moonlit night

Before the words were finished, the curtain of the inner room was lifted from the inside. The man's pale and swollen face was full of lifelessness. His neck was clearly broken, but he was still able to stagger out, dripping and dripping on the ground along the way. A string of winding black blood.

Seeing this, the old woman was frightened to death, and hurriedly ran out of the house. She pushed the door hard, but she couldn't push it open.Shocked and frightened, she could only lean her back against the door and shout loudly: "Dahei, Dahei!"

But what answered her was only the increasingly violent sound of the wind outside the door, mixed with the screams of wild cats, all pouring into people's ears.

"Tsk tsk tsk, husband and wife are originally birds in the same forest, and they will fly separately when disaster strikes." Shaluo tilted his head, "We agreed to live and die together, but now it seems that you don't love him very much."

Then came the stereotyped cannibalism. Seeing that the scene was meaningless, Shara snorted coldly, bypassed the two who were already fighting, opened the door and walked out.

"It's so boring." She kicked away a small stone and yelled towards the empty courtyard: "Beaver slave, come here and beat me up!"

The black cat stood on tiptoe, gracefully licked the blood from the corner of its mouth, moved its ears, but didn't move its body. It waited for Shara to scream again, and then reluctantly walked over.

People say that the blood of a black dog can ward off evil spirits, but it has no effect on this black cat that grew up in the most evil place.

Shaluo squatted down and saw that the black cat was soaked in blood, and his eyes were round and bright, so he knew that he had eaten happily, so he knocked on its head and urged: "Stop playing, where is the news from the imperial capital?"

The black cat squinted its eyes and barked at her, but when it spoke again, it turned into a smoky hoarse male voice:

"The master of Fuyao Peak has come to the imperial capital, and together with the peak master of Xuanhu Peak, I have already exposed my flaws to them."

Sha Luo squeezed his chin, and asked curiously: "Yunya? What did he go to the imperial capital for? Could it be...to Huajian Wine, looking for Ji Ditang to ask for Wang Shu's whereabouts?"

Yunya's combat power should not be underestimated, now that he suddenly appeared in the imperial capital, it might interfere with the plan, and he had to find a way to drive him back to Kunwu Mountain.

As for the owner of the Xuanhu Peak, he is probably an insignificant person, not worth paying attention to.

The black cat flicked its tail and squatted on the ground without answering.

Sha Luo held a playful smile and said to himself: "Wang Shu, you also have today. If Su Xihe knew, your nose would be crooked?" Well, it would be exciting to think about acting out such a scene of cannibalism again."

Back then, she saw through Jun Changye's mind by chance and coincidence, and sent him the Immortal Binding Cable when he needed it most. Naturally, it was not because she was merciful, nor was she trying to please the Demon Lord. See them both lose.

If Wangshu's Fushengqin is destroyed, and the Conferred God Saber in Jun Changye's hand is broken, who else in this world can compete with the current Heavenly Emperor?And who can escape the Qi Lan Xun left by Mrs. Heartbroken?

She has dug out the hearts of so many people, and now she is only a little bit close to gathering all the hatred and grievances in the world and refining them into a heart of five poisons.At that time, I will no longer have to be afraid of the love and hatred I used to have, and I will completely awaken Qi Lan and turn this world into Abi Hell.

I will never be trapped in the thoughts of the old man again, and repeat the mistakes of Mrs. Heartbroken.

only……

"Hey, there's one thing I still can't figure out." Sha Luo frowned, poking the black cat's nose vigorously with his fingers, "Tell me, why hasn't Wang Shu killed Xiao Changye until now? Is it because he can't, or he doesn't want to kill him?" ?Although Bin Xiansuo is a bit powerful, if he really wants to die together, there is no way. Doesn't he hate being completely betrayed by his most beloved disciple?"

"What do you think about so much, maybe you are still thinking about the old love of Qin Sheng," the black cat hoarsely said, "It doesn't matter if you hate it or not, after all, you tampered with the rope that binds the immortal, and when that day comes, I can't help him."

Shaluo snorted coldly, and stood up: "At that time, if he can't kill the Demon Lord, he will find a way to let the Demon Lord kill him. In this way, even if he survives by chance, the one who is alive will live in the shadow of killing his beloved for the rest of his life. It's easy for Qi Lan to find a flaw."

The black cat walked around her skirt, rubbed against her, then jumped onto the stone mill beside her, and looked at Shara: "Why do you hate them so much?"

"Hate?" Shaluo shook his head, "I don't hate, I just don't like how they are blessed by nature. It's like my sister, who obviously didn't do anything, but was lucky, but was loved and liked by countless people. I can't catch up. But why, why should I accept my fate?"

When she said this, her eyes were filled with blood, and there was a hint of madness.

"What I hate the most in my life is being betrayed by others. Fortunately, God has eyes and allowed me to walk out of the nether world. Now, let you, the most favored children of heaven, experience the feeling of being betrayed by the person you love the most.

