All male gods are academic masters [boy group]

Chapter 40

It's been really rough lately.

A few days after the immortal Dongji Lord passed away, the young master of the spirit world also disappeared in the mortal world.

Moreover, the one who went with him was the emperor star in the world, the place of destiny and luck.

I always feel... a little strange.

Chu Hengwu stood by the Emperor Star Pond and looked down, with Si Yuan flowers blooming behind him.

"I'm going to the human world too." He said lightly to the boy behind him, "You look after the house."

Since the passing of the former Dongji Lord, this child has not returned to the original innocent appearance, and the smiley eyebrows and eyes have gradually calmed down.

It is somewhat similar to Chu Heng.

Hearing Chu Hengwu's instructions at this moment, the boy just calmly raised his sleeves and said "Yes" softly.

After a long time, he added another sentence: "I hope your lord will be careful."

Chu Heng glanced at the boy who looked at his nose and heart without looking back, but there was a slight softness between his brows and eyes.

"Don't worry." He said, "I'll be back soon."

***

Although I don't know why the young master of the spirit world died, but after his death, the flowers that had withered due to the wind from the east pole no longer revived again.

It is said in the world that the young master exchanged his life for the flower spirit from heaven because he didn't want to see the living beings burnt.

Although this statement has not been verified, almost everyone in the mortal world believes in it.

Chu Heng has never seen this young master before, and he doesn't know whether the rumors are true or not.

But the rebirth of a hundred flowers is true.

He rode a thin cloud, concealed himself, and looked at the mighty crowd below indifferently from a place not far from the ground.

Horses and bows, brocade clothes and clothes.

The posture of this autumn hunting is mostly princely and noble.

Chu Hengwu doesn't like to join in the fun, and he doesn't want to go where there are many people.

Therefore, although there are autumn hunting activities in the four realms, I have never participated in them.

The last time he drew his bow in front of everyone was a hundred years ago during the Dispute of the Four Realms, when someone murdered and blindfolded, he raised a knife and charged at his friend Wen Ci.

For the first time, that fiery red-feathered arrow flew in front of everyone, piercing through the chest of the demon general.

This arrow shocked the four worlds.

It also made his killing really spread in the ears of people all over the world.

However, the so-called "famous all over the world" has no special meaning to him.

He was alienated by nature, and apart from Wenci, he had neither friends nor relatives.

After this battle, those who were already alienated from him were still very far away from him, and those who wanted to get close to him were also afraid of his indifference and held back.

It's just that he couldn't help but stop when he looked at the bustling scene below.

Vaguely, I miss that chaotic season of melee.

After all, his friend was still there at that time.

He's not alone.

Chu Heng looked at the young man who seemed to be the leader among the crowd with a complicated expression. The young man rode forward with high spirits.

"This autumn hunting, you don't have to worry about my status, everyone will do their best. I will reward the person who hunts the most things!"

He was actually a young emperor.

Chu Hengwu suddenly remembered the human being who was rumored to have died with the young master of the Spirit Race.

If the man named Zhou Zhou hadn't died, the throne of emperor would not belong to the young man now.

He was still such a young man with such weak luck.

Chu Hengwu couldn't help sighing inwardly as he looked at the faint luck lingering around the young man.

He is really a person of poor fortune, but he still has to be an emperor.

I don't know how miserable it will be in the future.

He was feeling emotional in his heart, but the king on the earth suddenly raised his head and rejoiced, and took two steps forward.

The style is quite enough.

It's just that this aura didn't last for a while, when the steed under his crotch, which should have been trained to be docile and obedient, suddenly moved its hooves uncomfortably.

The emperor sitting on the horse naturally felt the love for the horse, and just intuitively looked down.

Unexpectedly, the horse suddenly raised its front hooves, looked up at the sky, and neighed mournfully.

Its neighing was so sudden that the horse god and king didn't check for a while, and the rein he was holding in his hand was instantly out of control.

——Then, he slid embarrassingly along the body of the horse and fell to the ground.

