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This place in Zhongzhou is a place that looks very simple, but it is very complicated inside, there are many fish and dragons outside the Golden City, ghosts and gods, and inside the Golden City, Lord Huanglong is in charge, and no one has made a mistake.

Under such control, there are no bold fanatics who act arbitrarily, but secretly, intrigue and deception have long been common.

About a hundred miles away from the Golden City, there is a mysterious abyss that the world does not know, there are hundreds of zhang under the abyss, and the bottom is cloudy and windy, and there is no daylight.

Living in such a gap is either a plan, or a ghost.

The abyss is nameless, but there are countless ghosts and demons.

Demons, another name for strange beasts, there are many strange images in the mountains and seas, strange and no actual seekers, all of them are evil monsters.

Demon, this word that most people are not familiar with has always existed in the world, people can become gods, or they can become demons; the chaos of the Lingtai is based on the demons in the heart, which is: go crazy and enter the demons; evil qi enters the body from the seven orifices, and conquers the five qi and three elements, for: turning demons into demons in the outer realm.

This place is extremely cloudy, there is no yang and no light, and the demons are dancing.

This is a corpse field, from the first unknown corpse discarded to the present, there have been 321 unjustly killed bodies, full of resentment, evil gathering, unintentional artificially created this horrific corpse factory.

There are only a hundred walking corpses, the immortal talisman is enough to suppress it, and the demon king does not dare to approach it if there are more than a hundred, it is for the world, and there is a big chaos.

The perfect corpse land not only created a group of walking corpses, but also gathered the yin of heaven and earth to refine into a corpse king.

Here the corpse king was a party of the ladies before his death, on the way to elope with his lover, the road met a bandit, the bandits coveted its beauty, after the insult, he abandoned it, traveled thousands of miles to this abyss, sucked all kinds of resentment gathered in his heart, turned into the corpse king.

The definition of the corpse king has been assessed by the immortal family 10,000 years ago, it is rumored that after a person dies, the soul will be in charge of the underworld when he crosses the bridge, reincarnated, or imprisoned and punished, and the soul is forced to stay in the body because of its own resentment, that is, the corpse king, because the corpse king has a soul, so he has a mind, and can control other walking corpses, and the corpse king meets each other, and the winner is the king.

At the moment when Qing Yu entered the Golden City, the rebels from afar entered the abyss, found the corpse king, and made a deal with her.

"A corpse king Neidan, what do you want to exchange?" The corpse king's real name is Mengyuan, and he has no surname.

Even in the pitch-black abyss, the voice that came out of his mouth was still charming.

The rebel wore a large felt on his head, a dark cloak, a hidden breath, did not know his appearance, nor did he know the depth of strength, but the only thing that could be judged was his voice, hoarse, like a dilapidated fan being swayed with a clatter.

"1. In exchange for 300 walking corpses under your seat. ”

"A sure-fire deal!" Mengyuan said she could accept it.

"Second, kill a person!"

"Is there anything else?" Mengyuan took it, she never killed innocents in vain, and those who died in her hands were monks who were looking for death for no reason, except for the enemies.

The man straightened his head and said the last one: "I hope you can join us and become a part of changing the world of mountains and seas." ”

"I'm not interested, can I not accept the third one?" Mengyuan replied.

"Think about it first, we can do the first two first!" After the rebel finished speaking, there was a clicking sound behind him, and the swirling spatial ripples sucked the rebel in, and at the same time, there was a group of walking corpses in the abyss.

"Come on, I need your help in my business!" the remnants of the rebel still echoed in the air.

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The grass grows and the kite flies in March, the flowers compete for beauty, and the people are easy to sleep; the wanderer does not hear the meaning of the mountains and rivers, and a pot of turbid wine squanders the world.

Qing Yu and the insiders walked slowly, and suddenly saw a crowd of people, as if the countryside was rushing to the market.

Walking on Yangguan Avenue, this phenomenon often occurs, what big families travel, followed by a large number of entourage guards, there are some large gatherings in the city and so on.

The child with a paper kite in his hand ran around, and the innocent and free friendship made the Qingyu couple fascinated by their childhood, when they were also so carefree, they liked to run around, they didn't know what the pain was, and they didn't know that there would be unforeseen circumstances.

"I miss us so much~" The corners of his wife's mouth hooked slightly, and the things in front of her made her emotional, as if she was in the embrace of nature.

"You're chasing me...... the children ran and ran, inadvertently crashing into the front of their wives, facing the cute children, Qingyu and his wife did not have a trace of guard.

"Be careful~ Does it hurt?" the wife's gentle side was revealed, and her love for the child drove her to pick up the child who fell in front of her.

"Thank you, sister......" The child's voice suddenly distorted in the middle of his words, and a pair of godless gray pupils peeked out from his dirty hair.

"Not good!" Qing Yu's reaction was very fast, his hands quickly pulled his wife away, and he hugged his wife sideways and retreated, his fingertips were green, and there were words in his mouth.

The beams weave into a web, and in an instant, the child is completely bound.

"Jing'er! Jing'er......" Qing Yu stepped aside, anxiously calling out his wife's maiden name, but his wife's mind did not belong, she was depressed, and her pretty face was full of pain of struggle.

The wind and clouds in the forest suddenly changed, and the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers turned into a bloody battlefield of red.

The pedestrians also took off their disguises, dragging heavy steps, and flocked towards Qingyu little by little.

"It's really keen, it's worthy of being the heir of Qingwuqi, it's hard to deal with!" In the red space, the big felt cloak appeared in front of Qing Yu's eyes, Qing Yu's first sight was almost the same as Mengyuan's, I don't know my identity, I don't know my appearance, I don't know the depth of strength.

This set of loose clothes conceals external perceptions.

Qing Yu carefully hugged his wife in his arms, and said coldly: "Are you a rebel?"

"I admit rebellion, but I'm not a demon, I just want this world to change the world!" The rebel answered Qing Yu's question completely, and also said his purpose, "Now, hand over Qing Wuqi, I can leave all the corpses of your husband and wife, and you can also be a companion when you go down to the underworld!"

Qing Yu's eyes were cold, the breath in his body soared, and the emerald brilliance dispelled the nakedness around his body, so that the disordered mind gradually calmed down, "Sure enough, as the elders said, the rebel will do everything, and now this seat is with a female dependent, there is no way to fight with you wholeheartedly......"

"Some small means are just small means, those who become big things are not informal, you will know after you die, people live in troubled times, only strength and no power can not go to the end!" "The rebel is very calm, calmly chatting with Qing Yu, if it is not the wrong scene, there must be a sandalwood table that is boiling tea.

"What if...... I promise you, I won't run away, will you spare my wife and my unborn child?" Qingyu has thought of countless ways to break through in this short period of time, but it is not feasible; Jing'er has now completely become his oil bottle.

The rebel seemed to tremble with excitement, and replied in a gloomy tone: "No!"

"Killing an unborn child and a woman who has no power to restrain a chicken is not a skill, it is kind of coming at me!" Qing Yu hesitated again and again, and tried the most vulgar agitation method.

In exchange, it is still two words of indifference: "No!"

"Buzzing ......" The red heaven and earth suddenly rippled, and both the rebel and Qing Yu were in a tight spirit, and this mutation was something they never expected.

"Boom......" The heavy horse's hooves stepped into the barrier from behind Qingyu, and listened carefully, the sound of the horse's hooves was mixed with the slight sound of the axle;

"Miss...... We seem to be on the wrong track~"

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