I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

Lu Wanxian stagnated, and he knew that if he left, the magic circle he had worked so hard to build would probably fail.

However, how would he explain that the thunder lines on his face had turned into a cracked soul?

"Lu Xianchang, are you going to leave me alone again?"

Qin Chiyu's voice was filled with a strong sense of dejection, and even the spirit-gathering array emitted waves of unstable spiritual power.

A sign of collapse.

Lu Wanxian took a deep breath, suppressed the sharp headache, turned around, and faced Qin Chiyu with only the half of his face without black lines.

Qin Chiyu was suspended in the array of thousands of golden threads, and the purified and pure blazing daylight radiated from his body.

He didn't open his eyes, but with his spiritual sense, he could feel where Lu Wanxian was and what he was doing.

Beside his ear, there was an imperceptible black shadow.

Lu Wanxian himself was still in a evasive state, and after glancing at Qin Chiyu, he didn't look carefully, and said quickly in a low voice: "I've remembered everything, now, I'm going back to the upper realm."

His tense back trembled slightly. After saying this, his willpower was exhausted. After a short gasp, Lu Wanxian staggered to the door and walked out.

"Stop." Qin Chiyu's voice had never been so cold and piercing.

However, Lu Wanxian accelerated his speed, staggered down the steps, and walked into the shadow outside the courtyard wall.

"Boom—" A bright flame shot out from above the courtyard wall and landed in front of Lu Wanxian.

Lu Wanxian leaned on the wall to pant for breath, barely raised his head, and was surprised to see Qin Chiyu surrounded by golden light.

Qin Chiyu also opened his eyes at this moment, staring at him with strong anger in his eyes.

"Where are you going?!" Qin Chiyu stretched out his hand to grab it from the air, and Lu Wanxian felt himself falling into the golden light involuntarily, throwing himself into a warm embrace that almost melted him.

The hot palm slid down against his forehead until it covered half of his cheek, and then gently held it up. Lu Wanxian half-closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly with his shallow and short breathing. On the cheeks, the black soul crack lines also contract and relax rhythmically with the breathing.

"Don't go," Qin Chiyu leaned down, kissed Lu Wanxian's forehead, and whispered in his ear in a deep and lingering tone, "Can I use the Destiny Stone to restart the world? Let's do it again."

"You..." Lu Wanxian choked with anger, and couldn't help but open his eyes. He was obviously about to lose his wits, but after hearing this damn proposal, he still wanted to drag Qin Chiyu over to ask what was going on in his head. What are you thinking, "You... go to gather... the spirit... the magic circle..."

Let me go!

Warm water dripped on Lu Wanxian's face and flowed down his cheeks, he couldn't help but froze, only felt that the place where the hot tear slid over was surprisingly hot, it was rubbed off by Qin Chiyu when it flowed down to his chin, he But I felt that it flowed into my heart, which was very uncomfortable.

"I...I have...a way..." Lu Wanxian said vigorously, he heard himself make a few inexplicable breath sounds as if he was groaning, and in a hurry, he pushed Qin Chiyu hard with his hands.

Qin Chiyu obviously didn't understand what he meant correctly, and held his resisting hand in his hand, pressed it against his chest, then picked it up and kissed him, rubbing the wet and hot stuff all over Lu Wan Xian's palm, and then began to send spiritual power into his veins.

"Hmm..." Lu Wanxian was already in pain, but suddenly the young man's abundant spiritual power broke into his body, he couldn't help but groaned, and his body shrank involuntarily, "No...don't..."

Qin Chiyu immediately withdrew his spiritual power and didn't dare to act rashly anymore. He held Lu Wanxian, feeling restless and at a loss, like holding a priceless treasure that was about to shatter. He could only watch it shatter, but there was nothing he could do. No.

Qin Chiyu only hated himself for not having read all the classics in the world, hated himself for not breaking through the bottleneck as soon as possible, and wasting time on complaining and being passive and decadent. It was ten thousand times more sad when I lost my mind.

Is it like this.

It turned out that when he exploded to death and blood splashed on Lu Xianchang, Lu Xianchang was in such a mood.

It turned out that this kind of pain cannot be compared with anything else unless he experienced it personally. Even if he saw the scene in the previous life with his own eyes, he was only a bystander... and at this time, he truly empathized with it.

The frivolous and reckless apprentice, relying on his own glimpse of the secret of restarting the world, easily set up a trap that he thought was ingenious, ensnaring the person he admired into the net of rebirth, in order to be complacent.

However, in this life, he has to pay back with unbearable pain.

Seeing the soul of the one I love fly away with my own eyes, it turned out to be like this...

"I'm sorry, Immortal Lu...I..."

The heart was shattered inch by inch, and every breath was torture.

I'm sorry, Immortal Lu, I couldn't bear it.

If there is no you in this world, then I would rather not have me.

I'm not as strong as you, I can't imagine the kind of despair facing the empty valley, feeling the wind blowing in this world, blowing every corner, but never bringing you news again.

Right now.

The dormant demon on Qin Chiyu's body suddenly sprang up, and the black light exploded, covering half of the street in a spurt. The fully released demon stood up from the ground, about ten feet high, looking down at the demon palace like a sand table Usually small and exquisite courtyards and palace roads, finally, the gaze fell on a corner wrapped in golden light.

The demon showed a ferocious smile, and this was what he had been waiting for.

