Taoist is a plush control

Waves of sobs and whispers resounded from all directions, haunting his soul like a spell that would break his soul. In an instant, he was dizzy, dizzy, unable to move!I saw the ghost messengers standing on both sides like stone statues just now with indistinguishable faces, and now they have opened their red pupils, chanting the same sentence repeatedly! "Who dares to make a mistake...!"

It is this Immortal God Realm that has harsh laws, high and low order, and strict rules.

Those who commit the above will die.

Before Ai Ye could react, several strands of black gauze fell from the sky, binding him tightly in an instant!In addition to struggling hard, but also with all his strength——

"what------!!!"

Immediately, almost all the internal organs were twisted in one place, and the strong and severe pain crazily swept through the heart from the inside out, burning the heart and burning the liver, and he couldn't bite his silver teeth, and he screamed out in pain!He also felt hot and salty in his throat, looked down, it turned out that he had vomited a big mouthful of blood when he was crying, and the whole front was soaked with blood!I couldn't move my limbs and uniform, and I couldn't even use the slightest bit of struggling strength!

This body is really a fucking waste.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for more than 700 years, I finally decided to go out to search for it, but it would end like this.

Probably this is...God's tricks.

You once said that gods are all masters who care about their own dignity and ignore the world.So what about the gods, then I will become that god, and I will become the will of heaven myself, trying every means to redeem you, I will take care of you, I will... save you.

did not expect.

It turns out that there are things in this world that even gods can't do anything about.

Before the pain was so severe that every inch of his bone was broken and his eyes were blurred, King Qin Guang at the end of his vision didn't even move a little bit, just like the strict law, there was no pity in his eyes.

A piece of black gauze climbed up his lower back, wrapped around his back and tightly wrapped around his neck, trying to strangle him with a fatal blow!Ai Ye was dizzy from the pain suddenly, and he could clearly hear the sound of bones cracking all over his body in a blur!

The black gauze seemed to be aiming to strangle him by the waist and squeeze his throat so hard that his internal organs were ripped open, and blood gushed out of his mouth one after another.The suffocation made his eyes blurred, his forehead was covered with blue veins and almost burst...

The moment before his consciousness was about to dissipate, the black veil finally scratched the blood-stained silver bell around his neck.

The bell rang weakly and lightly, in the black veil filled with black mist.In an instant, Dao Yingrun's dazzling clear light was cast!

The clear light wraps around the black gauze upwards, warm and moist like a sage comforting a violent dragon, like a luthier stroking the zither strings, making the listener calm and calm.As soon as those pieces of black gauze touched the clear light, they lost their strength one after another and retracted layer by layer to the beam.

When the black veil was removed, Ai Ye lost his strength, and fell straight from midair to the ground, panting heavily, his eyes dazed, and seemed to see the strange light cast by the silver bell in a trance, but he was really exhausted , I thought I was dazzled.

Seeing the retreat of the black veil, the ghost guards all around shook off their outer robes one after another, revealing distorted, hideous, dark green grimaces!All of them mopped the ground with long scythes, with ghost smoke rising from their backs, approaching step by step.The long scythe dragged across the jade floor, rubbing against it to make a heart-piercing, life-threatening screech!

More than a dozen ghost guards jumped up at the same time, dozens of long scythes fell immediately, and the black ghost smoke was lingering on the cold blade, holding the immobile Ai Ye in the middle, kneeling on the ground and unable to move an inch!

King Qin Guang hid his astonishment in his eyes for a moment, but he raised his hand to call the ghost messenger to pause. He poked forward a little, and looked at the silver bell suspiciously for a moment.

this bell...

Yugui Qionglou is exquisitely carved, and the silver color is as warm and moist as jade and water.

The red pupils rotated, and carefully peeked at the fragments of that person's past life again, with more shock in his expression.

"Go back."

King Qin Guang gave an order, and the dozens of ghost messengers immediately withdrew their scythes, and stepped back to their original positions in an orderly manner, just like a group of careless puppets.But curiously, he took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand to grab it, but he was almost bitten through by the demon-body fairy who was so painful that he fell apart from breathing.

"do not move!"

Ai Ye yelled this sentence so forcefully that blood foam spewed from his mouth, even King Qin Guang was inexplicably frightened, withdrew his hand and rubbed his fingertips, his face suddenly changed and he asked, "Where did this thing come from?"

"A gift from an old friend."

"It was held by the person you were looking for?" King Qin Guang asked in surprise.

"So what!"

……

Gu Wangshu, he said his name is Gu Wangshu, right?

Hope... Shu.

King Qin Guang lowered his head in thought, and met Ai Ye's blood-spattered face, which was as pale as paper, but his canthus was completely cracked, and the animal's teeth were all exposed.Pausing for a few minutes, he sighed and said:

"It's been more than seven hundred years, I'm afraid he has forgotten you long ago. You are strangers, with different identities, each of you lives in peace, and you can't end well. Even so, you still insist on looking for it?"

