friend of women

Jiuzhao is lying on the edge of Jingyesi Cliff, there is not even a moon in the underworld, looking up at the top of the head, there is a hazy night, with a little light, as if covered by a layer of veil, you will never be able to see clearly.

Today is just like the person in memory.

He saw a young man in white standing in a dead bamboo forest, and thick dark clouds piled up in the sky, as if they could drip water if they were denser.

And the ancestor was standing in the forest, no longer wearing the slightly shabby blue clothes but a black brocade robe, with cloud patterns embroidered with gold thread on it. pattern printing.

Jiu Zhao looked at the ancestor, his eyes did not have the warmth of the past, his whole body was like a sharp sword with a sheath under the abyss, as cold as if he would pull out the sword and attack you in the next second.

He looked at the young man indifferently, without any warmth, not like seeing a person, but like seeing a dead thing.

The young man wanted to stop him but was held back by someone. When he turned around, he found that his sleeve was being pulled by a man. The man was wearing a blue shirt and looked at him complicatedly with gentle eyes.

The young man wanted to struggle, but found that he couldn't move at all. The ancestor looked at him indifferently, and turned to leave.

"Xi Yu!" The young man shouted anxiously.

The ancestor didn't seem to hear Tao Tao calling him, and kept walking forward.

"Xi Yu, Xi Yu, are you leaving me?"

He glared angrily at the man with a gentle and gentle face and said, "Who are you, why are you holding me, let go!"

The man's eyes were gloomy, with unknown emotions floating, like the sky before the haze, trying to squeeze out water solemnly.

Suddenly the blue shirt sighed, closed his eyes and let go of him.

The young man hurriedly chased after him. No matter how hard he tried to catch up, he couldn't catch up with the man in black in front of him. He was only a few steps away. He didn't know what to do and why Xi Yu didn't stop.

The clouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker, as if he heard the voice of the man, the heavy rain fell quickly and urgently, and the sky and the earth became blurred in an instant. Everything was watered by the heavy rain. As soon as he slipped, he fell heavily on the ground, and the muddy water splashed wet his clothes.

Xi Yu didn't seem to see or hear, just walked forward.

Jiuzhao only saw the man shouting hoarsely: "Xi Yu!"

Xi Yu didn't look back, there was a strong sadness floating in the world, as if he wanted to take advantage of the heavy rain to vent, the rain hit Jiu Zhao's face, and he woke up in pain.

Jiuzhao struggled to open his eyes, and felt his face was cool, and his face was full of tears.

"It's really annoying!" Jiuzhao wiped his face and cursed. Every time he had that dream, he would be moved to tears by the scene in the dream. It was clearly not something he had experienced, but it had troubled him for so many years.

The man who was happy in the dream turned cold eyes in the next second, and the resolute indifference in leaving made Jiu Zhao couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

If I knew I shouldn't be greedy at the beginning, what good things can be thrown from the cliff.

Thinking of this, Jiu Zhao couldn't help but slapped himself.

However, this time I finally heard the man's name clearly.Jiuzhao's face was gloomy and unclear, as expected he was good, Xiyu was not only the man in his memory, but also the ancestor of Jiuchongtianwai.

Since Xi Yu is the man in black, who is that young man?

A figure suddenly appeared in Jiuzhao's mind.

No, no, although he couldn't see that person's face clearly, it was definitely not Jia Luo...it must not be him, if it was him... wouldn't it be the person who was with the patriarch day and night...

Bah bah bah bah...

"Jiuzhao, what are you doing here? The palace king is looking for you!" Aning held a silver whip and looked at Jiuzhao with a smile, which made the latter's heart tighten.

"You spread the word as soon as you pass it on. What's the point of holding a whip?"

Aning grinned and showed her white teeth: "The palace king said, if you want to run away, you will be tied back."

Jiuzhao rolled his eyes at Aning and patted his body: "Why don't I dare to go, but don't scare me in the name of imperial decree!"

Ah Ning didn't care when she saw that she was exposed, she smiled vaguely: "Do you know what the palace king wants from you?"

Jiu Zhao hasn't recovered from the dream just now, he frowned: "How do I know?"

After the battle of Xishan, he had to go to great lengths to rescue Jia Luo, watching him beat the envoy sent by the heaven to half death, the bloody scene made Jiu Zhao feel disgusted.

Although it was Jia Luo who protected him, Jiu Zhao always felt a little awkward in his heart. The Jia Luo he saw that day seemed a little different.

After that day, this man took Xi Yu to stay in the small courtyard, and no one in the underworld dared to disturb him without saying anything.

Aning looked at Jiu Zhao's expression and knew what this fellow was thinking.

"The palace kings were not so kind in the first place, maybe what you saw that day was the real ten palace kings."

"........."

Nine moves expressionless: "Have you learned mind reading skills?"

"That's not true, but no matter what the palace king is, isn't he still protecting you?" Ah Ning looked at Jiu Zhao's earthy face and laughed.

