Zheng Xiu's words were a blockbuster.

Zheng Xiu, Fengbei, and the monk experienced that buried history in Gongsun Mo's cannibal paintings.

The tragedy of the Cicada Valley.

The disappearance of martial arts.

Zheng Xiu even spent a hundred years as "Gongsun Mo", painting ghosts, ingesting the souls of tens of millions of people, creating cannibal paintings comparable to ghosts, and personally opened the passage to Changyan and turned into a human pillar.

All the memories are vivid in their minds.

They know the secrets of history.

Now that Zheng Xiu's words are broken, the monk suddenly realized: "It turns out that he is the one who is most afraid of being taken away by Chang Yan!" ”

"In Jingtang Town, I had come face to face with him. Aliens are human after all! ”33

Feng Beibei bit his lower lip lightly and was silent on the side.

Zheng Xiu grabbed Feng Bei's hand suddenly, his tentacles were cold, and his palms were full of sweat.

Feng Bei twitched hard, but he couldn't pull his hand out of Zheng Xiu's thick palm.

Feeling the warmth of Zheng Xiu's palm, Fengbei sighed lightly, still silent.

"Don't think about leaving."

Zheng Xiu looked at Fengbei calmly: "No matter whether it is true or false to share the same bed for ten years, what are you thinking, how can you hide it from me?" ”

"What is the old sister thinking?" The monk suddenly changed to Xie Yunliu's face.

"It's called Miss Feng." Zheng Xiu made a straight face, glanced at the monk, and secretly scolded you in your heart for blindly switching personalities at this time.

The monk blinked, seemed to understand something, and secretly annoyed that he didn't open which pot to mention, scratching his scalp and nodded: "What is Miss Feng thinking?" ”

Zheng Xiu broke Fengbei's thoughts: "She doesn't want to implicate us, she wants to go to find the candle alone." ”

Feng Bei stiffened.

It seems that Zheng Xiuzhen guessed Fengbei's thoughts.

is worthy of being a husband and wife for ten years.

The monk gasped: "Hiss...... How could Miss Feng be so reckless! ”

Feng Bei finally broke away from Zheng Xiu's hand, took a slight breath, her black and white eyes were a little more annoyed, and she glared at Zheng Xiu: "Otherwise? Let me watch you die? ”

Zheng Xiu confidently asked: "Didn't I say it earlier, my life is very hard, and I already have ideas." When did you see me doing something you're not sure of? ”

Fengbei sneered: "On August 15 of that year, you have to say that you want to celebrate the third anniversary of your marriage, and you have to learn to make fennel sheep's head pot, I said that you don't have the talent to cook, you don't listen, and then you have to toss, and then you almost burned the back kitchen?" ”

Zheng Xiu was unconvinced: "Didn't I succeed in the fifth anniversary?" ”

Feng Bei sneered: "Didn't you accidentally sprinkle all the sand and salt into it in the fourth year?" If I hadn't said it was delicious, would you be happy? ”

"Everyone has their own strengths!"

"So, that's what you mean by 'grasp'?"

"Do you want to say in the next sentence that I won't be the slightest bit wrong if we put the facts aside?"

"Hmph, am I one of those who don't distinguish between right and wrong in your mouth?"

The two quarreled and quarreled, getting closer and closer, their faces were red and their necks were thick, and their two faces were almost together.

The monk suspected that they would kiss on the spot, and took the initiative to cover his eyes.

Fengbei and Zheng Xiu stared at each other, staring and staring, the corners of Fengbei's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help laughing, Zheng Xiu's face was proud, he raised two fingers, Fengbei feinted to be angry, it was difficult to regain his face, Zheng Xiu's mouth was hooked, revealing a look of "you come here", Fengbei looked away at this point, and Fengbei was defeated.

Being interrupted by Zheng Xiu, Feng Bei's heart was heavy and dispersed a lot, she helplessly pulled her long hair on the right side behind her ear, and revealed the "alien mark" that she had never liked in front of Zheng Xiu, and glanced at Zheng Xiu: "Say, what are your plans?" ”

"My idea is simple."

"All the way north,"

"Gouged out the crow keeper's eyes,"

"Completely destroy the eyes of the candle,"

"Then,"

Zheng Xiu pointed to the north, his tone paused slightly, and he calmly said four words: "Let's go home." ”

Ten days later.

On the official road from west to northeast.

Two horses galloping.

