change god

Xie Yingzhou and Ye Wujian chose the deepest hour of the night to go out, and they went to the place that Yin Mu said was suspected to be the place where Qin Yue Guizhe was kept.

They were not in a hurry, as if they wanted to set aside time to pack up some other moods, they just walked slowly, in this quiet street at night, there was only the slight sound of footsteps when the two walked.

They were all a little silent tonight.

As they got closer and closer to their destination, Xie Yingzhou's body began to emit a pale golden aura. They stuck to the ground and sprouted from the soles of her feet, like a silver vein flowing out of the black rock formation, slowly And powerfully and silently rushing to all parts of Zhenyang, like veins, intricate, but laid out and expanded.

It was obviously an invisible and intangible qi, but at this moment it was so strong that it seemed to be real.

And these rock-heavy auras are not only a threat, but more like some kind of soul-absorbing talisman. They spread everywhere, carrying Xie Yingzhou's will, and strangled all the Luo Cultists who stepped on them. , Gather their aura.

Ye Wujian looked at the vein-like qi in the ground that consciously bypassed her, and felt that Xie Yingzhou was no longer like a person, but a high god, who could easily decide the life and death of others with every gesture.

But it's not that Ye Wujian wants to be harsh on her, because when it comes to Zhao Rang City and Qin Yue, Xie Yingzhou will always be a little bit hard to extricate herself from.

Xie Yingzhou always felt that she owed Qin Yue, which was not some kind of material debt, but a kind of emotional compensation.

Ye Wujian knew that what Xie Yingzhou had always worried about was when Qin Yue unreservedly poured her love into her. At that time, Xie Yingzhou only thought about how to use Qin Yue to obtain information that would help them .

Xie Yingzhou felt extremely ashamed.

This is a kind of unequal payment, and it is a kind of atonement for the dishonest self at that time.

Ye Wujian could imagine that at this time, those Luojiao believers and gray-clothed youths who were fighting around Qin Yue's ghost sting to death must have been killed and driven away by the killing spirit released by Xie Yingzhou.

Who would have thought that in less than a year, the Luo Cultists and the gray-clothed boy, who were difficult to deal with in the past, were now crushed to death and strangled by Xie Yingzhou like bugs.

Ye Wujian didn't know whether to be fearful or in awe of Xie Yingzhou's power displayed at this time.

Just as she was thinking wildly, she suddenly became curious about her abilities.

With a thought, Ye Wujian stretched out his hand, and a dark red "stake" quickly gathered in the sky above his palm. Ye Wujian raised his hand, and the pile entwined with demonic energy immediately flew into the air.

Although it is not the same as Xie Yingzhou's domineering aura, when Ye Wujian manifested it with demonic aura, it also carries her will.

Closing her eyes, Ye Wujian's field of vision became a bird's-eye view from the sky, and the entire Imperial Capital of Zhenyang was reflected in her eyes.

The corners of Ye Wujian's mouth curled up slightly, and he held Xie Yingzhou's hand, letting the latter lead her on a walk, while she turned her eyes away from herself and Xie Yingzhou, and went to various places in Zhenyang.

In Ye Wujian's line of sight at this time, every person in Zhenyang City who has ample aura and cultivation has a light different from ordinary people in her eyes, and she also marks them one by one.

Of course, Ye Wujian didn't rush to find them. For some people, seeing them is one thing, but approaching them is another.

Even when Ye Wujian saw them, he would not keep his eyes on a certain immortal cultivator for too long, in case he would notice it.

The auras of these people have different attributes, blue for water, green for wood, red for fire... like colorful balls of light, Zhenyang, which was originally shrouded in darkness, now, in the eyes of Ye Wujian, has become Bright and gorgeous up.

One of them, an almost dark green ball of light, attracted Ye Wujian's attention, because she had only seen this intense dark green on Xie Yingzhou.

Ye Wujian turned his gaze to the dark green ball of light, and saw a young man wrapped in the ball of light. He was wearing a shabby but very clean robe, sitting on a few wooden boards, counting some with his head down. Copper coins, as if calculating how many days he can live decently with this money.

