The lord is always dishonest [Transmigration Book]

Pale golden light with a sense of warmth, crossed into the silhouetted Tai Chi array below, and the black mist covering the array sensed the threat, and instantly rushed up to counteract it and devour each other.

Everyone on the tower watched intently.

The demon general standing on the edge of the formation over there noticed that he raised his head and let out a long howl, and the black mist under his hands immediately became thicker.The strength of the demon general is not bad, but firstly, there is Duwen's bloodline spiritual power on the formation, and secondly, Qi Zhaoguang's attributes restrain it, gradually losing momentum.

About a quarter of an hour later, the stalemate finally came to an end. After a pause, the light-colored warm light suddenly lit up and quickly enveloped the black mist. The black mist shook a few times, as if it still wanted to struggle, but in the end it was lost. It quickly disappeared from the array.

Without the obstruction of the black mist, the warm light rushed in all directions in an instant, and the demon would not be able to avoid being hit by the light in time, making a sharp and piercing sound from his throat, and white smoke appeared on his body like water being scorched.In the smoke, Xin Yi's complexion became even paler, and a smear of scarlet stained the corners of his lips, permeating and ferocious.

He swayed for a while, stabilized himself, smiled coldly, and flicked his sleeves again.

A burst of cold breath came from his direction, and the scorched marks on the demon general's body disappeared instantly, and the black mist poured into the formation again, thicker than before.

At the same time, Xin Yi got up again, took out a flute made of white bones from his arms, and handed it to his lips. After a long while, a hoarse and cold voice sounded all around, like a ghost crying, very shrill.

Wen Gu's expression suddenly changed: "The blood flute."

At the same time as these two words appeared, Qi Zhao couldn't help but thump in his heart.He had seen the description of the blood flute in the book, it was made from the fallen corpse of the first demon ancestor in Wanmoyuan, and it was made into powder, covered with the spirit and resentment of the demon, blowing it can gather demons and ghosts , for its use.

It appeared once thousands of years ago, when demons and ghosts paraded, and ghosts from all directions cried.Afterwards, the book didn't say anything about it, it only said that the blood flute disappeared after the Seventh Patriarch of Wanmoyuan was sealed.After thousands of years passed, not many people remembered it.

But now, it appeared again.

"Playing the blood flute needs to be supported by the power of the blood, and as long as you start, you can't stop until the blood is exhausted. At that time, it was the Taoist companion of Zhuliu Demon Ancestor who played the blood flute. From then on, Wanmoyuan seemed to have divine help. It wasn’t that Feihun’s soul was scattered after his bloodline was exhausted, and the blood flute was useless, so I’m afraid Wanmoyuan wouldn’t be sealed just like that.”

Qi Zhao heard two things from Wen Gu's words.

One is that the power of the blood flute is extraordinary.

The second is that Xin Yi is already fighting for his life.

He raised his head abruptly. Over there, Xin Yi was still playing the flute. Scarlet blood flowed out from the corners of his lips and seeped into the body of the flute. Slowly, the flute seemed to have life and began to swallow the blood. The original white bones The color of the flute gradually deepened, and finally turned into a red that was so thick that it was about to turn black.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and then the wind blew up, and there was a thick dead air coming from the wind, and a thick black mist was raised at the end, which was very deep and heavy, mixed with sharp crying.

A crazy smile appeared on Xin Yi's face, and he stopped playing, but the crying over there was colder than the sound of the flute.The dense atmosphere slowly engulfed in the direction of Shuofang City, countless bone skeletons, demons and ghosts slowly walked out of the black mist, as if there was no end.

In less than a quarter of an hour, there were ghosts entwined with lifeless aura around their bodies, some standing on the ground, some floating in mid-air, looking at Shuofang City with their gloomy eyes, the eyes were exactly the same ferocious.

The sky was shaded from sunlight, it was cold and gray.

When the black mist first appeared, the seven Qin Lu and Xie Shen stretched out a barrier to envelop everyone inside and outside the main city. The barrier cast by the seven heavenly godwood bloodline cultivators was also embellished with countless array symbols, and they managed to enclose the entire city. Countless ghosts blocked the outside.

But this is only a temporary thing.

The demon came surging, the death energy condensed on his body was too heavy, and he passed through Duwen's formation almost instantly.They stopped at the edge of the barrier, scratching hysterically, and dark lights kept emerging from the transparent barrier, slightly sunken inward.

Qi Zhao frowned: "How long can this last?"

"At most half a month." Xie Shen waved the startling blue sword, and a gap appeared in the group of ghosts outside the barrier, which was quickly filled by those behind.The black fog behind is still heavy, as long as it doesn't dissipate, monsters will not stop appearing.

Now there are two ways.

Either wait for Xin Yi's own spiritual power to be exhausted, and the ghosts will be destroyed without attacking, or directly act to stabilize the matter.

The former has too many uncertain factors. Xin Yi has been around for so many years, and he always has some foundations. No one knows how long he can last. If Shuofang City can't survive before him, everything will be ruined.The only thing that can be done is the latter, but how to do it, I can't think of it for a while.

Qi Zhao lowered his head and pondered for a long time. Seeing that the people around him were silent, he frowned and said, "We need people."

He pointed to the ghost under the black mist, and continued: "Although we can't restrain the blood flute, Xin Yi himself is almost at the end, and it won't last long. We just need to last longer than him. If people More, and when the enchantment is about to disappear, block the demons together and leave time for resetting the enchantment, that's enough."

Everyone understood what he meant, and after a short pause, Gu Congzhi opened his mouth first: "This is indeed the truth. In this way, I will send an order back to Relic Wind City to summon the cultivator and the spirit planter. How many people can't stop it, we can only look at the good fortune."

