The demon leader is back

The blood soaked a large piece of the front of his chest, and the moment Ying Qi fell to the ground, he rolled out a few times. The pain made him almost suffocate. The hand covering the wound was instantly stained red, and the silver ring flashed: " Cough cough... the teacher..."

The black mist gushed out again, condensing into threads to wrap around Ying Qi's hands and feet, pinning him to the ground. Master Kalu held a Zen staff and walked over with a compassionate smile on his face.

"Master, Master..." The black mist continued to absorb physical strength, and Ying Qi's perception of the outside world became weaker and weaker, "Master..."

The voice of the call became weaker and weaker, but the Ring never responded.

Master Jiaying stood still beside Ying Qi, raised his Zen stick, and stabbed at Ying Qi's neck.

"Meow!" The black shadow flashed past Master Jiaying.

With the tingling pain of paralysis, a slit was split from the skin of the face, and the blood flowed out one after another. Master Kalu rubbed it with his fingers, and glanced at it in front of his eyes: "Evil animal!"

Master Jiaying threw the Zen stick backhand, "Meow--" the shrill scream echoed in the forest, the little black cat was penetrated by the Zen stick and nailed straight to the ground.

The hypocritical and benevolent smile on the face of Master Jiaying has disappeared, replaced by a sinister look, which makes one shudder at a glance.

The little black cat's body trembled a few times on the ground, and then remained motionless.

Master Jiayin glanced coldly at the little black cat, and then retracted his gaze when he saw it was dead. He squatted down beside Ying Qi and opened it to the position of his heart. A small lamp, exuding a warm shimmer.

Master Jiaying stared at the lamp with a greedy expression: "This is it, this is divine power!"

He reached out and grabbed Ying Qi's heart, and abruptly removed the lamp from above: "With this fetish, I can become a fairy, hahahahaha..."

Master Jiaying seemed to be insane, and the black mist rushed towards the quietly burning warm lamp, completely enveloping it all at once.

"Hahaha...huh?" Master Jiazhen frowned and stared at the lamp wrapped in black mist. The warm light dispelled the black mist, but was not swallowed by the black mist.

Master Jiaying stared at the rays of light continuously dispelling the black mist and meditated for a while, then snorted coldly: "As expected of a god, it seems that it can't be swallowed for a while... But it doesn't matter, I can endure ten years in that ruined temple, Can't we wait a little longer now?"

Besides, getting a fetish is already a great opportunity, and there is no need to hide in this small place in the future, in order to prepare a little blood food to please those stupid villagers, and now more and more people are paying attention to the population Abnormal disappearance, this matter will be exposed sooner or later.

A sinister and bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Master Jiaying's mouth: "However, so what if you are exposed? You are just a stupid mortal."

He squinted at the dying Ying Qi: "It's just that he is a mortal, how could he have a god?"

Anyway, he is already dying, so what does it matter how he got it?Now the fetish is in his hands, it is his thing.

Master Kaying walked to the little black cat's body, pulled out the Zen stick, turned around and walked into the darkness.

After a while, the mountain forest returned to normal, and the sun shone in, shining on Ying Qi's body.

Ying Qi's eyesight has been slackened, the lamp is a fetish to continue his life, without the lamp, his life has come to an end.

Now, only the last embers of the magic lamp burning, this little warmth is but fleeting ashes.

Ying Qi's vision became more and more blurred, and his sanity gradually became lax: "Master, Master..."

"Master!" Did he see hallucinations?The boy himself knelt down in front of the young new leader, "Meet the leader!"

Qin Wuyan, the new leader of Tiansheng Sect, glanced at the newly qualified shadow guard kneeling in front of him, his delicate face was still as cold as snow.

"Get up!"

"Thank you, Master."

Qin Wuyan caught a glimpse of Ying Qi's face unintentionally, and a thought flashed in his mind: It would be a pity for this shadow guard to be a shadow guard.

The nonsensical thought was just fleeting, and Qin Wuyan immediately threw it behind him, besides, he brought this person back himself, although he hadn't seen him for a while, but with his memory, he wouldn't forget it.

"Come in with me."

"Yes!" Ying Qi quietly glanced at the back of Qin Wuyan who was walking in front, and couldn't help thinking about what the leader asked him to do in the bedroom.

As soon as Ying Qi stepped into the bedroom, she saw Qin Wuyan stop, turned around to look at him and said, "Close the door."

"...Yes." Ying Qi closed the door with his backhand. He didn't dare to make other unnecessary actions without the order of the leader, and just stood there quietly like a puppet.

The bedroom was very quiet, Ying Qi seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat, he didn't understand why he was so uneasy.

After a while, Qin Wuyan's cold voice came: "Have you practiced the "Shen Zha Tian Mo Jue" that I put in the kung fu pavilion?"

Ying Qi was stunned for a moment, "The Heavenly Demon Jue" is the supreme method that only the leader of the Tiansheng Sect can practice: "...Yes, the leader?"

Ying Qi cautiously raised his head, and suddenly saw a smile on the corner of Qin Wuyan's mouth. For no reason, this smile made Ying Qi's heart skip a beat, and he quickly lowered his head to hide the inexplicable feeling.

I only heard Qin Wuyan say: "Aren't you afraid that it's a fake that I released on purpose?"

"Subordinate... didn't think so much." Ying Qi said in his heart, the subordinate just felt that what the leader said was true.

Qin Wuyan chuckled a few times: "It's true, you practice it, and if you have any questions, you can ask me."

"Thank you, Master."

