There are no two saints in the sky, so it is impossible for the Demon Cult to have two Demon Cult leaders. This reminded him of what Zhao Chongyin once said.
"This newly appointed leader of the Demon Cult does have some tricks. It is said that he is also very young and promising. It's just a pity."
An Jing touched the Fantian Seal in his arms and recalled the "Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire", the supreme martial art of the Demon Sect.
boom!
It was like a bolt from the blue, or like someone poured a basin of cold water from head to toe, making my whole body numb.
Lin Tianhai looked at the ghost swordsman who was suddenly stunned in front of him, and felt a little strange in his heart. His words did not seem to involve the secrets of our demon sect, and the leader is still trapped in the demon sealing well. Why does the ghost swordsman have such an expression?
After a long time, An Jing came to his senses and grabbed Lin Tianhai's collar: "What is your leader's name?"
Lin Tianhai frowned and said coldly: "As I said, I will only answer one question."
"good."
An Jing let go of Lin Tianhai's collar, turned and left.
"call"
When Lin Tianhai saw this, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but before he could finish breathing, he saw the ghost swordsman come back and grab his collar again.
"Unfortunately, you fell into my hands again."
Lin Tianhai: ""
An Jing stared at Lin Tianhai calmly and asked, "Answer the question I just asked, and I can let you go again."
Lin Tianhai said angrily: "You are just teasing me. Even if I die today, I will never compromise with you and other thieves."
After all, he, Lin Tianhai, is also the top master of the Demon Cult and the leader of the Azure Dragon Seat. Now he is being insulted like this. How can Lin Tianhai bear this anger?
"You won't tell me, right?" An Jing said in a deep voice.
"Get castrated. I don't need it anymore anyway. You'd better draw your sword and take one step faster to prevent me from splattering you with blood." Lin Tianhai closed his eyes with an indifferent attitude.
grass!
An Jing looked at Lin Tianhai who looked angry in front of him and couldn't do anything for a moment.
Just in case later
"Roar!"
At this time, a low roaring dragon sound came from the calm stream, as if it was calling for something.
"Black dragon!?"
An Jing was shocked when he heard this.
This voice was exactly that of the black dragon, but it sounded a little strange.
The black dragon has the cultivation level of a master of three qi, which is his biggest support now. If there is no black dragon and he meets the master of Zhenyi religion, it will be a big trouble, and his evil-suppressing sword may be together with the black dragon.
"Old boy, I'll come back to deal with you later."
An Jing glanced at Lin Tianhai, then flew away in the distance.
Lin Tianhai looked at An Jing's leaving figure and determined that the zhenqi in his body was running wildly after disappearing, but the thunder and lightning energy was still in his body, blocking the movement of the qi machine in his body.
"hateful!"
Lin Tianhai's eyes were bloodshot, but the more anxious he became, the more useless he became. Instead, the thunder and lightning energy overflowed and collided in his body, making him extremely uncomfortable.
About half a stick of incense passed, but the ghost swordsman still didn't come back.
Lin Tianhai couldn't help but become a little anxious. If the ghost swordsman really left, he would probably starve to death in the wilderness given his current inability to move.
This matter spread out, and the leader of the Azure Dragon Seat starved to death in the wilderness. Wouldn't that become a joke to the world?
"Lin's first seat?"
At this moment, a voice came from not far away.
"I'm here"
Lin Tianhai responded quickly.
"Whizzing!"
"Chief Lin, are you okay?"
I saw a figure rushing over quickly. The disgraced figure was none other than Luo Zixiang, a master of the Demon Sect's Earth Sect.
Originally she escaped from the Four Elephant Gate, but then she found that Lin Tianhai had not come out for a long time. She was heartbroken and went back to find out the news. She happened to see the ghost swordsman leaving the Four Elephant Gate with Lin Tianhai on his back.
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"Take me away quickly."
When Lin Tianhai saw the person coming, he was overjoyed and said quickly: "Hurry, maybe that madman will be back soon."
"Okay, let's leave now."
Luo Zixiang nodded, then helped Lin Tianhai up and walked away
On the other side, An Jing followed the sound.
