Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

The big devil tried to pass the dream bell to others before, but now he took it with him, and he changed his mind again. He didn't remember the past at all, but he was very fond of this Mengling, and he didn't let anyone else touch it at all.

...

Especially not to Tiansu Shangxian Xiao Fuxuan.

Every time he touched it, the big devil's expression became very subtle. It was obvious that when he didn't want to take the Mengling with his own hands, the first person to plug it was Xiao Fuxuan.

While pretending to be dead, Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu could see clearly through the slits of their eyes, saying that they were indeed our city lords.

Wu Xingxue didn't want to repeatedly tug at Xiao Fuxuan because of a small bell, but there was nothing on his face, it just seemed like they had ghosts.

He simply closed his eyes, leaning on the wall of the carriage and pretending to fall asleep. I couldn't help laughing at myself and said: What a dignified devil, who is not good to learn, learn from the two fools of Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu.

The fool's approach is often somewhat effective. After Wu Xingxue pretended for a long time, he actually felt a little sleepy.

***

According to Doctor Wusheng, the world is too chaotic these days, and each immortal gate will set up immortal gate restrictions and enchantments on the borders covered by their own forces, just like those blocked in the Great Compassion Valley, with different sizes.

They are located in the suburbs, mountains, docks and other places, layer upon layer, which cannot be ignored.

Those who were once in the Immortal Sect with high cultivation could walk with a sword, shrink thousands of miles, and travel from the extreme north to the extreme south without much effort.

Not now.

It's not that their cultivation base can't retreat. But at that moment, I don't know how many forbidden enchantments to force through and how many immortal gates to be disturbed. All the way, just by receiving the letters from each family, I can receive softness.

Therefore, in order to avoid trouble these years, as long as the situation is not extremely urgent, most of the trips are made by specially-made cars and horses.

The carriage stopped for a while or made a sudden turn, and then another restriction was passed.

All the way down, you can estimate how many cities you pass through.

From Dabei Valley to Luohuatai, it takes about a whole day to walk through four cities.

When Wu Xingxue was sleepy, he felt the carriage jolted lightly, thinking that this should be the third seat, not too far from Luohuatai.

It was just dawn when they set off, and now it was almost evening, perhaps because of the fact that they were getting closer and closer to Zhaoye City in the Demon Cave, the coldness became much heavier.

Wu Xingxue actually felt the cold.

He tucked his fingers into the wide sleeves, and rubbed the stove lightly with his fingertips. The heat in the furnace is actually very good, and it has been pasted for a long time, and even a little hot, which is most suitable for such winter nights.

But Wu Xingxue was still cold.

He thought at first that the chill had slipped in through a crack in the carriage window, but realized it wasn't. It was more like it grew out of his bones, like wet ice water, flowing around the seams and meridians of the bones.

The warmth in his hands was not enough to overcome the coldness.

He tried to run Qi Jin again, and turned it around for several weeks...

colder.

No memory is trouble. He doesn't blink when he kills, but at this time he's useless like a piece of trash.

Wu Xingxue laughed at himself in his heart.

He lazily opened one of his eyes, trying to hook up a thick felt blanket to cover it. But he saw Xiao Fuxuan drooping his eyelids slightly, and his eyes fell on him, not knowing whether he was looking at him, or whether he was in a trance by looking at him.

...

Wu Xingxue was stunned for a moment, then silently closed his eyes.

I can't hold the blanket, there is too much movement. As for the cold...

Then it's cold, they're all mixed up into a devil, and they can't be frozen to death!

Wrapped in the cold, he fell asleep in a daze. Before falling asleep completely, his consciousness struggled for a while, and he didn't forget to put Mengling in his hand, so as not to be touched again.

Perhaps it was because he held the white jade bell that he had a dream next to him.

***

In the dream, he was also very cold, and the same icy cold air flowed through his body along his bones. But he was wearing a thin coat and didn't even have a heater.

He was empty-handed, standing in a huge courtyard, bending over to wash his hands beside a green bamboo.

The moss on the side of the rock was frozen, showing that the water should be extremely cold, but he was unaware. He just looked down at his pale fingers.

City Lord. Someone called him.

Wu Xingxue flexed his fingers twice, then he straightened up unhurriedly and turned his head to look.

Just saw Fang Chu standing under a towering tree, with a deep pool in front of his feet, snow piled on the edge of the pool, and the water in the pool was deep and sticky.

The water looked black at first glance, but the foam splashed on the snow was a crimson.

A hand struggled to get out of the pool and scratched twice out of thin air. Fang Chu stomped over, and the hand sank back.

After a while, there was no movement.

Fang Chu crushed the blood on the soles of his shoes twice on the moss, and reported, City Lord, these two ignorant people have already finished cooking, but I don't know how much those words have spread.

