Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms: Chapter 53

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Phoenix Ming Wang in the forbidden land of Heaven, left with a blood sea monster on the battlefield of the battle between gods and demons, and disappeared from Liulitian since then.

The news reached the 33rd heaven, and all the venerables were shocked.

Hell, not Zhoushan.

Hells are divided into four categories: eight hots, eight colds, youzengs, and loneliness. Each category is divided into four and sixteen sub-prisons. Buzhou Mountain is located at the center of the four major **** gates. Legend has it that it can bypass Mount Xumi and lead to nothing. Setian is one of the sacred mountains called Hell Ash Mountain and Iron Wheel Mountain.

And its more special place is that in the legend, there is a magic eye on the mountain of Buzhou, which is the source of the magic power of hell.

Phoenix sits on the cliff, looking at the deep stream below her feet. The black air in the abyss is like a giant dragon. From the tumbling dragon body, you can see a huge bright blood red ball in the deepest part, forming an eyeball. Traits, looking straight to the sky of hell.

Zhou Hui came from behind, carrying a gray robe in his hand and gently draping it on Phoenix's shoulder.

"Sorry, I am too..."

"It's okay," Phoenix said softly.

He beckoned backwards, Zhou Hui hesitated, and sat next to him. The two sat side by side on the cliff and looked out into the abyss. The giant eyes seemed to turn for a while, showing a dull, blood-red light.

"Are you not used to not being Zhoushan?" Zhou Hui whispered.

"Why do you ask?"

"...I just feel that you are living in the thirty-third layer of the golden jade glaze, and the King of the Ming, suddenly came to a place like hell..."

Phoenix tilted his head to look at Zhou Hui.

His robe is very loose and looks thinner and thinner. With his hair pulled on one shoulder, the collarbone exposed from the placket is slender and obvious. Deeper, there are fresh and hidden scars.

"You were born here?" He didn't answer the question.

Zhou Hui nodded, "Beside the eyes of the demon, I have lived there since I can remember. But then the wind of the monk with extreme heat and foul smell became stronger and stronger, so I moved it up from below, sometimes Will go to the blood sea for two laps. How about you?"

"...Forbidden land of heaven, Xuebaoding." Phoenix paused and said slowly: "The mountain tops are frozen for thousands of miles, wind and snow are all year round, and countless glaciers stretch endlessly, forming the ten thousand ice ridges of the Xumi Mountains. There is a towering temple at the highest point..."

Zhou Hui's expression hasn't changed much, but hidden anxiety flashes through his eyes.

"There is no one in the temple all the year round, only I live there. Sometimes I feel that there is only me in this world." Phoenix showed a faint smile: "I used to come to **** occasionally, I think **** is much more lively than Mount Xumi. "

Zhou Hui's heart is complicated and inexplicable, and the worries after he got it faintly emerged from the bottom of his heart: "Then... Have you been to Zhoushan before?"

"I have been here."

Is it here to subdue the monster? Or do you pass through Bu Zhou Mountain when you fight with Heaven? Such a harsh and dangerous place, even if you come, you won’t stay here...

Zhou Hui was thinking this in his heart, but he heard Phoenix say: "Actually I was born in Buzhou Mountain."

Zhou Hui was taken aback.

He thought that the other party was joking, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Phoenix looking at the magic eye in the deep stream under his feet, his expression flat and not a bit joking.

"I also listened to Venerable Bati later. In the ancient times, the heavens and the earth were weathered, and the mountains and rivers moved down the phoenix jade tires in the colorless sky, passing through the nine heavens and ten earth, and fell into the demon eye under the mountain. Go...The Buddha didn't want the ancient sacred bird to be born in hell, so he forcibly opened a straight road from the colorless sky to the mountain of Buzhou, and was about to retrieve the phoenix baby, but I suddenly broke out of the devil's eye..."

"But that was a long, long time ago, many years before you were born."

He looked at Zhou Hui and smiled slightly, his eyes seemed to say, look, I was really born a long time earlier than you.

For some reason, when he was smiling, there was a deep loneliness in his eyes, as if the wind and snow of the glacier millennia lingering in the depths of the soul, it would never stop.