A burly hunk man with a roll of stick-shaped oil bags on his back.

On the other horse sat a bald head.

It was Zheng Xiu and the monk.

They descended from Tianyin Mountain, first went northeast, turned north, passed through several states, and rushed back to the imperial city.

The two walked and stopped, spent ten days, and walked two thousand miles.

Every time the monk stopped, he would involuntarily look in the direction he came, quite worried.

"Don't worry," Zheng Xiu comforted, "She is Fengbei." ”

They are about to pass through the territory of Yizhou.

The monk was a little more hesitant on his face.

Zheng Xiu guessed the monk's thoughts: "If you want to go back and meet the other masters, go and see them." ”

The monk was entangled for a while, and shook his head vigorously: "No, the little monk is definitely not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, he wants to advance and retreat together with the two of you!" ”

"There are some things, why don't I want to meet him and ask for clarification."

Zheng Xiu now understands that the waiting master is Xie Yunliu two hundred years ago. He lived for two hundred years.

He already knew that Gongsun Mo had drawn a cannibal painting.

Is it possible that when the master knows what will happen to the few people who took away the cannibal painting, is he looking forward to the cannibal painting successfully creating a second Gongsun Mo and bringing back the real Xie Luo River from Chang Yan?

This is what Zheng Xiu wanted to ask the master in person.

But now is not the time to get to the bottom of it.

Day 15.

The night is as cool as water.

In the mountains, on the winding road, the two people who are non-stop are still on their way.

They seemed to be very fast when they got on their horses, but it took them fifteen days to get here, which shows that they had a lot of time stopping on the way, as if they were waiting for something.

The drizzle was shining in the moonlight, like silver needles, piercing the two on the horse.

"Ahh

In the distance, as a terrible crow broke the silence, a "dark cloud" covered the sky and the sun and crossed over the bright moon, and when the dark cloud passed quickly, it seemed to tear the bright moon into countless pieces.

[Dead ...... Die...... Dead ......]

Zheng Xiu's face froze, as if he had heard something.

There were still crows in his ears, but two distorted words appeared in his mind subconsciously, and his vision was covered with hot asphalt, and it looked like thick black blood.

He covered his ears in surprise, and Zheng Xiu felt that in an instant, he seemed to understand the meaning of the crow's cry.

The moment he understood the voice, he had the hallucination of death in front of his eyes.

Did I inadvertently learn some strange new skill?

Zheng Xiu wondered in his heart, but he didn't have time to think about it.

"It's coming! Blindfold! ”

The monk gritted his teeth, took out a piece of black cloth, and obediently covered it, and as for the horse, he continued to drive according to his feelings.

The "dark clouds" that covered the stars and closed the moon turned out to be thousands of ravens, Zheng Xiu encountered a few along the way, and deliberately delayed a few to kill the lone raven. After going back and forth a few times, Candle passed through the eyes of the crow and guessed the route of the two to the north.

One raven collided wildly in the sky, shattering flesh and bones, and crow feathers floating in the sky. The crushed flesh and blood gradually twisted into a black fog in the night, and a dark cave suddenly opened in the mist, and small white hands as thick as babies formed a terrifying wing, sticking out of the black mist.

"Bah-"

The horses under the two of them raised their hooves in shock, and in a moment they rolled their eyes and crashed into the trees beside them.

A terrifying aura swept through the sky, and the sensual animals were the first to sense the threat.

Zheng Xiu and the monk kicked on their feet and fell off their horses at the same time. The monk was blindfolded, and he was not sure of his balance for a while, and rolled to the side.

Thousands of ravens hovered under the moon at high speed, forming four high walls, and from a distance, it looked like a black storm, and at this moment, Zheng Xiu and the monk were in the eye of the storm.

"Dead ...... Die...... Die...... Die...... Die...... Yikes......"

The crow keeper struggled to squeeze out of the passage, his ten-meter-long twisted wings completely stretched, and the baby's arms made a crisp bone sound. Zheng Xiu once again vaguely understood the meaning of the crow's cry, just like the word "death".

Zheng Xiu glared and touched his ears again in surprise.

"I seem to ...... Can you really understand the language of birds? ”

"But it doesn't matter."

"You only have one best chance."

"Once Candle realizes that we are planning to blind him in one fell swoop, he will not easily release the crow keeper in the future."

"Prison Sparrow!"

