Even though it wasn't the first time he had seen this face, Qin Ji still tilted his head slightly and didn't look directly at it for the first time.

I can't help it, I'm sorry.

Embarrassed.

The knife on Mu Heiying's face was slashed by He Qing, but he was also an accomplice at the time.

Who would have thought that the three new stars of the Evil Continent were actually the first rivals of life and death.

Mu Heiying leaned back, resting on the table with his feet folded, Qin Ji took the teapot on the table and pouted slightly.

"I said that you guys, you really don't treat the royal eagle dog as a human being, you usually cross the border and wander around Quzhou and Dayuanzhou, but now you simply break into the imperial capital, and the heads of the four major lower sects of the evil continent that the eagle dog killed in one breath a few years ago are still hanging in the eagle room of the imperial city. ”

Qin Ji poured tea into the teacup, flicked his fingers, and the teacup flew steadily towards Mu Heiying.

Mu Heiying stretched out his palm, took the teacup with two fingers, and sneered: "Eagle Dog only dares to kill those wastes." ”

Qin Ji shrugged his shoulders slightly, his eyes unexpectedly caught a glimpse of Mu Heiying's right hand, and his expression was stunned.

Mu Heiying's thumb and index finger pinched the cup, and his middle finger held the bottom of the cup, but the remaining two fingers had been broken together.

Qin Ji pursed his lips gently.

Mu Heiying also saw Qin Ji's gaze, looking down at his lost two fingers, and was rarely a little silent.

This was lost only three months ago.

......

Three months ago, the Quzhou border.

In the vast desert, the wind swept the dust and smoke, the sand blowing in the face made people's faces hurt, at a glance, there was no one within a thousand miles, in the wind and sand, there was a young man in cloth leading the horse, wearing a yellow straw hat to hide his face, only the angular half of the face could be seen.

The wind and sand roared and roared, and it became more and more intense.

Hundreds of miles away, there is an independent desert inn, called Laike, the wine flag swaggers in the wind, the door is closed, suddenly, the closed door is suddenly pushed open, a little man with bloodstained clothes is full of horror, screaming and staggering out, before he can run out of the gate a few steps, his figure is weird and flies back, as if being grabbed by an invisible big hand and dragged back, the man fell to the ground, screaming and struggling, the mission scratched the ground and left ten scratches but to no avail, finally grabbed the threshold, the bloody palm grabbed the threshold tightly, and the nails were embedded in the wood。

"Save ......"

The man stretched out half of his palm to the world full of wind and sand outside, his eyes were full of despair, and the next moment, his bloody nails peeled off, and a small piece of wood was cut off, the man flew back to the inn behind him, the door slammed shut, followed by a scream, blood spilled out from the crack in the closed door, flowed on the bluestone steps and finally merged into the yellow sand on the ground.

Everything is calm.

After a while, the door opened again, the wind and sand gradually stopped, there was the sound of footsteps, and a man in black with a fair face appeared in the doorway, his hand in front of his forehead to cover the glare of the sun, and his skin was slightly sickly pale.

His ten-finger nails were a strange red, like flowing blood.

Behind him, there were more than 30 corpses, men and women, old and young, shopkeepers, and innocent tourists.

The second team of black-armored people with covered faces stood in two straight lines, stepping on a pool of blood, with a strong aura of slaughter.

The man in black raised his palm backwards and said casually, "Clean up, our guests are about to arrive." ”

"Yes!"

The sonorous cheers echoed, and the second team of black-armored people quickly cleaned the inn after the slaughter.

The man in black looked directly at the horizon of the yellow sand in the distance, his scarlet nails gently wiped on his bloody lips, his expression was strange, and his smile was infiltrating: "Once you enter the evil continent, there is no way back, there is no turning back in this life, capital torturer, can you go?"

A drop of crimson dripped from the fingertips of the man in black and fell to the ground like a blood-colored lotus flower.

Half a day later.

The cloth-clothed young man leading the horse stood in front of the inn, the wind and sand had stopped, the sky was cloudless, and the falling wine flag trembled slightly.

