Lanruo Temple, the dilapidated furnishings are gradually beginning to recover, and the cobwebs all over are gradually dissipating.

Around the border, red lights were hung, and under the red light, this dilapidated place gradually turned into a festive place.

Eight sedan chairs, beating gongs and drums, gradually approaching this Lanruo Temple, and finally suspended in mid-air.

An old woman in a flower dress walked out of the sedan chair and shouted.

"Nie Xiaoqian, the demon king's palanquin has arrived, haven't you shown up yet?"

The old woman's voice echoed throughout Lanruo Temple, clearly transmitted to every corner.

At the gate of Lanruo Temple, the Tianjiao who were quietly observing everything frowned, judging from the words of this old woman, there are still people here?

In the past few hours, they have turned over thousands of times, why is there no appearance!

Who is this person who can hide so tightly?

"These people around this sedan chair should know the secrets of Lanruo Temple, stop them, and as for the people in the temple, they will look for it later. ”

One Tianjiao proposed, and the rest of the Tianjiao nodded.

......

In the room of Lanruo Temple.

The shabby and dirty have said goodbye to the place, and the whole room looks neat and simple, with a sandalwood table, a flat bed, and a dressing table.

Liu Miansheng sat at the sandalwood table and looked at Nie Xiaoqian, who suddenly appeared.

At this time, Nie Xiaoqian was obviously flustered, and her breath was a little short.

"Caichen, you...... Why haven't you left yet?" Nie Xiaoqian's voice was trembling, fearful, confused, then crying, and finally despair.

It's already dark, and it's too late.

Her beloved Caichen...... Will die!

Liu Miansheng looked at this scene, but his heart was very weird, this kind of half-outsider, half-insider's feeling, actually made him a little hesitant, and he didn't know which way to deal with it.

"Why do you think I'm the reincarnation of Ning Caichen?" Finally, Liu Miansheng opened his mouth and asked Nie Xiaoqian, who was crying.

When Nie Xiaoqian heard this, her crying body suddenly stiffened, and she didn't move for a long time, and then she said affectionately: "I'm sorry, Caichen...... You have forgotten the past, and you don't have to be contaminated with Xiaoqian's bad fate anymore. In the end, it was Xiao Qian who hurt you!"

The big red hijab slipped off Nie Xiaoqian's head, revealing that beautiful and pitiful face.

Outside Lanruo Temple, a voice with anger sounded, it was the old woman who greeted her: "Nie Xiaoqian, you are so bold, the demon king has taken a fancy to you, it is your blessing, and you dare to disobey the demon king like before!"

Hearing this, Nie Xiaoqian's body trembled suddenly, as if she was about to fall down at any time.

At this time, several Tianjiao at the gate of Lanruo Temple had already started.

These Tianjiao, who is a master of art, is bold, and he is not afraid of many people in the Central Region, at this time, he has fallen into this small space, and he has not found a way out, of course he will not let go of this opportunity.

Moreover, in a welcoming team, except for the eight crooked melons and winter dates who carried the sedan chair, even the old woman who shouted, there was no strong existence.

In front of the red eight-lift sedan chair, the old woman represents the demon king, and she is very angry at this moment.

Today was a day of great joy for the Demon King and Nie Xiaoqian, so even if she noticed some disgusting little mice, she didn't clean them up immediately.

Instead of appreciating it, these little mice will go out of their way to offend the majesty of their demon king!

The old woman's face became even more gloomy and ugly.

"You guys hold the sedan chair!"

As soon as the words fell, the old woman met the number of Tianjiao who attacked, her originally tied mottled head spread out, the scattered head gradually became thick and hard, countless branches snaked out, and a pair of old hands, like chicken claws, emerged branches.

She is alone, and she has to deal with all the heavenly pride!

I have to say that this has attracted the disdain of the Tianjiao, an old woman shouting in front of the sedan chair, or a tree demon, where does the confidence come from?

A Tianjiao took the lead, and the long knife was pulled out, with a knife aura that rose to the sky, as if it was about to tear the sky and the earth, the blade swayed, and slashed towards the old woman's body.

