devil in heart

[Three kowtows, the tower falls down]

"Kindergarten principal..." Jing An rubbed his chin, then suddenly looked at Xie Qi, "Do you think there are any good people around us?"

"Me." Xie Muyou smiled, he was in a good mood at the moment, contentedly reminiscing about Jing An's surprised expression just now.

As for the kindergarten principal, it really wasn't that he deliberately paid attention to the case.But when Ding Yu asked God, he saw the head of the garden standing behind the crowd, and Xie Qi couldn't ignore the blood around him.Even the resentment that the middle-aged man had tainted a long time ago came back to life.

Que's case should not be his first murder.Xie Muyou felt a familiar aura from him, but it was fleeting.

"You..." Jing An narrowed his eyes and looked at Xie Muyou, who was particularly embarrassing today, and slightly parted his thin lips, "Are you human?"

Xie Muyou: "..."

"Huh?" Jing An leaned over, his voice hit his cheek, and his fingers stroked his forehead, "Are you human? Don't you have horns?"

Xie Muyou quickly covered his forehead, as if he had returned to the time when he was dominated by Jing An.

The two were chattering away when suddenly they saw the big fat bird that had fallen asleep and woke up: "It's on fire, it's on fire, its feathers are on fire!"

"Birds also have nightmares?" Jing An folded his arms and looked at the white peacock who could direct and act in a play by himself if given a stage.

The white peacock protested: "It's not a dream, it's not a dream." While talking, he jumped, as if his feathers were really burned.

"It's not a dream." Xie Qi said categorically, for people like them, dreams always have omens or hints.

Dreams are either past or future.

Since the white peacock can develop spiritual intelligence, there must be something unusual.

"It's a sign of a dream."

"It's not a dream sign." Jing An murmured, his eyes fell in the distance.

"what?"

"It's not a dream, it's reality." Jing An pointed to the fire in the distance, "That place is on fire."

As soon as he got out of the bamboo building, Xie Qi turned around and ran away. Seeing that he had no intention of running towards the gate, Jing An quickly called him back. The wind was so strong at night that he almost yelled: "Where are we going?!"

Xie Muyou made three talismans in his hands, and took pictures of himself, Jing An and Bai Peacock respectively: "Fire Avoidance Talisman." And the two witty spirits got into Xie Muyou's backpack when they saw the fire, and accompanied him. Holding the owner's urn.

"Let's go to the patriarch."

"You still care about his life?" Jing An raised his eyebrows. In previous scenes, the patriarch imprisoned Ding Yu in the water prison because she indulged Teng Qibo instead of killing Zhiwu.He still couldn't see that the patriarch had already known about the death of this great-great-grandson.

"You need to ask about Teng Qibo and bloodthirsty Gu, and about Yin Shisan. The clothes of the person who set fire to Yin's house have Que's pattern on them."

Jing An was angry and impatient, although he knew that Xie Qi would be fine, but seeing him rushing into the sea of ​​flames like this was not pleasing to his eyes.

And he was really entangled by the patriarch, should he be saved or not?

They could watch him kill himself, but they couldn't throw a living person into the flames.

Xie Muyou's hands and feet were fast, and a few thousand paper cranes were released, and soon there was a reply.

A group of people followed Thousand Paper Cranes to the Tower of Gods.

To their surprise, these people did not hide, but knelt in front of the gods tower and begged the gods to bless them.

"Are you guys stupid? Why don't you run away when you're on fire?" Jing An couldn't hold back his violent temper, his voice echoed in front of the tower.

When he went down, a child cried out with a wow.

An old woman said tremblingly: "I can't get out, I can't get out."

can not go out?

Xie Qi squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, only feeling how ironic this scene was.

The gold-plated peacock on the gate was burned red in the fire, and the sound of the Nu River could still be heard, but for some reason, the way to the water prison, that is, to the waterfall, was blocked by the raging fire.

He walked over the crowd into the divine tower, and tapped the patriarch's shoulder kneeling in front of the statue of the Black Dragon Immortal Monarch: "Answer me a few questions."

Without waiting for the patriarch to get angry, Xie Muyou asked impatiently: "What is the function of bloodthirsty Gu?"

The patriarch opened his mouth, and Xie Qi twitched the corners of his mouth: "I can ask Xianjun to manifest, but you can't, so answer my question obediently. After answering, Xianjun will manifest."

In fact, stripping away the gorgeous name of the patriarch, he is just an old man over eighty years old, but he has too much and wants too much, and those eyes that should be loving are smoked by the desire for power. calculating.

Xie Muyou didn't want to ink with him, so he drew out his cast iron sword and pressed it against his neck: "Say."

"I said, I said—" The patriarch finally got scared, knowing that these two people were hard bones, so he had to confess honestly.

Bloodthirsty Gu is actually just as they know, nothing special, the reason why it is a forbidden technique is because the person who manipulates Bloodthirsty Gu must plant a mother Gu, and the mother Gu feeds on the flesh and blood of the operator.

Every seven to seventy-nine days, I have to suffer from a heart-piercing pain.

That kind of pain is not something ordinary people can bear.

The patriarch didn't know when Teng Qibo got the mother Gu and when he planted it on himself.But what he is more concerned about is that Teng Qibo ran away and took away his last heart and blood. He has few days left to live...