The young man bolted the horse to the horse stake, pushed open the door, there were three or four tables of people in the lobby, and Xiao Er, who was wiping a table, looked up and saw people coming, put the towel on his shoulder and trotted over with a smile, and said attentively: "The guest officer is coming from afar, hurry up and come in to rest, if you need something, just ask." ”

The young man took off his straw hat, showed a thin face, and said with a smile: "Just order a good dish, and then a pot of tea, it's troublesome." ”

"Okay, guest officer, please take a seat, wait a while, and come right away!"

Xiao Er beckoned the young man to sit down, hurriedly wiped the table and then went to bring a pot of tea, the young man looked around, picked up the tea and took a sip, the next moment, his brows frowned slightly, squinted at the cup of tea, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Xiao Er seemed to be looking back at himself.

The young man's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, and his eyes wandered, and he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the small pinch of scarlet yellow sand beside the steps of the doorway.

The young man picked up the teacup in front of him and drank it all, and a few drops of tea flowed through the corners of his lips and dripped onto the table, quickly corroding the table into a big hole the size of a fist.

What a poison!

I don't know when, those people who were sitting to eat and drink gathered around He Qing, their eyes were indifferent, the sword in their hands, Xiao Er, who was hanging a towel, threw away the towel on his shoulder, and pulled out a Xueliang dagger from the counter on the side.

The young man grabbed the teacup and poured it down, no tea dripped again, he wiped the corners of his mouth, and smiled: "I haven't tasted a hundred poisonous water for a long time, and there is at least one bottle of this dose, but I really can afford to look at me He Qing." ”

"Bang Bang ......"

There was a crisp applause echoing, and the fair-skinned man on the second floor walked out while applauding, and then pressed the railing with both hands, looked at the surrounded youth condescendingly, and grinned lightly: "I have long heard that capital torturers are invincible, and today's trial really deserves its reputation, and it is worthy of being a grandmaster-level alchemist." ”

The young man smiled slightly.

In the next moment, something cracked sounded, and a touch of light and shadow suddenly appeared in front of He Qing, the fist wind whistled, and it was a punch down at his head, He Qing crossed his hands in front of him, and the terrible strength poured down, He Qing's soles of his feet rubbed a trace more than ten meters long on the ground, and the seats along the way were all shattered, and finally smashed on the wall, the house shook, and the walls cracked at this moment.

The dust was filled, and the fair-skinned man was already standing in He Qing's position just now, and in the corridor on the second floor where he was standing before, a big hole of about one meter had appeared, which was the hole that he stepped out of when he burst out!

"Tsk. ”

The fair-skinned man rubbed his wrists, looked at He Qing who was blown away by his punch with pity, and sneered: "The three new stars who are famous for being invincible, and the capital punishments who are known for killing, how can they be so vulnerable?"

He Qing, who was half-fallen to the ground, staggered up holding the ground, he spit out the blood in his mouth, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, patted the dust on his body, and said without changing his face: "Tiger fell Pingyang was bullied by dogs, admit it." ”

The fair-skinned man's eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc, He Qing's hip bones stiffened, and he reflexively swooped to the side, and the fair-skinned man who was still standing more than ten meters away rushed forward more than ten meters in a trance, and threw out a fierce whip leg, his leg was like a knife, and he broke a smooth hole in the wall like a mirror.

He Qing, who fell to the ground, jumped up with a tumbling carp, his whole body was dirty, a little light in his eyes gradually condensed, and green tendons gradually appeared in his falling palms, slowly exerting force.

"Tsk. ”

The fair-skinned man did not hide the disdain on his face, and sneered: "It's really embarrassing, it's so pitiful, now you, I'm afraid you don't even have a lower master cultivation, right?"

He Qing said calmly: "Little Demon Tiger, you chased me all the way from the Evil Continent to the border of Quzhou, you shouldn't have just come over to laugh at me, right?"

The fair-skinned man shook his head seriously and said, "Of course not, I want to climb to the position of the three novas by stepping on your head." ”

"Come on, then. ”

He Qing looked directly at the fair-skinned man and hooked his hand.

The fair-skinned man smiled brightly, but he took a step back and stretched out his hand: "You are too weak, kill you and dirty my hands." ”

The dozens of people surrounding He Qing kept approaching him.

The fair-skinned man laughed wildly: "Little ones, this person in front of you is the capital torturer you have often heard of! That capital torturer He Qing who dares to call the Banwan Demon Valley and the Ban Demon Evil! Now that his cultivation has been completely lost, whoever can kill him will be able to take his place! From now on, he will be famous and invincible! The younger generation will be the king!"

