Chapter 1123 Demon Seed is Natural (157)
"The Immortal is as arrogant as ever."
At this time, the sword behind him made a sound, and it was Qingsang's voice.
Zhou Ye didn't move, looking up at the sky.
"This golden thread is the most precious treasure of the Immortal Palace. It can be infinitely large or infinitely small. Once it is entangled, whether it is a diamond or an indestructible body, it will be cut by this sharp golden thread. That Immortal Lord thinks your The knife is no exception, so I activated the golden thread to wrap around you while you were still carrying the knife.”
It's just a knife. The handle looks ordinary, and you can't feel any aura or evil energy. Of course, the people around you take it for granted that it's just an ordinary knife.
Once Zhou Ye continued to struggle and the knife broke, the golden thread was completely entangled in her body.
At this time, as Zhou Ye moved unintentionally, the thick white cloth strips wrapped in layers were quietly cut off by the continuously tightening gold thread, and fell to the ground piece by piece.
Immediately afterwards, the golden thread was tightened on the blade. No matter how tight it was, the blade of the big knife was still intact, and no trace could be seen.
With the protection of the broadsword, Zhou Ye's back was intact, with a lot of gaps left in the middle.
"Why didn't you escape and let them come in?"
On the back of the knife, a floating green dragon spoke.
Qingsang originally thought that she would be discovered by the cautious and suspicious Immortal Lord, but she didn't expect that Zhou Ye was filled with evil aura, completely covering her aura.
Looking outside the door again, it is estimated that the Immortal Lord will arrive in less than a stick of incense.
Naturally, it was impossible for him to just leave such a huge disaster in the prison and ignore it.
Qingsang didn't know Zhou Ye's plan, but based on what she knew about the Immortal Master, once Zhou Ye fell into his hands, he would definitely neither survive nor die.
This kind of physique with both spiritual and evil cultivation is an excellent container for the immortals to make use of.
After being silent for a long time, Zhou Ye finally spoke.
"I made such a big noise, Elder Xian must know that if I am caught, he will definitely come to see me."
"Why don't you just go find him." With Zhou Ye's temperament, how could he possibly go around in such a big circle and waste all this time.
In the dead silence, Zhou Ye leaned against the wall and lowered his head, with a hint of confusion and loneliness in his dark eyes.
Like an abandoned child.
"He won't see me."
Why don't you see her?
Zhou Ye himself didn't know.
It was obvious that she had been very obedient, it was obvious that she was born with only Grandpa Elder, and it was obvious that the old man had promised to take her to travel around the six realms.
Zhou Ye has a withdrawn temperament and rarely gets close to people, but once he gets close to someone, his sense of dependence will turn into out-of-control paranoia.
She didn't know where she came from or where she was going in this life, and there was no point in thinking about it. The old man left without saying a word before he could teach himself how to live the rest of his life.
How could Zhou Ye just let go.
Since he didn't want to see her, she took the initiative to come to him.
Qingsang listened to Zhou Ye's low and lonely voice, and suddenly discovered that Zhou Ye was completely different from before.
She is now a little less worldly than she was in her previous life, but a little more humble and well-behaved.
As if she was afraid of being left behind, even though she had long been able to stand alone and survive on her own, the dependence in her heart was still an endless chain that tied her down.
This is obsession.
An obsession left over from the previous life.
(End of chapter)