The place where he kissed was hot, Qishanjun curled his fingers, did not withdraw them, looked at him and continued to listen to him and smiled: "If you are no longer the prince in the future, there is also a way back for me to retreat, so there is no need to worry." ”

Qishanjun's heart moved.

She is an absolutely rational person, and she also knows that men in the family are born with love words to make girls happy.

She is in a high position, and she has heard countless words of praise in the world, and she has never been unwavering, knowing that what they praise and admire is only the identity of Qishan Jun.

But when these words came out of his mouth, it made people extremely happy.

It wasn't until the autumn half a year later that the Imperial City of Kyoto changed.

Qishan Jun was ordered to lead 30,000 elite soldiers to defeat the desolate demons in the Western Regions, and no one survived.

The legend of undefeat ends in the alternating season of autumn and winter this year.

Above the sky, the bright purple emperor star of the prosperous era fell like sand and ash, and could no longer rise.

The 30,000 elite soldiers failed to hold the border of the country, and the glorious and prosperous country was stripped of the most important pillar, and the territory collapsed and fell like the ground.

The monarch could not bear such a heavy blow, and he was old and frail, and he was sick.

The queen's sister-in-law, Shuangcheng Jun ascended the throne as the king.

The name of Qishan was quickly forgotten by the world.

And the Xiao family, a family of refiners, also entered the palace to ask the new monarch to release him.

The Xiao family is not weak in the imperial city, and the third son of the Xiao family did not make any big mistakes, so the new monarch also made a favor and let people leave.

But Qi Yu politely refused, day after day, alone, with green lantern pen and ink, day and night painting records.

It seems that he has not heard the rumors of Qishan's death from the outside world, nor has he seen any sadness.

On the winter solstice, the rampant desolate demons stopped their aggression for no reason and retreated to the Western Regions like a tide.

Just when everyone in the imperial city breathed a sigh of relief, Qi Yu went to the courtyard, broke off a branch, and put it at the head of the bed, as if waiting for the old man to return.

That night, outside the imperial city, a bright red figure bathed in wind and snow walked barefoot with a sword.

Qishanjun returned without dying, causing a sensation in the city.

But the crape myrtle emperor star has never burned.

Some people doubt her identity, others suspect that she is a dead corpse puppet resurrected by the Wild Demon through evil magic.

Some people suspect that she turned her back on her family and country and fell into the devil's path, so her family and country also turned their backs on her, and Ziwei Star no longer burned.

No matter what kind of suspicion it is, for Xinjun, it can't reach the person of Qishanjun, and it hinders her way.

Although it is not easy to go directly to death row or cold palace, it also has the intention of imprisonment.

So the imperial sister returned from a long battle, her body was injured and tired, and she needed to recuperate, and she was imprisoned in the cold hall, and was monitored and guarded by hundreds of warriors.

When Qi Yu saw Qishanjun again, she was dressed in white, the shackles between her hands and feet were the same as his, and her feet without shoes and socks had the color of frostbite from the cold snow.

There were also blood marks on the white clothes, and on the eve of her imprisonment, it was clear that she had been tortured.

However, since returning to the imperial city, she has never said a word.

There are no more words to discern.

For most of the year, the warmth in her eyes was washed away, and there was only an abyss-like emptiness and coldness, and her eyes were even colder and hurtful than when she first saw them.

Qi Yu said, "I've been waiting for you. ”

Qishanjun said, "You don't have to wait for me, you can go." ”

Qi Yu didn't leave, when the whole world abandoned her.

He's been here, waiting for her to come back.

He stooped down to remove the shackles from her wrists, fed her hot porridge, fetched her well water, heated her with fire charms, and bathed her with medicine.

He said: "I won't go, I said, whether you are a prince or a prisoner, in my place, you will always have a way out, Qishan, look back, you have a home." ”

Qishanjun let him clean his blood and scars left by the war, and there was no more shyness and shyness in his eyes.

just sneered lightly: "Now I am in the city, but I am no longer what I used to be, it is not up to me to go or stay, it is up to you how to take me away." ”

Qi Yu's indifferent eyes were very bright, as if nothing could erase the stars and the sea in them.

He said seriously: "As long as you want, I can take you away, here, no one can stop you." ”

Qishanjun suddenly stood up from the water, and his snow-white skin with scars was steaming with wisps of hot mist, giving people a sense of frustrated beauty.