Qin Wuyan turned around and walked towards the side hall: "Follow me."

Ying Qi quickly followed Qin Wuyan like a cat, for fear of disturbing the leader.

There is a bathtub in the side hall, exuding a strong medicinal fragrance.

Qin Wuyan put one hand on the edge of the bathtub, turned his head to look at Ying Qi: "Did you feel unwell after practicing these few days?"

Ying Qi hesitated for a moment: "This subordinate is dull, and feels a little... powerless."

Qin Wuyan nodded: "Naturally, although the mind method of "Zha Zha Tian Mo Jue" is superior, it is extremely powerful. Your current body will not be able to bear it, and you need to use medicinal baths to cooperate with your cultivation."

As he spoke, Qin Wuyan began to undress, throwing the clothes casually to Ying Qi behind him, and stepped into the bathtub.

Fluid and beautiful muscles covered Qin Wuyan's body, every inch was outlined with the most perfect lines, like a person walking out of a painting, such a beauty seemed to captivate the soul.

Ying Qi tried his best to lower his head, his heart was beating like thunder, his cheeks were warmed up by the occasional sight just now, and the tips of his ears were already red.

The dark-brown potion covered Qin Wuyan's porcelain-white skin, and his long hair was scattered outside the bathtub. He turned his head to look at the blush on the tip of Ying Qi's ear, as if he suddenly discovered something interesting: "Ying Qi... Could it be that Ah Qi is shy?"

"Subordinates dare not."

"Huh? Don't dare?" Qin Wuyan reached out to grab the clothes Ying Qi was holding in his arms, and threw them on the ground, "Come in, let's soak together."

Ying Qi's heart trembled: "Subordinate..."

"Come in, don't let me repeat it for the third time."

Ying Qi took a deep breath: "...Yes!"

The fingers that untied the belt were trembling. Ying Qi took off his clothes with great difficulty, but faced the small bathtub. Although he and the leader were not fat, the bathtub contained two men. Still not enough space, at least, quite crowded.

Qin Wuyan moved his body to make room for it: "Come in quickly, this is a medicinal bath for practicing the mental method of "Zhenzha Tianmojue"."

Ying Qi didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurried into the bathtub, but because she was too nervous, the foot that stepped in splashed water, directly splashing on Qin Wuyan's exposed shoulder.

Ying Qi's mind went blank: "Teacher, leader, subordinate, subordinate...the subordinate should die."

Kneeling down habitually, her head hit Qin Wuyan's chest directly, Ying Qi's face turned pale, and then she caught a glimpse of the delicate collarbone and slender neck from the corner of her eye, and the white color instantly became bright red again.

Qin Wuyan didn't expect his little shadow guard to be so interesting, so he waved his hands helplessly: "Don't move around."

"...Yes." Ying Qi squatted down obediently, but her heartbeat could not calm down no matter what.

The little boy didn't know what love was, and he didn't know why he became so "abnormal" when he saw the leader. He could only try his best to ignore the inexplicable feeling in his heart and suppress his fast heartbeat.

Finally, her heartbeat calmed down, but before Ying Qi could breathe a sigh of relief, her mind was once again confused by the suddenly approaching body and the familiar intoxicating breath: "Teach..."

Qin Wuyan hooked Ying Qi's chin and raised it: "Ah Qi, would you like to follow me?"

Ying Qi suddenly fell into Qin Wuyan's eyes, which reflected his bewildered face. Such gentle eyes directly captured Ying Qi's heart. At this moment, he felt that there was nothing between heaven and earth. , He is the only one in the eyes of the leader.

Such a pure oneness made Ying Qi's heart flutter in ignorance.

"The subordinates are willing to follow the leader for the rest of their lives and never leave." Knowing that the leader's methods of winning people's hearts are unparalleled in the world, Ying Qi still jumped in willingly.

This is the leader he identified, wish: eternal life, life and death without regrets.

"Teacher... Master..." Returning to reality, Ying Qi was lying on the cold ground, the blood in his body was gradually cooling down, the last embers had dissipated, and his life had come to an end.

Master, master, master, master...

Shadow Seven shouted silently, but no one responded from the beginning to the end.

Ying Qi's distracted eyes stared at somewhere in the void: Master, this subordinate can no longer follow you, this subordinate...is about to miss the appointment.

In the last flashback of Ying Qi, he caught a glimpse of the black sandalwood box that slipped out of his chest: Hierarch, the hairpin that Ah Qi wanted to give you hasn’t been sent yet, I knew it...why didn’t you be bolder and give it away?Your subordinates haven't told you yet.

Hierarch, I have something offensive to tell you.

Master, the subordinates are pleased with you.

Master, Yingqi likes you.

Qin Wuyan, Ah Qi loves you.

clatter clatter--

There was a wind in the forest, and the leaves rustled.

Chirp--

A bird in the distance was disturbed by something and flew out of the forest.

The sky gradually became cloudy, and after a long time, the first drop of rain fell from the sky.

Gradually, the ground was wetted by more and more dense water droplets, and heavy rain fell.

The rainwater fell on Ying Qi's body, mixed with the blood, and spread slowly on the ground. After a while, the ground was already stained red.

Biting cold wind howled in the mountain stream.

In the virtual game world that was separated by an unknown number of planes, Qin Wuyan suddenly felt palpitations, and the illusory pain seemed to penetrate the barrier and reach the reality.

Qin Wuyan covered his heart with one hand, raised his head and gazed through the infinite space, fear appeared in his eyes uncontrollably: "... Ah Qi?"

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