Someone's throat rolled up and down, and his expression was fierce.

Which of the people who came out of the evil continent was not an outlaw? What they pursued was very simple, strength, power, glory and beauty in the world, and for these, they could tie their heads to the belt of their trousers and live a life of licking blood from the edge of the knife.

No matter how famous the capital torturer is, isn't it a complete cultivation now?

"Ahh

The man disguised as a farmer roared angrily, jumped up with a knife, and slashed down, with a rich spiritual power surrounding his wrist, and his strength was great.

He Qing deviated from his body half a step, the big knife grazed his body and fell, he took a step forward, grabbed the man's head that was still in mid-air with one hand, bent his knees, and pressed down hard with his strength, the big knife slashed on the ground, sparks splashed, and then smashed on the ground There was also the man's face, his body twitched, and a pool of blood gradually flowed out under the face that was attached to the ground.

He Qing slowly let go of his hand and stood up, his hands stained with blood, and his expression was indifferent.

The people around looked at each other, and finally they all gritted their teeth and roared angrily, and a scuffle broke out.

He Qing, who was hit by everyone, was like a swimming dragon, retreating one step at a time, dodging many attacks, if there was divine help between the movements, those thrilling attacks could not touch his clothes, these villains who were obviously a grade higher than him were quite helpless.

He Qing seized one small opportunity after another, and attacked frequently, and more and more corpses fell to the ground, and the remaining few people finally began to tremble.

The shadow of a person's famous tree, even if the executor of the evil continent loses his cultivation, it is not something that can be provoked by miscellaneous birds and fish.

"A bunch of waste. ”

The fair-skinned man was indifferent, he clapped his palms again, and two black lines pressed against the wall and rushed quickly and lightly, it was the two teams of black-armored people.

"Brush ......"

For a moment, the sword light lit up, and the few people who were still alive widened their eyes, clutching their throats, trying to speak, and all the blood coming out of their mouths was struggling, and they collapsed and died at the hands of their own people.

The second team of black armor people was well-trained and caught up with He Qing.

Swords and swords, sparks splash everywhere.

The strength of these black-armored people is more than one level stronger than the previous villains, and they have a tacit understanding, just one face, He Qing's arm has a long bloody mouth, he turned over and jumped out of the encirclement of the black-armored people, tore off the broken sleeve on his arm and tore it into strips of cloth.

"Little Demon Tiger, how afraid of death are you, come to kill me and carry the second team of demon tiger soldiers with you. ”

He Qing picked up a big knife next to him, tied it with a strip of cloth through the small hole in the handle, and then wrapped it around his hand, sneering.

The fair-skinned man fell on deaf ears.

He Qing looked around at the demon tiger soldiers around him, clenched the big knife in his hand tightly, and roared, "Come!"

One after another black shadows slammed violently, He Qing kept waving the big knife in his hand, trying to borrow force with force, but the opponent's huge force slammed down, and the spiritual power exploded, and he was constantly forced to retreat, being knocked back, and the gap in strength was extremely obvious.

"Sneer......"

A bloody mouth slashed open on He Qing's back.

"Sneer......"

One more arm.

In just a few breaths, He Qing's cloth was already scarlet.

"Bang ......"

He Qing erected a knife in front of him, blocking a kick in front of him, the big knife was almost blown away, and his body hit the pillar behind him, followed by a deadly poisoned dagger slashed at his throat.

A moment of life and death!

He Qing's pupils constricted to the size of a pinpoint.

On his hanging right arm, there were abrupt pitch-black lines that grew like weeds, instantly covering his entire arm, like a demon's hand.

Suddenly, the closed door was kicked open, and the two wooden doors flew heavily towards the fair-skinned man who was standing, the latter's face did not change, and the wooden door was shredded into four pieces by the invisible qi machine and flew past his body about a meter close to him.

The doorway was empty.

A black shadow flashed, and the next moment was a series of screams, and the fair-skinned man's expression was unwavering, but the palm of his hand gradually clenched, harder and harder, and creaked.

More than a dozen demon tiger soldiers who approached He Qing's circle died strangely and violently, falling straight to the ground, with tiny almost invisible blood marks on their necks.

