The hardest pose to save the villain [Quick Transmigration]

The smoke is curling up, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing.

Gu Qiuhan opened his eyes, and what he saw was a wooden table.

"Qiwu! What did you say?" Tea poured out, spilled all over the table, and fell to the ground with a tick.

Qi Wu closed his eyes halfway, without any change in expression, and repeated what he said just now: "My aunt came to see me and asked me to follow her, and I agreed."

In Gu Qiuhan's eyes, he never thought that Jing Zhi could lose his composure like this. He grabbed Xi Wu's collar vigorously, glared face to face, and almost squeezed out the words: "Are you crazy?"

But Xiwu didn't move: "Unless you kill me." Otherwise, he will definitely go.

"Qiwu!" Jing Zhi was in a hurry, and punched Xiwu in the face, even if he didn't have spiritual power, he didn't take any strength.

Xiwu sat back on his seat after being hit by this blow, he coughed muffledly, the corners of his lips were a little bloody, the injuries from the previous darkroom were not fully healed.

Jing Zhi felt a little regretful after the fight, but he was not in the mood to bring it up: "What are you thinking!"

Aunt, aunt!

If it's just an ordinary aunt, she won't be like this, it's the Demon Lord!

The aunt that Qi Wu mentioned was not his own aunt, but Jing Zhi's real aunt—Zhi Qing.

Zhiqing is Tianjun's younger sister, and everyone respectfully calls her an aunt, but Qiwu really treats her as an aunt.

But this aunt is Ruoshui Mozun who killed Kunlun's family.

Zhiqing was not a Demon Lord from the very beginning. Just a hundred years ago, Zhiqing was the most dazzling fairy in Yunshang Tiangong. The demon has become a demon king.

"I know you had a good relationship with her at the beginning, but it was the revenge of the extermination of the clan!" Jing Zhi stared at him, wanting to knock open Qi Wu's head, what was inside?water?

Jingzhi and Zhiqing, their relatives, aunts and nephews, can't bear the hatred of their parents, how can Xiwu!

That's right, after Kunlun was massacred, Jing Zhi sent someone to notify Tianjun and Empress Tian, ​​only to find that they died together in a retreat.

Since then, the demons invaded the Immortal Realm aggressively, and the Immortal Realm was caught off guard, unable to fight back, retreating steadily, and finally abandoned the cloud and retreated to Nanming.

It's only a month or so.

"Jing Zhi." Qi Wu said lightly.

Jing Zhi paused.

"How long do you think Xiandao can last?"

After the sound fell, there was a long dead silence.

"Jing Zhi, don't stop me." Qi Wu gently closed his eyes, there was a bit of serenity in his face, Piao Miao wanted to fly away.

Jing Zhi's hanging fingers clenched several times, and even his nails were inserted into the flesh...

Knowing that he couldn't force him anymore, Xi Wu put away the wooden sword on the table, brushed Jing Zhi's shoulder, and walked out alone.

Gu Qiuhan witnessed the whole process, and his heart was complicated. This was the break in the few words in the book.

Gu Qiuhan knew about this, but he couldn't do anything to stop it. He is now an ordinary sword in Xiwu's hand, and he can't even speak.

After Xiwu walked out, he didn't leave immediately.

Standing by the emerald green river, the red-clothed man closed his eyes and raised his jaw slightly, as if he was feeling something, with a tall figure and a thin back.

After a long time, the breeze was blowing, Xiwu opened his eyes and left resolutely.

"You are the little phoenix that His Majesty mentioned."

Going back to Yunshang Tiangong, things are different, and there are a lot of bloodstains among the ruins. I think the battle between the demons and the immortals must be very tragic. Until now, there are still people from the demons cleaning up endgame.

The one who came to meet Xiwu was a man who was shining all over his body. He was really shining. His whole body was so golden that it seemed that he was wearing gold on his body.

Gu Qiuhan knew this person, and he was deeply impressed by this person wearing gold on his body.

Golden Bow, Zhong Chen.

It is one of the two war gods beside Mozun, oh no, they are not gods yet, they can only be regarded as war demons.

In fact, Zhong Chen doesn't look like a demon, he even has a baby face, with two dimples when he smiles, but Gu Qiuhan, who is familiar with the original text, knows that this person is really scary, and he doesn't even blink when he kills people.

He has a golden bow with extraordinary aura, and he hits every shot with a hundred shots. I don't know how many immortals died under his arrows, which is why Xiwu didn't even pay attention to him when he saw him.

Zhong Chen didn't feel anything, and continued to lean next to Xi Wu: "Let me see what kind of person can be favored by His Majesty. His Majesty didn't say anything before, but told us to kill them all."

Xi Wu's complexion was not very good, he subconsciously avoided Zhong Chen's touch.

It can be seen from his reaction that Zhong Chen smiled even more happily: "Your eyes are so beautiful."

Xiwu didn't understand what he was talking about, Zhong Chen laughed even more happily, but he also knew how to measure, everything was based on the superior.Since His Majesty asked him to pick up this little phoenix, he couldn't play him too hard.

