After Breaking Up with My Girlfriend, I Became a Demon Saint

"Who gave you the power?!"

The young man's cell phone rang, and the young man took it out to see that it was a few good classmates from his school who said that the army was coming outside, and no one was allowed to run around.

"Fuck! @￥￥!%..."

The young man got up angrily. This time, several beautiful girls from the school were invited to the Paty, as well as a nearby female anchor. His refrigerator was filled with all kinds of high-end wine and some white wines that could make people feel high. The purpose of pills is to hold a meeting where all members indulge.

In the end, because of an inexplicable flu, the military management was required to block the traffic arteries?

Why?

Your own freedom is offended, you can't do this!

Everyone's freedom is sacred, and the Jade Emperor cannot take it away!

The young man immediately joined the owner group of his home. Sure enough, the topic of the city's closure has caused an uproar, and several wealthy people expressed their incomprehension.

The young man made an appointment with a few hot-tempered ones, and dozens of peers gathered at the gate of the community. Without saying a word, dozens of people rushed out of the gate.

At this moment, a group of soldiers have begun to block every traffic artery outside the gate.

Dozens of young people who are considered to be the rich second generation rushed up, and the young people immediately cursed at the soldiers.

"You are... violating... Nima..."

The soldier didn't talk nonsense when he turned around. A gun butt hit the head of the young man who came up, and the young man fell to the ground with his head bleeding.

The rest of the soldiers outside maintaining order picked up their guns and pointed at the second generation who came out to defend freedom.

The second generations were originally very angry, but looking at the black holed muzzles of the soldiers, each of them seemed to have been splashed with ice water, and their emotions became cold from head to toe. The bloody rich second generation went back.

This scene was repeated in countless places in the Eastern Xia United States.

……

The edge of Penglai Island.

Wenquxing Ye'an came from outside the sky driving Wenqi.

As soon as he landed, Ye An received a call from Xiao Yanjun.

"Is the situation more serious? 2 people die every day? Doesn't this count the states other than Zhongzhou?"

"No way, this Penglai Island is too hard to find, it seems that the location has changed again, I just arrived now..."

"I will find Zhou Yan as soon as possible, and I must bring the child back as quickly as possible."

Wen Quxing ran towards the crowded place while talking. Wen Quxing didn't know where Zhou Yan had gone, but he felt that he could get news about Zhou Yan by asking more people.

After all, there are a lot of people on Penglai Island, and Zhou Yan has a high chance of encountering awakened people.

"Got it, got it, I'll bring back that... child's..."

Wen Quxing flew over a coconut grove, and as soon as he got out, Wen Quxing stopped moving.

The old man stared blankly at Zhongdou Xingjun who was sitting on a rock and wearing a black robe.

Zhongdou Xingjun still held his little erhu, pulled the bow in his hand, and sang.

"Along the ups and downs and gentle curves of mountains and rivers,

Let the Central Plains love the North Country and the South of the Yangtze River that the horse loves.

Facing the passionate company of ice knife, snow sword, wind and rain,

Cherish the golden years bestowed upon me by heaven.

How can you be afraid of hardships and dangers if you are a man with all your heart..."

Wen Quxing hung up the phone, and looked indifferently at Zhongdou Xingjun who played the erhu.

Zhong Dou Xingjun seemed to be singing to his heart's content, and the pride in his mouth was gushing out like a mudslide.

"Love remains the same year after year,

There are bitterness and sweetness in being a human being. Good and evil are separated from each other.

All for the dream of tomorrow,

Watch iron hooves clatter across thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

I stand on the cusp of the storm and hold the sun and the moon to rotate,

May the fireworks world be peaceful and happy.

I really want to live another 500 years..."

After singing the song, Zhong Dou Xing Jun put the erhu in his hand aside, and turned his old face in the direction of Wen Qu Xing.

Wen Quxing sighed.

"You did the things in this world?"

Wen Quxing said casually.

"I did push hands."

Wen Quxing took a step closer to Mr. Zhongdou Xing.

"Pushing hands? Are you not the culprit?"

Wen Quxing joked.

"I'm a middle star king. Where can I get the priesthood to pull so many people into the current environment and let so many people die?"

Wenquxing agrees with this statement.

Zhongdou Xingjun is not qualified to independently complete the epidemic that is prevalent in the world, which is why Xuanwu and others, Dongdou Xingjun and others did not pull Zhongdou Xingjun as the culprit when they talked about the epidemic.

"Who did that?"

