Mu Xingqiu woke up.

He didn't feel like he was sleeping, it felt more like climbing up in an endless abyss, it was cold to the bone, there was not a single light above him, and suddenly, without warning, there was a light in front of him, so bright that he couldn't see anything.

First, the voice came to his ears, a sharp scream, an angry roar, as if there was a fierce battle going on around him, but he didn't care.

Then came the sight, red, like blood, like flames, could it be that he had been sent to the furnace?

Finally, the blood flowed again, the meridians worked again, memories sprung up in his head, and he remembered who he was and why he was here, but he still didn't care.

It was so boring and had nothing to do with him, Mu Xingqiu just wanted to get out of here because he felt it was difficult to breathe.

There was indeed a battle going on in front of him, with a blood-red Kirin on one side and two or three hundred demon clans on the other.

It was a flea, Mu Xingqiu remembered this name, but he didn't have any corresponding feelings, and even felt that this name was strange and ugly, and it was hard to imagine that it was the name he gave a few years ago.

The fleas rushed and killed without distinction between friend and foe, and the sword struck it like the finest steel in the slash, making a crisp sound, leaving no scars, and all kinds of witchcraft swirling around it, but they were like stones thrown at a swimming fish in the water, and they flew over their heads without even touching the edge.

The flea picked up a demon clan and threw him into the sea of fire in the sky, and the screams stopped abruptly, the whole demon was not enough for the fire of the hidden dragon and the poisonous white vapor to plug between the teeth.

Something was yelling in his ears, Mu Xingqiu turned his head to look, and saw that the bald man was screaming the name of the flea in a panic - it was really noisy, he thought, and he wanted to move away, only to find himself leaning on a heavy body, a thick and hairy arm through the armpit. The hoop was on his chest.

The roar sounded overhead, mixed with the bald man's scream, one thick and one brittle, doubly annoying, Mu Xingqiu struggled hard, got rid of the restraints, and staggered forward, he had not yet recovered his control over his body, and his legs walked awkwardly.

There were several people lying on the ground, Xin Youtao, Xiao Hao, Meng Xu, Yin Bushen and Gao Fuwei. He could call out his name, but he only felt that they were blocking the way, and he tried to raise his legs high to avoid them - maybe they were all dead, Mu Xingqiu's heart was still unfazed.

"Mu Xingqiu!"

Someone was calling his name, Mu Xingqiu hesitated for a moment before turning his head, because he had no feelings for this name, it was Yang Qingyin, holding the Frost Soul Sword in one hand. Holding Lao Jun's clutch in one hand to cast a spell, the fingertips of the clutch were against Xiao Qingtao's forehead, and there was a large strange fire in the air, which seemed to be blocking the fire of the hidden dragon in all directions.

He didn't feel that he had anything to say to Yang Qingyin. Even the Frost Soul Sword couldn't arouse his interest, he just wanted his legs to be obedient, so he continued to stagger forward.

There was a madman in the way, and he thought for a moment before he remembered his name. Qi Yeman, that's right, it's the wolf king. They didn't officially meet, he was seen by a little soul demon through Guò, when the wolf king killed another wolf demon.

Now, Qi Yemang seemed to be killing himself, raising his arms high, constantly turning in circles, staggering like Mu Xingqiu, with a knife stuck in his back, blood flowing onto the knife, and then turning into a line that rose into the air, spreading into an umbrella shape in the air for more than ten zhang.

It's a strange and cruel witchcraft again, which fits quite well with the scene at hand.

"Mu Xingqiu. Yang Qingyin shouted again, a little more puzzled in his voice.

Tired of the pampered and arrogant daughter of the Daomen, who had to answer everyone at once, he turned a deaf ear to the cries, and tried with all his strength to regain control of his legs, which was more important than a series of boring calls, more important than the imminent life and death.

"You, the great enemy of the wolf demon, should die in front of me!" Qi Ye stretched out his arms to block the way, and the blood umbrella above his head was like a huge canopy.

"Are you going to patrol the territory? Get such a big umbrella. Mu Xingqiu hoped that the wolf king would let him go, and he didn't feel that he was the enemy's enemy in his heart, and it was as difficult to raise his arm as it was to take a step, so he finally stretched out his right arm and shook it twice.

Qi Yeman didn't avoid it, and there was another person blocking the road in front of him, it was a bald man, with a lonely head, and his face flashed with great joy, "Brother Xiaoqiu! Brother Xiaoqiu! You finally woke up, stop the flea, it doesn't seem to know me." ”

"Is there any benefit to knowing you?" Mu Xingqiu said coldly, and the boredom in his heart became stronger and stronger.

The bald man was stunned, he didn't resist when he was pushed aside, and looked at Mu Xingqiu blankly, as if he had been poured a basin of cold water on his head.

Qi Yemang was bound in a narrow range by the demon technique, so he was very happy that Mu Xingqiu walked straight to him, staring at the wolf demon's great enemy viciously with his eyes.

Mu Xingqiu was stopped, he didn't know how to change direction, he could only reach out and push the obstacle in front of him.

The four arms are intertwined like two clumsy black bears frolicking. Mu Xingqiu's strength is even greater, he doesn't understand where his strength comes from, Qi Yeman's arm is as fragile as a straw stick, and it will be broken into two at the touch of his hand.

