The last time I caught a cold, it came back again today, and it’s worse than last time, my tonsils are inflamed… I don’t know what’s going on, I’m wearing a lot of clothes, everyone should not brush too early recently, just watch it during the day…

Hua Cheng said: "What?"

He turned around and looked at Hua Cheng, and said, "Bai Wuxiang, why did you come to Tonglu Mountain?"

Hua Cheng said: "Perhaps his power has not yet fully recovered, and he wants to borrow the copper furnace to be reborn."

Xie Lian asked, “If that’s the case, then that means he’s not…Jue now?”

Hua Cheng said: "It's not impossible."

Just now, Bai Wuxiang pretended to be "Feng Xin" and "Mu Qing" and suddenly appeared. His appearance was terrifying. In addition, Xie Lian's first reaction was "I can't beat them, run!", so he pulled Hua Cheng and fled. The two did not fight him directly for a long time, so they did not find out what the current strength of Bai Wuxiang is.

Was it just a bluff? Or was he just doing it with ease? It was impossible to tell from the few hasty moves in the blink of an eye. Xie Lian murmured, "I just saw those two fake skins and subconsciously thought he was stronger, but who knows... he hasn't fully recovered yet, maybe this is his weakest time? Otherwise, why would he come to Tonglu Mountain? Maybe... I can try."

See if you can take him down now!

Hua Cheng immediately said, "Okay. I'll go check with him."

Xie Lian came back to his senses at once and said hurriedly, “No, no, don’t confront him head-on. I’ll go and give it a try!”

Generally, the ghost kings in desperate situations will not fight easily, such as Black Water Sinking Boat and Blood Rain Searching for Flowers, who have been living in peace for many years. Because the ghost kings are not like the priests in the heaven. Their strength, temples, believers, and sphere of influence can be calculated by those who are interested. They will hide their true strength like hiding their life experience. They have no knowledge of each other's strength, and no one knows what the consequences will be if two desperate people fight. Therefore, they will try to maintain a balance. Hua Cheng said: "Don't worry. The outcome is unknown. Otherwise, do you think I will let you fight him alone?"

“…”

Xie Lian shook his head and said, “No, Sanlang, we are different. He… won’t kill me. I promise.”

Hua Cheng said: "Why?"

After hesitating for a moment, Xie Lian chose not to answer and only said, “You don’t know how terrifying this thing is…”

Hua Cheng interrupted him in a deep voice, saying: "Your Highness! - I know."

Xie Lian then remembered that Hua Cheng had served in the Xianle Army and had personally experienced the Xianle battlefield and witnessed the tragic scene of corpses strewn all over the ground. However, Hua Cheng had not witnessed the horrific battle between Jun Wu and Bai Wuxiang like he had. He had never dealt with Bai Wuxiang either.

Thinking of this, Xie Lian shook his head vigorously and said, “It’s not that I don’t trust you, it’s just that I… don’t want you to make any mistakes.”

Hearing this, Hua Cheng's eyes flickered, and after a moment, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, brother. I've already died, and it won't be that easy for me to die again. Besides, have you forgotten what I said? As long as he doesn't find my ashes, he can't do anything to me."

After he reminded him, Xie Lian finally remembered this matter and said hurriedly, “Wait! Let’s not talk about anything else for now. Sanlang, have you hidden your… bones and ashes?”

Hua Cheng said: "It has been hidden for a long time."

Xie Lian nodded, paused, and couldn’t help asking, “Are you sure you’ve hidden it? Is that place safe enough? Will they not be found?”

Hua Cheng said calmly: "For me, it is the safest place in the world."

Xie Lian, however, felt that nothing was absolute, and asked, “Are you really that sure?”

Hua Cheng smiled and said, "If its hiding place is destroyed, then I don't have to exist. Of course I am sure."

Although Xie Lian was very concerned about what "no need to exist" meant, this place was not a safe place, and there might be ears listening, so it was inconvenient to discuss this issue in depth, so he put it aside. But at this point, Xie Lian really wanted to ask Hua Cheng - how did he die?

He wanted to know, but couldn't ask. After a person dies, the reason why the soul can stay in the world is because of obsession. In most cases, the obsession of pain and resentment is the strongest. And to become a desperate ghost king, the obsession is even more profound. He was afraid that if he asked Huacheng, he would not be able to bear it, just like being poked in the scar by him, and he himself might not be able to bear it. How did Huacheng survive these eight hundred years?

Thinking of this, a terrible idea suddenly popped up in Xie Lian’s mind. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat and said, “San Lang!”

Hua Cheng said: "What?"

Xie Lian’s fingers twitched slightly, and he said, “I… have another question for you.”

Hua Cheng said: "Just ask."

Xie Lian stared at him and asked, “In the past eight hundred years, have you ever seen me other than when I was in Xianle Country?”

“…”

Hua Cheng slowly turned around and said, "It's a pity, although I tried my best to find it and never gave up, but, there is nothing."

Xie Lian pressed, “Really?”

Hua Cheng looked him straight in the eyes and said, "Really? Why do you ask that, brother?"

Xie Lian breathed a sigh of relief, and with a forced smile, “No, it’s just that these past few years have been pretty rough, confusing, and unsuccessful. I thought it wouldn’t be good if you saw it.”

Hua Cheng laughed and said, "How could that be?"

Xie Lian didn’t laugh at all, and said, “I’m not kidding, I really failed.”

Hearing this, Hua Cheng stopped smiling and said seriously, "That doesn't matter. Didn't Your Highness say so a long time ago?"

Xie Lian was stunned: "Me? What did I say?"

