Luo Jianqing put his fingers together, condensed blue sword energy, and directly wrapped around the bloody long whip.
"Fellow Daoist Mo! You are seriously injured now, and I don't understand the matter of the blood spirit fruit. Don't worry!"
Mo Qiu didn't say a word, he pulled the whip back with a move of his wrist. He rested on the stone bed with one hand, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth gradually. He sneered: "What else is there to say, since you have established a contract with the Blood Spirit Fruit, unless I kill you, I will not get it in this life!"
As soon as the words fell, another whip came at the head.
This is the first time that Luo Jianqing has faced Mo Qiu's Phaseless Blood Shadow Whip so directly, and it is a Phaseless Blood Shadow Whip that uses black demonic energy without reservation! This long whip danced in the air, like countless red blood snakes, constantly meandering and swimming, forming dense blood-colored shadows.
Luo Jianqing didn't dare to exaggerate, and directly took out the frost floating sword.
The silver narrow sword and the blood-colored long whip collided in the cave. A sword light passed, and the stone edge was cut off; after a whip shadow passed, the rubble flew out! After more than a dozen back and forth, Mo Qiu's blood whip gradually fell down, Luo Jianqing slashed with a thunder sword, and the icy long sword pierced Mo Qiu's throat!
In this regard, Mo Qiu silently wiped the blood from his lips and sneered: "Believe it or not, I now have eighty-one ways to make you smashed to pieces, and you will never live forever."
This voice was indifferent and cold, with the killing intent of crawling out of the abyss.
Luo Jianqing still raised his sword to look at him, and after a while, he said: "Mo Qiu, when I woke up, this blood spirit fruit was in my body, and I don't know what happened. Maybe it came to me on its own, and then …”
"Fart! If it wants to get close, it can only get close to me! Do you know what a blood spirit fruit is!"
Luo Jianqing asked: "What is the blood spirit fruit?"
Back then, near the sand dunes, no one, whether it was Yan Su from the Broken Soul Sect, or Fairy Minghua from the Feihua Sect, or even the other eight great families, could recognize what the bloody fruit was. Luo Jianqing always thought that this blood-colored fruit was a variant of the flame fruit. In the book "Seeking Immortals", it has never been said what it is, and Li Xiuchen has always called it "Blood Fruit".
Mo Qiu's face was pale at the moment, and some of the spiritual power he had finally recovered was exhausted by his fight just now.
Mo Qiu said coldly, "Do you know that I'm not a Taoist?"
After a moment of silence, Luo Jianqing said, "You are a magician."
"Yes, I am a demon cultivator." Mo Qiu admitted very readily, "This blood spirit fruit is a unique product of our demon cultivator. The way of a demon cultivator is the way of killing, and among all the demon cultivators I have ever seen in my life , there are less than ten people who have no blood on their hands. Looking at the whole world, there are 99% of the demon cultivators who kill innocent beings; less than 100 people who kill enemies and damned people."
Luo Jianqing couldn't help but ask: "Mo Qiu, have you ever killed... a cultivator?" And how many years have you been cultivating, and how many magic cultivators have you met.
Mo Qiu raised his enchanting eyes and looked at Luo Jianqing coldly. The two stared at each other like this, with a Frost Floating Sword that saw blood seal their throats in between. After a while, Mo Qiu raised his lips gently: "Mo Qiu has never killed Ren Xiu."
For some reason, Luo Jianqing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
I just heard Mo Qiu say again: "The way of magic cultivators is too bloody, so most of the world's magic cultivators encounter a bottleneck during the integration period, and it is difficult to advance in this life. Therefore, magic cultivators have a cultivation method called the Blood Spirit Dafa. Condensing all the spiritual power of oneself into the blood, watering a blood-spirit tree, the stronger the magician, the longer the cultivation time of the blood-spirit tree, and the more suffering he will suffer. Wait for the blood-spirit tree to bear blood-spirit fruit. After that, the demon cultivator ate the blood spirit fruit and began to perform the blood spirit Dafa."
Luo Jianqing said in surprise: "Just eat it?" The implication is that it is so easy
Mo Qiu laughed sarcastically and said, "What do you know. When the blood spirit fruit is ripe, the magic cultivator's whole body's spiritual power and blood are exhausted. And if the magic cultivator wants to practice the blood spirit method, he must take advantage of the You should eat the spiritual energy in yourself and the blood spirit fruit immediately when you have telepathy. That is to say, a demon who has no spiritual energy in his body and has lost blood will eat the blood spirit fruit full of his spiritual energy. You Do you know what the result was?"
