Because he found that Bai Si's face was as cold as ice, as if he had just been released from the grave, and Xu Xian beside him (body shēn) had already cried into tears.

He has been pretending to be an adult and finally let go of the burden on himself, crying like a child at the moment, the thin (body shēn) looks weak and helpless, which makes people want to come forward and pat him on the back to comfort him.

Prince Han didn't know what was going on, and his face was dazed.

"What about Xu Kun, why didn't you see that little rabbit cub?" Prince Han looked around the hall, looking for Xu Kun's (body shēn) figure.

If it had been in the usual way, he would have already rushed towards Prince Han with a brisk walk, and then said in his mouth, Senior Brother Wang, you are awesome, and if you don't die, you will have a blessing and so on.

Bai Si glared at Wang Zihan fiercely, and a palm wind that was not sharp fell in front of him, but it also made Wang Zihan startled, and hurriedly covered his mouth (chest xiōng).

He wanted to fight back, but seeing Bai Si staring at him, slowly shaking his head, and a pair of sharp pupils filled with a sad look, he seemed to understand, and his heart, which was still floating in the sky, suddenly sank.

"He's dead?" Prince Han asked cautiously tentatively.

Bai Si didn't answer him, his eyes slowly drifted away, and Xu Xian squatted on the ground and smacked, his eyes red.

Prince Han was speechless, he didn't know whether to comfort Xu Xian or stay silent, so he had to sigh softly, after going back, Nangong Quan had to sarcastically mock him, and he wanted to peel off a layer of his skin. But those are not important, watching his junior brother die in front of him, is there anything more uncomfortable than that?

"It's okay, brother. Xu Xian, who had been crying all the time, suddenly stopped his tears, and he choked up, "Brother, he told me that people are inherently dead, either heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than Hongmao, I think my brother can be regarded as a well-deserved death." ”

Wang Zihan was stunned, he didn't expect that he didn't need to comfort Xu Xian, but he came over to comfort himself, the boy in front of him who looked like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old was too precocious.

"yes, he's heavier than Tarzan. Wang Zihan's bad words blurted out unconsciously, and it turned out to be exchanged for Bai Si's white eyes.

Prince Han You couldn't speak, he was thinking in his heart what was going on, but now was not the time to deal with him.

They must hurry back and report this matter to the head and master, the people of the Rakshasa Hall have made a move in Tiandu City, although they don't know what the purpose is, but this is definitely a hundred thousand urgent news.

The Rakshasa Hall was originally a second-rate force, but it was just a cult organization that did not enter the stream, and it could not enter the eyes of the Tianshan faction at all.

However, in the past few decades, it has grown stronger and stronger, and it is already strong enough to rank among the first-class sects, and even compete with the four major sects.

But after all, it is a cult that cannot be seen, and it has been hidden in the shadows, and by the time the major sects want to completely eradicate it, this mysterious Rakshasa Hall has disappeared in the rivers and lakes.

It's not that it's gone, it's that no one has ever discovered their hiding place again.

But when people have

They will appear when they need to, egging you on, instigating you, and making you pay to kill those they hate, and those who are encouraged will always make big mistakes on impulse.

Therefore, there are already an unknown number of people on the rivers and lakes who have died under the hands of the Rakshasa Hall, and countless sects want to completely destroy them, but they are helpless. "Then how are you going to explain it to your parents when you go back?" Bai Si thought for a moment and spoke, although he knew that it was not good to ask this at the moment.

Generally, immortal cultivators ask for a long lifespan, and there will always be relatives who keep passing away, so Xu Kun's death is just a short-term pain for Xu Xian, but what about their parents?

Their parents are now in their fifties, and it is not easy for an ordinary person to live to be sixty years old, and now they have to send white-haired people to black-haired people.

"I told them that my brother was very smart, and he was accepted by the master as a closed disciple, and he had to be taught in retreat, and he might not come back for 20 years. The corners of Xu Xian's mouth grinned, he wanted to laugh, but he was too reluctant but squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying.

"That's right, your brother is actually the smartest of us. Bai Si nodded, and for the first time he sincerely admired Xu Kun.

If it weren't for Xu Kun, the three of them would probably really have to stay in that four-butterfly dance forever.

At that point, their parents will only be more sad.

Prince Han didn't know what was going on in the formation, thinking that Bai Si was speaking with a clear conscience, his face turned dark, and he thought to himself that Xu Kun's dumb guy didn't have anything to do with being smart!

"Senior brother, let's go!Our mission is not yet complete!" Xu Xian stood up from the ground, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and regained his resolute spirit again.

Although he hadn't been able to recover from the grief of his brother's death, he was a disciple of the Tianshan Sect, how could he be so vulnerable.

"Okay!" Bai Si nodded, a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and seemed to be very pleased with Xu Xian's performance.

"Look!" Just as they were about to go out together, Prince Han suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky.

They looked up at the same time, and saw an ice-blue butterfly hun (body shēn) dancing in the air with a ghostly glow.

For a moment, Bai Si thought that the butterfly in the illusion had flown out, and nervously wanted to pull out the sword on his waist, but when he looked closely, he found that this butterfly was different from the fat and fierce butterfly in the illusion.

It's so beautiful, so beautiful that every wing will make people look at it when it is stirred.

It soared and circled in front of the three of them, as if showing off its feminine (body shēn) posture, and finally it leaped lightly, flew higher and higher, and disappeared into the endless darkness of the night.

"It's my brother, it's my brother. Xu Xian suddenly shouted excitedly.