"Don't kill the Wolf King, he's still useful!" a voice behind him shouted, it sounded a little familiar, and if he thought about it carefully, he should be able to remember, but Mu Xingqiu was not interested in this, he just wanted to move forward, he just wanted to regain control of this disobedient body.

Qi Yeman was pushed down, looking at the severed arms in horror and anger, gritting his teeth and refusing to scream, the blood on his back flowed faster, and some of them dripped to the ground, instead of rising into the air and turning into blood umbrellas.

Mu Xingqiu raised his leg and stepped past the wolf king, he felt a little better, at least his body was not so shaky, and his limbs were also obeying, he was happy and proud that he could lift one foot one foot high.

There were still a few demon clans in front, and they didn't block the way, and quickly got out of the way, Mu Xingqiu liked such demons.

Quiet behind him, Yang Qingyin, bald, and old ...... The voices were all gone, and only one thing still refused to let him be quiet, and the Kirin rushed over, lowered his head, and attacked with two horns.

"Brother Xiaoqiu. The bald man muttered, wanting to fly over to help, but was stopped by Yang Qingyin, "Don't go over, bald, let him deal with it himself." ”

She finally said the right thing, Mu Xingqiu thought to herself. Raise your hands and prepare to meet the two forked sharp horns. He was worried that he wasn't fast enough, but when the unicorn horn rushed to his side, his arms grabbed the base of the horn with lightning speed as if he had come to life.

The Qilin let out a low roar, the ground shook slightly, the Taiyin Fire and Blood Umbrella in the air shook violently and shrank, Yang Qingyin hurriedly increased his mana before regaining his position.

The shape shì is even more critical, and the little green peach can't support it for long. When Qi Ye's blood finally flowed, the strange Shijun in the clutches of the devil stopped squeaking, Mu Xingqiu finally woke up, but he was a completely different person, and Yang Qingyin didn't know what to do next.

Mu Xingqiu was shocked by the roar of the Qilin, which made him angry, and his arms were even harder, pressing the Qilin's head to the ground. He vaguely remembered that he could spell, but he didn't want to think about it. He felt that the strength of these two arms was enough, and he liked the feeling of power coming from his muscles, and even admired this feeling.

The unicorn kept roaring, causing the fire of Taiyin and the blood umbrella to shake the storm. Yang Qingyin dealt with it carefully, feeling more and more powerless.

"Strange History. She cried out inwardly.

The Strange Historian in the clutches of the devil finally spoke, "I'm afraid things are not good, and the method of re-destruction usually changes the personality of the recipient. It's no wonder that there are always some emotional breaks after coming back from the dead. The average person hasn't changed much, just a little more selfish. I care more about my own interests. In fact, this is a good thing, and the Taoist priest's desperate practice of abandoning desires is wrong......"

Yi Shijun is right, the demonic Taoist priests have some changes in their personalities after accepting the method of re-destruction, the most obvious is the loss of their deep worship of the Taoist system, Gan Zhiquan and Gan Zhiwei regard brotherhood as more important than a qiē, which is impossible for normal Taoist priests.

But what Yang Qingyin wanted to hear was not these, what she cared about was Mu Xingqiu.

"Mu Xingqiu's changes may be greater, he has been responsible for other people, and the heavy responsibilities on his shoulders are one after another, he is tired of it, but he persists, and the method of destroying it may cut off this persistence. It may also have something to do with the fact that he has eaten the Demon Transformation Pill, and Qi Wusupreme has changed my spell beyond recognition, and even I can't say what effect it will have. ”

Yang Qingyin didn't understand too much, and Yi Shijun explained: "All in all, Mu Xingqiu used to be more responsible than everyone else, so after receiving the law, he was more selfish than everyone else. But fortunately, he is also trapped here, and if he wants to save himself, he has to save everyone, as well as the demon clan. ”

Yang Qingyin didn't believe that the recipient of the Dharma had lost his love for the Dao system, she could understand that it was originally a character that was slowly formed during the cultivation process, but Mu Xingqiu was different, he often helped the weak before he condensed his qi into a pill, and even dared to rob his relatives as early as when he didn't know what the system was.

It is his nature to be responsible, how can it be destroyed by the law of re-destruction?

"People are complex, and the method of re-destruction is also complicated, and no one can think of the consequences in advance. ”

Yi Shijun said it very easily, and Yang Qingyin even felt that this soul demon was more fond of Mu Xingqiu with this kind of personality now.

All the demon clans retreated to Yang Qingyin's side, looking at the one person and one unicorn competing uneasily.

The flea roar faded and slowly turned into a wail, and Mu Xingqiu suddenly increased his strength and knocked the Qilin to the ground.

The unicorn flipped over and slammed into the ground, and immediately jumped to its feet and ran to the edge of the safety zone, one front hoof swaying on the ground, and its eyes red as if they were about to drip blood.

Mu Xingqiu was hearty, because he finally regained control of his body, until he saw the Taoist priest not far in front of him, and his mood became gloomy again.

The Taoist priest sat on a wooden plank, surrounded by debris, and nothing that happened just now could make him open his eyes.

"You seem to be a little younger again. Mu Xingqiu slowly approached, and his tone was a yin and yang weirdness that he had never had, "Zuo Liuying, Zuo Liuying, you will always sacrifice others to fulfill yourself, what benefits can you get this time?"

Zuo Liuying finally opened his eyes, on his wrinkled face, only these eyes still remained young, and he stared at Mu Xingqiu carefully for a while, "You finally admit defeat." ”

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