Her eyes were extremely cold and sharp, and there was deep unwillingness: "Whether it is the prince or the prisoner, I am Qishanjun, I will only advance, not retreat." ”

Her eyes were as cold as a sword, and her edge had not been worn out by half a point after being on the battlefield.

She was born with a weapon that hurts people, and even if it is broken, it will not bend half a point.

The rare tenderness that Qi Yu saw in her was nothing more than the gentle spring rain splashing on the blade of the sword, the edge cut through the spring rain and slipped down the sword body, which would only make the cold sword even sharper and colder.

She said: "There are only mediocre people in the world who have no blame and no reputation. Knowing that I sin against me, it is only spring and autumn. Respect me, kill me, and listen to the world. ”

Qi Yu slowly put down the hot towel in his hand, and there was still a hot droplet on the back of his hand, but his body was gradually cold and cold.

I saw that Qishanjun lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and stared at him lightly: "Qi Yu, I can let go of you, but I can't let go of the sword in my hand, whether to go or stay, it is never me who chooses, but you." ”

"You stay, help me reset. You go away and go to be your idle cloud and wild crane. ”

"In this palace, you will never be able to wait for the person you are waiting for. ”

After throwing these few words coldly, she no longer waited for his reply, and she left naked.

Leaving wet marks on the floor, he lay down on the only bed in the hall, wrapped in a quilt, closed his eyes, and did not know whether he was asleep or meditating.

Qi Yu felt that he should calm down.

Out of the temple gate, carefully closed the temple door, quietly came to the courtyard, fetched a jar of cold water, and soaked the whole person into a water tank with thin ice.

The icy water is biting, and the cold curse peels the heart, which is indeed enough to calm people down.

The hall was quiet and there was no movement, and he kept soaking in the water.

On the third night, he saw the Qingcheng sacrificial wine in the Forbidden Palace, leading three thousand white-wing legions and three hundred town soldiers and warriors, with a killing intent.

None of the White Wing soldiers have the peak realm of Tongyuan, none of the town soldiers have the realm of eternal seclusion, and the golden warrior led by them has the realm of fugue.

In such a battle, don't say kill a waste reserve, even if you step on the border of the Bafang Country, most of the world's territory, it is really no longer a problem.

Not to mention, there is also a Qingcheng sacrificial wine with unknown strength.

Qi Yu glanced at them coldly in the water tank, and said lightly: "Why do you need to come to drive people, as soon as it dawns tomorrow, I will leave." ”

But everyone in the field ignored this weak third son of the Xiao family who could only refine weapons, and no one put him in their eyes.

There were even a few white-winged soldiers who directly bypassed him and walked in the direction of the cold hall.

Seeing this, Qi Yu's eyes became cold, and he slowly raised his hand that was bruised from the cold.

So, a silent battle was fought in the night.

The next morning, the sky seemed to be dyed with a layer of blood.

The petals of the courtyard withered, all stained with blood.

The water tank has long since turned into countless fragments, flowing water all over the ground.

Qi Yu held in his hand the long knife that he didn't know from the hand of a white-clothed soldier, and it was stained with blood.

The sky was already bright, but the stars were like chess pieces, and a single son had not fallen, building a majestic and vast ancient array, hanging above the courtyard and reflected at his feet.

His eyes that were as clear as mountains and flowing water were also stained with a bit of sharpness because of blood at this moment, and the snow-bright blades reflected the cold corpses and the fragments of the town soldier warriors.

His wet clothes froze into a thin layer of ice under the winter night, and his eyelashes were covered with a touch of frost, and he licked the blood from his fingertips.

In the battle last night, I was not very injured by the qi blade of the golden warrior warriors.

The blood never stopped.

But this is not because of how strong the means of the soldiers of the town are, but because of his physique.

He had a cold spell on his body, and he couldn't get hurt, and even a small injury would bleed endlessly.

Therefore, he likes refining weapons and does not like to fight with people.

He hates the pain of injury.

But it's one thing to dislike it, and that doesn't mean that refiners won't fight.

In the middle of the field, there was only the Qingcheng priest who was still standing on the opposite side, and the mask on his face was broken.

