Heretic Doctor Zihou

The night is stained with ink, and the moon and stars are rare.

The night breeze is blowing, whizzing up from the steep cliff, rubbing the cliff and making low noises. Through the hazy moonlight, you can vaguely see the steaming clouds above the endless wild ancient forest in the distance.

Outside Hua Changjin’s mountain-top cave, on a protruding open space, Zihou is sitting on a stone chair beside the stone table, with one hand supporting his chin, his head slightly raised, looking at the fullness of the sky. The moon is in a daze.

The soft moonlight poured down and enveloped the shoulders of Zihou, covering her with a soft veil. Her eyes were as dark as the dark night, reflecting the glittering and shining stars of billions of stars.

Hua Changjin walked out of the cave and saw Zihou sitting upright, but with a stiff back. The long hair of the hem that was lifted by the night breeze, the gesture of dancing lightly, there is an indescribable ethereal in this quiet and hazy night.

Void and dreamy, as if it will take the wind to return in the next second.

Hua Changjin's eyes deepened, and he was stunned for a moment before he walked to the side of Zihou and sat down next to Zihou.

"What are you thinking?"

The thoughts of wandering were pulled back by a **** voice, and soon recovered. Zihou turned his face, looked at Hua Changjin who was sitting next to her sometime, and shook his head, "Nothing. I just thought of the past."

There is a slight smile on the corners of the lips in Zihou, which is not like the usual playfulness or cynicism or brightness, but a kind of elegant and indifferent, just like the moonlight.

Since leaving the Four Kingdoms under Heaven, perhaps even earlier, she seems to have developed such a habit. Every quiet night, she would inadvertently bathe in the moonlight alone, and then spend a long, long time there. Memories of those past bits and pieces.

A person is in a different world, even if most of the time has passed, but the sense of rootless wandering still makes her occasionally feel that she is a stranger in this world after all, and everything now is so unreal.

However, whenever she thought of the family members in the Wei Mansion who had given her warmth, and thought of Emperor Mo Yun, the emptiness in her heart would gradually be filled, and the sense of rootless wandering would be inexplicably settled down.

She rarely thinks of Mo Jun now.

Everything in the previous life had already ended with that explosion. And that memory, along with that explosion, was deeply buried in her mind.

Although all that has become the past, the friendship between her and Mo Jun, no matter how time flows, no matter what time and space, no matter how the stars move, no one can replace it!

She believes that she is working hard towards her own dreams and happiness in this world, and in some other world, Mo Jun is also fighting for her own happiness, just like her.

Time is good, you and I are well.

She thought, if there is fate, they will meet again, and then they will still be the closest comrades in arms!

"Tsk tusk, it's a pity, I didn't participate in your past!" Hua Changjin shook his head with a very regretful look.

"I'm so lucky!" Zihou raised eyebrows and made no secret of his disgust. If she has always had this evildoer in her past, her character as a female man shouldn't be inferior to death?

"Little Queen, you said that, ah, I'm going to be sad..." Hua Changjin's acting broke out, twisting his face and covering his heart, shaking his body in a shaky posture.

Zihou twitched the corners of his mouth and couldn't bear to look straight. Raising his foot was to kick someone unceremoniously, "Enough, you!" Ah so good at acting!

Hua Changjin laughed, avoiding the scuds of Zihou flexibly, and sitting across from Zihou in the blink of an eye, raising her enchanting red lips, smiling at Zihou extraordinarily coquettish!

After being so troubled by Hua Changjin, the melancholic literary fan that occasionally broke out in Zihou disappeared completely. Inadvertently thought of tomorrow's saint election, Zihou asked Hua Changjin with a straight look, "You tell me about the saint election..."

Therefore, Hua Changjin told the Zihou about the saint's general election.

At the dawn of the next day, the central floating island of the Holy Hidden City was already overcrowded.

The news of today’s election of the saint has spread throughout the Holy Hermitage a few days ago.

Because it is a special day to choose a saint, the central floating island of the inner city is opened to the outside world for the first time, so the citizens of the outer city can also enter the inner city!

