In the eighth year of Taiyuan, Fu Jian's troops were sent to Chang'an.

Six hundred thousand infantry, twenty-five thousand cavalry, and twenty-thousand thousand imperial cavalry. Chen Xing was suspended in the air and followed Fu Jian. There were armys that could not be seen at a glance in the world.

Fu Rong had been sent to Shouyang as the vanguard, and the subsequent army drove away continuously. For a while, the vast plain was filled with war horses and soldiers.

"Too many," even Fu Jian couldn't help but sigh, "The descendants of Xuanyuan are so many."

"Maybe in the eyes of the demon god, the crowded heads and soldiers like mountains and seas are like ants." Chen Xing fell a little and returned to Chi You who possessed Fu Jian. Chi You did not use any forbidden techniques on him. Anyway, Chen Xing would not dare to escape, otherwise he would be sucked away by the heavenly vein soon.

Fu Jian looked at the crowd, as if thinking. Chen Xing noticed again that since Chi You usurped the body of this human emperor, he seemed to have a little human nature. He was no longer the crazy demon god. It should be Fu Jian's seven emotions and six desires that affected him.

I just don’t know what would happen if Kong Xuan returned the third soul he kept to Chi You?

"Yes," Fu Jian replied in a deep voice, "For three thousand years, there have been wars for years, and there are still so many people. The lives of human race are really tenacious like weeds left on the plain."

Chen Xing said: "In your eyes, weeds and ants, but each of them has names and surnames, and is a living person. They also have seven emotions and six desires that are like Fu Jian."

Fu Jian sneered: "All of them are low-level things in the world."

"I'm actually very curious about something," Chen Xing said, "Soldier Lord, you used to be a human being, were you?"

"No." Fu Jian's eyes flashed with red light, and he said in Chi You's hoarse and low voice.

Chen Xing asked: "What are you? Why do you have three souls and seven spirits?"

Fu Jian seemed to have fallen into a long-standing memory and did not answer Chen Xing's words.

Chen Xing said: "Okay, let's change the topic. Have you ever loved people? Or monsters? Or something else?"

At that moment, Chen Xing clearly felt that he was talking to the demon god Chi You. Because Fu Jian’s aura was no longer just something that humans could achieve. Resentment and blood entangled his whole body, like a big hand, strangling Chen Xing’s three souls and seven spirits. Just as Chi You pulled most of his consciousness from the earth veins, suppressed his roar in a low voice, and said, “Don’t ask more questions, otherwise you will not live to be refined by me.”

Chen Xing stopped mentioning it and remembered Wang Ziye again. This guy who caused them countless troubles was also a human who loved and had feelings for others. So did Chiyou have ever loved others? He had tasted the taste of likes and cherishing? If so, the demon seemed to have weaknesses.

But Fu Jian did not want to answer his question. It was Yue. After marching continuously, Fu Jian never stopped sleeping. After leaving Chang'an, he first went to Luoyang, went to the four passes, and then headed south.

All the troops gathered at the foot of Longmen Mountain in Yique.

"Your friends," Fu Jian said in a deep voice, "Comrades, are you ready to deal with the orphan?"

Chen Xing said without saying a word, Fu Jian said again: "Your guardian is recasting the magical weapons of the world. When you come to Gu, you will release your heart lamp, join the sword body, and assassinate Gu again. You will really have a good plan."

Chen Xing: "!!!"

Fu Jian untied the weapon on his waist, and with a slight trembling, it turned into a sharp magic spear.

"Since that's the case, let's go together," Fu Jian said in a deep voice, "Don't let Gu search and kill them one by one. If you want to get the lantern of your heart, you must come to Gu... Even if you can't recast like a mountain, do you think he has this ability?"

Chen Xing said: "That's not necessarily true. I believe you know that this kind of thing has happened once. You calculated the world and made all the plans, but in the end, it was not enough to break Dinghaizhu."

Fu Jian snorted coldly. In order to wait for the army that night, the entire army was camping at the foot of Longmen Mountain.

Chen Xing was thinking about the pace of Jiankang. Now Xie Shi and Xie Xuan must have led his troops to set out and headed north to prepare to meet the enemy. I don’t know if the place where they fought was still in Feishui this time.

The night wind blew, and a layer of resentment was shrouded on the heads of more than 800,000 troops.

"When did you start to decide to give up Wang Ziye?" Chen Xing said again.

