After reading the book, the address of [Wanbenshen Station]: Avoid the pain of chasing books!

She just wanted to resist, but heard Zhao Ritian say loudly.

"Why, doesn't talking count? I've already killed the old devil Wuqi, you let me kiss it. ”

"Do you think I'm a fool? If you leave me for a while, you'll kill the old demon Wuqi? Then I'll kill Sun Jingtian. Let it go!"

Zilin is not as gentle as Long Xinyi and Ye Yun, she is a thorny rose, a wild horse that is difficult to tame.

Although her relationship with this bastard has long been unclear, she still struggled immediately, and when she saw that Zhao Ritian still didn't let go, she wanted to get mad and bite someone.

"Hmph, look, what is this?"

Zhao Ritian saw that the beauty in his arms was struggling hard.

He could only pinch the seal, and a ghost pet flew out of the ghost par and stood obediently next to it.

Suddenly, within a radius of 100 meters, the ghost spirit became abrupt.

At the same time, in the ghost pet's ghost body, there was a tumbling, revealing a divine soul full of insect patterns, and when he saw Zhao Ritian, he let out an extremely resentful curse.

This divine soul is not Wuqi's, and whose is it?

"You really killed the Demon Worm Emperor Wuqi?"

Zilin was completely stunned, and before she could react, her red lips had been blocked by Zhao Ritian.

She was completely immersed in a familiar and strange tenderness.

But one of her hearts was still in the shock of Zhao Ritian's killing of Wu Qi.

At the moment when Wu Qi's body was destroyed by Zhao Ritian, hundreds of people died at the same time in the capital of the Southern Dou Kingdom.

Among these dead people, some were pawns of peddlers, some were imperial ministers, some were wealthy nobles, and some were children of the major sects of Soul Abyss Valley.

The deaths of these people all have the same characteristic, sudden death, and when they die, the whole physical body will dry up after a few seconds, as if the blood and soul of the physical body have been sucked dry by something.

Then, their eyebrows cracked, and a stream of blood shot out.

When this blood light submerged into the void, it was difficult to see with the naked eye, and then gathered towards the Shaman envoys of the Northern District 1.

Wu Qi's other blood worm puppet clone, the prince of the shaman kingdom, is also dead at this moment.

As he died, a Blood Soul Worm sucked the blood soul energy of his puppet clone, and then crawled out of the center of his eyebrows.

It was several times larger than ordinary Blood Soul Worms, like a Blood Soul Worm leader, quietly waiting for other Blood Soul Worms to fly in.

After a while, hundreds of Blood Soul Worms gathered here, then entangled and began to devour each other, leaving only the last one.

The Blood Soul Worm did not leave, but crawled into the dry well of the mansion, and then spit out blood, wrapping it into a cocoon, as if it was nurturing something.

Half an hour later, the cocoon cracked, and a faint blood-colored soul shadow came out, if Zhao Ritian was here, he would definitely be surprised, because this was Wu Qi's divine soul.

"Little beast, destroy my deity's body, gather my deity main soul! You didn't expect it, my ancestor and I have thousands of blood soul insects, and each blood soul insect contains a wisp of the ancestor's natal soul energy! As long as a blood soul insect is still alive, the ancestor can use the blood insect soul transformation secret technique to rebirth the cocoon!"

Wu Qi's reunited soul can only be regarded as a split soul.

However, after the split soul was condensed, in addition to viciously cursing and hating Zhao Ritian, he quickly wailed and screamed.

"Ahh

"It seems that it can only be like that! The split soul will cut off the connection with the main soul, and then gradually grow this strand of split soul as the new main soul!"

Wu Qi endured the pain of tearing the souls of ten thousand ghosts from the main soul, and ran the secret method of soul magic, a burst of blood light flickered in his split soul, and then condensed into a blood-colored rune, sealed in the body of the split soul.

In this way, he was able to relieve the soul-tearing pain that came from the main soul a little.

