Quick Transmigration: White Moonlight Self-Rescue Guide

For some unknown reason, the battle of the century that everyone thought was over, spread far and wide, but only lasted half a day.

However, the destruction it caused was still huge. Whether it was Kunlun, the leader of the Ten Thousand Sects, or the Demon Race, they both consumed a huge amount of vitality and suffered heavy casualties.

Qi Zhong didn't continue the fight. When he withdrew his troops back, everyone couldn't understand why they retreated suddenly after they had paid so much.

But they also knew the temper of the newly appointed king. As long as someone raised an objection, he would raise it and strangle him to death.

After the two sides died down for a period of time, Qi Zhong finally came out of the closed door. He recovered a lot, and his body was full of energy again.

Kneeling beside him is Lucifer.

He had seldom been so respectful.

Qi Zhong didn't look at him at all, and kicked the person away, but he walked over on his knees and hugged Qi Zhong's foot.

He lowered his head, lowered his eyes and said: "This subordinate is guilty, please punish me."

Qi Chong stared at him fixedly, his voice was extremely hoarse after he hadn't spoken for a long time, and he said, "What's your fault?"

Lucifer crawled extremely low, showing a humble posture that he had never shown before, and said: "At that time, my subordinates sneaked into Kunlun just to steal information about his sect and serve the king, but it was my fault that I didn't report to my superior in advance. "

Qi Zhong looked at him and remained silent. He was not a fool. After a long time, he spoke bluntly, "What do you want from me?"

Lucifer sighed secretly, struggled for a while and said, "This subordinate wants to ask for a black spirit fruit."

After all, he kowtowed on the ground a few times, very loudly, but the demons never talk about such a set of politeness.

In their minds, this is a sign of mental retardation.

Qi Zhong looked at the man who had always been rebellious and only had competition and powerful mana in his heart, but now he knelt on the ground and begged himself to give another person a black spirit fruit.

He suddenly felt so ironic, but not only to Lucifer.

His voice was hoarse, "Do you know, that thing is my demon clan's holy relic, one piece is produced every thousand years, just based on what you have done, why should I give it to you?"

Lucifer's voice was also hoarse, and he kowtowed again, one by one, so loud.

He knew that Qi Zhong knew everything, but Lu Mingqi's life and death depended on his thoughts.

He begged bitterly, that was a look he had never shown in his entire life, he said eagerly: "I beseech my lord to save him, I will be my ox and a horse to my lord for the rest of my life, and I will never see him again."

Qi Zhong looked at him prostrate under him, for some reason, his extremely numb heart felt relieved, look, he was also in pain.

Do not,

Same as who?

Qi Zhong suddenly realized that his thoughts seemed to be misplaced.

He said indifferently: "No."

After all, he didn't look at Lucifer anymore and left straight away. He was short of men before, so he kept him, but he kept jumping on his bottom line again and again.

I was going to kill him very early on, so what face does he have to beg for mercy here?What's more, it's a treasure like asking for it.

Qi Zhong walked slowly, savoring the words in his heart just now, he was not in pain at all.

What pain could he have?It's just the death of an enemy.

He was going to kill him, didn't he, keeping him so long was just to torture him.

Yes, he is not in pain at all.

However, when he couldn't fall asleep in the empty bedroom again, he waved his hand and smashed everything in the palace for the first time.

At that moment, no creature dared to approach Qi Zhong half a step.

In order to curry favor with him, someone from the Demon Race invited him to the banquet, where countless beauties and goblins were arranged to dance, but the more he watched, the more irritable he became, his eyes were all on the person who was supposed to die.

His head hurt so badly that it seemed like a flame was burning in it.

He couldn't control it.

He wants to kill anytime, anywhere now.

He knew that he should control it, but the furious blood in his heart was constantly boiling, even making him feel that the air around him was constantly being boiled.

After holding back for a long time, Qi Zhong lifted the table and walked out without looking at anyone's expression.

Everyone present didn't know how to respond.

He didn't realize until he boarded the Kunlun Ruins, why did I come here? As a Demon Lord, he shouldn't come here, but he was walking silently.

After Qi Hsinchu's soul died, there was no owner in Kunlun Ruins, and he had already left. The only people guarding here were the junior sisters.

He hides his figure, and it is impossible to find him in Lin Sisi's realm.

He saw that the girl who loved to cry the most and was so petty had completely changed her appearance now. She was wearing a white dress. She had exquisite facial features, but her face was stern, a bit like the old master. soft sword.

Until she was exhausted, she never said a word of suffering.

After all, the Kunlun Ruins had long since disappeared.

Qi Zhong couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, maybe he felt a little uncomfortable, but he still felt that he was not the one who caused all this.

Even though everyone thinks that he is the devil who does all kinds of evil, he knows that he is the most innocent one.