Wu Xingxue took a snow-white cloth from the silver stand beside the bamboo pump, wiped his hands and said, I don't remember my face, where did these two gadgets come from?

Fang Chu: ... gadgets.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

His hometown advocates that the mouth is closed by this kind of name, and to those who don't know it, they think it's a nickname. However, those are two ignorant things. It is estimated that they are helping their master to find out the news.

Coincidentally, he bumped into his family's city lord, and he was in a bad mood, so they all entered the blood pool, and not even bones were left.

Of course, the good mood may be worse.

Ning Huaishan has always been a little afraid of the blood pool, but Fang Chu is not. He can only survive by climbing out of this pool, so he has no feeling at all.

He saw a small golden hook floating on the blood pond, and he hooked it out with his fingers without hesitation, distinguishing for a moment: City Lord, there is a soul hook.

The Demon's Nest Zhaoye City is a place with no human feelings and no humanity. In the mansion of those big devils, there are always many little devils who help them with their affairs.

When the big devil can hold back, they are obedient subordinates and followers. If they are injured and weak and can't hold back, they are hungry wolves who will bite back at any time and wait for the opportunity to rise.

For the sake of peace of mind and for easy control, some devils will tie a soul hook at the gate of their subordinates, which is comparable to the neck leash of a dog in a mortal market.

Those soul hooks are usually hidden under the flesh, and only appear when they are completely dead.

If this kind of cruel thing is in Xianmen, no one will engrave the name on it, and I wish no one would know who did it. But in the cave it's the exact opposite.

The devils are arrogant and domineering, and there are unique marks on the hooks, and they are not afraid of being seen. It's good to see it, and it can also help them to promote their fierce reputation.

The more fierce the name is, the more no one dares to commit it, and the more obedient and honest his subordinates are.

So Fang Chu knew who it was when he saw the mark: The city owner should belong to the Sang family.

Wu Xingxue: Lord Sang, which one is Mr. Sang?

Fang Chu's face was paralyzed.

Wu Xingxue gave a soft Oh: You mean Sang Yu?

Fang Chu couldn't hold back and muttered, There is only such a person surnamed Sang in Zhaoye City.

In other words, who can this be confused with!

But the city lord of his family is very miraculous, perhaps because he is too strong, other people can't get into his eyes. There are several famous devils in Zhaoye City, everyone in the world is afraid, and sometimes the city owner of his family has to react when he hears their names.

Especially this Sang Yu.

But his reputation outside was second only to Wu Xingxue.

Someone said before that every time Wu Xingxue didn't remember Sang Yu's name, he was deliberately mocking him. Otherwise, how could he not know who Lord Sang was referring to.

At first, Fang Chu thought so, but after following Wu Xingxue for a long time, he realized that his family's city lord really didn't do it on purpose.

There are very few people in the world who can make Wu Xingxue deliberate.

Where's Ning Huaishan? Wu Xingxue asked, putting down the cloth towel.

Going out to do business. Fang Chu said, Last time the city lord explained his business, and he said that he would finish it in the next two days. I heard him shouting cold yesterday, and it is estimated that the robbery period is approaching, and the next few days are coming. Can't get out.

Hearing the robbery period, Wu Xingxue's expression was light.

On the other hand, Fang Chu glanced at Wu Xingxue carefully, and hesitantly said, City Lord, your calamity in the past few days...

Wu Xingxue turned to look at him.

Fang Chu was silent, and didn't dare to say more.

Wu Xingxue said: Since the soul hook belongs to Sang Yu, then you can go to Sang Yu with me.

Fang Chu honestly handed the Pogou to him, and couldn't help but said, How can the city lord go to him? He should be the one who rolls over the door to make amends.

That's not necessary. Wu Xingxue didn't take the hook, and walked through the corridor empty-handed towards the door, I can't stand his smell, it's best not to come.

Fang Chu handed the soul hook, which is what he meant. Seeing that he didn't pick it up, he tucked it into his waist pocket very skillfully, and then said: It is true that those who practice corpse Tao will be a little sullen, but Master Sang has already practiced to the extreme. There's no more flavor.

But he turned around and realized that sometimes the city owner of his family was so particular that he didn't look like a devil, so he didn't say any more.

It should also be a cold winter in the dream, and the city is foggy in the night, and you can breathe out white air when you open your mouth.

Wu Xingxue got off the black carriage and entered a large mansion.

The demons in Zhaoye City have many quirks, and there are all kinds of strange mansions. Especially those who practice corpse Tao, the mansion is often built like an underground palace.

Sang Yu is very normal. At first glance, it is not much different from those big families in the capital of the capital. But when you enter the door, it's different...

