Heaven is here to torture me

"Don't even think about touching him!" Lu Qingzhou gritted his teeth, picked up the Lieyang True Fire, and tried his best to push the flame into Sikongshun's coffin.

Since he opened the door of the secret room and attracted people who coveted Sikong Shun's body, he must take responsibility for the people of the world, for Sikong Shun, and never let Sikong Shun be used again!

"Stop!" Seeing this, the First Elder hurriedly got lucky, bone needles flew out from under the cloak, and rushed straight at Lu Qingzhou.

Wu Lei and Yue Gui Ning had a tacit understanding, lifted the coffin lid abruptly, and dropped it on the ground, blocking the bone needles.

"Tearless boy! Do you know what he set fire to!" The elder stomped his feet angrily, "Instead of killing the person who insulted your master, you helped him instead. What do you mean!?"

"I'm sorry, Great Elder, this disciple will never let you take advantage of Master!" Wulei pressed against the coffin board, "Stop it!"

"Don't think you can stop me like this!" The Great Elder ordered the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect to rush forward, fighting with Wu Lai and Yue Guining, and he himself exerted all his strength, and a trace of black mist spewed from his body It came out, forming ferocious and terrifying claws on the roof of the secret room.

"Let's see if you burned him first, or I crushed you first!" The Great Elder shouted loudly, and the black claws flipped down in an instant, and slapped Lu Qingzhou aggressively.

"senior!"

"Little Qingzhou!"

Tears-Free and Yue Guining shouted anxiously, but none of them could take time out from the crowd of Heavenly Demon Sect disciples, they could only watch the black claws slapping the ground with a "bang", stirring up layers of dust. .

Amidst the anxious eyes of the two, a small white shadow suddenly jumped out from between the black shadow's fingers, and jumped onto the coffin wall.

The snow-white fur on his body was now stained with a little blood, making him look a bit downcast.

"Cat?" The Great Elder saw the white figure clearly and couldn't help being stunned, "You...what the hell are you!"

Lu Qingzhou glanced at him lightly, flicked his tail, and looked at Sikong Shun again.

Sikong Shun's physical body is indeed extremely powerful, even if it is the real fire of the scorching sun, it turns into a small fire on his body. After burning for a long time, even his clothes have not been completely burned, but it has scorched Sikong Shun's black hair a little.

"Whether you're a human or a cat, you can't stop me from washing the righteous way and dominating the world!" The Great Elder opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood from his heart, and recited the mantra again with the blood of his heart.

"Great Elder, you can't force this spell anymore!" Seeing this, the confidant at the side hurriedly advised, but was pushed away by the Great Elder.

"Get out!" The Great Elder looked at the three people in front of him coldly, and said with a sneer, "After I collect this corpse, in the future, even if I become a useless person, it will not be a problem!"

"Big elder!"

"Don't persuade me any more!" The First Elder stretched out his hand and raised his crutch, black mist surged up in all directions, even the poisonous mist from the secret room was absorbed by him.

All kinds of filthy and dead energy gathered together to form a ferocious dragon.

The long dragon leaped into the air, but in this cramped secret room, it seemed to be a bit unable to use its hands and feet, so it could only scratch around angrily, and the stone walls of the secret room were splashed with broken stones.

"Go! Swallow all those people who are in the way!" The elder pointed at the two people and the cat in front of him, and the dragon immediately opened its mouth wide and rushed towards Lu Qingzhou.

"Boom!" The long dragon rushed directly onto the jade coffin, and thick black smoke sprayed out, flying Lu Qingzhou who was staying on the coffin wall, rolling several times in the air, and finally Yue Guining caught him.

Even so, he was dizzy, his internal organs were damaged, and he almost fainted.

Wu Lei and Yue Gui Ning also hid in a mess, each of them was disheveled and overthrown by the black wave, unable to get up.

But the jade coffin in the tomb was swallowed by the long dragon and suspended in the long black shadow.

"Hahaha! Good! He finally belongs to this old man!" the Great Elder exclaimed excitedly, while waving his crutches, he directed the long dragon to send the coffin back.

The long dragon turned around slowly, but suddenly, that huge and ugly head fell to the ground with a "boom", smashing a deep hole in the floor of the tomb!

"What's the matter?" The Great Elder hurried forward, but saw the long black dragon twisting its body in the pit, struggling desperately.

But its head seemed to be firmly nailed to the ground with a nail.

