Fans of thousands of people respect him for cultivating the ruthless way

But now, this good news is not enough to make him happy.

Feng Mosheng didn't say anything, Wen Yan just nodded lightly, dazed, his mind was full of why the other party would suddenly come to ask him for "Xuan Qing Zhen Jue".

Just after dawn, the lady holding flowers walked in with a group of male servants.

The person on the bed shrank sideways, his palm-sized face was pale, and the gauze white coat was stained with blood, lying there like a dying animal.

There was a faint smell of blood in the hall.

Mrs. Nianhua stood at the door, covering her nose and mouth with a handkerchief, refusing to go any further, and asked the male waiter beside her, "Did the begonia jade be stuffed in yesterday?"

Looking at this posture, a lot of blood was shed.

But it's nothing surprising, all the concubines came here, the size of the jade was creepy to her, not to mention it was smeared with poison.

The male waiter responded with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes, "Yes, it has been opened after taking a bath with incense yesterday."

Mrs. Nianhua didn't doubt that he was there, so she shook the handkerchief impatiently, "It's a little early, but let's do this first, put on the clothes for him, and pull them out to worship!"

After finishing speaking, I was too lazy to take another look.

She suddenly got the news last night that Wei Biji actually wanted to make this person the devil's queen, which made her very puzzled.

What qualifications does an ordinary human monk have to be a queen?

But she is not stupid either. After being with Wei Biji for so long, she knows that the other party is useless and can't bear the early nature. After setting up this human being as a demon, she definitely doesn't want to be as simple as it seems on the surface, and must have other purposes.

Do as the other party tells her to do.

A group of male servants got the order and immediately rushed to dress him up.

Feng Mosheng, who had lost his mana, didn't even have the physical strength of a mortal after going through a lot of tossing. When others tidied his clothes for him, he had to accumulate the strength to lift his arms for a while.

It's obviously a man, but the wedding dress is a woman's, with phoenix embroidered on the light gauze, so lifelike as if she was real.

The begonia jade in his body caused him to suffer every step he took, but he still gritted his teeth and stood up.

The dream last night reminded him of Xie Jiuqing's miserable situation when he was a child. If his father didn't love his uncle, why didn't he himself?

This kind of sadness they are interlinked.

He thought about it all night, and he still felt a little guilty towards Xie Jiuqing.

He shouldn't have poured cold water on Feng Lange when he was seriously ill, and he shouldn't have made such chilling actions when he was duel with Shang Zhen's head.

Now he is doing his best to give the hero one last chance, and by the way, ask him why he wants "Xuan Qing Zhen Jue", and if he can help, he will choose to leave this world after the system repair progress is completed.

No matter what, the male protagonist has saved him several times, and what he did should be repaying the other party's kindness.

The rabbit doesn't dare to pay any attention now, it is afraid that a mistake will trap the owner forever.

The post-sealing ceremony held by Wei Biji looked extravagant, but it was actually very low-key. Only a few guardians and trusted people who sat down came, as if it was held for his own people.

That's exactly what happened.

Xie Jiuqing, who had never appeared on such occasions, appeared right in front of the team for the first time.

The boy is no longer the chopping meat that was used as a container of insidious poison to treat the concubine's illness.

Standing in the cold wind, he was dressed in black clothes, his facial features were very aggressive, his expression was indifferent, and the fierce light occasionally revealed by those beautiful phoenix eyes seemed to have the power of thousands of horses, which invisibly gave people a heavy sense of oppression.

It has to be said that although Xie Jiuqing is the least favored of Wei Biji's many descendants, he is also the one who resembles him the most.

His presence made everyone start to murmur.

Does this mean that he is finally being recognized by the Demon Lord?

If this is the case, it is not enough to convince the public. After all, what this kid has learned is the righteous way, and he has been in the righteous way for so many years, and he has already become a half-righteous person.

When Feng Mosheng came out, his legs were trembling, if it wasn't for the support from the male waiter, he would fall to his knees at any moment.

Wei Biji looked at the visitor with a smile on his face.

The worship ceremony of the Demon Dao is very simple, recruit a disciple who thinks the Demon Race is the most outstanding, worship the Demon God three times and kowtow nine times, and then two newcomers bow down to complete.

It was Xie Jiuqing who took the stage.

A black robe was blown by the wind, and he entered the altar formation under the surprised eyes of everyone, and knelt in the center of the golem with an indifferent expression and worshiped three times.

Wei Biji pointed at Feng Mo's voice, "He used to be your master, but from now on he will be your father's queen. You should fulfill your duty as a filial son, and be respectful as your father's queen when you see everyone!"

As he spoke, he observed the expression on Xie Jiuqing's face.

But the other party's performance disappointed him, there was nothing else on that face except the usual indifference.

Xie Jiuqing took a step forward as he said, saluted Feng Mo's voice respectfully, and called out, "My queen."

There was no expression on Feng Mosheng's face, the begonia jade made him hurt, his palm-sized face looked haggard, he simply lowered his eyes, not wanting to look at anyone, his weak appearance seemed to be about to collapse at any time.

No flaws can be seen from these two people.

Wei Biji rolled his fox eyes again and again, seemingly unintentionally, "I see that your cultivation has been stuck in the Incarnation Dzogchen for quite a while, and this ten thousand magic circle is of great help to your cultivation. You can stay a little longer."

