Stands are dead for 1000 years

"I hope you can know that you are nothing like him. Even if you wear his robes and imitate his tone, it is not him...and I am not you." After Meng Que finished speaking, he looked sad The distraught short Douding had no intention of talking to Immortal Huayang, and left without looking back.

Short Douding was carried back into the Shengping Palace. He wanted to chase him out, but he was frightened by the probing eyes of the immortals outside. He had to hide most of his body behind the door and leaned out. He secretly stared at the back of Meng Que leaving.

When Immortal Huayang heard Meng Que's words, he froze in place suddenly, as if he had been hit in the head by someone, and he didn't move for a long time.Just like that, there were two figures one tall and one short with Ao Douding, as if they had been immobilized, they didn't dare to speak, and they didn't dare to continue chasing, so they could only stand in place and watch Meng Que leave.

Meng Que walked very fast, even if the nearby immortals would subconsciously avoid him and make way for him, so that Huayang Xianjun could take a closer look, but also because he walked decisively, he still disappeared very quickly among the crowd.

Immortal Huayang wants to chase him out, he wants to beg Xiao Que to forgive himself as planned, or ask him to show him more mercy for Sheng Huaijing's sake.

However, Meng Que said, "I hope I won't see you again in the future." "Your eyes are disgusting." "You don't look like him at all..."

Those words kept echoing in Xianjun Huayang's mind.

It was obviously very light, but it was the sharpest knife, piercing the heart of Immortal Huayang.

He could understand the meaning of Meng Que's words, and because he understood, Immortal Huayang felt as if he was suddenly knocked down by a cold wind.

He was obviously in a pleasant, warm and comfortable fairyland, but the knife-like chill wrapped in a bone-piercing icyness spread from his bare feet to his whole body, freezing his whole body in place.As long as he had the slightest thought of moving forward, his feet that were frozen on the ground would be torn apart, making him fall to the ground even more embarrassingly.

The cold ice then affected his lungs, the pain was like a knife blade, ravaged|ravaged his chest cavity in his body, crushed his spleen, and the overwhelming pain hit, making Immortal Huayang at a loss what to do.He realized that Meng Que might have seen through himself at a glance, and realized that he was just a container covered with human skin, and under the thin skin were all ugly and ferocious desires.All the glamorous disguises are just to cover up that, under this skin named Huayang Xianjun, the stench is disgustingly embarrassing and crazy.

As far as they could see, there was no one who could haunt them for thousands of years. Even after a thousand years, Immortal Huayang finally realized that he had lost Meng Que again, and he was not willing to move away.

However, no matter how humble he is, even if he pretends to be the loved one thousands of years ago, he will never be able to turn Xiao Que back...

He could only stay where he was, greedily sniffing the remaining breath in the air.

Immortal Huayang stared at him for a long time, unwilling to leave, so long that the events that seemed to have happened in the previous life were repeated in front of him.He obviously didn't see it with his own eyes, but the figure of Meng Que's leaving gradually overlapped with the figure of walking towards the sword sacrifice formation alone thousands of years ago.

He is lonely and fragile, but he is determined to go...

Because the bamboo core was extracted not long ago, his pale face was filled with disgust for himself, and the relief that he was finally able to leave himself.

It is obviously not Xiaoque who is wrong, all this has nothing to do with Xiaoque.

It would be great if I could bear all this for Xiao Que...

Maybe, Xiao Que won't want to leave her...

The false fantasy made Huayang Xianjun feel that he seemed to have returned to the big formation that made him have countless nightmares. The real fire of the phoenix was no longer Meng Que, but his soul...

It is able to burn the pain with false ones, causing the black demonic energy in Huayang Xianjun's body to spread uncontrollably, turning into virtual or real snake shadows, scrambling to crawl towards the direction of the root of his desire .

He Tong, who had finished fiddling with peach blossom cakes and was waiting for his master to come back in the Hall of Unloading Flowers, finally realized that something was wrong. When he ran out to find someone, he walked around for a long time before seeing at the gate that his eyes were red, his whole body was convulsing unnaturally, and his limbs were hard. Ice-cold, as if Immortal Huayang had experienced a fierce battle.

Hetong wanted to ask what happened to the little tortoise beside him, but the little tortoise who had already been frightened just pointed at the door tremblingly, then pointed to the lunatic uncle in front of him, and whispered: "Go out, go out...a lot, many……"

No matter how many words there were, the little turtle couldn't say any more, he was terrified to the extreme, the moment he saw Hetong, the tense thread in his brain suddenly broke, he threw himself into Hetong's arms, and pouted.

Hetong wanted to ask what went out, but the little turtle obviously didn't have the energy to answer his question.

He Tong could only hug the little turtle who suddenly ran into his arms, and looked at the immortal who was already unconscious. Thinking about it, it was better to take care of the young heart. He ran inside with He Tong in his arms, leaving behind his master , Lying down in embarrassment at the gate of his own house for a while longer.

As soon as Meng Que walked into the crowd, he was pulled by a hand. Song Chenghao, wearing an unremarkable gray robe, took Meng Que to a corner far away from Shengping Palace.

Song Chenghao looked Meng Que up and down and confirmed that he was still alive. Then he was greatly relieved, and couldn't help feeling: "You can still come out of it. Did he torture you?"

Meng Que: ...

Although Song Chenghao's worried words were concerned about himself, but Meng Que always felt that there was something wrong with this person's emotion.

