Wearing a book, the paranoid devil is crying in my arms

It's okay if you don't talk about it, it's annoying to talk about it, especially Xie Luoliang doesn't want to hear such things.

He glanced at Luo Yunyan coldly, "Call the sixth, the eighth, and the ninth back immediately!"

Hearing this, Luo Yunyan's lazy expression disappeared, and he sat on the side in silence.

So brothers and sisters haven't had a proper gathering for decades, and this time it is also a good thing that we can have a good gathering because of this incident.

"As for it, this matter is still such a big deal, if the sixth guy knows about it, don't dislike me."

Lin Jingzhan pouted, not feeling that he had done anything wrong.

What kind of a good person can that Demon Race person be? Killing him is just killing harm for the people. No matter what he does, it seems that he has done something wrong.

Xie Luoliang didn't speak, but glanced at Shen Wenxi, and the other party immediately understood the matter.

Turning around and leaving the conference hall, the sound transmission formation of the brothers and sisters has not been activated for many years.

Luo Yunyan fiddled with her hair absently, not knowing what she was thinking.

After sitting there and waiting for a while, until Shen Wenxi came back, Xie Luoliang asked a few words.

Those younger brothers and sisters also replied that they would come back as soon as possible.

Luo Yunyan stirred her hair, glanced at Shen Wenxi, hesitated for a while before speaking.

"When will Junior Sister Jiu come back?"

Shen Wenxi turned to look at Luo Yunyan, and naturally guessed that Luo Yunyan had a very good relationship with Ninth Junior Sister Yuan Weihe.

Since the two had a quarrel 30 years ago, Luo Yunyan retreated, and Yuan Weihe also left Yun Qingzong in a fit of anger to go wandering.

This is something that everyone knows, he hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"It will take some time."

Luo Yunyan hummed absently, and didn't speak again after that.

How to solve this matter will always have to wait for many brothers to come back first.

Ye Ling didn't intend to give them a chance, and directly let the demons attack the cultivation sect.

This happened so suddenly that many sects of cultivation did not have time to react.

Jun Qinghan was locked up and didn't know anything about the outside world at all. In this place for the past few days, Qi Zexi was clamoring to eat and sleep with him;

He rejected the child, so he sat at the door aggrieved all night, but he had no choice but to let him come in and sleep together.

I don't know what's going on outside, and my heart is always flustered.

Ye Ling didn't want to do something about Lin Jingzhan, but just used it to make use of it, and wanted to use Lin Jingzhan's incident to fight back.

That night, when Jun Qinghan opened the door, he saw Qi Zexi already lying on the bed, lying in the inner room very obediently.

Seeing Jun Qinghan coming in, his eyes sparkled.

"Master, rest early."

He smiled and patted the position next to him, Jun Qinghan didn't mind, and lay directly beside him.

Jun Qinghan didn't sleep well that night, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, he felt that the world was spinning in front of him.

The shouts continued, and he could clearly see that his body was moving, and it was difficult to walk step by step.

Every step was like stepping on the apex of someone else's heart, he couldn't control his body, wherever he looked.

Corpses were strewn all over the field, and blood flowed like rivers. His white brocade boots stepped on the blood all over the ground. In this mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, his white clothes were very eye-catching.

And outside the Tianmen is a man dressed in black. Seeing Jun Qinghan's appearance, his eyes gradually brightened.

With longing like vicissitudes of life, he came towards him step by step.

He walked resolutely step by step, but he just took a step forward and an arrow suddenly shot through his shoulder.

Even so, his footsteps never stopped, and his voice trembled slightly, cautiously.

"Cold..."

Looking at Qi Zexi's face, Jun Qinghan still felt dazed. The person in front of him was full of the domineering aura of a superior, as well as a bloodthirsty arrogance.

Obviously he was full of violence just a second ago, but now he has let go of all his arrogance, leaving only a cautious temptation.

Jun Qinghan's footsteps stopped, the two were separated by ten steps, and he heard his own cold voice.

"The devil is so persecuted, what exactly does he want!"

Hearing this icy voice, the other party froze in place, his footsteps were so stiff that he couldn't move even a single step. There was blood on his hands, so he wiped it carefully with his robe.

"I didn't, I just wanted to see you."

He was at a loss, like a child who made a mistake, and looked at him carefully.

"See me, huh. Launching the Three Realms War? I can't bear this kind of meeting!"

It was as if there was a sharp sword in the words, bit by bit lingering at his heart.

"300 years of imprisonment, does the Demon Lord think it's not enough?"

"I do not have……"

He took a step forward carefully, and the next moment Jun Qinghan saw a long sword hanging in front of him, he raised his hand to hold it, and pointed it straight at the person in front of him.

"No? Do you know that I am thinking of killing you all the time! See me? Are you worthy?"

"I……"

He looked like a child who had done something wrong, he lowered his head slightly, but kept walking until the long sword pressed against his abdomen.

Jun Qinghan wanted to draw the long sword back, but his body didn't listen to him at all, and his hand holding the long sword remained motionless.

The other party didn't back down at all, and came towards him step by step facing the tip of the sword. The sound of the sword piercing the flesh was very clear.

He didn't retreat at all until the sword passed through his body, and he didn't stop until he embraced him.

"I haven't seen you for 130 years and 71 days, don't move, I just hug you, you can kill or cut as you like."

Jun Qinghan froze in place, and could even clearly feel the longing and humbleness in the other party's words.

In response to the other party, he raised his hand and slammed the person back suddenly, without mercy at all.

"You think I won't kill you?"

His white clothes were stained red with blood and he didn't stop, and he pulled the long sword out of his body fiercely.

Blood was still dripping from the blade of the sword, and seeing this, the other party smiled miserably.

"Sorry for dirtying your sword."

Jun Qinghan suddenly felt a suffocating pain in his heart, especially when facing Qi Zexi's face.

"If you want to kill me, it's up to you."

The gods and demons were at war, and the soldiers were overwhelming, but no one dared to move, and everyone's eyes fell on the one white and one black figure.

Jun Qinghan suddenly raised his hand and saw that the long sword was about to pierce his heart, but he couldn't stop his body.

Finally, the tip of the sword stopped suddenly at his heart.

"I won't kill you. You want to see me. If I die, you won't be able to see me in this life."

He threw away the long sword and raised his hand to make a seal. His hands were extremely fast, and he realized that he didn't care about his injured body.

Immediately stood up and came to him, "No, don't..."

At that moment, it seemed that a huge fear enveloped him, fear, despair, sadness...

His grief-stricken voice gradually faded away, and finally he could only see his running figure.