Chapter 42: Conspiracy (2)

In Hu Yiyi's small courtyard, Hu Yiyi was sitting at a stone table drinking tea, but there were two cups on the table.

Hu Yiyi poured himself a glass, put it between his noses and sniffed it lightly, and then slowly tasted it.

"The cold snow tea on Xuefeng Mountain is the favorite tea of the senior brother, and the senior brother Zhilu Dao came to specially prepare a pot, doesn't the senior brother appreciate his face and drink a cup with the junior brother?"

Hu Yiyi's voice penetrated far through the spiritual power, but only Lawson could hear it.

"Hahaha, congratulations to my junior brother for successfully breaking through the Purple Spirit Realm, senior brother, I specially came to congratulate you. ”

Rosen's figure slowly appeared from a cloud of black mist, and the crimson robe was windless, and there was a faint flow of blood.

Hu Yiyi suddenly remembered the scene of the first time the two met, when he was still a mortal, he came to Chonghua Mountain to participate in the trial, he saw Rosen for the first time that year, the situation was somewhat similar to today, except that Rosen was wearing a white dress with flowers at that time, and his black hair was tied behind his head, and he gently reached out and pulled him up, "From today on, I will be your senior brother." ”

The original words are still in my ears, but Rosen's voice and smile are a little distant now, and the only thing that remains unchanged is probably that he is still the same freedom, but these two freedoms have changed quality.

"I'm glad that Senior Brother is here, but I'm afraid Senior Brother didn't come here today to congratulate me. Hu sighed without a trace, returned to his seat and poured tea into the empty cup.

Rosen's expression hesitated slightly, he sat next to Hu Yiyi and took a cup and drank it all, "Senior brother, do you know why I like this cold snow tea?"

Rosen's question is not unfamiliar to Hu, he asked him when he was a child.

"The cold snow is cold, and the tea tastes fragrant. ”

This was the answer given by Rosen at the beginning, but at this moment, Rosen shook his head.

"Everything is just an excuse, there is only one reason why I like Hanxue tea, and that is that it is what cicadas like, but now it is ······"

Rosen didn't speak, poured himself another cup of tea, remembering the past, and his heart was full of flavors.

"I want to meet her. After a long time, Rosen finally said such a self-deceptive sentence, how can he see it again after his soul has been destroyed?

"Senior brother, why are you persistent?" Hu Yiyi said and nodded lightly.

On Chonghua Mountain, the forbidden land of the back mountain, there is a demon tower built in ancient times, all the people who are locked in the demon tower are all dead, even if they are lucky to survive, they can only suffer in the tower.

At the beginning, the demon saint Lingchan died in this tower, and her soul was scattered.

Standing under the Demon Suppression Tower, Lawson's mood was extremely heavy, and the black and dark giant tower seemed to come from an ancient monster, constantly devouring fresh life.

"What did she do wrong? She didn't even kill anyone. Lawson's voice was a little angry, and he stared at the demon tower, his voice full of anger.

"It's only that she is from the demon race. ”

"Fart. Rosen burst into a foul mouth, and the anger he had suppressed for many years erupted in front of this once closest junior brother, he looked at Hu Yiyi with red eyes, spread his hands, and pointed at Hu Yiyi.

"My hands, your hands, are all stained with blood, why don't we die, let a kind girl like Cicada die?

The answer that he was able to blurt out was now choked in his mouth and he couldn't say a word, what is an immortal and what is a demon?

He was a little confused.