Picking up soap in a harmonious world

Lu Qing smiled at me and said, "You happen to be its thousandth sacrifice."

I felt that my face was already stiff, and I couldn't even make a mocking "hehe" expression smoothly.

Lu Qing's hand that was put into the black mist had completely melted into bones, not even a trace of flesh remained.

He withdrew his hand, put his fingers in front of his eyes, and looked over and over again as if appreciating.

I don't know what spell he cast again, but after a while, the hand returned to its original state.

I couldn't hold back any longer, and told the other party the truth that I was not a master of Jindan period, but just a fake qi training period wastewood.

"Oh? If you are not at the Golden Core Stage or above, how can you escape in Yaoyue Lake?" Although Lu Qing was still smiling, his eyes were full of disbelief.

I pretended to be unbelievable, and replied in a very surprised tone: "How do I know this? I want to ask Sect Master Lu how he judged Yaoyue Lake."

Lu Qing seemed to have expected that I would say this a long time ago, and replied calmly: "Really? Then why did you remain unscathed when I fought with that fellow Daoist Han? I released it at that time." Divine consciousness, I'm testing you, if you didn't have a cultivation level above the Jindan stage, I'm afraid you would have died on the spot!"

Nima? !

When did this happen, why didn't I feel anything at all? !

I just remember that when these two people were fighting, I did feel pressure, and I did use my mental strength to resist, but... I was really very careful. Basically, except for those fatal attacks, the rest of me They all carried it down abruptly, but who knows that they were still tricked.

Even I have always used this as a way out, thinking that with this huge spiritual power, I can fight back violently when life and death are at stake, and finally turn things around, subdue Lu Qing, and force and threaten him to tell the whereabouts of the treasure by the way.

Now it seems that the specific whereabouts of the treasure have been revealed. Needless to say, it must be the passion furnace where thousands of resentful spirits gathered.

But the tragedy is that I am not one star and a half away from the ending I expected.

I was sore for a long time before I forced my mouth to say: "Since the master is so cunning, why do you have to act like this? If I don't want to bear the price for him, then the master will be in vain."

"It turns out that my efforts were not in vain."

"Didn't head Lu once say that there is reincarnation in the way of heaven, and everything has a cause? Could it be that the hundreds of thousands of lives in this furnace are the ones you said must pay the price?"

"That's right, some of these people are strong and bully the weak, some hide evil intentions, some are greedy, some bully teachers and destroy ancestors, and staying in this world is also a disaster, so it's better to fulfill me."

Fuck!Do you really think you are the savior?

I think you are the biggest culprit!

This man is hopeless!

I also laughed together, but I was angry, "Then I would like to ask Master Lu, am I bullying the weak, hiding evil intentions, or doing all kinds of evil?"

Lu Qing looked at me, and the smile on his face grew stronger. After a while, he slowly uttered two words: "All of them."

I widened my eyes, and was about to turn on the mouth cannon mode to spray this nonsense social scum to death, when I suddenly remembered that my body was indeed worthy of death, so I had no choice but to remain silent.

"It's almost time. Get ready to go in." After finishing speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the cauldron. After a flash of white light, the half-person-high cauldron opened the lid automatically. The unbearable black mist suddenly swarmed towards me.

I reacted quickly while releasing my mental strength to resist, and ran towards the exit while pulling my legs.

"Didn't you say that you would pay the price for him? Why did you regret it when things came to an end? Do you know that you can buy any rare medicine in this world, except this regret medicine!"

As soon as Lu Qing finished speaking, the exit that was close at hand disappeared in a blink of an eye. The wall was as smooth as a mirror, and it seemed that there had never been such a crack.

The sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves was getting closer and closer. At the same time, I even felt several people lying on my ears and blowing air.

I closed my eyes in desperation, concentrated all my energy, and channeled the vast ocean-like power in the Shenfu to my limbs and bones.

Regardless of the forced output of physical hardware facilities, I quickly felt pain. I was horrified to find that my limbs could not bear the expansion of mental strength, and my bones were squeezed by the huge pressure. to varying degrees of compression.

Oops!Failed!

The price of forcibly using power that does not belong to you is backlash!With a body at the sixth level of qi training to absorb the mental power far surpassing that of Nascent Soul, one can imagine how likely this backlash is.

My body was unable to move due to the backlash of my mental strength, and I could only watch helplessly as Lu Qing lifted "I" and violently stuffed it into the burner.

As the furnace lid fell, my field of vision was completely dark.

"...Save me...Save me..."

"...It's so hot...Let me out...Let me out..."

"Please let me out..."

"..."

Endless howls came from my ears, women's cries, men's screams, reverberating in this cramped space, the sounds pierced my ears, endlessly until death.

For the first time in my life, I felt hopeless. I was so overwhelmed by overwhelming fear that I couldn't even complete such a simple action as covering my ears.

The body is broken, the body is scorching flames, and the surroundings are crying and crying. The soul is wandering in a foreign land, unable to speak, and unable to leave.

