After one heart to the Tao, it is all the Shura field

The sky outside the window has gradually darkened, the white fluorescent stone on the gloomy hall is shining brightly, and the smooth ground reflects faintly shaking shadows, like a black feather veil.

His obsessive and red eyes stared at the ball of white light, deep in his eyes was black obsession, even though his body was shackled, he still tried his best to get closer, the strong desire made his body tremble slightly uncontrollably Then, it was too late to take care of the sharp eyesight on his body.

Xiaoyu——

The dark eyes under the mask sank, the corners of the lips slowly raised, and a sneer fell on the ear, and the low voice was careless and casual: "Is it all done?"

The man in black raised his hand, and his white fingertips forced his face across his face, making him look back at himself.

"I promised to go to Huangquan to help you save her at the beginning, but I never said a time limit. Whether it's ten years or a hundred years, you are my slave. Whether it ends or not is up to me. You ,not qualified."

The empty and silent hall made his voice deep and deep, and he said every word in a slow and profound tone, with shocking heart palpitations.

At this moment, the distance between the two was very close, and fear was intertwined with another emotion, making the air in Han Qisheng thin.

The fluorescent light hit the opponent's ghostly face, forming a layer of extremely cold frost, and those eyes were like an abyss that devoured souls.

Han Qisheng was slightly absent-minded. The body temperature of a cultivator's body is like warm jade all year round, but the fingers on the chin are like ice, and the cold touch causes a thin layer of shivering.

With trembling eyes, he opened his mouth: "But... 17 years..."

"So what about 17 years?" The other party interrupted him directly, "I'm not a kind person who is merciful. The plan is only half realized, and it is not over. You should never want to leave."

Han Qisheng opened his eyes suddenly, his absent-minded eyes were full of panic, as if he had been awakened.

never want to leave...

What about Xiaoyu?

Is she also going to be like me, imprisoned here forever, unable to be reincarnated forever? If so, then I have been saving her for so many years...

The sharp consciousness broke through his mind in a trance, and the brain was washed, and the doubts were magnified. All along...whether he really did something wrong.

no!not like this!

Han Qisheng glanced at the white soul from the corner of his eye, his gaze sharpened, he clenched his teeth, and recklessly circulated all the spiritual power in his body, gathered in the palm of his hand, and slammed towards the opponent with lightning speed. The spiritual power cover has the momentum of a dead fish!

At this moment, the two were very close, and it would definitely be uncomfortable for the man in black to receive a palm at such a distance, so he immediately let go of the man and teleported away!

Taking advantage of this gap, the light brown figure flashed in front of the white light, and raised his hand to take away the soul. When it was within reach, there was a whistling sound of wind, and the next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. His body flew out like a dilapidated kite, and smashed hard against the wall!

The gathered spiritual energy was suddenly scattered, and rushed into the various spiritual veins in the opposite direction, and his blood boiled instantly.

The severe pain as if being crushed by a boulder hit his whole body, and his body slid slowly along the wall feebly. There was a fishy sweetness in his mouth, and Han Qisheng spit out a mouthful of blood, and the dazzling red flowed down the corner of his mouth.

The perpetrator landed gracefully and slowly, his black brocade clothes reaching to the ground, and black boots with dark gold thread standing not far from him.

Terribly powerful.

The slender figure looked down at the people on the ground condescendingly, the falcon-like eyes under the mask stared at him firmly, the air-conditioning on his body was even worse than before.

"You are really getting more and more stupid, even a Jindan cultivation base is trying to attack me."

There was a hint of imperceptible anger in the cold and deep voice.

Han Qisheng endured the pain in his body, slowly straightened up, raised his head to look at the person looking down on him, and his voice became a little hoarse: "For so many years, I have never neglected all the things you asked me to do, whether it is the relic fairyland, Phoenix Whether Lin is good, I have chosen to betray them... Enough is enough, I don't want to keep doing this..."

He paused and his tone became lighter.

"...I want to leave."

