Fast travel, death collection system

Halfway packed ten boxes of many medicinal herbs and fruits from Quyashan on the boat. He was sure that this thing would shock the entire outside world.

They will push forward and try to squeeze into the Yaya Mountain, with limited treasures and unlimited desires, if they want it, then they must possess it, then kill it.

Cang Moliu is using the Quyashan Dou Gu, and after taking half of the things out, people flock here with desire and ambition. They believe that they will do a great job and will find The treasures are hidden, but for some reason, news and whereabouts are always leaked.

Countless good men died without knowing what went wrong to end up in a foreign land. In the end, they turned into a pile of loess in Qiya Mountain, nourishing the blood and bones of the mountains and rivers.

Today, the land of Quya Mountain is stained red with blood. For 50 years, the smell of blood here has been so strong that it is disgusting. Every moment, people climb this legendary fairy mountain, and people die on this fairy mountain at the same time. There are countless people who died on it, if there is no 'Jin You' who specializes in eating the dead, that number of corpses would probably fill up two mountains.

Cang Moliu has rarely left the Nine Peaks Hall since 40 years ago. Back then, the lords of the eight mountains plotted and stabbed each other. After being fed to Yinji, naturally none of them survived except one person.

The Quya Mountain in the middle of the eight peaks is still well protected by the seal. Over the past 50 years, adult ghosts have often come in and out, and a tradition of using outsiders to practice has been formed. Anyway, there are many people, and killing a few ghosts is not counted. What, there is no loss, but a lot of benefits, especially the spirits who have just grown up, who have been watching those ugly people in the Yaya Mountain for these years, and feel sick in their hearts.

Living in the wind and sleeping in the open, precarious, everyone in the Yashan must have the consciousness of dying at any time, because more and more people occupy the land and resources, causing continuous disputes, or strong seizures or compromised transactions, people's heads are always Flexible and cunning, know how to judge the situation.

In 50 years, those people who were ambitious at the beginning have all turned into smoke and dust. Yi Shi can't even remember Hu Zong's face. Looking at his own face, the underwater reflection also faintly touched his side face, and he could vaguely see that it was an elegant face like a beautiful jade, which had not changed at all in 50 years.

He used to lie on the wild grass all night sleepless, racking his brains to know why Cang Moliu wanted to keep him, obviously as long as he raised his hand, he could wipe out all the intruders here. However, he is not like this, and he is even very interested in raising tigers.

"My lord, more than 3000 people have been recruited from overseas today. They came up from Yingshan, and one of them yelled... Heck, yelled, lord, you are his great grandfather. I don't know where it came from." news."

Hearing the voice behind him, Yi Shi, who was still calm at first, froze. He calmed down his fluctuating emotions: "Bring people here." After a pause, he said, "As for the more than 3000 people, if you can win them over, If not... just let them play by themselves."

Today's Quya Mountain is not the same as it was when it was divided into eight lords. The eight peaks of Quya Mountain have indeed been occupied by outsiders headed by Yi Shi under the deliberate connivance of Cang Moliu, and they have become Quya Mountain. Master of the Eight Peaks.However, even so, the number of people who die every day is still increasing. Cang Liu only needs to look at the constantly jumping death points and soul points in the system to clearly grasp these rising numbers.

People continue to fill in the Yaya Mountain, but none of them can escape from here. People outside have no doubts. The important reason is that every year and a half they bring several boxes of rare treasures from the Yaya Mountain to the outside world. These things quietly appear in the In the eyes of everyone, even if there are some people who are puzzled, there are more people who can't wait to find the fairy mountain.

Yi Shi has been here for 50 years. Ever since the eight lords disappeared one by one, he was poured into a cup of strange things by the Cangliu and entered the stomach. pain.

After experiencing the hot and humiliating torment all night, Yi Shi pursed his lips angrily, bit his cheeks tightly, put on his clothes neatly while supporting the unbearable pain in the muscles of his legs, and stood up weakly on the couch.I don't know how many times this is the first time, Yi Shi's head is a little dizzy, anger, hatred, hatred, and finally turned into powerlessness, the powerlessness and shame of being used as a tool to vent because of his own weakness.

