The villain is right beside me

During these days, Lao Wang sorted out his memories. In addition to many powerful secrets and cultivation insights, a trace of memory chain has now appeared. He doesn't know who he is, why he has become like this, and why he appears next to Mu Qing?

There are many things he also wants to know. In his memory, he found that, as Mu Qing said, he was also a demon cultivator, a domineering person who fits the demon cultivator's personality. Was he such a person in the past?

"We're in the inner circle."

Compared with the outer circle, the inner circle is indeed extraordinary. Mu Qing flew for ten days before finally reaching the inner circle.

Compared to the outer circle, there are more space cracks here and the space storms are more fierce. No one knows where each crack leads to, but the entire starry sky looks like a gorgeous painting.

There are many wandering souls here. Mu Qing released the little girl. She clapped her hands excitedly. There was a red mark on her hand.

In order to prevent her from suddenly killing people, Lao Wang made them sign a subordinate curse agreement, which means that from now on, the evil spirit belongs to Mu Qing. Even if the evil spirit dies, it will not be implicated. If Mu Qing dies, she will follow him to the underworld.

However, this curse has an extraordinary effect. Mu Qing will receive part of the nourishment from the servant, and the servant will become more and more like the master.

The evil soul itself is a being with extremely strong murderous aura. When a person kills a living being, he will have murderous aura on him. However, this murderous aura will slowly accumulate over the years and form evil aura. If the evil aura accumulates further, it will damage the cultivator's Taoism. However, the good thing is that the evil aura will enhance the cultivator's momentum and allow them to burst out with powerful strength.

The evil spirit of the evil soul is icy cold, and can freeze the void. This evil spirit has been stimulating Mu Qing and subtly changing Mu Qing's temperament.

"There is a sound of fighting." Mu Qing heard a roar not far away, which was coming towards this side, and quickly hid in the world inside his body.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Several flying swords pierced through the heart at such a fast speed that it was almost impossible to react.

boom!

The last protective aura shield also shattered. Qu Shuheng vomited blood and pulled another person back.

"The inner circle is ahead. If you are caught by the strong wind, you will definitely die." Si Minghai was also seriously injured, and all the people gathered at this time were acquaintances.

There were about ten people on the opposite side, all wearing blood-red robes. They seemed to be from the same sect, but one of them was actually Lan Yue!

Mu Qing was even more surprised when he saw this. He didn't know why Lan Yue was with others and was still chasing Si Minghai and the others, but at this moment, he had to rescue her!

It’s not because we are fellow disciples, it’s just because of Si Minghai’s kindness.

Mu Qing had only one principle in his life: to repay a drop of kindness with a spring.

"Capture Si Minghai alive! Kill the other one!"

Just as everyone was about to take action, the air around them suddenly became cold, and a ghostly figure, accompanied by mischievous laughter, came into everyone's ears.

"Ah!" A cultivator was approached by the evil spirit, which directly sucked away his soul, and turned him into a dried corpse in the blink of an eye.

"Evil spirit! There is actually an evil spirit in the inner circle!"

At the same time, a voice came to Si Minghai's ears.

"Brother, hide in the inner circle!"

Si Minghai was stunned for a moment, then he understood something and grabbed Qu Shuhuan and fled to the inner circle.

"Junior brother, be careful. Junior sister Yixuan has died in their hands."

When the evil spirit was trying to stop these people, Mu Qing's heart was already filled with turbulent waves!

Yixuan is dead.

That stubborn girl who refused to give in, that Qilin genius who was wholeheartedly pursuing the art of spiritual patterns.

Although they only met a few times, Mu Qing still admired her as a person. Now, he could no longer see the face of that stubborn girl.

Mu Qing understood that the path to becoming an immortal was very cruel. He never knew when he would no longer see the faces of his friends and family, or when he would follow in their footsteps.

When you die, there is nothing. You die alone. No one will mourn for you, and no one will remember you.

A strange feeling arose in his heart. He did not feel angry or sad about the death of his acquaintance. Instead, he felt very peaceful, almost too peaceful.

His heart was like a piece of black ice that would never melt, and the coldness was exactly the same as that of the evil spirit.

The evil spirit will subtly influence his mind, and the evil spirit is also gradually affecting his heart.

The murderous aura of some people is violent and violent, like a raging flame; the murderous aura of some people is like stagnant water, which makes people feel chilled to the bone; and the murderous aura of others is heroic on the battlefield, like thunderclouds rolling in the sky.

There was only one purest, simplest and most direct thought in Mu Qing's mind - to kill!

"How could an evil spirit appear here?" Lan Yue's thoughts turned, and suddenly a flash of sword light appeared suddenly like a gust of wind whistling under the sky!

Puff puff!

A series of blood flowers exploded like lit firecrackers, shooting into the air and forming a bloody picture.

