The cinnabar mole that became a god after escaping from death

In the middle of the night and without a moon, there was almost no sound in the huge rose manor.

Thick blood flowed and spread to his feet, and Pei Chu couldn't even lift his strength to move away.

His eyes were empty, looking at the scene in front of him that was like hell, as if he had returned to the day of the finals.

"Sure enough, you are together." Hebrew held his crippled scepter with an angry tone.

He looked at the pale-faced Pei Chu, and said with contempt: "My excellent son Xin Rui, he loves you so much, but you betrayed him and got entangled with the fallen angel."

Pei Chu shook his head blankly, his eyes dimmed.

Qing Xing suddenly lowered his face, raised his hand, and a sharp light blade emerged from his fingertips.

His tone was cold: "Get out of the way."

Pei Chu suddenly turned around, looked at him with despair, and almost begged: "...don't kill him."

"Don't kill him?" Qing Xing narrowed his eyes suddenly, and said softly, "Do you know, they are plotting to kill me."

He approached slowly, condescendingly: "Would you rather me die?"

Hebrew's messy hair showed a hint of age. He closed his eyes, raised his chin, and said slowly and arrogantly, "God of filth, destruction is your destination."

Pei Chu was tortured by the confrontation between the two sides and was going crazy. His mind was full of bastards, and he subconsciously stopped Qing Xing desperately, and murmured: "Don't... I will purify you, I can purify you..."

Hearing this, Qing Xing's eyes became violent, he grabbed Pei Chu's throat, forced him to raise his face and look directly at him, and said indifferently: "You want to kill me?"

Pei Chu could barely breathe, and his eyes that used to be lively were now filled with death and pain.

Feeling agitated, Qingxing let go of him expressionlessly, only looked at Hebrew, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is the restricted space?"

Hebrew snorted coldly as if he had never heard of it, a few strands of white hair hung down in embarrassment, stained with blood.

"Very good." Qingxing nodded slowly.

The dark green light blade was sharp, and amidst Pei Chu's frightened shouts, it spun and cut the throat of the man in front of him.

A fragile golden-white barrier, almost just erected, was swept away by the wind brought by the light blade and disappeared in smoke.

The warm blood splashed all over the back in an instant, slipped from the back of the neck and sank into the collar, sticky and wet.

The side face was splashed with a shocking bright red, Pei Chu was stunned, and the aura in his body was finally completely dissipated.

Qingxing looked over, frowned, and was about to speak, but saw the person in front of him suddenly vomit a mouthful of blood, and fell down weakly.

----

Late at night in early autumn, the largest family of purifiers in State A completely disappeared overnight.

When the news reached the Alliance of Purifiers, the heads of the various families were shocked, terrified and terrified. They couldn't help but rejoice, fortunately, it wasn't their own attempt to kill the gods and seize power.

But at this moment, there was silence in the holy court.

Archbishop Korando slowly opened his eyes, looked at the audience, and said in a deep voice: "The tree of life has indeed been completely polluted. If we let him go on like this, I'm afraid the whole world will be buried with him."

The bishops had their own concerns, so they didn't say much, and only followed suit in a respectful tone: "Master Kolando is right, we should find a way to forcibly control the tree of life."

Korando raised his eyes, stared at the black and gold flag flying outside the temple, and said majesticly, "Lance."

Bishop Lance's heart sank, and he stood up.

Facing all the gazes, he walked to the center of the cashmere blanket holding the snake-headed scepter, bowed his head and said, "The Holy Court of State Z...maybe there is a way to find the Fallen Angel's hiding place."

The surroundings were startled, and there was a buzzing sound all of a sudden.

Lance was not so excited, he spoke briefly about Pei Chu being taken away by Qingxing in a heavy tone.

After a pause, he said: "As long as we can cooperate with Pei Chu, we can follow his trail to find the tree of life, cooperate with the purifier alliance, and forcibly suppress the gods again."

