Qing Leng Xianzun is always ready to run

Many things flashed through Mu Chenxue's head, and the fragmentary memories were not coherent, but her body gradually changed into the appearance of a demon, and her expression became gloomy and terrifying.

He stretched out his hand, and a flame of magic leaped from his hand, and then covered the girl's body and burned it up. In just a moment, the girl who was just beautiful turned into dust all over the place, leaving behind two The blood-stained emerald beads gurgled on the ground.

Mu Chenxue collected the ashes on the ground, wrapped them in a cloth, and carefully put them into her arms.

Jianjiang River was boiling, surrounded by many spectators, they were shouting something like kill the demons, kill the demons, but when they saw Mu Chenxue's strength, they closed their eyes again. Mouth, for fear that this powerful demon clan will attack them.

Hate, of course, is hatred. The human race, demon race, and monster race hate each other. The disputes have not stopped for tens of thousands of years. The death of the demon girl is just another spark for disputes, triggering endless flames of war.

Yue Qianqiu stroked the marks on the ground, and suddenly heard Mu Shenxue shout: "Dream Duckweed."

Yue Qianqiu trembled all over——

This is his previous name.

"I don't know why, Master, I want to call you Dream Duckweed." Mu Chenxue got up and said to Yue Qianqiu on the ground: "My head hurts so much!"

He became emotional, and he pulled the devilish energy up, stirring up the sword river.

Yue Qianqiu stepped forward, grabbed Mu Shenxue's arm, and said to him loudly: "Calm down!"

"Master, what joke are you talking about?" Mu Chenxue laughed, then stretched out her hand, and grabbed a flying arrow before Yue Qianqiu hadn't reacted, and fired the magic flame in her hand, burning the arrow alive It became a piece of debris.

"Master, I don't seem to belong here." Mu Shenxue took a few steps back, covered her head and said, "My memory tells me that I don't belong here."

His appearance was in extreme pain, even looking at himself with some doubts, the death of the demon girl undoubtedly brought a huge blow to Mu Shenxue, but why is there such a thick demonic energy on him at this moment? ?

Yue Qianqiu stepped forward and wanted to catch Mu Shenxue, but at this moment, a thick fog appeared on the river, with howling wind and thick water vapor, covering the five senses of human beings.

Can't hear, can't see, and the sense of smell is also blind at this moment.

But in the dense fog, only two people can clearly see the truth under the fog.

The delicate island floating above the river center seems to be inviting Yue Qianqiu and Mu Chenxue.

"Sword Soul Continent! It's Sword Soul Continent!" Yue Qianqiu exclaimed, before he had time to be surprised, Mu Shenxue leaped over as if being pulled by something.

Following Mu Chenxue's footsteps, Yue Qianqiu lifted up the Yanyun sword, relying on the sword body, leaped to the central island.

He stood behind Mu Shenxue and looked at him worriedly.

The demonic energy entangled Mu Chenxue's body, and the memories surged in his mind. The unreconciled hatred of the dead girl made him extremely painful. up.

His mind was dizzy, reality and past memories intertwined, his air was unstable, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the dust.

Yue Qianqiu hurried forward and supported Mu Chenxue.

"Axue! Axue! What's wrong with you?"

He wanted to infuse Mu Chenxue with pure and holy spirit and maintain his internal balance, but unexpectedly, he just raised his hand slightly, and Mu Chenxue knocked him back with a palm.

"You—dream duckweed! You—"

He spoke intermittently and didn't know what he was talking about, but the hatred in his tone made Yue Qianqiu understand a bit.

Probably restored the memory of the previous life, probably recalled that he killed him in the previous life, probably, probably——

Before he could figure out why, Yue Qianqiu also spat out a mouthful of blood due to his habitual demonic energy.

"Yes, I may have owed you in my previous life, and I will pay you back in this life." Yue Qianqiu said to Mu Shenxue in the most gentle tone: "Axue, wake up, I was wrong."

Obviously it was the sins committed by me in the previous life, how did it get retribution on me who has no memory?Yue Qianqiu felt that he was a bit unlucky.

He went forward, wanting to hug Mu Shenxue, to calm him down, to comfort him.

It's a pity that the sky didn't fulfill people's wishes, a spear fell from the sky, pierced through Yue Qianqiu's ankle, and fixed him firmly on the ground.

The pain of being pierced was not comparable to the heartache of seeing Mu Chenxue in pain, Yue Qianqiu shattered the spear with internal force, stood up slowly, dragged his injured foot and wanted to walk to Mu Chenxue's side.

Unexpectedly, a long sword grew out of the void, struck from behind, and hit Yue Qianqiu's heart directly!

Holding the sword, Yue Qianqiu turned around and struck, cutting off the long sword. Unexpectedly, when he turned around for a moment, a long blade suddenly appeared behind him piercing his left shoulder, pinning him to the ground again.

From the dense fog came the voice of the man just now, and he said to Yue Qianqiu word by word: "A traitor from the devil world, how can he live on, and his soul is scattered, just to serve as a warning to others!"

After all, the owner of the voice came out from the dense fog, with a majestic anger in his mouth, but a beautiful complexion.

His eyes were red, showing his identity, and he was dressed in purple, making him look even weirder.

The man walked up to Mu Chenxue, knelt down on one knee, lowered his head slowly, and said to Mu Chenxue, "Congratulations to the Demon Lord for awakening."

Although Yue Qianqiu was seriously injured, he could clearly hear the word Mozun.

Mozun?Is it actually a demon?Which session of the demon king is it?Who is the man in purple in front of him?

Yue Qianqiu was lying on the ground with a few spears stuck in his body, his hands and feet were bound by iron chains, even struggling became difficult.

He barely raised his head to see the whole body of the man in purple.

Several disciples dressed in purple came out from behind him again, and saluted the man in purple with a respectful expression.

"Island Master, what should I do if I get older?"

Island owner?Is the island owner of Sword Soul Continent a demon?

For a while, Qianqiu couldn't believe it. He would rather he was dreaming than learn such absurd facts.

"Feng Zhaohua! What about Feng Zhaohua?"

Yue Qianqiu didn't care about the injuries on his body, and asked the man in purple: "Feng Zhaohua! Feng Zhaohua's vitality is still in your hands!"

The man in purple glanced at him, and said with a sneer: "There is no harm to us in fighting in the Taoist sect. He can naturally live, he can still be strong, and he can also disturb the Taoist sect, which is not an iron plate." Torn apart."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and took a closer look at Yue Qianqiu, only to realize that the current Yue Qianqiu is a woman.

"Forget it, male and female looks are the same, the traitor deserves to die." The man in purple raised his hand, and the magic energy in his hand condensed into a long blade, about to stab Yue Qianqiu.

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