Injuries that do not contain spiritual power are just a trivial matter that can be healed with a wave of hands to a monk.
But Qian Yangzhen could not use his spiritual power to heal the bleeding and bright red wound on his neck.
That beautiful face no longer exists because of a vivid and terrifying scar.
Everyone was stunned.
No one knows why Xuan Sheng is crazy.
Chitong's announcement was just a faint glance at Qian Yangzhen, "The only direct descendants of the Qian family are you and Qian Yangyu. Someone in your Qian family has long begged me to kill you. He, or they, will be the head of the Qian family."
"And I will be their master."
Qian Yangzhen's pupils were trembling, his lips were white, and his beautiful eyebrows were frowning.
Just like a phoenix suffering the loss of its feathers and wings, it is unwilling and painful.
This charming lady thought of the day when the direct descendant of the Qian family would die. I thought of Qian Yangfeng's unwilling and angry eyes before he died, of the family head and father humbly begging for mercy and running away in fear when facing Xuan Sheng butcher's knife, and of their ridiculous and pitiful behavior at the moment of death...
I thought of the days when I was alone, wandering around this devil.
The reason for living in this world is out of unwillingness; the reason for forcing a smile is because he is afraid that Xuan Sheng will continue to massacre the Qian family monks.
What supports her is her identity and responsibility as the legitimate daughter of the Qian family, as well as the sense of mission that her identity brings.
She also thought about the dirty and dirty Qian family, but she just didn't want to face it.
"What you care about about the Qian family and the monks of the Qian family is their own glory and wealth. The obsession in your heart is nothing but sentimentality in the eyes of others." Xuansheng walked towards Qian Yangzhen and touched her gently face.
The sword wound that split horizontally from the right corner of his mouth and extended to his earlobe, under Xuan Sheng's hands, quietly recovered as before, like a cloud rubbing against a falling leaf.
Xuansheng looked at Qian Yangzhen lovingly, "You can feel it, this is ancient spiritual power. My ancient spiritual power. It can calm your mind, have a good sleep. Forget those trivial things..."
Hatred for Xuan Sheng's cruelty and resentment for Xuan Sheng's massacre of his tribe.
At this time, the scorching sun dispersed like melting snow.
It felt like water was flowing in my heart.
Like the stream in summer, it relieves the boredom.
Like a winter hot spring, isolated from the coldness of the outside world.
The best is like water. ..o
In Qian Yangzhen's eyes, the declaration at this moment was the highest good.
"This is... ancient spiritual power?... So warm..." Qian Yangzhen felt his consciousness gradually blurring.
In the warmth, Qian Yangzhen gradually forgets the past conflicts with the Xiao family, and the grief and resentment of the death of his relatives.
The depression in my heart was like foam coming out of a fish's mouth, rising and then suddenly breaking away.
Qian Yangzhen fell asleep in Xuan Sheng's arms, his white cotton-like face like a full moon, emitting a soft light.
Xuansheng's soft eyes suddenly turned cold.
All the pretense just now was the ruthlessness of an actor. Just a play.
While Qian Yangzhen was sleeping, he seemed to feel the change in Xuan Sheng's voice and frowned slightly.
As a last resort, Xuansheng touched Qian Yangzhen's forehead with his hand and continued to mobilize the ancient spiritual power to calm his nerves.
In the shadows, a wolf hunched up behind Xuan Sheng.
"Xuan kill..." Xuan Sheng shouted.
The killing response is "Yes. My Lord."
"Take her down. Let her have a good sleep. Don't worry about waking her up, but don't stare at her." Xuansheng ordered.
Xuan Sha glanced at Qian Yangzhen, nodded, hugged Qian Yangzhen and retreated.
"You attach great importance to her and do not hesitate to use a large amount of ancient spiritual power to calm her nerves. Your aura is a little fluctuating." Huang Wupei commented lightly.
Xuan Sheng nodded, "Of course. Those side branches of the Qian family only want wealth, have no ability and are greedy for wealth, are short-sighted and self-righteous. To manage them, it is better to use Qian Yangzhen."
"But you, you just humiliated her and almost ruined such a beautiful face! Do you think you can make her listen to you just by comforting her?!" Yang Sifang asked in annoyance and disbelief.
Xuan Sheng smiled politely, "Girl, I'm not stupid."
"The monks in the world only think
, Buddha is a wise man, an enlightened one, and a great wisdom! The devil is just suffering and temptation! It is the representative of all darkness. "
"They are wrong. Demons are also wisdom. The Great Demon is the Great Enlightened One and the Great Wisdom!"
"The heavier the obsession in people's hearts, the greater the change after removing it. Qian Yangzhen is dedicated to the Qian family, and the obsession is too deep. Now that I have removed this obsession, I have also removed the roots between her and the Qian family. Di."
"From now on, she will no longer be loyal to the family. She will be loyal to me."
Xuan Sheng still maintained his gentle and polite appearance.
Yang Sifang subconsciously moved closer to Huang Wupei.
Huang Wupei pressed Yang Sifang's shoulders and comforted her, "Child, this is the world. Have you ever thought that bad people use conspiracy, tricks, lies, and deception to create disasters and setbacks?"