"Get up! Get up!" the Great Elder yelled, and the long dragon struggled twice, and suddenly opened its mouth and let out a long howl in pain, and then its body turned into mist and dissipated little by little.

The heavy coffin fell to the ground again, the walls of the coffin on all sides were broken, and it fell down in different directions, raising a cloud of dust.

In the dust, a tall and burly figure gradually appeared, with long hair floating like a ghost.

"You..." The Great Elder stared his eyes in disbelief, but couldn't help but backed away, "You...how did you..."

The smoke was unrestrained, and everyone looked towards the center, all of them were dumbfounded!

"Sikong Shun!?" Yue Guining was shocked, and hurriedly hugged Lu Qingzhou tightly, as if holding a treasure in his arms, and didn't want others to snatch it away.

"Master?" Seeing the familiar face of that person, Wulei was both surprised and happy, and hurried forward, wanting to help Sikong Shun's arm.

Unexpectedly, Si Kongshun waved his hand suddenly, flung Wulei away, and threw him into the coffin fragments behind him.

"Pfft..." Wulei spat out a mouthful of dark blood, struggled to get up from the coffin, his eyes were full of shock, "Master..."

"No, he's not your master...he's just a mindless walking corpse!" The Great Elder swallowed, nervous and cramped, "Someone turned him into a corpse puppet before me!"

"It's impossible!" Wu Lei and Yue Gui Ning said in unison.

Apart from the Great Elder, who else in the world would dare to lay their minds on the Mozun?

What's more, Lu Qingzhou had to rely on Lu Qingzhou to enter the tomb. Besides them, who else could get in?

"Who is it!" The Great Elder's pale face instantly became bloodshot, his emotions were uncontrollable, "Who snatched the old man's corpse puppet! Who is manipulating him, come out to the old man!"

With a "click", Sikong Shun who lifted the corpse suddenly moved his head.

He slowly opened his eyes. The eye sockets that should have been inlaid with a pair of purple eyes were now pitch black.

After opening his eyes, he mechanically turned his head 180 degrees, looked at the coffin behind him, and then his body made a crackling sound, as if parts that had not been used for a long time had rusted.

The shriveled lips moved a little, and opened a little with difficulty, revealing a hoarse voice from inside.

"Qing Zhou..." He murmured intermittently, "Where did Qing Zhou... go..."

"Master!" Wulei got up from the debris and wanted to rush up, but was blocked by Yue Guining.

"Don't move!" Yue Guining hugged Lu Qingzhou with one hand, and stopped Wu Lei with the other, staring at Sikong Shun with her eyes, her face was extremely pale, "He is not sober now."

"Come on, hurry up, fasten this old man with a life-threatening lock! Never let him out!" Elder Helian stomped his feet, and several disciples of the Demonic Sect on both sides immediately took out one by one specially used to deal with corpses. The puppet's special chains surrounded Sikong Shun.

"You..." Sikong Shun turned a blind eye, but took a heavy step in the direction of the Great Elder, "You... stole him?"

"Who made you into a puppet?" The Great Elder didn't dare to be careless, while distracting Sikong Shun's attention with words, he guided the disciples to form the Heavenly Demon Locking Formation.

Once the formation was completed, the disciples threw out their chains one after another, and the thick chains wrapped around Sikong Shun's body, binding him into a rice dumpling.

"Master!" Wulei called anxiously, but the Great Elder glared at him fiercely: "He is not your master, he is just a corpse, a tool that has no thoughts and only obeys the orders of the master! It's a pity, but now we can only destroy it, otherwise... it will become a serious disaster!"

"Drink!" The person in the chain yelled loudly, and the chain tightened suddenly, making a crisp sound.

"Don't struggle anymore! This Heavenly Demon Life Locking Formation is specially prepared for you by this old man!" The Great Elder waved his crutches, and countless black winds swept into the formation, surrounding the person bound by the chains.

"Give him back to me!" A roar came from the formation, the aura seemed to be sinking at the bottom of a volcano, ready to set off a huge wave of lava at any time!

"Take it!" The Great Elder hastily ordered people to close the formation, but at this moment, the chains on Sikong Shun's body suddenly broke with a "crack".

"Roar!!!" Sikong Shun shouted loudly, the chains on his body finally turned into copper shavings, flying around, piercing into the bodies of the disciples of the Demon Sect, swallowing several lives in an instant!

