If he didn't want to know the cause of Shizun's death, he wouldn't have drilled into this dark and gloomy cave.

Xu Nan was so good that he almost blew him up in ashes, surrounded by black scorched earth and a foul smell.

Ying saw that the painting knot beat him up solidly, and even Zhuang Lingxiu, who was blown up in a daze next to him, was punched.

Listening to Xu Nanyi's screaming, he didn't dare to go up to save him, so he hid back holding Chongjue's arm, for fear that he would also be beaten by Ying Jianhua.

Ying Jianhua strode forward with a calm face, eager to rush directly into the Tower of Babel against the wind and get rid of this hellish environment.

Seeing that the senior brother was far away, he hurriedly ran back.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Zhuang, are you still alive?"

Xu Nan covered his eyes, his body was so dark that he could barely see the appearance of a person, he was still grinning his teeth, and when he saw the cold voice, he immediately picked up the shelf of being a senior brother, frowned, and said, "Is it really Xiao Xiao?" You don't have classes in the school palace, why are you here to find a beating? ”

Zhuang Lingxiu finally came back to his senses at this time.

He was blown up and his face blackened, and he even had the leisure to pretend to be as warm as jade, straighten his tattered sleeves, and said with a smile: "Xiao Xiao, what a coincidence." ”

After the sound of the cold came, he wanted to hug his senior brother, but at a glance he found that the two of them were covered in dust, so he could only hesitantly stop three steps away.

"I—I'm here to play, I didn't want to be beaten—you guys...... Ahem, what did you say just now, Senior Brother Lingge, turning into a dragon? ”

Xu Nanzhi looked at Zhuang Lingxiu hesitantly, not knowing whether to say it for a while.

Zhuang Lingxiu didn't want to hide it, and walked a few steps forward with a smile: "Well, my brother disappeared some time ago, and he should be in the Tower of Babel." ”

Before Shu Hansheng realized that the danger was coming, he was immediately taken aback, and he was still worried: "I haven't seen you for such a long time, Senior Brother Lingge must have turned into a dragon, but fortunately I came with me...... Senior Brother Zhuang, uh, why are you smiling like this all of a sudden, I'm a little scared...... Ahhh ”

Before Su Hansheng finished speaking, Zhuang Lingxiu walked a few steps quickly, stretched out his arms and pulled his Lantern Festival junior brother into his arms, and rubbed all the ashes on his body against Su Hansheng.

"I haven't seen you for too long, I miss Xiao Xiao too much, come, hug me."

"Ah——!h

Shu Hansheng was originally clean, his hair was not messy, and he was still wearing Chongjue's snow-white robe, he didn't notice Zhuang Lingxiu's wolf ambition in advance, and he couldn't escape, so he was directly hugged and rubbed with ashes all over his body.

"Senior brother......" Su Hansheng was hugged by the waist, desperately using his claws to push Zhuang Lingxiu's face, and said bitterly, "Please be a person!" ”

Zhuang Lingxiu laughed.

rubbed the cold sound like a dirty monkey, and Zhuang Lingxiu let him go with great mercy.

Su ran forward with a cold cry, trying to find someone to make decisions for him.

Zhuang Lingxiu originally thought that Su Hansheng had followed the Ying Jian painting, knowing that his appearance Ying Jian painting must be eight hundred miles away, and it was impossible to tolerate him approaching, so he felt at ease.

Then he heard a cold voice shouting, "Uncle! Uncle calls the shots for me! ”

Zhuang Lingxiu: "......"

Finished.

Xu Nan looked at him faintly: "You should also kick the iron plate and be beaten up." ”

Zhuang Lingxiu: "......"

Su Hansheng quickly ran back to Chongjue's side, Su Bai's face was full of dirt, and he complained with his hands and feet.

Chongjue smiled helplessly, seeing that he didn't plan to let himself get angry at all, he also listened indifferently to his babbling.

