Chapter 109: Tassel Cake, You Can Still Eat It
Reincarnation?
A century of reincarnation?
Another roll of tassel flowers came, and Ye Xingzhou left the Tianji Pavilion and landed steadily next to Xiang Xiuyuan.
The invisibility talisman had expired, and Xiang Xiuyuan met the person who suddenly appeared.
"Junior brother, how is it?"
"Let's go first, the demon cultivator is about to come out."
Xiang Xiuyuan didn't have time to ask more questions. He immediately picked up Ye Xingzhou and flew away on his sword.
Along the way, Ye Xingzhou thought about Liusu's last few words.
The cycle has come again.
Does the tassel refer to the hundred-year cycle?
The Xuanling Sect claims that a fortune teller is born every hundred years and dies after a hundred years.
Liusu said that he would not die, he was just cleansing his soul.
A guess emerges.
Could it be that every fortune teller of Xuanling Sect is the same person?
When Liusu was cleansing her soul, her expression of pain did not seem fake.
What does the so-called cleansing of the soul mean?
Why did Liusu tell him clearly?
Ye Xingzhou raised his eyes and his gaze fell on Xiang Xiuyuan.
Liusu said that the Demon Summoning Scroll was in Dongyin Country, and that anyone with wood spiritual roots should be brought along.
The only person with wood spiritual roots around him is Xiang Xiuyuan.
What is the matter with the Demon Summoning Scroll regarding the Wood Spirit Root?
Moreover, the system said that the Demon Summoning Scroll is in the Tianji Pavilion.
Isn't this contradictory?
Think again and again.
Ye Xingzhou made a decision that the winner of the competition would enter the Tianji Pavilion the day after tomorrow. At that time, he would find a way to sneak in and take a look around.
Look for it more often, at least you can feel at ease.
I feel tired when I use my brain.
Ye Xingzhou rubbed his eyebrows. He felt a little tired on the way back to the dormitory. He simply stretched out his hand and placed it on Xiang Xiuyuan's shoulder, pressing half of his body weight on him.
Xiang Xiuyuan remained silent throughout the whole process, fearing that it would affect Ye Xingzhou's thinking.
He didn't know what Ye Xingzhou wanted to do.
Ye Xingzhou was unwilling to tell him because he had his own plans. If he couldn't help, he wouldn't make things worse.
But if Ye Xingzhou needs him, he will agree no matter what.
After landing on the ground, Ye Xingzhou suddenly put his hand on his shoulder, followed by a warm feeling and a little weight.
The strange touch made Xiang Xiuyuan straighten his back. He was like a wooden man, and even his walking movements were stiff.
After catching a glimpse of Ye Xingzhou's tired expression, Xiang Xiuyuan slowed down his pace.
Ye Xingzhou leaned against Xiang Xiuyuan in a mess, took out the plucked tassel flowers from the storage bag, and spoke in a lazy voice.
"Brother, I want to eat the tassel cake made by our mother."
Xiang Xiuyuan: "My mother can't do it."
"Then there's nothing to eat."
Ye Xingzhou felt a little regretful, but Xiang Xiuyuan took the bag of tassel flowers at this time.
"I can try."
Ye Xingzhou's eyes lit up visibly, "Then I'll help you."
"good."
You can still eat tassel cake!
*
After finding nothing in the tower, the left protector finally fixed his sight on the tassel tree.
The protective barrier of Xuanling Sect is average, but the Hutianji Pavilion has quite comprehensive capabilities.
Unfortunately, we can't stop him because he has the Dzi beads given by the Demon Lord.
The left protector crushed the blue beads in his hand.
A layer of light covered the surroundings, and wherever the light reached, there were dots of fluorescent light, like fireflies.
The fluorescent lights first scattered and then gathered together.
Gathered on the tassel tree, there is one branch among thousands.
The center of the formation is here.
It's hidden quite deeply.
The left protector moved his wrist, and a sword emitting black energy appeared.
