The monks standing outside the Xuanji Pagoda showed a look of surprise in their eyes, the black Xuanji Pagoda was covered with frost, and the soul-freezing coldness could be felt from afar, and the monks in it trembled all over, and the boiling blood seemed to condense into ice in the next second, piercing cold, and everything was killed.

Xun Yin and Ye Qingzhou, who were sitting in Xuanji Tower, found out that something was wrong for the first time.

Ye Qingzhou inspected the situation of the trial space, and said to Xun Yin: "Quickly send the news to the courtyard master." ”

Xun Yin changed his casual appearance in the past, and solemnly responded: "Okay." ”

Dongfang, Heavenly Chamber.

Lou Xinyue is reporting to Ran Xi the financial report of Futong last year, as well as the financial budget and specific plans for the next year, she is very well prepared, she is like a river, eloquent, elegant and resolute, and very professional, the report is clear and clear, the key points are clear at a glance, Ran Xi nodded again and again, and wrote down some key points in the notebook from time to time.

At this time, a messenger suddenly appeared beside Ran Xi, Ran Xi motioned to Lou Xinyue to stop, Ran Xi frowned, after the advent of the Guangwen card, very few monks are willing to use the traditional communication charm to notify the other party, first, the charm is a disposable item, although the price is not expensive, but it is always an expense, and second, the speed of the communication charm is not as fast as the Guangwen card directly sends a message.

But in the Heavenly Council, this is not the case, important and urgent news are all messengers, once the messenger is used, it means that this matter is a big deal.

Sure enough, in the next second, Ran Xi's face changed after listening to the messenger, her eyes sank, and she said to Lou Xinyue: "Xinyue, get here first today, I have more urgent things to deal with, call Song Ziyuan." ”

Lou Xinyue knew that this matter must have a lot to do with it, I was afraid that something terrible had happened, and there were priorities, so she could wait, so she hurriedly responded: "Yes." ”

Quickly left the hall to find Song Ziyuan.

Ran Xi's eyes narrowed, and his majesty was heavier, "Wen Xianyu ......"

At the same time, Shen Bujiao stood in the ice and snow kingdom like an ice sculpture, his eyebrows were cold and sharp, "Wen Xianyu, come out to see me!"

Under the cold voice, it was like an iceberg floating on the surface of the sea, and there was an unfathomable, cold and piercing killing intent hidden inside the sea.

Xing Yi deeply felt that Shen Bujiao's words at this time were even colder than the number nine cold winters, making him feel like falling into an ice cellar and envying the fish...... What a familiar name.

In the snow-covered world, a cloud of black light suddenly poured in, and the black light swirled and changed in one corner, finally freezing into the shape of a door.

Shen Bujiao's eyes were cold, the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking coldness, the sharp tip of the Jueyun Sword pointed at the black door, the sword intent rushed out from the tip of the sword, and the fierce black door shattered in response, cutting inch by inch.

Xing Yi looked at her posture, she was going to fight with others, he hurriedly got up, this cold ice abyss made his limbs numb from the freeze, he took a deep breath of cold air, the cold air entered his chest, and his chest cavity seemed to burst, even so, he wanted to go over, he wanted to see if behind that door, was Senior Brother Wen who had disappeared for three hundred years.

Shen Bujiao's back was straight, his face was as cold as ice, he entered it directly, and entered the "door", which was a long corridor, the corridor had no doors, no windows, it was dark, and at the end of the corridor was an open door.

Xing Yi kept up with Shen Bujiao with his hands and feet, and every step he took was extremely difficult, it was a pause, an expectation, and an uneasiness.

"Come in. It was a gentle and peaceful male voice, and his tone was heavy and not too surprised, but with a kind of indifference that he knew it was so early.

Shen Bujiao carried the sword, as if killing the god in the world, the two entered the room where Wen Xianyu was located one after the other, the room had no windows, it was full of sealed walls, and the layout was extremely simple, it was not right to say that it was simple, to be precise, it should be called Qingku.

The only bright spot was a lyre on his right hand, the piano was covered with dust, and Shen Bujiao's eyelids moved, the piano she had seen in the Guangwen card, it was Wen Xianyu's natal weapon.

Wen Xianyu slowly put down the pen in his hand.

"Little Fish...... Senior brother ...... "Xing Yi's voice was extremely soft and light, as if a little louder sound had scared the people in front of him away.

Wen Xianyu set his eyes on Xing Yi, his lips were as white as Wen Yu, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and he showed a gentle smile, "Xiao Yi, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Xing Yi suddenly had a sour feeling in his heart, Wen Xianyu, he grew up listening to his piano sound, from being ignorant to being familiar with poetry and books, his piano sound has never stopped.

In the hundreds of years of the Heavenly Academy, no matter what troubles he encountered, as long as he heard the sound of his piano, Xing Yi would be happy, no beats or strings, the breeze was a borrowing, and for countless nights, he listened to his piano sound and fell asleep peacefully.

Wen Xianyu is a particularly good-tempered senior brother, he is always gentle, always with a smile like a spring breeze, even if he is naughty and mischievous, Wen Xianyu always smiles gently, patiently reasoning with him, Xing Yi is also willing to follow Wen Xianyu to be a little tail.

It's just that Wen Xianyu later became the first seat, and his free time every day fell off a cliff, but whenever he saw him, he would always gently ask him about his current situation.

In Xing Yi's memory and heart, Wen Xianyu undoubtedly occupies a great weight.

It's just that I haven't seen him for three hundred years, and when I see the old man again, my heart is very complicated, but I am always happy.

Shen Bujiao was slightly surprised when he heard the two of them talking, and then thought about it, Wen Xianyu and Xing Yi were from the same Heavenly Academy, and it was normal for them to know each other.

Shen Bujiao looked at Wen Xianyu, his brows furrowed, and his tone was not good, "Wen Xianyu." Her momentum and actions all speak of her hostility towards Wen Xianyu.

Xing Yi didn't hesitate to stand in front of Wen Xianyu, "Shen Bujiao, what are you doing?"

Shen Bujiao didn't look at him, his eyes fell directly on Wen Xianyu's face, Wen Xianyu asked, "You have been to Jiuyou." ”

It was an affirmative sentence, so Shen Bujiao didn't answer.

Wen Xianyu smiled at Xing Yi, who looked like he was facing a great enemy, and slowly walked out from behind him, "Then you must have seen the Hades." ”

Shen Bujiao's throat was astringent, and the hand holding the Jueyun Sword couldn't help but tighten a little, and she asked, "Do you know that the Xuanji Pagoda devoured the soul of the monk so that the soul could not enter the Nine Shadows Reincarnation?" ”

Wen Xianyu looked at her and said slowly, "I know." ”

Shen Bujiao's breath stagnated, and he couldn't help but ask him, "Do you know the Hades King's domination over Futong?" ”

Wen Xianyu said calmly: "I know." ”

Shen Bujiao closed his eyes and spit out a sentence with great difficulty, "The soul of the monk who was sucked away by the formation in the Xuanji Pagoda has no chance of reincarnation, right?"

When she asked this, the fingertips holding the Jueyun Sword turned slightly white, and there was a hint of hope hidden in her expression.

Wen Xianyu didn't answer, but his silence undoubtedly explained the answer to this sentence.

Xing Yi, who was on the background board on the side, looked at Wen Xianyu with a shocked expression, his eyes full of disbelief.