Order of the Pleiades

Later, the two of them sat in the hall honestly, waiting for He Chenze to repair the door after casting a spell before discussing how to get the fragments.

Mu Yi was obviously interested in the little pompom, and after taking it from Yu Huan, he held it in his arms and never let go.

When He Chenze came in from the outside, he saw the pitiful appearance of the yellow pompon being so crowded that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Thank you."

Yu Huan knew that this person was very lazy, and he must be unwilling to repair a door.

"It's okay, your father's handed down chalcedony also looks quite expensive, but it's a pity that it was given away as soon as it was handed down to you."

According to Mu Yi later, Master Yu stood there with a sad expression all afternoon.

In the end, after learning from the pain, I decided that one person should do the work and the other should be responsible, and I endured it again.

"Muyi, tell me about your eyes."

He Chenze went to a nearby pond to get some fish in the afternoon, but unfortunately there was no salt or vinegar, so he had to make do with it.

He didn't look picky at all, and was happy to eat the fish, seeing that Yu Huan raised his head when he asked him, and the corners of his mouth were still covered with crumbs.

"Grandma was already like this when I picked me up."

Yu Huan suddenly remembered something, his gaze passed He Chenze inadvertently, and he saw that the other hand was propping his chin with one hand, while the other hand rested on the table and tapped his fingers one after another.

"Is there anything that makes you different from ordinary people?"

The hand that knocked on the table paused, waiting for the child to answer.

Mu Yi thought for a while, put down the fish in his hand, and twisted his hands: "Anyone who touches me will get sick..."

"Is it contagious?" He Chenze rarely asked.

The child shook his head, scratching the back of his hand with his nails anxiously.

The other two exchanged glances, and Yuhuan pushed the dish of fish in front of him: "It's okay, let's eat."

After the meal was full, Yu Huan drove him to sleep in another room, leaving the two of them at the table.Yu Huan knew that He Chenze had something to say, so he packed up the fish bones and waited for him to speak.

"He wasn't born with it."

"The soul stone was given to him by the ghost Jinyang, that's why he was infected with the disease."

Yu Huan didn't know how He Chenze guessed it, but since he said so, he believed it, and continued to ask what he said.

"But why did you give him the ghost golden goat?"

He Chenze pondered for a moment, then turned his gaze to the direction he was looking at.

"He wants to bring me here."

It was quiet all around, and He Chenze could hear Yu Huan's stagnant and continuous breathing for a while.

"He Chenze, there are no stars tonight." Yu Huan's voice was low, suppressing his anxiety.

He Chenze nodded, got up and walked towards the room where Mu Yi was step by step, the sound of boots slamming on the ground was clear, with a strange and empty echo.

He touched the door with five fingers, and the moment the door was tilted, there were several loud noises behind him.

He Chenze's whole body shook violently, and his vision suddenly blurred.

The dagger pierced through the chest, the sharp edge was stained with blood, and the hilt on the back was inserted into the wound with force.

The blood splashed when it was pierced, and a drop happened to hit Yuhuan's eyes, dyeing the whites of his eyes red.

The wooden door in front of him was also pushed open at the same time, and the juvenile was held in the mouth of a giant sheep inside.Mu Yi was still conscious, and when he saw He Chenze, he struggled more violently, crying hoarsely.

He Chenze barely stood against the wall, without looking back.The pain in the chest was not severe, it was just like a ball of fire condensed there, burning fiercely.

Black smoke rose, and when the ghost golden sheep came out of the smoke, it held the eyes with one hand.

"Zhang Yuelu is dead."

The other hand grabbed Yu Huan who was behind He Chenze in the air, and the other hand turned into a few wisps of black smoke in his palm in an instant.

"Yuhuan is dead."

He walked up to He Chenze step by step, watching the wound on his chest gradually heal.

So Ghost Jinyang held the sword blade protruding from his chest, and the thick slurry trickled down his fingertips into the groove of the sword, all the way into He Chenze's wound.

"Jiaomujiao deserves to die too."

When he said it, he squeezed it hard with one hand, and the place where the thick slurry went was like magma burning, and it exploded in the wound in the chest cavity.

He Chenze let out a muffled snort, unable to hold on anymore, fell to the ground on one knee.

At the same time, the dagger protruded from the wound, and he held it in the hand hidden in his sleeve without any trace.

Ghost Jinyang knocked his eyes out from the back of his neck, squatted down along him, and looked at He Chenze with a smile.

"You killed two Xingjun, aren't you afraid of Xuan Huang's chaos?"

Ghost Jinyang turned his head to stare at He Chenze's face, black smoke circled He Chenze's neck vaguely several times.

Suddenly a white figure appeared indistinctly behind him, and gradually carved into the appearance of Zhang Yuelu.

"So let me take a good look now, and don't look like you when the illusion comes out."

"I nailed Zhang Yuelu there back then, and I was allowed to watch it for a long time."

He Chenze's breathing gradually became heavy, and when his fingertips touched the black smoke, he was burned and let out a hissing sound.He gritted his teeth tightly when he heard the word Zhang Yuelu, and veins popped out of his forehead.

Ghost Jinyang's eyes were half closed, and the black smoke wrapped around He Chenze's neck tightened inch by inch, and gradually touched the skin, leaving red marks.

"Lin Jian!!"

He Chenze suddenly yelled loudly, and his whole body violently moved forward. At the same time, the black smoke cut into his flesh due to his actions, and the sword hidden in his sleeve was thrown out in response.

At the same time that He Chenze fell to the ground with exhaustion, blue mist rose from his left eye, and Lin Jian's Broken Soul jumped up to catch the hilt of the sword, and stabbed fiercely into the back of Ghost Jinyang's neck.

