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

Lu Wanxian was almost stunned by the spiritual power of Qin Chiyu rushing in just now, and now he rested for a while, but regained some physical strength, and finally he was able to utter a complete ridicule at the Demon Lord when he was half dead.

He opened his eyes, looked at the person pressing over him, and chuckled again.

These two laughs in succession set the Demon Lord on fire, but his hands and feet were stiff and completely uncontrollable. At this difficult moment, the Demon Lord yelled angrily, and finally regained control of the mandibular joints. , I can close my mouth.

This funny appearance was really ridiculous, Lu Wanxian's body couldn't help shaking, he was weak and wanted to laugh, but in the end he could only make a small panting sound, laughed twice, and had to stop for a while.

Seeing this, the Mozun almost spit out blood, obviously he had the absolute upper hand, he had just devoured Qin Chiyu, and he was still in control of Lu Wanxian's life and death, but why, why, Lu Wanxian was laughing at him, who is it? Gave Lu Wanxian such confidence?

Are you cheating on him?

Mozun moved his wrist, pinched Lu Wanxian's neck, and pressed his thumb into the thin and soft skin, squeezing the trachea.

Sure enough, Lu Wanxian couldn't laugh anymore. He raised his hand and grabbed Mo Zun's arm, as weak as a kitten scratching his itch. His lips were slightly parted due to lack of oxygen, revealing the tip of his fine powder tongue.

"Laugh, laugh again! Why don't you laugh?" Mozun pinched Lu Wanxian's neck, lifted him in front of him, and whispered maliciously in his ear, "The feeling of being killed by your beloved disciple How about it?"

Lu Wanxian made an "uh, uh" sound, and drew a light red mark on Mozun's arm with his fingertips.

Mozun relaxed a little and let him breathe a bit: "Lu Wanxian, aren't you very stubborn? Now, do you still want to say that you didn't lose?"

Lu Wanxian seemed to be smiling, or just gasping for breath, his face was still blushing with suffocation, and the black streaks tore his originally handsome face into a mess, he should have been in a mess, However, when he raised his eyes to look at Mozun, there seemed to be endless elegance in his eyes.

Even Mozun was mesmerized by those eyes.

"You asked me..." Lu Wanxian said in a breathy voice, "Do you still remember... the first sentence... what it said..."

Mozun couldn't understand what he was saying, so he couldn't help but put his lips close to him, until he understood the words clearly, but he didn't know what it meant.

What did you ask me?

What's the first sentence?

"I'll answer you now... yes."

Little brother, do you have a Taoist companion?

How about I be your companion?

The voice in the memory pierced through the mind instantly, the blood flowed up, and the eardrums buzzed.

The Mozun felt as if he was being washed into a huge whirlpool of reed grass, spinning and bumping uncontrollably, and being slapped down by waves of spiritual power until he sank into the deep seabed.

He looked up in amazement, on the distant sea, there seemed to be a bright light passing by, and in an instant, his vision became completely black again.

Can't hear anything anymore.

Can't see anything.

Like a drowning man, Qin Chiyu suddenly grabbed a handful of life-saving straws, popped his head out of the waves, took a breath of fresh air, and opened his eyes.

His eyes were blurred, and he blinked hard before focusing on one hand.

That hand was pinching someone's neck.

Qin Chiyu froze, he looked up along his hand in disbelief, for a moment, he thought he was crazy.

Chaotic voices yelled in his head, there seemed to be a crack in the middle of his field of vision, a shadow covered the sky, and everything was only a silhouette.

Then, in the shattered and meaningless afterimage, he heard a shallow breathing sound.

Gently, evenly, flowing through the heart.

He is still alive.

Qin Chiyu realized that he was still alive, so he could also be alive.

Qin Chiyu slowly spread his fingers, turned to the back of the slender neck, and held it gently, as if holding a fragile object. He couldn't bear to see the interlaced black lines and red marks on the snow-white neck, and buried his face in it The side of the neck, kissing the warm shoulders.

"Prince Lu, I'm sorry, I won't let it come out again, I shouldn't run away, you can sleep peacefully, I'll leave after you leave." Qin Chiyu said in a low voice.

Lu Wanxian said helplessly: "...Didn't you hear it just now? Then what did you come out for?"

Qin Chiyu was slightly stunned, and then, when he remembered something, his face became hot, and Lu Wanxian felt as if his neck was arched by a fiery big poodle.

