I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 82
The barren mountains and ridges are covered with drizzle. In this desolate countryside, no matter how Huo Taixian looks at it, it seems that he shouldn't be here.

But a person who shouldn't be here appeared in this barren mountain.

"I've seen you." Huo Taixian still sat on the ground, saluted casually, and leaned lazily against the big tree.

"Why are you here?" Ji Gongdan looked at Huo Taixian.

"Listen, the wailing in the wind. The one hundred thousand tragic corpses in front of the dragon gate were buried in the valley, and my lord asked me why I appeared here?" Huo Taixian smiled, the smile seemed a bit dazzling to Ji Gongdan, and he couldn't tell. Is it mocking or self-deprecating.

Holding the lantern, Ji Gongdan looked towards the valley in the distance, and then his face darkened: "I know what the Southwest Marquis did. But... the court needs stability and time."

"And did these 10 people die in vain?" Huo Taixian looked at Ji Gongdan with sharp eyes, tearing through the night, like a knife, constantly cutting him into pieces.

Ji Gongdan smiled bitterly, and shook his head helplessly after a long time: "Don't blame me."

"I don't blame you." Huo Taixian shook his head: "Everyone has everyone's position, everyone has everyone's point of view. I only hate myself for being incompetent and not being able to suppress the Southwest Hou. Otherwise, what would happen to those [-] people? will die tragically?"

"Why did your lord appear here?" Huo Taixian changed the subject.

At some point, there was an indescribable distance between the two of them, an indescribable estrangement.

"A thief stole my treasure right under my nose. I tracked it down, but the thief disappeared. Did you see anyone passing by here?" Ji Gongdan looked at Huo Taixian, his eyes fixed on him, watching Every expression on his body, every detail.

"I didn't see it! You don't suspect me, do you?" Huo Taixian asked back.

"The Panyang Lake is full of water vapor. There must have been a powerful person doing this before, displaying a mythical scroll." Ji Gongdan did not answer Huo Taixian's words, but turned to look at Panyang Lake in the dark night and said:

"There are still fluctuations in the air that cannot be dispelled by the law of lightning."

The meaning in his words is already obvious, if you have been standing here, why didn't you see someone cast a spell?

Huo Taixian said nothing, just picked up a sip of wine, and took a sip quietly.

"It's the mythical powerhouse who branded you with innate supernatural powers, didn't he?" Ji Gongdan looked at Huo Taixian.

Huo Taixian glanced at Ji Gongdan, lowered his head and did not speak.

"That scroll is my Atlas of Enlightenment. It is part of the atlas I have cultivated. It will be very troublesome if it is lost. If you see any senior, please tell him to return my scroll. I am very grateful. " Ji Gongdan looked at Huo Taixian:
"I can't take the lead for you in the matter of the Southwest Hou. I am sorry for you, but I have nothing to do. I will return to Haojing in a few days and enter the library for training. If you encounter difficulties, just go to the library to find me. "

After speaking, Ji Gongdan went away.

He is in a hurry!

in a hurry!
Not to mention the loss of the mythological picture scroll, even the Southwest Hou's life and death are unknown, so he has to rush back to see what happened to the Southwest Hou.

The life and death of Southwest Hou is more important than the scroll of mythology that he lost.

Looking at the back of Ji Gongdan going away, Huo Taixian sat alone in front of the canyon, and took a light breath after a long time:

"They don't even deserve a name. They really live like ants and live like grass, and they don't even deserve a name."

"In this world, sooner or later, I will overthrow this cruel..." Huo Taixian muttered, his words gradually fell silent, and he sat blankly in the dark, not knowing what to think.

As the first ray of morning sun rose that day, Huo Taixian stood up from the canyon, looking at the delicate green grass that re-growth in the mountains after the rainy night, where the withered yellow land was once again full of green on the countless corpses.

Huo Taixian's eyes were calm, and his eyes were full of light: "I will live with your hatred, and I will definitely seek justice for you, beheading the dog's head of Southwest Hou with my own hands."

After speaking, Huo Taixian shook off the wet clothes on his body, and walked down the mountain with big strides: "I said four-legged snake, what did you find in the water mansion under Panyang Lake back then? Hidden in the cave What treasure?"

