Two or three things about Mozun in the words of rebirth

The rain continued unabated and became more intense.

Ye Changjian didn't know how many miles he had traveled, and he didn't know where he was. The surrounding scenery was desolate.

He staggered at his feet and fell all over the muddy ground. Rainwater, sewage, and mud all poured into his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

He turned over with great difficulty, face up, and the heavy rain slanted down, hitting his face painfully.

Under the dense rain curtain, the phantoms of Yan Wuchang and Bai Yexin began to flash before his eyes.

He smiled sadly, "Fourth, fifth."

He once swore that he would treat each other with all his heart and share weal and woe, and he once said that he would protect everyone in Fengling Yedu, but it was just a joke in the end.

Drunken, he fell asleep in a daze.

"Ye Changjian... Ye Changjian... Hurry up... Hurry up..."

An anxious call came from his ears, Ye Changjian opened his eyes vigorously, and saw Bai Wuya covered in blood, his face was pale, his figure was thin, and his body was full of scars, his originally luxurious cloud-patterned white robe became ragged Unbearable.

Ye Changjian quickly sat up and reached out to hug him, "Are you injured?"

He stretched out his hand and looked into the sky, Bai Wuya's figure gradually blurred, he shouted anxiously: "Run away... Ye Changjian, get out of here..."

"escape?"

Where can he escape? The word escape has never been in Ye Changjian's dictionary.

He sneered, he must have missed Bai Wuya so much that he had hallucinations.

He is a god, high above him, even Bi Fang, the leader of the four monsters, can't do anything to him, so how could he get hurt.

Ye Changjian struggled to get up, his underwear stuck to the wound, tearing the wound with a slight movement, he curled his lips and continued to walk forward.

The weather has not been sunny, cloudy and rainy.

When I was hungry, I hunted hares to eat, and when I was thirsty, I looked up to drink the rainwater, but I lived comfortably, but my heart was empty, and a piece was missing.

This day, he came to a place, and he was very gloomy. He saw three large characters on the road stele that seemed to be carved with blood [Baiguling]

It is said that Baigu Ridge is also one of the battlefields left over from the war between immortals and demons thousands of years ago. The grievances linger all year round, and every night there is a party of demons dancing wildly, which is really lively.

The wound between his ribs had almost healed, so he sat cross-legged and practiced quietly.

The disciples of the cultivating family thought that he would become a cripple after removing the devil's bones, but they didn't know that his flesh and blood were extremely special.

"Ye Gongzi... Ye Gongzi... you go... go..."

Ye Changjian opened his eyes and looked at a certain place strangely. He stood up and walked there. Under the moonlight, the black mist gradually formed, revealing a handsome and familiar face. The man closed his eyes tightly, There was a line of blood and tears in the eye sockets.

Ye Changjian said, "Yun Yueying?"

Yun Yueying said anxiously: "Master Ye, run away... run away..."

His voice became lower and lower, and his figure became more and more blurred. Ye Changjian knew that it was his soul that was about to dissipate.

Ye Changjian quickly asked: "What happened? Who killed you?"

Yun Yueying continued intermittently: "The four major cultivators...the aristocratic families have sued Shangshen...sent many...celestial soldiers to join forces to crusade...you...run away...run away..."

Ye Changjian shouted loudly: "Who killed you?"

"Run away...you run away..."

His voice was barely audible, and finally disappeared into the dust, vanishing into ashes.

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Yun Lianyi looked at the cultivation disciples who were sent back, all of them were disabled with missing arms and legs, trembling with anger.

Heaven has the virtue of good life, Yunshan practices the mind sect, he is not murderous, and he is merciful. He originally wanted to let Ye Changjian live, but he was so aggressive!

The disciples of the Tushan Medicine Sect were busy going in and out, going in and out.

The most elite disciples of the four great immortal cultivating families gathered on the school field far away from Yunshui.

They all wore a white forehead. They were death squads far away from clouds and waters. Everyone knew that this trip was a matter of life and death!

Yun Lianyi shouted in a deep voice: "Since ancient times, good and evil have been inseparable. Ye Changjian has been with the devil. He hurt me from the same family. He and I are as far away as clouds and water. Blood and hatred are like seas of blood. They are irreconcilable! The important task of saving the world is imminent. Disciples of the four great families, take action to kill the devil!"

The disciples of the four great families recited the discipleship one by one.

The disciples of Tangmen Sword Sect shouted in unison: "Slay demons and eliminate demons, sacrifice the sword to the world!"

The disciples of Yunshan Xinzong shouted in unison: "Subdue the demons and subdue the demons, and help the common people!""

The disciples of Xiao's alchemy sect shouted in unison: "Exterminate demons and eliminate evil, and prove the truth with loyalty!"

The disciples of the Tushan School of Medicine shouted in unison: "Destroy the devil and defend the way, hang the pot to help the world!"

