Way of Choices

A delicate hand stretched out and gently touched the pheasant's head. The pheasant was somewhat dissatisfied, but he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction. He held his neck very honestly and obediently, letting that hand touch it and looking like a quail.

That's Xu Yourong's hand-Pheasant knows very well, what kind of blood flows in this girl's body, it doesn't like it very much, but it must be admitted that it is his own nemesis.

Chen Changsheng's hand also stretched out, as if he wanted to touch it. Pheasant is also very clear about how powerful this teenager is. The most important thing is that he is the owner of this yellow paper umbrella. If it wants to survive in these terrible energy storms, it cannot offend him. Next, even if you want it to dance, you must endure it. But... I don't know why, this pheasant protruded his beak like lightning, and pecked it **** the back of Chen Changsheng's hand.

A clear sound like a golden jade hit.

The pheasant froze, wondering why he made such a crazy move. Chen Changsheng was also stunned, and then remembered that although the wounds on his body had basically healed, the smell of the blood that had flowed out had become extremely light, but for this creature, it was still an irresistible temptation.

"Although it is said that the fallen Dapeng is not as good as a pheasant, after all, it is only Dapeng and has his own pride." Xu Yourong looked at him and said. This is not the original saying of the vulgar proverb, the original saying is that the fallen Phoenix is ​​not as good as the grass chicken, but she certainly will not say so.

As she said, this bird looks like a pheasant, that is the golden-winged Dapeng that previously covered the entire sky, but now it has lost its previous power. At the first moment of entering the yellow paper umbrella, Chen Changsheng knew that it was the golden-winged Dapeng, because of that breath, because of the raging fire in the deepest part of its eyes, even if it disguised the camouflage no matter how good it was, it could pass through Energy storms and hurricanes, and knowing that only the yellow paper umbrella can protect it, it must be the Dapeng.

The body of this golden-winged Dapeng had already died with the death or departure of Zhou Dufu. Until a few days ago, Nan Ke returned to Zhou Yuan with Soulwood, and his soul was sleeping in the shadow of the grassland. Once again awakening to rebirth, the current golden-winged Dapeng is still a fledgling, and does not have the strength and realm of its heyday. It is no wonder that it has always been able to transform into a shadow in the sky until Nanke took the energy and energy of her soul and soul wood Dapeng merged into one, only to restore most of the divinity.

Chen Changsheng did not try to touch this young peng again. Young Peng gradually calmed down, not as tense and vigilant as before, the violent meaning in the two touches of the god's fire subsided, and became a very complicated emotion.

Chen Changsheng understood what it meant to express, and couldn't help but stunned. All the messages You Peng wants to convey are in its pupils. They are pleading, requesting, begging, sad, sad, sad, desperate. Countless monsters and beasts in Zhou Yuan are all their companions and subordinates. These demon beasts have lived in this grassland for hundreds of years, isolated from the world and uncontested with people. This grassland is their hometown, and now their hometown is about to be destroyed.

Chen Changsheng said in his heart, I will keep the world as much as possible without you asking. Youpeng seemed to hear his mental activity, and it seemed quieter and very well-behaved, but interestingly, she still refused to approach him. Instead, she moved a few steps towards Xu Yourong, who should have been more fearful and disgusted, and leaned on her honestly. Arms.

Chen Changsheng's Yu Guang has been paying attention to the wind and sand around the tomb. While talking with Xu Yourong and communicating spiritually with Dapeng, he has been quietly calculating in his heart. According to Xu Yourong’s previous statement, the connection between the ten heavenly steles around the mausoleum belongs to a certain formation change. Now because the sword pool is born, the balance of this formation is broken and there is no way to restore it unless it can be found The disappearing blank that Jian Chi replaced.

Yes, in this formation, Jianchi is just a substitute. What does Jianchi replace? Xu Yourong said Zhou Du|The husband took twelve heavenly steles from the heavenly tomb. There are only ten stone pillars here, and where are the two heavenly steles?

At the beginning, Chen Changsheng always felt that he had forgotten something. It was a gap in his last memory when he observed Taoism at the Tianshuling Monument. Later, he vaguely remembered something, so there was an unstoppable thought in his heart. guess.

In order to prove that conjecture, he kept looking around the tomb, looking for evidence that could prove that conjecture-he must get enough confirmation before he would act according to that conjecture, because that would be an extremely risky move, and a person has only one life , Then the chance is only the last time.

The wind and sand were all over the place, and the ground around the tomb sometimes accumulated hill-like sand dunes, and sometimes even the hard bluestone ground was lifted. The place he had been watching was the place Xu Yourong had calculated. The place that was once covered with white grass and now covered with gravel and demon corpses finally revealed the true content of hundreds of years ago.

There is a broken stone wall on the side, looking like a seat, a monument.

There should be a heavenly stele here—Chen Changsheng confirmed this fact, moved his mind slightly, took out an object and held it in his hand, and then looked at the young Peng. Youpeng instinctively felt uneasy and wanted to look elsewhere, not wanting to stare at him, but found that her neck was frozen because she was too nervous.

One person and one stare at each other, and the atmosphere is a little strange. You Peng thought in my heart, why is it me? Chen Changsheng said in his heart: Because you are a great golden-winged Dapeng, only you can withstand the raging energy storm, at least for a while. You Peng thought bitterly, why don't you go? Chen Changsheng held his umbrella handle tightly and said in his heart: Even if I bet correctly, Zhou Yuan will still be destroyed, and I have more important things to do. You Peng's consciousness fell silent and accepted his statement.

Chen Changsheng opened his palm, a black stone in his palm.

This black stone is about half the length of a finger, slender in shape, and dark all over. The surface of the stone seems to be covered with a layer of light fog. If there is no star but a starry night sky, it is intoxicating. Thing. This is exactly the black stone he found in Ling Yan Pavilion after Wang Zhice's portrait.

Looking at the black stone, a flash of fear flashed in Youpeng's eyes. After a while, he calmed down and opened the bird's beak to hold the black stone.

Chen Changsheng turned the yellow paper umbrella to the side, leaving Youpeng the passage to go out.

When doing these things, he always blocked Xu Yourong's eyes with his body, not because she didn't want her to discover her secrets, not that she prevented herself from doing something later.

When the wind rose, Youpeng turned into a black shadow, flew out of the yellow paper umbrella, passed through the raging wind between the tombs and those terrible space cracks, and followed the guidance of Chen Changsheng's previous line of sight, flying to the seat in the sky Above the broken, inconspicuous monument, loosen the bird's beak, and after a moment... the black stone landed accurately on the monument.

It seems as if the starry sky has come to the Zhou Garden where there has never been a starry sky.

It's dark, but quiet.

A strong and quiet breath emerged from the stele.

At the next moment, a black sky book monument appeared on the broken monument.

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