After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked forward.
You Zang hurriedly took her hand and said: "Ziyue..."
Han Ziyue turned back in shock and looked at him with her purple eyes.
You Zang hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Actually, I don't want you to leave, so come back to Yedu with me!"
He finally said what was in his heart.
His palms were warm and his eyes were hot, but Han Ziyue didn't know where to go.
She felt indebted to You Zang, but it was definitely not a relationship between a man and a woman. It wasn't that You Zang wasn't good enough, it was just that she already had a crush on him.
When she met Ye Zhenfeng, she had already made up her mind to love only one person in her life. He was her destined person. Even if they broke up, she would never empathize with anyone else again. This was Han Ziyue.
But it was not difficult for her to see that You Zang actually cared about her, which made her feel embarrassed.
If she only owed him a friendship, she could still repay him, but what he wanted was something he couldn't give, and if this continued, it would only make both of them miserable.
She said softly: "You Zang, I will repay you what I owe you. If you have any use for me in the future, I, Han Ziyue, will definitely serve you and will never refuse. But...but I can't meet with you. Yedu, I can’t even accept your intention.”
You Zang's heart trembled, and he let go of her hand. He lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "I...I know. I shouldn't have said it, but I still want to take a gamble."
Han Ziyue said: "You Zang, I know you are good to me. But I can only identify one person in this life. Since I have given my heart to Zhenfeng, even if I leave... I will only be heartbroken and unable to move. Not in love."
You Zang watched her say these words with despair, which made his heart feel painful, as if he had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives.
He reached out and hugged her, and said painfully: "Ziyue, I beg you not to be so heartbroken! I don't dare to hope that I can win your heart. It doesn't matter even if you are thinking about someone else. I just want you." Stay with me, I will take good care of you, protect you, and prevent you from getting hurt again!"
"Hahaha! What an infatuated couple, but it's a pity that they fell in love with the wrong person!"
Suddenly, there was a burst of sinister laughter in the forest.
The two of them were startled and looked for the laughter.
I saw a person walking slowly in the darkness of the forest. The person had the figure of a young man, with a diamond-shaped light sapphire between his eyebrows. His eyes were like daylight. His pupils turned out to be very light blue, and the color was almost white. .
His white hair was flying freely in the wind, and he was wearing a white loose robe and walked slowly in front of the two of them.
Behind him were two beasts crawling on the ground. Those beasts were all wrapped in white bandages. If you look closely, you can see that they are all tall people. These people have dull eyes and are constantly emitting bursts of energy. stench.
Han Ziyue and You Zang were startled and looked at the young man warily.
You Zang said: "Who are you?"
The white robe on the young man's shoulders was flying in the wind, and he smiled and said, "White Dragon Burial."
You Zang and Han Ziyue said in unison: "White Dragon Burial——"
The two of them had never heard of this person's name, but this person exuded a powerful aura of hostility that should not be underestimated.
Han Ziyue could even sense the vague aura of the Ten Gods on that person, and she couldn't help but frown.
She also once felt the breath of another soul in You Zang.
, this power comes from the Heavenly Blue Wolf Fang Pendant worn by You Zang.
However, as the two came into contact, she gradually realized that what You Zang was wearing was not the soul of the ten gods she was looking for. As for whose soul was hidden in the wolf fang pendant, she did not know.
But the strong soul energy emanating from the young man in front of her was absolutely certain that she was the Soul of the Ten Gods she was looking for.
Han Ziyue couldn't help but exclaimed: "You actually have the soul of the Ten Gods in you——"
"The soul of the ten gods?" You Zang was confused and turned to look at Han Ziyue beside him.
Han Ziyue did not look at him, but her eyes showed vigilance, staring intently at the white-robed young man in front of her, and whispered to You Zang: "Be careful, the other person may be a master!"
You Zang moved his eyes away from Han Ziyue and looked at the white-robed young man in front of him. The corners of the young man's mouth were slightly raised, and he was smacking a bit of sarcasm.
He looked at Han Ziyue and said with a smile: "Haha! I didn't expect you to have some knowledge. Since you can see that I have the soul of the Ten Gods in me, could it be that I am a member of the God Clan?"
Han Ziyue narrowed her purple eyes and sneered: "I am a member of the Liuhuo Clan. My Liuhuo Clan has been responsible for collecting the souls of these ten gods for generations. This thing is very important to our God Clan. Please return it to us!"
Bailong Zhan raised his head and laughed and said:
"The souls of the ten gods were broken in ancient times, and they were originally ownerless things. At that time, the gods did not know what they could do and tried to condense the souls of the ten gods to destroy the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord. Unexpectedly, it backfired and ended up perishing together with the twelve demon generals. Destroy."
"The thing on my body was brought out from my mother's womb. I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. It is between my eyebrows. It has been integrated with me for a long time. It belongs to me! You can't even think of taking it from me! "
Han Ziyue said: "Then let's see if I have this ability!"
"Okay! I like your character-"
Bailong Zhan took a few steps back as he spoke, his white robe fluttering in the wind. He waved his slender fingers, and the two monsters following him suddenly let out a low roar, and then a large number of monsters crawled out from behind the woods. .