"There are two scrolls of mythology." The four-legged snake said happily.

"Two scrolls of mythology scrolls?" Huo Taixian was taken aback: "When did mythology scrolls become so worthless?"

"I have a scroll of mythology." Huo Taixian said.

"You already have original mythology scrolls, why do you need this scroll? Besides, you have good fortune scrolls, how can mere mythology scrolls be put in your eyes?" The four-legged snake smiled obsequiously:
"Since I helped you break the southwestern waiting list, let me keep these two mythological scrolls for you. You haven't entered Taoism yet, so even if I give you the mythical scrolls, you won't need them."

"Keeping it for you? You can't take it for yourself." Huo Taixian said angrily.

"Don't worry, I will never take it for myself. Even I am your dragon, so what's mine is yours? What's yours is mine?" The four-legged snake smiled obsequiously.

"There seems to be nothing wrong with that." Huo Taixian scratched his head.

Chang'an County Government Office

When Wang Tai hurried back to the yamen, the atmosphere in the yamen was oppressive. Southwest Hou was lying on the bed with blood and flesh, covered with herbs.

Princess Nanxi stood there with an ugly expression, clenched her fists tightly, and frowned her delicate eyebrows.

"How's it going?" Ji Gongdan walked into the room, looked at Xi Nanhou on the sickbed, and couldn't help asking.

"The life of the Southwest Marquis was saved, but the meridians all over his body were broken inch by inch, his cultivation base was abolished, and he became a useless person. Unless he found the elixir in the wilderness, the Southwest Marquis would not be able to survive this year!" Princess Nanxi's eyes were full. It is helpless.

"So serious?" Ji Gongdan was stunned.

In the courtyard of the Southwest

Feng Yi and other counselors gathered in front of the little marquis' sickbed at this time, looking at the sleeping little marquis on the bed, all of them had complex expressions.

"Young Lord's body is fine. Although the meridian is damaged, it can be recovered after some recuperation. It's just that the young Lord's appearance... I'm afraid it can't be repaired. There is a thunderous force in the injury of Lord Hou. Shooting, constantly blocking the healing of the medicine, the little duke can only look like this in the future." The doctor accompanying the Southwest Hou opened his mouth at this time, and moved his fingers away from the little duke's body.

Hearing this, everyone looked at the young master's face in unison, only to see that the originally fair and handsome face was now filled with traces of terrifying and ferocious lightning burns. He was originally a peerless handsome man. Become an ugly monster.

"Little Hou Ye is always fond of women, and cares most about his appearance. He is a standard appearance party. He never talks to ugly people. Now he has become like this..."

Everyone was silent again.

"Ouch~"

The little marquis on the sick bed let out a wail, slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the familiar faces in front of the bed, and subconsciously asked, "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me?"

"Master was struck by lightning and passed out." Feng Yi said.

"Lightning attack? It's really unlucky." The young master muttered on the bed, and then his eyes swept across the people in front of the bed, meeting the weird gazes of the people, and he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart, a creepy feeling , rising in the heart.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Little Hou Ye asked.

Everyone lowered their heads in unison, refusing to speak, even the first counselor, Feng Yi, fell silent at this time.

"Why are you looking at me like that? You guys are talking." The expressions on everyone's faces made the young master feel bad, and he quickly tore off the quilt and was about to get up.

It's just that the quilt was lifted, revealing the white skin, and the extremely hideous burn scars on the skin, which were like cracks in glass.

His eyes moved along the scar until he couldn't see the neck anymore. The little Hou Ye suddenly got off the bed and pushed everyone away, and ran to the bronze mirror.

"Who is this?"

What came into view was the hideous scars that looked like centipedes, and the young master stared at the mirror in disbelief.

"Who is this!!!" The little marquis let out another stern voice, holding his head tightly with both hands, covering his cheeks:
"Ah~~~"

A piercing sound of sharp horns spread throughout the Hou Mansion.

"Boom!" The young master picked up the stool next to him and threw it at the bronze mirror: "This is not me! This is definitely not me!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The house was smashed to pieces, and the young master looked at everyone with scarlet eyes: "This is definitely not me, is it? The person in the mirror is not me, is it?"

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