Your Majesty doesn't know

He Zichen was puzzled and couldn't help walking towards the phoenix statue.

After walking for a while, He Zichen suddenly felt something was wrong.The place where he was originally standing was only a few dozen steps away from the statue, how could the distance not be shortened after walking for a while?

He Zichen had a bad premonition, and subconsciously turned to look at Sheng Ling, but behind him was a blurred spot of light, like a bowl-shaped cover that separated him from the outside world, and the air was full of demonic energy, so where was the shadow of Sheng Ling?

He Zichen knew that he had been tricked. Although he was a little anxious, he found that the other party's target seemed to be himself.So it's not a panic.He looked around calmly, all the scenery and the sky above his head were separated by a film of light, making them look hazy.

At this time, a huge light formation suddenly appeared on the ground, and countless strange runes flowed on the formation, He Zichen's heart tightened, and he ran away without hesitation.

That is the soul-departing array!

Three years ago, he had strayed into the soul-separating array set up by Sheng Ling, which caused his soul to separate from his body.

Suddenly, a group of people or demons suddenly appeared in the black mist-like demonic energy around them. They were dressed in colorful clothes, and they all rushed towards He Zichen with their teeth and claws open, trying to prevent him from leaving.

He Zichen didn't realize that these were neither humans nor demons, but puppets without consciousness until they confronted each other head-on!

These puppets are not afraid of pain or death. Even if a leg is cut off by He Zichen, they still hop on one foot and attack him. What's more terrible is that in this weird enchantment, they can't escape or use spells. Resist and bear with the flesh.Although He Zichen didn't immediately fall into the disadvantaged position, he was a little bit clumsy.

Sweat gradually broke out on He Zichen's head, and while resisting, he cursed in his heart, what the hell was hiding, and he didn't dare to show up and use these crooked ways to deal with him.

He didn't dare to pause for a moment, and tried his best to deal with these puppets, but he was watching around from the corner of his eyes.

The puppets have no consciousness, but these puppets move very flexibly, and are almost the same as ordinary people except that they don't feel pain. This means that the person who manipulates the puppets must be watching him nearby and manipulating the puppets according to his reaction at any time!

The corner of He Zichen's mouth curled up into a sneer, the puppet is not afraid of pain and will not die, but the manipulator hiding in the dark is not impossible to deal with, otherwise he would not hide his head and tail and dare not show his face.So, what he has to do is to find the person who manipulated the puppet!

When He Zichen was thinking about it, he found that the attacks of the puppets who were fighting him slowed down, and their movements gradually became a little stiff, as if the puppet's manipulator had nothing to do with it.But before he had time to be happy, he discovered that the huge Soul-Leaving Formation on the ground had begun to operate, like an astrolabe of fate, bringing him back to the general scene three years ago.

It turned out that the movement of the puppet became sluggish because the man in the dark was distracted to operate the Soul-Living Formation.

He Zichen suddenly felt fear in his heart. He was too familiar with this scene. He knew that as long as the formation was rotated nine times, his soul would float out of his body, and this time, with the shackles of the barrier, he would never have the upper hand again. Good luck coming back.

That "it" is determined to take his soul away. As for where his soul will be captured and what it will be used for, He Zichen is not too curious.He only knew that if he left this time, he and Sheng Ling would probably say goodbye forever.

What will Sheng Ling do then?

That person seemed calm and breezy, but the stubbornness and persistence in his bones were not less than that of He Zichen.I searched for him for three years last time, and my hair turned gray. What about this time?

Thinking of the scene that he saw in the dark when the soul left the body-Sheng Ling stood in the soul-calling array that was classified as a forbidden technique with a scepter in his hand, his face withered, his hair was covered with snow, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and finally fainted. Falling on the formation - He Zichen felt very worried, what should he do now?what can he do

Glancing at the phoenix statue from the corner of the eye, He Zichen didn't have time to think about anything, but just had a firm intuition—the main messenger behind it was there!

He immediately left these puppets, even if he was attacked, he didn't respond, but ran towards the giant phoenix statue like crazy.

He Zichen seemed to be running wildly on the vast desert. The oasis was clearly in front of him, but he couldn't get close to it no matter what. The unchanging distance was stretched far away in despair. The so-called hope turned out to be just a mirage...

The Lihun Formation had turned seven and a half times, and He Zichen stopped suddenly, he didn't want to run away.

How could the carefully woven trap be broken by him so easily? In fact, everything was just a futile struggle.There are thousands of reconciliations in his heart, but when the last moment is approaching, he suddenly doesn't want to do meaningless resistance anymore, so let's do it...

After the eighth turn of the Lihun Formation, He Zichen turned his head and looked at the place where Sheng Ling was in his impression——

There is still a fog-like demonic energy, and there are still scattered buildings and towers in the distance, and there is no one on the empty ground.

He Zichen was taken aback, where is Sheng Ling?

No, no, no, when did that light curtain disappear?

He Zichen turned around again, and when he raised his head slightly, he found that the bowl-shaped enchantment of golden light was rapidly shattering, turning into light dust floating in the wind, and a person came stepping into the air, dressed in white like snow, falling like a bolt of lightning. Clap your palms on the rotating formation.