On weekdays, the deserted central floating island is extremely lively and crowded because of the large crowds of people from outside and inside.

But even so, perhaps because the arrangement is reasonable, although crowded, but not chaotic, everything is so orderly.

The rising sun climbed to the top of a snowy peak at the eastern end of the wild ancient forest below the floating island, and the soft light shone down, piercing the white mist, but in a short time, the warm and peaceful sunlight dispelled the early morning mist, showing a pattern Sunny sight.

In a corner of the floating island, the teleportation array connecting the outer city and the inner city, the light has been flashing, and people from the outer city are constantly being teleported in.

"Oh my God, I'm so excited! I didn't expect to have the opportunity to witness the birth of our saint in my life, it's a great honor!"

"Yes, yes, the last election of the saint was twenty years ago. I didn't expect that a new generation of saints appeared after twenty years! I can see the birth of this saint, and I have no regrets. Up!"

"Just don't know who the Saintess will be this time?"

"You don't know who the saintess will be this year? Haven't you heard of it, because Princess Zhixi accidentally touched the lotus pagoda and caused a vision of heaven and earth, several old Patriarchs all appeared at the same time..."

"Is the saint in this session the Princess Zhixi?"

"It is very likely! How can ordinary people trigger a vision of heaven and earth because of touching the lotus pagoda? The last saint also caused a vision of heaven and earth because of touching the lotus pagoda. In the end, the saint became a saint in the general election! Ah, this time the Saintess election is just a cutscene, which is convincing!"

...

It was originally a floating island paved with white marble. At this time, the blackness was crushed.

The crowded scene is so spectacular!

Many people are discussing fiercely, and the crowd's cheerful gestures and cheerful expressions all explain their expectations for the Saintess election.

Far away on the floating island of Hua's family, the noisy sounds from the main island can already be heard. After tidying up Zihou and Hua Changjin, they took the time to head to the main island together.

Most of the central floating island was occupied by onlookers. Only a circular area around the central lotus tower rose more than one meter high at this moment, just like a battle platform. There was no one on it, only the central lotus tower and a row of tables and chairs, but no one was sitting yet.

The lower edge of the raised platform was very empty. A group of Yunqi guards with silver guns and silver armors lined up to isolate an empty area.

Dozens of colorfully dressed girls were among them, chatting with each other in twos and threes.

Zihou took a few serious glances and found that these girls are all beautiful and beautiful, with outstanding temperament, and they seem to be between 16 and 20 years old, very young.

These must be candidates for the saint, but...

Zihou twitched his eyes, a little speechless, "Is this a saint or a beauty pageant?"

The sound of Zihou is not small, and naturally it has not escaped Hua Changjin's ears. Hua Changjin raised his lips and smiled, "Our saints are not something ordinary people can do. They not only require youthful beauty and temperament, but also require deadly cultivation geniuses, but also have wisdom, so that they can take on the role of saints. This position." Hua Changjin said with her lips curled. After finishing speaking, the smile on the corners of her lips deepened, and her face was a little nostalgic, "Just like your mother!" Both temperament and beauty, wisdom and strength coexist.

The saint of the holy hidden city is to be a perfect woman like Xiao Changge!

Hua Changjin's gaze swept across dozens of women, and the smile on her lips disappeared, "Just these vulgar fans want to be the saints of our race. I really can't help it!" Hua Changjin's The tone is extremely disgusting.

There is a saying, except that Wushan is not a cloud, and after witnessing an excellent woman like Xiao Changge becoming a saint, other women, in the eyes of Hua Changjin, it is difficult to surpass her, unless...

Hua Changjin suddenly turned his head and looked up and down Zihou strangely.

"What are you doing?" It was such a weird look again!

"Little empress, if you are a woman, you must be the most qualified to be a saint of our race!" Hua Changjin nodded.

However, this time, Zihou is rarely refuted, and even more ambiguously smiled.

Are you most qualified to be a saint?

She herself thinks so too!

This time, the flowers are quite surprised. If he usually said that the little queen is a woman or something, the little queen would be anxious with him, but today...

Hua Changjin twisted her eyebrows slightly, her eyes drooping slightly deep.

