After the battle to damage the Immortal Venerable to prove the ruthless way

Yan Zizhi and Lin Yuan watched all this in silence.

At the moment when the servant's voice fell, the red soul that had disappeared suddenly moved to Lu Qingzhou's side at some point.

Beside Lu Qingzhou, the color became brighter and ruddy.

It seemed like silent anger was piling up, waiting for a moment that was about to explode.

After a pause, the red soul chased the movements in Lu's mansion without hesitation, and floated in.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

He seems to know who this little boy named Lu Qingzhou is!

No wonder the little boy's brows and eyes are so familiar.

Thinking about it carefully, it turned out to be five or six points similar to my original appearance!

Even more similar than Ji Yunzhi, especially the eyes.

It's just that the face hasn't opened yet.

So when Lu Qingzhou was angry or just hurt, Lin Yuan's red soul would appear.

From this point of view, the red soul must represent the Resentment Society!

However, in the realm of innocence, the illusions that have happened have shown that Lu Qingzhou is the immortal who went down to the world to survive the catastrophe.

The scene of each person holding a whip, standing on the edge of the cliff and fighting bloody battle, made everyone unforgettable.

Huang Liniao: [This plot is really getting more and more difficult for Ben Tong to understand. 】

[Is it Lu Qingzhou's long-lasting hatred, or your long-lasting hatred? 】

[But in the realm of demons and ghosts, aren't all the statues in the 480 temples your face? 】

Yan Zizhi: "..."

Don't say that the system can't understand, he also can't understand.

But this time.

A detail that was left behind in the illusion of the revolving horse lantern gradually surfaced in Yan Zizhi's heart.

At that time, he felt that the owner of Yunhuang Mountain, whom the chrysanthemum went to seek, seemed to be so inconsistent.

Where is the sense of disobedience, he has always been puzzled.

Obviously it should be the owner of Yunhuang Fairy Mountain.

He is an unborn immortal.

But under the background of thousands of fireworks, it looks weird and deep.

This is not a posture that a fairy should have.

The same is true of the 480 temples.

Since it is a temple, it should be enshrined with incense and enjoy immortality forever, with dignified eyebrows, kind face and kind heart.

But the statue in the temple turned out to be himself.

Yan Zizhi asked himself, although this face of his was alluring, it was far from the so-called immortal appearance.

You say that beauty is a disaster, but he accepts it when it seduces all living beings.

You want to say that you are floating like a fairy, and the wind returns to the snow...

Listen, can this be what a normal person calls a demon king?

Who would think that the big devil who is so heavenly and earth looks like a fairy?

No wonder when he was in the temple, he felt eerie everywhere.

If they didn't say it was a temple, he would have thought it was a ghost temple.

all in all.

The temple statue is him.

He is the owner of Yunhuang Mountain.

Lu Qingzhou and Changhen are also him.

Things are getting interesting.

Lu Qingzhou, who was standing in the snow, heard the news that his father did not bring anyone to rescue him.

The pale little hands clenched tightly.

A sarcastic smile gradually spread from his face.

He didn't say a word, just walked in with his head down.

Yan Zizhi and Lin Yuan also moved forward.

Here comes the strange point.

In the whole place of death and life, only Lu Qingzhou can see the three of them.

Others seem to have never heard of them, and when they pass by them, they can even penetrate their bodies.

This situation made Yan Zizhi confirm one thing again.

Lu Qingzhou must have something to do with Yaodao Wanzhongshan.

Only the protagonist of the event or things related to the context will show his particularity.

It doesn't matter, everything else is a foil.

As long as the little protagonist can see them.

Three people including Yan Zizhi and Lin Yuan followed Lu Qingzhou all the way into Lu's mansion.

In the land of death and life, the time span can be fast and slow.

When they stepped into the gate, the Lu family was already dressed in white, and there was a huge black coffin in the main hall.

One is made of gold lacquer, and the capitalized word "Dian" comes into view.

Two white candles, as thick as human arms, stood there, swaying from side to side in the breeze.

Like an ethereal life, it may suddenly pass away in the next moment.

There are also some actors playing dirges beside them.

This kind of funeral ceremony has never been seen in the world of cultivating immortals.

After a person becomes immortal in the world of cultivating immortals, he will only find a feng shui treasure to place his spirit body, and it will disappear in seven or 49 days.

Everyone practices all kinds of ways, and has long been indifferent to life and death.

There are only a few people who come to pay homage.

Yan Zizhi walked around the coffin and saw Lu Qingzhou kneeling without any surprise.

Lu Qingzhou slowly threw a handful of yellow paper heads into the brazier, and stared at the black flying smoke with a pair of dark eyes full of red blood.

Hate awe-inspiring.

Holding the paper money to be burned for the deceased, the servant behind took two steps back, and suddenly bent down to salute.

"master."

Beyond the threshold, there was heavy wind and snow.

A middle-aged man wearing a strong suit similar to Jin Yiwei led a little boy by the hand and walked slowly inside.

As he walked, he took off his felt hat and handed it to the next servant.

Lu Qingzhou, who knelt before the coffin and melted paper, suddenly raised his head.

His father, Lu Nanfeng, who was always gentle and gentle, was like a stranger in his eyes now.

The little boy pulled by the "stranger" stared at everything in front of him with a pair of dark eyes.

Lu Nanfeng pulled the little boy forward, and whispered his child's name: "Lu Qingzhou, he is a few years younger than you. From now on, you will be called brothers. His name is Xie Mian."

Thank you Mian.

The name Lu Qingzhou can be described as thunderous.

It's just that this name is associated with his father, Lu Nanfeng.

He has always been the object of ridicule in the streets and alleys.

It was said that Xie Mian was Lu Nanfeng's illegitimate child, but because Lu Nanfeng's wife had a powerful family behind him, Lu Nanfeng didn't dare to bring this child home.

