[Sword Three] Photosynthesis of Brother Hua

Bi Yan always thought that the air of the Mozong is dirty, the water of the Mozong is bitter, the sky of the Mozong must be shrouded in haze, and the people of the Mozong must be cunning, evil, and disgusting. of.

Such thoughts were once deeply rooted in his heart.

When was the last point of this thought, slowly changed.

In his memory, the figure of the man running towards him, the sudden hug and the hearty smile of the last man with a trace of cunning in his eyes are all the colors of his childhood fashion.

Later, the slightly hoarse voice of Moxiu with dark red short hair rang in his ears, as if the devil was tempting humans and dragging them into the muddy abyss, from then on they could only struggle in the endless darkness, unable to escape.

"I want to control the Jueqing Palace, and the current Palace Mistress is your enemy," the short-haired dark-red Moxiu put on the elixir with long green hair, with temptation and malice in his words, "Let's cooperate."

"I need your power to control the entire Jueqing Palace, and when I succeed, your enemy, I will send it to you and let you slaughter it."

At that time, he must have been bewitched by the devil.

Bi Yin slowly woke up from another long sleep, and the memories of the past gradually emerged in her mind. It was once filled with temptation and green emotions. It turns out that there will be a day when they will dissipate.

He was lying on a huge bed, and the surroundings of the bed were made of cold iron pillars, which locked him in like a cage, and the silver light that glowed made him feel cold inexplicably.

He reached out and touched the mark on the side of his neck, which was formed after signing the master-servant contract.

Along with these marks, there are also those mottled and ambiguous hickey marks.

Bi Yin suppressed the sudden pain in his heart. The talent of Bihua Yinyuehua clan allowed him to control his emotions well. He calmed down, covered his chest, and the door of the room was pushed open. It was closed, and then it was closed by someone.

Yi Huanzhi is here.

Bi Yan looked up expressionlessly, and saw the person walking slowly in front of him, dressed in a black battle suit, with traces of blood on the sword at his waist, and the dark red eyes that had not yet dissipated. Tyranny, he casually unfastened the sword at his waist and threw it aside. After taking off the blood-stained coat, the white undershirt inside made the person in front seem a little softer.

"Are you awake?" Yi Huanzhi walked over with a smile.

These pillars made of cold iron have special formations engraved on them, and the demon cultivator can ignore them, but for Bi Yin, it is an insurmountable moat.

Bi Yin didn't answer the words, raised her eyes to look at him, then lowered her eyes again, silently leaning on the bed, staring blankly at the small window on the wall.

"Is there something uncomfortable?" Yi Huanzhi sat on the edge of the bed, turned Bi Yin's face compulsively, looked at his expressionless eyes, and smiled angrily: "Are you planning to keep doing this? "

"You can kill me too." Bi Yin replied lightly.

Yi Huanzhi laughed out loud, and finally stopped, and stroked the mark on the side of Bi Yin's neck with his fingers, with great strength, that piece of skin was rubbed red: "How could I kill you?"

"I like you so much, why would I hurt you?"

"You have taken control of Jueqing Palace," Bi Yin stared at him suddenly, "Then kill him."

Bi Yin was referring to him, the current owner of Jueqing Palace.

"This is not allowed, Ah Yan, only this is not allowed," Yi Huanzhi called Bi Yin affectionately, but his smile couldn't reach his eyes, "Other things are fine."

"Then let me out."

"After letting Ah Yan go out, the first thing to do is to kill him." Yi Huanzhi explained Bi Yin's purpose, "So, this is not acceptable."

"Isn't it good to be here? If Ah Yan swears by the way of heaven and doesn't want to kill him anymore, he can go wherever he wants in the future."

"If that doesn't work," Bi Yan suddenly pulled out a smile, cool and cold, "I want you to die, is that okay?"

"Yes," Yi Huanzhi replied very simply, he greedily looked at Bi Yin's smiling face, "If you want me to die, I have no objection at all."

Bi Yin lost the interest to continue talking, and closed her eyes: "How many words are true?"

Yihuan was silent.

Looking at Bi Yan's tired expression, he slowly left the room, with a frivolous smile on his face all the time, and the moment he left the room, this smile was suddenly tainted with a bit of haze.

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The next day, with the help of his powerful soul power, Bi Yin finally managed to connect to Luo Bai with difficulty. Using Luo Bai's talent as a transfer, he amplified his ability several times, and finally, he caught a few words, and it was this clue , causing him to collapse instantly, sitting on the bed as if he had lost his soul.

Moxiu Yihuanzhi took full control of the Jueqing Palace a month ago and became the current Palace Master. The previous Palace Master was temporarily appointed as the Great Elder by him. After one month, he will go to the land of the Suzerain to join the Nightmare.

