The only way

Chapter 420 Misfortunes Never Come Alone
Mo Huai.

That man with mustache, wearing a Taoist robe, with a cheerful temperament like a knight-errant, has passed five years since the farewell that year, and has never seen him in this square falling demon city.

Lingchu didn't expect that when they meet again, it will be on the death tablet.

When Lingchu saw the name on the death tablet, he still couldn't believe it.

I even thought about whether it might be the same name, but the magic on the death tablet is naturally more than that.

Some people stand in front of the death tablet and do not leave. Perhaps there is a sense of mourning in it. The most important thing is that the name on the death tablet, if you probe into the spiritual consciousness, you can see the detailed information behind the name.

It was the ones that Lingchu had recorded when he first went to the battlefield six years ago, including his life, origin and cultivation.

With these things, even if you haven't seen the appearance of the person with this name, everyone can clearly understand whether this name is the person you think in your heart.

At the beginning of the spirit, he penetrated into the consciousness, and also saw the information after the name on the death tablet.

On the way to the restaurant, Lingchu even sent out a sound transmission talisman, but there was no response for a long time.

The moment he pushed open the private room door, Lingchu had already made up his mind.

Just like back in Falling Demon City, senior Li Duanyang and Gao Suiyuan left so unexpectedly.

Lingchu drank the wine quietly, the hot feeling burned her throat a little hot, and made her whole face turn red, but she was not drunk, nor did her eyes turn red.

To be honest, regarding Mo Huai's fall, Lingchu felt sad, shocked, and unbelievable, but it was not heartbreaking.

It's just a little emotional, as if it was yesterday that they fought side by side, but when they turned their heads, they were separated, and heaven and man were separated forever.

"Is it someone you know?" Jiang Hanyan has been in Luoyao City for six years, but she still hasn't learned to drink. Of course, it's not that she can't, but she doesn't want to.

Holding a cup of clear tea in his right hand, he sighed and looked at Lingchu.

Lingchu hummed softly, then let out a long breath, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and used all the heat on his face with spiritual power, his eyes were clear, "I haven't seen you for a long time, I just didn't expect , meeting again will be on the stele of death, just a little sad for a while."

After six years of life and death killings, Lingchu also went to the city wall several times, and saw so many deaths that it was difficult for him to feel turbulent about life and death.

"I was just thinking, sometimes, life and death seem to be so impermanent, elusive, and powerless." Lingchu propped his chin with his hands, blinked his long eyelashes, and fixed his dark eyes Looking at a picture of falling plums on the wall of the private room.

Looking at the picture of falling plums with white snow and red plums, Lingchu suddenly smiled and said, "Looking at that picture, I remembered decades ago when we cooked tea and wine among white snow and red plums, Let’s talk about the world and imagine the future.”

Jiang Hanyan followed Lingchu's line of sight, saw the same picture of falling plums, and also remembered the scene of that day, the expression on his face softened, "Yeah, thinking about it now, it's really a pleasure. thing."

Situ Yang and Shen Wenzhou, who had been silent all this time, looked over, and seemed to remember the scene that day, and they both raised their lips and smiled.

The atmosphere in the private room became much more relaxed and gentle for a while.

Both the seriousness and hostility on the faces of the few people slowly dissipated.

Situ Yang stayed in Demon Falling City for several years, but he has tempered his temper a lot, and now his level of taciturnity is almost comparable to that of Shen Wenzhou.

As for Shen Wenzhou, he became even more silent.

However, when mentioning the past when they were young, everyone still opened up some chatterboxes. No one wanted to mention the beast tide or the stele of death.

Until the arrival of a sound transmission talisman, the atmosphere in the private room suddenly dropped to freezing point.

This sound transmission talisman was sent by Yu Xiaoxiao who didn't come.

Lingchu raised his hand and lightly tapped the sound transmission talisman, and saw that the sound transmission talisman slowly burned into ashes in the air, and Lingchu's face turned pale in an instant.

Jiang Hanyan was still the first to speak, "Little Junior Sister, is something wrong?"

Everyone didn't pay attention to Yu Xiaoxiao and Yun Haotian who didn't come because Lingchu didn't see their names on the death tablet, but this doesn't mean that they are really safe and sound.

Because, on the stele of death, there is a high possibility that the name of the person will be missed.

For example, if the whole person is swallowed by monsters, for example, if the special token made by Luoyao City is destroyed, it is possible that the Monument of Rebirth may not be able to sense it.

They just don't want to think about the worst outcome, and would rather just be late.

At first, when they saw Yu Xiaoxiao's sound-transmitting talisman, they were delighted at first, but when Lingchu's face changed drastically, everyone knew that the sound-transmitting talisman was not good news.

Jiang Hanyan and Yu Xiaoxiao have a deep relationship, and they are also the most anxious one among them.

Lingchu didn't answer immediately, but fell into a moment of silence, staring at the wine gourd in his hand, his eyes turned red in an instant.

Even just now, when she heard the news of Mo Huai's death, Lingchu didn't have red eyes, but now, her eyes are red.

"Lingchu, what happened?" The fear in Jiang Hanyan's heart gradually rose, and her voice trembled a little.

What happened in the end would make Lingchu's eyes blush.

Even Situ Yang and Shen Wenzhou frowned, they were not familiar with Yu Xiaoxiao before, but after these six years, Yu Xiaoxiao is the youngest junior sister, everyone has feelings, naturally Also got along with a lot of feelings.

Immediately also a little anxious.

At this moment, Lingchu looked away from the wine gourd, the tip of his nose was slightly sour, and he said, "Little junior sister didn't have any accidents, it's Senior Brother Yun."

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone realized that Lingchu's voice became a little hoarse.

After listening to the first half of Lingchu's words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and after hearing the second half, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone knows who Senior Brother Yun is in Lingchu's mouth, Yun Haotian.

In the past six years, everyone's relationship has become closer and closer. Even a cold person like Yun Haotian gets along very well with everyone.

What's more, for Lingchu, Senior Sister Mingyue and Senior Brother Yun Haotian were the first two senior brothers and sisters she met.

The three of them were also the first partners to experience life and death together.

As for Senior Brother Yun Haotian, being the oldest of the three and the only man, even though he is as cold-tempered as Senior Sister Mingyue, he still takes good care of the two Senior Sisters.

(End of this chapter)