I am a Juggernaut by virtue of my beauty [Transmigration Book]

"What did you do to my master?"

Mu Xiwei's personality has always been peaceful, but this time there was a heavy light in his eyes, as if the night before a ferocious beast devoured a person was calm, as if a monstrous wave would break out at any moment.

It was obvious that he hated Mu Qi to the core, wishing to engrave this hatred in his flesh and blood, and wait for the blood of the enemy to pour out before he could extinguish the fire in his heart.

If Master...

If Master...

Mu Xiwei didn't dare to think about it at all, so she could only forcefully suppress the terrible association in her heart.

He can extinguish his terrible associations, but he can't extinguish his hatred for Mu Qitao.

It was the first time in his life that he became so violent, thinking that only by killing Mu Qi and then quickly, tearing apart the skin and bones, could he appease the hatred in Yi Er's heart.

Mu Qi didn't take it seriously: "Don't you know your master's temper?"

"He loves to take care of everything. No matter what is under his control or not under his control, he will come over and intervene. He never takes trouble. If it weren't for the fact that the number one foundation in the world was there to help him lay it out, he would have done it a long time ago." I paid for it myself."

"He knew I was responsible for what happened in Xicheng, how could he not ask me to settle the score?"

Mu Xi let out a long breath of relief and relaxed, only to realize that cold sweat had already oozed from her back.

It's like the rest of my life after a catastrophe.

Master is fine now.

He believed in Luo Yongzhou, the sword master was invincible in the world, how could he really lose to Mu Qi?

At this time, it was late at night, and the battle had not yet started, and even the demon soldiers who were watching the night outside were dozing off.

Mu Qiyue must have been very idle. Seeing that Mu Xi didn't answer, he still wanted to tease him: "Don't you want to know what's going on about Xicheng?"

Mu Xi was silent for a while, restraining a bit of hatred, her voice was still cold: "If you are willing to tell the truth, I am willing to listen."

I can't see the strength of character that I would rather die than open my mouth.

Mu Xi differentiated very clearly.

I hate the mysterious man in front of me so much. Anyway, I am under his control now, and I can't escape at all. It is good to hear a little bit about why Xicheng turned into a ghost city.

Mu Qi smiled: "You can hold your breath."

It's such a time, and he can calmly calculate the situation clearly, without being overwhelmed by anger.

So he said: "Then I will tell you about the origin of this ghost town."

"About 700 years ago, uh, at that time, the battlefield of humans and demons had not yet reached Xicheng, and Xicheng could still be regarded as a small and rich city. I met a very special girl in Xicheng."

Mu Xiwei listened to this third-rate script, which not only concealed the development of the thunder and dog blood behind it, but also started with a deep and rainy love, and some bad premonitions suddenly rose in her heart.

as predicted.

Mu Qi slowly recalled what happened more than 700 years ago.

Mu Qi, as the first great demon ten thousand years ago, has been tolerated by the Dao of Heaven for a long time. In order to escape the pursuit of the laws of heaven and earth, Mu Qi can only incarnate as a mortal life after life most of the time.

More than 700 years ago, the name of the mortal he incarnated was Mu Qi.

He met a girl in Xicheng more than 700 years ago.

How the two of them met, Mu Qi somewhat forgot.

His lifespan is too long, and he has experienced too many things, so he can no longer remember such details.

It seems that the girl walked sideways during the meal, accidentally knocked over his bowl, and spilled the sauce all over her body, making the girl blush and embarrassed.

If he accidentally did such a thing, he would always have to apologize and pay him all his clothes.

After going back and forth, they got to know each other so well.

After coming and going, the girl made a secret promise to him, and they got married like this.

Mu Qi didn't feel anything. He had experienced many lives and married many times before, and he only regarded it as a necessary part of escaping from the pursuit of heaven.

Not necessarily happy, and not much resistance.

They got married, and then the battle line of the demons approached Xicheng little by little. The two moved south to Tongzhou City like a pair of the most ordinary mortal couple.

The place where Mu was born 7 years ago is a city that is very important to him.

