My old enemy always likes to pull my furry ears

Generally, if you can't talk calmly and calmly, you will be promoted to a higher level if you do it directly. It is to make up for the shortcomings of being unreasonable, and some things must be resolved immediately.

Yan Zhou's palm with a strong wind brushed past Xue Huan's ear, and the latter turned his head to avoid his attack, clasped his arm with one hand, and then, Yan Zhou borrowed his strength to hold his arm Leaning back, bending his body, at the same time the other hand climbed up his neck, touching his beating veins.

Xue Huan reacted quickly, immediately let go of his hand and hit him in the ribs.Even though Yan Zhou's moves are fast and fierce, and Xue Huan can fight for a few rounds without using spiritual skills, but there is no level between spiritual skills and non-spiritual skills. As long as Xue Huan is not a gentleman and uses some internal strength, Yan Zhou can only become The little chicken was obediently held by his neck, and he was at a disadvantage.

"Let go." Yan Zhou's mouth was melting with ice, his eyes were deep and terrifying.

Xue Huan was so annoyed by his surprise attack that he let go of his hands and pushed him out.

Seeing that he had let go and was still standing there, Yan Zhou seized this opportunity and spoke out the dumb words he had been suffocating for the past few days: "Dare to ask Daxia Xue, what kind of things have I done to make you unhappy, what do you plan to do?" Let me go to geometry?"

He acted like "I'm right, you're wrong" which made Xue Huan feel uneasy. Could it be that this person really treats what he has done as a fart and just forget it, or that he trampled on other people's lives at will? In his eyes, is it something that is not worth mentioning at all? !

Sometimes, he is really annoying, especially if he is self-righteous and indifferent now.

"What have you done, do you still need someone to remind you?" Xue Huan was filled with mixed emotions of being deceived and driven to get into a trap. He had a set of beliefs that monsters are innocent, but now this belief does not seem to be true. Applicable to Yan Zhou.

Yanzhou has never had the habit of remembering everything he has done. Most of the time, he forgets when he can. He has lived for thousands of years and is burdened with exhaustion all over his body. How can he impose another burden on his body.

"I'm sorry, I really don't remember what I did. What happened to Nanyu? Did someone die? I didn't find the murderer, so I did it?" Yan Zhou uttered ugly words like a hooligan, and at the end, he added: "If I want to kill people in Nanyu, killing one is worse than killing him in the abyss!"

Xue Huan snorted coldly: "Sure enough, it's your Yan Zhou's style, and you act exactly the same. Why, did I remind you again, you plan to practice a hell in Nanyu? Have you forgotten that you have practiced a hell in Zhaoning before?" hell?"

Xue Huan is not a hot-headed person, and he does not belong to the kind of reckless guy who says what others say. Even if it is what Nan Xiaohui said, he has personally verified it. Now he is standing in front of Yan Zhou, looking at the other party's dismissive What appeared in his mind was the miserable picture of the gloomy temple surrounded by black air that night when he slipped to Zhaoning.

There are several stone tablets on one stone step, and countless ghosts float along the way.

After what he said, Yanzhou finally understood Xue Huan's abnormality these days, no wonder he didn't talk to himself, seeing that he was like a cloud of air.

"So you're angry." He probably knew why, he was brought back to Nanyu by him. The person I work with is a stubborn asshole.

Now that I think about it, it might be good for Xue Huan to pretend to be dumb and not talk to him. If he hadn't taken that little consideration into consideration, he would have cut his flesh first and then let his blood out while his hands were being restrained.

Xue Huan is still a reasonable person who doesn't do anything until now, and said: "I really want to know, in your heart, except you, everyone in this world can die very easily, and they live as long as they can. Not being able to live is a sacrificial offering for you!"

"I'm evil, it's normal." Yan Zhou said lightly.

Xue Huan said: "Fart, are you sick! Evil is evil, and the world is prejudiced, thinking that evil spirits must be devoid of virtue, but no one is willing to be born evil, even if someone forcibly divides them into one Human beings don't have to do things that are harmful to nature and reason, it's the same for everyone, and it's the same for all creatures."

You are evil, and you are doing what you should do for evil, which in itself is a mistake of being pulled under the wrong view.

"You mean that I was born evil, but I can do good." Yan Zhou suddenly smiled, shook his head and said, "I have to say that although some righteous people are hypocritical, at least they directly express their hypocrisy in the so-called Eliminate harms for the world, and then get honorable titles respected by people; but some are stupid, wishful thinking to build a peach blossom land, hoping that all living beings will live together in one place, extinguish the flames of war, and live endlessly."

"However, most people who are born evil think about how to destroy the world. I think most of the evil spirits in this world are heinous, and so am I, and what you will face is also the majority." General Yan Zhou I stretched out my hand in front of him, "It's time to take back your well-being."

"Do you make mistakes again and again?" Xue Huan said without moving, "Because I made a mistake once, in order to make up for it, I have to keep making mistakes? Yanzhou, is it difficult to admit a mistake once?"

I don't know which word pierced his heart, Yan Zhou's complexion suddenly changed, blood was stirred into his eyes, and he said naked|naked|nakedly: "I am not wrong!"

