The only way of good and evil

It doesn't matter if the color of the wooden table is a little yellow, he can just put down his weapons, and besides the Zhansha Mieyu Knife he carries with him, he puts everything else in the interspatial ring.

Naturally, there is no need to take it out to occupy this small space.

Looking at it this way, the room seemed much empty.

As for the two crudely made wooden chairs, as long as the occupant does not feel uncomfortable, they will do the job of a chair.

But now the two people sitting on the wooden chair didn't feel any discomfort.

Meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land could be regarded as a happy event, but at this moment, there is only silence in the eyes of the two people standing opposite each other.

Ming Moxuan has been slipped away by the knife-carrying boy, and the boy gave Xuan Zhan two choices, stay or go.

It stands to reason that Xuan Zhan should return to the New Bloodless Frontier Dynasty. After all, following such a powerful, mysterious and strange young man, he always feels that life is beyond his control.

But Xuan Zhan chose to stay for three reasons, one is that he needs to order Mo Xuan to point him in the direction, the other is that he is curious about the real identity of this young man.

The young man in black who was sitting opposite him was three.

As for the issue of life and death, he has already left it behind. Compared with the disillusionment of the ideals he has carried out since childhood, death is nothing.

Now Xuanzhan doesn't look like he is really alive.

So the young man arranged such a stone house for Xuan Zhan, a place enough to live temporarily, this is more important than anything else to Xuan Zhan.

At least for the next period of time, he is the owner of this stone house.

This is what the young man said, Xuan Zhan also performed a rigorous Buddhist ceremony to thank others for the first time after the Muhuang Buddhist Temple was destroyed.

"Ahem, there is no wine, there should be tea."

The young man in black sitting across from Xuan Zhan still couldn't stand the heavy atmosphere, coughed dryly, and spoke up.

Xuan Zhan just shook his head: "There is no tea, and I don't like tea."

The young man in black choked on Xuan Zhan's words, he took out two jars of wine from the interspatial ring, threw one in front of Xuan Zhan, and put the other in front of himself.

Then he took out a delicate wine glass, opened the wine seal, poured the gurgling wine into it, and started drinking on his own.

Xuan Zhan was a little stunned for a moment, because after the two jars of wine were placed on the wooden table, the room that was originally relatively empty seemed to become much more crowded.

Then he watched the young man in black drink one cup after another, drinking faster and faster, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Jian Wenqing, don't you want me to just watch you drink?"

Jian Wenqing put down the wine glass in her hand, shrugged indifferently and said:

"I took out two jars of wine, one is mine and the other is yours.

You don't choose to drink with me, and you don't want to see me drink alone.

Don't you think this is a little too overbearing? "

Xuan Zhan was silent, and after watching Jian Wenqing poured three more cups into his mouth, he slapped the wine seal off the wine jar in front of him with one palm, raised the wine jar like a cow chewing peonies, and began to gulp down the wine .

But Jian Wenqing put down his wine glass at this moment, looked at Xuan Zhan like this, slightly shook his head and said:

"Buddha demon, demon Buddha.

It doesn't matter whether the Buddha is in front or the devil is in front.At least Buddha and demons are there.

But now all I see is a ghost, a lonely ghost, and a drunkard. "

Hearing this, Xuan Zhan put down the wine jar, wiped away a trace of wine stains overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and asked, "What kind of wine is this?"

Jian Wenqing replied indifferently: "Xiaoshang Ghost City, Bone Cave, Resurrection Wine."

"Resurrection wine..." Xuan Zhan smiled wryly, his eyes were still cloudy, but it wasn't caused by the rejuvenation wine, but he had been like this all along.

"What are you doing here?"

Jian Wenqing replied in a deep voice: "Naturally, it is for cultivation, the pattern of the world has been locked, and the only thing that is constantly changing is the Great Dream Territory in the north.

But facing Shi Wufan, facing Heavenly Court, and facing Yuan Yufeng, with my current strength, going there may become a breakthrough point used by him to break the deadlock.

So, I chose to visit the Demon Realm, but as you can see, I was forcibly tied up by the Dugu leader. "

"Master Dugu? Are you referring to that young man?" Xuan Zhan's eyes were brighter at this moment, he was curious and puzzled at the same time.

This kind of emotion at least makes him no longer look lifeless like a blackened tree trunk...

Jian Wenqing nodded, her tone was still casual and flat:

"His appearance is nearly [-]% similar to Dugu Cult Master's, except for some differences in temperament, the only difference is the traces of the passage of time.