In fact, Mu Qi still can't figure it out. He obviously moved south to escape, and he can escape to any city. Why did he have to take the girl to Tongzhou City without any thanks.

The girl probably didn't look at the map, and didn't know that the distance from Xicheng to Tongzhou City was beyond the distance of two mortals in their lifetime, so Mu Qi fooled her.

When Mu Xiwei heard him talking about Tongzhou City, and remembered the memorial tablet lying in her family's ancestral hall, she couldn't help but have a bad premonition: "What happened next?"

"Later—"

Mu Qi turned his head and looked at the lonely and vast starry sky outside. Mu Xi could not see his face at all, but only heard the tone of his voice calmly: "She gave birth to a child, and I killed her because of destiny."

That girl lived an ordinary life all her life, but when her ordinary life came to her, she could become very happy and carefree.

Her appearance is also delicate and ordinary, but her smile is always between her dimples, and she is very comfortable and bright to look at.

Only the death was an accident.

The blood soaked through her clothes bit by bit, the girl opened her eyes wide in shock, the look in her eyes was hard for Mu Qi to understand, hard to describe.

He is the first generation of great demon conceived by the evil spirit of heaven and earth, so of course he doesn't understand love and hate in the world.

He only understood a word the girl said.

The girl said that if he thought about the relationship between husband and wife, he would take her back to Xicheng for burial, and let her go.

She was seriously injured and on the verge of death, and her voice was so thin that it was like a gossamer, without the usual soft and sweetness.

Mu Qi felt that this was the most unpleasant sentence he had ever heard in his ten thousand years of life.

Mu Xiwei: "..."

The turnaround was so fast that he was caught off guard.

Mu Qiping said nonchalantly: "Then I buried her in Tongzhou City, because I was a little unhappy, so I ran to Xicheng and killed all the people in the city."

"Later, I was a little worried about what to do if her soul really went to Xicheng, and no one would be happy, so I set up another formation, and trapped the souls of the residents of Xicheng in the formation. doing the same thing as before.”

"Well...Because Xicheng is a small city for mortals, I set up the formation well, and the ghost aura was almost covered. At that time, the two races of humans and demons were struggling with the battle, so they were not discovered. Until Luo Yongzhou came here now. "

In essence, Mu Qi didn't take this seriously back then, and he didn't do it too well. Every so often, a ghost was snatched away, which made Xicheng's reputation as a ghost town.

The Juggernaut is the most sensitive to this kind of ghosts and demons, and the clues left by Mu Qi can't be hidden from Luo Yongzhou's eyes.

Mu Xiwei said: "So you are sure that Master will come to kill you?"

Just when Mu Qi wanted to say that he can't, he was interrupted by Mu Xiwei: "How could he not come to kill you?"

The boy's eyes were red.

Different from the maddened redness of those obsessed, Mu Xiwei's eyes were still calm, and it was precisely because of this tranquility that the sadness and anger in the redness made it even more shocking.

Mu Xiwei repeated it again, he was still self-reliant, but the meaning of each word was very strong: "How could he not come to kill you?"

"A city of tens of thousands of people..."

He also ate a bowl of wontons served by Xiaoer yesterday, and he greeted him upstairs with a smile on his face.

On the last day of his life, he wanted to do this trivial matter.

He doesn't have a reputation in history, and he doesn't have much decency, but at least he can get enough food and clothing, and it is still dignified to support himself.

When he greeted the guests with seventeen wontons, he probably would not have thought that this was the last time he would consciously do that.

The next moment he died at the hands of an unreasonable devil.

The devil didn't know what it was because of a little illusory, but he probably killed his wife because of the destiny that was not as good as bullshit.

After the incident, I regretted it, and I didn't cry much, wiped my head and followed her with her. Instead, I slaughtered my wife's hometown to express my apology and finished the incident.

Absolutely disgusting.

For the first time, Mu Xiwei knew that there was such a magical existence in the world.

However, whether he knows it or not, there are never many people like Mu Qi in the demon clan.

For the first time, the young man understood so deeply why the two races of humans and demons have been enemies for generations, and why the monks of the human race fought fiercely internally, but they would do everything to stop the demons from the outside.

