don't try to kill a black lotus

Chapter 85

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Yuan Xuan hurriedly stepped forward with Jiang Zhuyi, each pulling one: "Why don't we go and investigate first, maybe Brother Xie can bring out some useful news later?"

"Senior Sister Yan and Senior Brother Lu and I will go over there. Can Little Auntie and Junior Sister Jiang go over there?"

Ren Jinjin stopped talking and walked in other directions. She was extremely agitated now. If Yan Qin said one more word, her sword might be stabbed directly.

"Well."

Suddenly her heart ached, she leaned on the tree and squatted down, Jiang Zhuyi also squatted down to support her: "Little aunt, what's wrong with you?"

"I, I'm fine."

The pain only lasted for a while, and Ren Jinjin, who was relieved, took a breath and stood up: "Let's go."

With every section of the road behind, the pain in the heart would intensify, but it disappeared quickly, like a kind of torture, reminding her that your time is running out.
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In the cave, the little old man sat on the stone bed, looked at Xie Qingzhou and clicked his tongue: "I can't see the problem, but how can the demon king with a cold nature give birth to demons?"

How could the heart demon appear on Xie Qingzhou, who has always had no desires or desires, and even doesn't care about his own life?
"Oh~ because of that girl?"

Wen Renyi let out a clear oh, and seeing him raise his hand, he jumped up quickly, for fear of being hit by him: "You are showing a guilty conscience!"

"The last injury, healed?"

Xie Qingzhou, who was sitting on the stone chair, said this lightly, and Wen Renyi curled his lips: "Do you think I really can't beat you? It's not because I don't want to participate in the struggle between you and Di Xin. "

"But it's true, being Lao Tzu is not a good person, and you should have resentment."

Back then, in the battle between humans and demons, there was a cultivator named Tianxin in the Kunling Fairy Mountain who bore the brunt of the battle, and he was only one step away from being ranked in the immortal class. His strength was quite terrifying, and Di Xin couldn't stand it at all.

And Xie Qingzhou's birth was just to strengthen Qian Yuan's power. Although Di Xin was still a Demon Lord at that time, as the war time got longer and longer, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he could only pin all his hopes on On Qian Yuan.

No one knows who Xie Qingzhou's mother is. They only know that there are countless women sent to Di Xin in those days. It will be backlashed, and it will take more than half a month to recuperate, or it will be dead.

After Di Xin sucked away all the devilish energy from Xie Qingzhou's body and sealed the cloud of black mist on Qian Yuan's body, he went directly to Kunling Fairy Mountain. In his eyes, this child was just sacrificed for the great cause of the demons.

In other words, he was full of vitality. After staying in the Demon Realm for three days and three nights, he still held his breath. As he grew bigger and bigger, his temper became more and more indifferent, and the final eruption was when he was 15 years old, in the battle of Broken Kong Mountain.

"I don't have any grievances. Survival of the fittest. Di Xin should have died, right?"

He rubbed the Fate Bead in his hand, and was spotted by the sharp-eyed Wen Renyi, who suddenly jumped down and walked over to look at the Fate Bead in his hand: "You, have you married someone? No, you You still have the poisonous aura of the sea monster on your body, so I am a good boy, no wonder you are a little bit popular when you look at you now."

Wen Renyi looked him up and down, and smiled meaningfully: "Are you still hiding it from me? You must have something to do with that girl outside. Do you like her?"

Listening to his words, Xie Qingzhou showed a puzzled look, but there was no change on his face. He let go of the hand holding Heyuanzhu: "Like? I won't like anyone. "

"You should know that this kind of useless emotion is only needed by cowardly humans, but I don't need it."

His voice was slow and cruel, like a sharp knife piercing directly into Ren Jinjin's heart. Listening to He Yuanzhu's intermittent words, Ren Jinjin regretted for the first time that he spied on him, and got the most painful sentence in his life.

She just wanted to know Xie Qingzhou's past, or she wanted to know what Xie Qingzhou would say to that little old man. When she realized that she wanted to spy on others by this method, she wanted to stop, but Unexpectedly, reality gave her a blow in the head, and just when she wanted to stop, she heard such a sentence.

"Little aunt? What's the matter? She looks absent-minded?"

Jiang Zhuyi, who was walking in front, noticed Ren Jinjin's stopped footsteps and called her. Ren Jinjin put her hands behind her back and followed her: "It's okay, let's go."

She shook her head and suppressed all her thoughts, that's fine, no one owes anyone anything.

Wen Renyi sneered, he didn't believe the kid's words, he lay down on the stone bed, babbling and singing an opera: "Love doesn't know where it starts, it goes deep, the living can die, the dead You can live. Those who live but cannot die, and those who die but cannot be resurrected are not the ultimate in love.”

No one thought that it was just a piece of drama, but it turned out to be a prophecy.

Xie Qingzhou interrupted him: "so, what's the matter with you calling me over?"

Seeing the smile on his face, Wen Renyi shook his legs and said, "Do you know why Di Xin didn't let you go to Fumo Mountain?"

"Qipai Village takes its lead, Yaocheng has a lot of grass and trees, so it takes its wood, Wanjia Villa has a lot of wealth, so it takes its gold, Luowan, it is naturally water, and the next place you want to go is Tu family, and the last place is Fumo Mountain."

"The lava in Fumo Mountain has been constant for thousands of years. Naturally, it is fire. The five elements generate and restrain each other. There are so many roads in the world, but you chose this one. Boy, the person who gave you the map has ulterior motives."

Xie Qingzhou knew it a long time ago, since he saw those skeleton men in Yaocheng, he raised his eyebrows, raised a glass of water and looked at Wen Renyi: "Go on."

"If my predictions are correct, Di Xin not only wants to be resurrected, but also wants to turn the entire Upper Middle Realm into a demon realm. His ambition is big enough, and his plan is feasible. Maybe he can really succeed."

Wen Renyi walked up to him and said, "Why don't you go find Babao Liuli?"

"Ancient treasures, where to find them, besides, the Upper Middle Realm has become a demon realm, isn't it good for you?"

"What good is it for me? I don't want to become a bloodthirsty monster with no thoughts. The eight-treasure glass is an ancient treasure, but isn't there a picture of chaos buried under the Kunling Fairy Mountain?"

Wen Renyi poured himself a glass of water to drink, talking so much that his throat was dry.

"So Di Xin also wanted the Chaos Map in Qipai Village, just for the Babao Liuli?"

Xie Qingzhou looked at Wen Renyi and asked a question.

"Then why not? The eight-treasure glaze is the strongest shield among the six realms. If you can get the eight-treasure glaze, you can keep the upper middle realm. However, I don't know if it's true or not."

Wen Renyi gave him a blank look, but it's true, after all, Di Xin's game started hundreds of years ago, Xie Qingzhou is still young after all, Jiang is still old and hot.

"If you don't keep the upper middle world, then this place will become a region, and we will all become monsters."

"Don't you think it's ridiculous for me to be a demon to save the common people?"

Xie Qingzhou sneered, and felt that the laws of the world were a bit upside down. When did he, a demon who never did good things, do this kind of thing of saving the common people.

　Love doesn't know where it started, and it goes deep. The living can die, and the dead can live.Those who cannot be born and die, and those who cannot be resurrected after death, are not the ultimate in love.

　　Inscription on The Peony Pavilion by Tang Xianzu in the Ming Dynasty

　　Translation: Love is aroused unconsciously, and it gets deeper and deeper. When you are alive, you can die because of love, and when you die, you can live because of love.People who are unwilling to die for love while alive, and who cannot be resurrected because of love after death, cannot be regarded as the pinnacle of emotion.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)