A frightened and trembling eye was revealed, as if he had seen something extremely incredible.

Qi Yu took a few steps forward, seemingly lazy and casual, but the number of steps he took fell on the stars of all sides very exquisitely.

With each step, the stars in the sky suddenly brightened brightly, and he lit up seventeen stars.

He is seventeen years old this year, and one year represents that he has ignited a natal star that people desperately want but cannot seek.

Qi Yu raised the blade in his hand and inserted it into the last ignited natal star, and the extremely cold and sharp star line connected an ancient array at his feet, stringing the seventeen stars in turn.

It was freezing cold, and the wind on the winter morning seemed to be even more stinging.

In just a few breaths, the cold wind blew out a bit of an abnormal pale red hue on his pale face, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, which was blue from the cold.

Tick-tock, blood kept spilling from his lips.

The three thousand White Wing Legions and the three hundred town soldiers and warriors were all tightly enough to hurt his skin, and in addition, not even a single corner of his robe could be stained.

Now this star-destroying knife really hurt his heart, and even his heart couldn't withstand the power of this transfer, and a trace of blood was cracked, and blood gushed out.

His thin body was crooked, as if he was a little unstable, but the hand holding the knife was slightly forced, and the green tendon lines on the back of his hand were a little more obvious.

The long knife inserted into the stars of the earth was completely submerged in it, and the light was bright, and above the sky, a dim, dusty, and gray star slowly rose.

The dark dust was peeling away inch by inch, revealing the purple starlight within.

And in Qi Yu's eyes, the light that seemed to be indelible was disappearing and darkening inch by inch, and along with the seventeen stars under his feet, they were engulfed in darkness together.

He glanced up at the sky, his eyes were filled with the prosperous star, and his eyes were extremely cold and indifferent: "From today on, my seventeen stars are the guardian of the emperor star, ghosts and demons, how dare you cover the stars in the dust!"

Qingcheng sacrificed wine's body shook fiercely, and then said in a deep voice: "You misunderstood, this star is not my sinking." ”

Of course, Qi Yu knew that it was not his doing, otherwise, he would not have survived last night.

He slowly got up and let the long knife plunge into the earth, but the formation was slowly disappearing, and he raised his arm and beckoned to the sky.

In the clouds, a Kunpeng spread its wings and soared, his clothes fluttered, volleyed above the Kunpeng, and sat lazily and said:

"I know that, so it shouldn't be her who is going to be you, but the person who sits on the throne. ”

Qingcheng Sacrificial Wine bent his body slightly, made a respectful gift-giving gesture, and said in a deep voice: "I know what to do." ”

After explaining this, Qi Yu gently patted Kunpeng's feathers, and a layer of gray and blue color appeared under his eyes.

His voice didn't show any tiredness or loss, only said lightly: "Let's go, I'm tired." ”

Kunpeng spreads its wings and goes north.

He thought that he would never go down again in his life.

Qi Yu returned to the mountain after a year, and it seemed that he had returned to his past life.

The cold simmering stove sits in the small courtyard, and when you are thirsty, you knock on the ice to cook fragrant tea, and when you are hungry, you turn the fire to simmer sweet potatoes.

The koi fish raised at home have gained weight twice, and the koi fish whiskers have moved a little bit of smart gold.

He casually nodded the little fat head of the koi carp, turned it into a human, looked at the red-clothed girl under the moon, he pursed his lips, and said: "Little fish, little fish, the spirit fruit in the mountains has been eaten by you in the past ten years, and now you still can't rely on your own strength to transform into a human, you are also lazy, go down the mountain to experience it yourself." ”

The fish whiskers on the girl's cheeks have not completely receded, and she is crying bitterly when she hugs Qi Yu's thighs:

"Master, it's been a year since you came down the mountain, how did you come back and make yourself look like this! Is it a goblin at the bottom of the mountain who has sucked away all the master's essence?

Master, why don't you wait for Xiao Yu'er, woo woo, I said that I will marry you as a lady when I transform into a human being, how can you be sucked into this way by other goblins, can Xiao Yu'er still be used in the future?"

"Get out, I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet!"

Qi Yu shook his thighs, picked up a broom, and drove this shameless female goblin out of the mountain.

In this way, between heaven and earth and mountains, he is at peace alone.

