Master, you have changed

Feng Jiye was very reluctant to send Changfeng to the Yaohuang, he just wanted to leave with his master.

Maybe Syracuse will become a hell on earth tomorrow, but Luo Yang and the others are still in the city, so they have to be coaxed out of the city no matter what, even if they are scolded for being immoral afterwards, it doesn't matter.

Feng this night walked with Hu Qingjue in the silent east of the city with the fragments of Changfeng in his arms, his breath was annihilated in the wind, his hair was covered with thin frost, and he walked a short distance for half an hour.

The city gate is approaching, he said: "Master, you wait for me here, I will take Ayang and the others out"

Hu Qingjue didn't know what he was thinking, and he walked very slowly, always standing side by side with him, staring sideways for a while, and said: "Xyue City is blocked by the Demon Emperor's enchantment, and you and I are also within range."

Feng Yeye stopped in surprise, he had never experienced the demon incident in Syracuse in his previous life, so he didn't know the details very well.

If so...then...

His breathing was unsteady: "Even Master can't break through?"

Jianhu Qingjue shook his head, and said sadly: "The whole city is trapped, no one can escape...I shouldn't have brought Ayang and the others here...I didn't help anything, and even hurt everyone..."

Feng stood in the wind at night, with his clothes and long hair flying, as if accepting his fate, he sighed and surrounded Hu Qingjue, buried his head in his chest, and said sullenly: "I'm sorry, Master, it would be fine if I didn't come to Xuecheng , causing you to be trapped here too."

Hu Qingjue rubbed his head, raised Feng Yeye's chin with one hand, and helped him wipe away his tears. His eyes were blurred, he stared at the peaceful snow city in the dark night, and said, "Let's go."

"Okay, let's send Changfeng over together, and we will die together if we die!"

Life can't be together, death together is also beautiful.

Although this ending is miserable, it is much happier than the previous life.

He tightly pulled Hu Qingjue's sleeve, but was held back, in the dark, with tenderness in his heart.

That's great, Master didn't despise me, and even took the initiative to approach me!

The long wind in his arms trembled slightly, Bai Xiaoqing's shallow voice overshadowed the footsteps

"It'll be fine" he said

Feng Yeye lowered his head and asked, "What will be fine?"

Bai Xiao said: "You guys will be fine, and Xuecheng will be fine too."

Feng Ye was overjoyed when he heard the words, and asked, "What can the Immortal Venerable do?"

"Yes, if you kill 300 people, the blood pool is near Mosheng, and the wind is raised in the blood pool, and you can give me a body for two hours."

"Kill... kill?"

no!Can't kill!Once there is the first time, there is no room for turning back, and there will be no turning back like the previous life, and in the end it will be like a stranger!

Can't!It was hard for him to get closer to Master!Can't kill!

Hu Qingjue glanced at the gloomy Feng Yeye who lowered his head, and said to Bai Xiao: "I'll do it"

Bai Xiao said: "Okay"

Feng Yiye looked up in shock, as if meeting Hu Qingjue for the first time.

Master has never killed innocent people indiscriminately before!

Suddenly discovered that the master is the demon king, and suddenly discovered that he is so indifferent to life.

Master has always been such a person, or is he simply not understanding enough?

If the master is such a person, then in the previous life, did he really care a little bit?

He always thought that Master treated him well based on kindness, if it wasn't like this...

that...that...

Sudden joy filled my heart. If the master is indifferent by nature, then I must be special!

Feng Yiye suddenly brightened his mood, tiptoed to Hu Qingjue's ear and said: "Master~"

Hu Qingjue didn't look sideways: "Huh?"

"Master~"

"Um"

"Master, Master~"

"... "

"Master, can you tell me about your past? I want to know everything about you!"

He may have been wrong all along, wishful thinking to create a sacred and unattainable image for the master, but forgot that the more pious, the more distant.

Hu Qingjue paused slightly, and said flatly: "Forgot"

"...I don't believe it, you definitely don't want to tell me!"

Bai Xiao said: "You two please be quiet, don't let Mo Sheng find out"

What he said was the truth, if he was found out because of chatting, he would really die before he was born!

On a dark snowy night, on the eve of a terrifying storm, in the silence, Feng Jiye seemed to be filled with pink happiness bubbles all over his body, following behind Master, harvesting life indifferently without blinking his eyes.

Whether in the past or now, Master has never changed, and still has the same expression and the same cool attitude.

It's just... He never thought that Qing Leng is really Qing Leng.

These people who were killed were bullies and hooligans. They sealed their throats with a sword and sealed their blood with their acupuncture points. They were skilled in killing without spilling a drop of blood.

Very good!Discover the secret of Master!

The more ruthless, the more delightful!

Xian Fazhong was able to see the grief in the eyes of the master who always had the same expression. He won the life bet!

Only now did he realize how thoroughly he had won.

But he lost completely. If he knew earlier, if he didn't worry about gain and loss, there might be another ending.

Fortunately, he can go back to the present and start over.

After Hu Qingjue harvested the [-]th life, he looked back at Feng Yiye, feeling a little strange.

He didn't care, and said: "Move these corpses to the City Lord's Mansion"

Feng Jiye's interface was quick: "Okay!"

Mo Sheng arrested Mu Yunyu, and said that he must live in the City Lord's Mansion to prepare for the feast of blood.

They have to get everything done before dawn.