Who will tell me, is this a purgatory on earth?

Until the penetration of the first ray of light, I was still in a state of numbness.

Even so, this light is something I desperately desire right now.

This shows that I have returned to the world, not purgatory.

Even a shadow cast over the top of the head can't cover the longing for life in the bottom of my heart.

I was surprised that I was able to see Lu Qing again alive.

But Lu Qing was obviously more surprised than me.

"Impossible?! You're still...alive?!" Lu Qing looked in disbelief, he stretched out his hand and pulled me out, looking at me non-stop.

Afterwards, his expression gradually calmed down, and he returned to his original appearance, cold, false, and lifeless.

"Everything is decided by God, I can't force your life, you go back!" He looked at me with indifferent eyes.

His light words let me go, just as easily as the sentence "There is no medicine for regret", whether it is "Heaven reincarnation, you must pay the price" or "Everything is determined by God, you can't force it" He said The final decision.

Talk about reincarnation of cause and effect, talk about doing justice for the sky?

The life or death of a person depends entirely on his one thought.

How can this person be a cultivator?It's clear that he can't even be called a human being.

The only difference is that beasts will not kill people under the pretext of "the Way of Heaven".

"You were seriously injured, I asked someone to take you back, but... now it's getting late, and the Taoist boys have all gone to bed..." He frowned, and there seemed to be real worry in his eyes.

But I didn't have any jokes anymore, I just looked back at him coldly.

"How about staying overnight in Yuehua Palace?"

I clenched my fists and reminded myself not to be willful, but my reason still couldn't withstand the strong impact of emotion, and I couldn't hold back a good word.

Lu Qing saw that I showed hatred, but he still didn't take it seriously as usual, "Fellow Daoist Han is also in Yuehua Palace, if you plan to go back to Dongfu to meet him, you don't have to."

"You and Fellow Daoist Han have a close relationship and share the same room—"

I couldn't be bothered to listen to him anymore, so I simply interrupted directly: "Please send me to Master Lu."

Lu Qing saw that I showed hatred, but he still didn't take it seriously as usual, and said to himself: "Fellow Daoist Han is also in Yuehua Palace, if you plan to go back to Dongfu to meet him, then you don't need to."

"You and Fellow Daoist Han have a close relationship and share the same room—"

I couldn't be bothered to listen to him anymore, so I simply interrupted directly: "Please send me to Master Lu."

After Lu Qing took me away from Yaoyue Pool, he left alone.

It was indeed getting late, the night had already fallen, and the beautiful illusion of fairy mist in the daytime no longer reappeared, but the shadows of trees with teeth and claws all around added a bit of ghostly atmosphere.

Relying on the memory of the day, I limped back to Yuehua Palace with my bruised body.

The blood stains left on the ground during the day had been cleaned up. Candles were brightly lit in the main hall carved from white jade. I walked around the front hall and quietly walked into the guest room in the back hall.

The room was dark, forming two worlds with the bright hall outside the hall.

The furnishings in the room are extremely simple, and the black shadow protruding from the bed is particularly eye-catching, which made it easy for me to find the target.

Today's torture made me completely lose my patience, and I also lost the desire to make jokes while suffering. Naturally, I won't yell like Mr. Han as usual, and it is even more impossible to call him a small chip.

Even, I don't want to say a word at the moment.

I stood by the bed blankly and stared at him for a while.

In fact, except for the sporadic light coming through the crack of the door, the room was pitch black, and I couldn't even see his appearance clearly, let alone whether he was asleep or awake at this time.

My body has already reached its limit, and the pain is constantly increasing. I clearly know that I have to find a bed or a stool or something to lie down and rest, but I don’t know why, but I just stand here and feel stupid.

In fact, I don't know what stupidity I'm doing.

I always feel that when something bad happens, I have to talk to someone.

When I was unhappy when I was a child, I liked to talk to my father. Whenever I was told by the other party that a man should be broad-minded, my depressed mood would always be replaced by an inexplicable sense of pride.

Later, when my father was gone, I liked to talk to my mother. Whenever I was comforted by the other party's gentle words, I could feel that no matter how difficult the difficulties ahead were, I could grit my teeth and stand up.

However, later, the mother remarried.

I also gradually realized that I was different-like the same sex.

This is undoubtedly a very painful realization, but at that time no one said to me, "A man should be broad-minded and informal." He would not take the initiative to ask for that gentle voice that said, "A real man must face difficulties." Go ahead!"

Until I went to school in another place, I met Shao Bing.

Whenever I'm in a bad mood, I like to go to the barbecue stand with this guy to drink, eat skewers, and spray the enemies of class struggle to pieces.

But later, I fell in love with Lin Ye, and I could no longer share many thoughts with Shaobing.

Later, the matter between me and Lin Ye was revealed to the public in a particularly humiliating way.

Break up, write a review, and move the dormitory.

Then, renting a house, working, eating, and going to school alone, all my joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys are only known by that broken computer.