Luo Jianqing said without hesitation: "Burst and died."
Without spiritual power, and even losing blood, it is a walking corpse, but it is stronger than ordinary people, but it is dead, but it is also extremely dangerous.
Mo Qiu nodded and said, "Yes, so there is no one in a hundred magic cultivators who eat the blood spirit fruit and get a new life. There are many blood spirit fruit in the world, it depends on whether you can find it or not." After a pause, Mo Qiu A sad and helpless look flashed in his eyes, and he sighed: "The road to magic cultivation is extremely powerful in the early stage, but it is endlessly difficult in the later stages. The strongest realm... is only the integration period."
Hearing this, Luo Jianqing gradually became silent.
One held the sword, the other bowed his head, and the two were silent for a long time. In the end, it was Mo Qiu who couldn't hold on, and suddenly fell down. Only then did Luo Jianqing find out that the other party was already at the end of the shot, just holding on, not wanting to fall in front of him.
Mo Qiu leaned weakly on the stone couch, looked at Luo Jianqing with weird and complicated eyes, and still kept saying: "Luo Jianqing, you return my blood spirit fruit... to me."
Luo Jianqing was silent for a long time, and said: "You also said that I am not dead, and this blood spirit fruit cannot be returned to your hands. Moreover, fellow Mo Daoist, there is no saying that the treasure in the world belongs to no one, and those who can obtain it. I didn't voluntarily grab this blood spirit fruit, but... Forgive me for being difficult to obey."
Mo Qiu slowly closed his eyes, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Luo Jianqing stood in front of the stone couch and did not move.
After a while, Mo Qiu said in a hoarse voice, "Get out of here."
Luo Jianqing hesitated for a moment, and finally placed three small jade bottles beside Mo Qiu, then turned around and left.
On the stone couch, the corners of Mo Qiu's eyes gradually became wet, but the tears never flowed. Just when Luo Jianqing walked to the entrance of the cave, Mo Qiu shouted sharply: "Luo Jianqing, don't appear in front of me again in this life, or I will definitely kill you! I will cut you thousands of pieces and cut your flesh from your bones! "
Luo Jianqing took a step, and finally walked out.
In the following days, Luo Jianqing found another cave in the valley and continued to practice.
In fact, the blood spirit fruit didn't belong to Mo Qiu at all, and Mo Qiu just grabbed it. Luo Jianqing has a saying that is right, the world is a treasure, and those who can get it. In any case, the strength of the comprehension world is respected, and taking a step back, even if this blood spirit fruit was snatched by Luo Jianqing with a trick, it is well deserved and cannot be ignored.
"He said... He has many ways to kill me?" Thinking of the red-clothed demon cultivator lying on the stone couch, unable to move, Luo Jianqing sighed softly and shook his head: "It seems that he is dizzy, whimsical. "
Day by day, Luo Jianqing didn't know the situation on Mo Qiu's side, nor did he hear any sound from the other side's cave. This morning, Luo Jianqing walked towards the Golden Flame River as always, one is to explore the way out, and the other is to enhance his strength.
When Luo Jianqing approached the golden flame at a distance of ten meters, the flame suddenly became fierce.
The flames turned into a golden giant eagle, flew down from the sky, and pecked Luo Jianqing's eyes. Luo Jianqing raised the frost floating sword and cut it off with one sword! At a distance of nine feet, the flame turned into a golden tiger, roaring towards Luo Jianqing, Luo Jianqing's sword attracted thunder and shattered it!
When Luo Jianqing clenched his teeth and came to the three feet of the Flame River!
I saw that flame turned into a long golden dragon!
The dragon has five claws, lifelike scales, and an ancient and powerful breath. It circled and rushed out of the flaming river, slightly lowered the huge dragon head, and looked down at Luo Jianqing. At this moment, the dragon suddenly said, "Dao Xiu. You are the Dao Xiu of human beings!"
Luo Jianqing's eyes shrank, he immediately raised his sword, and the sword drew thunder!
"Who are you!"
The golden fire dragon exhaled a fiery dragon breath, melting the thunder that Luo gradually led down.
"Jianxiu, what I hate most is the swordsman in your Daoist cultivation. Especially that... that mountain swordsman, I really hate it. Since you are here, then I will kill you, so as not to watch You are upset."
As soon as the voice fell, a scorching hot dragon breath rushed towards my face! The temperature was so hot that the cliffs around the valley tended to melt, and the air was so hot that it gradually rolled over, and the heat waves rolled out around, touching many ordinary plants, and quickly scorched them.
