Section 8 Your Own Way
Wake up slowly, the pain all over his body continues to stimulate the nerves in his brain, Rao is Luohe has died countless times in the blood-colored world, and he has long been a little numb to the ordinary physical pain, but the pain of murderous qi entering the body still tortures him to death. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The hideous blood-colored skeleton appeared in front of Luo He's eyes.
He had just woken up from a coma, but instead of feeling half afraid and frightened by the terrifying scene in front of him, he had an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
"Yes...... Is it you?" The feeling of weakness spread all over the body, and at this time, Luohe couldn't lift any strength up and down his body, and the whole person collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.
"Huh...... You...... Feel it?" The beauty of the sound reached Luo He's ears. It's not that it's crisp and beautiful, but it's like a soft tune that seeps into the soul and soothes the heart in your hands.
The person in the memory, the voice was as cold as frost, with a piercing chill, it was definitely not like this, exactly, what was going on, could it be that there was something wrong with the memory?
When she came into view, she was not like ordinary people, with more or less red marks on her body. Most of the people Luohe comes into contact with are people from the rivers and lakes, and their hands must be covered with all kinds of blood, even if they are Qingling Zhenren of the Qingxin Sect, Mu Sha and others, they will inevitably have a bloody atmosphere.
But the person in front of him didn't have a little red light, but emitted a soft white light all the time, and the feeling of comfort and warmth seemed to be felt from here.
And all of this is also impossible. According to rumors in the rivers and lakes, the souls under her hands are hundreds of times more than Luohe itself, and even the bloody aura on the body of the dead Tantric Old Demon is obviously extremely strong, what is going on?
"I can't understand, what's wrong?" barely supported himself, the feeling of soreness and pain lingered on his arm, Luo He couldn't support it, and collapsed again.
"Scarlet World...... Killing Shock...... Can't stand it...... will become just like them......" Blood Skeleton's words were faint, but they were very comfortable to listen to. With a simple sentence, Luo He understood why this happened.
"Then what are we, the carriers of killing?" Luo He frowned, he was unwilling to let his fate be dictated by something that was fundamentally inevitable.
"The path you choose...... Carry ...... yourself" The blood skeleton got up and turned into an elegant red shadow, which was fleeting.
"Why do you want to help me?" Looking at the departing figure, Luo He asked softly, his voice was so small that it seemed that even he was about to lose his hearing.
A boneless palm gently stroked Luo He's chest. The palm was slightly spitted, and Luo He's whole person spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was thrown backwards.
"Huh...... I don't like it...... The self-proclaimed smart ......" with a hideous and terrifying skull mask and a blood skeleton reappeared in front of Luo He, leaving only a word, and disappeared without a trace.
Qingyuan City, in the secret room of Qingtian Pavilion, Qi Yu was meeting with a distinguished guest, a distinguished guest who could not even offend the head of Qingtian Sect.
The distinguished guest was wrapped in purple clothes, and his face was not very clear, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and his eyes were cloudy.
Rao is Qi Yu's current identity, and he doesn't dare to have the slightest disrespect for the distinguished guest in front of him.
"Little baby, but as you said, I will tell the old man the news after the matter is completed. Little baby, if you have other ideas, believe it or not, the old man can make you disappear in an instant?" The distinguished guest's voice was mixed with hoarse and strange feelings, and Qi Yu only felt that the air around him seemed to be a little colder.
With a slight wave of the guest's hand, a stone bench in the secret room suddenly foamed at the white foam, and in less than a few breaths, a huge stone bench turned into a little bit of a base.
"Pap, papa" Qi Yu was a little stunned, and couldn't help but pat his palm, forcibly piled up a smile on his face, and said respectfully: "Yes, yes, the Ten Thousand Poison Demon Venerable is worthy of being the Ten Thousand Poison Demon Venerable, but in that place, it is said that there is a bloody legend Blood Skull guarding it, even if the Pavilion Master informs Your Excellency of the news......"
"This is not firm, you little baby is worried. Although the blood skeleton is famous, it is not in the eyes of the old man. A little girl, even if she cultivates from her mother's womb in the sky, how much ability can she have? The old man's poison is not vegetarian. The Ten Thousand Poison Demon Venerable Purple Heart Man smiled, obviously quite confident in his own ability. How can they live long without self-confidence?
Stretching out his hand and inhaling, a stone bench in the distance moved behind him at once under the suction of the purple heart man's majestic internal strength. A stone bench weighing more than dozens of catties can be easily sucked, and the single-handed skills of the Zixin people are indeed unbelievable and unfathomable. At least as far as the current Qi Yu is concerned, it will never be possible.
"What the old man promised you, the old man will do. A drug that controls people's minds for a period of time, and has no sequelae, is definitely worth the price. But little baby, you don't want the old man to do anything else, the price is one yard to one yard, and the old man personally sells this price, and you can't afford it. The purple heart man touched his chin and looked at Qi Yu, with a strange smile on his face.
"This is natural, since I have promised you, what I promised you will be delivered on time. Qi Yu looked embarrassed, facing such an outrageous guy with extremely terrifying poisonous skills and high skills, he also felt that the pressure was doubled.
"Okay, enough talked, the old man doesn't like to stay in this breathless ghost place. The Purple Heart Man stretched out his hand and pushed it, and the secret door of the stone room, weighing hundreds of catties, was blasted out of a big hole, and a ray of purple light flashed, and the Purple Heart Man had already disappeared into the range of Qingtian Pavilion.
Qi Yu knew very well in his heart that this Ten Thousand Poison Demon Venerable was definitely doing this to establish authority. The stone gate that landed hundreds of catties on the ground, even the division commander in the door was difficult to break, if it weren't for the combination of poisonous power and internal strength, it would definitely not be so easy for the purple heart people to get out.
In order to be able to get rid of Luohe, the price Qi Yu paid was not small. But because of the appearance of the Purple Heart, he decided that all plans had to be advanced. He didn't want to have an imperfect wedding, so he wanted Luohe to die completely, or disappear, before the wedding.
Since the fire lit by the rumors on the rivers and lakes is not enough, Qi Yu will add another more ruthless. The crusade of the rivers and lakes will definitely not easily shake Luohe, so hit him with what he can't bear the most.
Love can change a person completely, for good or for evil.
If you go a way, you have to go to the end, Qi Yu is like this, and so is Luohe.
The path you choose, the consequences, can only be borne by yourself.