Daoist has facial paralysis

Zhou Yibei walked to the center of the formation with a dazed expression, and slowly scanned the mountains, his eyes fell on a figure lying on the ground. The man was covered with scars, and there was a pool of blood under him. The robbery clouds in the sky were rolling, as if At any time, there will be another tribulation thunder.

"Uncle Master..." Zhou Yibei walked up to the Taoist priest, knelt down and hugged him, with an obsessive smile on his face, "I'm here..."

"Yi Bei..." "Taoist Master" opened his eyes, the golden light has been restrained completely, and there is no difference from his usual appearance, "Are you here to take Master Uncle away?"

Zhou Yibei didn't answer his question, but wiped the blood from the corner of Dao Chang's mouth, and put his blood-stained hand to his mouth to lick it.

"I want you to kiss me..." Zhou Yibei finished licking his fingers, showing disappointment dissatisfied.

"Dongxinan" froze for a moment, then propped up his body and stretched out his hand to hold the back of Yi Bei's neck, and kissed him slowly.

Zhou Yibei sucked the Taoist priest's protruding tongue, let go and smiled disappointedly, "Uncle Master really doesn't like me..."

"Daozhang" frowned, Tiandao, who was controlling his body, was about to be unable to restrain his anger, and after suppressing it with all his strength, he said, "Uncle Master likes you... Take me out quickly, otherwise Tiandao will not be able to leave if your uncle stays here, Heshen Destroy the way of heaven, and the Three Realms will lose its rules, and if the time comes, people will be devastated..."

"I don't care about them, I only care about you," Zhou Yibei looked at him with a fragile smile on his face.

"Master uncle stays here and is trapped by the big formation and unable to resist the catastrophe, he will also die."

Zhou Yibei nodded, "Does the uncle believe me?"

"No matter what kind of uncle believes in you, take me away quickly."

"Uncle... I can't open this Heshen, I can't help you... You believe me, let's die together, okay? Then you will be mine forever," Zhou Yibei lay in his uncle's arms , said softly with a distorted smile, Feng Tu's hatred and Yi Bei's obsession have been mixed together, turning into a more profound emotion, a kind of brutal greed that wants to suck the flesh and blood of the other party into his body, so obsessed that he can only The desire to control is left...It doesn't matter if Uncle Master doesn't like me, as long as you can never get rid of me, you will always belong to me.

"..." Tiandao's anger had reached its peak, and the robbery cloud in the sky spontaneously dropped thunderbolts according to the rules. He raised his head, wanting to pull Zhou Yibei up to let this lunatic die, but his hands were out of his control. Another strand of spiritual consciousness that could not resist him overwhelmingly occupied the sea of ​​consciousness, controlling the body and tightly protecting the young man.

Jie Lei passed by, and the Taoist priest held himself awake for a moment, and said helplessly: "Since you don't want to take the uncle away, don't stay here...I don't want to see you again."

Zhou Yibei's back trembled, he raised his head, looked at Mingminghe's face that hadn't changed at all just now, but felt an inexplicable pain in his heart: "Master, you can't drive me away, it doesn't matter if you don't want to... I just want to You will always be by my side."

Daoist frowned, "You go out now."

"Uncle Master hates me so much? Can't you just stay with me for a while longer?" Zhou Yibei smiled, leaned forward and kissed the Daoist Priest's lips, his heart was beating hard, it was different from the feeling just now, he Obsessively wanting to entangle for a while, the Taoist leader turned his head away, "Enough...the last tribulation thunder is coming soon..."

"Really? Then we will be together forever...Where's the man from Yuli? Why didn't he stay with the uncle? Did the uncle feel sorry for him and send him away first?" Zhou Yibei's eyes flashed with jealousy , leaning his head on Dongxinan's chest, listening to the heartbeat, imagining that this person belongs to him completely at this moment.

"You should go..." Dongxinan's words interrupted his fantasy.

"...Will Master Master feel guilty for using me? Even if he is guilty, he doesn't like it, right? Master Master should hate me very much now..." Zhou Yibei smiled morbidly, unaware that his face was completely cold Tears, laughing foolishly all the time, "I don't deserve to be liked by you..."

Dongxinan looked up at the Jieyun that was getting lower and lower in the sky. The mighty cloud had been infected by the witch breath of Heshen and turned purple. The spiritual consciousness of the way of heaven in his body roared violently, trying to seize control Forcefully break the formation to interrupt the Heavenly Tribulation, and stop the attack of the power of Jiuli in the Heshen formation on the origin of the heavenly way.

In the big formation, ghostly and vague chants sounded, and countless shadowy figures appeared around. The sky and the earth here against the background of the swaying are like ghost ghosts emerging in Yingzhou-this is the Heshen composed of [-] dead souls in Jiuli. Array eyes.