Luo Jianqing picked up the formula without hesitation, and the Frost Floating Sword flew into the air.
"One sword transforms nine lotus!"
A nine-sword green lotus stabbed straight at the dragon's breath, colliding with a shocking white light!
"This flower! It's this damn flower! You are the heir of that man! Ahhhh! I'm going to kill you!"
The hotter dragon fire rushed straight to Luo Jianqing, the flame had turned golden, and stabbed Luo Jianqing with the high temperature visible to the naked eye. Luo Jianqing stepped back without hesitation, and withdrew from the range of three feet. In an instant! The golden fire annihilated quickly, the temperature in the air slowly dropped, and the golden dragon's body gradually disappeared.
Before disappearing, the golden flame roared angrily: "That day is coming soon! You are going to die! You are going to die! I don't agree, I want to kill that person's descendant, I want to kill that person's descendant... "
The flames returned to the golden flame river again, and Luo Jianqing leaned on the frost floating sword, gasping for breath.
This flaming river is too dangerous. If it wasn't for the fact that he could avoid the attack as long as he retreated from a certain range, Luo Jianqing had no doubt that he would definitely be killed by that fiery dragon!
"The dragon family is born at the seventh rank, so this dragon is at least the cultivation level of the out-of-body stage."
"That person? If that person also uses the sword moves in "Nine Lotus Books", could it be a certain master of my Yuxiao Peak?"
"And... what day was that day?"
All mysteries cannot be answered.
The first two questions cannot be known based on Luo Jianqing's current cultivation, but the last question, when that day suddenly came, Luo Jianqing's hair stood up all over his body, and the whole person watched in horror as the flames flowed into and out of the valley. On both sides of the hole, alarm bells rang out in my heart.
next moment! Countless violent winds blew from the small mountain pass!
Overwhelming! Darkness shrouded!
In order to be afraid of the flooding of the Flaming River, Luo Jian drilled a hole next to the cliff early in the morning, and used countless mysterious magic weapons and an earth-level magic weapon to set up a large formation. Now he planned to go in quickly to escape, but just as he was about to enter the tunnel, he suddenly looked up at the cave on the other side. Luo Jianqing clenched the Shuangfu sword hesitantly. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he suddenly touched the ground with his toes and ran into the cave.
"Luo gradually clear!"
Mo Qiu's angry voice sounded.
Luo Jianqing didn't give him a chance to speak, he directly lifted the man by the waist, carried it on his shoulders, and ran out of the cave.
At this moment, the gang wind has blown into the valley!
As soon as he exited the hole, a gust of wind blew in his face, Luo Jianqing's eyes shrank, and he immediately turned sideways to avoid it.
boom!
The cave behind him vanished into nothing.
Mo Qiu suddenly widened his eyes and said in shock, "The Heavenly Rank Demon Venerable Hippogriff's innate talent Gangfeng!"
Luo Jianqing couldn't hear Mo Qiu's words at all. He carried Mo Qiu's weak body, and Mo Qiu's head hung behind him. Luo Jianqing directly took out the Shuangfu sword, split all kinds of rocks all the way, and opened a path for himself to go straight to the tunnel.
boom!
Everything in the valley was blown to powder by this terrible wind!
ten feet!
Five feet!
One foot!
one foot...
Boom! ! !
A small gust of wind suddenly blew from Luo Jianqing's side and slashed straight at Mo Qiu. Luo gradually clenched his teeth and turned to resist. Shuangfujian uttered a horrified sword cry, and before Gangfeng got close, countless coercive pressures were already approaching, and the clothes on Luo Jianqing's cuffs were smashed!
The small wind blade brushed Luo Jianqing's fingers and cheeks, drawing blood.
At the last moment, Luo Jianqing sighed and suddenly took out a green bamboo umbrella.
When the green bamboo umbrella hit the violent hurricane, the blue umbrella ribs instantly vanished, and the umbrella surface also turned into powder. Luo Jianqing didn't take another look. Taking advantage of this short breath, he took Mo Qiu to hide in the tunnel, and immediately fiddled with the tricks to open the big formation in the tunnel.
Immediately, pieces of golden seals lit up in the dark tunnel.
