Don't suck me, I'm not sweet {wear book}

Qinglong took the Gudao and left the temple. Blood dripped all the way behind him, and he couldn't tell whose it was.

All the gods paid [-]% of their cultivation base, plus condensing a strong brand, which consumed a lot of mental power, so they all withdrew.

Soon there were only two people left in the huge temple. Xuanwu kept looking at the backs of Qinglong and the others. He didn't look at Yashen until they could no longer see him: "Is it useful for you to do this?"

"Do you know what I regret the most?"

Xuanwu held his sleeves: "It must have something to do with Zhongshen."

Yashen stroked the Fuxiqin with his eyes lowered, and said softly to himself: "At the beginning, I should have branded him like this when he was in harmony."

Xuan Wu was stunned, unable to say anything.

"A demon is a demon. It's just a joke that God wants to tie a demon with love." Yashen suppressed his sad expression, and his eyes became serious again.He put away the fuxiqin, and looked in the direction they left: "It's too naive to ask Long."

Qinglong rushed back to the residence with the road knife on his back, while repairing the internal injury caused by his collision with the nine-layer formation, his steps couldn't stop shaking.The back of his neck was wet, he didn't know if it was Lu Dao's blood or tears, but either way made his breathing disordered.

Lu Dao didn't say a word along the way, lying on his back like a waste.

As soon as he rushed back to the room, Qinglong put him lightly on the couch, and when he saw his condition clearly, his eyes became straight.

Lu Dao couldn't withstand the forcible opening of the spiritual veins, and his body shape actually returned to the form of the first time he transformed into a spirit, and his appearance was close to that of a fourteen-five-year-old boy in the human world.

As soon as he touched the bed board, he turned over and curled up in the corner, bowing himself into a shrimp, his shoulders kept shaking, his appearance was extremely fragile.

Qinglong felt unbearably uncomfortable, and quickly lay down and hugged him into his arms, held his hands to repair the wound he had scratched, and said with difficulty: "It's hard, isn't it? Don't bear it anymore, untie the defense of the source, I will share it for you OK?"

Lu Dao's hair on the temples was soaked in cold sweat, and there were overwhelming demon marks in the sea of ​​consciousness.He freed his hand, trembling and biting his wrist, his lips and teeth were soon filled with blood.

Qinglong's heart was about to burst, and he turned over with light hands and hugged him into his arms: "Lu Dao, I beg you, don't hold on!" He stretched his wrist in front of Lu Dao, "Bite if you want to bite!" here!"

Lu Dao was so empty that the gap between his lips and teeth quickly turned into Qinglong's wrist.

He really wanted to bite him, the kind that swallowed his flesh and blood.

But he doesn't.

Lu Dao looked at him vaguely, and the voice in the sea of ​​consciousness became louder and louder.There is a dragon in the heart, stubbornly wanting to use his sharp knife, maybe not to protect, but to swallow the knife and control the knife.

On the contrary, the pain of the spiritual vein pulled out his mind, and he suddenly understood in the deafening brand of eliminating demons.

Ask to feed him with flesh and blood, let the source be connected, let his blood and spiritual power flow in his soul veins, and ask to live and die with him.

Is that true?

Or to control him better.

To prevent him from being a disaster, to prevent him from endangering God.

Just like those brand marks in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Life and death deed..." Lu Dao panted heavily, "Master slave deed... did you do this for it?"

Qinglong was anxious and didn't understand his out-of-context: "What did you say? Don't worry about other things, drink my blood, remove the defense of the source, and I will help you dredge the spiritual vein..."

Distress and guilt were about to overwhelm him, he regretted it, and wished that time could go back in time and not let him leave Li Hai.

But regret was useless, now that Lu Dao was dying in his arms, all he could do was to share his pain, and he couldn't pull it out.

Lu Dao tried his best to push him away, but his figure shrank back again, turning into a twelve-year-old.The clothes became looser, and it looked ridiculous to put them on him.

But such a weak little thing has unprecedented determination in his eyes: "I don't want it."

Qinglong's hands were empty, and most of his mind was empty: "...what?"

