The seeds fall to the ground, then grow from the ground, absorbing nutrients in the process, gradually accumulating themselves and becoming stronger.

This drop of ink landed on the forehead of the Elder of the Blue Horn Division, turning into a seed to absorb nutrients and quickly grow into a small tree, his body being the nutrients.

The little tree grows up, and he dies naturally.

"This should be from Changlin. ”

Bai Luoti had a cold face, feeling a little afraid, just now he personally turned sideways to get out of the way, if it wasn't for Lao Xiucai's timely move, I'm afraid it would have caused a big disaster.

Li Xiu set his eyes on everyone present and did not speak.

Everywhere you go, you bow your head.

"Thank you, Mr. Wu. ”

Li Xiu turned around and saluted Lao Xiucai and said respectfully.

Lao Xiucai nodded and did not speak, the dispute between him and Li Xiu this time was just a dispute of reason, all for the sake of Datang naturally not to leave resentment in each other's hearts.

Being able to rely on a stroke of pen and ink to guard Xiaonanqiao alone for so many years, the energy and pattern of Wu Mo's pen are naturally much greater.

And as he said, if there was no plan, maybe he wouldn't have needed Li Xiu to speak, and he would have handed over the military power.

The tree only flourished for a moment before it turned to dead wood and withered, only a gentle breeze blowing.

Trees are falling.

The demon of Changlin also fell to the ground, his arm slammed to the floor, and the glass bottle in his hand rolled down the ground.

Then the cap falls to the side and the mouth of the bottle is opened.

Yang Buding slashed out with a sword.

Bai Luoti's white robe flew and stood in front of Li Xiu, his eyes cold.

At the same time, Ye Xiao suddenly erupted with an earth-shattering momentum, forcing everyone around him to retreat ten steps away.

Yang Buding landed a sword on the bottle, and the bottle shattered into pieces.

The lid turned into powder.

There was nothing unusual around, and it was very quiet.

"Get out of the way. ”

Lao Xiucai shouted violently, his sleeve robe flew, and Li Xiu's body rose into the air and floated off the ground.

A trace of black gas emanated from the cracks in the bricks on the ground, and then turned into a black orb and shot out towards the sky.

"Evil beasts are presumptuous!"

The speed of this black bead was so fast that even if it was as strong as Yang Ding, Bai Luoti and the others didn't have time to react at all.

Lao Xiucai looked at the black bead and let out a sigh, there was ink flying in his eyes, and the whole person turned into a pen blade and appeared in front of Li Xiu in an instant, his thin palm was pushed forward, and the power of Wen Dao burst out, isolating the void and imprisoning the bead in front of him.

Bai Luoti breathed a sigh of relief.

Lao Xiucai reached out and pinched the bead.

Mo Qinghuan stood below, the palm clenched in her sleeve finally opened easily, and her knuckles were still a little white.

Redsleeves frowned, a little worried.

Xiong Fat was held in her arms, with disappointment in his eyes, thinking that this kid was really fateful, and he actually survived again.

The beads look unremarkable.

"Your Highness!"

An exclamation suddenly sounded in the crowd, and Lao Xiucai hurriedly turned around and saw a black gas burrowing into Li Xiu's body.

Red Sleeves exclaimed, and Mo Qinghuan's face turned pale.

Bear Fat whispered, feeling very happy.

That bead was actually just a disguise, and the real killing move was the trace of black qi seeping out of the ground.

Invisible and invisible.

Even if Lao Xiucai did his best to protect Li Xiu, he would relax his vigilance the moment he imprisoned the black column.

It was at this moment that the black qi entered Li Xiu's body, and then bloomed like a flower in his body.

The black rhizomes of the Dao crawled all over his body and his face in an instant.

Li Xiu's eyes closed, and his whole consciousness fell into darkness.

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No one knows what darkness is, and sometimes when they wake up at night, some people will think that it is dark when they open their eyes, and it is dark when they close their eyes.

