"How about it?"
Seeing Sheng Xiaomo's figure slowly flowing into the hall like a wisp of smoke, Mo Yan stood up, he must have been waiting for a long time.
Sheng Xiaomo's lips were a little pale, and there was a mist in her eyes that was too thick to melt away. She was no longer as lazy and frivolous as before, she just frowned slightly and shook her head.
Mo seriously slumped back to the seat of the master, clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were full of hatred, and against the scar on his face, he looked even more gloomy and terrifying.
"I'm sorry, I can't stop him." Sheng Xiaomo took a step forward and swayed slightly. Mo Yan was startled and wanted to help him, but Sheng Xiaomo raised his hand lightly: "I'm fine."
"Injured? Bamboo dye him?"
Sheng Xiaomo smiled self-deprecatingly: "As expected of senior brother's disciple, if time passes, no one will be able to control the fairy world."
Mo Yan thumped the table: "It's my fault that I was soft-hearted at the time, so that today's people in the three realms are devastated."
"Brother, don't blame yourself too much, after all..." Yu Yin circled around her mouth twice to silence, and the disciples outside the hall rushed to report.
"Report to the Venerable Confucianism, Penglai Island has just received the demon battle invitation, so it urgently asks for help from all the immortal sects."
"Is it Penglai's turn next?" Sheng Xiaomo sighed and whispered, "What's your plan, brother?"
"After all, Man Tian is a disciple of Eleven, and now he is in the hands of demons, and his life and death are unknown. Changliu is ashamed of Penglai, and cannot be ignored. It was just less than a year ago, and the nine immortal sects were wiped out one by one. Now each sect I can't take care of myself, I can't avoid it, I'm afraid there won't be any other help."
"Can we just sit and wait? But if there is no demon god, just deal with Zhuran and the demons of the second world..."
"It's true that she hasn't made a move now, but if she really encounters something that Zhuran can't solve, will she stand by and watch? At that time, she will wave her sleeves casually, and the fairy world may no longer exist. Therefore, knowing that even if they unite, they will only hit a stone with an egg , speeding up their demise, each faction has no other considerations to protect themselves, so they can only procrastinate for one more day."
Sheng Xiaomo remained silent for a long time: "Don't they hate Changliu the most..."
Mo Yan shook his head: "That's why I have to save it until the end. I am very clear about Zhuran's ambition. Take it easy and destroy the small fairy sect first, create panic, enjoy the pleasure of silkworms, and take revenge at the same time..."
"If you are incapable of rivaling, then outsmart, let's start with Zhuran."
"I thought so too at first, but now, I'm afraid it's too late..."
The two looked at each other, and when they thought of something, their faces turned pale.
"You can't ignore Zihua." Mo Yan finally got up anxiously and strode out of the hall.
"Brother! Where are you going?"
"I'm going to find Mo Bingxian."
Sheng Xiaomo recalled for a moment, a white figure jumped out of his mind, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and immediately understood Mo Yan's intention.
"Brother, are you going to Mount Shu? Impossible, he can't agree. And... you can't do this..."
Mo Yan shook his head stubbornly: "I can't control that much anymore."
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In the extreme north, there is endless ice and snow, the sky is freezing, and there is no other color except white.
Zhuran put his hands in his sleeves and stood quietly outside the ice wall with his head lowered for three days. He didn't move at all, and if he didn't blink once or twice with his open eyes, he would have fallen asleep or been frozen.
He finally heard a sound in the ice cave, and a smile appeared on his scarred face.
"God, Zhuran asks to see you."
"Come in." Ethereal voices came from all directions. It seems that the most moving music in the world and the elegant sound have been fused together, humming and echoing from the brain to the chest.
Zhuran took a light breath and walked in. A burst of flower fragrance came to cover his head and face, and his eyes were full of flowing colors. Zhuran was slightly dizzy, and quickly closed his sense of smell.
Hua Qiangu was lying on the ice couch with his back facing him, with his head slanted on his right hand, the fox fur shawl was draped slantly, the fragrant shoulders were exposed, the belt and the gorgeous purple skirt were dragged down the ice steps from the high couch On the ground, the jet-black long hair was simply and loosely pulled up by a flower branch, it was so black that it seemed to suck people in without reflecting light at all, and it also meandered down from the couch like a stream, but none of it was messed up.
Zhuran was slightly suffocated, and raised her head to the height where she could only see the purple tassels falling from her waist on the ice couch. Although the north wind was howling outside, it was not half as cold as inside the ice cave.
"What's the matter?" This year, she rested here most of the time. Zhuran wouldn't bother her if it wasn't necessary, and she didn't bother to let him make trouble outside.
"The cloud palace has been completely built, please move the gods."
Zhuran looked at the strange and distant Hua Qiangu in front of her, and she completely changed from appearance to heart. It was no longer the innocent and kind child he was familiar with in the past, and his temper had become indifferent and eccentric, but everything was perfect as if a miracle.
I can't tell what it's like in my heart. When Yao Chizhong watched her being stabbed three times because of Bai Zihua, when she was pressed in the bottom of Changliu for sixteen years, sixteen years later she stood quietly in the posture of a demon god. When in front of myself.
The look in his eyes at that time was more desolate than being hurt by Bai Zihua in Yaochi, the despair and dead silence. He only mumbled three words—save Tang Bao.
Even now that she has become the demon god Hua Qiangu, she doesn't ask for anything and wants nothing, and tries her best to achieve one goal - to save Tangbao.
