Seeing this handful of feathers, Yu Xian's whole body felt numb.
If people like Yu Xian who are uneasy about their destiny are compared to bugs in the order of the world, then the Demon of Lord Tribulation is undoubtedly the anti-virus software responsible for clearing bugs.
For example, when Liu Xiu, the son of destiny, fought against the time traveler Wang Mang, the bolide crashed into Wang Mang's military camp, and the big monkey was suppressed by the bolide because of the wrong posture.
What is the Demon of Lord Tribulation?
That is the Yellow Emperor's riding dragon, that is the natural black bird, that is the singing phoenix of Qishan Mountain, and that is Sun Wukong who was beaten with a stick.
It's inherently super strong.
Among ordinary people, who can get better?
Like Liu Bang, the foolish son of destiny who chopped off the white snake he found is an anomaly in himself.
At least Yu Xian knew how much he weighed.
The water here is too deep for him to grasp.
Yu Xian was determined to give up. He glanced at Linqiong Ghost King and planned to kill her and leave this place of right and wrong.
The injuries on Linqiong Ghost King's body have been dragged on until now, and they have completely exploded. Coupled with the continuous pursuit, they have been extremely exhausted, and they no longer have the strength to escape.
She didn't seem to realize that her life was in Yu Xian's hands. She calmly looked at the colorful feathers and asked, "What is this? Has the Imperial Master seen it before?"
Yu Xian replied casually, "These are the feathers of Taoist Pheasant."
Saying that, he went to see Linqiong Ghost King's reaction.
"Pheasant Taoist?" Linqiong Ghost King frowned.
After pondering for a long time, the Linqiong Ghost King said, "I remember that some disciples of the Wugui Sect followed the Imperial Master to Chang'an for business. There, they once offended a very powerful guy, who seemed to be called Pheasant Taoist."
"Oh? The Ghost King also knows about this?" Yu Xian raised his eyebrows, put away the seven-colored feathers, and held them in his palm.
Linqiong Ghost King's memory of that little incident became clearer and clearer, and he said calmly, "It failed at that time, and you killed Liu Yan's two sons. Liu Yan became furious because of this, and Wu Yan was also affected. Again.
In addition, Chang Le was seriously injured, and this matter caused quite a stir in Sichuan. Therefore, all details of the trip to Chang'an were asked clearly."
Yu Xian frowned after hearing this, "Because of that encounter in Chang'an? It doesn't seem like there would be such a big grudge."
If Yu Xian remembered correctly, they suffered a small loss at that time. Chang Le tried to take a breath, but suffered a backlash and almost died in Chang'an.
This is just a small thing.
If the master of the calamity demon had only this kind of courage, Yu Xian would have died when he was in Luoyang.
The Linqiong Ghost King did not answer the call.
Yu Xian noticed Linqiong Ghost King's pause and glanced over again.
The Linqiong Ghost King was silent for a while, then sighed, "That's not what you mean, Chang Le replaced two of that Taoist's fingers."
Yu Xian didn't understand what Linqiong Ghost King meant for a while and looked at her blankly.
Linqiong Ghost King had no choice but to say again, "I said Chang Le replaced two of Pheasant Taoist's fingers."
He also explained, "For some people, this incident may be just a slightly inconvenient prank, but for some people, it may ruin their future and cause unimaginable consequences. I didn't think it was anything at first, but others
Since he has come to seek revenge, it is probably because of this."
Yu Xian was dumbfounded.
"Change, change the finger?"
This little girl Chang Le is so scary?!
Even the powerful Taoist Pheasant was fooled into flying up.
Is this the legendary...
--Incompetent bungler?!
Yu Xian was a little moved for a moment.
Maybe there are some rare things to live in.
Isn't this kind of unnatural and unscientific metaphysical power the best weapon to use against those difficult people?
Moreover, judging from this, the Pheasant Taoist has already faced off against the Minghuo Zhizhang of the Wugui Sect?
If both sides suffered a lose-lose situation, Yu Xian would be happy to see it.
If you have the chance, mix the water just right.
