With the good-for-nothing beauty

Zhou Jin ran away in the middle of the night.

Not long after leaving the barrier, fragmented meteorites rained down from the red iron-like sky.He had nowhere to hide, so he could only dodge with his arms around his head, and after supporting for a while, Bai Xiu was already shattered.

The more critical the situation was, the more Zhou Jin forced himself to calm down. He looked around, but there were no man-made traces of spiritual power flowing around him, only the terrifying red light erupting from the volcano that seemed to be far away in the sky.

Zhou Jin had to prepare for the worst. The person who pushed him out probably sent him to a place far away from the palace of the demon world, determined to let him die from the pouring wrath of heaven.

When the night was dark, the meteorite rain took a break.Zhou Jin slowed down, and the moon in the night sky was like blood. He raised his arm to check the situation. The wounds were densely covered, but healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Ming was bearing these wounds for him, nothing could be more ridiculous than this.

Zhou Jin continued to walk, he didn't want to stop.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but suddenly he kicked a heavy object under his feet. He squatted down to check, and by the bloody moonlight, he could distinguish clearly that it was a charred black corpse of a demon cultivator.He endured the observation with his head lowered, and accidentally saw a somewhat familiar face, it was the passer-by Jia Moxiu who wanted to rape him before.

Zhou Jin had an epiphany: "This is Huangfu?"

It's a pity that there is only one corpse on the ground, and no native can answer it.

"Desolate clothing, the place where sinners are exiled..."

He raised his head, remembering that there would be a natural disaster tomorrow.

It was clearly less than fifteen, and the ice spell had not yet struck, Zhou Jin still felt the chill.

He stopped, squatting quietly on the vast wilderness, listening to the howling ghosts and wolves, and laughed hard at the end.

No one will come.Ever since he was transferred the ice curse and his spiritual core was dug out, he knew that sooner or later he would die.However, to this day, with all the hatred and enmity accumulated in his heart, he has no chance to return to the fairy world, let alone seek revenge from the demon world.For ten years, I have endured the pain of ice picks like boiling oil, and it is going to be for nothing.

The more Zhou Jin laughed, the more desolate he became, and the louder his voice became, he felt like a ghost but not a human.

During the long night, a light suddenly appeared on the ground. Zhou Jin looked down, and saw a light in the heart of the scorched corpse, burning so brightly in the darkness.

"You don't want to die."

An ethereal and boundless murmur resounded from all over the world, and the light also leaped from the charred corpse's heart into the air, absorbing the thin spiritual power of Huangfu, becoming more and more dazzling.

Zhou Jin took advantage of the light to see the surrounding scene clearly, and all he could see were charred corpses.

"Hold it if you don't want to die, and sign a contract with me."

The voice was dark and bewitching, Zhou Jin just looked at the light: "Who are you?"

"I've been trapped in the abyss of sin for 1000 years, what do you think?" The voice sneered, "It's your honor that I chose you, and I tell you that you can't survive at all except by signing a contract with me. You don't have a spiritual core, Just a meteor shower can kill you, and there is something even more amazing in your body. Let me tell you another good news, if you don’t want to solve that ice pick, you won’t last a year.”

Zhou Jin remained unmoved: "What do you want?"

He didn't want to die, but the charred corpses all over the ground didn't allow him to take chances.

"My request is very simple, the word freedom." The voice was unwilling, "I have stayed in that damn place for 1000 years, 1000 years! I want to come out to breathe and eat freely, is it difficult to understand? !"

After roaring for a while, it calmed down again: "In short, I will keep you alive, and you use your body as a carrier to set me free. It's that simple."

Zhou Jin still said coldly: "You didn't explain the price I have to pay for this."

The voice became extremely impatient: "If you are told to sign, just sign! Why are there so many nonsense!"

Zhou Jin stopped talking, stood up, turned around and continued walking.The light followed him relentlessly, and the weird voice roared endlessly, but there was no response.

Talkers are most afraid of confronting a dumb person. The voice lasted from midnight to dawn, and finally couldn't help shouting: "It's okay, I'll tell you! This contract is a reincarnation of ghosts. After signing it, I will be free, but in the future I will be free." When you die, your soul will go to the abyss of sin instead of me. Damn it..."

Zhou Jin didn't drink a drop of water all night, his lips and teeth were dry, and his words were weak: "You are so impatient, I'm afraid you have to find a substitute more than once. The charred corpses all over the ground are related to you, right?"

The voice fell silent for a while, and he roared confidently: "Anyway, you will die sooner or later when you get to this place, so why not give it a try! To tell you the truth, if the contract is completed, you will not only become a big devil with boundless divine power, but also realize a Wish, the price of this wish determines at least how long you will stay in the abyss of sin after death. For example, if you want to get rid of the ice pick that tortured the dead in your body, it will be done after signing the contract! How about it, sign it or not?"

Zhou Jin coughed twice and shook his head.

The voice became irritable: "Damn it, I've never seen you so cowardly, are you used to being a waste?!"

Zhou Jin's throat was on fire, he couldn't help coughing, and muttered to himself: "I hate being a monster."

His strength seemed to be gradually exhausted, and countless phantoms of the past surged in front of his eyes.

The Qiongge in the fairy mountain, the sea of ​​mirrors slapping on the rocks, the immortal's sword on it, the fluttering sword tassels of the father and the melodious sound of the flute of the mother echoed in the wind.

