Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

As soon as Sang Yu's words came out, the whole house, and even the entire Sang Mansion, fell silent.

His subordinates all turned their heads, and dozens of pairs of eyes landed on Wu Xingxue without blinking. At this time, even the identity of City Lord can't hold back the prying eyes and curiosity.

The only one who didn't dare to show any prying eyes was Fang Chu next to Wu Xingxue.

City Lord? Sang Yu changed his posture and called out again. He is more presumptuous in his own territory than outside the mansion, It seems that the city owner——

Before he finished speaking, Wu Xingxue interrupted: What else did you say?

Sang Yu was stunned for a moment, but did not respond.

Wu Xingxue repeated: What else did your two gadgets talk about?

This time, he didn't even raise his tail. The sound was light and fluttering, but it fell.

Fang Chu finally couldn't help turning his head to look at his city lord, his lips moved a few times, and he seemed to be getting nervous.

Sang Yu was also tense for a moment, but he turned to relax again, whether it was a pretentious gesture, or because he was full of qi and blood in the robbery period, he was excited, and felt that he had nothing to fear.

That's a lot to talk about. He said with a smile: It seems that the city owner is very concerned about... oh no, this topic is very taboo. Why? Think, why?

You said that the robbery period is nothing more than that there are too many resentful souls dying in your hands. From time to time, it's just for us to find something unpleasant. Although it is not very effective, it is easy to catch. As for the disciples of Xianmen, it is more difficult to catch. It is indeed much more useful to use them to suppress the resentful souls. As for those in Xiandu, they should be the best products, but there is no way to get them. That's it. Even if you get it by luck, it won't work. Immortal energy can't be combined with our sinister energy. Thinking back...

Sang Yu paused as he spoke, and seemed to forget the following for a moment, but he quickly continued with a sneer: Anyway, city lord, I really have no malice at all, just thinking, what good way did our city lord find? Is it?

He propped his chin and looked straight from his half-squinted eyes: That is the Tiansu Shangxian who is in charge of punishment, we people in Zhaoye City avoid it, and when we hear the name, we can't wait to detour the Tiansu Shangxian. , what good method did the city lord use to let such a person use it for you?

He swept Wu Xingxue's thin plain clothes, but he didn't see the slightest bit of unbearable coldness, and said, I think the city lord should have a pretty good time this calamity, so the city lord, for the sake of living with Zhaoye City. Come on, can you tell me one or two? It’s really boring to always catch some immortal disciples, and I also want to try to get one or two little immortals.”

The calamity of the demons is more difficult each time. This time, if you catch one or two people, you can survive, but next time you will have to catch three or five, and the next time it will be even worse.

If it goes on like this, there will be a time when it cannot be overpowered. When the people are useless, they have to find Xianmen disciples. Are Xianmen disciples useless anymore?

Sang Yu has almost finished repairing on the corpse road, and has never been able to go further, which is due to the robbery period. When he was in Zhaoye City, the only person he could refer to was the city lord, and it was not surprising to send someone to spy on him.

Wu Xingxue never interrupted, listening to him. After talking too much, it will naturally reveal how much he knows.

After listening, he said, I actually have something I don't understand.

Sang Yu: What's the matter?

Wu Xingxue said: Why do you think that if you ask, I will tell you?

Sang Yu laughed: I naturally know that it is not so easy to ask, otherwise, how can the city lord be the city lord. Besides, the city lord was so concerned and taboo just now, presumably that method cannot be easily known. But the city owner... You can't understand the temperament of the people in Zhaoye City. We don't talk about friendship, look at these dogs I raise—

He glanced at the men outside the door: Who doesn't want to find a chance to bite me? There are too many people like this, and it's hard to sleep peacefully. Those who want to bite me are just so many things. It's hard to say who wants to bite the city lord.

What if other people also know that the city lord carries a secret method?

Wu Xingxue didn't seem surprised, nodded lightly, and said, It seems that your two gadgets are indeed quick-talking, so how many people do you think these words will work on me?

Sang Yu's face moved a bit, as if his teeth were tense for a moment, but he continued: I think about it...

It's not that he is really unscrupulous, but there is a saying that is true, Zhaoye City doesn't talk about friendship, and people in Zhaoye City rarely provoke each other. Because once the demons around him are turned into hungry wolves, they are staring at them, and they really can't sleep peacefully.