Qingjun's face was a little pale, there was pain and struggle in his eyes, there was still a trace of perplexity all along, and finally there was hope hidden in the depths, like the grass and trees on the cliff, they were clearly in a desperate situation, but they were still tenacious, swearing to catch it. The soil under my feet, unwilling to give up, is so tough that people can't ignore it.

This look in his eyes was the same as the one he saw that night for the first time.

There is only a piece of ashes left in despair, but a little spark can still be seen.

But whether to snuff out this spark or let it burn out is all up to one's own choice.

"leave?"

The man in black took a step forward, only to hear a low voice from the stone in the hall: "Are you challenging me, or are you trying to betray me?"

Han Qisheng pursed his lips and lowered his eyes.

Challenge, betrayal?

Perhaps in his opinion, as long as he resists and disobeys him, he will be regarded as an enemy. In many cases, the word "betrayal" only needs a "no".

He had personally seen this person deal with those who resisted him, just because that person was unwilling to obey his decision, and if he said no, his body would be decapitated. To him, a person's life and death were as light as clouds, Not even qualified to be seen.

At the beginning, because of Xiaoyu, he had no choice. Even if he became a puppet, he was willing, but he never considered whether this would be the result Xiaoyu wanted. His soul has been imprisoned, and he will never be free.

During these years of being with Xiaolingdang, he understood a lot. He tried his best to give Xiaolingdang what he owed to Xiaoyu, watched her smile, and watched her live happily.

He is very happy and satisfied.

But the remorse and apology in his heart didn't dissipate in the slightest, instead it became heavier, like unstoppable acne, tormenting him every day.

So before he came, he had already prepared for the worst, and he would never return, and now it was just the beginning of his disobedience.

This road of no return should also turn back.

Han Qisheng raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. A faint smile appeared on his face that had never smiled in front of him. Without a hint of sarcasm, he was very calm: "Challenge, betrayal, how dare I."

I just don't want to go on like this.

Han Qisheng did not say this sentence.

A few footsteps sounded, the man went to him and squatted down, raised his face, he didn't speak, but Han Qisheng could feel his controlled emotions, his knife-like eyes seemed to poke holes in him , he raised his other hand, and the soul suspended in the air fell into his hand as if being drawn.

The man in black suppressed his tone: "You underestimate yourself too much, you are much more courageous than I imagined."

At this time, there were only the two of them in the hall, if there were other ghost-faced people present, they must have held their breath, because this was the precursor of their Lord's outbreak, and there would be no survivors within three feet.

But the person in front of him resisted again and again, killing what little patience he had.

"If you want to end, yes, I will give you two choices."

Han Qisheng looked up at him suddenly, surprised.

"Either you complete the task and hand over the person I want, or..."

He paused, and slowly raised the soul in his hand in front of Han Qisheng: "Go back to the beginning, destroy this soul, disappear in smoke, and write it off."

As he said that, he slightly gathered his palms together, tightly pinching the soul in his hands, as if he would dissipate it if he exerted more force.

Han Qisheng's body stiffened suddenly, and his face turned pale.

'It disappeared, and it was written off. '

This sentence instantly made the glimmer of hope that he had just raised disappear instantly, and he returned to the puzzle again. The two choices are like a double-edged sword, no matter which one he chooses, it will stab at his heart.

Looking at his suddenly pale face, the man in black's deep gaze sank slightly, like a ferocious beast circling its prey, with only boundless coldness in his eyes.

"How about it, what do you choose? As long as you make a choice, I will promise you and let you leave, and what you want is at your fingertips."

An understatement of a sentence, but it holds people's hearts in its heart and plays with it wantonly.

Han Qisheng raised his head suddenly, he opened his mouth and throat but couldn't make a sound.

Seeing this, the other party chuckled lightly.

"You don't want to choose, or you dare not choose. You are just an outsider. Where is your sister's soul? Tell me where he is, and I will give you freedom."