Then, I crossed over.

Dusty memories flashed through my mind one scene after another like a fleeting image.

Maybe only by borrowing the classic 45-degree sadness can I perfectly pour out my sadness that flows upstream.

Thinking about it, I actually laughed out loud.

I think it was probably infected by the legendary black humor.

Under the attack of my noise, the black shadow finally moved a little.

He rolled over and sat up, facing me.

I squinted my eyes and looked at him carefully for a long time, and finally had to light a candle in failure.

The fire was slightly drunk, and the room was quiet.

Under the radiance of the candle glow, Han Tiao's extremely ordinary face was actually a little moving.

He was looking at me intently, with a bewildered look on his face.

But on that little face that looked abnormally pale due to excessive blood loss, those dark eyes that looked like lacquer spots showed worry and...distress for me?

Haha, really ridiculous!

Is this still the original text that kills people like hemp, and is merciless to both enemies and lovers?

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have come to this world at all, and I wouldn't have been tortured to this point!

How long am I going to stay in this damn place? !Never have I missed the fumes and dust of modern roads so much.

I looked at him with incomparably complicated emotions. I have been in this world day and night for nearly half a year. It is impossible to say that there is no feeling at all.

But as long as I think that I came to this world because of his sins, and even to escape, I will continue to experience hardships, and my heart will be hard to balance!

"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have suffered this!" I leaned down and said viciously in his ear.

His body trembled slightly, and a blush instantly appeared on his cheeks.

I observed Han Cho's keen reaction with great interest, and suddenly a strange feeling arose in my heart, like being scratched by a feather, and it was unbearably itchy.

I decided to follow my heart and touched that slippery face.

"Why don't you talk? You're just mentally impaired, not vocal cord damaged."

Hearing this, Han Zhao glanced at me in bewilderment, but still didn't speak.

I sighed, "It's a pity, I want to hear a few more words from you."

I ignored the last trace of guilt in my heart, and pressed towards the slightly parted pale lips.

There was no need to bother to pry open the lips and tongue, the other party was invaded without any resistance, I easily captured the city and took advantage of the situation to push him down on the bed.

"..."

Cold, creamy, but strangely with a hint of cold fragrance.

The taste of Han Boss is unexpectedly good.

Well, the technology needs to be improved, but it has successfully aroused my desire.

The submissive posture of the other party at my mercy is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.

Han Zonggong, who has been pushed by thousands of beautiful men, is about to be pushed by me now, and I can't help but feel like I'm about to fuck in my pants just by imagining it.

I resisted the desire to get ready to go, and forcibly pulled away from the fascinating kiss. After all, I had to take off my clothes first.

I hastily unbuttoned my belt, then pulled off my trousers, revealing my rather attractive lower body, and regardless of the bloodstains on my thighs, I hugged Han Chip and began to chew.

After gnawing for a while, I am determined to make a choice for my virgin career!

Of course... no one is foolish enough to choose accept the first time.

The clothes on Han Zhao's body have been ravaged by me a long time ago, and the only good-looking lips in the plain facial features are gnawed bright red like blood, against the white face, it is not charming.

Han Cho, who was taken advantage of by me in this way and that, still looked ignorant at this time, so obedient that it made people feel guilty for no reason.

"Sorry…"

I apologize softly, I can't face this innocence, but I can't extinguish this burning desire.

He had no choice but to cover those clear eyes with one hand, and started to take off his pants with the other.

Until those straight and slender legs were fully displayed, I was still struggling to get on it.

Damn!If you bear it any longer, JJ will be useless!

It doesn't matter, the big deal is that he will come back when the time comes.

I was about to raise my gun to go into battle when suddenly a hard object hit the outside of my thigh.

I was startled, and unexpectedly recalled Liao Zihan's tragic death at that time in my mind.

Could it be... Han Cho felt something was wrong and was about to start a killing spree? !

I raised my leg a little and took out the hard object from underneath.

Long tube shape, yellowed paper, with a red rope tied in the middle, the small characters of hairpin flowers in the painting glow with a faint light under the candlelight, and an open mouth is also implicated on the shaft. Cloth bag.

It turned out to be the scroll I picked up in the secret realm. It seems that I was too hasty to take off my clothes just now, and I tore the Qiankun bag open, and this scroll accidentally fell out.

I only glanced at it, and was about to throw it away, but when I touched it, I realized that it was very hot. When I looked carefully, the scroll was stained with blood at some point, and the knot in the middle It also loosened most of it.

By coincidence, I reached out and pulled the rope away.

The scroll unfolded with a bang, and before I could see clearly what was painted inside, a familiar and strong suction swept towards me.

I watched Liao Zijun's body suddenly limp on the bed, while Han Cho, who had been lying dead, quickly got up and moved forward, shaking the unconscious "I" back and forth.

I only had time to confirm that it was soul wear this time, and after Han Tiao didn't follow suit, I lost all consciousness.

Prince of the Year·Ancient Scroll