Suddenly, the boy suddenly raised his head, facing the void, his eyes collided with Ye Wujian.

Ye Wujian saw a pair of eyes exactly like Xie Yingzhou!

Opening his eyes suddenly, layers of cold sweat burst out of Ye Wujian's forehead. Although they were the eyes of Xie Yingzhou, they were eyes without any feelings for him, as if they were a god above nine heavens. There is no human emotion in the eyes that Ye Wujian is familiar with.

Will Xie Yingzhou's eyes become like this one day?Do you also look at yourself like this?

"What did you see?" Xie Yingzhou who knew her actions suddenly asked, her soft voice at this moment, like the flowing moonlight, made Ye Wujian's heart calm down a little.

"...Some things that shouldn't be seen." Ye Wujian did not say that he had discovered Yin Li's location by accident just now.

"No way, there are people out there doing some shady things at this late hour?"

Ye Wujian was amused by Xie Yingzhou's indecent words, she shook her head with a smile, and put aside the unnecessary worries in her mind just now.

After all, she and Xie Yingzhou had already decided that the latter would not change their minds, and they had to try no matter what.

As Li Jun said, go and poke a hole in the sky.

When the two of them arrived near the underground waterway where Qinyue Ghost Sting was located, they saw the corpses of Luo Cultists there. Among them were a few young men in gray clothes. Broken black tentacles, blood splattered everywhere, it seems that he was killed while fighting with the ghost sting.

As for the followers of Luojiao, Xie Yingzhou killed them.

Xie Yingzhou let go of Ye Wujian's hand, and with a flick of the hand, a narrow and straight long sword appeared in her hand. Without hesitation, she just stepped resolutely and walked straight into the entrance. entrance to the underground waterway.

Just walking over at a leisurely pace has given her enough time to think, and now that she has decided on something, Xie Yingzhou will not hesitate any longer.

As she walked, countless pale golden rays of light emerged from the dead people on the ground, following her footsteps, scrambling to her feet, as if they were afraid of being abandoned by the only god in the world who would take them in.

Ye Wujian watched Xie Yingzhou disappear into the underground waterway stepping on the back of countless pale golden lights, and instead of following in, he stood outside and placed countless stakes to monitor the immortal cultivators approaching here.

It's just that the smell of blood here was so strong that she couldn't bear it. She made another secret world for herself, and then stood at the entrance of the underground waterway, waiting for Xie Yingzhou to come out.

In front of Ye Wujian's eyes, there was a pile of corpses lying on the ground. They were bathed in moonlight, as quiet as stones.

Having been with Xie Yingzhou for a long time, Ye Wujian has also heard from her a lot about her modern society thousands of years ago, and occasionally she can say a few words that are new to her, but because she has never seen it before Ye Wujian still lacks the habit of connecting many things in that world.

Unlike Xie Yingzhou, if it was her, facing this scene, she would definitely come up with a fresh adjective: a scene like a horror movie.

Ye Wujian had heard Xie Yingzhou talk about horror movies, zombie movies and other things, but when she saw a boy in gray clothes who was already dead not far away from her, his bones creaked suddenly, and these new words still did not come from her. popped up in my mind.

The gray-clothed boy, whose body was damaged by the ghost sting, was showing a strange angle, and he stumbled to his feet. Ye Wujian only thought of a person and a spell.

Long willow chasing the wind, descending magic!

In Zhaorang City before, Chang Liu Zhuifeng also used the dead body of Yin Mian, and suddenly descended to prevent him from entering the underground temple to save Xie Yingzhou, and almost killed himself.

At that time, she had to completely destroy the opponent's body, which broke her spirit seance.

Now a gray-clothed boy who was supposed to die suddenly stood up, even with his back to the moonlight, he couldn't see the expression on his face, all Ye Wujian could think of was Chang Liu Zhufeng.

But after a while, she denied her own thoughts.

Because the aura of the gray-clothed boy in front of him is different from Changliu Zhufeng's aura, which is as cold as a glacier, but exactly the same as Xie Yingzhou's aura.