Mo Qiu was thrown to the ground by Luo Jianqing when he first entered the tunnel. Now he suddenly saw this scene, his mouth opened wide, and he didn't know what to say. After a long time, he gave a low laugh and said: "Luo Jianqing of Taihua Mountain, you used my magic cultivator's technique to form this great formation of earth-level demons. It's funny, it's really funny. Let Xuan Lingzi know that his only apprentice has fallen into the devil's way, I don't know what his expression will be..."
Before the words fell, an icy frost floating sword was pressed against Mo Qiu's neck.
The smile on Mo Qiu's face slowly faded away.
Luo Jianqing said with a blank expression: "You make an oath to never tell what happened today."
Mo Qiu sarcastically said, "Why?"
Luo Jianqing moved the Shuangfu sword, and drew a bloodstain on Mo Qiu's neck, saying, "I can kill you now."
Mo Qiu was silent.
After a cup of tea, he said in a low voice, "I made an oath that I will not tell what I saw today in this life. If I violate my oath, my demons will backlash, and I will never be reborn."
Luo Jianqing put down the Shuangfu sword with satisfaction, but Mo Qiu laughed: "Luo Jianqing, why did you save me? I said, if I see you again, I will kill you. Even if I haven't recovered yet. With your strength, I can also smash your corpse into ten thousand pieces in one breath."
Listening to the other party's soft laughter, Luo Jianqing glanced at him and said, "So are you killing me now?"
Mo Qiu was speechless.
The dark tunnel was very narrow, and the two of them leaned slightly against each other. Cultivators have excellent eyesight, and Luo Jianqing can clearly see all of Mo Qiu's movements, and can also attack the moment before the opponent does something wrong. And outside this tunnel, the wind is still blowing. The astral wind slammed into the great formation of the Heavenly Demons, causing the formation to tremble slightly.
Luo Jianqing slowly closed his eyes and recovered the spiritual power he had just lost. At this moment, he heard a hoarse voice: "Thank you..."
Luo Jianqing still closed his eyes, as if he hadn't heard anything.
But Mo Qiu didn't say a word.
The astral wind blew for three days and three nights. After confirming that there was really no movement outside the tunnel, Luo Jianqing leaned out and observed it.
The valley has long been devastated by the wind, all the plants and flowers have been strangled by the wind, and even the stones have been ground into powder. Only the smooth cliffs around and the flaming river flowing slowly are still very calm, as if nothing has happened.
Luo Jianqing lifted Mo Qiu's back collar and lifted him out of the tunnel.
As soon as he put the person on the ground, Luo Jianqing turned around and left without looking at him. Unexpectedly, Mo Qiu said loudly: "Luo Jianqing, are you leaving now?"
Luo Jianqing just ignored him and continued to walk forward.
Mo Qiu smiled softly: "If I say it, I can probably guess where this place is. Do you still want to continue?"
Luo Jianqing suddenly stopped and turned around.
The smile on Mo Qiu's face gradually faded, and he said solemnly, "I guess this should be the ninth floor of Flowing Flame Valley."
There are nine floors in Flowing Flame Valley, and Luo Jianqing only went to the eighth floor in his last life. When he reached the ninth floor, he was blocked by an invisible flame barrier. Luo Jianqing spent more than half a year trying to break into it, in order to win more flame fruit and make Xuan Lingzi proud of himself.
However nothing worked.
A year later, when he left the Valley of Flowing Flames, his junior brother Li Xiuchen actually obtained hundreds of flame fruit!
Everyone said, "This fellow Daoist Li really deserves to be the apprentice of Venerable Xuan Lingzi!"
Thinking of this, Luo gradually cleared his throat and said, "If this is the ninth floor, why is there no flame fruit here?"
Mo Qiu didn't answer him, but said: "I haven't recovered from my injuries, and this is the first time I've been out of the cave. Luo Jianqing, everything is your fault, if you brought me out earlier, you'd have to know it now. Where is this place?"
Luo Jianqing drew a scabbard on Mo Qiu's face: "Speak human words."
Mo Qiu widened his eyes in horror, he covered his face in disbelief, and said, "How dare you slap my face!"
Luo Jianqing asked back: "Daoist friend Mo, Dao Xiu and Demon Xiu have been at odds since ancient times. If I don't kill you, it's already a matter of watching the sun, and the net will open up."
"you!"
It was awkward for a long time, just when Luo Jianqing raised the scabbard again, Mo Qiu glared at Luo Jianqing angrily, and said, "Did you see that flaming river? It's not a river, It's not even flames, those are blood. Back then, the Fire Element Heavenly Rank Demon Venerable fell here and turned into such a valley of flowing flames. The blood in his heart stayed on the ninth floor and turned into this river of flames. Just now That Gangfeng is the talent skill of the other Heavenly Rank Demon Venerable. The world thinks that this Fire Element Demon Venerable was killed by our human repair, but in fact, as far as I know, it is killing each other with another Demon Venerable , and in the end both fell here together."