Tang Xue asked coldly: "In this battle, there will be death but no life. Disciples of the four great families, are you afraid?"

Everyone echoed: "Don't be afraid!"

A disciple hurried over and said in a low voice: "Sovereign, a disciple under the sect has come to report that Ye Changjian is heading towards Baigu Ridge."

Tang Xuedao: "Jianzong disciple!"

"exist!"

"Take up your swords and fight for the common people of the world!"

"Yes!"

Thousands of comprehension disciples rushed to Baiguling.

Ye Changjian has stayed in Baigu Ridge ever since he found out that the four major cultivating families wanted to punish him.

Dark clouds overwhelm the city.

He glanced up casually, and said lightly: "It's finally here."

Ye Changjian patted the dust off his body, stood up, and looked into the distance.

He looked at the disciples in front of him who were about the same age as Bai Yexin, and his thoughts flickered.

The fifth child is the same age as you, but he was not tolerated by his family, and he was bullied everywhere. He fled to the legendary magic cave under extreme poverty.

You are the same age as the fifth child. At this age, you should be molesting little girls, releasing paper kites, and catching frogs, but you are forced to take the lead.

It was you who wanted to kill me first.

As he thought this way, Yun Lianyi's crusade slogan was finished.

"Do you hate it?"

The ghostly voice rang in his ears again, tempting him.

"I can help you kill them all in an instant."

"You can be the master of this world."

"At that time, the Three Realms will allow you to do whatever you want, and you will never be criticized again."

"As long as you accept me."

Ye Changjian said lightly, "Get lost!"

The ghostly voice laughed hoarsely, "Don't regret it."

"roll!"

Yun Lianyi thought that Ye Changjian was talking to him, and was furious, "Ye Changjian, you still don't know how to repent!"

"Do you think that you alone can withstand thousands of troops!"

Ye Changjian said: "Stop talking nonsense, let the horse come over."

Everyone was afraid of him and froze for a while.

All of a sudden, the golden light flourished, and cold figures in armor descended from the sky.

"Ye Changjian, you have fallen into the devil's way, and by God's order, I will arrest you and bring you to justice!"

A heavenly soldier at the head said so.

Ye Changjian stretched his neck to look at them one by one.

"What are you looking at?"

Ye Changjian said, "Where's Bai Wuya?"

Tian Bing said: "Although he is a high god, he protects you everywhere and works with demons. Heaven will not let him go!"

His words made Ye Changjian's heart skip a beat.

God.

The four great gods who created the world, absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, and were born. They are in charge of the four immortal swords, and their status is supremely noble.

Ye Changjian said: "What did you guys do to Bai Wuya?"

Tianbing said: "He was imprisoned on the chopping platform, and he will be executed at a certain date."

Ye Changjian was in a state of confusion, and he glanced at the disciples who regarded death as home, and said loudly: "You let Bai Wuya go, and I will let you deal with it!"

Tian Bing said: "You will be captured without a fight, and you will return to the upper realm with us, the way of heaven has its own decision!"

"it is good."

The Heavenly Soldiers came over and put on him 36 chains of Tiangang Fumo, sealing his last spiritual power.

When the last demon-subduing chain was buckled, he completely became a useless person with no power to restrain a chicken.

At this time, someone in the crowd shouted loudly: "Ye Changjian, you cut off my brother's hands and feet, and made him a complete cripple. You can't live, you can't die, you have such a vicious heart, take your life!" "

This seemed to be a password, and as soon as his words fell, a rain of arrows fell down, and all arrows were fired!

Ye Changjian thought to himself, it doesn't matter if he died now, but he couldn't see Bai Wuya for the last time.

He closed his eyes, but the arrow didn't land on him for a long time, so he opened his eyes in doubt.

"Little Leaf..."

Mo Mo smiled evilly at him, and blocked the fatal blow with his body as a shield.

Ye Changjian froze there, and the silence slowly fell towards him.

He quickly reached out and hugged him, kneeling on the ground.

"Second..." Ye Changjian murmured, he wanted to reach out and pull out the arrow on Mo Moqing's back, but he withdrew his hand when he saw the rune on it. That is to die, to be wiped out.

Once unplugged, it will speed up his physical and spiritual destruction.

"Second brother, how could you, why are you here..."

Shen Moqing coughed a few times, obviously not recovering from a serious illness, and smiled softly: "You are walking too fast...I can't keep up..."

"Second, don't talk, I'll take you back to Fengling Yedu, let Master save you..."

Ye Changjian reached out to wipe away the blood spit out of Shen Moqing's mouth, but more and more.

He wanted to stand up in silence, but when he moved, the demon chains on his hands and feet were activated, piercing into his flesh and blood, and taking away his strength, Ye Changjian hurriedly raised his head and said to Tianbing: "Untie my chains , let me take him for treatment, I won't run away, I really won't run away!"

