Neutral villain: Man of Destiny, why are you lame?

"By the way, Qinghe, why did you come to this ghost domain?"

Luo Qinghe frowned when he saw Qing'er who was still lying on the ground so cute and pitiful, and his beautiful black eyebrows furrowed.

What are you still doing here?
court death? !
With a twitch of Cong Congyu's fingers, she completely disregarded her begging and wiped away Qing'er's pinch.

How could Brother Qin Tian say it from your mouth?
Other cats and dogs are fine, but you, a little soul, dare to get involved? !
just shouting?

You can't even shout!
Qin Tian looked at Luo Qinghe's brows furrowed in embarrassment, his crotch felt cold, and he hurriedly closed his legs.

joke!

The second brother can't stand it!

Seeing Luo Qinghe's frowning frown relax, Qin Tian felt relieved, but when he was about to speak, she opened her mouth slightly.

"Brother Qin Tian, ​​it's okay to tell you. I sensed an evil aura coming from here, so I wanted to take a look, but I ran into you unexpectedly."

Qin Tian nodded, now this ghost domain is really strange, with a strange aura everywhere.

"If brother doesn't dislike it, would you like to come with me? It's just...you can't do it like this..."

Luo Qinghe looked at Qin Tian's lower body and laughed foolishly.

"Brother, what are you hiding? It's not like Qinghe hasn't seen it before."

Qin Tian scratched his head, and tilted his body slightly so that Qinghe could not see his whole face. How can I say this feeling of being watched, just like the mood of the naked beauty he was looking at.

Simply put, it sucks!

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble."

Qin Tian hurriedly put on his clothes, coughed twice, and then walked to Luo Qinghe's side.

"Then let's go!"

……

Court of God.

It is still as dark as before, and all kinds of evil and filth have soaked the holy land that should have been full of divinity, and all kinds of filth are still wandering and circulating in it aimlessly.

Located on the most central throne.

A complete human figure, a figure in plain clothes slowly raised its head.

The shackles are like layers of wild vines, spreading from all directions and finally gathering at his feet, locking him firmly on the throne.

It seems that it was because he hadn't moved for a long time, there was an inexplicable sound similar to the kaba kaba of bones rubbing against his body, and at the same time, there was a "cracking" sound of shackles rubbing against each other.

The eyes that have not seen the sun and the moon for too long are slowly opened, but there is only endless madness in them.

Qin Tian, ​​he turned out to be Qin Tian!
He gently caressed the rusty sword beside him which had already been covered with dirt due to filth, and the sword trembled uncontrollably, and finally broke into several pieces with the sound of "click".

He lowered his head, staring blankly at the broken sword, his eyes were filled with joy!
1000 years old!

1000 years old!

He opened his mouth slowly, but only foul language came out.

Now the last object of the ban has been broken, and in time he can see the light of day again!

He opened his mouth suddenly, and a violent roar lingered in the divine court.

His mouth is constantly tearing backwards in a posture that is difficult for ordinary people to complete. Some tentacles can be seen swelling the top of the skin, but it still seems unable to break through the blockade of the physical body!
Damn!
Damn!
He roared loudly, and how many filthy things were shattered under his roar, but even so, he couldn't break through!

time!

I need time!
I need more, more madness!

……

In the distance where no one noticed, a small crack suddenly appeared on the ground, and a pair of pale golden eyes cautiously observed the movement of "him" on the throne!

Seeing that he did not break through the shackles, and finally returned to calm after roaring for a while, he quietly closed the crack.

It's just that the broken sword still frightens him, because it means that their time is running out!

You must tell your ancestors quickly!

The young man followed the underground passage, relying on the guidance of the already dim Ye Mingzhu, and finally arrived at the retreat place of the ancestor!
If it weren't for the blood of these night pearls and their own ethnic group, their eyes would have degenerated in the darkness that lasted tens of millions of years, and they would have become "blind" like other ethnic groups.

"Ancestor, ancestor, something is wrong! The holy sword! The holy sword has been broken! And, and..."

The boy knelt on the ground and spoke loudly towards the tightly closed stone gate, pouring out the fear all over his body, and the voice echoed in the cave for a long time, endlessly!

He is still young, he has not seen the sun, moon and stars that only exist in books, and he has not seen the clear lake water that can be seen at a glance. He does not want to die yet!
After a long time, a distant sigh came back...

"Okay, I see, you go back first..."

"But Patriarch..."

The young man still wanted to argue, but he only felt an uncontrollable force lift him up, and when he didn't come, he rushed to speak and sent himself out of the cave.

In the stone room, a dry, skeleton-like figure sat cross-legged on the stone bed, as if dead, motionless, only the slight rise and fall of his chest proved that he was still alive.

An indistinct wave surged from his body, if you discern carefully, it turned out to be the breath of a god!

A black blade quietly floated above his head, as if it was constantly being nourished by his divine power, and at the same time, strands of black mist seeped from the wall and blended into it bit by bit. In this blade!
He was actually refining his sword with madness!

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were full of helplessness and unwillingness!

Almost!
Almost!
It's almost finished with this blade that can kill madness!
If you give me another hundred years...

but……

As the saying goes, nine things are not perfect, how can there be perfect things?

Luo Qingyi stood up slowly, and with his movements, his body began to change, his muscles began to swell, and his dry skin gradually became plump. When he was fully fighting, he had already returned to his original appearance!

The first thing he did after getting up was to bow to the skin that was still sitting on the throne!
Tens of thousands of years ago, he was just a handyman sweeping the floor of the Shenting. The disaster came too suddenly, and the high-level officials were destroyed in an instant. If "he" hadn't helped, the inheritance of the Shenting would have been cut off!
But fortunately, "he" sealed the Lord of Madness in his body when he was dying, and bought them 500 million years of peace and stability!

500 million years!

Even the stones in the latrine are about to become fine!
And Luo Qingyi relied on the huge heritage left by Shenting to rise to the god level abruptly during this period of time, and now he is breaking through to a higher level!
And there is more than one like him!
Luo Huasheng didn't want to die, and he didn't want to die for nothing!