My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

Xia Qi told in detail the illusion he had fallen into in the square in front of the hall, and held Qing Yan's hand worriedly.

As the guardian deity of Lingying Mountain, Shan Ling has a pure and loving heart without any malice, and even likes to play with the demon spirits... Who knows that because of the child's heart, erroneous mistakes promoted the destruction of Lingying Mountain.

If... the forbidden spell was detected in the magic circle outside Lingying Mountain, perhaps Lingying Mountain would not be reduced to the point where it could not fight back quickly.

After Qing Yan listened in silence, she frowned slightly, lowered her eyes and fell into thought.

This is something he has never known, but the destruction of Lingying Mountain cannot be attributed to Shan Ling.Shifang Pavilion came prepared and hid the forbidden curse in the gift, just as a fluke for a while.If this method does not work, there must be another way.

"...At the beginning, the forbidden spell spread in Lingying Mountain. I thought that the magic of the Shifang Pavilion was so advanced that the forbidden curse in the congratulatory gift was able to pass over Lingying Mountain to monitor the magic circle."

After finishing speaking, he came back to his senses, took Xia Qi's hand back, and gently pinched it to indicate that he was fine, "Mountain spirits seldom come into contact with their clansmen as gods, and only communicate with me in a few important ceremonies such as sacrifices. Sentence. I know that the mountain spirit will occasionally turn into an ordinary demon spirit and blend into the downtown to play with everyone. On that day... all the people in the tribe died one after another. I tried to call the mountain spirit, but I vaguely felt that he was bound. Now it seems that, Probably also affected by the forbidden spell."

Xia Qi was taken aback when he heard the words, and then realized how terrifying the forbidden spell a hundred years ago was.

The black flame that could not be extinguished not only burned thousands of resentful souls from Lingying Mountain, but now it is still burning fiercely on the surface of Chen Xinghai.Mountain spirits are gods who are separated from the five elements and reincarnation. Once contaminated, although they will not behave like a demon spirit, they will be restricted in their actions.

Speaking of it, in a hundred years, Lingying Mountain has become a dangerous place that no living beings can set foot in, and now that the Ten Thousand Demon King has returned to his throne, the mountain spirit has not appeared anymore...

Xia Qi couldn't help but asked softly curiously: "Did the mountain spirit fall that day..."

Qing Yan shook his head without hesitation: "Lingying Mountain is still there, and the mountain spirit will always exist. Remove the seal, and the mountain spirit will not disappear. I just set up the formation, and I noticed the faint breath of the mountain spirit in the depths of Lingying Mountain. I must have been injured a hundred years ago. , sleeping until now. My demon power has not yet recovered to its peak, and I cannot awaken the mountain spirit."

Xia Qi was a little worried about Shan Ling's condition, but now that the Wan Yao King returned, Shan Ling was still sleeping deep in Lingying Mountain... It turned out that Lingying Mountain's desperate situation after the catastrophe showed a faint sign of turning around.

His hand was held by Qing Yan's warm palm, and his mind was at peace.As soon as his thoughts drifted away, he fell on an important question: "By the way, Bo Lan, how did Su Qunyun know that you are the Ten Thousand Demon King?"

After all, Qingyan's demon soul was sealed by Yiheng's various restrictions, even the other party didn't notice it, let alone an outsider who had never been in contact with it.

Qing Yan was silent for a while when he heard the words, his blue eyes darkened slightly, and his voice was low: "... I don't know when the other party will know. However, it must be the demon spirit of Lingying Mountain a hundred years ago who can spread the space magic circle from the station to Lingying Mountain. .”

Xia Qi opened his eyes wide in surprise, his heart sank.

It turned out that the most important link mentioned by Qing Yan meant that between Su Qunyun and many Lingying Mountain mantra arrays, there should be a person with a deep connection with Lingying Mountain to fill this logical gap.

He suddenly realized that when Qingyan mentioned that the sand demon scorpion devoured the demon soul, why did he sense something was wrong? Since the person behind the scenes is a demon spirit from Lingying Mountain, who is proficient in spell arrays, he must have a high status in Lingying Mountain. He even received the respect and favor of the Wan Yao King.

With such a meticulous calculation, this person must have a sound mind and not be possessed by demons.