Ludao had tens of thousands of questions to ask and say, but they were all blocked by the 110 brand in the sea of ​​consciousness.At the end, he could only raise his hand to cover his eyes with difficulty, like shaking a sieve: "I don't want you to come close, you stay away from me."

Qinglong has never experienced such a mood since the transformation of heaven and earth into spirits.He thought that the heart of a god was the same as his cultivation, and that he could become stronger at the same time with his perseverance in cultivation. Who would have thought that it was just his naivety.

Lu Dao covered his eyes, listened to his breathing, and suddenly couldn't help but want to blackmail him, couldn't help but want to make sure if he was just thinking about it.Maybe, maybe that brand was not his intention?

"I know it all."

"what do you know?"

"You dragged me to sign the life-and-death contract because you wanted to control me."

Qinglong was speechless.

...Yes, it is indeed to control him. This is the choice of the will of heaven and earth, and Yu Gong is his task.The hostility became more and more serious, and he was afraid that Ludao would not be able to hold on, and after losing his sanity, he would do something irreversible, which would attract the encirclement and suppression of God Realm instead.

He wants to see his sea of ​​consciousness all the time and guide his thoughts; he also wants to control his spiritual veins and guide his behavior; he even wants to control his origin, so that the origin knife is always clear and not stained with red or black.

Because this is a killing knife.

Available in private...

Lu Dao heard his heavy breathing, and held his own.

Countless hostility in the source is raging, and dark thoughts blend with branding one after another.

"In his eyes, you are just a knife."

"You are a trash can for hostility."

"The gods will only fear and hate you."

"What's the difference between you and that Zhongmo?"

"Who will love you."

"Who would foolishly live and die with you."

"You think he will?"

Qinglong was stuck in his throat, he couldn't tell a lie, he could only avoid the serious things and ignore them: "It's not just for this... Stop thinking about it, let me help you first? I just want to hold your hand, I just want to relieve your pain."

Before Qinglong touched his hand, Ludao's fingertips melted into spirit patterns.The restless spiritual power suddenly opened the barrier, sealing the road knife tightly inside.

Lu Dao still covered his eyes: "...No need, I can do it myself, you go out."

Qinglong's fingertips were blocked by the barrier, and he didn't move for a long time.

The enchantment moved forward, pushing his hand outward.

"……go out."

Pale fingertips moved, and finally retreated.

Lu Dao opened his eyes, and looked at the departing figure through his fingers, with bright red spirit patterns cracked at the corners of his eyes.

Yashen took Ludao and Dongkun away the next day.In order to cope with the imminent struggle between gods and demons, he took the two of them into Shenyuan for a short retreat, and Xuanwu could only take care of the external affairs temporarily.

When he left, Lu Dao hadn't released his resistance to the contract.

And Zhong Mo didn't give the gods too much time to let them breathe.The shadow of the northern sky bypasses the human world and continues to extend eastward, and the target of the demon is still only the god.

The war of gods and demons evolved from the battle of gods has officially kicked off.Northern Sky Candle Dragon took the lead, and the war gods of Kunwu Mountain went to the battle, and were defeated. Those who had no time to retreat were swallowed up, and a considerable part of those who came back alive were also affected by the demonic energy.

"Let me ask."

These are the words left by Zhulong.

The gods of Kunwu Mountain didn’t have any gods of war who could join Zhulong again. After Qinglong heard this, he went out. Xuanwu took his hand again: “Dangerous, you and him belong to the same sect, you…”

Qinglong patted the back of his hand: "Don't worry, I can't kill him, and vice versa."

Suzaku was about to follow, so she told him to bounce back with a snap of his fingers.

Qinglong didn't directly say that you can't beat him, don't come to hinder him, but instead touched his feathers tactfully, and said gently: "This is a matter of our dragon clan, so the family ugliness will not be exposed."

Baihu hugged the struggling Suzaku: "Brother, be careful, Zhulong has many tricks."

Qinglong responded with a cry, then transformed into its original shape and vacated Kunwu Mountain.When he reached the sky, he couldn't help but look back again.

Lu Dao hasn't come out of Shenyuan yet, and he hasn't seen whether he is safe or not.