It's not that Sang Yu is not afraid of Wu Xingxue, but he has weighed it up on his own. Compared with attracting a group of angry hungry wolves, a way to survive the calamity is a light weight.

Cui Yin? Chang Gu? Hongguang Old Daoist? Sang Yu announced his name in a slow voice, all of them were characters that few people in Zhaoye City dared to provoke.

He reported a few times and suddenly stopped because he found that Wu Xingxue was listening carefully.

So many words, the name is the most serious here.

Sang Yu's face changed.

Wu Xingxue said, Seven, are there any more?

Sang Yu really frowned this time: What does the city lord mean?

Wu Xingxue said: I said, there are only seven, what else? Since you came to ask me for a secret method, you must have more confidence.

Sang Yu grabbed the robe beside the couch, but did not dare to look away from Wu Xingxue, his face became more and more ugly.

Wu Xingxue suddenly raised his foot and stepped over the threshold, Fang Chu quickly followed.

At that moment, Sang Yu held the hand of the robe

His fingers twitched, and three more names were reported almost immediately.

Ten. Wu Xingxue asked again, Are there any more?

Sang Yu gave a short laugh, his fingers curled up. The freshly inhaled qi and blood gurgled under the blood vessels, and traces of the meridians appeared on his neck and face. He said, That is the heavenly immortal, such a rare thing, you guessed—

The moment his last word fell, he saw the pale figure move like a ghost.

A gust of cold wind swept past him, and he just blinked lightly. When I returned to my senses, I saw that the big devil was still standing in the same place, but the robe was swaying slightly, and there was a long sword in his hand.

Sang Yu: You!!!

Wu Xingxue tilted his head and said, What am I?

The next moment, the surrounding men outside the door all let out a sharp scream.

The scream was very strange, it stopped abruptly in the middle of the scream, and it became an empty sound of ho ho.

Then, the smell of blood that was stronger than the inside of the house filled the air. Just listened to dozens of muffled sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground—the bodies of those men had been separated, and their heads rolled to the ground.

They died too quickly, still standing, blood gushing from their broken necks.

Also because it was too fast, Wu Xingxue's sword was only stained with a few bright red stars that had just spewed out.

He held the sword and swung it lightly, and the blood disappeared, but the hoarfrost quickly spread down along the hilt of the sword.

Legend has it that Wu Xingxue never took a sword with empty hands.

Sang Yu had heard of it, but because they were both demons, they had never fought each other, so he had never seen it with his own eyes. until now...

He quickly glanced at Fang Chu, and saw that there was only an empty scabbard on Fang Chu's waist.

boom--! !

The door of the room slammed heavily behind Wu Xingxue, and closed in an instant, without a gap.

The huge lights in the house suddenly went out and plunged into darkness.

At that moment, Sang Yu finally realized that he seemed to have miscalculated something. He no longer pushes and pulls the words City Lord Long and City Lord Short, and said: I just want a secret method—

Just a secret? ! What kind of inverse scale has been touched, why is it so?

He had no time to think about it, and immediately burned ten golden talismans.

In an instant, hundreds of black coffins erupted in the entire Sang Mansion, the paper talismans moved in unison, and the coffin lids exploded. Amidst the scattered coffins, the Infernal Corpse howled and headed straight for the main house.

But it didn't work.

He once felt that he was only one step away from the city master of Zhaoye, and the difference between him and Wu Xingxue was only one point. As long as you pick the right day, that point is not a natural gap.

The reason why he is like this today is that he thinks it is indeed a good day.

Because the two dead men had reported that Wu Xingxue did not look very good.

In the eyes of the demons, this is hard to guess—it is nothing more than the result of the collision between the immortal energy and the demonic energy.

Will the City Lord of Zhaoye do something he is not sure about?

Will not.

Since Tiansu Shangxian has gone to his sparrows, he must have a way of blending fairy and evil, but it will take time to completely blend, and he can't use all his strength before it is completely blended.

In this way, the difference is gone.

This is Sang Yu's confidence.

But it wasn't until Wu Xingxue grabbed his neck and pressed it against the cold wall that the whole room was filled with the unspeakable smell of the corpse exploded and died, that he realized that he had made a mistake again.