Several other people also mean the same thing.

Everyone arranged things a little bit, because Qin Lu's sword is the sword of killing demons, which can prevent ghosts from re-condensing, so they let him stay in the tower first, and the rest went back to the city to pass orders.

Qi Zhao and Xie Shen were the last to leave, and just as they turned around, they felt a gaze shot from behind, vicious and cold like a light on their backs.He subconsciously glanced back, and just happened to meet Xin Yi's eyes, which had completely turned scarlet in color, paranoia and madness settled in the deepest part, which was extremely weird.

……

At noon, Qin Xiu and the others sent letters to the city.All the cultivators and Lingling Planters of Shuofang City have gone to the tower, trying their best to defend the last line of defense for the city.

Qi Zhao had been frowning since he was on the tower, and he didn't relax until he came back.

Chi Mu stood beside him, also frowning, and said in a low voice for a long time: "I never knew he had the blood flute, if I had known, I would never have let you trade him for mine anyway. In the physical body, it will not go to such a point."

"I think it's all destiny." Qi Zhao rubbed his forehead wearily, "So don't regret it, and don't blame anyone."

Chi Mu lowered his eyes and hummed.

Qi Zhao looked at him: "Besides, this may not be a bad thing. Now that Xin Yi has blown the blood flute, he can't escape the ending of his soul flying away, so his worries will be gone. As for the others..."

He raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I think we can make it through, do you believe it or not?"

"……I believe."

Chi Mu's frowning brows finally relaxed, and by the way, he raised his hand to rub Qi Zhao's brows away: "Forget it, do your best to obey the destiny, anyway, it won't be worse than before."

"It's good to think about it this way, and it's not necessarily impossible to survive." Qi Zhao said, "At the latest at night, the six cities will receive the order, and the cities will use the teleportation array between each other. If it is activated, they can come within ten days. Yes, I just don’t know how many people there will be, after all, this season is when they travel in the clouds.”

"It will be fine, let's talk about it later, if it doesn't work, I will..."

"Huh?" Qi Zhao didn't hear clearly, and turned his head to look at him.

"No, it's okay." Chi Mu paused with his fingers, lowered his eyes and changed the topic, "Okay, you haven't eaten for a long time, have you eaten something to fill your stomach, and we will go to the tower later."

"it is good."

Qi Zhao responded, then went to the inner room to call Xie Shen, pushed the door open and went out together.

In the afternoon, he stayed in the city tower for a long time, and when he came back, Xie Qing's reply letter from Jingcheng also arrived, saying that the preparations were ready and he would come when the teleportation formation was completed.

As Qi Zhao had predicted, it was the next day.

In the middle of the night, everything around is silent.

Qi Zhao was lying on the couch, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what, he could always hear the cold ghost crying in his ears.But in fact, the sound of the city tower would not reach the city lord's mansion at all.

He couldn't help turning over, and was afraid of waking Xie Shen up, so he didn't move after that, lying there stiffly.While thinking wildly, I suddenly felt the people around me move.

Xie Shen stretched out his hand to hold his hand, and his voice was also sober: "Can't you sleep?"

The lights in the corner lit up at the same time his words fell, Qi Zhao simply sat up, turned his head to meet Xie Shen's eyes: "You are not the same."

Xie Shen smiled lowly: "Yes."

He didn't ask Qi Zhao what he was thinking, but just looked at him quietly, waiting silently.Qi Zhao looked up at his and Xie Shen's characters on the wall, and after a long time, he opened his mouth softly.

"Xie Shen, do you remember the totem I told you earlier?"

Xie Shen's eyes flickered: "What's wrong?"

Qi Zhao lowered his eyes: "Only the Teng Snake Shenmu has not been lit yet, I don't know the reason... But now that Xin Yi's matter has come to an end, I know in my heart that this can no longer be delayed, but, but..."

He stopped suddenly, and after a while, he spoke again in a dull voice: "I can't help it."

Qi Zhao felt that he was incompetent, and his mood suddenly became heavier than ever before. He lowered his head, but from the corner of his eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the shadow on the wall shaking. The next second, he was embraced in a warm embrace.

Xie Shen's deep voice rang in his ears: "If you can't think of it, then don't think about it, you just need to remember one thing, no matter what, I will be with you, don't be afraid."

Qi Zhao's eyelashes trembled, his heart was still in a state of confusion, and then he felt his eyes were covered by warm hands.

Xie Shen led him to lie down again, his voice was slightly hoarse at night, but it was pleasant to hear: "If you can't fall asleep, I'll hum a little tune for you, okay?"

Qi Zhao nodded, the people around him seemed a little nervous, their breathing became heavy, and soon calmed down, and after a long while, a soft humming sounded in Qi Zhao's ears.

Very light and soft.

It is the red bean word of Yunzhou City.

Qi Zhao didn't know when Xie Shen learned it, his heart was filled with joy, and his lips curled up unconsciously.Seeing that he likes it, Xie Shen gained some confidence, and the intermittent ditty slowly became smooth, and it was lightly scattered in the silent night.

Like the gentle murmur between lovers, and like the dimmest moonlight at the beginning of the evening in Jingcheng.

Qi Zhao listened, his heart gradually calmed down, and with warm palms covering his eyes, he gradually became sleepy, and his breathing became even after a while.

Xie Shen snorted for a while, and after making sure that Qi Zhao was fast asleep, he turned off the lights, stared at Qi Zhao for a long time in the night, leaned over and kissed him on the lips, and said softly, "Good night, Zhao Zhao."

The voice was very soft, hidden in the wind, and soon dissipated.

Only the night outside the window is as cool as water, and the galaxy hangs in the sky.