Chapter 255: When the Flying Bird Flies in the Moonlit Sky·Twenty-Five

His body seemed to be frozen by the black ice inch by inch. Xiao Hao couldn't even lift a finger, let alone stop Fuxi from removing the mask on his face.

This emperor who had been in high position for a long time was more terrifying than before. Not only did he have the power to dominate the top of the three realms for thousands of years, but

he also had ideas that were never fully understood. Xiao Hao knew that his whereabouts would probably not be hidden from the people in the heavens, but Fuxi's personal visit to the Well of Gods and Demons really surprised him.

When the mask was taken off, Xiao Hao slightly closed his eyelids, and the other half of his clean and handsome face appeared in front of Fuxi.

Fuxi's movements froze, and a bottomless storm gathered in his eyes. He pinched the mask and said coldly, "What did you do?"

Xiao Hao looked up at him without hesitation and said calmly, "Long time no see, Your Majesty the Emperor."

Fuxi looked at him deeply, and the corners of his lips actually raised an arc. I don't know if it was a little joy of reunion after a long separation, or a ruthless sneer at the rebellious weapon, "You are really the same as before, not changed at all."

The word "master" has never been called to Zhaoming since he was born.

Whether in front of others or in front of himself.

In the past, considering his status, he was always respectful. Now that he is no longer bound by Zhaoming's body, this little sword spirit's attitude has become more and more presumptuous.

Xiao Hao didn't know what Fuxi meant by "not changed at all", but as the only owner of the magic sword Zhaoming, Xiao Hao had always understood Fuxi's emotions very well. In the face of a chuunibyou who didn't want to die, he had to try his best to go along with his ideas. He took a deep breath and said slowly: "I admit that I have thought about escaping from the eyes and ears of old friends, but it's hard to say about fate."

Fuxi stared at him and relaxed his control. Xiao Hao finally felt less like he was being crushed by a mountain and couldn't breathe, and he stood up silently.

"How did you leave the Zhaoming Broken Sword without the soul-transferring method? As far as I know, there is no way to make the sword spirit separate from the sword body except for forcibly separating it." He stared at Xiao Hao's eyes, not missing any subtle facial movements, "I saw with my own eyes that you were completely destroyed in front of me."

Xiao Hao's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He tried hard to control his expression and said seriously: "It was not my destiny. After Zhaoming collapsed, I left the sword body and went to a place outside the Three Realms."

"Outside the Three Realms..." Fuxi recited the word and suddenly chuckled a few times, "You actually have such an opportunity."

His smile suddenly disappeared, and he grabbed the Yanjia that Xiao Hao had hidden behind his back to protect Master Tang, and said coldly, "It is a capital crime to pass through the Well of Gods and Demons without permission."

Xiao Hao's heart suddenly tightened and he stopped him immediately, "He is not a creature from the two realms, you can't use the rules of this world to restrain him!"

Fuxi said "Oh?" and stared at the weak mortal soul in his hand, disdainfully saying, "I helped you tell a big lie, but you still want to continue talking nonsense in front of me?" This is just an extremely ordinary human.

Xiao Hao stared at Master Tang in his hand nervously, pretending to be calm: "Before Zhaoming collapsed, I didn't know where I would go; besides, you should know what kind of person I am. If I say he is not a creature from the two worlds, he must not be."

Fuxi saw that he cared so much about the soul of this mortal, his face remained calm, still the look of a superior who could not tell whether he was happy or angry, and said with a wave of his sleeves: "Ahao is more disobedient than before."

Yes, although Zhaoming had been hiding from him for so long, there was one thing that had never changed.

Maybe he would deliberately mislead, or deliberately conceal, but Zhaoming never lied.

What he said must be true, without doubt.

Fuxi easily crushed the Yanjia protecting Master Tang, his eyes were calm, but the air was filled with murderous intent in an instant.

"Let him go. I will tell you whatever you want to know!" Xiao Hao tried to make his voice sound calmer, but he had to admit that if Fuxi really wanted to kill Master Tang, he would be powerless to stop him.

Fuxi teased Master Tang's soul with interest and said nonchalantly: "Is there anything in the Three Realms that I don't know? If there is, I just don't want to know." He glanced at Xiao Hao's reaction and his voice became more dangerous: "No matter where you come from, once you enter my jurisdiction, you must abide by my rules." "

..." Xiao Hao knew that he was powerless and compromised: "Just tell me what conditions you have."

Fuxi seemed to be in a better mood, but his eyes were like a black pool that swallowed everything. He sighed imperceptibly, then smiled and said, "In this whole world, Ah Hao is the only one who knows my heart best."

"..."

"Go back to the God Realm with me, and I will let this mortal go back to where he should go."

Xiao Hao was silent for a moment, and simply rejected him: "No."

Being disobeyed was something Fuxi could never tolerate. The pressure heavier than the mountains fell on Xiao Hao again, almost making his joints soften. Xiao Hao withstood the pressure and said with difficulty: "...Didn't you say, 'Things that have been broken should not exist in the world.'"

When Fuxi said this, he definitely had the intention to kill him.

Fuxi laughed out loud and asked, "Ah Hao, are you angry with me?" For thousands of years, it seemed that only when he pleaded for someone else could he hear the honest and respectful address "you" from Zhaoming.

Xiao Hao lowered his head and said, "I dare not."

"Although Zhaoming is broken, it is not impossible to recast it. Yuqi refused to recast it for me and ran away to the lower world. Haven't you seen it in the past few thousand years?"

