The Villain Has Something to Say

100 years ago, Xuan Lingzi, who had just stepped into the stage of becoming a god, fought against the four great monsters alone, turning the tide of the war and forcing the monsters to sign a peace contract; 100 years later, Xuan Lingzi appeared again and became a god of transformation In the mid-term, news of a ten-year truce between the two races was brought.

When his words fell, a clear dragon chant resounded through the world.The narrow and graceful white dragon circled down from the nine heavens and landed in front of Xuan Lingzi. The bitter cold wind mixed with sharp and piercing water vapor almost overturned the magic mountain.

However, Xuan Lingzi stood in front of the crowd, took a slight step forward, and forcibly restrained the wrath of this noble and incomparable divine beast.

There was a confrontation between the two on the magic mountain, their eyes met, and the majestic and fierce spiritual pressure collided in mid-air, causing the earth to tremble.In the end, Jinli let out a long roar and flew away. Xuan Lingzi withdrew his powerful coercion, stood on top of the magic mountain, and looked down at the astonished monster army.

This battle is over.

From the rebellion in Yunzhou to the end of the battle at Magic Mountain, the two sides only fought for a month, but irreparable damage had already been caused.

Yunzhou was slaughtered, and the corpses were scattered all over the field; the monster clan offered sacrifices, and blood flowed into rivers.In the end, they didn't even know whether the human race died more or the monster race died more.Yunzhou has become an empty city, but in order to set up the Tianqing Breaking Sea formation, the dead monsters can also be counted in tens of millions.

When this battle ended abruptly, the surviving humans were not so fortunate.

Above Yunzhou, the remaining mortals tidy up their broken homes numbly.Some mortals directly chose to leave here and migrate to other places; but some mortals have clearly lost all their family members, but they still stubbornly return here to rebuild their homes.

Fallen leaves return to their roots, where they are born, they will die there.

Yunzhou's geographical location is dangerous, but it is the place where they grew up all their lives.

The monks began to deal with the issue of whether these mortals would go or stay. Feihuazong and Guiyuanzong also sent people to help these mortal countries establish formations.The smallest formation is set up one by one with the village as the unit; the largest formation is the national defense formation to defend each country. Each formation requires the hard work of a Mahayana monk, and it will never be completed within half a year. .

This is the current situation in Yunzhou, and it is also the current situation in Mingzhou, Chaozhou and Qizhou, which border the Yaozu.

And the Demon Realm, which is closest to the Demon Realm, is already dead silent at this moment.The blood of humans and monsters seeped into this land, making the already dark brown soil a little bit thicker.Perhaps the red color on this earth is formed by the condensed blood. It is so pure and shockingly red.

That day, when Xuan Lingzi forced Jinli to leave with the pressure of the middle stage of transformation, he turned around and left without giving any explanation to the Yaozu.

Yao Zun Xing Wei and Yao Zun Hao Ming looked at each other.Naturally, it was impossible for them to suspect that Xuan Lingzi was defrauding them, because there was absolutely nothing to deceive in such a matter.After the last Heavenly Demon Lord fell, the Heavenly Demon Lord Dujue Tianlao became the well-deserved backbone of the Yaozu. If he really wanted to make peace with humans, it would be equivalent to the Yaozu wanting to make peace with humans.

And if Xuan Lingzi was really lying to them, why did he still say a specific number?

ten years.

What exactly does this number mean?I don't understand Xing Wei and Hao Ming for the time being, but it doesn't prevent them from going back to ask Du Jue Tian Lao.Moreover, Xuan Lingzi has entered the middle stage of transforming spirits, the two of them are definitely not Xuan Lingzi's opponents, and even Jin Li has left, so it is the right choice for them to turn around and leave at this moment.

And when the two demon tribes looked at each other and waved their arms together to let the demon tribe army retreat, they didn't notice that the tall and straight figure suddenly stopped, and the steps under his feet also stopped slightly.

After Xuan Lingzi turned around, his face suddenly turned pale.His back was still straight, and the terrifying coercion of the monks in the stage of transformation did not weaken a bit, but a trace of blood flowed from his lips, dripping lightly on Luo Jianqing's collar, like Smudged like ink.