Wen Quxing took another step closer to Zhongdou Xingjun, and Wenqi began to cover the surroundings.

Zhong Dou Xingjun stroked the strings of the erhu with his fingers, and the strings made a hoarse and whining tone.

Zhongdou Xingjun sang.

"Last night, there was an easterly wind in the small building, and the homeland can't bear to look back in the moonlight."

"It's the last monarch, Zhao Wenhe."

Wen Quxing went through the sea of ​​Chinese in his mind, and said in surprise.

"Zhao Wenhe? That guy hasn't died yet?"

A dynasty before the Eastern Xia United States was named Dazheng, a monarchy established after the Zhao surname of the Song Dynasty overthrew the rule of a foreign race.

This country ruled the land of the Han nationality for 270 years, and finally died of land annexation and disasters in successive years. The last monarch of the Taisho Dynasty was Zhao Wenhe, a very famous female emperor in history.

Zhong Dou Xingjun raised the corners of his mouth proudly.

"How did you die? The Taisho Dynasty was extremely upright, and the country stretched for 270 years. This Zhao Wenhe was the last king. The fate of the entire dynasty was brought together in an unprecedented way. The old man still has a pair of recruits. See you At the first glance of this Empress Qianqiu, I felt that this Empress is as imposing as a dragon, and there are scales protruding from her body, almost like a real dragon alive."

Wen Quxing asked curiously.

"It's a pity that Ye is not in that era, otherwise I would like to meet this empress who has returned to the light."

Zhong Dou Xingjun shook his hand.

"It's a pity that this empress said that she has the luck of the country, but her blood is not a real dragon, and she can't keep the dragon spirit that returns to light."

Mr. Zhongdou Xing laughed a few times, and there was a lot of sarcasm in the laughter.

"The empress is actually a righteous god of the Ministry of Plague."

Wen Quxing understood.

"After all, it's the cycle of destiny. This country's dragon veins finally shine on a plague god, and it's time for the country to perish."

Back to the light sounds nice to say, but it actually allows you to take a few more breaths, finish what you want to say, and die suddenly after speaking.As for those who want to rely on this flashback to continue their life, only Lucky Max's Meteor Magister Liu Xiu has done it in history.

"so……"

Wen Quxing was puzzled.

"The current great epidemic in the world is caused by this empress?"

Zhongdou Xingjun asked back.

"Children of the Ye family, have you ever heard of "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring"?"

Wenqu Xingle.

"There are very few people in the world who don't know this allusion."

The ancient text "The Tale of Peach Blossom Spring" is included in every version of Chinese textbooks, coupled with the promotion of a large number of art works, but everyone in the Eastern Xia United States can basically know this story.

Zhongdou Xingjun asked again.

"In "Peach Blossom Spring", what happened to the fisherman?"

Wen Quxing's complexion changed.

Zhongdou Xingjun knows that Wenquxing understands.

"The fisherman went to Taohuayuan. Before leaving, he was told not to spread the news about Taohuayuan. The fisherman didn't listen. He told the story and died."

"It's not a coincidence that he died. There is a magic spell left by a god in this Taohuayuan. Ordinary people go to Taohuayuan without incident. If you don't keep your word and tell about Taohuayuan, you will die."

"I killed all the people in Taohuayuan, took the magic spell from the chief priest, and sent it to Zhao Wenhe who was imprisoned in Dawu Mountain. Zhao Wenhe fused the magic spell with his own plague priesthood."

The muscles on Zhongdou Xingjun's face began to twitch, as if he was suppressing something.

"Everyone who knows "Peach Blossom Spring" will die, boy of the Ye family, the God of Plague and the Peach Blossom Curse have already surpassed the normal pathological range, and it is almost the same to describe it as a memetic virus."

Wenquxing pupil earthquake.

The plague in the world has appeared until now. The Minister of Health of the Eastern Xia United Kingdom has started research with experts and professors from the whole department, but nothing has been found. Xuanwu has brought awakened people who are familiar with witchcraft and magic to check the dead.

Still nothing was found.

The onset mechanism, transmission mechanism, and resolution mechanism of this cardiac arrest are completely foggy.

Now Zhongdou Xingjun said that the transmission mechanism is to know "Peach Blossom Spring", the outbreak mechanism is the priestly authority of the righteous god of the Ministry of Plague, and the solution mechanism...

Wen Quxing reckoned that he was going to kill that Zhao Wenhe.

But that is a bloodline of the eight righteous gods who survived the last dynasty 200 years ago...