He supported Zhou Hui's shoulder to get up, but he staggered, and Zhou Hui suddenly got up and held him, and then hugged him horizontally.

Phoenix leaned in his arms very docilely, hugging his sturdy neck with both hands.

Phoenix doesn't have much weight in the first place, even if his bones are hollow in human form, it is nothing to Zhou Hui. The two cuddled each other down from the cliff, along the rugged mountain path, through the magic forest of **** burning with red smoke, there was a wooden hut on the mountainside flat ground, in front of the hut planted with red Shura flowers. In the wind, clusters spattered.

Zhou Hui stepped on the plank road in front of the cabin. The steps in front of the cabin were connected to the platform, and the platform was covered with a piece of soft black monster fur.

He put the phoenix on the fur to sit, turned around and took the water with a green bamboo tube, then sat in front of him and gently fed him.

Phoenix tilted his head to indicate that he would not drink, and then turned back, touching Zhou Hui's forehead lightly with his forehead.

"I have nothing good..." Zhou Hui said slightly cramped.

The Phoenix said: "It's okay."

His slender eyelashes fell slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. After a long while, he looked up at Zhou Hui as if he had noticed something: "When I said it didn't matter, it was really okay. You don't need to think too much."

"But..."

"Sit here and accompany me," Phoenix whispered, "I haven't spoken to anyone... for a long time."

He seemed to sigh, but the sound was so soft that it disappeared in the damp wind as soon as he exited.

Phoenix put his hands around his calves, rested his head on Zhou Hui's knees, and quietly looked towards the dense red pine forest in the distance. His eyes are black and white and very clear. Zhou Hui has never seen the jewel-like crystal lake on Mount Xumi, but now looking at Phoenix's eyes, he suddenly feels that maybe the legendary ice and snow lake is nothing more than that. .

He once wondered whether Phoenix would be bored or unbearable for the hot and **** environment, but he soon discovered that he was very indifferent to everything around him. It seemed that there was a beautiful temple of heaven, or everywhere. To him, there was no difference between the **** and the mountain of blood, hot water and poisonous smoke.

Phoenix snuggled beside him, just enjoying this kind of company with body temperature.

It seems that when he curled up and sat there, he was surrounded by a small quiet world. Regardless of the vicissitudes of the outside world and the changing stars, he would not leave any traces in those lonely and peaceful eyes.

Why would he promise me? Zhou Hui thought.

The aloft King Ming, like a beauty across the sky, should be the existence of everyone vying to flatter and extol it. Why did they agree to me?

On the seventh day when the phoenix was in Buzhou Mountain, the Lord of the Four Evil Daos and the Great Asura King Fanluo sent an envoy to worship and asked if he could ask his Highness to move to the magic palace.

At that time, the Phoenix was clinging to Zhou Hui's shoulders, trembling with the fierce movements, and constantly making intermittent moans|groans. The voice was a bit dumb because of excessive tearing. It sounded very painful at first, but listening carefully hides the eager emptiness and desire.

Zhou Hui withdrew a little bit, feeling very dry when he touched it with his hands. Although the violent friction doubled his violent pleasure, his lack of reason also knew that it showed that the other party was completely unhappy and very painful.

Zhou Hui stopped and kissed Phoenix's cold and trembling lips, and asked in a low voice, "Would you like to be lighter?"

Phoenix shook his head, his sweaty temples pressed against his cheeks, and his complexion became pale and pitiful.

"Am I too..."

Phoenix tried his best to raise his head and kiss Zhou Hui actively. Hickeys were printed on the knuckles of both fingers, and the skin that was soaked with sweat was almost transparent. It was horrible.

The kind of desperate bet that is very afraid of being alone, and would rather endure pain than lose, hit Zhou Hui's heart directly through his cold and soft lips like electricity. No man can stand this at all. At that moment Zhou Hui almost forgot all his worries and distress. He pushed Phoenix down on the bed and pushed it in, groaning vigorously in his collapse to the point of dissonance. , I don't know how long it took me to be excited before it erupted in the deepest part of the soft with an unusually deep collision.

The spray lasted for a long time, until finally it subsided, Zhou Hui let out a long breath, hugged the exhausted Phoenix and kissed his sweaty hair.

"Does it hurt?"

Phoenix closed his eyes and said softly: "...It's okay."