The next moment, whether it was the old woman or Tianjiao, his face changed.

I saw that the blade collided with the branch, and several branches were cut off with a snap, and then the blade stuck into another thick branch.

This Tianjiao was too surprised, and it was a little unbelievable that a dryad could easily block his knife.

And the old woman is also a little frightened, for many years, no one has been able to threaten her like this, even her real body has been injured.

Damn Nie Xiaoqian, where did you find some strange powers!

"This old tree demon, her strength is not weak, let's shoot together and capture her alive!" Tianjiao, who was holding a long knife, was full of coldness in his eyes.

Several Tianjiao, each of whom is not weak, gives the wife a lot of pressure.

The old woman's face was a little hazy, and her face was even more distorted and ugly than the old locust tree.

"Put the sedan chair in your seat...... Kill all these people. ”

The voice fell, only to hear the sound of "bang", the red sedan chair fell to the ground, and eight men wrapped in red cloth and wearing pointed hats on their heads seemed to be liberated......

......

"Caichen, you go to the dry well behind the temple and hide, it is the only place where you can hide from your grandmother, once you attract the attention of the old demon of Montenegro, everything will be over!"

Nie Xiaoqian got up and hurriedly pushed Liu Miansheng to the back of the temple, she was wearing a blood-red bridal dress, which looked very inconvenient.

However, she pushed Liu Miansheng, but the latter was motionless and smiled at Nie Xiaoqian: "I want to know the old demon of Montenegro." ”

Nie Xiaoqian's body suddenly froze, her expression was incredulous, and she was panicked.

At the same time, the gate of Lanruo Temple was angrily pushed open by the old lady of the tree demon, and slammed against the back of the wall, with a fierce sound.

The rest of the Tianjiao were suppressed by the eight sedan chair bearers, and they were all sweating profusely. It was Tianjiao who came out of the ancient city of Taibei with Liu Miansheng, and it was quite difficult for one person to fight three sedan chair bearers.

"Nie Xiaoqian, you are not small, you fell in love with Ning Caichen, a mortal scholar, but now, you are another scholar, you love this mouthful, you never get tired of it, even the demon king can't look down on it!"

The hazy old woman pushed open the door, and when she saw Liu Miansheng, a trace of murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and then she set her eyes on Nie Xiaoqian, who was dressed in a blood-red wedding dress, with a cold and contemptuous irony.

"Grandma, don't do anything else, I'll wear a blood-red wedding dress and go to Montenegro with you. With sadness in her eyes, Nie Xiaoqian begged the old tree demon.

"It's late! Since you like scholars so much, then I will skin him and cramp him, and leave you a good scholar's skin as a souvenir!" said the old dryad with a hideous expression.

One of her claws jerked towards Liu Miansheng, and five fingers sprouted out of the branches, entwining out.

Liu Miansheng's face was still flat, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

If he was really an ordinary scholar like Ning Caichen, it was estimated that he would only have to hide in the well as Nie Xiaoqian said earlier, otherwise, he would really only be skinned and cramped now.

However, alas, he is Liu Miansheng.

Liu Miansheng's hand flipped slightly, and a folding fan appeared in his hand, and with a bang, the folding fan opened and slashed towards the old dryad's claws.

The shallow folding fan, like the sharpest weapon in the world, just cut off all of the old dryad's five fingers as soon as it encountered it.

The old dryad screamed, his eyes horrified and incredulous.

She didn't believe in evil, her mottled head flew out, and countless branches attacked Liu Miansheng.

Liu Miansheng gently pinched the folding fan in his hand, and five sharp blades emerged from the edge of the folding fan, and with a light throw, it turned into a wheel with a sharp edge in the middle of the flight, and flew towards the old tree demon.

In a click, one by one the branches broke, the old dryad's branches were indeed tough, but the folding fan of Liu Miansheng was really not an ordinary weapon.

As a disciple of Tianzhu City, how can his own weapons be simple, almost everyone who fights with the disciples of Tianzhu City will suffer a loss in weapons.

The old dryad's methods were simple, and he was just restrained by Liu Miansheng's weapon.

