Everyone asks me

Hey, Qian Ziwen was not surprised to finally ask such a sentence.

If he left without answering anything, and Qi Youtian was thinking wildly, wouldn't his guess be more confirmed?

Qian Ziwen didn't panic, he walked in front of Qi Youtian with a smile, and looked down at the young man in front of him with a condescending advantage, "I am the worst villain in the world, and everyone hates me for doing a lot of evil."

"I have to eat a hundred mortals every day. When I get tired of eating, I will change the taste and eat the heart of a child. If my name is mentioned, the baby under the full moon will be scared to stop crying."

What kind of bad answer is this, when he is a foolish three-year-old?Qi Youtian pursed his lips tightly, a few sparks burst out from his blue and purple eyes.

If his eyes were like blades, he would have already been pierced by thousands of arrows.

After bullying the Son of Destiny severely, Qian Ziwen felt quite relieved, but he sighed melancholy, "When you and I met for the first time, you took the initiative to chat, saying that you wanted to have tea and talk with me, and you said You only look at the sword and not the person."

"It's only been a while, and you're asking who I am. It seems that you've forgotten what you said earlier. Forget it, I'm disheartened. I'm standing here, and you draw your sword and stab me here."

He couldn't help but grab Qi Youtian's hand, and his fingers pressed against Qi Youtian's wrist, it was still as cold as ice, without any heat.

Qi Youtian was so excited that his whole body went numb, he struggled but he didn't get away.

He frowned and was about to push harder, when he saw that person's dispirited expression, with a bit of discouraged slackness, like cracked white porcelain.Even if there is a crack, it can't hide the luster of the white porcelain itself.Because the cracks are all over the body, it has a thrilling beauty.

The man grabbed his hand and placed it on his chest.

Through the layers of clothing, Qi Youtian still felt a faint heartbeat, which was too weak and too slow, like a flame that was about to go out.

"Pierce here, don't be soft-hearted." The black-clothed demon cultivator smiled, "I tell you, my life gate is in the heart. After you stab it in with your sword, you have to remember to smash it with sword energy." Broken, or I won't die."

"You don't have to worry about stabbing it in. After pulling out the sword, it won't bleed, and it won't splash all over you. It's better to die in the hands of a friend of the deity than in the hands of an enemy."

Even though he said such terrible and stern words, his voice became more and more moving, as if whispering close to his ears, with a gentle and tender tone.

Qi Youtian's throat was dry.He looked into those cold, distant pale silver eyes, and realized that he couldn't even utter a word.

The black-clothed demon cultivator looked at him intently, and suddenly smiled, "Only you know the weakness of this deity. You are the only one who can kill me."

Qi Youtian's voice became even more dry, he closed his eyes, and said: "If senior is really hostile to Taiyan Sect, and today's blood and souls are making trouble, senior can join hands with him to kill in Taiyan Sect, and in the end it will still be possible." Get away."

"Blood Soul is not a soft-hearted person. My junior brother met Blood Soul and survived some torture. Presumably, Senior protected him. Therefore, I am grateful to Senior."

"However, it's a bit of a coincidence that senior appeared in Taiyan Sect at this time. I just want to ask, who is senior?" Qi Youtian stared at him with good eyes, as if he wanted to see through his heart and soul.

"A nameless person who deserved to die a long time ago, you don't even know." The black-clothed demon took two steps with his hands behind his back, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.

"White Feather Demon Lord." There was no hesitation in Qi Youtian's tone, and he had already confirmed the answer.

The black-clothed demon raised his eyebrows, "But any good-looking swordsman can't be a white feather? Why, you want to play with me to cut the robe and judge righteousness?"

Before Qi Youtian could reply, the man pinched his neck as soon as he stretched out his hand, three fingers tightly wrapped around the flesh, which could be broken with just a little force.

It wasn't the scaring like teasing a child last time, but it was really hard, and the finger snapped with a snap, and a life was over.

Qi Youtian was caught off guard, and his spiritual energy was also sealed, so he couldn't resist.

The black-clothed demon cultivator sneered, "How dare you stab someone in the back like your master with such little skill? Do you know what happened when your little brother was found by me?"

The gate of life was restrained, Qi Youtian was having difficulty breathing, but the young sword cultivator remained forbearing and silent, as if he would not beg for mercy even if he was strangled to death.

Only when he heard the words "Little Junior Brother", his breathing stopped for a moment.

The demon cultivator in black let go of his neck, but deliberately leaned into Qi Youtian's ear and said, "Your little junior brother was tortured until his face turned pale, and the blood soul is kissing his finger. And your little junior brother is still calling you in a low voice." name."

"He's calling, Senior Brother Qi."

Junior brother, Qi Youtian's eyelashes trembled.

The little junior he personally brought out from Shanhai City, the little junior who has just been hurt and inexplicably robbed, will give him pear flowers to call his junior junior...

The heart of the sword that had been frozen and covered with frost suddenly jumped, the sound was not loud, but it made Qi Youtian tremble all over.

A wisp of thin sword intent condensed like smoke, urging the thin clouds in the sky to dissipate in an instant.