These days, he had no place to go anyway, so he followed Fu Jian without hesitation, constantly testing him with words, trying to put a few words out, curious about the battle he had with Xuanyuan three thousand years ago, and what he was thinking in his heart. Seeing Fu Jian's attitude, he only regarded himself as food to walk, and prepared to start circulating the magic circle when he was full of resentment. His soul escaped from Fu Jian, devoured Chen Xing's soul, heart lamp and tide wheel, and started to have a big meal. He didn't mind that he was asking questions next to him, and most of the time he was too lazy to answer.

"Everyone has feelings," Fu Jian said coldly, "Love is your weakness. Will you believe in an ant, or be angry because it betrays you?"

Chen Xing suspected that Chi You had inferred from the time point after the resurrection of all things, that Wang Ziye would betray him, so he treated Wang Ziye as a abandoned soldier in advance. Maybe he also used some mysterious magic and saw everything that happened in the three years when he had lost his memory.

This reason is because Chi You seemed to know that Wang Ziye had betrayed him in the end, but he didn't know that Wang Meng was plotting against him. In the three years when all things returned to silence, the incident where Wang Meng planned to plot against him did not happen, so Chi You naturally had no way to know.

"I'm very curious, what deal did you make with Fu Jian?" Chen Xing started to cliché again, "Borrow his body, but treat Murong Chong well? Just like the conditions he once proposed to Xiang Shu? Oh yes, I forgot that you don't remember the things that happened when all things returned to silence, and most of them were based on inference."

Fu Jian was about to answer, but a scolding came from outside the tent.

Fu Jian's eyes were filled with blood and he asked, "Who?"

"Your Majesty," Yuwen Xin replied in a very calm voice, "Murong Chong asked for a meeting, he ran out of the tent and killed many imperial guards."

"Let him come in." Fu Jian said in a deep voice.

Murong Chong was taken to the tent with a breath of breath, looked up at Fu Jian, and Fu Jian signaled to go out.

Chen Xing watched from the side. He knew that Murong Chong could not see him, but he was a little nervous.

"Why don't you escape?" Fu Jian asked rarely.

Murong Chong gasped and said, "Tomorrow, you will go south to start the war. I want to... see you again at the end."

Fu Jian's expression suddenly became a little loose, and Murong Chong slowly stood up, stared at Fu Jian suspiciously, and said in a deep voice: "Are you... or isn't he?"

Fu Jian did not answer. Murong Chong knelt in front of the couch, Fu Jian sat on the couch, and the two were silent for a long time. Fu Jian finally said, "I remember everything from the day you were thirteen years old to the palace until now."

Murong Chong couldn't help but tremble slightly, walked forward, gently unbuttoned Fu Jian's imperial robe, and opened the button from his Adam's apple.

"I guess you should care a little about me here," Chen Xing reminded at the right time, "I'd better go out." Then, Chen Xing walked through the curtain and left the tent.

Murong Chong knelt on the edge of the couch, unbuttoned Fu Jian's outer robe, and saw a corrupt mark on Fu Jian's left chest, as if someone had cut open his chest, took out his heart, and placed another heart in it.

Then, a dagger appeared in Murong Chong's hand, but Fu Jian's movements were faster than him. He strangled his throat with his right hand and held the dagger firmly with his left hand. The sharp blade pierced his palm and spread out the dark blood.

"If it weren't for the promise of Fu Jian," Fu Jian's eyes turned red again in an instant, saying word by word, "I have already tear you into pieces. It can be seen that the meaningless love and love of your human race is really a big joke!"

Murong Chong couldn't breathe for a moment, but Fu Jian raised his hand and threw him out like a meteor, knocked him out of the case, and made a loud noise!

Chen Xing walked past the camp and looked around for a moment. He heard the noise in the distance, and knew that Murong Chong's assassination had failed. This was a signal they agreed upon. If Murong Chong found that the demon heart was on Fu Jian, he would use assassination to notify Chen Xing. Of course, this assassination was destined to fail, and Fu Jian could not even stab him to death, let alone Chi You? This movement would naturally be very disturbing, and Chen Xing would know it soon.

"What if it's not on him?" In the dream, Chen Xing asked Murong Chong with confusion.

"You don't have to worry about it." Murong Chong said at last.

Chen Xing had already made a general clear idea of ​​Chi You's arrangement. He used some unknown method to make the huge heart smaller and put it into Fu Jian's chest to replace his beating heart.

This was simply whimsical, but Chen Xing suddenly remembered the wolf heart in Yudo's chest... He immediately understood everything! Wang Ziye's attempt was to find a suitable body for Chiyou, while Yudo's attempt to transplant the heart of Canglang was an experiment!