Yu Xian's heart moved and he asked again, "Who were the two people who died before?"
The Linqiong Ghost King had nothing to hide about this matter, and said slightly sadly, "Those two people are the Ailao Ghost King and the Green Fly Ghost King. We were frustrated in Heming Mountain, so we asked the Hechi Ghost King to go to Mianzhu to look for Wu Yan.
Make an idea, the remaining people will temporarily return to Zitong to rest."
After hearing this, Yu Xian had some thoughts and breathed a sigh of relief.
He glanced at the corpse of the White Mountain Ghost King on the ground and said, "Ms. Bai Gu has been kind to me, so I can't ignore her husband's body. You can bury the White Mountain Ghost King with me, and then take me to Mianzhu to meet Wu Yan."
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At this point, he warned, "Otherwise, you will not be able to live."
Linqiong Ghost King laughed dumbly, his eyes were crooked, and his heroic face unexpectedly showed some feminine charm.
she asked slowly.
"Are you... threatening me?"
Seeing that Yu Xian kept a straight face and said nothing, the smile on her face melted, her whole face was bright, and she asked leisurely, "Threatening a ghost king?"
Yu Xian noticed how confident Linqiong Ghost King was, so he frowned and secretly increased his vigilance.
Linqiong Ghost King looked at Yu Xian and asked calmly, "Although Hong'er is good at fighting, he is just a heretic. Do you know what the roots of my ghost path are?"
After saying that, he paused for a moment, and without waiting for Yu Xian to answer, he looked at him and asked himself, "It's a disease."
When the Linqiong Ghost King talked about illness, a pale grimace flashed across Yu Xian's face.
This ghostly figure loomed on Yu Xian's face, and from time to time he would wail silently in pain.
Yu Xian was shocked and yelled, "How brave!"
As Yu Xian drank loudly, the strong blood energy on his body rolled and rose. Yu Xian's skin was hot, as if it was on fire, and suddenly it burst into flames.
The flame was majestic and bright, burning the white ghostly figure on Yu Xian's body.
The white ghost figure dissipated and condensed in the flames, turning around and wailing. Although it was extremely painful, it hid deeper and deeper into the depths of Yu Xian's internal organs.
The fatal disease bypassed Yu Xian's false strength, marched straight in, and entangled Yu Xian's body endlessly.
Before Yu Xian realized it, the originally mild illness had slowly begun to grow stronger with the help of Yu Xian's body due to the temptation and delay of Linqiong Ghost King.
Linqiong Ghost King saw that the overall situation was decided, so he slowly took a few steps back.
Before the distance was enough, the body had reached its limit, and the possessed female ghost in red slowly dissipated and fled in all directions.
Linqiong Ghost King, who had always been calm and composed, fell directly to the ground after being released from the ghost state.
Yu Xian suddenly became interested again.
The Linqiong Ghost King lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment and sneered, "Haha", "Do you think being sick is as comfortable as you are?"
"It's just that I was afraid that you would notice it, so I had to bear the pain myself."
As he spoke, the dashing Linqiong Ghost King, who had always been calm and composed, snorted and no longer tried to hide the pain on his face.
Then Linqiong Ghost King weakly pointed his finger towards Yu Xian, and the pain caused by the disease was immediately returned to Yu Xian.
Yu Xian immediately felt that his lungs were short of breath, his throat was dry, itchy, swollen and painful, and then he became dizzy and breathless.
As the first cough came out, Yu Xian tried his best to resist, but it collapsed like a lost dam.
A series of violent coughs made Yu Xian so miserable that he felt like retching.
It's just that he didn't eat much for many days, so he couldn't vomit anything.
However, those dry coughs were like waves, making Yu Xian's pain pile up layer by layer, threatening to roll out his trachea and esophagus.
In the end, he lost his composure and knelt on the ground, with tears and saliva flowing freely.
After a while, Yu Xian was horrified to find that as he coughed violently, the yin and yang copper coins and the gourd of merit and fame hidden in the acupuncture points of his lungs were loosened, and there was a possibility that he would cough them out at any time.