It rolled several times in the dirt gracefully.

Chu Heng Wu: "..."

Even if the luck is weak, it can't be so unlucky, right? !

He was stunned, but suddenly heard a faint laughter coming from the forest below.

Although the voice was soft, it was already audible, but none of the chaotic crowd below seemed to notice it, and they were still busy helping and comforting their own king.

Chu Hengwu followed the voice and looked over.

I saw a man in white sitting among the dense forests.

He was holding an exquisite folding fan in his hand, which was being tapped on his palm at this moment.

Knock and laugh.

After knocking, he suddenly raised his head to look in Chu Hengwu's direction, and said happily: "Haha, do you think it's very interesting?"

In the sudden line of sight, the other party's eyes were as calm as snow.

But faintly stained with a smile.

Demons?

And it can cover up the breath to the point that even he has not noticed it...

It is estimated that this person's status in the Demon Race is still very high.

trouble.

Chu Heng got up and waved his sleeves, and the cloud reversed, but disappeared in the same place in an instant.

The man in white who had been sitting peacefully on the branches and leaves silently stared at the place where Chu Heng had disappeared.

After a while, he also got up and pulled his skirt to catch up.

***

two months later.

A delicate folding fan struck the back of the guard's neck sharply, and the guard fell limply to the ground before he could make a sound.

Chu Hengwu, who raised his sleeves and waved his hands, was just about to use fairy art to put the guards to sleep: "..."

Su Linhuai, who came out from behind the guard, put his fan in his hand, and raised his narrow and phoenix eyes slightly: "Do as the Romans do. You are in the world now, why do you always use fairy arts!"

Chu Heng had no choice but to say no to this person, so he kept silent, walked around the guards on the ground and walked into the courtyard.

The courtyard was originally a remote place, with only one single Siyuan tree.

This time it was reorganized into a courtyard, precisely to commemorate the young master of the spirit clan and the emperor star of the world who died here.

Su Linhuai glanced at the furnishings in the courtyard, his eyes flickered for a moment: "Why do you suddenly want to come here? Do you want to come...to see Si Yuanhua?"

Chu Hengwu shook his head: "No. I just think the death of the young master of the Spirit Race is a bit weird."

"Strange?" Su Linhuai hurriedly said, "What could be weird?"

Chu Hengwu stretched out his hand and gently stroked the trunk of Siyuan's tree: "There must be a reason for him to kill himself here, and most of it has something to do with the flower spirit. I heard that there is a saying in the Lingzu that when the flowers of Silu bloom at the same time, you can ask Siyuan The flower spirit asked one thing. The flower spirit knows everything, and she knows everything."

Su Linhuai twirled the fan lightly around his fingertips: "You are not from the Spirit Clan, so you actually believe the rumors of the Spirit Clan?"

Chu Heng Wudao: "Even if I don't believe it, that You Sheng certainly does. It's just that I don't know what Si Yuan Flower God said to him, and he took two lives overnight."

"Then I don't know!" Su Linhuai pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty, "After all, it takes ten years for the flowers of the four lands to bloom at the same time, and the specific opening day and time are not certain, and we may not be able to meet them exactly. "

Chu Hengwu thought for a while: "But it's too soon. Calculated by the time of the human world, it has been nearly ten years since the last flower bloomed. Maybe we will meet this time?"

He looked at Su Linhuai who was somewhat gloomy for some reason, and said softly, "Why don't we stay here first."

"Stay here?" Su Linhuai looked up in shock, "But here...they won't sell this courtyard to us."

"They don't need to sell it." Chu Heng's expression was rarely tinged with joy, "It's fine for us to live here secretly."

He raised his hand and swiped in the air, and dots of light suddenly appeared and danced in front of the two of them.

"Anyway, it's hard for me to learn to 'do as the Romans do as the Romans do'." He said, "It's more convenient to use fairy arts."

***

As the current god of the East Pole in the fairy world, Chu Hengwu's illusion is more than enough to deceive mortals.

