Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

Zhong Ying doesn't remember what his biological parents looked like, he only knows that he was sent to the Qi family in Fufeng City by his cheap adoptive father when he was about one year old.

Fufeng City is a small city in the northwest corner.

The terrain of this place is remote, the aura is thin, and there are no natural treasures, rare animals, and almost no cultivators visit, so it cannot become a treasure land of the fairy mansion.Because the surrounding area is surrounded by triple peaks, there are only a few Yangqu trails on the road to trade, so it is not very prosperous, and it cannot become a prosperous town in the world.

It is a place of "no match".

Zhong Ying's background is not well known, Fufeng City has become his best shelter from the limelight.

And the Qi family is the only cultivator family in the city. It is said to be a cultivator family, but in fact there are only a few monks, and they can be counted as three or two kittens at most.The monks of the Qi family also understood their embarrassing situation, so they simply acted as the emperor in Fufeng City.

Only the Patriarch of the Qi family has a bit of vigor, and he went out for a few years when he was young.That vigor was like the twilight of a candle, and as soon as it came out of the paper lampshade, it was hit by the violent storm outside and almost lost its life.

It was Zhong Ying's adoptive father who saved the life of the head of the Qi family, and the head of the Qi family cleaned the yard for several years under the hands of Zhong Ying's adoptive father.When returning to Fufeng City, he expressed his gratitude to the savior, and expressed his willingness to be an ox and a horse in the future, holding grass and knotting rings.

Cheap Dad doesn't want him to be a cow or a horse, as long as he helps him raise his children.

Before leaving, he ordered, "I will pick him up when the child is 13 years old", and he has not heard from him since.

With this child's history, the head of the Qi family naturally did not dare to slack off, and raised him on a high bed with soft pillows and rich clothes and fine food.

Until seven years ago, the head of the Qi family received the news that his savior had died.

After the Patriarch of the Qi family was shocked, he was skeptical.

On the surface, he still took care of the young master Zhong Ying, but secretly he practiced some kind of sorcery, cutting off Zhong Ying's wrist every month, and pouring out a porcelain bowl of blood.

That bowl of blood was made into the so-called Yuanling Pill, a "panacea" that the Qi family's main veins flocked to.

When cutting Zhong Ying's wrist, he used a high-sounding reason - to treat Zhong Ying's chronic illness.

After seven years like this, Zhong Ying's so-called chronic illness not only did not heal, but his body was also a little weak.

The benefits brought by the Yuan Ling Pill are undoubtedly huge. The entire Qi family is like a pack of greedy wolves watching a weak lamb, ready to send him to the altar at any time.

Before that, they didn't mind using the best food to feed the delicacies in their mouths.

Only Young Master Qi's Er Que, seeing Zhong Ying being "taken care of" by the elders of the Qi family, was full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Zhong Ying was naturally aware of it when he was a teenager.

However, he was unable to escape from Qi's family. Under the oppressive environment, his temper became extremely irritable, and he could only vent his anger in his own way.

Today he punches the young masters of the Qi family, and tomorrow he kicks the schoolmates...

Live like a great devil in chaos.

Later, Zhong Ying realized that the Yuanling Pill was basically a magic pill, and the cultivators who ate the magic pill would increase their cultivation in a short period of time, and within a few days they would become manipulative, bloodthirsty and brutal puppets.

The person behind the scenes is the Patriarch of the Qi family who is insane for cultivation and longevity, regardless of blood and family ties.

For his time is near.

These are the things Zhong Ying dug out from his memory.

When recalling these things, he sneezed three times, and was persuaded by the servants to go back to the house.

The earth dragon was burned in the house, and the fragrance of flowers was smoked, which was warm and fragrant.Zhong Ying was wrapped in a brocade quilt and was holding a hand warmer embroidered with red blessing characters. After being inspected by the doctor in the mansion, he was warmed up by a few clever and lovely maids for an hour.

"Ying'er, Shao'er is not sensible. Uncle has already taught that brat a lesson this time." The head of the Qi family sat on the bed with a kind and gentle expression, "I also changed a batch of servants in the courtyard. This time, uncle ordered After that, they only listen to you. Whoever dares to mess around in the future, you can just let the servants blow out."

Qi Shao, the full name of the Er Que of the Qi family.

Zhong Ying ate a small piece of glutinous rice cake cross-legged without lifting his eyelids.

"Have you dissipated recently? If your father knows that your cultivation has progressed so fast, he will be very pleased. I can't live up to my benefactor's trust."

The voice of the Patriarch of the Qi family was all worried: "But your body is weak, so don't rely on your cultivation to mess around in the future."

Why is he false?Isn't it bloodletting?

