After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

Mo Xuanfang seemed to be aware of it, but he had completely lost his mind.

The remaining consciousness lost the city gate at the moment Wei Qing broke in. After two years of deliberately avoiding it, now the fear has become a reality.

He was lost in a bottomless inner demon.

For some unknown reason, Wei Qing suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and the idea of ​​using dragon blood to save Mo Xuanfang suddenly rose in his heart.

He bit the tip of his tongue in a panic, and the dragon's blood that had been suppressed by the Taoism of the immortal family and the pills he had eaten for many years immediately scattered out, followed the devilish energy, and gathered on Mo Xuanfang's lips.

His breath was full of his fragrance, and Wei Qing tremblingly imprinted on his thin lips, it was no longer the cold and soft touch, but the magma drowning in the sea of ​​fire, enough to blow up mountains and seas, and melt the two of them to ashes .

Wei Qing was sobbing wildly and stuck the tip of his tongue in. He was suffocated by the opponent's madness, and the blood of the golden dragon on the broken tongue also frantically inhaled the magic energy.

Wei Qing's body softened after being kissed by him, the scorching magic energy and the cold spiritual energy merged in his body, the Taoism in his body was still flowing inertially, but it seemed like there were small volcanoes that were about to erupt.

He felt the changes in Mo Xuanfang's body under the volcano, which directly triggered his changes.

He can no longer distinguish between shame and pain, and the world in front of him is like an endless whirlpool, tempting him to drift with the tide and sink to the bottom.

At the moment when the landslide collapsed, Wei Qing suddenly opened his eyes.

I saw that the red air overflowing from the tail of Mo Xuan's square eyes has been mixed with a little purple air.

Wei Qing was startled, knowing that the dragon's blood had worked, which was a sign of Mo Xuanfang's awakening.

We must not let Master see the scene in front of us.

He is a Da Luo Jinxian, pure and pure, how can he bear such a self?

Taking advantage of the battle between heaven and man in Mo Xuanfang, Wei Qing burst out of nowhere with great force, and suddenly violently pushed Mo Xuanfang away, perhaps because of the dragon's blood bonus, he actually easily broke through the enchantment set up by Mo Xuanfang.

The moment he swam out of the pool, he heard earth-shattering roars from the decaying things outside.

He staggered a few steps weakly, barely supporting his body.Looking up from the bottom of the valley, those gray and white shadows piled up on the top of the cliff, like boulders that were about to roll down on top of his head. The elixir that he used to cover up his breath had long since expired, causing the rot to gather again.

The two strands of true energy in his body were tearing at each other, and the previous entanglement with Mo Xuanfang made him feel like falling into purgatory, so he staggered into the water.

At this moment, there was no extra pill in the universe bag, but he couldn't spend it here, let alone return to the barrier. He would rather be a hero for a while than let Mo Xuanfang know everything.

"Little Ah Zi, let's go!" He yelled and jumped out of the water.

Sensing the threat to her master's life and the awe-inspiring spirit accompanying her, little Ah Zi naturally didn't hesitate, and the Golden Crow Chariot swelled up, turning into a purple flying silk, engulfing Wei Qing and pulling him into the air, fleeing the way he came.

But without the pill to cover up the aura, the rotten things attracted by Wei Qing chased them completely regardless of their lives, and gathered from all over the place. Little Ah Zi was sealed in speed again, and was immediately blocked by all directions.

The magic weapon in Wei Qing's Qiankun bag was used frugally at the beginning, but soon he had to throw it out indiscriminately in order to save his life. There were mountains of corpses and seas of bones everywhere, and he didn't know where to go. The future was surrounded by gray horror.

Little Ah Zi's automatic pathfinding radar was disturbed by rotten air in this rotten place, and it was not working at all times, wandering on the way to the exit.

After running for a while, little Ah Zi showed signs of exhaustion of spiritual energy again. Wei Qing was thinking about hiding in a place with a magic weapon, but in the distance, he remembered the roar of an unknown creature.

Those rotten things with spirituality started to flee in all directions again, Wei Qing had a bad heart, but before he could react, a gust of evil wind blew him up into the air again.

This time, there was no one to save him, and he was blown away by the strong wind, and he was blown to nowhere.