Relying on the locust tree and reading and sitting at night, the moonlight is like washing, sprinkling the forest leaves, hearing the bells in the distance, the Sanskrit sound rings, turning into the void of nature, enough, enough......

Although the mountains and rivers are there, the brocade book is difficult to support.

Without the spiritual koi that has been raised for many years, there is naturally no fish to send a message for him, and he does not hear the world, and he reads alone to raise the soul of the stars.

It wasn't until he was twenty-five that he recalled the fish and gave it to her.

However, when Qi Yu was twenty-five years old, he didn't wait for the koi girl, but waited for a reasonable and unexpected person.

The waning moon in the sky was crimson by the firelight, and the moon surface could see huge basins and majestic mountains.

I don't know if the moonlight itself reflects the world with a strong demonic scarlet meaning, or the mountains and rivers that have become a sea of fire are stained with moonlight.

The night was like a piece of silk covering the sky, cut into a huge gap by a pair of sharp scissors, and a terrifying aura that did not belong to the world was descending from that crack.

The large and majestic gray-black silhouettes are difficult to see even through the mountains and seas, and only one corner of the hideous can be seen.

The fire burned the night fiercely, but it could not illuminate what the huge black shadow was.

Stepping through a burst of fire, the man's black robe still carrying the embers of flames.

The mask that was broken by Qi Yu eight years ago has also been replaced with a new one at this moment, and it is not clear to see the face between the faces.

The mask of the strange creature bird was painted with bright red oil paint, outlining a strange suddenness that made people feel a little ominous.

Qingcheng sacrificial wine.

Qi Yu raised his eyebrows, looking at this man with an unusually tall figure, after all, he had received a hundred years of incense in the world, and this physique was naturally very tall and powerful.

Qingcheng Sacrificial Wine was dressed in a black robe, knelt down on one knee towards Qi Yu, and at the same time that his knee touched the ground, a huge purple lightning bolt was torn apart from the heavenly dome behind him, as if the celestial beings were angry, as if they were going to tear apart the waning moon in the sky!

He bowed his head silently, as if waiting for Qi Yu to take the initiative to speak.

Qi Yu got up and glanced at him, and said, "Tell me about the situation this year, and then tell me about your intentions?"

Qingcheng sacrificial wine whispered slowly, and said: "Eight years ago, the reason why Qishan Jun's battle to destroy demons was lost was only because the son of the queen, who intended to take the throne of heavenly power, invited a spiritual wizard from somewhere, and on the day of the start of the war, he covered and eroded the Ziwei Emperor Star, so that Qishan Jun could not sense his natal star and could not use the power of the origin.

Then Shuangcheng Jun intended to bury her in the Western Regions forever, and leaked the strategic information of my country's army to the Desolate Demon in advance, and the 30,000 elite soldiers and Qishan Jun were all buried alive in the frozen sinkhole.

No one knows how Qishan-kun crawled out of that sinkhole with the blood and bones of his soldiers and imperial brother without the sustaining power of the Origin Star.

She did not embark on the road back to the imperial city, but traveled all the way west, with her brother's sword, all the way to the Desolate Demon Tribe, and directly took the head of the tribe's dominant king, which is why the Desolate Demon retreated halfway through the expedition......

The assassination was undoubtedly a perfect success, and I think that in this world, no one can do this except for the indomitable spirit and will of the owner, but she also paid an extremely painful price.

The pursuers behind her, as well as the heavy soldiers who retreated from the world, surrounded her into a desperate situation, Qishan Junqi Sea Dantian was pierced by the magic blade, and she was not allowed to practice, if she was not protected by the ancient mountain of the spirit world, and had the Lingyun jade car as the protection, she would not have been able to return to the imperial city.

Later, she was grounded, and Qi Yujun awakened the Ziwei Emperor Star at the cost of his seventeen natal stars, which allowed Qishanjun to repair the sea of qi.

In the following month, Qishan Jun personally killed the faint king Shuangcheng, killed his brother and ascended the throne as the emperor, in just three years, swept away the six demons of the eight wildernesses of the Western Regions, and in five years, unified the world and Kyushu, which is the king of the prosperous era, and the feat has never been seen in the ages.