The remaining demon tiger soldiers hurriedly retreated.

He Qing leaned close to the pillar, let out a long breath, he raised his head and looked at the beam, I don't know when, there was already a guy wrapped in a black robe standing there, throwing a small blue short blade back and forth in his hand, and his temperament was as cold as a wolf in the forest.

The black-robed man raised his head slightly, revealing half of his face, with a hideous and terrifying scar that snaked from the center of his eyebrows to the bridge of his nose and then to his throat, which was extremely terrifying.

The body is like a ghost, and the heart is like a wolf.

The most feared king killer in the Evil Continent.

Few people know that the hideous scar on his face that destroyed the temperament and charm of the entire face was left by He Qing.

Ghost wolf, Mu Black Shadow!

Three years ago, in the lawless zone of the evil continent, the dark valley was a line of sky, and the demon and evil relatives of the valley of ten thousand demons led the three generals to hunt down and kill the executioner, and at the critical moment, the ghost wolf rescued the executioner from under the demon spear at the cost of a transparent hole in his chest, and escaped away.

The black pattern on He Qing's arm faded in an instant, his body gradually slipped off against the pillar, his tense body gradually relaxed, and he said softly: "You shouldn't come, Quzhou belongs to the lower half of the country, and it is a forbidden place for all lawless people, and it will be troublesome if you are accidentally targeted by the royal eagle dog." ”

Mu Heiying, who was standing on the beam of the room, looked indifferent, and his fingertips stroked the short blade on his hand: "If I don't come again, I'm afraid that the dignified capital torturer will die at the hands of a group of miscellaneous fish, it's okay for you to lose face, I'm afraid that the reputation of the three new stars will be dragged down by you." ”

He Qing smiled helplessly, this guy is still unforgiving as always.

In the blink of an eye, there was a team of demon tiger soldiers who hesitated, but they still regrouped and surrounded the two again, their expressions were extremely solemn, they could face the capital punishment who had lost their cultivation and remained motionless, but they couldn't treat the ghost wolf Mu Heiying, who was also one of the three new stars, equally.

"Don't have a long memory?"

Mu Heiying glanced at the demon tiger soldier, his figure was blurred instantly, the demon tiger soldier was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly faced the enemy, but was shocked to find that Mu Heiying could not find any trace of Mu Heiying, at the same time, the fair-skinned man standing not far away also moved, and there was a sudden sound of Jin Ge colliding in the empty mid-air, and even the two figures suddenly appeared, fighting like lightning.

"Bang ......"

The air wave swept away, the tables and chairs in the inn were all shattered, and the demon tiger soldiers were shocked and flew upside down, scattered, in the center, the blue short blade on Mu Heiying's hand and the blood-colored nails of the fair-skinned man with at least thirty centimeters were staggered together, sparks shot out, and spiritual power surged.

The two of them were each shaken back three steps to stabilize their figures.

The little demon tiger looked down at the small blood mark on his chest, his face was ugly, and the qi and blood in his body surged, forcing out a light blue liquid from the wound.

"It turned out to be a step into the next sect. ”

Mu Heiying flicked his numb wrist lightly and sneered: "No wonder you have the confidence to come here, but Xiao Hu, it's hard for your father to tell you, who is the king killer that the Evil Continent can't take?"

Xiao Hu stared at Mu Heiying, his fingers were pointing down, and his fingers quickly became scarlet, as if a small six-petal flower gradually appeared on his fingers, and Sen said coldly: "Mu Heiying! My target today is only the capital torturer, you better not meddle in your affairs!"

Mu Heiying grinned, his already cold smile and the terrible scar made it even more hideous: "I don't even care about the evil things, what are you?"

He Qing, who had rested on the pillar for a while, stood up with a big knife, he took off the strip of cloth in his hand, nodded lightly to Mu Heiying, and then turned around and left towards the door.

"Demon Tiger Soldier!"

Xiao Hu glared and roared.

A group of demon tiger soldiers quickly rushed towards He Qing, who was walking towards the door.

He Qing didn't pause, his back to the demon tiger soldiers who rushed towards him.

