Apocalypse Magician

"Sister Yingxue, why did you give up like this?" When they walked outside the prison, Mo Xianwu finally stopped Luo Yingxue, feeling greatly confused, "As long as you tell me who that person is, everything will be fine. Got it!"

Luo Yingxue didn't answer, she just stared at the Tianlao gate intently, like a statue, letting the wind and snow hit her face.

Countless snowflakes fell on the ground and were trampled by pedestrians passing by, turning into stains on the soles of their shoes. However, they still kept going, with a tragedy and loneliness that no one could understand, and they looked at death as if they were home.

A moment later, when Mo Qianjun appeared at the door of the dungeon, Luo Yingxue stepped forward and spoke in a low voice, but it made everyone present visibly tremble: "Lord Mo Qianjun, I know who the person you are looking for is. .”

"Are you serious?" Mo Qianjun was slightly startled, and his gloomy face finally showed some joy.

"Of course." There was a firm light in Luo Yingxue's eyes, and every word was extremely clear. "But, can you promise me to let Li Xingkong go?"

"As long as the culprit of the doomsday catastrophe is confirmed, it will be as you wish." Mo Qianjun agreed without hesitation. Who would be willing to deal with a difficult character like Li Xingkong, "How can I, the Holy Mountain Church, still Would you embarrass a young boy?"

Gently spreading her delicate hands, a ball of black flame danced seductively in her palm, getting bigger and bigger. Until she felt that the power of the black fire was about to break through the seal, Luo Yingxue extinguished the flame in her hand, and at the same time tried her best to calm down the surging power in her body.

However, these short five seconds were enough to prove what Luo Yingxue said next:

"That person is me!"

Just six words seemed to make time and space stand still. Only the wind and snow blew by, stirring up the long hair and flying messily. Countless hair strands were floating in front of the face, and the tears that gradually rose up blurred the once clear eyes.

In her hazy vision, the scrolls of memory unfolded one by one. Luo Yingxue clearly remembered how many times she saw Li Xingkong being hurt because of her, and her eyes were so blurry.

However, how many times has he paid silently without knowing it at all?

And, in the few short days after that fateful night, the demonic black flames burned his flesh and blood several times...

Perhaps, if he admitted this matter, he would be beyond redemption. However, Luo Yingxue would never regret such a move. At least, she would never let Li Xingkong be tortured any longer!

The wind comes from outside the mountains and the snow falls from the sky.

Listed on the church's special fatwa, the culprit who caused the apocalypse and destroyed the world with black flames. Such a heinous person was actually this weak girl in front of him.

For a moment, the expressions of everyone present were brilliant.

Mo Xianwu couldn't believe her eyes, as if she was in a dream; Mo Qianjun held the hilt of his sword tightly with his right hand, as if facing a formidable enemy; several close men behind him took two trembling steps back, looking a little panicked.

"Don't let me take it down quickly!" Mo Qianjun shouted, and the few confidants finally calmed down. With Mo Qianjun holding the battle here, there was nothing to be afraid of, so they immediately drew their swords and rushed towards them, and the next moment they Put the cold sword edge across Luo Yingxue's neck.

"In this case, can we let Li Xingkong go?" Luo Yingxue also did not resist. Since she decided to expose the power of black fire, she will no longer escape. As long as Li Xingkong is safe, that is enough.

"Although the power of your black flame is stronger than Li Xingkong, it is not enough." Mo Qianjun thought for a moment and rejected Luo Yingxue's request, "We will not let him go easily until we confirm that we have found the person. Any clues."

"You..." Tears blurred her eyes again, and Luo Yingxue felt extremely aggrieved. Based on the experience of losing control of her power three days ago, it was already the limit of control. If the power was released even more, or time would If it were extended for another second, Luo Yingxue could not guarantee whether she could successfully calm down the surging power. "The dignified Holy Mountain Church did not keep its promise!"

"That's enough! Take him down first." Mo Qianjun waved his hand impatiently, indicating that Luo Yingxue would be taken into the sky prison, "Remember to be detained separately from that Li Xingkong to avoid collusion in confession."

"I am the person you are looking for! If I release all my power, I will destroy this place!" Luo Yingxue still explained, trying to persuade Mo Qianjun, but unfortunately it backfired and had no effect after all, until she entered the gate of the heavenly prison. No longer able to see the flying snow outside, Mo Qianjun did not give an order to let Li Xingkong go.