The formation was immediately defeated, and several disciples wanted to retreat quickly, but they were dragged back by Sikong Shun, torn to pieces and crushed, blood rained down on their faces immediately.

Seeing the brutal appearance of the monster in front of them, everyone was scared out of their wits, their legs trembled and they retreated, ignoring the order of the Great Elder, they climbed up the stairs, just wanting to leave this bloody place as soon as possible!

With a "boom", the disciples on the stairs were crushed by an invisible force, and they were about to be crushed into human cakes.

"Ah... Sovereign, please forgive me!"

"Disciple...disciple knows his mistake, suzerain"

All the disciples lay on the ground, their bodies twisted and deformed, and all of them were pale with fright.

They finally remembered that this Demon Lord was a brutal tyrant in his lifetime, but after his death... he turned into a life harvester!

"Stop!" Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Mozun.

A snow-white figure, like a tall and straight green pine, stood upright on the steep high ground, facing the zenith that was about to collapse.

"Stop, Sikong Shun." Lu Qingzhou endured the pain and stared at Sikong Shun coldly, "I'm right here!"

"Qing Zhou?" Si Kongshun suddenly stopped moving, his head was tilted stiffly on his neck, and he was stunned for a moment, "Lu...Qing Zhou..."

He stretched out his hand and touched the side of Lu Qingzhou's face, as if confirming the other party's identity: "You... are... Qingzhou..."

That hand was extremely cold, but the movements seemed very gentle, as if it was treating a treasure.

"It's me..." Lu Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief, comforted Yue Guining and Wu Lei with his eyes, and then pulled away Sikong Shun's hand, "Stop it, Sikong Shun, don't add your murder!"

"Lu Qingzhou..." A strange smile suddenly appeared on Si Kongshun's stiff face. The smile was extremely eerie, "Master... wants... Lu Qingzhou..."

"Master?" Lu Qingzhou was taken aback, feeling something was wrong.He was about to back away, but Si Kongshun suddenly made a move and dragged him directly in front of him.

In a flash before his eyes, his whole body was lifted up and landed on Sikong Shun's shoulders like a sack.

"Put him down!" Seeing this, Yue Guining rushed to kill him with a sword.

However, Sikong Shun didn't care about his body at all, bent his knees a little, jumped suddenly, carried Lu Qingzhou on his shoulders, broke through the wall of the tomb, and rushed out...

Lu Qingzhou really didn't expect that the meeting with Si Kongshun after so many years would end up like this - he was carried on his shoulders like a sack, bumped all the way, so bumpy that he almost vomited out his internal organs!

Sikong Shun sealed his spiritual veins, he couldn't make any sound, and couldn't exert any strength. The scenery in front of him changed and changed, and changed again and again, only the whistling of the wind could be heard.

However, he thought, this is also good, at least he doesn't have to try his best to guess the person behind the scenes, he can directly let Sikong Shun bring him in front of that person.

He wanted to see who was manipulating the Demon Lord behind his back, whether it was the same person who killed Xiao Yunfei!

After running for an unknown amount of time, Si Kongshun's pace suddenly slowed down.

Lu Qingzhou felt that the noisy wind in his ears gradually subsided, and Si Kongshun's movements became sluggish, sometimes looking around like a lost child, hesitating to choose a direction.

Only then did Lu Qingzhou get up a little bit, turned his head hard, and looked in front of Sikong Shun, but saw a piece of sparkling water with a wide field of vision.

The lake is like jasper, like a bright mirror, and one or two fishing boats pass by from time to time on the water surface, drawing ripples.

The sky and the earth are of the same color, meeting in a line not far away.

At this time, the fiery red sunset was gradually sinking towards the horizontal line.

here is……

Lu Qingzhou was stunned.

Isn't this the lake where the two once settled?How did you come here?

It was agreed to take him to meet the "master"! ?

Sikong Shun's footsteps finally stopped in front of a verdant bamboo forest.

He stood in front of the bamboo forest, looked up at the depths of the forest, and stood there for a long time.

Until the sun set and the night rose, the forest became pitch black, and Sikong Shun didn't move again.

"Let...let me down!" Lu Qingzhou's neck was sore, and he couldn't help but say.He wondered if Sikong Shun would fall into a deep sleep again.

However, when Sikong Shun heard his voice, his whole body shook!

He turned his head back and forth, a black line seemed to flow out of his dark eye sockets.