The fierce aura on Mu Heiying's face bloomed instantly, violent like a beast, he folded his hands in front of his chest, and turned suddenly, and shadows quickly emerged, condensed, like a real person, there were ten.

"Is Lao Tzu's name so uncontrollable?"

Ten Mu Black Shadows suddenly appeared in front of a team of demon tiger soldiers.

"Bang ......"

Before the demon tiger soldiers could react, they were dismembered one by one, or their heads were smashed with a punch, or they were torn apart alive, and the scene was tragic.

The throat of the last demon tiger soldier was grabbed and lifted by a Mu Black Shadow, and his big hand directly crushed his entire neck, covering the ground with flesh and blood, and the remaining nine Mu Black Shadows gradually dissipated into points of light.

Mu Heiying's expression was terrifying: "Come again!"

He Qing stood at the door, raised his head and took a deep breath, and then rode away on his horse.

He has always believed in Mu Heiying, just like Mu Heiying has always gambled with his life.

"You can't save him!"

Xiao Hu roared angrily: "This border of Quzhou will definitely be his burial place!"

"Then let's try it!"

The entire inn collapsed and disintegrated, turning into ruins, smoke and dust everywhere, there were powerful fluctuations wave after wave, and the two figures fought quickly in the dust, fighting fiercely.

He Qing galloped on the desert.

Without his past cultivation, he is no different from ordinary people.

He cultivated all his life in exchange for his life, and now he is using his cultivation in exchange for the last two years of life, just to return to Baishan City once.

Quzhou, Qingyan County, Baishan City.

Baishan City, Baishan people, Baishan filial piety first.

It's been four years since that accident, and he's going home, he's going home, he's going home, he's going home.

Ahead, there is the land that has been raised since childhood, the distant land called hometown.

There is already a boulder in front, and the weather-beaten huge stone tablet is engraved with four words, Quzhou border!

In the distance, Mu Heiying leaned against the stone and gasped, a severed hand was placed at his feet, and his fingers were scarlet, but the palm of the dagger he held was also missing two fingers.

Farther away, the corpse of a thousand horsemen, a breezy young man dressed in white, plunged the dragon knife in his hand into the chest of the red-clothed man in front of him, blood gushed out from the corner of the man's mouth, staring at the young man in front of him, and fell back unwillingly.

The frivolous young man staggered, fell to the ground limply, and wiped the blood from his face with his sleeve.

Thousands of miles away, in front of a cliff on the top of a mountain to heaven, a woman in a white dress and weft hat stood slim, the mountain wind blew her white dress hunting, and in front of her, there were endless mountains and rivers, magnificent.

At her feet, there was a long strip of object wrapped in a white cloth.

Inside was a heavy knife called capital punishment.

A drop of crystal sparkle slid down the woman's delicate cheek and dripped on the white cloth, creating a small cloud of water.

At the moment when He Qing crossed the stone stele, Mu Heiying and Chu Ji both seemed to feel something, and their lips moved lightly: "Go ...... well"

This parting is indefinite.

He Qing didn't look back, his arm holding the reins tightly was full of green tendons, his eyes were closed, and his face was expressionless.

Riding horses and hoofs, jumping into the border.

......

Mu Heiying threw away the teacup in his hand, flipped his hand, took out two jars of spirits, and threw one jar to Qin Ji, and then slapped the altar body, the mud flew up, and he picked up the wine jar and poured it violently.

Qin Ji gently took off the sealing mud, took out two porcelain bowls, filled them one after another, and then put the other bowl on the opposite side, where there should have been a person sitting.

It's just that he can't come.

I may not be able to come back in this life.

Qin Ji raised the porcelain bowl, touched it lightly with Mu Heiying's spies, then looked at the other bowl, and said softly: "Respect He Qing." ”

Mu Heiying gulped down the choking liquor.

"To Our Brothers"

"Respect for our glorious years. ”

"Respect for the rebelliousness we have had. ”

Qin Ji pursed his lips, then raised his head and drank it all.

The two looked up at the side, and vaguely, a black-robed young man carrying a blood-red heavy sword appeared there, smiled and picked up the wine in the bowl, and touched them heavily.

"In this life, I have no regrets about entering the evil continent. ”

The black-robed young man smiled kindly.

Mu Heiying and Qin Ji both moved their lips slightly.

"In the next life, you can't be a man. ”