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Zhong Weiling pressed his palm against the closed door, his eyes were extremely cold, and a blood-red demonic energy surrounded his palm, and then crawled up the entire door like a spider's web.

With a violent cracking sound, the door and the surrounding scene were all reduced to ashes.

Ashes, accompanied by sparks, scattered from the surroundings like fireworks, and everything turned into nothingness.

"I," Zhong Weiling admitted in a deep voice, "I'm really ashamed of you."

Although Zhong Weiling only has a small part of his memory, he can be sure that he is also from the world of books, and he is probably the protagonist before the war between immortals and demons.

And his natural fear of ghosts is not fear, but guilt.

It is the guilt of people who have no face to see the ghost world again.

It’s not that he’s so emotional. He’s so persistent after raising a child for so long. Whether it’s human, fairy, ghost, or demon, feelings are not measured by time. Some things, some people, I can’t tell why you like them, but It's what I like terribly, regard it as a treasure, and lose my life.

When turning his head to meet Xie Zhiqin's gaze, Zhong Weiling chuckled lightly, raised his hand and touched the tip of Xie Zhiqin's nose, his slightly deep voice seemed to pass through time, from the past to the present: "Xiao Qiuqiu."

To be honest, Xie Zhiqin doesn't like this name, especially Zhong Weiling called him that: "If Ah Ling doesn't want to be pinned to the ground by me now, it's best not to call me that again."

Xie Zhiqin's complexion was not good, Zhong Weiling frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just angry." Xie Zhiqin's voice was extremely cold, not like him.

Zhong Weiling said seriously: "Are you mad at me for accidentally throwing you away?"

"No," Xie Zhiqin, "I'm angry with myself."

Zhong Weiling laughed: "You were only young at that time, and you didn't get lost by yourself, why are you angry?"

Before he finished speaking, Xie Zhiqin suddenly hugged him head-on, put his face against Zhong Weiling's neck, and said in a muffled voice: "I'm not angry, but I'm sorry for making Ah Ling feel guilty for so long."

Xie Zhiqin's voice was a little hoarse, Zhong Weiling felt uncomfortable hearing it, and his nose was sore: "Okay, the so-called heaven is good for reincarnation, the debt I lost you, isn't it already paid off by the immortal and demon ceremony, the one in the stomach is also here Pay your debt."

Everyone has been taken by you, don't get cheap and act good.

Xie Zhiqin let go of Zhong Weiling until the surrounding ashes completely disappeared and the two returned to the realm of life, but his eyes were full of hostility.

The will-o'-the-wisp that oppressed Xiao Hua disappeared, and Xiao Hua tremblingly opened the buds, and whispered: "It's over?"

The corner of Zhong Weiling's mouth twitched, wondering if it was my thoughts that were too dirty, or what you said was really ambiguous, what does it mean to be done?

Xie Zhiqin gave Xiao Hua a cold look, then turned his head and said to Zhong Weiling indifferently: "Try again and see if the crystal pillar still responds.

Before knowing the truth, Zhong Weiling's current memory was disconnected from the past, so the guilt in his heart was subconscious.

Now that he has accepted that memory, and knows that Xie Zhiqin is the lost Xie Qiuqiu, and has been raised well in Fengji's hands all these years, this subconscious guilt should also disappear.

However, when Zhong Weiling put his palm on it, and red mist surged in the crystal pillar again, Xie Zhiqin's face completely darkened.

Sensing that Xie Zhiqin was looking at him, Zhong Weiling didn't dare to turn his gaze back, and coughed with clenched fists to cover up his embarrassment: "It should be that the reaction of this crystal pillar is a little slow."

"Really?" Xie Zhiqin asked coldly.

Zhong Weiling hummed: "It should be."

Xie Zhiqin didn't ask any more, but moved his slender fingers slightly, a stream of blood enveloping his fingertips, tilted his head to look at Zhong Weiling, and said with a sinister gaze, "But Ah Ling doesn't seem to think so in his heart."

Zhong Weiling was taken aback for a moment, thinking how did you see it?

Although Xie Zhiqin is fine now, and he didn't suffer much in the past years, but after all, he was careless back then, just to avenge Wen Changsi, and didn't take good care of him.

He lost his parents at such a young age, and he clearly promised Xie Han and his wife to take good care of him, but he still couldn't do it, and even left the entire Tangshan ghost domain without an owner for so long.