"Pei Chu?! Is it Pei Chu who canceled his status as a purifier before?"

"That's him! He has an affair with a Fallen Angel, so it must be unbelievable!"

"This is absolutely not feasible! If that cunning kitten betrays us, the consequences will be unbearable!"

"But there is only this way..."

"Okay." Ke Rando shook his scepter heavily, interrupting everyone's impatience, then stood up and looked over, "Bishop Lance, please ask Pei Chu if he can really help the world to suppress Fallen Angel, Holy Court can grant him all wishes."

"Master Kolando!"

"Archbishop! This matter still needs to be discussed carefully!"

"No need." Kolando said in a deep voice, "The gods have already fallen, and the longer the delay will only lead to more tragedies."

He looked at Lance and said in a deep voice, "Bishop Lance, please complete this task."

Lance lowered his head: "Yes."

With the sound of water ticking, Pei Chu woke up from the darkness, and there was another darkness in front of him.

He opened his eyes, but didn't show any expression. Only by pain could he barely feel that he was still alive in this world.

"Finally woke up." A voice beside me said impatiently, "Why are you so weak now?"

Pei Chu lay down quietly as if he had never heard of it.

The meridians in his body were all dead silent, he moved his fingertips slowly, trying to mobilize his spiritual power, and sure enough, even that gleam of light disappeared.

The current self is almost the same as an ordinary human being... No, human beings can still live for a hundred years.

The light in Pei Chu's eyes trembled, he lowered his eyes, and looked at a point on his wrist in the dim moonlight.

Great, he thought, finally gone completely.

Qingxing keenly sensed that there was something wrong with his mood, a light blade hung directly in front of his face, and said coldly, "Speak."

Pei Chu closed his eyes silently, his eyes were silent.

With the light of the light blade, there were bruised and purple fingerprints around his fair neck, which was extremely ferocious.

Qingxing thought he was just angry at himself for killing Hebrew, and was a little annoyed, but he still explained impatiently: "I didn't plan to kill any purifiers, but he wanted to cooperate with the Holy Court in order to gain power over the purifier alliance. Of course you can't let him go."

Pei Chu still didn't speak and didn't move.

Qingxing was irritated by his attitude, squinted his eyes and stared at the man for a while, then said solemnly: "That's fine, just stay here."

After speaking, he got up and walked out of the barrier.

When the sound of footsteps left, Pei Chu silently opened his eyes.

The communicator hidden in the wound was sharp and cold. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and took out the communicator.

The faint blue light glowed silently.

He took a breath, raised his hand and pressed his throat, trying to make his voice less rough, and then connected to the call.

The electric current rustled for a long time, and finally someone connected it.

"...Pei Chu."

With a deep voice, it was Xin Rui.

As soon as he heard his voice, Pei Chu couldn't help clenching the communicator subconsciously, and pursed his lips: "Did you already know?"

Xin Rui was silent for a moment, hummed, his voice was cold and heartless: "I will kill him."

Even though it was such a time, the noble young master was still a gentleman and polite, and he didn't ask why he didn't save his family.

However, Pei Chu was so painful that he almost suffocated, and he had no face to speak.

Of course Qingxing deserved to die for being violent and ruthless, but he, who still had a little affection for him, also should not live.

The awkward silence lasted for a long time before the other party suddenly whispered: "Pei Chu, on behalf of the Holy Court and the Alliance of Purifiers, I hope you can do us a favor."

Pei Chu was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "What?"

Xin Rui spoke succinctly, and told the other party about the fact that Elder Lin had placed a tracker on him, and that the Holy Court wanted to use this to find Qing Xing's trace and set up a trap.

The communicator fell silent.

After a long time, Xin Rui asked softly, "Pei Chu, are you willing to help us kill the gods?"

The other party was quiet for a while: "Yes."

If it wasn't for the self-regulating restriction of the tree of life, which forced him not to kill directly, Qingxing would never go to those human beings one by one to question him.

But this kind of unhurried play actually has a different meaning.