Ai Ye's dilated pupils slowly gathered together due to the pain, and there were clearly helpless crystals in his eyes, but he unswervingly replied without hesitation: "Yes."

He knelt on the ground, desperately trying to straighten his broken back.

"I want to. If he becomes an adult, I will protect him; if he rises to immortality, I will accompany him; if he falls into a ghost...then I will save him!"

The abyss that was promised at the beginning also fell with him, and the promise of planting osmanthus trees for him even if the sun never sees the sun is unforgettable.Since everything started with me, it must end with me!

"As long as he is..."

As long as he is around.

……

"he is."

King Qin Guang's deep and long voice was like a thunderclap exploding in his skull, buzzing, and his soul flew away!

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a ruthless emperor who has seen people for thousands of years. "I will pretend that what happened today has never happened, and I will not be an example. The fairy world has its own rules and regulations, and the rules are strict. It is different from your previous demon way, where the strong is king. Go back and study hard."

Ai Ye didn't recover for a moment, perhaps because his body was in too much pain, and his heart felt like a knife was piercing his heart. His words sounded vague and illusory to his ears, and he had to expend a lot of energy to listen.So at this time Shan struggled and staggered to kneel and walk a few steps with him, or felt unwilling and reluctant to leave, but didn't know how to ask.Just looking at the broad back shoulders of the lord of the underworld in front of him, looking at his embroidered cloak aimlessly, it's like waking up from a nightmare, frightened from time to time, and his eyes will always be fixed on some strange details He read along with him as if he was trying to digest.

"he is……"

"exist……"

he is? !

"he……!!!"

"For the time being, go back to heaven to heal your wounds, and then go find them."

When he finally came back to his senses, he suddenly exclaimed in confusion!Regardless of the pain and order, he knelt down and grabbed the corner of King Qin Guang's cloak hanging on the ground, begging with all his heart!

"He's there? Where is he? Do you know? You should know! Tell me, please, Your Highness, you will tell me if you agree! Your Highness! Please... Please... I have been waiting for him for more than 700 years, Your Highness, I am really going crazy! Please...!"

Before the words were finished, a puff of thick smoke exploded from the front of the eyes, and the world became chaotic and blurred in an instant!

When Yan Xing opened his eyes again, he was already kneeling in front of the huge black tower opening where he had just stepped on the door pillow, and beside him was Xiao Wuchang who had just helped him lead the way. He was covered in blood and scars. He was still a good person, how did he become like this, but he was so shocked that his little black mouth almost fell to the ground.

——"It's a secret, don't let it out."

It was the last sentence that King Qin Guang echoed in his ears.

Xiao Wuchang was so frightened that he didn't care about supporting the barrier, and watched Ai Ye kneeling on the ground like this, in the deepest part of the underworld, the raging wind shrieking and whistling, blowing the crown, scattering his white hair all over the ground.Seeing him gnashing his teeth and howling, he clenched his fists and slammed the black stone road repeatedly, blood stains snaked down along the cracks.

He finally couldn't bear it, couldn't bear it, hugged his head, covered his face, and knelt on this long road to Huangquan, from sobbing with restraint, to crying bitterly, sobbing hard!

He thought that everything was about to come to light, that it was over, that it was over, that he could start over, that he could change his destiny for him, that he was his destiny.

In the end, it was actually a bamboo basket to fetch water, all in vain.

Where the hell are you, how are you doing, how are you...

"Xianjun, are you okay? Don't be like this, I... I'm a dead ghost, I don't know how to persuade people, I..."

Xiao Wuchang expressed concern anxiously, and felt that he had just used the word "dead ghost" very wrongly, why couldn't he think of any other language, hesitated for a long time, and simply swallowed all the words.I wanted to not reach out and touch his head to comfort him, but I felt that it was not suitable for my identity... I stretched out my hand and retracted it, stretched it out and retracted it again, repeated several times in embarrassment and tentativeness, and finally had to Standing in a dilemma, scratching his head, just guarding.

"Oh no, I said, why did you suffer such a serious injury? Isn't our King Qin Guangda a very reasonable, open-minded and virtuous king? You... have to do something and say something? How did you make yourself like this? What is it all about? This... oh, why did you vomit another mouthful of blood... eh? eh! Wake up? Can you...don't die? Immortal Jun, Xianjun? Xianjun!!!"

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Ai Ye didn't know how long she had slept, but she only knew that she seemed to be dreaming in a chaotic way.

The self in the dream is sometimes the carefree monster on the Kunlun Snow Mountain, chasing the enlightened ass all day long, clamoring for his brother to dig three feet into the ground in the snowstorm to find rabbits for him to eat.

Sometimes it is the nine sons of the demon king who are ignorant of the world, and with a wave of their sleeves, they can fly snow in June and thunder in winter.

