After waking up more than a dozen times like this, Cui Houqing finally opened his eyes. He was surrounded by a rocky roof, and to be exact, he was in the depths of a cavern, and there were ravines scattered everywhere, and the hot magma slowly flowed from the ravines, and it seemed that this place must be very deep underground.

"Ah, you're awake!" The door of the stone room slowly opened, and a young maid dressed in black and veiled walked in.

The maidservant lifted him up, changed into clean clothes, and then went out. After a while, an old man over fifty years old walked into the stone room, came to Cui Houqing's bedside and gently gave him a hug.

"Lao Wang Wu'er, when you marry Qing'er in the future, you will be considered half of my son, so it is not rude to hug like this. Wang Dingtian tucked the corners of Cui Houqing's quilt, carefully checked his injuries and found that there was no major problem, so he said with confidence.

"Are you?" Cui Houqing weakly popped out these two words.

"I am Wang Dingtian, and Wang Wenqing is my daughter. A hint of gloom flashed in the corner of Wang Dingtian's eyes.

"Here?" Cui Houqing said again.

"This is the lair of the Celestial Cult - there is no cave. Wang Dingtian seemed to be treated badly here, and deliberately accentuated his tone when he talked about the Heavenly God Sect, as if to remind him not to hold back his bad thoughts.

At this time, a maidservant girl walked in from outside, lowered her head and said, "Master Wang, the cave master is invited!"

Cui Houqing wanted to ask again, but saw Wang Dingtian stand up and said softly: "They called me, I'll come to see you later." Then he turned and followed the maidservant into the passage.

The stone chamber fell silent again, perhaps to let him recuperate, so no one came to disturb him. Cui Houqing couldn't sleep, leaned on the pillow, and then stared at the passage.

Suddenly, two green rays of light appeared in the passage, blinking like two fireflies. The fireflies are getting closer and brighter. A short time later, a wolf appeared in the firelight.

Cui Houqing shouted in surprise. I saw that the wolf wagged its tail like a dog, jumped on the stone bed and drilled around him.

Seeing that Xiao Hei was safe and sound, Cui Houqing relaxed a little, he closed his eyes and began to analyze. When he fell off the cliff, he saw that Xiao Hei also jumped down, and somehow, Xiao Hei was unharmed. Before he fainted, he clearly heard the voices of Wang Wenqing and Wang Dingtian, so that they saved themselves, and now that he is in the lair of the Demon Sect, does it mean that Wang Dingtian has already become a member of the Demon Sect? Then Wang Wenqing must also be a spy of the Demon Sect!

Cui Houqing breathed a sigh of relief, he prides himself on being a famous and righteous path, but now he is not tolerated by the righteous path, but he was saved by the demon sect when he was in danger, and now in the eyes of those righteous paths, he is a spy of the demon sect It has been a sure thing.

Speaking of the Demon Sect, the picture flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but recall that night, the person in the black air was clearly the secret method of the Demon Sect, then he must be a person in the Demon Sect, so since he is now intolerable to the world, it is better to pretend to join the Demon Sect, and by the way, find out who the person in the Demon Sect is, and then avenge his father and mother.

Thinking of this, he let out a sigh of relief, and began to close his eyes again and began to pretend to sleep.

There was a boom and the sound of stone slabs rubbing against each other, and the door of the stone chamber was opened again, and a few hearty laughs floated in. Then two men and one woman entered. Among them, Wang Dingtian walked in front to lead the way, and was the first to walk into the stone room, pointing to Cui Houqing to introduce: "This is the leader of the four immortal sects, that is, he used the fourth form of the Qinglong Temple's secret method Qinglong Eight Methods, and fought a tie with another leader." Known as Master Houqing!"

The other man, who was about forty years old, had grown a beard early and looked much older than his real age. I saw that he couldn't see his true thoughts with a smile on his face, and when he saw Cui Houqing, he said coldly: "Master Wang, I thought that you Hua'er Holy Sect had paid so much for you, but what you saved was a waste, but I didn't expect it to be a popular figure, but it is a little useful." ”

Wang Dingtian said again and again: "That's, that's." The words were quite respectful, like his immediate boss.

Seeing Cui Houqing's face full of questions, Wang Dingtian hurriedly introduced: "Look at me, you two haven't known each other yet, I actually forgot about this." Master Houqing, this is the master of the Heavenly God Sect called the Demon Lord. Lord Demon Lord, this is a newly joined Houqing mage, formerly known as Cui Houqing. ”

The demon lord bowed his head lightly and nodded at Cui Houqing as a greeting. Cui Houqing was very angry with the indifference of the demon lord, so he kept lying on the bed motionless.

Wang Dingtian explained: "Master Houqing is seriously injured and has difficulty moving, so he can't salute the Demon Lord, please forgive me." ”

The demon lord threw a sentence coldly: "It's okay, if the injury is not healed, take care of it, and when the injury is healed, I will pick up the wind and wash the dust for you." ”

After that, the demon lord first turned around and walked out of the stone room, and the woman behind him never said a word, silently following the demon lord out of the stone room.

The stone room the size of Zhang Yu was deserted again, and only Wang Dingtian remained in the stone room to accompany Cui Houqing.

"What about Wang Wenqing, why haven't you seen her all the time?" Cui Houqing broke the silence first.

Wang Dingtian withdrew his eyes staring at the back of the Demon Lord, as if he had relaxed, and said with a smile: "The Holy Sect has not yet accomplished, Xiaoqing will continue to lurk in Qinglong Mountain, waiting for the Demon Lord's order." ”

"Lord Wang, what are you?" Cui Houqing wanted to speak and stopped.

Wang Dingtian knew what he was talking about, and his eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, as if there was a story in it. After a long time of distraction, he said, "Master Houqing, do you believe in cause and effect?"