There was no emotion in Tianbing's eyes.

Mo Moqing spurted blood, intermittently said: "Don't...beg him..."

"I... can't survive..."

Ye Changjian burst into tears, panicked and said: "Second brother, don't talk...don't talk..."

The silence in his arms gradually dissipated, starting from his feet, turning into powder little by little.

Mo Moqing tried hard to raise his hand to touch his delicate eyebrows, but it only slipped past the corner of his eyes, a bloodstain rubbed against the corner of Ye Changjian's eyes, Mo Moqing's voice gradually lowered: "It's so beautiful... My... little leaf."

His hands dropped to the ground.

Ye Changjian shouted in disbelief: "Silent love, silent love!"

There is no response.

"Silence, silence!"

"Ahhh-"

Ye Changjian wailed loudly while hugging the silent corpse, his delicate and beautiful face was filled with grief.

"Silence, silence, ah, ah—"

Weeping out of tune.

His mournful cry echoed throughout the Bone Ridge.

Everyone watched with cold eyes.

Disciple of the Four Great Cultivation Families.

Heavenly soldiers and generals.

No one is beyond silence.

He has lost his soul, and there is no such person or soul as Mo Qingqing in the Three Realms.

Until Ye Changjian stopped crying.

The suzerain of Xiao's Alchemy Sect said coldly: "Now, do it now!"

Thousands of arrows shot at Ye Changjian densely.

That magical voice sounded again.

"You look like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered."

"Do you want power?"

"Do you hate it?"

I hate.

The voice laughed hoarsely, "Accept me."

Ye Changjian gently stroked Shen Moqing's face with his chin, and curled the corners of his mouth.

His heart was beating violently, and his blood vessels were tense. He could hear the sound of liquid flowing in his blood vessels, and something in his blood vessels was about to burst out.

He heard many voices that did not belong to this world.

"I'm in so much pain..."

"I hate..."

"Kill them all..."

"kill……"

In the Three Realms, all the sufferings suffered by all the wraiths, demon spirits, and creatures during their lifetime were imposed on him.

Ye Changjian suddenly raised his head to the sky and howled loudly, the sound shook the whole field.

ah ah ah-

In an instant, a soaring demonic energy soared to the sky, the wind and the clouds surged, and the waves and seas churned. All the evil spirits in the three realms cheered, surrendered, and knelt down.

The billowing strong demonic energy mixed with countless wraiths, ghosts howling, screaming, and laughing roared from the underworld, all of which shattered the arrow.

The corners of Ye Changjian's eyes were red, and a blood-colored lotus pattern was looming on his forehead. His appearance was more charming and coquettish than any monster who practiced charm.

Yun Lianyi said in a deep voice, "He is possessed."

Tang Xue's face turned pale, she clenched the sword in her hand, gritted her teeth and said, "Now the Ten Thousand Arrow Array, the Scattering Soul Sword, and the Xuantian Purifying Heart Curse can't kill him."

There was no need for Ye Changjian to activate the magic circle again, and there was no need for him to throw the five-party Zhaoyin flag. Behind him, there was already a line of murderous, expressionless yin soldiers and yin generals.

Hua Feixue, Yu Chuyi, Yin Tianxing, Yin Tianyue, and Yan Wuchang stood at the front of the army.

Their eye sockets no longer have black eyeballs, they are all white, and their bodies are covered with black ghost king totems.

The 36 chains that bound Ye Changjian were all shattered.

There is no one in the arms.

Dark clouds billowed up, lightning flashed continuously, "cracker la la", five elements of heavenly thunder descended straight down, and before the wailing of the cultivator could be uttered, he was knocked out of his wits by the thunder.

Ye Changjian stood up slowly, and a cold voice sounded out of this world.

"Ghost soldiers."

"exist!"

"Crush them, leave none behind."

"Yes!"

Ye Changjian's massacre army began to massacre.

He watched with a smile as the number of people far away from Yunshui became less and less, and he watched the young and childish cultivation disciples being torn to pieces.

A disciple gritted his teeth and rushed forward with his sword in hand. He broke an arm, and without changing his expression, he stabbed at Ye Changjian sharply.

Ye Changjian dodged unhurriedly, with a slightly raised tone, "Tangmen Sword Sect?"

"Do you think your Sanpo swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world?"

He said softly and smiled.

"The frog at the bottom of the well."

As soon as the word frog blurted out, the disciple of Jianzong had already been split in half by Ye Changjian from head to heel with a branch.

He stepped on the corpse of the disciple of Jianzong with his left foot and asked, "Are you begging for mercy?"

The disciple of Jianzong gave a "bah" and reprimanded: "Jianzong of Tangmen, never beg for mercy!"

Ye Changjian walked towards them slowly, and the disciples of Jianzong fell down one by one.

