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

Mu Qi was restrained by Tan Bansheng's formation, and he really felt a chill when the thin blade of the stars pressed against his throat.

To Mu Qi, the matter of life and death was both normal and unusual.

The usual thing is that he has lived for more than ten thousand years since ancient times, and he has seen countless lives and deaths, and even Mu Qi himself can't remember the lives that have been contaminated in his hands.

What is unusual is that he has been able to live and dance from tens of thousands of years to the present, and today is the only two situations where Mu Qi can really feel the fear of life and death.

The first time was when he confronted Shangluo Yongzhou a hundred years ago.

If it wasn't for the trump cards he had accumulated when he was a big demon, and he happened to meet Bai Yutan, and took advantage of his greed, he signed a contract with him as one body and two souls. It can also reshape the body from scratch.

Of course, the bad thing is that his sculpted body is somewhat restricted, and he looks exactly the same as Bai Yutan, so he provoked many junior disciples to write brilliantly and gossip.

This is the second time that Mu Qi really felt that he might die.

Unlike the time a hundred years ago, he didn't have the trump card to preserve his soul, and he couldn't meet another person who was as stupid and manipulative as Bai Yutan, and his talent was not bad.

He might actually die this time.

He died in the real war that he carefully arranged hundreds of years ago, and died in the hands of the people he thought he was in control of.

Mu Qi suddenly realized this.

His pupils shrank sharply, his face twitched, but he still couldn't believe it: "Impossible."

After finishing speaking, Mu Qiyue wanted to hold on to his momentum and put on a sneer: "Even if there is a formation in the world that can kill me, it can't afford the spirit stone that can kill me."

How tenacious is the vitality of the ancient great demon?

Even under Tian Dao's deliberate extinction, Mu Qi still lingered on for more than ten thousand years, stirring up countless times of turmoil and mixing up with countless major events in the world

If it must be described, it can only be said to be almost immortal.

If you want to use the power of the formation to cut off Mu Qi's life by the roots, do you know if the spirit stone that burns Xiao Xingchen is enough?

"No need."

Tan Bansheng's tone was abnormally cold and hard, deliberately to the point where it was almost unnatural.

That person was someone he once loved and respected like a god, and with just a casual word, he could make Tan Bansheng go through life and death without hesitation.

It was also the person he hated so much later that he could calculate 180 different ways of dying in a day.

Fortunately, talking about half of his life was in vain for his intelligence, but he was tied by a string to his fatal weak spot, and half his life was manipulated.

He walked the path that Mu Qi wanted him to take, and did what Mu Qi wanted him to do.

Talk about half of my life, from hands to hearts, to what I do, nothing is my own.

He is just a puppet that others fiddled with casually when others had no intention of doing it. He is not even satisfied.

And he just, in order to pursue the so-called sincerity that he longed for, went to betray the only sincerity that he had ever had.

How ridiculous?

Looking at myself for half of my life, I feel that I am a pitiful, ridiculous and hideous joke.

His heart became numb and turned into piles of burnt ashes, leaving only a little scorching heat there, which made the scars more bloody and bloody, and the hand holding the knife was still steady:

"No spirit stone."

"I've already connected all my cultivation and vitality with the formation. Ordinary spirit stones are not enough to kill you, so are the land gods enough?"

That's the second-hand preparation made early in the half-life.

Whether his master can come back from the dead, live in the world as normal as the image in his memory, or something unexpected happened that he didn't want to see.

He didn't want to continue living in this world, and he thought he was ashamed to live in this world.

The silver light spread like water was reflected in Mu Qi's pupils, and there was a faint glimmer of gloomy and anxious light.

It is really rare for Mu Qi to show such a look.

Maybe it's because the pain is so extreme that it doesn't hurt, but when the thunderbolt fell from the blue sky, which is unacceptable to such a big man, he can still act like a normal person, thinking about the original performance of Mu Qi before his death, No different from those he killed.

It turns out that the so-called majestic and powerful ancient monsters who have survived to the present world will still be afraid and afraid of death even when they reach the age when they live as their ancestors.

Tan Bansheng cherishes words like gold, this time Mu Qi probably really touched his six desires and seven emotions that have always been as frozen as frost, and Tan Bansheng also said a lot of things as usual:

"My relatives and friends are dead, broken, and old people are separated. Naturally, I have nothing to worry about, and I have nothing to worry about."

