Evil came, and he came with a beacon fire in his hand, his eyes swept over the two of them, looking at Xin Wu's body, but actually looking at Zhang Xiyun's soul. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'll see you again. ”

Zhang Xiyun was still staring at the beacon fire in his hand, and only then did he react at this moment, looking up at the tall man in front of him, that face evoked too many memories for him, when he first returned to the Middle Ages, he was very hard for himself, and even regarded it as his father's hard work in his heart.

"Evil comes from the senior......" he muttered.

Evil came to look at Zhang Xiyun, his eyes were mixed with a somewhat complicated look, and he didn't seem to know how to treat the person in front of him.

He looked at Jiang Luoran, who looked vigilant, and waved his hand gently, Jiang Luoran's eyes suddenly fell into confusion.

"What did you do to her!" Zhang Xiyun said hurriedly.

"It's just a temporary choke in her mind. "I won't hurt her, you can rest assured, and you...... But it's time to go back. ”

"Go back?" Zhang Xiyun repeated, "Where to go back?"

He seemed to have figured out something, looked directly at the evil in front of him, and asked word by word, "Am I the one who fell on your chessboard?"

"I know what you're thinking, but you're thinking everything wrong......" Evil didn't care about his rudeness, "neither I, nor my eldest brother, have ever played this game of chess, and you won't be our son." ”

"Then why me?"

"I remember what I told you when I first met you, and I wasn't sure at the time, but now I'm sure. ”

"You don't belong to this ancient history, but you were born in this ancient history. ”

Zhang Xiyun's eyes were confused, was he born in this ancient history, or was he brought to life in this ancient history?

"Since you regard all this as a game of chess, then the person who holds the son should only have two opposite people, and the few people you think about in your heart are nothing more than me and my eldest brother, at most plus Xin Wu, but the three of us are not opposites, and we are not qualified to play chess. ”

The evil voice was indifferent, telling the truth that he couldn't guess at all, but he still didn't say everything.

"I, my eldest brother, or even Xin Wu are willing to fall into this chess game. ”

Zhang Xiyun has always been smart, and he almost guessed the identity of the eldest brother in the mouth of the evil from just a few words, and he was the only one who was Prince Xin.

But how could he believe that the dignified Shang Emperor was just a piece on the chessboard, so who would be the person playing chess, could it be the Three Emperors and the Five Emperors?

Evil seemed to see through what he was thinking, and said: "You want to jump out of this game of chess, but you are still too weak, so weak that I can make you lose your soul with just one finger, why do you have to guess these things at this time, when you really grow up, you may already know the truth of everything." ”

"No matter what you don't say clearly, is this the demeanor of a master?" Zhang Xiyun had a wry smile on his face, and there was a slight mockery in his words.

Evil still didn't care about his dissatisfaction, and continued: "This time back to the Middle Ages, you probably know a lot, but in the end it's just a drop in the bucket. ”

"The truth is far more complicated than you think, and even you can't bear it now. ”

Zhang Xiyun was fed up with these words, and he still asked the previous question.

"Why me?"

He laughed self-deprecatingly, "I know better than anyone where I come from, do you think I'm the reincarnation of some great power?"

There was a rare smile on the face of the evil man, which was quite hideous, but it seemed to be extremely hard, which made Zhang Xiyun shake his head.

"Maybe I know better where you're from?" Evil Lai did not deny Zhang Xiyun's words, "What if you are really the reincarnation of some great power?"

Zhang Xiyun was stunned, and then continued: "But you still can't do anything, even if you are really the reincarnation of a great power, even if you yourself are the one who holds the son, I said, you are too weak, so weak that you will die today, my eldest brother and I will only sigh, and then wait for the next person." ”

"You don't need anyone to tell you the truth, you have to uncover it yourself, that's why you're here in the Middle Ages. ”

He looked at Zhang Xiyun with deep meaning, and continued: "When you first came to the Middle Ages, maybe it was because of the rebellion of fate, but you planted a cause for yourself. ”

"Originally, the second time you returned to the Middle Ages, it shouldn't have been at this time, but the fateful encounter couldn't be erased, and it was just a loan from Xinwu's hand to send you back. ”

When Zhang Xiyun heard this, he seemed to have an enlightenment, and his pupils shrank.

"The one who sent me back to the Middle Ages, the one who called me my brother, was Xin Wu!?" he said in disbelief, "He didn't die, he lived until the Ancient Ages!?"