"If this appearance scares you, I apologize first." A clear and gentle voice sounded in this silent night, the boy in gray who had just stood up straight raised his head and showed a friendly smile to Ye Wujian.

It's just that his teeth and chin were covered with blood, and there was a big hole in his chest. A beam of moonlight shone through behind him, and some fine flesh and blood seemed to be glowing at the wound. The whole scene looked like an evil A rich oil painting.

"No." Ye Wujian's expression became serious, she looked at the strange gray-clothed boy, and she already guessed who was descending.

"I'm Yin Li, Yin Ya, Xie Yingzhou's older brother." Yin Li took a few steps in Ye Wujian's direction, and at the same time stretched out his hand. His steps were leisurely, and he didn't show any pressure, just Sparse and ordinary, like an ordinary person meeting for the first time.

Wu Jian, when we meet for the first time over there, it is more common to shake hands and say hello.

The words Xie Yingzhou once said naturally came to mind, Ye Wujian blinked, without hesitation and flinching, he also took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand to hold Yin Li's hand.

"Hello, I'm Ye Wujian." The hand was cold and dead silent, the two of them didn't stop, just shook it lightly, and then separated.

"I know, in my foreknowledge, you have appeared, and you are taken into consideration by her."

Yin Li used a somewhat weird description, but Ye Wujian didn't hear it, her thoughts were all on why Yin Li suddenly appeared in front of her?

"Why don't you stop me from meeting Yingzhou?"

"I interfered with my mother in this matter, preventing her from going to trouble you, heh..." Yin Li smiled lightly and shook her head, "Without you, she would be very lonely."

Ye Wujian heard the meaning of entrusting his sister in Yin Li's words, and was slightly moved, but still did not express anything.

"I would like to know, what is Yingzhou's duty? If it is to save the common people, I cannot agree with the way that the divine box will become a god."

"You mean plundering other people's aura?"

"Yes."

"In the eyes of the gods, immortal cultivators are not considered as members of the common people." Yin Li said something that everyone already knew but rarely discussed, "They are just a pile of firewood that provides energy for the gods. Burn it all to ashes, and the world will still work just fine."

"As for what you said about sister Xiaoya's duty, her duty is indeed to protect the common people, the common people we recognize."

"Those people who have no aura at all?" Ye Wujian frowned.

"Because mortals are too fragile, but that's why they are so lovable."

"Heh...Actually, I didn't come here to talk to you about this," Yin Li grinned again, "It's useless to say more, many things have already been decided."

"Yingzhou won't become a god." Ye Wujian saw that the figure of the gray-clothed boy standing opposite had already started to shake, as if the spirit-sentence spell was about to fail.

"I know what you think, but what you want to do is definitely more difficult than you imagined." Yin Li didn't care about Ye Wujian's thoughts. On this point, his views are surprisingly similar to Li Jun's, " What you want to fight against is not the Changliu family, not the Yin family, not us, what you want to fight against is the will of Lord Tianqi."

Ye Wujian nodded slightly, noncommittal.

"That's it. After seeing you with my own eyes, I am relieved a lot." Yin Li no longer looked at Ye Wujian, but looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and said softly, "Whether you believe it or not, our hearts are I am concerned about little sister Xiaoya, my father and I, just hope that she will not be too lonely in her irresistible destiny."

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"Thank you, Ye Wujian." Yin Li turned his head, his eyes sparkling, "As Xiaoya's brother, I offer you my deepest thanks."

Yin Li raised his hands above his head in cups, bowed his head and bowed deeply to Ye Wujian.

"...Okay." Ye Wujian was in a complicated mood, and he couldn't say a thousand words, but he could only nod solemnly.

And after the salute, the gray-clothed boy in front of him was as abrupt as he appeared, and when he left, he collapsed like dust, and all the other dead gray-clothed boys who were present were turned into ashes in an instant.

A gust of night wind blew by, and the ashes drifted away with the wind, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Ye Wujian knew that Yin Li was not only the elder brother of Xie Yingzhou, but also the elder brother of these gray-clothed teenagers, and that he came here at this time to bid farewell to his dead younger brothers and sisters.