He let go of the hand holding Han Qisheng's chin, and gently tied the broken hair on his temples behind his head, as if they were so close. Only Han Qisheng knew how cruel the person in front of him was, and behind the gentleness was How bloodthirsty, it only takes one blow to shatter his dream.

People are always selfish, and it's not like he didn't think about betraying him in the past, but the few years of living with Little Bell made him understand that what he wanted was always simple, what level of cultivation, What Feisheng Dao is just a maze that imprisoned him!

If he could have recognized what he wanted earlier, perhaps Xiaoyu would not have died, and he would not have fallen into the current situation.

In the past eight years, he has gained a lot, why bother to drag others into the abyss because of his own affairs, if he really wants to choose...

Han Qisheng made a hoarse voice: "Even if you get the phoenix egg, so what, the road to the Great Dao is one in a million, and you have been burdened with so many murders, do you think the Dao of Heaven will let you go?"

The hands next to the cheeks were clenched suddenly, the veins bulged, the dark eyes were dark like ink, and the bitter evil spirit poured out, and the air was drawn away in an instant. He was always the one who played tricks and was superior.

"The way of heaven? I choose to slaughter, so why should I be afraid of the way of heaven! It is just an excuse for restraint. If I want to ascend to the sky, no one can stop me!"

To him, the way of heaven is just a joke!

After that, he threw the man back to the ground and stood up.

The illusion of leisure and comfort just now was broken, and the word "Heavenly Dao" was like a reverse scale, directly revealing his original appearance.

He looked down at the soul in his hand, paused for a moment, and lowered his tone imperceptibly: "Unfortunately, I always thought that the two of us are actually very similar. It turned out to be just my illusion. You and I have always been in opposite directions." .”

After he finished speaking, he looked away and looked at the person on the ground who was slightly dazed and seemed to be touched by something, his eyes were condensed.

"You know the fate of disobeying me. Since you don't want to choose, then I will help you choose. I am bound to get the complete phoenix egg. It doesn't matter if it takes a while. If you want to be free, then I will help you break the bondage. This soul After staying in this world for so long, it should also dissipate."

One day you will understand that there is no freedom in this world.

There are thorns everywhere, and only when there is a lot of pain can you learn to be numb and know that being obedient is also a good thing.

After all, with a pinch of five fingers, the white soul power turned into a little bit of fluorescence almost instantly.

Han Qisheng leaned against the wall, his hands clenched into fists and trembling vigorously, his blood red eyes fixedly staring at the white light in the sky, reluctance, love, remorse, pain, all emotions mixed together, extreme The bitterness like venom erodes my heart!

His teeth bit his lip, but he didn't seem to feel the pain. He tried all his strength to restrain himself.

This is the ending that was known from the beginning.

The heaviest wound hidden deep in his heart finally began to burst open.

But why, the heart is still in pain like being crushed, and the warm tears blurred the vision.

Xiaoyu, don't be afraid.

Brother won't leave you alone.

The handsome and beautiful face was full of lifelessness, like a terminally ill person who has solved his last wish, without any regrets, and what is left is only a sense of reassurance and fearlessness.

Fearless in life and death.

But this kind of gaze made the people next to him even more annoyed. The cold gaze was full of bloodthirsty chills, and as long as they looked at each other, they would feel the bone-chilling fear.

Do you think this is over?

How can there be such a cheap thing.

"You say that I kill a lot, so it doesn't matter if I kill one more mortal."

The breeze blew into the hall through the doors and windows, and the silvery moonlight fell on the stone surface. Han Qisheng froze, feeling cold all over his body, as if standing barefoot in the ice and snow, the chill covered his whole body, he raised his head in a daze.

Kill one more mortal.

In a trance, I heard the dumb bell, the clear figure, and the cute smiling face.

The sweet voice called his brother.

Why?Didn't this person never bother to attack mortals?

It never occurred to him to pull the little bell down.

The broken heart seemed to have bled dry.