Only said: "Your Majesty is waiting for you in the main hall."

Xi Wu nodded, he naturally knew where the main hall was, and flew over there first without waiting for Zhong Chen.

What came into view was a tall and majestic palace, with carved beams and painted columns, and glazed tiles on the beams were carved with patterns.

There is a plaque at the door saying: Shanghong Hall.

After entering the hall, there was a woman in purple clothes standing in the center, she looked up at the dome above, her long dress was winding and dragging the floor, her raised neck was smooth and delicate, her appearance was three points similar to that of Jing Zhi, but the years had stained her face A little precipitation.

She heard the movement of Qiwu entering the palace, but she didn't move, and said, "Are you here?"

"Auntie." This person is Mozun Zhiqing, Qi Wu stopped two meters in front of her, and called.

"I thought you wouldn't come? Jingzhi actually agreed?" Zhiqing reacted a bit, retracted his chin, and cast a glance at Qiwu, which was filled with evil intentions.

"Hmm." Qi Wu only hummed.

"Okay then." Zhiqing clapped his hands, and finally looked at Qiwu squarely: "Since you have come to rely on me, you have to do something to show your sincerity, otherwise how can I trust you in the face of annihilation?"

"What does Auntie think?"

"Come here." Zhi Qing called out.

The next moment, several soldiers in armor came up with a person.

The man who was tied up was covered in bruises and was very angry, as if he would die of torture in the next second.

Xiwu didn't know this person, but he also knew that he was a person of immortality, so he looked at Zhiqing.

"Kill him." Zhi Qing smiled slightly, seeing Qi Wu's pupils shrunk, he still smiled: "If you kill him with your own hands, I will believe you, how about it?"

The man under pressure heard their conversation, raised his head with strength, and saw this scene but his pupils were wide open: "Mozun, Xinfengjun, you..."

Xiwu wanted to take half a step back, but stopped abruptly.

"Qiwu, as long as you kill him, we will be in the same boat, and only then will we be able to convince the crowd." What kind of demon clan has never been stained with the blood of the immortal clan?Seeing that Qiwu was only holding a wooden sword, Zhiqing remembered that his sword had been broken that night in Kunlun, so he handed out his own sword.

Xiwu looked at the sword being handed over, with his slightly lowered head covering his expression, he took Zhiqing's saber, and walked towards the bound fairy clan step by step.

In the eyes of the immortals, there was disbelief at first, then fear, and finally turned into disgust and hatred: "Okay, majestic Fengjun, majestic Lord of Kunlun..." The voice of a sharp knife piercing into flesh.

The sword in Xiwu's hand was pierced straight into the heart of the fairy clan, and he poked his face expressionlessly.

Zhiqing laughed, first a low laugh and then a big laugh, hahahahaha, it didn't stop for a long time, tears were about to flow, she hooked her hands, and the saber flew back to her side, and said again: "You guys Let's all go down, I will have a conversation with my nephew, no matter what happens later, you don't need to come in."

Those demons should be, and they closed the door of the main hall after they withdrew.

Xiwu's hand holding the wooden sword was trembling, and Gu Qiuhan felt it.

He didn't even have it when he killed the fairy clan just now, but now he's trembling.Why?

The next moment Gu Qiuhan knew, the moment Zhiqing turned his back to Xiwu, Xiwu moved.

Stabbing towards Zhiqing with a wooden sword in his hand, this blow almost used up all of Qiwu's spiritual power, and Gu Qiuhan felt a slight fever in his body.

The moment the sword tip was about to touch Zhiqing, a huge force came from Xiwu's hand, bang, Xiwu was sent flying, and the wooden sword fell to the ground.

Zhi Qing stood there with a saber in his hand and looked at him with a smile on his face.

Failed.Habitat to think.

Knocking his back against the hard jade pillar, a mouthful of blood spewed out, causing hidden injuries, and Qi Wu's internal organs were in pain.

Zhiqing walked over slowly, lifting Xiwu's chin with his fingertips.

His nephew is really good-looking, so beautiful that even the blood on the corner of his lips fills him with lust.

"Is that how you treat your aunt?" Zhiqing smiled.

Xi Wu closed his eyes, he had nothing to say, nothing but death.

Zhiqing snorted, let go of Qiwu, and raised his hand to summon a large tripod.

Zhiqing paced away, and actually walked to the side of the fairy body.

She didn't dislike the embarrassment and blood stains of the corpse. She lifted the corpse and threw it into the cauldron. Inside the cauldron was a raging fire. The blue flame was the true fire of Samadhi that claimed to burn all the world.

Zhiqing came back again: "Xiwu." He said again: "Little Phoenix." As he spoke, he pinched Xiwu's neck and lifted it up.

Qiwu couldn't breathe well, and was forced to open his eyes, a huge flame appeared in front of him, scorched by the high temperature, and blurred ripples appeared in the surrounding air.

Then, Zhiqing let go of his hand.

call--

The stove was filled with a whoosh and burned even more vigorously.

Xi Wu bit the tip of his tongue, the severe pain swallowed him.

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