Xianzun, your Taoist companion has run away

As a heavenly weapon, the long sword is so sharp.

Luo Qingwei's spiritual power is now sealed, and he has no defense at all. It is almost the same as the body of an ordinary mortal who has not practiced. When the tip of the sword pierced his body, he was not hindered in any way.

Only the muffled sound of broken flesh and blood was heard.

The icy sword edge split open the flesh and flesh in an instant, severed the flesh and flesh near the chest, and completely cut off his little remaining vitality, and there was no possibility of reversal and obstruction.

The sudden severe pain affected the beating of the pulse, and the slightly blocked blood flowed to the limbs and bones.

Immediately afterwards, intense blood splashed, and a bright and tragic red bloomed on the chest.

His spiritual power was sealed, and there were many wounds of different depths on his body. The pain and blood loss all made his body weak, and he didn't draw his sword to commit suicide very quickly.

For monks, it is even a bit heavy and slow.

But even so, Qing Wei failed to stop him from committing suicide.

In fact, when Luo Qingwei finished saying "The Demon Emperor is not in the underground palace" and lowered her head and kneaded her fingers, Qing Wei was falling into the trap of "Mu Xianqing is likely to die in the Taiyi Immortal Sect, and cannot escape from the trap set by the Demon Emperor." Come", and "After Mu Xianqing dies, he can dispose of Luo Qingwei at will", these two thoughts that can bring him extreme pleasure and excitement are not on Luo Qingwei.

Therefore, even though his movements were not cryptic, Qing Wei didn't notice anything wrong, and didn't notice the abnormalities gradually appearing on his fingertips at all, she just thought it was some insignificant little movements.

Maybe it was because of her complete confidence in Mo Yan, or maybe it was because of Luo Qing's slightly silent and depressed attitude these days.

No matter how much he beat and scolded, even though countless wounds were drawn on his body, and the blood flowing out repeatedly stained the stone slabs of the underground palace, he did not see any violent reaction from Luo Qingwei.

Let Qingwei completely relax her vigilance, thinking that he knew that he had no chance to escape, and had already lost the idea of ​​leaving by herself, so she stayed quietly in the underground palace and waited for Mu Xianqing to come to rescue him.

Now that Mu Xianqing was lured into the Taiyi Immortal Sect's trap by the Demon Emperor, Qing Wei was so full of confidence that she had the chance to win, she even began to fantasize about how to deal with Luo Qingwei!

He didn't expect that Luo Qingwei still had a sharp weapon hidden in his body.

This is unbelievable. You must know that Mo Yan personally went to Ruyue City to capture Luo Qingwei, and got along with him for several days on the road. How likely is it to hide something? !

No.

As a Demon Emperor, Mo Yan's consciousness is so powerful and huge.

With him in place, Luo Qingwei's small movements can be said to be invisible, how can it be possible to hide something that may hurt someone on his body, even if it is a variety of mustard spaces with different shapes, there is no situation where it will not be discovered.

Not only that, because he has other special uses, before Mu Xianqing and Xiandao completely failed and surrendered, neither Mo Yan nor Qing Wei could let him die so simply. But they were heavily restricted.

Even if he searched the entire palace below, it was impossible for Luo Qingwei to find something that could be used as a weapon.

Who would have thought that Luo Qingwei didn't even think about looking for weapons from the things they sent over, but directly pulled out a long sword from his body? !How did this long sword evade the detection of the Demon Emperor, and it didn't reveal its trace until now!

Who would have thought that Luo Qingwei could stab the long sword into his chest so simply and mercilessly? !

From a flash of silvery-white light, to the drawing of the long sword to attract his attention, to the backhand piercing into the chest.The whole movement is like flowing water, without the slightest pause, and the movement is smooth as if it has been rehearsed thousands of times.

But practicing swords is to meet the enemy and kill people!Who would practice the act of committing suicide over and over again in their mind until they overcome their hesitation caused by fear? !

Qing Wei didn't even notice that he wanted to commit suicide, the long sword had already been pierced into his chest!

The turbulent hot blood spurted out, dyeing the snow-white and crystal-clear long sword red, and the viscous red liquid dripped down the sword body "patta", "patta", and gathered into a small pit on the ground in front of him.

The blood color didn't stop, following some kind of mysterious and complicated trajectory, a strange blood pattern was laid out on the ground, which complemented the dots of silver light on Luo Qingwei's body.

It was the imprint of his master, Mu Xianqing.

It is the last and most secret protection left by his master, and it will only be opened when he is in the most dangerous situation and his life is endangered.

Correspondingly, it is the perception ability of imprint.

The way of heaven is fair in many cases, but it is a powerful and powerful sword move, and the price to be paid is more, and vice versa.

Such was the imprint on him.

It is carved by the immortal itself, and the price is so huge.

Once it is successfully opened, no matter how far apart they are and how closely guarded his position is, even if the fairy and demons are separated, his master can immediately sense his existence and specific location, and follow the guidance of the mark to find him.

With his master's cultivation base, he can naturally cross space and take the world as close as he can.

As long as his location is confirmed, he will definitely appear in time.

When Mu Xianqing left this mark on his body, she stroked the lines that were gradually disappearing, and said to him in a deep voice, "I hope this mark will never light up."

The light of this mark means that Luo Qing is in danger, even if he can follow the mark, it is just to avenge his apprentice.

Mu Xianqing was the person who least wanted to see that scene.

He hoped that his disciples would be safe and happy, and that they would never have to worry about their lives.

Luo Qing responded slightly.