Ordinary people have guest chairs on both sides of the hall, but here he is, and there is a circle of dark coffins against the wall.

The coffin lid was sealed with a ring of coffin nails, and it was also covered with yellow paper charms, and some cacophony of laughter could be vaguely heard.

If any of the people came here, I'm afraid they would be frightened by the laughter.

But Wu Xingxue turned a blind eye and led Fang Chu through the hall into the room.

Sang Yu's men hurriedly chased after them, but they didn't dare to get too close, and tried to stop them: City Lord, City Lord, City Lord!

Tell me, I'm listening. Wu Xingxue didn't stop, his posture was slow and slow, but he often reached the other end of the covered bridge in one step, very treacherous, causing the demon's subordinates to be out of order.

Our Lord Sang, he, he is not very convenient to see guests at this time. The subordinates said.

Sang Yu was used to being arrogant in Zhaoye City, even with his subordinates. If it was someone else who entered the house, they would have already done it, and they wouldn't even bother to open their mouths. But it was Wu Xingxue, they didn't dare to do anything at all, so they had to move their lips.

Wu Xingxue gave an oh and said, It's his business if it's inconvenient, what does it have to do with me? Did I ask him?

Subordinates: ...

As if he was in a no-man's land, he turned a few turns and stopped in front of a tall building.

Needless to say, I also know that Sang Yu is in this room. Because the whole house is surrounded by a very strong yin moisture, so thick that it is like being buried here.

Thousands of people were buried.

This time, even Fang Chu felt that the taste was too heavy.

Wu Xingxue frowned, and touched the tip of his nose without concealment.

Subordinates: ...

There was nothing to stop them, so they shouted loudly into the house: Sir, the city lord is here!

They seemed to want to get close to the door, but were afraid to get close, all of them looked like scrawny wolfhounds with hungry green eyes. On the one hand, there is the food they covet, on the other hand, they are discouraged because they are not strong enough.

There was no echo in the room, but there were some extremely low human voices, which seemed to be sealed with a layer of enchantment, sticky and fuzzy.

And the lingering yin tide suddenly became stronger.

Sir— the subordinates still called.

Wu Xingxue moved his fingers hanging on his side, and then heard a loud bang--, and the closed, forbidden door was slammed open by an invisible force.

They hit the wall with a loud thud.

The thick and damp yin gushed out from the door, like a thick gray fog.

Wu Xingxue tilted his head to avoid, then turned back, and finally saw the scene inside the door——

The couch with the curtains wide open, the smell of half-dry blood in the room and the entangled shadows.

As soon as the ban was broken, the sound that was originally muffled flowed out unobstructed, hitting the walls, doors and windows, and suddenly became dull and bright.

Demons have always only sought pleasure, they are heartless, and they do not have the shame and morality of ordinary people.

Seeing that Sang Yu glanced outside the door, then squinted and turned back. After a while, he turned over without haste, and sat on the couch with his legs propped up among the staggered figures.

He rushed outside the door in a hoarse voice: Why is the city lord here? I happened to be in the robbery period, it was too cold, so I called some people to warm up, but I was offended by not being able to go to the front of the hall to greet me.

Wu Xingxue was expressionless, but Fang Chu rolled his eyes.

When Sang Yu saw it, he laughed: Why, isn't the robbery period like this? If you don't rely on this, is there another way?

He was hugged by those figures, and his body was covered in sweat, and it really didn't look cold.

It was just that the sweat dried up in an instant, and he shivered very lightly, then grabbed the hand of one of them, and drank blood under the embrace.

The person whose hand was bitten did not respond at first, and after a long time began to tremble and struggle.

Sang Yu let go of that hand, leaned back on the other person, and looked at the big devil at the door with blood on the corner of his mouth.

He cocked the tip of his nose and pretended to sniff a few times: Hi--yes, I heard from my subordinates that the city lord was also in a robbery a few days ago.

Tsk, those of us are free and unrestrained, everything is good, but the calamity is difficult to endure, and the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to endure. Sang Yu said with a smile: Then I am somewhat comforted, at least the city owner must be more uncomfortable than me. too much.

But I've never seen the city lord take people back during the robbery period. How did you get there? I was really curious, so I sent some people to pay attention to me. It seems that they can't come back?

He obviously knew why Wu Xingxue came, so he simply opened it up and said. He pretended to sigh and said, Two poor people, but these two poor people told me a very interesting thing yesterday.

He looked at Wu Xingxue and said, I heard that the city lord has seen a person in Quebuluo in the past few days during the robbery period, and they suspect that they have misunderstood hysteria. Since those two poor things are dead, then I will help them. They asked...

City lord, why is Tiansu Shangxian not falling for you in this day of robbery?