Inside the enchantment, the black gas vortex continued to roll and move, and soon, from there, a powerful demonic qi emerged, impacted, and landed on the edge of the surrounding enchantment, emitting a stream of black gas, covering the entire enchantment in an instant, making the comfortable enchantment fall into a black mist. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The black fog was filled, and he stood comfortably in the air, his eyes were cold, his expression was cold, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Roaring ......"

In the black qi vortex, a lion's roar suddenly sounded, setting off layers of black mist and rolling, as if in chaos.

Then, the surrounding black mist shrank for a moment, converging around a burly middle-aged man wearing a fiery red shirt with a cold expression who walked out of the black qi vortex, turning into four pillars of black qi light.

In the churning and changing of the four pillars of black light, four figures appeared.

These four figures, three men and one woman, the first man looked arrogant, dressed in white, and carried a long halberd wrapped in a black cloth on his back; The second man's face was as pale as paper, but the aura on his body was the strongest of the four, this person was dressed in black, and his pale face gave people a terrifying feeling; The third man was a tall man, bald, with a cracked upper body, a hideous expression, and a bloodthirsty look in his eyes; The fourth is a woman dressed in purple with a slender figure but a big fat face, which destroys her original graceful posture, and what is particularly conspicuous is that her big fat face has a pair of dead fish-like eyes, looking weird and panicked.

And these four people, at this time, respectfully stood behind the middle-aged man in the fiery red shirt in front of them, although they didn't say a word, they were all looking at An Yi and Qingluo in front of them.

"The third generation of spellcasters, that's all." The middle-aged man in the fiery red shirt glanced at An Yi, then withdrew his gaze, and a faint voice came from his mouth.

"Hmph." was ignored by the two late-stage ghost kings in a row, and looked down, comfortable here, the anger was already surging.

"Really? The eight-winged king who came in front of him at least reported his home, what about you, what the hell are you? An Yi's expression was solemn, and he said sarcastically in a cold voice.

"That guy from the Eight-Winged King has always liked to let people know his prestige, but I, the Flame King, is much more low-key." The middle-aged man in the fiery red shirt said, calling himself the King of Flames.

"Flame King." An Yi muttered, his eyes solemn.

"That's it, you guys, also report to your own house, lest you see that kid from the Eight Winged King in the future, and you will talk a lot of nonsense about this." The Flame Burst King waved his hand, as if he was very helpless, and said this casually.

"Hmph, King Xuanlei." The arrogant man listened to the words of the Flame King, but he looked at An Yi with disdain and snorted coldly.

"The Red Ghost King." The paper-pale man whispered, as if he had no strength to speak.

"Lava King." The bald man grinned, his eyes full of bloodlust.

"Wind King." The woman in purple with a big fat face smiled, and a blue light appeared in the dead fish's eyes, and she snorted hoarsely.

"Alright, the greeting is over, and it's time for us to say goodbye, three generations of spell masters." After the Flame King said this lightly, with a wave of his big hand, a black light shot out, enveloping the four people on both sides behind him, and the five of them turned into a black light, completely ignoring the comfortable barrier, and directly broke through the air.

Looking at the black light that disappeared in the distance, comfortable here, the anger in his eyes was difficult to suppress, and the black light on his body was even more shining.

It took a while for comfort to recover.

"Since they came, but they didn't fight, they thought about it, what are they trying to do."

After suppressing the anger in An Yi's heart, he thought about it.

"It's okay, I'll go first." On the side, Qingluo dropped this sentence, and the black light flashed and disappeared.

An Yi didn't have the heart to pay attention to Qingluo here, waved his hand and dispersed the enchantment, and the black light on his body flashed, and he also disappeared and left.

Back home, An Yi had finished eating, washed the dishes, and was doing her homework.

At night, An Yi lay in bed, frowning.

"What are you worried about?" Daozang's voice sounded, and immediately after, a white light flashed, revealing his figure.

All around, it was already still.

Comfortably got up, looked at Daozang, and looked at the solemnity in Daozang's eyes.

"Why are those earth-level ghost kings coming across the border one by one, and they don't fight when they come, what does this mean?" After being silent for a long time, An Yi asked the doubts in his heart.

"The reason is simple, for you." Daozang's eyes flashed slightly, looking at Anyi, and said lightly.

"Me?" An Yi was slightly stunned, but then understood.

"Because I'm a demon."

"Indeed, your existence is inevitable." Daozang looked out the window, looked at the closed window on the fourth floor opposite, and said faintly.

"Since An Yi accepted the inheritance of the Spell Master at the age of three and split your existence, at that time, your fate was already sealed."

