Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 756
"Lord Xiaoyao, please follow me." However, the person standing in front of him was no longer Feng Bamian, and that figure had turned into Xiao Ba with a deep breath. "Treasurer Feng is waiting for you up there."

Shangguan Xiaoyao was a little surprised to see Xiaoba who showed a very strange attitude towards him, so he could only follow him up.

There was no sound from the wooden ladder, Shangguan Xiaoyao just felt that the wooden ladder was much steeper than before, and the movements under his feet felt more strenuous.

"Feng Bamian, please tell me what happened to require you to pull me up in such a weird way." Shangguan Xiaoyao's expression was a little weird, because what happened to Feng Bamian's eyes Can't see the state. "Am I still in the illusion?"

"...Sorry, I forgot to release the illusion of my eyes." A slightly embarrassed Feng Bamian brushed his hands over his eye sockets, and Feng Bamian's extremely deep eyes appeared again.

The sound of the movement of the wooden chair reached Shangguan Xiaoyao's ears, and then under the witness of Shangguan Xiaoyao, Shanhaiju rose again.

A burst of regular loud noises came from under Shangguan Xiaoyao's feet, causing Shangguan Xiaoyao's body to shake for a while, almost falling to the ground: "Feng Bamian, what are you doing?!"

No matter how Shangguan Xiaoyao complained, the huge Shanhaiju didn't stop moving forward: "Feng Bamian! Zhiyao and the others are still below, and there are still many diners below, stop quickly!"

This time, Shangguan Xiaoyao's appeal was responded by Feng Bamian, and with a louder roar than before, Shanhaiju finally landed on the ground.

"Go and see, where are we now?" Feng Bamian sat at the table intact, motioning Shangguan Xiaoyao to go down to investigate the situation.

Shangguan Xiaoyao's footsteps did not move at all, a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart and he had already noticed it. He settled down to sit opposite Feng Bamian, picked up a teacup and was about to drink tea with Feng Bamian.

"Why don't you go?" Feng Bamian was still sitting there, looking down at the teapot with his eyes downcast, and only poured and drank tea. "Since our position is so important, now is a good time to check it out."

"We are still in the capital of the Han Kingdom, and our position has not changed." Shangguan Xiaoyao said with great certainty, and offered a toast to Feng Bamian with tea instead of wine. "I probably understand your purpose, but what does this have to do with the Winter Fire?"

Feng Bami lighted the oil lamp on the stage, and the wick ignited waves of white flames. No matter how Ren Shangguan Xiaoyao felt, it was his burning fire.

"What did you learn in the Secret Pavilion back then? Did you really read those ancient scrolls?" Feng Bamian looked at Shangguan Xiaoyao with a half-smile, the ray of flame writhing at his fingertips like a snake with. "The fire in the furnace and the fire of winter are called the two inextinguishable fires of the Spring and Autumn Shenzong. The former burns the future of all things, and the things that do not exist; while the fire of winter burns the past of all things. , that which has dissipated."

Shangguan Xiaoyao listened to Feng Bamian's explanation half-understood, but he still didn't understand what it had to do with Dongzhuozhihuo.

"Don't worry, the main characteristic of Dongzhuohuo is to superimpose the appearance of the past, and finally become an illusion that can affect the real world. You practice it is different from ordinary exercises; what you need is constant interpretation , not the realm of cultivation." The breeze blowing through the palm, the fire of winter burning disappeared, and Shangguan Xiaoyao's ears were instantly filled with chaotic human voices.

Then there was the vague shouting and roaring of Yu Jiujie and others, the different eating sounds of the three members of the Li family, and the soft voice of Yin Zhiyao going upstairs on tiptoe.

"Brother Xiaoyao? Why did you suddenly disappear from downstairs?" The first one to appear was Yu Jiujie, who was holding a bag of candied fruit snatched from Li He singer, stuffing his mouth full They can still squeeze out space to talk to Shangguan Xiaoyao. "Guess who we met downstairs, it's Emperor Jiuyang and my emperor!"

After speaking, he stepped aside, and the three emperors, Emperor Jiuyang, Emperor Qingmu, and Emperor Yu walked up the steps in plain clothes, and bowed slightly to Shangguan Xiaoyao and Feng Bamian with smiles on their faces.

"Emperor." Shangguan Xiaoyao nodded to Emperor Jiuyang as a greeting. "How did the three have time to come here?"

"There is nothing to do at night, so I asked Xingwan and Emperor Jiuyang to come out for a drink, but I didn't expect that young heroes would be here too." Emperor Yu stood beside Emperor Qingmu, holding a wine glass in his hand. "Huh? What is your food in the ninth festival?"

Before Shangguan Xiaoyao responded, Emperor Yu was attracted by the bursts of sweet smell in Yu Jiujie's hand, and tasted it with Yu Jiujie.

In desperation, Shangguan Xiaoyao turned to Emperor Jiuyang and said, "My lord, Xiaoyao is going to visit you, how is the restoration of Tianyang City going?"