Ghost Jinyang still had nothing to say, so he could only open his mouth empty, the air passed through his throat, and he couldn't utter a word.

sound.

He Chenze propped his right elbow on the ground, bent his left arm back to gather strength, and a blow pierced through his chest, and when he pierced through, there was a bloody heart in his palm.

With some effort, He Chenze pulled his hand out of Ghost Jinyang's body. Looking at the viscera that was still twitching slightly, he loosened his fingers and let it fall to the ground, covered with dust.

Lin Jian wanted to run over, but after a few steps, he was pulled hard and fell back.

He looked blankly at his empty hands, which were a pair of ten fingers that wanted to touch He Chenze.Lin Jian turned around and saw Mu Yi who was unconscious beside him, and then remembered that he was trapped in his left eye.

The distance between Muyi and He Chenze is neither far nor close, just the distance that can assassinate the ghost Jinyang but cannot touch He Chenze.

He wanted to go back and call Xing Muyi, but he was trapped in Mu Yihun, the two could not coexist.

So Lin Jian could only stand there with his hands down, watching He Chenze struggle to stand up bit by bit.

With his most familiar face, still rebellious, looking at himself like a floating soul, he slowly raised his foot and landed heavily, crushing that heart.

After crushing it, He Chenze still hadn't let go of his anger, he kicked the belly of the ghost golden sheep that fell on the ground, kicking and beating again.

Then he simply sat down on the ground, breathed heavily for a long time, kicked the ghost Jinyang away childishly while panting, and kicked the other party all the way to the corner.

He Chenze pushed his arms behind his back, and just stared at Lin Jian in a dazed manner.

Lin Jian was still standing there smiling at him at first, but later the man looked at him for too long, so he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him, thinking that the other party was in a daze.

"Don't move, let me watch."

The hand froze suddenly.

It was only then that Lin Jian realized that this cynical fairy in front of him... had been so exhausted by himself, worried about gains and losses and terrified.

Coupled with the glaring pool of blood on his chest, it made people's eyes sore.

It is still not easy for mortal weapons to hurt He Chenze, so except for the wound left by the thick pulp of the ghost golden sheep, everything else has almost healed, but the blood stain on the chest looks more shocking.

"Don't look at it."

It hurts me to see it.

Lin Jian only said the first half of the sentence, scolding He Chenze jokingly.He Chenze also regained his former self, joking back with a clever tongue.

"Ghost Jinyang said he watched you for a long time, I want to see you back."

"You've been watching for a long time!"

"No, it's not fair, don't cover your face!"

The pain, despair, life, and death were smoothed out a little bit by He Chenze's jokes, and dissipated in the exchange of words.

Lin Jian covered his face with one hand, watching He Chenze's appearance in the mortal world through his fingers.

Remove a few points of lingering, and add a few inches of brightness.

The hostility in the eyebrows and eyes are all gone, only the thousands of tenderness left for him are left.

Another eyelid twitched, and Lin Jian sensed it and turned to look at the child.

"The human being mentioned by the ghost Jinyang is not dead, he went to treat the infected people."

"There is a towering rotten locust tree in Nangui Forest, you go back and find Xinyuehu."

"Let this child join the army and take it back to the border. When the teacher returns to the court, the first tear in his left eye will be the soul stone."

A black shadow flashed outside the collapsed courtyard and fell into Lin Jian's eyes.

"Ghost Jinyang didn't come here this time to test your depth. Killing him is definitely not an easy task."

At the same time, the decayed wooden door creaked, and Yu Huan came in from outside the house.

The man was calm when he saw the mess in the house, but he was in a daze when he saw He Chenze's blood-stained coat.

He saw that his dagger was lying on his side, and he put his hand on his waist, and felt for nothing.

"He Chenze."

He tentatively called He Chenze's name, without much panic on his face, but his heart was beating like a drum.

When he approached and found that most of the blood on He Chenze's body was behind his back, his hand that touched the empty sheath was cold.

"It's just dirty blood."

He Chenze frowned and looked at himself in a mess, but when he wanted to cast a spell, he found that he couldn't concentrate, and the fireflies floating around were so dim that they were barely visible.

The blood vessels in his wrist were faintly blackened, locking up all his spiritual power.

With a composed expression, He Chenze hid his hands in his sleeves, and walked towards Lin Jian stepping on the phantom of himself transformed into a ghost golden sheep.

Yuhuan also stepped into the house step by step.

Then see that person.

The moment they saw each other, it sounded like thunder.

He seemed to suddenly understand what is the crown of heaven and earth, and what is the difference between cloud and mud.

Understand what is not dyed and what is a god, understand why He Chenze will never forget him.

The never-before-seen soreness in his chest surged up mixed with envy and shock, stabbing him so hard that he couldn't move.

The person in front of him should be the god described in the ancient books with all his pen and ink, and he is so beautiful and indescribable.

Her hair is like autumn frost, her eyes and eyebrows are clear, but the smoke and dust are gradually dissipating, adding a bit of poignancy.

He saw the divine man looking at him, his brows and eyes were slightly raised before he disappeared, and the corners of his pale lips were raised.

Yuhuan heard the ethereal sound of the morning bell of the ancient temple coming to his ears, that was two words.

"Thank you."

Thank you for taking care of this annoying big kid in his absence.

Thank him for being willing to be by this person's side when he left, so that he would not be displaced and restless.

After the man disappeared, He Chenze stared blankly at the place where Lin Jian had been, his back was unusually thin.

Yu Huan was stunned beside the mess, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

A rare silence.