A red sun seems to hang on the westernmost branch, and the surrounding red clouds are solidified like blood. The distant mountains are far away, and there are little red spots among the greenery, like the blood and tears dropped by the sunset that cannot bear to leave.
In the depths of Longyin River, the sea surface glowed with orange-red light.
Because of the living puppet technique, An Jing will have a unique feeling whenever he is close to the black dragon.
So when I came to the stream, I felt that the black dragon seemed to be below.
"thump!"
Before he could control the black dragon, a huge dragon head emerged from the water.
The huge eyes opened and closed, looking at An Jing stepping on the lake, with a hint of joy in his eyes.
"Um!?"
An Jing looked into the eyes of the black dragon and suddenly felt something was different.
The next moment, the black dragon rushed over quickly. An Jing felt that there was no danger and did not dodge.
"Boom!"
The black dragon directly knocked An Jing into the water, and then his body rushed into the stream, causing a shocking wave.
"What are you going to do? Do you want to kill me?"
An Jing splashed in the water a few times and growled.
The black dragon was like a child who had made mistakes, floating in the distance and looking at him nervously.
"Could it be that this guy was born with spiritual wisdom?"
An Jing looked at the black dragon and frowned slightly.
When he subdued the thousand-year-old black anaconda, he used the living puppet technique to extract the violent and ferocious spirit of the thousand-year-old black anaconda. From then on, the body of the thousand-year-old black anaconda was under his control.
And after the thousand-year black anaconda turned into a dragon, it did not breed a new soul, and it has always been like a puppet.
But looking at his movements and demeanor today, it seems that a new spirit has emerged.
"come here."
An Jing tried to wave his hand and said.
The black dragon seemed to understand what he said. Its body writhed in the water and floated over cautiously. Then it prostrated in front of An Jing, showing a sign of submission.
An Jing touched the scales on the black dragon's body with his palm.
"Hoo ho!"
Two streams of white air spurted out from the black dragon's nose, appearing to be very enjoyable.
"not bad."
An Jing jumped up and landed on the black dragon's back, "My evil-suppressing sword should be on your body, right?"
"Chi! Chi!"
The black dragon opened its mouth wide, and the evil-suppressing sword with two swords in a sheath suddenly appeared in its mouth.
"call out!"
An Jing stretched out his palm, and the evil-suppressing sword fell into his palm quite spiritually.
Now that the black dragon has returned again, holding the evil-suppressing sword, he finally feels a sense of security in his heart.
"Then old boy Lin Tianhai was probably swallowed by a wild dog."
An Jing thought of something and then said: "Let's go back quickly."
"Roar!"
The black dragon gave a low shout, then turned into a black shadow and flew away into the distance.
The black dragon was very excited for some reason. Not only did it stir in the water, it also caused waves.
About half a cup of tea later, the black dragon landed next to the dense forest just now.
"Where are the people!?"
An Jing found that the place was empty, and there was no trace of Lin Tianhai anywhere.
The black dragon seemed a little scared, lying on the side with his big eyes vigilantly observing the surroundings.
An Jing came to the tree just now and whispered to himself: "There is no blood. According to the injuries on his body, he couldn't have walked away by himself. He should have been rescued. Maybe he hasn't gone far yet."
He was very aware of Lin Tianhai's injuries, and it was absolutely impossible for him to escape in such a short period of time.
He still had some questions he wanted to ask Lin Tianhai, but suddenly he realized that there seemed to be no difference whether he asked or not...
Sitting alone on a green mountain, looking out at the setting sun.
The orange halo shone on An Jing like a dead leaf, making him appear quiet and leisurely. He looked at the endless stream in the distance, his eyebrows lowered.
He suddenly felt a little tired.
"call……"
An Jing sat on the bank of Longyin River.
actually……
He never considered himself a good person, but he never considered himself a heinous person.
What is Jianghu?
The arena is a vanity fair. If you wander around the arena and step into this vanity fair, you will be half-stepping into the underworld.
Even a master with a cultivation level as strong as Old Man Qingfeng cannot escape death.
When human nature cannot solve the problem, the only solution is to fight and kill. This simple method is always the most direct and most useful method.