Zhong Ying ate a small piece of pastry, narrowed his eyes and licked the crumbs on his thumb, like a satisfied cat, and laughed briskly upon hearing this.

It seems that there is no special meaning, and it is like a crouching beast laughing at a fox playing tricks.

The Patriarch of the Qi family felt a little weird, and continued to speak: "Don't think I'm annoying, there are still ten days until the full moon night, which is the day to exchange blood for you. This is the last time, this time it is successful, in the future you will You don’t have to suffer this anymore. Uncle knows that you are tough, but if you don’t take care of your body, how will you get through it?”

Zhong Ying consciously translated for him: The lamb has been fattened up, and after ten days it will be a good day for cooking.

Looking at the tenderness in the eyes of the Patriarch of the Qi family, Zhong Ying felt a little tired.

Hanging Mou waved his hand, as if to repel flies, and said bluntly: "Okay, I see, you can get out of the old thing."

——Zhong Ying can play with Qi Shao, so naturally he won't take a good look at the Patriarch of the Qi family.

Not only was the head of the Qi family not annoyed by such humiliation, but he was relieved because Zhong Ying hadn't changed his temper, and bid him farewell with a smile.

Although he left, Zhong Ying could sense that there were many people hiding in the dark of the yard, probably all of them were watching him.

Zhong Ying threw the pastry plate casually, and with a crisp sound, the brocade carpet was covered with debris.

In winter, the snow light poured into the house from the window lattice, Zhong Ying raised his left hand by the floating light, and rolled up the cuff of his inner coat.The arms are white and tender, and there is a thick silver bracelet hanging on the exposed wrists. At first glance, he looks like a pampered young master.

However, when I opened the bracelet with my fingertips, I saw a deep red mark, like a girl tied a red rope representing marriage on her wrist.

Seven years of wrist cutting and bloodletting, this red mark representing "weakness" can never be eliminated.Even in the future, he will travel across Kyushu, rule the Demon Realm, and crush the Sixteen Meridians of the Demon Realm, Senluo Sin Domain, etc. one by one, and the red mark will always follow him.

Zhong Ying rolled into the quilt, laughing loudly, staggering from side to side while laughing, her black hair, which was originally loose, stuck to the corners of her lips in a mess.

It's ridiculous, Zhong Ying muttered: "When I was young, I was almost killed by this kind of ants."

"Then, I'll send you all to the west in advance..."

Thinking of this, he had some expectations.

Having been a Demon Lord for hundreds of years, Zhong Ying, who was used to being unscrupulous, naturally did not expect the ants to die out, what he expected was a person.

When he was dying, he saved the altar person.

Ten days later, the night of the full moon.

The wind and snow that had lasted for several days stopped, the moon was as bright as a plate, and the moon was as frosty as frost, and the red plums in the courtyard were in full bloom.

Two men in white robes carrying two gold-printed gauze lanterns led Zhong Ying to walk along the corridor in the middle of the night.

Qi Jia's family hosts the business, so naturally they have to do a full set.He coaxed Zhong Ying to say that it was to treat his chronic illness, so naturally he invited a eccentric old doctor.

The old doctor has been following two disciples all year round.The faces of these disciples have changed back and forth, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the gold-printed gauze lamp and a white robe of a certain style.

Zhong Ying was wearing a heavy cloak, with a circle of fluffy white fur at the neckline of the cloak, which looked very warm, covering a small part of Zhong Ying's face, leaving only thick black eyebrows and a pair of peach blossom eyes.

As he followed the white-robed man, he stared at him with a pair of peach-blossom eyes.

The bright moon... the snow... the red plums...

It was exactly the same as he remembered.

Then the white-robed man pinched a formula, and a hidden secret path came into view. This secret path leads directly to the altar in the lake, which Zhong Ying walked countless times in his youth.

Walking through this cramped, fishy-smelling passage, Zhong Ying saw the head of the Qi family with white beard and hair and a short, weird doctor.

Behind them were dozens of members of the Qi family. The Qi family stared at Zhong Ying with fanatical eyes, but they did not realize that their pupils were dimmed and their movements were stiff, like puppets on a puppet stage held by strings.

Above the head is the lake water blocked by the magic circle. The water plants are luxuriant, covering the moonlight in the sky, and the fish swim away, making ripples like ripples.

The skeletons of living creatures were placed in all directions on the ground, including human bones. Before the clock came, they used some poor appetizers.

In the center is an altar made of pale stones.

The familiar scene made Zhong Ying inevitably think of himself in his previous life.

[He was still an immature boy lying powerlessly on the altar.

