"It turns out that he is a disciple of Jixia Academy's Great Jijiu. He is fourth on the list. No wonder he has such strength."
Cui Qiuyuan is the Grand Master of the Earth Ranking. Although he disdains to pay attention to the Human Ranking, he still hears about the top ten people ranked in the Ranking of Heaven. After all, these people are the ones who can become the Grand Master in the future, and the promising generation of the Earth Ranking. , and his origin and background are all good.
In addition, Cui Qiuyuan did not have too much doubt about Ye Qing's words. At such a young age, with such strength and means, he must be one of the top five in the ranking.
And those people are proud people and should disdain fraud.
But immediately, Cui Qiuyuan snorted again and said disdainfully: "But, so what if you are a disciple of Jixia Academy's Grand Ceremony? Isn't it true that I have never killed a disciple of a saint?"
"But to be honest, I have never killed one of the top five most favored men in the world. It would be very interesting to sew you into a corpse spirit, what do you think?"
"If you want to sew me into a corpse spirit, do you have the ability? I'm looking forward to it!" Ye Qing imitated the tone of Chu Wangsun and said proudly.
"Jiejie... don't worry, I won't keep you waiting too long. I keep my word."
Cui Qiuyuan smiled strangely, and under the protection of Immortal Feng Yu, he suddenly disappeared. Only a voice came from far away: "Prince Chu, please don't die. I will come to you soon."
"I am waiting!"
Ye Qing put his hands behind his hands and responded. He was relieved, a little disappointed, but at the same time a little proud.
He breathed a sigh of relief, naturally because he successfully fought off Cui Qiuyuan;
Disappointment, because he almost killed the other party, but unfortunately, it was just a little bit short.
He was proud of it, of course because he, a little person who was not even a master, almost killed the forty-fourth corpse stitcher on the Earth Ranking. Although he was suspected of taking advantage of the situation, he was still proud enough to tell the truth. This is shocking.
It's a pity that the horror of this matter can only rot in her stomach. After all, Cui Qiuyuan is still alive.
As for fear, he was not worried that Cui Qiuyuan would come to trouble him. The person who killed Cui Qiuyuan was Chu Wangsun. What did he have to do with Ye Qing?
Moreover, what he said to Cui Qiuyuan before was true to his heart. Now he can make Cui Qiuyuan panic like a lost dog. When he becomes a master, he will have the confidence to compete with him.
"Young Master Ye...are you okay?!"
At this time, Shangguan Hongjin and Tufuzi came over from a distance.
"Why are you here?" Ye Qing asked in confusion. When he turned around, his appearance had returned.
"I owe you my life. How can I leave alone before I return my life to you?" Shangguan Hongjin said, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, thank you for your concern." Ye Qing thanked him. He really didn't expect that in this situation, Shangguan Hongjin and Tufuzi didn't leave, but chased after them. It was really beyond his expectation.
"What happened here? We just felt a terrible breath fluctuation, and there are these corpses. Is there someone fighting here?" Tufuzi looked at the surrounding situation and licked his lips. There was only the residual breath. It made him a little frightened.
"Well, it was a master master who wanted to suppress the headless saint and had a battle with the headless saint. These were the results of their fight."
Ye Qing concealed the identity of the coroner Cui Qiuyuan, and also concealed his sneak attack on Cui Qiuyuan, saying vaguely: "Later, both sides suffered losses, the headless saint was suppressed, and the grandmaster was also seriously injured, and he may have noticed my The breath has no choice but to leave.”
"Really? Why did I seem to hear the name of King Chu's grandson just now?" Shangguan Hongjin asked doubtfully.
"The Prince of Chu? Mr. Jiu? You may have heard wrong." Ye Qing denied that he didn't know the Prince of Chu or anything like that.
"Bang bang bang..."
Suddenly, the black coffin beside it trembled.
Ye Qing looked over and saw the little guy standing on the black coffin, whining, while the black coffin was trembling slightly.
Slowly, the black coffin trembled more and more violently.
"You leave first, hurry up."
Ye Qing's expression changed slightly. It was obvious that as Cui Qiuyuan left and no one was in charge, the black coffin's suppressive power on the headless saint weakened, and the headless saint began to revive again.
But it was too late, before the words could be spoken, the black coffin cracked like porcelain with countless cracks, and then exploded.
A terrifying aura swept through the world, and the headless saint reappeared.
Shangguan Hongjin and Tufuzi's bodies were stiff and they found it difficult to breathe.
Ye Qing was okay, but he still felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.
At this time, although the aura of the headless saint is not as deep as the ocean before, it is still extremely terrifying. Dark blood is flowing all over his body, blood is dripping, and a cold, dead breath is permeating the ground.
freeze.
"Woooo..."
At this time, the little guy landed directly on the headless saint's shoulder, whining with a sad voice.
"brat……"
Ye Qing took a step forward, fearing that the headless saint would hurt the little guy.
Although the headless saint may be the little guy's master, he is dead now, so it is hard to say that it will not be detrimental to the little guy.
"Buzz..."
But as soon as he took a step, the headless saint suddenly faced him, terrible pressure swept out, and the situation changed.
"Woooo..."
On the shoulder, the little guy screamed twice urgently, as if calling the headless saint, and as if asking the headless saint not to hurt him.
At the call of the little guy, the breath of the headless saint slowly converged, and he seemed to tilt his head slightly, stretched out his palm, hesitantly and slowly landed on the top of the little guy's head, stroking it gently.
The little guy also squinted his eyes and sat on the shoulders of the headless saint, with his legs hanging down and his face full of happiness.
A little weirdo, a headless saint, what was originally an extremely weird and horrifying scene is now indescribably warm and beautiful.
It's as if, a long time ago, under the setting sun, in the wind and rain, the little guy sat on that person's shoulder like this, traveling across thousands of mountains and rivers, always watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.
As if three or five breaths had passed, or as if thousands of years had passed, the headless saint gently picked up the little guy on his shoulders and slowly handed him to Ye Qing.
Ye Qing was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly reached out to take it, and promised: "Senior, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of the little guy."
"In addition, I will definitely help you, senior, to get your head back."
It is both a commitment and a determination.
The little guy is his friend, so he will definitely take good care of him;
The headless saint is the little guy's former owner. Even for the little guy, he hopes to find the head of the headless saint and fulfill his wish.
The headless saint stroked the little guy a few more times, seeming reluctant to let go. But at this moment, the headless saint suddenly raised his hand and struck Ye Qing with lightning speed.
No one expected that the headless saint would suddenly take action.
Shangguan Hongjin didn't expect it, Tufuzi didn't expect it, and even Ye Qing didn't expect it.
So, by the time they reacted, the headless saint's hand was already pressed between Ye Qing's eyebrows.