Only then did Han Ziyue and You Zang remember what these things were. No wonder they looked familiar, but they didn't expect it to be - the Corpse Chief!
You Zang looked at the dense army of corpse chiefs that were constantly crawling towards them, and said to Han Ziyue in confusion: "These things seem to be corpse chiefs. The Demon Emperor used them to deal with the Mietian Organization before. Could it be that this person is also the Demon Emperor?" People?"
Han Ziyue shook her head. You Zang knew that Zhikui was difficult to deal with. These monsters could not be killed at all. In the end, the two of them would only consume the Wuhunling in vain.
He looked coldly at the triumphant White Dragon Burial and asked loudly: "Are you a member of the Demon Emperor? Our wolf tribe has surrendered to the Demon Emperor and is under the protection of the Demon Emperor. I advise you to stop as soon as possible and don't create a giant." wrong!"
Bailongzhan raised his head and laughed loudly, saying: "What the hell is the demon emperor? He can't control me. I, the corpse leader of Bailongzhan, will kill the god when he meets the god, and he will kill the demon emperor when he encounters it, let alone you two." !”
Han Ziyue looked at the white-robed boy very proudly, and could not help but sneer at the corner of her mouth. She raised the long sword, held the hilt with her right hand, and prepared to draw the sword with a murderous aura.
You Zang knew that this battle was inevitable, so he stepped forward and took the lead in killing the corpse leader in front of him.
One of the corpse chiefs moved, and the others launched attacks one after another, quickly attacking the two of them, like evil ghosts attacking their prey, which was very terrifying.
You Zang waved his hand and pulled out a dark blue sword with cold light.
The sword was like an ice soul, with a huge sky-blue gem inlaid on the hilt. Under the agitation of his demonic power, it suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light. This sword slashed down, immediately killing the corpse king who was rushing towards him. split into two.
You Zang moved quickly, like a wild wolf, shuttled left and right among the corpse leaders. The movements of the corpse leaders were already fast enough, but the wolf king was faster than them.
Immediately, the body of the corpse leader was torn into pieces and fell to the ground. The chopped flesh was still squirming, and blood was splattered all around.
Bai Longzhan, who was standing by the side, had a smile on his face, and a terrifying light shone in his white eyes.
I saw that the originally broken limbs were suddenly connected by black threads, making a horrifying creaking sound. Then the severed limbs looked for pieces of flesh with each other and began to connect themselves together.
You Zang frowned and sighed: "These corpse bosses are really unkillable!"
The broken eyebrow on his left eye twitched slightly, and he watched with both eyes as the corpse beside him that he had cut off was put back together again, and then stood up staggeringly from the ground, like a drunken man, unconscious. Approaching them step by step.
Bai Longzang raised his head and laughed loudly: "Ah ha ha ha! The corpse king I refined is unkillable, so you don't have to waste your efforts!"
Who is the young man Bai Longzang in front of him? Why was he able to refine such a powerful army of corpse masters like Qian Huo, a corpse cultivator?
This young man was none other than the third disciple of Corpse Cultivator Qian Huo, and the most outstanding one he had ever accepted in his life.
Corpse Cultivator Thousand Disasters is the most mysterious existence between heaven and earth. He is different from those who cultivate immortals and demons. What he cultivates is corpse cultivation.
There are six paths and five cultivations. The five cultivations are divided into: immortal cultivation, demonic cultivation, ghost cultivation, demon cultivation and corpse cultivation.
The corpse cultivator is the most bitter, dirty, cruel and bloody type in the world.
Legend has it that those who want to become a corpse cultivator must sit on a mountain of corpses and stay with the decaying corpses for several years, smelling the stench and watching the corpses slowly decay until the corpses are completely decomposed and turned into a pile. Until the pile of bones.
During this period, he must understand the secrets of life and death, listen to the complaints and complaints of the resentful souls, and then collect their anger, use his own powerful power to suppress them, absorb them, and use the power of the resentful spirits for his own use.
If you don't have strong concentration and cultivation, and you rashly engage in corpse cultivation, you will eventually be swallowed up by these dead souls and dragged into the underworld, unable to be reincarnated. Therefore, few people in this world are willing to choose corpse cultivation.
Corpse cultivation is different from the other four cultivations of immortal cultivation, demon cultivation, ghost cultivation, and demon cultivation. The qualifications for practicing the four cultivations are very important. Only people with high qualifications can improve their cultivation faster. People with poor qualifications will practice no matter what. It just stagnated and didn't make much sense.
Corpse cultivators, on the other hand, pay more attention to hard work. Even those who practice corpse cultivating have poor qualifications, as long as they endure hardship, endure dirt, and have strong will and determination, they can eventually achieve something. As they accumulate over the years, they There will also be continuous improvement.
It can be said that corpse cultivation is a kind of ascetic practice between heaven and earth. It is difficult for those who have not suffered great suffering and pain to complete it.
Qian Huo had three apprentices in his life, one of them was Granny Huang Quan, the other was Gong Yao, and the last one was the young man in white robe in front of him - Bailong Burial!
These three people have all experienced great suffering and pain in the world, to the point of almost despair.