Xie Jiuqing still had no expression on his face, and stepped aside in response with lowered eyes.

When it was Feng Mo's turn, he almost staggered to the center of the altar.

Today, he has completely become a joke. As a man, he wears women's clothing and marries the villain in the book as the queen.

At this moment, he was extremely angry, and determined to take revenge on all those who had assassinated him, but now he was more confused.

He admits that he is a novice emotionally, and he also admits that in a state where his five senses cannot be adjusted, he, a staff member who penetrated into the book, became interested in a man. He fell in love with an NPC, and felt uncomfortable with the sudden change of attitude of the other party. Sorry, unwilling, sad.

From the edge of the magic circle to the center of the altar, it looks close at hand, but it is very difficult to walk.

Feng Mosheng managed to stand in front of the other party. The other party lowered his eyes and never looked at him. Just when the two of them were about to pass each other, he clasped his hands tightly to the Wan Mo Pestle, and slammed into the belly of the person in front of him. stabbed in.

Eye sockets are warm.

In the dream, Xie Jiuqing also stabbed the dagger into his lower abdomen fiercely, retaliation for retaliation.

Even though he clearly knew that this was a plot, his heart was still filled with pain.

This was something Xie Jiuqing hadn't expected.

For the first time, shock and astonishment appeared in the normally calm eyes, followed by anger, and the moistness flashed by, but soon faded away.

Wei Biji laughed loudly, "Well done! As expected of the cold-faced and cold-hearted Fuhua Immortal Venerable, it turns out that those who achieve great things don't care about small things!"

These two people really think that he is a fool and can't see the whole story?

I'm afraid they have hooked up already in the forbidden area!

According to his investigation, there has been a "teacher-student relationship" between the two in Guiyimen, and everyone knows that Feng Mosheng is interested in his son!

He deliberately didn't show up these two days, and imprisoned Feng Mosheng in the bedroom, but he never expected to lure him out.

The incident of the head of Shangzhen made him suddenly realize that Xie Jiuqing's cultivation base was not as low as it appeared on the surface. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Feng Mosheng was very nervous when he saw Xie Jiuqing being tied up, and then he did not know what to think of and gradually relaxed. .

This hole card is likely to be that Shangzhen's cultivation level can't hurt the opponent at all.

Above the God Transformation is the Void Refining......

Regardless of whether there is adultery between Feng Mosheng and Xie Jiuqing, Xie Jiuqing must die. He will never allow anyone who can threaten him to exist around him. If he wants to live, thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, tens of thousands of years Be the ruler of magic!

After Xie Jiuqing suffered such a blow, even though he had the cultivation base of Fit Dzogchen, he suddenly felt a burst of powerlessness and sat on the ground paralyzed.

The blood gurgling from the wound stained the black clothes on his body, but it was too dark to be seen.

I don't know if it was because of fear or too much distress, Feng Mosheng knelt down in front of him in this posture, tears streaming out desperately.

Wei Biji was extremely satisfied when he saw Xie Jiuqing's face gradually losing color, "I see that the person is still doing well, Fuhua Immortal Venerable should make up for it again."

The Wanmo Pestle is an ancient sacred weapon, and the medicine stone in it will not heal if you are distracted.

Feng Mosheng pulled out the Ten Thousand Demon Pestle with trembling hands, and stabbed again with his eyes closed.

With a "puchi", warm blood splashed all over his face, and he didn't have the courage to look up at the other party.

At this time, Xie Jiuqing had escaped from the many complicated emotions before, and his delicate and flamboyant face became sullen. First, he pulled out a weird smile, and then randomly turned into a loud laugh. The smile was quite heart-piercing. desolation.

The sky and the earth changed color, the gust of wind picked up, flying sand and rocks, and all the demonic disciples under the altar looked around in fear for not knowing what happened.

Even the confident Wei Biji's face turned serious.

It stands to reason that the person who was injured twice by the magic pestle should not be able to stand up.

But Xie Jiu cleared up and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and seemed unaffected at all. The Demon Summoning Sword let out a huge mournful sound, followed by Qiongqi's roar. It was inlaid with magic crystals and it was already very human, and it felt the grief and anger of its master. The state of mind immediately mobilizes energy and enters the fighting state.

Its owner's eyes were red, and his whole body was full of demonic energy, "Since no one in the world can tolerate me, then I will slaughter everyone in the world!"

The coercion of the Dzogchen in the fusion period is like a million catties of iron and stone weighing heavily on a person.

The disciples with low cultivation had exploded to death on the spot.

Only those old guys were still spitting blood and struggling to support, Wei Biji's face was pale and his heart was flustered.

He knew that the opponent's cultivation base was not low, but he didn't expect it to be so high.

Xie Jiuqing didn't seem to intend to hurt Feng Mosheng. Under such coercion, Feng Mosheng could still bear the pain all over his body and crawl to his feet, choking with difficulty, "Xiao Jiu, don't kill people..."

When the demonic energy leaks out, the killing ring may fall into the demonic world, and the consequences of being insane are unimaginable.

"A teacher can explain...can explain...."

Xie Jiuqing did stop for a moment, just for a moment, then stepped on that hand and passed.

There was a crisp clicking sound in my ear.

Feng Mosheng knew that it was the sound of his own hand bones breaking.