Xie Qi listened to him babbling about Teng Qibo's rare pure yang fate, and also said that almost all the clansmen knew that Teng Qibo had used his life to extend his own since Teng Qibo was eight years old. A little miss.

If that person knew...

No, he already knew.For example, now, Jing An is thinking about how to demolish this place, he is not human, but these real human beings are not worthy of being human at all.

"What about Yin Shisan?"

"Who? What?"

Xie Muyou briefly described it, made sure that he really didn't know, and continued to ask.

"Then do you know how bloodthirsty Gu can control the demon?" Xie Muyou still has not figured out why Teng Qibo tried to control it by cultivating a gluttonous demon.

"Demon?" The patriarch shook his head blankly, another term he had never heard before.

Xie Muyou grabbed his neckline, staring at him with a pair of deep eyes, until the patriarch lost consciousness, he let go and let him fall back to the ground.

"How?" Jing An couldn't wait to ask, since Xie Muyou stared at the old man, he had disliked him.No matter how I looked at it, I felt that the scene in front of me was particularly annoying.

"He didn't lie, I may have gone in the wrong direction." Xie Muyou rubbed his forehead, feeling apologetic.

If they had known earlier, they wouldn't have to make such a trip, and they wouldn't have to ruin Jing An's long-awaited trip.

"If I had known earlier, wouldn't I have missed their stories?"

Jing An pointed to his bag, he was referring to the story of Bai Xu and Qu Hanqing.

He was also touched by their affairs, such as caring, like liking... He saw Xie Qi's serious apology, and saw cuteness from that expressionless face.

"That's right." Xie Qiyi smirked and felt relieved.

It's just that he thought a little more than Jing An, if this trip got rid of this old enemy, it wouldn't be a waste of time.He slammed the iron-forged sword that shattered like mud into the floor tiles.

Otherwise, with that person's character, even if he regained his memory and knew about the past, he would definitely not bother to care about them.

Jing An can ignore it, but he can't.

He walked out of the tower with the patriarch, and knelt down firmly with his back to everyone under the eyes of everyone and Jing An's surprised and annoyed eyes.

"Although the people of the Que clan are guilty of serious crimes, there are deceptions, killings, and treachery... There are those who disrespect the immortal king, those who do not believe in the immortal king, and those who use the immortal king. Although there are many mistakes, but the immortal king reads There are still children who don't know the world, babies who are still in their infancy, and unborn fetuses. The immortal king is lenient, and he has the grace to establish the family thousands of years ago. Today, he boldly begs the immortal king again to give rain to save the Que family from the fire and water. "After that, his forehead hit the ground firmly.

Once, twice.

The people behind him also kowtowed down with him, chanting what Xie Muyou just said.

The third time, Xie Muyou knocked on the palm.

He looked up at Jing An who stretched out a palm with a serious expression, and smiled too.

"Look, it's raining, and Xianjun has appeared."

It was raining, and following his words, big raindrops fell.

Everyone was jumping for joy, but two people were still standing still.

One wants to knock, and the other does not let him knock.

"That's a clay doll."

"Yeah, that's fake." Xie Muyou smiled, and rubbed his rain-covered palms affectionately, with a hint of joy in his laughter: "Then let them see what is real." of."

A golden light flashed, and before the Que clan had time to celebrate the extinguishment of the fire, they saw the body of the tower of the gods who had blessed them crack open.

Accompanied by the bursting sound of the dragon chant, a flying sword wrapped in golden light flew into the clouds from the cracked top of the tower with terrifying momentum.

"Xianjun... flew away?" A child cried out in fear.

What Xie Muyou said just now appeared in everyone's mind.

There are those who disrespect the Immortal Monarch, those who do not believe in the Immortal Monarch, and those who take advantage of the Immortal Monarch...

The tower of the gods collapsed, and the statue inside was also cracked.

"What is that..." Xie Qi muttered to himself looking at the hazy fire in the statue.

Suddenly his long and narrow phoenix eyes widened, and the scene from a thousand years ago came to mind, and he quickly squeezed a tactic with his fingers. In that group of red light.

Xie Muyou leaned forward and fell into Jing An's arms due to loss of strength, and after a while, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Fast, fast, go faster.

Xie Muyou bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood. The iron cast sword glowed red, and quickly wiped out the fire in the statue.

In another place, a man in red suddenly opened his eyes, and just as he was about to count his fingers, someone came to report him.

"Master, Qianmian has something to ask to see."

"Say."

"Yin Shisan was captured by us."

"Heh, you know what I want you to do, where is Cui Yu?"

Qian Mian flinched a bit, and said bravely, "Cui Yu was let go by the patriarch of the Que clan."

"Thousand faces." The man in red got up from the soft couch, walked in front of her with strides, and raised her chin with his fingers, "It's your ruthlessness that made you survive, don't let me down again."

"Thousand faces understand." The woman felt the breath of death that was close at hand, and all her courage was wiped out in front of this man.

The man let go of her chin, and wiped her hands with a handkerchief in disgust.

"Go down."

"Teng Qibo..."

"His gluttonous heart demon has developed?"

"Failed, but..."

"If you fail, you are waste. I need to teach you how to use waste?"

Qian Mian bowed his head in response, and then said: "There are two strange men who seem to be hindering our actions, and one is Xie..."

"Heh, I need to worry about two ordinary humans? Then what's the use of me raising you?"