Listening to the rain sword, he suddenly came to the gentleman.

Chen Changsheng raised his eyes and saw that the rain sword shook off, and a handful of hair fell from the sword.

"The monster's hair?" Chen Changsheng asked.

Hearing Yujian's nod, he shook his body.

Although he failed to kill the monster, the sword qi cut off a few strands of hair and landed on the sword in the middle of the fight.

Chen Changsheng looked fixedly, and after taking a look, he secretly said in his heart.

'How do you look like fox fur?' ’

But he had clearly seen two pairs of horns on the back of the monster before.

That's a bit of a stretch.

Chen Changsheng thought it was a deer demon at first, but the horns on his back made people feel strange.

"It shouldn't be an ordinary youkai."

Chen Changsheng said, maybe there is someone behind the monster.

Without mana, there is no way to urge the talisman, this monster's cultivation is not high, and it can escape the pursuit of the Tingyu Sword because of a few talismans and the soul flag.

Chen Changsheng came back to his senses, and then said, "Let's go back first." ”

Chen Changsheng put away the Listening to the Rain Sword, and then returned to Ximing City.

……

The city god of Ximing City waited in the temple for a long time, pacing back and forth, with a worried look on his face.

Just when he was at a loss.

A figure stepped into the temple.

Chenghuang hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Immortal! Shangxian, that monster is ambushed? ”

"Carelessly let him run."

Chen Changsheng flipped his wrist, and the spirit banner fell into his hand, and then asked, "The banner that Chenghuang said before, but this one?" ”

Seeing that the banner was full of yin qi, and there seemed to be tens of thousands of yin spirits swimming in it, he pointed to the banner and trembled: "Exactly, it is this flag!" ”

Chen Changsheng said: "Now that the souls of the dead have been found, the difference is that they are canonized by the Emperor of People. ”

Chenghuang said: "The immortals don't have to bother, the little god then went to the palace and explained the matter to the emperor." ”

"Chen, let's go in person."

Chen Changsheng waved his hand and said, "It just so happens that Chen also wants to meet this emperor of Xixiao." ”

"The little god will lead the way for the immortals."

"It's fine."

Chen Changsheng tore off the talisman that sealed the City God's Temple, he originally wanted to leave the talisman to see, but he never thought that the talisman would burn to ashes after tearing it off.

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng stopped staying, and went to the palace under the guidance of the city god of Ximing City.

The Xixiang Palace was built according to the original pattern of the Grand View, but the places have shrunk a lot, and it is not as rich as the Grand View Palace.

By the time we arrived at the palace, it had darkened completely.

The palace is brightly lit everywhere, and the palace is especially quiet after dark, and the palace guards on the parade walk softly, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

"How long has Chenghuang been here?" Chen Changsheng asked.

The city god of Ximing Mansion replied: "It has been more than five hundred and seventy years. ”

"That's a long time." Chen Changsheng then said: "There should be a lot of changes in history that have changed dynasties, have you ever encountered a situation like this before?" ”

Chenghuang thought for a moment and said, "This little god is not very clear, maybe there is, but what is the solution in the end, the little god doesn't know." ”

"Haven't you ever written about it?"

"The City God Yin Division only records the affairs of the dead souls, and these things are basically rarely recorded in writing."

Speaking of this, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but be curious.

Chen Changsheng asked: "That is to say, the previous Chenghuang has left a copy of the book, so how many years ago can it be traced back to the earliest?" ”

Chenghuang said: "Back to Shangxian, the earliest description of the Yin Soul Book of Ximing City was more than four thousand years ago, and there is no more in front of it, of course, this is only Ximing City under the jurisdiction of the little god, and in other places, the little god doesn't know." ”

"Was there a gap in between?" Chen Changsheng asked.

"This, the little god hasn't paid attention to it either......"

Chenghuang said: "When I go back, the little god will immediately go to investigate." ”

Chen Changsheng waved his hand and said, "Chenghuang doesn't have to be nervous, Chen just asks casually." ”

Chenghuang nodded respectfully, and then looked at the room in front of him with the lights on.

Chenghuang said: "Shangxian, this is the imperial study of the palace, and the human emperor should be inside." ”

Chen Changsheng nodded, and then walked into the imperial study.

This imperial study is a little different from what Chen Changsheng imagined.

It is said that it is the imperial study, but it is better to say that this is the armory.

There are all kinds of weapons hanging on the wall, swords, guns, swords, halberds, all kinds of weapons, if it is a storyteller, it is estimated that there is only a piece of music on the table.

In front of the desk, there sat a man in a dragon robe holding a brush, although he was wearing a dragon robe, but he looked particularly unruly, one foot on the low stool next to him shaking his legs, writing also across the knife and horse, and swearing in his mouth.

"What is it......?"

"Alas, this thing has already had a big scene, I don't know."

"Hit, hit, fart, which grandson wrote the song."

"This word is uglier than the other, don't you know how to practice more."

This 'Northern Desert Emperor' kept talking, but he was talking about Jinghua.

Chen Changsheng looked at the scolding man at the desk and couldn't help but pause.

It's not because of the outrageous actions and words of this human emperor.

It's because of the appearance of the person in front of him.

Although so many years have passed, his face has changed a lot, but Chen Changsheng still recognized the person in front of him at a glance.

What did he do with the emperor?

Shang Lu raised his head and looked to the side, he seemed to feel that someone was standing beside him, and when he saw nothing, he thought it was his own delusion.

"Who!?"

Unexpectedly, when he turned his head again, a figure stood in front of him.

Shang Lu's heart tightened, and he immediately got up, and punched the man in a turn.

All the blood and qi passed into the punch, and he didn't intend to keep his hand at all.

"Bang ......"

But he never thought that the person in front of him steadily caught his fist, and then the man seemed to pull it at will, and then he unloaded his strength.

"Good skills."

Shang Lu quickly retracted and turned around to shake his fist.

Now that he is an eight-rank martial artist, there are only a handful of people in the world who can take his punch.

Then he was stunned, and the man actually blocked his fist with his palm.

"Boom ......"

Chen Changsheng grabbed his fist, and under the force, he knocked the punch back.

Shang Lu took a few steps back, and it wasn't until he was on the wall that he steadied himself.

"Tai Chi?"

He reacted suddenly, stared at the person in front of him, and called, "Who are you!" ”

And when his attention shifted to this person's face, it was only for a moment, and he froze in place.

The strength in his hands immediately unloaded, and the blood and energy in his body were also retracted.

Chen Changsheng shook his hand and said, "It's really a little painful." ”

Shang Lu stared blankly at the green shirt in front of him, and muttered softly.

"Mr. Big......