Before Zhulong looked up, he was waiting for him in Li Hainei, because he came from the same lineage of real dragon as Qinglong, and Li Hai's enchantment didn't repel him very much, so he broke into Li Hai aiming at the weak point.

When Qinglong arrived, he sat cross-legged on the surface of the water, and there was a layer of gray mist floating on the surrounding sea water.Wei Yang looked calm, holding a small ball of sea water on his fingertips, and a panicked little red snake was swimming in the water.

His appearance and expression were the same as before, as if he had not been enchanted.

Zhulong felt the fluctuation, raised his head and smiled at Qinglong: "Xiaowen, you are here."

The huge dragon shape of Qinglong stopped in front of him, and the dragon's claws scattered the gray mist, casting a shadow on the sea.

The figure of Zhulong looked like bean sprouts in front of him, he played around the red snake on his fingertips, looked up at Qinglong and smiled: "2000 years ago, you were only a tiny little one at that time, and you were often teased by me like that. play."

The dragon shape faded, and the blue dragon fell from midair, its hair was full of water vapor.

"Brother, turn around."

Zhulong flicked away the water ball on his fingertips, and the little red snake dived to the bottom of the sea in horror, not even a small wave could stir it up, it was too weak.

Zhulong raised his hand and grabbed the corner of Qinglong's clothes, and said with a playful smile: "Your younger brother should listen to your elder brother."

Qinglong was torn off by him, so he bent over to look at him: "What are you listening to?"

He blinked his left eye at Qinglong, lowered his voice and said: "Be obedient, give me the Gudao."

Qinglong's spirit sank, and instead of being angry, he smiled: "You're thinking about shit."

Zhulong stretched out his hand to hold the back of his neck, smiling softly: "Xiaowen, you can't control it. Leave it to me, and I promise that the world will be safe, and God the Father will not attack the gods."

"Can you guarantee Zhongshen?"

"I can, I know what Father God wants. If the Killing Sword hadn't turned out, nothing would happen now, and the Three Realms would still be as peaceful as before."

Zhulong looked at him, spirit patterns flashed across his eyes, and the sea moved under his feet.

"I know what you want. Isn't it peace? Peace in the world, peace in the three realms, and a peaceful life with the two little ones. You hope that Chang Yi can cultivate a godly body and survive freely with the sword, don't you? Yashen can't give it to you, They will only drive you until it is useless. But Father God is different. Father God is one body of god and devil. As long as he is willing, Beitian's devilish energy can be restrained in an instant, and the hostility between heaven and earth will be fixed in the current pattern. It can return to the balance of the past. As long as you hand over the Gudao to me, the Father God will soon make the sub-god surrender, and when the Gudao is returned to you, all your expectations will come true."

Following his words, scenes of pictures appeared in front of Qinglong's eyes, sliding by like a revolving lantern, the ease and sweetness made people addicted.

Qinglong paused for a while, then broke off his hand without any effort: "Wei Yang, have you forgotten that your illusion is useless to me."

"Then you also know that what my illusion projects is what the other party desires in the heart." Zhulong looked at him with a smile, "Xiaowen, do you really not think about it?"

"No." Qinglong said word by word, "I don't think about it at all, I don't believe you."

"You make brother very sad." Zhulong sighed, "We can obviously go back to the past and be brothers again."

Qinglong suddenly sensed something was wrong, but before he could get out of the way, a chill came from behind, followed by severe pain.

A red dragon bit his shoulder, almost biting off half of his shoulder.

The blue veins on Qinglong's neck were exposed, and the barrier immediately blocked the blood, and with a distracted effort, the demonic energy had already wrapped him up.

Zhulong let go of his shoulders, and his voice came directly to his consciousness: "Are you afraid of bleeding? I ask you, if I swallow you up, is the master bond you made for Kill Gudao enough for him to eat?" I think Lord?"

The candle dragon crossing his legs in front of Qinglong and laughing at Yanyan disappeared, replaced by the enchanted red dragon behind him.

It was an illusion, what he hoped to see in his heart.