Mu Xiwei said: "Mu Qi, even if my master doesn't kill you, I will...will kill you in the future!"

When it came to the last three words, Mu Xiwei's determination in his words was like a sword drawn out of its sheath.

Mu Qi didn't take him seriously, and of course he didn't take him seriously: "Oh, but seriously, I'm still your ancestor, and I'm really related by blood. The kind that you should offer incense to me during festivals."

He obviously didn't know enough about the customs of the human race, and he didn't know that the offering of incense during festivals was for the dead.

Mu Xiwei said, "So?"

He raised his head slightly, just in time to bump into the soft moonlight pouring in.

The moonlight does not penetrate the young man's determination into a sword under his brows, and his murderous eyes as pools:

"Father and mother told me that I was adopted by them, so I'm not related to your descendants. Besides, since it's all about [-] or [-] generations, there's no need to cut your flesh and blood to repay you, right?"

Mu Qi looked at him.

The young man was his descendant after more than ten or twenty generations, and he was the one who was destined to kill the girl in anger.

The twists and turns of fate are really strange.

It is obvious that Mu Xiwei should have died under his calculations a hundred years ago, and his fate was empty, so he won a chance of life.

Unexpectedly, a hundred years later, he would appear again with the destiny.

Yan Huan and his group were almost driven crazy by this Xicheng.

First a certain disciple, and then Mu Xiwei and Luo Yongzhou both disappeared, making everyone in the team panic and afraid to speak loudly.

Forget it, they can still try their best to calm down, so as to maintain the superficial calm.

As a result, the residents of the inn they were in, who were bundled into zongzi, realized after two days that the guys they depended on for their livelihood had been smashed by these young people.

They were extremely angry immediately, showing strength that mortals should not have. You help me, I help you chew the broken rope, creak down the tables, chairs and benches of the inn, pick up the legs of the tables and chairs, chase after them and beat them.

It's a bitter feast now.

Although the residents in Xicheng are suspected of being ghosts, the strange thing is that their aura does not have much sinister aura, and they are not the kind that do evil.

If they break up rashly, they will probably have to bear karma.

While the city residents were out of anger, their combat power gradually increased by several steps. A group of people couldn't tie them up, and even beat them with hands and feet. Fleeing from roof to roof.

It is estimated that there is only one such monk in the world.

Some disciples couldn't bear it anymore, so they boldly proposed to Yan Huan: "Brother, for the present plan, why don't we leave the city as soon as possible?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the residents who were chasing after them with lingering fear.

Yan also watched them snowballing and getting bigger and bigger, one by one more aggressive, and now the crowds crowded the streets and alleys, so he hesitated:

"Forget it, let's go out of town."

Who can stand this?

All the disciples cheered, and Qi Qi flew towards the gate of the city with a sense of relief that he was finally going to be relieved.

They probably haven't run that fast in the first half of their lives.

The city gate is close at hand.

The hope of escape is at hand!

When Bai Yunjian's disciple was full of excitement, he paused again, and after seeing the scene at the gate of the city, he was suddenly dumbfounded.

Yan Huan was the first to react, he drew his sword backhand, walked to the front of all the disciples, and shouted: "Who dares to stop me from Baiyunjian?"

Yan Huan's question was majestic, but in fact he was very uncertain.

His cultivation at the peak of the Nascent Soul is indeed among the best among the younger generation, and with his powerful swordsmanship, he is often able to fight across the ranks.

But when facing the demons at the gate of the upper city, Yan Huan really didn't know how to win, not to mention he had to protect the disciples in Bai Yunjian.

"Don't worry, Lord Yan, I came here not to have a life-and-death battle with Lord Lang."

The demons spoke, and their attitude could even be said to be polite:

"Just following the orders of the lord, I have to act as a last resort. Please stay in Xicheng for the time being, and don't move around."

Yan Huan: "..."

All right, he thought about it, and felt that fighting ghosts should be easier than beating these demons. He didn't want to say more, and was about to go back and pack up the residents of the city one by one, and find a safe place to live. , and listened to the Mozu added:

"My master hopes that this city will be fine. Please, Mr. Yan, don't act rashly and destroy the original order of Xicheng."

