Seeing an uninvited guest suddenly break in, Jingwen asked cautiously: "Who are you?!"

However, the one who questioned him was not a "person" but an extremely rough stone statue of a man, naked, but with cloth strips wrapped all over his body, which was inexplicably weird and funny.

No wonder he made no footsteps when he walked, but instead made a strange "dong dong" sound; no wonder Pei Ming and Ling Wen were shocked when they saw him; no wonder Pei Ming said Ling Wen was lying with his eyes open. Because, from head to toe, this thing really didn't look like a female ghost at all.

Pei Ming and Ling Wen were both wrapped in something like scrolls, and were held tightly in Jing Wen's hands, unable to move. Xie Lian finally came to his senses and said, "??? Me???"

Jingwen asked, "Are you Prince Xianle?"

Xie Lian was startled and said, “Ah? You actually recognized me? This is really…”

However, it was not surprising. When Xie Lian ascended for the first time, there was a huge scene. He might not recognize every priest in the Heavenly Court, but every priest in the Heavenly Court definitely recognized him. Just like now, he did not remember what Jingwen looked like at all, but Jingwen still remembered him and said, "Of course. Your Highness the Crown Prince's immortal journey has been full of ups and downs, I think it is hard not to recognize you!"

Xie Lian was inexplicably touched, and subconsciously said, “I’m honored, I’m honored… But how did you become like this…”

Jingwen asked, "How did I become like this?"

Xie Lian coughed lightly and nodded, feeling that his question was a bit rude. Jing Wen, however, took the opportunity to attack, saying, “It’s all thanks to that bitch Nangong Jie! After the decline of Jingwen Hall, my magic power became weaker and weaker, and she took advantage of the situation and chased me everywhere. I had no choice but to attach myself to this stone statue, so that I can survive until now!”

Lingwen said, "I'm not much more excessive than you, am I? You personally ordered me to stay in Jingwen Hall until three o'clock in the morning, but you came out and said that I was shameless enough to stay and harass you late at night. Words can kill people invisibly, and I responded with a sword, which is much more polite."

After saying that, he suddenly kicked out and hit Jingwen's lower body. In Xie Lian's opinion, this move was really powerless. After all, the stone statue was not a body, and at most it could only break the few strips of cloth on Jingwen's body. Unexpectedly, Jingwen let out a sharp scream, as if he had really been kicked in the vitals, and covered his lower body.

However, it was too late. The white cloth around his crotch was kicked off by Lingwen. Xie Lian looked quickly and found nothing under the white cloth.

Nothing means that this is a naked stone statue, however, there is nothing under his crotch as it should be.

This stone statue is actually a statue of a eunuch!

Xie Lian thought to himself, “So it’s a statue of a eunuch!”

This kind of stone statue is often found in the tombs of high-ranking officials and nobles. It is a kind of burial object with a strong yin energy, and it is indeed a good choice for possession. However, Jingwen, a male priest who is always fussy about losing to a woman, ended up as a statue of a eunuch slave. It is really ironic!

Lingwen laughed and said, "I was wondering why you are so angry. I see! I can't reach that high. How high can you reach in this state? I'll wait and see! Hahahahahaha..."

Jingwen's fig leaf was torn off and stepped on. He was so furious that he grabbed Lingwen's hair and shouted, "Shut up! I don't know how many priests slept with you to get to where you are today. What are you so proud of? Apologize now!"

Lingwen almost had a bunch of hair pulled out by him, but she endured the pain and did not beg for mercy, let alone apologize. Pei Ming said: "Are you really a literary god? You have no elegance and grace at all. Even the shrews who curse on the street are prettier than you!"

Xie Lian cried out in pain, fearing that he would strangle the two men to death in a fit of excitement. He could not help but shout “Hey!” and raised his hand, saying, “Calm down! Master Jingwen! Actually! It doesn’t make any difference whether you have that thing or not! Really!”

Jingwen grabbed Lingwen with one hand and covered his lower body with the other, roaring, "You're lying! It doesn't matter whether it's there or not?! Try it if you don't have it?!"

Xie Lian said sincerely, “Really! Believe me! Although I have that thing! But! It’s no different from not having that thing! Because of me!”

He offered himself again and gave a personal example. Hearing this, Jingwen seemed to calm down a little and said, "Which one are you?!"

Xie Lian said, “That’s it! You know what I mean! Even if I had it, I would never use it! Well, in fact, whether it’s a male priest, a female priest, or… other priests, these are all external things, there’s no need to be so obsessed…”

Jingwen interrupted him and said, "Since you think there is no difference, then cut it and show it to me."

Xie Lian: “???”

Jingwen immediately said, "Didn't you say there is no difference? Hypocrisy! You clearly can't bear to be without this thing. Stop using that nonsense to persuade me. I'm not a young man who will cry and repent after eating two of your candies! It doesn't matter if you don't cut it, I cut his!"

He was referring to Pei Ming. Pei Ming was stunned: "Fuck you?!"

