I am a corpse, lifeless, deadless, sick and painless.

Darkness, as far as the eye can reach, is boundless darkness.

Time means nothing to me, in this small space, there is no sun rising and moon setting, there is no change of heat and cold.

I am not afraid of death, because it is my neighbor.

All I feared was the endless loneliness of the rest of my life.

How many years?

Maybe hundreds, maybe thousands.

I no longer remember where I came from, and I can't trace my life. The passage of time erodes my memory little by little, it makes me confused, makes me numb, and makes me gradually learn to play my horn better and better in this rigid shell.

Name, appearance, net worth, and the ethereal, life.

I am a corpse, a nameless dry skeleton in a barren mountain mound. There is no monument or word, only the loess washed by the flowing water, wind and sand covers my body, so that I can be separated from this world forever.

I didn't think about the day when I could breathe fresh air again.

The rest of my life should be spent in the darkness of dreams and reality for millions of years, like an illusory dream.

It wasn't until that day that the appearance of that person woke me up from a deep sleep for an unknown amount of time.

It was a full moon night, and the new branches of the poplars were swaying in the evening breeze. I lay in the coffin and watched as the old man with gray temples and his son lifted the layers of loess and opened my coffin.

The old man was a corpse chaser.

What I smell in him is a familiar and good smell, this unique blood power intoxicates me, maybe it is a faint to inaudible bloodline, maybe it is an unpredictable fate in the dark.

He laughed and poured a little of his own blood into my mouth.

At that moment, an unprecedented brightness washed over my eyes.

After a thousand years of being trapped in the dark, my own form gradually decayed, and for the first time, I saw the world of beauty appear before my eyes.

The full moon in the sky is white, the new shoots on the branches are the tender green of life, the old man's face is as yellow as a broken candle, and in my hand is the golden knife that is still cold after a thousand years.

"Daddy," his face as the son of a Gu cultivator was filled with indescribable joy, "This ancient corpse has a rare kingly aura on its body, congratulations, this time you can finally hand over the natal corpse!" ”

"The spirit of the king can't be talked about yet," the old man's face showed a faint smile, but this satisfaction could not be concealed, "This corpse must have a great background, although it is not as good as the corpse king we are looking for, but it is also the handsome character of the corpse!" He turned his head and straightened the wrinkled gold armor with his thin hand, "I will take you away, provided that you are obedient to me." From now on, the corpse and the man are one, and the two are one heart. ”

I nodded, and knelt down on one knee towards the man who had pulled me out of the abyss.

The long, tasteless dreams overwhelmed my spirits, and one day a voice came to my ears that I had never heard before, telling me that he would take me out of the chaos if I did what he said. From that moment on, the light that had never appeared in the chaotic memory opened the door to me.

The sprouts of the poplar branches swayed in the evening breeze, and I stared at the fluttering cicadas above them all night.

"Kuiyuan, wait for the dispatch."

An ancient discordant voice came to mind, almost subconsciously, and I blurted out the words.

Kuiyuan? What is that? My name? Maybe.

From now on, I will follow the person in front of me until the end of the earth, the end of time.

……

Lu Cheng carefully lit the lamp and released the ghost in the lamp.

As soon as the little Lori saw the light of day again, she saw that it was Lu Cheng, and immediately threw herself into his arms like her daughter seeing her father.

Lu Cheng caressed Little Lori's long hair lovingly, and a grim smile was facing the white-haired old man's face, which was between pale and angry.

It was supposed to be a seamless sneak attack.

The Demon Dao Entrance, who is the target of everyone, is responsible for attracting the attention of the two, and then the innkeeper with superb Gu skills lurks in the dark, diffusing the tasteless Gu poison in the air for the two imps who are not deeply involved in the world to subdue. In front of this winning game, these two people don't even have a chance to turn the tables.

At least before the incident, the white-haired old man and the innkeeper had thought so.

Xiangxi Gu cultivators, the best thing is surprise attacks.

Ignorance and unawareness, feeling has died. If you don't take precautions in advance, there is no Gu poison that can evade them.

But they ignore the point, or rather, they simply don't realize that one of their unintentional actions can be the biggest failure to turn the tide at the last minute.

That is, Meng Xiaoli is not just a ghost spirit, but a sword spirit. The sword spirit of the Demon Sword Black Dragon.

Just as a child who leaves home will not forget the direction of home, even if he is taken captive by outsiders, the spiritual connection between the sword spirit and the magic sword is as inseparable as the induction of the child and the mother! The reason why Lu Cheng has not shown excessive anxiety since Lori was taken away is because he knows that his good daughter is not only not in any danger during this time, but also acts as a **satellite spy very well, and transmits all the information of the enemy to him from time to time!

The poison that was dropped into the river, and the innkeeper's plan to sneak attack. Lu Cheng is not a god, he can't predict everything. But with little Lori, you can, in front of this pair of eyes planted in the heart of the place, all the plans are hidden!

So he didn't panic, he didn't panic at all. Because from the beginning, the position of the other party, the discussion between them, is all in his control! That's his strongest hole card!