After Xuan Lingzi carried Luo Jianqing into the main hall of the Demon Palace, he coughed violently and immediately spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Seeing this, Yu Qingzi's expression changed immediately, and he hurriedly said, "Junior brother, what's wrong with you!"

Xuan Lingzi gently put Luo Jianqing down, and said, "Senior Sister, take a look at Jianqing's situation first."

Where did Yu Qingzi have the mind to take care of Luo Jianqing's situation, she said anxiously: "I have already checked Jianqing with my spiritual sense, but he has lost a lot of spiritual power, and his soul has also suffered a little injury. Junior brother, You hand me your hand, your cultivation is far superior to mine, I cannot directly diagnose you with spiritual knowledge."

Xuan Lingzi shook his hand, and directly put Luo Jianqing's hand into Venerable Yuqingzi's.In the astonished eyes of the latter, he calmly stated a fact. He was calm and calm, but the eyes of those listening were wide open in fright.I just heard him say this: "When I left the land of the extreme north, I met Dujue Tianlao and fought against him once. He has already stepped into the heavenly ranks, and his strength cannot be underestimated, so I suffered a slight injury , it’s not in the way. I just came here in a hurry, so I didn’t stop to heal my injuries.”

Venerable Guanglingzi said in disbelief: "Dujue Tianlao has stepped into the heavenly rank?"

The patriarch of the Bai family also said in horror: "This...how is this possible? As far as I know, that Dujue Tianlao has stopped at the peak of the earth rank for at least 7000 years. Everyone in the world knows that he has no possibility of entering the heaven rank. Why did he suddenly step into the sky?!"

Xuan Lingzi lowered his phoenix eyes slightly, and glanced at the Patriarch of the Bai family lightly, without saying a word.

While everyone was thinking, a blood-colored figure flew in quickly from the palace gate.The visitor's chest was still oozing blood, and his complexion was also very bad, but he came here directly, and the first sentence was: "How is Luo Jianqing?"

Everyone turned to look at him, Xuan Lingzi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him.

Followed by Qi Luo, the chief steward of the Demonic Dao Palace, Qin Guihe, the left protector, and Qin Siyi, the right protector, Qin Guihe said anxiously: "Master, you have added new wounds before your old wounds healed, you should heal quickly !"

Mo Qianqiu didn't answer, he looked straight at Xuan Lingzi, the eyes of the two met in the air, as if they were looking at each other in the most ordinary way, but it was as if there were sparks crackling.In the end, it was Venerable Yuqingzi who couldn't stand it anymore and took Mo Qianqiu away forcefully.

As a Danxiu master, she couldn't just ignore such a seriously injured person.

Although Xuan Lingzi's injury is serious, he can heal it by himself; Luo Jianqing's injury is not serious, and Xuan Lingzi can heal him.

However, Mo Qianqiu's injury made Yu Qingzi very embarrassed.

A few days ago, she had just healed Mo Qianqiu. Using the eighth-rank divine pill as a guide, she stole Thunderbolt and repaired his heart and bones damaged by Jin Li; This time is far more dangerous than last time, and the heart has been directly taken out!

For ordinary mortals, death is death without exception; for ordinary monks, there is no way to survive if their hearts are cut.Only a top-level power like Mo Qianqiu can cut out his heart and put it back, but the wounds of the mind are not so easy to heal.

"The Yaozun Jinli is a monster, and he is a beast. He can cut his heart, how can you?" There is a saying among mortals called a doctor's parental heart, and there is nothing wrong with saying this to Venerable Yuqingzi. While healing Mo Qianqiu, he said earnestly: "There is only one beast in this world that has lost its heart, and it can still live for thousands of years. Our human body is not as strong as that of the monster race. Although your cultivation level is high , but life is..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Venerable Yuqingzi suddenly realized that he had talked too much.

When she saw the scars all over Mo Qianqiu's body, she had already forgotten who was standing opposite her.Especially the bloody scar on her chest made her tremble with fear.Such an injury is fatal to any monk, and it can even be said that after crossing the catastrophe, he will undoubtedly die.

However, none of this is a reason for her to poke someone's scar.

After a long sigh, Venerable Yuqingzi said: "I shouldn't have mentioned that matter, Mozun, it was my fault, don't worry about it."

