The Villain Has Something to Say

When Mo Qianqiu opened his eyes again, the surroundings were silent, dark and cold.

He had dreamed that dream for a long time. He dreamed of the battlefield between the two races thousands of years ago, of Wu Xiaozi, the leader of the human race at that time, and also dreamed of the long-forgotten scene of cutting out the heart and taking the pill.

The time of 1000 years is already a sea of ​​vicissitudes for mortals, but for cultivators, it is just a journey in life.

Mo Qianqiu has lived for more than 2000 years, and it is the first time he feels that time passes so slowly, there is no sound around him, and he can only hear his own weak breathing, like an old bellows, every breath is exhausted The strength of the whole body.

And in the middle of this darkness, with spiritual sense, one can quickly find that the blue-clothed demon is still squatting on the ground, hugging himself tightly.Jin Li stopped muttering repeatedly at this time, he seemed to be stupid, just squatting there with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mo Qianqiu wanted to use his spiritual power to get back his whip, but found that his meridians were blocked and his spiritual power was dry.

He wanted to stand up again, but he could only move his fingers slightly, and he couldn't move the rest.

Just like that, time passed by every minute and every second, Mo Qianqiu silently looked at the darkness in front of him, and finally understood the feeling of being abandoned by the world.

Stealing the Sky and Changing the Sun is a spell that he occasionally obtained more than 1000 years ago. It has little effect and can only be used by surprise during battles, but it has no real damage.In his life, he has used three times to steal the sky and change the sky, and it seems that the target is that person every time.

The first time was more than 1000 years ago, when he and Wu Xiaozi teamed up to trap each other and steal the sky for another day.

The second time was with Luo Jianqing. They were hunted down by the other party, so they panicked the other party by stealing the sky for the day.

The third time is this time... and probably the last time.

There was not much emotion in his heart, Mo Qianqiu just calmly recalled his life.The vitality in his body was constantly passing away, but after that, the injuries on his body gradually healed a little bit.When he was able to get up, he tried his best to support himself with his arms, moved to the edge of the space, and sat against the edge.

No matter how magnificent and splendid in life, there is always only one person at the time of death.

Mo Qianqiu quietly waited for the arrival of death, he didn't think about his reincarnation after death, but just looked ahead calmly.

If other people saw his appearance at this moment, they would definitely be greatly eclipsed.The Demon Lord has always been arrogant and domineering, with arrogance and arrogance. He uses his powerful strength to suppress other people's dissatisfaction with him. Although he has had opponents that he cannot beat, he has never been so peaceful and quiet.

Except for that still gorgeous face and that indifferent temperament, he is a little different from before.

It is said that before death, there will always be some changes. Mo Qianqiu knew that he was not far from the end, and he no longer had the strength to pick up his whip, nor did he have the strength to attack the defenseless opponent.Finally, when Mo Qianqiu finally had a little more strength, he stretched out his hand and touched his heart.

The place was empty, the blood from the wound had already dried up, but the heart was still gone.

Mo Qianqiu gently stroked his scarred chest, as if he could recall the ugly appearance there, so he frowned unhappily, and a trace of anger flashed in his bright eyes.

But in the end, there weren't too many wounds on his face.Before he decided on this plan, he had already healed the white scar next to his eye with the elixir.

Thinking of this, Mo Qianqiu raised his head slightly, his red lips curled up, revealing a pleasant and eye-catching smile.

The scar on his chest can be covered with clothes, even if he dies, he will die more beautifully than anyone else.

At this moment, Mo Qianqiu suddenly trembled, looking down at the dark front.He clearly noticed that the Yaozun who had been motionless for a long time suddenly moved.The other party suddenly got up and started walking around. Sometimes he took two steps to the left, and sometimes he took two steps to the right. Sometimes he squatted down and stopped for a while while walking, and then continued walking after a long time.

When he found that the other party was slowly approaching him, Mo Qianqiu's eyes turned cold, and he wanted to raise his whip, but he couldn't move at all.

So after three days, Mo Qianqiu watched helplessly as the other party stepped on her calf.He groaned himself, feeling as if his bones were broken, but the other party fell down like a child, and fell beside him, then hugged himself quickly, and kept chanting, "Who are you? who?".

Mo Qianqiu scoffed at this kind of backlash, but he didn't make a sound.

Silence is the best choice at this moment. It is obvious that Jin Li is too stupid to scan his surroundings with his spiritual sense. As long as he keeps silent, maybe the other party will continue to walk to the side and stay away from here.

Just like that, Mo Qianqiu closed his eyes in silence, and through the darkness, a pair of long and narrow eyes were fixed on Jin Li.

But Jin Li didn't seem to understand anything, he kept hugging himself, saying "who is it" for a while, and humming uncomfortable for a while.Every one of his actions was very strange, and he even started talking to himself.

By this time, Mo Qianqiu believed a little bit: Jin Li is really crazy.

A shadow flashed in his mind.He still remembered more than 1000 years ago, when he saw this person for the first time, he was dressed in royal blue brocade clothes, standing on top of the group of monsters, elegant and gorgeous, completely different from those ugly and vulgar monsters.

But now, he is still crazy.

Mo Qianqiu lowered his eyes silently, letting Jinli go crazy not far from him.

Maybe one day, maybe three days, maybe ten days...

