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Jianxiu, who lost in the boxing game, cursed a few words, held his sword, and came in front of several little white tigers.

He raised his sword high and slashed it down!

The gang wind cut off the life of the four little white tigers in an instant, and the only remaining one opened its eyes, turned its back to the sky, and struggled continuously with its four paws.

"How come one survived, or keep this one."

"Why keep it? He has grown up and knows how we should deal with ourselves when we killed his parents and brothers. Should he turn around and kill us for revenge, or pretend to forget about this bloody feud. Zhang Hai, don't want the kindness of a woman."

Qing Xin said coldly at the side: "Women's benevolence, it's not women who won't let go right now."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up, the elder is still waiting for us."

The sword cultivator named Zhang Hai closed his eyes and slashed wildly with his sword energy. When he opened his eyes, the five little beasts were all dead.

He froze for a moment, looked back at his companions who had left, then turned and left.

The task this time was completed very well, but the morale of the sword repairers was not high.

Zhang Hai sat on the deck, listening to the strong wind hitting the protective barrier of the spirit boat, a little lost in thought.

A person's rationality often runs counter to his emotions. He knows what he is doing, and he also knows that this thing must be done, but it is inevitable that he will be rejected emotionally, which will make him feel a little confused.

"What are you looking at?" A voice came from behind.

Looking back, Zhang Hai bowed his hands and saluted, "Friend Qinglian."

"I didn't see anything."

"Is there something on your mind?" Zhuang Qiu was the same as him, feeling that it was too stuffy inside, so he wanted to come out to get some air.

Zhang Hai lowered his head, as if muttering to himself: "It's not that I haven't killed monsters before. Most of the pills we eat are made from monster pills, but the monsters killed this time... I think What I killed was not a demon, but a group of mothers and children."

Zhuang Qiu understood what he meant.Zhang Hai sympathizes with the weak, and the relationship between mother and child is the easiest to empathize with.Humans are primates, possessing an IQ far exceeding that of monsters and beasts, and at the same time possessing compassion that low-level monsters do not have.

This is both an advantage and a disadvantage.

"But if we don't kill them, these little monsters will eat people when they grow up, and they will kill us in turn. I know this truth, but why I still can't bear it when I do it."

Zhuang Qiu looked at the sky, and he said: "It's right to be unbearable, and it's right to kill all monsters for your own survival. What's wrong is the law of the jungle."

"Fellow Daoist Qinglian, speaking of which, I didn't see you during this hunt."

"I am here, but I am not acting with you."

"Oh I got it."

There was no more words on the deck, only a more violent gale. They seemed to be about to blow the spirit boat away in a blink of an eye, but it was still flying safely in the air.

……

Dong Li.

Underground dungeon.

The number of mortals imprisoned in the water prison is extremely limited, because most of the mortals have become the dishes of monsters.

There are still some monsters imprisoned in the water prison. Lu Xuan is very strict with the monsters under him. Even though those monsters are afraid of being suppressed by his blood, there are always a few who are not afraid of death and violate the rules he made.

In the deepest layer of the ground.

There is a human fusion period imprisoned, which was captured by Lu Xuan himself from the Huajian faction.

His fairy bones were broken inch by inch, his dantian was also destroyed, and his sea of ​​consciousness dried up.

At this moment, he was kneeling on the ground with his head lowered. The palms of his hands were pierced by thick iron chains, and the blood had dried up and turned black.

And in front of him stood a woman in a white shirt.

The woman looks pretty, with a smile on her lips.

"Yuxi Dragon." The woman said.

The man barely raised his head, as if trying to identify who was coming.

But he looked for a while with those bloodshot eyes, but he didn't recognize who it was.

Even though his sea of ​​consciousness was severely damaged, the tenacious vitality of a fusion stage made people frightened, his sanity was still there, and his memory was intact.

Yuxi Long said: "Who are you? A human traitor who has taken refuge in a monster?"

"It's a bit funny to say, I killed your precious son, and you don't even know me." Qinghong put his hands on his back, with a narrow smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Qinghong!!" The man realized that the person in front of him was Qinghong, but Qinghong had changed too much compared to his appearance a hundred years ago. For a while, he had no way to connect the two of them together.

Seeing him calling out his name, Qinghong smiled happily.

"I thought there would be no way to get revenge in this life. I didn't expect that Feng Shui would turn around. Who would have thought that Yu Xilong, the majestic head of the Yu family, would end up like this. 100 years ago, if someone told me like this, I just think the other party is a fool, but now this incredible thing happened."

"Don't talk nonsense about my son, where did you hide my son!"

"The Yu family and the Huajian faction sent people to chase me down, but they couldn't find me. Don't you think it's funny?"

