All Immortal Sect Forced Me to Change Dao Couple[Transmigration Book]

The surrounding wind died down, the daylight disappeared, and all the candles in the theater were extinguished.

It was as if the pause button had been pressed suddenly, but the boy still sat in his original position calmly, skimming the floating leaves in the cup with the tea lid in his hand.

Only a very slight sound was heard, as light as a hair falling to the ground, Jing Zhou's sharp sword swept across, countless ghost-headed snakes were decapitated in the darkness, the broken snake heads spit out black and purple poisonous letters, and their eyes were stiff. Open, the red pupils became the only light source in the darkness.

For a moment, the rain of snakes poured down, and the theater building in the darkness was filled with a strong smell of blood and snakes. A drop of snake blood splashed into the teacup held by the young man, and black and red strands filled the air. He frowned in disgust, opened his mouth The paper umbrella splashed, snake blood splashed down on the umbrella surface, and he took advantage of the opportunity to splash out the blood-tainted tea.

At the same time, he used his limited spiritual power to make a final decision, and Jing Zhou was immediately covered with a layer of light blue barrier, covering him from the rain of snake blood.

"Brother Zhou, don't get wet, you'll catch a cold."

"Ah."

From the outside world, Jing Zhou's sword is like a landscape splashed with ink, swaying freely in the rain of ghosts and snakes, but he himself knows that the current state of spiritual disorder and delirious mind is the end of his strength, and if he continues like this... the consequences will be disastrous.

Just when he didn't know what to do, a vague figure appeared in the darkness. The man stood upright, holding a scroll of painting in his left hand and a fan in his right, watching his performance on the stage.

Jing Zhou was about to turn the tip of his sword, when the figure turned into hundreds of phantoms, standing in a row on the four walls of the theater building like a ghost temple.

Each phantom is a Gu differentiation, and Jing Zhou couldn't tell which one was Qu Jiuzhe's body for a while.

"Where did the little Daoist come from, how dare you come to my prison city as a guest."

Thousands of phantoms spoke at the same time, and the voices fluctuated and looped, scratching Jing Zhou's skull, like a magic spell, causing him to have a splitting headache.

The crooked vocal cords were severed by Qi Jue ten years ago, and now his voice is made with sound Gu, not the original voice.

Hearing this voice, the boy raised his eyebrows slightly, and at the same time covered his face with an umbrella.

At this moment, the rain of snakes came to an end.

Jing Zhou withdrew his killing intent for the time being, and was able to catch his breath for a while: "Master Qu, my companions and I did not intend to offend the prison city this time, but to ask the blood tuberculosis Gu female to save people."

Those thousands of figures gradually emerged from the darkness, half-opening their eyes, and their sights projected from all directions with half-smiles.

Being stared at by the same face and hundreds of eyes at the same time, Jing Zhou shuddered.

He didn't know that the face in front of him was actually not his own face, including his voice, it was all restored by imitating Hua Zhi's voice and smile back then with Gu techniques.

The young man looked at it from the corner of his eye through the umbrella, and the corners of his lips curled up imperceptibly. His little uncle is really stupid and stupid. Five points are similar, and it is also on the list of beauties in the entire ghost domain.

Back then, he tried every means to ruin his twisted face, and he couldn't bear to see someone similar to him.

In contrast, Huazhi's face is much more ordinary, it is light and elegant, good-looking is good-looking, but it is not enough to leave too much impression on people.

And he, the little uncle who lost his beloved, actually put the other's face on his own face, it's so boring.

"Where do your paintings come from?"

A picture scroll rolled down to Jing Zhou's feet and unfolded. It was the painting sent by the boy.

Jing Zhou was confused, wondering if there was really a reference for Yu Ci's disguised face?And this reference is still old knowledge with many twists and turns.

Now is not the time, but he must ask the young man clearly in the future.

Before Jing Zhou could answer, the young man behind him suddenly smiled and said, "It's really surprising that City Master Qu still remembers the person in the painting."

As he said that, the boy threw the umbrella at his feet, and smiled calmly on his face: "Long time no see, how have you been?"

Seeing the person in the painting standing in front of him alive, Qu Jiuzhe seemed to have been greatly shocked. The expressions of countless faces on the four walls of the theater were changing, from unbelievable to distorted and crazy, with vicious eyes like an enraged wolf. Gogo seems to want to peel the boy's skin and bones.

Seeing Qu Jiuzhe's greatly shocked, embarrassed and ferocious appearance, the young man was even more proud, he carried Jing Zhou on his back, and called Qu Jiuzhe with his lips: "Little uncle."