Qin Chiyu faltered and said: "What? Can Chang Lu say it again?"

"Stop talking." Lu Wanxian said sullenly.

Only then did Qin Chiyu believe that the words he heard just now in a state of chaos were not his hallucinations.

Lu Wanxian said, okay.

Little brother, do you have a Taoist companion?

How about I be your companion?

Ok.

Qin Chiyu picked out a little bit of candy from under the sad corner of the wall, smacked and tasted it by himself, reluctant to return to reality.

But what's the use, Lu Xianzhang is going to be out of his wits, he would rather never get married, as long as Lu Wanxian lives well, in the sky or in the ground, planting flowers and grass or dancing swords, doing what he wants , always healthy and happy, then he will not ask for anything.

and many more.

Taoist companion... dual cultivation... spirit body sharing...

A thought suddenly illuminated Qin Chiyu's dark thoughts.

He looked at Lu Wanxian in disbelief, and gave Lu Wanxian a look of asking for instructions.

Then, he saw Lu Wanxian sigh in relief, with a little smile in his eyes.

The response came too fast, like ecstatic waves hitting the shore, Qin Chiyu suddenly became energetic, straightened his chest, his body was still shaking from excitement, he took off his coat, put Lu Wanxian on his clothes, and bent down I kissed Lu Wanxian's forehead again, and said in a low voice: "Prince Lu, I will come as soon as I go, you must wait for me!"

Lu Wanxian couldn't move at this time, and it was very difficult to speak. Fortunately, Qin Chiyu understood what he meant, he moved his lips slightly, and said softly, "Go."

Qin Chiyu hurriedly took out the talisman paper, drew a defensive circle beside Lu Wanxian, and rushed into the yard.

The group of demons on the street were waiting to see the Demon Venerable eat Daoxiu in white. Although he couldn't eat it himself, he could satisfy his appetite by watching others eat well. This is a way of entertainment shared by demons and humans.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Lord was choking his neck and rubbing his shoulders again, and he almost developed into some actions that are not suitable for less demons. When he came to the door - no, a mouthful, he carefully put the person down again and ran away by himself.

The group of demons stared straight at the white-clothed Daoxiu lying flat on the ground, dripping three feet of saliva one by one.

However, that is the prohibition of the lord, and they dare not take a step beyond it.

I can only watch... stare blankly.

Qin Chiyu rushed into the courtyard and immediately stood in the spirit gathering circle.

The resonance of the two Destiny Stones was formed again, and the golden thread rose upwards and met above Qin Chiyu's head, and the tired spells on the ground rustled again, flying and spinning along with the golden thread.

Qin Chiyu closed his eyes and quickly entered the state. The magic breath around his body was dissipated inch by inch, revealing pure white flames again.

The demon sinking at the bottom of the sea of ​​consciousness was suddenly awakened by a dazzling light.

He saw the bottom of a golden cylindrical boat passing by on the distant sea, and countless golden light spots sprinkled from the bottom of the boat, quickly illuminating this dark and distant distance.

The first ray of light fell to the bottom of the sea, it was a huge ball of light, it was falling not far from the demon's right hand, the splashing golden light was so hot that he shrank.

not good!

The demon instinctively sensed the threat, so he struggled to get up from the bottom of the sea, and with great pressure, he swam to the distant sea surface.

"Bang", he finally emerged from the sea, broke free from the water pressure, and came to the surface of consciousness.

Opening his eyes, he saw himself in the spirit gathering circle.

The spirit-gathering circle was restarted, and the spiritual power of the Destiny Stone was continuously transforming the demon breath in Qin Chiyu's body. The meridians were being cleaned inch by inch, and the demon master's skill was rapidly transforming into a powerful righteous cultivation base.

Mozun was surprised at first, and then laughed out loud.

It was so funny, if it wasn't for him not taking Qin Chiyu's body completely, he could feel the hysteria of laughing so hard that tears flowed from his eyes.

Qin Chiyu ignored the Mozun and continued to reform his own destiny.

Mozun couldn't help but sighed with emotion: "I thought you had lost your soul with your Immortal Lu, but I didn't expect that your feelings for him are nothing more than that."

As if Qin Chiyu didn't hear it, he sped up the operation speed of the gathering spirit circle.