After the soul was recondensed, Wu Qi did not dare to stay in the mansion anymore, but went into the sewer of the house, and then quickly left the capital of Nandou Kingdom.

Outside the capital of the Nandou Kingdom, in Yuelin Mountain, there is a mountain villa.

In the villa, there is a black-robed scholar who is painting with a lamp.

He painted a few white plums in the yard outside the window, and the white plums in the night.

The branches and leaves melted into the darkness, but under the brushstrokes of the white-robed scholar, the ink fell into the white rice paper, deep or shallow, almost overflowing the entire rice paper, and the white plum in the dark night outside the window also jumped on the paper.

And the white space in the center of the rice paper is a white plum blossom that is blooming brightly.

Suddenly, the black-robed scholar seemed to sense something, his gentle eyes full of poetry and books, suddenly, the killing intent flashed, and then, the night white plum in his pen suddenly became murderous.

The pen and ink on the rice paper jumped out, like turning into an ink-colored sword, slashing out the window.

Immediately after, a panicked voice sounded.

"Sect Master, it's me, Wu Qi!"

The one who made this sound was the soul that Wu Qi had just condensed, and he was now wrapped in a cloud of pen and ink, and that ball of pen and ink had turned into blood at some point.

"Wu Qi, what's going on?"

The black-robed scholar frowned and asked, he knew that if it weren't for the 100,000 urgent matter, the old demon Wuqi would not have come to him at this time.

And he is the sect master of the Demon Palace, Ling Jiuyou!

Wu Qi didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly told him what happened on Chongyu Island, and then cried.

"It was the ghost pet of the heavenly family who ate my body, and now my main soul is also sealed, and I am suffering the pain of ten thousand ghosts tearing my soul. Sect Master, you have to be the master of me. It was done by the old ghost of the Ghost Emperor, I have a grudge against him on weekdays, and he is taking the opportunity to take revenge on me!"

"So, your mother worm bottle has also fallen into that man's hands?"

"That's right. Sect Master, haven't you always suspected that there are inner ghosts in our Demon Palace? This Ghost Emperor is an Inner Ghost! He snatched the female worm bottle to prevent the Demon Clan from issuing the blood sacrifice mission to our Demon Palace. ”

"Don't speculate until there is no evidence! The Ghost Emperor, although he has a grudge with you, he generally understands the importance of the matter, and several ancestors of the Heavenly Family are the elders of the Demon Clan, even if he will betray the Demon Palace, he will not betray the Demon Clan. ”

"But"

"Okay! Yes or no, just ask Tiansha! Let's go to the silver carp island where you killed your deity first, and see what clues are left. ”

Ling Jiuyu said lightly, but at this moment, the scholar's black robe he was wearing had turned into a blood-colored ghost robe at some point, and the murderous aura that rushed to the sky was angry and disillusioned from his body.

Nangong Yunai is the top saint son of the Danshen Association, and he has been practicing for less than a hundred years, so he can be described as a peerless genius.

In addition, the Nangong family is a first-class family in the Kyushu Great World, ruling several small and medium-sized worlds.

Even among the first-class families, the Nangong family can be regarded as the top.

Many of the elders of his family were elders of the Danshen Association, and several of them were in important positions.

Therefore, as a child of the Nangong family who has high hopes, even in the Danshen Association, there are a large group of holy sons who curry favor with him.

Like this kind of proud son of heaven who was born in the limelight, he never lacks anything.

Cultivation resources?

As long as he needs it, the family will allocate it to him, and even think that his cultivation speed is not fast enough.

A magic treasure?

Among the Holy Sons of the same level, his magic weapons are also top-notch.

Woman?

He also has no shortage of women.

As long as he wants, many beauties voluntarily send them to the door.

But recently, he was worried about a woman.

Because he has pursued him for a long time, the other party ignores him.

True to the old saying: what you can't get is the best.

His pride does not allow him to be denied.

From the moment he was born, he was destined for nothing that he could not get.

That woman is Zilin.

(End of chapter)

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