Chapter 1170: A designated Kun
This man will take out two Burning Heart Fruit leaves at the most appropriate time when the immortals come to Shifang City, and find the two most suitable people in the city to make a wish. people.
It is not difficult for Qin Lou to guess what kind of wish Qin Muqing will make when he gets the leaf of Burning Heart Fruit.
And such a wish can be achieved without her having to sacrifice her wish.
The organizer’s scam deceived two desperate mother and son.
Just use a cheap wish to leave them with nothing.
In the end, even the wish itself was false.
So in this world, what else... is true.
Qin Lou collapsed on the ground and murmured: "Retribution...this is all retribution."
Sure enough, it is true to what the world said, the evil god likes those who are greedy the most. People who have unrealistic desires.
The beauty in the mirror that she coveted ultimately destroyed her completely, leaving her with no chance of a comeback.
If at that time, she would not have placed her love on this false evil wish, and would not have coveted the love that was not hers, but left with Qin Yi.
Even though the cruelty, cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness of Qin Yi's beast is painful, it is real after all and can be firmly grasped in her hands and controlled by her.
But now...what does this count?
Just to hold on to the disintegrating mind, she almost spent all her strength.
Qin Lou looked at her daughter almost desperately. When she saw those cold and aloof dark golden eyes, her heart burned, and she realized that collapse was so painful.
As far as the evil god is concerned, anyone who makes a wish to it is its most loyal believer.
It can most clearly perceive the pain of believers, and feels happy and delicious about it.
Perhaps Qin Lou's reaction at this moment pleased it, a smile slowly appeared on 'Qin Muqing''s face: "People need faith because of despair, and at this moment, I am your faith."< br>
Ninety-nine kindly reminded: "The Shifang Sword is stuck behind her. If you are not afraid of chipping your teeth, you can continue to bewitch her."
Balian also imitated the Evil God over there, showing a fake smile, and looked very well-behaved:
"If Lord Evil God is hungry, I am willing to help you. You don't need to bother Lord Evil God to seduce you. Although I All of them can provide faith for Lord Evil God.”
He smiled harmlessly: “As much as you want.”
That’s what Lord Evil God can eat.
'Qin Muqing', who smiled happily because of Qin Lou's painful emotions, stiffened and his eyes became cold.
"Do you think you can seal and bind me after you find this place? Don't be naive, my consciousness has already spread throughout the city, and all the desires of the immortals in the city are my food."
The smile on Bailian's face remains unchanged. , tapped his palm, and said: "In this world, there are more than just evil people who are greedy. God alone, so why do you think I only removed the ghosts on the Beichen immortals in the city, but left the ghosts attached to other immortals alone? "
'Qin Muqing' did not say anything. , but there was a piece of cold lightning brewing in the dark golden eyes.
Ninety-nine looks like a very considerate reminder: "This boy is not worried that your desire spirit body will continue to grow. In other words, his behavior is like raising you, Lord Evil God, like a fish." .
Your abilities, Lord Evil God. The stronger it is, the greater the wish he can make to you. Unless you, Lord Evil God, can eat all the karma in his body without being picky about food, otherwise you will always provide him with nothing in this life. The desire not to collect money.
It's pitiful that the mighty True Ancestor Evil God would be threatened by a young boy. "
The hairy boy...
Bailian looked at Jiujiu's indifferent face, and his mood was a little subtle.
"Qin Muqing" had a gloomy face, although At this moment, the lineup seems to be consistent, but there is an unstoppable look of disgust towards Ninety-Nine in his expression: "I don't need you to remind me. ”
Ninety-nine seemed not to notice the hostility from the evil god, his expression was as usual and he said:
"I have always felt that there is no absolute king at the top of the food chain in this world, Lord Evil God. The new freedom is hard-won. Although the rivers and mountains are good, you must be careful where you step."
'Qin Muqing' said coldly. Said: "Are you threatening me?"
Jiujiu said calmly: "I never threaten people, this is just the truth."
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'Qin Muqing' sneered and said: "Perhaps you are right. I broke out of the cage. This corpse demon boy has dark karma that does not match his age. I think it is also the legacy left by Xue Fu in this world. Move your hand."
"The evil god really misunderstood, my master is not that capable."
"It doesn't matter whether it is yes or no. What is important is that no matter how deep a person's karma is, it will eventually come to an end.
But human desires are different. The five-inch human heart is like an abyss, and desires are never-ending. He How much more consumption can this body of karma endure?