"You took good care of me. I lost my parents when I was very young, but it has nothing to do with you, I admit it. You helped my parents to take me in. It's considered affection. As for the owner of Tangshan, it has nothing to do with you." Xie Zhiqin said coldly .

Zhong Weiling looked at him in astonishment: "How do you know what I'm thinking?"

Xie Zhiqin flicked his hand, and the blood lingering around his fingertips condensed into a drop of blood, floating on Xie Zhiqin's fingertips: "I said, as long as I can touch the other party's blood, I can read minds."

Zhong Weiling swallowed dryly, feeling a little dazed.

In this way, wouldn't he be completely transparent to Xie Zhiqin?

At this moment, Xie Zhiqin suddenly gathered his strength, and the drop of blood completely dissipated: "Don't worry, Ah Ling, I won't spy on your mind at will, it's just that Ah Ling didn't tell me the truth."

"So," Xie Zhiqin looked at Zhong Weiling with paranoid eyes, "don't lie to me in the future."

Because I will believe everything you say.

Before Zhong Weiling came back to his senses, Xie Zhiqin turned around and looked at the crystal pillar that was still glowing with bloody red mist: "Since Ah Ling said that he is innocent, then this crystal pillar should also be broken."

Xiao Hua was puzzled: "But the crystal pillar shows that the guilt in his heart has not weakened by half!"

Before the words were finished, a violent explosion sounded throughout the space, and the ground even shook for a while. When the thick smoke in front of him faded, the pillar of shame had turned into powder, and the shattered state was even worse than the nine pillars just now.

Before Xiao Hua could speak, her whole body gradually turned into broken light from bottom to top following the disappearance of the pillar of shame.

"This cultivation is not just a combination, right?" Xiao Hua asked before disappearing.

Xie Zhiqin didn't answer, Xiaohua let out a sigh, and bowed deeply to him: "Congratulations, both of you, you have successfully passed the Realm of Life."

When the words fell, the little flower turned into a golden key and fell to the ground. At the same time, the criss-crossing bloody lines on the ground gradually disappeared, and the little flowers growing at the intersections also degenerated.

When others come here, they are close to death. Zhong Weiling thinks that Xie Zhiqin should pass the most smoothly.

When he opened the door and left the place of birth, Xie Zhiqin turned his head, his eyes were full of paranoia, his paranoia was full of distress, and his voice was hoarse: "It would be better if I was born earlier."

Zhong Weiling didn't understand what he meant, but when he left the light gate of the Land of Life, Xie Zhiqin reached out and grabbed his wrist.

The temperature in Xie Zhiqin's palm was very warm, but the strength with which he held Zhong Weiling was astonishing, and Zhong Weiling's wrist inevitably ached.

"Xie Zhiqin," Zhong Weiling shook his arm, "It hurts."

Xie Zhiqin hummed, but the strength in his hands did not loosen a bit.

Xie Zhiqin was in a bad mood, but no matter how Zhong Weiling asked, Xie Zhiqin just didn't answer, and Zhong Weiling couldn't do anything about him.

"Xie Zhiqin, I don't like to see your expression." Zhong Weiling said angrily.

"But I can't be happy now." After being with Zhong Weiling, Xie Zhiqin always felt that he met the right person at the right time, but seeing Zhong Weiling's memories, he suddenly understood that he was still late .

Now his mind is full of Zhong Weiling being carried into the room covered in blood.

Li Que said that Zhong Weiling was imprisoned in the Gushan cave and was tortured. This cave should be the one they saw next to Bubei Mountain last time.

He still remembered that when Zhong Weiling saw the instruments of torture placed, his expression was not very good.

Xie Zhiqin didn't dare to think about what exactly Zhong Weiling experienced at that time.

He was even more afraid that similar things would happen again, and Zhong Weiling would be injured again.

He was also afraid that he would really go crazy.

Although I kept giving myself psychological hints before, that I would not be crazy, I would definitely be well and protect Zhong Weiling for the rest of my life, but...would I really not be crazy?

Xie Zhiqin didn't tell Zhong Weiling that when the foundation of the fairy gate was restored, when he broke through the Nascent Soul and entered the body, his power of the ghost king was also forced to increase again because of the improvement of the realm of the fairy gate.

