devil in heart

【Abandoned by the gods, invited to a banquet】

Xie Muyou struggled to get up, Jing An was unknown, so he could only half-support him to move forward.

He staggered as he walked, as if the blood from the tip of his tongue had consumed all Xie Qi's energy.

Jing An frowned, feeling that he was not in the right state.From holding to holding, and finally grabbing his arm.But Xie Qi walked towards the ruins obstinately without feeling a word.

"Thank you seven!"

Xie Muyou dragged his heavy steps forward persistently.

"Xie Muyou!"

Neither of them noticed that they used all their spiritual power in the unknowing confrontation, and they had already stepped on the stone bricks in front of the tower of gods deeply.

Xie Muyou turned a deaf ear, his eyes were red, and the scene from a thousand years ago was playing back in front of his eyes——

Back then, in the midst of the chaos, he suddenly remembered the trip to the southwest with that person, and hurried to the Que Clan, wanting to get back the wisp of spirit that the person left here.

At the beginning, that person made an agreement with the Que clan for a hundred years. Within a hundred years, he used a ray of spirit to subdue the strange beasts here to help the Que clan establish the clan.

Although counting, it has not been a hundred years, but Xie Muyou thought that this belonged to that person in the first place, and Xie Qi was uncomfortable when he favored Queshi back then.

It's just because Xie Qi felt that this group of people was not worth that person's effort.

The man smiled and said to him: "We have too much, and God will not be able to bear it, so I will share some with others. Besides, the human race is favored by the heavens, so I will lend them the soul, knowing that the human race will not Give me luck?"

He thought maybe Queshi would not hand it over...but he didn't mind robbing it by force, as long as he would bear the charge of breach of trust.

But Xie Qi never expected to see such a scene.

The young patriarch who had respectfully received the essence from that man was now kneeling obsequiously at the feet of the man in red.

With silver hair all over his head and deep grooves on his face, the patriarch, who was already in his dying years, was offering the box in his hand to the man in red with a smile on his face.

"Very well, you are the subjects of this lord. You give me loyalty, and this lord grants you longevity."

Xie Qi wanted to rush out, but he remembered the man's advice - "The farther away from him the better, I still have some hope for you to live, if you come along, who else can we count on?"

The cold and cold words of the man in red when he weighed the box would always echo in Xie Qi's ears whenever the nightmare strikes—"The following offenders will not regret death."

Xie Qi wanted to say "No!", but he couldn't say it. He was restrained by that person. He watched the man in red take away his last hope, and watched the patriarch take away his last hope. The whole clan pretended to bow down to the man's golden statue, chanting Heilongxianjun in their mouths.

Xie Qi just wanted to sneer, he didn't even know who the kneeling person was, what kind of god did this group of people seek?

"no no--"

With a hoarse voice, Xie Muyou broke free from Jing An's hand and stepped into the ruins step by step.

He bent down and picked up a blood-red spar from under the cast iron sword.

Crystal Flint, I haven't seen it for some time. After the man's power was suppressed by several parties, he can no longer see the crystal flint that symbolized the strength and power of the man in red.Moreover, this little thing can also absorb power. Although it is not much, it can add up to a lot.

But what he didn't expect was that these people dared to hide crystal flint in that person's statue, it was really shameless.

Pale and strong fingers tightly held the crystal flint, and the edges and corners of the crystal were sunk into his flesh, but Xie Qi seemed unconscious and continued to crush the stone with all his strength.

Jing An, who was chasing after him, saw fiery red powder and blood falling down from the crack in his palm...

"Are you crazy?!"

Jing An stepped forward and forcefully opened the palm of his hand, there were criss-cross wounds on the palm and fine powder stuck to it.

"Jing An." Xie Qi looked at him, and touched his sharp-edged face with his bloody palm, "I regret it."

"What do you regret?" Jing An frowned, telling him intuitively that he didn't want to hear the following words.

"I regret why I failed to seek justice for you—"

Xie Muyou bit the tip of his tongue again and sprayed blood on the sword. He held the hilt tightly with both hands and lifted the iron-cast sword high, and plunged it into the ground again.

The members of the Que clan outside staggered and sat on the ground. They all heard it that day, and heard a more distant and profound cry than Ding Yu's dragon chant when he invited the gods.

They all saw—

The god who saw them abandoned them.

***

On the return train journey, Jing An was speechless all the way, and Jing An looked out the window without saying a word, leaning on the shoulder of a man with a bloodless face and a bandage on his palm.

Even if Yu Tong wanted to strike up a conversation, he only got Jing An's cold eyes.

"Jingan..."

"Shut up." Jing An opened his thin lips lightly and said two words.