After finishing speaking, he still raised the corners of his lips, which really felt like a little nephew reunited with his uncle after a long absence.

He knew that the twisted gaze would not let go of any of his expressions, and the other party could hear this silent little uncle.

So, before Jing Zhou glanced over, he smiled and called out again, little uncle——

"Little uncle, my nephew came to you to ask for the antidote to Gu worms."

This face was entrenched in Qu Jiuzhe's heart like a nightmare, and this little uncle was enough to make the resignation, anger, hatred, and sadness that he had suppressed for ten years burst out in an instant, like a flood bursting out of control.

Qu Jiuzhe's face was pale and crazy, completely forgetting his creed of slow killing and elegant torture, revealing a ferocious and decisive killing intent like a wild beast!

The ground trembled and overturned for a moment, and the floor under their feet instantly turned into a soft and wet swamp. The red and black striped three-step poisonous snake quickly crawled and fled in the swamp. Once it was touched by these disgusting poisons, it would paralyze its seven orifices and bleed to death.

Jing Zhou split a ravine with his sword intent with lightning speed, and the mud soldiers spread out in two ways like waterfalls. The dirty muddy water turned into poisonous snakes, and their twisted and slippery bodies were entangled together. It was like a net enclosing Jing Zhou and the young man.

Jing Zhou has faced many evil spirits and ghosts since he passed through the book, but he has never fought against such a disgusting Gu snake. He has always been most afraid of snakes, but he has to suppress his nausea and fear, which makes him even more worried. It's because his condition is getting worse and worse, he can't believe what would happen if this body suddenly couldn't support Yu Ci, who had no strength to restrain the chicken?

He has no power to restrain the chicken... Although Jing Zhou also knows that his Taoist companion is not so weak, but in his subconscious, in the subtle influence of system tasks, he has long defined himself as Yu Ci's protector, he is the city wall , is obliged to resist all harm and threats for the opponent, if he is defeated and dies, it means that he no longer has the right to own the person in front of him.

He doesn't want to be a loser, whether it's giving up his food and broadcasting business, or because of his own inability to do anything, let this person in front of him fall into unknown dangers and fears.

It's all unacceptable to him!

Jing Zhou divided his spiritual power into two, half formed an indestructible spiritual barrier on the young man, and half poured his sword blade straight towards a figure on the wall.

Because of the chaos just now, Jing Zhou saw the broken formation from the thousand-faced figures, he gambled his last luck and judgment, and went straight towards a figure!

The long silence sword blows its hair and breaks its hair, and the ultimate sword intent radiates layers of clear light, illuminating the theater building swallowed by darkness and poisonous snakes like daylight. Qu Jiuzhe lives in the dark and damp depths of the poisonous cellar all year round, and the most invisible light , especially Sect Master Jing's sword energy that was as pure as the scorching sun. He was in a trance for a moment, and he heard the very low and soft muffled sound of the long sword passing through the long darkness, piercing the flesh from bottom to top.

Tick ​​tock tick tock.

Jing Zhou didn't know how the original owner would deal with the enemy, but he himself never showed mercy.

He almost put his life on the line, cut the locked target in two, and the knife edge was clean, until he heard the sound of blood gushing out, Jing Zhou's stopped heartbeat gradually recovered.

His judgment is not wrong!

The twisted figure crashed down, and from the beginning to the end, he could feel Qi Jue's dark and cold eyes, staring at him in the darkest abyss, seeing his defeat, embarrassment, despair, lingering until death .

After all, he died in front of Qi Jue, but he definitely did not lose, or in other words, he was also betting with his own life.

His chips still have this city!

This face that originally belonged to Huazhi, but was neatly cut into two by Jing Zhou finally twisted into a smile, which made Jing Zhou's hair stand on end.

He intuited that everything was solved too easily, which made people suspicious, but now he didn't even have the strength to summon Changji back to the sheath, and the heaviness in his body spread rapidly, and he completely lost his strength and let his body fall from a high place. Although his mind is full of searching for female insects from the ruins, why Qu Jiuzhe met Yu Ci after disguise, and how to take Yu Ci to escape from the prison city guarded by millions of Yin soldiers...

——The prison city guarded by millions of Yin soldiers!

Suddenly realizing this, Jing Zhou's heart was beating wildly, which meant that they would be buried with them in a tortuous death!

But this line of vigilance came too late, and the next moment, his consciousness was forcibly cut off again.

Protected by Jing Zhou's spiritual barrier, the young man was unscathed. He raised his head slightly to see how this hapless little uncle died at the hands of Sect Master Jing.

