Wearing Books as a Demon

As the sky gradually darkened, Ying Changlou's deep purple eyes stared blankly at his hands, and his gradually clenched fingers turned the unicorn into ashes.

After finishing this movement, he fell into Yao Bai's arms as if dehydrated, and the scene of killing Qilin kept repeating in his mind.After a while, Ying Changlou pressed his forehead, "Brother Yao, I have a headache."

Yaobai quickly picked up the man, and carefully checked Ying Changlou's aura, "Alou, don't use this power again in the future."

If an overly powerful and weird force cannot be manipulated, it will be at risk of being swallowed.

Ying Changlou obviously couldn't control this power proficiently, otherwise he wouldn't lose his mind in the process of chasing and killing Qilin.

"Brother Yao, was I scary just now?" Ying Changlou asked cautiously.He only remembered that there was a strong hatred in his heart, and it would be difficult to vent this anger without killing Qilin.

"No." Yaobai replied quickly, kissed his relatives and returned to normal expression, and said cautiously, "The only person who still knows that you have this power is Zheng Qianhe. No one else knows when he is dead. You must Carefully keep this secret, so that it cannot be used by others again."

Ying Changlou nodded half-understanding, and glanced at the purple on his wrist, which was darker than before.

"I'll find a way to get rid of this thing in the future." Yao Bai lightly stroked the purple, a stern look flashed in his eyes.

Zheng Qianhe knew it was risky, but Ying Changlou still had to wear it.From the very beginning, this man didn't think about his own life, nor the lives of others.

He and Feng San were trapped in the ball. Although it was part of the plan, they also suffered a lot.

Yao Bai could ignore his injuries, but he couldn't forgive Zheng Qianhe's scheme against Changlou.

When he saw Liu Rufeng hugging the dying Zheng Qianhe, his expression turned cold, and he listened carefully to the conversation between the two, lest Zheng Qianhe reveal the secret of Ying Changlou.

"Confucianism, I'm sorry..." Zheng Qianhe's clothes were completely wet, and his hair was disheveled behind him.Qi Ruoyousi's appearance carried the smell of death, and he lost his usual domineering and aggressive aura.

Liu Rufeng also had disheveled hair and a decadent air, only the teardrops in his eyes showed a bit of sobriety.He opened his mouth, and finally called out, "Senior Brother Han..."

They met here back then, and they bid farewell here.Once again today, Liu Rufeng couldn't tell whether it was real or a dream.

In the nightmare realm, this scene has been repeated thousands of times.The same scene again and again made him exhausted physically and mentally, all will and emotion were wiped away little by little, leaving only instinctive tears.

The person in his arms smiled slightly, seemingly relieved and reluctant, and suddenly became harsh, "Senior brother Liu, if I die, will you remember me like you remember your brother?"

This voice was not Han Yi's.

Liu Rufeng's chaotic mind shook, and thoughts appeared in his eyes.Looking at people, as if caught in a memory.

Zheng Qianhe smiled wryly, tears streaming down his face, "In your heart, after all, I am not as good as senior brother."

In order to merge the souls between the two, he did not hesitate to perform forbidden techniques in his body, causing half of his face to become inhuman.

Worried that Liu Rufeng would lose his sense of proportion and cause the plan to fail, he was willing to hand over the right to use his body and his life to Han Yi.

But no matter how much he did, he could not compare to Han Yi.

One is the senior brother he respects, and the other is the love in his heart.Perhaps from the very beginning, he shouldn't have been delusional.

Zheng Qianhe raised the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, and closed his eyes unwillingly.

The body in his arms gradually lost its temperature, Liu Rufeng's lifeless eyes widened suddenly, and his confused pupils gradually woke up.

"Qianhe..." He kept calling the same name, and Liu Rufeng burst into tears and laughter like a demon, "This is a nightmare, Qianhe, you will definitely be able to come back to life."

The once endless nightmare became the only hope, Liu Rufeng closed his eyes tightly, wanting to do it all over again.

In this way, he can see the living Zheng Qianhe instead of the body without warmth in his arms.

"Enough." Zuo Shi's eyes were red, and he slapped Liu Rufeng on the face so hard that he fell to the ground.

Regardless of the pain, Liu Rufeng got up quickly, hugged Zheng Qianhe again, and muttered to himself with a blank face, "There is no you in the nightmare realm, get out... get out!"

Liu Rufeng, who fell into madness, is no longer the talkative and laughing teacher, but a coward who refuses to face reality.

"Liu Rufeng, senior brother died because of you, and junior brother died because of you. Instead of seeing you so insane and inhuman, I would give you a good time." Zuoshi's face was full of tears, and he slapped Liu Rufeng forcefully again.

All the disciples present trembled in their hearts, and they didn't dare to speak out to stop Zuo Shi's actions.

Ying Changlou wanted to persuade him, but Yao Bai stopped him with a look.In this situation, it is undoubtedly courting death.

The Zuo envoy's mercy to Liu Rufeng does not mean that he will be soft on others. The most sensible move is to pretend that he didn't see it.

After receiving dozens of slaps, Liu Rufeng was finally fully awake.