He opened his eyes wide and said sternly: How can... why is there no fairy energy in you?

Now that he has passed through the calamity period, no matter how well he blends in, Wu Xingxue will definitely have the immortal aura of Tiansu Shangxian on his body. Before, the dampness in his room was too heavy, and he couldn't find it clearly, but now he was so close, he found that he really couldn't smell a shred of Tiansu Xianqi.

You... Sang Yu's eyes were forced to bleed.

However, Wu Xingxue didn't answer him at all, only whispered: Apart from those ten, who else?

Sang Yu's teeth were covered with blood and he said: One pass ten... ten pass a hundred... how can the city master stop it? When the news of Zhaoye City is spread, it will spread to the human world... Then, it will be passed on to Xiandu... the city master How to stop it?

Wu Xingxue turned his head away and grabbed his fingers in the air.

The coffin nails clamped in the flesh and blood of the corpse all fell into his hands.

Each coffin nail was covered with a spell, stained with flesh and blood, several inches long.

Wu Xingxue looked at him and said, If you die, you will not pass it on again.

Sang Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, as he acted as a devil, it was the first time that he felt chills all over his body so close. It's not the kind of angry killing intent, but like the chill of the robbery period, a little bit of fear that spreads throughout the body from the cracks in the bones.

Why... the city master... one by one... kill them? Sang Yu said.

Can't you kill? Wu Xingxue asked, her tail raised slightly, as if she was asking seriously, but her face was expressionless.

Sang Yu finally felt that he really seemed to have stabbed the opponent's inverse scale. The funny thing is, before that, he didn't even think that Wu Xingxue had inverse scales. He couldn't figure out, which sentence could be worthy of that reverse scale.

Wu Xingxue looked at Sang Yu quietly, for a moment he revealed a sullen look, but soon he laughed again.

He didn't answer Sang Yu's words, but said, Then just watch.

Sang Yu: What?

At that moment, even Fang Chu looked at Wu Xingxue suspiciously and did not understand this sentence.

But soon they understood—

Because Wu Xingxue did not simply kill Sang Yu, but used the coffin nails that Sang Yu himself had engraved, one by one.

Pin the opponent to the wall.

Then, according to Sang Yubao's name, he killed one by one along the dark night of Zhaoye City.

Every time, he would ask: Anything else?

Who else got it out?

There is always a layer of cold fog in the dream, covering the entire Zhaoye City, and it seems that it has never dispersed all year round. In fact, Wu Xingxue could not clearly feel what kind of mood he was in in the dream.

When he came out of the last man's mansion, a faint light from the sky shone through the cold fog. He looked up, half-squinting his eyes again.

He handed the sword to Fang Chu: Which time is it?

Fang Chu followed him all night, and the moment the sword was handed over, his pupils also shrank, subconsciously a little scared.

Mao Shi. Fang Chu responded dryly, then took the sword and lowered his head into the scabbard.

The treasure bag around his waist jingled, and inside it was the personal belongings of the demon who had been killed that night.

Wu Xingxue took Fang Chu back to the original Sang Yu mansion and stood in front of the nailed Sang Yu. Fang Chu unpacked the kit and poured out those objects, each of which was extremely recognizable.

Sang Yu slowly rolled his eyes, and when he looked at them one by one, the nailed hands and feet were already trembling.

Many people have said that the person who looks the least like a demon in Zhaoye City is the city lord. It wasn't until this moment that he realized that the other party really moved his hand, and the way of torturing people was indeed worthy of a devil.

But that was the last thing he found in his life.

Dozens of coffin nails fell to the ground, clinking constantly. The dead Sang Yu also fell heavily to the ground, making a muffled sound and splashing a few stars of blood.

Wu Xingxue looked down at him, and after a while, she tilted her head and said to Fang Chu, Go back.

When they returned to Quebuluo, Ning Huaishan happened to come back from an errand.

His calamity is about to come, and he hasn't gotten that cold yet, just stomping his feet while rubbing his hands. He asked Fang Chu, Why did you and the city lord just enter the door, what did you do?

Fang Chu glanced at Wu Xingxue, then shook his head again and again: It's nothing, don't ask.

Ning Huaishan let out an oh, and while jumping to keep warm, she followed Wu Xingxue into the house.

City Lord, I have to retreat for a few more days. Ning Huaishan sniffed.