It's just that the extremes of things must be reversed, the prosperity must decline, and the great oracle is prosperous, but because the country consumes the country's capital, it has been conquered again and again, attracting the god of chaos to descend on the mortal world, and sending a dark thunder dragon to punish the world, and once a year there will be a fire to burn the world and poison the people.

Every year in the present world, it is forced to retreat by Qishan Jun, but the evil dragon is not a dragon, but a monster transformed by the fusion of souls born from thousands of ghost beasts and thunder.

Even if Qishan Jun is proficient in dragon slaying skills, he can't completely exterminate and kill it, in exchange for a year of strength and prosperity, tonight, the evil dragon has come again, Qishan Jun has been injured, the whole country is in danger!"

Qi Yu listened to a large number of words, his expression did not change in the slightest, and even when he heard the divine punishment from the sky, his face was very calm, and he said: "Since the evil dragon is not a dragon, but is born from the thunder of the ghost animal, when it can be broken with the dual runes of wind and ice, this is not a difficult thing for Qishan Jun. ”

Qingcheng Sacrificial Wine waved his hand again and again: "No, that evil beast has bathed the sea veins of the dragon mound, and it has both the characteristics of a dragon and the dual power of a netherworld creature that is not afraid of wind and ice, and there is almost no weakness at all. ”

There was a spark falling from the sky, smashing into the deep old forest, which was undoubtedly another fire of calamity.

It's just that the barren mountain where Qi Yu is located seems to have some kind of magical power in the dark to protect this ancient barren mountain, and there is not a single spark splashing down.

The orange-red firelight illuminated his eyes, and Qi Yu suddenly showed a very relaxed smile.

"So, that's really no choice, what are you looking for me to do, I'm just a nameless junior who can only refine weapons, if the end really comes, then it should be washed and everyone will die together." ”

Qingcheng Sacrificial Wine shook his head, he didn't say any superfluous words, everything that should have been said had already been said, as Qishanjun said at the beginning, the choice of choice has always been in his hands.

Looking at the back of Qingcheng's sacrificial wine that was about to disappear, the smile on Qi Yu's face gradually disappeared, and suddenly said, "Did she let you come?"

Qingcheng sacrificial wine paused, mumbled, and disappeared into the night.

This night, Qi Yu stood under the barren tree for a long time, and finally, he took out a knife.

After that, he went down the mountain and never came back.

In the early morning, the flames in the mountains and forests had been extinguished, and no one could see if anyone had forced it back into the canopy.

No one heard the sound of the battle, such a terrifying existence that could destroy the world, just like that...... Disappeared out of thin air.

It's as if it was swallowed into the belly by some more terrifying and powerful beast and then hibernated in the depths of the earth.

The world has once again survived a catastrophe.

In the same year, Qishan Jun visited the avenue of enlightenment, announcing to the world that ascension is in sight, and can bring all the people to ascend to Shinto.

Prosperous Longen, the whole world celebrates.

Behind the slaughtering wildfire, there is infinite light, and behind the light, there is only a small figure struggling.

In this world, there is no grace for no reason, and there is no calamity that disappears for no reason.

If there is, then it means that the grace has been taken away, and the robbery has been stopped for you.

The evil dragon ghostly thunder, trespassing through the sea area of the dragon mound, the land of the dragon mound, is the place where the dragon heroes sleep forever, disturbing with the body of a ghost animal without authorization, it will inevitably suffer a curse, and that curse is immortal and immortal.

Every time Qishan Jun collapsed and forced him to retreat, he was exchanged for a more profound counterattack and revenge from Youlei.

Killing cannot destroy it, only the eternal seal.

Qi Yu went down the mountain with a knife, and then climbed the mountain again.

Descending is the mountain of his hometown, and ascending to the ground is the road of the dead.

At the top of the mountains, there is an Infernal Prison, where time and space are very different from the human world.

He laid down 3,000 soul-attracting arrays, introduced the ghost thunder into the Cangsheng Knife, used the power of the Cangsheng as the container, and used himself as the lock of the seal, sitting in the Infernal Prison, the long knife poured into the heart, and suppressed forever.

The ghost thunder god is cursed to be immortal and immortal, and the eternal world is degenerated into a netherworld beast, and he cannot be reborn, and life is more terrible than death.

The only way to completely eliminate his will is to extradite him to give birth to him.

