The wandering soul was helpless, and Nie Ya often wondered what would be the case now if he hadn't been so obsessed with hatred in the first place.

Giving up hatred is not a good thing, but sometimes it is not.

Although some people lose everything in order to take revenge, there are also some people who lose everything because they did not avenge the people they love, and they regret it for life.

If Wu Wangfu had also avenged the king and killed Gou Jian in a rage to destroy the Yue Kingdom, would he not have the fate of being defeated and dying?

If a person can let his enemies go free and free even if his loved ones are killed, if he does not even have the courage to seek revenge on the wicked who killed innocent people, if everyone is so relieved and let the devil who destroys the beauty of the world go unpunished, then where is the truth and where is the justice?

Of course, it is not right to kill innocents indiscriminately for the sake of revenge, such as Nie Ya slaughtering Qing Cang's Manmen, but this has little impact on his current situation.

The truth of becoming a king and defeating a king is not uncommon, maybe God will punish the wicked, but if everything is waiting for God to punish, it will inevitably come too slowly and too degenerate.

What's more, people, gods, and immortals are part of heaven and earth, if everyone does not take revenge, and if everyone does not remove evil, whose hand should Heaven fake to remove violence and peace?

If you don't even go to Qing Cang for revenge, then how many innocent people will be hurt to a demon like him?

Although Nie Ya failed, it also brought him a lot of pain and suffering.

- For more than half a year, for more than half a year, Qing Cang has never had a chance to catch a beautiful woman, he is hungry and thirsty, and he has not killed anyone for a long time.

He vaguely remembered that the last person he killed was Nie Ya, but unfortunately he couldn't kill Nie Ya completely, but only destroyed Nie Ya's body.

Thinking of the name Nie Ya, he couldn't even eat.

He often scolded in his heart: "That hateful Nie Ya not only destroyed my arm twice, but also almost killed me, causing me to be scolded by the master and reprimanded by the master...... Bastard, sooner or later I'll find you and crush your soul with my own hands......"

He has made a vicious oath, and it is unknown whether he will be able to fulfill it.

It was raining, thunder was thundering on the ground, and Qing Cang was walking on the muddy mountain road, and the rain soaked his wound on his broken arm......

He reluctantly walked forward, although the reinforcements of the Heavenly Master were all withdrawn, but the Hopeless Heavenly Master and the Heavenly Machine did not give up looking for Nie Ya's whereabouts, so Qing Cang and many of his fellow disciples became the minions of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

In order to check their work attitude, the Hopeless Heavenly Master put a talisman on each person's body, which can record the distance of their trip, where they went, how long they walked, what they saw, and whether they reviewed it carefully, so Qing Cang did not dare to be lazy.

After crossing a mountain, Qing Cang was really tired of walking, and his heart was also annoyed, so he dared to enter a restaurant and asked for two pots of the best wine.

This tavern is located at the foot of the green hills, on a narrow path between the two mountains, where business travelers often pass by.

Qing Cang sat on a table by the window, slowly sipping the wine, looking at the pleasant scenery outside the window, he couldn't help but recall the time at home, when he wanted to snow when he wanted to, it would rain if he wanted it, he wanted the wind to be windy, he wanted to be beautiful and beautiful, and now he ......

"Hehe......" He could only ridicule himself with a sneer, he couldn't find Nie Ya as soon as possible, break him into thousands of pieces, and crush his bones and ashes!

In fact, Nie Ya was already worse than this, he didn't even have a single ash left, only the lonely three souls were wandering.

I happened to pass by this tavern today, but none of them expected that they would meet each other and acquaintances here......

- If the heart is not happy, it is a waste to drink any wine, because no matter how good the wine is, they will not be able to drink it. This is exactly what is true today.

The more he drank, the more boring he felt, because it was not as good as the wine he drank at home, and more importantly, he was not accompanied by beautiful women......

Knock, Qing Cang put the wine jug on the table heavily, and asked the shopkeeper, "Restaurant, is there any water in your wine?"