"Qing...Qingzhou..." He slowly raised his hand, put Lu Qingzhou down from his shoulders, but changed his posture, picked him up across the waist, and locked him in his arms, "Qing...Qingzhou... ..."

He seemed to only be able to read those two words, and repeated them dozens of times, and suddenly seemed to think of something, stepped forward, and suddenly rushed into the bamboo forest.

"Go... go home! Go home!"

"Sikong Shun, let me down!" Lu Qingzhou swung his hand and elbowed Sikong Shun hard on the chin.

But Sikong Shun couldn't feel the pain at all, and Lu Qingzhou's attack was like scratching his boots, it didn't affect him at all.

He held Lu Qingzhou in his arms, and he didn't know what kind of senses he relied on, so he ran towards the place where the wooden house was, and kept calling: "Qingzhou...go home..."

"Be sober!" Lu Qingzhou gritted his teeth, "That is already in the past, it no longer exists!"

"Go home!" No matter what Lu Qingzhou said, he couldn't dispel Si Kongshun's thoughts.

With all his strength, he rushed and bumped in the woods, making the bamboo tremble and make a rattling sound.

After peeling away the layers of bamboo, soon, you will see an open place.

The bamboo there has been pulled out long ago, but bamboo shoots that have just broken through the ground remain on the ground.

Overgrown weeds had already grown on the land, but there was a circle of fence marks left.Among the fence marks, there is only a piece of wooden pile left, as if someone has already uprooted the house placed here.

"Home... Go... Go home..." Si Kongshun stared at the dark eyes, stood in the middle of it dully, and muttered in his mouth.

"That family has long since ceased to exist." Lu Qingzhou took the opportunity to break away from Sikong Shun, and landed on the ground.

That bamboo house should have been removed by Sikong Shun himself.

But unfortunately, what Si Kongshun removed was only a shell, and the "home" that the two of them built together in those years has indeed long since ceased to exist.

"Yes!" Sikong Shun hastily retorted, nodding dully, "Yes!"

He suddenly slapped his forehead and jumped into the woods. The poor bamboos were stricken and uprooted like weeds, and made another rustling sound.

Taking advantage of Sikong Shun's busy dealing with the bamboo, Lu Qingzhou gradually stepped back to the edge of the bamboo forest. Seeing that Sikong Shun was still concentrating on manipulating the bamboo, he turned his feet and quickly disappeared.

Although he escaped from Sikong Shun's sight, Lu Qingzhou didn't dare to leave such a big devil who could explode at any time here.

He returned to the town in no time, and finally found a small sect of cultivation, and asked them to send a message to the Righteous Path Alliance, especially Gui Yuanzong, to inform them about Sikong Shun.

Afterwards, he found a quiet place to spend the night in that small sect, so that he could take care of healing his unhealed and newly injured body and demon core.

However, this tranquility did not last long.

Early the next morning, bad news came from the small town, saying that there was a lunatic on the East Street who went on a rampage, hacking anyone he saw, and injured many people.

Most of the people in the town are ordinary people, even officers and soldiers, they can't stand up to that lunatic's punch and kick.

So the government begged to come to the sect, and the head of the small sect frowned when he heard about it, and said to Lu Qingzhou with a mournful face: "Fellow Daoist, what should we do now..."

After listening to his description, Lu Qingzhou immediately understood.

The old master is over a hundred years old this year, and his cultivation is only at the late stage of foundation establishment. If he is placed in front of Sikong Shun, he will be unable to catch a single move.

His small sect is just a low-level sect between the mortal world and the realm of self-cultivation. Even if the disciples in the sect try to stop it, it may be no different from ordinary people.

However, in terms of morality, they couldn't abandon this town. After all, many disciples in the sect were born in this land.

"You're being reckless!" Lu Qingzhou hurriedly cupped his fists to apologize.

If it wasn't for sending a letter to Gui Yuanzong and Zhengdao, he would not have escaped from the devil, but instead led the devil to this town.

All the blood debts in the town may have to be borne by him...

"Fellow Daoist, please return to the sect's disciples to guide the ordinary people in the city first, and don't confront that 'devil' head-on." Lu Qingzhou said as he walked out of the sect's gate.

"Fellow daoist? Do you want to go, fellow daoist?" Seeing this, the old master hurriedly stopped him, "That lunatic has a high level of cultivation, and the old man can see what he can't do if he looks at it from a distance. Fellow daoist, please don't..."