"He wants to tell me that he has become a butterfly, he is alive and well, so I don't have to worry about him!" Xu Xian didn't even notice that he actually said four of him in one sentence.

Prince Han and Bai Si were still thinking about why this butterfly appeared here inexplicably and was so bold, hearing Xu Xian say this, Rao is they didn't believe it in their hearts,

also smiled and nodded.

"My brother has always said that he wants to become an immortal, and then soar freely in the sky, and go wherever he wants. Although he has not been able to become an immortal now, he has finally fulfilled his own dream. Xu Xian's face finally showed a heartfelt smile, and he smiled happily.

is worthy of being a brother, even if he turns into a butterfly, he can still communicate with him.

When Prince Han and Bai Si Xu Xian walked out of the gate of Bai's gambling house, they happened to run into Bai Qingdong and Wang Tong.

Outside, the house was devastated, with broken walls, broken bricks, and black feathers and (yinyīn) green blood stains all over the ground, as if someone had just slaughtered chickens here.

Bai Qingdong and Wang Tong were directing the hundred and ten servants to clean up the scene.

When he saw the prince and Han, Bai Qingdong was also stunned for a moment, he obviously didn't expect such a big movement outside, and there were still guests in the gambling house.

"Who are the three?" Bai Qingdong asked tentatively.

"Hello, we are disciples of the Tianshan Sect, and I am Prince Han, the eldest disciple of the Third Elder's sect. Prince Han reported to his house and rushed at Bai Qingdong.

Although he didn't know Bai Qingdong, he grew up in the mortal world since he was a child, and he could see that the old man in front of him was absolutely extraordinary just by his clothes and demeanor.

"Fang Master, this is what I told you before, the disciple of the Tianshan Sect who came with the crown prince. Wang Tong respectfully announced.

"This is Bai Qingdong, the owner of Bai's gambling house. He turned to Prince Han again.

"It turned out to be Uncle Bai, who has been admired for a long time. Prince Han immediately changed his expression, and his god (情qíng) looked a little flattering, "I have often heard my father mention you, saying that you are old and strong, and almost everything in the Bai Clan's gambling house is you working hard. ”

"Your father?" Bai Qingdong frowned slightly, he couldn't imagine whose child the man in front of him looked like he was in the middle two.

"My father is Wang Zhenyuan of Liuzhou City! I remember that you hugged me more than twenty years ago!" Prince Han looked excited, because Bai Qingdong was the object of his admiration since he was a child, but these words really didn't taste like they came out of his mouth.

How old was he at that time, how could he know that Bai Qingdong had hugged him.

Bai Qingdong was obviously also frightened by Wang Zihan's reaction, he was stunned for a while and didn't speak, tilting his head and thinking for a while.

"You are Wang Mingqing's grandson, right, I remember, you were only a little old when I hugged you more than twenty years ago. Bai Qingdong is really old, and he thought about it for a while before he remembered, because he and the Wang family had not been in contact for twenty years, not to mention that Wang Zhenyuan had only become the head of the family in the past ten years, and Bai Qingdong was not very impressed with him.

In the past twenty years, he has almost always stayed in Tiandu City, rarely going out, and has done his best to maintain the status of Bai's gambling house in Tiandu City.

If you want to talk about this credit, even Bai Qianjia may not be as good as Bai Qingdong.

"Yes, yes, my father is Wang Mingqing!" Prince Han nodded vigorously, and suddenly he seemed to realize that he had missed something, and turned his head to look at Bai Si and Xu Xian.

Because of this

He has been carefully protecting his secret for many years, and even Nangong Quan doesn't know it.

But today, not only was it exposed in front of Liu Shuangji, but it was also accidentally leaked in front of the junior brother.

However, Bai Si and Xu Xian are still expressionless, and the two of them are not gossipy people, so Prince Han doesn't matter.

"Wouldn't you come here today just to find the old man?" Since you are the descendants of the deceased, there is no need to be restrained, Bai Qingdong stroked his white beard and laughed.

Prince Han looked embarrassed, "Uncle Bai, it's good that we are here to find someone today, but we are not here to find you, may I ask if the master of the Flower Pavilion of the Smoke Willow Pavilion has seen it?"

"Hua Qinglou?" Bai Qingdong's eyes widened suddenly, obviously he wanted to be crooked.

"Yes, yes, no, no, no, no, it's not what Uncle you think!" Prince Han didn't know whether to nod or shake his head for a while, jumping up and down like a monkey.

Bai Si Xu Xian suddenly felt embarrassed to be with him, and they each lowered their heads.

"What about the people from Huaqinglou? The old man didn't seem to see her just now. Bai Qingdong asked Wang Tong on the side of the body.

"The owner, the owner of the Flower Pavilion has already gone back in the middle of the auction, and she has brought one person with her on this trip. "King Channel.

"I'm going back!" Prince Han was disappointed, they were really unfortunate today, Hua Qinglou was not there when they went to Yanliu Pavilion, and they rushed to the Bai Clan's gambling house but they staggered with her.

"It's okay, you can just go to her house and find her. Bai Qingdong smiled slightly, just waved his hand, and immediately someone presented a map, every street and alley in Tiandu City, every house marked it clearly, including Li Ji knife shop.

"Thank you so much, thank you so much. Wang Zihan looked at the detailed map in his hand and shouted happily, but he suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something.

"Oh no, what about Yan Jinyu, what about Luo Qingshui, aren't they with you?" Prince Han suddenly remembered that Yan Jinyu, who had originally been their guide for the living, was gone.

(End of chapter)