Rebirth: Sick Jiao Regent is a clinging spirit every day

In a dark room, only one candle flickered faintly.

"It's you!"

Mu Chengyan saw the person in front of him clearly, his face was quite shocked.

"Why, didn't you expect it to be me?"

Feng Moqing tied Mu Chengyan tightly to the pillar, while Xiao Tuanzi beside him was thrown into the cage.

Xiaotuanzi grabbed the cage unwillingly and wanted to get out, but the cage was too strong for him to grab.

"I have no grievances with you, why did you arrest me?"

Mu Chengyan was very calm, without any panic, he must have other purposes.That's why he didn't immediately take his own life.

Feng Moqing took out a sharp dagger from his cuff, pressed it against Mu Chengyan's deserted face, and roared ferociously, "Say...why do you have the same face as me? "

Moreover, he is happier than him, why, he is just a defective product!

How could it be better than him!

He has to be tortured by the patriarch every day, but Mu Chengyan can act like a baby in the arms of the person he loves most!

This is something he never thought of...

Mu Chengyan lowered his eyes, looking at the sharp tip of the knife, "Is it because of this? The appearance is not decided by me. If it is possible, I don't want this face either."

Because of this face, she was almost conferred the title of concubine...

Because of this face, everyone looked at him with the expression of a troubled woman.

Feng Moqing's dark eyes were filled with resentment and resentment!

"Since you don't want it, I'll destroy him for you, okay? My brother?"

The sharp dagger landed on Mu Chengyan's face, and if he got any closer, his skin would be torn apart!

"Woooooo!"

Xiaotuanzi grabbed the cage anxiously. He said that he must protect the beauty.

Suddenly, a red light appeared above the head, and a powerful force burst out, bursting the cage instantly!

Xiaotuanzi jumped up, bit the dagger in Feng Moqing's hand, stood on the table, and glared at him angrily.

"You little thing is still useful, much more useful than my "brother". "

Feng Moqing waved his bare hands, and a breath surrounded Xiao Tuanzi, trapping him firmly inside.

Let him go today, it will be of great use tomorrow, as soon as the sun breaks, he will send people to the altar.At that time, no one would know that the real sacrificer was his defective brother.

Mu Chengyan didn't know Feng Moqing's real purpose, and thought he was arrested because he was jealous of him.

The sky was getting bright quickly, and the east had already turned pale.

Feng Moqing stayed up all night, sitting beside Mu Chengyan, telling him about herself.

His eyes turned away from the window, the light had come in, it was time to act.

Elder Xianyang got up very early, but he always felt that something bad was going to happen today.

Today is the most important day for him, and he must become a fairy, so that he can live forever and live the same life as the world.

After so many years of preparation, just for today, there must be no accidents, he silently warned himself in his heart.

There were three stone statues placed on the huge sacrificial altar, namely today's emperor Qianyin, the supreme evil spirit Ye Junyan, and a small beast, which was extraordinarily petite next to the two of them.

Mu Chengyan was tied to the middle pillar, his hair was disheveled, and his white clothes were crumpled around his body.

Hmm... Mo Qing is doing things, he just rest assured, it's only morning, and everything has been done.

Mo Qing may not know yet that this formation will kill him, but since he was chosen by him, the fate is beyond his control!

"Mo Qing, don't worry, grandpa won't let anything happen to you."

Mu Chengyan shook his head, he... is not Feng Moqing, he is Mu Chengyan.

However, he had already been cursed for speaking, so he could only open his mouth, unable to speak a word.

Feng Moqing hid aside and watched quietly. Judging from this situation, the old man probably didn't realize that the person above was not him.

The plan has succeeded, and he can escape.

But...he wanted to see Mu Chengyan die with his own eyes!

Ashes!

Everyone has arrived, but Elder Qingfeng is missing.

"Elder Qingfeng, where did you go?"

"Subordinates don't know."

"I don't know?"

"The other elders, protect me!"

A few white-haired old men surrounded the entire altar, forming a five-element and eight-diagram array.

A golden light shot up into the sky, and the altar was completely sealed.

Xiaotuanzi finally broke through Feng Moqing's barrier, and flew towards Mu Chengyan, was bounced by an invisible force, and landed in the nearby garden.

Elder Xianyang sat next to Mu Chengyan, clasped his hands together, and a blue air flow directly condensed on his palms, hitting Mu Chengyan!

