"What will you do?"

Zhang Yanqi turned his head and looked at Ziye.

He knew that Ziye didn't know any magic skills, and he couldn't help him at all in martial arts and aura cultivation.

Ziye stared at Zhang Yanqi up and down for a while, and then nodded:

"Well, Zhang Yanqi, you are not a Demon Venerable, you are indeed very poor, your hands and feet are not coordinated, your brain is not bright, and your psychological quality is still very poor."

"Guan Hao is a little stronger than you."

"His martial arts are as bad as mine, what's strong?"

said that Guan Hao was better than him, Zhang Yanqi was a little unconvinced.

"People Guan Hao has a good brain, unlike you, who admit death." Purple Night explained.

It's someone else's family, it's all someone else's child, the Holy Sword Society is someone else's child, the Seventeen Swords of Tianxing is someone else's child, Qin Xingyun is someone else's child, and even Guan Hao is someone else's child, only himself, he is so unbearable, so useless, so unfutured.

"By all accounts, I'm a complete piece of shit."

Zhang Yanqi sighed, his mood was extremely lost, at this moment, how he longed to hear a gentle and comforting word.

Who knew that Ziye nodded continuously in confirmation.

"That's right, after the identification, you are a useless, fake, and one-in-a-million waste."

Poof!

Zhang Yanqi fell to the ground, like a mess of mud, he felt his limbs were limp and couldn't think of it again.

"Even Xiao Ye said that, even Xiao Ye said this, I ......"

"Alas......"

Tears had already flowed, only a long sigh.

Ziye kicked him twice with her feet, "I'm only halfway there, but there's still but." But you have a merit that no one else has......"

"I don't want to transform."

Advantages, Zhang Yanqi's first thought was the Blood Flame Demon Venerable, but that was not what he wanted, he couldn't become a Blood Demon and go to the academy to show off his might, good and evil are separated, people and demons have different paths, Tianxing Academy hates the demon clan the most, that will only lead to him being expelled from the academy and completely missing the way of chivalry.

In his mind, the demons only have the weak and the strong, only humans have warmth and warmth, and all his memories and people he knows are in the world.

"It's not the power of the Demon Venerable." Purple Night shook her head.

"What's that plus?" Zhang Yanqi suddenly became interested.

"The advantage is that you're the only one who completely recognizes that you're a piece of shit." Ziye said solemnly.

"Oops!"

Zhang Yanqi covered his head, very painful, "Xiaoye, you kill people with a heart, it's too ruthless!" ”

Seeing him curled up in a ball and refusing to get up, Ziye simply lay on the lawn by the river, back to back with him.

"The most difficult thing for people in the world is to recognize themselves, people, either too proud, or too inferior, the most difficult to look at yourself objectively, you are different, you have fully realized that you are a big waste, this objective honesty, is your advantage."

As soon as Ziye called, Zhang Yanqi's head hurt even more, he couldn't bear the blow and didn't want to listen to it anymore.

"Xiaoye, you...... You don't say any more. ”

Ziye just continued:

"The way of martial arts, isn't it fighting, fighting, masters have masters' fighting styles, and waste has waste fighting methods."

Hearing this, Zhang Yanqi sat up with some curiosity and asked, "Waste has a way of playing waste, what is the way of playing waste?" ”

"You want to know?"

"I want to know!"

"That's good," Purple Night said with a squint and a smile as she took out a black bottle from the Night Demon Umbrella. ”

Zhang Yanqi saw that the black bottle had "Heilu Daqu" written on it, which turned out to be a bottle of wine, or a highly spirited liquor.

He waved his hand, "No, the academy strictly prohibits alcohol, and besides, I won't drink either." ”

"Bullshit Academy! If you don't know how to drink, you have to drink, there is always a first time in life. Purple Night reprimanded.

He tried to take a sip, but it was too spicy, and threw it back to Purple Night.

Ziye got angry, took the wine and left, "Alas, it's really a big waste, it's hopeless, I don't even dare to drink a bottle of wine......"

Zhang Yanqi's heart was on fire, and he ran forward and grabbed the wine bottle.

"Who said I didn't dare to drink, I drank!"

Goo-dong, goo-dong, goo-dong.

Three mouthfuls in a row, wow, spicy and spicy.

"Well done, come again!"

Goo-dong, goo-dong, goo-dong. Three more mouthfuls in a row.

"Come again!" Purple Night continued to cheer up.

Goo-dong, goo-dong...... I don't know how many sips I drank, but with a lot of blood, Zhang Yanqi drank a bottle of wine stubbornly.

The bottle was thrown away and he sat down on the ground.

"How are you feeling now?" Ziye hurriedly asked him.

