Qiu Leng held a dagger in his hand and sat alone on a cliff. Behind him was Qiu Qianqian who had not yet woken up.
The cold wind in the morning blew across his face, and the hair hanging in the corners of his eyes swayed in the wind. He placed the dagger horizontally in front of him and looked at the panicked eyes in the blade.
He didn't know how to face Qiu Qianqian when she woke up, what to say, or even a small movement. He hadn't thought about these.
Qiu Leng put away the dagger, looked at the dawn on the horizon, and said sadly: "Qianqian, you really know how to..."
Before he could say the word "forgive", he already noticed that Qiu Qianqian behind him had woken up, which forced him to keep silent. He didn't want others to see his fragile side, especially in front of his relatives.
Just when he was upset, a pair of fair and slender arms slipped from his back and shoulders. Qiu Qianqian, whose face was covered by a veil, asked softly: "What are you thinking about?"
Qiu Leng was shocked, but only for a moment, and asked, "Qianqian, don't you hate me?"
As soon as he said this, Qiu Qianqian retracted his arm, pinched his neck with both hands, and teased with a smile: "Do you think I can strangle you to death?"
"If you want to strangle me, a demigod, to death in the tenth realm, you are the only one in this world who can do it." Qiu Leng turned to look at her, showing an unprecedented smile. He patted the open space beside him with his palm and said, "Come on. , watch the sunrise together.”
Qiu Qianqian sat next to him, holding her chin with both hands, looking at Qiu Leng with a smile, and then turned her gaze to the distant red clouds.
"Qianqian, when you were born, I was only five years old. At that time, I didn't understand what cultivation was or why I should practice. It wasn't until I watched you being taken away that I understood the power of power. importance."
"Since then, I have been living with loneliness all day long. After fifteen years, I became the demigod I am now, just to find you home and make up for my childhood mistakes."
"But just a few days ago, I almost forced you to death." Qiu Leng said with moist eyes: "Qianqian, you have grown up. There are some things that I shouldn't care about you anymore. Just do whatever you want. Come on, big brother won’t stop you anymore.”
After listening to Qiu Leng's words, Qiu Qianqian sat there quietly without saying a word, the red clouds on the horizon gradually becoming blurry, and tears welling up in her eyes.
Zhuliu Mountains
There are many stone gates in the underground palace, with thousands of them. In order to avoid being chased by the disciples of the Ghost Sect, Pei Yuan and Xiao Hai had no choice but to hide in one of the stone gates.
Pei Yuan put Zi Yang aside, breathing heavily, and said excitedly: "This spiritual source stone is not easy to grab. If we hadn't run fast, we would have been surrounded by those from the Ghost Sect."
"You still said! If you hadn't snatched their spiritual source stone, why would they have hunted us down?" Xiao Hai pointed at him, with a look of displeasure on his face.
Pei Yuan didn't have a spiritual source bag yet. When he saw that the disciples of the Ghost Sect had obtained a large number of spiritual source stones in a stone door, he couldn't help but grab them.
He never thought that all the other Shimen were disciples of the Ghost Sect. Seeing that something was not going well, he had no choice but to run away with Xiaohai.
Fortunately, there were many stone gates in the underground palace, so he and Xiao Hai found one at random to take shelter from the limelight. For a while, even the disciples of the Ghost Sect could not find it, which barely gave him some time to rest.
Pei Yuan said with a smile on his face: "I didn't know there were so many people here. Even if we return the spiritual source stone to them now, they won't give up."
"Besides, the underground palace is so big, they won't get together to search every stone door. As long as they are separated, we will have a chance to escape."
Xiao Hai suddenly said: "You are right. If they guard the exit of the underground palace, will we be trapped here for the rest of our lives?"
Pei Yuan looked stunned, obviously he had not thought of this. There were so many people in the Ghost Sect, and once they were asked to guard the exit, he really couldn't escape.
"It's okay! As long as he is here, we can't die." Pei Yuan thought about it, and when he saw Zi Yang lying on the ground, he thought of a way to break the deadlock.
He pointed at the unconscious Zi Yang and said, "He has an unusual relationship with that woman named Qiu Qianqian. Now that he is in our hands, this is the best bargaining chip."
Xiao Hai blinked his big eyes, shook his head and said, "I don't understand."
Pei Yuan explained seriously: "Qiu Qianqian has no power to save us, but that man named Qiu Leng is not an ordinary person. As long as he is willing to take action, we will be able to survive. If Ziyang dies, Qiu Qianqian will not survive. , this is not what Qiu Leng wants to see."
"So, we are safest only if we are with him."
Xiao Hai shook his head and said nothing.
"Why am I here? What kind of place is this?" Ziyang sat up with pain all over his body, looked at Pei Yuan with confusion, and then turned his eyes to Xiaohai.
When the two saw that he was awake, Pei Yuan held one of his hands and Xiao Hai held the other, both of them had smiles on their faces.
Zi Yang smiled and asked: "Don't just look at me, talk, where are we?"
Xiao Hai glanced at Pei Yuan and said nothing.
Zi Yang stared at Pei Yuan and asked, "What's wrong?"