The surrounding stone statues continuously absorb the energy from Mu Chengyan's body.

The soul... seemed to be sucked out, Mu Chengyan desperately pulled his soul, his heart seemed to be crushed by a big hand, the pain caused him to have difficulty breathing.

Elder Xianyang was a little surprised, even at this time, the soul has not been taken away yet?

With another effort in his hands, Mu Chengyan's mind trembled slightly, and he lost consciousness for a moment.Afterwards, the soul returned to him again...

"what happened?"

Why can't he take away Feng Moqing's soul sacrifice?

Feng Moqing, who was silently observing from the side, was also somewhat different. Could it be that he guessed wrong, this formation will not kill people?

"Hallmaster! No...he's not Feng Moqing, please put him down quickly."

Elder Qingfeng flew with his sword and rushed over quickly. Before the person arrived, the voice had already arrived.

But once Elder Xianyang made a move, how could he stop easily, and if he made a move again, he would definitely force out the soul in Mu Chengyan's body.

A black breath entwined Mu Chengyan's spirit, wrapping him tightly, no one could move him at all.

"Ah Xun...is that you?"

This breath is so familiar, it must be Ah Xun, even if he is not by his side, he will protect him.

Elder Xianyang's eyes widened sharply.

How is it possible, how can there be magic energy in him...

He has always asked Feng Mo to practice the purest kung fu, so why is there miscellaneous energy in his body?

Could it be... broken body!

That's why he was infected with miscellaneous qi!

Elder Xianyang's face was as gloomy as water, and he had no sense of shame, but at such a time, he dropped the chain.

"Hall Master...you have misunderstood the person, he is really not Feng Moqing! He is Ah Yan..."

Ah Yan...

Elder Xianyang suddenly felt that the name was familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but it was too far away, and he had already forgotten it.

Xianyang was about to attack again, Elder Qingfeng had a secret idea, and immediately launched an attack on the Eight Diagrams Formation, he must not let him hurt Ah Yan!

But the Qiankun gossip formation formed by the eight elders is not so easy to deal with, it is so airtight that even a fly cannot get in.

"Elder Qingfeng, you are so confused, do you want to be an enemy of our palace master?"

The attack formed by the eight elders together, Elder Qingfeng couldn't stop it at all, half kneeling on the ground, a smear of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

"He... is not Feng Moqing, Palace Master, he is a defective product that was abandoned by you more than 20 years ago, Feng Qingyan!"

Elder Xianyang's pupils tightened suddenly, the movement of his hands had stopped, he turned around and asked, "He's not dead!"

"Yes...he didn't die. I gave him to someone else at the beginning. It was a defective product and he was not qualified to sacrifice. This is what the palace master said..."

Elder Qingfeng was half kneeling on the ground, dying, his gray beard turned blood red.

"Where's Feng Moqing?"

Elder Xianyang's face was grim, he was actually deceived!

"I don't know... Maybe I knew the truth about the sacrifice, so... I escaped here in advance."

"Okay, Feng Moqing...the original idea came up. It seems that after so many years, the master of this hall has not taught Baijiao, so he has become smarter."

Elder Xianyang sneered, but now that the sacrifice is over, it's too late to find Feng Moqing, so use this defective product first!

Although there are some flaws in character and a broken body, it is not impossible to give it a try.

Just as Mu Chengyan came back to his senses, another strong shock wave hit his body, and his chest felt tight...

It hurts... the soul in the body is being forcibly pulled away.

Mu Chengyan struggled slightly, unable to exert any strength in his whole body, his whole body was fixed in mid-air.

Elder Xianyang first used his own power to suppress a black devil energy on Mu Chengyan's body, and then used the soul-calling technique.

His mind was blank, and Mu Chengyan felt that his soul was being forcibly taken away. He resisted with all his might, and the two forces couldn't stop arguing.

Ah Xun... He hasn't met Ah Xun yet, he hasn't said those three words to him, he can't die yet.

Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, Mu Chengyan was so shocked that he lost any strength, his soul tightened, and he was forcibly summoned by Elder Xianyang!

"elder brother!"

A furious voice sounded, and then the Qiankun gossip array suddenly trembled, a hole was opened from above, and it shattered like a spider's web.

The eight elders were all backlashed, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, they fell to the ground. This kind of formation uses their true vitality.

The moment Mu Chengyan fell down, he was caught in the arms of the man, holding him in his arms like a treasure.