During the battle that day, when Shangguan Xiaoyao and Wuya Wusheng intersected in the north, the extremely intense stream of light burst out, destroying many cities and villages. The refugees living in the wild - the people in those places even live a life of raw hair and blood, whether they are human or not is another matter.

"The restoration work of Tianyang City has been handed over to the artisan team, Xiaoyao Xiaoyou don't need to worry." The Emperor Jiuyang went to Shangguan Xiaoyao and sat down beside him, Xiao Ba went forward to pour a cup of tea and handed it to the emperor.

Shangguan Xiaoyao took out the general sword that had not been moved for a long time from the ring, and the power of the emperor was still slowly exuding from it: "Great Emperor, it is useless for me to hold this general sword now, return it to you."

However, Emperor Jiuyang did not agree, and pushed the general sword that was pushed towards him back to Shangguan Xiaoyao: "Take the general sword as a parting gift from my Venerable Xia to a friend, and Xiaoyao Xiaoyou will never know us from now on." Can we meet again?"

The sword returned to Shangguan Xiaoyao's hands after several evasions, but in desperation he had no choice but to take it back into his ring.

"Xiaoyao, someone is looking for you below." Feng Bamian interrupted suddenly, left the seat with his hands on the table, and walked downstairs dangdangdang. "Talk slowly, there is still a lot of tea in the pot."

"Little friend Xiaoyao, let's go down and have a look too?" Feng Bamian's nonsensical words made everyone on the second floor puzzled, and Emperor Jiuyang went downstairs out of curiosity. "I don't know who the person below will be..."

Then Emperor Jiuyang stopped on the steps, and everyone was blocked on the steps.

"What happened?" Shangguan Xiaoyao was in front of Emperor Jiuyang, and behind him was a group of people who didn't notice, he even felt the greasy feeling of candied fruit sticking to his back.

Looking from the back of Emperor Jiuyang, there is a touch of phoenix feathers below, a bald head, four dragon beards are sitting on a prescription table, Feng Bamian is standing beside him with a teapot, serving tea and pouring water.

"Xiaoyao? Come have a drink or two?" A crisp voice appeared, the girl with the phoenix feather on her head who looked younger than Tianyin Shengzun greeted Shangguan Xiaoyao, got up from the table and dragged Shangguan Xiaoyao's hand Sleeve turned around and walked towards the table.

Shangguan Xiaoyao was so startled by the young girl's actions that he couldn't figure it out. He could only gently break free from the hand that was holding onto the clothes, and returned to Yin Zhiyao's side and said, "Who are you? Why are you pulling me to drink for no reason?!"

The girl with the phoenix tail on her head chuckled, pointed to Emperor Jiuyang and said, "Ask Xia Mian, who am I?"

Everyone's eyes turned to Emperor Nine Suns in unison, but at this moment, his face was flushed from holding back, his cheeks were trembling, and it took him a long time to hold back two words: "Master!"

"Master?!... Holy Venerable Tianyin!?" A group of people convulsed after being frightened by the shocking words of Emperor Jiuyang, and turned their eyes to the young girl in front of them again.

The phoenix-tailed girl known as Tianyin Shengzun was already full of smiles at this time, and said to everyone: "Yes, I am Tianyin Shengzun. After absorbing the breath of the gods, the lifespan of the four of us has been extended, but we The realm of the world hasn't changed~."

The three people on the table raised their wine glasses one after another to salute everyone, but Yingsi Gong and Zhenlong Shengzun did not change significantly, and they still looked like middle-aged and old people full of vicissitudes.

"Don't look at the two of us, the dragons will inevitably undergo such changes when they become adults, just because the time that the aura of the gods can give us is too short." The two dragon ancestors once again raised their glasses together and put them down. Zhongshangguan Xiaoyao and the others could indeed feel the change in their mentality.

Then everyone's eyes turned to the shining bald head, and under the light was the unknowing Tianchan sage.

"Good evening, everyone." The Master Tianchan held no wine, but rough tea with some leaves floating in it.

Shangguan Xiaoyao was so surprised that he didn't know how to express his inner emotions. The appearance of these former top powerhouses in the mainland also made people feel extraordinary when they were young-of course not including the two dragon ancestors who did not know their lifespan.

When Shangguan Xiaoyao accepted the invitation and came to the stage with wine glasses, he saw six wine glasses on the table, and realized that the drunkenness of these people was also intentional.

"Everyone, since everyone is already here, why don't we go to the Accord on the third floor to gather alone?" Feng Bamian suggested to everyone with a smile, and the teapot in his hand flew back to the counter by itself.

The first one to stand up and applaud and agree was the youngest Li Yuezhong, on the stairs, he didn't care about the packed market and the first floor of the hall.

"Since the shopkeeper wants to invite us to gather together, then we should accompany him!" Shangguan Xiaoyao drank the spirits and walked up the stairs.

"Master Xiaoyao slow down, wait for the old man!" A group of people followed Shangguan Xiaoyao to the third floor, but Feng Bamian was hung at the end. "The private room on the third floor has just been packed, and it's still locked! It's no use rushing up!"

(End of this chapter)