The whole world thought I was dead!

Chapter 57

Hua Huaijun took half a step forward and looked at the slightly nervous Xiao Xuan, becoming more and more impatient.

Ren Changkong stood in the shadows and watched Xiao Xuan enthroned surrounded by hundreds of officials. All court civil and military officials knelt in the hall paved with white jade, trembling. Just when Changkong thought he was angry, the man in the black embroidered gold dragon robe suddenly laughed again: "My dear friends, please be flat."

All the officials stood up tremblingly, their eyebrows lowered under their official hats.Looking from above, it was dark and dense.

In the blink of an eye, the scene around them changed again.

Hua Huaijun held Master's hand and looked around.

Ren Changkong looked at Xiao Xuan, who was in the highest position, and pursed his thin lips tightly.

There is a melodious sound of silk and bamboo playing from the hands of the beauties, the floor is paved with gold and jade, smoke is born in the blue fields, and the ambiguous warm fragrance overflows the surroundings.The glamorous woman in tulle dances to the music in the palace. The beauty is so light and graceful, as if she is going to go with the wind. This grand beauty is only enjoyed by the emperor.

"Come here." Xiao Xuan waved lightly, his voice hoarse and deep.

The woman in white gauze tried her best to suppress the excitement in her heart, and slowly stepped forward to bow down, her voice soft like a spring breeze: "King." Then she looked at Xiao Xuan affectionately.

Xiao Xuan sized it up, but he didn't know what he thought of, and asked, "Can you fly?"

The woman froze for a moment, subconsciously shook her head, her chin was lifted by the cold fingertips, a trace of regret flashed in the eyes of her beloved Wang: "What a pity, beauty, then why did you name the dance "Feixianji"?"

There was an ominous premonition in the woman's heart, and she replied tremblingly: "Slave, I heard that the king likes things with ethereal spirit, so I chose such a name."

Xiao Xuan looked at the beautiful woman's pale and beautiful face, and smiled slightly, his face was even more beautiful under the dim candlelight of the palace lanterns, but the words he said were tinged with chill: "Then why don't you come and make this "Fei Xianji" come true? .”

"What?" Before the beauty could finish her sentence, she was taken away by a hidden guard who appeared from nowhere.

"My lord, my lord, spare my life." The woman's mournful cry gradually disappeared.Xiao Xuan looked at the shaking actor below, a look of boredom flashed in his eyes.

"Go back."

The days without immortals are really boring and boring.Xiao Xuan thought of Xuan Wei's fingertips with a sense of ice and snow that refused to be thousands of miles away, and unconsciously thought of the word "immortal and mortal separated".

How can mortals be with immortals?

The immortal estimated that he would be forgotten by Xuan Wei after meditating for a while, and he might not even care about the annihilation of this dynasty, after all, he is a high-ranking immortal.

The more Xiao Xuan thought about it, the more unwilling he felt.Looking at the fine wine in the white jade cup, he felt that his heart was completely dark, and the immortals kindly helped him, but he became greedy, not only wanting to get this world of mortals.

How can I see the fairy again?

Xiao Xuan thought of Xuan Wei's indifferent and gentle face, the thought washed away all his rationality like an avalanche.

He really wants to see the fairy.

"Master, what are you thinking?" Hua Huaijun interrupted Ren Changkong's thoughts.

Ren Changkong shook his head, "Nothing."

He just didn't understand that the purple dragon energy on Xiao Xuan's body was so strong that it almost engulfed the hall. He should be a man chosen by heaven to be a wise king, why he looked at life like nothing, without any reverence.

But in a flash, the scene changed again.

Ren Changkong looked at the men in twos and threes kneeling in front of Xiao Xuan with a little astonishment, facing the sky.

Xiao Xuan is no longer young, but has entered middle age, his body is still as thin as a bamboo, his figure is tall and straight, his face is more mature and handsome, and his body is very majestic. There are several men below him who are quietly dodging the emperor's dragon power, with a slight expression on their faces. whitish.

Xiao Xuan looked at them pickily as if picking goods, after a long time, he picked out two, and the others retreated.A palace woman sent clothes and asked them to change.

Ren Changkong always felt a strange sense of familiarity.

It wasn't until after the two of them changed their clothes that he realized what it was like. The eyebrows and eyes of these two had a resemblance to his predecessor's.

"You don't need to salute anyone, you just need to sit quietly every day." Xiao Xuan said lightly, his voice could not distinguish between happiness and anger.

Ren Changkong looked at the two people with their backs straight and silent, only three points more like his predecessor.

He looked at Xiao Xuan, who was vaguely satisfied, as if he understood something, Xiao Xuan "admired" him?

