Wu Ying didn't come empty-handed, he actually saw a very interesting ugly thing on the battlefield.

For the first time in his life, he suppressed his deep murderous intent at that ugly thing, and captured it alive to give it to her as a gift.

But before giving a gift, he had to deal with the old thing in front of him!

Wu Ying's eyes were deep and extremely unkind, staring at the old man who was full of blue star brilliance, and the corners of his sharp mouth sank into an arc that made his scalp tingle.

He spoke slowly, his voice like a biting cold wind blowing under the Nine Shadows.

"The lackeys of the Void God Realm...... You're looking for the wrong person. ”

An old man who has never spoken since he came to the world.

Oh no...... It can even be said that he has forgotten how to speak in this long ten thousand years, and he glanced at the young man in black with a quiet gaze.

There was a slight surprise on his old countenance, and then he moved his chapped lips, as if remembering how to speak.

Shangguan Tang's jet-black pupils turned slightly, and his gaze fell on Wu Ying.

The indifferent eyes soon showed deep disgust.

It was not Wu Ying himself who was disgusted, but the viscous blood that came from the deformation of his body.

She herself is a notorious murderer, and the blood stained by her seemingly pale and feeble hands has never been less than that of Wu Ying.

But no matter how many people she killed, she still didn't like the smell of blood from the north.

Because in the midst of that blood...... It has a strong taste of the underworld.

When she was just Shangguan Tang, her family died under this underworld.

Origin, the destruction of the country.

She can't forget the downpour of blood.

I can't forget the moment when she woke up before the blood rain came, in the official mansion, she was weak and weak before the blade slashed on her body......

Through these dark eyes, I saw the black-clothed broken body under the heavy blood abyss.

What made her heart burn even more at the moment was that the black clothes actually had a trace of overlapping light and shadow with the blood-stained black clothes in front of her.

Wu Ying's appearance at the moment is really terrifying, covered with the blood of Beili soldiers, God knows how many people he killed to have such a strong anger.

What's even more terrifying is that in his right hand at the moment, his five claws are barbed into a sharp edge, deeply holding a huge black Gu worm, which has hundreds of feet and hundred eyes, is half a human height, and contains highly poisonous body.

can be held in Wu Ying's hands, but it is weak and half-dead.

The old man's lips moved for a long time, and finally with a hint of hoarseness and dryness, he said, "Old man Lingquan......"

When he heard these four words, Shangguan Tang's eyes carried a trace of distant confusion.

Wu Ying, on the other hand, was shocked and looked at the old man with a hint of disbelief.

It's just that the blood-colored eyes full of bloody anger, in which the killing intent quietly dissipated a little.

In the depths of his scarlet gaze, there seemed to be some memory slowly being torn apart, and he narrowed his eyes, burying the fleeting pain in the blood-colored depths.

Although his tone was a little less murderous, it was still cold, "Why are you here?"

The old man shook his head slowly, revealing a bitter and helpless smile, and he said.

"It's just that I slept in a daze and half asleep for 10,000 years, and when I woke up and heard that Su Ao had come to the world, I also had a whim to see what the flower in the heart of my chess friend looks like now. ”

Wu Ying looked vigilant, and then said coldly: "There is no chess friend here, and there is no flower, if you don't want to sleep here forever, I advise you to go back to where you came from!"

The old man smiled and continued: "My name is Lingquan, and I am also the lord of the spiritual spring at the end of the Nine Heavenly River, I am in charge of the waters of a divine spring, responsible for irrigating and nourishing the ten thousand flowers of the Divine Realm, but 100,000 years ago, I had no intention of planting flowers, and there were no flowers blooming in the Void Divine Realm. ”

"Enough!" Wu Ying interrupted him coldly, and a purple thunderbolt slammed down on the top of the old man's head without hesitation.

Because he saw Shangguan Tang frowning in pain, as if he had fallen, as if he was trying to find what had been lost.

The old man remained motionless, as if he had not seen the thunder above his head.

The strange thing is that when the thunder that was enough to shake the Tongyuan powerhouse enchantment fell on him, he couldn't startle a trace of thunder.