The two lived here for a long time, and even remodeled the entire courtyard with immortal techniques, but the guards of the courtyard still didn't find anything wrong.

It's just that although this period of time passed comfortably, the understanding of the "Flower of the Four Continents" has been stagnant.

Chu Heng sat floating above the courtyard without volleying, his face was gloomy.

If you count according to the last time the flowers of the four lands bloomed, that is, the day when the young master of the spirit world died, today is the day of "ten years", that's right.

But why doesn't the Siyuan flower in the yard show any intention of blooming?

Is it the wrong day?Or is it just an approximation when the "Flower of the Four Continents" blooms, and there is no definite date?

"Aheng!" Among the lights in the courtyard, someone suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked up, holding a steaming vegetable bowl in his hand, "Come down and eat!"

Chu Heng responded casually with "Okay" without nodding his head, and was about to fall when his eyes suddenly moved.

"Susu!" He landed in front of Su Linhuai and said anxiously, "I suddenly thought of a possibility."

Su Linhuai paused, then hesitated, "What's possible?"

Chu Hengwu grabbed Su Linhuai's arm, waved his hand, and pushed the bowl in his hand onto the table in the room: "You follow me."

He took Su Linhuai under the Siyuan tree in the courtyard in an instant, and patted the trunk that showed no signs of flowering.

Then, a shining light suddenly rose from his fingertips and quickly spread to the whole tree.

Accompanied by the light gradually becoming more and more intense, the trunk of the whole Siyuan tree suddenly shook violently.

A large piece of dead leaves fell to the ground, and a thick layer was formed in front of the two of them in an instant.

When the last dead leaf fell into the wind, a red light suddenly appeared in the center of the tree trunk.

A moment later, there was a heart-shattering "slam" sound.

When the sound faded away, the place where Si Yuanshu was originally located was empty.

Chu Heng stood up without his hands behind him: "It really is an illusion, and the person who created this illusion has a lot of spiritual power. Not only did he deceive the young master of the spirit world, but he almost deceived me as well."

He looked back at Su Linhuai who was a little silent for some reason: "So this is the reason why the flower of Silu did not bloom today, and then we just need to find the real 'Siyuan tree'."

It was rare to hear such a long passage from this person, but Su Linhuai was not at all happy.

He was silent for a long time, and said shyly, "I'll look for it later, I want to eat... okay?"

Chu Heng didn't think that he was concerned about his "labor results" being let down, so he comforted him: "No rush, I'll be back soon."

Su Linhuai slowly raised his eyes to look at him, and said in a deep voice, "Is that so..."

He took a deep breath and sighed, "I'll go with you. But before I go..."

"Are you worried that I'll be hungry?" Chu Hengwu suddenly raised his hand and touched Su Linhuai's head, "How could an immortal be hungry?"

Su Linhuai squeezed her eyes and smiled bitterly: "You're right."

After all, you are from the fairy world.

different from me.

***

It didn't take long to find the real Siyuan tree. The red and blue petals overlapped like mist, and they bloomed in front of their eyes.

Chu Heng took a step forward, caressing the tree trunk, and asked in a low voice: "Yan Siyuan has a spirit, and he can reach the way of heaven. I am Heng Wujun of the fairy world, and I am here to solve a problem."

He paused for a moment, then said: "What is the method to regenerate the flower spirit?"

After a long period of silence, a soft voice suddenly came from among the Siyuan trees——

"Emperor Star is dead, that's all."

Chu Heng's hand that was not supporting the tree trunk trembled suddenly, not daring to say anything: "What did you say?"

However, in the silent night, there was no echo.

The author has something to say: I personally think...among the four stories, it should be the last one...the worst...

But in terms of individuals, it should be Susu... the worst...

But it's just a MV!In reality, Susu will not be abused...

By the way, I really want to ask, it’s all here, isn’t there a little friend, Meng Chusu, who is CP? ? ?There's none? ? ? QQ