blackened protagonist

People often say that "the world is unpredictable and fickle", who would have thought that in just a few years, the Xuantianmen, which was once the number one sect in the world, has become a second-rate sect.

A few years, just a few years.For the cultivation world, these times can only be regarded as quicksand between the fingers, light and light, not painful or itchy.

However, in the past few years, several spiritual veins in Xuantianmen were blown up one after another, and even the secret place where the treasures of heaven and earth were stored was also burned in a flash.Let me ask, without the support of long-term development, without the rich heritage of generations, what is Xuantianmen talking about being number one in the world?

If it weren't for the glory of the ancestors, if it weren't for the great achievements in repelling the endless land, if it wasn't for the strong and undying inheritance, the Xuantianmen might not even be considered second-rate.

Although such a shocking change made the world sigh, and even had a bit of schadenfreude, people's eyes are always focused on a bit of gossip, so the speculation on the topic of "Why did His Excellency Tianjue disappear after the war?" It can be regarded as a powerful and unconstrained style, and it lasts for a long time.

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The endless land is filled with black and red, as if nothing can change it.

At this time, the Endless Land was completely under Mu Ze's control. Of course, Qin Nuo and the others, under Mu Lichen's instruction, helped a lot during this process.

"Pass down the order, the temple must be guarded today, and no one is allowed to enter!" Mu Ze looked into the distance, as if he wanted to find something in the unchanging black and red.

"Yes!"

The demon cultivator behind him took the order to retreat, and immediately organized people to guard around the temple tightly.

To be honest, when Moxiu heard this order, his first reaction was - you fuck me, right? !In the Endless Land, who knows that one cannot get close to the temple, otherwise, one will never return!But... Can he refuse the ancestor's order?cannot!So... my life is over! ! !

However, a miraculous thing happened. It was fine when he organized people to approach him, and it was fine when he was "surrounded" tightly... Could it be that the people in the temple had a good talk with the ancestor?Well - he should complete the task properly...

"Master, Mu Ze's people have already set up defenses outside." Wang Ming held a keel fan in his hand, bowed with both hands, and reported to Mu Lichen.

"Tonight, the dark night is approaching, there is no room for loss." Mu Lichen sat cross-legged, looking intently at the Bianhua in front of him.

Mu Qing was sitting opposite him, her eyelids drooping slightly, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Seeing this, Wang Ming stepped back and stepped up his defense.

"Are you willing?" After a long time, Mu Qing uttered, breaking the silence of the room.

Mu Lichen looked at him with questioning eyes.

"I mean Mu Ze. Are you willing to let him go?" Mu Qing avoided Mu Lichen's gaze, and gently rubbed her fingers on her knee.

Mu Lichen was obedient, and looked at the snow-white flower again as if he didn't care, and said, "What about you?"

"What does he have to do with me?" I don't believe in love for a long time.

Mu Qing thought, he was just afraid that Mu Lichen would get hurt again, after all, Mu Ze was no longer the same person as before, only a passionate and innocent person.

His love seems to have become impure, with a strong sense of possessiveness and destruction.Hurt others and hurt yourself.

"Then what does he have to do with me? It's just a pawn." Mu Lichen stared at Hua, his gaze was momentarily blank, like a hallucination.

Mu Qing didn't speak any more, she closed her eyes and adjusted her breath silently, waiting for her impending fate.

Black, intense black condensed over the temple, carrying a strong coercion, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.

"coming."

Mu Lichen whispered a word, then sat opposite Mu Qing to the center of the formation, and placed the Bianhua between them.

The two looked at each other, and worked together like a tacit understanding to activate the fusion formation that had been prepared.

The other shore flower slowly rose to a certain height, and it emitted pure white fluorescence to cover the two of them, resisting the killing intent from Yin Ye.Gradually, the two of them were shrouded in brighter and brighter fluorescence, as if they were woven into a light cocoon.

Then, the cocoon gradually became smaller, and the light gradually faded.In the end, the light dissipated and the flowers shattered, leaving only a man sitting quietly on the spot.

Silver hair, open eyes, silver eyes, except for a red dress, nothing seems to have changed.

Feeling the power in his body, Mu Lichen had a coquettish smile on his face, then got up and walked outside the hall.

Different from the tranquility inside the temple, corpses were strewn all over the ground outside the temple, and the ground was soaked with dark red blood, making the flames that spewed out even more intense.

This land speaks of joy.

The surviving moxiu had left long ago under Wang Ming's warning, and there were only four of them left in this area.

Wang Ming, Cen Li, and Qin Nuo came to Mu Lichen, knelt down on one knee respectfully, put their right hands into fists where the heart was, and said in unison, "Welcome back, my lord!"

Mu Lichen smiled and raised his head, his gaze seemed to penetrate the clouds to touch another time and space.

"My old friend, coming soon."

The three of Qin Nuo looked at each other, and finally Wang Ming stepped forward and asked, "Master, do you need to prepare anything?"

"wait."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and returned to the hall. The three chatted for a while, and then returned to their posts.

……

"Master." Tianhua stood outside the door and called in a flat tone.

"come in."

An old and tired voice came from inside the house, the door was not opened by spiritual power like before, it was quiet, without any movement.

Tianhua pushed the door open as he said, and the one who caught his eyes was a Xuantian sect head who looked no different from a mortal old man.

At this moment, he was kneeling on the futon, staring at the paintings hanging on the wall.

"What's the matter?"

"Master, I want to go to the Endless Land, so I'm here to resign."

"Oh? Then you have to tell me why."

"For the sect."

"...Go, be careful and return safely."

While speaking, Tian Qing's posture did not change at all, as if she was stunned by the painting.

After Tianhua got the answer he wanted, he turned and left. Just as he was about to step out of the room, Tianqing's soliloquy came from behind him, which made him stop.

"Master Patriarch, I didn't expect that Xuantianmen would be defeated by me... But, I have to live on..."

The corners of Tianhua's mouth hooked up, with imperceptible sarcasm and contempt, like a god looking down on the tiny dust, and then heading towards the endless land without hesitation.

"Xiaochen, brother really misses you..."

Tianhua smiled, but with a frightening paranoia.