The left protector raised his sword to cut off the branch, but his body was wrapped by the tassel flowers and disappeared on the spot.
When vision is clear.
The sound of the piano is heard, and it carries a murderous intent.
The source of the sound was behind the veil.
Playing tricks.
The left protector directly cut the gauze curtain with his sword. The pavilion was empty, and only the sound of the piano could be heard.
After searching for a while without any results, the left protector fixed his gaze on the nanmu table.
There are two items on the table.
A spiritual stone and a mask.
The mask was bright red, with empty eyes, and it smiled eerily like blood.
The left protector frowned.
Isn’t this the mask of the Right Protector?
How could he appear in Tianji Pavilion?
Is it the work of the derivative calculator?
The left protector did not reach out to touch the mask directly.
The Right Protector has a habit of hiding drugs.
Although he is immune to all poisons, he will still feel pain if he is poisoned.
He lifted the mask with his sword.
In an instant, the scene flashed before my eyes.
Blood splattered everywhere.
The right protector looked down at him condescendingly.
At that time, his Dantian was completely destroyed and he was lying on the ground gasping for breath.
The right protector held the sword and mercilessly thrust the blade into his heart, stirring violently until he died.
When the sword was drawn out, blood covered the sword and dripped from the tip.
The left protector shook his hand, and the sword and mask fell to the ground at the same time, making a crisp sound.
He covered his heart, and the sharp pain and the despair of dying were transmitted from the picture to his body as if through synaesthesia.
Is this the future?
Or an illusion?
In the future, the Right Protector would kill him with his own hands? And he actually died?
Playing!
The left protector picked up the sword and swung it down, smashing the incense pavilion in front of him into pieces.
"You're playing tricks on me, come out now!"
Angry voices echoed among the ruins.
Will he die? Or will he die at the hands of the Right Protector?
What a joke.
The Right Protector is crazy and a real pervert.
However, his strength was equally strong, and it was a joke that he died just like that.
What if the bunch of tricks he left behind were just for show?
Even if he was on the verge of death, he still had a way to escape.
He cherishes his life the most, more than anyone else.
The left protector put away his sword, and the black lines on his face disappeared.
He burned a talisman, and his face instantly changed into Qi Yao, a disciple of Xuanling Sect, and the demonic energy on his body was covered by spiritual energy.
No matter whether it is the future or an illusion, he will use some means to make the right protector eat the Twin Pill.
If he dies, the right protector will also die.
After the left protector disappeared, the ruins on the ground began to rebuild automatically.
Everything is back to normal.
Only the mask, which was split in two, remained unchanged.
*
"Brother, your cooking skills are still as good as ever."
Ye Xingzhou ate the warm pastries, gave a thumbs up, and praised generously.
As soon as there was something to eat, Ye Xingzhou boasted more enthusiastically than anyone else, and his emotional value skyrocketed.
Although I already knew that Ye Xingzhou would praise me, I couldn't help but feel happy every time I heard it.
Just like when he was a child and learned to make whole grain pancakes for the first time, his mother praised him for being so good.
Every word he said had a response, and Ye Xingzhou never gave him a perfunctory response.
Even if he is a boring and lonely person, even if it is just a small thing that he is used to.
Ye Xingzhou was giving him confidence, the confidence to break free from his confinement.
He rarely had the desire to share.
Xiang Xiuyuan's eyes softened as he placed the two packed pastries next to Ye Xingzhou.
"This is?"
"For my two junior brothers."
Oh my god! What a peerless mother!
Ye Xingzhou gave Xiang Xiuyuan a super, super, super warm hug.
"Brother! If they knew, they would be so happy!"
Xiang Xiuyuan moved uncomfortably.
"As long as it suits their taste."
"Brother, you don't know. I told them that the noodles you cooked were delicious, and I was craving them!"
Xiang Xiuyuan had a faint smile on his face, "Junior Brother Ye, thank you very much."
Thank you for being willing to approach me, a cowardly and incompetent person.
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