"Aren't you pretending to be crazy?" Zuo Shi sneered condescendingly, with hatred hidden in his eyes, "Liu Rufeng, living is the best punishment for you."

Liu Rufeng had already tasted this punishment once.

Zuo Shi didn't want to pay attention to the despair on his face, and ordered the disciples of Qianlingzong to deal with the remaining monsters.

All those who refused to surrender have been killed, and the rest have nothing to fear even if they have ghosts in their hearts.

Such a ruthless method is comparable to that of Qilin.

Yaobai and Ying Changlou did not need to deal with the aftermath. The two followed the left envoy back to Qianlingzong, and were sent to arrange the funeral of the head of the sect before they rested.

The news of the demise of the head of the Qianling Sect has spread throughout the cultivation world in just three days. Amidst the speculation and spectacle of the crowd, Zuo Shi ascended to the head of the Qianling Sect and became the first female head of the Qianling Sect in history.

Although she is a woman, Tie Xue's wrist is no worse than the previous two masters.

When someone looked at Zheng Qianhe's coffin and laughed at the chaos in front of him with demons, the new head took his life in front of everyone.

Just this one move made everyone dare not say more.

Ying Changlou stood in the crowd, a little depressed in his heart, took an opportunity, and left quietly through the side door.

Yaobai looked at the back of the people's eyes leaving, and quickly turned back to order other disciples to deal with the blood on the ground.

As the chief disciple of the new head, he couldn't leave at will.Worried about the situation in Yingchang Building, he called a clever disciple to follow him.

After Ying Changlou came out, the depression in his chest dissipated a little.Wanting to go to the Demon Pavilion to get some fresh air, I met a sneaky man on the way.

"Who are you?" Ying Changlou blocked the man's way and shouted loudly.

"I'm a disciple of the Tianyu Pavilion. I want to go to the side room to rest. I don't want to get lost here. Can I ask my brother to lead the way." The man was startled first, and then scratched his head in embarrassment.The handsome face is a bit silly, but those eyes are as bright as the early sun, carrying the righteousness of the world.

It doesn't look like a lie, Ying Changlou pointed in the direction, "I'm busy today, so please forgive me if the reception is not good."

"Where is it? I don't know the way myself." The man smiled heartily and walked side by side with Ying Changlou, "My name is Luo Zhao. I don't know your name? I always feel like I've seen you somewhere."

Although the man looked very upright, he didn't have any malicious intentions when he asked this question.But the inexplicable enthusiasm still made Ying Changlou feel a little uncomfortable, so he answered a few words perfunctorily, without giving his real name.

"I really feel like I've seen you before." Luo Zhao grabbed Ying Changlou's shoulder and looked him over carefully.

The two were very close, and the distance made Ying Changlou frown in displeasure.With a flick of the wrist, Luo Zhao's arms were separated, "The side room has arrived, please do what you want."

Luo Zhao didn't seem to see Ying Changlou's anger, and stood still and shouted enthusiastically, "Thank you."

Ying Changlou didn't even turn his head, being disturbed by this episode, he didn't want to go to Yao Pavilion anymore, so he turned a corner and went straight back to his room.

The left envoy had already moved to the head's residence, and this palace was given to Yaobai.

"Inexplicable." Turning over lazily, Ying Changlou couldn't stop being annoyed when he thought of the man he met.

This person is just like Chanjuan, everyone thinks he is familiar unilaterally.After searching his memory for a long time, he couldn't find any relevant information.

"Puff..." Xiaotuanzi flew in from outside the door, grabbed Ying Changlou's lapel and yelled non-stop.

Ying Changlou couldn't understand what it said, he could only see that the little guy was in a hurry.Followed all the way to the Yao Pavilion, and saw a thick and luxuriant willow tree outside the door.

Ying Changlou hurried in, and when everyone saw him coming, they scrambled to explain the situation.

"Master said some inexplicable words and became a prototype, we can't persuade him anyway." Zhuo Si said, wiping away tears.

Ying Changlou looked at the willow tree, sighed helplessly, and told everyone not to persuade them anymore.

The Master turned into a prototype, but he was atoning and escaping in his own way.Watching someone he loves die because of him twice, the master has long been heartbroken.

Perhaps, this is the best result.Not to die, not to live worse than death.

If he encountered the same situation, he probably wouldn't be as brave as the master.Qilin just seems to control the boy's body, which is enough to make him lose his mind.

"The Thousand Spirit Sect has changed hands now, you have to be smart in the future, don't make the head angry, lest she be unhappy." After Ying Changlou finished speaking, he made a suicide gesture.

"Xiao Jiu, you have to be careful, don't forget about us when you go to Wanmiaozong." Liu Qi hooked Ying Changlou's shoulder and said with a smile.

"I'll come back to see you." Ying Changlou wrapped one arm around one person, his eyes a little sore.

After this farewell, they don't know when they will meet again.The promise made now can only be regarded as a comfort to each other.

"Xiao Jiu, you must come back, we will all wait for you here." Everyone sent Ying Changlou to the door, looking at the figure in the setting sun reluctantly.

"Okay." Ying Changlou turned around and smiled slowly.