Once that person joined Yan, Bi Yin would have no chance to kill him again.

And today is the last day.

Why!Why do this!

Originally, Bi Yin still had this glimmer of hope in his heart. He hoped that Yi Huanzhi would not lie to him. He hoped that something happened to Yi Huanzhi temporarily and he could not control the Jueqing Palace, so even if he was brought here by force, he would still be suppressed. Containing the uneasiness and irritability in his heart, as long as there is still a sliver of possibility, he also hopes that Yi Huanzhi's previous promise, that dark red short-haired Mo Xiu, smiling at him under the cool moonlight, is—— -real.

This person is the most beautiful color in his childhood full of blood and death.

As judges, Bihua Yinyuehua's family is naturally indifferent. If someone hadn't walked into his life with the toughest attitude at the most vulnerable time, he might never have felt the kind of emotion that made people feel like they had opened their hearts. throbbing like a flower.

The world around you seems to have become flawless white, and the people in front of you, instead of the surroundings, become your whole world.

As the last Bihua Yinyuehua in this world, he has long learned to conceal his inner emotions. He uses the appearance and personality no different from a human monk to live in this world carefully. He also made a few friends, but deep in his heart, the memory that was once polluted by blood can never be forgotten.

At midnight, he always couldn't calm down. The eyes of the people were unwilling to die. His parents hid him in the cave in the blood-stained land, and put their pale faces on his forehead. The last kiss fell, and when he crawled out tremblingly, all that was left on the ground were crushed petals, stems, roots, and leaves...

Transformed into a human form, after death, it will eventually return to the form of a flower, and then be crushed in the dust.

He collected all the clansmen bit by bit, then dug holes one by one with his hands, and put them in solemnly. Qian Lin helped him set up the tombstone. On the last tombstone, he carved his own name.

The person who was Bi Yan was already dead.

"Don't kill yourself." At that time, Qian Lin only said this sentence to him.

Yes, Qian Lin has already seen it, his last mission in this life is revenge.

Moxiu is untrustworthy after all, and his clansmen also said such things before they died, but in the end, he was still tempted.

Bi Yin felt that the pain from the heart could no longer be suppressed. The tearing feeling spread from the heart to the whole body, as if being licked by the flame bit by bit, and the places it passed did not return to the original The mark on the side of the neck felt cold, as if he wanted to suppress the pain, he smiled miserably, pierced the skin there with his nails, and ended the suppression.

The obsession is too deep, the mind is ruined, and the only way is to become a demon.

If you become a demon, you can become a demon, even if their clan is hailed as the arbiter of the holy clan, but the person who is Bi Yin, died on the day the clan was exterminated.

The rest are just people whose hearts have been polluted by hatred and who will fall into the abyss one day.

After being enchanted, can I feel what you think and think, know what you hear and feel, and only then can I understand you—the reason for deceiving me?

Bi Yin can clearly feel the changes in his body. It is a powerful force gradually rising, with an aura of anger and darkness. , I am afraid it is far more than comprehension.

He walked out of the cage made of cold iron weakly, and also walked out of the dream that he had woven in his heart.

The palm of the hand was cut open, and the dark green blood flowed out slowly, a sweet taste with a little intoxicating breath pervaded, the blood slowly condensed into a long and thin sword, with With a dark red light.

It took him decades to fuse the hatred in his heart with the Yinyue Sword, but now, he can easily condense it into the weapon he wants.

Because he no longer has to suppress the hatred in his heart.

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"Report to my lord, someone has been detected invading the north hall of Jueqing Palace! The speed is extremely fast, and we have already broken through the first layer of guards!" In the empty hall, a person knelt on one knee, reporting in a slightly hasty voice. Right in front, next to the luxurious seat, stood a Moxiu with short dark red hair.

"Are you here to assassinate the previous palace lord? Just send someone to deal with it." Yi Huanzhi casually ordered.

"But—" the people below hesitated a bit, "but that person was brought into the palace some time ago by my lord, and I ordered my subordinates to do our best to protect him, and that person seems to have been possessed—"

Before he finished speaking, a shocking aura suddenly erupted from the person in front of him.

"What did you say!" There was no emotion on Yi Huanzhi's face, but his reddened eyes showed his inner fluctuations, which were far stronger than what he showed.

The person below immediately turned pale, trembling uncontrollably, and even the voice was intermittent: "The man brought by my lord a while ago...bewitched and killed the North Palace...the situation is critical now, and there are reports that Yan's People have rushed to..."

He felt a violent impact on his abdomen, and he flew out in an instant. After rolling a few times on the ground, he endured the pain and raised his head. In his misty vision, the adult who was almost always moody, Unexpectedly, with an indescribable anxiety on his face, he hurried out of the palace gate.