Qinglong blasted him away, teleporting to distance him.But the devilish energy was pervasive, raging into his spiritual veins in an instant.He has seen what a real demon looks like, and the road knife is not like that at all.

"We are from the same case, and I can sense your actions occasionally." The dragon shape of the candle dragon is quite different from the previous one. The flame scales are covered with a gray shadow like thin ink, and the whole dragon feels different. Get gloomy and evil.

It was strolling on the sea, and its voice persevered into Qinglong Sea of ​​Consciousness: "Occasionally, I can catch your fleeting thoughts, which is very interesting and very surprising to my brother."

Qinglong held his bitten shoulder and raised his eyes to look at him, with spirit lines appearing on his eyebrows.

"We love the Boundless Four Elephants Dragon God so much, it's so interesting...for a swordsman with a common heart."

The dragon's horns popped out from Qinglong's forehead, but he didn't make a sound.Silently and quickly, he collected all the spiritual energy above Li Hai, and the sea below his feet erupted violently, and countless water dragons rushed towards Zhulong.

Zhulong clicked his tongue, and the dragon's tail threw out the corresponding fire dragon and water dragon to kill him. He traveled a hundred feet away, aiming at the direction of the green dragon to radiate a condensed demonic energy.However, the barrier in front of Qinglong has already formed, and tons of damage can't reach a single hair of him.

Among the gods, Qinglong was originally the one who was the best at defense, and all kinds of messy formations were basically created by him.Seeing this, Zhulong gave up his blind attack and circulated his magic energy while avoiding the water dragon.

"What's the matter? I'm so angry after being told by my brother? I said, why is Xiao Wen so determined not to give up the Gudao? It turns out that it's not fulfilling his duty and protecting the calf, but breeding love and calamity!"

Qinglong's Sea of ​​Consciousness stretched, and the spirit veins were immediately constrained by the demonic energy, and the speed of the surging spiritual energy stagnated for a second.He immediately mobilized his original source, abandoned defense and turned into attack, the spiritual power in his hand turned into a long knife, the knife sank into the sea, raised his neck and roared: "Get up!"

Surging spiritual power rushed into the sea, and the sea surface was like boiling hot oil. A vast hexagonal array spread out on the water, and six white dragons transformed from spiritual power appeared in six directions at the same time, roaring and heading towards the candle dragon. .

Zhulong was pressed in the eye of the formation, and it quickly expanded its size several times, trying to resist with its demonic energy.Those white dragons were twisted with him as if they were alive, and the candle dragon became bigger, and there were more places to be beaten.

Qinglong stared at the Zhulong who was spinning around in the formation, and the spiritual knife in his hand kept flashing blue light.He is a rigid old guy who doesn't like to manipulate all kinds of utensils, and only relies on one trick to be clumsy and independent.

Zihualing, his duty is to keep the balance of heaven and earth, he doesn't like changes and disputes.The life that has remained the same for thousands of years is not boring. He likes peace and stability, and likes to stay at home.

Until that day, a young man with a thorn-like venom appeared out of the sea.

The world is about to undergo a major change, prompting the emergence of a killing knife. This is a variable in the imbalance of the world, and together with the battle between gods and demons, it will become a catastrophe between the world and the earth.

Qinglong is a skinny man who is most afraid of trouble, and even a long Yi is too shabby, but the first time he saw the young man, he made up his mind to keep him.

Thousands of years of peace, there should be evolution, he knows, but also faintly curious about what kind of new world will be after the reform.

And Tiandi sent the killing knife to his territory to let him take on the big responsibility.In the dark, this is the tempering of his cultivation path.

However, later on, the nature of his taking in Ludao has become more selfish than public.

The old house, which has been in disrepair for many years, caught fire and crackled.

The blood-feeding contract was not only to curb the road knife's tendency to demons, but also because of the old guy's unspeakable selfishness.

God is also one of all living beings.All living beings, there must be robbery.

But he can't say.

Gods are different from the lower three realms. Orthodox gods represent all things in the world. Gods should only have great love and no selfish little love.

The lofty gods are symbols and statues worshiped by the weak and weak creatures.Symbols only need to be dedicated to their duties, not emotions and desires.

