He is more than ten years older than Xuanhuang, a genius in exorcism, and a master whose whereabouts are mysterious, amazing, and low-key.
Like Xuanhuang, Lu Sheng also experienced alone when he was a teenager.
The difference is that Xuanhuang took the initiative to leave home to practice, but he was left by his master.
The old man, who didn't look old at all, left a piece of paper and left him in the hut.
Being able to become close friends with Xuanhuang makes Lu Sheng feel incredible.
Xuan Huang frowned: "I have been to many places, but none of them are satisfactory."
However, I saved some little monsters, except for many evil demons, and I didn't run in vain. ” "In that case, why don't you come and live in this village?"
Lu Sheng let go of the paper figure and pushed the little guy with his index finger.
When the paper man returned to the chessboard, he filled Xuanhuang with wine, "It's much cleaner here than outside, and the aura is abundant, so there's nothing wrong with staying." ” Xuan Huang grinned and raised his eyebrows: "That's because you have traveled all over the world in the past, with your ability, I'm afraid that the other two lives have also been there, right?"
I really envy you for having such a powerful master. ” In his opinion, Lu Sheng's current ability is enough to be selected as a hidden god.
Lu Sheng shook his head and smiled, not speaking.
Xuanhuang raised his head to drink and sighed: "I know that the village is very good, but there are too many places I haven't visited.
The world is so big, if you don't walk around, you will be unwilling. ” He pointed to his heart, "Don't create a demon barrier here." ” Lu Sheng chuckled, and didn't force him to stay, but said: "When I come back, I will bring more elixirs that can heal the monsters."
I don't have much left on my side. ” Heal?
Xuanhuang nodded, but his gaze drifted to the forest heron walking cautiously among the flowers.
After staying for two days, Xuanhuang said goodbye to Lu Sheng.
Compared to Lu Sheng, an exorcist who has been in the world for a long time and has become stable, he still has too many places to go.
"Be careful when you're outside, you're not an invincible exorcist yet.
Don't go out standing up, come back lying down. ” Lu Sheng stood among the dew-covered blades of grass in a light green and white robe, and beside him stood a thousand-year-old tree that was used as a demarcation point for the enchantment.
The ancient tree is enough for five Xuanhuang to hold hands to finish, the leaves are verdant, the branches are mottled and cracked, and the bark is rough, like an old man who is close to ancient times.
"Don't curse me, go back.
Dew weight.
Xuan Huang stepped on his long sword, waved his hand and turned around and flew out of the enchantment.
Lu Sheng's voice followed closely behind him: "Don't forget to bring the herbs-" Xuan Huang didn't answer, he was already out of the enchantment.
Even if Lu Sheng answered, he couldn't hear it, only an old tree stood behind him, and he didn't see the village.
This time, it has been more than a year.
Xuan Huang never expected that he would come back with hundreds of catties of good herbs that he had obtained from visiting various places full of spiritual energy, as well as the newly harvested powerful gods, but what he saw was a scene of rivers of blood.
On the way, he thought about a lot of things to say to Lu Sheng.
I even want to learn some exorcism with him to see how much I grow.
Xuan Huang was so happy that he seemed to be about to fly, and even the Shikin could clearly detect his emotions.
Unfortunately, his smile shattered when he saw the ancient tree.
The world behind the trees is no longer an ordinary mountain forest made of enchantments—the village is in full view.
The barrier is gone!
Xuan Huang approached and found that there was still a person hanging on the old tree, and his back looked very much like Lu Sheng.
The bad premonition was like a clump of artemisia grass that grew wildly, rushing out of his heart, and it was instantaneous.
Xuan Huang jumped down from his sword and stumbled over, his feet getting heavier the more he ran.
He went around, and the man in the tree was terrestrial!
An autumn sweep passed, and Lu Sheng shook on the tree.
"Terrestrial ......
Terrestrial?
Terrestrial!
” Lu Sheng's wrists were tied and hung from a tree, and his face hung down, but there was a hint of a smile on his face......
Xuanhuang couldn't get up in one breath, only to feel that his eyes were black.
He couldn't utter another word, and his throat felt like a lump of mud had been stuffed.
Only the movement was neat, he withdrew the sword floating in the air, and flew to cut off the hands that bound Lu Sheng.
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Xuan Huang caught Lu Sheng with one hand and fell to the ground.
The person in his arms has no temperature, no breathing, no heartbeat.
Lu Sheng died.
Xuanhuang was holding his body, but his mind was full of his appearance.
Not slow, gentle and elegant, indifferent personality, happy but like a child.
There was a hole in his heart, and he couldn't even shed tears.
It is not even possible to imagine what is happening in the village.
"The Village......
Lu Sheng ......"
Xuan Huang trembled and put Lu Sheng lightly on the light yellow grass at the tip of the leaves, and called a Shi Shen who was not weak to protect him.
Then, he ran towards the village with the rest of Shikigami with him.
The demonic energy coming from the village was weak, but the blood was sky-high.
Xuanhuang didn't have time to think about what had happened.
I just want to know if there are any youkai alive.
Unfortunately, the whole village fell silent.
On the ground and on the roof, the remains of youkai killed by magic lie horizontally.
Among them are youkai who can transform into human form, and there are also half-demons.
There are also weaker little monsters that still maintain their original form.
No matter what kind of monster it is, they all stare at it with puzzled eyes, and they die miserably.
The mud puddles on the ground used to be small puddles, but now they are puddles of blood.
Even though Xuan Huang is an exorcist who has seen a lot of the world, he has never seen such a tragic situation.
Creepy, cold hands and feet, was his only feeling.
"What the hell is going on here?"
Shikijin behind him frowned and whispered, his eyes swept over the remnants of the fight, and he was also terrified.
On the ridge of the roof, the cold-faced god holding the red arc sword also twisted his eyebrows: "There are traces of spells and demonic battles everywhere, and the warlock has been here." ” Xuan Huang thought that such a huge killing would come either a peerless master or a group of warlocks!
"Find survivors, don't miss anywhere!"
He ordered with a dark face, his voice trembling.
These monsters are all pure and good-natured, and there is no bloodshed.
They are Lu Sheng's "family" and friends of Xuanhuang.
The further he went, the heavier Xuanhuang's heart sank.
He knew all of them, and some of them were youkai who had fished and fished together with them.
He saw a gray fox lying on its side, a little creature who had not yet fully cultivated into a human form.
Although he has a human body, he has fox ears on his head, his hands and feet are still plush paws, and he has a large fluffy and flexible tail behind him, which is very pleasing.
Every time Xuan Huang came, the gray fox boy would be the first to smell him and come to him to play.
He also said that when he grew up, he would make a contract with Xuanhuang and be his god......
The frank and sincere eyes made Xuan Huang smile and bend the corners of his mouth every time he thought about it.
But at this time, the young man stared at his incomprehensible eyes, and his head was in a different place.
Xuanhuang roared, and the sword in his hand plunged into the dirt along with the scabbard - I swear that in this life, I will find the murderers who destroyed the village, and slash them to come to the blood sacrifice!
Anger and pain formed into boulders that crushed his heart.