Hua Changjin brought Zihou unimpeded all the way to a relatively empty place in the front of the crowd. This place is near the saint candidates, and it is also very empty behind the row of tables and chairs on the high platform.

As soon as Zihou stood still, the corner of his eyes suddenly caught a fiery red figure.

Red clothes are like fire and wild like wind. This person is not Xiao Rulie, but who is it?

Xiao Rulie also saw her, but took a look at her, and then pulled away from her gaze.

Zihou rolled his eyes, this guy, like the old guy Xiao Yan, has a bad temper!

But at this moment, seeing Xiao Rulie again, the mood of Zihou is different. After experiencing yesterday's events, she also specifically asked Hua Changjin about Xiao Rulie's identity.

What she didn't expect was that Xiao Rulie turned out to be Xiao Yan's grandson, that is, her cousin!

She had thought about Xiao Rulie's status in the Xiao family before, but she never thought about it anyway!

All this happened suddenly, she had never thought that her mother would have an older brother, and she suddenly had a cousin!

After all, unlike Wei Ziyu, even though she and Wei Ziyu are close to brothers and sisters, there is no blood connection after all. However, there is a bloodline traction between Xiao Rulie and her.

Although this feeling is weird, she does not reject it!

Just as Zihou was immersed in my own thoughts, a hot sight made Zihou difficult to ignore.

Turning to his side, Zihou was not surprised to see Xiao Zhixi's suppressed hatred gaze among those saint women candidates.

I have to say that Xiao Zhixi is an extremely beautiful woman. Even if she is among the beautiful candidates of the saint, she is the most shining one.

The facial features are exquisite, the skin is fair and flawless, and she is very good at dressing herself, and has the potential of a white lotus, so if you put aside other things, just look at Xiao Zhixi's skin, it is absolutely amazing. This is also the reason why Xiao Zhixi is so popular in the holy hidden city.

However, at this time, Xiao Zhixi's expressions were the same, but the eyes of the pair of Zihou were cold and full of hatred.

"You won't be proud of it for long!" This is Xiao Zhixi's lips to Zihou.

Zihou shrugged, disapproving.

Such words made her ears callous. In her past and present lives, she can't remember how many people have said such things to her, but the result is that she is still alive!

Xiao Zhixi couldn't see the calmness of Zihou the most, that kind of calm and strategizing attitude, which made her hate every time!

The fists in her long sleeves were clenched tightly, and she secretly swears in her heart that when she becomes a saint, the first thing is to let this life who dare to offend her die!

Thinking that she is the saint of the Holy Hidden City, and will become the greatest and noble saint of the Holy Hidden City under the witness of almost all the city residents, Xiao Zhixi's mood gradually calmed down, watching Zihou His eyes were full of provocation and pride.

"Several old Patriarchs are here!" I don't know who shouted, and the entire central floating island fell silent in an instant, and the needle fell silently.

The person's voice had not yet fallen, and everyone saw a few rays of light flashing in front of them, and then opened it to see that there were already a few more figures on the high platform of the lotus tower.

The visitors were four people, Xiao Yanhua, Lengzui Qiu Mubai and Qu Tianxing.

Several people may have dressed up today, all in plain white robes. While the majesty of the superiors is full, they also have the flavor of fairy style.

Everyone looked respectful and shouted, "I have seen a few Patriarchs!"

Several old Patriarchs, that is the most noble existence in the Holy Hermit City. Even though the current Patriarch is the descendants of several old Patriarchs, the Old Patriarchs still preside over the overall situation of the Holy Hidden City. Whenever there are important things, it is still a few old patrons who come forward.

For example, today's Saintess election!

With the arrival of several old Patriarchs, there were more than a dozen people, but these more than a dozen people did not go to the high platform but stood in the most empty place under the high platform like Xiao Rulie and Hua Changjin.

"Alie, you're handsome after a few days of not seeing you, come and let me hug!" Suddenly a deliberately lowered, but somewhat wretched voice came from the ear of Zihou.

Unable to help curiosity, Zihou turned his head.