Holding his forehead with one hand, the church's first guardian knight and a high-ranking holy warrior seemed to feel a little tired.

A serious crime that destroys the world will inevitably lead to death. Ordinary people are afraid to avoid it, but the two young people I met today, whose combined age is less than half a century, are rushing to blame themselves for the crime. Are they tired of living? ?

Or is it that people in today's world, like this June snowstorm, have become abnormal?

Mo Qianjun, who was puzzled, turned around and walked into the main church, passed through the winding corridors, and finally entered a conference room.

The sky is covered with snow, and even at noon, there is not much light, just like twilight.

In the slightly dark conference room, Mo Nantian stood by the window with his hands behind his hands, staring at the feather-like snowflakes indifferently, wondering why he was bothering with anything.

"Father, how should this matter be handled?" Mo Qianjun briefly reported the situation to Mo Nantian and asked him to make the final decision.

"In the current situation, either the reincarnation of the witch is one of the two, or someone else. In fact, it is not difficult to judge. When faced with real life danger, the power of the witch will burst out to protect the master to a certain extent."

Mo Nantian frowned, searching for potentially useful information from his memories from a hundred years ago.

"However, the witch should come to the world in the same posture, so if you want to choose one of them, it is more likely that it will be the little girl."

"Father, what do you mean..." Mo Qianjun put his hands in front of him and made a murderous gesture. According to Mo Nantian, as long as the two of them are killed, if the power of black fire breaks out, they will be killed. It proves that the person is the reincarnation of the demon girl, otherwise it is someone else.

"Hey, don't act rashly for the time being. Let's focus on persuasion. I hope they can tell the truth." Mo Nantian sighed softly, helpless.

If it were anyone else, since the interrogation could not produce any useful information, then in line with the principle of preferring to be in vain rather than indulge, he would just kill him. But the matter happened to involve Li Xingkong, the second disciple of the Martial God Ji Fengya.

Mo Nantian had a secret conversation with his old friend Xue Ye just two days ago, and he planned to kill his apprentice when he came back. If it was confirmed that Li Xingkong was the one who caused the apocalypse, Ji Fengya would not say anything for the sake of the world.

However, the key point is that no one is sure at this moment. It is this thorny uncertainty that gives Mo Nantian a huge headache. What if he was wrongly accused and killed wrongly, how should he explain to Ji Fengya afterwards?

Faced with such a strange situation, Mo Nantian and Mo Qianjun were silent, neither of them had a good solution. At the same time, after walking through the dark passage in the church's prison, Luo Yingxue was imprisoned in another corner.

"Who is the original source of that dark power? Why don't you tell the truth and avoid torture?" A knight stared angrily, trying to complete the task as soon as possible through intimidation.

"Wait a minute," another knight looked Luo Yingxue up and down, and suddenly showed a lewd smile, "This girl is really beautiful with her thin skin and tender flesh. It's not good to use too much torture."

"What are you going to do?" Luo Yingxue felt a hint of danger and kept retreating until she reached the corner of the space. "This is the Holy Mountain Church!"

"Hahahaha, it's not up to you to be imprisoned in this prison. I'm not afraid to tell you that anyone who comes into contact with the black flames will die. Does anyone care what happens to a death row prisoner?" The knight laughed. Laughing, the prison is your own world, and there are countless ways to make people obey you. "I heard that your old friend is also imprisoned here. If you are not happy, I will go and serve him well!"

"Xingkong..." Thinking of the torture Li Xingkong suffered, Luo Yingxue was heartbroken. That was in the presence of Mo Qianjun. What would happen if it fell into the hands of these people again?

Luo Yingxue no longer dared to think about it. She held her shoulders with both hands. The black flames under the seal in her body seemed to feel the violent emotional fluctuations at this moment, and she wanted to break through the suppression of Xinghe Pinghu: "You... don't force me! Otherwise! You will all die here!"

"What?" The knight pretended not to hear clearly, stretched his neck and pressed his face against it, and at the same time grabbed Luo Yingxue with both hands, "The magic barrier in this prison can suppress magic of any attribute. You She is just a weak woman with no strength, what can she do to the uncle?"

Luo Yingxue was unable to escape in the corner, and those sinful hands had already touched the soft hair, and then stroked her beautiful face.

Her bright eyes were filled with crimson. The panicked Luo Yingxue was gradually unable to suppress the dark power surging inside her body. If those hands came any closer, black flames would definitely spurt out, burning the person in front of her. This heavenly prison could even destroy the entire Holy Mountain Church.