My villain's vest can't cover it [Rebirth]

The gust of wind scraped his face like a knife, and the stench made people sick.

Yan Bujing entered the battle alone, just in case, Fuyou tied thin gold threads around his limbs.He said: "If you think the situation is wrong, I will pull him back."

Before Yan Bujing left the battle, he smiled at Fuyou and said, "I'm afraid it wasn't that I just joined the battle, and the thread was cut by the gangster, so don't feel sorry for my little uncle."

Knowing that he was joking, the little uncle laughed and said, "Don't underestimate my magic weapon."

Yan Bujing looked down at the rope, inexplicably thinking of the one that Yu Liuyin always likes to tie him up with.

He bowed his head and smiled, and entered the battle.

This burst of eyes is almost the same as what he imagined, it is really dangerous, but the strange thing is that he has been here for a long time without much danger.Nothing special except for the strong wind and bad smell.

Fuyou was outside the formation, watching everything in the formation.

Zuo Hufa stood beside him, and Fuyou summoned him to ask in a low voice: "What's going on?"

Zuo Hufa lowered his head: "Palace Master, the formation is not activated."

Fuyou looked over suddenly: "Why?"

Guardian Zuo knelt down: "This subordinate is negligent of duty. This subordinate should go and check now."

Fuyou's hands were attached to four thin golden threads, the threads were swaying in the wind and it was almost impossible to see clearly, he said: "Stop."

Guardian Zuo turned around: "Palace Master."

"Bring this over there and watch the timing."

"Yes."

This thread is much thinner than the one that Fuyou tied Yan Bujing, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.Zuo Hufa took the gold thread and retreated, Fuyou squinted his eyes, flew into the air, and watched carefully.

Yan Bujing seemed to have entered a boundless black hole.There seems to be no end.

He walked cautiously, with all his energy.However, there was still no response.It made him a little surprised, not knowing what went wrong.

However, in a trance, he seemed to hear a small voice coming from his ear.

The sound seemed to reverberate in the empty valley, it couldn't be heard clearly, it was intermittent.He closed his eyes and listened intently.

"Back to..."

"host……"

"go……"

Yan Bujing frowned.Why is this voice so familiar.

until--

"Young master... go back..."

The four words came clearly to his ears, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

Jiu Liancheng!

Suddenly, the voice suddenly increased, and a roar came from the boundless darkness: "Go! Go!"

With a thump in his heart, Yan Bujing ran away.

However, it was too late.

In the darkness, pairs of eyes staring like Tonglings were shining with red light, and one could tell how huge their bodies were at a glance, as tall as a person.

Yan Bujing looked up at the group of magical beasts that suddenly appeared in the darkness, and then he heard the disgusting wind, followed by endless roars.

He covered his ears and staggered from the sound.

"Young Master..." Jiu Liancheng's voice became weaker and weaker, "Fu... Fuyou... I want to kill..."

Yan Bujing was trembling all over, he stared at the darkness with vacant focus, searching like a helpless child.

"Jiu Liancheng, make it clear! Make it clear!"

Jiu Liancheng's voice was silent in the darkness, but the monsters were clamoring and excited.Yan Bujing only felt a chill running down his spine.My hands and feet are numb.

"Uncle..."

No.

He panicked for a moment.

He forced himself to calm down again.

I don't know if this is real Jiu Liancheng or fake, what if these monsters saw the person he cared about and lied to him.

He closed his eyes, raised his head and shouted to the outside: "Little uncle, little uncle..."

There was a "click".

Yan Bujing fell down suddenly, and the golden ropes on his limbs gradually lost their color.

The magic weapon has faded, I'm afraid it's useless.

At that moment, the monsters neighed and rushed towards Yan Bujing.

Yan Bujing gritted his teeth bitterly.Summoning a bone knife from the void, he cut down on his wrist.Blood spurted out suddenly and spilled all over the ground.

He gritted his teeth and said: "I, Yan Bujing, want to take my life, and no one has ever escaped."