"elder brother……"

Jun Qingyu's heart throbbed, and she gently touched Mu Chengyan's pale face.

But Mu Chengyan seemed to be asleep, lying in Jun Qingyu's arms, motionless.

Elder Xianyang was refining Mu Chengyan's soul, but he never expected that someone would break in.

Who the hell is it, and with one move, he breaks his grand array of gossip!

Looking at Mu Chengyan's miserable appearance, Jun Qingyu's eyes turned red, like an angry beast.

Raising the long sword, the sharp sword energy slashed at Elder Xianyang in the middle.

"Give me back my brother!"

Elder Xianyang wanted to escape, but it was too late, so he could only resist with his own weapon.

The two powerful forces collided, and suddenly the dust on the ground was stirred up. The surrounding trees were broken in half, and people with low cultivation bases, like kites, flew upside down, and they were blown to nowhere!

Elder Xianyang turned pale with shock. There is such a young and advanced person in this world.

How could she still faintly overwhelm him!

Jun Qingyu held Mu Chengyan, who was lifeless in his arms, with one hand, and the long sword in the other hand went towards Elder Xianyang in a disorderly manner.

kill!

There is only one word in his mind, kill!

Kill everyone here, kill everyone who hurt his brother!

This kind of extremely crazy person, his ability has been stimulated to the maximum, the elder Xianyang was beaten and retreated steadily, and the eight elders were injured again, unable to help.

Feng Moqing saw clearly from the side, he is dead... his soul has been taken away, he must die.

From now on, he will be unique in this world.

Jun Qingyu exudes a dark aura all over his body, like a devil crawling out of the [-]th floor of hell. He has no sense at all, and his dark red eyes are bloodthirsty and terrifying...

All the people in Xianyang Palace were dispatched one after another. Thousands of disciples were not beaten face to face, but were smashed to pieces by Jun Qingyu's blow, not even leaving their bodies.

Only then did Elder Xianyang realize what kind of person he had offended.

There was too much movement in Xianyang Hall, and many people from Ghost Yin Hall rushed over. After all, although the two halls are hostile, they are also friends.

Guiyin recognized Jun Qingyu in mid-air at a glance, why did he come to this place?

Now that the nine kingdoms are in dispute, shouldn't he stay in the Great Song Dynasty?

Seeing the embarrassed Xianyang beside him, the corner of his mouth curled into a faint smile.

"Elder Xianyang, what's the matter?"

"Guiyin, you... don't be complacent, kill him quickly. Otherwise... none of our guilds will survive."

Guiyin had long wanted to fight the legendary first genius of Kyushu, but he didn't expect to have this opportunity this time, of course he couldn't let it go!

With light toes, he stood up in the air, and he was dressed in a red robe, fluttering in the wind.

"roll!"

Jun Qingyu raised his hand and waved away the people around him, sealed his throat with a sword, and everyone fell to the ground like a goddess scattering flowers.

Instead of ignoring him, Guiyin applauded, with a sneer on Xiemei's face.

"As expected of the little prince, he is amazing."

Jun Qingyu sensed that someone was coming up again, and greeted him with a sword!

Guiyin summoned his weapon, and the two of them flashed quickly in mid-air.

Seeing the situation above, Elder Xianyang began to secretly refine Mu Chengyan's soul below. As long as he is integrated into the statue, the heavens will definitely see his prayers.

The Emperor of Heaven... will definitely help him ascend.

There was a loud "touch", and Guiyin fell down before Jun Qingyu had survived five moves.

He stood up with difficulty, his bright red robe, he couldn't tell whether it was blood or the color of his clothes.

"Crazy...Elder Xianyang, he is already crazy, you can deal with it slowly, the deity will leave first."

This is a lunatic at all, his whole body is out of breath, his moves are out of order, and he probably won't live long.

"Ghost Yin... don't you want to run away by yourself?"

"The deity will not accompany you. You provoked this matter yourself. Solve it yourself."

Guiyin left a word and was just about to leave.Suddenly, a sword fell from the sky and pierced straight through behind him!

"Want to leave? No one here wants to leave." Jun Qingyu had a sickly gloomy look in his eyes.

Let's all stay and be buried with my brother. Don't even think about leaving alive. After everything is done, he will go to hell to find his brother and make amends for him.

(っ﹏-).?o poor second son;

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