This wine is not only spicy, but also really fast, Zhang Yanqi felt the heat rushing to the brain, the scalp was numb, a little dizzy, a little confused, and there was actually a little "happy" feeling.

I'm obviously in a bad mood, why do I still want to be happy.

"Who said I didn't dare to drink, you see I'm done drinking."

"It's a good wine...... Nice......"

Looking at Zhang Yanqi, whose face was blushing into a red apple, Zi Ye pulled him up, took his hand, and came to the open place where the moon was reflected by the river.

Zi Ye Yanran said: "The moon is infinitely beautiful, the moonlight makes people drunk, and it is just right for dancing." Come on, let's dance. ”

So she danced by the river.

Zhang Yanqi looked at the purple night with drunken eyes, and a pale green moonlight sprinkled on her face, she was like a fairy descending from the Moon Palace, beautiful, ethereal, and dreamy.

"You...... Are you a night or a fairy? He asked.

"I'm both." The fairy replied.

Zhang Yanqi has never danced, he won't. But after drinking, his brain didn't turn, his courage was strong, and he was accompanied by the night and the fairies were invited, so he couldn't help but dance with the "fairy".

He didn't know what he was dancing, he just danced to the rhythm of the fairy's pose.

Gradually, gradually, I don't know whether it was the effect of alcohol or the wonder of dance, Zhang Yanqi entered a kind of illusion.

The feeling of the illusion is extremely real.

The surroundings were hazy, full of people, full of laughter, these people, with their own relatives, their own friends, Guan Hao, there were Xingyao Sanjie, and even some deceased people, everyone was dancing, happy, crazy, and wanton dancing in the moonlight.

"Everyone is so happy, and so am I, and it feels so good to be happy."

Zhang Yanqi jumped more and more energetically, and couldn't stop.

At first he danced to the rhythm of the fairy, but gradually, he had his own rhythm and could dance against the fairy.

The evil skills of the night demons, the cunning dance steps.

The two of you move forward and I retreat, you follow me around me, and you become very tacit.

The two danced under the moon like this.

Ziye grabbed Zhang Yanqi and suddenly said, "Come, sing with me." ”

"I'm big shit, useless. The devil's dance steps taught me to be satisfied. I'm a big piece of waste, and my life is too hard. Let go of fame and fortune, that is, love to eat soil. ”

Zhang Yanqi was completely immersed in the magic dance, and couldn't help but sing along:

"I'm big shit, useless. The devil's dance steps taught me to be satisfied. I'm a big piece of waste, and my life is too hard. Let go of fame and fortune, that is, love to eat soil. ”

Zhang Yanqi sang and danced selflessly, but Ziye suddenly stopped.

The smile of the purple night like a flower suddenly became sad, and she stood quietly aside, quietly watching Zhang Yanqi dance alone.

"Demon Venerable, why did you become like this?"

"In the past, you, the Blood Flame Demon Venerable, the god of war in the demon world, had a strong, intelligent, domineering personality, and had invincible magic skills and self-defeating pride; Now you, this Zhang Yanqi, are really human waste, crying, brainy, poor martial arts, stupid, stupid and ......"

Zi Ye couldn't find the words to scold at once, but laughed secretly.

"But I know you're the same person, because you have one thing in common," Purple Night's eyes suddenly glowed.

"You're all bloody."

"That's enough. As long as a person has blood, as long as he can recognize himself, even if he is a waste, he can still be saved. Only by throwing away the heavy burden on the body and throwing away all the shackles in the heart can we find the most authentic strength in the depths of ourselves! ”

"Demon Venerable, this is what you taught me back then, and now I will teach it back to you."

When Zi Ye said this, he had already seen that Zhang Yanqi's body began to emit strands of strange black qi.

The dance of the night demon that Purple Night took him to dance was actually an evil skill that stimulated the power of the demonic blood in his body!

The Dance of the Night Demon, created from the King of the Night Demon 10,000 years ago - Qinggong Fengya, he integrated the evil skills of the Night Demon into the dance, and through the dance, the potential violent energy in the body can be stimulated, and Zhang Yanqi's demonic blood power began to surge.

The more he jumped, the more the demonic blood in his body boiled, and his body released strands of black qi. The black air spread all around, and insects, rats, and other small animals in the grass fled in all directions.

The murderous aura of blood flames, the deterrence of the Demon Venerable.

"Demon Venerable, Demon Venerable, when will you be able to retrieve your memories and rethink our past."

Zi Ye murmured to the drunk Zhang Yanqi in the faint moonlight.

Zhang Yanqi was still dancing and singing in the moonlight and in the night wind:

"I'm big shit, useless. The Devil's Dance ......"