After shouting, he frowned and got down to business while wiping his claws with his paws: "Didn't you say that Senior Brother Lingge returned to Banqingzhou, how could he be in the Tower of Babel?" ”

Shizun has not been stained with fine dust all year round, and he did not dislike it when he saw that Su Hansheng was dirty like this, and stretched out his hand to wipe the black dust on his face for Su Hansheng, and said lightly: "At that time, I knew that he was turning into a dragon in the Tower of Babel, if I told you, you would definitely find a way to come here, I am afraid that you will encounter danger." ”

"Why, I'm sorry for my life." Su Han said.

As a holy object, the Luoyuan Dragon is almost immortal, and the small body of Su Hansheng is still here to save people, so it would be good if it didn't add to the chaos.

Chongjue smiled and didn't say much, looking like he didn't believe it.

Su Hansheng raised his head and raised his eyebrows, and the love words came as soon as he opened his mouth: "But if you are locked up in the Tower of Babel, I will definitely come to save you regardless of my life." ”

Chongjue paused for his action of wiping his face, and lowered his hand unnaturally.

He glanced at Zhuang Lingxiu and Xu Nanzhi, who were standing in the distance and didn't dare to approach, and turned around and said, "Let's go." ”

Su Hansheng "pouted", and regardless of the dirt on his body, he followed with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Are you blushing?" ”

Chongjue: "......"

The night pearl illuminates Chongjue's earlobe, which only shows a little in the black hair, and the blush is faintly visible.

"You don't have to do anything this time in Babel." Chong Jue spoke lightly, saying that he was down to business, diverting Su Hansheng's attention, "The Tower of Babel has collapsed, and only the four holy relics need to guard the four square formations, and your uncle is also there." ”

The rotten Ke spectrum is here, and only the phoenix bone of Jin Dan's cultivation naturally does not need to enter the formation.

Su Hansheng nodded: "Okay." ”

Lan Xubai's hexagram didn't know what the so-called "turning point" was, and he came here just to feel at ease, so that something really happened, and he was alone in the Wendao Palace, and he could only cry.

Seeing that Su Hansheng seemed to have been successfully diverted from his attention, Chongjue quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

…… Listening to the cold voice, he took his hand again, squinted his eyes and smiled like a fox: "Is it the first time for my uncle to listen to love words, do you want me to say a few more words?" ”

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nbsp; Chongjue shook his hand.

Since the appearance of the Ying Jian painting, Su Hansheng has changed from calling him by his first name to calling him "uncle", and with the identity of the two people piercing the window paper, the honorific title has also become an extremely ambiguous taste.

Chongjue glanced at the smiling cold voice, and suddenly said, "Have you figured out how to talk to your senior brother?" ”

The cold smile disappeared in an instant, and he looked at Chongjue faintly, thinking that it was really the red who was close to Zhu and the black who was close to the ink, and this white and flawless World Venerable was about to be damaged by himself?

Or is it purely the fusion of evil thoughts that this kaolin flower has begun to wilt?

"Then you can't look at the world." Su Han laughed and didn't laugh.

Chongjue: "Do you want me to talk to him?" ”

"It's not." Su Hansheng's face was expressionless, "When will Shizun teach me the Buddhist exercises, after I have practiced a body of copper tendons and iron bones, and I can be beaten by the Divine Realm unscathed, I will go to the senior brother to talk about the two of us." ”

Chongjue: "......"

This passage seemed to grow to an endless end, and after a few people walked for a long time, the walls on both sides became narrower and narrower, and the chill gradually came up from the ground, and it could not be resisted with spiritual power.

Chongjue took out a cloak from the storage ring and draped it over Su Hansheng's shoulders, seeing that his lips were white: "Cold? ”

Su Hansheng shook his head.

He only talked about confessing to Ying Jianhua because of the fact that he vaguely remembered another thing.

Su Hansheng tilted his head and pondered for a long time, looking at Ying Jianhua exploring the way ahead, he boldly reached out to hold Chongjue's hand, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, I always feel ......."

Chongjue looked back at him.

"What?"