Ren Changkong thought of the Kiki people around him, and accepted his idea with a strange calmness.

Otherwise, he couldn't think of why Xiao Xuan would do this, he just didn't understand that he didn't do anything at all, most of them were in a hidden state, and only occasionally appeared to say a few Liao Liao words.Moreover, when he left, Xiao Xuan seemed very happy, why did he fall in love after so many years?

Hua Huaijun looked at Xiao Xuan silently behind the master, his ordinary face was obscured in the shadow.

When the scene changed again, Ren Changkong saw the stooped old man in black robe.

Xiao Xuan was lying on the collapsed bed with gray hair, he held the Master's hand tightly, his tone was calm, but it gave people a lot of pressure: "Master, you must have a way to contact the Immortal Elder, right. "

The old man's black robe was on the ground, and he shook his head slowly after a long time, his voice was sullen: "If your majesty can use the real dragon's aura as bait, you can summon some spirit monsters for your majesty's use." After speaking, he whispered the spell to Xiao Xuan Then backed off.

After Xiao Xuan asked people to retreat, he looked at the dim candlelight and wondered what he was thinking.

Ren Changkong looked at Xiao Xuan who was covered in dim purple aura, and sighed secretly.

The word love is really harmful.

An old and hoarse voice remembered intermittently in the room. Ren Changkong looked at the emperor surrounded by the familiar white light, and a thought flashed in his mind.

Hua Huaijun stared at Xiao Xuan closely, with alert eyes.

As the smoke cleared, Xiao Xuan smiled at the fox-eyed young man in old clothes.

Ren Changkong looked at the main god who was summoned, and there was a strange sense of fate in his heart, that is, he didn't know what the price Xiao Xuan paid?Or was the appearance of the Lord God an accident?

"What do I want?"

Xiao Xuan thought for a while outside, his old face has almost come to the end of his life.

He looked at the man summoned by him, and smiled slightly, the corners of his eyes were wrinkled.The cloudy eyes are no longer bright, but reveal the unfathomableness of the emperor: "I want to see his future."

The Lord God bent his lips and smiled, waved his hand, and a water curtain immediately appeared in front of him.

Ren Changkong also looked towards the water curtain.

Hua Huaijun's face turned pale, he staggered back two steps, and his figure completely disappeared into the darkness.

In the dark basement, Taoist Xuanwei was firmly nailed to the altar with a sword, his head was drooping, blood slowly flowed down the rock wall, soaking the white shoe uppers, and the thick and thick cloth on his back was abnormal The youthful face that looked like a spring flower appeared before people's eyes, and before they could clearly see his expression, the water curtain disappeared.

Xiao Xuan's eyes narrowed, his hands trembled uncontrollably, he calmed down after a while, and asked: "Who is he?" He could actually kill the immortal elder.

The main god fox narrowed his eyes: "His apprentice."

Xiao Xuan was startled.

Just when everyone thought he was sad, Xiao Xuan laughed again. Ren Changkong could feel that he was really happy when he saw the stretched brows and eyes.

"Why?" The Lord God looked at Xiao Xuan with great interest, full of curiosity. Sure enough, no matter how many years it took, creatures like humans could give him a sense of wonder.

Xiao Xuan leaned on the cushion, the smile on his lips had not yet dissipated, he looked sideways at the main god, his old face could vaguely show the handsomeness of his youth, "Xuan Wei sometimes talks about his apprentices with me, At that time, I was thinking that it would be great if I was his apprentice."

"Because, whenever we talk about him, the fairy elder is much gentler than usual."

"Ahem, but who would have expected that he would kill him in the future?"

"Aren't you sad?" The Lord God asked strangely.

"Why should I be sad?" Xiao Xuan smiled slightly, and the lines at the corners of his eyes deepened: "Think about it carefully, except for the passing of time, the fairy elder will die, and I will die too. After rounding up, we can be regarded as dead together. It's better than being alone down here."

Ren Changkong looked at Xiao Xuan who said these words sincerely, and his mind was extremely calm.

Xiao Xuan was a stranger deep in his memory.

It's not worth his mood swings at all.

It was his little apprentice who saw the "future" was hit harder than him.

The Lord God looked at the aged emperor on the bed, his eyes flashed brightly: "Then guess what the Immortal Elder would do if he knew his future?"

Xiao Xuan thought about it carefully, and replied: "I don't know."

He is not a fairy elder, how could he guess?

The lord god's smile grew stronger, and his eyes became more interesting, with an inexplicable sense of treachery.

Ren Changkong changed places in the blink of an eye.

