Lord is the devil

Setting Yang felt impatient, so he simply forced a mouthful of old blood to spit out, which frightened the old man Li Siming.

Li Siming quickly pulled up his wrist to exercise, and a trace of coolness traveled along the meridians. He was supposed to check the internal strength of internal injuries, but he walked in the meridians for a few more days.

Setting Yang sneered in his heart, "Sure enough, you don't trust me."

After a long time, Li Siming recuperated and breathed a sigh of relief, "It turned out that the accumulated spiritual energy could not be absorbed because he ate too much of the treasures of heaven and earth, and collided with the meridians. It's okay, my son's digestion will be fine." He took out a talisman from his sleeve.

"This talisman can block the three strikes of the Nascent Soul Stage. My son uses it with caution. It's getting late, and I have to take care of the pills for my father." Li Siming is one of the few masters of pills in the entire Baoqi Sect. waste of time.

Setting Yang nodded, "Father, don't worry, the child has remembered everything that should be remembered."

Li Siming nodded, "That's my father, let's go."

Watching Li Siming leave, Setting Yang put away his smiling face and took out the talisman that Li Siming gave. If it was Li Zhaoyuan in the past, he would definitely not be able to see that this talisman had been tampered with, and there was a surveillance formation left by Li Siming on it.

Li Siming is worthy of being an old man, and his own son doubts it.

Forget it, Li Siming barely passed this level. Fortunately, he was just skeptical. After all, anyone who suddenly changed so much would have the same suspicion, especially if he had eaten a lot of treasures before.

The setting sun put Li Siming's talisman into the sky-filled astrolabe. The sky-filled astrolabe has thousands of formations and is constantly changing. It is not a child's play to create a small illusion.

Now that they all took out the sky-filled astrolabe, Setting Yang simply calculated where Liu Wanjun was at this time.

It wasn't that he was impatient, but that Liu Wanjun had been jumping in front of him for tens of thousands of years, but he couldn't find a chance to kill him time and time again.

It's hard to go back to the past, if you don't kill Liu Wanjun, it's hard for setting sun to sit and stand, at first he had to take care of Liu Wanjun's body, but now that he has successfully seized the house, he doesn't have to worry about it anymore, setting sun can deal with Liu Wanjun wholeheartedly.

The sky full of stars turned into a small table, and the horizontal and vertical lines on the table lit up one by one, and the black and white chess pieces frantically roamed and fought.

After a while, a picture appeared on the chessboard, Liu Wanjun took apart a thousand paper cranes in his hand, it turned out that the girl he admired wrote back to him, asking him to get together at the top of Shanqiuya on the night of the full moon.

"Great opportunity." Setting Yang waved his sleeves to put away the sky-filled astrolabe, and now the full moon is not far away, he can afford to wait!

After waiting for tens of thousands of years, and within this short time, the setting sun calmed down and entered a state of no sadness or joy.

In the middle of the month, the setting sun received his power and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. This body has been abandoned for too long, and many impurities remain in the body and cannot be excreted, which affects the progress of cultivation.

He spent a lot of time practicing to remove impurities from his body with the astrolabe.

There are thousands of formations in the sky full of stars, there are many formations for practicing to remove impurities, and there are also many other formations.

The setting sun waved his hand, driving Xiao Nuo to move from Li Zhaoyuan's room to the top of Shan Qiuya in an instant.

The top of the mountain is a spectacle. There are many autumn trees all year round, and the blood-red leaves fall, paving the road under the feet, and the feet make a slight sound when stepping on it.

Setting Yang originally thought that he came early enough, but he didn't expect someone to come earlier than him.

But I saw maple leaves falling all over the ground on the top of Shanqiuya, a touch of snow-white color against the large swath of blood leaves, like treasures in yellow mud.

Xu Shi heard the sound, and the white figure turned around with a smile on his face, "Liu... who are you?" When she first saw the setting sun, the woman's eyes immediately became vigilant, and she asked.

Setting Yang took a step forward, "It's just a stranger, you will know about it later."

"Don't come here... ah..." the woman sternly shouted, but she didn't expect that the setting sun had already spread the astrolabe all over the sky, and the woman accidentally fell into his illusion, and her body fell limply.

The setting sun is still sympathetic to the beauty, and the purpose of catching her before she collapses is of course not to appreciate her beauty, but the memory in her mind.

In ancient times, there was a method of searching for souls, but now there is a method of disintegration. Searching for souls was banned thousands of years ago, because this method is too evil and vicious. Re-enter reincarnation.

This method has always been unpopular, but anyone who sees someone using it must chase it to the ends of the earth. There are too few versions in the world, and most of them are incomplete. when useful.

Time was limited, so the setting sun had to browse through it hastily, especially what happened in the last few days. It turned out that this woman was named Lin Yueru, and she was accidentally saved by Liu Wanjun.

Seeing this woman, evil intentions arose in her heart, and she wanted to deceive Liu Wanjun after getting the magic weapon into her hands.

It's ridiculous that Liu Wanjun still wants to spend the rest of his life with her, and when he got the envelope, You Zai muttered to himself, "Will Yueru like me?"

Sure enough, there is no true love in this world, only interests.

After the soul search was over, the woman's face quickly aged, and finally turned into a puddle of mud, filling the sky full of astrolabe with nutrients.