When the two father gods of Zhongya broke the rules of the gods and disturbed the gods' world, the old pedantic Qinglong still insisted on obeying.

What's more, the will of heaven and earth made him guard the Gudao. The old guy has a thin skin, and he has no shame to say the words of guarding and stealing.

Facing the innocent and naive Ludao, he couldn't even tell.

Man has a fledgling complex, shouting love on his mouth, but actually relying on him as his father and mother.He was different, he couldn't get the word out.How dare he answer to himself that this is the thought of an old cow pushing tender grass, and an old house on fire.

He insisted on claiming the ownership of Road Knife not because he swore that only he could control the Killing Knife, but because, as Zhulong said, it was based on the two characters of love and robbery.

Qinglong laughed lowly, it is probably too much to let the gods of Kunwu know about this matter.

Zhulong knew that the formation was very expensive, and he didn't mind being beaten, since no one could beat the other to death anyway.His purpose was to capture him alive, Qinglong was hit, and the demonic energy was enough to lock his spiritual veins. Only relying on the original spirit, he couldn't last long no matter how awesome he was.

It is only a matter of time before this younger brother is caught and the Killing Gudao is destroyed.

While being beaten, he hissed: "Ask, why are you so horny? Bring the ancient knife, God the Father can give you everything you want!"

On the back of Qinglong's hand began to appear tyrannical spirit patterns with insufficient spiritual power. He continued to draw the original spirit to maintain the formation, squinting his eyes to see the embarrassed Zhulong in the formation: "Take him to join you, and then let Zhongmo use him to jointly conquer the world." Become a hotbed of hostility?"

Six white dragons transformed from spiritual power collided with Zhulong, almost beating him up to vomit blood.While suffering from pain, Zhulong erupted with more devilish energy, but it was a pity that it was all blocked by the barrier on the formation.

He couldn't help scolding: "You perverted cultivation base..."

Qinglong's throat was sweet, and he coughed lightly and replied: "After all, it's not like you, who painstakingly studied heresy ways, relying on those weird illusions to fight. As the leader of the real dragon in the past, he didn't guard everything and delved into the devil's tricks. Brother, is it interesting? ?”

Candle Dragon took a solid blow, and upon hearing the words, he smiled instead: "Xiaowen, are you happy being a god? After a thousand years of seeing the vicissitudes of life, my brother thinks it's boring. Whoever loves this god should be the god. Bow your head for God The will of the heavens, but as a devil, you only need to obey my desires, how happy is it? What is the will of the heavens and the earth, God the Father dares to go against the heavens!"

"He used the excuse against the heavens to destroy the heavens. The tyrant's rhetoric is always so exciting." Qinglong coughed, his long hair was blown by the sea breeze, his vision was a little blurry, and his voice was not so loud, revealing in his tone With deep exhaustion and unwillingness: "You have been assimilated... I can't pull you back."

He was about to be unable to hold on anymore, more and more scales appeared on his body, once his spirit was exhausted, he would have to fall twenty thousand miles into the bottom of the sea.

Qinglong took a deep breath and abandoned the enchantment barrier around him. Anyway, no one else could come to mix with the battlefield between the two real dragons.He withdrew the defense, drained the original spirit, colorless spirit patterns appeared all over his body, and huge spiritual power rushed to the spirit knife in his hand.

Long Tong shrank, the spiritual saber pierced into the sea, and the hexagonal array not far away instantly expanded into seven corners.Seven white dragons whizzed up, aiming at the Zhulong who was trapped in the eye of the formation, and descended from mid-air with a hiss.

Blood dripped from the corner of Qinglong's lips, and as soon as his original spirit was exhausted, the devilish energy dormant in his veins eroded towards his heart, trying to contain his attack.

"Although I can't kill you, I can probably seal you up."

Perhaps due to exhaustion, all movements are slowing down. He watched the seven white dragons attacking the candle dragon, and felt the process of the devil energy invading the source. quick."

However, the seven white dragons stopped abruptly when they were half a step away from the candle dragon.

First, the restraints on Zhulonglong disappeared, then the seven white dragons with their spiritual power gathered disappeared, and finally the huge formation collapsed.