The words are euphemistic and the meaning is very direct.

Let him be obedient, and he can bear the beating, and he will not fight back if he is beaten or scolded.

Yan Huan: "..."

He was the first disciple of the head of the majestic Baiyunjian, and it was the first time he realized what it means that a human is not as good as a ghost.

Thousands of grief and indignation and the urge to yell, all melted into four characters in Yan Huan's heart, silently shouting:

Juggernaut save me!

The leader of the Japanese Ministry led Luo Yongzhou into the camp where the demon army was stationed. Halfway through the journey, Luo Yongzhou stopped suddenly.

The leader of the Ribu thought he had something to do, so he stopped along with him and waited for him to ask.

Luo Yongzhou: "I remember I said that if you dare to touch my disciple while I am not in the city, you must bear the consequences."

The leader of the Japanese Department said humbly: "You said not long ago that the subordinates will keep it in mind and dare not forget it."

"very good."

Through a golden mask, Luo Yongzhou's voice also had a clanking sound of metal clashing, it sounded very powerful, but also very cold and indifferent:

"You'd better remember my other sentence."

He prefers to do it directly rather than threaten with his mouth.

Even if the leader of the Japanese Department lowered his head, he felt that his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't look directly at him.

It turned out that Luo Yongzhou drew his sword.

He was in the barracks of the [-] demon army; he was near the mysterious person he was going to meet; he drew his sword in front of a land god, the leader of the Japanese Ministry.

The leader of the Japanese Ministry was astonished.

Those who have cultivated to the realm of land gods should know how difficult it is to practice, and how intoxicating and charming it is to stand on a high place and command the world.

Naturally, life is extremely cherished. Whatever you do, step by step, you must carefully consider it, and you will be safe.

Let's put it another way.

After cultivating to the realm of land gods, I know that all living beings are chess pieces, and if one wrong move in one move affects the whole body, the whole game will be lost.

Even if it is not for yourself, but for the sake of the general public, you should be careful in every step, and you should not make mistakes.

The leader of the Japanese Ministry is very convinced that if he were to change to a land god today, he would rather bend than bend like autumn green cliffs, and do whatever he wants like the moon's waxing and waning...

Even...even if he hated the demons for half his life, he would never draw his sword brazenly in such a place where the time, place and people are right and nothing is right.

How dare he Luo Yongzhou?

How can it be taken for granted without hesitation?

What did he think of the demon camp, Mu Qiqi, and himself, a land god?

Just as the leader of the Japanese Ministry was in disbelief, the sword's edge was already in front of his throat.

That sword is too fast.

It was so fast that the leader of the Japanese Ministry had no time to see what the blade of the sword looked like, and it was already pressed against his neck.

That sword is too domineering.

Obviously, the most common sword is as long as most swords, and as wide as most swords. Even the sword light that cuts through the night will never be brighter than the shadow of a candle.

But where it passed, all the lights in the camp were extinguished, the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, and the stars and the moon were invisible.

It was like... a sword from the sky.

When it came, all the gods and Buddhas were cut, and the sword pierced through the hollow, and when it was closed, it was silent, not even the demons resting in the camp three feet away did not disturb a single one.

The leader of the Japanese Ministry did not have the idea of ​​​​resisting at all.

Is this the number one sword in the world?

How could his sword reach this level?

Is this the sword of man, or the sword of heaven?

A lot of doubts followed Jianfeng, almost blocking the leader of the Japanese Ministry and losing his mind.

Fortunately, his land fairy didn't put on a good-looking display either, so he quickly realized that a hurricane was set off by his robe sleeves, and the camp tents with a radius of several miles were blown to nothing.

Luo Yongri was as stable as Mount Tai, nothing happened, and the nearby demons died.

The leader of the Japanese Ministry's arrogance at the operation of his own people can almost be compared with the time when Qi Yunfei first saw Luo Yongzhou draw his sword, evenly divided.

Everything is quiet.

The wind also stopped, and the sword light also stopped, and everything returned to the quietest time at the beginning.