Xie Qi knew he was wrong, shrank his neck and said again: "Don't you panic after taking the medicine?"

Ordinarily, the Lingyan Pill hadn't passed its efficacy. If so, Xie Muyou felt even more guilty, which meant that Jing An really didn't want to say a word to him at this time.

Jing An glanced at him: "After thinking about what to say, speak."

Xie Muyou held back the words on his lips, and racked his brains for a long time: "Then do you want to know about the Black Dragon Immortal?"

Jing An raised his eyebrows, this time he didn't tell Xie Qi to shut up, but listened with arms folded.He would like to know who is the man who drove Xie Qi crazy?

"Actually, this is Que's misunderstanding." Xie Muyou mentioned that the hostility in Que's eyes had faded a lot.

The pagoda of the gods was destroyed, the gods left, the gold-plated peacock was buried in the sea of ​​fire, and the patriarch was taken to the hospital by the ambulance that rushed to the police, but he was sent back by the hospital soon, saying that his family members had been with him for a few days accompany.

The belief in being extraordinary that could support the people of the Que clan disappeared overnight.

"How to say?"

"The reason why the clothes you wore before was taboo is because the person they enshrined also wore this set. Over time, black clothes became taboo."

"what do you mean……"

"Yes, Queshi mistook that the benefactor was originally a black dragon, but he didn't know it. It was just a suit of clothes he took casually."

Jing An didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he could guess that the Que clan didn't come to ask the so-called "Black Dragon Immortal Lord".

"Actually, not everyone is like this. Since they still care about such a taboo, it means that they still remember such a god." Even if they don't believe it, disrespect it, and use it in every possible way...

But just like what that person said, if one of a hundred people saved is a good person, that's enough, and the 99 ungrateful and evil people will pay back to them.Heaven also has eyes, maybe it will compensate you in other places.What's more, the good person you saved might be stronger than the remaining 99 people...

Xie Muyou smiled, the sunlight from outside the window came in, and the train moved forward with a clang.He wobbled into Jing An's arms, Jing An wanted to push him away but hugged him again, and said viciously: "Be patient, sick."

Xiao Cuiyu said before that there was actually nothing in the backpack, which contained a green and white jar.

Two spirits, one white and one green, revolve around it continuously.

Xie Muyou's sword not only chopped off Que's god, broke Que's support, but also released the two souls who were suppressed under the tower.

At this moment, they are sleeping peacefully in the blue and white porcelain altar.

And the big white peacock that got into the backpack earlier than them was crying "Yah-ah-ah" in the dark.

The cast iron sword returning from the bloody battle had no intention of talking to the noisy big fat bird. It stood silently on the ground digesting silently, and blood-red lines could be faintly seen wandering on its body.

***

"What are you doing with us?"

Jing An no longer hesitated, staring at Yu Tong who was about to follow them to the door.

Yu Tong rolled his eyes: "By the way, along the way."

"It's not on the way." Jing An said forcefully, he still has to take care of the wounded, how could he have the time to spend time with the little girl.

Even if he has the skills, he would rather stay with Xie Qi. Although there are still many things about Xie Qi that he doesn't know, he can feel a kind of simplicity and tranquility from Xie Qi.

"Don't go! You are not ordinary people, are you?"

"I'm so sorry, we're just ordinary people." Jing An's lips moved faster and faster, already on the verge of anger.

Xie Muyou, who wanted to interrupt many times, was stared back by Jing An.

"He has a white card, right?"

Yu Tong's words made them freeze in place.

Xie Muyou was sure that Yu Tong in front of him was indeed a human being without any special features: "Who are you?"

"It's easy to say." Yu Tong practiced a Taoist etiquette, but was interrupted before he could speak.

"Little Junior Sister, you made a mistake again with this ceremony."

Yu Tong raised his head and saw two people walking behind Xie Muyou and Jing An.

Xie Muyou turned around to look at them, took half a step forward and half-hid Jing An behind his back, if Yu Tong was not a threat, these two men would be different.

"Falling Star Sect, Nine Treasures Banquet, I sincerely invite Xie Qiye to honor me."

"I'm busy."

"He's hurt."

Xie Muyou and Jing An coincided with each other, looked at each other and said——

"I'm hurt."

"He's not available."

The handsome man in the lead immediately laughed when he saw this: "You can bring your family with you, and there are treasures at the Nine Treasures Banquet for guests to grab."

Xie Muyou was about to say that he wasn't interested, when he heard the man say, "Spirit horn."

Seeing that Xie Muyou really stopped, but Jing An had a dazed expression on his face.

"Burning rhino horns can communicate with ghosts." The man looked at Jing An slowly, and smiled, "This gentleman is probably not a talent."

——Volume Three · Desire for Power · End——

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