moonlit night

Almost at the moment he jumped off, Jun Changye and Yun Ya rushed to the edge of the cliff at the same time.

The northern border is high and the land is wide. For Yun Ya, it is far better than the small bridges and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River. It is enough for him to exert the effect of the Thunderbolt Golden Spear to the extreme. Next, he chopped off half of the strange boulders standing on the edge of the cliff.

At this moment, Jun Changye was concerned about Wanqing's safety, and he wanted to immediately follow the moon and dust off the cliff, but he had no intention of getting entangled with the golden gun.But Yunya was obviously agitated too much by what he said earlier, all the recruits were killers, coupled with the skyrocketing cultivation base, and the echo of thunder from the sky, suddenly became very difficult to deal with, the golden spear rushed into the room from left to right, and forced Lock Jun Changye's way down the cliff tightly.

When he was only an inch away from the edge of the cliff for the third time, he was forced to stop, and Jun Changye finally wanted to kill Yunya.But at this moment, a long black knife suddenly flew up from under the cliff.After the knife went up the cliff, it still leaped unabated, and it was nailed straight into the body of the tallest boulder on the edge of the cliff, and within three zhang, the rest of the cliff stones were all annihilated into powder under the momentum of this nail.

It is the Fengshen Sword.

It was the Conferred God Saber that Jun Changye handed over to Yue Qingchen for safekeeping when he was at the Sea of ​​Bliss.

The two on the edge of the cliff took a step back at the same time, Yunya was forced to draw back his gun to help, while Jun Changye raised his hand, causing Fengshen to fly into his hands.But just as they retreated and entered, doubts and surprises surfaced in the hearts of the two at the same time.

What surprised Yunya was that it was no wonder why the Conferred God was delayed in the previous battle, so it was not in the master's hands.But Mozun always regards Fengshen as his life, and he is willing to hand it over to Yue Qingchen for safekeeping, but it doesn't match the disdainful attitude he expressed earlier. Could it be that Jun Changye really said that on purpose in order to motivate him to take action?

There was a moment of bewilderment in Jun Changye's heart, but only for a moment, it disappeared in the wind like the scattered dust.

He just wanted to know urgently, what was the intention behind Master's sudden return of the Conferred God?

That day the master made it very clear that he didn't want to rely too much on the power of utensils, especially the utensils that Li Yuan had used.Then he is like this now, is he going to help him, or is he going to... cut himself off?

Jun Changye didn't dare to think about how Master would react if Daoist Wan Qing really died.

No one knew better than him the weight of that Taoist priest in Yue Qingchen's heart.What's more, even if the left envoy had betrayed his heart long ago, he was still loyal to him in name.Yu Tu's killing Wan Qing is equivalent to his Jun Changye killing Wan Qing with his own hands.

How should such crimes be paid for?

But who gave Yu Tu such courage?Is someone else falsely preaching the imperial decree, or is he making his own claim?

In fact, the answer is ready to come out, just a little thought, everything should be understood.

It's just that Jun Changye didn't expect Shamanhua to be able to do this.

He originally thought that he could follow his thoughts, create a face that he hoped outsiders would see through, and manipulate others into his hands.Unexpectedly, he also couldn't see the truth of others, and he would also fall into the net set by others.

Suddenly it began to snow in the sky, and it was getting bigger and bigger, and it was getting faster and faster.Jun Changye raised his head dully, only to realize that his shoulders were already covered with snow.He lifted the long knife lightly and shook it in front of his eyes, only to notice that there was a bright bloody handprint on the handle of the knife, which was seeping out with the melting snow.

But before that, the bloodstains were completely covered by pitch black.

Jun Changye raised his hand, and put the palm of his hand on it, and his five fingers covered the fresh fingerprints that the man had just left one by one, as if interlocking with Yue Qingchen's ten fingers.

Only then did he realize belatedly that it seemed that every time something happened, it would snow.Snow can bury everything, and it can also make everything invisible.

But the snow fell so heavily, as if it wanted to turn a world that had just given birth to green shoots back to barrenness.

The world fell into a vast expanse of whiteness, gradually blurring the vision.Jun Changye closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw the white robe reappeared on the cliff.

Yue Qingchen had already taken off his outer robe, and wrapped a person in his arms.The man's arms fell limply, motionless in his arms.Jun Changye took a few steps closer to him, but he threw a blood-stained snake on the ground, transforming into a slim figure of a woman.Blood bloomed on the lips and chest of the femme fatale, like several red lotuses blooming.

"Jun Changye," Yue Qingchen seemed very tired. When he spoke, he didn't even look at the man in black in front of him, but only stared at the snake-like female demon, "Do you have anything else to say to me?"

Jun Changye was slightly taken aback, opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

In fact, Yue Qingchen seldom called him by his first and last name like this. When he was happy, he might call him "Long Night", and when he was unhappy, he would call him Mozun directly.But Wan Qing's life stopped at the bottom of the cliff, and the master seemed to be drained of all his strength suddenly, and he didn't even bother to care about the distinction between closeness and closeness.