"You don't even know, that day, when he hugged you when you passed out, it seemed...as if he wanted to eat you alive." Just thinking about it for a while, Song Chenghao felt lingering fear.He followed Xianjun Huayang back to Shengping Palace, but he didn't have the guts to stay inside, and he had even prepared it. If Meng Que didn't give him news for seven days, he would try to sneak in to save people.

In Song Chenghao's view, no matter how strong and hungry a man is, seven days and seven nights should be enough.

No matter how long it takes, [-]% will die...

Now it's over in just over three days, and Meng Que looks a little better than three days ago, has he been moisturised?Song Chenghao couldn't help being suspicious.

Meng Que didn't care about this guy's messy thoughts. He took the white porcelain jar from Song Chenghao's hand, adjusted his breathing a few times, and tried to keep his tone calm and asked: "...can you still take me to the human world?"

"It's been so many years, it should have changed a long time ago—" Song Chenghao said halfway, seeing Meng Que glance at himself, swallowing his saliva for no reason, and nodded quickly, expressing that he could take Meng Que to have a look. It's just not always possible to find it.

At Meng Que's request, Song Chenghao agreed to arrange for Meng Que to find a not-so-obtrusive Feisheng Lianchi and secretly go to the human world.

Ascension to the lotus pond to communicate between the worlds of humans and immortals was originally a one-way street, but since the aura of heaven and earth was in chaos, the way of heaven has declined, and more and more immortals have secretly sought opportunities to descend to the human world. Celestial clan.

Song Chenghao also expressed a lot of emotion when he talked about this matter. He used to have many ways to earn some extra money, but after the fierce battle a thousand years ago, more and more immortals descended from the mortal world, and the censorship of the Celestial Clan became more stringent, making life much more difficult. .

Hearing Song Chenghao's words, Meng Que couldn't help worrying about his friend, and advised him that if it was in danger, the matter could be delayed a bit, and it was not urgent.

"Speaking of which, you don't know yet, the Celestial Clan is doing funerals these days..."

After Song Chenghao finished speaking, he thought about his words and explained: "The elder brother of the Heavenly Emperor, the god Ji Fang died, and the heavenly clan is in chaos. They have no time to search and steal the immortals who descended from the mortal world."

Hearing the words, Meng Que was startled for a moment, then remembered what Xi You said to himself - Father asked me to kill Ji Fang and Ji Zhi.

"When I was in the Demon Realm, the demon broke through, and Hua Yang arrived a few minutes late, and he scattered the soul of the god Ji Fang..."

Every time the two worlds of immortals and demons fight, many immortals and monsters die. Ji Fang will make people feel emotional, and it is only because he is the elder brother of the Emperor of Heaven, what a noble person.Think about Ziyu Shenjun, isn't he also the most noble existence in the Celestial Clan?It even said that when you fall, you will fall...

"It is said that when the Emperor of Heaven heard the news, he was distraught and passed out on the spot."

"I don't know about other things, and I don't know the left and right. Let's go to the human world as soon as possible, so as not to have long nights and dreams. Later, the heavenly emperor will come back to his senses and close the fairy world." Song Chenghao patted Meng Que on the shoulder reassuringly, and then left in a hurry .

Lord Ji Fang...

In fact, we know each other.

When Meng Que first arrived at the shrine, the god Ji Fang came to visit. He was a somewhat fierce god, and the meeting was not very pleasant, but he still gave himself a meeting gift in the end.

The things seemed to have been burned long ago, or given away, but they were no longer in my hands.

Biyou was unwilling to kill his innocent brother back then, but now he is still doing it against Ji Fang. Meng Que didn't know how part of the reason was driven by himself.

Even though it seemed irrelevant, and he almost died at the hands of Xun You, Meng Que still felt guilty.

However, Meng Que was powerless to change something that even Almighty could not stop. He pondered for a while, and asked Song Chenghao to think of a way, at least to tell the Emperor of Heaven, maybe the Emperor of Heaven would be his next target.

"...and God Lord Lu Yan." After speaking, Meng Que remembered someone again.

Song Chenghao was speechless for a while, he couldn't hold back, poked Meng Que's head, and said bitterly: "What do you think, when the Emperor of Heaven led you to sacrifice the sword, and Lu Yan's phoenix burned for seven days, don't you hate it?" ?”

"Hate, but one size counts. If he knows that because of old grievances, I will not help him, he will definitely blame me." Meng Que paused, pretending to be relaxed and said: "I will improve myself in the future Now, go and take revenge yourself, before that, it's better for them to be alive."

Song Chenghao still couldn't figure it out, but after thinking for a while, he reluctantly went to do things for Meng Que.

Looking at Song Chenghao's leaving back, Meng Que glanced at the gray mist-like snake hidden in the corner, and narrowed his eyes slightly.Thousands of years have passed, and those who have experienced suffering will naturally grow their brains.Meng Que knew that Immortal Huayang would definitely have something to monitor him, and maybe in order to please himself, he would help him.

The Emperor of Heaven and Lord Lu Yan couldn't die because Xing You, who single-handedly contributed to Sheng Huaijing's death, deserved to die even more.

In the current situation, the only one who can kill Biyou is probably only Immortal Huayang.

Meng Que wondered why Daoyou would let him leave the Demon Realm, but he should be moved by this and let go of his grudge...

impossible.

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