After losing his memory, he was with his old enemy

Fan Ji stopped struggling immediately, a little astonished.

Qi Ling's bite on his neck didn't hurt, but it left a mark, which was enough to make Fan Ji withdraw his reason.He raised his hand, hugged Qi Ling tightly, and said in a daze, "Don't... don't be afraid."

"No, it's a ghost, this deity will help you... oh cough cough cough..."

Hearing his cough, Qi Ling knew that his body was seriously worn out, so he wanted to let him go to check his health, but was hugged tightly by Fan Ji, probably exhausting all his strength, "Don't move!!"

Qi Ling: "Sacrifice will kill you!"

Fan Ji was exhausted, and the two fell to their knees hugging each other.

Fan Ji was still coughing and couldn't even finish his sentence, Qi Ling said: "Do you know that you let those people go, but they still want to kill you."

Fan Ji's cough became worse, and I don't know if he heard what he said, Qi Ling refused to hug him this time no matter what, and wanted to break away to see Fan Ji's injury.

It's just that this time it was very easy, Fan Ji just arrived and pushed him away, Qi Ling was unprepared, he was pushed back and hit him with spiritual power at the same time.

Qi Ling fell to the ground, covered his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, he couldn't care about himself, and immediately went back to look at Fan Ji who was swallowed by the soul of the dead.

Qi Ling shouted hoarsely: "Fan Ji!!"

"Qi Xianjun!" The people from the human race over there also rushed in the direction of those dead souls, just in time to see the moment when Qi Ling was shot out.

Immediately, someone stepped forward to help Qi Ling who was stunned on the ground, "Qi Xianjun, you found the Demon Lord."

Another person said: "The Demon Lord is inside the black air, he can't escape, Qi Xianjun quickly killed him with the glazed bow."

"What is Qi Xianjun standing there for? The devil is cunning, don't tell him to escape!"

"..." To Qi Ling, he turned a blind eye to these words, and it seemed that he didn't hear them at all. He was so focused on Fan Ji, so he wouldn't listen to these words of praise or criticism.

"Qi Xianjun..."

"Stop making noise!" Qi Ling's shout immediately stopped the noisy voices of those people.

Those people looked at Qi Ling, waiting for him to summon the glazed bow, but they stayed silent for a long time, but they couldn't see him take any action. Just when someone was brave enough to speak, they heard Qi Ling preaching in a low voice : "The Demon Lord can't die..."

"What?" Someone said: "How can you let the devil..."

"Why do you say he is the devil?" Qi Ling suddenly raised his eyes and stared at the man, "Which one of you did he kill? Has anyone seen it?"

The man was stared at by Qi Ling, his brain went blank for an instant, and he couldn't say anything.

Fan Ji did not kill anyone.

With so many of them coming, so many of them going back, those dead monks were all killed by other members of the demon race, but this lord, who was the most capable, found some ghosts and ghosts from the land of the dead, but was killing them When repelling, he ordered the ghosts to retreat, and did not hurt their lives.

Qi Ling said again: "Glass bow, I can't use it now either."

As soon as these words came out, those people looked at each other in dismay, looked him up and down, and saw that apart from the wound on his hand, there seemed to be no other wound on his body.

Qi Ling could see what these people were thinking, but he didn't want to explain it, nor was he able to explain it.

The Xuanji Fan used too much of his spiritual power, as those dead souls said at the beginning, after they gushed out of the Xuanji Fan, he, as the master, would suffer backlash.

He closed his eyes and said two words with the last bit of strength.

Those people didn't hear what he said clearly, when they wanted to get closer to hear more clearly, they saw Qi Ling fell straight down.

"Qi Xianjun——!"

When Qi Ling woke up, he was in Qianhe Mountain. The wound on his hand had been bandaged. He turned his head and realized that this was the room he had lived in before.

There was no one guarding the house, he shook his hands for a long time before propping himself up, lifted the bedding, and got out of bed wearing only obscene clothes.

He staggered to the door and pushed it open, but the result was just as he had guessed, he was banned from above and he couldn't get out.

Not only the door, but the entire room is surrounded by prohibitions.

Qi Ling sat on the stool and poured himself a glass of water, it was very cold when he drank it, and he was jolted suddenly by the cold, but he became sober again.

He can't use his foresight now, and he has no way of knowing what happened after he fell into a coma.

At that time, all the souls of the dead surrounded the demon world. Although there were many righteous people, it was not an easy task to rush out from there.

He thought of Fan Ji, but he didn't know what happened to him.

After the sacrifice technique started, those dead souls would frantically ask for the spiritual power in his body.It's been so long, I don't know...

The door was opened suddenly, Qi Ling recovered and saw Yang Pingzhu walking in.

Seeing that Qi Ling woke up, he also had a happy expression on his face. After closing the door, he put down his things again and urged, "Hey, why are you sitting here with so little clothes on? The headmaster said, you have internal injuries..."

"Where is Fan Ji?" Qi Ling lowered his head expressionlessly.

Yang Pingzhu was stunned for a moment, murmured "Demon Venerable" suspiciously, and then answered his question: "In... the Qingjieyuan."

Qi Ling suddenly raised his head to look at him, "Qing Jieyuan?"

"..." Yang Pingzhu nodded, and asked cautiously, "What did you ask him for?"

"How many days?" Qi Ling asked without answering.