He put his face on Zhou Hui's sturdy shoulders, with wet eyelashes, showing a slight arc on the tips of his long eyes. After a long while, his broken and disordered breathing finally calmed down, hoarsely asked: "Why are you so hot?"

Zhou Hui said: "Your body temperature is too cold. What is this?"

He lightly pressed his finger on a long, narrow, old wound on Phoenix's ribs. The scar had faded very inconspicuously. If you look closely, you can't see it. However, Phoenix did not immediately answer. Zhou Hui looked up and found that his eyes had been half-opened, and his expression seemed a little stiff.

"You left the phoenix bone..." Zhou Hui reacted: "Is the pure blue arrow cut off by me?"

What he didn't know was that at that moment, what Phoenix thought was not that the arrow broke, but that it lingered even more like a shadow, which made him feel the hidden worry of fear from deep in his heart. Regarding the person for whom he drew his bones and arrows, the person who could drop thunder from the colorless sky at any time, and those who lived in the empty temple for a long time, and the seemingly warm face, the more The more and more ruthless methods and heavy deception...

If Zhou Hui knew, what would he think?

Will he leave?

"It's okay...Don't worry, it doesn't hurt anymore." Phoenix squeezed into his arms and whispered, "Really, it doesn't hurt anymore, I don't feel anymore..."

His voice is a little loose.

What he wanted to say wasn't actually "it doesn't hurt anymore", but something more painful and obscure. It's a pity that Zhou Hui couldn't learn the deeper secrets from his pale language.

Phoenix hid the injured chest, turned over on the bed, and then suddenly pressed her hair and screamed. Zhou Hui immediately picked him up and lifted his hair out, and gently massaged the back of his head with his thumb, the force was even and gentle, and the comfort quickly overwhelmed the pain.

"How is it?"

Phoenix seemed to enjoy this intimate snuggle, and nodded silently.

Zhou Hui looked at his slightly closed eyes and the deep, haggard shadows under his eyelashes, and there were unconcealable *and infatuation in his eyes. After a long time, he lowered his head and imprinted a kiss on Phoenix's ear, and the itchy breath made Phoenix shudder, then turned his head and kissed him back seriously.

"Why promise me?" Zhou Hui asked in a low voice during the entanglement: "Why did you not kill me, but you promised me?"

Phoenix did not answer.

Zhou Hui pulled up the hair on the back of his head very gently, making him look up at himself a little: "Huh? Why?"

His expression is very persistent, staring at Phoenix's eyes without blinking, not only for him, but also for himself.

However, Phoenix looked back at him, but his gaze was very calm, and his voice was also very natural: "Why do you think so, do you think there is something wrong with you?"

"...I am the Great Demon of the Sea of ​​Blood, and there is nothing to boast about compared to the position of King of Heaven..."

"So what?"

"So..." Zhou Hui paused and said, "Since I was released from Heaven, I went back to the blood of hell. I kept thinking about what you said in my mind, and I admired you before I knew it. Love. At the moment when love is initiating, it suddenly inspired the wisdom that the monsters of **** could never have, and then from the fire of wisdom, they have cultivated a human body that can only be obtained by the top monster... It can be said that everything about me is you Granted, I am humbled as dust in front of you. In fact, the moment I boarded the wall, I was not prepared for your answer..."

Phoenix looked at him fixedly, without smiling.

On the contrary, there are some more cryptic and deep emotions in his eyes, which seems to be a deep sadness, and a little bit of self-deprecation that is not obvious.

"You are wrong to think so," he said. "Maybe I may be the humble and dusty one."

Zhou Hui was startled and didn't understand what he was saying, but Phoenix didn't explain it anymore.

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the hut. Someone climbed the steps, walked through the wooden platform to the door, and asked with a hiss: "--Is His Royal Highness Phoenix King here?"

Zhou Hui got up and got up, grabbed the long knife nailed to the side of the bed, and strode across the hall to the wooden door: "Who is outside?"

There was a moment of silence outside the door.

"I am Asura, is His Royal Highness King Phoenix driving?" the hoarse and weird voice asked again.

Zhou Hui opened the door hurriedly, and saw a human-faced white-winged Asura bird outside the door. The huge membrane wings almost covered the entire corridor, and his white eyes stared at him without blinking.

