Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Blood Mask
"Hello, beauty, where are you from, what are you doing in Luoqiu City?" As soon as he went upstairs, Ye Qing couldn't wait to say, he was lustful, but there were very few beauties who could enter his eyes.
Xiyue glanced at him coldly and chose to ignore it directly.
Zangtian's brow furrowed.
Jian Jiu Ge looked at Ye Qing with a smile, he still knew Xiyue's temper after contact, he was usually very quiet, but he was very irritable when stimulated.
"Don't worry, no matter what you do in Luoqiu City, I can make it beautiful for you within a radius of thousands of miles. Ye Qing patted his chest and promised.
Yuzuki's gaze always ignored him.
"Someone. Ye Qing shouted, and the shopkeeper who followed the upstairs hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.
"Put the fairy food of this table of guests in my account. With a wave of his hand, Ye Qing said very boldly.
Xiyue turned her head, looked at Ye Qing who was acting by herself, and said indifferently: "Get out!"
Jian Jiu Ge subconsciously grinned, and the beautiful woman of the setting moon was about to lose her temper.
"You...... You actually scolded me...... Get out?" Ye Qing's face turned red, and he said with a glare.
Since he was a child, he has been the pride of the sky, and after his mother's death, his father loved him even more, and he was reluctant to talk to him loudly, and now someone actually asked him to go, he felt humiliated, his heart was extremely distorted, and his face was also distorted.
"Do you know that my father is Ye Luoqiu, the city lord of Luoqiu City?" Ye Qing asked fiercely.
"If you don't leave, I'll kill you. "There was a chill on Xiyue's body.
"Hehe... Hehehehehe. Ye Qing smiled, it was ridiculous that someone wanted to kill him in Luoqiu City.
Seeing that the three of them were dressed, especially the old man's tattered and sloppy life, not even as good as a beggar, Ye Qing had a bottom in his heart.
Sure enough, as their cousin said, they had never seen the market and didn't know which deep mountains and old forests they ran out of, but they were crazy.
"Young Master. The shopkeeper wanted to say something, but he was very afraid of Ye Qing.
"Get the. Ye Qing roared angrily, and the shopkeeper was so frightened that he hurriedly ran downstairs.
"Kill me, hahaha. Ye Qing sneered: "Today, I will tie you back, humiliate you, and then pull you out." ”
Ye Qing fantasized about that wonderful feeling in his heart, there were women who didn't obey him before, and they did it with their father's tacit approval.
The red shadow flickered and turned into an afterimage, and Ye Qing was still fantasizing about how to torture Xiyue in his heart.
Xiyue had already dragged his head and smashed it on the thousand-year-old brown sandalwood hardwood table, and immediately Ye Qing was knocked on the head and bled out.
Xiyue grabbed him by the neck and pressed him to the table, and Ye Qing screamed like a pig waiting to be killed.
The master was beaten, and the old man who was an entourage naturally couldn't sit idly by, and the spiritual power in his hand was surging, but before he could do it, a chopstick pierced his boom, and a sword qi struck, instantly strangling his soul, and the last consciousness before death made him know that they had kicked the iron plate.
The one who did it was Zangtian, the fastest shadowless in the Seven Styles of Breaking the Sky, with the sharpest slash marks, the sword qi was attached to the chopsticks, and the ordinary chopsticks became the sharpest steel needles, killing the old man in the middle of the Void Breaking Realm in seconds.
As a result, Zangtian himself was taken aback, he thought that he would be able to fight with the old man, but now it seems that he has underestimated the sky-breaking sword technique.
"You can't kill me. Ye Qing whined, his expression was very frightened.
"I am Ye Luoqiu's only son, and he won't let you go if you kill me. Ye Qing threatened, but the usual tried-and-true threats had no effect today, because the person in front of him didn't know him at all except for Ye Luoqiu's name.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong and don't dare anymore. The threat was not successful, Ye Qing changed it to begging for mercy.
"It's late. Xiyue said indifferently, and the cold air emitted from her body lowered the temperature of the air.
The aura in his hand turned into a sharp blade and roared, and in an instant, Ye Qing was slashed by a thousand knives.
"Who is it? A voice full of hatred sounded, and a terrifying aura swept by, forming a storm.
"Let's go. Zangtian picked up the sword and turned into a wind and thunder, and disappeared in an instant, and the red clothes of the setting moon swung closely behind.
Flew out of Falling Autumn City at a rapid pace.
A handsome man appeared in front of him, who looked to be in his thirties, as if he was in an illusion, making it difficult to see.
A coercion struck, and the flying Tibetan Sky spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
It was like carrying more than a hundred mountains on his body, and he struggled several times and couldn't get up.
Suddenly, there was a sense of sadness in my heart, the scene around me changed greatly, autumn was coming, and there were dead yellow leaves fluttering and falling around me.
"Feeling the heavens. Zangtian said, staring at the man in front of him.
Xiyue stood beside Zangtian, unexpectedly unaffected by the sad artistic conception, and there was a crescent moon in the depths of his eyes, and the whole person had an ethereal charm.
Five figures flew out from the direction of Luoqiu City, an old man, two prime men, a young man, and an old woman, intercepting the three of Zangtian, and saluted respectfully and shouted: "City Lord." ”
"It turns out that he is the city lord Ye Luoqiu. Zangtian thought to himself.
Ye Luoqiu, after the death of his wife, he felt sad and wanted to die in his heart, and when he was disheartened, he felt the sad artistic conception of autumn, and broke through the heavenly realm overnight.
Zangtian smiled bitterly, as soon as they arrived in the Holy Domain, they provoked the masters of the Sensed Heaven Realm, not to mention the current him, even if there was a connection between him and the main body before, he was not an opponent of the Sensed Heaven Realm, and now there was no way to survive at all, but the fault was not them.
Jian Jiu Ge was put aside by Zangtian, struggled to stand up, and looked at Ye Luoqiu stubbornly, his eyes full of unwillingness.
"I know it's not your fault, it's that I've been too indulgent to him. Ye Luoqiu said, but it was very reasonable: "But there is no way, I promised his mother to take good care of him and give him everything he wants." ”
As soon as the words changed, his face turned a little colder: "But I am such a son, if you kill him, you will also die, you will all have to die." ”
"Hmph. Xiyue snorted coldly, and the voice came from inside her body, and the red light in her eyes began to flicker wildly.
"I'll hold him back for a while, and you take the sword old man and hurry away. Zangtian secretly grabbed Xiyue and handed her a jade slip, on which recorded the exercises of refining the Nine Heavens.
Xiyue's situation is just the opposite of him, because the divine soul is too strong and the physical body is too weak, so he will seal some of the divine souls and cause amnesia.
"Do you want to leave me again?" Yugetsu grabbed Zangtian's hand with his backhand.
"I'll give you some time to leave some last words. Ye Luoqiu, like his artistic conception, said lonely.
Zangtian wanted to speak but found that he couldn't move, Jian Jiuge looked at Xiyue in surprise, and even Ye Luoqiu was shocked.
"I will not allow, I will not allow myself to be a burden to you, I will not allow you to risk your life for me anymore. Yuzuki muttered to herself.
A blood-colored mask appeared in his hand, and a crescent moon was engraved on it.
"I wasn't me anymore when I put on the mask. ”
"I'm the real me when I put on the mask. ”
The voice was full of reluctance and regret, and contained endless coldness.
The mask was the key to unlocking the seal of her soul.
took another step forward, and the artistic conception of Ye Luoqiu was torn apart.