Wu Xingxue took off the tulle-like robe, took a look at it in his hand, and said um without raising his head, Yes, Fang Chu said it.

The blood on the bottom of the robe has dried up, so it can be removed with a little cleaning method, and there will be no trace left. But Wu Xingxue still handed the robe to Fang Chu and said, It's burnt.

Fang Chu and Ning Huaishan were not surprised at all. After all, their city masters were not picky for a day or two, especially for such blood-stained things.

Sometimes they even wondered if Wu Xingxue could not see blood.

But more often, they think the idea is too silly. I really can't see blood, and killing people won't be so neat.

Fang Chu took the robe and went to the blood pool, rubbed his fingertips on a fire, and burned the blood-stained robe. Just in case, he cleaned the blood on his scabbard, and then went to the other side of the room to pick up a clean burqa.

Originally, he chose the same light gray tulle as before.

Holding the burqa, he all entered the house and hurried out again.

Wu Xingxue turned to ask him, What?

Fang Chu said repeatedly: City Lord wait a minute, I got it wrong.

When Fang Chu returned to the side room, Ning Huaishan also came in, rubbing his arms and saying, Why are you grinding with a burqa?

Fang Chu glanced at him: You know shit.

Ning Huaishan retorted: Why don't I understand, haven't I brought clothes to the city lord?

Fang Chu chose a fox fur cloak among the clothes.

Ning Huaishan looked confused: What are you doing? Are you stupid? The city lord made the piece that was burnt as thin as a cicada's wings. Now you take out a fox fur cloak and you want to kill the city lord? You want to kill yourself. Zuo, I'll run now, and you'll take it to the city lord in a while.

Fang Chu: ...

You. Fang Chu hesitated, unable to bear it any longer, and finally carried him over like a chicken: No, I want to die together, and I don't even want to run away.

He hesitated for a moment, but still told Ning Huaishan about the night. The two of them have always been afraid of Wu Xingxue very much. No one will go crazy and secret law with the city master. Presumably, they will not touch the reverse scale and make the city owner angry.

After listening to Ning Huaishan, she shuddered silently, and whispered, Then Sang Yu really said that the city lord did not have any immortal aura on his body?

Fang Chu nodded: Yes, if the tribulation period is over, there should be.

Ning Huaishan finally understood why Fang Chu changed his thin clothes to fox fur: So, the city lord is still cold at the moment.

And it should be unbearably cold.

But then he didn't understand again: The city owner is obviously cold, why do you still wear thin clothes? In order to calm Sang Yu and the others?

Fang Chu shook his head and said, It shouldn't be. If you really want to calm Sang Yu, you should wear it when you go out. But he wore it like this before.

Ning Huaishan wondered, Why do you insist on wearing thin clothes in your own mansion? Who will you show it to?

Fang Chu was about to say he didn't know, but suddenly the blessing came to his heart.

He arched Ning Huai's shirt and said, Could it be... Heavenly Immortal?

Ning Huaishan was also shocked by this answer, and after a while, he said, It's also possible... If Tiansu Shangxian really came, and it wasn't like Sang Yu and the others guessed, then he really couldn't show weakness, otherwise...

But he soon became more confused: No, the immortals in Tiansu can come and stay. If it wasn't what Sang Yu and the others guessed, it would be a collision between immortals and demons, right? A collision between immortals and demons must hurt one. , then we won't be able to fall in half without falling? Will it be the intact Mu like now?

Fang Chu also became more and more confused the more he thought about it.

They stopped whispering together, thinking about it, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Because there is not only the scent of the two of them in this room...

Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu were startled suddenly, turned around, and saw Wu Xingxue leaning against the door, looking at them quietly with dark eyes like ink, and they didn't know how long they had been listening.

He killed a lot of people that night, exhausted a lot of energy, and only relaxed when he returned to Quebuluo.

Because of the lack of energy, those things that were originally covered up were revealed a little...

As a result, Fang Chu and Ning Huaishan smelled a breath that did not belong to their city lord.

They were stunned for a moment, and finally realized that it was Wu Xingxue's body slowly emerging... Tiansu Immortal Qi.

It was also at that moment that Fang Chu suddenly had an epiphany. Perhaps the inverse scale that Sang Yu and the others touched was not requiring a secret method, but spreading the story of the heavenly immortal has come and the bird will not fall.

