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 people in the city who are most suitable to make a wish.
It was not difficult for Qin Lou to guess what kind of wish Qin Muqing would make when he got the heart-burning leaf.
And such a wish can be realized 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 says, the evil god likes those people who are greedy for unrealistic desires.
The beauty 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 mean?
Just to hold on to the disintegrating divine mind, she almost spent all her strength.
Qin Lou looked at her daughter almost in despair. When she saw those cold and aloof dark golden eyes, her heart burned, and she realized that collapse was so painful.
As for the evil god, 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, and a smile slowly appeared on 'Qin Muqing''s face: "People need faith because of despair, and at this moment, I am your faith."
Jiujiu 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, looking very well-behaved:
"If Lord Evil God is hungry, I am willing to help. You don't have to bother Lord Evil God to seduce you. I can provide faith to Lord Evil God."
He smiled harmlessly: "As many as you want, as many as you want."
Then the Evil God must be able to eat it.
'Qin Muqing', who smiled happily because of Qin Lou's painful emotions, stiffened and her 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 the desires of the immortals in the city are my food."
The smile on Bailian's face remained unchanged, he tapped his palm and said: "In this world, Lord Evil God is not the only greedy person, so why do you think I only removed the ghosts on the Beichen immortals in the city, and then
Are you letting the ghosts attached to other immortals go unchecked?"
'Qin Muqing' did not speak, but there was a cold ice brewing in her dark golden eyes.
Jiujiu seemed to remind him very thoughtfully: "This boy is not worried that your desire spirit body will continue to grow, or in other words, his behavior is like raising you, Lord Evil God, like a fish.
The stronger your ability, Lord Evil God, means the greater the wish he can make to you. Unless, Lord Evil God, you can eat all the karma in his body into your body without being picky about food, otherwise you will never die in this life.
Give him your wish without asking for money.
It's pitiful that the evil god, the true ancestor of the generation, would be threatened by a young boy."
Hairy boy...
Balian looked at Jiujiu's indifferent face, his mood was a little subtle.
"Qin Muqing's" face was gloomy. Although the lineup seemed to be consistent at the moment, there was 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, and looked as usual as 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: "Are you threatening me?"
Jiujiu said calmly: "I never threaten people, this is just the truth."
'Qin Muqing' sneered and said: "Perhaps you are right. I broke out of the prison. This corpse demon boy has dark karma that does not match his age. I think it was Xue Fu's back-up move that left him in this world.
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"Then Lord 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. How many times can this body of karma withstand the consumption?
When I eat up all the six realms of human life and eat up all the gods and demons, how can I not bear the pain of the backlash from his karma?"
‘Qin Muqing’ sneered: “Even though there are loopholes in my rules, it’s not enough to ruin me.”
"Ying Huo Jiujiu, I know what you are planning in your heart. You are clearly an unintentional puppet. The desires and ambitions born out of it are really terrifying. Everything in the world is trying to avoid me, for fear of being ruined.
You are the only one who is not afraid of taboos, but you want to swallow up my evil god's power 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 powerful? Even if you have such crazy and unrealistic terrible desires, you are still 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 participated in your chess game, so who wants to feed me more or you want to feed me more?"
, I naturally know it in my heart.”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hearing this, Fang Geyu's face instantly turned cold and he looked at Jiujiu sharply.
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 Mr. Evil God be so angry? Everything in this world comes at a price. I think no one understands this better than Mr. Evil God. I did not make a wish to you.
But I can let Lord Evil God free, and use the common people and immortals as bait to prepare such a gluttonous feast. Isn’t it worth it for Lord Evil God to enter the game for me?"
"You are honest." 'Qin Muqing' 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."
"But my mother-in-law has never given such an order!"
Fang Geyu suddenly interrupted sharply: "My grandma's mission is to suppress the evil god for thousands of years. The original intention of creating the puppet mecha is also to protect Shifang City and protect mankind, and it is definitely not to let you act recklessly here and covet the power of the evil god.
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"But the master never said that this is not allowed, right?"
Jiujiu looked at Fang Geyu with an indifferent expression, and his dark pupils were as deep as a ghost.
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 get angry and waste your emotions wantonly?"
