Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

"Why didn't the thunder come down for so long?" Yan Chicheng looked at the land god in front of him expressionlessly, with his brow sharp as a knife, on the back of Yingtai Mountain.

The land god had been asleep for hundreds of years and was dragged out of the mud by him. When he saw his face, he was so frightened that he wanted to cry: "Yan...Yan Daxian, don't you hate people coming under your nose? What? , Why did you wake up the little old man..."

Yan Chicheng tilted the tip of his spear, brushing his beard and stabbing forward.

The land god shouted "Hey, hey" and dodged, jumping like a field mouse, and shouted: "Xie Shitou, that little boy has a thousand-year cultivation base of Immortal Lord Yingtai, so naturally he also has some defiant abilities. Lei won't be able to defeat him for a while—but if he moves Jun Tiandao, he will probably be able to defeat him!"

Yan Chicheng stopped what he was doing, and pointed his gun at the ground: "I'm going to kill Qin Lingche."

"Never, never!" The Land God froze in place, "The emperor represents the order of heaven, without the emperor, the heaven will be gone, how can there be Xie Qiushi? You might as well tie that child up, Maybe it can be delayed for a while.”

Yan Chicheng looked at him coldly, making him shiver.

The land god sneered: "Could it be that you have already been tied up?"

As he said that, he looked at Yan Chicheng's expression, and saw blood in Yan Chicheng's eyes: "If I finish the Juntian Dao for him, will his doom be solved?"

The little old man choked for a moment because of the coldness in his words, pinched his fingers, winked and said: "Maybe I can solve it... Maybe I can't solve it... Maybe I can solve it for a while, or maybe I can't solve it forever..."

With a sound of "clang", the snow-white tip of the spear pierced into the rock beside his ear, and the powder flew.

The land god shrank into his shoulders in a hurry, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Yan Daxian, don't torture me! You are asking knowingly - you slaughtered a family for Xie Qiushi, wouldn't this evil be counted on Xie Qiushi? You yourself If you come from outside the Three Realms, you don’t enter the samsara of cause and effect, and you don’t accumulate meritorious deeds, then who is responsible for the sins you committed in the mortal world, and you yourself don’t know?”

After finishing speaking, he tightly closed his eyes, shaking like a dead body.

After a long time, nothing happened.

The little old man opened his eyelids and peeked at Yan Chicheng, only to see that Yan Chicheng's long spear had landed on the ground at some point. He was standing under the tree like a clay sculpture, stepping on fallen leaves as big as snowflakes, watching silently. At the end of the mountain and the sea, the rain washed his face, and his face looked as hard and cold as a stone tablet.

"Yan Daxian..." The little old man suddenly felt a little scared, "You, what do you always want to do?"

Yan Chicheng looked at his weak legs, sneered, and suddenly asked: "Do you want to live?"

The land god sat down on the ground: "Of course I want to, I want to..."

Yan Chicheng leaned over, picked up the spear, and strode forward, leaving behind a firm back.

A cold voice surrounded his ears: "If you want to survive, get out of here."

The land god widened his eyes.

I saw Yan Chi Chengping raised his right hand, and the long spear was held in his hand like a shooting star.

The white tassel followed the strong wind, and under the torrential rain, a cluster of snow-white flames burned from the tip of the gun, and crawled along the body of the gun as if splashed with oil, until it reached Yan Xiao's hand holding the gun.

The tangled branches above the head seemed to be forced by the white flames, trembling and swaying, after the gust of wind passed, there were several "clicks", the branches and leaves fell, and Yan Chicheng's boots stepped on the branches, step by step towards the tree of living souls torso.

"Yan—" the land god screamed, "How dare you... how dare you..."

Yan Chicheng didn't seem to hear it, the black robe sleeves were filled with the wind, drumming, and his loose black hair fluttered messily with the strong wind. At that moment, he couldn't hear or see anything Seeing, not seeing, not hearing, not thinking, not thinking, it seems that among the three worlds, he is the only one left standing in front of this living soul tree with a gun.

The rain slid down his cheeks, and he let out a sigh——

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, the tip of the gun fell like a flowing arrow, huge waves slapped the cliff like crazy, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and the Queen of Heaven screamed in unison!

The God of Earth felt a strong palpitation, and I am afraid that no one in the three realms would not be shocked by it.