This is terrible. Although many people want to cut off General Pei's thing, Xie Lian doesn't want him to succeed here, and hurriedly said: "Master Jingwen! Although Lingwen was wrong to bully you after your decline, you also bullied her before, so it's even. Why do you have to be so ruthless!" While talking to divert attention, he quietly put Ruo Xie down and let it slip behind Jingwen like a snake. Jingwen said: "Even? It's not that simple. You reminded me that I have something to ask this bitch! - Nangong, did you do anything to destroy the Xuli country?"

Jingwen is the god of literature worshipped by Xuli State, and Xuli State is his foundation. If the foundation is destroyed, it will naturally be impacted and even decline. Therefore, it is very reasonable for Jingwen to suspect Lingwen. After he asked, Lingwen kept silent. Jingwen shouted: "Tell me quickly! Is it you who did it?! I know it must be you! It must be you, otherwise it would not be destroyed so quickly! It's all because of you, the insidious bitch! That idiot general must have done it to you!"

Xie Lian thought to himself, “How come you’re answering your own question when Ling Wen hasn’t answered yet… Wait, what? What general?”

Over there, Lingwen suddenly laughed softly. If Jingwen hadn't been possessed by the stone statue of the eunuch at the moment, with a blank expression on his face, he would have gnashed his teeth and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Lingwen raised his head slightly and whispered, "Do you know what the consequences will be if you call him an idiot in front of him?"

Jingwen was still confused when the next moment, the scroll that bound Lingwen broke apart, and a hand in black sleeves reached out from the broken debris and covered its crown.

Jingwen froze before he could say anything more. A crack appeared on his rough face, followed by a second and a third...

Within three sounds, the entire body was shattered into pieces!

Lingwen broke free from his restraints and stood in place. Layers of black air were floating around him, and at his feet was a pile of rubble.

It turns out that the "ancient country" in the legend of the Jinyixian is Xuli Country, and Bai Jin is also a Xuli countryman. Just as Xie Lian sorted out his thoughts, he heard Pei Ming, who was still tightly bound by the scroll, say: "Lingwen? Stop first."

He saw Lingwen turned around and was walking towards him step by step. Thinking of what Lingwen had just said to Pei Ming, "He really doesn't like you," Xie Lian thought to himself, "Oh no, is he going to kill someone to silence them?"

Lingwen walked away while soothing him in a slow voice: "Bai Jin, he is already dead. It's all nonsense. It's not true."

However, the effect did not seem to be good. Lingwen said again: "Old Pei, I can't do anything. He heard Jingwen say that you are my mistress and he is determined to kill you. Your Highness, please help me!"

Without her reminder, Xie Lian had already cut the scroll that bound Pei Ming with a sword. Pei Ming jumped up, and the two flew out of the cave and returned to the ground. Looking down, they saw Lingwen punching the place where Pei Ming had been lying. Rocks flew everywhere, and the power was amazing. It was even more fierce than the punches Xie Lian had just thrown to explore the way above!

Xie Lian collected Ruo Xie and wrapped it around his wrist. Pei Ming also held his wrist. After being tied up for so long, the swelling on his left hand had subsided a little, but it was probably only reduced from being stung by a million wasps to being stung by half a million wasps. He said, "I'm damn wronged..."

Before he could finish his words, Lingwen's figure had already appeared before him!

The two of them exchanged palm strikes and each retreated several feet. Xie Lian and Pei Ming looked at each other, thinking that this was a difficult situation, and ran away. Xie Lian turned back and shouted as he ran, "Lingwen! Can you persuade General Bai again?"

Lingwen chased after them and said, "I tried to persuade him! But he doesn't believe me anymore!"

Pei Ming said: "He must be injured because you lied to him!"

Xie Lian asked, “Lingwen! Can you change back to your female form? Your female form will reduce your lethality!”

Lingwen said, "No!"

Xie Lian: “Why not?”

Lingwen: "He won't let me change back!"

Pei Ming: "I understand! This guy doesn't dare to get close to a woman's body! What a coward!"

Boom! A roof crashed down from behind, almost crushing Xie Lian and Pei Ming. Ling Wen said, "I didn't throw it! Who told you to scold him? He got even angrier. You two are in danger!"

Xie Lian hurriedly said, “Ah? What does it have to do with me? I didn’t say anything. Lingwen, can you tell him not to count me in?”

Pei Ming said, "Count them in. It's easier to share the burden with more people. Your Highness, where is Xiao Pei? Where is Ban Yue Imperial Preceptor? Where is your Blood Rain Scholar???"

Xie Lian said, “I’ll go look for you in another direction. Don’t count on us. We’ve already run dozens of miles. Let’s just run first! He’s already absorbed more than a thousand demons. We can’t fight him head-on right now!”

Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, his feet suddenly floated and his whole body was lifted up. Not only him, but Pei Ming was also caught in a large net and hung in the air.

This was truly a sudden disaster. The net seemed to be made of a special material and could not be torn apart with bare hands. At the same time, many green-faced, fang-toothed monsters and ghosts jumped out of the woods in all directions. There were at least one or two hundred of them. They all clapped their hands in ecstasy: "We caught him!!!"

