With the good-for-nothing beauty

The white crane was flying in mid-air, Immortal Jun Tong wiped off the blood on the sword with his eyes downcast, and the spirit sword was sheathed, and he took Zhou Jin who was dying in Zhou Ming's arms, and clasped his wrist to extradite him with spiritual power.

His fingertips touched a scalding jade pendant upwards, and he looked down, and saw a familiar Demon Lord pretending to be jade.Around his neck, he also wears a jade gift from the previous generation Demon Venerable.

The wound on the tip of Zhou Ming's tongue hadn't healed yet, and his lips and teeth were covered with blood, his voice was like a broken gong and drum: "Master, I'm sorry, this disciple...finally failed your teaching after all."

Jun Tong Xianzun shook his head, and flicked his forehead with his free hand: "Look at the road, I will settle accounts with you when I go back."

He devoted himself to injecting spiritual power into his tortured little apprentice, circulating it to his heart veins for a week, and shattering the illusion of his inner demons: "Bai Yuan, calm down!"

Zhou Jin's soul and sea of ​​consciousness were looted, but he was panting violently on the verge of collapse, crying when he opened and closed his eyes, the big teardrops were sometimes clear and sometimes bloody.

Jun Tong Xianzun woke him up with the purest spiritual power of the source, and sighed in a low voice: "If your spiritual core is still there, you are already possessed by demons."

Zhou Jin's sanity was pulled back by him, the redness in his pupils dissipated, and tears hit the blood-stained white clothes, painful and sorrowful.

He didn't say anything, but his tearful eyes seemed to say "I have nothing left".

Jun Tong Xianzun was used to the ruthless way, but at this moment his heart was mourning, and he hugged the abandoned child who had nowhere to go: "Bai Yuan, don't be afraid, Master will take you home."

The white crane flew to the entrance of the passageway in the Demon Realm, Jun Tong Xianzun handed Zhou Jin to Zhou Ming, and fell to the ground holding the sword hilt at his waist. The two guardians of the Demon Realm were repelled by him when he came. by the sword.

"I'm not here to cause trouble, I just need to take my apprentice back and get out of the way."

Xiao Sa glanced at them and backed Xiao Ji with one hand.Xiaoji wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and when he saw Zhou Baiyuan covered in bruises, he softly called "Young Master Zhou".

The light in Zhou Jin's eyes disappeared, and the world lost its color, leaving only the boundless darkness.

Immortal Jun Tong stepped forward, clenched the hilt of the Zhensheng Sword with both hands, and pulled it out of the scabbard two inches by brute force without a word.

Zhou Jin's eyes were also pierced by this light. He remembered the last parting words of Dragon Soul, and raised his heavy eyelids to look over.

Just for a moment, just for a moment, but today's deceased Rusifu regressed to the night ten years ago. The Moxiu who couldn't distinguish his face was holding a painless magic sword, and the tip of the sword came from the light. Not an inch went into his heart.

He couldn't move and watched with his own eyes... The radiant spiritual core was stripped away inch by inch along with the sword tip, and he couldn't do anything.The body is still muscle and tendons, and the flesh is wrapped around the bone, but without the heart, it has become a pile of mud.

He's not in pain, just cold.

Juntong Xianzun tore apart the barrier, and Zhou Ming immediately flew out from the exit with the white crane.

Zhou Baiyuan turned his head and watched the Zhensheng sword return to its scabbard. All the chains and clasps that seemed to have lost track in the past were reattached today, and then fell apart again.

Zhensheng Jianguan, half of the culprits were locked inside like exiled wild wolves, Zhou Baiyuan's tears stopped, his heart was full of demons, he guessed where his heart was going, and the endless despair was reversed here, surging and converging into deep-seated hatred.

Juntong Immortal Venerable flew back to the Immortal Realm with his two disciples, Zhou Ming returned to Canglan first, and Juntong turned around and took Zhou Jin across the vast East China Sea, until they flew to a small secluded isolated island.

"When your father and mother got married, there were not many private guests, and the master was there." Jun Tong Xianzun carried him down and entered the house, "Bai Yuan, Yao Guang told me about Hai Jing. Don't be afraid, Hai Jing Make up for the master, the master will never let anyone sacrifice you, not the head of the sect, nor the devil."

Zhou Jin lowered his head and laughed hoarsely: "Master, the world is so big, do I still have room to stand?"

Juntong Xianzun put him on the bed and put him on one knee in front of the bed: "Master, I swear to your deceased parents that as long as I have breath, I will never let anyone in the world hurt you again. Don't be afraid, Master. Go circle around."

"When the full moon comes, can I still hold the ice curse and the fragments of the artifact?"

Juntong Immortal Venerable blurted out that he would give him his spiritual core, but suddenly he was stunned: Who will mend Haijing?

His eye sockets gradually turned red, and he finally realized that he had entered a dead circle with no way out: "Master... go and find a suitable spiritual core for you."

Zhou Jin laughed softly: "I believe in Master."