Mo Qianqiu looked at the ground with wandering eyes, as if he didn't hear Yu Qingzi's words at all.Seeing this, Yu Qingzi was speechless and thankful. What was speechless was that there were still monks like this in the world who dared to ignore the instructions of a Danxiu. Fortunately, Mo Qianqiu didn't pay attention to what he said just now, otherwise... his lifespan would be less than 50 years , is indeed too cruel.

The mental injury this time is enough to make the demon king only have 50 years of life left.

After 50 years, they will fall into reincarnation, 360 ten thousand lives of animals, 360 ten thousand lives of torture.

Thinking of this, Venerable Yuqingzi couldn't help but tremble all over.Even though she was not the one who was punished like that, she also felt a chill in her heart, and she dared not imagine such a day.What a desperate reincarnation that must have been. He was once the proud son of heaven admired by the world, but later he became a beast that everyone can bully.

Yuqingzi shook his head and sighed in his heart: If there is a 50-year truce, this devil Qianqiu can enjoy his last time.

In the side hall, the eye feathers of the young man lying on the bed trembled slightly. After a while, Luo Jianqing opened his eyes and woke up.

When he first woke up, he felt that his whole body was about to shatter, his tendons seemed to be crushed into pieces, and his dantian felt as if thousands of tiny needles were pricking him.He wanted to turn over, but felt that he could not control his body. He wanted to get up, but he couldn't even move his arms.

This feeling of not being able to control his body is really tormenting. Luo Jianqing was about to use his spiritual power forcefully to see what was going on with him, but just as he had activated a little spiritual power, he was suddenly pulled into a warm embrace inside.

His body froze suddenly, and the cool lotus fragrance poured into his nostrils.

Luo Jianqing slowly opened his eyes wide, only to hear a soft sigh resounding in his ears: "Jianqing." The warm exhalation blew into his ears, like a delicate kiss, making the tips of his ears red , Thousands of emotions came to my heart immediately.

Luo Jianqing wanted to turn around, but he was still unable to move, as if he had discovered his predicament, Xuan Lingzi put his palm on his lower back, and gently lost a bit of spiritual power.In an instant, "Nine Lotus Seizes the Heaven Record" started to run rapidly, fiercely seizing the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth, and Luo Jianqing also discovered that his body was unable to move because of a severe shortage of spiritual power.

However, at this moment Luo Jianqing didn't have the heart to pay attention to such a question, he immediately turned around and saw that person at a glance.

This glance suddenly became infinitely long.

The moment his eyes met, Luo Jianqing seemed to hear his heart tremble.Surprise, excitement, hardship, and sorrow, his throat slowly became bitter and astringent, and his eyes were also a little moist.Luo Jianqing closed her eyes a little, and stopped acting like a little girl like herself.

However, his eyes were sour, his heart was sore, he couldn't even care about the pain in his body, he just felt wronged.

After Xuan Lingzi was trapped in the dry mountain, Luo Jianqing experienced too many things.The fall of Mo Qiu, the crisis of Fozi and Yunxiang, the army of monsters attacking the 36 states, and the devastated battlefield full of blood...

When facing all this, Luo Jianqing didn't say that he couldn't bear it, he just accepted everything silently.

When the spiritual power of the digital powers was about to squeeze his veins, he didn't say a word of no; when the powers asked him to risk his life and cross the sky and break the sea formation, he didn't say a word of no.

In the past six months, Luo Jianqing has been gritting his teeth and persevering, and has survived countless incidents that can break down ordinary people.

He is just a body monk, and he has only lived for more than 50 years now.This was the first time he saw the cruel and ruthless war between the two races, but it was only the first time, and he was required to go directly to the front line and shoulder many responsibilities that should not have been borne by him.

Luo Jianqing endured everything silently. He had no time to mourn the loss of his best friend, nor to care about the safety of his beloved.No one will think whether he can bear it, even he himself can't think about it, he can only accept it blindly and work hard blindly.

Originally, Luo Jianqing always thought that he was selfish and cold-blooded.In his previous life, he was hunted down by countless monks. When he was in danger, almost no one believed him, so he no longer believed in this world. As long as Xuan Lingzi and all the people he cared about were still alive, the lives of other people had nothing to do with him.But when he saw Yunzhou with corpses strewn all over the place, he finally admitted that he couldn't be that ruthless.

