Ziqing found that he had a terrifying talent for killing, although he saw the blood splashing, and saw the wailing and struggle of life, he could not hide the trembling that emanated from his soul.

…… In the space where countless stars gathered, a tiny red and green ball was quietly suspended in the corner, and suddenly, the ball vibrated slightly, and then I saw that the red and green colors on its surface, which were originally balanced and intertwined with each other, actually flowed slowly like a stream of water.

Gradually, red began to erode from the inside out to replace the hint of green.

Meng was blessing and defending his main god space, and suddenly his heart was touched, and he stretched out his hand to brush the void in front of him, and a vast starry sky appeared in front of him, which was the metacrystalline projection of all the Dao players in the main god space. There is a good saying that people can deceive themselves, but they cannot deceive their own hearts.

These starry-like dots are the metacrystalline projections of those preachers. Entrusted by Jiuli, he added a trace of divine thought to Ziqing's Yuan Crystal projection, so even if there was a slight change on it, he could quickly sense it.

All the metacrystals here have three or more colors, and even countless eye tones and products.

The more colors there are, the more balanced and stable the properties of the metacrystals are. In fact, most of the current controllers, most of their Yuan Jing have one or two eyes, no more than three. Only such purity and absoluteness can reach the top.

The fewer colors, the purer and more persistent the player's heart. The advantage is that you can improve your mental strength faster and become more tenacious and determined, but these people have an Achilles heel. It's very easy to go to extremes.

For example, the red and green colors that Ziqing now has, once one of them is eroded by the other, it will become very extreme. Red, which represents killing.

But there has never been a shortage of strong people in this world, and if you let the killing completely control the mind, it will not last long.

It's a pity that Ziqing's strength is limited now, and his soul has been weakened countless times, and he has been thrown into the mixed plot world. It can be described as a step-by-step crisis......

Meng saw that Jiuli was still sitting in the void, and he was actually using his control to maintain her fragile soul, so that she would not be crushed and swallowed by the plot world before her consciousness returned......

The eternal heart was finally touched.

He didn't know how many years he had existed. He had forgotten if he had ever fought for it at all costs. I've seen so many souls. In the world, he has long been indifferent. Ziqing...... Just as she knew about herself, from the beginning of entering the main god space, and even to the commission of Jiuli later. Until now. He just fulfills his duties and commitments. That name. It is no different from the code name given for the initial entry into the main god space.

It wasn't until he saw Jiuli's persistence and desperation just now that he felt that all this was meaningful.

……

Martial arts are improving rapidly. In just half a month, it has reached an advanced level, light work, flying cliffs and walls, such as walking on the ground.

All these people deserve to die, damn it! Mixed pictures churned in the sea of Ziqing's knowledge, and every corner of the palace was filled with blood and carnage...... And she's killing to stop killing!

Ziqing felt that she was getting more and more excited, and the hand holding the knife began to tremble slightly.

"Qingzhu, what are you doing?" A coquettish rebuke came.

Azusa turned around suddenly, and slashed at the source of the sound.

"Ahh

The blade stopped steadily from the white neck, and Ziqing's control of the force has reached the level of doing whatever he wants, so far, the martial arts have reached the realm of the unity of man and sword!

Zi Jing's eyes looked at Yuan Yuan like a falcon, and said, "What are you doing here?" ”

Seeing that the other party did not mean to kill him, Yuanyuan stabilized his mind, raised his head, and returned to his previous coldness: "...... Why you? I know you hate the king. But you should also think about the prince, at that time, ......"

Ziqing shouted: "Don't talk so much nonsense, what are you doing here?" ”

Yuan Yuan pursed his red and tender lips, the prince said that he cherished his talents the most, and said that as long as Qingzhu was willing to submit, he would definitely get rid of her lowly status and make her his most powerful right-hand man. But I didn't expect her to be such a barbaric person, if she didn't call it just now, she really cut it down with that knife?

Thinking of this, Yuan Yuan subconsciously touched his neck, which still had a trace of coldness, paused and said, "...... As long as you want, the prince said, everything is not to blame......"

Ziqing's eyebrows were imperceptibly raised, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he looked round, and suddenly felt a little funny.

She really didn't understand, what was so good about Tai Zicheng. If he hadn't started as a tomb robber who robbed tombs, would he have been able to get to where he is now? Well, heroes don't ask where they come from, which rich generation has no pickled capital accumulation of the right generation, the world only looks at the king and the loser, and what they appreciate is only the aura of wealth and power that is blessed on the body after success. Therefore, it is understandable that Yuanyuan is tempted by a vassal king who wants money, money, power, power, and appearance......

But the problem is that Tai Zicheng is not a good class at all. From the time when he was playing the piano, others said "good hands", and he was going to cut off his hands and give them away, which shows how cruel and cold-blooded he is. Ziqing didn't believe that Yuanyuan couldn't see this.

Also, after her fuss during this time, all the pickled things in the whole house have been exposed.

Sure enough, as rumored, those slaves who came and went were all made into minced meat by Tai Zicheng to feed the ghosts.

Ziqing had passed over the deep cellar and heard a sound like a ghost crying wolf from below, and even just hearing the sound sent chills down her spine. She decisively destroys the floodgates, at least ordinary people can't push them open......

Thinking of this, Zi Jing couldn't help but ask: "For the sake of the former master and servant, I think I should still advise you, he is not your lover, he is too cruel and cruel......"

Yuanyuan's eyebrows frowned slightly, his chin unconsciously raised a little, and he looked into the distance over the top of Ziqing's head, "I don't care what kind of person he is, and I don't care what he does to others, as long as he is sincere to me, what more can I ask for." ”

Zijing concluded.

She subconsciously covered her chest, what a strange feeling. This sentence......

She felt that she was such a person herself, so Ziqing didn't say anything more.

After talking to Yuanyuan, Ziqing felt a lot calmer. She was afraid that Yuanyuan would reveal her whereabouts to Tai Zicheng, so she fled. (To be continued.) )