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 achieved without her having to sacrifice her wish at all.
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, as the saying goes, the evil god likes people who have unrealistic desires the most.
The beauty in the mirror that 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 still real and can be firmly grasped in her hands and controlled by her.
But right now...what is this?
Just to hold on to the disintegrating divine mind, she almost used all her strength.
Qin Lou looked at her daughter almost in despair. When she saw the indifferent and aloof dark golden twins, 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 is most clearly aware of the pain of its believers, and finds pleasure and deliciousness in it.
Perhaps Qin Lou's reaction at this moment pleased it, 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 and looking very well-behaved:
"If Lord Evil God is hungry, I am willing to help. You don't have to trouble Lord Evil God to seduce you. I can provide faith to Lord Evil God."
He smiled harmlessly: "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, froze and his 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 Why do you let the ghosts attached to other immortals go unchecked?"
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'Qin Muqing' didn't say anything, but there was a chill brewing in the 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, Mr. Evil God, means the greater the wish he can make to you. Unless, Mr. Evil God, you can eat all the karma in his body into your body without being picky about food, otherwise you will be forever in this life. Give him a wish without asking for money.
It's pitiful that the mighty True Ancestor Evil God would be threatened by a young boy. "
Hairy boy...
Balian looked at Jiujiu's indifferent face, and 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 uncontrollable look of disgust towards Ninety-Nine: "I don't need you to remind me."
Jiujiu seemed not to notice the hostility from the evil god, and said with his usual expression:
"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. "
"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 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 the power of my evil god 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 so powerful? Even if you have such crazy and unrealistic terrible desires, you are still as calm as 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 World 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.”
Hearing this, Fang Geyu's face instantly turned cold and he looked sharply at Jiujiu.
Jiujiu's expression remained unchanged, he shook his head and said calmly: "The game between black and white is too monotonous, and I am 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 you gain in this world has to be paid for. I think no one understands this better than Mr. Evil God. I did not make a wish to you.
But I can let Master Evil God go free, and use all the immortals as bait to prepare such a gluttonous feast. Isn’t it worth it for Master 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. !”
"But the master never said that this is not allowed, right?"
Ninety-nine looked indifferent, and the dark boy looked at Fang Geyu with a deep look.
Suddenly, she smiled softly. The corners of her brows and eyes were originally as cold and indifferent as 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 dimmed instantly.
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 with the sword as the center, 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 has also disappeared, and he glanced at the sword indifferently.
It is impossible for Xue Fu to create the self-aware doll 'Ying Huo' without any fallback. Back then, she had already had the will to die. She was still young, so 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, but 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. .
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 the cheek bloody and sad.
She looked at Fang Geyu, who had an ugly and cold face, and slowly raised her eyes, as if she felt 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 looked at Fang Geyu. Her expression was indifferent, exuding a deep chill.
Her right hand was still suspended in mid-air. 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 tilted 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, Bai Lian 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.
Bai Li'an 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 to wipe your face in advance." Son?"
Jiujiu's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were filled with a clear and indifferent 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 were 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 flowing runes 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, one hand pushed Fang Geyu away steadily.
Holding Minkun's hand, there was a thunderous sound, and a terrifying ripple of light rose up, like a waterfall rushing against the current!
The end that was as blunt as a heavy hammer suddenly rose upwards.
Under the cold light flowing in the space, a smooth 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. 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 eyes widened, and Ninety-nine's cold voice 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 Bailian's arms.
She hummed softly: "But it's all in vain."
The fingers that rested on Min Kun pressed down gently, and Min Kun suddenly burst out with the divine light weapon patterns that actively protected the Lord.
But the brightness bloomed only for a moment, and was suppressed by the terrifying finger force, suddenly extinguishing the silence.
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 helplessly.
In the interlacing of talisman lights, Bailian saw that Jiujiu's dark eyes were still cold and devoid of any emotion.
Then his throat was grabbed by her cold hands, and his feet were lifted up in the air.