If he can face the corpses of more than 2000 million innocent compatriots without changing his face, then he is not a human being, but a beast.

But now, he has survived here alone, and he can finally vent the pain in his heart.But in the end, Luo Jianqing just hugged Xuan Lingzi and buried his face in his shoulder.He didn't cry, but hugged him tightly, as if he could catch the other person in this way and dispel the things that were about to crush him in the past six months.

Xuan Lingzi hugged the young man's body tightly, and took him into his arms, his eyes were full of distress.His hand gently stroked Luo Jianqing's body, his movements were gentle and tender, which made Luo Jianqing relax slowly.

What happened in the past six months also greatly improved Luo Jianqing's ability to bear, and he quickly regained his energy.

Next, Xuan Lingzi briefly talked about the truce between the two clans, and healed Luo Jianqing at the same time.Luo Jianqing couldn't hide his joy when he heard the truce between the two clans; however, when he heard the end, Luo Jianqing suddenly froze and remembered: "Mo Qianqiu..." After a pause, he said again: "Master, Senior Mozun, what's wrong?"

Xuan Lingzi's eyes changed slightly, and he said calmly: "Senior sister Yuqingzi is here, so he is fine." After finishing speaking, he said again: "Jianqing, you have been in a coma for three days. This time the collapse of the dry mountain and the two clans The battle is a life-and-death test for you, but it is also an opportunity. If you can make good use of it, you may be able to make a breakthrough in one fell swoop by taking advantage of the tendons that have been forcibly expanded by other people's spiritual power this time."

Luo Jianqing was silent for a while, and asked, "Master, is Senior Mozun really all right?"

Xuan Lingzi pursed her thin lips slightly, lowered her eyes and said, "Naturally."

Then Luo Jianqing began to practice breath adjustment, with Xuan Lingzi protecting him.When the sky was getting dark, Xuan Lingzi was called by Guanglingzi to discuss the matter of the war in detail.After he left, Luo Jianqing opened his eyes quickly, opened the door and left quietly.

When Luo Jianqing opened the door to leave, Xuan Lingzi, who was turning a corner, paused slightly, but finally remained silent.

Walking straight along the carved corridor, and turning two more turns, Luo Jianqing saw the hall.Resplendent and magnificent, with carved beams and painted buildings, this hall is as majestic as its owner, and every corner of the palace is filled with impeccable and domineering beauty.

Luo Jianqing hesitated outside the door for a while, but never knocked.But before he could think about it, he heard a "squeak", and the ten-zhang-high hall door opened for him silently and automatically.

A soft and hoarse voice sounded: "If you have something to look for the deity, why bother to twitch outside the door."

These words made Luo Jianqing stride in.

After entering, the dark environment made Luo Jianqing frowned slightly. He walked a few steps forward, only to see the Mozun in a red gauze robe sitting cross-legged in front of a chessboard, holding a white piece and lightly tapping it on it. Tap the dots.He wore very little clothes, revealing a large white and flat chest. It was obvious that both of them were men, but Luo Jianqing felt a little embarrassed, and quickly glanced over.

Mo Qianqiu said: "Since you're here, sit down and play chess with me."

Luo Jianqing asked, "I didn't know you could still play this mortal chess." After speaking, Luo Jianqing sat down and placed a sunspot.

Under the faint light of the night pearl, Mo Qianqiu's gorgeous face appeared a little hazy.This dimness made the scar on his left face not so obvious, but very soft, and even the arrogance in the past was a little less, making this face even more astonishingly beautiful.

He said indifferently: "You are just a junior, why do you want to know about this deity."

Luo Jianqing was slightly stunned, and before he picked up the sunspot, he said, "What's going on with all this, Mo Qiu..."

"Xuan Lingzi's apprentice," Mo Qianqiu's indifferent voice interrupted Luo Jianqing's words, making him stunned.I saw the bright and slender peach blossom eyes reflecting the brilliance, but the words he said seemed very cold, "I only treat you a little closer for the sake of you being Xuan Lingzi's disciple. Xuan Ling My son saved the life of this deity a hundred years ago, and we, the demon cultivators, always repay your kindness, but if you go too far, this deity will not be tolerant to you just because of your master."

