Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

Chapter 963: The Nether Spring Emperor Stone Finally Has an Owner

There is no need to watch Jian Yingxue all the time, it has always been difficult to be infatuated with love in this world!

When Xue Ji rushed to the south wall of the holy city, Ji Qingli had already been taken away. He stood in front of the collapsed statue of Ouyang Zhengyi and saw the back of a woman holding Ouyang Zhengyi as she walked away. He knew it was Gongsun Hongyan.

Xue Ji stretched out his hands several times, opened his mouth several times, but finally turned and left. Back then, because of his selfishness, he had harmed three people. Now that Ouyang Zhengyi was dead, what was wrong with throwing himself into the arms of Gongsun Hongyan? Perhaps it would be a relief for the three of them!

Xue Ji didn't know that his son Ouyang Jinyu had disappeared. Gongsun Hongyan had searched the entire Jianying Holy City but couldn't find a single person.

Gongsun Hongyan's heart was broken. Whether she admitted it or not, Ouyang Jinyu might have really died at the hands of the monster from the Dark Realm.

Xue Ji didn't walk far before looking back at the statues of the Ouyang family. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times. He was about to leave Jian Ying, not knowing whether he could come back in this life.

Xue Ji really didn't think he would leave Jian Ying alive. He came here to die, but in the end he found out that he was the only one who wanted him dead. The last words he left for the Ouyang family statue were:

"Ouyang Zhengxiong died twenty years ago!"

When the setting sun shone on the statues on the city wall, a man came up on the wall of the holy city. He was dressed in white, playing a flute, with long hair fluttering in the wind. It was the white-clothed dream, and there was no way to tell whether it was true or not.

The sound of the flute is long and mournful!

If Shadow Emperor Ji Xuanhong were here, he would be able to tell that the song is "The Mysterious Feelings of the Waning Moon", so this person is the Phantom Emperor Bai Yi Huan Meng.

The sound of the flute continued until the waning moon rose into the sky. It seemed that this song was dedicated to all the people who died in Jianying Holy City. It was so sad that there seemed to be tears in the corners of Bai Yi Huanmeng's eyes.

The sound of the flute stops, the waning moon freezes, and the vast sea of ​​smoke and waves becomes calm again.

Two more people came to the wall of the Holy City, one was the Muhun Envoy of the Burial God Palace, and the other was Bai Yi Huan Meng, but he did not have a long flute in his hand.

The Muhun Envoy knelt on one knee and said respectfully:

"I am the Honorable Envoy Muhun, honored to meet the Emperor Lingmeng!"

Huanmeng in white, holding a long flute, slowly turned around with a frown on his face!

"Why are you here to greet Jian Ying?"

Lord Mu Hun's body seemed to tremble, and he didn't even dare to raise his head.

"King Qin Xiao set up a plan to find the mysterious person behind Shen Yichen. I, I..."

"Humph, not only did I not find the person, I also exposed myself!"

Bai Yi Huan Meng smiled, and that faint smile seemed to reveal an inexplicable power.

Envoy Muhun was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and apologized hurriedly:

"I acknowledge my crime, please punish me, Emperor Reimu!"

"Let me guess, who injured you? It was Ji Xuanyan, the head of the Ji family's Holy Hidden Feathers!"

"I acknowledge my guilt, I acknowledge my guilt!"

"Hey, Zhizui, why are you still alive?"

Upon hearing this, Envoy Mu Hun was startled and bit his lip as if thinking about something. Suddenly, he stepped back and fled.

Huanmeng in white, holding a long flute, smiled slightly, and swung the flute out. A flash of light passed by and directly nailed the envoy Mu Hun to the city wall. The long flute seemed to make a crisp musical sound.

From beginning to end, the other white-robed Huanmeng watched respectfully, without any expression or words.

A dark yellow light flashed in Bai Yi Huan Meng's hand, and the long flute nailed to the city wall returned to his hand, but the Mu Hun Envoy turned into a wisp of green smoke, leaving only a small black hole on the city wall.

Bai Yi Huan Meng looked at the bloody flute in his hand, shook his head and sighed:

"Ah, it's been so many years since my flute has been stained with blood. I really miss it!"

The other white-clothed dream still did not respond.

"Did Shen Yichen obtain the Yunxu Jigui Jue?"

"Replying to Ling Meng Huang, I haven't seen him, so I don't know the specific situation!"

Bai Yi Huan Meng frowned slightly and said in a cold voice:

"It seems Murong Ruoxi's matter has not been resolved, and Tianyoucao has lost contact. Before you return to Zhongzhou, send a message to Emperor Cang Xuan. Shen Yichen must always have one of our people by his side. The Ji family's people are definitely not enough. Let Emperor Cang Xuan make arrangements, and quickly!

Also, send a message to Yanquan to closely monitor the movements of the God Demon Cult leader. Once he uses the body of King Wuyou to refine the shrine, the next Soul-Mudging Envoy will most likely be the God Demon Cult leader!

"Emperor Reimu, I can't pass this order!"

"Then tell Emperor Cang Xuan that it was my intention!"

"I obey my orders!"