He tried to stay calm, but the voice betrayed his fear: "She...she's just a child."

"Do you think I will pity a mortal?"

The tall figure was like an evil ghost in the underworld, and one sentence broke his only luck.

"Come on!"

He stared at Han Qisheng and shouted towards the door.

Two afterimages flashed into the room in an instant, kneeling on the ground on one knee, wearing black clothes and white faces: "My lord!"

Han Qisheng suddenly opened his eyes wide, covered his chest that was throbbing with pain, and stumbled a few steps, as if he didn't care about his downfall, he suddenly knelt down at the feet of the ghost-masked man in black, raised his hand to grab the hem of his clothes, Carefully begging: "She doesn't know anything, she's just a child, please, let her go!"

The tense voice was like a taut string that was about to break at any moment.

The man in black lowered his eyes, his cold and indifferent eyes fell on the hem of his clothes, his white but blood-stained hands were tightly clasped, how many times had he seen him look so embarrassed.

The two people kneeling on one knee consciously buried their heads lower. It is best for them to turn a blind eye to the matter of the Lord.

The cold voice was still cruel: "Bring people in."

"Yes!"

Han Qisheng looked at the direction they left and suddenly fell to the ground, loosened the hem of his clothes, lowered his head in a daze, and warm tears fell on the ground.

Time was silent for a while, and there was a faint chill around the silence.

"...Why do you have to involve other people." The inaudible tone was like a sigh, calm as stagnant water.

The man in black snorted lightly, and his tone didn't seem to care much: "Because I am a person who has committed a lot of crimes. It doesn't matter if there is one more or one less than Tiandou."

The two men in black moved very quickly, or the little bell had been locked not far away from the beginning. When they opened the room, the two of them took a look at the child who was not crying or fussing, and stayed in the corner with dull eyes. Looking at each other, this calm look is really weird.

They didn't know that before the little bell was picked up by Han Qisheng, she had been living in the eerie ghost village, accompanied by death, and ate sacrificial food, so compared with the extreme fear in the darkness, the living at least could still breathe .

In fact, people in their comprehension world have no intention of killing children in the mortal world. After all, who would bother to crush an ant to death, but they dare not disobey the Lord's order.

After a while, the child was brought to the main hall.

The dull sound of bells broke the deathly silence.

Perhaps feeling the familiar breath, she slowly raised her head.

There is no curiosity or fear in the bright and penetrating eyes, just like habit and numbness, but from the moment she saw Han Qisheng, a light flashed across her dark eyes, she stared at her without blinking, even if Han Qisheng didn't look at her, she would As usual, he called softly.

"elder brother."

Han Qisheng's breath was stagnant, he lowered his head, his eyes were struggling.

His fists were clenched until they turned white, as if he was holding his own heart.

He didn't respond to her as usual.

"She's calling you, why don't you answer her."

Han Qisheng lowered his gaze, his voice trembling.

"what on earth do you want...."

The ghost-faced man walked slowly in front of the little girl, she looked at the person avoiding her in front of her with a small face, and frowned, seemingly puzzled.

But as the powerful and cold breath approached, her eyes didn't move a bit, but her small body shrank slightly, and her tiny movements couldn't hide the eyes of the person in front of her.

The ghost-masked man looked at her carefully for a while, then raised his hand and gently touched the top of her head, his gentle and low tone was like a poisonous snake.

"In the past few years, it turned out that this little thing has stumbled your hands and feet and turned you into the useless person you used to be."

"I should have killed her, and let her soul be exiled to Huangquan, where it will be eaten by all ghosts."

Han Qisheng's pupils shrank suddenly.

The ghost-masked man sneered in a low voice, and withdrew his hand.

"But suddenly I don't want to do it anymore."

He suddenly turned around, the black robe was like a billowing dark cloud, the eyes under the mask were filled with evil interest, cold and cruel, and there was a trace of indescribable weirdness.