He has now reached the highest state of the ghost king, the ghost king.

The ghost king state is a state without an upper limit of ability. Every extreme emotional outburst will stimulate the power of the blood, and the upper limit of the ghost king state will also increase accordingly.

But there is no upper limit to the realm, but there is an upper limit to the mental endurance and blood endurance of a person.

Once the upper limit of the spirit is broken, then that extreme emotional outburst will completely take away his sanity. At that time, he may not even remember his own name, and then he will be dominated by the blood nature, and the whole person will become a mere A monster that kills.

In the history of the ghost world, there are only a handful of people who have entered the ghost king state, ten out of ten, and they all turned into monsters in the end. Except for the ghost king who committed suicide 400 years ago, the rest all died with their closest relatives.

Xie Zhiqin had an intuition that Wen Changsi's abilities were by no means what he had seen in Gushan last time. If Wen Changsi fought him in his prime, he wasn't sure he would win.If he can't beat him, he can only detonate his emotions again and again and keep improving his cultivation base. What if he really turns into a monster, what will A Ling do?

Moreover, if Ah Ling is from this world, no, it should be confirmed by now that Ah Ling is from this world, then how did he get to another world, why he doesn’t remember anything, and how did he come back again? The important thing is, who is the demon king who has been alive for 17 years?

Before, he thought that their enemies were Liang Xiao and Fan Wuxin, and later he thought that as long as Wen Changsi was killed, everything would be over, but in fact, from beginning to end, their enemies did not seem to be from this world.

Wen Changsi said that the story after the battle between immortals and demons was written to kill Zhong Weiling. Is the person who wrote the book looking at them now?

So, did the little student who wrote the storybook know that A Ling had returned?

Did that system come with A Ling, or did it already exist in this world?

Moreover, there is one more paradoxical thing.

Only by becoming the protagonist can Zhong Weiling be saved.

However, if he becomes the main character, wouldn't he be completely controlled by the Xiaosheng who wrote the script?How can we save Ah Ling then?

This is a paradox.

"A Ling." Xie Zhiqin called Zhong Weiling's wrist gently.

Zhong Weiling looked up blankly: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just wanted to call you." Although Xie Zhiqin's expression returned to the gentleness of the past, the murderous look in his eyes remained undiminished.

Zhong Weiling suddenly stopped and grabbed Xie Zhiqin.

Xie Zhiqin was puzzled and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Zhong Weiling said calmly: "It's not that I have something to do, it's that you have something to do. Although I asked you several times and you didn't say anything, I was in a panic."

His Xie Chou should be cute and cute, just like the little white flower, it shouldn't be so dignified.

Xie Zhiqin was silent for a moment, then smiled softly: "Well, I admit, I do have something on my mind, and I regret why I didn't cut Wen Yuan's body into pieces, and flogged his body for a few days after his death."

Xie Zhiqin's tone was light and airy, but when the name Wen Yuan was mentioned, Xie Zhiqin subconsciously bit his voice.

"Suddenly mentioning what he does, it's a disappointment." Zhong Weiling squinted his eyes, "You don't want to be worried about him imprisoning me, do you?"

Xie Zhiqin admitted: "More than that, I also hate him for wanting to touch you."

"He just said that although he is not jealous of men and women, he likes feminine men and doesn't like me. Not only do he not like it, but he is also very annoying. If it weren't for this, I would have been fucked by him for a few days when I was imprisoned by him. " Zhong Weiling originally wanted to comfort Xie Zhiqin, but Xie Zhiqin seemed to be even more angry.

"No one can touch you except me." Xie Zhiqin's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes suddenly became paranoid and almost crazy.

"I'll just talk about it casually, imagine it." Zhong Weiling explained.

"That won't work either." Xie Zhiqin said seriously.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk, only you can sleep with me, only you can touch me, okay?" Zhong Weiling couldn't help laughing.

How could Xie Zhiqin be so serious about this kind of thing, so stupid.

Xie Zhiqin hummed, the hostility in his eyes dissipated somewhat, but his heart was still uneasy.

Zhong Weiling felt that he had to wait until he got out to kiss and coax him more.

After the two left the land of life, they walked a long way and came across a stone tablet with the word "death" engraved on it.

As long as you pass here, it is a land of nothingness.

Zhong Weiling and Xie Zhiqin went in, expecting to meet something strange, but they were quiet all the way, until they saw the light at the entrance of the cave and walked in.