Cang Moliu stretched out his hand and slid open the door of Bainiaoxiangyun, holding a wine glass in his right hand, which contained a dark green liquid, mixed with indigo color and dots of bright stars like gold, thick and somewhat solid, this thing Alive generally swim in the cup.

"Are you awake?" Cang Moliu asked knowingly. He stood in the corridor and paused for a while, then walked in, ignoring Yi Shi's turbulent negative emotions, and took the cup in his hand from the river of life in the bottom of the mountain. The liquid was forcefully poured into his mouth, and he pinched his neck with one hand to force the red-eyed Yi Shi to swallow it.

Seeing the man fell to the ground in pain with his neck and heart pressed, Cang Liuliu sat indifferently with his legs crossed and watched a human being transform into a different kind with his own eyes. The hoarse and painful whimpering in his ears finally stopped after a long time.

"You... What did you drink for me..." Yi Shi lay on the ground limp with sweat all over his face, and asked in a panting voice.

Cang Moliu supported his cheeks with one hand, and on his handsome face was a pair of indifferent narrow eyes. Even though his complexion was pale, they still had considerable shocking power. His scarlet lips were holding a gentle smile, and he lowered his eyelids to look at The earth has experienced a painful Yishi.

"You will know in the future." The voice was soft and deep, as if full of tender and sweet love, Cang Moliu bent down and rubbed Yi Shi's cheek gently with his fingertips, "Don't disappoint me, Yi Shi. "

Indeed, as Cang Mianliu said, 50 years later, Yi Shi already understood that what he drank back then was the elixir of longevity that outsiders dreamed of. The giant peak, and now it was drunk into his throat in such a dramatic way.

But people are like this, if they don’t get it, they will be haunted by dreams, but if they get it, they will be full of sorrow. Yi Shi doesn’t want to be trapped in this Shura field anymore. The eight peaks are full of selfish desires and killings. Here, human nature is deliberately led to the dark side. Even a disagreement will trigger a confrontation of swords and swords, revealing the most ugly and embarrassing faces, and slashing and fighting for something.

Tired, he wants to get out of here.

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The Cangmai current has become more and more frequent recently, and more and more people are dying on the Yaya Mountain. You can even see clearly the twisted and ugly rolling black mist covering the eight peaks, which cannot be formed under the pressure of mass after death. The soul energy of the soul, recently his body has begun to absorb these soul energy on its own, the change of body and soul is already imperative, even if it is his own body, there is no way to stop it in the slightest.

Originally, people from the Cang family were special in terms of souls, but their bodies were too fragile to carry powerful souls. People from the Cang family were born with yin and yang eyes, and they were the first family to control souls and ghosts. For a long time, it is only because of the fragility of the body that it is difficult to live a long life, and because of intercourse with ghosts, most of them die miserable and short-lived.

It is not a big deal for Cang Liu to be able to see the soul energy with the naked eye, but it is too much to absorb it...

He stood at the highest point of the Nine Peaks Hall on Mount Quya, under the lofty sky was a blue and magnificent sea, eight peaks stood majestically outside Mount Quya, covered with dense billowing black mist, and his deep coat with blue and silver patterns Flying with the wind, the sky in all directions is filled with thick and thick evil black soul energy. These souls who were resentful and greedy before death are tangle and tear crazily in the sky, but Yan Yashan is here like a bright moon. In the black air covering the sky.

Cang Moliu raised his jaw and stretched his neck, his slender and powerful arms spread out gently to his side, as if he had opened the barrier of his body's defenses, the black clouds above the eight peaks immediately surged, and gradually violently churned .

