"Senior brother, if you mentioned the resurrection, I will definitely check it out." It was about Shen Yu, Wen Yi had to know the truth of the matter, "Do you think I should investigate the danger myself, or do you tell me the danger you know in person." ”

Bai Feng put away his casual expression, "Little junior sister, why do you want to know so much about Prince Er?" ”

Because Shen Yu confessed to me!

And.....

Wen Yi asked herself, she didn't hate Shen Yu, sometimes, when the two of them were alone, their heartbeat would speed up inexplicably.

Especially after Shen Yu confessed his thoughts, Wen Yi was very afraid that the two would be alone.

She couldn't help but want to know more about Wen Yi Shen's encounter, even if it was a trivial daily triviality.

Wen Yi smiled slyly, "Because I remembered the codex left by Shen Yu in the [Top of the Mountains] that day, after I transferred to Ruthless Swordsmanship, I very much needed this part of knowledge to enrich myself."

Moreover, knowing Shen Yu's past can more clearly understand his mood at that time, which is convenient for me to comprehend the true meaning of the ruthless Dao. ”

These words are half-truths and half-truths.

Bai Feng remembered what they saw in the secret realm, and immediately wrote down the part of his record and threw it to Wen Yi:

"You're not bad, then I'll tell you something about Prince Wen Yi'er."

Bai Feng: "The major sects in the Immortal Cultivation Realm only record that Prince Er slaughtered millions of people in Surabaya Country before his ascension, but they do not mention the four divine envoys around Prince Ei. ”

"The names of these four people are: National Teacher Kazama Moon, General Zuo Sleeping, Yuehua and Fufeng."

The first three thermometers are known, but the latter one is very unfamiliar.

At this time, Wen Yi felt the fluctuation of spiritual power, and Shen Yu didn't know when he stood beside Wen Yi.

Wen Yi poured two cups of tea, one for himself and the other beside Shen Yu.

Bai Feng continued: "In order to prevent defeat before Prince Er's ascension, he made many resurrection back-hands, and as far as we know, that Qianyuan Sword is one of the resurrection containers. ”

However, if an ancestor of the Mahayana realm ascends, he will definitely plan for the failure of his ascension, or take away others, or be reborn in his own doppelganger.

Trees have dryads, flowers have flower essences, and anything that contains spiritual energy can become essence if it gives birth to spiritual intelligence, and the same is true for sword spirits.

Wen Yi asked Shen Yu with his divine sense, "Is this your plan?" ”

"It's not." Shen Yu replied categorically, "What qualifications does a sword have to carry the noble soul of the deity?" ”

Thermometer: "......"

Noble indeed.

"Our sect has ancestral teachings, if the prince has signs of rebirth, all the disciples must not stop it, and they must go all out to help the prince be reborn." Bai Fengshen said mysteriously: "This sentence was whispered to Senior Sister before the death of Shizun Immortal, and I was on the side, and I accidentally heard it." ”

Accidentally?

Wen Yi didn't believe it was an accident.

"In the deepest part of the sect, there is a mausoleum dedicated to Prince Er." Bai Feng's black eyes turned, "However, only the senior sister of the head of the family can go to that place, and we can't get in." ”

Wen Yi asked, "Why?" ”

"There is a formation set up by the ancestors inside, if you trespass into the mausoleum without the seal of the head of the family, you will be cursed and die in an instant." Bai Feng gave her a look of disdain that you had not listened to in class, "It is recorded in the classics of the sect that there are several disciples who do not know whether they are alive or dead and trespass into the mausoleum of the prince, and the 'bang' is blown into pieces of meat, blood and water are splashed, and the picture is very cruel. ”

"I've read the records, and I've secretly read them." Bai Feng shook his head and said: "It's all made up to deceive people, and no one knows where the prince's mausoleum is." ”

Wen Yi: "......" She felt that her senior brother was not only beautiful and had a loose personality, but also liked to die very much.

From Yuan Ying running into the Qingyun Secret Realm to quietly exploring the prince's mausoleum, it is really God's mercy that he did not die.

Moreover, Bai Feng's luck was so good that it exploded.

"In short, there is a good chance that the crown prince will be resurrected." Bai Feng said seriously: "There was a prophecy that the prince would be resurrected in the sea of blood and would become a salvation at the end of the immortal cultivation world. ”

Speaking of this prophecy, Bai Feng sneered, "A madman who slaughters his own country is salvation? Crazy. ”

Shen Yu's face sank.

He shot out a spiritual power, and Bai Feng felt as if someone had pushed him hard behind his back, and he fell to the ground, falling a dog and eating.

"Shen Yu." Wen Yi looked at Shen Yu.

Shen Yu's cold face was as gloomy as water, "If he wasn't your senior brother and didn't defend you repeatedly, he would be ashes by now." ”

Even if most of his memories are missing, Shen Yu tolerates beaking.

Wen Yi bent down and pulled up the third senior brother who came out of his mouth, "It's okay." ”

Bai Feng's handsome face had two bright red nosebleeds, he pinched his nose, and his beautiful eyes were full of disbelief, "Little junior sister, I'm ...... How did I fall? ”

The corners of Wen Yi's mouth twitched, "That's how I fell." ”

"Nosebleeds, nosebleeds!" Bai Feng screamed and covered Wen Yi's eyes, "Don't look at it!" I'm not perfect now! Don't look at it! ”

Oops, how can you let the little junior sister see her ugliness?

Eh, fortunately, only the little junior sister saw it, otherwise his reputation would be gone.

Bai Feng turned into a gust of wind and disappeared into the secret room, looking for a place to tidy up his appearance.

He can accept that he is scrap.

But you can't accept that you're not perfect!

Wen Yi shrugged helplessly, "Shen Yu, the matter of Wen Yi's Surabaya country, how much has your memory recovered." ”

Thinking that so many people had a misunderstanding of Shen Yu, Wen Yi's heart was like a pinprick in her heart, a burst of pain, and she couldn't tell what this feeling was, just care.

"It's not much, my memory tells me they all deserve to die." The coldness on Shen Yu's face disappeared, replaced by anger and madness, he crushed the teacup and said word by word: "They all deserve to die!" ”

A chilling murderous aura gushed out.

Scarlet blood suddenly oozed from the clean chamber.

The coffee table, the quilt, the soft collapse, and even the futon that has no offensive power are all stained with a terrifying murderous aura, turning into a sharp blade, and the monstrous murderous aura soars into the sky.

"Oooo

The alarm bell of Lingyun Palace suddenly rang.

At the same time, the secret room suddenly burst into golden light, and palm-sized pieces of paper appeared out of thin air.

Wen Yi looked at it vigilantly.

The paper carries endless knowledge, and Wen Yi feels dizzy at a glance.

The amount of paper grew, and soon the entire chamber was filled.

As if imprisoned in the ocean of knowledge, Wen Yi only felt a splitting headache, those papers turned into dense needles and pierced into her mind, she held her head with both hands, her brows furrowed in pain, and her legs were weak.

When he saw that the thermometer was about to fall to the ground, one hand gently held it in his arms.

"Empty all your mind." As soon as the words fell, Shen Yu stomped on the ground fiercely.

The coffee tables, quilts, soft collapses, bunks, and even ornaments on the ground have turned into extremely aggressive things, brutal, unreasonable, tearing the surrounding things to pieces.