Three hundred years of wind and frost, three hundred years of sun, three hundred years of thunder punishment.

What is frozen is not thunder, what is burned is not thunder, and what is split is not thunder.

It's Qi Yu.

Because the evil dragon was suppressed by Qi Yu, his body was full of his blood, and the two of them moved twice, and the power of the evil dragon was greatly weakened, and Qi Yu also successfully absorbed the curse of the evil dragon and thunder, and it was no longer immortal.

As long as the sword is drawn and broken, the evil dragon will never exist, and Qishanjun can also survive the tribulation and ascend with peace of mind.

However, he didn't expect that the top of the mountains that recognized him as the Lord, the Infernal Prison, would allow a second human to come to such a desperate prison space.

The black robe strolled in, and the eyes under the eyes of the mask were as dark as bronze.

Qi Yu, whose face was covered with black scales and no longer humanoid, slowly raised his head and looked at the person in front of him blankly.

In the pouring rain, the world could not hear the sound of rain, only a hum.

After a long time, Qi Yu pursed his lips tightly, closed his eyes, and slowly opened his eyes, his lips twitched, and the sound that came out was no longer human.

Beneath the beak mask is a pair of eyes with a hint of sneering.

Qi Yu closed his mouth and pondered for a while, and sure enough, a genius like him quickly recovered his lost language.

Although his voice was hoarse as that of damaged metal, it was indeed human language: "Since you can come here, it means that you are a god." Oh, the dignified gods pretended to be human sacrifice wine, and got a good idea. ”

Qingcheng Sacrificial Wine did not speak, but squatted down, raised his hand and opened the handle of the knife he was holding, coldly

said with a smile: "The long knife pierces the body and splits the heart for nine hundred years, watching your human body become the lowest and dirtiest netherworld beast step by step, you haven't gone crazy yet, and you really deserve to be a ......."

The corners of Qi Yu's mouth moved, as if he smiled faintly, raised his eyes to look at him, his gaze was very penetrating, as if he could see through his mask, and said, "Sure enough, what is it?"

Laugh at!

What answered him was a sharp pain of drawing the knife!

Qingcheng Sacrificial Wine's cold gaze was cruel with disregard for life, and when he started, he could use the blade to suck his heart and pull it out of his body!

Qi Yu fell heavily in the rain, trembling and twitching, and between his chest and heart, there was a palm-sized blood hole, and the smelly blood continued to flow out of the blood hole.

It is indeed maddening that he, a man who loves purity, should make his body so ugly and filthy.

Dense black curse writing spread from the hole, covering the scales of his skin.

At this moment, the whole person looks like a dying and stinky fish, and the eyes that were always bright as stars are also muddy and bloody at the moment.

He had absorbed the body of the ghostly animal, and naturally he was also tormented by the power of the immortal curse, even if his heart was withdrawn from the body, he could only live in such pain and intensity.

The curse of immortality is extremely costly, and the pain inflicted on you is as great as the trauma to your body.

If it is a fatal wound, the pain is enough to dry a person's mind.

"Ahem, cough, cough !!" Qi Yu fell to the ground, coughing violently and coughing out a large amount of scarlet and scraps of internal organs, at this moment he suddenly felt that he might die at the age of twenty-five, but it was not a bad thing.

But how can you die!

This man's purpose is so obvious!

When Qingcheng Sacrificial Wine got up indifferently and was about to leave, Qi Yu suddenly made a move and grabbed the blade of the Cangsheng Knife.

His wrist trembled, the blade bent like the moon, and he silently recited a spell in his mouth, as if he was about to be broken in the next second.

At this moment, the evil dragon ghost thunder is hidden in the common life knife, and his human body is attached to the evil dragon, if the knife is broken, he will never be able to change back to himself.

But even so, the speed at which he meditated on the mantra did not stop for a moment, but became faster and faster.

Qingcheng Sacrificial Wine snorted coldly, and forcefully shattered the heart on the blade, as well as his palm.

The Cangsheng Knife returned to its straight state, and he threw the long knife in his hand, and pale silver particles of light gushed out from the knife, turning into a human figure.

The figure gradually became clear and bright, and the face after the formation was Qi Yu's face.

Seeing this scene, Qi Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, the pus and blood in his eyes gushed more, and he lost his left hand, he propped himself on the cold ground with one hand, and staggered to his feet.