Perhaps affected by her intense emotions, the ground in the small courtyard began to tremble, and the stone mill where the black cat stood gradually tended to collapse.It chased its tail around a few times uneasily, finally made up its mind, and jumped onto Shara's shoulder with one step.

"Biluo, before everything really starts, if you stop now, there is still time."

"Stop?" Chara sneered, and stretched out his hand to grab the cat on his shoulder, "I've been waiting for this moment for so long, now stop? Oh, it's so ridiculous."

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to think of something, she stopped her hand suddenly, and said with a corner of her lips: "Why, brother Luo, have you started to regret it? Regret that you shouldn't have abandoned your wife and children back then, and left the good Luo family behind." You don't want to do it, but you want to come and be one of my dogs?

But you regret it now, isn't it too late? "

She said this unceremoniously, even with a provocative meaning, as if she was sure that the other party would not turn against him.

For a while, the two faced each other silently in the deep night, the black cat scratched Sha Luo's shoulders a few times uneasily, as if dissatisfied with this tense atmosphere like infighting, but besides faithfully conveying the message from the people from the imperial capital, Outside of words, he doesn't speak at all.

At this moment, the man in Tsing Yi, who was far away in the imperial capital, took off the hideous mask on his face, and there was also a squatting black cat in front of him, but his expression was dull, far less than that of a raccoon slave.

But the face exposed under the mask was almost exactly the same as Mr. Hengwu.

He sat obliquely on the main ridge of the remote palace roof of Changping Palace, overlooking the lights of thousands of families in the imperial capital, with no expression on his face.Just looking at the father and son going home together on the long street, I suddenly remembered that if I hadn't chosen such a crazy road back then, maybe now, I still respect the gentle woman my father chose as a guest, and live a peaceful life in Xiaoxiang.

Brother Luo, that little girl, has not called him like this for many years.

He has not used the identity of the eldest son of the Luo family for many years.

Lord Leping, Luo Yunshen, has two sons and a daughter, all from the Ming generation, the eldest son Ming Chuan, the second son Ming Che, and the younger sister Ming Jia, all of them are outstanding and are leaders among their peers.

When the second younger brother was not yet grown up, Luo Mingchuan also had his father praised him, and his classmates envied him. Xiaoxiang's water endowed him with a beautiful talent. "Having mastered all kinds of formations, he also won the third place when he participated in the Zhegui meeting for the first time.

And before that, all the children sent by the Luo family to participate in the Zhegui meeting had never entered the top ten.

If the momentum developed at that time, the father would definitely intend to hand over the position of the next Patriarch to the eldest son.

It's a pity that the stories of Ji Shengyu and He Shengliang have never been rare.

Luo Mingche is like a star that is too dazzling. As soon as he rises, he takes away all the light that belongs to Luo Mingchuan. He formed a pill at the age of 13 and a baby at the age of 16. He even defeated the disciple of Qin Sheng at the Zhegui meeting , won the leader in one fell swoop.Such a feat aroused people's admiration and comment, saying that the Xiaoxiang Luo family had produced a real genius.

What's more, such an intelligent child has a humble and peaceful temperament, as gentle as the wind, as moist as spring water, without a trace of arrogance and arrogance that geniuses often have.

Everyone likes him, everyone wants to be friends with him, and some people even beg on their own heads, only hoping that they can help introduce him.And that naive fool actually came to look for him when he was most frustrated, saying that nothing had changed, and he hoped to be the same as his elder brother.

Same as before.

Ah.

Except for the still similar appearance of the two, the contents inside have long since become unrecognizable, and there is nothing left.

Compared with Luo Mingche's daily progress, he seems to have exhausted his talent. Not only is his cultivation speed getting slower and slower, but he often makes mistakes in helping his father with his daily affairs.Gradually, the father no longer felt at ease with himself, and left more family affairs in the hands of the second brother.

If he hadn't met the girl who was born with the curse of the ghost clan, maybe the forbidden techniques that he secretly practiced to re-learn would never come in handy.

Maybe he will never be able to make up his mind, and use a big fire and a body in exchange for a powerful force that can control everything.

Maybe they are still relying on others, dragging out their lives.

Luo Mingchuan threw the mask casually, and watched it draw an arc in the air, and soon fell into the river winding through the city, swirled a few times, and sank completely.

"I've never regretted it."

In fact, since he used blood and fire to open the gate to the underworld, there is no turning back.

"That's good," Shaluo smiled happily on the other side, as if he had already guessed his answer, "Isn't it your long-cherished wish to step on Mr. Hengwu completely? Now that you can take revenge immediately, why bother?" Advise me to stop? Why, are you doubting my determination?"

"No," Luo Mingchuan raised his head back and looked at the bright moon in the sky, "I just thought that Hengwu is not a reckless person, and just because of a distress letter from old man Mu, he may not be willing to come to Xizhou to attend the appointment. Even if he comes , and it is impossible not to make arrangements in Xiaoxiang. Are there any loopholes in your plan with that one?"