The setting sun stood where the woman first stood, and the astrolabe was operating all over the sky, and the black clothes instantly turned white, transforming into the appearance of Lin Yueru.

After waiting for a while, Liu Wanjun finally arrived.

"Wanjun is guilty of keeping the girl waiting for a long time." Liu Wanjun folded his hands and lowered his head.

"No, I'm just here too." Setting Yang turned around and met Liu Wanjun's eyes.

Looking carefully, he found that Liu Wanjun was really handsome, with sharp eyebrows, straight nose, starry eyes and red lips, which was exactly the fashionable little fair face.

Liu Wanjun avoided his gaze for a while, and walked side by side with him, "It's always my fault to make the girl wait."

"polite."

"Yueru..." Liu Wanjun suddenly turned to look at him, "I like you too."

"En..." Setting Yang squinted at him.

"Can I... hold your hand?" Unexpectedly, Liu Wanjun blushed, and he did not act like a hypocrite in later generations. Liu Wanjun was a famous hypocrite in later generations and was named Zhuyeqing.

But he didn't expect Liu Wanjun to be so green now, his face turned red like a monkey's ass when he pulled his little hand.

"En..." Setting Yang was coping in his mind, only waiting for him to take the initiative to hold hands to find out Liu Wanjun's reality.

Liu Wanjun wiped his hand on his robe, moved his fingers slightly, touched his hand and retracted it, and after a while, he squeezed his hand tightly again.

Setting Yang raised his eyebrows and said nothing, Liu Wanjun was a little nervous, and held his hand hard.

Setting Yang took it away with his backhand, rubbing his fingertips lightly on his palm, Liu Wanjun blushed completely in an instant.

Red all the way to the base of his ears, he tilted his head to look at the hands they held. The spider web-like veins on his white neck were faintly visible, like a painting that could breathe, with a strange beauty.

Seeing the clasped hands, Liu Wanjun peeked at the setting sun, and saw that he was also shyly dodging the same look.

"The flowers over there are very beautiful, let's go over there and have a look!" Liu Wanjun pointed at the original place, diverting the target of the setting sun.

"En..." Setting Yang nodded, and walked over with him hand in hand.

In fact, he adjusted his breath secretly, climbed up Liu Wanjun's meridians along their intertwined hands, and walked carefully among his acupuncture points.

The qi in his dantian is very strange. There are two groups of qi, one in the upper dantian and the other in the lower dantian, faintly merging.

There is no doubt that the upper dantian is the gas of the five elements, but the lower dantian does not even know about the setting sun, and has never heard of it.

The setting sun drove Qi Jin to get close to him, but he didn't expect that as soon as his Qi Jin approached, the gas in the lower dantian would spin for a while.

Liu Wanjun reacted suddenly, and was about to look inside, when the setting sun took his hand and brought him into his arms, raised his head and kissed his slightly parted lips.

He was startled, and his first reaction was to back away, but the setting sun hugged him too tightly and deepened the kiss.

He paused for a moment, then closed his eyes and hugged the setting sun as well, the setting sun narrowed his eyes to see him showing an expression of enjoyment.

A hand behind his back was slowly moving away, attacking silently, in order to prevent him from being killed with a single blow, Setting Yang began to slowly gather energy.

A terrifying power was slowly brewing in the palm of his hand, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

"Wait..." He suddenly pushed away the setting sun.

Setting Yang abruptly regained his strength, put his hands on his back and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"It's not right..." He frowned and shook his head.

Setting Yang narrowed his eyes, "What's wrong?"

He glanced at the setting sun in embarrassment, "To be honest, I have a strange treasure that will remind me every time I am in danger. Just now, the alarm bell of that strange treasure suddenly stopped. There must be danger nearby. Let's hide first. Hide."

Setting Yang breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay."

"If there is any danger later, you can just hide behind me." Liu Wanjun gave him a worried look.

Setting Yang nodded, "Okay."

Liu Wanjun took his hand, looked around vigilantly but did not guard against him, the back door opened wide in front of him.

Setting Yang naturally didn't let such a good opportunity pass by, with his hands behind his back, he stored energy silently, and when the time was right, he struck Liu Wanjun's back heart without hesitation.

Liu Wanjun's body flew up like a torn rag, hit the rock with a bang, and then fell down, rolling several times on the ground before stopping.

He struggled to support half of his body, covered his chest with one hand, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

After he finished wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he frowned and looked at me, "Yueru, you... no, you're not Yueru..."

"Huh!" Setting Yang was quite surprised, "This palm didn't kill you!"

"Who the hell are you?" Liu Wanjun took a step back vigilantly, dragging his internally injured body.

"Who am I?" Setting Yang walked over, stepped on his chest, and stepped on his propped up body, "I am Lin Yueru, the one who swallowed her memory and killed her, you say, I am not Who is Lin Yueru?"

Liu Wanjun gasped under his feet, "Why did you kill me?"

"Naturally, it's for revenge." A gun slowly condensed in the palm of his empty hand, and the setting sun stroked the pattern on the barrel of the gun and explained, "This is the magic gun. It has been with me for tens of thousands of years. It is my most convenient weapon A magic weapon, if you can die in its hands, it will not be in vain for you to go through this world."