Dressed as a scumbag and survived with a vest

Yan Qing never thought that kindness could hurt people so much.

"I don't want to understand, and I can't understand!"

He opened Wu Jinyun's hand, Yujian flew forward, he didn't know where he was going, but he was simmering with anger in his heart, wanted to vent, wanted to leave, wanted...

He didn't know what to do either.

He finally started to think about what "kindness" really is.

People advocate kindness, advocating good morals, advocating being kind to others and making the world a better place, as if this is the axiom of the world, and it seems to be the axiom of the world.

But why is kindness not rewarded?

When he jumped into the sea of ​​flames and pulled his little cousin out of the sea of ​​flames, his whole body was severely burned and his face was disfigured, so he suffered from extremely strong malice.

Aunt and the others are unwilling to pay for medical expenses.

Borrow money everywhere for medical expenses, but everyone avoids it.

After going out after being disfigured, he was disgusted by others, and some children threw stones at him.

The incident took a severe psychological toll on him.

In Gujiao City, he gave the blood coagulation flower to Gu Laiao, but Gu Laiao lied to him. His kindness was wrongly paid to others. Later, when he was bitten by a poisonous snake, there was no cure. If Wu Jinyun did not appear, He is long dead.

He is very good to his disciples, and the disciples respect him, and that's all.

He rescued the villagers of Kushui Village, helped them fight off tigers, and built houses and formations, and they just expressed their gratitude.

Now it was Wu Jinyun's turn.

It would be great to sacrifice one of him and save tens of millions of people.

How kind he is.

But why die?

Why should I suffer so much?

Yan Qing landed on a mountain peak and sat on the ground, staring blankly at the gloomy sky.

Perhaps kindness is not a "beautiful" character, it is neutral, and while it helps others, it actually does harm.

Yan Qing thought blankly, when she sacrificed herself to help others, she was actually hurting herself.

By sacrificing himself, Wu Jinyun also hurt those who loved him.

Yan Qing flew up again and kept flying forward, his mind was in a mess.

He didn't know what he was thinking, what he was thinking, anyway, the mess was crowded together.

He suddenly thought of something, and fell to the bottom of a cliff again, took out the Qianqiu Jue from the storage bag, and asked, "Can only the pure blood of the Wu clan be used to seal the black dragon?"

Many black characters appeared on the Qianqiu Jue, which wrote the history of the black dragon seal. At the end, it said: If there is no pure blood of the Wu clan, the life of the Wu clan will be used to sacrifice the seal; Blood Sacrifice Seal.

Yan Qing asked: "Can there be more than one pure blood of the Wu clan?"

That's right, as long as another pure blood of the Wu Clan is found, Wu Jinyun doesn't have to die.

Qianqiu Jue: "Pure blood will appear every few generations of the witch clan, and each time there is only one."

"Then does he have to die? Can we just throw the body in and leave the soul behind?" Yan Qing tried hard to think about the solution.

"No, the spirit and body must enter at the same time, and activate the sacrificial formation. Once the formation is activated, the spirit cannot escape."

Yan Qing took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

"How could it be? Wu Jinyun is the Son of Destiny, and he is the protagonist. How could he die? It shouldn't be..." He sat there for a long time, mumbling, and suddenly, a light appeared in his pupils, "Qianqiu Jue !"

He frantically grabbed the book, like a drowning man grabbing a wooden plank, "You know how to make artificial inner alchemy, you must know how to make pure blood of the Wu clan!"

Qianqiu Jue wrote a line on the book: "This book does not know how to make pure blood, this book only knows how to replace blood."

Yan Qing was overjoyed, "Say it quickly!"

Even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, he will try.

Qianqiu Jue wrote the method of blood replacement in the book. After the blood replacement, the replaced person can temporarily have the blood of the replacement. If the pure blood of the witch clan is replaced, then he can be the pure blood of the witch clan. .

Holding the book in her hands, Yan Qing firmly memorized the contents above in her heart.

He didn't know if this method would work, so he had to try it anyway.

It is better to let Wu Jinyun die than to let him die.