Only the sky was pitch black, without the bright moon that hung high in the sky at first.

Only the leader of the Japanese Ministry opened his eyes wide and lay dead body on the ground.

His soul was held in Mu Qi's palm.

Who would have imagined that in the confrontation between two land gods, Mu Qi abruptly made a thrust, taking the land god's soul one step ahead of Luo Yongzhou's sword.

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Luo Yongzhou was shocked again.

It seems that compared with them, Qi Yunfei is still too naive, which made me beat my uncle that time like a child's play.

It was Mu Qi's act of taking the soul of the leader of the Japanese Ministry with his own hands, which was comparable to the leader of the Japanese Ministry's act of killing his own people.

Worthy of being a master and slave.

Luo Yongzhou was convinced, willing to bow down.

After the initial struggle of the spirit of the leader of the Japanese Department, he seemed to understand that no matter how hard he struggled, it would be of no avail if he fell into the palm of Mu Qi, so he simply survived.

The demon race is formed by the innate evil spirit. After falling into the devil, people are also assimilated by the demon race. The evil spirit gradually erodes from the skin to the meridian of flesh and blood, and finally melts away the bones.

Body hair and skin, all the parents who received it, everything that proves that people are human is gone, leaving only a body with condensed evil spirits.

Therefore, even if the body of the Demon Race is damaged, even if it is cut into pieces, it is still difficult to truly kill it.

Luo Yongzhou directly used sword energy to kill the demon's soul, and only after confirming that the soul was gone, did he really kill the demon.

In other words, the leader of the Japanese Ministry is now in the hands of Mu Qi, except for the loss of a physical body, everything else is safe, and it will be able to stir up wind and rain after a while.

In the depths of the night, Mu Qi was still dressed in gorgeous clothes, without any mess. In this dark, starless and moonless night, he looked bright and bright, especially abrupt:

"I'm really sorry, I don't like this idiot, but there is no one in my hands right now, so I can only punish him slightly and save his life first."

"Oh yes, I will separate you and me from the demon army with a barrier, so there is no need to worry about them."

What he said was so eloquent that he was qualified to be a son of a noble family even if he took the four surnames.

Luo Yongzhou: "You can save his entire demon from me, not just save his soul."

Mu Qi didn't think about it: "Because I think he hates him, so I don't really want to save him."

It was the first time Luo Yongzhou met someone who was less reasonable than himself, and even so unreasonable.

This made him feel a little competitive, and he said slowly, "I have a question for you."

Mu Qi was not surprised and said, "Oh? Please tell me."

Luo Yongzhou: "Why do you have to think about using Bai Yutan's face? Are you ugly in the first place? But Bai Yutan's appearance barely hurts your eyes. If you are ugly in the first place, shouldn't you be more ugly?" Do you want to change to a face that is astonishingly handsome?"

He pointed to his mask: "For example, me."

This question exceeded Mu Qi's expectation.

He froze with a smile, and reluctantly said: "Why would the sword master be sure that I am not Bai Yutan?"

"Oh this." Luo Yongzhou fiddled with the mask twice, and said casually, "Bai Yutan, I can hit ten with one hand with my eyes closed. You, better than Bai Yutan, I can hit ten with one hand with my eyes closed." Hit three. That trash can't do it."

Mu Qi, who could hit three with one hand with his eyes closed, was almost laughed out of anger, and finally got back to the topic:

"Doesn't the Juggernaut want to know how his disciple is doing now?"

Luo Yongzhou paused for a moment and glanced at him.

Through the mask, Mu Qi couldn't see his expression, but one could imagine that his eyes under the mask must be filled with [-]% contempt and [-]% disdain.

The bad and frivolous arrogance in others has come to him, and it has been coated with the number one light in the sky, and it is reasonable to use the name of the number one beauty.

It seems that he should be born arrogant and arrogant, looking down on all living beings.

In other words, the people he looked down on were happy to see him look arrogant and arrogant, looking down on all living beings.

Luo Yongzhou: "What can you do to my apprentice? With me here, don't you have to treat him well, and then wait for me to beat you to shame, and then bring him back triumphantly? Just treat him like a child." It’s good to come to the Demon Army Barracks to experience the atmosphere, eat and drink.”

