It's just that most of the civet cats appear on the Huangquan Road in the world, and it is still rare to appear in such a non-popular place. But if you think about it, the formation of ghost fetuses consumes a lot of human souls, and the formation of yin corpses is also mutated by humans, so it is not surprising that the civet cat can appear here.

Shen Qi didn't hesitate to raise his sword to follow, he only had an hour to go, so he had to find Huang Yu as quickly as possible, and then bring her back.

The civet ran very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it ran to the next corner, quickly climbed the high wall, looked up at the distant horizon, and looked back at the people behind it.

For a moment, its transparent eyes reflected a little fragment of starlight that did not exist here, so clear and bright that it could shine into the deepest souls of people's hearts, and no one had any secrets in front of it.

Yes, it is the guide of the soul, after dying nine times in the world, it has long seen through the flowers and plants in the world, love and love, and life and death have long been downplayed, so it has formed such a thorough eye.

When the baby is born, its eyes are clear and bright, like two black pearls in a pool of water, simple and beautiful. This is because they have not tasted the flavors of life when they first came to the world. It's a kind of emotionless purity. And the civet cat has seen through the flavors of the world, and finally returned to the basics, and only returned to the original purity after death.

When the former is seen, people will want to give him the most beautiful and pure things in the world, which is the joy of the new life and the simple sigh of their own passing. And when the latter looks at it, it will make people awe-inspired, and there is a quiet depth in that look, and all the intrigues are hidden under this kind of look.

Shen Qi has never seen such a look on a cat's face, not even from any person's face, obviously within reach in front of his eyes, but like a fog to see not really, as if in the blink of an eye it will jump off the high wall, turn into a transparent elf and disappear in front of it, but it is really stopped on the high wall, looking at himself with some doubts in the world below, seeing people suddenly have an inexplicable sense of complexity.

Before she could get closer, the civet stood up and walked lightly under the high wall, and walked forward. Take two steps and look back to see if Ming Qi has followed.

The yin qi of the world created by the ghost fetus is very heavy, and just standing here, you can feel the heavy decaying yin qi emanating from everywhere, which is enough to make the corpses of those little gods with low strength no bones, let alone the civet cat who only stays on the Huangquan Road to see them off.

It stands to reason that this kind of spirit cat, which is full of spiritual power and delicate and weak, will be the most liked by the yin corpse, and within a quarter of an hour it will be gnawed away from the bones. But this cat is not contaminated with a trace of yin energy, and it is pure like a white gardenia blooming in hell.

It shouldn't be here.

This is very counterintuitive.

Shen Qi clenched the black sword in his hand and paused.

The civet cat in front saw that Ming Qi didn't follow, his transparent eyes blinked, and he also stopped, turning his head to look at Ming Qi.

Stygian took two steps back.

"Meow Meow ......"

The civet cat's paws pulled the ground twice, and she tilted her head to look at him in confusion.

Stygian took two more steps back.

The civet cat was in a hurry, and it meowed twice, seeing that the Styx Qi retreated even more. So he simply sat down in front of Ming Qi, with his front two feet supporting the ground, his whole body sitting upright, his eyes carrying the gentleness of the superior, and his gestures revealed the domineering spirit of a natural king, and it was difficult to hide the natural elegance and charm of the charming bones. It was as if it were not a cat, but a superior who was carefully reassuring his subjects not to be afraid, but to follow him.

The eyes of the dark qi are circulating, the eyes are as golden as stars, and they are like a deep spring, I don't know what they think.

"Meow Meow ......"

The civet's paws were tugging at the ground, and a discerning person could tell at a glance that it wanted him to pass.

But no.

As soon as he turned his steps, he quickly walked back, and in the blink of an eye, he saw a bright red robe horn flashing around the corner, so fast that the cat couldn't react.

"Meow!"

The voice of the civet cat sounded behind it, getting closer and closer, and the speed became faster and faster, and a smile appeared on the indifferent face of the elder.

Qiankun bag out!

Harvest!

"Meow!"

In an instant, the transparent civet cat was taken in by the wrist-thick Qiankun bag, leaving only a struggling cry echoing under the high wall.

