In the last sentence, there was a touch of mockery in his tone.
Chen Xi suddenly remembered a certain rumor.
It is said that the god Suzaku broke a law of heaven to save a fairy, and was imprisoned. From then on, he was not allowed to participate in politics.
Chen Xi turned his head, somewhat curious about what kind of girl was she who was worthy of the greatest god in the immortal world.
However, now is not the time for gossip.
She knew that what Lord Suzaku said just now was reminding her that if she didn't want to be tortured anymore, she had to make herself stronger quickly.
She smiled slightly and expressed her gratitude to Lord Suzaku.
Then, sitting cross-legged on the cold ground, I began to close my five senses and enter the realm of healing.
Lord Zhuque looked at her with a faint look in his eyes, as if he had no intention of leaving.
Bang! A dark light suddenly flashed from the sky between Thirteen, and hit Chen Xi with a bang.
The sleeves of Suzaku God turned over to block the dark light at the right time.
Looking sideways, he saw the Barefoot Immortal flying towards him like a whirlwind. When he saw the Suzaku God, he was startled for a moment and bowed faintly: "The God!"
"The Barefoot Immortal came in such a hurry, what's the matter?"
"Uh..." The corners of the Barefoot Immortal's lips stiffened, inexplicably feeling that the smiling eyes of Lord Suzaku were a bit sharp.
The hand shaking the cattail leaf fan paused for a moment, and then he said: "The Lord Zhuque doesn't know something! This woman has violated the laws of heaven, and the fairy is about to take her to be punished!"
"Oh? Violating the rules of heaven?"
Upon hearing this, Lord Suzaku cast his eyes lightly on Chen Xi, who was practicing with his eyes closed, and said softly: "This is a big deal! Barefoot Immortal, please do as you please!"
As he spoke, the snow-white boots moved slowly to make way for the Barefoot Immortal.
His indifferent appearance was just like the impression he gave others, elegant and without any trace of worldliness.
The Barefoot Immortal was still immersed in the blockage he had just made. Now that he saw that the Suzaku Master had no intention of meddling in his own business, he was startled again.
After a while, he woke up and bowed to Lord Zhuque again, and then went to catch Chen Xi after passing by him.
God Suzaku looked at him with a smile, the flute in his hand rotated in a gorgeous arc, and fell to his lips in the blink of an eye.
The sound of the flute is melodious, like the wind passing through the bamboo forest.
The barefoot immortal's feet suddenly trembled, and his outstretched hands were suspended in mid-air, as if he was being restrained and unable to move forward or retreat.
The sound of polyester that spread through the cracks stirred up the cold air, blowing coldly across the barefoot immortal's face.
The hands of the Barefoot Immortal were suppressed by an invisible force. During the control, the strength of his body seemed to be drained away.
This is the power of these thirteen layers of cracks. As long as the divine voice is there, no one can escape the control of the voice.
He looked back at Suzaku God helplessly: "Shang God, Xiaoxian has a merciless request..."
Lord Zhuque looked at him and raised his brows gracefully.
The Barefoot Immortal moved his lips in embarrassment and said: "God, can you please... can you..." Play it later?
However, God Zhuque didn't seem to see his eyes begging for mercy.
His gaze faintly swept over Chen Xi, who had closed her five senses, and saw that there was nothing unusual about her. Instead, the water lotus spinning on her chest became more and more energetic, and there was a strange smile in the corner of his eyes.
Turning around, he played the flute gracefully and walked out of the sight of the Barefoot Immortal calmly and calmly.
"Hey! God!"
What exactly is going on?
The Barefoot Immortal looked at his immobilized body in confusion. In his opinion, Lord Suzaku had always been lonely.
He doesn't like to meddle in other people's business, nor does he like others to disturb his purity. But now, he uses the polyphonic sound to fixate him here. Why is this?
Could it be that he just offended him unknowingly?
Thinking of this, the Barefoot Immortal had a hint of disdain on his face: "Humph! He's just a prison guard god who was relegated to a corner. What's so great about it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the voice echoing in his ears suddenly changed its tone.
The melodious sound was replaced by intense notes, and each sound was like invisible darts, hitting the body of the Barefoot Immortal without leaving any scars. Some of them were indescribable pain.
The magic sound that penetrates the brain is nothing more than that!
The Barefoot Immortal's head ached from the sound of the sound. He wanted to restrain his consciousness from being controlled by the sound, but he was so excited that he couldn't calm down for a while.
The end result is that the evil elements in the soul are attacked by Ziyin as an enemy, and even his physical body cannot be saved.
"Shangshen, I'm sorry. It was Xiaoxian who offended me. Please be magnanimous and don't argue with Xiaoxian."
Time passes quickly like a white horse passing by.
He didn't know how long he had been tortured by the sound. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and raised his head, shouting for mercy into the vast white clouds.
The sound from the horizon stopped abruptly.
"..."
The body of the Barefoot Immortal was freed, and he fell to the ground in exhaustion, cursing in his heart: Damn it! That Suzaku who was in trouble dared to tease him like this, he must read him before the Emperor of Heaven.
On the side, Chen Xi, who had closed her eyes to recover, slowly opened her eyes. She lowered her head and looked at her chest. There was no pain under the blood-stained clothes. She thought she should be much better.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and when she stood up, she suddenly found a great immortal sitting not far away from her with a raised eyebrow.
"Hua Qianxi, you go with me!"
When the Barefoot Immortal saw Chen Xi regaining consciousness, his brows frowned subconsciously.
In order to let Chen Xi see her discomfort, he forced himself to stand up, looking at Chen Xi seriously like a respected elder.
Chen Xi was worried about his deception and was thinking that she would find a chance to greet him properly when she went out. Unexpectedly, this old guy came first.
Involuntarily, she raised the corners of her lips in an evil manner and said mockingly: "Great Immortal, has the Emperor of Heaven sent you to catch me again?"
"Hua Qianxi, as a reincarnation of a fairy, how can you be so vicious! How dare you hurt Shangxuan God to the point of unconsciousness. Go away and follow me to see the Emperor of Heaven!"
The method of the Barefoot Immortal was stimulated by the sarcastic smile on Chen Xi’s lips!
He curled his lips in displeasure and was about to grab Chen Xi's arm.
"Hey, hey, hey, great immortal, men and women don't have sex, so don't mess around!"
Chen Xi calmly shook off his hand and looked at him like he was looking at a hypocrite with evil intentions.
Such a look is undoubtedly full of irony for a great immortal who pays attention to his image.
The Barefoot Immortal had a look on his face. He was worried that the Suzaku God would come back to ruin his good deeds. He snorted coldly, said nothing, and went straight forward to arrest the person.
However, although he was very fast, Chen Xi, who had been wary of him for a long time, was not an easy man.
She opened her arms and backed away quickly with a crash as if she was stepping on a loach.