Everyone wants to kill me [demon]

An Cheng's condition is not very good, Shunk Kong Stone travels too far this time, almost absorbing An Cheng's monster power, now he needs An Heng's support even to stand.

In order to reduce Ancheng's load, Qingjiao had already climbed to the ground. Seeing Ancheng lying in Anheng's arms flicking his tail, Xinzi hesitated a little impatiently.

An Heng didn't speak or move, but quietly supported An Cheng, looking lost in thought.

An Cheng slowed down for a while, his body was not so sore, and then he sat up slowly.

Tian Ming stared straight at An Cheng with wide-eyed eyes, and tightly grasped his sleeves with his palms, fearing that his elder brother An Cheng would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Where is this?" An Cheng held his buzzing head, still a little unconscious.

"Why save me?" An Heng's eyes were dark and terrifying, perhaps because Jin Guo's demon core energy has not faded, a golden light flashed freely in the black eyes, "I am a half-demon."

The buzzing in An Cheng's head was gone, and he laughed at himself: "Yes, you are half-demon, cannibal and half-demon, but I still want to save you, because you are An Heng, my brother."

"Brother?" An Heng looked straight at An Cheng, his eyes full of aggression, "Then why did you hand me over to the Condemnation Hall back then?" The golden light in An Heng's eyes shuttled more and more quickly, as if to replace the tears that could not be shed, It is impossible to ignore.

"Conviction Hall?" An Cheng frowned, "Because of my special ability, the demon world took you away in order to control me, but we agreed that the demon world must take good care of you, but later when I wanted to see you, the group of foxes After all kinds of evasions, I found out that something happened." An Cheng looked at An Heng apologetically, but without his strong self-control, tears fell down unconsciously, "I... searched for ten years... to find you, I'm sorry, I should have done it earlier ...I'm an older brother, but I didn't protect you well..."

An Heng said nothing about An Cheng's words, but the golden light in his eyes was a little less.

"Let's go." An Heng stood up, turning his eyes away from An Cheng.

"Okay." An Cheng wiped his face, feeling a little uneasy. He didn't know what was going on in An Heng's mind, whether he still blamed himself, but at least he was willing to talk to him.

After walking for a while, An Cheng spared no effort to talk to An Heng, but An Heng seemed to be ignorant, but his expression softened.

It feels like walking for a long time, but the surroundings are still surrounded by mirror stones that can reflect people's shadows.

An Cheng turned his head inadvertently, and suddenly found that Qing Jiao had fallen behind a lot.Ancheng thought that Qingjiao was tired, so he walked over and was about to pick him up, but was dodged by his head.

Qing Jiao took two steps back, a golden light flashed on his body, and slowly transformed into a human form.

An Cheng's eyes widened as he watched the not-so-small Qingjiao turn into a tall man with no hair. The tears that hadn't been wiped away were all rolled to the ground in shock and no one wiped them off.

Qing Jiao didn't notice it, calmly took out a piece of clothing from the ring and put it on loosely, glanced at An Cheng from the corner of his eye, and walked forward first: "Let's go."

Qing Jiao hurried forward, as if fleeing.

These walls exude strong energy fluctuations. The key point is that such fluctuations are similar to the fluctuation frequency of the Qing Jiao's monster power. It seems to be drilling into the Qing Jiao's body all the time.

What's more, the ground is also made of such stones, the distance between Jiao's body and abdomen is too close, the pain is already unbearable, Qing Jiao endured it for a long time, if he couldn't help it, he would not change his human form at this time.

Qingjiao thought of having to deal with An Cheng's questioning, like a child who has done something wrong and faces his parents. He was panicked and only felt that he could avoid it for a while, but he was upset by the guilt he couldn't control.

He was dying anyway.Qing Jiao could only comfort herself in this way, saying it a thousand times in her heart, Qing Jiao gradually calmed down, but all that was left was to lure him into the formation, why bother with him.

"You...you transformed?!" An Cheng was more surprised than happy. The transformation of the monster race has been practiced for hundreds of years, and this little snake transformed not long after he was by his side?

Qing Jiao originally wanted to keep silent, but she endured it, but she still didn't hold back and explained: "Reincarnation and recultivation."

An Cheng suddenly realized that at the same time he felt a little lost. Those who reincarnated and rebuilt, the previous life had a greater influence on him. Thinking that the little snake he had worked so hard to raise could not pass by the stranger in an instant, An Cheng was still depressed.

Qing Jiao just walked ahead, but slowed down because of Ancheng's injury.

Ancheng couldn't help but wanted to know more about this strange Qingjiao, and asked two steps after him, "Do you still have memories of your previous life?"

An Cheng didn't know what the answer he was expecting. If Qing Jiao had a memory, the two of them would part ways after leaving here, and An Cheng was very reluctant.

But if the reincarnation reconstruction has no memory, then something must have happened to him.

"Part of it."

Ancheng is entangled, whether there is or is not, partly makes Ancheng entangled in which emotion to be in.

An Heng's face was cold, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw An Cheng who was closely behind Qingjiao's buttocks. He tightened his grip on the giant sword, his eyes flashed golden light, and the mixed demon power in his body was gradually boiling due to the rapid absorption of half-demon power. An Heng only felt that Frantically trying to chop something up.

Qing Jiao was keenly aware of An Heng's murderous aura, and the two looked at each other, the golden light in their eyes flickered, and there were some similarities.

Qingjiao curled his lips, and deliberately put on a cold face to Ancheng, but from time to time he used words to tickle Ancheng's questions.

Soon, they encountered a fork in the road.

Qing Jiao paused, a flash of struggle flashed in his heart, but he quickly chose a passage to go.

An Cheng followed behind him, frowning slightly, and followed, but An Heng grabbed his wrist to stop him.

"Where are you taking us?" An Heng stared at Qing Jiao warily.

Qing Jiao replied without hesitation: "Which way do you want to go?"

An Heng glanced casually, then pulled An Cheng towards the road farthest from Qing Jiao, and walked in without waiting for Qing Jiao.

Qing Jiao followed with light footsteps, feeling relieved.

If he followed him, the end of that road was the formation. For some reason, the longer he walked, the more he didn't want An Cheng to leave forever.

It was like an endless tunnel. Walking through it, several people became restless, but the melodious flute suddenly sounded.