Ming Qi took the Qiankun bag in his hand, and the corners of his mouth crossed a cold arc like a blade. There is no weight added to the Qiankun bag, and it is even a little lighter than just now, and it can be clearly seen that the Qiankun bag is stretched out and the civet cat is constantly struggling inside.

The spirit cat is a spirit body, and the spirit body has no weight, which is in line with the characteristics of the spirit cat on Huangquan Road. But there is one point that the people who let the civet cat out to deceive people ignore it. That is, the spirit body will not be touched by the Qiankun bag, the Qiankun bag is a real thing, how can it catch a cat in the soul state? Real civets are rare and extremely difficult to catch, which is one of the reasons why civets are rare and precious.

So it's not clear what the purpose of this cat, disguised as a civet cat, came to show him the way.

The only thing that Ming Qi knows is that he can't trust others too much in everything, and he can't trust his own eyes, and the most reliable thing is himself.

The civet cat was frightened when it was first caught in the bag, and after tossing in the bag for a while, it quickly quieted down, opened its mouth and began to negotiate with Mingqi: "Meow meow, meow meow." ”

Shen Qi could even imagine it sitting in the Qiankun bag in a serious manner, sitting backwards, its two paws supporting the ground, its transparent eyes looking up like a deep endless ocean, trying to confuse him while coaxing him to open the Qiankun bag, and then jump out with strength.

It's okay to pretend to be pitiful, it's okay to pretend to be a civet, but playing clever in front of him is tantamount to throwing himself into a net, and he doesn't have that much patience to listen to what it says.

"I don't understand." Ming Qi said, her voice was cold, and there was no emotion in it. "Even if I can understand, I don't want to waste time here with you. Walking with you these few steps is already my greatest kindness to you, stay in it honestly, don't try to break out, this Qiankun bag has a god-destroying spell and a god-destroying spell, if you don't believe it, you can try. ”

Before the words were finished, a stabbing sound sounded in the Qiankun bag, and the civet whispered patiently, insisting that there was no meow.

It's quite backbone.

Ming Qi sneered, grabbed the Qiankun bag and put it in his sleeve, as soon as he put it in, he felt that something was wrong, as if something was about to come out of his mind, but he couldn't remember what it was, he felt that it was very important, and he forgot it in the blink of an eye, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't remember, he even wondered if he really had that idea just now.

Time was pressing, he simply didn't want to, anyway, nothing was more important than saving Huang Yu.

Walking back along the same path as before, he soon returned to the position where he had come in from the tree, where his footprints were still there.

Suddenly, someone in his mind passed in a sentence through transmission, and Ying Qi subconsciously stopped it, but he was a step too late, and the sentence was completely heard in his ears.

"Master, let go of me, I'm Ah Ling, are you blind, what are you doing with me! No, you're a blind man, anyway, I don't care, what kind of nerves do you make, don't let go of me quickly! ”

shouted at the master, but a blind nerve, Ming Qi was a little funny and put forward the Qiankun bag, hooked the rope and shook it in the air, the civet inside meowed twice, the voice was sharp, and the final tone was a little down, it seemed that there was some grievance and some anger.

Ming Qi said to Qiankun Bag, "Spirit cat, let's call you Spirit Cat first, first, I am not your master, second, I am not blind, third, find the right person when passing the word, and then pass it on, don't spread it to the ears of the enemy." That's it, kneel down. ”

The civet cat still wanted to speak, but was controlled by a spell of Shen Qi, and could only dig into the bag with teeth and claws in the Qiankun bag to vent.

She didn't have time to pay attention to it, so she put the bag in her sleeve and then lifted another bag from the other cuff - something in it was more than a kitten struggled with.

The slender fingers pinched the corner of the Qiankun bag, and the things that kept moving inside did not move. It's not that it doesn't want to move, it hurts, those two fingers just pinched its lifeline, the lifeline is in the hands of others, it wants to die before it struggles desperately.

Shen Qi said lightly: "You can't compare to me than Dragon Breath, you don't have to struggle anymore, you can't escape." Even if you escape, do you still want to be trapped in a snake and never return to your dragon body? Black Dragon, listen, now I want you to do one thing, obediently and obediently you can't eat your good fruits, and you will have freedom when you do it. But if you don't obey, you'll know the difference between the ancient black dragon's dragon breath and the ordinary black dragon. ”

His fingers were withdrawn, and the Qiankun bag was quiet, as if he was really thinking about the question raised by Ming Qi.