He looked at the very familiar retreat cave, and a dream suddenly appeared in his mind, which was exactly the same as the future he saw. He lived in the mind of his previous body, and watched him discuss with the system how to avoid it. The main god happened to issue a task. The demon sect is in chaos and needs to be guarded. "He" uses all the points to transform the system into a human form, making him the master of the demon sect.

The system's pseudonym Xitong helped him secretly, and the future predicted by the dream was getting closer and closer. He looked at his innocent and immature apprentices, and was going to try the method of reincarnation that the system said. This was the task reward given to them by the main god.

"He" looked at the overly attentive main god, and faintly felt that something was wrong, so he made a bet with the main god that his little apprentice would not be able to kill him.

The main god emitting white light agreed.The art of reincarnation became more and more mature. He followed the system to the Demon Sect. The soul of the art of reincarnation remained unchanged, but the body was temporarily exchanged. When he passed the spiritual power to the system and waited to enter the system, he was interrupted by the little apprentice. Yes, by mistake, the little apprentice still hurt him, and when his consciousness was about to fade, he saw the Lord God again, and smiled at him: "You lost."

Ren Changkong saw the complete timeline through "himself".

He was not wrong, the system was not wrong, and the little apprentice was not wrong either.

But the whole incident was like a wild horse that had run wild and lost everyone's control.

Like the Ubis ring, it has fallen into an endless loop since seeing the water curtain.

Until he unexpectedly woke up from another body, everything started again.

When Ren Changkong slowly opened his eyes, his little apprentice was hugging him anxiously, his eyes panicked: "Master, what's wrong with you? Why did you faint suddenly?"

"It's nothing." Ren Changkong stroked his hair with a warm voice.

Hua Huaijun looked at the sudden look of the master, and couldn't help asking: "Did something happen?"

"Junjun, I want you to think carefully about one thing."

"Tell me." Hua Huaijun also became nervous when he saw the solemn appearance of the master.

"Think about that mistake carefully. How did you get my Tianji sword at that time." Ren Changkong held Hua Huaijun's cheek and asked softly: "Don't be nervous, think carefully, think slowly."

Hua Huaijun's face was pale, and there were magic lines faintly showing from his ordinary face, and the tiny devilish energy was overflowing. He looked at the master, held back the trembling, and desperately recalled his nightmare.

"Dang, at that time, I didn't want to hurt Master at all. Li Li was on my right side. Xitong was with you. I fought with Mo Li. What I held in my hand was disaster relief. Mo Li fought with me for a while. , Xitong also stepped forward, when my sword was knocked to the back by Li Li, when I turned over to pick it up..."

Hua Huaijun's face turned even paler. He looked at his master, his lips trembling uncontrollably: "Tianji, it's the Tianji sword that suddenly came into my hands for some reason. At that time, the two of them were besieging together. I, I don't know why. The chance is in my hands, Master, you trust me, you trust me, I don’t know why you appeared behind Xi Tong, I wanted to kill him, Master, you trust me."

"It's okay, Master is here." Ren Changkong looked at Hua Huaijun, whose crying eyes were red and his speech was becoming more and more incoherent, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Don't think about it, Master believes in Junjun."

When the little apprentice's mood was not so intense, Ren Changkong had already ordered him to fall asleep with the blood seal.

He looked at the magnificent palaces around him, with cold eyes, "I know you are here."

"I didn't lose this bet."

Half of the materials for the Tianji Sword came from him, and he felt that he must have been tampered with by the Lord God.

He must have participated in the future in the water curtain.

Ren Changkong watched the darkness around him flood in like a tide, and a white light suddenly appeared in the silent space. When he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the town full of water vapor.

Hua Huaijun curled up beside him, holding his hand, sound asleep.

Ren Changkong looked at the pointing crowd around him, picked them up, and went back to the inn together.

He looked at Hua Huai Jun who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and couldn't take his eyes off.

Since he has escaped from the illusion, Hua Huaijun's face is also revealed. The face is still entangled with demon energy, but it has retreated to the cheeks, revealing the original thick and beautiful face. His lips are tightly pressed, as if he is in some sweet dream. , the lip color is light pink, but the lips are as red as blood, with shallow water, like cherry berries that are tempting to pick, the pink spreads to the jade white cheeks, and the spring is boundless.

When Ren Changkong leaned down and kissed her, his long eyelashes trembled slightly with a throbbing shyness.

"Are you awake?" The normally gentle voice was now hoarse because of the urchin.

"No, no."

Hua Huaijun replied quickly, his face was even redder, Qiushui's pupils were wet, as if they could drip water.

Ren Changkong looked at the lying little apprentice, let out a muffled laugh, stopped suppressing his desire, and kissed him again.

His Junjun is inexplicably delicious at the moment.