After being beaten into the air by Lu Wanxian, the demon noticed the abnormal black marks on Lu Wanxian's body. If it was just a thunder pattern, it shouldn't be shining with an aura of death. The demon is very familiar with that kind of breath, and it is the soul that is about to shatter The aura of ashes and smoke is more poisonous than magic breath, more yin than Yin Qi, it is the breath of pure destruction.

It turned out that Lu Wanxian was at the end of his battle.

It was about the last bit of strength to beat him into the air.

Interesting too.

He hid so deeply before, pretending to be forced to take him to the magic palace, and huddled in a small room all day long, and from time to time there was news that he was too weak to walk, so as to dispel the suspicion of Xuantian leader.

Behind his back, Qin Chiyu secretly encouraged Qin Chiyu to provoke the relationship between the Xuantian leader and the Demon Lord, and he got rid of the Xuantian leader without even showing his face, how insidious and cunning.

When facing the enemy head-on, he hibernates again, waiting for the opportunity. On the surface, he is in the distraction period, but in reality, he is in the Mahayana period when he strikes.

Great, really great.

No wonder Qin Chiyu obeyed him, but Xuantian Cult Master never forgot him.

However, Lu Wanxian's limelight only came to an end here.

Mozun stretched his spirit body, which had never left his physical body for thousands of years, and then fell down, quickly shrunk into a small dense black mist, and burrowed into Qin Chiyu's occipital acupoint on the back of his head.

Qin Chiyu was so rushed that he fell forward and supported the ground with one hand, barely maintaining his balance.

Qin Chiyu's other hand was always protecting the person in his arms, even if the world collapsed, he would not let go.

"Princess Lu, if you want to go, take me with you." Qin Chiyu lowered his head, resting his forehead against the mottled forehead of the person in his arms, and closed his eyes.

Behind him, the brilliant and pure golden light was eroded by strands of black mist. Gradually, like dark clouds covering the sun, the golden light was covered up and turned into black light like ink.

What a delicious flesh.

A familiar voice sounded in Qin Chiyu's mind.

When he opened his eyes again, his pupils were only completely black, just like the legendary evil spirit-demon.

Demons respect incarnation.

After the demon combined with the new body, it quickly released a wave of magic breath, which spread to the entire magic palace.

The group of demons in the magic palace rejoiced, and all kinds of little demons jumped out from the corners and shadows of the palace to celebrate their demon king being reborn again.

The black ghosts who were shivering from the battle just now floated out of the ground again, hovering over the magic palace like a flock of black crows, and the noisy and noisy voices filled every palace road, and soon they The good news spread outside the palace walls and spread to the entire Demon City.

Demons dance.

The blood-red paper lanterns were lit up one by one, and the demons took to the streets to celebrate with their red lanterns. Hoarse and mournful singing resounded throughout the city, and even the ever-flowing Huangquan River in the distant sky became brighter.

Mozun straightened his upper body, raised his head, and looked at the sky.

He opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of heavy, turbid demon breath, which turned into dark clouds and fell into black rain, crackling down, soaking the street, and every demon that was drenched by the black rain gained a hundred Multiplied so much that they scrambled to come here, gathered near the southwest corner, longing for the Demon Lord to bless them again.

A strange picture was reflected in the pair of demonic, hungry|thirsty pupils.

The young man exuding magic breath looked up at the sky and kept making strange laughter. In his right hand, he was gently holding a Daoist with pure white clothes and pure spiritual power.

It was the fairy in white in the sedan chair who came with the stranger.

The youkai whispered strangely.

After the Demon Lord took away the stranger's body, why did he still hug the immortal in white carefully?

"I know." The red-faced kid with the lantern licked his lips excitedly, "My lord, I must eat him tonic, so I can't bear to let him go."

"Oh~" Suddenly realized voices sounded from all around.

As if hearing the expectations of the demons around him, the Demon Venerable put away his demon breath, turned his head down, and looked at the white-clothed Daoxiu in his arms.

He leaned down and said in Lu Wanxian's ear with an extremely harsh mocking tone: "Your precious apprentice has been swallowed by the deity, what, no matter what, you still lost. Watch it with your own eyes!" How do you feel when your apprentice died before you?"

Lu Wanxian had already entered a semi-comatose state. Hearing this, he coughed twice convulsively, and opened his eyelids slightly.

Mozun waited expectantly to see Lu Wanxian's painful expression, but Lu Wanxian just moved his eyelids unconsciously, his eyes were still lifeless, and there was no emotion showing.

Mozun felt a little regretful, it was too late for him to act, and now Lu Wanxian was useless.

Forget it, just send him a ride and eat him too.

The Mozun opened his mouth and bit his neck covered with black spots.

……

……

……

Under the expectant eyes of the group of demons, the Demon Venerable kept his mouth open for a full ten breaths.

Demons:? ? ?

The Mozun didn't want to maintain this posture at all, but he couldn't control his body. Obviously, if he lowered a little bit, he could bite the soft neck. Although there were some black lines on it, it didn't hinder its taste. ...

A drop of saliva fell on the neck and flowed down the curvature of the neck.

see hell.

Seeing it in the eyes, but not being able to eat it, is there anything more uncomfortable than this?

Mozun shook his shoulders angrily, trying to break free from the rigid state.

"laugh."

A contemptuous laugh came from below.

"Who loses... not sure yet."

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