The light from the Lihun Formation suddenly dimmed and gradually disappeared. He Zichen noticed that the spiritual power in his body was able to function again, so he quickly flew towards Shengling.

"Sheng Ling! Your hand!" He Zichen said in shock.

Sheng Ling's palm was bright red, and blood was still dripping down in big drops. He Zichen looked at the disabled soul-leaving formation, and understood that it was Sheng Ling who destroyed the formation with his own blood.

Sheng Ling's face turned pale, and bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes. Seeing He Zichen's worried eyes, he shook his head and said calmly, "I'm fine."

Clenching his fist and using spiritual power to temporarily stop the bleeding, without thinking about what to say to He Zichen, Sheng Ling's eyes were sharp, his face was covered with frost, and he turned and swept towards the stone statue.

The next thing went smoothly unexpectedly, Sheng Ling pulled out a woman from behind the stone statue, and threw her on the open ground in front of her with a cold face.

The woman was wearing a crimson gauze dress with jingling rings, knelt on the ground extremely delicately, as if she was dying.Sheng Ling glanced at his hand suspiciously. Although he was angry, he controlled it without making too much effort. Why does this female devil seem to have suffered a great trauma?

The woman propped herself up with her hands and raised her head, revealing a beautiful and bright face.

"It's you?!"

He Zichen and Sheng Ling said in unison, and after they finished speaking, they both looked at each other in surprise, wondering how the other party knew her.

Strictly speaking, He Zichen didn't know this witch, he just saw her face.

Back then in Shili Guipo, countless heroic souls grieved for her fall in their memories—it was the princess in red who fell from a horse and died, the last descendant of the ancient Shu royal family.

He Zichen was a little surprised, but not very surprised. After all, the memory he saw happened ten thousand years ago, and it was in such a strange place as Shili Guipo. The people inside had a kind of mystery. It is not very inconceivable to be transformed into a demon and survive for thousands of years.

But how did Sheng Ling recognize her?At Sheng Ling's age, it is naturally impossible to see the princess of the ancient Shu Kingdom, and Sheng Ling did not see the scenes he saw, but now he seems to know this female devil, and her expression is quite familiar, and there is something special about her. What's the reason?

However, Sheng Ling's mood at this moment was not as relaxed as He Zichen's. He looked at the stunning female devil with a complicated expression, hoping that he had admitted his mistake.

"You guys are here..." the female devil stood up, her bright and unparalleled face showed some kindness, she looked at Sheng Ling, and said hello very affectionately, "Little Sheng Ling, you have grown up."

"You... Yunju, how could it be you?"

The female devil's words made Sheng Ling unable to even deceive himself and others. This is indeed the person in his memory.Sheng Ling's eyes were full of disbelief, and he frowned and pondered for a moment, as if he finally understood something, his eyes suddenly turned cold, "So it was you! It was you four years ago? From the beginning to the end...it was you!"

"That's right, it's me." Seeing his shocked appearance, the woman named Yunju smiled even brighter. She simply nodded and admitted, fearing that they didn't understand enough details, she also explained thoughtfully, "Attack Zhaixing I was the one who went upstairs, I was the one who secretly designed He Zichen's soul, and I was the one who tried every means to make trouble for you..."

"You, how could you?!" Sheng Ling's voice trembled with anger.

But He Zichen was confused and couldn't help asking: "Can you explain to me first, who is she?"

He had never seen Sheng Ling look so angry, it was like reuniting with an old lover who broke up...

old lover?He Zichen was startled, it couldn't be true, could it?

Sheng Ling didn't look back, his eyes were still fixed on the female demon, his hands were trembling, and he almost gritted his teeth and said, "She is my master's lover." After a pause, he added, "Once upon a time."

It turned out to be Bai Feng's old lover, not Sheng Ling's, that's good, that's good.He Zichen heaved a sigh of relief, his eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted, "What? She, she, she, she is Uncle Bai Feng's... lover? Why didn't I know?"

"Not only you don't know, but I'm afraid that everyone else in Zhaixing Tower doesn't know." Sheng Ling sighed softly, "Master cherishes her like a jewel, and never lets outsiders see her."

"Hahahaha! Lover? Bright jewels? It's ridiculous..." Yunju laughed out loud at Sheng Ling's words, as if hearing a great joke.

After laughing for a while, she suddenly stopped laughing, and her whole face quickly turned cold. It was clearly a proud and bright girl's face, but her eyes were a bit vicissitudes, and she instantly showed an aging appearance, as if all her energy had been consumed by a burst of laughter just now. time and emotions.

Yunju lowered her gaze, and murmured in a low voice: "Where is my precious jewel? I'm just gravel, rubble, or something else that can be thrown away at will..."

Knowing the emotional entanglement between Yunju and Baifeng, He Zichen couldn't treat her as an ordinary enemy for a while. Her infatuated eyes and tone made him want to know more, so he couldn't help but take a step forward, "Miss Yunju , did you have any misunderstanding with him? Also, how did you...become a demon?"