Deng Jiukun's figure turned into a hazy light and shadow like a galaxy, passing away with the wind and scattered between heaven and earth.

Mu Qingying's eyes were red from crying, they were a little swollen, and the tears couldn't stop flowing, and she cried bitterly: "Brother Kun, don't leave me alone......"

She stretched out her hand in vain, desperately trying to grab something, leaving the last trace, and even regardless of her own injuries, she did not hesitate to use her great mana, and couldn't help coughing up wisps of blood.

However, it is like fishing for the moon in the water, making a shadow in the mirror, and everything is empty.

The moment of getting together is always so short, and there are too many joys and sorrows in life.

When the light and shadow completely dissipated, Mu Qingying fell to the ground with a puff, how could he still have the cold appearance of his usual days.

At this moment, she just wants her intended person to come back to life, and all the avenues and practices are left aside.

Mu Qingying's heart was like ashes, and she even had the idea of going with it, she hated it in her heart for hundreds of years, only to find out in the end that the stupidest person from beginning to end turned out to be herself.

There are 80,000 words in the world, but only love words are the most murderous.

At this moment, an object suddenly fell in mid-air, and the silver hairpin that was broken into two fell into her hand, crystal like jade, radiant and colorful, exuding a little spiritual brilliance, and the shape was like a lonely phoenix with folded wings.

It is this silver hairpin that carries the deepest love for a generation of demon lords.

"Heh......"

Mu Qingying's face showed a sad color, spread the silver hairpin in the palm of her hand, slowly raised it in front of her eyes, and choked speechlessly, this is the most precious thing for her, and she will cherish it for a lifetime.

"It's ......"

A look of surprise suddenly appeared on her face, because just now she sensed an extremely faint soul fluctuation coming from the silver hairpin.

Her eyes lit up, for fear that it was an illusion caused by her emotional excitement, and she sensed it carefully, and sure enough, she noticed the existence of a trace of mysterious soul power.

Mu Qingying's eyes suddenly radiated a sense of expectation, Deng Jiukun's remnant soul is still there, maybe there will be hope to reappear in the world in the future.

This discovery planted a seed of hope in her heart, just waiting for one day to break through the ground, Mu Qingying cried with joy, hugged the two silver hairpins tightly in her arms, and her eyes were full of brilliance!

......

Today's Hangzhou city looks a little chaotic, the streets and alleys are full of panicked pedestrians, as if they have encountered something terrible, and the turmoil originating from Jingci Temple has gradually spread to the whole city.

The demonic aura was soaring, the Dao light was boiling, and the demon-like image was deeply imprinted in their minds.

There are even many demons and evil spirits, taking advantage of the chaos of Jingci Temple, to mingle in the city, stealing people's essence and captivating people's souls.

Qiao Chen walked slowly on the street, lying on the white fox on his shoulder, surrounded by faces that looked a little flustered, he couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart, the suffering of all beings seems to have been like this since ancient times.

Looking up, with Ao You's death, the lead-colored clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, but it was still a little dark, and it was drizzling like cow hair.

Under this firmament, the most are all living beings, and the most worthless are all living beings. The so-called universal sentient beings may be more like a kind of mercy for the lower ones from the higher!

If sentient beings are not suffering, then why do we need these gods and Buddhas to come to Pudu, and if this world is a paradise, what is the meaning of the existence of gods and Buddhas?

But in the hearts of the world, gods and Buddhas are often tall, kind and righteous, and will uphold justice for them, believing that good and evil will be rewarded in the end.

The sentence "There is a god in the head three feet" said everything, which is really gratifying.

Congratulations.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, and the law of the jungle eats the strong, the eternal and unchanging truth.

If you want to break out of this strange circle, you can only take off the identity of the person who is controlled, make yourself stronger, and evolve from a mayfly that dies day and night to a dragon that rises high.

Until one day, when the controller is still giving you orders as before, you can give him a hard punch, and if one punch doesn't solve it, then two punches.

But if you want to do this, it is not easy to say, it is not necessary to have great perseverance, great wisdom cannot do it, and of course, the most important point: not afraid of death.

If you can't live uprightly, then you will die a vigorous death.

These thoughts just flashed away in Qiao Chen's peace of mind, and when he came to the end of the alley, he suddenly frowned, and noticed a faint demonic aura around him.

Looking sideways, it is a small courtyard, an old paulownia branch is horizontally oblique, and the leaves like a pu fan are born, like a canopy.

Qiao Chen'an pushed the door in, only to see a woman in the courtyard entangled with an evil man with a sharp beak and a slender tail behind him in some indescribable posture, crying and screaming.

On the ground next to him was the corpse of a young man, presumably the woman's husband.

The evil man sensed Qiao Chen'an's intrusion, and let out a vicious cry from his mouth, his eyes revealing scarlet killing intent, turning into a black shadow and rushing towards Qiao Chen'an.

Qiao Chen'an was motionless, his face was indifferent, he was lying lazily on his shoulder, but the white fox who seemed to be harmless to humans and animals suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold color flashed in his long and dark fox eyes, and he jumped out and turned into a white light!

Poof!

The blood flashed, and the evil man's head flew high, with a hint of horror in his eyes, and a bleak line of blood crossed in midair, and the headless corpse fell to the ground, and the light surged into its original form, a gray-haired monkey.

Huang Fu Xuan opened his mouth, and a stream of air rolled out, swallowing the corpse of the monkey demon into his mouth, and a look of human satisfaction appeared on his face, and it fell back on Qiao Chen'an's shoulder.

He is now a cultivator at the peak of the Qi Realm, and he is only one step away from being able to break through to the foundation, devouring and refining other demon cultivators will be of great help to his cultivation.

Ao You is the great demon of the Jindan Realm, even if Huangfu Xuan forcibly swallows it, he will not be able to refine the huge essence of that body, on the contrary, he will be propped up and die.

The reason why Qiao Chenan gave Ao You's corpse to Xiaoqing so boldly was naturally in consideration of this.

At this time, the woman in the courtyard got rid of the shackles of this demon, screamed, and rushed towards the courtyard wall.

She felt that she had no shame to live in this world, and chose to make a decision on her own.

Qiao Chen'an's brows jumped imperceptibly, and his expression gradually became cold, he could have stopped it, but he didn't do it.

To live is a kind of torment for the woman, and death may be the real relief.

Her heart is dead. Even if it is saved, it will be just a walking corpse in the future.

I don't know how many places in the world are still playing out such tragedies, even if he sympathizes with his heart, but his personal power is small, and he is powerless.

Sometimes, being affectionate is more painful than being ruthless.