But seeing Xiao Rulie standing in front of a woman with long red hair and a plain white dress with a devil-like figure. Although she can't see her face, her profile is already amazing enough.

Zihou eyes flickered, nothing else, because Xiao Rulie's fiery red hair is exactly the same as this woman's fiery red hair!

Could it be that this woman is Xiao Rulie's mother?

Xiao Rulie glared bitterly at the woman who was smiling close to him, her face that was expressionless, the sword eyebrows frowned fiercely, a look of disgust.

"Go away!" The tone was even more disgusting.

"Oh, son, how can you dislike my mother and kiss me, I..." Zihou didn't hear very well, but it is undeniable that there are so many words!

Xiao Rulie's face got even worse. He turned his eyes and fell on a tall middle-aged man not far away, "Get her away quickly!" With so many people, doesn't she feel ashamed?

The tall man had a look that was seven points similar to Xiao Rulie, but he was of a completely different type. Compared with Xiao Rulie's sharp facial lines, the middle-aged man's facial lines appear very soft, as gentle as jade, which is the kind of extremely gentle type.

Xiao Changyuan smiled slightly, and hugged the red-haired woman who was crackling and talking like a machine gun. He raised his lips and smiled. His gentle voice was particularly moving, "Yi'er, let's ignore this stinky boy!"

"Yeah, Brother Yuan is still the best!" The whispering voice was very different from the wretched voice just now, and even Zihou couldn't help but get goose bumps.

As for Xiao Rulie, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Seeing the parents who show their affection in the public, he is really enough!

His gaze moved, and he met Zihou inadvertently. He was taken aback for a moment, his complexion turned red. However, he saw the smile of Zihou that appeared on the corners of his lips, which made his heart move.

This couple must be Xiao Rulie's parents, her uncle and aunt!

However, I have to say that Xiao Rulie and his parents are really not alike at all.

One is a warm man who is gentle and jade, the other is an enchanting beauty with ever-changing temperament, but Xiao Rulie is arrogant and arrogant, and very poisonous!

However, in any case, the three people with very different temperaments get along very harmoniously. Although Xiao Rulie looked disgusted, the emotions deep in his eyes were the most real.

Seeing that her son was a little strange, Feng Caiyi poked her head out of Xiao Changyuan's arms and followed Xiao Rulie's gaze, but she saw a boy in black.

Suddenly, Feng Caiyi's eyes lit up, and she patted Xiao Rulie's shoulder, and said excitedly, "Son, could it be..." Do you like men?

She dared not say this, because Xiao Rulie stared at her with cannibalistic eyes.

Xiao Changyuan also followed Xiao Rulie's gaze and looked over.

In the vast crowd, the boy's figure is slender and slightly thin. But his back is straight, his face is cold, and he has a unique temperament that makes him easy to see at a glance even if he is in the vast crowd.

In response to Xiao Changyuan's gaze, Zihou raised his lips slightly, and returned him with a clear smile.

However, it was this faint smile that made Xiao Yan stunned inexplicably, and his whole body froze there, a little dazed.

In the sun, the young man raised his lips and smiled slightly, which made him think of someone inexplicably.

Even though time flies and the memory is long, how can he easily forget such unforgettable memories?

In the impression, his favorite sister also had such a smile, almost exactly the same as the smile of the boy in front of him!

"Big Brother Yuan, what's wrong with you?" Feng Caiyi felt Xiao Changyuan's weirdness and shook his shoulder.

After recovering, Xiao Changyuan shook his head and laughed at himself.

He should miss the song too much, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't see Ge'er's shadow from a young man who had never met before.

just…

Xiao Changyuan couldn't help but cast his gaze on Zihou. When he watched it again, the weird feeling still existed. Even though he knew that he could not expect anything, he had an inexplicable affection for this boy.

"Big Brother Yuan, do you think that little guy is a bit like Song!" Even though her face is not alike, her smile makes her think of the stunning woman back then.

Even if Xiao Zhixi and Changge are similar to each other by six or seven points, she has never felt that way!

Xiao Changyuan was taken aback. It turned out that he was not the only one who had this idea!

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