But what did this man do——

The massacre of Yunzhang's people and monks can be regarded as the other party's desire for revenge.But with the help of Shifang Pavilion, they used the souls of living demon spirits to refine monsters, stripped demon spirits and demon pills for sorcery, and even committed inhumane acts in caves in the southwestern suburbs...

Now the demonized demon cultivator who is willing to stay in his hometown is forcibly transferred out, and the leader of the sand demon scorpion devours the souls of the people... and also lures the king who has protected them for hundreds of years to Lingying Mountain, trying to force and lure him into a demon...

As long as demon spirits and resentful souls are transformed into demons, as long as they are not contaminated with the crime of killing, even if they dissipate, they can still enter reincarnation.

For a hundred years, the monsters that escaped from Lingying Mountain were intercepted at Xiaoshan's defense line. Although they were killed by the sword of the demon hunter, most of the monsters and monsters were counted as being superseded.

And those ghost souls who were forced to move out of the island and stained their hands with blood, disappeared in the world after their souls disappeared, and they couldn't even find their way back.

The actions of the people behind the scenes not only mercilessly treated the clansmen as disposable pawns, but also drove all the demon spirits in Yunzhang to a dead end step by step, almost cutting off their lives.

This person does not have the slightest sense of fellowship in his eyes, and his means of doing evil are beyond the scope of revenge. He is already crazy...

Now I know that it is the old man of Lingying Mountain who continued the tragedy of a hundred years ago and even deepened the catastrophe. This is so sad...

How sad the banquet will be.

In the grand hall, there was a moment of silence.

Xia Qi knew, he could have guessed it, and Qing Yan had already guessed it.

Qing Yan returned to Lingying Mountain after a hundred years, and everything that greeted him seemed not so friendly.

He silently looked at the person beside him, who was looking down in thought, his face expressionless, but the hand holding him was slightly cold.

Worried in his heart, he took the initiative to go over, rubbed Qing Yan's neck comfortingly, rested his chin lightly on the other's shoulder, and asked softly: "Bai Lan, can you still hear the voices of the demon spirits at this moment? "

Lingying Mountain is full of monsters and monsters. Before he found Qingyan, it was these voices that urged Qingyan to become a demon...

Qing Yan silently embraced the people who approached.

After entering the Lingying Mountain, after the demon power returned, there were endless begging voices that penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness. Those cries were full of strong grief, anger and pain. Thinking about it now, he couldn't help but make his eyes dim.

"After the purification of the Requiem Circle, everything is already quiet."

"Bai Lan," Xia Qi leaned obediently on Qing Yan's shoulder, with gentle seriousness in his eyes, and a soft and gentle voice, "Demonization is like illness, destroying the original emotional perception. What people say when they are sick and The decisions you make don’t count.”

Qing Yan's eyes moved slightly, she turned her head to look at her Taoist companion, and waited quietly for the other party to continue talking.

Xia Qi hugged Qing Yan's waist, and leaned closer, with a comforting smile in his eyes, and the voice that fell on the other party's ears was a bit softer, "I have seen demon spirits preparing a celebration for you, Everyone is looking forward to the recovery of the king's injuries. Such sincere intentions cannot be faked. You think, if they were at that time, they would not have said those words, and they did not want their king to be hurt, and they were even less willing to watch Until you make choices that hurt yourself because of those words."

The azure in Qing Yan's eyes froze slightly, staring at those gentle eyes for a long time.

Since all his demonic power and memories were returned to their original owners, and all his grief and hatred came back together, he can empathize with the pleas of his demonized subjects.

He is the king of Lingying Mountain, and it is understandable that the subjects desire his revenge.

Although among the many emotions of the reunion after a long absence, the chilling feeling that things are right and people are wrong is a little prominent... But as his personal feeling, it doesn't matter.

The person who is next to him now seems to understand every wrinkle in his heart, no matter how small and insignificant, it is afraid that it will make him feel a little uncomfortable.

Following the gentle guidance of his Taoist companion, he recalled those old friends who built the blessing tower for him again.Only then did he realize that no matter how exhaustive he was, he had fallen into the trap of the authorities.

After these thoughts were calmed down, the helplessness accumulated in the corner of his heart was also relieved.

Seeing that the people around him remained silent for a long time, Xia Qi accompanied him quietly without making any noise.

A moment later, his Taoist companion took him over and kissed him on the brow for a long time, and those blue eyes were like quiet and clear sea water under the sun.