What a contradictory person.

He deserves to be hated.

It should also be praised by people with a sincere love.

Mu Qi couldn't hold back, and also stabbed him: "Didn't the sword master just say that he can fight and never speak?"

"That was just now."

Luo Yongzhou was calm and composed, "I've changed my mind."

"I think that the demons who touch my apprentice must first be greeted by me and say that life is unlovable, and then I will hang them up and beat them to death, and taste all the pain in the world before they can make him feel the love of my apprentice." The heart is heavy."

Mu Qi: "..."

He brought Yong Zhou to the tent where he lived.

Marching outside, the furnishings in the camp are very simple, but neither of them cares about this.

Mu Qi got straight to the point and said straightforwardly: "The disciple of the Sword Master is in my hands."

Luo Yongzhou lazily said: "You don't need to emphasize it so much, you can emphasize it again, and I will cut you with a sword later."

Mu Qi is also good at self-cultivation, still calm: "I want the sword master's demon origin in exchange."

This farce from the beginning of Xicheng finally showed its true purpose, and the people behind the scenes finally showed their poisonous fangs under the simple soybean oil lamp in the camp.

Luo Yongzhou was well aware of his situation.

Now his body is supported by the demonic origin instead of his cultivation base. If he loses his demonic origin, Luo Yongzhou will lose all his cultivation base, and he will be stronger than ordinary people's sword intent.

Not to mention being number one in the world, it is still unknown whether his name can be included among the land gods.

It really strangled Luo Yongzhou's throat.

There was a sound behind a screen in the middle of the camp that isolated the two sides.

From the moment Luo Yongzhou came out, he knew who was behind the screen and what Mu Qihuai's purpose was.

But he only glanced at it lightly, and said to Mu Qi as if nothing had happened: "You want the origin of the demon? There are too many people who want the origin of the demon. Do you have a chance to get it in the early light of the candle?"

Mu Qi also smiled, and there was something in his words: "If I lost my life to take the origin of the demon in the first light of the candle, how could the sword master be willing to deal with me?"

His meaning is also beyond words.

According to your personality of Luo Yongzhou——

When you were covered in bruises 300 years ago, you dared to rush into the army of hundreds of thousands of demons, shocked the world with a single sword, and beheaded the head of the great demon lord to the ground.

On the eyes of the big demon master, who is dying, there is also a deep imprint of your near-crazy madness at that time.

Hundreds of thousands of demons, hundreds of thousands of monks, together nearly a million people, no one dared to speak, no one dared to stop the blood-dripping sword, and the white clothes dyed red and black.

You have such an arrogant character, such an arrogant sword, and such an arrogant person.

If it wasn't that he couldn't beat him, Mu Qi, and he wasn't sure to get Mu Xiwei back before he got into trouble, how could he talk about the present calmly with him.

The corners of Luo Yongzhou's lips moved twice under the mask.

He just wanted to say that if it wasn't for your father's only [-]% kendo, it would be your turn to come here and show me the rebellion of youth.

Afterwards, it was boring to think about it, Luo Yongzhou said one thing, never did such a thing of bragging about bragging and borrowing money, so he shut up and changed the sentence:

"I haven't asked about Gao's surname yet."

Luo Yongzhou just asked casually, not intending to listen.

In his eyes, the name Gao of the Demon Race can be translated into one meaning:

dying person.

Mu Qi said: "Mu Qi."

Fearing that Luo Yongzhou would not be able to react, he deliberately added an emphatic sentence: "More than 700 years ago, Mu Qi in Tongzhou City."

Luo Yongzhou grasped the sword tightly.

When he was in the Mu Mansion in Tongzhou City, he knew that Mu Qiru was right, and he should be the first generation of great demons thousands of years ago.

It is also possible to guess that the posture of Motai, the leader of the Moon Department in Tongzhou City, is caused by Mu Qi behind the scenes.

Guessing it at that time is different from knowing it now.