The bartender was a middle-aged fat man, and hurriedly replied: "Uncle, I am a small business here, although there is no good wine, but I dare not have a fake." ”

"Hmm!" Qing Cang sighed and nodded, "Yes, yes, yes......"

He believed the restaurant's words, but there was nowhere to vent the resentment in his heart, and he pointed to the bartender and said, "Come here!"

The bartender hurriedly walked over, standing in front of Qing Cang with a half-hunched body, Qing Cang suddenly slapped him in the mouth, snapped, stunned the bartender, and hurriedly asked, "Guest officer, why do you beat people?"

He covered his face with his hand, and his face was swollen five or six inches high, so frightened that he shrank his neck, "You, you ......" Even the voice of the speaker changed, and he pointed at Qingcang with his hand and asked, "Who are you?"

Qing Cang said: "I am Qing Cang!"

The bartender looked at him in surprise, and suddenly fell to his knees, "I beg Lord Qingcang to spare my life, I beg Lord Qingcang to spare my life...... The small one is the Eight Hundred Miles Heavenly Master's Mansion, and there is no hope for the subjects of the Heavenly Master......!

His words became more and more unclear, his tongue was numb, his mouth was wooden, he knew that he was poisoned, and this poison had to be solved by Qingcang.

Qing Cang smiled slightly and said, "Are there any beautiful women around here?"

The bartender was stunned again, and the subjects of Qingcang's proud Eastern Kingdom had heard of it.

There is no village in front of this place, there is no store in the back, where to find a beauty for him?

If you want to say that she is a beauty, there is one, and that is his daughter who has just turned eighteen, but what father in the world is willing to give his daughter to someone like Qingcang to spoil him?

The bartender shook his head.

Qing Cangqi glared, "No?"

"Well, no. ”

"Really?"

"Well, not really. ”

"Without you, we have to die. Qing Cang stood up abruptly from the stool.

The bartender was also a little bloody, and said, "Not really." ”

Qing Cang gritted his teeth angrily, "Call your wife out!"

The bartender tried to say, "Neither does his wife," but his wife rushed out.

Dressed in emerald green clothes, wearing gold and silver, with a goose egg face, neither red nor white, he saw his husband kneeling on the ground, leaned forward, twisted the bartender's ear with his hand, and said, "Look at your little breath, what do you look like? ”

The bartender was very worried, stood up tremblingly, and before he could speak, he saw her wife pinch her waist, point to Qing Cang's nose and say, "What's the matter?

Although the bartender's wife has a goose egg face, she is not very dressed, her hair is a little messy, and her facial features are very ordinary, so she is not a beauty.

Qing Cang rubbed his nose and lifted his pants again, he didn't look down on a woman with such a look, but he had been lonely for a long time, especially her pungent energy, which made him have a desire to conquer, and sneered: "Yo he! It's quite flavorful!"

The bartender's wife rolled up her sleeves and said with a cruel smile: "I still want to let you go!" Tell you, the old lady is a half-immortal, and if you drink in the old lady's shop, you have to give money. ”

The bartender wanted to explain for Qing Cang, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his wife slapped him and fell to the ground.

"It's none of your business. ”

The old man couldn't help laughing, he thought that the woman really didn't know the height of the sky, and she was only a half-immortal, and she still wanted to do it with herself, which was too self-conscious.

How did he know that the woman thought that he was a disabled person, and dared to eat the overlord's meal, which was really arrogant.

The woman swooped forward, trying to give Qingcang a mouthful, but when she saw that the palm of her hand was about to arrive, Qingcang's person suddenly disappeared.

The woman looked for Qingcang again, but she was already behind her, and Qingcang had a chance to make a move, but she was too lazy to do it.

The woman's slap rounded and pulled it over again, but Qing Cang didn't hide this time, just exhaled lightly.

The woman only felt that this breath was really foul, and she opened her mouth, wow, and spit out all the dog meat buns she had eaten in the morning on the ground.

The Qingcang laughed proudly, and then saw that the woman had collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and her limbs twitched and weak, obviously she had been poisoned by Qingcang.

Qing Cang slowly squatted beside the woman, and asked with a smug smile, "How is it?