"I followed the Palace King a long time ago. At that time, he was just in charge of the lord of the underworld, and there were eight hundred immortals in the sky who coveted the Lord of the Underworld. I have become the object of jealousy. Have you ever seen Jiang You? I heard that the palace king almost killed her recently. Jiang You is my half-sister and the first daughter of the Demon King. "

Aning paused and waved the whip in his hand with no expression on his face: "The demons have always respected strength, and no one would care about someone as weak as me even if he was chopped off by Jiang You. When Yi escaped and she was dying, the palace king rescued me and brought me back."

"So I am very grateful to him. He neither cares about my identity nor dislikes my ability. Although the palace king sometimes has a weird temper, I know that he is extremely protective. As long as it is someone he recognizes, no one can touch it."

"So I am very grateful to you for saving the palace king. If you have troubles in the future, just call me. I, Aning, will definitely not refuse!"

Jiuzhao was not moved at all by her words, but rather sneered: "You say you have no ability, what can you do for me if something happens to me? Do you want to die?"

"........."

Ah Ning: Why doesn't this kind of person die sooner!

Jia Luo looked at the chain in his hand, and he also took the bald donkey Mingjing's two remaining sea soul beast inner alchemy.

The shoulder injury was still aching. Jia Luo coughed and put the chain on Xi Yu's wrist. Although the idiot had recovered recently, he was lethargic. No matter how hard Jia Luo tossed him, he didn't respond. Sentence is not bad.

The fairy bone is back, but the Fallen Demon Seal is almost a disaster for Jia Luo, so he can only temporarily suppress it with the inner alchemy of the sea soul beast.

That day, he was only focused on killing Lu Yanzhi with a sword, but he forgot to ask if he gave the third section of the fairy bone, and the weird fifth section.

It's a pity that Lu Yanzhi is missing now, otherwise he would have crushed his bones and asked him for clarification before pulling out his tongue. If it wasn't for Mingjing's bald donkey, he would have stripped Lu Yanzhi of his fairy bones, that kind of beast is not worthy of life.

Po Meng died because of her, but he used this experience to hone his sword heart.

Could it be that the love and affection between him and Meng Po are all fake?

Jia Luo shook his head lightly and sighed slightly. If he asked himself, Jia Luo understood that Lu Yanzhi would not be such a person, and there must be something hidden in it. It was all in the memory that he threw down at the bottom of the cliff.

That day he tried to challenge Lu Yanzhi, Ming and Jing, but he didn't know whether he was dazzled by anger or resenting something in his heart... It seemed that he felt something was about to come out of his chest at that time... Only by venting it out can he feel better...

Jia Luo once went to look for it, but he couldn't see the so-called light group at the bottom of Yesi Cliff. Later, Jia Luo thought of nine tricks. He has been at the bottom of the cliff for so long, so he should have seen it.

"Hall King!"

"Are you here?" Jia Luo looked up at Jiu Zhao faintly, "I came to ask you something."

"Have you ever seen a light ball in Jingyesi, which contains a memory?"

Nine strokes: "...... seen..."

"where?"

Jiuzhao pointed to his stomach with a troubled face: "Here? I ate it!"

Now it was Jia Luo's turn to look ugly, no wonder he couldn't find it.

Seeing Jia Luo staring at his stomach, Nine Moves couldn't help but take a few steps back and shouted, "How many years has it been, it's already been digested and pulled out by me."

Jia Luo slowly withdrew his gaze and said, "If you joke again, I'll pull out your tongue."

"How did the palace king know about that light group?"

Jia Luo sneered a few times: "That's what this king asked people to throw down."

"What did you see inside?"

Jiuzhao secretly glanced at the man behind Jia Luo, and saw that he was frowning in his dream as if he was having a nightmare and couldn't extricate himself from it.

"I... dreamed of Xi Yu, and knew that he was the ancestor of Jiuchongtianwai."

"What else?" Jia Luo raised his eyebrows without surprise.

"I also saw a man in white who seemed to be Xi Yu's partner...but..."

"What else?" Jia Luo thought, thinking that the man in white might be the lacquer dye he had seen before.

"See..." Jiuzhao frowned and supported his head, "Seeing that Xi Yu finally left that man, it seemed that he had stabbed the sword into the man's chest fiercely, bleeding a lot... red... a lot... ..."

The more I talked about the nine tricks, the more I felt the headache was unbearable. It was clearly a scene I often dreamed about, but now I couldn’t remember even a single bit of it. It seemed as if my head would explode when I thought about it.

"Wake up!" Jia Luo yelled loudly, and cast a pure heart spell.

Jiuzhao looked up at Jia Luo with reddish eyes.

"Is that all there is to it?"

Jiuzhao nodded: "The memory seems to have been forcibly modified intermittently. After I eat it, I always have some weird dreams, most of which are related to the man in the dream."

"What is intermittent?" Jia Luo frowned.

"It's just that the memory is incoherent, all the pictures are fragments, I can't even see the face of Xi Yu and Xi Yu hugging the man, and I don't even know his name."