Don't admit your mistakes, and you will never admit your mistakes!

His complexion became extremely bad, and he didn't want to continue arguing, he said: "If you are embarrassed to drive me away because of favors, then I have the consciousness to go by myself now, please call your voice back, and I will leave."

Xue Huan paused for a while, raised his eyes, and said to Yan Zhou, "Yan Zhou, whether mortals are cheap or not, is the same for you and me."

He spread out the palm of his right hand, and the two steel rings that originally bound Yan Zhou's wrist came together, turning into a big sound and returning to Xue Huan's hand.

After the bondage left, Yan Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. However, his breath was not so easy to the end—Xue Huan controlled Da Yin and hit Yan Zhou...

Yanzhou Lingfa had just returned to the basket, and before it was familiarized in the palm of his hand, his body with a blank sheet of paper forcibly carried Dayin's spirit wave.

Severe pain exploded from his chest and spread to his limbs.Yanzhou's tinnitus was so severe that he could barely hear the noise of the wind and leaves around him. He only felt pain in his heart, his eyes darkened, and he was in a sea of ​​icy ice.

In a daze, a cold voice tore through the silent darkness and came in.

"Yan Zhou, your death today will relieve the hatred of heaven and comfort all living beings!"

His heart ached like thousands of arrows piercing his heart, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. Yan Zhou opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at Xue Huan who had killed him, and wanted to say something, which was not bad, but he never had the chance to say it. exit.

However, when Dayin's spiritual energy penetrated Yan Zhou's body and gathered the last strength, the spiritual power covered in Yan Zhou's body suddenly shrank back, and the whole body rebounded and hit Xue Huan.

Xue Huan didn't have time to react, and couldn't dodge at all. He opened his chest to resist Da Yin's backlash, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yan Zhou fell to the ground, the remaining strength of Da Yin lingered in his heart, entangled him in severe pain.

He took a few short breaths, and turned his palm to heal the wound where the aura floated on his heart. After the bitter blood in his throat was forced back, he turned his gaze to Xue Huan, who was unconscious across the way.

Injured by one's own weapon, speaking out would make others laugh.Yan Zhou secretly scolded him that he deserved it, looked around at this shabby place, paused for a moment, finally suppressed the unhappiness of being provoked by him, and moved over.

Da Yin fell at his feet, Xue Huan still had blood on the corner of his mouth, and remained motionless. Yan Zhou checked his pulse, and his breathing became arrhythmia.

He thought it might be that Xue Huan accidentally failed to control his strength, so that his own martial arts bounced back and hurt him, but what is the meaning of such a weak general's pulse?

Yanzhou probed further, and suddenly caught a spiritual breath that did not belong to Xue Huan flowing in his chest cavity. When he held his breath to explore again, he found that the spiritual breath was fleeting, as if it had never existed before.

Yan Zhou put down his pulse and stared at Xue Huan's raised eyebrows. Even his handsome face couldn't hide his bastard. Yan Zhou looked at him for a long time, and scolded him: "You stupid Xue Huan, follow me!" What nonsense prejudices are you talking about, in this world, you are the one who has the biggest prejudice against me!"

While he was in a coma, he scolded and beat him a little, Yan Zhou still resisted and took him away from Nanyu.

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In Crow Valley, the rivers and rivers are rippling with cold lights. It is daytime. The desolate and endless land is connected to the sky. The sun shines on everything from the outside world. Once here, the sun loses its color and becomes withered and powerless.

This was originally the habitat of black crows. Since they were exterminated by Yan Zhou, the place where they rested has been monopolized by this monster.

On the hillside where the river stretches to, there is a high pavilion, and on each floor are hung lamps made of black crows, shining with faint purple light.

Standing in the high pavilion and watching, Xier was delighted when he saw Yan Zhou, but when he saw that there was another person on his back, the smile on the corner of his mouth dropped.

Yan Zhou took the man back to Crow Valley for treatment. Originally, he planned to give him his spiritual power, but thinking about what happened today, he feared that one day, he would learn from other places that he saved him. He hated that there was a demon in his body. He would rather die than live, so he might as well bring people back first.

Yan Zhou put him on the bed, got up and directly ignored Xi Er who had been following him since his return, and took a broken pill from the empty pendant hanging in front of the window.

Although there was only one piece of this broken pill when Yan Zhou picked it up, as long as he is a normal person with feelings, he will know that this thing is extraordinary.

When Yan Zhou touched this broken pill, he always felt a pure force spreading from the palm of his hand to his whole body. It was a feeling of tranquility and doubled strength.

"You want to use it to save people?" Xier asked.

Yan Zhou didn't answer.

Xier: "There is only one Broken Pill, which is used to prevent and heal you if you get hurt in the future."

Generally speaking, a broken pill is a broken product. It is separated from the whole body, and the energy stored in it can only be used once. It cannot be restored as long as the spirit controller is still there, like a complete magic pill.

It has been nearly 300 years since this broken pill was picked up, and it has never played its intended role.

"You don't have to worry about my business." Yan Zhou dropped this sentence, skipped him, and put it on Xue Huan's heart, and transmitted the broken pill's spiritual method to him.