His eyes looked at the evil dragon with cold and murderous eyes: "An evil animal, thinking that he has my body and the protection of the gods, does he really think that he can become an adult?"

The evil dragon's eyes flashed with anger, and he slowly raised the knife in his hand, trying to cut off his head, but was stopped by Qingcheng Sacrifice Wine: "Idiot, he is provoking you to kill him, if he dies, you won't be able to live!"

The evil dragon's gaze suddenly flickered, he lowered his hand to retract the knife, raised his leg and kicked out a gust of wind and thunder, which hit Qi Yu's chest.

In an instant, a terrifying wave of qi and cracking sound erupted in the space behind Qi Yu, and his body flew out heavily, dragging a long blood mark on the cold ground.

The bloody streaks dragged by "cough cough cough !!" cracked several cracks in the earth, and blood continued to flow into and infiltrate it.

The power of the dragon's foot was like countless icy and extremely cold qi invading his body, and the boiling cold was like countless sharp knives flipping and cutting in his meridian bones.

Qi Yu opened his mouth and coughed violently, and the pain was as heavy as a thousand pounds pressing on every inch of skin on his body, as if he had been crushed and smashed by a heavy hammer with extreme precision.

It feels like the whole body is not my own.

With such a serious injury, even a great cultivator would never be able to survive.

But the power of the curse that was enough to drive the madman raged in his body, expanding in the meridians, and the demonic killing and destruction instinct of the ghost beast continued to generate and stimulate his consciousness, forcing him to kill!

"Is it painful?"

The dragon that occupies its body can already easily speak human language.

A pair of dark eyes seemed to quench the fire of a new life, intertwining a touch of hideous madness and pleasure.

The gentle and handsome face belonging to Qi Yu was revealing a deep evil nature at the moment: "I, I, have lived like this for 10,000 years, and now, please be an arrogant fellow, with my eternal curse, and stay in this infernal hell forever, right?"

"Poof...... Hahahaha...... "Qi Yu, who was still surging with blood foam in his mouth, was already difficult to stand up, the pain to his bones made it difficult for him to move when he fell into the blood, and his body cramped and twitched slightly just by simply laughing.

Ginger eyes continued to overflow with bright red, and he raised a bloodstained and dusty face, and the mocking smile at the corner of his mouth was so obvious: "The curse of eternal life?, yes, it is indeed very uncomfortable to live your body like a stinky cockroach that cannot be crushed, but ah, do you think that by acquiring my body, you have escaped the curse?"

"What do you say, ......" The evil dragon who gradually had ominous thoughts rising in his heart suddenly burst into his body, and his heart seemed to be suddenly clenched by some sticky and cold palm, and when he held it hard, the black curse poison continued to spread from his heart, followed by the terrible pain.

"Ahhh!!!!h

The knife in his hand fell to the ground, and the evil dragon was almost in pain! This sharp pain that he had never experienced before made him instantly scratch his throat, and he wished to die on the spot.

Looking at this miserable appearance, Qi Yu struggled to prop himself up, the bones between his arm bones creaked, as if they were about to fall apart, and he said expressionlessly: "It's really too much, it makes other people's bodies so bloody and blurry, does it hurt so much, I get sick every year, every month." ”

The dragon fainted in pain, rolling his pale eyes, his body still twitching and trembling in the aftermath.

Qingcheng Sacrificial Wine walked over, put the evil dragon on his shoulder, picked up the long knife, and looked at the clumsy body sitting in the blood and water as if he would die at any time.

He said indifferently: "What do you think you can change now? After doing so much, it is difficult for you to even go down the mountain now, and the heavenly thunder on the top of the mountain will continue to slash you for eternity, this is only the first life, you will be imprisoned in this realm forever, and you will never be able to jump out of the reincarnation, such a curse, you can be terrified." ”

Qi Yu lowered his head and touched the empty blood hole in front of his heart, in which no heart could continue to beat, and his complexion still did not change much.

In this desperate situation, covered in blood and dirt, the corners of his lips seem to have risen by nature, and the curvature has not fallen by half a minute.

He said leisurely: "If I am afraid that I can change this predicament, then I can barely panic." ”

"Unfortunately, that doesn't change anything. Qi Yu coughed twice again.

