Fu Zhu performed a dust purification technique, and after cleaning the courtyard again, he had the strength to sit down and feel the aura in Wanheng City.

After a moment, she opened her eyes in slight surprise, "Is the aura here so thin?" ”

Rao had heard Wu Sheng say it many times, and Fu Zhu didn't expect that Fang Waitian's aura could be thinned like this.

It's like a plate of loose sand.

If you don't have a spirit gathering array, you won't be able to gather spiritual energy at all, let alone absorb spiritual energy into your body.

Wu Sheng was silent and took out a spirit gathering disk for her.

Fu Zhu put the array plate aside, not in a hurry to cultivate, she asked Wu Sheng, "Now that I have arrived at Fang Waitian, what has happened to Senior Sister over the years, can you tell me 1510?" ”

Why did the senior sister come to Fang Waitian, and how did she finally disperse Fang Waitian, she wanted to know.

Wusheng began to pretend to be deaf and dumb again, keeping his head down and not knowing what he was thinking.

Fu Zhu waited patiently for him.

Finally, Wu was alive.

He handed the rune beads a notebook, and then walked to the door and squatted, looking out through the crack in the door in a daze.

Fu Zhu focused on the book that Wu Sheng gave him, and he didn't notice that in fact, his body had been tense, and his attention was not on the outside at all.

After reading this, she should know that her birth was so disgraceful and embarrassing.

The hybrid of the human sword immortal and the demon race is more hateful than the pure demon race, and it is not tolerated in the world, Wu Sheng lowered his eyelids, and his nails sank deep into his palms.

He didn't dare to observe Fu Zhu's expression, but his birth was her most beloved senior sister, the beginning of misfortune.

The book is a few years old, the paper is brownish, and the handwriting on it is sometimes neat, sometimes scribbled, and even occasionally there are traces of random scribbles, as if he is impatiently venting something.

Rune beads are seen from the first page.

[In the year of Daxu, on the third day of the ninth month, he traveled down the mountain, encountered the demon clan on the way, and was killed and wounded, and the remaining one lived alone. 】

[On the seventh day of the ninth month, he returned to the sect, encountered demons again, chased him, but to no avail, and returned. 】

The time is also the seventh day of the ninth month, but the following words are not so concise, word by word, revealing how annoyed the person who wrote this passage was in his state of mind at that time.

[The sachet that the little junior sister gave me was dropped, it was her hand holding the sword, embroidered for me with a needle and a thread, and there was also a moonlight flower given to me by Lan Ze in it, how could I be so careless and lose it? ] 】

Fu Zhu remembers this incident vividly.

At that time, she saw her sister embroidering sachets, and thought it was interesting, so she pestered her to let her teach herself, and finally embroidered a four-like, the stitches were rough, and the thread was still hanging outside, but the senior sister regarded it as a treasure and never shy away from wearing it on her waist.

It was originally a sachet embroidered for the senior brother, but the senior sister finally gave it to herself.

The rune bead continued to flip down, looking slightly trance-like, and finally stunned.

[I don't know what time it is at the beginning of the month, the day and night here seem to be a little different, and the aura is so thin. 】

Why did you jump directly to Fang Waitian? What happened to Senior Sister during that time? Why didn't she write it?

Fu Zhu couldn't hold back the troubled thoughts in his heart, twisted the paper with his fingertips, and quickly swept the deeds behind.

[Fang Waitian Chronicle, on the first day of the winter month, I found that person. 】

Then there was another blank period, and by the time I could remember, it was already March.

[He lied to me, he is a demon venerable. 】

[Wuhuan Hall can't trap me. 】

It can be seen that the handwriting at this time is particularly sloppy, as if it was written in a hurry, and the last word "I" is still unfinished.

[It's September another year, but it's a pity that Fang Waitian doesn't have osmanthus flowers, I don't know the little junior sister, the master and Lan Ze, everything is okay with them? 】

[On the third day of the ninth month, this time is so ironic. 】

[I named him Wusheng.] 】

[Between the Wusheng laurel trees, the people's livelihood has its own lifespan, why should life and death be returned to before and after. 】

[Since there is no need to talk about the order of death and life, why must it be Wusheng? 】

Fu Zhu's eyes fell on this half of the rhetorical question, and she realized that Senior Sister's feelings for Wusheng have never been love and hate, and there has always been only love.

She is such a gentle and kind person, how can she be angry with Wusheng.

The following words are all brushed aside, until, the handwriting on it has changed.

The strokes were so far apart that he could barely piece together a complete character, and Fu Zhu realized that it was written by Wu Sheng.

[A-Niang doesn't seem to like me. 】

This was the first sentence he wrote in the notebook, and Fu Zhu seemed to be able to imagine Wusheng's loneliness at that time, so he couldn't help but look away and look at the door.

Wu Sheng noticed the gaze of Fu Zhu, and his lips pursed even tighter.

Xiao Wusheng learns very quickly, and his handwriting is getting better and better.

[A-Niang taught me to recognize the talisman paper today. 】

[She looked at me with a soft gaze. 】

Scratches fell on this sentence, filled with silent dissatisfaction.

Xiao Wusheng crossed out this sentence.

He wrote the next sentence again.

[She is looking at others through me. 】

[I don't like that little junior sister at all, I don't like Lan Ze even more. 】

When Fu Zhu saw this, he sneered lightly, no wonder the little broken child bit her when he saw her for the first time, it turned out that he had been resentful for so long.

Wu Sheng heard the slight movement, and secretly glanced over here, is there anything funny in the book, is it worth her laughing?

Wu Sheng pondered for a while, his face suddenly changed, he clenched his palms, and fell silent.

He wrote all the facts, not the stuff, that's what it is.

The handwriting changes prove that this paragraph was written by Senior Sister Tianyue.

[I hid the Demon King's Order in a place they didn't expect. 】

Xu was afraid that the book would be revealed, she didn't specify the specific place, Fu Zhu beckoned to Wu Sheng, "What is the Demon King Order?" ”

"Do you know where Senior Sister hid it?"

Fu Zhu intuitively felt that this Demon King Decree would be very important.

And the above of them, they should be those people in the demon clan, and they seem to be looking for the Demon King Order.

Wu Sheng lifted his eyes lightly and said, "The Demon King Order is the inheritance of generations of Demon Kings. ”

Now the demon world is divided, each in its own way, and everyone wants that piece of the demon king's order to summon all demons.

"Whoever has the Demon King's Order is the next Demon King."

Wu Sheng spit out what he knew, "The Demon King Order, you can also summon a legendary Demon King army that no one has ever seen." ”

"That army, only recognize tokens."

Fu Zhu's heart was shocked, the one who has the Demon King Order is the next Demon King, but there must be a demon blood on his body, and it is useless for her and Senior Sister Tianyue to hold the Demon King Order.

But Wusheng said that the token can command the army, which is very different.

"Do you know the whereabouts of the Demon King's Order?" Rune Bead asked.

Wu Sheng stretched out a hand and pointed to the corner of the notebook, where a child with thick lines was drawn.

I didn't draw my facial features, and I didn't have any obvious features on my body, but I was about the same height as Wusheng, and when I saw it for the first time, I thought it was Xiao Wusheng's random graffiti, and I didn't take it to heart.

And now Wu Sheng pointed at this villain, does it mean that the Demon King ordered him to do so?

But if you don't have facial features, how can you recognize it?

After so many years, it's long overdue, right?

(End of chapter)