Su Bian Cultivation World

As Luo Jiujiang's voice fell, as if he had received some order, the dead energy that had been imprisoned for thousands of years rushed to Luo Jiujiang's side, and finally condensed into two spots of black light, which were dotted on the tip of his knife like ink.

The point of Luo Jiujiang's knife pointed directly at the tip of Qiongqi's nose, and Qiongqi snorted coldly, obviously already extremely displeased with Luo Jiujiang.

Although he was a little jealous of Luo Jiujiang's various tricks, but after all, he was a heterogeneous of nine races with inherited memories, and his own cultivation was also at the Mahayana level.

Qiongqi himself has gone through thousands of battles, of course he knows that when the two sides confront each other, there is no room for timid retreat.

Seeing that Luo Jiujiang's whole body was pulled by the breath and murderous intentions appeared, Qiongqi also threw all his thoughts behind him.His blood-red eyes stared at Luo Jiujiang, obviously intending to carry out this blow that was enough to settle the dust on both sides.

In terms of body shape, Luo Jiujiang is small against big; in terms of age, Luo Jiujiang is young against long, and in terms of his own cultivation, it is Luo Jiujiang's weak against strong.However, even though he was at a disadvantage in all three, the people present saw how he fought Qiongqi without losing the upper hand, so they couldn't predict the outcome of this confrontation.

Luo Jiujiang's aura has surged to the peak, seeing that Qiongqi has no flaws in his body, he is not waiting.Young people are always frivolous and impatient, and it is in their nature to rush first, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Luo Jiujiang is not a person who can't hold his breath, but he really feels that Qiongqi has lived too long in the past few thousand years.

Letting Qiongqi live for a while longer seems like an insult to the whole family.

This time, the two sides did not hold back their hands, and instantly pressed all their cards.

The Dao of Qiongqi Lust is covered vertically and horizontally, and a traction of Qi and the power of Daoyuan immediately breaks a pipa bone in Luo Jiujiang.At the same time, Luo Jiujiang was plunged into the erotic illusion of [-] sentient beings.

On the other hand, Luo Jiujiang is holding a dead prop elephant, wearing ten thousand furnaces of resentment, the blade is like a wave and the momentum of the blade is like a tide, layer upon layer, covering Qiong Qi until he is submerged, insisting on drowning him on the spot and tearing him apart in this tsunami Not available.

At the same time, other people saw the two of them wrestling with each other, where the force fields overlapped and the space was even distorted, tearing apart the space several times, and bringing the Netherworld into it.Both sides' eyes were wide open, and the veins on their foreheads were exposed. It was obvious that they were at the last moment of their lives.

But in a place they didn't know, Luo Jiujiang was surrounded by phantoms.

First, 640 furnaces flowed past his eyes in various postures like a revolving lantern. Luo Jiujiang didn't want to know how Qiongqi created such an illusion. He only knew that he would burst into anger when he thought about it for a while.

Probably also expected that ordinary low-level visual enjoyment could not capture Luo Jiujiang, these furnaces just flashed in front of Luo Jiujiang as a cutscene, and the characters that appeared soon changed their shapes.

I don't know whether Qiongqi has a secret method to extract other people's memories, or this way of lust is good at attacking the heart. The people who appeared in front of Luo Jiujiang this time were all his friends.

But Qiongqi is too confident.

Of course, as long as one is a human being, it is impossible to get rid of desires. When his way of desire and passion shines through, he even kills a few eminent monks with it. However, he shouldn't speculate on Luo Jiujiang like this.

Xie Chuncan walked naked in front of Luo Jiujiang, but he could only think of the three dry wounds that Brother Xie cut on his wrist to pray for his life to write a book; Yue Qinghui stayed in front of Luo Jiujiang, and Luo Jiujiang only remembered Reminiscent of the old days when the seven islands played together.

As for Yin Banshi and Ni Kui... If Luo Jiujiang reacted at all, he would have to be blind.