He looked at Qingcheng Sacrificial Wine with his blood-soaked eyes, and said, "I don't care what you are, how can I know my past life and this life, I Qi Yu, I don't look at my past life, I don't want to be in the next life." ”

"Heaven and earth have eternity, this body is no longer obtained, life is only a hundred years, and this day is the easiest. Twenty-five years of sun, moon and stars, Jinglun repeatedly, with my blood for her to seal the territory. ”

His eyes were extremely frank and Tan Ang, and he continued: "A ditch rat like you who hides his head and tail and doesn't even dare to show his face, your calculations, your conspiracy, I will crush it." She's a dazzling and powerful person, and maybe what you're going to do next, I can't continue to protect her, but ......"

The blood-stained face faced the lightning in ten directions, as if there was an indelible soul under the turbid body, and the words were spoken:

"In the name of my Qi Yu, a curse falls here. You, Qingcheng sacrificial wine, this life, this life, eternal life, can not fulfill the wish of the heart, no matter how many years of spring and autumn, no matter how many lives of reincarnation, everything about you is crushed by me. ”

"The day I dig out that face under your mask is the moment when I bury you. ”

The young man who turned into an ugly monster showed a blood-stained smile, and his white teeth were unexpectedly hearty and clean.

Qingcheng sacrificial wine left, and did not take Qi Yu's words to heart.

A mortal who has lost his power, has the body of an immortal cursed monster, and does not even have the strength to leave here, how can he change the future.

His original goal was Qishanjun, but he never thought to meet the reincarnation of the emperor who he didn't deliberately look for.

If he could be imprisoned here for eternity, it would be more pleasant than direct destruction, so that whether it was stripping or plundering, it was not intended to be a hundred times easier.

He had no intention of fishing, but the fish jumped into his net on its own.

Nothing is more enjoyable than that.

It's just that I don't know the Qingcheng sacrificial wine, and there is no absolute in the world.

Qi Yu often played chess alone in the mountains, and in addition to being a very good refiner, he was also a chess player.

In every move, we take into account the unknown changes and dangers.

Although it was very surprising that Qingcheng Sacrificial Wine was able to break through the barrier of this mountain, he was not yet caught off guard.

He once had a fish that was released into the mountains and rivers of the world.

The fish was his companion pet, and his demon mark had already fallen on his body.

Although it is an infernal hell, it cannot withstand the summoning seal between master and servant.

He summoned the koi, and the koi came with a tributary of the river, and the girl in red carried the monster all the way east.

After traveling thousands of miles of river, he fell into a small river outside the tribe of an unknown village.

Carrying the monster ashore, the girl was a ghost crying wolf, lying on Qi Yu's chest like a dead father and mother, crying so sadly.

Although Qi Yu knew that this koi goblin usually had a temperament, he couldn't help but be moved when he saw her crying for herself.

Just as he was about to say a word of comfort, he heard her cry out in a heart-rending voice: "Master, how have you become so ugly! How do you want me to eat you? Even if you refuse to obey me, you don't have to toss yourself like this!"

Hey, this stinky fish that makes you faint, my broom!

As she spoke, the tears on the girl's face were not wiped away, she touched Qi Yu's chest, sniffed and said, "Master, are you going to die?"

Qi Yu was so angry that he said: "Don't worry, your master and I must have broken the demon contract before we die, and you will be released." ”

Who knew that the girl didn't care about any demon contract at all, tangled a pair of small eyebrows, knocked her fist on the palm and said suddenly: "Should you start while it's hot, lest it be cold and you can't start." ”

"Get out of here, let's go to hell and die!"

Qi Yu, whose heart was like water, was so angry that her chest rose and fell, which was really her good skill.

The girl twisted a pair of small eyebrows, very aggrieved: "Master, you won't drive me away again, right? The new master is really not good to serve, if there is a master, you will be half gentle, I will obey, but when the king seems to have a lot of bad temper, I protect her so diligently day and night, she never smiles at me, you say too much?"

Qi Yu's gaze changed for a while, and after a moment of silence, he said, "You go, let her be careful of the Qingcheng Sacrifice Wine, and be sure to let her delay the day of ascension."

(It's still a four-in-one chapter.,It's going to be abused tomorrow.,I feel sorry for Qishan-kun.) ）