"Either kill Xia Qingchen, or reward you to an elder." The Lord of Dark Moon said in a tone that could not be criticized.
The purple-eyed demon girl was in pain, as if being pricked by needles.
On one side is the long-cherished wish that I have been fighting for all my life, and on the other side is the heaviest man in my life.
How does she choose?
"My patience is very limited." After receiving no answer for a long time, the Lord of Dark Moon's voice became cold.
The purple-eyed demon girl whispered: "I...accept the mission!"
She has already made her choice.
"Swallow the corpse brain pill!" The Lord of the Dark Moon said coldly: "Within three months, pick up Xia Qingchen's head to receive the antidote."
If not, the poison will explode and the purple-eyed demon girl will die outside.
Without saying a word, the purple-eyed demon girl opened her mouth and swallowed the most frightening poison in the dark moon!
"Go for it!"
The purple-eyed demon girl stood up, cupped her fists and bowed before resolutely turning around and leaving.
In the house, only the Lord of the Dark Moon and the forgetful saint in the shadow were left.
"I hope she can erase the feelings in her heart." The Lord of Dark Moon sighed quietly.
The purple-eyed enchantress is her favorite and most admired saint, and also the best heir.
She didn't want the purple-eyed demon girl to ruin her future because of love.
The Saint of Forgetfulness came from the shadows. The flickering light made it difficult to see her expression clearly: "She will not come back."
There was a trace of indescribable complexity in her crystal eyes.
Time flies and half a month passes.
Tiannan City was lost and Bai Zhantian died in the battle at the border. This news swept through the three realms like a tornado!
Mortals far away in Zhongyun Realm have heard about it.
Only Xia Qingchen, who lives in Wangchenqiu and has no interest in worldly affairs, knows nothing about this.
this day.
The sky above the hut was filled with black steam, and there was the sound of wolves crying, ghosts howling, and sobbing.
The listener will be upset and confused!
If you don’t see your will, you will still have fear!
And everything was just Xia Qingchen using his star power in the hut!
After a month and a half of hard training, he finally reached the ninth enlightenment of the great star position and stood at the top of the great star position!
For most warriors, their lifelong achievements will stop here.
Xia Qingchen was only twenty years old and had already reached the peak of most warriors' lifetimes!
Inside the house.
He slowly lowered his arms, and all his abundant star power returned to the star spring.
The cries of ghosts in all directions stopped suddenly, and all the ghost energy in the sky dispersed.
"Unfortunately, the ghost energy is not enough, and the soul-catching ghost sounds in the "Ghost Prison Heart Sutra" are not powerful enough." Xia Qingchen felt regretful.
If the ghost energy he obtained was more pure, then the ghost crying sound just now would not only disturb people's minds.
However, being able to obtain those ghostly auras was already due to luck, and Xia Qingchen did not dare to ask for more.
After practicing quietly for a month and a half, Xia Qingchen gained a lot.
After practicing for another month, you should be able to accumulate your cultivation to the peak of the big star position. At that time, you can prepare to break through the small moon position.
Thinking of this, Xia Qingchen took out a golden silkworm cocoon.
This is the butterfly heart of the Yu family. After use, it can improve some cultivation levels, but its most important use is to guide the opportunities of the small moon position.
It is easy to improve your cultivation, but the opportunity in the small moon position is rare.
It should be noted that how many people have been stuck at the pinnacle of the big stars all their lives, unable to make any progress?
While he was looking at it, suddenly, a voice came from outside the door: "Master, there is someone down the mountain who wants to see you. He calls himself an old friend of the guest."
Xia Qingchen let go of her butterfly heart and said calmly: "Let him come up."
Not long after, a pale-faced old man walked up to the thatched cottage cautiously. He bowed deeply and said, "Disciple, I have no regrets. Please see the teacher."
It turns out that the person who came was Yao Bu Hui, the King of Medicine.
Xia Qingchen sat in the hut and said without looking back: "So it's you, is there something wrong?"