He fully opened himself, and the terrifying black cloud paused for a moment, and then immediately rolled more crazily, forming a huge black vortex in his place, and the whistling of the wind carried a strange and cold howl. The vortex formed a storm eye with his body, and it turned quickly. The black soul energy mixed with screams of resentment gradually poured into Cang Moliu's body. He was like a hole with no limit and no limit, absorbing Seeing the miasma-like black mist in a radius of hundreds of miles.

He already knew that he no longer belonged to human beings.

The last trace of black mist penetrated domineeringly into the body, and the clothes and white hair were suddenly blown up by the hurricane, and the knee-length white hair leaked black color from the root of the hair, and the white hair attribute imposed by the system was removed in a few breaths, and the hair was jet black. The satin-like hair hangs quietly.

Cang Moliu leaned on his forehead, the whites of his eyes were filled with ferocious bloodshot eyes, and his light brown eyes turned into oppressive crow black. He disappeared under the already clear blue sky in an instant.

At the same time, another massacre was completed in Lichao Mountain, and he lived in such a morally distorted area all year round. This place is no longer a fairy mountain but a human area, the ugliest Shura field.

Yi Shi wiped off the blood splattered on his face, put the knife back into its sheath, and ordered: "Clean it up."

He already understood why that person left him behind.

Bai Yunji squinted his eyes and smiled brightly: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Yi Shi looked at this seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, this is the child of his own sister Yi Rou, and now he was in this place, his heart was very complicated, but so what?Already in this abyss, no one can get out.

"It's nothing." Looking down the mountain silently, the sound of the collision of killing weapons seemed to be heard in his ears.

As long as those who step into the eight peaks of Yaya Mountain, they are all excited and happy, but as long as they have the intention of leaving, they will immediately find that they cannot leave at all, the boat disappears, even if there is no one, driving the boat to the sea, Always going round and round in the same place, like a ghost hitting a wall.

Despair has been born over time, and the dreams of Changsheng and Master Ren have been shattered. One can imagine how much resentment they have accumulated, and this resentment is vented in killings again and again, and then gradually distorted and grows into ugliness. As in the past, layer upon layer .

But recently they have found a way out of here.

How exciting this is. Trapped in this bloody Shura field for so many years, people keep dying and being filled with new ones. This cycle has been completely buried in the stinking darkness. Suddenly one day, You can go out from the smelly swamp, no longer be suffocated, you can breathe the fragrant air to your heart's content, enjoy the principles of nature and human relations, and stay away from greed, despicability, cruelty and blood.

ten people.

There are hundreds of thousands of people here, and ten people can eventually leave.

will be on the sixth full moon day.

In other words, they not only want to kill anyone they can see in the mountains, but also those newcomers who are still climbing up the gravel beach to enter here.

Yi Shi sneered.

"Master, who will really let us go?" The slender man asked suspiciously, "After all, we have gathered tens of thousands of people to break through the Quya Mountain among the eight peaks...is he so kind? "

"Well-intentioned?" Yi Shi's voice no longer had the exuberance of 50 years ago, like an old man, "Look, it's only been five days, and nearly 10,000% of the 30+ people in the eight peaks have died, [-] Thousands of people are because of his words. Do you think he will have good intentions? He is far more vicious than you think... He understands human nature better..."

By the end, his voice was barely audible.

"Grandpa, what shall we do then?" Bai Yunji tilted his head and pressed his cheek with his index finger, and he followed behind Yi Shi, "I'm afraid those people will finally draw their swords against you, after all, you have been on these eight peaks If you want to become one of those ten people, you must incite other people to take you down to have any hope."

Yi Shi regained the gentleness and elegance of his family son, only because he has been in the bloody killing battle for 50 years, and his temperament has been soaked in evil spirit: "Just tell those gnats, I don't expect myself to be that One in ten."

Besides... that person will not let anyone go.

"Grandpa." Bai Yun looked at this young face who was almost the same age as himself in astonishment. Maybe it was Yi Shi's gentle treatment of him, maybe it was Yi Shi's young and perfect appearance. He didn't have much awe of him, Bai Yun pulled Holding the clothes of his young grandfather, "Mother is still waiting for you to go back, do you really have the heart to stay here forever!"