"Okay."

A strong and hoarse voice came from the Qiankun bag, with a slight sigh, I don't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or sigh that I was about to betray the original master.

Immortal Qi was not surprised at all by its answer, after all, the Black Dragon Clan had been rooted in the Underworld since it was broken up by the Great War between the Divine Realm and the Underworld tens of thousands of years ago. The ancient black dragon is a vein, likes to be shady and cool, lives in the extremely cold place all the year round, and the underworld has the three worlds to the yin land, which is the most suitable for giving birth to the black dragon family, and the birth of every black dragon has a witness in the underworld.

In the future, whether the black dragon cultivated into a divine dragon in the abyss of the human world or out of the underworld, he had to admit that his ancestors were the underworld, and their birthplace was the underworld, and they had the responsibility of absolute obedience to the underworld.

Then the voice said, "Lord, what do you want me to do, please command." ”

Stygian looked up at the purple sky, the color of the sky covering his eyes with a dull layer of dust. "The high wall here is covered with formations, you can only go out if you find the formation eye, you go to the sky to look at it, and see if there is anything suspicious outside the high wall, it can also be said that it should not appear here but appeared, such as this civet just now. As long as you find it, kill it on the spot, and don't show mercy. ”

"Yes." A calm voice replied.

"Also, go find the four farthest corners of the high wall with me as the center, those are the four most important eyes, and destroy them."

"Yes."

Without hesitation, Ming Qi pulled open the rope on the Qiankun bag, and a small horn with green tendons stretched out, and the skin was like thick ink, only a layer of scales shining with cold light covered it. Then the small horn became bigger and bigger, and more and more came out, and the small Qiankun bag was not enough to see.

Ming Qi put down the Qiankun bag and took a few steps back. The little horn got room to exert itself, and suddenly broke through the Qiankun bag and flew out of it.

I saw a pair of black dragon wings floating in the air with a pitch-black, huge mountain ridge, floating up and down with their breathing, which one was not on the body of the patterned snake.

Every time I look at the wings of the black dragon, I always feel like my blood is boiling.

The black dragon's wings are not beautiful, and they can also be said to be very ugly. It is covered with powerful veins, and you can see the blood surging in the veins, beating vigorously one by one, and the thickest part has a thick bowl mouth, which is just a bunch of wings, and you can imagine how powerful and domineering the entire black dragon with these wings is.

There was only a small piece of black flesh attached to the two wings, and there were blood spots on them that had not been removed, and the blood spots had turned black and gray, and it seemed that the wings had been torn off for many years. Compared with the wide and powerful wings, this bit of flesh can tear them apart alone, and it looks very vulnerable.

And the complete black dragon with wings, where one person can bully. They feed on Kunpeng and drink from blood, and have the best black dragon scales in the ability to resist hits, can maintain a normal body temperature in the ice, and can fly back and forth unscathed in the flames, which is 10,000 times more useful than the pampered dragons in the sky. The black dragon breathed and vomited, thousands of miles of ice, all life and breath were destroyed, and the bones were gone. The black dragon's claws are stained with venom, as long as a small hole is dug in the skin, let alone a human, even if it is a god, that piece of skin will be corroded immediately, and unless the arm is cut off, there is no way to save it.

The black dragon is powerful enough to shake the heavens and the earth, and it is also an unrivaled steel team in the underworld. Shen Qi naturally knew how much the wings in front of him longed for his dragon body, and he had already tasted the taste of great power, so who wanted to become vulnerable and slaughtered?

At first glance, he saw the black dragon wings that did not belong here, and cut off the black dragon wings on the back of the patterned snake without mercy, and then discussed with it confidently.

It's not so much about negotiating, it's better to unilaterally suppress the conditions, as long as you can get your body back, no matter what the conditions, the black dragon will agree.

Shen Qi took a few steps forward, his wings slowly folded, there was still some distance from the ground, and he prostrated down in front of Ming Qi, looking completely surrendered.

Shen Qi raised his hand and touched its bulging bones, and the emaciated wing bones trembled, but he didn't dare to take them back.