When he was in Tongzhou City, Luo Yongzhou had only been in this world for a few days. In his eyes, everything was just a name, which was made up of a face, no different from a tool man with a mosaic.

Novel... He traveled through more than a dozen worlds before, how could he take all of them seriously?

But this world is different.

The empathy of the original owner is too strong.He uncovered the memories of the original owner segment by segment, the good and the bad, vivid in his memory.

As if he had really experienced those things and made so many friends.

For example, Mu Qi.

Luo Yongzhou couldn't remember this memory about Mu Qi, and didn't know how they met.

But he remembered that when he first saw Mu Xiwei in the inn a hundred years ago, he recognized the original sword energy on Mu Xiwei.

The source of sword energy was originally from the Mu family.

Luo Yongzhou thought.

Since he can be recognized by the original sword energy, and he is his descendant, his character will not be too bad.

As he thought about it, there was no killing intent in the early light of the bright candle, and Mu Xiwei recovered a little life in a daze.

He also remembered the time when he walked back to Mu's house from Tianbang.

The competition of the Tianbang Examination and the discussion after the competition came to an end. On the last night, there was a big celebration with wine, and the fireworks never stopped in the sky.

Due to the great enemy of the demons in the Immortal Dao, everyone is usually frugal and self-disciplined, and they are unsmiling. Only that one time was a rare extravagance.

Originally, the stern-faced young geniuses were also infected by the atmosphere, laughing, playing and indulging.

Luo Yongzhou likes to be lively the most, and he enjoys this kind of event like a fish in water the most, and enjoys it.

But that time Luo Yongzhou was not greedy and sneaked out of the Tianbang Exam.

Yue Yingque also likes to be lively.

And on this occasion, she is the jewel in the palm of the Xiji Continent Lord, and she has the title of the most beautiful woman in the world, and she has always been the one among the stars.

But Yue Yingque saw Luo Yongzhou's back, and without thinking, he found an excuse and slipped away together.

Qiu Qingya and Tan Bansheng didn't like this kind of occasion.But they have to take care of their disciples not to make any jokes, they should stay close at every step and be vigilant at all times.

For some unknown reason, they also left with Luo Yongzhou.

The four of them flew with swords high in the night sky, and the howling evening wind couldn't blow away their drunkenness, but it made their faces even redder, and they were all very excited.

They were young 600 years ago.

With one fight, a few days of communication can lead to a close friend.

With a back view, one can tacitly leave the Tianbang event behind.

Yue Yingque called him loudly: "Luo Yongzhou! Don't you usually like to socialize? Why are you going to a place tens of thousands of miles away this time?"

"That's different!" Luo Yongzhou also replied loudly, "Have you heard of Homecoming?"

Yue Yingque is the only daughter of the Lord of Xijizhou. There is no one in the younger generation who has a tougher waist than her. Of course, I have never heard of it.

Luo Yongzhou explained to her: "A hundred years ago, the Patriarch of the Mu family was like a brother to me, and I always remember his kindness in my heart."

Mu Qi said that he would become a peerless figure, accompanied by wind and cloud.

These words once ignited a passion like a raging fire in the young man's heart.

"I always remember his friendship. Of course I have the ability to repay him."

There is another sentence, Luo Yongzhou didn't talk to Yue Yingque.

He also wanted Mu Qiquan to know that he was right.

What the hell is this?

Luo Yongzhou thought back to the present.

Even if he was not the original owner, he held his breath and asked Mu Qi:

"What happened in Tongzhou City was the joint effort of you and Tan Bansheng?"

"Yes." Mu Qi's attitude was very good, and he could be said to be endless, "It's half a lifetime... He hates the demons very much, and he is not a fool at all. But his master's affairs are too important to him, so it is a little bit more accurate. An incitement—"

He smiled slightly, as if he thought it was a very funny thing:

"That's why Tan Bansheng will attack you in Xiaoxing Shenli, trap you, and then push Mu Xiwei to Tongzhou City, and push it to the Six Sect Masters. I took the opportunity to activate the big formation in Tongzhou City, and fish in troubled waters."

What the fuck is this?

Luo Yongzhou still remembered Tan Bansheng's deadly disgusted face when he climbed over the wall from the back door of Mu Mansion in his memory.

