Penglai delusion

At the age of 15, Jiangtan killed for the first time.

He first passed the Taolai River Valley, and when he was about to enter Lenglongling, he saw two purple gold jackals gnawing on a dead body in the green thickets at the foot of the mountain ahead.

His clothes were clear in the wind, and he passed by without turning his eyes, not disturbing them to eat.When passing by, they heard painful weeping from the corpse's throat.

"Auntie."

Jiang Tan was startled, turned his eyes and saw that a hole had been dug out of the stomach of the corpse, and two jackals were burying their heads in eating his intestines, but he didn't expect him to scream out.

Jiang Tan thought, there is no way to save him, maybe it will be the last glimmer of light.

He only took half a step when the corpse screamed again.

"Auntie, it hurts."

When he came back to his senses, he had already waved away the jackal, and squatted down to see the wounds of the corpse.

Really not optimistic.

His face was pitch black and he couldn't tell clearly, but he was a very small child just by his stature.

There were wounds all over his body, and the exposed flesh seemed to be scorched, black and red, and pus was bleeding from several wounds.There were beast bite marks on his abdomen, and his intestines were dripping all over the floor. It really was hopeless.

He felt something was staring at him.

Looking back, it was still the two skinny jackals that hadn't left yet, as if they had decided on their rations.

Jiang Tan stood up, not intending to interrupt them.

A small hand was like a hook, and at some point it was holding onto his sleeve.

"Auntie..." The child continued to speak intermittently, with tears running down his face, "Auntie...don't go..."

He is thin and small, but he is very strong.It was probably too painful, and I couldn't let go of it.

Before Jiang Tan could make a move, he heard a sneer from behind him, "Brother, I advise you not to mind your own business."

He turned his head and saw a man in black looking at him indifferently, with the two wolves around his legs.

"You let the jackals bite?"

"I teach the slaves a lesson, why not."

"..."

No matter what, Jiang Tan knew that this child should be a disobedient Kunlun slave.

He never thought before that one day, he would be dragged and called his mother by a stranger.Although he has never seen his mother since he was born, he also knows that the title of mother should not be called indiscriminately.

But somewhere in his heart there was a faint movement, and he suddenly remembered the first time he saw Mingji treating his brothers and sisters kindly when he was about his age.

She is the most dazzling woman in the palace, but she is also the gentlest. She will touch the tops of the children's heads and treat them as her own.And his brothers and sisters with strange styles and eccentric temperaments are very willing to be called by the voice of mother and concubine.

It's a pity that she, who was favored like that, touched her father's reverse scale somehow, and was thrown into the ice and snow after being tortured, and the blood on her body was frozen into ice inch by inch.

It was too cold at that time, and none of the eldest sons and daughters who had been around her in the past dared to disobey the order of the suzerain and came to Moon Valley to seek guilt.

Only Jiang Tan, who was not afraid of the cold by nature, walked up to her step by step, squatted down, and looked at her.

"...Six... the eldest son..." Ming Ji seemed to be awakened by his footsteps, her empty eye sockets were darkened, she couldn't see anything, but she recognized him accurately.

Jiang Tan gave a soft "hmm".

"...Okay...Okay...child..." Mingji laughed, and was choked up by the blood in her throat after she finished speaking.

Then he raised his hand, trembling all the way up.

She was supposed to touch his head, but she couldn't raise her hand that high, she only touched his cheek, wiping his dirty blood.

Such a woman, even though her face has been ruined beyond recognition by the torture, her distorted eyebrows and eyes are still strangely peaceful and calm.

This child is very similar to Ming Ji at that time.

Thinking about this, the man said coldly, "I advise you to be more sensible and stop blocking the way. This slave is the suzerain's property. Although it is a pity that it is abolished now, it is not your turn to take care of it."

Jiang Tan was startled: Mine?

The only time he went to Luoxiao to attend the Asian New Year's Eve Banquet every year, he did see all kinds of slaves in the clan, but he never thought that one day, he would have one himself.

Jiang Tan frowned, although he felt that he would not want the child if he presented it, but at this moment, there seemed to be a subtle connection between the two of them.

He recalled Mingji's appearance when she died, and subconsciously said, "Let it go."

The man found it ridiculous, "Who are you, you dare to talk to me like this? If you let him go, will you be taken back?"

Looking Jiangtan up and down again, his tone became more severe, "What are you, you dare to take Joe with me!"

Jiang Tan said calmly, "It's useless, the suzerain is gone."

The man narrowed his eyes, "How do you say that?"

Jiang Tan thought for a while, indeed, according to the cognition of everyone in the sect, his suzerain should have just summoned the white dragon, and was waiting in the Luoxiao Palace to prepare for the succession ceremony, how could he appear alone in the Qilian Mountains thousands of miles away? .

Jiang Tan knew that Lu Lin and Luo Lan did not tell about their departure.

That's good, otherwise it might be difficult to get into the Xianpai.

But he still said, "Since you said that he is the suzerain's thing, I will let it go."

The man sneered, "Who is the little brother who speaks so impolitely?"

Jiang Tan thought, he didn't understand.

Then he said directly, "Yu Lingjun."

The man was stunned for a moment, and the sneer on his face deepened, "This joke is not very funny. If you are really the suzerain, then I dare you to release the Kunlun double rings, so that we can open our eyes. Let's worship."

Jiang Tan was going to Penglai this time, except for a stone clove and a pair of daggers, all the tokens that could show his identity were sealed in the ice box of Buxue Palace.

