"My monarch said that other people's words need a complete divine soul, but if it is Shen Chang'an, the spirit slaying monarch, with only a wisp of her divine soul, Qi Chi Guanzun may be able to return. "The room, listen to the smile.

Outside the room, Changshengjun collected his breath, hid his figure, and waited outside the hall.

Don't listen to gentlemen's indecency.

Although his education has always made him ashamed of eavesdropping, listening to what the aperture says is too big for him.

――As long as it is related to the lacquer pool of my sister-in-law, I didn't hear anything about it.

In the hall, Di Ting and Huang Quan were silent for a long time, and after a long time, they lost their patience before they heard Huang Quan speak again.

"That's right. Qi Chi Crown Zun is the reincarnation of the Phoenix Emperor Ning Yuan, and the Slashing Spirit Monarch is afraid that it is related to the Ning Yuan family, otherwise, I will not feel the breath of the Phoenix Emperor Ning Yuan in her body, if a wisp of the soul of the Slashing Spirit Monarch with the breath of the Phoenix Emperor is sacrificed, it will definitely be able to call the return of the Phoenix Emperor, after all, the return of the Phoenix Emperor Ning Yuan has already had an omen. ”

"The Immortal Monarch is a disciple of the Phoenix Emperor, and the Phoenix is the best at deduction, so the Immortal Monarch naturally got her personal inheritance. And thousands of years ago, when the Immortal King Lonephiluo City entered the sixteenth layer of hell, he said that if the lacquer pool did not return, he would not return. Since the Immortal Monarch is about to return, it is also said that the Heavenly Dao has the omen of the imminent return of the Qi Chi Crown, and the Immortal Monarch has learned about it. Huang Quan paused, and then said, "As soon as Shen Changan entered the underworld, the Phoenix Emperor bone of the eighteenth layer of hell moved, and the news of the return of the Immortal Monarch came out of Hell, so it is said that Shen Chang'an, the Spirit Slaying Monarch, is the Qi Chi Crown, and it is also the opportunity for the Phoenix Emperor Ning Yuan to return. ”

"So, are you going to do it?" said Di Ting.

"If the crown of the lacquer pool can be returned, then the rebellion of my Underworld Hell Monarch will make it unnecessary for the Crow Slayer and the Soul Slayer Monarch who has been robbed by heavy evil to exist. "Huangquankou actually brought killing intent.

He was going to do it himself, and he wanted to make Shen Changan lose his soul...... Is that so?

His lips moved when he heard his secret meaning, but he didn't say anything.

Outside the temple.

"It's just a wisp of spirit, it doesn't need all of it, it should be ...... Is it okay?" muttered Silence, and then walked away.

Not long after the disappearance of the Silent Beast, the body in the hall moved slightly, and slowly turned into the King of Jizo, and on the side of the King of Jizo, there was a person who had a body shape, and he was the monarch of the first heaven in the divine realm...... There are also wind clouds.

And the hand of the wind and clouds, holding a mirage, reflects the scene of the place where the lonely Fei Fei is standing outside the hall.

"I'm sorry, Chang'an, I have some ...... I can't hold it anymore. Wind Cloud sighed.

Street.

"Yo, Chang'an, long time no see. ”

The scholar said, his tone was familiar, as if it was back then.

Shen Changan was slightly stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his lips also smiled, "Scholar, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

-- Before Shen Chang'an separated from the immortal monarch, what he encountered was a scholar's sacrifice.

Shen Changan looked at the slowly moving crowd on the streets of Pulau City, and looked at them as if they were nothing, and felt a burst of irritability inexplicably, she frowned, and then pulled the scholar out.

The scholar looked at Shen Changan, who was pulling his sleeve and walking in front of him, the corners of his lips curled slightly, but he didn't know what he remembered, he smiled and sighed slightly in his heart.

"Chang'an, where are you taking me?" I don't know when Scholar and Shen Changan started walking side by side, and his sleeve was still held in her hand. He followed her aimlessly, and after walking for a long time, the scholar finally spoke.

"Pulau, I'm not familiar with it. Shen Changan was stunned for a moment, and then pretended to be casual and withdrew the hand holding the scholar's sleeve, chā jìn in her pocket, unconsciously clenched tightly, she thought for a moment, and when she spoke, she answered the question, "Take me to dinner." ”

"......" The scholar was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect it to be this turn, and then naturally took Shen Changan's hand, as if he had never been separated, and smiled at her, "That's right, you haven't stayed well in Pulau City, I should think that you are not familiar with it, when you are not rotten, you always take me, Pulau City is still familiar to me, I will take you with me." ”

Hearing the word "incorruptible", Shen Changan, who was originally relieved and relaxed because of the temperature of the scholar's palm, tensed up for a moment, the smile on the corner of his lips also fell, and there was a trace of gloom between his eyebrows and eyes, and it did not disperse until they separated. The scholar grew up watching his little girl, he was more like a brother to her, and he couldn't be more sensitive to her emotions, and when she changed her expression, he knew that he had said the wrong thing, but he ...... I can't solve it.

It was supposed to be a wedding banquet for reunion, no matter how simple the meal was, it should be a little joyful, but the meal of Shen Changan and the scholar sacrifice was eaten without depression, and Shen Changan ate very little.

