Daughter-in-law wants to ascend

The first time I met Qixing, he led people to besiege at the gate of the Qiri clan.At that time, there were many people and far away, so I didn't feel much.

But when he met Qi Xing again on the way, the zero-distance contact immediately made him feel a familiar aura in Qi Xing.

Yes, it is the breath that is familiar, not the person.

He had found this kind of breath in many demon corpses on the Linlu Continent, even his body had this smell.

Jin Zishu was a little concerned. He didn't know if this was just a general demonization of corpses, or the same species as on the Linlu Continent.

If it's just an ordinary corpse demonization, it's fine, if it's the same species as on Lin Lu Continent... Jin Zishu frowned slightly, feeling that the future would be more troublesome than he imagined.

Finding that familiar aura, Jin Zishu jumped out of the ground. The people next to him didn't expect that the God of Killing, who had been quiet all this time, would make a sudden movement. Everyone was startled, and subconsciously attacked.

Jin Zishu flicked the mace, and directly bounced back the attack.

In the next moment, the person had disappeared in front of everyone, only Qi Xing was left in place, and the people of the Qiyue Clan looked at each other in blank dismay.

Qi Xing: "..."

He smiled dryly, and secretly wanted to turn around and leave, but a weapon fell in front of him, and someone shouted, "Grab him!"

Suddenly there was a sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping.

Qi Xing: "..." It's really hard.

At this time, Jin Zishu had already arrived in front of a large hall.In this dense black forest, there is only a dark corner of the main hall, which can be ignored at a glance.

There are actually quite a few houses in the forest, but most of them are hidden in the forest. The hall with a corner exposed like this is already the largest building.

And the people living in such a hall are often the most important figures.

When Jin Zishu rushed over, a group of people were standing in front of the railing of the attic, looking at the crowd, which was where Jin Zishu stayed just now.

Jin Zishu's unexpected appearance startled them all, and they wanted to attack after reacting, but Jin Zishu had already jumped past them and came directly to his target.

Qi Lin was also looking at the direction of the fight. He had been fighting with the Qi Ri Clan for so many years, so of course it couldn't be their one-sided attack, and the other side would occasionally come to trouble them.

Especially recently, people have caused trouble for the Prayer Clan. It is actually a normal behavior for the people over there to touch and fight back.

It's just that he didn't know why, but today he had a very bad feeling. He watched the crowd continuously go there, but he didn't hear any good news.This made him faintly feel uneasy.

Especially at that moment just now, he had the illusion of being stared at by a beast, and all the blood in his body was screaming at him for danger.

This gave Qi Lin the urge to turn around and run.

But no, he is the patriarch of the Qiyue Clan, the god who leads the Qiyue Clan, how could he turn around and run away because of a ridiculous premonition?

Even though he was thinking this way, he was a little distracted, and when the surrounding elders talked to him, he also seemed a little absent-minded.

Just as he was thinking about whether to release his consciousness to check over there, there were exclamations from around, and when he recovered, a magnified face appeared in front of him.

It was a face that was obviously different from that of the Qiri Clan. The skin was not as pale as theirs but healthy, and the facial features were not as deep as theirs but they were also distinct. It may not be deep enough at first glance, but it is very pleasing to the eye when you look closely. , I can't help but look at it a few more times.

Qi Lin stared at that face for a long time, and he froze in place, not daring to move.

And his abnormality was not because of the man's face, but because of the dangerous feeling that the man gave him.

That dangerous, strong suppression of the body and soul from the superior to the inferior.

Qi Lin's whole body was as stiff as an iron block, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, and his teeth were chattering because of fear and fear.

If it weren't for the clansmen around him, he might have knelt down in front of this completely strange man in front of him with a plop.

In order to resist such fear, his clothes were already soaked in sweat, and he couldn't react at all.

Jin Zishu stared at the young man in front of him for a long time, and he was very sure that this was an out-and-out member of the Qiri tribe, oh, maybe it should be said that he was a member of the Qiyue tribe. The two tribes are the same, so there is naturally no difference in appearance.

Anyway, this is an aborigine, not an outsider who accidentally came from elsewhere like him.

But it was precisely this that made Jin Zishu feel heavy in his heart.

The most troublesome thing happened. The young man in front of him was an out-and-out Qiyue clan, but he was also a demon corpse who seemed to have no intention of normal people like him.

In other words, it wasn't just him, many of the high-ranking members of the Qiyue Clan present were demon corpses like the youth.

The feeling that he can control it at will is more convincing than any other evidence.

Once again, the senior members of the Qiyue Clan, apart from a few demonized ones, also have normal Qiyue Clan members.