Yao Buhui should be in Liangzhou City at the moment.
Yao Buhui bowed his waist and said sadly: "Teacher, Southern Xinjiang has fallen!"
Xia Qingchen rubbed Butterfly's heart, her expression as calm as water, without any ripples: "Oh."
Yao Buhui was stunned. Is that the teacher's reaction?
Back then, for the sake of an inch of mountains and rivers, the teacher could lead the Purple Heavenly Regiment to hunt down a million-strong army thousands of miles away!
Now that the entire southern Xinjiang and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers have been lost, he is indifferent?
"Teacher, Lou Nan's army has swallowed up thousands of miles of mountains and rivers like tigers, and Liangjing is in danger." Yao Buhui bowed his waist deeper: "Disciple, I sincerely ask teacher to come out and save Liangjing."
He firmly believes that the only person in the world who can save Liangjing is Xia Qingchen!
As long as he is willing to come out of the mountain and raise his arms, he can inspire the morale of the army in Liangjing, drive out the barbarians, and restore the mountains and rivers!
Xia Qingchen slowly closed his eyes and said calmly: "My heart has become so famous, I have forgotten the world, and I don't care about the sorrows and joys of the world. You can go back."
He has decided not to care about worldly affairs and concentrate on cultivation.
How cool the environment is has nothing to do with him.
"teacher!"
"see a visitor out!"
The strong man stood in front of Yao Buhui: "Sir, please meditate!"
Yao Buhui looked old and shouted with sadness: "Teacher, do you really not care about our situation?"
Xia Qingchen remained silent.
He had taken care of it before, but what ended up happening?
It’s not that I don’t care, it’s that I can’t afford to care and I don’t want to care anymore.
After receiving a silent answer, Yao Buhui seemed to have aged more than ten years, bending over and staggering down the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain.
Jun Qiye and Saturday Fang were all waiting silently.
"Isn't he willing to come out?" Looking at Yao Buhui's face, Jun Qiye knew that Yao Buhui failed to invite Xia Qingchen.
Yao Buhui shook his head: "Teacher doesn't care about worldly affairs."
Don’t you care about worldly affairs?
There was a hint of bitterness in the corner of Saturday Fang's mouth: "I'm just too tired, so I don't want to ask anymore."
Jun Qiye held his bamboo hat and was silent for a long time. Suddenly he took a long breath and shouted loudly: "Jun Qiye, please come out of the mountain, God of War!"
The shouts of the middle moon shook the sky and the earth.
Under the strong sound waves, the bamboo forest all over the mountain shook, and the bamboo leaves flew and fell.
The sound reaches directly into the hut!
Xia Qingchen waved his hand and closed the doors and windows, blocking out the shouts!
"Ask the God of War to come out!"
However, another voice roared out.
That was Liu Fang. He and Jun Qiye stood at the foot of the mountain and shouted.
The voices of the two mid-moon figures merged together, penetrated the doors and windows, and reached Xia Qingchen's ears.
The star power in Xia Qingchen's body circulated and covered the body surface, completely isolating the sound of shouting.
"Ask the God of War to come out!"
However, there was still a sound.
Moreover, it is becoming more and more intense, more and more passionate, and more and more majestic!
"Ask the God of War to come out!"
"Please ask the God of War..."
"please……"
The same voice is echoing throughout the universe.
The thatched huts shook, the bamboo forest trembled, and countless green leaves danced wildly.
As a result, Xia Qingchen's star power was unable to withstand it and was broken through forcefully.
Xia Qingchen stood up, jumped into the sky above the bamboo forest, and looked down at the foot of the mountain. His pupils shrank slightly.
But in the dark night, there was a fire dragon lined up along the ridge of Baili Mountain.
There were tens of thousands of people in Liangjing, each holding a torch, standing at the foot of Wangchen Hill.
The white snow covered their shoulders and soaked their black hair, but it could not hide the persistent faces. (Updated at 5 tomorrow night)