The deep purple lightning flashed a pair of cold eyebrows.

Qing Xing silently stroked the light blade between his fingers, looked away from the blood stain, indifferently listened to the scream of fear in his ears, raised his eyes, and looked at the distant and low sky.

The Bishop of W State, Smith, privately extracted pollution sources to harm his competitors.

The general of state A, Richard, proposed to William to assassinate the purifier, so that the tree of life would never have a chance to be purified.

……

Qing Xing remembers everyone and everything clearly.

He could even recall the day ten thousand years ago, when he noticed the pollution inside his body, he took the initiative to seek purification from the Holy Court.

The young gods are clean and full of ancient miraculous aura.

The bishops were full of admiration and admiration. They took over the chains of restraint made by Him, and sincerely expressed that they would carefully monitor the sources of pollution and never let the evil spirits spread out.

The tree of life is full of thoughts and does not want to indulge itself to pollute the world, willing to be banned for thousands of years, and wants to wait for it to be completely purified before leaving.

He has a clean heart, but he didn't consider human greed... let alone think that someone would dare to have evil thoughts and want to imprison the tree of life to obtain the supreme right.

Bishop William was neither the first nor the last.

The eyes and eyebrows staring at him are shrewd, hiding dirt and stink.

Qingxing suddenly felt bored, he looked expressionlessly at the crying child lying in the bloody rainstorm, turned and left.

The rain did not stop, and the thunder and lightning were ferocious, making noise outside the cave.

Pei Chu sat on the corner of the stone bed, looking down at the rainwater pouring down, spreading rapidly, gradually covering the calves and waist.

The cold rain mixed with mud moss poured heavily into the nose and mouth, sore and painful.

Pei Chu couldn't swim, had no spiritual power, was weak and didn't want to struggle.

While drowsy, there was a sudden pain in his shoulder, and then he was pulled out of the deep water.

Humid air with rain was rushing in, Pei Chu was choked so short of breath, coughing, his whole body was weak.

He turned his face and glanced around, only to notice that he was standing in a dense forest.

And the previous cave was not a cave, but a grotto covered with a shiny dark green enchantment.

Before he could see clearly what this place was, Qing Xing suddenly grabbed his chin and raised it, his eyes were gloomy: "... want to die?"

Pei Chu was forced to look at him, panting, his round eyes were dim and lifeless.

Qingxing stared at him for a long time: "Do you think you can die?"

With deep eyebrows, he said condescendingly: "All life in the world is controlled by me. Even if you die, I still have a way to resurrect you."

However, for some reason, Pei Chu suddenly laughed.

He was drenched and embarrassed, but the light in his eyes lit up, and he said softly, "Do you want to make a bet with me?"

Qing Xing narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "What kind of bet?"

Pei Chu raised his hand slowly, grabbed his wrist, and said with bright eyes, "If I die...you will definitely not find me."

Qingxing stared at him with dark eyes: "Impossible."

Pei Chu bent his eyes, but he didn't want to talk to him, so he raised his head happily, facing the heavy rain, and squinted at the deep clouds.

Probably because his tone was too firm, in the short time after that, Qingxing was almost inseparable from him.

Pei Chu didn't care anymore, the spiritual power in his body was exhausted, and he soon became weak.

He began to sleep more and more, and sometimes he slept for a day and a night, but when he woke up, his face was paler, and his dark blue eyes seemed too quiet.

Qingxing sensed the strangeness and pressed him to question him, but to no avail.

He was full of hatred, but he was extremely conceited and arrogant: Even if something happened to Pei Chu, he could forcefully resurrect him... It was just a waste of vitality.

He lowered his eyes and stared blankly at the faint blue light in Pei Chu's waist and abdomen.

----

The Fallen Angel's hiding place is not remote, even in Dayang Mountain not far from the Holy Court in State A.

After confirming the location, the General Administration of the Holy Court quickly contacted the Alliance of Purifiers to hold an emergency meeting, and secretly formulated a suppression plan for the gods.