"Slut! You killed my son! You will pay for it!"

A trace of imperceptible sadness flashed in Qinghong's eyes.

Immediately, the corners of her mouth curled up again.

"That's such a pity. You can't see the time for my retribution, but I have seen your retribution. Yuxilong, when you killed my parents and my grandfather, you thought that you would fall there and be dug by you." Is it in the hands of the little girl who took the golden bone?"

"Now, your life is in my hands. You can think about how to please me. Maybe I will feel better and let you go."

Yuxilong laughed hoarsely.

He seemed to be laughing at Qinghong's innocence.

"I, Yuxilong, have reached the fusion stage step by step from the qi training stage. I have never suffered. A cultivator is already fighting against the sky and going against the sky. Your incompetent parents can't keep your golden bones. Killing is a matter of course. Without me digging your bones, there are others, your parents will die after all, you should hate yourself, it is you who gave birth to something that should not be born, that killed them!"

"I'm not as skilled as others now, and I have no complaints when I fall into your hands. This is the world of self-cultivation, the world of the weak and the strong. You want me to please you hahahaha, you don't really think I'm stupid enough to believe your words, do you?" , you can kill me as much as you want, anyway, I am no different from dead now, but I will never bow to you, and I will never apologize like your weak and damned relatives! They are weak and deserve to be killed by me !"

Qinghong smiled slightly.

In her hand, a golden bone was suspended.

The bones are densely covered with lines, like a magic formation of heaven and earth.

As soon as the golden bone came out, the surrounding spiritual power became active, scrambling towards the side of the golden hook bone.

"You really are stubborn."

With that said, Qinghong whistled.

The whistle sounded, and a figure rushed out like a ghost, protecting Qinghong behind him.

After seeing the man's face clearly, Yuxilong tugged at the chains angrily and shook them.

There is no power to resist, but Yuxilong can still induce a little power of heaven and earth, but that's all. The chain is tightened, and his two arms want to pull from both sides, and the chain passes through the palm of his hand, making it as long as the chain. The palms that were together were torn apart again, and blood dripped onto the ground.

"How dare you turn my son into a drought demon! You will be burnt to death by karma!"

Qinghong said lightly: "He is not only Hanba now, but also protects me personally. He will do whatever I ask him to do. If I ask him to kill you, he will do as well."

Yu Hanxiao in front of him didn't move at all when he heard Qinghong's words.

Yuxilong's tears welled up, and he said with tears: "My son! It's my father who hurt you! It's my father who hurt you!"

Qinghong looked at Yuxilong.

She originally planned to let Yu Hanxiao kill Yu Xilong, so that her revenge would be successfully completed.

But now she has changed her mind.

Holding this bone, she slowly walked in front of Yuxilong.

"Because of this bone, you are like dogs smelling of meat, without any humanity, biting each other. I hate you, and I hate the rules of this world. You think the weak should die, so when you practice Qi , should you commit suicide? The strong are never born strong, all people come from the weak, why do you use that tone to look down on people who are struggling to survive?"

"I don't hate you now, I pity you." After Qinghong finished speaking, he wrapped Bai Lian around Yuxilong's body.

Bai Lian became tighter and tighter, and Yuxilong's face turned blue.

The bones were crushed and deformed by the huge squeezing force, and the bones were inserted into the internal organs.

Yuxilong wanted to cry out in pain, but he couldn't even do it.

bang.

Flesh splattered.

Yu Hanxiao rushed to Qinghong's face almost at the moment when the flesh and blood splattered, and used his back to block the flesh and blood for her.

His gaze is dull, after being refined into a Hanba, in fact, he is no longer Yuhanxiao.

Qinghong is just deceiving himself.

The real Yu Hanxiao died on the stage.

Died in her anger.

Yu Hanxiao stretched out his hand and wiped the tears from Qinghong's face, he didn't quite understand what the master was doing and why he was crying.

Qinghong said softly in his heart: 【I will set you free right away, soon. 】

When she went out, not two people went out, but four people.

There are two other girls who are her parents, and Qinghong sews up the girl who is eighty percent like Qinghong with red thread. There are more red lines on her face, and her eyes have been replaced.

But she still treats her master with such a gentle attitude.

A family of four.

She is not at all alone.

…………

It will take a month to go back from Mount Wuhua.

This month is a bit too long for Zhuang Qiu.

Ji Qingning is close at hand every day, but he can only watch but not flirt.

Obviously, Ji Qingning didn't intend to give in, he patiently waited for Zhuang Qiu to give in.

Using the energy of boiling the eagle here, one of the two will bow his head sooner or later.

Zhuang Qiu thought he would have the last laugh, and then he saw Ji Qingning teaching pure heart cultivation.