"Go ahead, well done, you can have a dragon body today."

"Yes! I will fulfill the Lord's commandment! ”

The deep voice was very excited, and it knew that if there was anyone in the world who could recover its body, the person in front of it would be one of the few.

The wings were lowered, and then they charged up violently, and flew towards the purple sky, and in the blink of an eye, they flew far away, and soon turned into black dots like seagulls, soaring in the sky.

Wherever the wings passed, a large expanse of flowers paved the way for it, and the bright red flowers quickly invaded the labyrinth, eroding every suspicious corner.

Ming Qi looked up at the sky, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her thin lips were slightly pursed, and her gilded eyes were covered with a layer of mist, as if there was a faint sadness.

A large stream of bloody gas rushed up his throat, and he violently held on to the high wall next to him and covered his chest retching, forcing himself to hold back, his hands were no longer strong, but he still clenched them, and scratched a bloody mark on the wall.

"Hoo ......"

The strong retching was finally swallowed, and the bitter exhalation of the Ming Qi felt as if he had accidentally opened his mouth and swallowed a large flame of burning Zhengwang, and after finally being swallowed, he was still choked in the throat, and every time he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the flame rolled up and down in the throat, and then with the high-temperature saliva flowed down the throat to the stomach, burning all the strength of the whole person, burning the person's internal organs and lungs with a tingling pain.

It's not even half an hour, and the side effects are too unusual.

Even the golden eyes were burned red, and a few tears that had been held back swirled in the eyes, and Bei Mingqi blinked and took it back.

As soon as he straightened up, the pain seemed to kick him hard in the stomach.

"Gross!"

Ming Qi pressed the stinging abdomen, and finally spurted out a mouthful of hot blood, and the red blood on the white wall was clear, and a blood flower suddenly appeared.

Shen Qi gasped desperately, and three ghosts appeared in front of him, he shook his head, trying to circulate the dark qi in his body to save himself. Unexpectedly, after the blood was spit out, the whole person became much more relaxed, and even the speed of the underworld qi rotation accelerated a lot, and the heat in the body seemed to be violently extinguished by a cloud of cold water, and there was not even a trace left.

But Shen Qi knew that this was only temporary, and after half an hour, the side effects would come back in large shares, and it would be ten thousand times more painful than just now. The tranquilization technique is like giving a slap and a sweet date, and then giving a fierce punch to make people completely faint.

"Heh, you still want my life for this little pain, I'll give it to you, can you take it?" His eyes were gloomy as if sprinkled with a layer of ash, and his originally magnetic voice became hoarse, and he spit out words that did not admit defeat.

Ming Qi raised his hand to wipe the blood foam from the corner of his mouth, and without even looking at the blood stains on the wall, he put away the black sword and walked forward with his feet raised.

After a few steps, he stepped back in.

The white walls, which were originally stained with blood, were restored to the whiteness of rice paper in just a few minutes!

The smile in Ming Qi's eyes deepened, and the corners of his phoenix-like eyes became more and more handsome. He pulled out the black sword in his hand and slashed at the white wall!

Click, shatter.

The white wall made the sound of white paper being chopped, and a pitch-black door opened in front of Stygian. And the flower on the other side that bloomed at the foot stopped in front of the door and stopped coming forward, indicating that the gate in front of him and the illusion where the labyrinth was located were not the same illusion.

Shen Qi snorted coldly, the corners of his mouth rose, and a cold arc like a blade was crossed, and the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and it was fleeting, "Is the most dangerous place the safest place?" I'm sorry, but it's not safe anywhere for you. ”

With that, he lifted his feet and walked into the darkness.

Bai Qiang healed quickly behind him, and from the outside, there was no trace of being broken at all.

At the moment when the white wall had just healed, someone tore another spatial crack from the adjacent white wall and drilled out of the wall.

The white cloth covers his eyes, the white clothes are fluttering, and he has a gentle and elegant temperament like a fairy descending to earth, who is not the fog.

"Ah Ling? Did you just call me, where are you? ”

The fog eyes are not very easy to use, and he can only see things through a layer of fog cloth, but after a few tosses, his fog cloth is stained with a lot of dust, and it feels like a few drops of rain on the eyeballs, and the vision is a little hazy.

