"This fruit is untouchable to ordinary people. www.biquge.info Seeing Lan Feng's surprised expression, Yan Jun shook his head awkwardly and said, "Including me." ”

Lan Feng shrugged his shoulders helplessly, stuffed half of the black fruit in his hand into his mouth, and said with his hands cupped into his fists: "Yan Jun, I am willing to contribute to the underworld." ”

Yan Jun's eyes looked at Lan Feng's face for a long time, and he muttered, "Your behavior is too similar to the old-timers in the previous family. ”

"The old man in Yan Jun's mouth, I don't know who the master is?" Lan Feng blinked curiously.

"Hehe, nothing. Yan Jun sighed, stared at the big tree full of black fruits for a moment, and said: "This tree blooms once in five hundred years, and bears fruit once in ten thousand years, when it blooms, there will be a catastrophe in the mortal world, and now that the flowers are falling and fruiting, it means that something big may happen in the netherworld in the near future." ”

"Oh, and that kind of saying?" Lan Feng's eyes were blazing.

"This is unavoidable, in another half a year, the Netherworld will usher in the annual Halloween Festival, at that time, the Netherworld will have a special channel for the major family sects, maybe during this period, there will be big things happening. Yan Jun pondered for a moment and said, "This brother's surname?"

"Don't have your surname Qiu, your full name is Qiu Mo. Lan Feng replied without hesitation, picked another fruit, and wiped it on his body.

"Well, this tree is growing more vigorously than before, presumably you have already acquiesced to being a member of my underworld, you can test the poison by yourself, and you can also detoxify yourself, but whether you can refine the antidote without destroying the alchemy furnace needs to be proven. ”

"How do you prove it?"

Yan Jun smiled meaningfully, waved his hand, and heard a miserable scream, and a figure flew out of the ghost grass on the side and landed at Lan Feng's feet.

"Yan Jun ......"

Lan Feng lowered his head, only to see that Hei Wuchang's face was hideous, and his palm was directly pressed on the dead leaves, presumably poisoned.

"Black Impermanence has been poisoned, but I have injected demonic energy into him, which can last for a while, and if there is no antidote within three days, he will die, and if you can't refine it then, you can bury him with him. Yan Jun smiled very kindly, but it made Lan Feng feel a deep killing intent.

Lan Feng threw the fruit in his hand into the storage bag, his expression became serious, and said, "In this case, if I refine the antidote, there are also three conditions. ”

"You say. ”

"First, I have a friend who was kidnapped by an old man while crossing the Naihe Bridge, and you want to let her go. Lan Feng stared at Yan Jun's expression vigilantly.

"I can ask Meng Yu to release her now. Yan Jun didn't hesitate at all.

"Second, after rescuing Black Impermanence, I must see the Fire Spirit Bird. ”

"Yes, what about the third one?"

After a moment of silence, Lan Feng smiled and said, "I haven't thought about it yet." ”

Yan Jun walked up to Lan Feng, patted him on the shoulder, stuffed a scroll into his arms, and said coldly, "If you don't see the antidote by then, that friend of yours will also die." ”

After saying that, he laughed and walked away.

Lan Feng stood in place, his expression was a little stunned, he looked down at Hei Wuchang's already blue lips, and shook his head helplessly: "This Yan Jun is really ruthless, Hei Wuchang can be regarded as an important ghost in any way." ”

He looked up again, and saw in the distance, a sparse group of people, all with blank eyes, walking up the steps and slowly towards the great tomb at the top.

"What happened in the mortal world?"

Facing the wind, he came to the bone mirror under the stone steps, in the mirror, a black-robed man, white hair rose with the wind behind him, the original half of the normal face, at the moment is also covered with black runes, he smiled palely, shook his head and said: "I look like a ghost now." ”

At the end of September in the fourth 76th year of the Meteoric Calendar, there was a snow disaster on the nameless island.