When the folding fan changed back to its ordinary appearance again and returned to Liu Miansheng's hands, the ground was already full of dead branches, and the old tree demon had no fingers in both hands, and his head was almost gone.

The old dryad, his whole mind was sluggish.

Scholars, weren't they all the weakest before, they only knew the Four Books and Five Classics all day long, and the weak ones could be pinched to death casually?

A hint of panic flashed in Nie Xiaoqian's eyes, but she immediately returned to her original state.

"Caichen, run away, the old demon of Montenegro is coming, and if you don't escape, it's too late!" Nie Xiaoqian called at Liu Miansheng, pulling him to run.

In Nie Xiaoqian's heart, she can only go out at this time, and take her Caichen with her, and she can flee wherever she can.

"Haha, it's too late, I've already reported it to the Demon King, you just wait to experience the harshest torture in the world!" the old dryad cried out almost madly.

The Demon King, that is, the old demon of Black Mountain, is definitely far stronger than any of them, if it really comes, it is enough to easily destroy the entire Lanruo Temple, and it is estimated that all their Tianjiao is not a single enemy.

However, Liu Miansheng was still in place, motionless, even if Nie Xiaoqian pulled him, he couldn't walk.

"Caichen, let's go! The old demon of Montenegro is coming soon!" Nie Xiaoqian said urgently.

Liu Miansheng didn't speak, slowly walked to the outside of Lanruo Temple, under the red lights around, Lanruo Temple was red, the locust tree on the side had died, and the branches were all broken and fell to the ground.

"Brother Liu, help!" the Tianjiao, who was fighting with the eight sedan chair bearers, gritted their teeth and said.

Nie Xiaoqian ran out with her, dressed in a blood-red wedding dress, she was full of charms and beautiful and moving, but those Tianjiao couldn't help but move in their hearts.

This is the person in Lanruo Temple, such a beautiful woman, they didn't even notice it?

"Caichen, let's go!" Nie Xiaoqian urged, just as when they met, urging Liu Miansheng to pour water for her.

Liu Miansheng was unmoved, just looked at this small space indifferently, waiting for the arrival of the old demon of Montenegro.

On the horizon, the bright red color became more and more gorgeous, like fire, and the atmosphere was extremely quiet.

A black wind suddenly blew, at first there was only a trace, and gradually, it became a burst of black whirlwinds, which began to form a black whirlwind, swirling between Lanruo Temples.

Countless dead branches, dirt, etc. were swept into the air.

Everyone's faces changed, the eight sedan chair bearers, their faces flashed with fear, the old tree demon came out of the Lanruo Temple, looked at the black wind, and looked at everyone with a cold expression, as if looking at a dead person.

The black wind is getting more and more arrogant, and in the distance where the black wind rolls up, a black mountain faintly appears, which seems to be gradually approaching.

Nie Xiaoqian's expression trembled, her hands trembled unconsciously, she pulled Liu Miansheng's sleeve, and called softly: "Caichen...... Run. ”

The old tree demon looked all respectful, and came to the courtyard to wait for the arrival of the old demon of Montenegro.

All Tianjiao's expressions have changed drastically, this sedan chair bearer and the old woman who shouts are so powerful, the people behind the scenes have really arrived, then they have to go!

They didn't expect that they had just entered the Ten Thousand Beasts Pool, and they had encountered such a big risk, and they were even close to the first trial in the ancient city of Taibei.

However, the black wind swept for half an hour, but the old demon of the Black Mountain did not arrive for a long time, and the old tree demon's face flashed with a hint of doubt.

Nie Xiaoqian, as always, wanted to pull Liu Miansheng away, especially now that the old demon of the black wind had not arrived for some reason.

The black wind has been sweeping, like a prelude to the end of the world, but this end of the world has never come.

After a long time, Liu Miansheng sighed lightly.

"You forget, the old demon of Montenegro is dead, and the dead demon will not appear. ”

The gentle words fell on everyone's ears, and all Tianjiao frowned and didn't understand, but the old tree demon didn't believe it, and glanced at Liu Miansheng with disdain.