In the end, Tan Bansheng pinched his nose and turned in, just to grab Luo Yongzhou's neck and warn him to be more reliable next time.

Later, when the guards of the Mu Mansion passed by, Tan Bansheng had no choice but to let go in order not to startle the snake.

Then he separated the original sword energy.

Tan Bansheng asked him, is it worth compromising his swordsmanship for a dead person?

Luo Yongzhou said that there is no value between friends?When you die one day, I will give you a ray of original sword energy.

Being chased by Tan Bansheng and knocked out of the wall of Mu's courtyard, Yue Yingque laughed from behind.

There was also a smile on Qiu Qingya's face.

After everything was done, they didn't know where to go, and they were afraid of being grabbed and beaten by their elders when they went back to the Tianbang for the test. The four of them sat side by side on the courtyard wall, laughing like they were drunk.

What the hell is this?

In the blink of an eye, the friend he had devoted his heart to, attacked him in Xiaoxing Shenzhong.

He didn't hesitate to compromise his old friend in the way of swordsmanship, and it was a calculated wishful thinking from the beginning to the end.

Luo Yongzhou suddenly remembered the original owner's sentence that there is nothing worthwhile between friends.

He smiled under the mask.

He once really regarded them as friends, as brothers.

What did you get in return?

Is it the long river of memories of Xiaoxing Shenli, or the stranger in the Tianbang test.

Or maybe it was Mu Qi's murderous ambush in the magic army camp this time, telling him that only you, a fool, are hot?

What has he done wrong in these hundreds of years?

Luo Yongzhou laughed very low.

Juggernaut... is not someone who has never been weak.

Mu Qi has been patiently waiting for his answer.

Luo Yongzhou said: "Okay, I will give you the origin of the demon, and you let me meet my apprentice first."

After speaking, to show his sincerity, he put the first light of the candle on the table.

If it was in the past, Luo Yongzhou would definitely add, even if I don't need a sword, I can hang you up and beat you.

But now he seems to have lost all his competitive spirit and lack of interest. He feels that even watching Mu Qi's face-changing good show is boring and boring.

Very boring.

Luo Yongzhou couldn't tell what was boring.

Anyway, it's no fun beating Mu Qi, and it's no fun beating Mu Qi.The leader of the Japanese Ministry, the Demon Race, Tan Bansheng, the Six Sects...these related things are not interesting.

Maybe it's because people are already very tired living in this world.

Of course it doesn't mean much.

Seeing that his subordinates did not move, Mu Qi saw that the light from the mask in his eyes also became thinner, and he no longer had the original aggressive edge.

People always admit defeat.

Mu Qi thought casually.

Even a Juggernaut?Number one in the world, the glory of beheading two great demon lords is still in sight, don't they just bow their heads and admit defeat?

Having said that, he didn't have much sense of accomplishment in his heart.

It seems that Luo Yongzhou is born to never admit defeat, no matter how difficult or dangerous the situation is, if the sky falls, he will stand up, and when it gets dark, he will poke a hole and poke the sun out.

No matter how big the problem is, he will always keep his back straight, hold his head high, and stand in the front with the arrogant light from the golden mask.

Never admitting defeat, never lowering his head is the spirit and spirit that melted into the eyes of the Juggernaut, supporting his backbone.

Throwing in the towel...it's boring, you're not that person anymore.

Mu Qi looked at Luo Yongzhou, and confirmed that Mingzhu Chuguang was indeed safe and sound, without any sword energy coming out, and Luo Yongzhou didn't plan to make any small moves, and was about to let go of his mouth to agree to kill when the screen behind him moved.

To be precise and precise, it exploded.

It wasn't just a screen that was blown up, but Mu Qi's tent and half of the camp were also blown up.

The demon army had a fateful night. They escaped the ruthless pressure of the leader of the Japanese Ministry, but they couldn't escape Mu Xiwei's actions.

Thanks to Mu Qixiu's astonishing skill and quick response, he was not blown out to embellish the air.

"Xiwei."

Luo Yongzhou saw the waste