And when You Su jumped out of the void and took the initiative to take off the Chinese clothes in front of Luo Jiujiang, Luo Jiujiang finally couldn't restrain himself anymore, wishing to tear Qiongqi into two pieces with his bare hands.

It's easy for him to chop Qiongqi with a knife!

"Asu was only fourteen at that time—are you a pervert?!" Luo Jiujiang was startled and furious, and the sword flashed across his body, shattering all the scenes in front of him.

It's also fortunate that he exerted his strength early, otherwise he could vaguely see the faces of Feng Xue and Xiao Ren just now.

The layered maze was finally broken, Luo Jiujiang took a breath, and when he raised his head, he froze completely.

He didn't know that Qiongqi, who looks rough on the outside and cruel on the inside, likes to show off but has no brains, practices Taoism that focuses on attacking the heart.

The first level of obscurity is nothing more than an ordinary seductive body; the second level is advanced to acquaintances.And once Luo Jiujiang got angry, he took the initiative to break this layer of confusion, and the next layer of the way of lust slipped into Luo Jiujiang's deeper heart while he was emotionally unstable.

If Luo Jiujiang didn't get angry when he saw You Su, then the people who came out would be his master, master, and even his parents one by one.

And as long as he moves emotionally—whether it's anger or anger, Qiongqi's Tao will take the opportunity to penetrate deeper.

At this point, Luo Jiujiang's real sweetheart will appear in front of him.

In fact, the reason why the Spring Love Banquet is organized like this is just to stimulate the senses of others as quickly as possible and to provide Qiongqi with the lust he needs.

In fact, Qiongqi has been immersed in love for a long time, and he knows that the most brilliant seduction is actually not to take off his clothes.

The great voice is silent, the elephant is invisible, and the most brilliant temptation...all because of the love from the heart.

Luo Jiujiang was stunned. He saw Han Qianling holding an umbrella in the deep snowflake rain all over the sky, looking far away, as if he was waiting quietly.

Who is he waiting for?

Who else can he wait for?

As if aware of Luo Jiujiang's gaze, Han Qianling turned his head, and then smiled naturally.

"Jiujiang." There was relaxation and relief in his voice.

He didn't ask where Luo Jiujiang went when he disappeared these days, nor did he first ask if Luo Jiujiang was doing well.

He just said with relief: "You are back."

There is no need to ask about Luo Jiujiang's experience, and there is no need to inquire about his past.

Because both of them knew that as long as Luo Jiujiang came back, as long as they reunited, all the thrills and bloody seas they had experienced before would end and be wiped out in love.

Luo Jiujiang sighed: "I want to go back now, but you are not real."

Han Qianling just smiled at him.

Different from the phantom in the palace of death, this Han Qianling looked at Luo Jiujiang gently. He didn't keep Luo Jiujiang, and he didn't stop Luo Jiujiang from making a move.He said softly: "Then you must kill me quickly, because if you are the one holding the knife, I will be in extra pain."

"..."

Luo Jiujiang closed his eyes and opened them again. His blade was slashed, and his pupils were emptied at that moment.

Layers of screams came from the phantom, and every suppressed moan was so real.They were all that had happened—that was Qianling's cry of pain when he first took the form of a dragon.

In the midst of the miserable wailing, Han Qianling said softly, almost without any resentment, "Jiujiang, you are so cruel."

"..."

Even knowing that all of this is an illusion, Luo Jiujiang still couldn't help being shocked.

His stomach seemed to be tightened by something, and a stream of sour water rushed to his throat because of these words.He opened his eyes again, only to see a long knife stuck deep in Han Qianling's abdomen, blood gushing from the wound, and he still smiled at Luo Jiujiang.

He opened his arms to Luo Jiujiang, without hiding anything.He said softly: "Is it difficult for you, Jiujiang? Maybe you have to cut me a second time."

"..."

After the second strike was the third strike, and after the third strike was the fourth strike. No matter what direction Luo Jiujiang's blade was facing, in the end, the knife would only be superimposed on Han Qianling.Luo Jiujiang has no doubt that this number of knives can be increased layer by layer to 99, and even that may not be enough.