Only Nie Xiaoqian, her face changed suddenly, and she pulled Liu Miansheng's hand and stopped.

"Caichen, are you ...... What nonsense?"

Nie Xiaoqian subconsciously said, the black wind swept around her, at this moment, seemed to be less serious.

Liu Miansheng turned around, looked at Nie Xiaoqian and said, "You forgot, the old demon of Montenegro is dead, the old tree demon is also dead, and your Ning Caichen is also dead!"

"No, there is no ...... There is no ......" Nie Xiaoqian's body staggered, took two steps back, her expression was sluggish, and deep in her heart, a panic and fear that had been silent for countless years began to spread gradually.

That's her deception of herself!

She kept shaking her head, her eyes were full of struggle, and it seemed that she had two personalities, and two memories were constantly fighting.

Liu Miansheng picked up the sallow paper at the beginning, and everything seemed to start from this.

"If I'm not mistaken, this Lanruo Temple, the strongest existence, has actually always been you, it should be said that before we arrived, this Lanruo Temple, only you existed. ”

"After Ning Caichen's death, you have been trapped here, and have never been in contact with the outside world, gradually, you miss the past days more and more, miss Ning Caichen at the beginning, you hope, everything can be lived from the beginning. ”

Under this desire, the story after we came in began to gradually arise. Whether it is the old demon of Montenegro, the old tree demon, or the sedan chair bearer, the red sedan chair, and the red wedding dress, they are all just vain. ”

Liu Miansheng said lightly.

This should be the answer to this story.

Nie Xiaoqian sat on the ground, dressed in a blood-red wedding dress, which made her so sad.

Lanruo Temple, the black wind that swept for nearly half an hour, at this moment, began to gradually dissipate, and the shadow of the black mountain gradually disappeared.

"Demon King, you...... Why aren't you coming?" the old dryad looked incredulous.

Liu Miansheng's words rang in her ears, like a spell, what is the demon king dead, she herself is dead, she is not alive and well, in this case, the demon king is also here.

The old dryad's eyes widened, but she didn't notice that her own body was gradually dissipating.

Liu Miansheng looked at the old tree demon, and then looked at the old locust tree on the side, the broken branch was exactly the same as the branch that was cut off by the folding fan before.

This is the remains of the old dryad who died back then.

This is a declassified story.

Nie Xiaoqian, dressed in blood red, two lines of tears kept sliding from the corners of her eyes, she didn't believe it, she didn't believe it, her Caichen was dead, and everything back then had become the past......

She cried and sat on the ground in a bewitching figure, looking grief-stricken.

Gradually, everything in Lanruo Temple changed back to its original state, the big red sedan chair, the lantern, and the sedan chair bearer all disappeared.

Lanruo Temple has changed to its former dilapidated appearance.

Everything was due to Nie Xiaoqian's imagination and wishes, and finally her imagination and wishes were shattered.

In Nie Xiaoqian's weeping, this Lanruo Temple gradually began to turn into a dream bubble, a fire ignited, and the entire Lanruo Temple, as well as the locust tree, gradually turned into ashes.

Nie Xiaoqian sat down in the fire, just crying, and slowly drowned in the fire.

"A happy ending is not necessarily a happy ending, and there is often a loneliness at the end. Liu Miansheng said lightly.

In his hand, the sallow letter, at some point, turned into a thin book, on which it read: Talking about Zhai Zhiwei.

Liu Miansheng pinched the book and flipped it to Nie Xiaoqian's article, looking at the simplified characters, he had only seen it from one person.

If, at this time, he still couldn't guess it, and he would have read so many books in vain.

Everything in Lanruo Temple dissipated, and when Liu Miansheng and Zhong Tianjiao returned, they were already outside the labyrinth, and they were the second group of people to come out.

Liu Miansheng looked at the pages of the book about Nie Xiaoqian lightly, and closed it for a long time.

Unconsciously, his fingers pinching the book were a little harder, and his brows twitched a little.

"This Brother Jiang, I haven't seen you for so many years, just give me such a meeting gift. ”

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