm sick."

He Xigong said, walked to a position that was only two meters away from me, and slowly stopped.

"And I'm dying of illness."

Hearing He Xigong say this, I smiled, put the Miao knife back into its scabbard, took out a cigarette from my pocket and handed it to him, changed the subject and asked, "What about your sidekick?" What Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Wu...... What about that person who is not a ghost or a ghost? ”

I remember that He Xigong was always accompanied by a corpse, inseparable like a bodyguard, but today I couldn't see it, which really surprised me.

"Dead." He Xigong said, a trace of pain faintly flashed in his calm and waveless eyes: "I died a month ago." ”

Although I don't have a good impression of Zhang San, I can't help but be a little surprised to learn of his death coldly.

"How did you die?" I asked, half puzzled and half curious.

He Xigong didn't say a word, tremblingly took out a pack of matches from his pocket, lit a cigarette for himself, took two puffs, and then said in a dumb voice: "Let the free master die." ”

According to He Xigong, since a few months ago, the Zizai Division has been like a barrel of explosives, which cannot be touched at all, and including He Xigong himself, he does not dare to touch the mold head of the Zizai Division.

I don't know what stimulated him, there were no signs, but since a few months ago, Zizai Shi has been beating and scolding the people around him, and even He Xigong has been scolded by him more than a dozen times.

The person Zhang San respects the most is He Xigong.

The person Zhang San is most afraid of is also He Xigong.

For others, no matter how powerful they are, they can't get into Zhang San's eyes.

Under He Xigong's strong request, Zhang San has been enduring it, even if He Xigong was scolded by the free teacher, it gritted its teeth and endured desperately.

But it's not temperless, the rabbit bites when it's anxious, not to mention Zhang San, who is already brave and ruthless?

Another accident, He Xigong asked Zizai Shi to point his nose and scold him because of some trivial matter, Zhang San finally couldn't bear it anymore, and opened his mouth to refute a few words.

"Just a few words." He Xigong trembled and said: "Before it could finish speaking, the free master made a move, and took off Zhang San's head in an instant, and stepped on it stiffly. ”

Speaking of this, He Xigong's eyes were red, and he didn't continue, and his fingers holding the cigarette trembled violently, and the emotion of anger and despair continued to permeate and coil around him.

"Condolences and change." I sighed.

Although I don't like Zhang San very much, and even almost slaughtered him, it is undeniable that as a follower, it definitely has a clear conscience towards He Xigong, and that kind of loyalty is also worthy of my high look.

If it died in the hands of someone else, or in my hands, because of some contradictions, I would not have been so sad, but now that I think about it, it will die in the hands of the free master....... Damn, I don't even think it's worth it!

I know very well that in He Xigong's eyes, Zhang San is like his apprentice, even a child.

It was a trivial matter of a few quarrels, and Zhang San was taken off his head by the free master in an instant, and he didn't even have room to fight back, so he died directly in the hands of the free master.

Seeing the life and death of the queen he brought with him at the feet of the free master, this kind of despair ...... Needless to say, I can understand it, I guess just like me at the beginning, when I saw those charred corpses, the kind of desperate grief and indignation was not something that outsiders could imagine casually.

"You didn't turn your face with the free teacher?" I asked.

Hearing my words, He Xigong suddenly laughed: "I turned my face and did it, but the free master didn't kill me, just pressed me to the ground, stepped on my head with his foot, and asked me if I was ignorant, and if I also wanted to end up in Zhang San." ”

"Damn, this old thing is really not a fucking thing......." I couldn't help but scold, although my relationship with He Xigong is not so good, but hearing that this old man made people step on it, I can't help but feel that this is a bit insulting.

"I know I can't fight him, but I have no other way, I want revenge, but I can't die." He Xigong muttered without saying a word, as if he was talking to himself, his face was full of humiliation and anger: "I still have a little apprentice to take care of, if I die like this, he won't live long, I have to find a way to give him a life........"

According to He Xigong, Zizaishi is like crazy, one minute he was still fierce, and the next minute he felt that he had gone too far, helped him up, and kept apologizing to him, and the tone and expression of the apology were very sincere.

Not only that, but Master Zizai also swore an oath, saying that after this matter was completed, Zhang San would be given a chance to relive.

"Life and death are things that are written about death for us, no one can reverse it, and no one can change it....... He Xigong sighed: "But he said, these are not things for the king of the black robe, the king of the black robe is an old man who despises death, in front of it, even death will really die, life and death can be reversed, and the long river of time cannot stop the footsteps of the king of the black robe, everything will usher in the final moment........"

Seeing He Xigong's chattering appearance, I couldn't help but be a little worried about him.

"You're sick too?" I asked again.

"Like them, I was taken away by the Self-Contained Master, like something condensed by anger, but it wasn't all, it was very chaotic....... "If the Freedom Master didn't give those things back to me....... I won't live long......."

"What if Master Zizi dies?" I asked quietly.

Hearing me ask, He Xigong's eyes widened instantly, and he nodded busily and said, "If he dies, the things he took away will naturally be unattended, just let those things out." ”

"Let it go?" I was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "He imprisoned all the energy in your body?" If you release it, you'll be back to normal? ”

He Xigong nodded again and again: "There is a connection between qi and physical body, I can guarantee that they can return to their original body, as long as you break that container, all this will return to the normal track." ”

"Container...... It's a vessel for your power, isn't it? I asked curiously, "What kind of thing?" ”

He Xigong didn't rush to answer me, and recalled carefully for a while, and then he spoke: "It is a metal utensil, the whole body is black and bright, the shape is very regular, it is a perfect octahedron, and the energy extracted from our body is all contained in it." ”

I nodded and took note of He Xigong's words.

"How much do you know about his trip to Kunlun Mountain?" I asked.

He Xigong did not hesitate, and directly shook his head and said: "No one knows the details of his plan, only that he went to find the Star Gate and planned to let the black-robed king descend to the afterlife." ”

I hummed and asked again quietly, "Only the black-robed king?" ”

"Maybe it's more than that." He Xigong sighed: "I once heard Master Zizai mention it, but I didn't take it seriously, and now I don't know if it's true, he said that the black-robed king has formed an alliance with other kings of the old days, and intends to come to the afterworld together, and at that time, the end will also come......."

He Xigong paused when he said this.

"Darkness will cover the earth, and the river of time will flow backwards, and everyone will go back to the ancient times, the world...... It will return to the old days. ”