How can I endure the backlash of this body of karma when I eat up the six realms of life and consume all the gods and demons? No?"
'Qin Muqing' sneered: "Even if there are loopholes in my rules, it is not enough to ruin me."
"Yinghuo Jiujiu, I know you are scheming in your heart. What, it is clearly an unintentional doll. The desire and ambition born of it are really terrifying. Everything in the world avoids me, lest I get involved and perish.
You are the only one who is not afraid of taboos, but you want to swallow up the power of my evil god and use it. Your heart of not being afraid of desires and even wanting to dominate them is really powerful. "
"But what's the use of being so powerful? Even if you have such crazy, unrealistic and terrible desires, you are still as calm as a cold machine that can analyze the pros and cons, and will not be controlled by your own desires.
That’s why you tried every possible means to lure this corpse demon boy back to Shifang City. Isn’t it just to suppress me? "
'Qin Muqing' sneered again and again: "You played this chess game very hard. Most of the immortals in the Shangqing Immortal Realm and even the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan have entered your chess game, so after all, he wants to feed me more. Or do you want to feed me more? I know it in my heart. "
Hearing this, Fang Geyu's face instantly turned cold, and he looked sharply at Jiujiu.
Jiujiu's expression remained unchanged, he shook his head and said calmly: "The game between black and white is too monotonous, and we are facing the True Ancestor Evil God. If I don't find another way to balance it, it will be difficult for me to win.
But why should Lord Evil God be so angry? Everything in this world comes at a price. I think no one understands this better than Lord Evil God. I didn't make a wish to you, but I can. It’s enough to let Lord Evil God go free and prepare such a gluttonous feast with all the immortals as bait. Isn’t it worth it for Lord Evil God to join the game for me?”
“You are honest.” ‘Qin. Mu Qing' smiled coldly: "Are you so confident that your Yinghuo body can withstand the power of my evil god?"
Ninety-nine said: "I have confidence in my master."< br>
"But my mother-in-law has never given such an order!"
Fang Geyu suddenly interrupted sharply: "My mother-in-law's mission is to suppress the evil god for thousands of years. The original intention of creating the puppet mecha is also to protect the ten thousand years. Fangcheng protects human beings, rather than letting them You are doing whatever you want here, coveting the power of the evil god!"
"But the master never said that this is not allowed, right?"
Ninety-nine looked calm and dark. His pupils were as deep as ghosts as he looked at Fang Geyu.
Suddenly, she smiled softly. The corners of her brows and eyes were originally cold and indifferent, like frost, but this smile had a hint of warmth in the spring breeze.
"Miss Geyu, how does it feel to feel angry and squander your emotions wantonly?"
Fang Geyu's eyes darkened instantly. Jiujiu continued to smile and said: "You have no reason to stop me."
Fang Geyu stared at Jiujiu for a long time, opening and closing his lips and teeth several times, as if thinking Say something, but in the end...
There was a soft sound.
The sharp Shifang Sword was inserted straight into the ground in front of her, three inches into the ground. However, in the three-foot circle with the sword as the center, the flowing talisman lights seemed to be cut off, making it difficult to connect.
All the complex emotions in Fang Geyu's eyes were gone, and his gaze was extremely cold: "Do you really think that no one can deal with you?"
The smile on the ninety-nine faces has also disappeared, faintly He lowered his eyes and glanced at the sword.
Xue Fu created the self-aware doll 'Ying Huo' and it was impossible to have any backup plan. Back then, she had long been determined to die and was still young. She hid a magical talisman in the Shifang Sword. Possessing the power to destroy the heart of Yingluo Furnace.
Both she and Fang Geyu knew this thirteen years ago.
But at this moment, Ninety-Nine's eyes were cold and contemptuous: "Thirteen years ago, you had the opportunity to insert this sword into my chest, but you didn't.
You couldn't do it back then. , can you do it now?"
As she spoke, she took two steps forward and placed her palm on the end of the hilt of the Shifang Sword. A burst of energy burst out from under her palm, and Fang Geyu was forced to Shengsheng took two steps back in shock, and his hand was forced to let go of the Shifang Sword.
Ninety-nine unceremoniously pulled out the Shifang Sword, and stroked the sword's body with her long white fingers. She curled her lips and raised her arm slightly.
The cold sword edge sliced her cheek inch by inch, leaving a long and narrow scarlet wound between that beautiful face.
