Dajiao Xuanyuan was stunned.

There is no trace of haze or hesitation on Zhiyang's bright face. A pure smile flows on her face, and her eyes are also pure.

This shouldn't be Zhiyang's reaction.

Silently, Dajiao Xuanyuan seemed to be burned by the innocence on her face. After all, in his impression, Zhiyang was not someone who ignored the people.

"Hello? Old man, what are you thinking about?"

Seeing that Dajiao Xuanyuan was still stunned, Zhiyang walked up to him and stared at him quietly, the purity in her eyes seemed to be like that of a child who was not familiar with the world.

"Oh. It's nothing."

Seeing Zhiyang like this, it would be useless to continue asking.

At this moment, Dajiao Xuanyuan felt that Zhi in front of him was a little strange for the first time.

Zhiyang has never been a cold-hearted person, and Dajiao Xuanyuan knows this best.

Thinking of the past, Zhiyang's heart surged. There were too many things going on during that time, and she could not talk to Dajiao Xuanyuan in detail, so she could only turn around and disappear into the street, returning to the inn.

At nightfall, Zhiyang slowly opened his eyes, and a stream of fairy energy carefully probed into the frost mirror to make sure that Dajiao Xuanyuan had entered samadhi. Then he slowly stood up and placed the frost mirror on the table.

"Where are you going?"

Just as Zhiyang was about to climb out of the window, Dajiao Xuanyuan's voice sounded from behind him.

"Oh, I ate too much in the evening and went out for a walk."

While saying this, Zhiyang smiled ashamedly and moved his arms to cover up his lies.

"snort!"

Dajiao Xuanyuan smiled softly, his eyes moved, and the window in front of Zhiyang was closed instantly, and he said bluntly: "From the day I entered the frost mirror, my life has been parasitic in your frost mirror. I will never

You've misjudged the wrong person, I know exactly what you're going to do."

The opening of the Ningshuang Mirror originally used Zhiyang's essence and blood, and Dajiao Xuanyuan is now being raised in the Ningshuang Mirror. He can still guess a thing or two about what Zhiyang is thinking.

Having said this, there was nothing to cover up. Zhiyang's eyes turned cold and she said to him:

"I'm going to find someone now. I don't know what will happen later. If the Ningshuang Mirror stays in the room, it will try its best to keep your soul from dissipating." Zhiyang looked at Dajiao Xuanyuan quietly, and then

Staring into Dajiao Xuanyuan's eyes, he said, "I promise that tomorrow morning, Fandeng City will still be peaceful."

Dajiao Xuanyuan's eyes changed, and before Zhiyang was about to climb over the window and leave, he took her hand. He knew that time was tight, so he didn't waste any time, and said bluntly: "I'm afraid you can't do it alone, I'll go with you.

."

His eyes were too serious, which made Zhiyang feel a little shaken.

Except for his deceased father and mother, no one has believed in him like this for a long time and worried about his safety. This time he chose to stand by his side, his eyes still so firm...

It seems that I have seen such eyes before.

When he broke with the heaven, he faced the pursuit and interception of the heavenly soldiers and generals, and was in danger many times. Those innocent children in Qingqiu looked at him like this.

Not afraid of pain, not afraid of death, the only thing he was afraid of was that Zhiyang would abandon them and let go of their hands.

Now that I think about it, I still find it ridiculous that such a compassionate God would do things that threaten others.

Unlike back then, the person standing next to him now was an ancient divine beast, and he felt a faint sense of relief in his heart.

Zhiyang shook her head. Now was not the time to recall the past. She smiled slightly and said, "My aunt is a witch who is famous in the three worlds. Don't worry about life and death. I will be fine. I'm just chasing someone."

Zhiyang said this, no longer listening to other words, turned around and turned out of the window.

As they walked, Zhiyang was still thinking, Qingqiu is now under the rule of Luoyuan. The last time he left the Qizhi Palace, his face looked not very good, and he was afraid that he might be injured. If the underworld takes advantage of this moment,

To break into Fandeng City directly is to go deep into the tiger's den.

Could it be that he wanted to kill Luo Yuan directly while Luo Yuan was injured? Or that something happened to Jing Qian and the others, causing chaos in the underworld and wanting to annex Qingqiu?

Zhiyang thought so and slowly stopped on the street.

If she really wanted to kill Luo Yuan...should she help them?

Why hesitate?

Zhiyang's goal from the moment of his rebirth was revenge. He used the means of the underworld to make Luo Yuan die, and then he returned to Jiuzhongtian and took Ying Su away. He could eradicate two enemies in one fell swoop without any effort...

Zhiyang stood alone on the street, with mixed feelings in her heart, which she couldn't describe. She became indecisive and lost all judgment.

Just when Zhiyang was hesitant, the sound of footsteps behind him brought Zhiyang back to reality.

A black robe appeared in front of him, and a wide hood covered the man's face. Based on his figure, it was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

"Who are you?"

Zhiyang frowned, and looked at him quietly with a cold look in her eyes.

"Who are you? Didn't you come out so late to find me?"

