Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

no, impossible!How can it be!How could this idiot Kunwu instigate rebellion in just a few months!

There must be a conspiracy in this, it must be fake!

Seeing that he was still deceiving himself and others, Kunwu snorted coldly, looked at Emperor Chengtian and the others, and continued, "Speaking of which, I would like to thank you all, if not for your help to hold Qi Tian back, I wouldn't be able to sit on the seat of the Demon King so quickly." bit."

Cheng Tianhuang and others looked unpredictable, and raised their hands to congratulate.

The words have been said very clearly, even if Qi Tian doesn't want to believe it, he must believe it.But why is he willing, how willing?

"Why do you? You didn't pay anything, and simply sat on the position of the demon king! What are your abilities? You are just a traitor who bullies the king!"

"My ability?" Wang Yin disappeared, Kun Wu's figure flashed, came to him, stretched out his hand to grab his neck, the sharp nails cut through the skin, and stabbed into the throat.

Kun Wu leaned close to his ear, lowered his voice, and said with a smile: "I am very capable. Not only can I judge people, but I can also make bets. For example, today's bet, I bet for hundreds of years, finally got my wish."

"Anyway, you are going to die, so I might as well tell you the truth. This king has already established a line with fellow Taoists Zigui and Taoist Konghuai. If they are dragging you here, this king will replace you. It is not enough to sit on the throne of the demon king." Simple? After all, what are you fighting with me? With your so-called self-confidence?"

Kun Wu took out his finger, pushed Qi Tian to the ground violently, and wiped the blood on his finger with a handkerchief, as if the blood was extremely dirty.

"Great wisdom and stupidity, Qi Tian, ​​Qi Tian, ​​you still don't understand the meaning of this word. Compared to me, you are the idiot who fights alone and strives for strength."

"Ahahahahahahahaha!"

Qi Tianyang fell to the ground on his back, more than half of his demon power was taken away by Kun Wu just now, and he couldn't even get up.There were five black holes in his throat, trickling blood, and the blood was red on his chin and front, warm.

His eyes turned in his sockets, and he looked hard at Feng Chang'an who was standing not far away. After watching for a while, his eyes moved to Yun Xu who was walking towards this side.

"Since ancient times, monks and demons have not been compatible. Tell me, how did you cooperate?"

His mouth opened and closed, his voice was hoarse, and the black and red blood was violently mixed with his words, as if a dam had burst.

Yun Xu finally walked to his side, squatted down, stared at him indifferently, and said calmly: "Everything in the world is for profit, and everything in the world is for profit. To put it bluntly, it is nothing but profit.

Enemies can cooperate temporarily because of interests, and enemies of enemies can also reach consensus and cooperate for profit because of interests.In this world, there is nothing that cannot be benefited. "

His voice was soft and soft, and he pierced into Qi Tian's heart like a knife without any delay, crushing Qi Tian's rationality with the most gentle gesture.

Qi Tianwa spat out blood, laughed loudly, tears and blood flowed into his mouth together, stained canine teeth, bloody as if he had just eaten someone, extremely ferocious.

"If there is an afterlife, this king will definitely eat your flesh, chop your bones, and throw your soul into the furnace, making your life worse than death!"

"Life is better than death?" Yun Xu condensed a fiery blade in his palm, and plunged into Qi Tian's head, blood splashed on his face, scorching hot.

As if Yun Xu didn't feel the blood on her face, she evoked a gentle smile, but her heart was distorted, distorted like a carnival ghost in hell.

"At first, I wanted to wait for such a day. It's very interesting. Unfortunately, the new demon king wants your soul to make alchemy and break through the realm of the demon king."

How many years?How long has he been waiting for this day?

Yun Xu counted the time carefully, counting today, no more, no less, a total of 270 nine days.Day after day, year after year, he wanted to kill Qi Tian in his dreams to take revenge.

For the dead ancestors and uncles, for the master who was tortured in the prison pool, and for himself.Hatred has already blinded his eyes and distorted his mentality, making him unable to distinguish between black and white in the world.

After planning for many years, from the bloodbath of Xuanwu Continent to the secret elimination of Qinglong Continent's secret operations, and now, in cooperation with Kunwu, and careful calculation step by step, he is finally going to kill his enemy.