So what's the difference between opening and closing your eyes?

Lao Xiucai stood in the sky, and Li Xiu floated behind him, his body seemed to be crawling with black vines.

Many people stood below and looked at the sky, shocked and speechless.

All this happened too suddenly, one moment His Royal Highness the Prince of the World was holding the Jade Order Talisman, and the next moment he was already alive and dead.

A sharp sword intent rose from Fenghe's body, and he turned to look at the rest of the Qingjiao Division, the long sword was unsheathed, and the sword light flashed away.

Chen Luo was not there, and no one in the Qingjiao Division stopped this sword.

Bai Luoti stood in front of those people and slashed the sword light with his sword.

Toyowa glanced at him and said nothing with a cold face.

Lao Xiucai took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, drew something on it and then punched it into Li Xiu's body, and those black rhizomes gradually disappeared and no longer appeared on the surface of the skin.

It's just that it's still hidden within the body and can't be eradicated.

Two men fell from the sky.

"What is this?"

Yang asked uncertainly.

Such a strange ability is certainly not a mortal thing.

Lao Xiucai sighed, it seemed to become more old in an instant, his eyes were a little complicated, and said, "This is the demon seed." ”

"Impossible!"

These words are like a snowstorm blowing up in the snowfield, smashing the last bit of luck in many people's hearts.

Mo Qinghuan rushed out of the crowd and hugged Li Xiu, and two strings of tears fell down on his beautiful face.

Yang was silent and stopped talking.

Bai Luoti pressed Feng He's shoulder and asked in a deep voice, "I don't know if Mr. Wu has a way to save the young master of my family?"

The young master of my family, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, this is a different way of calling after all.

"The national teacher and the dean may join forces, maybe it can. ”

Lao Xiucai thought about it and said.

"How much longer?"

Bai Luo asked.

Lao Xiucai stretched out his hand and tapped Li Xiu a few times, and the network threads woven by Dao ink crisscrossed his body, suppressing the burst of demon seeds: "I don't know." ”

The demon seed is an evil weapon that has survived from ancient times, its power is extremely powerful, but it is not tolerated by heaven and earth, once it appears, the germination of the fashion and it is easy to say, once it grows, it will be punished by heaven, and then both the demon seed and its host will die under the thunder tribulation.

Ashes.

Since ancient times, the number of times the demon seed has appeared is only a handful, and it is hard to imagine how the people of Changlin got their hands on it.

"I can only try my best to suppress the growth of the demon seed, but it is difficult to guarantee how long it will last. ”

Mo Qinghuan put his hand on Li Xiu's face, feeling that the world was extremely unfair.

Why was he born to bear three tribulations, and finally broke his fate, but now he is parasitic by the demon seed.

"I'll take him back to Chang'an and set off immediately. ”

Bai Luoti's chest rose and fell slightly, feeling a little remorseful.

"After a long journey, he would even die halfway through. ”

Lao Xiucai sighed, his eyes were full of regret, seeing a rising pride of heaven coming to an end, this is a very sad thing.

The faces of many people around him were ugly, they may have disagreed, but no one wanted Li Xiu to die, even Chen Xuance also had grief and regret in his eyes at this moment.

The demon seed means death.

Everyone knows this, but no one wants to admit it.

Long.

Mo Qinghuan stopped Bai Luoti, held Li Xiu's face and said softly: "If this is the last choice, then it should be up to him to do it himself." ”

"And he will definitely stay in Xiaonanqiao, where is the need to choose?"

Mo Qinghuan muttered, his cold voice trembling a little, and he rolled up the wind and snow of Xiaonanqiao with weakness and reluctance.

It doesn't matter if he carries wine to the moon or fights rice.

It doesn't matter if he is still a flash in the pan.

I only wish you were still April on earth.

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PS: The last few sentences are excerpted from the boy who is also here, I think it is very appropriate, the finishing touch.