"You have a lot of causes and effects with him, and you regarded you as your own child before you died, and you also regarded hard work as your father, so he naturally regarded you as his younger brother, and I even doubted that he was willing to enter this game of chess because of this......" Sadness flashed in the evil eyes, "but he died, and he ...... in the near future"

"When I first met you, I said that you would owe your life for hard work, and then I realized that you owe the lives of their father and son......"

"He's dead? can't be! Wasn't he the one who sent me back to the Middle Ages......"

"When you go back, you will know that he will meet your ......"

Zhang Xiyun smiled sadly: "How will I go back?"

"Xin Wu has his own heart knot, the eldest brother told me where Xin Wu's heart knot is, and when you see it, you will naturally go back. ”

Evil Lai opened his hand easily, and the beacon fire he held in his hand hung in front of him, slowly burning.

"Beacon Fire?" Zhang Xiyun muttered, "This is his heart knot?"

Evil Lai nodded lightly, and said in a sad tone: "Compassion in the world is the most difficult to break......"

"It's me and my big brother who are sorry for them......"

The beacon fire hanging between the two of them swayed, like a wave.

Evil sighed: "The time has come......"

"When you come back, the medieval fault of the future generations will truly unfold in front of you......"

"So you have to become stronger, don't even control Xinwu's physical body at this time......"

Zhang Xiyun hesitated and asked, "Will I come again?"

But the evil came and did not answer him again.

The beacon fire burned more and more, and a figure could be seen clearly in the firelight.

Zhang Xiyun couldn't help but look at the beacon fire, and a murmur came from the beacon fire.

The next moment, dark clouds enveloped the place, and a thunderclap rang out.

Zhang Xiyun raised his head when he heard the sound and said in astonishment: "Heavenly thunder!?"

Evil came to frown, and said to himself: "Sure enough, as the eldest brother said, heaven and earth can hardly tolerate beacon fire......

Suddenly, he loosened his brow again.

"It's okay, Master Wang has made a move. ”

Zhang Xiyun didn't know why.

Imperial City.

A figure rose from within the imperial city.

It was the white-haired man who ascended to the sky.

With a finger of his sword, he gently handed it over, and the sword box on his back glowed, and four swords rushed out of it, encircling him.

Tai Chi is in his hands, and the gossip in front of him is manifested.

Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui.

The eight ancient relics glow with golden light above the gossip, constantly reincarnating.

"If you want to punish the beacon fire because of my soul, I will inherit everything!"

Outside the main hall, the dragon robe was hunting, and the king raised his eyes to look at the sky, his expression flickering.

The white-haired man ascended to the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he had already ascended to the real battlefield of the saints, the outer heavens.

The vast thunderclouds dominate one side, and the thunder is like a thunder pool.

He was not afraid, and whispered, "Punish the heavens." ”

The four swords rushed up, the terrifying aura echoed, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at the thunder pool.

His eyes lit up with golden light, and he drank again: "Break the delusion!"

The four swords turned into towering giant swords, and the aura of the Holy Dao flowed endlessly.

The thunder seemed to be enraged, and several heavenly thunders did not fall, but bombarded the white-haired man!

"Trapped Immortals!"

Among the four swords, the blood sword moved, and the thunder that slashed towards him fell into the blood color and gradually disappeared.

"Absolute Immortal!"

With another sword, the green light bloomed, and the changes were endless, and the thunder pool was trapped by this sword, and the thunder continued to fall.

"Kill the Immortals!"

"Zhu Xian!"

The remaining two swords were slashed at the same time, and the purple rays were swirling, but the sky outside the sky suddenly became pitch black.

The gossip in front of the white-haired man suddenly became larger, enveloping this party.

The four colors of light swirled and finally turned into golden light.

"The sword is up!"

The four swords were all slashed, as if the heavens and the earth were unbearable, the heavens and the heavens were shaking, and countless saints in the five continents opened their eyes, and they were afraid.

The roar was endless, and the sky seemed to be cut off.

The thunder pool vanished.

Near the Bohai Sea in Xihezhou, the thunder is hidden, and the dark clouds have not yet dispersed.

Evil retracted his gaze and looked at the beacon fire.

A silver bell's laughter rang out from within the beacon fire.

Although Zhang Xiyun didn't know anything outside the sky, he also felt the turmoil of heaven and earth, and he turned back at the moment when he was attracted by laughter.

The beacon fire cleared, and a figure appeared in front of him.

It turned out to be a little girl with bright eyes and bright teeth.

She has fiery red pupils and long, flame-like hair.

She looks like she is only eight or nine years old, but she can already see that she will have a national posture in the future, and she will never be under Jiang Luoran.

She smiled so happily that it was intoxicating.

Zhang Xiyun's expression froze, and he suddenly had a sense of déjà vu, but the appearance of the little girl in front of him was vaguely seen.