He looked up in horror, only to see Yan Chicheng was still standing there, a trace of blood winding down from his lips, he slowly wiped it away with his fingers.

The living soul tree is still falling from its fallen leaves, and the God of Earth is familiar with this piece of water and soil, so how could he not know that the root system that grows with the heaven and the earth is rapidly withering?

"The world is going to change..." He tremblingly scratched his beard, murmured while holding his head, "The world has changed a lot!"

When Yan Chicheng rushed back to Yemeng Bieyuan, Xie Qiushi was already sitting by the bed and waiting.

I saw Xie Xianjun leaning on the edge of the bed with his body crooked, tore off the string of emerald beads in his hand, and was just throwing them on the ground one by one in boredom.

Yan Xiao almost tripped over the dropped Buddhist beads, Xie Qiushi looked at his stiff and absent-minded appearance, pointed at him and laughed non-stop.

"You didn't let me go out, and I was soaked in the rain—why was I still covered in mud?" He shouted, but he undid Yan Xiao's coat without hesitation, and then rushed on, two soaked chickens in wet clothes. The dripping and sticky underwear hugged each other.

"I have something to tell you." Yan Xiao let him hold her like a tree, and said softly.

"It's just right, I have something for you." Xie Qiushi smiled, and moved his hands dishonestly. The beautiful jade fingers were finally not stupid this time, and he untied Yan Xiao's belt with ease, "I put my All the things left by Yingtai were given away—the precious stones and jade were rewarded to those children, telling them to leave quickly, the martial arts and immortal arts were taken to Wuling, and the delicacies and wines were thrown to the beggars on the side of the road—but it suddenly occurred to me that , it seems that there is nothing left for you."

Yan Xiao shook her head: "I don't lack anything. I don't need anything."

"Hey, I'm to blame for your words," Xie Qiushi pretended to be angry, and kissed his neck, "Thank you, grandpa, I have always been generous, the kindness of a drop of water has always been repaid by the spring, you are my most important person, I have nothing left for you."

Yan Xiao still shook her head, staring at him with black eyes, as if she wanted to engrave his image in her heart forever.

Xie Qiushi's eyes were sour when he saw him, and he raised his hands to cover his eyes.

"However, after much deliberation, I still have something for you." Xie Xianjun smiled triumphantly, "You see, although you have great powers and everything, you are bound by the law in the Asura Way. Once you leave, the whole People seem to be rotten, crackling and dropping wood shavings...After I left...Yingtai Mountain has become someone's mountain, and your name is written in it, but you still have to be used by others."

"Xie Qiushi," Yan Xiao interrupted him, "You don't need to think about..."

"Hush——" Xie Qiushi suddenly stepped forward, kissed his lips, burrowed his fingers into his underwear, and gently rubbed his back, "May I give you the power of the celestial being? You take my celestial power , you are also an upright fairy—you can die anywhere, as if I am still by your side."

Yan Chicheng raised his eyes in astonishment, as if he had been stabbed, showing an expression of shock.

He was about to push Xie Qiushi away, when suddenly there was a stabbing pain from his sacrum, and a silver needle pierced his Ming acupuncture point, and he immediately fell on the bed motionless.

stop.

He growled silently.

stop!Thanks Qiushi!

Xie Qiushi didn't look at his expression, he rubbed his shoulders and snuggled up to him like a child who did something wrong.

"You're starting to sweat too. We're really a couple." Xie Xianjun murmured, he unbuttoned their clothes, and their naked and sweaty bodies were stuck together, entangled, no longer like each other. The mountain trees and stones are no longer like any immortals and saints. They are like two mortals in love, blending with each other on the creaking wooden couch.

The half-body immortal power of Taoyuan Xianjun seems to be like the breeze and spring rain with the fragrance of flowers, connecting their physical bodies. Yan Chicheng looked at the person lying on him with tearful eyes, and a touch of verdant green surged up in his dark eyes like a tide. He felt My heart stopped cramping, and my body stopped withering, but this feeling was actually more uncomfortable than dying right now.

With the sound of "whoosh", the wooden window was blown open by the strong wind, and the wall was hit with a "slap", raindrops poured on them, and there was a whistling sound that pierced the sky.

The huge thunder broke the beams of the wooden house, and the small garden collapsed.

The catastrophe has begun.