In the distance, there were flames all over the mountains and plains. The black-and-red-striped Heavenly Demon banner was solemnly raised in the night wind. Hundreds of magic vultures were flying staggered in the sky, surveying the surrounding situation.

"Fengji and the others marched from the south of Gushan Mountain. The situation is not good. They destroyed two fairy gates in one day." A tall and thin man in black magic armor said coldly as he walked, "But it's okay. Now, the people led by Yun Du, Xie Zhiqin and several elders of our Demon Clan successfully sneaked in from the north of Gu Mountain, and the situation is not bad."

"His Royal Highness asked me to bring people to support Fengji tomorrow, and I plan to bring 2000 people there." Li Que asked, "Sang Ling, what do you think?"

"2000 people are too many. We have less than [-] demons left here. It's inappropriate for you to take away so many." Sang Ling asked coldly, "Have you reported this to His Highness?"

Li Que shook his head: "Not yet, but after Wen Yuan's raid half a month ago, the Xianmen are now in decline. If they don't send more people, I'm afraid their Xianmen won't be able to keep many sects."

Sang Ling thought for a moment: "Well, if you bring 500 people there, I will ask Jiang Ran to meet you directly."

Li Que was stunned: "Jiang Ran?"

Sang Ling hissed at him: "You should keep your voice down, I secretly notified them behind His Highness's back, otherwise we alone, what would we use to fight Wen Yuan?"

The people under Wen Yuan's command are all good at fighting, and they are very desperate. It's hard to deal with his 34 dead waiters alone, let alone take out Wen Changsi who has been raised for so long this time.

Li Que thought about it, and agreed: "Alright, I'll report it right away."

As soon as she turned around, Sang Ling threw a throwing knife: "Who is it?"

The current situation is different from the memory space of Land of Life. In the memory space of Land of Life, although others can hear his and Xie Zhiqin's voices, they cannot see them. But right now, others can not only hear, but also see It can even cause substantial harm to them.Zhong Weiling hid behind the boulder, looked at his sleeve that was cut by the flying knife, and winked at Xie Zhiqin: "What should I do?"

Since they came in, the entrance has disappeared, and even if they want to go back now, there is no way to go back.

"It's okay, you go out, I'll go to your big tent at that time, and drag the other you." Xie Zhiqin said.

Zhong Weiling felt that this method was feasible, adjusted his clothes, turned around and walked out from the side of the boulder.

Seeing Zhong Weiling, both Li Que and Sang Ling were slightly startled.

"Your Highness?" Sang Ling was stunned, "Aren't you still in the tent just now, why did you get here so soon?"

"Come out to get some air." Zhong Weiling asked what they were talking about just now. Sang Ling'er didn't answer immediately, but set up a routine first, making sure that Zhong Weiling didn't hear him sending a letter to Jiang Ran privately, and heaved a sigh of relief: " Didn't His Highness ask Li Que to support Fengji, we are discussing the itinerary."

Zhong Weiling listened with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the distance with his feet up, pointed to the west with his hands behind his back, and then waved wildly twice, Xie Zhiqin immediately took the opportunity to leave.

While Zhong Weiling was listening to Sang Ling and Li Que talking about the support plan, Xie Zhiqin sneaked into the big tent, and as soon as he entered, a sword light struck his face.

Xie Zhiqin immediately blocked it, and immediately set up a sound-proof enchantment outside the tent.

The next moment, there was another strong sword light, but... this move was out of order, Xie Zhiqin took it with his bare hands, condensed the incoming sword energy in his hand, raised his eyes, and saw a person like Zhong Weiling Exactly the same person.

Could this be Zhong Weiling from 17 years ago?

But right away, he realized that something was wrong, this Zhong Weiling's eyes were dull, and his movements when he turned his head to look back at him were also very stiff, like a wooden dummy.

Xie Zhiqin looked at him warily, and called Zhong Weiling confirmingly, but the other party didn't respond.

At the same time, Xie Zhiqin smelled a strong smell of blood, and when he lowered his eyes, he realized that "Zhong Weiling" had a huge penetrating sword wound on his abdomen.

As long as this person is even half-like to the real A Ling, Xie Zhiqin feels that he might soften his heart, but this person is not at all like A Ling.