Qi Youtian wanted to draw his sword to kill people, he wanted to use thousands of sword lights to tear the blood soul into thousands of pieces.For the first time in his life, he understood what hatred was.

The black-clothed demon Xiu Quan pretended not to see it, and said lightly, "Where is Qian Ziwen, it's mine. I'm not happy that my things were touched by others, so I have nothing to do with you to save him. "

"Things?" Qi Youtian asked hoarsely, he had already drawn his sword in his hand, "In your eyes, little junior brother, is it just a thing, just a furnace?"

The young Jianxiu's eyes were extremely fierce, and the layer of indifference that could not eat the fireworks of the world had faded away.He was really angry and angry, like a wolf desperate to tear a piece of flesh off the enemy.

Qi Youtian held the sword, the intent of the sword was still solemn, but the sand and gravel leaves on the ground were shattered, "Whether it is the blood soul or you, no one wants to touch a finger of the younger brother. Even if I try my best today, I can't let you take my little brother away."

He was already holding the sword in his hand and ready to strike, and there was a layer of red light in his blue and purple eyes.

"With your swordsmanship, you can't even cut off a strand of my hair." The black-clothed demon shook his head mockingly, "I want to take Qian Ziwen away, and you can't stop it at all."

"He is my little junior brother, anyone who wants to touch half of his finger has to ask me first." Qi Youtian became more and more vigilant.He is like a furious little wolf, whining even though his hair is blown up, he is willing to frighten the people in front of him to give up.

"Tsk, your little junior brother is really your lifeblood. A hero is saddened by beauty, and you are also a fool."

The originally tense atmosphere suddenly dissipated with a sigh from the black-clothed demon cultivator.At this point, Qi You felt that the murderous aura that made the scalp tingle was gone.

He knew that this man was really murderous just now.

The demon cultivator in black waved his hand disinterestedly, "Qian Ziwen still has a wisp of demonic energy on him, you can ask your master to pull it out and throw it away, and then he will wake up. This deity is not as dirty as you think, Qian Ziwen It works for me, that's all."

"Before the deity makes a move, you look at him for me first."

Before Qi Youtian could reply, the man waved his long sleeves, and the black clothes melted into the moonlight.

Damn!Qi Youtian cursed in a low voice, even he himself didn't know who he was scolding.

After Qian Ziwen finished the half-truth and half-fake scene, he was still in a happy mood.Even though he hasn't done this kind of deceiving trick for a long time, it's still handy to take it out again.

Now that the entire Taiyan Sect has been turned into a mess by him, it is presumed that the head elders, even with the calm Yan Ge, will be distracted for a long time and cannot practice.

Serve it right, Qian Ziwen thought with relief.What's the matter with his troubles, but he just charged some interest first, and Taiyanmen will still have to bear it in the future.

Now his body is still being watched by Qi Youtian, and there is no chance to revive his soul.But Qi Youtian is always tired, when he is gone, everything will be easier...

Qian Ziwen nodded, and saw a blue light passing over the clouds, and the aura carrying the aura for several miles around was also agitated for a while.

It was Yan Ge. This person probably just came back from the Patriarch's Palace. He probably wanted to see his little disciple. He had a conscience.

Qian Ziwen shook his head coldly, and continued to walk forward, not afraid of being discovered by Yan Ge.

Unexpectedly, the blue light suddenly fell to the ground, Yan Ge looked around, his eyes were clearly not fixed, but he was still looking eagerly, as if he wanted to see a flower through the cracks in the stone.

The indifferent and unrestrained fairy in Tsing Yi disappeared, and his whole body was burned, as if he was about to drown, holding on to a straw.

Yan Ge's voice was hoarse, and he asked, "Bai Yu, is that you Bai Yu? I can feel your sword energy..."

It's me, it's a pity you can't see it.Qian Ziwen yawned out of boredom, and simply stood still, letting Yan Ge continue to search eagerly, like a headless chicken.

Tsing Yi Xianjun searched for a long time, but still found nothing. He lowered his eyelashes and said in a low voice: "How could it be you? After all, you have been dead for so long. You refused to let me dream once, how could you show yourself to see me?" .”

"After all, I am ashamed of you."

Suddenly, Yan Ge covered his eyes with his hands.At this moment, he was just an ordinary person who couldn't ask for more, tormented by long-term and meticulous pain, he wanted to be heartbroken.

Install, install again.Who is the hypocrisy acting with? Yan Ge is not afraid that God will not understand his hypocrisy, and a few thunderclaps will chop him into ashes.

Qian Ziwen watched Yan Ge's appearance of about to cry with cold eyes, without any fluctuation in his heart.

"It's what I deserve." Yan Ge sighed sadly, turned around and stepped on the cloud again.

It is true that you deserve it, Qian Ziwen agreed in his heart.

Wasn't it very decisive when you killed me back then, saying that you cut off the robe to cut off righteousness, immortals and demons, why do you regret it now?Nothing to worry about.

The most unlucky thing in the world is falling in love with him.There are so many talents and heroes, because they have a little love for him, and they can't get rid of the demons.

It's not wrong for others to call him a monster, and Qian Ziwen also admits this.