Jun Tong Xianzun couldn't see that he was smiling at this time, but felt that the smile pierced his heart like a thousand arrows.He went in front of him and gave him spiritual power again, wanting to comfort him, but he said clumsily: "Bai Yuan, don't be afraid, the master is here, and your senior brother is also here."

Zhou Jin nodded: "Brother, will you come later?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"My Qiankun bag is still in Zangshu Pavilion..." Zhou Baiyuan's eyes flashed a strange cold light, and his hoarse voice had a creepy gentle tone, "It contains my most important things, Master, you let me Brother, bring it here for me, okay?"

Juntong Xianzun immediately assembled the summoning formation and conveyed what Zhou Jin wanted. Zhou Ming agreed immediately: "Master, my father... the sect leader is still searching for Bai Yuan's whereabouts. Have you hid it well?"

Juntong Xianzun nodded, cut off the summoning formation, got up, and prepared to set up another barrier outside the door: "Bai Yuan, you rest first, the master is guarding you outside the door."

Zhou Jin should be, closed his eyes and fell into the bed where he had been entangled with the devil to death, and emptied everything from the sea of ​​consciousness to the soul.

But he was emptied, but his heart was not. The crazy illusion never stopped from the beginning when the dragon soul was taken away. When he saw the sword, the illusion became more and more severe.

Master said that he doesn't have a spiritual core and won't be possessed by demons, but his inner demons have clearly grown into his rotten flesh and bones.

Is that because his spiritual core is still there, but not in his chest?

The boundless fire and ice and snow in the illusion, the footsteps of the demon head approaching from nothingness, and Zhou Baiyuan tried his best to look up, through the bright red perspective, he saw the demon king standing under the blood-red end of the sky, with the evil ghost robe tied around his face. An expressionless face.

He has seen the domineering smile on this face, and the chaotic crying that runs through the depths. He loves him to laugh and loves him to cry.

"Xu Basui." Zhou Baiyuan murmured in the hallucination of his demons, "Do you want to kill me too?"

Mozun looked at him without joy or sorrow, nodded, and said, "Yes."

Zhou Baiyuan's vision blurred: "Did it start a long time ago?"

The Demon Lord nodded brightly, and replied: "Yes."

Zhou Baiyuan lowered his head and laughed crazily, and saw red drops of water dripping from his lips, it seemed that what flowed was not tears of blood, but cinnabar from a cracked heart.

Zhou Jin lay flat on the bed where Xu Basui had laughed and cried, covering his eyes with the back of his hand and laughing silently, the blood and tears seemed to flow out, and his eyes were dry.

"What should you do?" The other self in the heart demon was still kneeling beside the sinful abyss, "There is no place for you in the two worlds..."

Zhou Jin laughed wildly for a long time, until his voice became hoarse, Fang said silently, "Isn't it good to kill one?"

Zhou Baiyuan's white clothes in the heart demon turned into black. When he looked up, his eyes were like a pair of blood and tears: "Who will kill? We have nothing, no spiritual core, no relying on, whose hand can we use to kill? Let Master?"

Zhou Jin shook his head, and a dark tide surged in his heart: "I'll arrange it."

"You're sure you won't regret it later..."

"Regret? It doesn't matter." Zhou Jin stroked the mattress on the bed with his backhand, feeling bitterly cold.

"I don't care anymore, I just want to live now."

"Live for revenge."

"Zhou Shou."

"Xu Ke."

At night, Jun Tong Xianzun went to the east coast to carry Zhou Ming back to the isolated island, and Zhou Jin took his universe bag.

The master and the senior brother stood guard together outside the door, while he opened the Qiankun bag and stroked every round and warm red spirit bead.

"I don't know if it's enough."

He talked to himself silently, dipped his fingertips in the tears that he shed casually, and tried to draw a complicated formation on the ground steadily and quickly.

Zhou Baiyuan in black, embracing his knees in the heart demon, saw the formation and knew what he was going to do. Suddenly he was at a loss and panicked: "Is there no other way for us?"

Zhou Jin drew a formation that Zhou Shou took blood from across the air on the sea mirror that day. With the help of the soul power left by the dragon soul in his heart, he put his hand into the center of the formation and looked out the door.

The panic-stricken Zhou Baiyuan in black spoke out for him: "If senior brother notices it, then don't do it, okay?"

But there was silence outside the door, Zhou Jin waited for a while before lowering his head, seeing his blood condensed in the formation, he did not alarm Xiangsanyin.

For the first time, he took pictures of cats and tigers, and the blood collection was completed.

"This is destiny." Zhou Jin thought vaguely, and then he was happy, "I can die, but I want him to come as a puppet, to die with me, or to give me life, there is no other way."

He lowered his head and wiped off the formation, until his hands were all dark red.Zhou Jin got up and walked around the house, groped slowly to the window, and saw the moon in the East China Sea.

The demon said: "The night when Xu Basui came, the moonlight was also so bright."