"At that time, you were just a comfortable doppelganger, with no autonomous consciousness, and some were just a series of commands that were comfortably left in your mind, and you, too, looked a little wooden, even sluggish."

"Until she shows up."

Speaking of this, Daozang withdrew his gaze and looked at the comfort of bowing his head and quietly listening to what he said.

"Her appearance, as if the trajectory of fate has shifted to you, makes you, when you meet her, give birth to your own consciousness, have a self, and have signs of desire."

"When you are with her, you can clearly feel in her, the signs of the gears of fate, that is a force guided by fate, and you, for this power, have greed, or rather, you have fear, so you have the desire to destroy, or to master."

"So, while listening to her tell you about her heart, her uneasiness, and all that she has, you have a soul resonance with her, so that you here, and indirectly, receive the guidance of the trajectory of the gears of fate, and this is what you want to have, what you desire."

Speaking of this, Daozang paused, looked at An Yi deeply, and saw a trace of black light emerging from An Yi's body because of his emotional fluctuations.

"So, when she told you that she saw the direction of your future destiny, you listened to her narration and fell silent, but in your heart, there was a rejection, and there was a desire to control your own destiny."

"In the end, when she said to you in a pleading tone, asking you to give up fighting against fate, you gave birth to thoughts that you shouldn't have, she knew everything about you, and you, for the sake of this power of fate in the dark, wanted her to disappear, and as a result, she did disappear."

"It's exactly what you expected."

"It is also at this time that your mind has changed, and this change makes you painful, afraid, hesitant, irritable, and helpless, you choose to forget, choose to ignore, choose, naturally."

"When you took advantage of your comfort to go to the Illusory Void Realm to receive the empowerment, the moment you were separated from him for a moment, you buried your consciousness, your mind, and everything you had, and from then on, you became a taciturn, a person who only associates with people with similar interests, and a person with a perverse personality."

"Lonely you, as if you are with her life, in your heart, silently accept the guidance of the trajectory of fate, step by step, embark on the road she told you in the future, and now, this road is about to come."

"That's why, when the old man came back to see you, he asked you how you feel now."

After saying that, Daozang was also silent.

All of this is in Daozang's eyes, constantly happening, constantly advancing, until now, An Yi has obviously shown signs of becoming a demon.

And all this, Daozang had stopped it at the beginning, but he was eaten by the power of fate, and he couldn't interfere with the trajectory of fate.

His body trembled, and he tried his best to recover.

After a long time, An Yi raised his head and looked at Daozang, his eyes flashing with black light.

"So, when I become a demon, will you kill me?" An easy's voice was hoarse.

"This, the old man did think about it before, and he even wanted to erase you when you were not completely demonic, but he didn't agree."

"The deity?"

Dozo seemed reluctant to talk about it.

"When his trial is over, you can ask him, the old man doesn't know what he thinks."

"So, now, what are you going to do? Seal me? ”

"Nope." Dozo denied it.

An Yi was stunned, a little surprised, but reasonable.

"Your existence is a test for him, and his existence is a stumbling block for you to control your own destiny and get free."

"Oh?" An Yi heard Daozang's words, oh, on the surface it looked very calm, but in his heart, there were ripples.

"You say, I am his tempering, he is my stumbling block, then, I kill him, he kills me, for you, it is no different?" An Yi looked directly at Daozang, the black light flashing in his eyes, and asked in a low voice.

"As I said, the demons in the heart are not impossible to exist, but it depends on how you exist."

"Okay, that's all the old man has to say, and the rest, when you really become a demon, the old man will naturally appear."

Speaking of this, a white light lit up on Daozang's body, and it seemed that he was about to leave.

"Oh, one more thing." Daozang, who was about to turn around, slowed down and said suddenly.

"If you're interested, you can use the circular light technique to take a look at the future, there is an unlucky and sad guy who wrote a "Calf Said".

After speaking, the white light on Daozang's body flashed, and he disappeared and left.

"The Calf Said?" An Yi was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly he was stunned.

All around, everything that was still was restored, and outside the window, a hint of wind came in, with a hint of coolness, blowing his hair and holding his face.

An Yi shook her head, lay down on the bed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

When An Yi and Daozang were talking here, not far from Niuhua High School, under the night, there was a faint flame breath that flashed away.

This breath, like ripples on the calm water surface, is very slight, so slight that Daozang only senses it slightly, but it can't be grasped, and it is so slight that the Xingyuan Dragon is here, and there is also a trace of breath emanating out, as if he is looking for it, but he is nowhere to be found.

I don't know if it's from the stone, or from the hair, or if it's from another world.

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