"Young master, there is news here!" Suddenly, a figure walked in quickly, Ying Qi opened his eyes, and he was injured, and he whispered: "There is news from the Changzhong area of Southern Xinjiang, where the news of the appearance of evil spirits and demons has occurred, and the root cause seems to be the demon girl Feng Xiyao who once rebelled and destroyed the Abyss Pavilion!" And..."

Halfway through the words, Ying Qi frowned slightly, and there was a trace of ominity in his heart: "Why assert, keep talking!" ”

Win Hurt gasped, and continued in a low voice: "The people of the Yi Clan's Northern Xinjiang Clan are going south, and the identity of Ao Tiancheng of the original Tianming Pavilion is the descendant of the Lingyuan Pavilion who once stood side by side with the Yi Clan, and is the only ghost-eye parasite. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"What?" Ying Qi was a little surprised, he got up and paced in the room and thought, since a hundred years ago, the path changed, the Yi clan fell apart in the four-way war, one clan is divided into three lines, and now there are two lines in the world, this seemingly inconspicuous situation If you think from the depths, it can only mean that the fate of the Yi clan is about to surge, and not only his Ying clan, Montessori, but even the proud world that has always stood in the taste of the Venerable Dao will be shocked, not to mention those small sects that follow the flow.

"Young master, this is nothing, the most important news is... Yi Ming and Yi Xiaochen, both relics of the Yi people's water system, fought in Changzhong, and both of them fell into the torrent of water collapse and disappeared! ”

"What did you say?" If the news just now is a thunderstorm on the eve of a thunderstorm for Ying Qi, then this news is a landslide earthquake: "That guy, he would..."

Win hurt quickly and said: "Young master, there is a sentence below, I don't know whether to say it or not!" ”

"Speak!"

"At the beginning, I didn't understand why you suddenly let Yi Xiaochen go, but now I understand, that guy is not a Taoist, but he is deeply trapped in the Tao, not bound by the law, but deeply imprisoned in it, his existence is the variable of the Tao, it is rumored that the reason why the northern Xinjiang branch of the Yi clan went south is to explore the prophecy wheel of fate before the fall of the Yi clan, in my opinion, that guy is really the guide in the wheel of life, but..."Win paused, and continued: "But the Yi clan and our winning clan are opposites after all, Now the clans of the Dao are suppressed by the laws and rules of the past, and you need to break the laws if you want to achieve your goals, but you have also seen that none of the clan bosses agree, they would rather expel you than admit the past, just like you, Yi Ming's guy also regarded Yi Xiaochen as a pawn on the way to the Yi clan's life, and now, the two of them are extremely nowhere to be found, and they may be dead, and you? ”

"Alas...."Win Qi sighed when he heard this, what he said was not what he was worried about, he once thought that the old guy in the clan needed to combine external forces, and Yi Xiaochen's variable was the best choice, if he followed the guidance of the wheel of life, the Taoist who was not limited by the law of the shackles of desire and righteousness would definitely be able to help himself, and no matter how bad it was, the two could also work together to divide their interests into each other, but now, this variable actually fought with the predecessors of the same family of relics and disappeared, this result really made him anxious, if he had known this, when he was in the corpse ridge, He will definitely snatch Yi Xiaochen's magic weapon, no matter what, that magic weapon is a supreme treasure.

Just when Ying Qi was worried about this variable that could not be ignored on the way, Ying Qi hurriedly ran in, his face was solemn, as if something big had happened.

"Young master, Ying Hun wants to see you, it's about the inheritance of the throne of the Ying clan!"

Hearing this, Ying Qi frowned slightly, put aside the news of Changzhong for the time being, he thought for a moment, and said, "Follow me to see my uncle!" ”

Just about to go to Ying Hun's place, Ying Qi spoke: "Win the injury, you take someone to do something!" At the end, Ying Qi looked outside the house, the sky was already dark, and the drizzle fell with the sky, and the coolness soaked Ying Qi's troubled soul without life.

In Dammam, the rising sun shines on the earth through the night, dispelling the coolness of the night.

Yin Lin Duoya looked intently at the crockpot in front of her in the stove room, with the warm fire and slow cooking, the crockpot emitted an indescribable strange smell, in the main hall, Zheng Chong knelt on the mat with his upper body bare, in front of him, on a small bamboo bed, Ruo'er's eyes were closed, although a small face was delicate and elegant, but her paleness made people unable to look directly, when Yin Lindoya brought the thick black liquid in the crockpot into the main hall, Yin Zhong got up, he held a vermilion ink pen in his hand, the tip of the pen was dipped in the thick black medicine, walked to Zheng Chong, and said in a deep voice: " Have you decided you want to increase your daughter's longevity? ”

Zheng Chong nodded: "Senior, I have created evil, this bitter fruit should be borne by me, Ruo'er is innocent, so please use your own spells to your heart's content!" ”

Yin Zhong sighed, and finally explained: "This technique is called breaking life, and it cannot be used by those who are not related to the blood of close relatives, since you are willing, I will write a soul lock talisman on your body, seal your yang breath numerology, extract from it, and move the disaster in Ruo'er's numerology into your numerology, if the technique is successful, your daughter will have fewer but many disasters on the way in the future, and you will die in vain, if not, you will consume your life in vain, and your daughter is still like this, miserable numerology disaster!" You have to think clearly! ”

Zheng Chong pondered, he took a deep breath, and finally said in a hard voice: "Seniors don't need to say much, although I am not a decent Taoist, but I also know that there is no absolute thing along the way, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will work hard, otherwise I will not be able to explain to her mother when I go down to the underworld, senior, please put down the pen!" ”

Seeing that Zheng Chong's intention had been decided, Yin Zhong didn't say anything more, and began to draw a life-breaking technique on Zheng Chong's body with a vermilion ink pen: "This medicinal liquid is boiled with positive sting, it seems to be turbid, but in fact it is hot and hot, you have to take a breath in your heart, no matter how painful it is, you have to endure it, otherwise even if I complete the operation for you, I will lose my efforts because you have lost your soul!" ”

Listening to Yin Zhong's advice, Zheng Chong inhaled and gathered his chest, as the lines gradually extended from the forehead to the chest to the abdomen, Zheng Chong's soul breath gradually became rapid and chaotic, just like countless spiritual fires leaping away from the body and skin, and the hot and burning pain was as hot as the formation of the black life breaking technique actually flashed a trace of white halo, among them, Yin Zhong was under more and more pressure, as one of the ancient techniques of Qimen, it adhered to the law of one gain and one return to one to the maximum, and the life of any living being, what was gained and lost was as much, However, because of its adherence to the laws of magic, it is much more difficult than the wanton seizure of the wreckage of evil magic, Yin Zhong, as a spellcaster, he really uses his own life as a medium to connect Zheng Chong and Ruo'er's life and numerology, and the pain in it will not be less than Zheng Chong's suffering.

As the Zhu ink pen embellished the last drop of medicinal liquid on Zheng Chong's abdomen, a streamer of flames exploded from Zheng Chong's heart, but seeing Zheng Chong's face full of pain, his forehead was bruised and bulging, and his eyes were bloodshot, which looked extremely scary.