When it was time to separate, the scholar was about to say something, and moved his lips, but he only asked, "These days, without our care, you can't eat well?"

The natural gods can open the valley, but the eighteen gods have a lifespan of only a thousand years, and they still need to be raised by the five grains, even the crown and the wind and the clothes are no exception.

From eighteen years ago, when Mr. Tingyun and Duyun Shen brought Shen Chang'an, who was still a child, to the underworld, because the four kings of the underworld were all men, they were different from the gods of the eighteen capitals, because there was only one girl in Shen Changan, so she was very picky about eating, half because Shen Changan had a special physique, and the other half was purely Mr. Tingyun and Gu Tingliao and the scholars who sacrificed to them. Although several of them told Shen Changan that they were not picky eaters, they had always been as obedient as possible, most of them were what she liked to eat, and she was half-coaxed to feed them until she slowly became independent.

Of course, this was before they separated, and he took Shen Changan to eat today, and he also picked up Shen Changan's favorite food before, but Shen Changan only moved a few chopsticks.

Shen Changan replied, he didn't hear clearly, and saw that his little girl had already said goodbye to him and ran away-fleeing in a deserted manner.

The scholar smiled wryly.

He said the wrong thing again, he just mentioned what he did back then.

The scholar thinks about the past, and his emotions are complicated. However, Scholar Sacrifice's mood was quickly broken by a voice coming from behind him.

"Have you ever found the divine body of Evil Cloud, or the trace of Fengli?" Behind him, Mr. Tingyun's slightly tired voice came.

The scholar turned around and saw Mr. Tingyun walking towards him, looking a little tired.

They didn't come to Pulau this time for the invitation sent by Feng Ziyi, or even for the wind and clouds, but for the bones that were revealed from the burial god.

--Mr. Tingyun must ask them to find out the divine body of Wind Evil Cloud, and after finding it, if they can't bring it out, they must also take some of Wind Evil Cloud's bright blood.

He didn't know why Mr. Tingyun made such a request, and he didn't know what the purpose of this request was, but Mr. Tingyun was above them, they couldn't refute it, and they had no reason to refute it, but after he entered Pulau City, he never thought that he would meet Shen Chang'an, who had already entered the ghost register, and Changshengjun, who was very close to her.

――I don't know why, looking at Shen Changan and Lonely Feiji, who are intimate, he always has a feeling that the cabbage raised by his own family has been arched by pigs.

The scholar was a little distracted, but when he saw Mr. Tingyun, all his emotions disappeared again, and his face was gentle and a little detached, as if the loss of consciousness just now was just an illusion.

The scholar priest followed Mr. Tingyun away again.

And after Shen Chang'an separated from the scholar's sacrifice, she walked aimlessly on the lively street, from dusk to night, like a lonely ghost, and then finally when the night was quiet and no one was there, and even the street lights were gradually dimmed, she was contaminated with a cold air, and pushed open the door of the room left for her by the imperial pavilion, and then, as soon as she entered the door, she was stunned.

When she came, the eighteen crowned Feng Xiyun in the state of the soul was lying on the couch in the corner, reading a book according to the light of the night pearl, the movements were lazy and lazy, and the whole person looked lazy and lazy, as if she couldn't keep up with anything, even when she pushed the door in, Feng Xiyun just glanced at her, and then turned a page of the book in his hand, yawned, and lazily tilted to look at the next page. A pair of narrow eyes that resemble Shen Changan are squinted with a layer of water, and the corners of her eyes are made by a hint of crimson brought out by staying up late to make her a touch of charm, but she is by no means frivolous.

"Your Majesty, you have been rude. ”

"Heh," Feng Xiyun put down the book in his hand, looked at Shen Changan and smiled meaninglessly.

Feng Xianyun looks lazy, and his temperament is also lazy, but he is the lord of the eighteen crowns in the world under the Heavenly Dao, and that noble is not even Feng Ziyi himself.

When Feng Xiyun raised his eyebrows and looked at people, with a sense of arrogance and arrogance, when he saw such a Feng Xiyun, he had already retired after changing others, but for some reason, Shen Changan was not scared of her at all, but when she raised her eyes to look over, she also looked at Feng Xiyun's gaze, not dodging or evading, with firmness and a little sharpness.

Then Feng Xiyun laughed out loud, "How can I be considered rude when I come here?" She said, "You are me, I am you, you say, I come to my own place, how can it be considered rude?"

Shen Changan frowned.

This was not the first time she had heard someone say that she was the crowned Feng Xianyun, but this was the first time she had heard Feng Xianyun himself say this to her.

"Why? How ......" may ......

Before Shen Changan finished speaking, she felt a chill on her forehead, and then a strange and familiar memory entered her mind.

...... That is, it belongs to Feng Xiyun, or rather, her own memories - including being abandoned by her biological mother Feng Ziyi, she found her father's dry bones in the wilderness, when she was eighteen years old, she was found by Feng Ziyi for the first time, and then she was almost scattered by the living soul, and then abandoned the name her father gave her called Chang'an, and changed her name to Sin, herself...... stripped his soul and bones, sealed all the peace and innocence in the magic sword is not corrupted, and I hope that Chang'an will not be corrupted...... Those memories.

Shen Changan stood there in a daze, looking a little dazed and wet.