Luo Jianqing tightened his fingers, and he pinched the black chess piece into his palm: "Mo Qiu!"

Mo Qianqiu raised her eyes: "Why did you call my disciple's name?"

Luo Jianqing stared at him with burning eyes, and said: "Back then, Mo Qiu and I lived together on the ninth floor of Flowing Flame Valley for three years, and after that, we experienced life and death. He saved me many times, and I also saved him many times. I, Luo Jianqing, have always only had one life-and-death friend, even if I entrust my life to him, I will never complain." Speaking of this, Luo Jianqing raised his eyes to look at the red-clothed Demon Lord, his eyes were serious, as if he wanted to take the other party After seeing it through for a long time, he said word by word: "If you are really my life and death friend, you wouldn't lie to me."

The smile on Mo Qianqiu's face had long since disappeared. He closed his eyes slightly and looked at Luo Jianqing expressionlessly.

After the two looked at each other for a long time, Mo Qianqiu laughed lightly, and then laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha, apprentice of Xuan Lingzi, are you thinking too much? I don't understand what you are talking about. If you have something to say, you don't need to hide with this deity. This deity never tells lies, let alone face to face. For a junior like you, is this deity still afraid of you?"

Luo Jianqing's body was stiff, and he looked at the Demon Lord in front of him who was laughing wildly in disbelief.

Mo Qianqiu tapped the chessboard with his fingers, and said, "It's your turn."

Without even thinking about it, Luo Jianqing subconsciously placed the chess piece on it.After he took this step, Mo Qianqiu let out a laugh from his throat, and Luo Jianqing looked up at him in surprise.In the dim light, the corner of the red gauze beauty's lips twitched, and she looked at him with a low smile: "You have already lost."

Luo Jianqing frowned: "If I can bring the dead back to life, can you promise me one thing, senior?"

Mo Qianqiu raised an eyebrow: "What's the matter?"

Luo Jianqing's face was calm: "You have to answer me a question, don't lie."

Mo Qianqiu raised her red lips slightly: "Do you think after making this move, you can still beat this deity?"

Luo Jianqing lowered her eyes: "Don't you dare?"

Mo Qianqiu flicked his red sleeves and said, "Why don't you dare!"

Luo Jianqing leaned over slightly, and saluted: "The junior will not be polite."

An hour later, Luo Jianqing played the last move, which sealed the overall situation.Mo Qianqiu's expression remained unchanged, and he couldn't see the emotion in his heart.

Looking at his appearance, Luo Jianqing clenched his fingers tightly, suppressing the nervousness in his heart, his voice trembling slightly.He only said one word, and found that his voice was too trembling to open his mouth. After he calmed down, he said, "My problem is..."

"Mo Qianqiu, are you Mo Qiu?"

Mo Qianqiu supported his chin with one hand, and the soft red gauze slipped from his wrist. He looked at the solemn young man in front of him with a smile, and said casually, "Of course not."

Luo Jianqing narrowed his eyes: "You're lying!"

But Mo Qianqiu covered his lips and laughed: "Why do I need to lie? If I have lied, how about letting Jin Li goug out my heart?"

Luo Jianqing felt as if he had lost all strength, and his whole body went limp.When he left Mozun's palace, Mo Qianqiu still looked at him with a smile.There was a kind of arrogance and coldness in that smile that rejected people thousands of miles away. Although he was smiling, he didn't laugh at all, which also made Luo Jianqing feel cold in his heart.

Luo Jianqing didn't know how he got back. Hope had already risen in his heart, but now it was all extinguished.And he naturally didn't know that after he left, the smile on Mo Qianqiu's face disappeared immediately.

In the blink of an eye, a figure in white appeared in the palace, standing behind the position where Luo Jianqing had just sat down, and had been standing there for some time.

Mo Qianqiu leaned back on the chair, raised her eyes and said, "What are you doing here?"

Xuan Lingzi didn't answer, but instead said, "Why did you lie to him?"