"Back then, your sister gave up the opportunity and gave you the path of cultivation, allowing you to have this level of cultivation. Now, I will give you one last chance to use your level of cultivation in exchange for her life. What will you do?" are you willing?"

Han Qisheng was stunned for a while, as if subverted for a while, and smiled through his tears, the bright moonlight shone on his face, his elegant and handsome face flickered, and tears slid down his cheeks.

Use a body of cultivation to exchange for——

In the past, because of his cultivation, he lost the most important person——

And now, he wants to use it for another person to live——

It really is karma——

He stood up slowly, feeling a little unsteady.Facing the gaze of the man in black, his eyes were filled with relief.

"it is good."

The answer without hesitation made the slightly raised arc under the mask slowly straighten.

Without any lingering, the spiritual power was gathered in the right hand, and with the shape of the blade, it went out towards his chest without hesitation!

His originally pale face instantly turned gray, his temples were wet with cold sweat, and his messy hair made him look particularly embarrassed at the moment. He clenched his teeth, his thin lips trembled, and with a hoarse murmur, his right hand left his chest, and his palm was astonishingly A bright and dazzling golden pill.

Little Bell stared blankly, and called out: "Brother."

The ignorant voice seemed puzzled.

He finally dared to meet her gaze, and as usual, the corners of his mouth curled up pale, and he gave a slight comforting smile.

At this moment, he was like a puppet who had lost his vitality. The sharp pain in his chest made his breathing much weaker. He lowered his head and looked at the thing in his hand in a trance.

Without hesitation, he shook his palm.

There was a slight cracking sound, and the gust of wind raged from the palm of his hand, blowing away his jet-black hair, the long hair fluttered, and the spiritual power gathered by the golden core instantly turned into golden lights and scattered.

At this moment, he looked at the person standing silently on one side, his handsome face was peaceful, and there was unprecedented relief and relief in his eyes.

It seems to be telling him that what he owes you has been paid off.

In an instant, the huge cold air covered the entire hall like the cold wind of an extremely cold place, piercing through the heart with a terrifying sense of sharpness.

Under the wide sleeves of the black robe, those white hands were clenched tightly at this moment, with bulging veins.

From today on, he, Han Qisheng, is a useless person.

The possibility of practicing Taoism in this life.

"For a mortal, you actually did this." The deep voice suppressed the terrible anger, but he didn't do anything, just looked at the embarrassed but desperate person opposite.

Han Qisheng staggered back a few steps unsteadily, the gentle and refined young man was smiling at the moment, and the empty dantian was stabbed with stabbing pain, but he was relieved.

"I did it."

He has no regrets.

In any case, he always thanked him for saving Xiaoyu's soul at that time, and these should be paid back.

The turbulent spiritual energy has completely disappeared, and the deserted hall has returned to its original silence.

"get out."

The decisive man turned around and turned his back to them. The simple two words did not contain any emotion, but he kept his promise after all.

Han Qisheng stared at his back for a long time, trying hard to engrave this person into his mind. After a few breaths, he closed his eyes, swallowed the blood that kept coming up from his mouth, and hid his emotions.

He walked slowly towards the little bell.

……

When there was only one person left in the huge palace, the man in black slowly raised his hand, took off his mask, and squeezed the cold thing in his hand with his right hand, his eyes were full of hysterical madness, bloody eyes Here is the utmost restraint!

"It turns out that there is no difference between you and them...they are all the same..."

The next moment, the mask in his hand instantly turned into a piece of white sand, and suddenly disappeared from his hand.

the other side

Han Qisheng brought the little bell to the foot of the mountain and was resting against a rock.

A tender little hand landed on the corner of Han Qisheng's mouth, stretching out his thumb to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother, does it hurt?"

Han Qisheng's face was pale, his forehead was full of cold sweat, his long black hair stuck to his cheeks, and he couldn't stop trembling all over, but those eyes were still as gentle as Hexi's sunshine, looking at her quietly, and the corners of his mouth curled up .

"Brother doesn't hurt, just take a rest."