But he failed to do so, not only put himself in danger, but even chose to light up the mark on his own initiative.

I'm sorry, Master.

No, I should be sorry, Yuanqing.

Only when a large amount of blood came into view, Qing Wei woke up from a strange daze, and clearly realized the fact that Luo Qingwei committed suicide!

He clenched his fists tightly, and looked at the strange blood-colored Allure Sword wrapped around Luo Qingwei's chest.

"Luo Qingwei, how dare you call me a lunatic?!"

Luo Qing raised her head slightly and looked at the person standing in front of her.

This action affected the wounds all over his body, especially the fatal wound on his chest, so painful that he couldn't help but let out a clear inhalation sound, but his tone was quite relaxed.

"Uncle, you should have known."

"Not only do we look alike, but we also have a similar name. This is a coincidence destined by the heavens. If so, there will always be some similarities in our personalities. It's okay if we are both crazy. It depends on who is more crazy. .”

"Also, didn't I tell you that I am the only person with the hardest bone in my whole body. Since you have spent so much time infiltrating Ruyue City and captured me from my master and imprisoned me here, I If you don't pay back what you ordered, how dare you take the title of Xianzun's apprentice!"

"I'm Mu Xianqing's apprentice!"

His voice was weak, mixed with more and more obvious panting sounds, but as he read out the word Mu Xianqing, the silver light on his body flourished, as if responding to his call.

Luo Qingwei was in a happy mood, and smiled softly in her heart, "He's coming."

His master.

His, Taoist companion.

Staying in this dark underground, he has obviously tried his best not to miss it, and he is unwilling to let the emotion of wanting to see but not see dominate, making him live like a year and become fragile.

He carefully concealed the existence of the Alluring Sword, slowly tested the attitudes of Mo Yan and Qing Wei, carefully listened to the news from the outside world, and asked to plant spiritual grass under the guise of killing time, so as to gain a chance of survival for himself.

I thought I did a good job, and I thought I didn't miss it.

But when all the dust settled, Luo Qingwei realized that this was wrong. His thoughts about that person were engraved in his flesh and blood, and lingered in all his thoughts.

He had no choice but to not want to, no way to peel off.

Just like at this time, just knowing that that person is about to appear, an uncontrollable sense of urgency surged up in his heart called can't wait.

I really want to see him.

Before falling asleep, it would be nice to see him again.

Unfortunately, this idea is too extravagant for him now.

Luo Qingwei gently closed her eyes, found out the shadow of Mu Xianqing in her mind, checked the memory over and over again, and relieved the thoughts that gradually became stiff and cold with the passage of life.

The pain gradually dissipated, and a bone-piercing coldness descended.

Standing beside him, Qing Wei was stunned by the peace and tranquility that surrounded him. She was clearly about to die, so how could she act so calm and leisurely? !

Can't help but ask, "Luo Qingwei, don't you regret it?"

The passing of life and blood made Luo Qingwei's consciousness a little fuzzy. There was no clear dividing line between reality and memory, and they were constantly blending with each other. He opened his eyes and looked at Qingwei for a long time before he seemed to realize, "Qingwei Uncle Wei, why haven't you left yet?"

As for Qing Wei's question.

He heard clearly, but could not answer.

Do you regret it?

some.

If his master knew that he was not in an invincible danger, but because he wanted to take over the Demon Emperor's stronghold and took the initiative to light up the mark, I'm afraid he would be angry with him.

I hope that when he wakes up, his master has calmed down.

It should be. After all, although Yu Shenghua can keep his spirit, it must take a long time to wake up again.

Luo Qingwei never doubted that he would wake up again, he trusted his master more than himself, he firmly believed that his master would always make him come alive.

Seeing him avoid talking, Qing Wei was furious, "Why should I leave?!"

Luo Qingwei was always in a daze, and she spoke quite directly, "You hurt me so far, do you think my master will show mercy to you?"

Qingwei became even more angry, when did Mu Xianqing show mercy to his subordinates? !

Whether it was before the Great Demon Sealing War, or after he was rescued after the seal was broken!If Mu Xianqing had two degrees of fellowship with him, how could he be forced to this point!

He wanted to just turn around and leave, but how could he leave? !

Mu Xianqing is an immortal!

He is the only strong man in the world who can compete with the Demon Emperor. If he really appears here, then the territory of the Demon Palace with a radius of hundreds of miles will probably be slaughtered.

He is comparable to Luo Qingwei in strength, how could he escape from Mu Xianqing's eyes!

Since ancient times, he just failed to see Mu Xianqing's reputation ruined and immortality destroyed. With Luo Qingwei accompanying him to die under this magic palace, he felt that it was not enough to pay for it!

Before he died, he had to watch Luo Qingwei die!

Luo Qingwei's breath was already very weak, but Qingwei felt that it was not enough. He gritted his teeth and walked over, stretching out his hand to stab the snow-white and cold Allure Sword.

The tip of the sword was pulled out, bringing out finely colored blood flowers.

Luo Qingwei's body trembled slightly, his brows were tightly frowned, but his closed eyelids did not open again. He still felt that it was not enough, so he raised the Qingcheng sword high, and stabbed Luo Qingwei fiercely.

The sword ninja pierced into the flesh and made a slight "puchi" sound.

Qingwei lowered her head, stared wide-eyed, and looked at the black blade protruding from her chest in fear, blood color spreading along the lines on the blade.

"Tick tock", "tick tock", slowly falling to the ground.

Someone whispered softly from behind, "What do you want to do to him?"