Her cold voice made Zhiyang feel familiar. Why did the person from the underworld appear in front of him now during the day?

"People from the Nether Clan, what are you doing in Qingqiu?"

"You haven't answered my question yet, who are you?"

In a short period of time, all Zhiyang's rationality is about to move. Time is running out, so hurry up, ally with her, and let her kill Luo Yuan!

"I am who I am, shouldn't you go to Qizhi Palace? This is Fandeng City, and the person you are looking for is not here."

Zhiyang's eyes fell under the hood. Although she couldn't see her face clearly, under the moonlight and the surrounding lights, she could vaguely see that she was a woman.

"The Palace of Qi? You are right. If you want to take revenge, you must go to the Palace of Qi."

The woman's voice was calm, and no waves could be heard.

Could it be that she and Luo Yuan also have a grudge? Zhiyang thought to herself, but looking at the woman's tone, it didn't seem like there was any big grudge.

"Girl, if you go to Qizhi Palace to take revenge, I can help you, but you have to promise me not to harm innocent people like Qingqiu."

"I don't think you need to take care of my affairs!"

The woman in black robe did not want to return to Zhiyang's question, and her anger obviously increased a bit as she spoke. Zhiyang quietly observed the person in front of him, not knowing what this person was thinking.

Zhiyang's face gradually darkened, and the biting coldness and murderous aura in her eyes made people feel a little scary. Until now, the underworld woman in front of her always had an inexplicable hostility.

"Don't blame me for being rude."

Zhiyang said these words very seriously. Facing the people in the underworld, he did not dare to fight easily at this moment. Although his internal strength was stable, he still lacked a ray of essence in his soul. If he took action now, he would be discovered by someone with intentions.

If so, it would inevitably alarm Jiuzhongtian. If that happened, what he would face would be the encirclement and suppression of that year...

At this time, she didn't want to add unnecessary trouble to herself.

"This is Qingqiu, please don't cause unnecessary trouble."

Zhiyang put away the anger in her eyes, told him lightly, turned around, flicked her sleeves, and prepared to leave.

"It's not a problem, I'm here to see an old friend."

He gave a calm answer without any doubts, and without the stern words just now, he said bluntly: "You and my friend look exactly the same, so I want to confirm."

Zhiyang stood not far away, and doubts suddenly arose in her heart. She had used disguise techniques along the way, for fear that the fairy would recognize her appearance.

Could it be that the face in his disguise collided with that of the fairy, which attracted the fairy from the underworld to look for her?

"That's a coincidence. I've been in Qingqiu for thousands of years and I've never known anyone from the underworld."

Zhiyang didn't turn around, and didn't want to be entangled any more, so she planned to leave.

"A little immortal who has lived for thousands of years can clearly see my medical miasma and know that I am from the underworld?"

Zhiyang, who stopped where he was, looked back and his eyes tightened, knowing that the person in front of him was not an ordinary person, and it was very likely that he had seen through his disguise.

The air seemed to be solidifying quietly, and it felt like that again...

I was born in it, and the chilling and cold breath was attacking me, making me feel lonely.

A devil, now he is afraid of being alone?

This is really laughable to say.

A witch from the Three Realms, how dare she expect someone to betray the Three Realms with her, hoping to have someone trustworthy around her?

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Zhiyang came to the black-robed woman in a breath and strangled her neck with one hand. The killing in his eyes was already raging, as if her life would be in his hands in the next second.

"This is Qingqiu. Nothing will happen if a person from the underworld dies. Even if you go to the Nine Heavens, you just broke into Qingqiu without permission."

The coldness on her face seemed to have transformed Zhiyang's whole person. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, adding a bit of intoxicating charm, which was beautiful but poisonous.

"Azhi..."

This soft call made Zhiyang wake up a little, her eyes were fixed, the strength in her hands was reduced a little, and she looked at the person in front of her steadily.

"Who are you anyway?"

The woman in black robe did not speak. She slowly raised her hands and took off the hood on her head.

Zhiyang immediately retracted her hand, her eyes trembled, and the hand holding her neck instantly let go. When she saw the person in front of her, the excitement in her eyes flowed out, and she grabbed her arms with complete disbelief in her eyes.

"Sister Jingqian..."

A few tears slowly flowed out of her purple eyes. Jing Qian's eyes narrowed and she looked at Zhiyang's face, wondering if it was a dream.

"Azhi... it's really you, you are really still alive..."

Zhiyang smiled: "It's me, sister, I'm still alive!"

Jing Qian stared at Zhiyang, her eyes became concerned, and she looked at Zhiyang carefully: "I'm back, just come back. I've been looking for you for a long time. If I hadn't met you in the tavern today, I don't know how long I would have been looking for you.

"

After saying that, she quickly hugged Zhiyang in front of her, fearing that she would disappear in the next second.

The news in the underworld was not as good as that in the Nine Heavens. Seven days had passed since the encirclement and suppression when Zhi Yang died. Jing Qian searched for three days in Guiweihe, but could not see Zhi Yang’s soul. Starting from the underworld, in the Three Realms

, looking for Zhiyang’s scattered souls.
Chapter completed!