"Stop!" I went to stop the Mirror God.

The Mirror God had just grabbed the man by the throat, and I pulled him back, and I couldn't help but choke the man by the neck and bring him closer to us.

I stepped forward and embraced the man.

Unlike the thin frame of his youth, he is now much longer and more weighty.

"What are you doing here?!" said the Mirror God angrily.

"I know him, I know him!" I turned around and explained, "He is my disciple in the world, and he will never be a demon!"

It's a pity that the person in my arms hasn't woken up yet, and by embracing each other, he turned his fingers into claws and grabbed my back fiercely.

His nails were so long that they were embedded in my ribs and almost pierced my heart. The pervasive black mist ran down his nails into my bones, internal organs, and flesh, like a demon, shouting to eat my spiritual power.

Zhan Xinghe used both hands hard, as if he wanted to tear me apart from the middle.

"Get out of the way!" the Mirror God was furious, "He doesn't recognize you, which means that he has been completely demonized!

The Mirror God did what he said he would, and began to look for an angle to avoid me so that he could decapitate Zhan Xinghe.

"You give me a little time," I begged, "a little bit of time, he remembers." He's been looking for me for a long time. ”

Sharp pain came from inside my sternum, and Zhan Xinghe pulled open my ribs and tore my flesh open.

"Xinghe," I called softly, holding back the pain, "Mr. is back." Haven't you been looking for your husband for a long time? I'm back. ”

Zhan Xinghe's eyes were half-closed, and his hands continued to exert force.

"Xinghe?" I was about to be torn off by him, and I called him in a trembling voice.

Suddenly, the wind blew in my face, and the power of Zhan Xinghe to tear my bones disappeared.

I was overjoyed in my heart, and hurriedly lifted his shoulders to look at him, but Zhan Xinghe seemed to be completely powerless, and the person fell straight back. I was caught off guard for a moment and was taken down by him, only to find that his hands had been cut off, and black mist was surging out from the wounds of the severed limbs.

The mirror god face sank like water and appeared opposite me.

"Stupid. He coldly reprimanded, "I told you that he didn't recognize anyone, and he had to make up for it himself." You think you don't have to be afraid of death as a god? How many times will he kill you?"

Ignoring the injuries on my back, I hurriedly went to check Zhan Xinghe, and used Tuantuan's spiritual power to stop the bleeding on his broken wrist.

He was delirious, and he didn't even react when his hands were cut off, and the vicious evil spirit collided in his body, using his vast Yin Yuan to incarnate endless Yin and evil spirits.

"Xinghe, sir is back, Xinghe. I patted him on the face, trying to arouse a hint of consciousness in him.

At this moment, the mirror god came and tore off the two severed hands behind my back, hooking the tendons and bones, and I shrank violently in pain.

"Now you know it hurts?" said the Mirror God, "I'm still losing all your senses." ”

Hearing my exhalation, Zhan Xinghe's eyelashes fluttered slightly.

The Soul Needle was windless and automatic, slowly spinning above his head. Soon, Zhan Xinghe's face began to turn gray, and his original hideous and angry state turned into a stiff and dead state.

"What does that mean, why is this all of a sudden?" I hurriedly asked the Mirror God.

The mirror god was also observing with his cheeks on his back: "This kid is weird and funny. ”

I grabbed the mirror god's robe: "What's wrong with him?" but he was an illusion, and I only scratched a blank one.

The mirror god glanced at me coldly, and replied, "You accepted him as a disciple in the human world, and you don't know that he was not an ordinary person before?"

I dug out my redundant memories and carefully recalled the situation when Chunqi met Zhan Xinghe.

Ordinary alleys, ordinary beggars, ordinary pickled world. Tsubaki and Danshu traveled to many places and accepted many disciples, one of whom was called Zhan Xinghe. At first, he was no different, but he was more sluggish than other children, as if his intelligence was crippled, or his mental growth was slower than that of ordinary children, he was thirteen or fourteen years old, and he couldn't even say the word "teacher" completely.

At that time, just as the world was destroying the country, Chunqi was beheaded and crushed in Qinchuan. Danshu fell into the devil and tried to resurrect Tsubaki, was besieged by the gods of the Western Shentai, and lost himself in the demonic qi during the war, devouring millions of souls in Qinzhou.

Chong Xuan was a step too late, only to see his big apprentice break through the boundary monument between the demon world and the human world, and swallow the soul of Qinzhou. Helpless, he stepped forward to block it, was framed by the gods, and collided head-on with the Makino sword.

The master died tragically, Danshu retraced his consciousness, great compassion, great remorse, and the long sword was taken off, so he was sealed in the abyss by the gods. The five aggregates are sealed, and they cannot be opened without the mandate of heaven, and they will be scattered after three years.

More than a month after the war, Tsubaki was reborn, but because the person who summoned him back, Danshu, was no longer alive, and his spiritual power was not continued, Tsubaki was resurrected with a crippled body and could barely use Taoism.

It was at this time that Chunqi saw Zhan Xinghe in Qinchuan, which was full of rotting corpses.

Zhan Xinghe was born with Yuxue cute, worthy of thirteen or fourteen years old, sitting in a pile of white bones and carrion, playing with a human calf bone without distraction. When he saw Tsubaki, he smiled.

"Of course I know he's not an ordinary person. But he's just a kid, he doesn't understand anything......"