The front view suddenly widened a lot, Wei Qing was thrown to the ground, and little Ah Zi curled up on his ankle without any spiritual power.

The rotten smell was much stronger than other places, which made him almost nauseous. He struggled to get up, but found that most of the rotting army had disappeared, only a few scattered ones were howling back and forth in the uneven surroundings, but they refused to let go. near.

After trying to walk a few steps, Wei Qing stepped on something soft, and it turned out that the seemingly uneven ground was actually graves made of carrion and smelly bones.

And those undead beings, even if they are broken into pieces, are wriggling and looking for each other. Although they move slowly, they will eventually reorganize into new bodies.

Human beings cannot be brought back to life after death, and manpower is also exhausted. Only rotten things can live forever in ignorance and unconsciousness, and life and death will drag the living to death.

The eighteen levels of hell are nothing more than that.

Wei Qing closed his eyes, feeling a burst of despair in his heart.

When I turned back again, there was a fog behind me, and countless restless gray figures wandered in the fog.

He suddenly realized that someone had decomposed all the decayed matter around here into pieces of meat.And those rotten things were afraid of this place for some reason, so they were able to temporarily circle a safe place.

Or rather, a prey trap.

Wei Qing's heart sank to the bottom again.

At this time, a burst of howling laughter suddenly appeared in his ears, shaking Wei Qing's heart and gallbladder.

"Hahaha!"

A thick copper pillar gradually appeared in the gray mist in front of him. The top of the pillar reached the sky, and a man was tied to the bottom of the pillar.

The man was tall and unusually tall, trapped in the mess of iron chains, and his red hair was fluffy over his shoulders from a distance.

In this lifeless place, his wild laughter was indescribably eerie.

But the moment he saw Wei Qing, the laughter suddenly stopped.

The man suddenly opened his mouth wide, fixed his eyes on Wei Qing, and murmured, "It's you...is it you?"

He was obviously whispering softly, but Wei Qing heard it clearly, feeling terrified in his heart, he hurriedly took two steps back.

At this moment, a few rotten things were stimulated by the laughter and rushed over. Wei Qing couldn't avoid it, and saw that the man suddenly grew two black giant hands, stretched three feet away through the chain, and stretched several Only rotting matter is patted into meat paste.

Since then, no rotten thing dared to step forward.

Wei Qing knew that he must be the one who captured him just now, and said tremblingly, "What kind of monster are you?"

Before he finished speaking, the man actually grabbed Wei Qing close to him.

"Put me down quickly, or my master will be rude to you." Wei Qing kicked and kicked.

"Who is your master?"

The man put Wei Qing in front of him and looked down at him, his eyes seemed to be very confused.

Wei Qing finally saw the real face of the man. He saw that he had a high nose, a wide mouth, and a beard with red cheeks, but he was a hale and hearty old man. Except for his tall stature, he looked the same as ordinary people. On the contrary, he might have been very handsome when he was young.

Wei Qing's fear was half gone, and he raised his head and said: "Who is my master? Speaking out scares you to death, he is the majestic Ziyun lord, the number one Luo Jinxian in the world, Mo Xuanfang, no matter what kind of monsters you are, don't try to overthrow him palm."

The man was stunned for a moment, the confusion in his eyes disappeared, and he laughed again: "Fuck your mother! If I, Emperor Hongying, are here, how can the Lord of the Three Realms get Sect Master Ziyun? Mo Xuanfang give it to me!" Dragons are not worthy of lifting shoes."

"You...you dare to insult my master." Wei Qing jumped up angrily, "I will kill you!"

As he spoke, he casually threw out the magic weapons in the Qiankun bag, and a dozen or so magic weapons smashed at the man head-on, and the strike was done with full force.

The man didn't dodge or dodge, and let all the magic weapons fall on him, leaving bloody scars.

Wei Qing withdrew his hand and said, "What are you doing? I don't bully the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled."

The man snorted coldly: "It seems that this Sect Master Ziyun is very important to you."

"Nonsense, he is not important, is it important for you to break the dragon clan?"

Wei Qing seemed to be stuck in the throat.

Dragons...

What did this man say he was just now?

It seems that the blood of the golden dragon is still flowing on his body, but now he sees a living dragon.

Wei Qing said with red eyes: "What about the Dragon Clan, I don't allow you to scold my master."

