The hardest pose to save the villain [Quick Transmigration]

After Zhiqing left, Xiwu went back to the bed and closed his eyes.He has no cultivation base, and his spirit can only be cultivated by sleeping.

Gu Qiuhan saw that Xiwu's brows were tightly furrowed, sinking into a nightmare, but his brows were struggling, but he couldn't wake up.

Gu Qiuhan was at a loss, but the next second, he appeared in Xiwu's dream.

Gu Qiuhan appeared in a strange place.

"Qiwu! Run away—" There was a scream at the top of the lungs, and the next moment, the owner of the voice was pierced by the long sword.

Gu Qiuhan recognized that the voice was that of Kunlun Fengjun, Xiwu's mother.

After Feng Jun was killed, the person holding the sword behind her was revealed, and it turned out to be Jing Zhi!

No, it's not Jing Zhi, this is a woman, but she has a face that looks very similar to Jing Xing, it's Zhi Qing.

I didn't see it clearly last time, but this time, Zhi Qing and Aunt Jing Zhi are very similar.

Zhiqing said, "Qiwu, can you escape?"

"Auntie...why..." Xiwu covered the wound on his abdomen with his hands, and gusts of blood gushed out, dyeing his red clothes even brighter.

The demons invaded Kunlun while Kunlun was preparing for Shaojun's birthday banquet, set up an enchantment, and massacred Kunlun.

Their Feng Clan's direct lineage is still invincible, let alone those outside.

Qi Wu had already imagined how tragic Kunlun had become.

"Xiwu, do you believe me?" Zhiqing approached Xiwu slowly, the blood of Lord Feng and countless Feng clan members flowed from the tip of her sword, forming a line.

Facing the demon king's approaching step by step, Xi Wu took a step back.

"The law of heaven is not fair, why don't we rewrite it together?" Mozun showed a smile on his face, obviously with kindness, but this situation is especially terrifying.

Mozun slowly approached Xiwu, and when her long sword was only half an inch away from Xiwu's body, she was suddenly missed.

It was Xiwu's own saber——Han Shui.

But with this blow, the cold water hit the ground, and the pain on Xiwu's face deepened.

"It's useless, in this enchantment, except for me, you can't use a little bit of spiritual power. If you use it forcefully, it's just a backlash." Mozun said with a smile.

"Qiwu, do you know why I used Kunlun first?" Mozun squatted down and looked at Xiwu. "Because of you, because you believe in me."

Qi Wu spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mozun smiled, pinched Xiwu's chin with pale fingers: "You can't escape, and no one can save you."

At the moment when Mozun's long sword stabbed at Qiwu, dozens of phoenixes suddenly sprang out from behind her, like karmic fire rising into the sky.

Mozun obviously didn't have eyes behind his back, but he seemed to know what happened, with a weird smile on his face.

Desperation appeared in Xi Wu's eyes, this was a move that the Phoenix clan could only use with burning souls, and they did not hesitate to lose their souls in order to save him.

Mozun let go of Qiwu, her long sword gleamed with a cold light, and turned to meet the enemy.

Phoenix's last forbidden technique is indeed powerful, but the enchantment that Demon Lord found is even more domineering, it can even absorb the enemy's spiritual power and use it for its own use.

That is to say, the more spiritual power the Phoenix Clan uses up, the stronger the Demon Lord will be.

Qiwu knew that his people would not be able to last long even if they tried their best. His amber eyes were covered with a layer of water, but his eyes were more determined. He gritted his teeth, turned around and walked back the mountain, clutching his stomach.

There were dead bodies everywhere, blood everywhere.

The entire Kunlun is in the enchantment, and there is no way to escape, so you can only find a place where the other party cannot enter.

Xiwu kept walking, but soon there were many sharp screams from behind, and the phoenix bodies transformed by the Feng clan exploded one by one, turning into blood rain, falling from the sky bit by bit, a few drops even It fell on Xiwu's face.

Xi Wu breathed heavily.

"Qiwu, can you escape?" Mozun's voice followed with a sinister smile.

Suddenly the space shattered like a mirror, and Gu Qiuhan returned to the sword.

He saw Qi Wu suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily, his back was soaked with sweat.

Realizing that it was Xiwu's dream just now, he somehow triggered the ability to enter Xiwu's dream.

This is obviously the scene on the day Kunlun was massacred.

No wonder it turned into a nightmare, tormenting Xiwu in his dream.

Xiwu lay on the bed and relaxed for a while.

Gu Qiuhan was full of complexities, he floated up, shoveled the cold tea on the table on the tip of the sword, flew back, and handed it to Xiwu, wanting him to drink a cup of herbal tea to calm his shock.

Gu Qiuhan thought of his spiritual wisdom and thought that Jingzhi should have told Xiwu, so there was no need to hide it.

Xiwu looked at the teacup in front of him, and then moved to the wooden sword.

Gu Qiuhan turned up and down, motioning for Xiwu to drink tea.

Xi Wu shook his head, got up and stopped sleeping.

Although he had a nightmare, for some reason, Xiwu felt his body relaxed a lot, and even the dull pain in his chest from yesterday disappeared.

Xiwu just felt strange, he naturally didn't expect that Gu Qiuhan used the healing ability on him before.

Xiwu looked at the tea cup in front of him, and said calmly: "Since you have recovered your spiritual consciousness, you should know my current situation. If you want to leave, you can leave by yourself."

Gu Qiuhan controlled the teacup to get closer to Xiwu.

