Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

The Liudao building was opened to everyone, and the poisonous insects and ant beasts from the entire Tinglan Secret Realm poured in endlessly.In the room, Jing Ruchen sat on the side of the lake, and in the tears of collapse, he saw the black clouds outside the Liudao Building, and the sky and the earth changed color.

And Xie Shiyi pulled Yan Qing to sit in the courtyard of the human world, lowered his eyes, and said calmly: "There is no one now, only you and me, can we talk seriously?"

Seeing that he was so serious, Yan Qing put away her playfulness and asked softly, "Xie Shiyi, aren't you Liulixin? You really can't guess what I want to do."

Xie Shiyi suddenly raised his head when he heard the words, and looked at Yan Qing.His eyes were dark and cold, and there seemed to be an ice blue streamer in the depths.

When Xie Shiyi looked at a person seriously, he always gave people the illusion of being skinny and insightful into the soul.

Yan Qing should be considered the person who knows him the most in the whole world, and his heart trembled at this moment.

Xie Shiyi sat across a white jade chess table from him, his robes were like red clouds, he was as indifferent as in Nandou Temple, on the other side that was far away.

Xie Shiyi said slowly: "Yan Qing, this Qingyun conference is destined not to end smoothly."

Yan Qing: "Huh?"

Xie Shiyi said clearly and calmly: "So you can't get Yao Guangqin."

Yan Qing couldn't stop laughing.

Yao Guangqin.Unexpected and unexpected, Xie Shiyi really saw it.He lowered his head, looked at the criss-cross chessboard on the table, and looked at the two ends of the Chuhe-Han boundary.Perhaps this time Xie Shiyi was dragged into the game by him, and finally ran out of patience, and didn't want to continue acting with him.

Yan Qing muttered to herself, "Really?"

Xie Shiyi was silent for a while, then said lightly: "Are you sure you don't want to answer it yourself, let me ask?"

Yan Qing put her white fingertips against the chessboard, raised her head, and suddenly laughed lazily and said, "Xie Yaoyao, don't question me like a prisoner."

Xie Shiyi frowned almost invisible, but didn't speak.

Yan Qing decided to strike first, and said, "Aren't you curious about what Huai Mingzi is up to?"

Xie Shiyi laughed lowly, his tone full of mockery, and said coolly, "When did I ever wonder about this?"

Yan Qing: "..." Yan Qing ignored his refusal, and said seriously, "Huai Mingzi is practicing the art of guarding against nightmares. After trying to tame the living nightmares taken out of the monk's body, he inoculated them into the Sea of ​​Human Consciousness. I I have been plotted by him several times in Shifang City before, I am afraid that he has done something to my body..."

After Xie Shiyi listened, he said lightly, "Are you worried that there is a nightmare in your body?"

Yan Qing: "..." Why do you always speak so freely?

Yan Qing: "Basically, Yan is immortal after all."

He just didn't want Xie Shiyi to know the existence of the Demon God.

He didn't want Xie Shiyi to know that the Demon God lived in his body as early as in Nandou Shrine.

Since Xie Shiyi insisted on an answer, it's not bad to use Huai Mingzi to block the gun as a last resort.After all, he wanted Yao Guangqin because he suspected that there was a nightmare in his body.

Xie Shiyi looked at him silently.

Yan Qing suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Yaoyao, if I were a demon, would you kill me?"

Xie Shiyi's calm eyes were like deep water flowing into an abyss, without any extra emotion.

Yan Qing blinked, thinking of all the rumors about Xie Shiyi that he had heard before, he became even more curious, and smiled: "By the way, they said that you don't need a fairy weapon to kill demons, so the leader, can you directly Can you see that there is a nightmare in me?"

After hearing this, Xie Shiyi withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "I can't see you."

Yan Qing: "Will you kill me?"

Xie Shiyi said: "No."

Yan Qing laughed out loud immediately, and the smile filled her peach blossom eyes, sparkling brightly: "Are you making an exception for me?"

Xie Shiyi did not answer this question.

Yan Qing rested his elbows on the table, dragged his chin, and smiled, "That's right, Xie Shiyi. You really guessed everything, and Bingxue Liuli's heart is well-deserved—after all these years, have you guessed and missed something. "

The apricot blossoms in the courtyard fell on the table, splashing fine dew, and the fragrance was fresh.

Xie Shiyi looked at the apricot blossom and said lightly, "Yes."

Yan Qing: "Huh?" Yan Qing was stunned: "What did you guess wrong?"

Xie Shiyi pursed his lips and lowered his eyelashes, covering all his emotions: "A lot."

hell way.Yin Wuwang dragged his severed hand, like a walking corpse, and walked down numbly amidst the sound of the whistle.In the darkness, he watched a group of disciples of the Liuguang Sect pour into the Liudao Building from the door, everyone had expressions of surprise and joy on their faces.

The whistle rang again, stimulating the nerves of the brain.

He went out.

"Yin Wuwang?" A disciple of Sect Master Liu Guang was slightly taken aback when he saw him.

Yin Wuwang covered his severed hand, his face was pale, he looked up at them and said anxiously: "Hurry up and follow me."

"what?"

Yin Wuwang said: "The worms in the magma will climb up to the shore later, and they will die if they bite you! Come up to the second floor with me!" Yin Wuwang was covered in blood now, looking too embarrassed, People from the Liuguang Sect do not suspect him.Looking at the phantom Gu worms in the magma, I couldn't help shivering, I just wanted to leave quickly: "Yes."

