After wearing the book, the sickly junior brother always plots against me

The person who loved her most in the world had gone.Since then, she has been alone...

That being the case, what is there to worry about?

What else is there to miss?

Meng Qingyan glanced at the small cluster of black flames rising in her hand, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was full of disdain. She knelt on her knees in front of the cold coffin, and a cluster of black flames also rose from her eyes.

"Father, it's my daughter who is unfilial."

She propped her hands on the cold ground, knocked her head heavily, and her eyes became even colder.

"Father, my daughter can't hold on anymore."

She glanced at the small black flame in the palm of her hand again, and the coldness at the corner of her mouth became a bit more serious, and her black sleeves were raised in the air.

It was time for a change, she thought.

All thoughts are lost, the heart dies like a lamp is extinguished, and the magic power is accomplished.

In fact, there is a secret book of magic skills hidden among them, but this magic skill is not easy to practice, and one mistake will become a sacrifice for this secret book, and the most important thing is to die.

This heart must not be shaken in the slightest, nor warmed in the slightest, it can only be as cold as tea when the light goes out.

Just like her at this moment, her eyes were full of black flames, and the color of her lips also deepened, becoming that monstrous black red black red.

"Is my father's death related to you?"

Meng Qingyan was wearing a long black dress, with her hands behind her back, and a gust of cold wind was blowing from behind her, and the leaves on the ground whirled in mid-air, and did not fall to the ground for a long time.

"I said, you can come at me for anything you want, you shouldn't...you shouldn't touch my father!"

"Lu Changyuan, do you think that I will always be bullied by you and let you step on me!"

The black air under Meng Qingyan's feet condensed into a long black sword in mid-air, pierced his chest heavily, turned into dense and sharp needles in his body, and pierced fiercely into his flesh and blood .

"Meng Qingyan, you...are you possessed?"

Lu Changyuan covered his heart, knelt on the ground with his legs, his eyes were full of disbelief...

This magic skill is difficult for ordinary people to cultivate, and if they are not careful, they will become sacrifices for the magic skill. How can she...

How to learn it with that frail body, she... Did she suffer a lot?

There was a hint of distress in Lu Changyuan's eyes. He had actually seen her in many ways, whether she was naive or charming, or that dejected and dejected look, but he had never seen her at this moment...

He was covered in black aura, with a stern face, and his eyes were full of ruthlessness and killing intent.

"If I don't enter the magic way, who will save me?"

"I have sunk in the sea of ​​misery, and no one has mercy."

Meng Qingyan slowly closed her eyes that were burning with black flames, her hands behind her back were clenched into fists, and she sneered: "I can't, let others slaughter me for the rest of my life."

"Lu Changyuan, you hurt me, I should get it back."

She walked forward step by step, looked down at him, and said lightly, "Lu Changyuan, what do I owe you?"

"Who have I failed?"

"In this world, I just want to live well..."

"Why do you have to force me?"

Step by step, the black gas under his feet condensed more densely, with an aura of claws and claws, ready to rush out to wreak havoc on life at any time.

Lu Changyuan put one hand on his lap, and the other hand was covering his heart vigorously, his pale lips trembling: "Qingyan, do you know..."

"We know that this will be counterattacked!"

"You know...you know you will lose your life!"

He never thought of...

It never occurred to him that Qing Yan would take such a risk and practice this magic skill secretly...

But this magic skill is not easy to practice or control, and one day it will be backlashed. In the end, it is nothing more than...

Nurturing demons with the body...

Meng Qingyan stared at him coldly, and raised her thin hand again. She looked at the black flame in her palm, and clenched her fist tightly again: "Lu Changyuan, are you caring about me?"

"How can a bitch like me deserve your care?"

"I, can't bear it!"

Just when the long sword in her hand was about to approach Lu Changyuan, men in black and white clothes with long swords suddenly appeared around her and surrounded her. All the cold long swords were pointed at her, with eyes It is a decisive killing.

The person in white is a disciple of Changxue Mountain, her brothers who grew up with her, but at this moment they are all pointing at her with long swords...

Who would have thought that there used to be laughter and laughter, but now they are pointing swords and swords, and the disgust in their eyes is self-evident.

And the one in black is also a disciple of Lu Jian Villa, and he also resolutely killed her.

It's just a little girl, why bother to make such a fuss?

"Junior Sister Meng, you...why are you willing to degenerate?"

"Master's teachings to you these years are ultimately...you let us down!"

"Since that's the case, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

These high-sounding words were uttered by her fellow apprentices, they were harder than rocks and colder than ice.

Meng Qingyan played with the small flame in her palm, the corners of her black and red lips rose slightly, there was only a cold silence in her eyes, and her tone was a little lazy: "Degenerate? Disappointed?"

"Was I not disappointed when you were aggressive with me?"

"Don't you guys know what kind of person Lu Changyuan is, but you guys still push me to his side!"

Meng Qingyan rolled up her sleeves again, pointed to the scar on her arm, and said in a cold voice, "Do you really think I'm made of iron?"

"What does it feel like to be slapped until dizzy?"

"What does it feel like to be kicked until you vomit blood?"

"It's like being choked and out of breath, you can't imagine it, how comfortable you are, I bought that!"

"Sentences of despicability, humiliation again and again, these, do any of you stand up for me?"

"Why should I suffer silently, why..."

The black flame in Meng Qingyan's hand directly knocked down their bodies, and the flame climbed up along the corners of their clothes, becoming more and more violent...

Burn their clothes, burn their flesh, burn them to death...

Meng Qingyan closed her eyes, bent her fingers slightly, and listened to the howling and panic in her ears with some enjoyment...

"You suck my blood and eat my flesh, but turn your back on me. It's really... chilling!"

"I can save you, but I can also kill you!"

But she didn't take Lu Changyuan's life right away, she wanted to take her time...

The icy chains shackled his limbs, and the scorching sun scorched his body. His consciousness gradually became unbearable, and his lips were dry and cracked: "Light smoke... Light smoke..."

Lu Changyuan didn't want to beg for mercy, his hands were hanging powerlessly on the side, but his eyes were still looking at her eagerly, and his pale lips forcefully pulled out those few words: "Qingyan...stop your hands..."

you will die...

will...will die miserably...