This is the truth, "I didn't bring it."

The man found it ridiculous, "My little brother is quite courageous. In order to pretend to be a hero, he even dared to risk the suzerain. If you say someone else's name, I might believe it."

Jiangtan was silent.He really can't prove himself now.But this also guarantees that if he joins the Immortal School, no one will recognize him.

The man said righteously, "Offending the suzerain Tianwei, he should be executed."

Jiang Tan watched him pull out the soft whip, and said calmly, "Really?"

After a little thought, he released the coercion.

This is a fatal suppression for Yaozu.They can only feel absolute obedience. No matter how much they resist in their hearts, they cannot resist the admiration and fear that are engraved in their blood and will be passed down from generation to generation.

The man was stunned.Kneeling slowly in front of him, he said in surprise, "My lord, is it really you? This little slave deserves to die, but I don't know the face of heaven."

"It's okay." Jiang Tan said lightly, "I've never met you, so there's no need to be polite."

"No, if the Master finds out, the slave will be punished more severely than death." The disciple knew that he had offended the Lord, and shed tears of blood very sadly, "Please execute the slave yourself."

Under the oppression that permeates the bone marrow, he has already taken on the appearance of a monster, with dense black manes growing on the sides of his face, and fangs growing wildly in his mouth.

It's a mixed race.

Jiang Tan thought for a while, "Must it be so?"

The man nodded, prostrated on the ground and continued to tremble.

Jiang Tan paused, walked over step by step, and when he got closer, he found that he was not shaking anymore.

Bleed all over the place.

The man in black was actually shocked to death by his coercion.

Jiang Tan just hesitated for a moment, thought, but confiscated it.

He has never felt this kind of oppression, so he naturally has no priority to take action.Besides, after Xueqiu disappeared, there was not a single living thing in Buxue Palace, so he didn't have to restrain this natural power anymore.

He finally understood why when Lu Lin knocked on the palace door, he vomited blood and looked at him.A dignified Kunlun Zuo Dharma, with complex eyes, hesitated to speak, not only slumped on the door and writhed like a dead fish, but also moaned and moaned with his face pulled.

Jiang Tan thought it was an unspeakable fatal injury from someone.

Thinking about it now, Lu Lin probably thought that he was trying to show his power on purpose.

The pair of purple and gold jackals in the distance were just like Lu Lin who was stuck to the palace gate at that time, huddled together, looking like they were about to die suddenly on the spot.

If a beast has a spirit, it can also turn into a demon.This coercion also has an effect on them.

Jiang Tan withdrew the coercion, "Let's go."

The two jackals limped over, licked the man's body, and circled around him, whining endlessly.

Jiang Tan paused, didn't care about it anymore, walked up to the dirty child and looked at it, seeing that the blood was about to bleed dry, so he tried to call out, "Hello."

There was no echo.

Jiang Tan thought, maybe he died too.

He looked at this dead body, then at that one, and was speechless for a moment, so he could only turn around and leave, making up his mind: it is best not to meddle in other people's business in the future.

The next moment when the toe moved slightly, the child suddenly said weakly, "Mother."

His eyes finally opened, but there was no light in them.

Jiang Tan's mood suddenly improved a little, as if this could prove that he was not meddling in his own business.

He thought to himself, since this is his slave, it should be okay to save him.

Because of his own mother's spell-melting technique, Jiangtan's spiritual veins were basically abolished.Although he inherited the two powerful bloodlines of Yueshang Qianmu and Sunxia Blue Bird, he unintentionally completed the integration of the old royal family and the new royal family by himself.But not only was he unable to learn the successful method, but he also had to consume the vital blood in his body in order to cast the spiritual spell carried in his veins.And because of the blood consumption, there is still an upper limit to the number of operations, if not restrained, it is very likely to faint due to ischemia.

Speaking out is simply a disgrace to the demon clan.

Previously, Jiangtan only treated Xueqiu's skin trauma.This time I tried it, and I felt a little miraculous when I saw the internal organs and the broken belly of the child grow and sew up on their own.

Staring at the person so engrossed, seeing the damage on his body surface gradually healed, and his breath, which was as weak as a candle in the snow, becoming blazing again, he felt a little bit in his heart.

When I stood up again, my head was so dizzy that I couldn't stand up.

Jiang Tan sat back again, unaware that the bright sky outside his eyes was completely dimmed.At first, there were only scattered frost flowers falling, but now the wind blows, the snow flakes are whirring, like golden scissors and satin, rising more and more fiercely.

The child seemed to feel very comfortable. His eyes that had been open all the time were closed again, and he seemed to be asleep.

Jiang Tan looked up at the flying snow all over the sky, regained consciousness for a while, and found that the child had been buried in the snow.

He remembered that people are not resistant to cold, if they are rescued, if they lie down like this again, they might freeze to death again.

It just so happened that his head wasn't so dizzy now, so Jiang Tan simply lifted him up and hugged Pingping in his arms.

Just a handful of dirty fingers followed the trend, and when he quietly grasped the hem of his clothes, something seemed to flicker.

Jiang Tan lowered his eyes, and vaguely glimpsed the embryonic form of a flower on the back of that hand.

After a little discernment, he recognized it.Such a beautiful shape was undoubtedly the sunflower he had only seen in the valley a while ago.

——The blood totem of the blue bird family that irrigates with life and remembers with death.