Pei Yuan paused and said truthfully: "I snatched the Spiritual Source Stone from the Ghost Gate. They chased me with no way out, so I had to take you to hide in this stone gate. But don't worry, there are many stone gates in the underground palace. They It’s hard to find us.”
"How much did you steal?" The reason why Zi Yang asked this was because he felt that Pei Yuan didn't look like a person who was blind to money. How could he steal the spiritual source stone from the Ghost Sect?
Pei Yuan looked a little unnatural and said: "Ten... one hundred thousand."
Zi Yang opened his mouth slightly and froze on the spot, then looked at him in disbelief and said: "One hundred thousand Spiritual Origin Stones, those are one hundred Holy Origin Stones. No wonder you took the risk and risked offending the ghost sect. Rob."
"That's right! Why did you steal so many spiritual source stones?"
Pei Yuan said awkwardly: "I have always been short of a Lingxuan bag. I can't keep everything in the basin. So, I robbed them of 100,000 Lingxuan stones in exchange for a Lingxuan bag."
As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps sounded outside the stone door.
"Search carefully, one by one. We must not let that kid escape." After the leader of the Ghost Sect disciples finished speaking, more than a dozen of the Ghost Sect disciples behind him pushed open the stone doors and searched one by one.
In order to prevent being surrounded by the disciples of the Ghost Sect, Pei Yuan kicked open the stone door, and Zi Yang picked up Xiao Hai and ran away.
"Hurry up! Chase quickly! Where are they? Don't let them escape!" The leader of the Ghost Sect disciples shouted loudly. When he shouted, disciples searching other tunnels in the underground palace rushed over.
For a time, shouts were heard in the tunnels from all directions, and a large number of black shadows even appeared in some tunnels.
There are many roads in the underground palace. Ziyang carried Xiaohai on his back to find a tunnel without shouting, and then ran forward desperately until the shouting behind him gradually disappeared.
Ziyang stood there breathing heavily, and Xiaohai suddenly said: "He is gone."
"Who is missing?" Zi Yang said casually and immediately looked around. He and Xiao Hai were the only two people in the dark tunnel, and Pei Yuan escaped to nowhere.
"Did they catch Pei Yuan?" Zi Yang slowly looked at Xiao Hai on his back.
"Hurry up! Hurry up!"
Tap tap tap! Tap tap tap!
There were many dark figures running past the entrance of the tunnel, and Ziyang quickly pushed open the stone door beside him and hid inside.
On the other side, Pei Yuan, who had run away from Zi Yang, had hundreds of ghost disciples gathered behind him, chasing him closely.
"Stop chasing! Stop chasing! It's true! If I had known better, I wouldn't have grabbed these spiritual source stones." Pei Yuan regretted a little, why he had snatched their spiritual source stones when his brain got hot.
It's better now, being chased all the way by the ghost sect, making me look like a rat crossing the street, unable to even find a place to hide.
As Pei Yuan was running, the ground suddenly collapsed under his feet, and he disappeared completely on the spot. After that, the collapsed ground came together again, no different from before.
Pei Yuan, who disappeared out of thin air, had been falling in the abyss for an unknown amount of time until he fell into a secret room, and the thick dust on the ground was shaken and scattered.
"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough." Pei Yuan waved his palms back and forth to disperse the dust in front of him.
The entire secret room was surrounded by walls. There was only a bald man sitting on a futon, meditating. There was a thick layer of dust on the man's shoulders, clothes, ears, head, eyebrows, etc.
Pei Yuan's arrival did not affect him at all. Originally, Pei Yuan thought he was a dead man. When he took a closer look, he found that the man suddenly opened his eyes, and he was so frightened that he took a few steps back.
"You...you...who are you?" Pei Yuan secretly looked at the man who had not yet stood up.
Dust scattered on the man's body, he slowly turned around, looked at Pei Yuan, and said, "Pei Yuan, don't you even remember me?"
"You?" After Pei Yuan saw the man's face clearly, a vague face suddenly flashed in his mind. It was the only memory he had from his childhood. Although it was a little blurry, he was sure that the person in his mind was the same as The man in front of me is the same person.
"Zhuliu Feng, the world calls me the 'World-killing Mad God'." Zhuliu Feng introduced himself with a smile.
Pei Yuan's face changed with shock, he held his head in his hands and leaned against the corner, his body curled up involuntarily, and he said in a daze: "Zhuliu Crazy, Zhuliu Crazy, who is Zhuliu Crazy? And who am I?"
Zhuliu Feng stood up, walked to Pei Yuan, half-crouched and stretched out a hand to him, saying kindly: "Child, come on, get up, I'll tell you the answer."
"Zhuliu crazy, Zhuliu crazy..." Pei Yuan did not dare to stretch out his hand, and still repeated the three words "Zhuliu crazy" in his mouth, as if these three words to him were like the words hidden in the deepest part of his heart. Fear in general.
"Sea of blood! Sea of blood! Crazy Zhuliu... Sea of blood, many people died." Pei Yuan held his head tightly with both hands, his body trembling constantly.
He thought of a person, a person who killed without blinking an eye, a person who was the enemy of the whole world, a person who stood in the sea of corpses and roared. . . . . .
And that person's name seems to be Zhuliu Feng.
