Qi Qianxun squinted his eyes, his subordinates gradually strengthened, watching the lightly dyed skin gradually reddened, because of the lack of oxygen, the eyeballs were protruding and covered with red bloodshots, and the green tendons were covered with foreheads, such a face was terrifying and hideous, and there was no trace of the freshness and handsomeness of the light dye.

Light Dye is now infinitely close to death. Qi Qianxun didn't have a trace of joy in his heart, but the anger in his heart burned more and more, he couldn't stop, the idea of killing people and venting his anger collided in his mind, and the murderous aura was overflowing and oppressing the snowflakes, and the flying snowflakes were shattered into countless debris by the condensed murderous aura in the air.

Obviously, it only takes a split second to kill.

But Qi Qianxun didn't make a move, his fingers didn't listen to the command, and he couldn't pinch it anymore.

recalled Jing Yan's eyes in his mind, staring at him so stubbornly, the eyes were not so much angry, but more should be sad and pleading, knowing the sorrow of fate and fate, he could only accept the helplessness of fate, bear the decision of fate, and his reluctance and attachment to him, all in the depths of those eyes, as if he had a thousand words to tell, but he was silent, just staring at him with tears in his eyes.

Tears rolled down like pearls.

At that moment, Jing Yan's hot tears seemed to flow into Qi Qianxun's heart, and his whole heart shrunk.

At that glance, Qi Qianxun felt that he understood Jing Yan, and he would rather want Yan to lose his temper when he was angry and disappointed, so that he would have enough reason to kill Light Ran to vent his anger. But no. There was no resentment and hatred in Jing Yan's eyes from beginning to end, only shock and heartache, as well as trust and expectation hidden under that heartache, but because of this, Qi Qianxun was even more uncomfortable - then what is he?! Jing Yan can ignore his own life for the sake of light dyeing, and is willing to make these sacrifices to achieve the avenue of light dyeing without letting light dye know, and he doesn't even ask for light dye's forgiveness, so what is he in Jing Yan's heart? Can he watch Jing Yan walk towards a cliff with no way forward and then shatter his bones? Does he have any weight?

Can't Jing Yan make even a little concession for him?!

This question resounded in Qi Qianxun's ears like a magic sound, over and over again, so that Qi Qianxun had to realize a problem - he had been chasing Jingyan for a hundred years, and that was just his experience; He loves Jing Yanbai for thousands of years, and that's just his feelings.

Jing Yan doesn't love him as much as he loves him.

This realization made Qi Qianxun painful, and made him angry and had nowhere to vent, even if now he could end the lightly dyed life with just one force, but he hesitated. Looking at the hateful gaze of the light dye, the vitality was draining from the light dye's face and eyes, Qi Qianxun flinched, although he didn't want to admit it, but he panicked because of it.

Hands were shaking violently.

I'm afraid that Jing Yan is really ruthless to that extent, and he will not forgive him because of the death of light dyeing, and the curse of eternity is too far away and too desperate. Qi Qianxun is more afraid of...... Jing Yan didn't love him at all. He got Jing Yan, and the three days of lingering seemed to him to be the result of a thousand years of waiting, and it was to keep the clouds open and see the moon, but for Jing Yan, there was not so much relationship between them, at most a few days of peers, at that time he confessed that he was angry He didn't think so much at all, but he felt Jing Yan's response and acceptance, how happy he was, and even began to thank God, and began to thank the wonder of fate, so that Jing Yan could accept him. My heart was full of joy, and even the ice and snow in the sky turned into a rain of colorful petals.

How grateful he is to Jing Yan and likes him, and is willing to give himself to him, this is, what a good thing this is, dreaming, happiness is so easy, he recounted in Jing Yan's ear about his thoughts and longing for thousands of years, but he didn't think about what it meant to Jing Yan.

Qi Qianxun slapped away the light dye with one palm, and slapped one palm after another on the snow and forest like crazy, the palm wind broke off the gravel and flying sand trees everywhere, and in just a few tens of seconds, a mountain was destroyed by Qi Qianxun, Qi Qianxun was especially puzzled, and the majestic spiritual power was pushed out from the palm in waves, and the terrifying coercion was emanated from Qi Qianxun as the center, and the beasts and birds stopped their voices early and fled in all directions.