Mozun is now one with his twin souls, and he also feels that his cultivation base is being transformed. However, Mozun originally planned to wash away the demon's breath and counterattack the heavens. He didn't care at all whether to do this earlier or later. Anyway, Qin Chiyu's will can't overcome him, he can let Qin Chiyu play with this body for a while, after that, he will achieve great feats, and he can snatch the body away with just a move of his fingers.

Now, what he is more interested in is Qin Chiyu's inner world.

"How about it, do you know now? Everyone in the world will live as usual without anyone." Mozun sneered, "But it's really surprising that you can walk out of the shadow of Immortal Lu who lost you so quickly."

Qin Chiyu: "..."

Mozun sighed again: "It's a pity that I can't transform into an outer body, let's see what your expression is at the moment. Why don't we make a deal, I support you to continue to carry out the magic circle, and I will give you my skills and cultivation, just , you have to lend me your body, let me go to the upper realm to play for a while, and knock down those lofty immortals one by one into the mud, so that they can also taste the joy of struggling to survive by the Yellow Spring River."

The word "happy" was accentuated with sarcasm, and the thought of being able to pull the immortals into the mud made Mozun feel a strange excitement in his heart.

Even his voice trembled with excitement.

Qin Chiyu: "..."

The Demon Lord himself was excited for a while, and when the spirit-gathering circle was over, Qin Chiyu's spiritual power was completely purified, and the Demon Lord's own magic skills were also transformed into the righteous Mahayana cultivation base.

Nine Heavens Thunder Calamity sensed that a Mahayana master was born in the Demon Realm and Demon Palace, and immediately sent down nine robbery thunders, one of which was stronger than the other, and landed in the southwestern courtyard.

The world was shaken, and the demons scattered and fled.

After the nine thunderstorms, the dark clouds dispersed, and a rainbow bridge spanned the bloody sky, becoming a strange sight that had never appeared in the 10 years of the Demon Realm.

Mozun looked at Hongqiao who came to receive the upper realm, and couldn't help bursting into laughter.

Breaking through the realm, refining the gods, and testing the mind are nothing but respect for the strong.

Today, his Demon Lord can also ascend to the upper realm, isn't this a ridiculous thing?

The will to accomplish the great cause surged in his chest, as long as he got rid of Qin Chiyu's obstructive will, he could go up to the clouds and see the terrified and fearful expressions of the old Jinxians!

Unexpectedly, Hongqiao is clearly above.

His physical body didn't even look at him, he went straight down the ground, and landed on the palace road outside the courtyard wall.

The group of demons watching on the palace road had long since dispersed, and it was empty, only a large robe was laid on the ground, and a person was lying on it.

Lu Wanxian.

Lu Wanxian isn't dead yet?This thought flashed through Mozun's mind.

Then, he heard a rumbling sound, which seemed to come rushing from a distance.

He looked suspiciously at the end of the palace road, where the towering golden dome shone brightly under the blood-colored sky, and there was nothing unusual about it.

What's the sound?

"boom--"

The rushing flood instantly submerged the Demon Lord, from head to toe, he turned into a reed again, was swept away by the flood, and thrown into the endless void.

He is obviously already a Mahayana cultivation base, but in this torrent of consciousness, he is like a defenseless baby.

The next moment, his body lightened, he was thrown high, and flew in mid-air.

He saw diagonally below, half of his body was bending down, wrapping Lu Wanxian in his outer robe, and hugging him carefully.

"No——no!" The Demon Venerable opened his mouth and let out a hoarse cry, "Don't go—take me to the upper realm—"

Qin Chiyu hugged Lu Wanxian tightly, and kissed him on the face, without even looking at Mo Zun, it turned into a crimson light and shot towards the black hole at the bottom of Yu Yuan.

The red light flashed away and disappeared in Yu Yuan.

The resentful spirits around Mozun screamed and boiled, pulling his spirit body out of shape.

He looked in Yu Yuan's direction in horror: "No——don't go——this deity's cultivation——"

The resentful spirits who were once swallowed by the demon have accumulated thousands of years of resentment. At this time, the power suppressing them is infinitely weakened, and it is a good time for them to take revenge.

Among the resentful spirit, there was a pale and flat face, giving out a crazy and sharp laugh. In an instant, the demon was swallowed by itself, turned into a cloud of black smoke, and disappeared above the empty palace road.

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