The Qi family held a dagger in their hands, and each of them slashed his skin.The blade of the dagger was infected by blood light, and the cold light fell into the eyes.They surrounded Zhong Ying, chattering with their mouths moving up and down.

Every time I read a sentence, the evil spirit becomes deeper.

Zhong Ying couldn't hear clearly. He lay on the altar for a day and a night, and his blood seemed to be drained.

It wasn't until the evil energy turned into blood and soared into the sky, directly broke through the formation on the top of the lake, permeated the entire Qi family, and gradually spread outward, which attracted outsiders...]

"Ying'er, so Ying'er." The head of the Qi family opened his arms towards Zhong Ying, the wrinkles on his face under the candlelight were as deep as ravines, "Come here, uncle."

"After today, you will be free." The old doctor also persuaded.

Zhong Ying was awakened by their voices, and when he came back to his senses, he clicked his tongue lightly, then stepped forward with his long legs, and walked towards the members of the Qi family without hesitation.

When the Patriarch of the Qi family had a smile on his face, Zhong Ying had already walked in front of everyone.

His eyes flicked across familiar and unfamiliar faces, and he sneered: "Xie Chong has entered his body, and his vitality is weak. In less than an hour, you will become puppets completely manipulated by silk threads."

"Ying'er, what nonsense are you talking about?" The Patriarch of the Qi family's complexion changed, and his folds revealed a ferocious look.At this time, he didn't need to act as a kind uncle at all.But he had been a "good guy" for too long, and he couldn't get over it, and the cruelty on his face forced a bit of kindness, "Uncle, it's all for your own good."

"Don't you just want to offer me as a sacrifice? You're still talking nonsense at this time."

"Catch him here!" the head of the Qi family ordered.

The person who rushed forward only hugged a cloak that was still warm, Zhong Ying had already swam around the crowd like a fish, and jumped onto the Cangshi platform lightly.

"According to your method, one day and one night may not be successful, I will help you." Zhong Ying pulled out a dagger from his cuff, sliced ​​open his wrist, and bright red blood spilled out directly.

In this life, the Demon Lord is best at breaking ten thousand spells with one move, and defeating ten times with one force.

But this magic circle left a deep shadow on him when he was a teenager, so that he studied it carefully later, and found that he didn't need his own life to activate this evil circle, and he could find another way.

But today, he will try to see if he can succeed.

When the blood drops fell, they were picked up by Zhong with a dagger, splashing away in all directions.

Each blood bead has a specific orientation, disrupting the original joints of the formation, and re-establishing a new formation.At this time, Zhong Ying's blood was like clear water falling into boiling oil, rolling up boiling black gas, causing waves of collisions.

The Qi family, who was swept up by the evil spirit, instantly turned into killing puppets.

The newborn puppets are irrational, controlled by the killing instinct of the body, and instantly tear apart the living people beside them.

Suddenly there was a scream, the mess was like a nest of rats that exploded.

The evil formation, flesh and blood are almost integrated.

The dark evil energy twisted into twists, causing the last and most powerful explosion.

"boom--"

The formation was shattered, the lake dried up, and the blood radiated into the sky, dyeing the moon like a silver plate into a coquettish color.

Zhong Ying held the blood-dripping dagger and looked up.A white dress was blown up by the wind, as if riding the wind to go back, but he himself was like a stele of heaven and earth, standing still and powerful.

"Hey, old thing." Zhong Ying shouted, regardless of whether the Patriarch of the Qi family heard it in the chaos, "The night of the full moon is the day when the Twilight Palace travels at night. For some reason, the Twilight Palace masters of this generation hate him the most. Blood sacrifice sorcery."

"Tell me, will the Twilight Palace happen to pass through Fufeng City tonight?"

The Patriarch of the Qi Family got this sorcery just by chance, and he is essentially the lowest level of cultivators. How did he know about the legendary Twilight Palace?

I have never heard of it, let alone fear it.

The head of the Qi family has been dazzled by the surprise.

He thought that Zhong Ying wanted to destroy the formation, but he didn't expect that Zhong Ying really contributed to the success of the evil formation.He can now manipulate puppets and absorb the power of the evil formation.

When strands of blood poured into his body, the wrinkles on the face of the Patriarch of the Qi family became thinner, and time flowed backwards on him.

But not enough!Not fast enough!

The Patriarch of the Qi family's eyes flashed fiercely, and he shouted: "Kill all the living things nearby, and sacrifice with flesh and blood!"

The puppet ran in all directions, and the smell of blood became heavier and heavier.

Zhong Ying's wrist was still dripping blood, he raised his head and stared at the sky, his eyes lit up with surprise.

A huge ship broke through the flowing clouds and came from the blood moon.