Yang Pingzhu was very puzzled why Qi Ling was so weird, it was clearly not the case the last time we met.Besides, others didn't know his previous whereabouts and thought he had been trapped in the demon clan, but he and Shen Changzhou had seen him before, and Qi Ling was clearly still in the human world a few days ago.

Why did he go to the devil world again?

Seeing that he didn't respond, Qi Ling asked again in a calm voice: "I've been asking you for a few days."

Yang Pingzhu was taken aback by his abnormality, and murmured: "Two...Two days, brother Qi, you have been in a coma for two days."

Qi Ling thought about the time silently in his heart, silently clenched his obscene clothes tightly, and asked again: "How is he?"

"..." Yang Pingzhu lowered his head and didn't answer, Qi Ling could probably guess Fan Ji's state.

"Why do you keep holding on to the Demon Lord? My health isn't much better, why don't you care about yourself?" Seeing that Qi Ling was like this, Yang Pingzhu refused to lie down obediently, so he had to get up and go to him. Take the robe.

"It's strange to say, I heard people say that the entire demon world was surrounded by dead souls that day, and you were trapped here, but a black energy came from nowhere and scattered those dead souls and ghosts away. "

"Brother Qi, if it weren't for that black energy, you probably would have..."

Qi Ling kept silent, and when he heard Yang Pingzhu talk about the cloud of black air, he guessed what had happened, but he had doubts in his heart - how could Ji Ze be so capable?

He had seen those dead souls afraid of Ji Ze in the past, but he hadn't delved into this matter, but he never thought that he would be able to disperse those dead souls by himself.

Qi Ling lowered his eyes, his expression gradually dimmed.

Yang Pingzhu: "Let's not talk about this anymore, brother Qi, you have been in a coma and haven't had a good meal for the past two days, I will call the cafeteria for you..."

Before the words finished, Qi Ling got up.Seeing him go to open the door, Yang Pingzhu not only failed to open it but triggered the prohibition above, he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Oh, you can't open it."

Qi Ling seemed to have never heard of it, and tried two or three times to open it, but failed to open it, and turned to glaring at Yang Pingzhu.

This restriction is specifically for him, and anyone can open it except him.

Yang Pingzhu immediately understood the meaning of his eyes, took a step back, and said, "They won't tell you to leave..."

"Open." Qi Ling's voice was very calm, but it made Yang Pingzhu tremble for no reason, thinking that it was the calm that can only be obtained when one is desperate to the extreme.

"Open." Qi Ling looked straight at Yang Pingzhu and repeated it expressionlessly.

Now he can't beat the opponent, if Yang Pingzhu refuses to let him out, then he will definitely not be able to get out.

"...No." Yang Pingzhu turned his head sideways, not daring to look at Qi Ling, "This is an order from the head of the sect. He promised the heads and elders of other factions that he would not let you out, so you can stay." it's here."

"Lock me up?" Qi Ling murmured coldly, "They can't lock me up..."

After finishing speaking, he summoned the glazed bow.

"No!" Yang Pingzhu stepped forward and grabbed his arm, shouting: "The Xuanji Fan's backlash is strong enough, you will die if you use the glazed bow now."

A sad smile floated across Qi Ling's face, "Then let me out."

"This..." Yang Pingzhu asked: "Are you going to find the Demon Lord?"

Qi Ling didn't answer, seeing that he didn't want to and didn't force it, he slowly raised his hand to cover the glazed bowstring.Immediately, he felt that the remaining spiritual power in his body was sucked away, and his heart ached, and he half knelt down on the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood at the same time.

"Stop!" Seeing him like this, Yang Pingzhu was afraid that something might happen if he really exhausted his spiritual power, so he hesitated, "I...I'll open the door for you..."

Qi Ling stood up supporting Yang Pingzhu, when he heard the man shout: "Put away the glazed bow!"

With the restriction, no guards were set up outside the house. After the two left Wuding Peak, Yu Jian went to the Qing Jie Yuan.

Yang Pingzhu was very reluctant to take Qi Ling away, this person had such a serious internal injury that he couldn't rest well, but for some reason he was anxious to see the Demon Lord.

"It hurts you." Qi Ling supported Yang Pingzhu, not daring to look down, the wind blowing on him along the way made him a little unsteady, "I'm sorry..."

Yang Pingzhu: "...Don't talk about it, I don't know what you think. Anyway, after the head finds out, he will only be punished, which is better than seeing you courting death."

In order to ensure that Qi Ling would not do something stupid, he asked again: "What are you going to do after seeing the demon king? Kill him with the glazed bow?"

Qi Ling shook his head and replied, "No."

After getting this answer, Yang Pingzhu didn't ask any more questions.He has been with Qi Ling for a long time, and he can see that there must be some connection between this person and that Demon Lord, otherwise he would not be so abnormal.

And if it wasn't because of his abnormality, even if he was knocked out, he would not have chosen to let him out to meet the Demon Lord.

The Qing Jieyuan is heavily guarded, Qi Ling has been here once before, but he has not gone deeper into it.Qi Ling asked Yang Pingzhu to put him far away so as not to cause trouble for him, and then he walked to the gate of the courtyard on foot, the monks at the gate were all surprised when they saw him, and stopped, "Qi Xianjun."

Qi Ling frowned, without explaining, just said coldly: "I want to go in."