Xinrui was wearing the dark blue robe of the president of the Cleaners Alliance, with Lancaster's family rose embroidered on the collar of the robe.

The young man held a scepter in his hand, wore a high crown on his blond hair, and had a cold face. He turned a blind eye to the scrutinizing gazes around him, and indifferently refuted Patriarch Smith's suggestion.

Almost overnight, this noble young master has grown up completely.

Lance sat in the noisy crowd, closed his eyes, and sighed silently.

The oppression plan is called "Killing the Gods".

Although there are still people who are terrified and opposed, despite this, after being infected with countless blood, human beings have finally dared to say these two words.

The torrential rain did not stop, and the undercurrent was raging.

Pei Chu was strictly supervised by Qingxing, and he was often drowsy. Finally, at a certain moment, he had the opportunity to get in touch with the Holy Court again.

The second after the communicator was connected, a majestic and old voice came: "Hello, Mr. Pei Chu."

Pei Chu recognized that it was the voice of Archbishop Ke Rando, he paused, and then said in a low voice: "...Hello."

"The Holy Court and the Alliance of Purifiers are very grateful for your generosity," Korando said gently, standing in the eyes of everyone, "If you can completely seal the Fallen Angel this time, the Holy Court will grant you any wish."

Pei Chu's face turned pale: "I don't..."

Ke Rando didn't seem to hear his voice, and added politely: "Maybe what you need is to return to the status of a purifier? Don't worry, I believe that my friends who are purifiers will not be stingy with their thanks."

A reluctant request came from the communicator, Pei Chu clenched the corners of his mouth and sleeves, and did not speak again.

Lance took the communicator, briefly explained the Holy Court's plan to Pei Chu, paused, told him to be careful, and cut off the call without handing it to Korando.

There was a lot of noise around, and Kolando glanced at him, but didn't say much.

He stared at the black and gold flag fluttering outside the holy court, and his dark red robe was blown up by the wind: "...the world ruled by gods is coming to an end."

Lance paused, looking up at him.

The God Killing Project is scheduled for tomorrow night.

When Pei Chu heard the news, he was silent for a long time.

He didn't say a word, and began to lose his mind frequently, Qingxing watched coldly, and his heart became more and more gloomy.

It had been raining, damp and cold, making it hard to breathe.

An unbearable sleepiness hit him, but Pei Chu didn't dare to fall asleep.

When Qing Xing was not paying attention, he secretly broke away the wound on his back, using the pain dripping with cold sweat to force himself to clear his mind.

He closed his eyes, the pain was extreme, but he didn't dare to breathe loudly.

However, the strong smell of blood quickly attracted Qingxing's attention.

He suddenly raised his eyes and stared at the person in front of him: "What are you doing?"

Pei Chu was silent.

The torn shirt was stained with blood, Qing Xing quickly understood, anger surged in his heart instantly, he looked at him, and sneered: "Why, I'm afraid that I will fall asleep, so I won't be able to report it?"

Hearing this, Pei Chu was shocked and raised his head to stare at him.

The light waves of the enchantment began to vibrate, the dark clouds were heavy, and the rain was pattering.

Qingxing lowered his eyes, looked at him blankly for a while, then raised his hand, and it was the communicator in between.

He raised the corners of his lips, with joyful anger in his eyes, and said mockingly: "I wanted you to rest first, and I didn't want to tell you now. It's a pity..."

He clicked his tongue, twisted his fingertips slightly, and the communicator was reduced to pieces in front of Pei Chu's eyes: "Who made you disobedient again?"

Almost in the next second, countless strong demonic auras overwhelmingly overwhelmed the sky, and the hunting wind roared.

Pei Chu finally realized something, and his face turned pale in an instant.

作者有话要说：发个红包。感谢在2021-05-2321:21:30~2021-05-2422:31:28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 mine: 1 Wen Yuye;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Yibing;

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