Blood dripped intermittently along her graceful chin, and the blood color was meandering, making the cheek bloody and sad.
She looked at Fang Geyu, who had an ugly and cold face, and slowly raised her eyes, as if she felt a little bored: "That's right, after all, you won't be able to do anything to such a face."
“Pa!”
A crisp slap sounded in everyone’s ears.
Everyone looked at Fang Geyu. Her expression was indifferent, exuding a deep chill.
Her right hand was still suspended in mid-air. When she raised her palm, she could still see bright red blood flowing along her palm and into her snow-white wrist.
Ninety-Nine's cheek was tilted to one side, and blood was flowing from the slender mouth.
Because of that slap, the wound cracked even deeper. Half of her cheek was covered in blood, and the splashes of blood were reflected, which was particularly vivid compared to the blood-colored skin.
Bailian tightened his fingers, and his expression was not very good either. He hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, grabbed Fang Geyu's thin wrist, and wiped the blood on her palm.
Fang Geyu looked very calm at the moment, but through the palm of his hand, Bai Lian could still feel the trembling and vibrating wrist bones under her thin and tight skin, as if she was trying her best to endure it. What are you wearing?
Jiujiu sighed and slowly turned around. She was slapped in public, but the look on her face was still cold and indifferent.
He even looked at Bailian very calmly and asked politely: "Are there any extra handkerchiefs?"
Although the Yinghuo doll has the ability to heal itself, the Shifang Sword It is indeed a sharp weapon that can destroy her.
When injured by this sword, the wound will not heal easily.
Bailian was angry that Jiujiu used Fang Geyu's late mother to attack her heart. In response to her question, he just frowned and said: "When you cut your face, you didn't give it in advance. Do you want to prepare a handkerchief to wipe your face? ”
Jiujiu's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were filled with a faint smile: "You are worried about me."
Bailian's brows suddenly deepened.
Ninety-nine said again: "Forget it, forget it if you don't have it."
She threw the Shifang Sword on the ground and gently wiped the injured cheek with her fingertips.
The cold white fingertips are stained with blood, like rouge on the hand, scarlet and cold white, contrasting with each other.
She gently twisted her fingertips to slowly spread the blood.
The cold light of the flowing runes on the huge crystal surface hit her face. Although the skin reflected by the blood was still beautiful, it had a more gloomy temperament for no reason.
Like a ghost in July and a half.
Ninety-nine breathed out slowly, with dull eyes: "Forget it, let's do it..."
The cold and melodious ending just fell, and where Jiujiu stood there was It turned into an afterimage, leaving only a few twisted and cold rays of light refracting continuously in the afterimage.
At this moment, all the sounds in this space seemed to fall into silence.
Bailian felt a chill suddenly rise in his head. He seemed to have noticed something. With his eyes focused deeply, one hand steadily pushed Fang Geyu away.
Holding Minkun's hand, there was a thunderous sound, and a terrifying ripple of light rose up, like a waterfall rushing against the current!
The end that was as blunt as a heavy hammer suddenly rose upwards.
Under the cold light flowing in the space, a graceful finger gently tapped the heavy hammer with bright patterns and fell down.
A slender and graceful finger came with a devastating weight like a collapse of the sky. The clothes between Bailian's arms that held Minkun exploded into ash inch by inch. Even the body of the corpse demon and the skin between the arms seemed to have been eroded by time. Like an eroded wall, traces of cracks spread out.
“Oh?”
Bailian’s pupils dilated, and Ninety-nine’s cold voice came to his ears.
"It has only been half a month since I saw you, and you have already broken through to the realm of Heshen. No wonder you can take my finger."
Obviously, Jiujiu took action this time. The original intention was to lose one of Balian's arms.
She hummed softly: "But it's all in vain."
The fingers that were resting on Minkun gently pressed down, and Minkun suddenly burst out with the divine light of actively protecting the Lord. Vessel pattern.
But the brightness bloomed only for a moment, and was suppressed by the terrifying finger force, suddenly extinguishing the silence.
Bailian felt as if the bones of his entire arm were being crushed inch by inch, and red blood rushed out from the cracked marks.
The arm holding Minkun was completely suppressed and drooped powerlessly.
In the interplay of talisman lights, Bailian saw that Jiujiu's dark eyes were still cold and devoid of any emotion.
Then his throat was strangled by her cold hands, and his feet were lifted up in the air.
(End of this chapter)