With a clang, the snow-white sword light pierced the field of vision, and the silver sword lay across "Zhong Weiling"'s neck.

After about a short while, "Zhong Weiling" showed a surprised expression, and the whole person came alive.

"Who?" If it was the real Ah Ling, he should have reacted defensively and sullenly at this moment, but this Zhong Weiling first glanced at Xie Zhiqin's face, then looked all the way down, and finally landed on Xie Zhiqin's feet, "This Little Immortal Master, do we know each other?"

Xie Zhiqin didn't speak, but the sword across his neck didn't move.

"Zhong Weiling" said with a charming smile, "Looking at your age, you probably haven't formed a pill yet, right?"

Although Xie Zhiqin is 35 years old, his appearance is the same as that of a 20-year-old, even younger than that.

Under normal circumstances, he really hasn't formed a pill yet at this age.

But he didn't test it, so he dared to touch Xie Zhiqin's sword with his bare hands. Xie Zhiqin really thought that this person had a brain disorder?

Xie Zhiqin's Qiu Tan sword is made of congenitally cold iron, on top of which is not only the lingering immortal energy, but also the most yin and evil ghost energy, even Ah Ling dare not touch his sword casually.

"Zhong Weiling" was directly frostbitten by the cold air from the blade, and quickly took his hand back.

However, what puzzled Xie Zhiqin was that he could feel his own sword energy, which should be normal, but why couldn't he feel the pain from his abdominal wound?

Xie Zhiqin looked at his abdomen in a daze, but found that the abdomen that had been penetrated was intact, and the clothes were automatically mended.

If Xie Zhiqin hadn't been sure that he was not hallucinating just now, he would really think that he was dazzled and misread.

Here, although "Zhong Weiling" was frostbitten, his eyes still fell on Xie Zhiqin's face: "Young Master Immortal is so amazing."

Xie Zhiqin was disgusted by his words, his face turned cold instantly: "Who the hell are you?"

"Zhong Weiling" raised his eyebrows: "This is the demon camp, and the flag of the heavenly demon is hung outside, besides the new demon king Zhong Weiling, who else can I be?"

Xie Zhiqin turned his wrist suddenly, and directly forced "Zhong Weiling" to the wall with his sword energy, grasped the void with his left hand, and a snow-white spiritual power curse wrapped around "Zhong Weiling"'s neck, and said in a stern voice: "To be honest, who are you?"

As soon as "Zhong Weiling" was out of breath, he hurriedly begged for mercy: "There must be some misunderstanding between the little fairy master and this seat, please let go of this seat, and this seat will give you whatever you want," said Then, "Zhong Weiling" showed a very pitiful look at Xie Zhiqin, "If you want me, I will follow you."

When the voice fell, Xie Zhiqin suddenly tightened his grip, "Zhong Weiling" had bruises on his neck, and he spit out his tongue reflexively, looking very much like a hanged ghost.

"If you say something coquettish in his face again, believe it or not, I'll cut your tongue?" Xie Zhiqin finished speaking sullenly, and with a flick of his hand, he threw "Zhong Weiling" on the ground, stepped on his chest, and suddenly As soon as I exerted force, the clear sound of ribs breaking came out, "If you don't tell me who you are, I will trample and break your ribs one by one."

The people here can cause substantial harm to them, so it is certain that this is not a fantasy world, but if not, how can the scene from 17 years ago be reproduced?

"Zhong Weiling" had several ribs crushed one after another, and wanted to cry out for pain, but was blocked by the spiritual power spell stuck around his neck, and his face was flushed red.

At the same time, Xie Zhiqin felt a strange spiritual force surrounding him.

But it disappeared immediately.

Immediately afterwards, the voices of A Ling and Li Que came from outside the tent.

"Although His Highness looks fine now, you locked yourself in the tent for a whole day yesterday and didn't let anyone in. Did something happen?" Li Que asked.

Zhong Weiling said lightly: "It's okay, don't worry too much, just do what you have to do, and report anytime if you have something to do."

After Li Que took the order to leave, Zhong Weiling entered the big tent. As soon as he entered, he saw a person under Xie Zhiqin's feet. The Qiu Tan sword was stuck in the person's hand. As long as the person moved slightly, his fingers would be caught by the sword cut off.

"Who is it?" Zhong Weiling walked around and frowned when he saw the man's face clearly.

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