Chishan City, the beacon fire, white clothes praise.

"She'......!"

Zhang Xiyun was shocked, and before he finished speaking, he couldn't make a sound.

Within the sea of knowledge, Xin Wu's sleeping spirit gradually opened his eyes, with a blank look, as if he had seen a touch of fiery red.

The heavens and the earth were rippling again, and the dark clouds covering the sky and the sun seemed to be torn open a crack.

Far away in the sky, the white-haired man looked at the sky and the earth with his own eyes.

A ray of light came from outside the sky and shone into Xihezhou.

Zhang Xiyun looked up, and the surging river gradually manifested above him.

He understood the meaning, and it was a sign that he would return to the ancient.

On the battlefield of Xihezhou, countless people changed color, and even the Ninth Prince of Jinwu was also shocked.

"The long river of time!"

Several figures immediately rushed out and flew towards the place where Zhang Xiyun was.

Outside the sky, the white-haired man frowned, and his eyes swept coldly.

The countless people who wanted to go to see the end suddenly stood still, stopped their steps, and at the same time were shocked.

"Holy Fury!"

Zhang Xiyun, who was in it, was full of emotions, and the little girl born because of the beacon fire tilted her head and looked at him, looking puzzled.

Zhang Xiyun was finally convinced in his heart that Bao Xi was the spirit of the beacon fire, and he had a relationship with Xin Wu.

But what happened later, he couldn't guess, I'm afraid that only Xin Wu could tell him everything.

Time was becoming more and more real, and he already felt that his spirit was beginning to lose control and was about to fall into it.

He suddenly remembered the most important thing, and hurriedly looked at the woman beside him.

Jiang Luoran's eyes were still blank, and he sat quietly aside.

Zhang Xiyun's eyes showed struggle, he had a promise to her, but now that he was leaving, she was the only one left.

An irreversible force pulls him into the river of time.

He knew that he couldn't stay, so he looked at the evil one earnestly, and pointed at Jiang Luoran at the same time.

"Don't worry, I will erase the people who hunt you down, ......"

"She'll be fine, the person who picked her up is on the way......"

When Zhang Xiyun heard this, his eyes showed a hint of relaxation, and then he looked at Jiang Luoran.

For some reason, there was a strong reluctance in his heart.

He had never had such emotions before.

The long river of time has completely taken shape, and even the sound of the long river rushing can be heard.

In the depths of the long river, a figure saw this scene, and almost burst into tears.

She is a tear, a tear belonging to Bao Xi, carrying the memory of Xin Wu.

When Zhang Xiyun fell into the long river of time in Chishan City, she chased into the long river without hesitation, caught in the passage of time, and only found her direction at this time.

She was just a tear, but it was the tears of the beacon fire, so she was not swallowed up by the long river.

She finally met Xin Wu, although tens of thousands of years apart, she wanted to break out of the long river of time, but she was constantly pulled by the long river and couldn't find a way.

She could only look at the figure that had been thinking about it for thousands of years and wept, but she couldn't shed tears, she was just a tear.

In vain, Zhenzha can only see the phantom of her falling into the long river again.

Zhang Xiyun looked at Jiang Luoran, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, although there was indescribable reluctance.

"Jiang Luoran, I will come back to see you, I will keep my promise......"

Zhang Xiyun's soul was completely torn out of Xin Wu's body and fell into the long river of time.

Until he was no longer visible, the river of time gradually receded.

The heavens and the earth were closed, and the dark clouds dispersed.

The sun shone into the place, and Xin Wu, who had just woken up, couldn't open his eyes.

Evil came and sighed softly.

"Evil comes from seniors!" Xin Wu opened his eyes and exclaimed, "How can I ......?"

"I remember that the camp was ambushed by the Zhou army, and I was chased and killed by several people, how could I be here?"

Evil looked at him and said, "If you can't figure it out, you don't have to think about it." ”

"It's time for you to go back to the court, it's the king's order. ”

Evil came and pointed at the ignorant spirit of the beacon fire, and said to Xin Wu: "She will follow you in the future, and you will be the closest people......

Xin Wu followed the evil point, and saw her face clearly for the first time, and she still had a simple smile on her face.

Evil came to point at Xin Wu, looking at the young spirit of the beacon fire, and there was a look of love in his eyes.

"From now on, you will follow him, and he will protect you, and his name is Xinwu. ”

She seemed to understand whether she understood or not, like a child learning her tongue for the first time, and learned vaguely: "Xin...... Woo?"

Since then, acacia has been frosty to dew. (To be continued.) )