Mu Qi raised his eyebrows, and got some condescending pleasure from Tan Bansheng's words as if showing weakness. Just when he was about to say what he was doing, he heard Tan Bansheng say:

"But you are different. For thousands of years, you have to live in this world regardless of the difficulty of reincarnation. It shows that you are greedy for life and afraid of death. There are things you want in this world."

"When I die, I seek benevolence and gain benevolence. When you die, you die with regret."

Lord Xiaoxing Shen is the most able to weigh the pros and cons, and the scales have been set for him in the current situation, and it is not difficult to choose what to do in half a lifetime.

The stars exploded one by one, and the light that exploded was like water splashed from the Jiutian Feiliu Waterfall, one layer after another, almost illuminating half of the sky, brightly shining, and the Milky Way flowing.

Mu Qi could no longer speak a word.

This great demon who has been persevering in doing evil for thousands of years and causing ups and downs finally died in the formation he set up when he was doing evil and causing troubles and rains.

It can be regarded as a good reincarnation.

Before Mu Qi died, what he thought of was the girl who came to Tongzhou City with him 700 years ago and jointly created the Mu family's foundation.

Mu Qi has lived for hundreds of lives, married many concubines, and had many wives. Every time he conscientiously plays the role of a husband that he should be, and no one can find even a single mistake or flaw.

Only one time 700 years ago was an exception.

He speculated that Mu Xiwei would be born 700 years later, and he felt that he was fooled by heaven to choose that girl, so he killed his wife in a rage.

Mu Qi never thought of it.If he himself only regarded that girl as his wife in this life, a complete and complete tool person, he would not get angry at all, but would be happy to see her success.

However, Mu Qi really lost control that time, thinking that his acquaintance with her was just an inevitable trajectory under the mercy of heaven, so he lost his mind once in hundreds of years.

If he didn't care, if he wasn't moved, how could he lose his composure to this point?

Unfortunately, it was too late for Mu Qi to understand this.

At the end of the day, the person he loved was killed by his own hands, and the soul has been reincarnated seven or eight times, and I am afraid that he has it, and he will never be able to find it.

When it was late, he was destined to die with this regret, and he couldn't close his eyes when he died, and he couldn't be reconciled.

Different from Mu Qi's eyes that rolled out in a daze when he died, the resentment and resentment that almost escaped from the eye sockets, and he smiled when he talked about his life and death.

Death is the best ending for him.

Everything about him, from his identity and cultivation as Master Xiaoxing Shen, to his temperament and means when dealing with people, were all bestowed by Mu Qi, leaving an indelible mark on him.

He turned Mu Qi's deliberate game, his fake two hearts that couldn't be squeezed out, into a peerless treasure that cannot be touched. For this reason, he pushed Tan Yanyan and Luo Yongzhou into a desperate situation.

Better to die.

When Luo Yongzhou came over, what he saw was the scene of the two corpses lying on the ground, and the formation was broken.

He has almost understood the cause and effect, and there is no need to speculate on who is right and who is wrong.

"He wasn't like this before."

When Luo Yongzhou looked at Tan Bansheng's remains calmly, he suddenly felt that he was very strange, completely different from the Tan Bansheng he remembered.

That's right, the human heart is a thing that changes three times a day, and there are different paths for a hundred years, how can we get familiar with it?

"I remember one time when I was a teenager and got into a fight too hard—"

Luo Yongzhou has always been merciless in fights, and his emphasis is on stomping people on the ground, the harder the stomping, the better.

Although Yue Shuangjiang wanted to protect him, but he had no choice but to suffer too much, Yue Shuangjiang could only make fun of it, and closed Luo Yongzhou for a period of time.

Luo Yongzhou's friends were considerate of him, fearing that he would either be driven mad by Qi Hengduan or smothered to death by Cui Wuzhi if he stayed in the white clouds, and came to see him for different reasons every now and then.

Qiu Qingya used Lunjian, and Yue Yingque was the only daughter of the Lord of Xijizhou, so as long as she was there, there was no reason at all.

Talking about half my life is the most interesting.

Luo Yongzhou originally thought that he would never see him.After all, Tan Bansheng is a person who values ​​etiquette, follows the rules, abides by the law, and it would be strange not to show Luo Yongzhou's face for such things, and expecting him to come and visit is undoubtedly a dream.

It can be said that half my life has come.

He arrived at the top of Bugu Peak like the wind, and with a cold face, he beat Luo Yongzhou to the head and covered his face as a reprimand.

