mistook the hero for a boyfriend

Zhao Yunchen was taken aback by what Jiang Lizhi had to say. He hadn't quite understood what Jiang Lizhi was trying to say, when he was suddenly pulled violently by him and fell into the pool of blood.

He staggered and almost fell down. Fortunately, the pool of blood was not too deep, it had just submerged his knees, but the feeling of blood piling up on his body was extremely uncomfortable.

Zhao Yunchen turned around and was almost hit by the jade pendant thrown by Jiang Lizhi. He raised his hand to finish it, and almost fell into the pool of blood with his unsteady center of gravity.

He wanted to ask what Jiang Lizhi meant, but he saw a huge white lotus block in front of him, and Jiang Lizhi on the other side turned into a ball of black mud. The outlines of the limbs can be seen.

It was the same as the people who fought with Zhao Yunchen before, but one came out of the black mud, and the other was reduced to the black mud itself.

Zhao Yunchen held the jade pendant that suddenly became extremely hot in his hand, and subconsciously leaned to the left, just avoiding the fragments of the lotus flower when it withered, the blood in the blood pool suddenly surged up and rolled up the waves.

He turned his head uneasily, and saw Jiang Lizhi in the depths of the blood pool at a glance. He was trembling restlessly, and stretched out his arms as if to wave to the sky.

Zhao Yunchen was startled, he has no time to delay now, who knows what will happen next.

Although the jade pendant had already been in his hands, nothing else happened. It was obvious that the task entrusted to Zhao Yunchen by the young man who led them to Mingshan was not over yet.

Zhao Yunchen dragged the blood-soaked pants with all his strength, and they seemed to be stuffed with a lot of things, but they were still able to move.

But light energy movement was of no use at all, Jiang Lizhi's movements were getting bigger and bigger, and he was about to wake up, and the lotus flower behind him also swelled again and quickly moved away, and it couldn't last long.

Zhao Yunchen didn't think he would have a chance of winning against two Jiang Lizhi whose abilities were unknown, not to mention that everyone reported their family name as the reincarnation of the Demon Lord.

The biggest obstacle is that he can't run.

But when he was about to die, he would run even with his last breath.

What's more, the current Zhao Yunchen, even though it is reasonable to say that he is in danger, but his heart is very calm, he doesn't feel nervous at all, and even faintly wants to laugh.

Whether he laughed or not, Zhao Yunchen himself didn't know, anyway, the leg that was dyed blood red finally got out of the pool of blood.

Successful.

The first step was successful, and everything that followed went smoothly. It seemed that the reason why Jiang Lizhi had two separate appearances here and wanted to talk so much with Zhao Yunchen was to tell Zhao Yunchen that Jiang Lizhi could divide into two. two.

When Zhao Yunchen was running, he suddenly thought of such a strange possibility, and his whole body felt cold, but there was an inexplicable voice of approval in his heart.

The blood pool made a crackling sound as he walked, and the jade pendant was so hot that it was about to burn a mark on his hand. This undoubtedly seemed to be a warning, telling Zhao Yunchen to leave quickly.

Of course he knew, but unfortunately he couldn't do it.

The blood was very viscous, and besides the strong smell, black crystals could be seen. In fact, Zhao Yunchen couldn't be sure that this thing was really blood, but he made a random judgment based on Jiang Lizhi's appearance.

Zhao Yunchen tried his best to walk quickly, there was a gate at the other end of the blood pool, but he couldn't walk fast.

The blood seemed to be hands, pulling on his legs, preventing him from moving, and seemed to be frozen by itself, and it no longer flowed as violently as before.

It's really annoying, and he only walked one or two steps, and the people in front of him and behind him all rushed towards him.

Zhao Yunchen didn't want to die, no one wanted to die, knowing that he could be saved.

His face was gloomy, it was so cold that it was about to freeze, and a surge of anger rose in his heart.Zhao Yunchen frowned and glared at the void. He was instinctively angry at a certain theatergoer, signaling him not to go too far in acting.

Someone snorted and stepped out of the way.

Zhao Yunchen was finally able to come out, and came to the bank of the blood pool without much effort, but unexpectedly, when he was about to lift his legs to leave, the hem of his clothes was pulled violently.

"Is it interesting?" Jiang Lizhi's body was still stained with bright red blood, and his voice was no longer the Qingyue of his youth.

Zhao Yunchen asked back: "What?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Lizhi's mouth, he raised his hand, and he fished out a silver mask from the pool.

He looked closely at Zhao Yunchen's face, and while putting on a mask for himself, he said, "Is it interesting to play with us?"

The mask was stuck on his face, hiding all his expressions. The familiar look made Zhao Yunchen's eyes widen. He couldn't help calling out Jiang Lizhi's other name: "Gu..."

Jiang Lizhi smiled, and forced Zhao Yunchen into the blood pool, forcing him to drink the viscous liquid in the blood pool.

Zhao Yunchen struggled painfully, but he couldn't escape Jiang Lizhi's restraint at all. The jade pendant fell to the side, exuding ice-blue light, circling softly under Zhao Yunchen's nose.

"It's disgusting, you are just like him, disgusting." Bloody tears flowed down Jiang Lizhi's face, but the corner of his mouth was clearly smiling.