Cui Houqing nodded.

Wang Dingtian said: "I also believe it, because there is a cause and effect, I can't tell you about this matter yet, but in the future, you and Xiaoqing will be married, let her tell you!"

Cui Houqing saw that he was unwilling to reveal it, so it was inconvenient to ask again, so the entire stone room fell silent again.

"When will I be able to see Wang Wenqing?" Cui Houqing sighed softly and unconsciously whispered.

Wang Dingtian came back to his senses, his eyes were bloodshot, his smile disappeared, and he was replaced by a melancholy face: "It won't be long, the day of the big counterattack is coming." ”

After saying this, Wang Dingtian seemed to remember something and walked out of the stone room quickly.

The mountain behind the Qinglong Temple, before the Ten Thousand Thunder Punishment Domain.

The desert monk stared at the sea of clouds in a daze, and behind him was a young female disciple dressed in pink and white-Wang Wenqing, only to see that she was holding a scarred rag in both hands, the blood stains on it had turned black, and it was so bright and dazzling when printed on the rag.

Wang Wenqing's face was still cold, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him no matter how wonderful it was, and there was no trace of a smile on his pretty face, but as time went by, his thin lips gently blew out a breath of turbidity.

"Wen Qing!" The desert monk suddenly spoke, falling down and jumping to himself.

Wang Wenqing nodded lightly, like an apricot blossom hanging branch, it was really beautiful.

"You really like him, right?" a different color flashed in the desert monk's eyes.

Wang Wenqing didn't answer, just gently lowered his head slightly, and looked at the ground obliquely.

"Only you have the heart to retrieve his relics. For some reason, there was a trace of moisture in the corners of his eyes, and his entire vision gradually blurred. He raised his head slightly, his eyes slowly closed, and listened softly to the roar of the wind.

Since Cui Houqing borrowed the book that night, the desert monk has thought of a way to save him, but there are some gambling elements and some adventures. At that time, he thought that if Cui Houqing's life was preserved, he must be re-established as an identity, that is, let him lurk in the Demon Sect as a spy on the righteous path. He knew that as a chess piece, Cui Houqing might not be willing, but only in this way could he exchange his life. But who expected that what Cui Houqing would never expect was that Cui Houqing did not carry the third heavenly punishment of the Ten Thousand Thunder Punishment Domain. When the desert monk arrived, Cui Houqing had already turned into flying ashes, and only a rag that had been worn on him was left on the ground. Da Mo really regretted it at this time, regretting that he shouldn't have broken off his relationship and let him hate him for life. It wasn't until he ordered someone to send Hou Qing's ashes back that he knew that he was the child.

Ten years ago, a thunderclap shook the wilderness, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and it began to rain heavily.

Suddenly a sun appeared above the dark clouds, and when people looked closely, they realized that it was just a meteorite, a huge meteorite that could destroy the whole world.

At that time, the four great immortal sects gathered at the same time in the Bishan faction of Penglai Mountain, but they could not do anything about this scene of annihilation.

During this period of time when the meteorite landed, the desert monk used the Tongtian thaumaturgy "Kanyu" to calculate a hexagram for the whole world, but because the hexagram was too strange, it could not be solved at that time, but he could vaguely guess that it was "the gods are coming!".

Because the fog was too treacherous at that time, the desert spurted out a mouthful of blood in order to explore the heavenly opportunity.

But just when people thought they were going to die, the meteorite was gradually refined by the heavenly fire and turned into a table-sized piece of heptane gold. Gengjin may have already generated spiritual consciousness at that time, and before he landed, he automatically slowed down and landed lightly at the foot of Penglai Mountain.

At this moment, the heads of the four immortal sects arrived together and witnessed an incredible scene, Gengjin actually gave birth to a baby less than a year old, and this baby was Cui Houqing in early childhood.

Maybe the baby was just conceived and cried to the whole world.

At that time, I saw a baby crying, and the whole world shook in this baby cry.

At that time, everyone thought that this child must be extraordinary, so according to the agreement, he was quietly handed over to a family surnamed Cui in Cuijiazhuang to raise, and was taken care of by Master Yuqing, the younger brother of the desert monk and one of the three major masters of Qinglong Temple.

But now sixteen years have passed, and the children at that time have grown up, but they are suddenly buried in the hands of the desert, which is really sad and ridiculous. What's more, since Master Yuqing disappeared six years ago, there has been no trace of them.

It seems that Master Yuqing knows some hidden secret, so he suffered miserably.

So far, only the boy knew what was going on, but he had gone somewhere else.

Thinking of this, the desert monk unconsciously laughed to himself. Wang Wenqing raised his head and looked at this world-famous figure, as if he had aged a little in the wind and rain.

She bit her lip vigorously, and almost told the news that Cui Houqing was still alive several times, but in the end, she quietly swallowed it back for selfishness.

"My Buddha is merciful, I actually killed the son of heaven, and I also lost a junior brother, and I don't even know the secret of it. I'm really the most ridiculous person in the whole world!hahahaha!" The desert monk whispered in the wind, stretched out his hands and laughed wildly, but the tears flowing from his eyes were like beads with broken threads, and he couldn't stop cutting them.

Wang Wenqing stepped forward and took two steps forward, handed the rag in his hand to Da Mo, and said, "Master, take another look! This is the relic of Master Houqing, and it will be burned soon!"

The desert monk took the monk's robe, looked at it for a while, and then pulled it with both hands, only to see that the rags gradually turned red, black smoke came out, and suddenly it burned. After a while, the rags turned into black wool in the wind, dancing with the wind in the wind. In the eyes of the desert, it was as if Cui Houqing had come back to life, drifting away in the wind until he disappeared.