"I just want to scold." The man said: "Mo Xuanfang is treacherous, and sooner or later my dragon clan will eat his flesh, he will be punished by heaven..."

"Send your head." Wei Qing couldn't bear it and pouted at his face, "I have seen clearly for so many years that Ziyunzong protects the world, Mo Xuanfang is righteous, and nothing is not for the sake of blessing the common people and benefiting the common people .

You know what a fart!He has kindness to the Dragon Clan, do you know that?If it wasn't for him to stop Mu Dan, it would have been over for demons like you. "

"Bah..." The man was not to be outdone, "You Ziyun Sect is finished, and Mo Xuanfang is going to be finished."

"Say it again?" Wei Qing stomped his feet, "You are the one who finished the game, your whole family is finished..."

The two blushed like children and quarreled thickly.

In less than a moment, a pair of black giant hands suddenly rushed out of the iron chain, grabbed Wei Qing and threw him far away.

"roll roll roll……"

The man's angry roar resounded half a mile away.

Wei Qing suddenly left the tiger's mouth, thinking back, he was angry and scared, although he wondered why he let him go all of a sudden, but he didn't dare to go back no matter what, and urged little Ah Zi to find an exit.

Leaning on Wei Qing to throw magic weapons all the way to open the way, little Ah Zi dashed from left to right, but they unexpectedly broke out of the cave.

At this time, the evening sun was just hanging on the top of the mountain, and Wei Qing was lying on the soft sedan chair, tears streaming down his face.

I think of a proverb in my distant hometown, poor and lowly couples are sad about everything, but fortunately we are disciples of a rich family, and we have these magic weapons to squander, so we can save our lives.

Flying back to Ziyun Palace by following the shortcut of Yukun Mountain, Wei Qing remembered that Mo Xuanfang might be leaving the customs soon, and he didn't care about the sorrow of the spring and autumn, so he ran all the way back to Zeyunju, lay down in the bed and put on the quilt.

But no matter how thick the quilt is, the lingering redness in Mo Xuanfang's eyes is like a thin red thread, which can't be cut or cut off. Wei Qing's heart hurt him a lot.

And the rotten place, the only closed place in the Three Realms, has no access to heaven and earth, no access to the underworld, no breeding and nurturing of all things, no digestion and transformation of the original body.But the rotten aura condensed by Youyou Wanzai can compete with the devilish aura.

The Yourot Cave is the only place in the world that cannot be invaded by demonic energy. Unexpectedly, Mo Xuanfang was eroded by the demonic energy to the point of resorting to the rotten energy.

Wei Qing rolled over and his eye circles were red again, he really didn't know what to do in the future.

And that dragon man, he has never heard of anyone being imprisoned in Youfu Cave, what is going on?

Wei Qing thought about it, thinking that it must be the Dragon Clan who wanted to murder Master, but Master was so soft-hearted that he couldn't bear to hurt his life.That's why he has been taught a lesson for 80 years.

There are countless perplexities, entanglements, doubts in Wei Qing's heart, as well as the situation of embracing and lingering with Master in the cave, until now his heart is jumping and jumping.He felt ashamed and indescribable, all of which were crowded in his chest.

He felt very tired, very tired.

Finally, he fell asleep in the twilight.

In the dream, it seemed to come to a green grass field, the night was hazy, but there was no moon in the sky.

He faintly felt that this place was very familiar. After a while, he felt pain all over his body, so he quickly sat down and meditated cross-legged.

It doesn't matter if you meditate, another branch suddenly appeared beside the meridian.It's like two railroad tracks side by side, only the beginning and the end meet.

This reminded him of the records he saw in the Hall of Masters, saying that the reason why dragons and monsters can cultivate magic energy is actually the difference in meridians from humans.

But my physical body is originally a human race, so how could I have a completely different meridian from the human race for no reason?

The next day, when he woke up, it was already high in the sun.

After all, young people don't know how to feel sad. He cultivated two meridians in his dream. He only feels that his body is normal, but he is full of energy. He is in a good mood at the moment, and what happened yesterday seems to have passed.

At this time, only the noise of people in the yard was heard, and it was very lively. Wei Qing sat up straight with a carp.

Yo, is it Master who has left the customs?

He grinned and ran out without thinking.