When you are wandering around in this world, killing people is rare and common. It is not just what is written in the book to eliminate the root cause and never cause any future troubles.
They would also shake the eggs to pieces and flood the ant nest at the door. It was so cruel and unreasonable.
"Why?"
An Jing murmured softly, and that beautiful figure appeared in his mind, that gentle smile that was as refreshing as the spring breeze in February. He remembered the first time he met her...
"Why?"
An Jing asked again.
He really couldn't imagine that the beautiful woman who was so gentle as water, who couldn't even climb a ladder, who was so clumsy that her fingers would be cut by broken bowls, might have the blood of countless people on her hands!
It's like a dream!
If you touch it, it will scatter. If you touch it, it will break. Everything is like an illusion...
"Why……"
This sound was filled with powerlessness.
After that, there were no more words.
He sat on the shore and stared for a long time. Maybe the sky was getting dark, the stars were hanging quietly in the sky at night, and the stars were flowing quietly. Only then did he come back to his senses. He stood up and walked slowly back to the black dragon.
now.
The black dragon's body was curled up, and its huge head hung casually on the ground. The eyes that were not affected by the world reflected An Jing's figure. It was a little curious, but it could understand An Jing's mood at the moment. It gently rubbed it with its head.
Enjoy Anjing.
"I was cheated...but I don't know why I was cheated."
An Jing smiled bitterly and raised his hand to touch the scales of the black dragon.
Lou Xiangzhen once said that when he reaches that age, he will no longer be confused, but he will always be lost.
He didn't understand before...
But now, I seem to understand a little bit.
"Yes, I will always be lost."
An Jing whispered to himself, "She came to me specially and fell in love with me at first sight. Now that I think about it carefully, I was indeed deceived."
At this moment, a rustling sound sounded, as if something was walking alone in the grass. An Jing didn't pay attention. He sighed softly and touched the head of the black dragon.
The black dragon was sucked away and stared at the grass.
A small, plump, snow-white shadow appeared in the amber-like eyes.
That's a rabbit.
He was facing away from the black dragon, gnawing at the grass roots beside him.
The black dragon's head stretches forward and it opens its fangs.
The rabbit seemed to feel something. It turned back its small body and simply looked at the black dragon.
suddenly.
It jumped forward.
"!"
The black dragon immediately retracted his head.
I met An Jing who was gathering the fallen leaves from the surrounding branches.
He was a little confused. He looked at the black dragon, then at the rabbit, and almost fainted.
"You are a dragon! Dragon! How can you be afraid of a rabbit?!"
"..."
The black dragon cannot speak.
It can only look innocent.
Rubbing its head in front of An Jing, it looked very aggrieved.
"It's worse than a dog raised by Tan Yun!"
An Jing was a little helpless, "That's it."
He pointed his finger, and a sword energy burst out from his fingertips, accurately hitting the rabbit's neck. The rabbit fell to the ground, twitched, and then fell into a pool of blood.
"It can be considered a dinner delivered to your door."
An Jing stepped forward and lifted up the rabbit's ears.
Then he skillfully lit a fire and put the soaked clothes on the fire rack to grill.
"Such a plump bunny"
An Jing picked up a sharpened branch, skewered the whole rabbit, and grilled it on the fire rack.
After a while, you can smell the aroma of meat.
Black Jiao's huge eyes looked curiously at the roast rabbit in An Jing's hand.
It feels so fragrant.
Some drooling.
An Jing bit down on the rabbit meat, which seemed to relieve the pain and helplessness in his heart.
The moonlight sets in the west, illuminating the clear stream.
"How can you bear to let go when your feelings are deep? There is no resentment in the depth of love."
An Jing looked at the reflected moonlight and couldn't help but think of the misty Yuzhou City. "I don't know when I can return to Yuzhou City. Maybe I will never go back."
Life is like a long river. On the left bank is the laughter that has come and gone for thousands of years. On the right bank is the eternal foam under the candlelight. In the middle is the loneliness that flows through the years. What is played by the wind is always the floating sadness, only the unintentional ones.