When Jinli said "Who is it" for the [-]th time, Mo Qianqiu suddenly snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "Since you have recovered your sanity when you were outside, now you are like this again when you come in. I originally thought that Yaozun Jinli should have the demeanor of a beast, so that he would not be unable to escape his nightmare forever. Are you just admitting defeat to it like this?"

Jin Li's voice stopped abruptly.

After a long time, Mo Qianqiu smiled coldly, and didn't want to say a word to the other party anymore.But the next moment, a cold hand climbed onto his cheek, causing Mo Qianqiu to freeze suddenly, allowing the other person to caress his face.

That finger was like an ice cube, sliding across Mo Qianqiu's eyes, bridge of nose, and lips.

Mo Qianqiu felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and wanted to beat the other party into a pulp with a whip, but he couldn't do anything.Finally, this disgusting touching ended, Mo Qianqiu narrowed his eyes dangerously, and before he could speak, he heard a clear and ignorant voice: "You look like me, are you also me?"

Mo Qianqiu immediately opened his eyes wide: "Who looks the same as you? This deity is ten thousand times prettier than you!"

Mo Qianqiu felt that his hand was being held by someone, he was pulled weakly by the other party, and placed on the other party's face.Jin Li touched his eyelids with his cold fingers, and at the same time took his own hand to stroke his eyelids.Then I started touching my cheeks, my eyebrows, my lips...

Wherever Jin Li touched Mo Qianqiu, he would take Mo Qianqiu's hand to touch his own part.

Perhaps because of enduring the darkness for too long, Mo Qianqiu found himself slowly sketching out the opponent's face.

Just like what he once said to Luo Jianqing, Yaozun Jinli is indeed pretty.

——But it must be far worse than him!

Jin Li insisted: "Look, you and I look the same, you have this, I have this, we are all the same... So, are you me?"

Mo Qianqiu sneered and said, "Get lost."

Jin Li took his hand again, and said stubbornly: "Then you are not me, who are you? You must be me."

Mo Qianqiu refused to answer.

Jin Li was still saying it over and over again, insisting that "you are me" over and over again, when he said No.40 six times, Mo Qianqiu finally couldn't bear it anymore, threw his hand away with his last strength, and said in a complicated tone : "This deity is not you, this deity is ten thousand times prettier than you, do you hear me!"

Jinli suddenly fell silent, Mo Qianqiu just breathed a sigh of relief, the other party took his hand again, and said: "Then who are you? What is your name? Why do you look so similar to me? What are you to me? people?"

Mo Qianqiu: "..."

Mo Qianqiu has never hated children so much for a moment.Jinli was like a child, asking some inexplicable questions all the time. If he didn't answer, Jinli would be able to ask over and over again, as if he could ask forever.

In desperation, Mo Qianqiu told him perfunctorily: "My name is Qianqiu."

But even if he answered, Jin Li still kept asking.

Suddenly, Mo Qianqiu seemed to have seen Yunxiang's childhood. He took a fancy to Yunxiang's first-class root bone and natural sensitivity to devil energy, and picked Yunxiang back.But at that time Yun Xiang was still a baby, she only knew how to cry all day long, no matter how talented Mo Qianqiu was, she couldn't take care of such a child, so he handed Yun Xiang to Qi Luo and the Qin brothers.

Facts have proved that Yun Xiang grew up normally.

Mo Qianqiu racked his brains to recall how Qi Luo shut Yun Xiang up before, so when Jin Li was halfway through speaking, he suddenly interrupted: "I have a story, do you want to hear it?"

The beginning was rather blunt, but Jin Li murmured: "I want to listen."

Mo Qianqiu said casually: "... there used to be a demon king, he was extremely good-looking and powerful. One day he went to the headquarters of the monsters, killed all the monsters, and killed those hypocritical monsters. The righteous old man was also killed, and in the end he became number one in the world."

Jinli paused for a moment, as if he hadn't heard Mo Qianqiu's story, and continued the question just now: "Why didn't you tell me, why are you here? Where is this place? Why are we..."

"There is another story!" Mo Qianqiu continued to interrupt with a cold face.

Jin Li said in a daze, "Okay..."

"There used to be a little beauty who was very good-looking. His name was Luo Jianqing. One day he met a man who was [-] times prettier than him - that man was called Mo Qianqiu. Luo Jianqing was completely convinced by Mo Qianqiu and was willing Every time he saw someone, he would say to them, 'Mo Qianqiu is the most powerful and powerful monk in the world'. In the end, they ascended together."

This time, Jinli was stunned for a long time, Mo Qianqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and Jinli said again: "Why are we here? Qianqiu, who am I? Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you answer my question... "

"I have another story!"

Jin Li nodded blankly: "...OK."

Mo Qianqiu slowly lowered his eyes, his eyes were deep and silent, as if through the thick darkness, he saw the Yaozun who was looking at him foolishly, without any defense anymore.He obviously only needs a little more spiritual power to kill the opponent, but now he doesn't even have the strength to raise his hand, so he can only let the opponent pester him like this.

The corners of her lips gradually drooped, and there was no other look on her delicate and beautiful face.

Just when Jinli was about to ask another question, Mo Qianqiu opened his mouth calmly, and began to tell a very simple story in a light tone: "Two thousand seven hundred and eighty-two years ago, in Wanzhou, there was a third-rate sect called Qianqiumen ..."

The author has something to say:

Jiujiu really seems a bit scumbag?But he always seems to be like this...