The moment this thought flashed, Wu Xingxue, who had been leaning against the door, had instantly arrived in front of them.

Fang Chu was startled and blurted out, I won't tell the city lord!

Wu Xingxue's raised hand paused.

Fang Chu tugged at Ning Huai's shirt and quickly said, We won't reveal a word about the robbery!

But Wu Xingxue's hand still fell.

Closing their eyes, they vaguely heard a bell.

***

Wu Xingxue was awakened by the sound of wet rain outside the carriage, and the carriage passed through a restriction and was slightly bumped.

The last scene he dreamed was that his fingertips hooked the dream bell, immobilizing Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu. The last sentence lingering in my ears was Fang Chu's exclamation: We won't reveal a word about the robbery!

He opened his eyes in the lingering voice and saw Xiao Fuxuan's profile under the dim light.

It wasn't an exorcism lamp, and it wasn't dazzling. After shaking the carriage a few times, the warm yellow light fell from the other person's brow bone and the bridge of the nose, and then fell into the lip line.

Wu Xingxue had not yet pulled away from his sleepiness, he squinted for a while, and then suddenly pursed his lips.

Xiao Fuxuan seemed to feel something, and turned his eyes to look at it at that moment.

He was silent for a moment, and suddenly remembered the phrase Tian Su Shang Xian mentioned by countless people in his dream. When he reacted, he hastily withdrew his gaze from under Xiao Fuxuan's nose.

The city lord is awake?

City Lord.

The voices of Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu sounded, almost connected to the reverberation in the dream.

Wu Xingxue was stunned for a moment, then remembered that they were going to Luohuatai's carriage.

Xiao Fuxuan's eyes were still on him, and he could see from the corner of his eye. He straightened up, picked out a random sentence and asked the three people on the opposite side: Is it not here yet?

Who would have thought that Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu did not speak, but Xiao Fuxuan replied in a low voice, Here we are.

Wu Xingxue was stunned: Arrived?

It was only then that he realized that the carriage had not moved since the carriage jolted slightly while half asleep, as if it had really arrived.

Wu Xingxue stood up in confusion, his eyes still on the opposite side of the table: Why don't you move when you arrive?

Tiansu Shangxian added in a low voice, Those two dare not call you.

Wu Xingxue: ...

If you are asked, you will answer.

I usually don't speak for a long time, but now I'm saying one sentence after another.

Xiao Fuxuan said two words in a row. So he...

He looked down at himself. When he slept before, he was just wearing a single shirt and holding a stove. Now that I open my eyes, I don't know why a thick felt blanket is covered.

The moment he straightened up, the thick blanket slid down a little, and the coldness poured into the gap. Wu Xingxue subconsciously held the thick blanket and rolled it up: This blanket...

This time, Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu were still hesitating to speak, but Doctor Wusheng answered quickly: I saw you earlier... Seeing the young master's knuckles turning blue, it must be a little cold.

Wu Xingxue said that it was more than a little cold.

He was about to thank Doctor Wusheng with a nod, when he heard the other person say, Shangxian has sealed a blanket for you.

Wu Xingxue: ...

He finally glanced at Xiao Fuxuan.

It's hard to die, but Ning Huaishan said hesitantly at this moment: City Lord, you may not know something. Our physique is special, and every once in a while there will be some—

He may have wanted to say something like the spirit of resentment eats the body. The word resentment came out of his mouth. He glanced at Xiao Fuxuan and silently swallowed back: Some situations...

Fang Chu also added: During that time, the body will be unbearably cold. The more powerful people are, the more difficult it will be, eh...

Due to the presence of Immortals, they couldn't say it too straightforwardly, but they were afraid that Wu Xingxue would not remember anything and would be unbearable when he turned around. The two were almost scratching their heads in a hurry.

Wu Xingxue put his arms around the blanket and looked at them with a sullen face, thinking in his heart: Don't say it, I just know that it's better to get off the carriage when playing a monkey here.

The two idiots got up to get out of the car, and said with gestures: Anyway, there will be some time, uh-

They're gone for a while

Next, Tiansu Shangxian's voice sounded in a deep voice, helping them to complete the word: Jiji.

Wu Xingxue's eyelashes trembled, and he almost covered his face with the thick blanket in his hand.