It's just that the sound seems to be absent.

In the dark night, the moonlight was like jade, he stretched out his hand and hugged the little bell into his arms, the cold body that was constantly losing temperature got a bit of warmth, he hugged her small body tightly, and there was only peace in his heart.

He didn't know why that person would let him go and didn't kill him. He once thought that he would never be able to step out of that door, and death would be the easiest ending for him.

But he is still alive now.

That's enough for him.

"Don't stop, I'm here to help you."

At this moment, a sharp voice sounded with a playful tone.

Several black-clothed ghost faces suddenly appeared in front of them. The familiar black-clothed pure white ghost faces were the people he often dealt with. He let go of the little bell and hid her behind him in a protective posture.

Didn't you promise to let him go, why would someone chase after you?

The leading ghost-masked man looked at the person in front of him, his dark eyes were full of evil and greed.

Today, when he heard that this person had come to the main hall, he thought about coming over to have a look.

Passing by the main hall, I accidentally saw him staggering out, his breath was weak, and he looked seriously injured. He asked someone to inquire, only to find out that he had disobeyed the Lord and ran out injured The person who is so innocent, that's why he pleaded guilty today, and he ended up like this!

When he heard the news, he regained his energy immediately, and followed behind him as soon as he thought about it.

After following for a while, he suddenly realized that this person had been abolished!

This shows that he definitely angered the Lord and was rejected!

For him, isn't it a god-given opportunity? If he loses his cultivation, he will be a mortal. No matter what he has done, the Lord will not blame him!

When he saw this person for the first time, he felt itchy and unbearable. He heard that the cleaner the person looks, the more slutty he is on the bed.

But at that time, the Lord respected him, and his cultivation base was not low, so he couldn't get it by himself. This time, he didn't let him manipulate him...

Han Qisheng frowned, his beautiful face was condensed, he looked at those people who kept approaching him, even through the mask he could feel the disgusting gaze, like maggots.

He has been in the comprehension world for so long and has seen a lot, so he naturally understands their intentions.

His face seemed to grow paler.

A word suddenly came to mind.

Above the main hall, that deep voice.

'You should know that all actions will only be my orders...'

So, what that person said about letting him go was all false. Did he never intend to let him leave alive?

He didn't give up, and tried his best to protect the little bell, with the last trace of luck and hope in his heart: "Didn't he promise to let me go?"

The eyes of the person in front of him suddenly lit up, and the face under the mask was evil and dirty. He laughed loudly: "Let me go? You betrayed the lord, how could you go back alive, the lord looks at our brothers A few people have worked hard day and night, so I will reward you to us!"

"You should thank the Lord for allowing you to play the final role!"

Han Qisheng froze his body, his eyes that were full of hope just now lost their brilliance, and in the darkness, his anger instantly faded to ashes.

Why, lie to him.

Death, he is not afraid.

just why...

The pain in the chest seemed to be getting worse, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The winding red corners of his mouth, the long black loose hair, and his pale and beautiful face all looked so charming under the moonlight.

The ghost-faced man breathed heavily.

He took a step closer to him: "As long as you are obedient and obedient, we will let the child go, or I will let you go to see the King of Hades together."

Han Qisheng raised his head slowly, and looked at the person in front of him indifferently, his face was full of despair and loneliness at the bottom of the abyss, as if all the clarity disappeared in an instant.

He slowly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly.

I don't know if it's a mockery at these people, or a chuckle at myself.

Seeing this, the man in black stared sharply, grabbed his hand, and pulled it away!

……

I don't know how long it has passed in the dark night, and hoarse shouts can be vaguely heard in the quiet mountains and forests, desperate and helpless!

Among them was an immature child crying and crying blood, like a heart-wrenching pain.

long after

One of them ran up to the leader with his trousers up: "What if the boss finds out about it?"

"In this case, then I will break up his soul so that he can't even go to the ghost domain, or else it will be fine."

"Still the boss is smart."