Before the words finished, the old master suddenly closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Lu Qingzhou drew out a spirit sword, the aura of his whole body suddenly changed, and the coercion suddenly rose...

"You... oh, no, you, you are..." The old headmaster watched Lu Qingzhou's cultivation break through the limit of what he could perceive, and was so frightened that he was out of his wits. "

"Fellow daoist, get up quickly, don't delay any longer!" Lu Qingzhou left this sentence, and flew towards the east street of the town with his sword.

Although he didn't know the way very well, but he flew high in the sky, and at a glance, he quickly knew Sikong Shun's whereabouts.

After all, almost all the houses and buildings in that area were demolished by the violent Mozun, exposing a large area of ​​ruins.

At this moment, Sikong Shun still refused to give up, he waved a stone lion in his hand, and beat it back and forth, smashing it to pieces.

"Qingzhou...you return him..."

"Sikongshun," Lu Qingzhou stood on a high place, looking down at the slender figure on the ground, his voice was so cold that he didn't even recognize him, "In order to prevent you from committing murder again, let me send you into reincarnation as soon as possible... "

After saying that, Lieyang True Fire was ignited in his hand, and he was about to use his tricks, but he saw a black shadow flicker in front of him, and the flaming hand pressed against a thick "wall".

Sikong Shun seemed completely unaware of the pain, even though his chest was burned with black smoke from the raging sun.

Taking advantage of Lu Qingzhou being stunned, he picked up Lu Qingzhou, abandoned the ruins all over the ground, and ran straight to the direction of the bamboo forest, his tone seemed hurried and excited: "Go home! Go... go home !"

Lu Qingzhou: ...

He silently withdrew his hand, looked up at the ruins in the city, and the trembling mortals.Those mortals and the disciples of the small sect finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, and looked at him with extremely grateful eyes.

How does he feel... that he was used as a sacrifice?

Forget it, if it can make this devil a little more stable and not come out to harm the world, that would be fine.

Lu Qingzhou has always taken it as his mission to uphold justice, and to put it harshly, he has a little bit of the heart of the Virgin.

Judging from the current situation, if he doesn't go to hell, who will?

However, this "hell" is not eerie at all.In the bamboo forest, a bamboo house surrounded by a fence appeared, and every plant and tree in the yard was exactly the same as that house back then.

Sikong Shun pushed open the door, and all the furniture and furnishings in the room were restored. Unbeknownst to Lu Qingzhou, this devil turned out to be an excellent carpenter!

He was gently placed on the bamboo bed covered with a soft quilt that he didn't know where to find. On the wooden table next to the bamboo bed, there were many clean fruits, which were very fresh.

"Qing... Qingzhou..." Si Kongshun picked up the fruit and awkwardly handed it to Lu Qingzhou.

"You don't have to be like this..." Lu Qingzhou waved his hand, and the fruit rolled to the ground.

But Sikong Shun obviously didn't give up, he insisted on finding the fruits one by one, wiped them, and handed them to Lu Qingzhou again: "You...you like..."

"..." Lu Qingzhou pursed his lips and smiled bitterly.

He has become like this, but he still remembers his preferences?

What is the trouble?

"Qingzhou..." Sikong Shun looked like a large dog that had made a mistake, squatting at Lu Qingzhou's feet, with a weary and aggrieved expression.

Lu Qingzhou had no choice but to sigh, planning to pick up the fruit and take a bite to deal with it.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, Sikong Shun grabbed him and buried him in his arms.

"Let me go!" Lu Qingzhou said angrily, secretly lucky...

"Qingzhou...is mine...don't let him go..." Si Kongshun locked him up with all his strength, rubbing his nose against his neck, forcibly absorbing the light bamboo fragrance that only belonged to Lu Qingzhou.

His head was slightly raised, his empty eye sockets were facing the blue sky outside the window.

Above the blue sky, several black shadows gradually emerged, and the sound of footsteps could be heard around the bamboo forest.

Lu Qingzhou's ears moved, and he suddenly turned into a petite cat. When the big man had no time to react, he escaped from the suffocating embrace, and jumped out of the window with a "whoosh".

"Qingzhou!!" Sikong Shun shouted angrily, several bursts of energy shot out from his body.

The bamboo house that had just been restored with great difficulty made a "pop" sound and was completely scrapped.