He knew that his words played a somewhat soothing effect.

Xia Qi couldn't help being a little happy.

When the soft and careful kiss slid to his nose, he held Qing Yan's face in his hands, and finally had the opportunity to say another thing: "Speaking of which, at the Qiushui Lake Lantern Festival back then, the head of Wen gave Mo Zuo a divination , the hexagram said that the spirit shadow caused trouble... I thought it was you."

After a feast, I thought of the boundless moonlight and the sky full of lights in Qiushui Lake that night, as well as the person who swore with his eyes shining brightly: "... No wonder you said at that time that even if the whole world stood opposite me, you would always be with me together."

It turned out that Xia Qi had so many traces of loving him and protecting him, all of which were silently buried in the road the two walked together.

Speaking of this, Xia Qi held back the secret for a long time, eager to show off his great plan that he failed to realize: "That's not true, I thought at that time, if you no longer want to stay in Cangcheng after discovering your identity, you can go with me. I will go back to Xiaoshan... If others come to attack you, Xiaoshan is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there are many demon hunters and demon cultivators who will help. The most important thing is that I have been very powerful these years, and I will hide you in my house , no one can hurt you... eh? Bai Lan, wait..."

The rest of the words were swallowed by the man who came here, and melted between his lips and teeth together with his breath.Qing Yan supported the back of his head, delicate and lingering, he was being demanded without explanation.

Xia Qi blushed, wondering if his Taoist companion's habit of not letting people finish talking could be changed...but he was willing to breathe the warm breath with woody fragrance.

After a while, the hot breath finally escaped from Xia Qi's mouth.

His cheeks were hot, and his eyes were slightly accusing, while Qing Yan's eyes were slightly narrowed because of pleasure, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips: "Ah Qi, do you want to see my original body? I'll take you to see my bedroom. "

He froze for a moment, slowly opened his eyes wide, there were too many surprises hidden in this sentence, and he forgot the hand that was caressing badly under his clothes just now, he hurriedly pulled Mo Lan's sleeve happily, and said in multiple voices: "Original body? Not by Yi Did master Heng take it away... Ah, the bedroom? Where is it? I want to go and see..."

Qing Yan stood up with a smile: "When the demon power comes back, it can revert to its original body, but it's not as powerful as it was a hundred years ago."

Saying that, leaned over and gently placed a kiss on Xia Qi's bright eyes.

Xia Qi subconsciously closed his eyes to avoid the warm breath, and when he opened them again, the dark blue figure had disappeared.

And he slowly opened his eyes wide, stood up in shock holding the throne, held his breath for an instant, his eyes were full of surprise.

I saw a huge black dragon hovering in the hall, vigorous and vigorous, with a gorgeous body, clear blue eyes, like rare and precious huge gemstones, showing arrogance that looks down on everything as it walks up and down.

The black dragon possesses the sharp claws and majesty of a holy beast, and the elegance and ease of a spiritual creature of heaven and earth.Just by taking a look at it, one can imagine the prestige of leading all the monsters across the world a hundred years ago.

The candlelight in the main hall and the black dragon scales complement each other, but they dare not compete with them and fall on the dragon, turning into a hazy colorful halo, coated with a layer of sacred color for no reason.

The black dragon looked down at the little man, his eyes melted coldly, and his gentle smile added a bit of warmth to the azure sapphire.

Under the gaze of the familiar blue, Xia Qi was so excited that his fingertips trembled, and he approached it almost obsessively.

When he came to the hall, he found that his body was only as tall as a dragon's claw. Under the huge body that looked like an ancient god, what he faced was awe-inspiring power and great oppression.

However, the black dragon swam around him and turned into a size that could speak to him normally.

The black dragon surrounded him slowly and carefully like a treasure.

He greedily stroked the dragon body beside him, and found that the dragon scales were not dull, but also had a faint luster, like obsidian soaked in sea water. ...Bai Lan, you are simply beautiful and majestic..."

The black dragon seemed to like to listen, its tail swayed slightly, its blue eyes were gentle, the dragon's head circled around his eyes, its nose lightly touched his cheek, and there was a warm and intimate itch.

Xia Qi was very happy, hugging the dragon's head and laughing, buried his head in kissing the black dragon's nose, full of affection.