What led to the present ending was something he had never thought of.

He watched in silence for a while, until Lin Sisi had finished playing a whole set of Qingfeng Jue, and there were a few beads of sweat on his white and smooth forehead.

She put away the sword, looked towards the southeast, and remained silent.

Qi Zhong couldn't understand that direction better, it was Qi Hsinchu's original main hall.

He walked slowly to the main hall door with heavy steps, and the platinum gate had been sealed.

A sacred object like this would never fall to ashes, but he felt that it was much older for no reason.

He used the magic flame to burn off the seal on it, and walked in, but the second the door opened, he suddenly felt a strange feeling, not familiar, but as if something was calling him.

He looked at the empty hall, everything was exactly the same as the year he left.

Except for the purple glazed lamp by the window.

As soon as his eyes touched him, his heart beat violently, as if something was about to come out.

He suppressed his mood and walked over, but couldn't hold the answer he wanted in his heart.

He searched the glazed lamp with his spiritual sense, and unexpectedly, in its wick, he found a piece of light blue soul, which was still faintly black.

It belonged to him, and it was ruthlessly taken away by his master after the golden core passed the catastrophe, but why is it here?

Shouldn't it have been absorbed and refined long ago?

He was even more disturbed, as if something he'd been believing was wrong.

He didn't even have time to think, and he came to Wanren Cliff in an instant. This is the place where he fell, but he was lucky to hang on a tree on the way, and then he tried his best to find the place where the candle dragon perched. cave.

But now he wants to walk this road again. As the name suggests, Wanren Cliff is ten thousand Renya high, and from a distance it looks like an upside-down sword.

Standing on it and looking down, everything looks so small.

Qi Zhong's current skill is already close to that of a demigod, he can manipulate his body to levitate in the sky at will.

Facing the strong wind, he galloped all the way down, feeling the rapidly changing scenery.

But when he was about to hit the ground, his eyes suddenly glanced at a cloud weaving net, which ordinary people couldn't see.

It spread out thinly, glowing with golden light, as if it was specially prepared by someone.

However, no hunter would lay a net under a cliff, let alone such a precious thing, not everyone can get it.

He checked it with his power, but there was no human breath on it, and he couldn't detect it with his cultivation base, which showed that the person who set up this thing had enough spells to reach perfection.

An idea that he absolutely didn't want to believe slowly took shape in his mind.

He slowly landed on the ground, only to find that in such a remote place, there was actually a hunter's cabin.

He walked in, and sure enough, a pair of middle-aged men were packing things, the hunter was sharpening his weapon, and his wife was sitting beside him holding his clothes and helping him mend them.

The two were stunned for a while when they saw Qi Zhong's appearance, they had never seen anyone here before, let alone such a noble and handsome young man who was dressed up.

Qi Zhong played a trick, in the eyes of others, he is a noble-looking son.

He hesitated for a moment, and asked in an unfamiliar tone: "I seem to be lost, can I borrow a moment?"

The two froze for a moment, and after a moment of hesitation, they welcomed him warmly. The wife lit up the fire, "Come in, this place is really dangerous at night, and I don't know how you came here."

Qi Zhong carefully and aggrievedly sat down on the small bench. After looking around, he asked: "The terrain here is so remote, and the prey is not very abundant, why did you two choose to live here?"

The two looked at each other, the wife sighed, seemed to struggle for a moment, and then said: "It's okay to tell you, we are going to move out soon, and we don't want to live here."

Qi Zhong was puzzled.

The man went on to say: "A few months ago, the two of us were hunting here, and our intention was to go out in three days. How could we expect a fairy in blue clothes to come. I have never seen that appearance in my life." .”

Qi Zhong suppressed the violent surge of emotion in his heart, and asked depressingly as much as possible: "And then?"

The man scratched the back of his head in confusion, and said, "He gave me a lot of money and asked me to live here for a month, and then told me that if I meet an injured person, I must take good care of it and treat it. We have some wound medicine."

Qi Zhong was struck by lightning, he said, "Can... let me see what he gave you?"

The two looked at each other hesitantly, with some hesitation.

Qi Zhong's voice was extremely difficult, and he said word by word: "I just want to see what the wound medicine used by the gods looks like, I just take a look."

Although the two of them didn't know the origin of this person, but their natures were very simple, they still took out the wooden box.

With just one glance, Qi Zhong can recognize the familiar pattern on it, which belongs to Qi Xinzhu.

Everything made sense, including the Weaving Cloud Net just now.

When he walked out in a daze, his thoughts seemed to be stagnant.

Why did Qi Hsinchu do this?Why did you push him down with your own hands and do these things again.

But what he was sure of was that everything was not as simple as he imagined, and Qi Xinzhu didn't want his life.

But why didn't he tell himself why he made him look like a fool.