Zheng Xiu's chest agitated, the pitch-black lines spread all over his body in an instant, the fangs grew, the white bone covered the face, and an illusory wing grew from the shoulder blades, Zheng Xiu turned into a white-faced fanged "prison finch form" for a long time.

He threw the long strip of oilcloth bag behind his back into the air: "Come here!" ”

[Provocation]!

The crow keeper was instantly attracted by Zheng Xiu's loud shout, and the tattered eye-covering cloth seemed to be burned, burning into ashes. Five blood-colored eyes shimmered with scarlet light.

The crow keeper originally had six eyes, but he consumed one when he "killed" Zheng Baimei for the first time, and now there are only five left!

Zheng Xiu flapped his wings and flew into the air.

Boundless black gas gushed out from behind the crow keeper, condensed into a feather, like an arrow feather in the sky, and shot towards Zheng Xiu.

Shout!

A pitch-black light shot from the sky in the distance, like a black meteor, and in a blink of an eye, it eliminated all the attacks of the crow keepers and opened a broad road for Zheng Xiu.

Ten miles away.

Fengbei's feet lightly touched the treetops, his long hair fluttering, standing in the night.

There was a faint sadness on her face, and the majestic shadow behind her was still like a mountain, but what the shadow held in her hand was no longer a huge horse chopping knife, but a hideous curved bow.

A faint shadow of a curved bow also appeared in Feng Bei's hand, and she was ten miles away, closed her eyes, and pulled the curved bow.

"Lend me your bows, Xero."

Fengbei condensed the "ominous" that was enough to kill all living creatures into arrows and put them on the longbow.

With a sigh, Feng Bei listened and let go of his three fingers.

What she listened to was "the voice of all things."

The pitch-black arrows were faster than the other.

In an instant, countless arrows knocked out countless holes in the crow keeper's wings.

Zheng Xiu was as fast as lightning, and under the cover of Fengbei, the ink-colored streamer on his wings was like a sharp blade, cutting the night in half.

"Die!"

The crow keeper staggered in the night sky, and the arrows shot it all over the body, and before Zheng Xiu approached, the second of the five remaining eyes of the crow keeper suddenly burst, bursting with red blood.

He even closed his eyes in advance, but he was still hit. In fact, at that close range, the crow keeper unleashed its thaumaturgy, and whether Zheng Xiu closed his eyes or not, he would be hit.

The "Mortal Technique", which can only be performed with the restriction of "blindness", has long gone beyond the scope of ordinary thaumaturgy.

Krypton's Technique.

[Zheng Shan] incarnated like the former [Zheng Baimei], his skin was chapped and weathered, drying up little by little, turning into dust and being blown away by the wind.

His avatar is collapsing, approaching ...... Die!

"It's coming!"

Zheng Xiu didn't laugh back, his eyes were full of energy, the sound of chains, and his right palm was covered with blood-colored eyes.

A strangely shaped paintbrush appeared under Zheng Xiu's pen under the constraints of the eyeball chain, and with a wave of his hand, his shattered body, his flesh and blood, turned into a sword in the sky.

The surrounding sounds disappeared, and everything froze for a moment.

A moment of life and death.

"Krypton's move, who wouldn't."

Zheng Xiu grinned, and in an instant, his sword heart was clear, and he drew inferences from one another.

"Ruthless Sword!"

The small sword created by the [Painter] Doorway, with the [Painter's] thaumaturgical imitation of the [Heaven and Earth Convergence One Sword Intent], aimed at the neck of the crow keeper.

Laugh at!

Zheng Xiu's "death" and the "death" of the crow keeper occurred at the same time, and from a distance, it was as if Zheng Xiu had "passed" the crow keeper's body. But in fact, it was Zheng Xiu's body that collapsed at the same time, he swung his sword at high speed and slashed over, disappearing and cutting off the head of the crow keeper.

……

"Do you like birds?"

An old man talks to a teenager.

"I like it."

"Why?"

"I want to fly freely in the sky like them."

"The old man taught you how to raise birds, and if you learn it, you will be able to fly, fly high."

"Okay!"

"From today onwards, the old man will give you a name...... Dove. ”

……

"It's done! Hahaha! ”

At the moment of cutting off the head of the crow keeper, a strange memory flowed into Zheng Xiu's mind.

Zheng Xiu laughed in the night sky, turned into flying dust, and went to his death.

He was very happy that he was finally able to borrow his hand and use Zheng Baimei's move!

