He followed slowly, and the front was illuminated.
Luoxue followed him panting. Seeing his solemn eyes, she didn't dare to ask any more questions and just followed closely behind him.
There is a damp musty smell in the empty castle, and there are traces of blood spattering on the walls from time to time. It seems that there has been a massacre here.
The footsteps of the master and the servant, one after another, made a sound in the dark corridor, like drums beating on the lonely heart.
After walking for a while, the raging fire suddenly floated in the air and became motionless. As Dragon Killer Hall's gaze turned, the fire began to turn. Just as they were about to walk out of the corner, a red figure suddenly attacked them.
Killing Dragon Hall swung the Fire Soul Blade in his hand and slashed at the red figure. I saw the sound of breaking wind, the cold light of the cold sword passing by, and the red shadow turned into a ball of red mist and dissipated.
"When-" A red gem fell to the ground.
Sha Longdian leaned over to pick it up, put it in his hand and looked at it. The gem looked like a teardrop. He looked down at the ruby in his hand, and it slowly turned into a red tear. He whispered: "Yes. Red tears.”
Luoxue looked at the tear melting in his palm and asked puzzledly: "Young Master, what are red tears?"
Killing Dragon Palace said: "According to legend, there is a kind of monster named Jiuzhao, which will appear in places with great resentment. Jiuzhao is born specifically to devour the resentment of the deceased, and the tears shed by Jiuzhao are red, so Call it red tears.”
Luoxue was puzzled and asked, "Is Jiuji crying because she is sad?"
Killing Dragon Palace said: "Jiuji is a sentimental monster, but along with her sadness, she will also produce great resentment. This resentment likes to devour living souls."
However, before he could finish his words, he could only hear the strange laughter of the Nine Demons coming from inside the castle. It was near and far, left and right, erratic and very scary.
Luoxue was a girl after all, so she couldn't help but be a little afraid of such inhuman things, and leaned closer to the young master.
Her face was pressed lightly against the white robe of Shalongdian, and she could smell the faint orchid fragrance brought by him. She felt a ripple in her heart, and she couldn't help but blush. I thought to myself, when was it now that I would have such a strange thought.
She immediately curbed her reverie and looked at the darkness around her, only to see clusters of red mist, like bloody flowers blooming in the dark night.
Luoxue said hurriedly: "Young Master, does Jiuji have no body?"
Killing Dragon Palace held the Fire Soul Blade in his hand and slashed at the red mist that hit him. The red mist dissipated instantly, and then there was another chuckle.
He said coldly: "These are Jiuzhao's evil spirits, which are transformed from resentment. They have no entity, but they still have attack power. Xue'er, you have to be careful!"
"Yes." Luoxue nodded, feeling warm in her heart.
At this moment, Shalongdian suddenly turned around, hugged her, turned to the side, and stabbed her behind with a sword, and saw a cloud of red mist dissipate.
Luoxue couldn't help but feel ashamed of her carelessness, but this silent thing was really difficult to deal with, and it was really hard to guard against.
Killing the Dragon Palace gently waved his sword with his right hand, and a blue dragon soul energy suddenly lingered around the two of them. With the protection of the dragon soul energy, wherever they went, the red mist they encountered immediately gave way. .
Slaying the Dragon Palace is truly worthy of being a powerful man with the aura of a dragon soul.
, a little demon like Jiuzhen has no choice but to give in when he sees him.
Luoxue said: "Young Master, we have been searching for so long and still haven't found the thousand-year-old corpse flower. Where on earth will this thousand-year-old corpse flower bloom?"
Killing Dragon Palace did not answer, but continued to search for it along with the smell of blood left by Jiuzhao.
At the corner in front, a long-haired woman wearing a bloody suit suddenly appeared. Her face was as pale as paper, her mouth was cracked, her eyes were sunken, and two lines of blood were pouring out of her eye sockets, dripping down. Her blood-stained clothes were even more bizarre and terrifying.
Sha Longdian suddenly grabbed Luo Xue and whispered: "This is Jiu Zhen's true form. She is very aggressive in her true form. Don't get close to her."
Luoxue couldn't help but swallow the saliva in her throat and whispered: "She... what is she looking for? Is she looking for us?"
Killing Dragon Palace said: "It doesn't seem to be the case. Someone should have been here before us."
Suddenly, two figures, one red and one black, hiding in the darkness, flashed out, and the red dragon divine whip struck at the red-clothed Jiuji, strangling her pale snowy neck tightly, and in the hands of the man in black The sharp blade of cold light also pierced Jiu Zhi's belly.
I saw blood flowing out along the long sword, Jiuzhen's long black hair swaying from side to side, she raised her head and let out a shrill scream, her eyes widened.
The man in red took out a magic talisman and slapped it on Jiuzhen's forehead. Jiuzhen suddenly became silent and motionless. The man in black pulled out his long sword and then stood Jiuzhen on the wall beside him.
The two of them turned back to look in the direction of the Dragon-Slaying Palace. Although they were hidden in the darkness, they still sensed the dragon soul aura on his body.