Loneliness is a firework that cannot be blown away by the wind.
"No matter what the result is, I still want to see it again. What I hear is false and what I see is true. Yes, what I hear is false and what I see is true."
"Maybe I guessed wrong?"
"perhaps……"
An Jing looked at the full moon and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Four elephant gates, wing rooms.
The waning moon hangs high, the stars are dotted, and the moonlight shines down like a train.
Yang Chong frowned and walked slowly towards the side room.
"Brother!"
At this moment, a girl with bright eyes appeared in front of her, holding a food box in her hand.
It is Jia Meixian.
Yang Chong asked curiously: "What dishes did you cook?"
"I followed my senior brother's instructions and stewed an old hen to replenish Han Shaoxia's health."
There was a trace of wonder in Jia Meixian's eyes, "Senior brother, why are you here so late?"
"That's good."
Yang Chong hesitated and said with some guilt: "I was afraid that Brother Han would be bored when he had free time, so I chatted with him to relieve his boredom."
With that said, he opened the door and shouted loudly.
"Brother Han, junior sister and I came to see you and made you some chicken soup."
It was quiet inside the house, without any sound.
Jia Meixian walked into the room and found that the bed was empty. He couldn't help but said: "Hey, where is the person?"
"not good!"
Yang Chong thought of something and his expression changed, "Then Brother Han wouldn't be so ashamed and angry that he would commit suicide?"
Jia Meixian put the food box on the table and said strangely: "Brother, look at the table."
I saw a piece of white paper on the table and a palm-sized wooden sword next to the paper.
"What's this?"
Yang Chong picked up the white paper on the table and began to mutter: "Brother Yang, Miss Jia, and Han became ill due to longing for each other, so they went first. We will definitely meet each other in the future, so we leave this thing to express our gratitude."
Jia Meixian played with the wooden sword in her hand and muttered: "Is this the wooden sword?"
"Why."
Yang Chong sat down on the chair and said in despair: "He left unexpectedly, it's all my fault."
Jia Meixian said in confusion: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
She still understood Yang Chong, he was not an arrogant, domineering, arrogant and overbearing person.
"It's a bandit."
Yang Chong shook his head and said sadly: "I learned from him today that it turned out that he was humiliated by bandits, and his body and mind were greatly traumatized."
Jia Meixian was even more confused when she heard this.
Yang Chong explained: "What do you think Brother Han looks like?"
Jia Meixian thought for a while and whispered: "Very good."
Among the thousands of disciples of the Sixiang Sect, there are few who are more handsome than Han Shaoxia, especially those eyes.
Yang Chong sighed: "Yes, some people like him the best for a young man with a red face and white teeth."
"Senior brother, is it possible?"
Jia Meixian's eyes widened with a hint of disbelief.
Yang Chong looked at the wooden sword in Jia Meixian's hand and shook his head: "Since he wants to leave, let's not force him to stay. Please put this thing away. Brother Han is also a miserable man."
With that said, Yang Chong walked out of the house with a look of regret on his face.
Only Jia Meixian was left with a look of astonishment on his face, staring blankly at the wooden sword in his hand.
Three days later, Dongluo Pass was closed and the Demonic Well was sealed.
Zhao Qingmei stood under the well, holding a piece of white letter paper in her hand. The wooden figure next to her hung a basket with wine and meat in it.
"Failed?"
Zhao Qingmei frowned after reading the letter.
Although she is now in the Demon Sealed Well, she can still control the entire Demon Cult through Yu Qiurong.
Duanmu Xinghua is loyal to the Demon Sect, and Zhao Qingmei is still the leader of the Demon Sect, so Duanmu Xinghua still obeys her orders for the time being. As the original head of the Tianzong, her words still carry a lot of weight.
She single-handedly raised Yu Qiurong and the head of the Xuanwu Seat.
Yu Qiurong controls the lifeblood of the Demon Sect, and the leader of the Xuanwu Seat controls the most powerful and elite armor of the Demon Sect.
Zhao Qingmei knew very well in her heart that as long as this elite force was in her hands, the demon sect would always be in her hands.