There are no regrets in death!

Fengbei was in the distance, and he rushed to it with an anxious expression.

She had almost exhausted all her strength, and without her former peace, she was like a lightning bolt that crossed the night.

When the monk heard the laughter of the eldest brother, he hurriedly tore off the strip of cloth on his face, and just saw the scene where the crow keeper fell and the "eldest brother" in the sky turned into ashes and died.

Although Zheng Xiu had already told the monk in advance that his death was not a real death, the monk and Zheng Xiu had a century-old relationship, which was extremely deep, and he still couldn't help but shed tears of grief and unbearable.

The crow keeper's body detached and slammed to the ground, silent.

The surface of his body melted away like a layer of sesame paste, revealing a thin, short body.

It was an ugly-looking teenager.

Fengbei and the monk found the head of the crow keeper, Feng Bei just wanted to stretch out her hand, she was afraid that she would accidentally crush the crow keeper's body into ashes, so she said to the monk: "Brother! Take out your eyes! ”

Fengbei was so anxious that he forgot that the monk was no longer Xie Yunliu, and shouted "brother" in a hurry.

The monk didn't think so much, and even responded as a matter of course, reaching into the layer of paste, the stench was overwhelming, and four "eyes" like black pearls were carefully gouged out from it.

The monk pinched the four beads and pinched them gently, but they were still soft.

"Let's go! I'm afraid of him...... It won't last long! Fengbei took out the bag, filled the four eyes, and urged.

Flutter! Flutter! Flutter! Flutter!

After the death of the crow keeper, the flock of ravens hovering in the sky exploded one by one, turning into a black rain of blood and falling on the ground.

At the same time, all the ravens hovering in the sky of the Daqian Dynasty fell one after another.

In the imperial city, there was a rain of ravens.

All dead.

Fengbei and the monk traveled day and night, almost sleeplessly, and rushed back to the imperial city from killing the crow keeper. On the way, Fengbei scared away three horses and exhausted four horses.

On the night of the twelfth day, under Zheng Xiu's advance arrangement, Fengbei finally returned to his home after a "hundred years".

The mountain.

Under the moonlight, Fengbei Tankou opened slightly, looked at the mountain that was split into a valley from the middle, and was stunned for a moment: "What about me, my family?" ”

The forest was full of smoke, and Qing Shisan, who was hidden in the dense forest by the smoke, walked out with a solemn expression, he was still in that cynical posture, wearing a hat, wearing tattered clothes, and arching his hand towards Fengbei: "In Xia Qing Thirteen, he is a cronie among Master Zheng's cronies." Presumably the Fengbei girl should know the following, Qing knows that the Fengbei girl has countless doubts in her heart, such as your mountain. Qing 13 put away his smile: "Without further ado, please be sure to return to Zheng's house with Qing as soon as possible." ”

As he spoke, Qing Shisan stretched out his hand towards Fengbei and made a "please" gesture. It turned out that behind him, there was a tunnel, the inside of the tunnel was square, brightly lit, and there were tracks. The monk looked confused, under the guidance of Qing Thirteen, the three of them sat in a strange shape of the car, Qing Thirteen's hand speed exploded, shaking the lever, and the car galloped along the track at high speed.

"Don't be surprised, there are countless strange people in the Zheng family, this is the handiwork of the first craftsman Yan Jiji."

Fengbei wanted to ask if the mountain of the Gu family was also the same, but at this moment, she was worried about Zheng Xiu's safety, where would she have time to ask this, so she nodded with a wooden face.

After a while, the rail car stopped, and Qing Shisan opened the secret door, and behind the secret door was the underground cell of Zheng Mansion.

There were a lot of warblers and swallows in the cell, and the fragrant wind was blowing. As soon as everyone saw the secret door pushed open, they swooped down, and their eyes all focused on Feng Bei's body.

Surrounded by warblers and swallows, Zheng Xiu, who was dark and skinny, sat there motionless as if he was dead.

Meantime.

Inside the courtyard of Zheng's house.

Xiaofeng, an orange cat who had already become a member of the Zheng family, turned over and opened her eyes while she was asleep.

It looked at the moonlight quietly, and it was bright and bright, but it was reflected in the meow pupils, but it didn't reflect even a little light, only a piece of pure black.

"Meow~"

The orange cat licked its paws, got up and paced gracefully, silently stepping into the darkness.

Some people died, but not completely......