"Tushan Medical School?"

He looked at these girls who were similar in age to Yu Hongyi and smiled.

"It's only your fault for cultivating immortals, remember to come to Fengling Yedu in your next life."

The female disciple glared at him stubbornly, "You can kill or cut as you like!"

Ye Changjian said: "Like a disciple of Jianzong, you still have some backbone, I won't torture you."

He took out a tender bamboo leaf from his belt.

The last emerald green was reflected in the female disciple's angry eyes.

A leaf seals the throat.

He walked to the center of the battlefield, "Xiao Clan Pill Sect?"

His voice was freezing cold.

"Damn you."

Ye Changjian lightly raised his hand, and a raging fire burst out, slowly and burning these immortal disciples to death.

They couldn't extinguish this world-destroying karma with heavy rain.

Blood flowed into rivers, mourning was everywhere, and scars were everywhere.

Yin Tianyue knelt down on one knee and said, "My lord, the general will not be able to do things well, and there are still fish that slip through the net."

At this moment, Ye Changjian was no longer that innocent disciple of cultivating demons, his domineering aura frightened her nerves.

Yin Tianyue trembled uncontrollably.

Ye Changjian smiled and said, "Really."

kill her.

He heard someone say this in his ear.

The violent look between Ye Changjian's eyebrows appeared and then disappeared, he waved his hand, "Go back to the Yin Division."

Ye Changjian scattered the ghost soldiers.

In this battle, the four great families were severely defeated, most of the heavenly soldiers and generals were defeated, and the rest of the heavenly soldiers fled back to the heaven.

Ye Changjian looked indifferent, summoned the Yingmolong, and returned to Fengling Yedu.

He went into the wine cellar and got drunk when he heard someone calling him in his ear. "Ye Changjian, Ye Changjian..."

He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Bai Wuya covered in blood put something on his forehead.

Extremely warm.

Ye Changjian said, "Are you okay?"

"They killed the second child. I didn't mean to be enchanted."

Bai Wuya's golden eyes looked at him, full of sadness.

Ye Changjian reached out to touch him, but it was empty.

Bai Wuya disappeared.

He sneered, "Damn it, dreaming again."

Ye Changjian took some of Shen Moqing's clothes, walked to the Houshan cemetery, and erected a tomb of Mo Moqing's clothes next to Bai Yexin's tombstone.

The tree is a thousand feet high, the leaves fall back to their roots

Ye Changjian said lightly: "I know you don't want to go back to Tushan, this is your home."

He erected a monument for Silence, 【Tomb of Fengling Yedu's Best Friend Silence】

"They killed you, and I have countless people buried with you. But I'm sorry, I can only stop here. Don't worry, I will accompany you right away."

He once said that the Four Masters of Wind Chimes will always be the Four Masters of Wind Chimes, even if one person is missing.

The demon god is about to merge with him, and he can hardly control his sanity and bloodthirsty heart.

Behind Ye Changjian stood Yedu Zhoulao, Yuhongyi, Dongfang Zhixiu, and Fengling Yedu's disciples. In his eyes, these people could no longer see their original appearance, and they all turned into red meat balls.

He turned around and said calmly to Mr. Ye Duzhou: "Master, this disciple is not filial. I am afraid that this...disciple will never be able to repay your kindness."

The most unfilial thing in the world is that a white-haired person gives a black-haired person.

Ye Duzhou looked at him inexplicably, with a compassionate expression.

Yuhongyi choked up and said: "Senior brother, don't do stupid things."

Ye Changjian said: "They won't let you go, I don't worry."

Countless blood particles flew out of his body, scattered in every corner of Fengling Yedu.

He wants to set up an impregnable defensive fortress for Fengling Yedu.

The melodious and melodious singing sounded.

Ye Changjian sang softly, and everyone in Fengling Yedu fell asleep.

Ye Changjian walked out slowly, leaving Fengling Yedu.

Waiting for him are the three gods and the three swords suspended in the air.

Ye Changjian asked lightly, "Where's Bai Wuya?"

Qinglong Shangxian said: "He doesn't want to see you."

That's right, Bai Wuya tried to keep himself from being enchanted one after another, but he was disappointed in the end.

According to what Qinglong said, Bai Wuya should be fine.

Ye Changjian smiled slightly, "It's okay, I won't see you again anyway."

He smiled at the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes, and died generously.

Wearing a red dress, it is exquisite and flamboyant, with a peerless elegance.

The moment his consciousness faded away, he heard someone call his name heartbroken.

"Ye Changjian!"

He opened his eyes strangely and looked, the bruised and bruised Bai Wuya stumbled towards his direction, he hurriedly shouted: "Don't come here!"

Under the Zhuxian sword formation, there is no way out.

Bai Wuya's usually cold face was about to cry, and he resolutely rushed towards him.

wake up.