"Do you have any tricks?" Lu Cheng hugged Xiao Lori, and glanced at the hidden grass by the river, "There are still ambushes, right?" I think about it, poisoning in the river is the first step, and the next step is to secretly play Gu, if the matter is revealed again, then lead to an ambush, and try not to let the general's corpse shoot, what I am afraid of is destroying my corpse. Am I right? He looked directly into the eyes of the entrance with a smile, as if he wanted to see through all his thoughts, "It's a pity, you didn't expect that your good partner would have been killed by me at the beginning, otherwise, a master who is proficient in Gu arts, tsk, how much help should that be in the melee?" ”

"Why...... Why do you know......" The old man clenched his fists, looking on the verge of losing control. His eyes were closed, and the expression on his face was one of extreme pain.

"It's not that I'm smart, it's that you're stupid." Lu Cheng smiled.

"Kill!" The old man who suddenly erupted almost shook the soul bell in his hand for a moment, his eyes gradually flowed with endless anger, and the old man's expression was instantly filled with the hideousness of his mental confusion.

The corpse of the military general who was across the fire from him moved.

With the power of opening the mountain and breaking stones, you must swing the Guan knife in your hand to smash the power of time and space. At this moment, all the ambush soldiers rushed out of the table. They have given up the so-called plan, they are killing machines on the battlefield, and at this time, an order is the death talisman of the god of death!

Not only the little Taoist, but even Lu Cheng, who had been talking and laughing freely, was also frightened by this change. He thought that his humiliation would only make the old man angry at most, who would have thought that this guy's psychological endurance was so poor, and with a little stimulation, he would become a desperate madman and a madman who lost his mind.

This old guy wants to use his own corpse to refine the strongest corpse king, and this is what Lu Cheng has always eaten him through! The corpse king's body is not allowed to be mutilated, so it is okay to use poison, this old ghost will never dare to let the zombies directly tear themselves to pieces. But at this moment, his concept was shaken.

What he saw from the old and cloudy eyes of the entrance was not the anger of the situation getting out of control, but the desperate burning of jade!

This mutation made him wonder if the devil in front of him at this moment would really take care of the overall situation and leave himself a whole corpse. And judging from the momentum of the general's corpse, it is obviously not! The art of exorcising corpses, move at will, and what is cut under the golden sword is not victory, but pure destruction and death.

"Be careful!" At the moment of life and death, Lu Cheng pushed away the frightened little Taoist priest who was in the dance of the group of corpses, and hastily took a blue-faced and stiff claw with the arm that had blessed the black dragon sword body.

"It's not for you to be in a daze at this time, stupid girl." He slashed off the stiff arm with a single sword, and sneered as he turned his head.

"What do you call me?" The little Taoist priest who came back to his senses asked in a panic.

Lu Cheng didn't bother to take care of him, and the whole person had already pulled out the sword momentum. Bend the bow with your backhand and slash the sky with your sword! This is the Evil Destroying Sword Technique: Butterfly Fan!

After separating a few zombies that swarmed up, what really came with the momentum of Mount Tai was the curved arc Guan knife that weighed more than 100 catties!

"Kill, kill! Reopen the Yin-Yang Huangquan Road and wash the door of the Yama Collector's house with blood! Send me this damn bastard to the Nine Hells and never be reborn! "The hallway that shook the soul bell frantically has become a complete demon, and the sky has become a complete human sacrifice before it flies, and the madness reveals a deep and terrifying tone change, like an elegy with a long tail note!

"You're going crazy, aren't you?!" Lu Cheng hurriedly parried, and his figure retreated again and again. The soles of his feet just hit the ground, and what greeted him was a new round of Guan Dao Nine Rings of the Golden Armor Martial Commander's corpse!

It wasn't until this moment that Lu Cheng reacted, he could fight so easily the night before, and it wasn't until the last moment that he was cut by this guy and the corpse poisoned his body, and nine times out of ten, the old ghost took care of this general's corpse in advance and asked his subordinates to show mercy! Now that this old ghost is crazy, how can the combat power of this golden monster increase tenfold?!

"I want both of you to bury my son!" The entrance roared, and the crazy emotions infected the surrounding zombies for a riot!

"! Are you saying I'm afraid of you?! ”

Lu Cheng, who had been suppressed all the way, finally came to his senses, and after tearing off the coat on his body, his knotted muscles were plated with a layer of silver in the moonlight, and the magic sword in his hand also turned into a black dragon hovering over it, and the green tendons raised from the roots due to the gushing blood gushed along the lines of the dragon-shaped black lines traced a picture of the dragon vein Cangshan, and a blood lotus flower at the back ridge was even more enchanting like a ghostly red skirt trimming!

A demon god bloodline that he deliberately suppressed finally flowed into every corner of his body without any scruples at this moment, and the powerful power hidden between the joints and muscles seemed to be able to tear all the creatures in his eyes to pieces in an instant!

If it weren't for this kind of scene, Lu Cheng would have planned to use this last hole card on the battlefield of the two demon clans, but this old guy had already said that the Gu cultivator who was killed by himself would not die was his own son. Since the situation between the two sides has been endless, the desperate life-and-death struggle is precisely his favorite main theme!

"Do you want to fight? Then see how many pounds and taels you have! As he spoke, the demon sword snake scattered on the ground had turned into a giant python that circled and climbed up to his right hand, and with a wave of his arm, there was a blood steel knife several meters long under the red lotus in the sky.

He crossed his eyebrows coldly, and the arrogance in his eyes matched with the cold sword blade, just enough to meet the corpse of the golden armor warrior who was as cold as frost and indomitable.

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