"No, evil people are also wise. Wisdom is the greatest blindness, and it does not choose its master. Good people are wise, and evil people are even more so. Especially him, he is a great devil."
"Da Mo Tian, Xuan Sheng. What people say is not all hearsay." Huang Wupei became particularly wary of Xuan Sheng.
Yang Sifang obviously couldn't accept it, "What do you mean, Uncle Huang, no, Uncle Liu, you mean, Miss Qian really knows how to listen to this devil? He is obviously so excessive!"
Huang Wupei sighed deeply, "My child, if one day all the monks of the Yang family betray you, what will you do?"
Yang Sifang was at a loss: "How is this possible!"
"Qian Yangzhen thinks so too. - She also thinks that no matter what, everyone's surname is Qian."
"What about reality?" Huang Wupei asked.
"People who have been betrayed and are in desperate situations will no longer care about the gains and losses in the past. The person who reaches out at this time is the one who is saved. Whether it is a Buddha or a demon." Huang Wupei stared at Xuan Sheng. .c0
He bowed humbly and said, "Haha, as expected of you, what you said is absolutely right."
"What I want is to play with one person in the palm of my hand. To play with the world in the palm of my hand."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Xuan Sheng laughed heartily.
Unbridled.
"Devil!" Yang Sifang cursed.
Xuan Sheng calmed down and said, "Okay, I have shown you my control over the Qian family."
"Xiao... and the Xiao family..." Mu Tao's teeth trembled and he forced himself to ask.
"I have killed the head of the Qian family and all the supreme elders. Not to mention the Xiao family."
"As long as Qian Yangzhen is subdued and the Qian family is allowed to manage the Xiao family, even if the Qian family is rebellious, they still have to rely on me to suppress the Xiao family."
"The Imperial Province may not always be in my hands. But you need time to change."
Mu Tao grabbed Toyotomi's sleeve and ran away.
"Hey! What are you doing? Let's talk... talk... ah..." Toyotomi Sode, who had not yet calmed down, felt his body slump and his whole head felt light.
After a moment, he saw a bamboo pole body lying on the ground bleeding.
"I won't keep useless things." Xuansheng warned gently, "Remember, don't test me next time."
"No matter how much Dong Ying looks like a wolf, it doesn't change that he is a dog. - It's just that he is a bit ferocious from hunger, and he dares to come over and test me!" Xuan Sheng swung out his palm, hitting Mu Tao in the middle.
The short figure shot out like a cannon. A long, thin line of blood was pulled out of the air.
"Go back. I don't think Dong Ying is stupid."
Mu Tao climbed up with difficulty and dropped the head in his hand.
It was a head with dark circles around his eyes that immediately reached his lips. Toyotomi Sode's head.
Gululu rolled several times.
Mu Tao looked around and fled in embarrassment.
"We can talk. Please, both of you." Xuan said politely.
Yang Sifang resisted very much, gritted his teeth, and his eyes turned red.
Xuan Sheng smiled brightly like the big brother next door, "Haha, you are really a little girl. Are you going to cry? Haha! So cute."
"Does a demon care about flesh and blood?" Huang Wupei's aura at the peak of Ningding's peak locked onto Xuan Sheng.
Xuan Sheng replied rather casually
Answer: "Isn't this being polite to you? - Skin and flesh are perishable, and bones are the same. In my eyes, all living beings are equal."
With that said, the yin and yang energy dissipated from the sound, and the people on the street reappeared in front of them.
It turned out that although Mu Tao was sent flying far away just now, he did not even announce the formation he had set up with the Yin and Yang Qi. new
Only then did a monk in the Ningding Realm flee in confusion.
When the monks saw Gu Sheng, they couldn't help but cheer in surprise.
Xuansheng supported Gu Yucheng's physical body and responded to the monks naturally.
Huang Wupei, who followed Xuan Sheng, had a gloomy expression on his face. …
Yang Sifang couldn't understand why Uncle Huang (Huang) wanted to cooperate with the evil people.
We cannot agree with or express those distorted views.
She also didn't believe that Qian Yangzhen would obey the devil in front of him so easily.
Right and wrong were still clear in her eyes.
"Xuan Sheng, this monk, writes very clearly that he is a demon. A great demon who dares to love and hate.
I hope that the beautiful people in this book will have thousands of faces, and will not be stereotyped or look alike.
Qi Yunhai, who is ambitious and talented; Xu Fanying, who is headstrong and arrogant based on his talent; Bai Zimo, who never forgets his original intention and abides by etiquette; Mo Zheng, the ancestor of the host and guest sect who is obsessed with obsession and always treats the people; Supreme, who loves the people like a son and has unswerving public ambition; Ye Ze, who has traveled his whole life without complaining or regretting, etc. (This is what I think. As for whether these characters are what I said, it is up to the readers to judge.)
I hope every character is alive and flesh-and-blood.
So for a demon, I also hope to write something real and flesh-and-blood. This devil, to a certain extent, represents my view of the devil.
And my ultimate view of demons is also very simple. Demons are not worthy of love, let alone admiration. As for the reasons, I will explain them one by one in the coming days. "