On the Canglan Lingtai, his spiritual core and spiritual root appeared on the heart-testing stone, shining brightly, the master clapped his hands in astonishment and sighed with a smile: "Bai Yuan will surpass me in the future."

The sea of ​​clouds is surging, the immortal caresses my top, grants the sword to receive longevity, and the spiritual oracle on the Immortal Mountain resounds: "Defend the way and kill evil spirits, and ten thousand yuan will return to the spirit. One sword can control mountains and rivers, and eternal life will be immortal."

After losing his spiritual roots, he drank ice for ten years, and his disciples did not have a sword in their hands, so they did not dare to forget the teachings of their ancestors.

At this time, the sun rose, and the sky of the Demon Realm was glowing red.

Zhou Jin heard the strange noise and looked up, his pupils reflected thousands of sky fires from far and near.

The meteorite rain from the Demon Realm hit the ground, and he had never seen such a majestic and terrifying scene so closely.I once had the thought of being happy in life or afraid of death when the ice spell was onset so painful that I didn't want to live. Now facing such crushing destruction, I know that death can be not only sad but also strong.

But Zhou Jin turned around and continued to run, neither accepting the contract bewitched by the sinful devil, nor standing still waiting to die.

Who wants to embrace death?

run, run.

Run down, run for every second!

He ran to nowhere with all his strength, and the landslide seemed to be right behind him.When he lost his strength, a familiar black figure suddenly appeared in his sweaty sight.

"Back up."

The man pulled his collar and pushed him behind his back. The evil ghost's black robe was filled with wind, and Zhou Jin's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Immortal, the flames burn the sky."

Xu Basui muttered in a low voice under the natural disaster, raised his hand and kissed the ring on his index finger, suddenly there was a clear and clear sound of cold iron cracking, as if the seal had been released, and the flame exploded from his body.Where he raised his hand, a huge formation of red flames appeared out of nowhere in mid-air, using offense as defense, the red flames burned countless meteorites that fell down.

Zhou Jin stuck behind the demon king and looked at his back, and suddenly heard that huge heartbeat.All the flames as far as the eye could see came from such a body, which was incredibly hot.

He just stared blankly like this, without the tragedy of being born to death and the ecstasy of escaping from death, everything in the world was at a standstill... until the Demon Lord resolved everything and turned around.

Zhou Jin stared at him intently, seeing that his whole body was completely unharmed and enveloped in the flames, even the ends of his hair fluttering in the wind were wrapped in flickering flames.

Xu Basui brushed off his sleeve, raised his hand and twitched his index finger again, and then the shattered cold iron ring reappeared and continued to fit on his hand intact.Once the rings are complete, the flames around the body will converge inward, and the whole person will be refreshed.

The system screamed: "Fuck you, you are so handsome!"

Xu Basui also yelled in his heart: "Fuck, I'm scared to death!"

The spiritual core in his heart was hot and painful, he panted for a while, pretended to be calm and squatted in front of Zhou Jin to look at it twice: "You are not dead. If you are not dead, stand up, let's go, the devil world is ready for dinner."

Zhou Jin stared blankly at him for a long time, Xu Basui also waited for a while, and the system sighed: "I'm sorry, the protagonist must have been frightened."

Xu Basui didn't care about Shunmao. If there was another wave of meteorite rain, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to stop, so he stood up and threatened him: "Can't you get up? Then I won't wait for you."

He turned around and left, and the person behind him really moved.

Zhou Jin suddenly regained consciousness like an electric shock, staggered to his feet and chased after him.But the phrase "I won't wait for you" and this back view later became his long-lasting nightmare.

Xu Basui waited for him to catch up, grabbed his collar without saying a word, and before the next wave of meteorite rain fell, he waved his hands to create a teleportation formation, and dragged people into the formation.

Zhou Jin held his hand, and Xu Basui was startled by his cold temperature, and in his busy schedule, he added a few words: "You are a waste snack, like a frost-stricken dogtail grass."

With a few snaps of his fingers, he brought people back to the formation that had been set up in the Old Immortal Square.After landing on the edge of the barrier, Xu Basui breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that it was already dawn.

At this time, a group of Dharma protectors gathered under the pillar in a hurry, and suddenly saw Xu Basui appearing, but everyone hadn't reacted yet.

In the end, Han Tian was the first to run over: "Master!! Are you alright?"

Xu Basui exhaled foul breath, let go of Zhou Jin's hand, and laughed with relief: "It's all right, I'm going to turn left and walk the dog for a while."

The other protectors also rushed over, and Ze Hou was so angry that he swears: "Slew your grandma's bird! Run away all night, don't you have any clues in your mind!"

Weicheng flashed to Xu Basui's side and held his hand, his eyes were red: "Brother."

Xu Basui was a little dizzy, and his throat smelled of rust.He gave Zehou the middle finger as usual, pushed Weicheng's hand away, waved his sleeves and pretended to smile calmly: "Okay, okay, I said it's okay, let's go, let's go to dinner."

Unexpectedly, just after waving his hand, this simple action seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. The cold iron ring on Xu Basui's right little finger shattered, and the smell of blood suddenly rose in his throat.

The accident happened so fast that no one expected it, only Zhou Jin, who had been chasing the Demon Lord, saw it clearly.

He held onto the Demon Lord's forearm, and the Demon Head fell into his arms, his composure smile disappeared, he lowered his head, and with a puff, blood spurted his chest.

Zhou Jin's liver and gallbladder were torn apart.