Xiao Hao was slightly stunned and shook his head, "No." He suddenly thought of his plan with Shen Ye, and said with a stiff upper lip, "It is not necessary for Yuqi to recast Zhaoming."

Fuxi glanced at him and said calmly, "I forgot that Zhaoming is also one of the best swordsmiths in the Three Realms."

Xiao Hao bowed respectfully and negotiated, "Master Tang has done me a favor, and I must protect him. You let him go, and when I reshape Zhaoming, I will apologize to you."

Fuxi said, "Zhaoming is already It's broken into pieces. Even if it's put together, its power is far less than before. Why should I carry a defective product?"

Xiao Hao pointed at the Yanjia on his body and said, "In the past, I only knew how to cast it, but I didn't know the Yanjia mechanism. Now that Yanshu has been perfected, I can do more than just put it together."

Fuxi had long noticed that his armor was a bit strange. When he heard him say this, he raised his eyebrows and simply agreed with him: "Well, recently, Chiyou in the Demon Realm has been ready to move, and Xiangyuan has also shown signs of awakening in the seal of Yunding Tiangong. Back then, you said that you wanted to surpass the Ancestral Sword and become the sharpest in the world. If Xiangyuan really wakes up, there will be a battle between the Ancestral Sword and the Zhaoming faction."

He threw it casually, breaking a dark hole in the Well of Gods and Demons, and threw Master Tang to Xiao Hao, saying coldly: "I won't give you too much time. If you disappoint me, you know the consequences."

Xiao Hao took Master Tang's soul. From what Fuxi said, it seemed that Zhaoming's return to the throne had been finalized. He couldn't help but ask in confusion: "There are so many divine craftsmen in the heavens. Is it possible that no new divine sword has been cast in so many years?"

Fuxi slowly turned his head and glanced at him dangerously, but did not answer.

Xiao Hao suddenly realized that he had said something wrong and immediately stopped asking this question. "...If Zhaoming wants to return to the throne, I need your help."

Fuxi stared at him quietly and said lightly: "Are you qualified to talk about conditions?"

Xiao Hao cleared his throat and said firmly: "For a hundred years, please... pretend not to know about some of my actions and do not interfere."

After hearing this, Fuxi turned around for a long time and scolded: "The fox is taking advantage of the tiger's power."

Xiao Hao knew that he had agreed and breathed a sigh of relief: "...Thank you for your generosity!"

Fuxi was a little bit second-rate, but he often had some feelings for Zhaoming.

Xiao Hao knew that mentioning Liuyue City in front of him would definitely make him angry, and Fuxi would never help the people in the city. It was a great thing to be able to make him turn a blind eye.

Fuxi did not like Zhaoming, who was worried about something. The old gentleman sword was still sharp, but it seemed to be more difficult to control him.

However, for the supreme emperor, nothing was uncontrollable except the way of heaven.

He slowly left the Well of Gods and Demons, with an arrogant and majestic posture. He was still the king of the nine heavens who looked down on the three realms. Xiao Hao saw that before his figure disappeared from the void, he paused for a moment very unnoticeably, and then threw out a long reply:

"After Yuqi came to the world, I haven't worn a sword for a long time."

Xiao Hao was stunned for a moment.

So that's it. In the past thousands of years, the heavens may not have produced a magic sword of Zhaoming's level.

Fuxi was hinting to him that the Heavenly Dao might have done something secretly to limit the power of the creations in this world?

When he created Fengming Qiuwu, it seemed that... he had accidentally broken this restriction.

Xiao Hao thought about it with great fear, and a chill ran through his heart.

Fuxi's mind was unfathomable, and every move he made was vaguely plotting a big picture. Making a deal with him was like trying to get the skin of a tiger. Today he saved Master Tang, but he didn't know what kind of vortex was waiting for him in the future.

Just take it one step at a time. As long as Fuxi still doesn't know that Changqin is safe in the underworld, the previous actions have not been in vain.

Xiao Hao didn't think about it anymore, sent Master Tang into the black hole left by Fuxi, picked up the mask on the ground and left the Well of Gods and Demons.

The last medicine of Master Tang has been able to significantly delay the onset of the disease. Based on the data sent back by the Lieshan tribe of Longbingyu, Xiao Hao roughly estimated that they could live for about a hundred years in the lower world with a lamp every seven nights. This time is enough to carry out the second step of the plan.

Xiao Hao had already obtained the method of making the meditation box from Yan Xie, and has been repairing and upgrading it for many years. As before, he quietly traveled to Liuyue City and met with Shen Ye in secret.

The night was as dark as ink. Xiao Hao sat on a high place with concentration, overlooking the twinkling lights in Liuyue City. Half of these lights were fake. The people in those houses had already moved to the lower world, and the ones in the rooms were just some puppets made by Tong that seemed to be infected with evil spirits and failed.

This was a trap to deceive Li Peng.

Shen Ye landed silently behind him. If he hadn't been accustomed to Xiao Hao's style, no one would have been able to easily spot this black and blue figure that almost blended into the night.

Xiao Hao handed him a Yanjia that was exactly the same as Shen Xi's rabbit, and reminded him: "The memories that have been lost over the years cannot be restored, but from now on, as long as she carries the meditation box, she will not only have three days of memory."

Shen Ye took the rabbit, frowned and asked: "Are you so sure that he will do something to Xiao Xi?"

Xiao Hao faced the night breeze and showed a mysterious smile: "He will."

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