Light Dye fell to the side, coughing and retching fiercely while covering his neck, choking tears slid down the corners of his eyes, he watched Qi Qianxun wreak havoc like an angry lion, and Light Dye couldn't help but feel two chills in his heart, it was terrible...... Such an oppressive force is even ...... for Emperor Shun

I was suffocated in my heart, when I met such a mad dog-like Qi Qianxun, was Jing Yan already fierce and unlucky? Light dye's eyes were red and he gasped hard, but he didn't expect Qi Qianxun to turn around suddenly, and he intuitively avoided his gaze, and calmed down for a moment, glaring at Qi Qianxun fiercely, but there were still palpitations in his heart - what kind of eyes were they, there was an ominous red fierce light on the beast-like eyes, and just looking at it, he felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet, as if he was haunted by the evil ghosts of Huangquan, and he shuddered.

Qi Qianxun seemed to be enraged by the hateful gaze of the light dye, slapped the roots of the tree that had been upside down and stood up before into pieces with one palm, turned around and rushed to the front of the light dye, grabbed the light dye's chest, and the light dye's fearless gaze was regarded as a provocation by him, Qi Qianxun's chest rose and fell violently, what was the smugness? Isn't it just that Jing Yan is distressed? He wanted to see how long this fearless face could last!

Narrowing his eyes dangerously, Qi Qianxun snorted coldly, and directly tied the hands and feet of Light Dye with his spiritual power, Qi Qianxun flew up, dragging Light Dye all the way to the cliff.

The space was originally moved with the master, Qi Qianxun temporarily set up space in a cave under the cliff, and when he was angry and ran away, he didn't have the heart to move the space, and the entrance to the space was in the cliff cave at this time.

Qi Qianxun stood on the edge of the cliff, looked back at the light dye, the light dye was also a hard bone, and he was dragged all the way without saying a word, allowing the stones and branches to scratch the scars on his body and face, his eyes were amazingly bright, and the bitter hatred was clear, and he didn't bother to hide it at all, and his face was ruthless that he couldn't wait to kill Qi Qianxun as soon as possible.

At this moment, his lightly dyed clothes and hair were scattered, and he should have been embarrassed, but the anger in his heart made him look particularly amazing, although he was embarrassed, he was not embarrassed at all. Seeing this familiar cliff, a strong hatred burst out in Qingzhi's eyes, and the aura on his body began to be restless.

Glancing at Qing Ran coldly, Qi Qianxun sneered again, jumped off the cliff, and even though he was still dissatisfied and angry with Qing Ran, he still felt a little comforted - Qing Ran was still worried about Jing Yan, not Jing Yan's wishful thinking. But this little comfort was quickly replaced by cynicism, and even then, so what? Disliked the painful snort of light dyeing, Xun Qi simply cast a small sealing trick to make light dye completely quiet.

Jing Yan can't die. Qi Qianxun's gaze was firm and ruthless, he would not let Jing Yan die.

***

Jing Yan moved towards the door little by little, I don't know how long it took, and finally arrived at the door, but at this distance, Jing Yan was already panting and sweating profusely, leaning on the door frame and barely standing up, leaning on the door to rest weakly, Jing Yan lowered his eyelids, and his long eyelashes covered the clear eyes.

Qi Qianxun's anger was within Jing Yan's expectations.

If he could, of course Jing Yan didn't want to give Qi Qianxun a slap in the face when he was the sweetest, so that Qi Qianxun would be disappointed and sad, but he had no other way.

Qi Qianxun is not Lu Jin, not Iris, not even anyone in the past, Qi Qianxun does not have everything he has experienced, Qi Qianxun is an independent person, there is no previous memory, Qi Qianxun cannot immediately communicate with him, he has been living in this world since he was conscious, on the way to become a demon lord, how many people he has suffered, and after becoming a demon lord, he began to lead thousands of demon soldiers, against other forces to gain a firm foothold in the Six Realms, he is a living person, has his own experience, has his own thoughts, has its own way of doing things.

Together, these forged a person named Qi Qianxun.

In the face of a problem, in order to reach mutual understanding and reach a consensus, even if they love each other, it takes countless time to run in, he and Qi Qianxun have nothing but love each other now, how can they only face a light dye, such a centrifugal they, how can they walk hand in hand in the future?

Qi Qianxun acted unscrupulously, adhering to the principle of killing those who commit crimes, killing those who stand in the way, killing people who don't like their eyes, and killing gods when they meet gods, which is of course a happy life, but also makes people afraid. But if it goes on like this, they can't wait for a happy ending, Qi Qianxun is certainly capable, and he is fearless and fearless against anyone.

The same is true for the emperor, but why is light dye still being plotted?