The sword light came so strangely that in an instant, four monks had blood holes the same size as copper coins in their throats. Their expressions froze on their faces, and they didn't understand what had happened until they died.

"Go back to defend!" Lan Yue gave the order subconsciously. There was a demon rushing towards her, like a flash of lightning, reaping lives one by one, just like a farmer cutting weeds in the field, with one swing of the sickle, a crop of weeds would be cut in half.

At this moment, they were like a group of lambs to be slaughtered. It was not because they were too bad, but because the enemy was too strong.

The evil soul was in the light, and there was a Mu Qing in the dark. They were like the gods of death from the underworld. In the blink of an eye, the cold sword light easily pierced their throats, and blood spurted out like blood-red fountains.

A chill washed over everyone's head, making them feel powerless and unable to escape.

"Who is it! Come out now!"

A monk's eyes widened as he looked around in horror. The next moment, a cold light flashed, and before he could scream for help, a bloody hole was pierced through his neck. Before he died, he had no idea how Mu Qing had done it.

"This man can hide his body, and he has the help of the evil spirit. Let's escape!" Lan Yue gave the order, and everyone maintained the encirclement and retreated quickly.

At this time, several iron corpses emerged from the void and pounced on them like hungry tigers. Everyone drew their swords at the same time, and the sounds seemed to ring out at the same time. Almost in an instant, they had formed a murderous sword formation, with sharp bayonets pointing into the void.

At the moment when everyone was attracted by the iron corpse, a figure appeared among them, but when they came to their senses, it was too late.

call out!call out!call out!call out!

Golden sword lights appeared in the air, and a chill suddenly appeared! As soon as they met, the four monks were cut in half by the sword light, and blood and various internal organs were scattered all over the ground. The four were not dead, and their upper bodies were still struggling desperately on the ground, and their miserable screams were endless.

Mu Qing was wearing a mask, so even if they saw his face, they would not recognize him. However, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he was like a puppet without a soul. His movements were as fast as a ghost, and his sword lights were like countless graceful streams of light, drawing sharp arcs and cutting towards the surroundings.

Batch after batch of monks fell to the ground, dead, with their chests ripped open, their throats pierced, or cut in half by the sword. Red and thick blood splattered like rain, and together with the disemboweled corpses on the ground, it formed a hellish scene of death.

Lan Yue saw that she was about to be left alone. At this moment, she seemed to have thought of something and exclaimed, "It's you!"

The next second, the tip of the sword was against her throat. Mu Qing did not kill her because he had some questions to ask her in person.

"Why did you do that to them?"

Lan Yue sneered: "It's you, I guessed it, I didn't expect you to have such strength, so what are you talking about, kill me!"

Mu Qing was speechless. It turned out that she was just trying to trick him. This was her style.

Lan Yue said calmly: "I didn't expect that you have been playing dumb the whole time. But don't even think about getting any information from me. Someone has put a ban on my sea of ​​consciousness. You won't get anything even if you search my soul."

Mu Qing smiled and said, "You've made a mistake. I don't know you, and I don't understand what you are saying." The tip of the sword suddenly stabbed out!

boom!

Lan Yue's body seemed to be covered with an invisible armor, and the tip of the sword could not pierce through it. The next moment, she crushed the jade talisman.

Mu Qing had never given anyone else the chance to crush the jade talisman, but this beating actually gave her an opportunity!

But just as her body was about to sink into the black hole, the evil spirit stuck to her face, sucked hard, and actually tore off a part of her soul!

"Mu Qing! You will die a horrible death!"

With a shrill sound, Lan Yue's figure finally disappeared into the black hole.

"Give me your soul." Mu Qing asked her to leave her soul behind. Although it was only a small part, the soul was not something that could be recovered easily.

Lao Wang said: "You can put a curse on her soul, not only can you track her, but she will also feel bad. Of course, there may be a big shot behind her, who knows, he might take revenge on you."

"Can I use a curse to restrict her so that she won't say anything?"

"Smart." Lao Wang taught him how to cast a spell.

In a dark room.

Lan Yue was bleeding from all seven orifices. She felt as if she was incomplete. Her veins bulged and a brutal murderous aura surged through her body.

"Mu Qing! I want you to die miserably!"

Suddenly, she opened her mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. Her face turned extremely pale in an instant. She felt as if her soul was pierced by thousands of arrows and her body was burning in flames. Then she felt itchy as if countless ants were biting her. She felt that life was worse than death.

"My soul, he, he's putting a curse on me! Bastard! Ah—"

The remnant soul was covered with red curse patterns. Mu Qing swallowed the remnant soul. As long as Lan Yue dared to tell anything about her, this curse would make her live a life worse than death, and even an infant-transformed monk would not be able to break it.

"Mu Qing...just wait!"