I'm so happy.

Seeing this scene, everyone present felt chills in their bones, and felt their foreheads were cold.

Using the soul to make alchemy is an evil way. In order to avoid heavy karma, monks in the world of cultivating immortals don't use this trick. It becomes its own promotional tonic.

The skull was broken, Qi Tian's eyes widened in disbelief, "You...you..."

Yun Xu suppressed the cruel thought of cutting Qi Tian into flesh on the spot, smiled, and pulled out the fire blade lightly, with a soft voice: "So, I'm sorry, in this life and the next, you will have no chance."

The moment he pulled out the fire blade, Qi Tian died completely. He stared at the dark sky with rounded eyes.

Gunpowder smoke mixed with the smell of blood hit the sky, dark clouds layered on top of each other like cotton, extending to the distance, all the way to the green mountains and cold ponds, and plunged into the depths of the earth.

The moment Qi Tian died, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other, and laughed in unison.

"Finally..." Feng Changan put away his sword, watched Kunwu put away Qi Tian's body, and looked up into the distance.

Faint crows came chasing the flames of war, grabbing corpses with their slender legs, pecking at the freshly cold flesh.

Taking a long breath, Feng Changan sighed: "Victory."

"Yeah, I finally won." Yun Xu calmed down, walked to Feng Chang'an, and said softly.

The sky was drizzling, and he raised his hand, and the drizzle fell on his palm, which was slightly itchy.

Looking sideways at Feng Chang'an, Feng Chang'an's side face has gentle lines, and there are subtle scars on his face, showing red threads.

After watching for a while, Yun Xu said softly: "Master, we..."

Feng Chang'an tilted his head slightly: "We? What do you want to say."

Yun Xu pursed his lips, and the words "re-run the grand ceremony" tossed and turned in his mind for a long time, mustered up all the courage, and finally said: "When the things here are completely over, and we return to Qing Yunzong, we... we... will hold the grand ceremony again Bar."

Feng Changan was startled slightly.

He didn't expect that Yun Xu wanted to talk about this matter, he thought Yun Xu would talk about other things, such as the matter of Qing Mingjian, or the matter of the Ming family's resident coming to ask for someone after the war is resolved, or the matter of Gu Qing .

After Yun Xu said this, he was uneasy. He bit his lip and turned his head, not daring to look at the master.

His mind was buzzing, he didn't know what he was talking about, it was just nonsense.

"I just have some regrets that when I became a Taoist couple, I had nothing and was extremely sloppy, so I want to hold the grand ceremony again and announce it to the world."

"Master, it's fine if you don't want to, it's not really important..."

Feng Chang'an was turning his head, looking into the distance, without speaking.

The drizzle hits Jasper Island, and the ground of Jasper Island is stained red, like old bark, with layers, the coast is stained red, and the red sea is flowing with the broken limbs and arms that fell inside, rushing all the way to the vortex intertwined with dead trees At the place, entangled with aquatic plants.

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In the deep winter of 25 in the Gregorian calendar, Biyu Island was victorious in the first battle. At the end of the same year, the remnants of Qi Tian's subordinates and the rest of the party were completely wiped out.

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At the exit of the dungeon, several people carried two stretchers covered with white cloths, covered their mouths and noses, and ran out in a hurry, looking anxious.

"What happened?"

Feng Chang'an and Yun Xu returned to the camp first after wiping out the rest of the party, and the rest stayed on the battlefield to clean up the mess.As soon as he returned to the camp, he saw a few people hurrying out of the dungeon carrying stretchers.

"Fellow Taoist Konghuai, fellow Taoist Zigui." Several people put down the stretcher, took a few steps back, wondering: "Look for yourself, it's really..." They turned their heads unable to bear to look directly.

On the stretcher, turbid pus flowed out, and the white cloth was slightly arched, protruding out of a human figure.

Feng Changan raised his wrist and waved slightly, and lifted the white cloth with his hand.

Under the white cloth, two inhuman corpses.The body was bleeding from the seven orifices, the flesh and body were swollen and suppurated, and the skin was all ulcerated, as if scratched by oneself, leaving obvious scratches.