Bai Yi Huan Meng clapped his hands with his flute and said lightly:

"Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

"Someone from Xueluan Village in the Wuhuo Mountains of the Ancient Miao Territory was at Jianying. They sent a message to Jiang Mengyin and me, saying they wanted to exchange Ji Yinnan for Mei Yu. But he had the Silent Yin Blood Ring and saw through my illusion. I fought him and then went to the Deep Pits. It seems something happened to the Demon Slayer Hall's leader!"

"Hey, you, I've used this face for nearly a hundred years. It's a pity. Do you know how hard it is to find a face that makes you feel comfortable? How hard is it to seek truth in a dream?"

"I know my mistake!"

"Humph, judging by your attitude, I don't see how you know you're wrong!"

After Bai Yi Huan Meng finished speaking, he stretched lazily!

"I'll punish you by making you retrieve the Nether Spring Emperor Stone and bring it back to the Central Continent Imperial City. I have to remind you that Ji Qingyun can hide in the dark. Since he's already attacked the Demon Slayer Hall, the next target might be your Qujian Feather!"

"Thirteen years ago, why didn't you use the power of the Demon-Slaying Hall to get rid of Ji Qingyun, but instead secretly helped him?"

"You ask me? You should ask your real master. You took advantage of my retreat to do such a big thing. If I hadn't gone to the Ninth Floor this time, your master would have kept it a secret from me. Forget it, I can't tell you. I want to remind your master that there is someone behind Shen Yichen. Don't be careless or you will be exposed!"

After Bai Yi Huan Meng finished speaking, he turned into a wisp of residual cloud and disappeared.

"Reimu Emperor, where is the Nether Spring Emperor Stone? Which face should I use from now on?"

On the walls of the holy city, Bai Yi Huan Meng finally became a little panicked.

"Once you're under the statue, you won't have a chance to come out once you return to Zhongzhou. Ji Qingyun is more than enough for you to deal with. You can use whichever face you like. No one knows what you look like anyway. As long as you don't mind the trouble, I'll give this face to you!"

The white-clothed Huanmeng on the city wall shook his head, and a light flashed around him, and he instantly turned into another person.

Holding a white jade fan in her hand, under the moonlight, her back looked like a woman. She gently waved the folding fan in her hand and fanned it, muttering to herself:

"Hmph, it seems like I'd love to use you!"

This person's voice is really weird. If you say it's a man's voice, it's tender and charming. If you say it's a woman's voice, it's tender but not charming!

The man waved the folding fan in his hand, and a dark yellow sword energy cut a ravine in the middle of the holy city wall.

Amidst the thick dust and air, he jumped into the ravine. When the air dissipated and silence returned to the walls of the holy city, the man flew out with a pitch-black box in his hand. On the box, there were patterns of the four sacred beasts in the east, south, west and north.

Under the moonlight, this person was seen wearing an orange-red robe, with long flowing hair, a high bun on his temples, picturesque eyebrows, and bloodshot lips. He was bright and stunning, especially the heart-shaped blood-red mark between his eyebrows, which was very eye-catching!

The person lowered his head to glance at the box in his hand and smiled. He was charming but not vulgar, delicate but not effeminate. But that face was that of a man. For a moment, it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman!

He folded his folding fan and walked away on the clouds. He was actually using the Dragon Floating Cloud Sea. In an instant, he disappeared into the dark night.

On the wall of the holy city, the statue of the Ouyang family, which had stood for hundreds of years, suddenly collapsed the moment that man left.

Shen Yichen's Xuchenzhu reshaped the earth veins of Jianying Holy City, and the original Youquan Emperor Stone flowed here. Bai Yi Huanmeng hid in Jianying Holy City in search of Youquan Emperor Stone.

In fact, there was someone who was also looking for the Youquan Emperor Stone, and that was Wan Ning. She had always thought that it was the old fortune-teller who designed to open the seal of all spirits in Jianying City, but she saw with her own eyes that the old fortune-teller and Shen Jinfei left.

Wan Ning was worried. Perhaps the fortune-teller came here just to get the Liyuan Sword. Then the person who designed this must have come for the Youquan Emperor Stone.

When Wan Ning brought Han Ruoya to the statue on the wall of the holy city, Wan Ning slapped herself twice!

"Oh, why am I so stupid? I should have thought of the reunion of the earth veins long ago. The power is fixed, so there must be a replacement power here. Oh, I was led astray by the old immortal. Oh my god, he didn't lead me astray on purpose, did he?"

Han Ruoya, who was standing behind Wan Ning, raised her head and took a sip of wine, then shouted:

"Wan Ning, good wine!"

"You big-headed ghost, how could the Goddess Xuanshuang and Sima Lifeng give birth to a heartless girl like you?"

"You have a heart and lungs, why are you hitting yourself? Come on, let's go find your brother Gua and heal me!"

"You big-headed ghost, it's uncertain whether he's alive or dead right now! Why am I always a step behind in everything? No, I have to find Brother Gua first!"

Wan Ning pulled Han Ruoya and followed the waves like an immortal, then walked away into the air.

"My wine fell into the sea, Wan Ning, go pick it up!"

"Pick up your big head ghost!"