It was nearly midnight, and a deep pit was dug in the guest room where he used to live in the city lord's mansion. The blood of three hundred corpses gathered, and the long wind put it in, without any fishy smell.

Feng Jiye stared at the pool where the long wind fragments absorbed blood and slowly merged together. The transparent human figure on the pool gradually became colorful. After thinking about it for a long time, I don't know the name of this spell.

Even if he was a devil king, he had never seen this evil technique against the sky.

Bai Xiao congealed his body with blood, connected his soul with Chang Feng, and walked out the door.

Changfeng moved along with him, but couldn't get out of the pool of blood.

Feng felt that this move was not very good at night, and said worriedly: "Honorable Master, what will happen in two hours? Can Changfeng and you be intact?"

Bai Xiao smiled lightly, and left with determination, the lantern outside the door flickered, suddenly, as if seeing the will to die.

The man's voice floated from afar: "When the long wind subsides, I will perish."

The door was closed by the wind, and in the dark room, the wind silently covered his face this night. Hu Qingjue opened the window to let the light seep in, and the color of his eyes was rendered differently soft by the dim light.

He said, "Go out and wait."

Feng Xiye sat on the wooden chair, shook his head and refused, watched Changfeng dissolve and disappear in the blood pool very slowly through his fingers.

Like Chang Feng, Bai Xiao's life was slowly disappearing.

There are still two hours.

.........

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Someone knocked on the door, and the voice outside the door was childish, saying: "Who is it? Are you back?"

This room belonged to Feng Jiye, Luo Yang and three people lived next to him, and it was Mu Yunke who knocked on the door.

Feng Yeye opened the door, quickly covered Mu Yunke's mouth, and slapped the moaning ink with his palm.

The door was closed again, and the windows were locked to block the last light.

Hu Qingjue approached, coordinated Mu Yunke's body and words, and placed him in a corner of the room.

Feng Yeye whispered: "Don't be afraid, it's me, I won't hurt you"

The calm water surface of the blood pool was rippling, and a dark picture emerged.

Bai Xiao walked out of the courtyard and walked under the lights.

He stopped in front of a door, remained silent for a long time, and knocked on the door silently.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

There was a crisp knock on the door, and the door creaked open.

Bai Xiao didn't pause, walked in and closed the door.

The room is full of light.

The wind trembled this night.Kneeling on the bank of the blood pool and leaning over, trying to catch the person in the painting: "Mu Yunyu was injured by the demon emperor! It's my fault! It's all my fault! He should have been prevented from coming to Xuecheng to be the city lord!"

Hu Qingjue stood beside him, his eyes neither happy nor sad, looked down, and said: "I don't blame you"

"Thank you for comforting me, but I still can't get over that level in my heart"

Obviously there are many opportunities to change history, but he chose to come to Syracuse to expose the seal of the Demon Emperor. However, he underestimated the means of the people behind the scenes.

The Demon Emperor's seal has been exposed, and he was born two months earlier.

Hu Qing said nothing, turned his back to him, took out a pen and paper in his arms, looked down at Feng Ziye for a moment, with a silent expression, quickly wrote a few words on the paper, and held it in his hand.

He turned around, his eyes never moved away from Feng Youye, the lights outside the window were flickering, and a ray of light flashed through the gap in a trance.

Mu Yunke's eyes widened, and he watched in horror as Hu Qingjue's eyes suddenly became dull, and his body was the gray of a dead person. The moment the light flashed, everything was as usual, it was clearly the same person, with the same expression, but there was more in his eyes. The incomprehensible emotions seem to have changed their souls in an instant!

He wanted to move, scream, and remind Feng Yeye, but he couldn't make a sound or move.

He watched Hu Qingjue leaning over, stretching out his arms, with sharp fingers.

Mu Yunke's spirit was very tense, and the expected picture of Feng Jiye being pushed down did not appear. Hu Qingjue just pulled Feng Jiye, and then hugged him tightly.

Feng Yiye was observing Bai Xiao and Mo Sheng when he was hugged suddenly, his brain lost the ability to think for a moment, he struggled to raise his head from his embrace, and was pushed back again.

Strangely said: "Master?"

Feng Jiye's voice was suppressed by the zero-distance contact between the clothes and the body, like a suppressed cry.

Hu Qingjue's body trembled slightly, as if he was hugging a lost and recovered treasure. He kept holding it, time passed slowly, the air was silent,

He freed one hand and stretched out the paper, on which were written a few words: "Don't hurt him"

The corners of Hu Qingjue's lips were slightly curved, and then they were pressed into a straight line. It took a long time for him to let go of Feng Jiye, and his movements were considered gentle, gently wiping away his tears.

Said: "Don't cry"

Feng Yiye was confused by his series of actions, his mind was muddled, and he suddenly heard the words of Mo Sheng in Chi Zhong.

"Is it you? Are you still alive? Or is it a dream...?"

Mu Yunke stared at Hu Qingjue's back, his eyes moved, fixed on the paper that fell under the bed.

Feng didn't think too much this night, he just felt that the master tonight was so gentle and proactive.

My heart is beating faster than ever before, I really want to be hugged like this all the time, I really want Master to never let me go...

(Author's words: Thank you for your support, and... the foreshadowing of this chapter is very important, guess what? Shhh... I won't tell you, the secret that Hu Qingjue locked in the table and carried a pen and paper with him!)