Even if Dongfang and Xiaoyue died and could re-enter reincarnation, Shuofeng still left behind the Nuwa stone. But Tang Bao really disappeared completely, leaving nothing behind. Even as a demon god, she has no ability to bring back to life a spirit insect that doesn't even have a soul.
Everything was beyond Zhuran's expectation, but it was proceeding in the way he expected. At that time, he showed a smile on his face, and softly uttered four words in his mouth - three thousand monsters to kill. There was finally a gleam of light in Hua Qiangu's purple eyes.
"Are you lying to me?" At that time, she looked at Zhuran quietly. It was so easy to crush him to death, and now she could do it with just her thoughts, but why is it so difficult to save a person
Zhuran just smiled, and his eyes were deep and deep: "Although there are concealments from time to time, they have never deceived the gods."
So Hua Qiangu nodded, and the two reached a contract. Maybe what she needs at this time is just a hope, or a reason to support her to live, even if it is a lie.
All the price against the sky needs to be exchanged with blood. Just like leaving the wilderness, Tangbi has already cultivated into a *human form, and it may be possible to save him with forbidden techniques. It's just that the spirit insects are too pure. The 3,000 people who will be sacrificed this time must have mana and be virgins at the same time.
Hua Qiangu didn't hesitate for a moment, now in this world, she doesn't care about anything except Tang Bao.
It's just that three thousand practitioners are hard to find, let alone boys and girls, they can only catch dolls and force them to practice since childhood. Years, decades, hundreds of years, it doesn't matter, she can wait.
So Zhuran finally got what he wanted, and had a reason to unify the six worlds under the banner of demon gods.
At the beginning, everyone in the wilderness returned to their subordinates one after another. After Sha Qianmo fell into a coma, the two worlds of monsters also bowed their heads and obeyed. With such a powerful Zhuran, there is no need for Hua Qiangu to intervene. According to his strategy, it will be a matter of time to sweep the Six Realms, and he enjoys the process of revenge and ambition.
Hua Qiangu doesn't mind being used, as long as Tang Bao can be saved, she can do anything. Anything can be—
"Shen Zun, it's cold here and there's nothing, so follow me back to the palace."
"Sleeping here is quiet."
Zhuran smiled: "I promise that it will be quieter than this when I go back. I have a big gift for you."
Hua Qiangu was not used to his pretended humility: "Just do what you want, don't waste your time trying to please me."
Looking at the scar left by the greedy pool water on Zhuran's face, she suddenly felt a little glaring: "Do you want to restore your original appearance? Let me remove the scar for you?" Now it is just a breeze for her.
Unexpectedly, Zhuran took a step back: "Thank you God, it's already good."
Hua Qiangu was noncommittal, and walked straight out. Zhuran never looked up at her, only saw a flower growing on every ice surface she stepped on.
Flying against the wind, Hua Qiangu's speed was too fast, Zhu Ran chased after the winding flower trails in the air. The peace of the world is no longer the past, natural disasters, wars and plagues, desolation everywhere, thousands of miles away, or corpses piled up like mountains on the roadside.
Hua Qiangu completely turned a blind eye to what was going on below, and soon reached the Cloud Palace in the South China Sea. In the rolling sea of clouds, thousands of palaces, large and small, floated. Under the sunlight, they looked majestic and majestic. And a year ago, it was just the small island floating around.
There were so many demon guards and fairy servants around, and they all knelt down to pay homage when they saw her coming.
"God, please follow me." Zhuran also arrived, leading her to the highest cloud. Hua Qiangu frowned slightly, if she didn't know, she would have thought that he had moved the entire Palace of Unrepentant Heart here.
"Does God still like it?"
"I don't like it." Hua Qiangu waved his sleeves, and there was another look in front of him, "I said that you don't need to bother about me, I will give you whatever you want."
Zhuran raised his eyebrows, smiled without saying a word.
Suddenly there was a huge murderous aura around him, Zhuran turned hastily, and the sword aura pierced the corner of his clothes. It was Dou Lan who rushed over angrily.
"You actually sent someone to chase and kill Lan Yulanfeng?"
Zhuran was a little astonished, and turned to look at Hua Qiangu.
Hua Qiangu said indifferently: "I sent it."
Dou Langan trembled all over, seeing Hua Qiangu's changes in the past year has made him feel heartbroken and blamed himself endlessly, but no matter how a heartless person could listen to what he said, he could only watch from the sidelines and worry. Whether she and Zhuran wanted revenge or wanted to unify the six realms, he didn't care, but why didn't even Lan Yulanfeng let go in the end
"Why?"
"No reason."
"Girl, you..."
"Don't call me a girl." Hua Qiangu turned around coldly.
Dou Langan left angrily, and in the past few years after returning from the wilderness, Lan Yulanfeng never appeared again as if she had retired from the wilderness, and he never saw her again. Even if Lan Yulanfeng was at fault in the past, he believed that she must have awakened, why did she suddenly want to kill her at this time. He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have time to think about it. He had to find her and protect her before anyone else.
Seeing Dou Langan's figure disappearing quickly, Zhu Ran shook his head slightly.
"I don't understand why you bother to force the last person around you away."
Hua Qiangu was silent.
A trace of heartache flashed in Zhuran's eyes, and then changed into a flattering smile: "I have a few things to offer to the gods."
Flipping the palm, sixteen artifacts suddenly appeared in midair. Hua Qiangu was slightly stunned, and slowly stepped forward, grabbed the Nuwa stone and held it tightly in his hand.
"Why are you here, you caught him?"
"I don't dare to use force, he voluntarily."
Hua Qiangu nodded to indicate that he understood, and went to the bedroom in the palace as before.
She is sleepy again.
(Quanben Novel Network)