Zhao Yunchen thumped for a few times and finally couldn't hold it anymore, the overwhelming demonic energy poured into his body, penetrated into his internal organs, forcing the spiritual power of those sparrows occupying the dove's nest to give up their original place.

The blackness spread in the blood pool, and the purer devilish energy was really released with Zhao Yunchen as the center.

He no longer struggled, his eyes were closed tightly as if he was sleeping, and his eyebrows were stretched freely, looking extraordinarily peaceful.

Someone came out from the end of the pool of blood, the door that Zhao Yunchen wanted to escape from. He had a slight smile on his face, and his robe was also pure black. He looked elegant and magnificent.

Xiao Jingfeng's voice was so soft, but it hit Jiang Lizhi's heart heavily.

"You tired him out."

He squatted down halfway, and Zhao Yunchen floated over spontaneously, so that he could touch him as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Jiang Lizhi stood on the side, and the black one also slipped in, and turned into a small puppet in a few clicks, looking dilapidated, and the joints were almost out of joint.

"I did my best to fulfill your request."

Xiao Jingfeng glanced at Jiang Lizhi casually, then put his arms around Zhao Yunchen's upper body and dragged him into the bleeding pool.

"It's not an example."

The jade pendant flew into Xiao Jingfeng's hands, and the ice-blue jade pendant turned into a crystal-clear water spirit stone in an instant, with brilliance flowing inside, as if it had endless spiritual power.

Xiao Jingfeng took Zhao Yunchen away, and Jiang Lizhi, who stayed where he was, closed his eyes in a daze.

He still remembered what Xiao Jingfeng said when he appeared, it was cruel and heartless.

He said: "My lord and I want to play a game. I will be the wife of a certain family, and he will be the guard of a certain family. I think this is a very interesting game, but if there are only two people, it will be too boring."

"So..." He had crooked eyebrows and a bewitching smile, but he clung to the man's body like a bird, "I'll let you guys come and play with us."

One game, one country, more than ten years of countless lives, two people's love.

Jiang Lizhi closed his eyes, the devil in his body seemed to be whispering again, forcing him to hand over his body day and night.

Ten days later, Zhao Yunchen, who was wearing a wedding dress, was lying tightly on the red quilt, and the water spirit stone that Xiao Jingfeng put aside finally gave off the brilliance it should have, and it was as distant as a phantom.

When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was a mirror.

Inside the mirror was a young man wearing a suit and glasses. He stared stiffly at Zhao Yunchen outside the mirror.

When Zhao Yunchen was surprised, the young man's voice sounded from far away and suddenly near: "Is this the self in your heart? You can get the best token with a grade A score. In other words, monk, your luck good."

Zhao Yunchen raised his head and looked at the boy, who had a gentle smile on his face and something called blessing hidden in his eyes.

Zhao Yunchen hadn't realized it yet, and saw his real self in the mirror without knowing it. It would be too childish to give himself a first-class rating for such a simple thing.

But the young man looked serious, and even summoned a token casually, which looked very similar to the one Gu Daotian gave Zhao Yunchen, but there were actually many subtle differences in the pattern and texture.

Gu Daotian?

Thinking of the man with the mask, Zhao Yunchen couldn't help frowning, as if he had forgotten something important.

"I hope you can get something in Mingshan." Seeing Zhao Yunchen's worried look, the young man said comfortingly, "Your companions are waiting for you outside the door, go there quickly, everything will be fine."

Zhao Yunchen, who was immersed in his own thoughts, held the token in a daze, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

"Ah, oh." He smiled awkwardly, "I see, thank you."

The teenager shook his head, holding his mirror tightly.

"Cultivator, be careful all the way." He said so briskly, but with a hint of solemnity, as if Zhao Yunchen was really his acquaintance.

Keeping the token properly, Zhao Yunchen nodded towards the young man, still feeling strange turmoil in his heart, but he suppressed it forcibly.

Passing through the small narrow door, there is another noisy hall outside. People are coming and going, some of them are holding tokens in their hands. reliable way.

So, is Mingshan's number selection really such a trifling matter?

He was still thinking, when his clothes were suddenly ripped off.

Zhao Yunchen subconsciously turned his back to lock the opponent's movements, and was about to activate the aura by force. The person under him hurriedly shouted: "My lord, it's me! My lord!"

Xiao Jingfeng's eyes were red with fright, his arms were pressed on his back by Zhao Yunchen, and he was turning his head pitifully to talk to him at this moment.

"Scenery, wind." Zhao Yunchen said word by word, in disbelief.

He unconsciously let go, and Xiao Jingfeng quickly shrank back from under him, but he was still next to Zhao Yunchen, biting his lower lip and looking like he was about to cry in fear.

"Jingfeng." Zhao Yunchen looked at Xiao Jingfeng strangely, as if he didn't recognize him.

Xiao Jingfeng was still the same as usual, lowering his head a little timidly, rubbing the wound with his hands interlaced, and responding to his lord after hearing Zhao Yunchen's shout.

It seems that there is no problem.

Zhao Yunchen felt that he might be suspicious.

How could there be an idea that Xiao Jingfeng is not Xiao Jingfeng, even if Xiao Jingfeng is a male cultivator, he is still Xiao Jingfeng.

His Xiao Jingfeng.

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