"Hahahaha, is this the first person to be caught? This trap works really well!"

"Look what we caught, how many heads we have!"

He was careless for a moment, panicked and lost his way, and fell into the trap of this third-rate ghost. Xie Lian subconsciously touched Fang Xin to draw the net, but found nothing. He realized that the net was raised suddenly, and Fang Xin slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground. He didn't bring it up, and Lingwen had already caught up to the bottom of the net. Under his feet was Fang Xin. The ghosts didn't know what had come, and said happily: "Another one!"

Ling Wen raised his hands, and in each palm he held up a ball of dark ghost fire. He looked up at Xie Lian and Pei Ming and said, "You two, I... really, have no choice."

Xie Lian exhaled and said, “Lingwen, can I ask what would happen if you were hit by this thing?”

Ling Wen said: "Last time, I used such a large ball of will-o'-the-wisp to hit His Highness Qiying, and he was injured. But fortunately, he can still run and jump."

It looked like the damage wasn’t that great, so being hit wasn’t a big deal. Xie Lian and Pei Ming both breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Fortunately, fortunately…”

Just after he said "It's okay", the two balls of ghost fire in Lingwen's hands suddenly increased tenfold and turned into two blazing flames that shot up into the sky!

Xie Lian: “…”

Pei Ming: “…”

"..." Ling Wen said, "But I don't know what will happen if such a large ball is hit."

Pei Ming roared, "Wait, but I'm really not your mistress?!!!"

Ling Wen said: "I know this too, but it's useless if only you and I know it!"

The demons and ghosts were all stunned by the two raging ghost fires. They quickly picked up their weapons and surrounded them fiercely, shouting, "Good boy! You are so brave. You still want to steal our heads when you are about to die. Kill him!!!"

However, these little soldiers and ghosts posed no threat to Jin Yi Xian. At best, they were just a new wave of nutrients for him. Ling Wen tilted his head slightly, and the phosphorescence of the ghost fire was reflected in his pupils. It seemed that he was ready to receive the head that was delivered to his door. At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew.

Amidst the screams and cries, the group of little ghosts were blown into the sky in an instant!

Rather than saying that he was blown up to the sky by the "wind", it would be more accurate to say that he was grabbed up to the sky by an invisible strange giant hand!

Jin Yi Xian seemed to have noticed something and became alert. Ling Wen lowered his hand holding the will-o'-the-wisp and slowly scanned the surroundings. Xie Lian tried to look up, but the dense branches and leaves blocked his view. The screams of the ghosts had long since stopped, so he had no idea what was happening up there. Pei Ming asked vigilantly, "Who's coming?"

After looking for a while, Xie Lian suddenly asked, “Didn’t you smell it?”

Pei Ming asked: "What?"

Xie Lian said, “The fragrance of flowers.”

Pei Ming asked doubtfully, "Is there such a thing?"

Xie Lian closed his eyes. After a moment, he said with certainty, “Yes. It is indeed the scent of flowers.”

A faint, strange, cool floral scent. I don't know what it is called, and I don't know where it comes from. It's so faint, so light, that it seems to be there and yet not there.

Pei Ming frowned and said, "I didn't smell the fragrance of flowers, but I did smell it..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt something dripping onto his face. He wiped it away with his hand and his pupils shrank slightly.

is blood.

Two drops of the will-o'-the-wisp in Lingwen's hand also fell, and the flame immediately weakened. He became more alert and raised his head suddenly. In an instant -

Bloody rain fell from the sky!

Pei Ming was hanging higher than Xie Lian, and was immediately soaked by the sudden bloody rain, with only a pair of eyes wide open. Ling Wen's will-o'-the-wisp in both hands had been completely extinguished, and he dodged under a tree, avoiding the same fate as Pei Ming who was unprepared. Xie Lian suddenly felt the binding net break, and his body sank and fell down. He turned over in the air and landed steadily, just in time for the bloody rain to come.

There was no time to dodge, so Xie Lian raised his sleeves, ready to block as much as he could. However, after the darkness, he heard a low chuckle.

The air was suddenly filled with a mysterious and alluring floral scent.

Xie Lian raised his face slightly. He did not feel the rain hitting his face, but instead felt something extremely soft brushing past his face.

He stretched out his hand, caught it, looked down, and found that what was quietly falling into his palm was actually a small crimson petal.

He raised his head again, held his breath, and felt unbelievable.

The blood rain in the sky turned into a rain of flowers falling all over the sky!

There was no need to guess who the person was. Xie Lian gathered his five fingers together, grasped the petal, and blurted out, "San Lang!"

As soon as he turned around, he saw Lingwen falling silently. And the tall young man standing alone, with black hair and red clothes, smiling softly, who else could it be but Huacheng?

Flowers fell like blood, and blood flew like flowers. The face was as handsome and lively as when he first saw it, and his eyes were shining. He slowly sheathed the slender silver scimitar and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, I am back."