"Dad-" A whistling fell, Xiao Mufan woke up, his little eyes were like a flickering fire in the daytime, and he cried tears urgently.

One night, he turned black into a demon, "It turned out to be a dream!" All he hoped for was a dream, and it would never come true!

Jian Nanxia took Xiao Mufan to look for Wu Wuqing, but he didn't find any trace of him, above the vast water and sky, there was no one in Longtan, and the wind was blowing.

Wu Wuqing tried his best to come to the city of dreams, and he turned black into a demon overnight, his head turned white overnight, and his pupils aimlessly extended a rose-red blood color, and the white robe was added, but it was no longer spotless, but the black robe was crowded.

He witnessed the unpredictable outcome of the future, which belonged to him personally, and also belonged to this swordsman world, at this time, before he saw Dai Qing, a fire burned in his body, and the flame was caused by the Nether Stone, the reason why the Nether Stone lost a little bit of its spiritual power, because Xi made a deal with Dai Qing, the purpose was to let all the Nether Stone's spiritual power be injected into his body - thus inducing the evil thoughts hidden in his heart.

The white hair is moving, and the gossamer is the magic thoughts gathered in the heart.

Dai Qing and Xi's goal has been achieved, and he can no longer become a swordsman! Heaven wanted him to die, and he had to die...... Suddenly, the dark clouds changed, the wind and rain were fierce, and everything returned to zero and set off from zero o'clock.

"Say it!" Wu Wuqing listened to the wind and rain, under the thunder and lightning, his pupils were like black ink lotuses, gathering all the darkness between heaven and earth, so that all the spirits in the world had nothing to hide, "What do you need?" ”

He seemed to be a mad man, looking for no way under the heavens, speaking incomprehensible words to the invisible man.

Dai Qing, the person in charge of the Xuanjie Method, suddenly appeared, "Help me kill someone!" Kill this man, and you'll be able to break free from the shackles of the Netherworld! ”

In front of him, Wu Wuqing seemed to be struggling in a sea of suffering, his body and mind were in pain, his body was crawled with tens of thousands of ants, burning incomparably, his internal organs were soaked in sulfuric acid, and every inch of cells was subjected to the pain and hardship of erosion.

Stimulated by the power of the Netherworld, his seven emotions and six desires were about to melt away with the three souls and seven spirits that struggled out of his body from time to time, and he was wiped out little by little.

He was so miserable and tormented that he wanted to die right now......

However, despite the splitting headache and the darkness of his eyes burned by the netherworld, he had to endure it, his little Mu Fan was still in Longtan and no one took care of him, he couldn't just let him go, even if he was accompanied by Jian Nanxia, he couldn't be completely assured, he was afraid, afraid of...... In addition to himself, even his Mu Fan will be in danger of his life.

"No...... No, I can't kill! Wu Wuqing said patiently, and thousands of bitter tears poured out from his eyes like water bursting the embankment, rushing for thousands of miles.

Dai Qing thought to herself, "How will he know who I want him to kill?" It was the Netherworld Power in his body that controlled him to come here, if he hadn't taken so much painstaking effort to find the Netherstone on He Xiong's body, he wouldn't be where he is today, hehe, ambitious people, the ending is often very tragic, such as another person...... Pouring water, now that he has broken the seal of the sword qi, it is naturally a great threat to him, and this threat, he has to borrow a knife to kill people and eradicate it! ”

"How do you know the man I asked you to kill?" Dai Qing spoke, "Don't veto it so quickly! ”

"You've killed people, haven't you? How come it is today, I decided to wash my hands in the golden basin and want to retreat......" Dai Qing's words echoed in Wu Wuqing's ears, making him have to think of the past when he was five years old, he experienced the past, the Wu family was destroyed, all thanks to the most famous swordsman in the rivers and lakes, many years ago, it was he who personally locked the people of the sword gate in the dark prison one by one, and did not kill anyone, if he had a devilish heart, he could have killed the descendants of the swordsman who killed his parents under the sword, in order to avenge the blood and revenge, But he didn't—the goal he wanted to achieve was far from so simple, he wanted these people to become worse than death, to live forever in a dark prison, to never see the light of day, but...... Five years later, Mo Yan betrayed his promise and let these people go, and he didn't pursue the matter so far.

In Wu Wuqing's eyes, he couldn't help but shed a drop of blood and tears, he gently spit out his lips, almost bleeding from his seven orifices, describing him as withered, already tormented by the invisible devil of the Netherworld.

"Yes, I killed someone, but what did I do wrong about it?" Back then, it was he who killed the master, but the master was the culprit, and the head of the Sword Gate was the one who killed his parents back then, and it was he who planned everything that caused the Wu family to be wiped out, making the five-year-old Wuqing homeless and unable to have family affection! Everything is due to the head of the Sword Sect, it is he who has caused Wu Wuqing to always carry hatred in his heart, and he will never forget that past in this life and this life, and he will never be able to let go......

The wind and lightning have magnified all the insignificance and powerlessness in the world.

Wu Wuqing sneered intermittently, as if it was a bitter smile, but also a mockery......