As a person who could see the Dugu leader every day, it is extremely easy to recognize his original identity.

Of course, there is also his strength, I can't see through his casual blow, so there is no need to verify it.

In the past, there were Xie Tathagata, Corpse Emperor, and Mo Emperor who was suspected to be the evil emperor of the Great Mo Dynasty as examples. Now there is an extra Dugu Bubai, which is not unusual. "

"You seem a little dissatisfied?"

Jian Wenqing said angrily: "You have been forcibly placed under house arrest in one place, and it would be hell if you are still satisfied."

Xuan Zhan was silent for a moment and said: "You may not know the situation of the outside world, and there is probably no safer place in the entire devil world than here."

Immediately, Xuan Zhan succinctly described what he had seen and heard along the way.

Jian Wenqing frowned slightly, and looked at Xuan Zhan suspiciously: "I feel that you have something to hide, or you know more than what you see."

Xuan Zhan didn't answer, just drank the remaining half of the jar of wine in one gulp, and then said with some insatiable desire: "Is there any more?"

Jian Wenqing nodded, caressed casually, and there were three more wine jars on the wooden table, but when Xuan Zhan was about to reach out, he interrupted him first.

"One jar of wine is exchanged for one question, and you are not at a disadvantage."

Xuan Zhan shook his head, his eyes were not on the wine jar, and he said in a heavy tone:

"It's not good to know too much, and I already guessed what you were going to ask first."

Jian Wenqing frowned slightly, and from Xuan Zhan's seemingly unspoken words, he also guessed some answers, so he pushed one of the wine jars towards Xuan Zhan's position.

Then he touched his chin, as if talking to himself:

"It seems that the whole Demon World is going to be in big trouble."

The first thousand 950 chapters four blood catastrophe (five)

The big troubles in the devil world have not yet been fully revealed. Only those ancient groups who know how much the original devil energy will affect them will regard this blood disaster as a catastrophe that needs to be dealt with with all their strength.

At present, only some small towns and villages have been destroyed by this bloodbath. Judging from the extent of the disaster, it is not even comparable to a fierce battle between two major forces.

But this was the first day of the bloodbath.

And that is, this first day has already made the first young emperor in the Bloodless Frontier Dynasty very busy.

At this moment, he felt quite bitter and indescribable. Compared with the Fierce Tongue Demon Kingdom, as the current monarch of the Bloodless Frontier Dynasty, he clearly realized that the original demonic energy could not be allowed to continue to spread like this.

And immediately convened the ministers to discuss the matter, and prepared to send elites of all ethnic groups to support the towns that were eroded by demonic energy in the territory.

As a result, contrary to the evil pupil demon country, all the ministers said that the impact of this blood disaster would not be too far-reaching, and at the same time they used some lame excuses to prevaricate the dispatch of troops.

Zunhuangtian knew very well that these ministers knew how much harm this blood disaster would cause, but it was because they were afraid of themselves.

He chose to only care about the safety of the present, thus deliberately ignoring the more dangerous disasters that may erupt in the future.

To put it bluntly, before Zunhuangtian used the excuse of cleaning up the traitors, all the ministers in the imperial city who were killed were panic-stricken. They needed a certain amount of force to protect their own safety.

Even if they knew that this bit of force was basically a slap to Zunhuangtian.

But something is better than nothing.

Now all the ethnic groups in the imperial city have started to form groups and moved their residences together, in order to make Zunhuang feel scruples when he takes action.

After all, as a monarch, you can't kill all the old officials below.

At this time, Zunhuangtian proposed to support the town. Even if these old officials realized the danger of the blood disaster, they would think that Zunhuangtian took the opportunity to find an excuse to transfer troops.

No matter how many demons outside die, it must be more important not to have one's own life.

So Zun Huangtian could only send out the three armies that had been guarding the imperial city. At this moment, he really wanted to protect as many demon people as possible in this bloody disaster.

This is also the reason why he still resolutely stayed in the imperial city after being reminded by Huan Cangyuan, the Second Young Emperor and the Twelve Young Emperors one after another.

In fact, from some aspects, Zunhuangtian is a qualified monarch, and he also has the kindness that the devil does not have, but it is a pity that he lost the help of the Thirteenth Young Emperor.

Only relying on his personal ability, some can't stand alone.

At the same time, he also had a decision in his mind.