Yin Wuwang said: "Come with me."

In the realm of evil ghosts, no evil ghost can compare to the human heart.The green mist caused the crowd to disperse, Yin Wuwang silently recited the numbers in his heart, one, he covered a person's face, covered his mouth and covered his eyes, so that he could not scream or see himself clearly.Because of the severed hand, he chose to bite through the man's neck with his teeth. When the blood spattered his eyes, he trembled.The dantian was turning rapidly, and his cultivation was growing at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye.Then soon, a memory that didn't belong to me suddenly appeared in my mind.

He frowned, but didn't look into it.

two.When killing the second person and taking away the blood, there is another part of memory that does not belong to him in his mind.

In the memory of the high pitch-black wall, the people kneeling down on the ground outside the wall, looking at the past and the dark sky, at the end of the dark sky, there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.Holding a cup in his hand, he walked slowly to the wall.When I looked down, I saw blood-red flowers slantingly blooming in the gaps between the walls.But this red is not as red as that person's clothes. When he saw red, he couldn't help but want to pull it up by the roots, just like pulling out the thorn stuck in his throat that made people bite his teeth!

Behind him stood a group of people respectfully.There was only one person doing nothing, playing casually with a folding fan.The man's voice was both familiar and unfamiliar, and he said with a lazy smile, "Eunuch Qi, did you say that the three glasses of wine have been poured for a quarter of an hour? Let me tell you, the city lord is old, his legs are not good enough, his hands are not good enough, his eyes are not good Let’s not spend so much time doing such things in the future.”

The old eunuch behind was pissed off by him, and said in a shrill voice, "Young City Master, please be careful when Baicheng is offering sacrifices."

Close the folding fan.

The man's wrist was like jade, but the winding red line on it made people feel very evil at a glance.

He tilted his head and smiled at the old eunuch: "Huh? This is the Hundred Cities Court Festival? You tried your best to bring me here, but you didn't choose a concubine for me?"

Seventh Eunuch: "..."

"I thought Eunuch Qi took great pains to find a beauty for me and already found hundreds of city lords."

Seventh Eunuch was so angry that he wanted to squeeze the bald whisk.

Boom.He couldn't listen anymore, and the third glass of wine during the court ceremony fell to the ground.Because he was offended and disobeyed, suppressing the anger and killing intent that filled the wall, he turned his head and said in an old and hoarse voice, "Yan Qing."

Yan Qing...

Three, four, five.

More and more people were killed, and those fragments of incomplete memories emerged one after another.At the beginning, he could clearly know that this was not his own, and then he immersed himself in it.He actually had the illusion that these memories were himself——

No, not right.

Yin Wuwang woke up with a start, he felt panic!

But immediately another bone whistle was deafening, shattering his short-lived sanity and making him fall back into the madness of killing.

"Yin Wuwang..." "Oh! You!" He stepped on a person's back, stretched out his hand from behind, and grabbed his neck bit by bit.

When the breath of the people under his feet slowly disappeared, his whole body seemed to have been washed by the tide.

More and more people were killed, and the memories became more and more bizarre.

Eleven, twelve, thirteen.

31, 32, 33.

A pond full of red lotuses.

A corridor full of bones.The dark stone chamber, all kinds of strange bottles and jars.And at the end of the deep palace, even if he was sitting on a high seat, he couldn't ignore the bloody silk thread winding down to the ground.

A red thread twisted between one's pale fingers.He sneered in his heart, raised his head in disgust and vigilance, met with a pair of smiling peach eyes, lazy, like a sleeping beast, killing you with one blow when you were not prepared.

The "self" in memory is crazy and extreme.Of course, what Yin Wuwang felt most deeply was arrogance.He regards ten thousand people as ants, and even has a contemptuous attitude towards the young city lord who hates him to the bone.He only thought that he was no more than a yellow-haired child, and that one day he would turn him into ashes and turn him into a puppet.

Yin Wuwang stumbled and walked in this maze of evil spirits.His face was covered with blood, and his eyes emitted a faint green light in the dark room.

Yin Wuwang laughed ferociously.

How ironic.

All his life, he felt inferior to his bones.Because of low self-esteem, he lives like a clown.Because of low self-esteem, dark thoughts, extreme personality, narrow and vicious thinking.

The world treats him like an after-dinner joke, the barrier between geniuses and trash in Nanze State, he bumped into it so badly that he couldn't even break it.

But now, he actually experienced the arrogance of a genius.Looking at the whole world from another perspective is really subversive.Extreme low self-esteem, just... corresponds to extreme pride.

54, 55, 56.Liudaolou didn't know why, a lot of people poured in continuously.Yin Wuwang didn't kill people at will.

The whistle in his mind is his guide in the chaos, leading him to find the right prey in the fog.

When the six No.60 people were killed, the madness in Yin Wuwang's eyes had calmed down. If there was a mirror, he could see it. will have.

In the same ghost path, Bai Xiaoxiao and Yan Lexin's sex was interrupted by the collapse of a wall.Fortunately, besides being at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, Yan Lexin, as a direct disciple, also has some magic weapons given to him by the suzerain.Leading Bai Xiaoxiao out of the evil ghost way smoothly, to the Shura way.

Yin Wuwang walks slowly in the path of evil ghosts alone, and the unpredictable ghosts hit the wall, in his eyes now, they are nothing more than trivial tricks.Yin Wuwang rolled his eyes, but this time his voice was extraordinarily weird, with two voice lines, one old and one young.

"It's too troublesome to kill like this."