These people were not suppressed like Qi Lin and the others, so they immediately attacked Jin Zishu.

This time Jin Zishu did not fight back, but took a step back with great interest.

Then, those Qiyue clansmen who rushed forward were controlled by their respected patriarch and trusted companions, and they fell directly in front of Jin Zishu.

Several high-ranking members of the Qiyue Clan looked at their familiar companions and patriarchs with disbelief, their voices were full of shock and anger, "Patriarch, what's going on!"

"Patriarch! What are you doing here!"

Everyone yelled, and Qi Lin's eyes flashed a trace of struggle, his eyes flickered slightly, his palms turned into knives, and he knocked out the yelling companion directly.

Then, together with the rest of the tribe, he knelt down in front of Jin Zishu, and said respectfully, "Qi Lin and the Qiyue tribe pay respects to your lord."

Jin Zishu looked at the group of people kneeling on the ground, but his expression did not reveal any joy.

He sighed faintly, hey, sure enough things are still troublesome. "Okay, I'm not interested in flirting with you, tell me what's going on with you."

Qi Lin raised his head, glanced at him, saw that his face was full of impatience, did not dare to look at him, and hurriedly told him about him.

Qi Lin is indeed a member of the Qiyue Clan.Unlike the praying sun tribe who love the sun crazily despite not being able to see the light, the praying moon tribe prefers the moonlight that does not bring them pain. The two tribes tend to have disputes because of their different beliefs.

Qilin died in a confrontation with the Qiri Clan.Then, he also became like this inexplicably.

However, unlike Jin Zishu, for him, demonization is not pain, but salvation.

Because after being demonized, his body was able to walk freely in the sun.

And this kind of ability has always been the pursuit of the Qiyue Clan, so the demonization in his hands has become a reward for the Qiyue Clan.

The people kneeling in front of him are the lucky ones who have made great achievements and been "rewarded" by him.

Hearing this scene, Jin Zishu was silent.

People who once caused him pain and entanglement, and the things that caused many people to suffer unbearably, here will become the reward that others can't ask for, which is also very speechless.

If Jiang Tong was still awake, he would probably be dumbfounded like him.

Thinking of Jiang Tong, Jin Zishu couldn't help but touched his sleeve again. There was a small coffin there, and his little Jiang Tong was practicing in peace of mind.

After caressing the smooth and cool body of the small coffin, Jin Zishu's heart gradually settled down.

He looked at Qi Lin, "Where did you become like this?"

Qi Lin's eyes moved slightly, but finally he lowered his head and said, "In the spiritless land."

Nowhere?

Jin Zishu frowned, narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, and the coercion on his body was directly suppressed.

Qi Lin felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and he was completely crushed to the ground, and the people around him were even more unbearable. They were shocked to the point of bleeding from seven holes, and passed out immediately.

That is to say, Qi Lin, who is the most powerful, is still lying on the ground, struggling to persevere, enduring the great pain, and tremblingly said, "Big, my lord, please forgive me, no, I don't know the little one, what is wrong?"

Seeing these people so carelessly, Jin Zishu curled his lips, withdrew his coercion, leaned back on the armchair, and said unhurriedly, "Oh, what a coincidence, I just came out of the spiritless land."

Qi Lin was stunned, he didn't expect such a result, he quickly smiled wryly, "Back to your lord, the land of no spirit is also very big, maybe you just missed the place where your lord went."

"Oh." Jin Zishu was very interested, "Then please ask Patriarch Qi Lin to take me there to have a look."

Can Qi Lin refuse?Of course not.

So, the person who drove the flying carpet for Jin Zishu changed again.When I went out, I happened to see Qi Xing who was beaten to death, and Ti slipped over to ask Qi Lin to solve it.

For the sake of being an acquaintance, Jin Zishu motioned for Qi Lin to bring Qi Xing over.

The members of the Qiyue clan respect the patriarch very much. When they heard that Qi Lin was an important person, they gave it without saying a word.Although I was wondering afterwards why Patriarch Qi Lin would fly around with a thief.

However, in view of the trust in the patriarch, no one felt that Qi Lin was threatened, but firmly believed, "The patriarch must have caught the thief!"

Others also think this is the truth, "Yes, yes, I think so too."

"Our patriarch is amazing! Such a powerful thief was easily caught by him, and I didn't even hear the sound of fighting!"

"Yes, yes, you really deserve to be our patriarch!"

To be respected by so many clansmen, Qi Lin's strength is naturally not bad, and the words of the clansmen immediately came to his ears clearly.

If it were normal, he would probably be a little proud.

But now...he just wanted to slap them all away!

What a broken look!