……

The turmoil outside was not important to Lin Mo. At this moment, he was still slumped on the rocking chair in such a comfortable way, watching the evil body working hard to kill the primitive monsters, while exhaling fragrance.

"My lord, your mother is a real dog. Let me do this kind of drudgery. I'm so fucking sick. The sum of these waves is not as good as absorbing a martial artist in the world."

Lin Mo squinted his eyes, glanced at Evil Body, and after yawning, turned around to look at Lin Er who was walking a few steps towards the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, and then backed out after a while, repeating over and over again.

He knew that Lin Er was using the illusion to perceive despair, and was working hard to comprehend a deeper way of death.

And Quezhou Yifandu circled the scattered primitive monsters and threw them to the evil body to let him kill and suck at the same time.

Of course, beside him was the ignorant Hei Xiaoque, who kept muttering in a low voice in bewilderment: "Great wisdom! Great wisdom? Great wisdom..."

Finally, he shook his head and looked at Lin Mo again.

Calculated in terms of time, it would take at least ten days and a half a month for the blood disaster to achieve the effect Lin Mo expected.

Now he is more concerned about the news he got from Xuan Zhan. Dugu Bubai's projection avatar did not take this blood disaster seriously at all, which made Lin Mo feel a little difficult to deal with.

It seems that his second step also failed, but it also allowed him to indirectly verify that the projection avatar has a very low sense of identification with this other world.

This is true of Xie Tathagata, Corpse Emperor, God Gu Evil Emperor, Meng Po, Dugu Bubai, and Ghost Venerable.

The rest of the Taoist Immortals are probably enough, because those who didn't show up on the first day, then no matter how much damage this bloody disaster caused, he won't show up again.

"Tsk tsk tsk, everyone is so cold-blooded and ruthless, you shouldn't use kindness as the second step of temptation."

Lin Mo was a little helpless, and looked up at the bloody sun that had been completely covered by the darkness. Although there was still a faint red light, it highlighted the helplessness and loneliness.

After hearing Lin Mo talking to himself, Lin Er and Quezhou Yifandu, who had just exited the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, had their eyes quivering at the same time.

Just because Lin Mo commented on the four words cold-blooded and ruthless, it always feels a little inexplicably inconsistent.

Quezhou Yifandu now also has a deeper understanding of his own creator, and there may be a circle in Lin Mo's world.

Those in the circle, as their own people, will see Lin Mo's benevolent side.

At least according to the information he read, most of the current high-level people in the Human World Society were more or less saved by Lin Mo.

Apart from interests and friendship, what these people are tied to each other is also a kindness that is hard to repay.

Lin Mo never concealed his intention to repay his kindness, although what he wanted in return was basically a lifetime job in the human world.

But in fact, these high-level people who joined the Human World Association got much more from the Human World Association than outsiders.

In addition to resources and rights, no freedom will be lost as expected.

Even though in a sense, they were still under the control of Lin Mo's invisible hands, it didn't make them feel uncomfortable.

Therefore, the atmosphere among the high-level members of the Human World Association is harmonious, even so harmonious that each of them begins to develop in some abnormal direction.

As for those outside the circle, Lin Mo will be divided into two parties with certain value and no value. The former is in a good situation and can be regarded as mutual achievement.

Of course, it is necessary to continue to maintain its own value and not disappear.

As for the latter, in Lin Mo's eyes, it may be like the sky looks at ants, no matter how many deaths, it will not cause a touch of emotion in his heart.

Just like the blood disaster facing the entire demon world this time, the lack of a boat and Yifandu itself is because he has no good impression of the demons, and it can even be said that he still has hatred in the original world, and it can be regarded as the hatred of destroying the family.

He sat and watched all this happen, which was the best conclusion reached after the fusion of rationality and sensibility, and some prejudices were naturally mixed in it.

As for Lin Mo, he treats this group equally, treats this group without prejudice and emotion, and is equally indifferent to the demise of countless lives of this group.

The first thousand 950 chapters and five blood disasters ([-])

Black day one.

I was still playing happily with my friends outside, but my mother called me back forcefully, and told me to stay at home honestly for the next few days.

As an aspiring young man who let his ideals fly, how could he allow himself to stay at home all the time.

So the second time I saw my mother, I got so angry that I even took out the mace that my late father left behind.

Then, I think it doesn't matter if I fly in the future, I don't have anything to stay at home and be happy.

And my mother put the mace away panting, and patiently explained the reason to me.