Han Qianling's body was dripping with blood, only one face was clean and beautiful.He is still smiling, like a hedgehog with its own spikes inside out, leaving all resentment to the world instead of Luo Jiujiang.

"No. 18 knives." He silently counted the number of knives, but his expression seemed to be sure of victory.

Before Luo Jiujiang slashed at the boundary of this phantom, his expression almost contained a bit of brokenness, and he even used Daoyuan regardless.

However, the knife rebounded so hard that it tore Han Qianling apart from his left shoulder to his right abdomen with a huge gash flowing from his internal organs.

Even with such a serious injury, Han Qianling still stood there with a smile in his eyes.There was a streak of blue in his dark pupils, like a silent question.

——Would you give up the knife?

Are you willing to put down the knife, Luo Jiujiang?For your Qianling?

"...But you are not him."

"Of course, I'm not. Don't be soft-hearted, Jiujiang." Han Qianling nodded and said, "You know, no matter what time it is, I always hope that you are safe."

"Don't be confused by me." This Han Qianling smiled. He always laughed when he was with Luo Jiujiang. Is it a reasonable reason?

Han Qianling was indeed thinking of Luo Jiujiang wholeheartedly, and he even took the initiative to suggest to Luo Jiujiang: "Just in case, you should scratch my face first."

"..."

Luo Jiujiang took a deep breath, the expression on his face was almost dead.He closed and opened his eyes, and then, almost abruptly and unexpectedly, he dropped the knife in his hand with a clang.

His eyes were almost stained with crazy blood red, but even so, he still stretched out his hand in the direction of Han Qianling.

"Qianling," Luo Jiujiang said softly, "help me."

The scene did not come to an end because Luo Jiujiang abandoned the knife.

Han Qianling's smile deepened, he walked towards Luo Jiujiang, put his hand into Luo Jiujiang's palm, he was really like a genuine Han Qianling, he said: "Jiujiang, it's really not safe for you to do this—— But I'm happy."

"I'm also happy." Luo Jiujiang said, "I've tolerated Qiongqi's trick for a long time."

The face of "Han Qianling" finally showed the real panic that he would never have. His face twisted and screamed, as if being roasted by a fire.Luo Jiujiang's saber energy pierces through the space formed by this illusion from the inside out, and besides Qiongqi's way of desire, the power that cooperates with Luo Jiujiang's inside and outside is——

The knife that was thrown aside returned to Luo Jiujiang's palm at some point.He said lightly: "I said it before, Qiongqi, this style is called living from death!"

In an instant, the three thousand illusions were completely crushed into smoke and dust, and the way of desire and passion was shattered under the blade of Luo Jiujiang. The dead man finally saw the full of death energy blowing towards his face!

"Impossible! Impossible!" He couldn't care less about the dirty pink resentment that suddenly appeared in his eyes at this moment, he shouted: "How did you break my way!"

The way of lust is to attack the heart first, and there is a way of loving a loving person like Luo Jiujiang, and there is also a way of dealing with a thin lover like Qiongqi.

But how did Luo Jiujiang escape?How did he escape from the shackles of the Dao of Lust? !

"You fought against Qianling before." Luo Jiujiang was expressionless.His complexion was still a bit ugly, obviously just now the incident of repeatedly cutting the cold thousand mountains with several knives in the illusion still made his heart twitch when he thought about it.

"You have Qianling's dragon aura on you...and you must not know, as long as I'm here, as long as it's something Qianling left behind, whether it's a wisp of his spirit, a piece of scale, or a breath...they will Everyone will accept my response."

"As long as I call Qianling's name, as long as I ask him, no matter how far I am from Qianling at this time, he can always help me."

"Because he is my Qianling. It is not a fake that anyone or anything can forge."

"And you. You forged him, you used him, and you actually turned my Qianling into a blood-covered appearance in front of me." Luo Jiujiang paused word by word: "Unforgivable, unforgivable. Qiongqi, I want you to be scattered, to die without a place to bury you, and even Nether cannot leave you behind!"