After finishing speaking, the blood light rose up, and the red light soared to the sky.

He stood in front of the formation, blood danced wildly around him, the red clothes were red, and the blood was also red.I can't see clearly what is blood and what is clothing.

The thicker the blood mist, the more excited the monsters are, but the thicker the marks bound on them are.

Yan Bujing was overjoyed.

"Sure enough, the Demon Killing Formation is effective for them."

Although there are some differences, but after all, they have the same root and the same origin, and they still have some effects.

It's just that the blood flowed too fast, and soon he was exhausted.

"Oops."

He gradually lost his strength, the foreground became more and more blurred, and he began to crumble.

"what happened……"

"Jing'er." Fuyou's voice seemed to be heard around him, and he tried his best to ask, "Little uncle?"

"Jing'er, hurry up, use your soul power to summon Fenchen."

His blood flowed too fast and couldn't be stopped, and the magic array was so fierce.He asked, "Now...?"

"Yes, hurry up, don't wait any longer."

At this moment, Yan Bujing felt as if his blood was about to be drained.He forced his mind to summon Fenchen.

The monster is bound by the formation for the time being and cannot move.However, to maintain such a large formation, for Yan Bujing at this time, it can be said that an egg hits a stone.He may be drained of blood at any time, so he must hurry up.

However, no matter how he summoned, there was no aura of Fen Chen.

"what happened."

Could it be... something is wrong.

Fen Chen has a deep connection with him, this is the power of thought carved into the soul.

But at this time, it doesn't work.

"Jing'er? Jing'er?" Fuyou exclaimed, "Don't sleep, don't sleep!"

He faltered and tried his best.His mind was buzzing, his tinnitus was getting louder and louder, as if everything was upside down in front of his eyes, he suddenly fell backwards.

Eyes wide open, the magic circle sucked his blood wantonly.

The calls in his ear could not regain his composure, Yan Bujing seemed to see Fuyou who was pale with fright.

"Uncle..."

He wanted to close his eyes, to sleep.

Little uncle, I'll just rest for a while, okay?

He gradually closed his eyes, and the magic circle suddenly brightened with blood, the monster screamed excitedly, and the blood on his body gradually darkened.They smelled the burning dust on his body, this is an old enemy for thousands of years!

ate him.eat him!

The roar of the Warcraft was the last struggle, and they almost wanted to have a carnival.

Fu You, who was still anxious just now, gradually recovered his expression, and even smiled slightly.He hooked his sword finger and said coldly: "Let go."

The left guardian stretched out his hand, and four almost imperceptible golden threads entered the eyes of the formation, piercing through Yan Bujing's limbs.Unexpectedly, Xuankong pulled Yan Bujing up.

The monsters all looked at Yan Bujing, who was hanging higher and higher, with whirring sounds in their mouths.

Fuyou took the golden thread, and in the blink of an eye, the golden thread disappeared.

Left Protector: "Palace Master."

Fuyou stared at Yan Bujing, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's coming soon."

Guardian Zuo seemed puzzled, and asked, "Palace master...won't you kill him?"

Fuyou glanced at him with a smile: "Kill?"

He shook his head: "Not to kill."

Guardian Zuo was startled: "Why?"

"I have kept that thing for more than 300 years. That thing is as stubborn as a donkey, and it still refuses to be used by me. Heh, if it is not used by me, I will let its owner be used by me. One day, three thousand karma The fire will be mine, and the dust will be mine."

"Does the palace lord want it?"

"Yan Bujing is a smart dog. It will be a matter of time before he finds out. I want to make him an obedient dog before he finds out." Fuyou raised his left hand, Yan Bujing raised his left hand, and he raised his right hand, Yan Bujing raised his right hand.

When he pressed down, Yan Bujing made a hole with a bang.

"Haha...hahahaha...the old palace lord's golden thread is a good thing. He didn't teach me puppetry, but he doesn't know how many good things I have done with this golden thread."