The arms of the corpse were exposed from the crimson sleeves. They were extremely pale, with no blood at all, covered with blue and black spots.

From the logo on the sleeves, it can be seen that these two people are the guards guarding Ming Zhiyuan.

Yun Xu squatted down and inspected carefully. Using his fingers as a blade, he cut open his wrist out of thin air.From the wrist, a pile of white cotton wool fell out.

Yun Xu asked, "How long has he been dead?"

"Not long ago, based on the actual situation, it was about half an hour ago. Someone saw these two an hour and a half ago."

Feng Changan stared at the pile of white cotton wool with sharp eyes, and quickly walked towards the dungeon: "People also ran away?"

Knowing that the person he was referring to was Ming Zhiyuan, they shook their heads, "No, he's inside."

The white cloth was covered again, and when I came to the dungeon, the dungeon was empty, and it had already been empty.

"Impossible, we just saw him inside!" Several people stared in disbelief, stepped forward, turned the dungeon upside down, and didn't even spare the ashes in the corner.

But the fact remains, ran away, no one.

The news about the defeat of the demon king Qi Tian was so big, even if Ming Zhiyuan was imprisoned in the dungeon, he would probably have heard of it.He himself said that he was not a secret agent, and he didn't know that Li Shouzhi was a secret agent. Then, knowing that the demon king Qi Tian was defeated and the rest of the party was expelled, he should wait for his release with peace of mind. Why did he run away at the last moment?

Feng Chang'an couldn't understand it.

"Did you smell a smell..." Yun Xu had already walked out of the dungeon, looking for clues in the corridor, suddenly, he bent his fingers, pressed his nose, and looked ahead with a strange expression, "It's... a strange smell? "

Yun Xu thought about the words, but couldn't find the corresponding adjective, so she had to use the word strange.

"Strange?" Feng Chang'an and others also came out later, and seriously sniffed around the place he said had a strange smell, "No."

Several other people also sniffed carefully and shook their heads: "What smell? I didn't smell it."

When Yun Xu heard the words, his eyes turned to the ground, his gaze sank, he put down his hands as if nothing had happened, and said, "Maybe I'm too sensitive and have hallucinations."

Feng Chang'an didn't believe that he really had hallucinations, he must have smelled something.After all, it's the protagonist, and if it's turned on, others can't smell it, but it doesn't mean he can't smell it either.

Shen Ling raised her wrist for a moment, and an hourglass suddenly appeared in the palm of her hand. Feng Changan looked at Yun Xu, and said indifferently as before, "Do you want to try? The rules remain the same."

The life of Qing Yunzong was boring. The two who used to be in the relationship of master and apprentice often used the hourglass to keep track of the time, to complete a thing or a task faster than anyone else.

The person who completes first is determined to be the winner, and the loser must obey the winner's three orders, and the order cannot be disobeyed as a punishment.

As a master, Feng Chang'an should have given way to his apprentice who was not yet 13 years old, but he insisted on being serious with his apprentice.

Therefore, nine times out of ten, Yunxu lost. He lost completely and was trained by Feng Changan.Yun Xu is a weed, the more you suppress me, the better I grow, the more frustrated I become, the more courageous I am, I don’t beg for mercy, but after training, I hide in a corner and cry while cursing Chang’an to die early and reincarnate early.

What he didn't know was that Feng Chang'an was sitting on the roof, listening to him cursing himself, while holding a plate of peanuts and drinking a small wine.

When the foolish apprentice had had enough crying and scolding, Feng Changan flew down from the roof and placed an ice flower transformed with spiritual power on the silly disciple's bedside to comfort him.

What he didn't know was that with the growth of his cultivation base, Yun Xu had already noticed him sitting on the roof, quietly paying attention to himself.Just for that flower, pretending not to know.

Yun Xu stared at the sand still above the hourglass: "You are no match for me."

"Who gave you confidence?"

"Try what?" The rest of the people looked at each other, completely unable to understand what the two were talking about.

"Try the speed." Feng Changan clasped the hourglass under his index finger, and quickly rang the hourglass, "Start now."