The general idea is that Luo Yongzhou is really an idiot, he can't even fight well, he doesn't know how to fight in the dark, and he makes a lot of noise.

Luo Yongzhou was so shocked that he forgot to ask Tan Bansheng why he came to visit the prison.

Still Tan Bansheng told him uncomfortably that he used the identity of Young Master Xiaoxing Shen, which represented an equal and friendly identity between the two sects, so let Luo Yongzhou take it easy.

Luo Yongzhou said: "He was not like this before."

Look, Tan Bansheng used to be humane, and he was willing to pass on the imperial decree for his friend. He rushed to Baiyunjian tens of thousands of miles away just because he was worried and wanted to reprimand him.

"Sometimes I wonder if it would have been much better if I hadn't gone to chat with Tan half my life in the gold list test 600 years ago."

Talking about half of his life, he wouldn't take him so seriously, and wouldn't be so bitter about Mu Xiwei, who had turned against him personally, that he would drive himself half crazy in the end.

Luo Yongzhou began to think about why he took the words in the first place.

By the way, he was worried that Tan Bansheng would go crazy, thinking that as a person who saved the world, he would also help the common people, starting with small things, such as Tan Bansheng in front of him.

So Luo Yongzhou stuck on it like a plaster.

Luo Yongzhou couldn't help laughing, and murmured: "It's a pity that I didn't save the common people in the end, nor did I save half of Cheng Tan's life."

He just stood at the air vent on the top of Xiaoxing's sunken building, and passed through his memories of those years in front of the evening wind, and Mu Xiwei just stood by his side and accompanied him.

The warmth of the interlocking palms of the two seemed to be the only reliable temperature in this dark night.

Wait until the sunrise.

The sunrise on this day was unusual. Usually, the red sun rises above the east, forcing the thin clouds into a clear sky, but today is quite different.

The golden light in the sea of ​​clouds is vast, and at a glance, it seems that there are gilded pavilions pouring over the top, and the sea of ​​broken gold below, crowded with five-color rays of light, full of auspiciousness, it is by no means simple, magnificent, magnificent, and brilliant. Words like gorgeous can be summed up.

With such a huge momentum, even the most ordinary Shengdou people can feel something is wrong when they look up at the sky, let alone Mu Xiwei.

He seemed to have thought of something, with a hesitant look on his face, he asked Luo Yongzhou softly and uncertainly: "Master, is it what I think?"

Luo Yongzhou must have told him: "It's what you think."

The golden light is here, and the saint is back.

"Xi Wei should be able to detect my shortcomings in the early stage of swordsmanship. It's not because of the previous shortcomings, and it's not the turn of Tan Bansheng to kill Mu Qi."

Because his sword used to be a light in the world, it would not lose or be extinguished, even in the dark night, he still had to light up the light in the world and act against the sky.

And after Luo Yongzhou killed Mu Xiwei with his own hands a hundred years ago, he finally admitted defeat to Tiandao, and was finally disappointed in the world.

The lights in the world are gone, and the lights are gone. Luo Yongzhou's swordsmanship is frustrated, and his natural combat power is greatly reduced.

Strictly speaking at that time, he couldn't be regarded as a sword master in the full sense.

However, the torch does not go out, as long as there is a gust of east wind and the lights are rekindled, the saint appears again.

Mu Xiwei was that east wind, that opportunity.

"Fortunately I met you."

Luo Yongzhou had been disappointed several times, but in the end he failed to protect the person he wanted to protect and did what he wanted to do.

But he met Mu Xiwei.

This will allow all imperfections to be rounded into perfection.

The corner of Luo Yongzhou's mouth curled up into a smile, hooking the spring waves, and also shaking down the flower forest for ten miles, overwhelming the limelight of the clouds and clouds in the sky for a moment: "Do you remember what you promised me?"

"Remember." Mu Xiwei said.

He seems to be born with a lack of tendons, and he has a seriousness in matters of matter. The hardships he suffered in the early years seem to be nothing to Mu Xiwei, but every word he says is like an oath, every word is very important:

"I promised you to love this world."

Regardless of the past, present, or future.

That was what he promised Luo Yongzhang.

Luo Yongzhou said: "Then I will love you."

Mu Xiwei promised him that he would love the world.Therefore, he spared no effort to bear the evil spirit of demons through the ages, leaving the world with a clean source of demons and a clean future.

With Mu Xiwei around, why can't he make lights again?

For the world.

Even Mu Xiwei.

This time they were destined.