In addition, Jiang Shang had no matters related to the Heart Demon Cult and left in a hurry, while Jiang Renyi was honestly retreating in the Dongluo Desert, seemingly looking for opportunities to break through to the realm of a master.
The Demonic Cult is still very stable to this day.
The only thing that worries people is the old guys at the Demon Sealing Platform.
"call"
Zhao Qingmei thought: "Jia Shiwu really gave Zhao Chongyin a great gift. I'm afraid Tianji Pavilion will be gone. Xiao Ruoyun is really stupid."
The master of Tianji Pavilion once said that this matter was foolproof, but unexpectedly there was a flaw in the most critical part. If Tianji Pavilion was found guilty of murdering the prince, Dayan Jianghu would probably be destroyed.
"It seems that the Ghost Swordsman has taken refuge with the Crown Prince Zhao Chongyin. It seems that he should not have killed this man in Yuzhou City. Now he has become a thorn in his side."
Zhao Qingmei took a deep breath, and then crushed the letter in her hand into pieces.
The leader of the Demon Sect's Azure Dragon Seat was seriously injured by the Ghost Swordsman's sword, and then almost died in his hands. This was an out-and-out confrontation with the Demon Sect.
Judging from the situation, the Ghost Swordsman has already taken refuge in Zhao Chongyin, so it is impossible to recruit him.
"You can only wait until I get out and solve these things."
Zhao Qingmei picked up the food box, sprinkled the red wine in the food as usual, and walked towards the cave.
According to the calculations in the past few days, today's calculation is almost the same. Even if Nan Weiping has the strength of a top master, it will be difficult to eliminate the toxicity of Hongyan Zui.
Soon, we arrived at the cave.
Zhao Qingmei said calmly: "Senior Nan, today's meal is here."
"Yes, what delicious food is today? Bring it over quickly."
Nan Weiping, who was still lying on the ground, suddenly became interested and quickly stood up with a glint in her eyes.
The meals in the past few days made her feel more and more happy, and it seemed that she could not do without the delicious food sent by Zhao Qingmei.
Zhao Qingmei placed the food box in front of Nan Weiping and said: "Pearl emerald white jade soup, bletilla striata pig lung soup, sugar lily water chestnut soup, barbecued deer breast, and a pot of good wine."
"Okay, okay."
Nan Weiping felt her taste buds twitching just by listening to it, and she couldn't wait to open the food box.
Zhao Qingmei quietly looked at Nan Weiping who was devouring her food, without saying a word.
"Why don't you go write your diary and watch me eat?"
Nan Weiping asked while holding the rice in her hand and looking at Zhao Qingmei motionless.
Today's Zhao Qingmei seems a little different from the past.
"Not in a hurry."
Zhao Qingmei's beautiful eyes were as calm as water, and she said: "I'm waiting for Senior Nan to finish eating, and I want to ask a question."
After hearing this, Nan Weiping continued to swallow her food: "If you ask me a question, it depends on my mood."
A rare smile appeared on Zhao Qingmei's lips, "That may not be up to you, Senior Nan."
"What's the meaning?"
Nan Weiping also heard the deep meaning of the words, and the movements in her hands were all paused.
The corners of Zhao Qingmei's mouth raised slightly and she said, "Senior, haven't you noticed it yet?"
Zhao Qingmei was very good-looking, even more so when she smiled, but at this moment Nan Weiping felt a chill in her heart, a cold air rising from her back and rushing straight to Tianling Gai.
"This beauty is intoxicating, colorless and tasteless."
Zhao Qingmei walked slowly and said: "You have been taking it for several days, and now the poison has already invaded your internal organs."
Nan Weiping's eyes were cold and she said calmly: "I am not afraid of death."
Zhao Qingmei looked at Nan Weiping with a smile, her red lips parted slightly: "There are definitely people in this world who are not afraid of death, but I think it's definitely not you, Senior Nan."
If Nan Weiping was really not afraid of death, she would have hanged herself long ago under the torture of this dark and dark Demonic Well. How could she still be alive today?
She is a person who cherishes her life very much
PS: Let’s sort out the outline today.
Chapter 173: The beauty is drunk in the devil's well