So he asked for grace and kept him in the palace.

He was raised by the eldest princess on his behalf.

now.

Now my mother's bones are still cold, and the mourning hall has not been withdrawn.

Lu Nanfeng actually brought this illegitimate son back in a fair and honest manner.

He didn't want to.

Even if it is after the mother's funeral is over, it is fine to bring it back after being buried in the ground for safety.

The little Lu Qingzhou clenched his fists.

I don't know if Lu Nanfeng saw it, or if he didn't.

In short, he pushed the smaller child in his arms to his own son.

The tone was serious: "He will stay in the Lu family from now on, there is no need to change his name, just call him Mr. Xie."

"Okay, sir."

None of the servants dared to disobey their master.

Although submissive, kept nodding.

But there was still something good going on, and he couldn't help but look up at the young master who had just lost his mother.

This is called watching the excitement, and it doesn't feel like a big deal.

Everyone wants to know, what earth-shaking changes will happen to the Lu family next?

With the young master's character of repaying every flaw, he will definitely not let Xie Mian go.

Lu Qingzhou walked in front of Xie Mian without saying a word.

at the same time.

Lin Yuan's red soul also stood in front of Lu Qingzhou, facing Xie Mian.

A little boy with a red soul.

Stepping in unison, they stretched out their hands at the same time, pushing Xie Mian hard.

Xie Mian didn't seem to think of dodging at all, he was pushed down in a daze, and fell on the snow, sinking into a big hole.

"I'm going to kill you and bury you with my mother!"

Turning around, Lu Qingzhou took out the knife at his waist from his father behind him, and pointed at Xie Mian who was sitting on the ground.

At this moment, the red soul suddenly burst into an extremely dazzling light, so red that it could drip blood.

It can even condense into a solid shape.

"not good."

Yan Zizhi let out a low cry, and before he could explain, he stepped forward and blocked the long knife with his hand.

He could see it.

Lu Nanfeng was not prepared to defend Xie Mian at all.

Even though he brought Xie Mian back, he didn't seem to have the slightest affection for the little boy.

Based on his understanding of the various high-ranking and powerful figures in the scriptures he had read, other than his own children, other people should be pawns that can be used by these big figures.

If Lu Nanfeng is not allowed, he is preparing to use Xie Mian.

So it is very likely that he will let his young master cut it off.

But seeing the state of the red soul, it was obviously wrong.

The brighter the color of the red soul is, the dimmer the life lamp around Yan Zizhi will be.

If the soul absorbs enough hatred, hatred and cruelty.

It may be completely condensed into a solid body, thus breaking away from the attraction of the life lamp.

At that time, Lin Yuan would never be able to come back.

With a soul with enough emotional savings, it is possible to become a ghost in the world, which is passed on by word of mouth.

There will be no second ending except for the soul flying away.

Yan Zizhi put his hand on the tip of the long knife and cast some spells.

The tip of the knife failed to hurt his palm, but it also saved Xie Mian.

The boy sitting in the snow raised his pitch-black eyes, and his eyes were fixed on Yan Zizhi.

He could see Yan Zizhi.

He's also one of the most important characters in the whole plot?

Xie Mian was very calm.

Staring at Yan Zizhi calmly, he made a sound calmly.

"You finally came."

Yan Zizhi: "???"

you know me?

It is not a wonderful thing to be recognized by some unknown monster in the land of death and life.

"It's been 400 years, and I've finally waited for you to come back."

Xie Mian stretched out his hand towards Yan Zizhi.

A small hand folded under a pair of big hands.

Hold the knife handle at the same time.

In an instant, it was full of brilliance.

The surrounding scenes began to spin crazily, twisting and falling into a huge vortex.

"Wanzhongshan! This knife is called Wanzhongshan!"

Xiang Jiurong's voice kept spinning around Yan Zizhi.

But Yan Zizhi saw only a vast expanse of whiteness, and could not see him at all.

Knife?

What knife? ?

The knife he was holding?

Wan Zhongshan is Lu Nanfeng's sideknife...

When she opened her eyes again, Yan Zizhi was still standing in the snow.

But the surrounding characters have changed.

He stood in the snow, covered in snow.

The black robe on his body has been soaked by snow.

And Xiang Jiurong stood beside him, staring at the knife in his hand with surprise.

It's just Xiang Jiurong's height...

It seems to be several heads taller than myself.

Something is wrong!

He was clearly about the same size as Xiang Jiurong.

Yan Zizhi looked up at the hand holding the handle of the knife.

At some point, his big hand with well-defined joints turned into a ball of fleshy, small, fat hand.

???

And the so-called Ten Thousand Mountains was being held in his hands right now.

Just a little bit, he could cut himself on the head and face.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

At this moment, he was very sure that he somehow got into the body of the little boy named Xie Mian in front of him.

Isn't this cheating?

In just such a short period of time, he can be sure that Lu Qingzhou will target Xie Mian everywhere from now on.

Now he has become Xie Mian.

Long live!

It's okay, the protruding point on the index finger tells me that the storage ring is still there.

It shows that things are not the worst.

Yan Zizhi let go of the handle of the knife, not having the time to pay attention to the little boy in front of him who wanted to eat people.

He touched his whole body with his fleshy little hands, trying to see if there was still something coming with him.

Then he touched a round thing on his chest.

???

The author has something to say:

Today is short, I apologize myself! ! !

Remarks: Lu Qingzhou = Eternal Hate = Yan Zizhi

Xie Mian = Xie Wuya = Lin Yuan

Xie Mian is not a girl, nor is she boobs.

It's an artifact, let's guess what it is

I will try to write it clearly below. It may be a bit complicated if I haven’t read the first book.