Anyway, he was already a dead person, and he was useless, worthless, and it didn't matter if he died.

This time he wants to be selfish, he really doesn't want to bear the pain of losing his lover, he can't bear it, so let Wu Jinyun bear it.

Wu Jinyun didn't chase her out, and it's meaningless to chase her now, it will only make Yan Qing more nostalgic and sadder.

There are too many things to explain. He summoned the clansmen in the shortest possible time to explain what he could explain. He has been very busy all the time, so busy that he has no time to think about the future.

Wuzhifeng had already split a finger, and time was running out.

He walked out of the hall, ready to go to Five Fingers Peak.

Yan Qing's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

"Yan Qing..."

"Give me your blood."

Yan Qing stared at him closely, holding a porcelain bottle in her hand.

Wu Jinyun paused slightly, without hesitation, cut open his wrist, and poured the blood into the porcelain bottle.

That porcelain bottle is not an ordinary porcelain bottle, it has a huge space inside.

"Why do you need so much blood?" Wu Jinyun asked.

Yan Qing raised her eyelashes slightly, and said softly, "Your blood can promote the growth of spirit grass. If you die, you will be gone."

He raised his head and smiled slightly at Wu Jinyun.

Wu Jinyun was stunned, and then smiled wryly.

When the people behind Wu Jinyun heard the conversation between the two, they immediately glared at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing didn't raise her head, as if she didn't care about the opinions of the people around her.

The porcelain vase had a huge space, and Wu Jinyun's blood that had been put in for a long time was not full, and his face gradually turned pale.

"Stop it! The patriarch can't take it anymore!" The guards stepped forward to stop them, staring at Yan Qing fiercely.

Wu Jinyun raised his hand to stop them.

"Continue!" Yan Qing said expressionlessly, as if Wu Jinyun was a bloodletting machine.

Wu Jinyun sighed softly, said nothing, and continued to bleed.

The porcelain bottle was finally full, Yan Qing picked up the porcelain bottle and flew away, ignoring the pale Wu Jinyun.

Wu Jinyun staggered a step, and the guards quickly supported him.

"Patriarch! Patriarch!"

"How could he do this!"

"I really misread him!"

The clansmen were outraged.

"Respect him from now on! He is my master, and will always be!" Wu Jinyun turned his head, his brows were cold, and he was so frightened that he fell silent like a cicada.

The clansmen tremblingly said: "Yes."

Wu Jinyun flew in the direction of Wuzhifeng. The clan elders had already set up formations around Wuzhifeng, constantly strengthening the seal, and at the same time began to draw sacrifice formations.

Once the sacrificial formation is completed, Wu Jinyun will walk in.

He stood beside him silently, staring at everything silently, as if the person who was about to die was not him.

After Yan Qing got the blood, she found a safe valley, drew a formation according to Qianqiu Jue, bit her own wrist, and drained all the blood.

The light in the formation was like countless daggers cutting his body, and the severe pain made him want to pass out several times.

To replace the blood vessels, all the flesh and bones must be cut through, and the pain suffered is like a thousand cuts.

After a while, he turned into a blood man. When he was about to die, he opened the porcelain bottle with trembling hands. The blood in the porcelain bottle flowed along the formation and finally returned to his body.

The Qianqiu Jue said that the blood replacement is only temporary and cannot last for a long time, but it is enough for a sacrifice.

During the process, he tried his best to maintain a clear consciousness, and he barely stood up until the replacement was completed.

His body has recovered to its original state, except for the stained blood, he is as delicate as a newborn baby, his face is radiant, and his spirit is radiant.

He summoned the Zhiling Sword and wobbled towards Wuzhi Peak.

The time is too fast, I hope I can catch up.

We must catch up.

He prayed as he flew.

Lightning kept falling from the sky above Wuzhi Peak, hitting five fingers, and now only three are still holding on.

Yan Qing flew into the air and saw many monks approaching, probably attracted by the movement of Wuzhi Peak.However, they just stood aside silently.