Tsubaki was surprised and stood in the distance. Zhan Xinghe threw down the "toy" and stumbled over, tripped over human heads and rotten flesh during the process, and his body was covered with fishy corpses.

He ran to Tsubaki's side, hesitated for a while, and carefully wiped his bloody and sticky hands before daring to pull Tsubaki's clothes:

"Master ......"

Tsubaki hugged him and cried.

Chong Xuan Immortal passed away, for Chunqi, there is no master in the world.

"I investigated at that time, and at some point there was a vast Yin Yuan in the galaxy, which seemed to be endless. But I thought it was a vision caused by Qin Chuan's millions of dead corpses, maybe because of how difficult and tortuous the fate of the galaxy was, so it could withstand and absorb the gloomy power. In such a catastrophe, it is a blessing in misfortune that he can survive. As his husband, I will definitely take good care of him. ”

Later, Xinghe gradually grew, perhaps because of the difference in the yin element in his body, which caused his mind to mature rapidly. He knew the ins and outs of Qin Chuan, and was afraid that Chunqi would be sad, so he no longer called him by the word "Master", but changed his name to "Mr."

Later, on Lincang Mountain, Chunqi prepared for two years, using his soul as a sacrifice to forcibly unlock the five aggregates, and his body and soul were destroyed, and his soul was detained next to the corpse - it was me.

"He is the son of Tabor, a demigod. The mirror god stood aside and coldly reminded me, "The demonization has been completed, and there is no room for turnaround." You don't want him to be hunted down by Heavenly Dao and end up in ashes, right?"

I shook my head.

"Then you must make a decision immediately, cut off his head, and seal him first, so that he can come to the future. The mirror god said.

I still shook my head.

The Mirror God said angrily: "It's really stubborn! This doesn't work, that doesn't work, what do you want?!"

"I raised him to grow up, how could I bear to behead him and seal him?" I looked at the mirror god, and my heart was extremely flustered: "Although he was delirious after demonization, he did not kill on a large scale, doesn't this just show that he still has a trace of nature?"

The mirror god said coldly: "That little immortal just now said that he devoured other immortals, didn't you hear?"

I lowered my head and looked at Zhan Xinghe's already grown face.

His nose is deep and his thin lips are slightly pursed, and he is no longer a childish man. Although his face was pale, his eyes were half-closed, and his brilliance was still there, and he seemed to wake up at any time.

The grass house hurriedly said goodbye, it turned out that he had grown from a reckless teenager to a calm young man.

"Still, this kid is really weird. "Mirror Shinto," he didn't continue to do evil after being demonized, but he slept here, and he was still entangled by the earth's private qi, and he was beating to prevent his own ghost qi from escaping, delaying the process of Tiandao discovering him......"

The Mirror God leaned down and clinged to Zhan Xinghe to observe: "Why was he able to avoid the doom of being killed after being demonized?"

The Soul Needle turned faster and faster directly above the Zhan Xinghe.

The Mirror God glanced up at the Soul Needle: "Even the Soul Needle is helping him." ”

I followed his gaze to look at the Soul Needle, and the tiny light needle grew brighter and brighter, almost glaring.

Suddenly, the Soul Needle shot into Zhan Xinghe's forehead, so fast that we didn't have time to stop it.

Corpse spots instantly appeared on Zhan Xinghe's face.

I was shocked: "He's dead, no, no, he's dead!" I was about to take blood to resurrect him, but I was pinned down by the Mirror God.

The wind is pressed on the top, weighing like a thousand catties.

"Take blood, are you going to scatter your soul?" the Mirror God sneered, "The skin on your back is cracked, but not a drop of blood flows out, and the blood of the Fuso God is not enough for you." I guessed correctly—this body of yours was also made temporarily, right? What do you want to do to preserve the blood of the Fuso gods?"

"Now is not the time to say this, it is important to save people!" I struggled desperately, trying to shake off his wind, but to no avail, so I said angrily: "Even if I am lost in the next moment, I can't sit idly by now!"

The Mirror God said, "Who said you should sit idly by?"

I was stunned.

He continued, "The Soul Needle was saving him. If he was still alive, he would be hunted down by the Heavenly Dao. Now suspended in animation, the head is controlled by the Soul Needle, which is like a decapitation. The ghost qi gradually sealed in the body, like a seal, just enough to avoid the pursuit of the Heavenly Dao. When the time is right, the divine blood in the soul needle will resurrect him, so you don't have to worry. ”

As he said, those pitch-black ghost qi really faded away, and soon stopped pouring out from Zhan Xinghe's body. Zhan Xinghe now looked like an ordinary corpse.

"Alright, now let's get back to you. The mirror god Shi Shiran stood up and looked at me condescendingly:

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"It's definitely not just about restarting the dungeon. You go to great lengths to support people to become immortals, or even gods, and I saw this routine once when Fusang was still there - that time it was the Queen Mother of the West who was supported. ”

"Fusang is to fulfill his promise to Nuwa, what are you for? Fusang has the ability to foresee, he knows that he will not escape the catastrophe, so he let it go. He had no choice but to do it. ”

"The Queen Mother of the West demonized, he failed miserably, and the already incomplete divine soul was torn into pieces and fell into the world. ”

"What about you?"

"You are just a spirit, even if you are lucky enough to receive a wisp of Fusang's soul, you are more than a star and a half weaker than Fusang. ”

"Are you ready for a fiasco?"