He could see large patches of red flowers at his feet, and some of them were too eye-catching to see what kind of flowers they were. There was the cold smell of his little civet cat in the middle of the flowers, so Ah Ling must have been here just now.

"Ah Ling, Ah Ling, you run slower, I can't catch up with you."

The fog called the name of the little civet cat, looking for his kitten everywhere, but he never saw the transparent snow-white figure.

He didn't find the little civet, but he was targeted by another behemoth.

The black dragon wings flew right above the fog's head, and the place where the original owner was standing seemed to be a different person.

The black clothes have turned into white clothes.

The fog felt like a strong wind blowing, and the whole sky changed color, and when he looked up again, he saw a black wall standing in front of him.

The fog couldn't see clearly, so he reached out to touch it, and muttered: "When did this have a black wall......

The black dragon wings froze in place, and those who were tickled by it did not dare to move.

"Lord, how did you change your clothes?"

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Inside the gate is an elegant courtyard, and the moment you step on the leaves, you feel like you're in a dream.

Because this courtyard is exactly the same as the Wutong Residence in the Nine Kings' Mansion.

For a moment, he even thought that he was just having a dream, and after waking up from the dream, his princess was still sitting on the mandarin duck in Wutong Residence, and she was smiling and playing a song for him.

If that's the case, how nice it would be.

But the black dragon sword in his hand told him that he was Shen Qi, not Feng Qiao.

The faint light of his eyes dimmed, and he walked step by step into the incomparably familiar courtyard of the palace that had appeared countless times in his dreams, and the faint sound of the phoenix guzheng echoed in his ears.

In the middle of the sycamore house, there are large areas of plane trees, the plane trees grow well, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, elegant and chic, all of which he personally picked out one by one and sent people to plant in the sycamore. The branches and leaves are extraordinarily quiet, and walking in it can make people unconsciously relaxed.

He still remembered how happy Huang Yu was when he saw the plane tree, and he told her that if nothing else, just because there was a "phoenix" in her name, and the phoenix liked the plane tree, he would choose the best plane for her and build the most comfortable home for the phoenix.

Now that I think about it, this sentence is simply a joke. He couldn't even protect their children, and he didn't do anything to give her a home, let alone comfort.

The dead leaves and stumps on the ground are already old, and the feet are soft and soft, and the air is moist and fresh because of the rain. The slight sound of the wind blowing through the wide leaves of the sycamore soothed the inner restlessness and irritability.

The path was paved with countless treasures, including pearls, corals, and agate...... All kinds of pure natural jewelry are made, just because Phoenix Feather loves to dance, natural jewelry is warmer than stone, which is good for blood circulation.

The path was quickly completed, and one of the holes that had been detained from the Night Pearl was still there, and Ming Qi exhaled a breath of turbidity and looked up at the main hall of Wutong Residence.

Just by the window by the door, Huang Yu once sat on the chaise longue next to him, caressing his lower abdomen and gently saying which plane tree he would bury wine in, and wait until the beginning of spring next year to get sweet osmanthus brewing.

But later, the osmanthus brew was gone, and the people were gone.

Looking at the door, he suddenly didn't dare to enter.

Maybe it's the timidity of his hometown, maybe it's the revisiting of his hometown, anyway, he is a little flustered in the excitement.

If it was really Huang Yu inside, what expression should he face her with.

Is it joy, excitement, or guilt.

Gently push open the dusty door, every bottle and scene in the room, every flower and grass have a deep memory, the silk is draped, and the veil hangs low, creating a hazy atmosphere. The gold and jade melt light, extremely luxurious, the finely carved jade-inlaid sandalwood bed, the night pearl is always swallowing the magnificent pearl light, and the interior can be seen clearly at night.

All the furniture in the room is carved from rosewood, and no matter how long it takes, the unique fragrance of sandalwood is so elegant and quiet, like a lovely woman sitting by the window embroidering while waiting for him to come home.

The door closed slowly behind it, and the sound of the door closing made Stygian retract from his distraction.

His slightly confused eyes became firm, and he looked at the obvious figure on the bed and froze, and shouted in a low voice: "What person! ”

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