After all, at that time, Wang Ziye and Chi You did not know that Xiang Shu was the Dinghai Pearl. They didn’t know that the heart lamp would appear... The most important thing now is to pass the news back and tell Xiang Shu... Chen Xing was thinking, and suddenly a voice said: "The Great Exorcist."

Chen Xing screamed in fear and shouted: "You are going to scare people!"

When I saw that it was the Ghost King!

The Ghost King hid behind the tent with Sima Wei, who was full of Qin army armor.

"It's 'scared to death'," the Ghost King corrected, "You're already a ghost."

Chen Xing: “…”

Sima Wei said: "Since it's a ghost, you can't be scared to death."

Chen Xing: "How did you... get in?"

The Ghost King looked at Chen Xing. After joining the Exorcist Division, the Ghost King hardly talked to anyone. Chen Xing asked him how many times he came from and who he was during his lifetime. The Ghost King didn't say anything, and usually only stayed with Sima Wei. This time he actually took the initiative to talk to him?

Perhaps because Chen Xing became the soul, he became much more intimate with the two kings of Ba.

"Well," said the Ghost King, "had been in."

Chen Xing thought to myself that I was asking "how" came in. Your answer was wrong. But this was no longer important, so he asked again: "Where are their people? What's the situation?"

The Ghost King replied, "Your Martial God, have gone to Ruoergai."

"Have he used six rays of light to forge a sword?" Chen Xing said.

Sima Wei said: "The God of Martial Arts asked us to come and protect you."

The Ghost King was so majestic that he would be recognized immediately. Chen Xing whispered a few words and asked the Ghost King to inform Xie An at a speed. Suddenly, he thought that since most of Chiyou's spiritual consciousness had been scattered into the earth veins, wouldn't he know everything about Shenzhou? So Chen Xing changed a few words to suggest, saying, "Please, Ghost King, help me run errands and bring me some words. You are so eager to cover up here."

"I think too." Sima Wei said.

The Ghost King was very happy, nodded and said to Sima Wei: "Then, wait for me to come back and fish together."

Sima Wei nodded, and the two kings of Ba pressed their fists against their chests and bowed to each other.

Chen Xing thought to himself that it was time to fish, and it was not up to you who are the sects to death. Sima Wei said, "Let me find a helmet."

Chen Xing said: "How can I find it? I can't even pick up a piece of paper."

Sima Wei always had a lot of resentment towards the helmet, so he found a helmet to buckle his head and sat aside. Seeing that Fu Jian didn't seem to want to come to him, Chen Xing sat down next to Sima Wei.

"You finally found the same type," Chen Xing said, "congratulations."

Sima Wei nodded, and Chen Xing suddenly said, "How many people in this world are like you?"

"I, the Ghost King, Wen Che, Aragaki Hei, Yudo." Sima Wei replied, "Five."

Wen Che and Aragaki Hei were indeed counted. Chen Xing was secretly surprised. How did Sima Wei identify the same kind? But he should have his own way.

"There is another one," Chen Xing whispered, "It's my senior brother. I will introduce you to know him another day... No, it's OK now. You go and meet him. I have to go back to the soldiers' side so that he won't be suspicious."

Chen Xing pointed out the way for Sima Wei, so that he would not have to worry about his safety. At least before the war began, Chi You would not do anything to him. Instead, he was more worried about Sima Wei and the Ghost King. But since Xiang Shu had made complete preparations and asked them to come, Chi You should not be able to detect the breath of Ba, so that it would not arouse his vigilance.

Even if he stood blatantly in front of Chi You, he must have only a few ants waving his tentacles, and he would not care too much.

Chen Xing returned to Fu Jian's tent. Fu Jian just sat motionlessly until dawn. Fu Jian stood up and said, "Let's go."

Chen Xing said: "This is the battle with the largest number of people participating in the war in nearly a thousand years. The soldiers, when you were in Banquan, I guess there was no such a big battle."

Fu Jian replied: "It is always a big trouble to drive away a group of ants to the battlefield, and fortunately it is a temporary solution. As long as you devour you, you don't have to worry anymore. After refining the darkest heart lamp, you can let the race and even the birds and beasts in the world kill each other, and you will have as much resentment as possible."

"How about we make a deal?" Chen Xing thought for a while and said, "If I try my best to resist, it will not be so easy for you to eat me? Devour the heart lamp, will your demon god soul be burned?"
To be continued...