"Junior Lin Yan, ask to see the child stage immortal." Lin Yan looked at the little girl on the seat, thinking that she had misunderstood, and emphasized again that she was looking for a Venerable Son Immortal who was big in Kyushu.

"Looking for me? Do what? The little girl knew what Lin Yan was confused about, so she deliberately said these words one by one.

Lin Yan was frightened, the rumors he heard before said that the child stage immortal was an old man with a rickety posture and a gray beard, after all, he had lived for a million years, even if he was an immortal, he had to look older no matter how he looked, but looking at the female doll in front of her, she was all over her body, except for the aura around her, nothing else was consistent with the rumors. Sure enough, the rumors in the rivers and lakes all rely on a storyteller's mouth, and whoever believes it is an unlucky ghost.

"Yo? Blue Bloods? Rare guests. Seeing the blue blood flowing from Lin Yan's shoulder, the Ziqi Immortal was very interested, "I thought that the massacre of the Zixu Pavilion seventeen years ago wiped out all the people of the Lan Clan. ”

Mo Lu gasped, and turned his head to look at Brother Lin who was also shocked standing on the side, this blue-blooded person is a big red man in Kyushu, although he has a bad reputation and a despicable status, he only has the life of being a blood slave. However, Molu is still young and has reactionary feelings in his bones, so he does not agree with the statement of this blue-blooded clan.

Once upon a time in Qingcheng Cloud, Lin Yanzai carefully asked the master this question, why his blood is different from ordinary people, Nanqing said that there are thousands of strange things in the world, it is because of this only one that it is called peculiar, blue blood is just a small mutation, in addition, he is no different from ordinary people. Nanqing once told him personally that the blue-blooded people have no race, no settlement, and he has nothing to do with other blue-blooded people in this world, Lin Yan is Lin Yan, Lin Yan of Qingcheng Cloud, and Lin Yan, the eldest disciple of the Southern Qing Immortals.

"Blue Bloods? What family? Lin Yan's heart tightened, the rankings of "Blue Blood Clan" and "Massacre" appeared together, which really surprised Lin Yan. There was a voice in my heart that told me that I had been deceived by my master.

"Ah, Qingcheng Cloud was destroyed, I'm afraid it's because of you." Ziqi didn't answer his question, the tone of his voice was very terrifying, and her voice trembled slightly, echoing in this empty hall, the girl on the chair was obviously so cute, but the smile she showed was very charming.

Mo Lu shuddered when he heard this.

"Nanqing really created evil." The girl began to talk to herself again in her seat, and when she had finished speaking, she looked up and laughed, and the chair turned slowly, and the girl's laughter continued, and then became an echo, and when the chair turned again, the man was gone.

"Immortals recognize my master......" Lin Yan had a stomach full of questions waiting to be answered, but this young immortal was very willful, and after what he wanted to say, he left by himself.

It's really strange to say that this child period immortal, there have been thousands of years without this fairy cave, and the boundary of the dyed forest fairy cave is so remote, not to mention the immortal family, there are not even any living creatures, the great northwest, come to a trip, thousands of miles over the mountains and mountains, so to speak, it can be regarded as isolated from the outside world, how can this child period immortal be so clear about everything, there seems to be nothing big and small on the Kyushu realm that she doesn't know, maybe the king of Hades pampered which concubine she also knows clearly. Could it be that this immortal stayed in the fairy cave so bored, and sent people everywhere to search and inquire about interesting and strange things on the territory of Kyushu, then she was really idle.

Lin Yan was in a daze for a long time, and Mo Lu, a young man with extraordinary eyesight, stood aside and waited for him to be in a daze, without saying a word. After a while, a one-armed man dressed in a black robe and wearing a grimace mask appeared before them, and the man spoke, his voice with a psychedelic timbre, and the two of them listened in a daze, dizzy, and spinning, as if they had drunk several large jars of spirits.

"If the test is passed, the wish can be achieved."

Lin Yan was confused, and scolded in his heart: "Have both of them been infected by Master?" Cherish the word like fate to this point, say one more sentence like a dead person, no beginning and no end, what test? What wishes? What is the association? Where to? What to do? ”

Lin Yan came to his senses, opened his eyes and saw that he was in a cell, Molu was still dizzy, and fell outside the iron fence, the cell was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything, Lin Yan shouted in all directions, and suddenly felt a voice coming from overhead: "Kill them, I'll help you." Otherwise, you will die, and this red garment will also die. ”

Lin Yan just wanted to ask who to kill, a dazzling light suddenly flashed in front of him, Lin Yan subconsciously closed his eyes to dodge, and when he opened his eyes again, there were a group of people standing in front of him, there were more than a thousand people, blue and turquoise clothes.

"Catch alive, reward." A man in green clothes in front of him was stunned, this card was too rhythmic, not like someone said, but like someone manipulated and squeezed out of his teeth.

Suddenly, the cell was lit up, and the room was clearly illuminated.

The team of more than 1,000 people in front of him looked a little familiar, and if you looked closely, these people were always a little strange, their eyes were blank, and their eyelids were half-drooping, as if they hadn't woken up.

"Catch alive, reward." The man in Tsing Yi, who played a particularly good role, spoke again, and his appearance in this costume was very familiar.

"Qin Wangchuan!" At first glance, Lin Yan's heart "chuckled", and he carefully checked it several times before he called out his name tremblingly. It was Qin Wangchuan, "Aren't you dead?" Where have you been? Why are you standing over there, come here! Qin Wangchuan! Come here! ”

"Catch alive, reward." The people behind him followed him. Lin Yan looked at the few people who spoke, there were a few faces that were very familiar, and the memories were sparsely wandering around in his mind, and he couldn't connect the fragments into a complete story picture.

"Hah!" The man roared. Maybe so...... Be bold.

Lin Yan suddenly remembered that that night in Qingcheng Cloud, those people who threatened to kill him. It's those people! Those who die under their own eyes! What's wrong with them, they're alive again! Some cultivators can see at a glance that these people are just zombies, they have been spelled, and they look like dogs, but Lin Yan's mind was in chaos at the time, he had never killed anyone, after the killing that night, the guilt and anxiety in his heart slowly accumulated, and he had already reached the peak, these few days, Mo Lu was his companion, and this kind of thought was gradually stranded by him, but when he met again today, panic and anxiety came to his heart again, he clearly knew that if he didn't kill them, Nan Qing and himself would die, But in the end, the survival that they won made him uneasy, contradiction is like a soul tearing apart in the body and fighting each other, in the end it is not a question of who wins and who loses, but the container, sooner or later, it will not be able to withstand the pressure, and it will explode and blossom in an instant.

He collapsed on the ground, and everyone gathered him in the middle, and no one moved, just spoke.

"I died because of you!"

"Why kill me!"

"You scourge!"

"Young and bloody!"

"Blue Blood...... Tribe...... Despicable! ”

"You and your people are the same, damn it!"

If they don't die, you have to die. It seems that he was blamed and died.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" If you want to ask for your life, it's good to ask for your life, why do you have to say this. Why let him die with unexplained guilt.

The young man in Xuanyi had red eyes, the green tendons on his neck were bursting up, and there must have been a river of blood flowing everywhere his eyes passed.

"Leave me alone, let me go...... I didn't stab you......" The young man in Tsing Yi knelt down, very innocent.

Mu Sha did not hesitate, and with a sword down, another blood lotus bloomed.

It's beautiful.

Kill me? Why do you need to stab me? Words are enough.