"Say it! Who do you want me to kill? As long as I can get a little relief from it......" Wu Wuqing's face sank, and in an instant, the wind was silent, and the thunder and fire were discolored.

"He-must die!" Dai Qing's eyes are as deep as the snow moon, ordinary people can't see the movement in them, and every breath has thousands of changes.

"Do you know the man in white?"

"Yes...... Him? "The starting point

"The ...... wearing a mask who came to Longtan yesterday" sank his pupils, like a sea of thousands of acres, calm and peaceful.

Dai Qing used the Netherworld Technique to temporarily restrain the Netherworld Power in Wu Wuqing's body, as long as the Netherworld Power was restrained, he would not be as painful as he was swallowed by the Netherworld Power for the time being.

Today, Wu Wuqing only knew a trace of Mo Yan's pain, at the beginning, in order to take revenge, he did not hesitate to hurt Mo Yan's body and made an oath with the Xuanjie Method.

"The entanglement of the sparkling flower print, the kind of taste that can't be shaken off, must be very desperate!" As soon as the words fell, after repeatedly empathizing, Wu Wuqing finally decided to set off, following the stone that Dai Qing threw at him to sense the power of the spirit, to find the trace of Dumping Ran.

In this life, none of them can be redeemed.

At the same time, after Mo Yan placed the injured Ling'er sister, he followed a trace of sword qi and shuttled through the Hellhole to descend to the Pomegranate Blossom Creek Water Field, and suddenly, he noticed that in the compass, each spirit beast disk had shifted its direction.

"Green Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Qilin, Xuanwu, almost every spirit beast disk has changed, there is a breath on it that does not belong to it, it belongs to the ......war 10,000 years ago, 10,000 years ago" Mo Yan step by step, like walking on thin ice, his feet gently swept over each spirit beast disk, looking around, the flame snake heads around him were silently "Zizi" jumping up with black flames, all this in front of him was really extraordinary, and it was terrifying.

The calmer the surface is, the more earth-shattering it will be.

Then, a gust of wind struck, causing all the flame snake heads to be extinguished, and the sword qi of Juan Sheng swept thousands of miles, but there was no intention of killing.

A person suddenly appeared behind him, holding the white sword of Liuli, and holding the second son of the Hehuan Flower Flowing Fire Fox Pattern Mask - the swordsman Sha Luo!

"Sara!" The ink-faced peach blossom eyes are uncertain, a black silk hibiscus robe is thick and picturesque, the ghost ring is still there, and the eyebrows are full of lovesickness.

"Youkun!" The moment when he raised the corners of his mouth, he was the most deadly, and it was impossible to guess what he meant, because there was a murderous motive hidden in it.

Seeing this, Mo Yan put away his smile, clenched his fists, and said, "Thank you for saving that day!" ”

The meaning of Mo Yan's words naturally refers to the fact that when he met Bing Youlian in Longtan and encountered the poisonous hands of the dark swordsman that day, Shui Ran used his own spiritual power to summon the Water Jiaolong to rescue him and Ling'er's sister. It's just that what he doesn't know is why the pouring water in front of him contains infinite coldness in his eyes, like a snow moon in a pool of silent water, in which the clouds and mist are ethereal.

Mo Yan thought to himself, there is no solution, only waiting. Therefore, he can only choose to wait quietly and endure.

The wind was silent, and on the sword of the cockroach held by Mo Yan, a trace of black qi suddenly swept by, which belonged to something other than the sword qi.

"Who is it?" Mo Yan passed by in a panic, and the trace of black qi almost lost his mind when he was not paying attention, it seems that there is a trace of black qi, it is by no means simple, someone must have done it intentionally.

Poured water and said: "It's better for the two of us to be cautious!"

"Of course, I felt it before you!" Mo Yan's thick eyebrows were like a sword, and his fierce aura seemed to be to isolate all the demonic obstacles and phantoms that were intended to erode his mind from the outside world, he took a step forward, unconsciously cut a half circle, and used the sword of the cockroach as a magic weapon for the formation, "Someone came here before us earlier, using ...... The Stygian Stone Illusion gave birth to something similar to sword qi, and the purpose was to lure me ...... And you're ......."

"It's just that this person hasn't shown up yet, it's really worrying!" Mo Yan couldn't hold the sword in his hand for a long time, but Shui Ran was still calm, as if he had secretly sensed something.

Wu Wuqing hesitated, could it be that he was really determined to kill Dump Ran? However, at this time, the netherworld power that devoured his body and mind, quietly and unconsciously, began to attack again, as long as he vaguely had any compassion, he would be tormented and painful by this kind of fire up and down, and in the struggle, he was not as good as the netherworld power, and collapsed to the ground.

When he was dying, a little fox from an unknown place lay on his body.

In a trance, Wu Wuqing saw a face like Ye Fengzhu again in her dream, but the fluffy monster was not a person, the woman who changed from a fox to a human form was originally an illusory thing, not an actual existence in the world.

The little fox, I don't know why it wants to escape from the cave set up by Dai Qing, and risk its own safety to save this person.

Seeing that because of his arrival, a trace of black qi gradually dissipated in his body, and he no longer endured the pain of struggle, and it was also relieved.