The surface of the sea is sparkling, shining on a round of moon that has changed from incomplete to full, and when it wears off its edges and corners, it will be the end of him.

Without hesitation, Zhou Jin followed the teleportation formation set up by his biological father for the family of three, closed his eyes, the East China Sea was gone, and all deeds were gone.

The head of Cang Lan was indeed looking for his whereabouts, and he didn't wait too long, so he asked Xianxiu to take him to Wei Dao Pavilion.

Zhou Shou was a little surprised when he saw him: "Stop hiding?"

"It is death after all."

"At first I was thinking about how to avoid Jun Tong's eyes." Zhou Shou sighed, raised his hand and pressed down, Zhou Jin in front knelt down uncontrollably, "I didn't expect you to send it up by yourself , this is very good. At the end, Bai Yuan, what game do you want to play? Uncle can play the last game with you."

Xianxiu retreated from the screen, but Zhou Jin didn't get up: "I just want to continue to ask the truth that I don't know yet."

"Just ask."

"Ten years ago, that demon cultivator broke into Canglan. Was it an accident, or did you collude?"

"You finally mentioned this. Bai Yuan, uncle wiped your memory. He wanted to make you feel more relaxed, but later he thought it would be more interesting to let you know." Zhou Shou looked at him and laughed. "You disappeared four days ago. Some disciples noticed some clues. The one who took you away was the demon king Xu Ke from the demon world, right?"

Zhou Jin looked up at him and smiled: "Yes. Uncle, let me tell you frankly, that is my concubine, my bed/partner, the person I love, just tell me."

Zhou Shou didn't expect that he would tell the whole story directly, and after a moment of stunned, he felt very happy: "It's really amazing, you, like your father, are completely bewitched by demons... No, you are worse than him."

Zhou Jin knelt and smiled: "Uncle, do you believe that my father died by your hands, and you will die by mine too."

"Using this dying body to swear to take my life, this bone is very good and proud enough." Zhou Shou played with the teacup, "If Ming'er had half your heart, he wouldn't be so indecisive. But Bai Yuan, you know that when you gouged you Who is the spirit core?"

Zhou Jin listened to his sentence quietly.

"The demon cultivator is also surnamed Xu." Zhou Shou looked at his expression, "He wants to dissect a powerful spiritual core about eight years old, and I will strike a deal with him, and exchange a spiritual core from the fairy world for the self-blocking of the passage to the demon world. In exchange for the Immortal World, there will be peace from now on.”

The demon Zhou Baiyuan covered his ears: "Don't say it, don't say it..."

"Your concubine, bed/partner, and even your favorite Xu Ke." Zhou Shou couldn't help laughing, this sentence is simply the funniest and most satisfying joke I've ever heard in my life.

"Have enjoyed your heart for ten years."

Zhou Jin raised his head and laughed, "It's really true."

Zhou Shou imprisoned him in the basement of Weidao Pavilion, Zhou Jin sat alone in the dark, and the demon Zhou Baiyuan hid in the depths of his heart and mourned.

Zhou Jin in white turned a deaf ear, measured with his footsteps in the darkness, and laid out the prototype of a wide puppet array.

In the past, he used this formation to slightly control the Demon Lord Xu Basui. He thought it was because they slept too much, but it turned out that it was simply because it was his spiritual core.

"This is good."

Zhou Jin read silently, confirmed the outline, and opened the Qiankun bag in his arms.In Zhou Shou's eyes, he is no different from a dead person, and this universe bag is just his funeral object, and he hopes to use it to send Zhou Shou on the road.

The knotted rope was opened, Zhou Jin took out the shimmering spirit stone, illuminated the square inch, and took out a lot of spirit beads by the light, one by one, the spirit beads filled the formation spirit flow circuit of the puppet formation.

For a puppet of Mozun's size, if he wanted to completely control him, he would have to pay more.Fortunately, Xu Basui occupies his original heart, and in his hand he hoards countless spirit stones condensed by the spiritual power of the Demon Lord.

Before Hai Jing and Sin Yuan swallowed him up, he would sacrifice everything and launch a spectacular puppet array to avenge his double hatred for confusing the border.

All the spirit stones were put into the puppet formation, and there was only one conch and a hair tie left in the Qiankun bag.Zhou Jin stuffed it back into his arms casually, sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, and drew a blood-taking formation on the puppet formation.

Blood gradually gathered in the puppet formation, and he put the best pigments and raw materials into the puppet formation.

Like crazy, like a devil, he will not hesitate.

The author has something to say: fine points.

The devil in black clothes and seven cubs blacken his appearance, and the seven cubs in white clothes blacken his heart in this world.

Muppet: Well, it’s just a matter of good looks.

Wildcat (stolen script): sluggish jpg

My fingers hurt a bit from typing, I'm trying to release the second episode at [-] o'clock tonight, the second volume is almost over.

——感谢在2020-12-1223:54:57~2020-12-1316:25:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Baji Longlong, one bite at a time;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Wowo Douzi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!