Even if Qi Qianxun's method is used to quietly solve the light dyeing, will the soul exchange matter pass away with the light dyeing and never see the light of day? Jing Yan clearly knew that it wouldn't. Not to mention how the emperor will react, just as there is a vision of lightly dyed and ascending to immortals, then how can his Jingyan Nirvana be bland? On the contrary, because his soul is damaged and Nirvana is difficult, he has attracted more attention, and he may not be able to escape when he is discovered.

- He didn't have much time, so he could only use the light dye as an opportunity to let Qi Qianxun quickly understand that he had confidence in Qi Qianxun, and he had never let himself down for so long.

Jing Yan chuckled in his heart, although he wanted to give him a new love, but in the end, he still recognized that he had loved him from the beginning, otherwise who could pull him to bed just by confessing, wouldn't that be difficult, and I don't know if Qi Qianxun's EQ is too low, or his heart is too big, or if he is the first to be sexual, these details are all forgotten.

Besides, Light Dye is a person who deserves to be good to him. Jing Yan knew that since he entered the snowstorm region, Qing Dye had never said a word of thanks to him, but he remembered it in his heart, reflecting in his meticulous small aspects, which were details that Yin Yu had never paid attention to, and spent countless thoughts, aiming to make the food more delicious, and respecting and trusting Jing Yan wholeheartedly.

After resting for a while, Jing Yan opened his eyes and stretched out his hand against the door, just this small action made his breathing a little shorter, Jing Yan slammed open the door with a hard blow on his shoulder, fell out of the door with a pop, and lay on the ground panting weakly.

At the same time, two zhang away from the staircase, light dye was slammed to the ground by Qi Qianxun, making a loud bang, light dye couldn't care about the severe pain in his body, looking up, this look made him feel painful, Jing Yan was only wearing a middle coat, his hair was scattered, there was an ambiguous red mark on his neck, his breath was uneven, his face was flushed, his eyes were full of emptiness, his mouth was unconsciously panting, and his wrists and ankles were locked by silver chains, and they were actually red! There was a "buzz" in his brain, he couldn't hear anything, and he trembled involuntarily - this thief, how dare he, how dare he treat Jing Yan like this-

He's going to kill him! He's going to kill him!

The corners of his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was full of pain, but he couldn't say a single syllable when he was sealed, and a line of tears finally flowed from his eyes.

Qi Qianxun hurriedly stepped forward, hugged Jing Yan who fell to the ground in his arms, and sent the light dye elsewhere with a wave of his hand, as soon as the robe was taken off and wrapped around Jing Yan, he held Jing Yan in his arms, the anger had not subsided, and the chagrin and distress in his heart drowned Qi Qianxun again, damn it, isn't this chain of heaven unmoving under the claim of the Divine Monarch? Why did you let Jing Yan go outside the hall and lie on the ground without strength!

Qi Qianxun's steps were messy and hurried, and even a little flustered, not only because of Jing Yan's state, but also because of Jing Yan's eyes—pain and disappointment. Of course he saw the tragic situation of light dyeing, but he didn't expect it, he didn't expect Jing Yan to leave that room and see it with his own eyes-

He didn't want to. He didn't want to!

Quickly put Jing Yan on the bed, Qi Qianxun clicked a few degrees on Jing Yan's body, let Jing Yan sleep, Qi Qianxun sat on the edge of the bed dejectedly, ripped off the chain with his bare hands, and let the chain spill blood from the wound in the palm of his hand, he looked at Jing Yan deeply, and his anger and anger gradually receded, and he was surrounded by helplessness.

Jing Yan, Jing Yan, what should I do? What should I do?

***

The cold wind howled.

Yin Yu followed the trail of dragging, holding the spear step by step, and finally his eyes were black, and he fell into the snow, and the blood stained a piece of white snow, Qi Qianxun's palm broke through his defense, and he was able to hold on to this point, Yin Yu had done his best, and he had ...... Can't stand up? Yin Yu asked himself, his palms rubbed on the spear, and there were bursts of pain, he slowly got up, and climbed two steps with his hands and feet, after all, his head was crooked.

Fengzi, Yin is foolish and useless, and can no longer serve the left and right, regret and shame.

The wind and snow stained Yin Yu's eyelashes, and the ice crystals froze his spear. After a while, a figure flashed in the wind and snow, brushed past Yin Yu, stopped and returned, touched two handfuls on the ground, dug Yin Yu out of the snow, touched the veins and fed a pill, and then looked at Yin Yu silently for a while, and cast a spell to make Yin Yu float in the air and jump down towards the cliff. 166 Reading Network