Jun Changye thought, he let himself speak, but the facts are in front of his eyes, if the master believes in himself, there is no need to say more, everything is clear.But if he only believes what his eyes see, then what's the point of pleading?

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in the upper body, as if the flesh and blood had been pierced by a sharp object. Jun Changye turned his head to look, but it was Yun Ya who shot behind him, directly piercing his shoulder.

Seeing that Jun Changye didn't respond, Yunya squinted her eyes, and simply raised the gun, lifted him into the air, and then fell heavily on a strange and abrupt rock beside her.There were several sharp stone thorns protruding obliquely from the stone, when Jun Changyefu bumped into it, several pierced into his back, several pierced into his abdomen, and three or four pierced out from between his hands, ankles and wrists, stabbing him firmly. nailed to a rocky mountain.

The blood soon seeped out, gradually covering the mountains and fields, but Jun Changye remained silent, as if wanting to merge with this silent stone mountain.

Yun Ya pulled out the golden spear from his shoulder, twirled it around and held it in his palm, then stepped back a few steps, and walked to Yue Qingchen's side.

"Do you want to kill him yourself?" He asked Yue Qingchen, "Or, if I kill Mozun, will you blame me?"

Yue Qingchen looked up at Yunya, shook his head, then laid the person in his arms flat on the ground, knelt down halfway, and tidied the person's unkempt hair through his clothes, and when he opened his mouth again, his voice sounded like a slap shiver.

"I'm sorry," he lowered his head, his teeth seemed to be chattering with cold, and then he made some strange whimpering sounds, "I'm sorry, I'm always late."

Seeing him like this, Yun Ya felt as if someone had stabbed her in her heart, seeing Yue Qingchen kneeling in the snow with thin clothes, she took off her outer robe and carefully put it on him.Then he raised the gun again, intending to finish Jun Changye first, and then consider how to deal with the female demon.

But as soon as she looked up, Yunya saw Yuxu and Huaiyuan standing not far away.The old suzerain seemed unable to bear the pain of losing a loved one, his eyes were fixed on the body wrapped in white robe on the ground, but the body almost slipped to the ground.Huaiyuan kept supporting him, but he turned his head to look elsewhere.In fact, this young man's eye circles are obviously red, but he just doesn't want to be discovered by others, especially at this moment.

He has to be the master's reliance once more, and he has to bring the little uncle's body back to his home on Maoshan smoothly, and he can't let others underestimate them, saying that they have no successors to the Maoshan sect.

But just turning his head like this, Huaiyuan saw that the devil who killed the little uncle was being nailed to the side of the stone mountain.The nail was nailed, but the demon looked indifferent, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

The little uncle died, but the instigator still acted as if he stayed out of the matter, how could there be such a reason in the world?

He didn't quite remember how many times he had met Jun Changye, and even if he vaguely remembered it, he didn't want to mention it now.He whispered something to Yuxu, and after getting a response, he drew his sword from his waist and went straight to Jun Changye.

The moment the long sword entered his stomach, Jun Changye actually didn't feel much, he was used to it anyway.He just looked at the young Taoist priest in front of him who was so angry that he almost lost his mind, and then he suddenly realized that so many years have passed since the time when he left the Lying Chan Temple.

Good and evil, good and evil, how many people from the same origin are classified into these two words because of different encounters in their growth. To the point of life and death.They felt that there was an unclean bloody enmity between them, but in fact, they were just thrown into the trajectory set by fate from the very beginning, and generation after generation, they filled this bloody chasm with their lives.

As a result, the sea of ​​blood is getting deeper and deeper. From ten thousand years ago to today, it is already bottomless. How can it be resolved with only one's own strength?

What's more, even if there is a person who can turn things around, before he reaches that step, before he climbs to the top, before he is aware of this conspiracy, how can he not obey the ten thousand years of the same clan? Act according to the laws of heaven?

Therefore, before he had enough power to fight back against the Dao of Heaven, his hands must have been stained with the blood of alien races, which could not be washed away long ago.

Isn't it a big joke that the former demon guards want to speak out for the demons, and the former demon kings want to reconcile with others?

That being the case, why bother to do such a thankless thing?

So, just as Zhao Ya predicted, after thousands of years of hatred, the mortal world under the God Realm will usher in a dark and eternal night.

But even if I know this, Jun Changye thought, what can I do?

Just like at this moment, if he fights back, he will not repent, he is born rebellious;

what should I do?Jun Changye was a little dazed, subconsciously looking for Yue Qingchen's figure.For no reason, he just felt that that person must know the answer.

Master, what should I do?what should we do?

But immediately, Jun Changye laughed out loud, as if he felt that he was extremely absurd.

He clearly saw that when Yunya asked Yue Qingchen that question, whether Yue Qingchen would blame him if he killed the demon king, the person he loved shook hands with Yunya. head.

Feeling coldness slipping from the tip of his nose, Jun Changye raised his head and tried to catch the snow with his eyes, but it was in vain.

Snow can't lower the temperature, nor can it relieve the astringency. It will only blend into the warm and salty current, and soon overflow, making people mistakenly think that he is crying.

He still wanted to ask the last question.

Could it be that what you said earlier was all to lie to me?