"Ah!" After Jieyun, the origin of the heavenly way that was connected to each other was trembling violently as if it had been pierced by countless sharp swords. The heavenly way was stimulated and took control of the Taoist priest's body. He pushed Zhou Yibei away, stood up and let out a cry. Roaring, the golden light shot out from the body, the powerful force almost shattered the body, but it couldn't break through the witch breath formation of [-] Li dead souls.

Zhou Yibei looked up at him...suddenly felt Dongxinan was very strange...is this the uncle?Someone he doesn't know.

"Ancestor Wu?! Have you broken the restriction?" Yinling Wuji's voice came from behind, "Go! Tribulation Thunder is coming!"

Zhou Yibei looked at the Taoist priest without moving, with a puzzled and painful expression.

"That's not..." Yin Ling didn't finish his sentence, the truth was stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it, so he could only lie through gritted teeth: "He doesn't deserve you, come out!"

"Daoist..." Several ghost kings who hadn't appeared for a long time floated out of Daoist's body at this time, and they looked at most of the dead souls around them who had lost consciousness with faint melancholy. The ghost king floated to Zhou Yibei's side, "The priest doesn't want to see you, let's go."

Zhou Yibei didn't seem to see a few people, staring at Dongxinan, who was suppressed by the violent witch breath in the big formation, and walked over unsteadily, "Master, don't be afraid...I'll walk with you... ..”

The red-eyed "Dongxinan" stared at him with a resentful expression, "If I can't let the world be buried with me, I will take you with me!" The golden light in his right hand diffused and shattered the witch's breath beside him, and the golden light turned into silk strands and rushed towards Zhou Yibei. The green energy scattered and Qiqi blocked it, and was quickly penetrated by the golden light, but it also slowed down the speed of the golden light, "Take him away!"

"You..." Yin Ling stared at the several ghost kings who were able to move freely in the Heshen Formation after tearing off the cover of the green body, revealing the breath of ancient witches, a little dazed, not knowing what they were thinking.After a few breaths, he came back to his senses, turned into a spirit body and rushed over to sneak into Zhou Yibei's unsuspecting back, and went straight to his chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, "You will go crazy at any time now, chant the meditation mantra to protect the sea of ​​consciousness, quickly Dot! I'll take you out."

"Uncle Master..." Zhou Yibei was pulled back by the Yin spirits in the formation, lowered his head in a trance, saw the blood-stained jade talisman fragments on the ground, and frowned... That piece of jade... He stretched out his hand to pick up the fragments of the jade talisman, and suddenly the clouds in the sky condensed towards the center, twisting like a vortex, and strands of thunder light danced like blue snakes in the clouds.

"Don't look..." Yin Ling transformed into a figure and covered Zhou Yibei's eyes, with a helpless tone.

The dead souls in Heshen covered the surroundings, Zhou Yibei only saw a dark blue cloud expanding from the lowest point of the cloud for the last time, and everything in the world became quiet, as if its arrival annihilated all sounds.At this moment, everything is silent, only the piece of blue light is left to explode between the sky and the earth.

Tiandao seemed to be separated from Dongxinan's body, he regained his sobriety, the golden light cast by Tiandao disappeared, and several ghost kings floated around him, and the voice could only be heard by himself, "Our remnant soul of Jiuli has been cared for by the Taoist priest for many years , wishing to return with the Taoist priest.”

East, West, and South looked at them, and their eyes finally passed the dazzling blue light and landed on Zhou Yibei who was surrounded by the undead and retreated, "You still have things to do, you all leave..."

The blue light sprinkled into the sky inch by inch, and then dissipated rapidly. Time seemed to stand still for a while, and the sound of all things returned quietly, as if the world was shaking for a while, and then started to make noise again.

All of Heshen's witch breath rushed into Jieyun, and the two shrank towards the center together, and finally condensed into a point, disappearing as if it had never existed for a moment.

Jiuli's dead souls stopped singing, quietly suspended in the air, Yin Ling let go of his hand, Zhou Yibei stared blankly at the position at the eye of the formation, "Uncle Master..."

He ran over step by step, but he didn't see the body, nor did he see a trace... Someone disappeared, like a dream... Zhou Yibei looked around in a trance, the sky seemed to be tilting, and the air was covered by a The lungs were pulled out little by little, the ghostly faces were stiff and lifeless, everything was like a dream... I must be dreaming, right?Martial Uncle won't die... Where did Martial Uncle go? ...is it a dream?Could it be that I haven't seen him at all?East and West South he... ever existed?

My heart doesn't seem to hurt anymore, that place is empty, and it's gone...

Everything darkened, losing color and shadow a little bit, the dust was flying in front of my eyes, and in the light, grains were flying slowly and distinctly.