Candle Dragon was beaten so badly that he managed to form a human figure, and he couldn't even stand upright. He coughed up blood and praised: "Hong'er...you did a good job."

The spiritual knife in Qinglong's hand disappeared, the blood on his face faded, and anger finally appeared in his eyes.

A small red snake took advantage of the moment when he took down his defenses, rushed out from the bottom of the sea, and bit his spirit orifice. The poison on the snake's teeth instantly paralyzed his weak body.

"In a fight, I know I can't beat you." Zhulong's face was bruised and purple, and he walked towards him with heavy steps, "So what if you have a high cultivation level, Xiaowen, you are still so easy to deceive."

The red snake injected enough venom before it let go of its fangs, and nimbly swam up the green dragon's waist, wrapped around his shoulders, and the snake letter lingered on his neck.

Qinglong couldn't move, stared down at the inconspicuous little red snake, suppressed his voice and shouted at Zhulong: "Not looking up!"

Zhulong slowly walked up to him and smiled: "I want to say that my brother is mean? But as long as the goal can be achieved, the means are so important."

He first created a relaxed illusion of playing with a snake to confuse Qinglong. The illusion was broken, leading Qinglong to think that the snake was also one of the illusions.Who made that little snake so weak, the fluctuation of spiritual power was so weak that the dragon god who was used to the huge output of spiritual power could ignore it at all.

"You are strong, and the weak are no different from ants in your eyes, right?" Zhulong bent down and stroked his head, "Brother didn't teach you how to be dangerous at the beginning, but now I'm here to make up lessons for you."

Qinglong's spiritual veins were bound, his source was exhausted, and his body was suppressed by the violent snake venom, so he could only look at Zhulong angrily.His face was pale with wear and tear, but his eyes were bright with anger.

Zhulong knew that there was a feeling in his eyes called disappointment.

He squinted his eyes, grabbed Qinglong's hair and forced him to look up, exposing his cold white neck.

"Originally, I should use demonic energy to control you immediately, but before that, it's better to make the best use of it for me." He raised the corners of his lips, with malice in his eyes, "Hong'er, the cultivation level of our Four Elephant Dragon God He is at the top of the list of the gods, why are you still hesitating? Biting down on his spiritual veins, swallowing him, is enough for you to practice penance for a hundred years."

The little red snake coiled around Qinglong's body seemed to be agitated, the snake couldn't believe it and swiped at the neck, its fangs were ready to move.

Qinglong's spiritual pressure dropped suddenly, and he was furious: "How dare you!"

After all, the little red snake belonged to the Shui tribe, and when the Dragon God of the Shui tribe yelled at it, it was so frightened that it retracted its head.

Seeing Qinglong being humiliated, Zhulong was in a good mood, and even freed a hand to caress the little snake, encouraging him: "Hong'er, recognize clearly, your king is me, not him. If I let you bite, you will bite." Just eat it with confidence."

Red Snake was encouraged and mustered up the courage to come over.

Qinglong wanted to roar, but Zhulong covered his mouth with his hand.He squinted his hostile eyes and smiled: "Interesting. You see, it's very interesting to be a demon."

The icy body of the Red Snake was attached to the Qinglong's neck, and the fangs were finding the right position.

Qinglong was about to go crazy.

The low-level aquarium without spiritual intelligence can't devour much of his cultivation, what he can't stand is the psychological self-esteem.A bite by a candle dragon is considered to be bitten by a dog. What kind of thing is this snake?The fact that his fingertips were still numb after being bitten by this weak little thing just now made him angry enough, and Zhulong let him swallow his cultivation base, which is simply insulting and insulting.

Can anyone swallow his cultivation, and anyone can drink his blood? !

The little red snake found the right place, and the snake letter swept the cold white ground carefully, then opened its fangs——

Qinglong's eyes were about to burst, and he fought his fate to get the little spiritual power left in his source.

At the moment when the snake's teeth were about to bite down, Zhulong suddenly sensed a change in the air pressure around him.

A slightly immature but extremely gloomy voice echoed in Li Hai: "Who allowed you to touch him?"