Fang Geyu's eyes instantly darkened.
Jiujiu continued to smile: "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 he wanted to say something, but in the end...
There was a soft sneer.
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 centered on the sword, the flowing talisman lights seemed to be cut off, making it difficult to connect.
All the complicated emotions in Fang Geyu's eyes were gone, and his eyes were extremely cold: "Do you really think that no one can deal with you?"
The smile on Ninety-Nine's face had also disappeared, and he lightly lowered his eyes and glanced at the sword.
It is impossible for Xue Fu to create the self-aware doll 'Ying Huo' without any backup plan. Back then, she had already had the will to die. She was still young and she hid a magic talisman in the Shifang Sword, which contained the power to destroy the heart of Ying Huo's furnace.
strength.
Both she and Fang Geyu knew this as early as 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. Fang Geyu was forced to take two steps back in shock, and his hand was forced to let go of the Shifang Sword.
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Jiujiu unceremoniously pulled out the Shifang Sword and stroked the sword's body with her slender 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 her beautiful face.
Blood dripped intermittently along her graceful chin, and the blood color was meandering, making her cheek bloody and sad.
She looked at Fang Geyu, who had an ugly and cold face, and slowly raised her eyes, seeming to feel a little bored: "That's right, after all, you won't be able to do anything to such a face."
"Snapped!"
A crisp slap sounded in everyone's ears.
Everyone's eyes were turned towards Fang Geyu. Her expression was cold and exuding a chill.
Her right hand was still suspended in mid-air, and 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 turned to one side, and blood was flowing from the slender mouth.
Because of that slap, the wound cracked 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.
Balian 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, Balian could still feel the trembling and vibrating wrist bones under her thin and tight skin, as if she was trying her best to hold back something.
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 Balian very calmly and asked politely: "Do you have any extra handkerchiefs?"
Although Yinghuo Doll has the ability to heal itself, the Shifang Sword is indeed a sharp weapon that can destroy her.
If you are injured by this sword, the wound will not heal easily.
Bailian was angry that Jiujiu used Fang Geyu's deceased mother to attack her. In response to her question, he just frowned and said: "When you cut your face, you didn't prepare a handkerchief for your face in advance."
Son?"
Jiujiu's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were filled with a faint smile: "You are worried about me."
Balian's brows deepened.
Jiujiu said again: "That's fine, 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 runes flowing on the huge crystal surface hit her face. Although the skin reflected by the blood was still beautiful, it had a gloomy temperament for no reason.
Like a ghost in July and a half.
Jiujiu breathed out slowly, his eyes boring: "Forget it, that's it..."
As soon as the cold and melodious final notes fell, the place where Ninety-Nine stood turned into an afterimage, leaving only a few twisted and cold rays of light that continued to refract in the afterimage.
At this moment, all the sounds in this space seemed to fall into silence.
A chill suddenly rose up in Bai Lian's head. He seemed to have noticed something. With his eyes focused deeply, he already pushed Fang Geyu away steadily with one hand.
Holding Minkun's hand, there was a sound of thunder, and a terrifying ripple of light rose up, like a waterfall rushing against the current!
The end, which was as blunt as a heavy hammer, suddenly rose upwards.
Under the cold light flowing in the space, a graceful and graceful finger tapped lightly on 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 holding Minkun exploded into ashes 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 the cold voice of Ninety-Nine came to his ears.
"It has only been half a month since I last saw you, and you have already broken through to the realm of Heshen. No wonder you can take over my finger."
Obviously, the original intention of Jiujiu's attack this time was to cripple one of Balian's arms.
She hummed softly: "But it's all in vain."
The fingers that were resting on Min Kun gently pressed down, and Min Kun suddenly burst out with the divine light weapon pattern of actively protecting the Lord.
But the brightness only bloomed for a moment before it was suppressed by the terrifying finger force, and the silence was suddenly extinguished.
Balian felt as if the bones of his entire arm were being crushed inch by inch, and bright red blood rushed out from the cracked marks.
The arm holding Minkun was completely suppressed and drooped with no strength.
In the interplay of talisman lights, Bailian saw that Jiujiu's dark eyes were still cold and devoid of any emotion.
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