Sometimes he was raised by the little white-haired Taoist priest in the side room as a tuberculosis leopard. Every day, apart from sleeping, drinking and eating green leafy vegetables, he just squatted in front of the door and waited for his little Taoist priest to come back.

Sometimes it is the crazy monster who is not afraid in the face of danger, is willing to be the enemy of the whole world for his sweetheart, and draws all the four great avenues to retreat.

Sometimes it is the prodigal tourist who lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests with his loved ones. Although he lives in no fixed place, he lives leisurely.

Sometimes he is the owner of a small tea shop, sitting and watching the wind blowing, the wild cranes in the clouds, and the solitary birds and sunsets.A pot of wine tells a story, and one sits, hundreds of years, tens of millions of stories, see through the world, and think about thousands of emotions.

It turns out that this person has been born for thousands of years, but with a flick of a finger, the time has passed.

There was a muffled thunder out of thin air, which exploded in my ears, and the dream was suddenly dyed in pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers before my eyes!I could only hear a low and deep voice of unknown origin chanting non-stop, "He hasn't stepped on the road to Huangquan, he has become an evil spirit."

"You've become an evil spirit..."

Impossible...impossible!He couldn't be the fierce and vicious spirit that the Three Realms couldn't tolerate, he was already suffering enough when he was alive!I... I have to find him, I have to save him!

Ai Ye tried his best to stare at the leopard's eyes, trying to get rid of the darkness, but he couldn't move, he was at a loss, he had no clue, and he had no direction to follow.

In an instant, a scarlet-purple sky thunder strikes head-on, and subconsciously wants to concentrate and gather energy to block it in horror, but after exerting all his strength, he finds that his energy is so empty that he can't even use the slightest demonic power!On the edge of life and death, he opened his eyes in horror and sat up!A strong force rushed up from the spirit core and primordial spirit, which caused him to scream out loud, and almost couldn't help shaking everything around him to pieces!

Phew...it turned out to be a dream, but my cultivation is still there.

Only then did Ai Ye take a long breath to calm his violently beating heart.Being trapped by nightmares has long been a common occurrence, and after a long time, Ai Ye has become proficient in slowing down his beating heart, no longer being disturbed by it, and distinguishing between dreams and reality.He looked down at himself, he was covered in cold sweat, and was wrapped in bandages like a plain rice dumpling.

Ai Ye smelled a strange smell, looked around, and found that she was lying on a mahogany couch, the whole room was decorated as if no one lived in it, and the bookshelves beside her were neatly filled with thousands of books. The volume of this book, and on the shelf next to it are wine vessels of various materials and shapes.Although the room is full of books, there is no smell of books, but the smell of sweet wine.

The pen and ink on the desk case suddenly moved out of nowhere, writing something rustlingly on the rice paper, and writing it into words, the outlines of those characters seemed to be shining with golden light.

It seems to be back to heaven.

He rubbed his still aching head, trying hard to remember where he was, but no matter what, the memory was of him kneeling outside the Xuanming Palace, screaming in despair, unable to bear it until he passed out, and then it was gone.

Ai Ye wanted to turn over and get out of bed to find out, but unexpectedly, with this movement, she fell back on the couch with a hiss of pain all over her body.

"Huh? Are you awake?"

A casual and crisp voice sounded from behind, and Ai Ye was startled and turned her head quickly. The person in front of her was wearing a black golden light armor, blue sleeves, and a waist belt with a big mouth and sharp fangs, and a thin silver crown on her head. Hairpin and high crown, a fairy with the appearance of a military officer.

However, his belly was slightly raised, his cheeks were flushed, it looked like he had just drank wine, he was swaying with a little drunkenness, and he didn't know when he started standing there looking at him, with a bowl of cloudy soup in his hand.

"As expected of a demon body ascending to the immortal, the bones are good. I was wrapped half to death by King Qin Guang's ecstasy yarn, and I can still wake up so quickly." After speaking, he sat next to Ai Ye, and pushed him back on the couch. "That can't move around, it hurts the fairy body, and it's not easy to raise it back."

Ai Ye looked confused, he couldn't even tell whether the other party was an enemy or a friend, good or bad, so he just coaxed and tricked him into drinking the bowl of soup.The bitterness went straight to Yintang, and he coughed several times.Well, I don’t want to drink it, the pain in my chest is getting worse now.

Ai Ye was dazzled by the bitterness, he groaned for a long time before he stuck out his tongue and asked where it was, and the Martial God poured a long mouthful of water into his mouth before he could speak.

"My house." The fairy said indifferently. "I am You Yi Lingguan. When I was delivering a letter to the underworld for the Emperor of Heaven, I happened to meet a pitiful little impermanent ghost holding a sickle and dragging you out exhausted. He didn't know whether you were dead or alive, and he didn't know. Where should I put you. If he can’t go up to the heavens, you’ll die if you stay in the underworld. It’s a dilemma, but it’s really hard work. I see you two are pitiful, so I’ll drop by and bring you back Nope."