The black hair of the man in black covered both cheeks, making his face look very slender. A pair of narrow red phoenix eyes contained a gloomy look. His thin lips were slightly opened and he said: "Ao Xiongxin, the director of Taiyinyuan, may I ask who is your Excellency?" who?"
The man in red standing next to him was Ming Long. He looked ahead in confusion, then looked at Ao Xiongxin and said, "Ao Xiongxin, who are you talking to? Is there... anyone in front?"
Ao Xiongxi cursed in his heart, Minglong, you idiot, I'm not talking to people, could I be talking to ghosts?
Only a magnetic voice came from the darkness, revealing endless coldness, saying: "Dragon Killing Hall."
Minglong was startled, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and said: "The prince of Blue Soul City... the prince kills the Dragon Palace!"
Dressed in white and with blue hair, Shalongdian came from the darkness. As he walked, he said coldly: "If you really know me, you should know that I don't like to be mentioned together with Lan Hun."
On that handsome and cold face, a pair of soul-stirring blue eyes looked coldly at Minglong. Minglong couldn't help but be startled and said: "I have no intention of offending you, I am Minglong, the president of the Sun Academy."
Sha Longdian said coldly: "Why are the people from Da Yang Mansion here?"
Minglong was about to answer, but Ao Xiongxin was afraid that he would say the wrong thing, so he hurriedly said: "Dayang Mansion received a mission, saying that there are monsters in the corpse city, so we came to take a look."
Luoxue said: "Are the two deans here to eliminate demons?"
Minglong nodded.
Sha Longdian said disdainfully: "Da Yang Mansion's control is quite lenient!" He didn't believe the nonsense that they were simply here to get rid of demons.
Ao Xiong couldn't help but feel his throat tremble slightly when he saw the blue dragon soul lingering around the Dragon Killing Palace and the little golden dragon timidly hiding behind him. He didn't expect that such a god-like figure existed in this world.
They all say Blue Emperor
Terrifying, in his opinion, his son was even more terrifying, like a cold and heartless ice sculpture.
The Dragon Killing Palace paid no attention to them anymore. The white robes and robes rubbed the ground, making a slight sound, and slowly walked past them with a look of disdain on their faces.
Ao Xiongxin looked back at Minglong, then winked at him, and the two hurriedly chased towards the Dragon Killing Hall.
… …
Da Yang Mansion.
The long-awaited Da Yang Mansion seems to be as usual. The only thing that has changed is the people here. The iron-clad Da Yang Mansion and the flowing students. God knows how many talents this school has cultivated. It has stood firm for so many years, and the sojourn The people inside it are like floating, coming and going in unknown numbers.
"Creak——"
The door of the sealed Chenxing Courtyard was pushed open by a pair of slender hands.
Dean Nangong Qi returned to his old place and looked at the cherry blossom tree in the depths of the courtyard. The leaves were falling all over the ground, which made people feel sad.
The courtyard was covered with dust and cobwebs, as unbearable as his decadent heart at the moment. Cicadas made a noisy sound, and the wind blew the bamboo leaves swaying left and right.
Nangong Qi slowly walked to his room and opened the door. The dust in the room was disturbed by him and floated gently in the light.
The mottled light in the house dances with the dust and lingers with time.
The calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall were a little yellowed, and he slowly read the poem on the calligraphy and painting: "I was boating on the lake and was drunk, and the starlight shattered on the pillow full of the boat. Fourteen, do you still remember that time? Or, I am the only one who remembers it. …”
He sighed deeply, his eyes were sore, and the bridge of his fair nose was slightly red.
"Hi!" Just as he was feeling sad, someone suddenly slapped him hard on the back. He saw Nie Dihua, the dean of Suixing Academy, looking at him with a bright smile on his face and said happily: "Xiao Qi Qi, you are finally back!"
After saying that, he was ready to pounce on him and give him a warm hug.
Unexpectedly, Nangong Qi ducked slightly to avoid her.
Nie Dihua pointed at him and pouted: "You actually dislike me! It's a shame that I'm still thinking about you, you heartless bastard!"
Nangong Qi smiled elegantly and said, "Dean Nie, seeing you like this, I must be living a good life."
Nie Dihua looked bored and said, "How can life be better without you? It's not interesting at all. I came to Da Yang Mansion for you. It's so boring to just turn around and leave, leaving me alone!"
As Nangong Qi walked, he patted the dust in his hands and said with a smile: "It's been so long and you still haven't fallen in love with someone else? It's really rare!"
Nie Dianhua proudly puffed up her chest and said, "I am a good woman with a strong will! Haha!"
Nangong Qi said: "How is Da Yang Mansion going these days when I'm not here?"
Nie Zhihua said: "You care so much about Da Yang Mansion, why not come back and be the dean of Chenxing Academy! Ever since you left, Elder Lan has locked up Chenxing Academy. Chenxing Academy has not admitted any more new students, and the position of dean has been retained." It’s empty, just waiting for you to come back.”
Nangong Qi shook his head and said, "I have no intention of becoming the dean again when I come back."
Nie Dihua stared and said, "You...you're not just passing by, are you?"
Seeing that he didn't answer, she bumped him with her elbow and said with a smile: "Don't be coy. Now that you're back, just stay. Do you have anywhere else to go?"