"..." Yi Shi opened his mouth, not because he didn't want to leave, but because he couldn't leave anymore.As long as you go up this cliff mountain, no one can leave again, anyone, except that person who is tired of playing, no, I am afraid that even if you are tired of playing, that person will destroy everyone without leaving a single scum, They will all be reduced to dust and eventually to nothingness.

"Yunji, you shouldn't have come looking for me." Yi Shi put his palm on the top of his warm hair lovingly, "I've troubled you, you are still so young, and you want to be trapped with me in this Shura field. "

Seeing Baiyun's surprised and immature face, Yi Shi smiled wryly, and sighed softly: "Go back."

Back to the tower that was built on and off over 50 years.It's just that today he is destined not to go back with this group of people.

Cang Moliu suddenly appeared in front of Yi Shi, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, but his handsome and pale face was still indifferent and calm, even though his whole body exuded a violent and cold aura, he was still calm and composed.

"who!"

As soon as Cang Moliu grabbed Yi Shi's wrist, he only had time to turn his head and say to the terrified Bai Yunji, "It's nothing, you go back first" so that he disappeared in place together.

Bai Yunji looked around in a panic looking at the empty place, and the thin man behind him patted him: "Don't worry, my lord and..." He had a strange expression, "I know that person well, don't worry. "

As soon as Fu landed on the ground, Yi Shi immediately clearly noticed that his clothes were falling off him at a very rapid speed. He saw that the white hair of the man in front of him had turned into crow black, and his red eyes were already unstable. gasp.

He cursed fiercely in his heart, after so many years of constant resistance, he no longer sent it here, his limbs were ruthlessly broken and then he was absolutely half-dead experience, and he never wanted to taste it again.

"Straight mother thief!" His clothes were torn open by this man, and his obscene pants were directly pulled down. A warm and cold object was stabbed into his back immediately. The place must have been torn, and the pain caused him to curse in cold sweat, How could he remember his demeanor at this time, he wanted to stab this man right through to relieve his anger.

Cang Liu hangs his neck and presses his shoulders, feeling that he has entered a tight and hot heaven, he sighs softly with a low hum in his throat, because the impact of inhaling the excessive amount of resentful soul energy seems to have diminished a bit , the redness in his eyes also faded a little.

"You bastard, what do you think I am?" Yi Shi was pushed back. Every time the bastard came to him, he would do this kind of thing that was inferior to a beast. He gritted his teeth with hatred and had no choice but to lie here Under the person, it's not that he hasn't thought about leaving this ghostly place, but he can't do anything, "Oh!"

"What are you thinking?" Cang Moliu gritted him cruelly, trying his best to suppress his hostility and let himself devote himself to the blissful enjoyment of his body, kneading the waist with excellent texture, letting this man feel as he pleases The trembling under his body made him scream involuntarily, "Do you want to leave? You can't do without, look at your beauty at this moment, how can you leave?"

Yi Shi's back was tightened, his flexible body swayed powerfully with this person's movements, and the bliss of poppy paralysis was constantly coming from his body, 50 years was enough for him to give up all the moral etiquette that restrained him, and pursue a more indulgent life. Freedom, even if he is female at the moment, it cannot deny his firmness as a man.

And what Cang Moliu likes is this firmness that will never give in, and will not beg for mercy even if he dies.

Cang Moliu galloped and indulged in this alluring and masculine body, and he almost melted the hot flesh.

He rubbed his elastic buttocks, so that he was clamped even tighter, and his low and tender voice bewitched the already lost Yi Shi's ears: "That's it, don't think about other things that don't matter, just enjoy, you see, it's very happy, isn't it?" what?"

The author has something to say:

Today is actually my birthday, I forgot myself (cough cough)

Well, today is still five thousand,

Yesterday I thought it would be the second update, but I didn't expect it to be too late.

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