In the mountain behind Chu Yunfeng, in the Black Wind Tomb, which has become a broken wall, an empty tombstone, "bang!" exploded.

A woman in a purple robe appeared out of thin air and rolled to the ground.

"Bang!"

With another sound, an old man also walked out of the tombstone next to him.

He hurriedly stepped forward to support the woman, and said pityingly: "Ah Li, are you okay?"

"Grandpa Pharmacist, I'm fine, don't worry. The woman's eyes narrowed, as if trying to see something.

The old man sighed, shook his head, and said, "It's all my fault, I couldn't cure your eyes." ”

"It's okay, Grandpa Pharmacist, your medical skills are very powerful, I don't have the eyes of a spirit spirit, and now I can see a blurred shadow, which is already a blessing. The woman reached out and grabbed the old pharmacist's dry hand and said, "Grandpa, let's go." ”

"Have you really thought about this?" the old medicine master sighed, shook his head, and said, "I'm afraid he has forgotten you a long time ago, and even if you haven't forgotten, you are also his enemy." ”

The woman frowned slightly, and said with a wry smile: "Grandpa Pharmacist, it was Li'er who was unfilial in the past, and willfully picked a thousand-year-old snow lotus, which led to the Ziyan Sect being wiped out again, Grandpa died, and all the soldiers were killed, but all of this was caused by me." You're right, I can ask Brother Lan to help me. ”

"Your grandfather can't beat the messenger, you let him avenge the Ziyan Sect, it's really a fool's dream!" The old pharmacist's cane was thrown to the ground, and his voice was gloomy.

"Grandpa Pharmacist, you still misunderstood, I just hope that Brother Lan can help me revive the sect, the rest of the ......" Mo Li bit his lower lip and said in a low voice.

"Did the sect master die in vain?" the old medicine master blew his beard and glared angrily.

"Grandpa Pharmacist, don't be angry, Mo Li will not forget the pain of destroying the sect, but this is all caused by Ah Li, it has nothing to do with Brother Lan, after reviving the sect, I will cultivate well, even if I spare this life, I will definitely avenge my grandfather." Mo Li said with a firm expression.

"Revenge, hehe, that requires eyes, you ......" The old pharmacist sneered, looked into the distance with a complicated expression, and said to himself in his heart:

"Ah Li, what Grandpa Medicine Master meant was to let you find Lan Feng to get back what belonged to you, why are you so stupid and naïve? ”

"Grandpa, why don't you speak?" Mo Li interrupted the old medicine man's train of thought.

The old medicine master came back to his senses, shook his head and said: "Hehe, it's nothing, what you just said is right, let's find him quickly, but the heavy snow covers the mountain, this is a warning for us to escape from the snow-sealed domain, and the most important thing now is to find a place to settle down and avoid the pursuit of the messenger." ”

"Grandpa doesn't need to worry about this, Li'er has been practicing in Chu Yunfeng for many years, and he knows that there is a place that can definitely accommodate our grandfather and grandson. A smile tugged at the corner of Mo Li's mouth.

"You can't even see with me, can you find it?"

"Grandpa, don't worry, that place is not a mysterious place, ask on the way, you can find it. ”

The old medicine man stepped forward, took out a wisteria and tied it to Mo Li's wrist, and said, "Let's go, grandpa will take you out of this forest first." ”

Mo Li looked into the distance with empty eyes, and said in a daze: "It's so cold." ”

Yes, how could a person who came out of the snow-covered domain be afraid of the cold?

The old pharmacist's back trembled, and he turned around and said with pity: "Ah Li, don't be afraid, when you find a place to live, Grandpa Pharmacist will make you a medicinal soup that soaks your body every day, and you will recover." ”

Li'er understood. She wrapped her robe in her hand, and a teardrop the size of a bean burst out of her eyes, crystal clear, but sad.

At the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, the snow was falling, and the biting cold wind mixed with large snowflakes roared up from the bottom of the mountain, and the two figures walked slowly down the mountain one after the other, facing the wind.