It was like a deep pool of cold water, absorbing and dissolving all the thunder, and finally turning into silence.

He took a deep look at Shangguan Tang, sighed, and secretly said a bad fate.

He took the jade pot tied around his waist, and in the jade pot it was not the same elixir and jade liquid as those literati and drinkers, but a pot of clear water.

After 10,000 years of silence, he talked too much for a while, and the old man's voice was not so adaptable.

Pour clear spring water into your chapped lips and cool your throat.

Immediately ignoring Wu Ying's extremely ugly face, he continued: "For 100,000 years, no one dared to touch the water of my spiritual spring, not even the Eight Great Emperors, until that year, no Qi evil came to the end of my heavenly river, by the spiritual spring pool, and I discussed and played chess for a hundred years, I won half of me, and I lost a pot of spiritual spring, until later, I didn't know that he used this pot of spiritual spring to protect a mortal flower from the world. ”

Shangguan Tang was suddenly shocked, his palm instantly fell into coldness, his already pale face became even more snow-white, and two deep whirlpools brewed in the depths of his dark pupils in the dark night, as if a vague memory in the depths of his soul was gradually waking up.

"I have come today not for anything else, but for one thing......"

The old man of Lingquan stretched out his old palm, which was full of horizontal grooves.

With his palm facing up, a two-palm-long sandalwood agarwood box appeared out of thin air on his palm.

He handed it out in the direction of Shangguan Tang and said with a smile: "I think this thing will be of great use to you or him in the future." ”

The old man gave out this sandalwood agarwood box, and then took a deep look at Wu Ying.

Calm eyes with deep puzzlement and ...... There was a touch of imperceptible coldness in the incomprehension, and then the old man disappeared into the red maple leaf forest with the brilliance of the stars.

Shangguan Tang quietly held the sandalwood agarwood box, his fingers pressed the edge of the box hard, his knuckles were white, revealing a desolate coldness.

Feeling the familiar and long-ago breath in the box, she frowned deeply, and there was still deep incomprehension in the sadness.

She just looked at this sandalwood agarwood box for a long time, as if she was willing to stare at it for a century.

In her long life, in addition to dyeing her hands and killing blood, she is looking forward to the East every day.

Watching the dawn and sunset.

Hope for him, remember him, wait for him to appear.

Just to give him back his eyes......

But to this day, she held the sandalwood agarwood box, and suddenly realized that what she owed was probably more than just these eyes.

watched Shangguan Tang fall into silence for a long time.

That Fang Wu Ying is rare...... Put away your anger and killing.

After watching the old man disappear, he waited patiently for her next move.

Finally, the fingers that clasped the edge of the wooden box twitched slightly......

With a slight trembling, she slowly let go of the sandalwood agarwood box, her pale fingers caressed the box surface, and slightly pressed down to slide the box surface.

One of them is quiet...... It's a cloud of dust.

The soil is dust, but fortunately it has been irrigated by the spiritual spring, and this dust is already extraordinary.

When you open the box, you can even clearly see the light of the stars slowly rising like fireflies from the brown dust.

There was another pain in her heart, and she couldn't help but moan and close the box with the fastest movement.

She tucked the weight of the dusty treasure into the wide sleeved robe, and then turned to look at the uninvited guest without a trace of emotion...... Wu Ying.

Even a few days ago, she had been anxious to break through the seal and go to the Ancient to make sure that the two were safe.

But now that she saw Wu Ying standing in front of her safely, her expression still didn't change much, and she didn't say anything to ask if Ye Ling was okay.

Her eyes wandered slightly, looking at the Spring Silkworm Gu in Wu Ying's hand, and said, "What are you doing?"

Wu Ying was slightly stunned for a moment, and a pair of cold eyes returned to their previous cold glow.

He bowed slightly, not deliberately arrogant, but with his simple action, the natural pride arose, he said.

"I lost to you last time, and today, I want to defeat you!"

"Better than me, what?" Shangguan Tang's expression didn't change much, and his gaze seemed to be looking at an impudent and arrogant stinky child.

(PS: There's one more chapter tonight.) ）