Rebirth of the Fate Master

Wu Chao immediately switched from being confused at the beginning to forcing himself to be calm.

Then he took two steps back calmly, then squatted suddenly, picked up the fruit knife on the ground, turned around and ran into the house.

Qi Wang still maintained the posture of holding the tile with one hand, he couldn't make up his mind for a while, whether to chase or not to chase.

After all, I didn't catch the soul quality that was scared away by Wu Chao's blood just now, but I still want to recover as soon as possible... Qi Wang couldn't help but want to imitate the "demons and ghosts" - scare this person His mind was chaotic, that is to say, "three souls and seven souls" in the saying of their warlocks, they were scared out of place, so that they could take advantage of the situation and occupy his body for a while to rest.

But this method of wantonly driving away the three souls and seven souls of human beings is considered a "forbidden technique" in their warlock clan.

If you go back, you will be punished, and you will be cast aside by thousands of people.

Wantonly making fun of human life has already violated their morality and righteousness in becoming warlocks.

But the current situation... Qi Wang really can't control this much.

He has been driven to the most desperate moment.

After the turmoil in the world of flowing spirits, the Qilin family, which had relied on the protection of "playing life" for generations, completely lost this layer of glory.

Even the Lord can't protect well...

The door veins withered... deserved it.

Qi Wang actually didn't know much about that rebellion battle.

To put it bluntly, he has lived until now, and he only remembers that his blood belongs to the Qilin family in the world of flowing spirits, and he was born with the responsibility of guarding the "playing life" lineage, or it is called "shackles".

In fact, he is different from ordinary unicorn warlocks. Although he was born in the spirit world, he grew up in the underworld.

To be precise, he stayed with his master in the underworld.

It was a very cold room, so cold that the surrounding area was always gloomy and white.

In that room, there was no one else except Master and himself.

Every meal has a ghost messenger who comes to deliver the meal at a fixed time.

It's just that Qi Wang never spoke to them, so naturally they would not reveal anything to Qi Wang.

I remember that I used to accompany my master to walk through the world, but for some reason, I later remembered that I spent a lot of time together in the cold underground, like sitting in meditation.

At that time, he couldn't understand why the master was covered with chains covered with scriptures, why he rarely looked at him, and just sat cross-legged and closed his eyes in the formation, but he could know that there was a disciple like him in front of him. Yes, he narrated different Heart Sutras and Dharma Doors to him day and night.

But it doesn't matter whether he can hear it or not, or understand it or not.

There were several times when Qi Wang was so sleepy that he dozed off—the master hadn't spoken to him for a long, long time.

After slacking off for a while and falling asleep, I heard the hoarse old voice recite a few thoughts in a daze.

So he fought back his drowsiness and tried his best to wake up, and listened to the teaching seriously again.

This kind of monotonous and boring day lasted until the master told him, "You go."

"Where are you going?"

The underage Qilin warlock is just a playful young man, but Qiwang feels that he is staying here, and he has already calmed down so that it is difficult to make any disturbances.

"Someone will come to pick you up. You should go back, to the world of spirits where you should be."

As he waved his robe sleeves, Qi Huang felt a huge force coming towards him, obviously he had resisted part of the spell, but he didn't know if the person in front of him was a respected teacher, he had such a soft-hearted moment of hesitation, It has been thrown straight out.

He staggered a few steps before standing still, and fell into the warm embrace behind him unexpectedly.

This embrace is completely different from here, here there is only coolness, only coldness.

And the person behind him was Wen.

Qi Duan turned around in surprise, the man had the same long black hair as himself, wearing a crescent moon robe, with a gentle face and a gentle voice, he said, "Hello, I'm your brother Qi Yun. I'm here to take you home .”

——It was only after returning to the world of flowing spirits that Qi Wang knew that Qi Yun was the most powerful Qilin warlock in their Qilin family so far.

It's just that I heard that the master of drama who is going to take over is a very naughty boy, so Qi Yun has spent a lot of effort on him, and is basically busy with affairs in the main hall every day, so it's hard to see him again.

At that time, Qi Wang was somewhat jealous of the young man sitting on the throne.

Because I am a warlock who can't even touch the door of the main hall, I can only stand far away, occasionally looking around at the warm moon white robe.

It was Qi Yun who brought him from a place full of coldness to a world of "warmth" and "light".

He was also the one who said to himself in a warm voice, "Don't doubt your origin, you are a very powerful child in our Qilin family. You lived in the underworld since childhood... It's just that your master is not of my own race."

How did Master find me?

How did I become a teacher?

Where are my parents?

When he wanted to ask these questions again, Qi Yun had already walked away.

Qi Wang couldn't keep up, and he would step into the main hall if he went any further, he didn't have that qualification at that time.What's more, there are warlocks from the Yan clan responsible for guarding on both sides of the palace.

If you force your way in front of them, no matter if you succeed or not, you will probably discredit the Qilin family and lose face.

So the upright and upright Qi Duan obediently stopped, watching Qi Yun slowly disappear in front of him.