The appearance of the black dragon was tens of thousands of years ago. The last time it appeared was 3000 years ago. It was sealed by the pure-blood sacrificial offering of the witch tribe as soon as it appeared. Therefore, the legend of the black dragon on the mainland is not deeply impressed, and they all think it is a matter of the past.

Yan Qing knew why they were indifferent, because it was impossible for the black dragon to break the seal. The formation that sealed the black dragon would forcibly absorb the lives of the Wu people and seal it again when it broke. It was safe for other races, anyway, it was the Wu people who died , can't hurt them.

As for the next time the seal is broken... when will it happen?Maybe I have already ascended, maybe there are other saviors appearing...

Anyway, that's for later.

However, for Wu Jinyun, he had no choice.

The Wu Clan exists to protect the seal, and he can only make a choice.

Yan Qing didn't look at the monks, and flew over Wuzhi Peak with a cold expression.

Looking from the top down, the sacrificial formation around Wuzhi Peak has been drawn, and Wu Jinyun is standing by the side, waiting to step in at any time.

Yan Qing fell to his side from the sky.

"Yan Qing..." Wu Jinyun was slightly stunned when he saw him, and then a smile appeared on his pale face, "Are you here to see me off?"

Yan Qing looked at him for a long time, and when he was puzzled, she suddenly hugged him and kissed his lips fiercely.

Yan Qing has always been passive. He has a shy personality and is a little timid. When he falls in love, he will always be blushed by Wu Jinyun and be at a loss.

This was the first time that he took the initiative and kissed him in front of so many people.

Wu Jinyun opened his eyes slightly, and then turned his back on him, hugged him, and the two kissed inseparably.

They don't care what the people around them think.

Embracing his flexible and powerful body, Wu Jinyun's originally firm heart was suddenly shaken. He found that he didn't want to die, couldn't bear to part with Yan Qing, and still had nostalgia and reluctance for the world.

When he was fascinated, there was a sudden severe pain in his abdomen, and then the meridians all over his body froze, and his body couldn't move the slightest bit.

Yan Qing slowly pushed him away and watched him fall with clear and sober eyes.

"Yan Qing..." Wu Jinyun asked with difficulty, with a confused and puzzled expression.

The incident happened suddenly, and the people around did not react.

Yan Qing was silent for a moment, then said, "Goodbye."

Then, he turned around and flew into the sacrificial formation.

Wu Jinyun opened his mouth and shouted silently.

Others also screamed in horror.

The sacrificial formation actually let other people in!The sacrifice is bound to fail, and the next formation will absorb the lives of the Wu people!Everyone is going to die!

That is why ah!

why!

Yan Qing kept in mind the contents of the Qianqiu Jue, pinched out the Jue, and recited the incantation silently.

The formation began to vibrate, emitting bright light, and the entire formation was sucked into the sky.

"Huh? It actually started?"

The terrified Wu Clan people were taken aback, but hope gradually rose again.

Finally, with the help of Qilin, Wu Jinyun slowly regained control of his body, stood up, and stared at the sky in shock and anger.

Afterwards, the formation was spinning like a grinding wheel, making a buzzing sound, as if it was cutting something.

First a pair of eyes fell off.

Then a pair of hands.

a pair of feet.

offal.

skull.

Split torso.

Those tiny flesh and blood fell into Wuzhifeng one after another.

Seeing this scene, Wu Jinyun desperately ran forward, trying to reach out to catch those things.

His meridians have not yet recovered, and he cannot use his cultivation, so he can only run staggeringly on his feet.

The formation in the sky suddenly shrunk and got into Wuzhifeng.

Wu Jinyun stopped, slowly hugged his head, his face twisted, and his body trembled violently.He was shouting, but no sound came out.

Yan Qing's soul in the formation was cut bit by bit.

He vaguely thought that at the beginning, he had promised to dress up as a scumbag who gouged out other people's eyes and kidneys, but in the end, he was the one who had his eyes gouged out and his kidneys taken out.

It hurts.

That Wu Jinyun in her previous life was really pitiful, but fortunately she doesn't have to suffer this crime in this life.