Old state

Dinghai Qiankun is indeed inevitable, but it is not unsolvable.

Feng nodded and deflected the sword that was originally aimed at the center of the eyebrows, and the soft sword, without the urging of internal force, was like a white horse, soft and tough, entangled around his sword.

His sword was originally a treasure, and Fan Tie couldn't do anything to it.

So he took advantage of Feng's nodding castration and bypassed the sword.

It's just that there is no avoidance, because Dinghai Qiankun not only has a sword, but also a sword wind.

With the right hand of his sword, he cut a few inches long opening in his arm, and blood spilled down, following his movements, it formed a swirling rain of blood.

Originally, Yang Zigui was in front of Guixu, but after this move, he finally stood on the right side of Guixu, with his back to him, neither of them moved.

After the sword came out, Guixu knew who this person was. He couldn't stop this move to fix the sea and the universe, and even in order to forcibly withdraw the sword intent, his internal force backlashed.

He will never mistake this sword, so this is the person he was looking for, the person he has been working hard for, suddenly appeared in front of him, using such an identity.

Could it be that everything he had imagined back then?

When his name was Yang Caiqiong, the eight-year-old child ran out of hell on earth, and the first person he met, who would protect him, take care of him, and treat him well, was actually inextricably linked to that hell.

Who should he trust?

But there is still luck in my heart, what if I think wrong?Maybe the weapons are similar, maybe he has a reason?

However, he dared not ask the first sentence.

Xinmai was injured by the force-retracted inside just now, but perhaps it was not Xinmai that was injured.

Where the heart is, I don't know what it feels like, this is the first time he has such a feeling.

Different from the simple cognition given to him by the secret sweetness before, although he is only 11 years old now, but with the body and brain of 20 years old, and with the experience of these years, he is no longer a child.

He knows exactly what he looks like now.

It is also very clear why there is such a mood.

This man is different to him.

He didn't speak or move, barely holding back the blood.

Yang Zigui didn't move, his injury was not serious, but there seemed to be a substance in the wound that was constantly destroying his flesh and blood.

Also, it hurts a bit.

He is not a person who cannot bear pain, but this kind of pain makes him uneasy.

Perhaps the hidden power of the Demon God is waking up, even trying to devour Yang Zigui's memory and power?

He didn't have time to think about it, he had to find a quiet place to adjust his breath.

Yang Zigui took back the sword, turned his head and took a deep look at Yang Caiqiong, stepped on Yanlai and got up lightly, shuttled through the woods, and soon disappeared.

Yang Caiqiong didn't look back but knew he was gone.

What about this cruel person?

The mess of thoughts stopped at the moment Yang Zigui left.

Originally, it was because these years of uninterrupted pain and the stolen year of joy made it difficult for him to deal with himself, and all the calmness he had experienced was all forgotten at once, and he was like a child, hesitating at a loss.

But the person he was looking for just left without saying a word to him.

What is the pain?

If he wants it, grab it, if he doesn't want it, lock him up.

What is there to worry about?

The corner of his mouth was raised, and the mouthful of blood that hadn't adjusted his breath just now flowed down slowly along the corner of his mouth, taking advantage of that evil smile, it became more terrifying.

Guixu knew what he looked like now, it must be scary.

But he must not be afraid.

No matter what, he was the one who took care of himself and cared about himself, didn't he?If he took the initiative to show up and treat him well, then he is not allowed to leave again.

He raised his veined hand and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.In the future, he will always find him again.

If you find him again, you won't let him leave so easily.

Guixu turned his head to look at the direction Yang Zigui left, imagining that the person who made his heart move, using his ethereal lightness kung fu, like a fairy on the top of a snow mountain, flew lightly into the distance.

He was beside him, hugging him, gently stroking his head, watching the cloud-like hair flying in the wind, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

very nice.

After a while, Guixu lowered his head, suppressed the fascination on his face, and walked towards the way he came from.

How could there be no him on this occasion?

There is no other person who can match his hatred for the villa. He must destroy that hell, lift the damned evil god from his throne, and let all those who are full of evil get the punishment they deserve.

This is what he has to do.

Yang Zigui didn't know what happened to Xiaodao now, nor did he know that at that moment just now, the child he cherished and loved had recovered a bit of his inner truth amidst layers of evil thoughts, but was wiped out by his actions. I don't even know what kind of mood Guixu is in now, to participate in a killing.

He was forced to leave quickly.

Not only because of the wound that could not heal, but also because of the uneasiness in my heart.

He has always relied on his intuition, not to mention such obvious uneasiness, which made him unable to bear it for a while.

He didn't find a sense of security until he left this mountain forest, left Changzhou, and arrived at Wuhui Mountain.

Wuhui Mountain is too important to him, and he can't give up this place.

But now, as the human incarnation and body of Yushi Pingyi, the life of the leader of the Demon Cult for more than forty years, is it true?

He belongs to the old state hundreds of years ago, so what are the Demon Cult and Wuhui Mountain in later generations?

He didn't dare to think about it, but he didn't dare not think about it.

It's just that now is not the time to think about it.

He found the cave where he and the child came after he lost consciousness a few years ago, went in and immediately sealed the cave entrance.

He needs an absolutely quiet place to protect his sea of ​​consciousness and trembling heart that are constantly in dispute at this time.

He needs a balance and compromise between the two identities of Ping Yi and Yang Zigui.

He couldn't let himself completely become a screen, but he couldn't hold it back.Human beings, even if he has stood at the top of martial arts, are still too weak compared to demon gods who are born gods and can control the natural power of heaven and earth.

If it wasn't because he had only accepted some memories with the help of Ruomu, if it wasn't for the martial arts handed down by his ancestors who had already reached a state of perfection, he wouldn't be able to last even a breath, and would become a screen.

For some reason, Pingyi and Yang Zigui were both him, but he always felt that he was going to disappear soon.

To be devoured and wiped out without even a trace of consciousness.

Are these 50 years wasted?

He absolutely does not allow such a thing to happen.

So balance and compromise must be done.

If you can't hold it down, you have to hold it down! ! !