"Palace Master." Zuo Hufa suddenly said: "Look, it's coming!"

Fuyou Youyou raised her eyelids, and the smile on the corner of her mouth grew bigger and bigger.

"Tsk tsk tsk, they are all dogs who protect the master, but they are loyal. Just like that stupid doll, for the person who wants to protect, it is willing to jump into any pit."

The clouds in the sky were reflected into fire.

That night, the people in Demon Realm didn't know what happened, and all looked to the east.

It was as if half the sky was burning, it was scary red.

That mixed with the flame that burned the world, came through the sky.

And the people in Zhen's eyes lost their blood as if they had been stripped of their cocoons, leaving only empty shells.

There are a few souls left in the empty shell, and those souls are trembling and about to fly away.

"Yan Bujing is about to lose her soul," Zuo Hufa said.

"I just wanted an empty shell, and his life should have died long ago."

"Hey." Zuo Hufa looked at the people in his eyes.

Three thousand karmic fires burn all things, if there is no control, a little bit of soul will be wiped out.It's just... Zuo Hufa is puzzled, why is Yan Bujing's soul only breathing for a few breaths?

It seems that there are only three souls and seven souls... two souls and five souls here?

"Palace Master..." He wanted to ask the Palace Master, but the Palace Master pulled him back for a while, "Hurry up, it's here."

That day, the sky of Demon Realm was burned, and the ground was shaken out of the cracks.The people in the Demon Realm panicked, thinking that the war between immortals and demons a hundred years ago was about to start again, so they ran away with their heads in their hands.

Fuyou looked at the raging fire burning at the bottom of the pit, and the ambition in his eyes became more and more raging.

"Jing'er. From now on, I will give you a new life, and you will go through fire and water to kill Jiuchongtian for me."

"No competition? No competition? No competition!!!"

Yan Bujing seemed to have sunk into the bottom of the sea, the surroundings were as soft as water, wrapping him very comfortably.

"Master...Father..." He called softly and rubbed against each other.

"..."

"Yan Bujing! Master, you big-headed ghost, wake me up!" With a violent shout, Yan Bujing suddenly opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he found that his surroundings were filled with flames.

What surrounded him was not a stream of water, but a mass of fire.He is on fire right now.

"You bastard, you're still sleeping, I've been trapped waiting for you for 300 years, and you don't come to me! You want to make yourself dead, and you're just trying to make trouble for me!"

Yan Bujing was stunned by the scolding: "Who is talking?"

"You! You don't recognize my voice?"

Yan Bujing: "??? Should I know you?"

Seeing the red light soaring, the flame rushed towards him, Yan Bujing hugged his head timidly: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I really can't remember."

"Get up, take it away, and I'll give it back to you!"

"Huh?" Yan Bujing hadn't figured out what was going on yet, the flames looked ferocious but didn't hurt him, and for some reason, he felt very comfortable being in the flames.

only……

"You want to give me something back? Who are you? What did I give you?"

"Hehe, if I wait for you to give it to me, I'm afraid it will make you die [-] times earlier. It's something I snatched from you!"

The more he talked, the more confused he became, Yan Bujing said: "What is it?"

"I've heard that someone has lost their soul. People are stupid. It's true. You look like a fool. You don't even know what you are missing. When I wake you up, I will tell you to look at yourself. The appearance of time!"

"Lost soul? Me?" Yan Bujing heard something from its oblique words.

The voice snorted, and saw a group of blue flames entering from between his eyebrows as if wrapped in something.

He yelled: "Hey, what are you stuffing..."

Before the words could be uttered, his whole body twitched violently, his mind exploded, and he froze in place.

Not because of anything else, but because... a voice as clear as spring water suddenly appeared in my ear, with a hint of childishness and a hint of a low smile: "No competition."

His eye sockets were suddenly moist, and tears flowed out unconsciously, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

He heard himself reply with a smile, "Ayu, I'm here."

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The next chapter starts memory killing, those years when Yan Bujing was the craziest~