Qi Wu was taken aback for a moment, then silently picked up the teacup: "It's up to you whether you want to go or not."

Xiwu stood up, walked slowly to the window, he opened the window, the cool wind blew in, yesterday's snow had already covered a thick layer.

Xi Wu looked blankly into the distance.

This made Gu Qiuhan feel depressed.

Afterwards, for several days, Xiwu stayed in this room, but did nothing, sleeping alone most of the time.

But Gu Qiuhan would rather he do something, after Xiwu fell asleep, he always dreamed about the content of that night repeatedly.

Gu Qiuhan couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

Finally, as if he had made some decision, Xiwu crushed the sound transmission talisman Zhong Chen had given him.

Things still went according to the plot, which was expected, but for some reason, Gu Qiuhan felt a strong sense of unwillingness.

Why?Why can't he do anything?Why can he just watch Qiwu walk into the abyss.

At this moment, a strange emotion grew in Gu Qiuhan's heart unknowingly.

……

Xiwu shook out a large cloak from the cabinet in the room and put it on his body.Taking advantage of the light of dawn, he went out.

Biyun Palace is the most important main hall of the Kunlun Phoenix Clan, and it is also the palace of the Lord of Kunlun. Many important events are held here, including the birthday banquet of the young master of Kunlun.

A gate made of jade, green and flawless, but covered with dark red blood.

After being exposed to the wind and sun, the blood dried and soaked into the jade, leaving traces representing the tragedy of that night.

There are [-] steps behind him, and almost every step has killed a Feng family.

Xi Wu was expressionless.

The amber-like eyes stared forward, and there seemed to be screams and shouts coming from their ears.

"What are you doing here?" Gu Qiuhan followed behind Xiwu, unable to speak, he could only ask the system in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The system said that it didn't know, and many details were not mentioned in the plot, and they were all completed by the world.

After a long time, Xiwu had already walked up the long steps, without the protection of spiritual energy, fine sweat oozed from his forehead, he stretched out his hand, and gently pushed open the gate of the palace.

Biyun Palace has already been tidied up, there are no broken limbs, but there will be an inadvertent chill, showing what happened here before.

For the first time since Qiwu came here, sadness appeared in his eyes. He stood at the door without moving for a long time.

He brushed over the carved jade pillars, stepped on the gilt-edged steps, and stroked every jewel here. He said that dragons love wealth, and phoenixes do not give up. Every inch here is left by the ancestors of.

Xiwu walked to the highest main seat and stopped, and pressed the Ye Mingzhu on the seat.

There was a loud bang, and there was actually a hole in the back of the palace.

Gu Qiuhan was shocked by the gorgeousness inside.

The spiritual sword and magic weapon are shining brightly, countless treasures of heaven and earth, some treasures that some people can't get in their lifetime, are all gathered here.

Gu Qiuhan was dazzled.

Qi Wu stared around, and finally took only one thing.

Gu Qiuhan was blinded by the gold and silver treasures in the room.

How much can I exchange for Hyundai?

Before Gu Qiuhan finished counting, he heard a click.

Qi Wu's amber-like eyes gleamed with tears, he closed them, and then ignited everything with the candle flame of the ever-burning lamp.

Wow - the fire burst into the sky.

Don't, don't.

Gu Qiuhan wanted to extend Erkang's hand.

Artifacts!

Eternal lamps can burn for thousands of years, and once the fire is lit, everything will be destroyed.

Gu Qiuhan's heart ached.

"It's not yours." The system said it looked down on Gu Qiuhan's unpromising appearance.

"Do you know how to burn the Old Summer Palace? I'm almost in that mood now." I still watched them burn with my own eyes.

The system choked: "Okay, but the host, you can take these things away."

"Huh?" Gu Qiuhan was shocked: "How?"

"Don't you have a space ability? You should be able to open up a space to store things, similar to the mustard space. But only things you touch can be collected, not living things."

Gu Qiuhan didn't know there was such a function at all, the teleportation was already against the sky, and he didn't expect that the benefits would have the necessary storage space for the protagonist!

"You can try it," the system said.

Gu Qiuhan immediately returned to Biyun Palace just now.

There was a sea of ​​fire, Gu Qiuhan felt the heat rising around him, hurry up, he is made of wood.

Gu Qiuhan first met a huge night pearl, and then thought about putting it in the space.

Sure enough, Ye Mingzhu disappeared, and with a thought, Ye Mingzhu appeared again.

Really can.

Gu Qiuhan was excited. This is the treasure house of Kunlun. All the treasures of Kunlun for tens of thousands of years are here. If he took this place away, wouldn't it mean that he brought a high-end warehouse with him?

Oh my god! This kind of good thing is so beautiful!

Seeing Gu Qiuhan's disappearance, Xiwu's eyes dimmed, did he still leave?

It's okay, he can't use the spirit sword now, so he can leave.

Xiwu watched the glorious Biyun Palace being destroyed in front of his own eyes. Even if the holy land of the Feng clan is destroyed, it cannot fall into the hands of others, but he still stares at his hand, fascinated.

But the next moment, Tao Mujian came back again.

Gu Qiuhan's clothes were full, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he was a little sluggish, so he had to gently fall into Xiwu's hands.

A trace of surprise flashed in Xiwu's eyes, but in the end he didn't do anything, took the wooden sword in his hand and went back to his residence.

But found that an unexpected guest came to the residence.

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Don't panic