A pleasant smile floated on the boy's face.

It's not very satisfying, and there's nothing to be excited about, it's just a little pleasing to the eye.He is the winner, the king, and he has long since lost any hatred for the twists and turns of his defeat, and all that remains is to watch the funny of the bereaved dog.

It doesn't matter if you kill it, it's not to relieve anger, but to relieve boredom.

As for the next million Yin soldiers, he still believes that this Sect Master Jing, who held a joint registration ceremony with him, will risk his life to deal with him.

He was not in a hurry or flustered at all. Apart from Zhu Yan, the person he trusted the most was Sect Master Jing.

It’s just that there is a world of difference between the two. To Zhu Yan, he is willing to make the same sacrifice. Zhu Yan is the bond that accompanied him all the way from the mud to the clouds, and then fell from the clouds to hell. The darkest and most selfish of each other. On the one hand, they are also willing to leave their last, softest and warmest space to the other party.

As for Jing Zongzhu, he admitted that the two of them had a happy and comfortable time together, and they were congenial to each other, and they could have fun together.But he is very clear-headed, Sect Master Jing will always be Sect Master Jing, the guardian of Xuanji Mountain with a clear and bright moonlight, and the old enemy of their ghost domain.

Such a person is the most suitable to be held in the hand as a pawn.

What could be better to exploit than a dead set pawn?

But he had calculated everything, he didn't expect Jing Zhou to be so vulnerable, after defeating Qu Nine Zhes, he fainted and fell from the height regardless.

For Sect Master Jing's combat power, this is very unreasonable...but no matter how unreasonable it is, it happened.

Facing the sudden change, the young man was in a state of confusion for a while. He was about to get up to pick up Jingzhou, thinking about what to do next, but suddenly the sky fell and the earth fell, the entire prison city collapsed, and millions of Yin soldiers broke out of the ground!

The whole world was overturned, and evil spirits crawled from the cracked ground to the human world. Before the young man had time to pick up Jingzhou, his feet were grabbed by more than a dozen pairs of ghost hands, and he was dragged down by an irresistible force. The young man lost his balance for a while and was dragged into the cave of evil spirits. In the past, he would have wished for it, but even if he changed his appearance with Yirong Pill, he returned to his original appearance, but he is still trapped in Yu Ci's body at the moment , Evil ghosts and spirits will only eat his flesh!drink his blood!Make him miserable!

Half of the boy's body has been dragged down the ghost cave. He desperately grasped the edge of the land with his hands. His nails sank deep into the soil, and the gravel fell off and rolled into his eyes. This fragile human being was choked to tears.

The ghost master never shed tears, only once, only once... when he watched Zhu Yan's soul fly away...

It was hard for him to see the light of day and live again, and he finally lived in Yu Ci's body in a beautiful way. Seeing that he could use Jing Zhou to open the enchantment of the ghost domain, and he was about to meet his A Yan... He didn't want to die!I don't want to lose in this gutter!

"Brother Zhou! Help me!"

He didn't believe that his chess pieces were so vulnerable, but no matter how much he shouted, the Jing Zhou that fell from a high place had disappeared and was submerged by thousands of ghosts.

Maybe it has become the belly of thousands of Yin soldiers...

Impossible, after all, this is Yu Ci's Taoist companion, Sect Master Jing who has the ability to seal them.

"Brother Zhou!"

He who has fallen into hell will not be so fragile, he is willing to believe in and hold on to a glimmer of life, even if there is no life, he will fight for it at all costs.

His ankles, calves, and knees had already been bloodied by the evil spirits, and his fingers were bleeding profusely due to the weight of his body. A glimmer of life was about to be extinguished, and the earth shook even more violently!

But this time it was different from the past, it was his familiar footsteps, getting closer and closer, right in front of him...

The boy's heartbeat stopped, and the pain and anxiety on his body disappeared in an instant, and a premonition surged...

"Ayan—!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a beautiful white shadow crossed his field of vision, and the evil ghost and resentful spirit below him let out a mournful wail. In the next instant, hundreds of ghosts had been swallowed by that white shadow.

The young man felt his world spinning for a while, and when he came back to his senses, his whole body was already lying on Zhu Yan's soft and white back, galloping across the land where thousands of ghosts cried and howled and collapsed.

The heartache that stopped was beating again, and it was about to burst through the chest and land on the soft white hair.

The young man held the beast's neck with bloody hands, and buried his head in the softest flesh of his neck, sniffing the most familiar and warm smell.

Gently, wipe off the tears and grit on the face.