Asura tribes have godheads and are exalted in hell. They often appear as masters of the four evil ways. However, in hell, facing the residence of a top-level monster like Zhou Hui, Asura Bird was still obviously hesitant, and did not rashly adopt the large summoning technique that Asura used to **** demon, but rarely chose to visit the door in person.

Zhou Hui held an iron knife in his hand and said coldly: "——What's the matter?"

Phoenix put on a white robe and walked out of the inner room, with his shoulders leaning on the door of the inner room behind Zhou Hui, with no expression on his beautiful face.

Compared to the Great Demon of the Sea of ​​Blood, the deterrence of the Phoenix King who has emptied the **** several times is obviously more specific. The white-winged bird on the human face paused, and then hoarsely said: "His Royal Highness, King Asura learned the news that you have descended from the mountain, I would like to ask you to move to the Iron Wheel Mountain Hell Demon Palace..."

The Phoenix asked: "Who is the Great Asura King?"

Human Face Bird replied: "It's His Royal Highness Fan Luo."

Phoenix didn't even think of who this person was, and said, "I see, let him come by himself."

Phoenix turned around and walked towards the inner room. The Human-faced White-winged Bird did not expect his reaction at all, and immediately stepped forward and said anxiously: "His Royal Highness..."

The iron knife in Zhou Hui's hand was half-out of its sheath.

——That's the one who only cut eleven phoenix bones!

Human Face Bird stopped immediately, and said angrily: "His Royal Highness!-The God and Buddha of Mount Xumi gave an decree to King Asura and ordered you to go to the Hell Demon Palace to listen to the decree. Don't you even think of God and Buddha? Is it for nothing?!"

Zhou Hui suddenly turned back to look at Phoenix, but he only heard him without looking back: "Oh? What's the purpose?"

"The Great King Asura invites you to move to the Hell Demon Palace for a comment, so that you can..."

Phoenix turned his face away, from his gaze to his expression very plain, he didn't even speak up:

"How did the former Great Asura King die?"

Human-faced birds are silent.

All beings in the nine heavens and ten places know that the predecessor King Asura was shot to death in the sea of ​​blood by the Phoenix King, and only then did the four evil ways of the next thousand years of turbulence.

Phoenix asked: "Does Van Luo want to die like that too?"

——Human Face Bird shook in an instant, and his color changed!

Phoenix turned around and walked into the inner room.

Human Face Bird was furious immediately, and as soon as his white eyes appeared scarlet, he almost immediately rushed forward!

But the next second Zhou Hui was out of the sheath with the sword, and the human face bird stood still in stunned by the light of the sword. After hesitating for a few seconds, he breathed heavily, and screamed: "The Phoenix King! The Venerable asks you to return to the 33rd Heaven, you must leave the way of **** immediately!"

The calm voice of the Phoenix came from the inner room: "If I were you, I would leave here now."

——He said this so calmly that he was taken aback and didn't immediately understand what it meant.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Hui understated that the blade was picked up, slashed across the neck of the human face bird, and closed the door.

The next moment there was a sound of water coming out of the door, and the heavy body of the human-faced white-winged bird made a loud crash and fell heavily on the steps!

Zhou Hui flicked the blade at random, and the blood drops splashed on the dark wooden wall, and quickly slid in.

He didn't even feel that there was anything wrong, and walked back into the interior room with the knife back. He saw Phoenix standing in front of the window facing him, staring at the distant and hazy sky outside the window.

Is he thinking about leaving? Zhou Hui passed this thought in his mind.

Although he immediately forced himself to dispel this idea, the anxiety and violentness that he produced remained in his mind for a long time, making him feel the hot airflow at the end of his nose when he breathed.

"You..."

"No," Phoenix interrupted him, seeming to know what he wanted to ask, and said, "I didn't want to leave."

He tilted his head to look at Zhou Hui, with a slight and soft smile on the corners of his lips.

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——At this time, both Zhou Hui and Phoenix thought that the will of Heaven's Dao was only a warning. At this delicate timing, it did not represent any real threat.

However, a nightmare shadow followed, and Phoenix soon found that a very terrible and ominous sign appeared on his body.