Su Hansheng pursed his lips, and it took a long time before he said, "...... It seems that there is no fall. ”

Chongjue's pace was stunned.

"It's just a guess." Su Hansheng hurriedly explained, "When I first entered the Infernal Prison in my previous life, I accidentally broke into a formation, and when I saw that I was about to fall, someone rushed in and rescued me, and I don't know what secret method was used to heal my abolished inner mansion. ”

Chongjue heard the cold voice talking about the things of his previous life, and his heart was about to pinch up in just a few words.

Hearing this, his brows furrowed slightly: "Are you sure that person is Su Xuanlin?" ”

Su Hansheng was actually not sure, but the nursery rhyme he was humming was so familiar that he hesitated: "There is a half chance - without me to cause chaos in this life, he should still live in Infernal Prison." ”

Chongjue's hand clenched at the sound of the cold.

Since sixteen years ago, Su Xuanlin has uncharacteristically divided Chongjue into good and evil in the Tower of Babel.

Shannian vaguely remembered that at that time, Su Xuanlin was possessed by the Heavenly Dao, deprived of his divine sense, and forcibly turned into a knife in his hand, which severely damaged Chongjue, who tried to destroy the formation in the Tower of Babel.

At the same time that the evil thoughts were dragged into the Infernal Prison, Su Xuanlin also suffered from the reflection of the Heavenly Dao and his soul was scattered, and his body died.

Perhaps Shu Xuanlin did not fall at that time, but fell into the Infernal Prison with evil thoughts.

Now the Tower of Babel has collapsed as it did sixteen years ago, indicating that the Heavenly Dao has chosen someone to gather the four holy relics to stabilize the Tower of Babel.

Then when Zou Zhi forcibly opened the door of the Infernal Prison Boundary and let the evil thoughts come out, Su Xuanlin Bacheng also returned to the world.

Chongjue's expression was slightly gloomy.

It seems that this matter of the Tower of Babel will definitely be very tricky.

Su Hansheng couldn't help but clench Chongjue's hand, and said, "Uncle, I'm afraid." ”

Chongjue's expression softened unconsciously, and he comforted him gently: "It's okay, if you are afraid, you can go out and wait first." ”

Su Hansheng quickly shook his head.

Chongjue touched his head and didn't speak.

Even if the Heavenly Dao descended, he would let the sound of the cold sound retreat from this cannibalistic Babel Tower.

Su Hansheng was worried about another thing: "...... I'm afraid, if he is still alive, how are you going to tell my father about the fact that you seduced and bewitched his only bloodline? ”

Chongjue: "............"

Chongjue couldn't hold back his cough, and was almost choked by the words of the cold voice.

Others are worried about the life and death of the people of the Three Realms, and it is good to have a cold voice, and their brains are different and only care about love.

"Don't worry about that." Chongjue said, "The top priority is to solve the collapse of the Tower of Babel first. ”

Su Han let out an "oh", and after walking a few steps, he really couldn't hold back his curiosity, and said, "I've always wanted to ask ......."

Chongjue thought that he was going to say something tiger and wolf again, so he interrupted him: "I'll ask later." ”

Su Hansheng: "But I ......"

"Obedient."

Su Hansheng choked, pinched Chongjue's mouth with his hand, and said angrily: "What are you thinking nonsense, I'm talking about business." ”

Chongjue said: "What's the matter?" ”

"Didn't you keep talking about the collapse of the Tower of Babel?" Su Hansheng looked at him suspiciously, "Do you mean now?" ”

Chongjue said: "Well, the Tower of Babel has begun to tilt to one side as it was sixteen years ago. ”

It is the same as when the rotten Kepu killed the three holy relics two thousand years ago.

Su Hansheng was even more puzzled: "But when I came, I didn't see anything unusual about the Tower of Babel. ”

Chongjue paused.

"The tower is there, it doesn't collapse or tilt, it's very good." Shu Hansheng gathered the cloak on his body, turned his head and sneezed, and said casually, "I haven't even dropped a stone slag." ”：，n..，.