Hua Cheng said leisurely: "To me, you are the one who is in glory, and you are also the one who falls into disgrace. The key point is 'you', not what kind of 'you' you are."

He winked at Xie Lian, raised an eyebrow, and said, “I’m the same.”

“…”

Xie Lian was stunned for a long while, and suddenly with a "pop" sound, he covered his face with his hands, feeling like his whole head was on fire, and said, "Did I ever say such a thing?!"

Hua Cheng said: "Yes! Brother, don't try to deny it."

Xie Lian covered his face with his arms and said, “No, no!”

Hua Cheng: "Brother, do you want to see it? I'll find it for you."

Xie Lian raised his head abruptly: “??? You… couldn’t… be… Sanlang you… couldn’t have memorized all of it!”

"Just kidding, just kidding."

"To be honest, I don't really believe it..."

"Brother, believe me."

"I don't believe it!"

The two of them came to a fork in the road. Suddenly, the wind blew. Hua Cheng slightly turned his body, stood in front of him, and raised one hand, as if trying to protect him.

The wind wasn’t actually strong, and there was no need to block it, but Hua Cheng’s action was completely natural. The wind died away, and his hair was still rustling, annoying him, and Xie Lian suddenly realized that when Hua Cheng wasn’t looking at him, his expression and features were cold. Absent-minded, indifferent and beautiful, Hua Cheng didn’t even realize that he moved without thinking, as if protecting him was simply an instinct.

Xie Lian blurted out, “San Lang!”

Hua Cheng looked sideways at him, then smiled and said, "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

Xie Lian felt that Hua Cheng probably didn’t realize that he was smiling.

A clear and strong voice said in his heart that this person really regarded him as a god.

Xie Lian secretly clenched his palms with his fingers and said, “After we get out of Tonglu Mountain, I have a lot to tell you.”

Hua Cheng nodded slightly and said, "Okay. I'll wait."

Xie Lian asked, “Have Feng Xin and the others left?”

Hua Cheng said: "He has already gone out."

Xie Lian asked, “What about Bai Wuxiang? He didn’t catch up with us, nor did he try to stop them? Where is he now? How far is he from us?”

Hua Chengdao: "He is..."

Before he finished his sentence, his expression changed slightly, and he lightly touched his right eyebrow with two fingers. After a moment, he said, "...He's gone."

"!"

Xie Lian was stunned: "Why is it gone?"

Hua Cheng remained calm, staring at it and said, "It disappeared out of thin air."

Even if it was a ghost, it couldn't disappear out of thin air in the Cave of Pantheon surrounded by numerous undead butterflies!

Xie Lian blurted out, "Let me see?" Then he held Hua Cheng's shoulders with both hands, stood on tiptoe slightly, and put their foreheads together. Hua Cheng's hand hugged his waist for a moment, as if he wanted to move away, but he finally put it on and hugged him tighter.

Xie Lian's eyes flashed with the scene that Hua Cheng had seen just a moment ago. The man in white came to a cave slowly, and countless dead butterflies pounced on him again, wrapping him up into a human-shaped pupa with silver light. After a stalemate, he shook him away, and the silver light burst and crackled, and the silver butterflies were shaken into phosphorescence all over the sky. However, when this burst of silver light settled, he disappeared!

Next, Hua Cheng’s right eye swept through the countless tunnels, and he spotted the figure in white. Xie Lian slightly turned his head away, wondering, “Did he leave?”

However, others may not know, but he knows best that as long as Bai Wuxiang sees him, he will definitely haunt him. Hua Cheng said: "Maybe our previous inference is true, his top priority is to use the copper furnace to rebuild his body, so he left first."

The voice came directly to his ear. Xie Lian came to his senses and found that Hua Cheng's face was in his hand, and he was slightly bent over. He quickly let go and said, "Stop him!"

Their mission in Tonglu Mountain this time was to stop all the people who might become the ultimate. The two of them had been avoiding the man in white, but after figuring out the situation, they walked through countless statues and took the initiative to search. After a while, they came to the place where the man in white disappeared.

As expected, apart from a few statues, there was no one. The ground was full of silver light, and there were still some silver butterflies that had not been completely shattered, fluttering their broken wings on the ground. Xie Lian leaned down, and although he didn't know if it would work, he still wanted to gather them up with his hands. At this moment, he heard Hua Cheng's voice behind him: "...Brother, come to me."

The voice was filled with suppressed anger, but the anger was not directed at him.

Xie Lian looked up and saw Hua Cheng staring at a statue in front of him with fire in his eyes.

It was a statue covered from head to tail by white gauze, motionless, with a vague outline. He seemed to be holding a sword in one hand and pointing it somewhere, so one end was extremely protruding and sharp.

However, at this moment, a layer of bloody red slowly seeped out from the sharp tip of the sword, and it was constantly expanding and spreading, soaking the white gauze.

There is blood on the sword!

Anyone who saw this scene would know that there was something strange about the statue. Maybe, under the white veil, it was no longer the original statue, but something else. Xie Lian jumped up and stood side by side with Hua Cheng, with the tip of his sword pointing at the statue. Hua Cheng waved his hand with a sullen face, and the white veil was lifted.

Xie Lian’s pupils suddenly contracted.

Under the white veil was a statue of him. It was a statue of Prince Yue, holding a sword in one hand and a flower in the other, with a smile on his face. However, this smile was stained with a hint of blood.

The source of the blood was the sword in his hand. On the blade, a young man was pierced, his face was bandaged, and his body was covered in blood. It was Lang Ying!