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"So, even if this is the case, do you still want to stop me?" Bi Yin smiled lightly, his body was covered with blood, not his, but those who died in his hands, and his sword could not be seen The original dark green color was mixed with thick blood, presenting a strange feeling.

Kill evil.

It's not that the saints can't kill, but they can't kill at will, otherwise, they will be regarded as guilty of killing.

This sentence was what Bi Yin said to Yi Huanzhi back then.

"Because of the pure and flawless power in our body, our family is called the Holy Clan together with the Fuhuo Clan. However, this also has limitations," Bi Yin turned his head to look at Yi Huanzhi when he was young, with a little sadness in his eyes, "The Holy Clan You can't kill at will, otherwise it is a crime of killing, unless it is a person who has been judged guilty by us."

When Yi Huanzhi arrived, the strong smell of blood in the north hall was simply shocking.

All the sent guards were dead. They died in a miserable state, as if they had been crushed to pieces. There was no complete body to be found. The hall was full of broken limbs and arms, and there was almost no place to set foot.

Bi Yin stood motionless in the center, in front of him was the former Palace Mistress with a terrified face, lying on the ground, looking up at the green-haired young man with dark red light in his pupils, the young man's expression was twisted and twisted. With a hint of pleasure.

Finally polluted you and pulled me to the same place as me.

Yi Huanzhi thought so.

However, there was no joy in my heart after success.

"That's right, I still want to stop you." Yi Huanzhi took out the Yinyue Sword, and instantly blocked Bi Yin's movements. The terrified former palace master seemed to be saved, and used his hands and feet backwards Crawled up, roaring in his mouth: "Hurry up! Kill him quickly! Haha! The family that should have died a long time ago should not have appeared here!"

"You should have been more straightforward when you started! There is still a fish that slipped through the net!"

In the clan extermination battle back then, Jinxiu Pavilion led, Jueqing Palace assisted, and Jueqing Palace was responsible for slaughtering the Bihuayinyuehua clan.

"What are you doing! Kill him quickly!" Seeing that Yi Huanzhi just stopped Bi Yin's movements, but didn't go any further, the previous Palace Mistress was in a hurry, wanting to make a move without any image, but seeing Bi Yin Behind Yin's eyes, he took a step back and fell to the ground.

"Is this kind of person you want to protect?" Bi Yan asked with a smile.

"That's not the problem," Yi Huanzhi also smiled, "It's better for you to leave first."

He can't beat Yi Huanzhi.

Bi Yin knew this very well.

He looked at the enemy who was close at hand, it was the memory that he could not get rid of every sleepless night, the ugly face of that person, the blood of the clansman stained in the hands of that person, the foot that that person stepped on the clansman , and the man's laughter as he killed.

It was almost enough to kill him.

Just a little bit, he was able to put an end to the nightmare of the past century, and he could sleep peacefully.

Bi Yin still had that smile on his face, he seemed to have no other emotions, after taking a deep look at Yi Huan, he seemed to walk away indifferently.

Seeing his leaving back, Yi Huanzhi's pupils became extremely deep in an instant.

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"Obsessed?" Wan Jing couldn't believe it, "Why did Bi Yan become obsessed?"

Obviously a few days ago, the sound transmission was so energetic to Bai Tuanzi, it doesn't look like he will be possessed by a demon!

"Bi Yin hides a lot, he hides all his emotions in his heart," Qian Lin said with a serious expression, "Actually, he couldn't hold on long ago, but the hatred in his heart still supports him, if it wasn't for Once enchanted, the possibility of surviving is very small, he is afraid that he has already become enchanted."

"When the saints become demons, it will arouse the wrath of the heavens, which is the thunder disaster."

"Thunder tribulation far exceeds the limit that can be tolerated."

"Would Yi Huanzhi just let Biyan be enchanted like this?" Wan Jing looked at the almost complete stranger not far away, "What happened to Biyan? Isn't Bihua Yinyuehua able to see through everything? What can actually make them bewitched?!"

Qian Lin shook her head: "Dongche is not completely without weaknesses, and this only weakness is the reason why the Bihua Yinyuehua clan has been living in seclusion for many years, and their emotions are indifferent."

"Dong Che's only weakness is—"

"I can't see through the person I love deeply."

Wan Jing suddenly remembered, it seemed that Bi Yin couldn't see his real body as the double-petalled fallen fairy lotus.

"Your matter is another matter." Qian Lin looked down at Wan Jing.

"Do you... know something??"

Qian Lin didn't answer, because in the distant sky, Lei Jie had already faintly formed.