Mo Qianqiu laughed: "What does this deity do, and what do you want to ask you to do? When you came to find this deity three days ago, didn't you just hope that this deity would not tell him? Why, Xuan Lingzi, do you regret it now?"

Xuan Lingzi lowered his eyes lightly: "I was just thinking that your poisonous oath just now was a bit too much. If you were really gouged out, you would not survive three years. If you were gouged out by Jin Li, then with the secret method of the Dragon Clan, he might It can make you unable to escape life after life. In fact, you can tell him the truth directly...it’s not impossible.”

Hearing this, Mo Qianqiu laughed out loud.He laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears.It wasn't until Xuan Lingzi shook his sleeves and left that he stopped laughing and murmured: "Since I only have 50 years left, why should I let him live in guilt for the next thousands of years?" Mo Qiu's death is just a re-entry into reincarnation; Mo Qianqiu's death is a beast of three million lives. For him, Mo Qiu's death... is always better than my death."

Xuan Lingzi paused, and just as he was about to leave, he heard the cold words from behind him: "If you dare to owe my life and death friend, Xuan Lingzi, I, Mo Qianqiu, will die. I will also tear you to pieces!"

A stream of light flashed past the front of the palace gate, and after another look, Xuan Lingzi had already left.

Three days ago, Xuan Lingzi came to this palace after putting the seriously injured disciple in order.He met the seriously injured demon king alone, originally he wanted to use his strong spiritual power to keep him alive, but he found that the other's heart veins had already been damaged to the point where medicine stones were useless, he could survive, but he couldn't save him.

This is the limit given by the way of heaven to every monk. When it is your turn to leave, you will really leave.

Since it cannot be saved, it can only be given up.However, Xuan Lingzi didn't leave immediately, he asked Mo Qianqiu something, but got an answer he never thought of.

More than 1000 years ago, Mozun entered the late stage of Mahayana, and has never been promoted since then.

In the past 1000 years, Mo Qianqiu has tried thousands of methods.People in the world say that the way of heaven is merciful, and there is a way out for everything, but it has blocked Mo Qianqiu's way of life, so that he can only watch himself one step closer to the end of the day year after year.

It all started 17 years ago.

That night, Mo Qianqiu tried the Blood Spirit Dafa countless times.Unlike the million times before, this time...he succeeded!Nine blood spirit fruits were condensed, and a new blood spirit clone appeared in front of him.

Mo Qianqiu knew that his blood spirit technique was naturally different from those of those demon cultivators in the combined body stage. Even if he could condense countless new bodies, it wouldn't be surprising.However, even he never imagined that even if his own body did not disappear, the condensed body would not be able to directly swallow the blood spirit fruit!

There is only one way, as if practicing again, with nine blood spirit fruits and a new body, embark on the path of cultivation!If he reaches the later stage of Mahayana, Mo Qianqiu is [-]% sure that he can merge the two bodies into one, helping him transform into a god in one fell swoop!

Why is it called Mo Qiu?

It's just that when I went to the 36 states to retrieve the blood spirit fruit, I happened to meet a stupid and ignorant little monk in Yunzhou.Since he must have an identity, why not use his identity, trap him in the formation for ten years, and give him a great opportunity.

The Demon Lord has always acted perversely and unreasonably, trapping a monk is just a casual matter.

However, in the dark, there is a cause and effect.As early as 17 years ago, when the Blood Spirit Dafa was successful, he was already destined to face the current choice.Do you choose to seize the opportunity to break through the gods, or choose to save your friends?

On that day, Mo Qiu made a choice, and from now on there will be no more Mo Qiu in the world, only Mo Qianqiu left.

"Somewhere, I owe you." 』

What exactly do I owe you?

If the person who helped him succeed was not Luo Jianqing, then Mo Qiu would always choose chance, never him.

Have you ever seen a little beauty cry?Mo Qianqiu thought, he has seen it.On the magic mountain, when he plucked out his heart in public, he saw that little beauty crying, crying very miserably, but even if she was crying, she was crying so beautifully.

Since crying is also beautiful and smiling is also beautiful, why can't we just keep laughing like this?

Mo Qiu is dead, and the past will be closed; the death of the demon king is nothing to worry about.

He, the worst thing to see is a beauty crying.

I have only seen it once in this life, and I will die without regret.