Luo Jianqing asked: "Then according to what you said, since another demon can kill this fire demon, why is this only a valley of flowing flames, and there is no valley of wind?"
Mo Qiu sneered and looked at Luo Jianqing: "Then I have to ask your ancestors of Yuxiao Peak in Taihua Mountain. They come here to clean up every thousand years, and no matter how many magic weapons they have, they have to clean them up. It's not that they can't move this Flaming River, and they may have been sucked up by them long ago. People in the world say that Taihua Mountain is the first of the righteous path. This is all bullshit! You people from Yuxiao Peak are the most treacherous and cunning, and everyone is virtuous. You think... ah! You actually dare to beat me!!!"
Luo Jianqing took the Shuangfu sword and said, "It's nonsense. You haven't practiced for fifty years, how do you know those things? How dare you slander my master, Mo Qiu, I'll spare you a day today. Life, if I find out that you dare to talk nonsense again in the future, I will smoke again!"
Mo Qiu gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you are so kind, Luo Jianqing, you remembered it for me!"
That said, but in the following days, Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu made a cave together and practiced inside. At the beginning, the medicinal pill that Luo Jianqing left to Mo Qiu, Mo Qiu was actually useless. Seeing this, Luo Jianqing directly took the medicinal pill back.
Mo Qiu sarcastically said, "The hypocritical Taihua Mountain people."
Luo Jianqing flicked his sleeves and pulled Mo Qiu directly in front of him.
Mo Qiu's spiritual power hadn't recovered yet, so he wanted to protect his face when he saw it, but Luo Jianqing's scabbard didn't come down. Mo Qiu removed his hand in surprise, only to see Luo Jianqing running his spiritual power and suddenly began to heal himself.
Luo Jianqing said coldly, "Friend Mo, get well soon, we'll go out early."
Mo Qiu gave a low laugh, thinking to himself: This is almost the same.
Four months later, Mo Qiu recovered from his injury. The first thing he did after his injury was to press Luo Jianqing to fight. This time Luo Jianqing didn't beat Mo Qiu again, but when Mo Qiu's whip was about to hit that handsome face, he suddenly retracted the whip.
Mo Qiu chuckled and lifted Luo Jianqing's face with the whip handle, and said, "Tsk tsk, I can't bear to hit the little beauty on this face."
Taking the opportunity, Luo Jianqing drew another scabbard.
Mo Qiu: "You!"
Luo Jianqing: "Friend Mo, please respect yourself."
While speaking, the cinnabar mole between Luo Jianqing's eyebrows flickered twice.
Half a year later, another crazy hurricane hit. The two did not expect that they would encounter Gangfeng again, and hid in the underground cave in embarrassment. This time, it was Mo Qiu who controlled the great formation of the Heavenly Demons. He controlled it so skillfully that Luo gradually became dazzled by that mysterious technique.
In the tunnel, Mo Qiu said, "The gate of Liuyan Valley was opened a few months ago, and we didn't go out. The people of the Mo family probably thought I was dead, and they don't know what happened to the people in Taihua Mountain? Is anyone waiting for you? If you didn't come back, that person must be very distressed and nervous."
A figure in white clothes suddenly appeared in front of him, Luo Jianqing lowered his eyes, and felt a little pain in his heart. After a while, he said, "No one is waiting for me. However, my natal lamp is placed in Taihua Mountain, and they know that I am not dead."
Mo Qiu looked at Luo Jianqing's lost expression and pursed his lips silently.
There is no spring, summer, autumn and winter in the valley, and there is no sun and moon.
Every six months, there will be a gust of wind on time. Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu have long been prepared, and they hide directly in the hole every time.
In the second year of being trapped in the valley, Luo Jianqing advanced to the later stage of Jindan with the majestic and vast spiritual power in the blood spirit fruit. In response, Mo Qiupi said without a smile, "Congratulations, congratulations."
Luo Jianqing was in a good mood and ignored the irony in his words.
In this way, time gradually passed, Luo Jianqing approached the Flame River every day, and wanted to rely on the coercion of the Flame River to hone himself. But every time he couldn't beat the golden fire dragon three feet away, he could only come back in embarrassment. The strange thing is that Mo Qiu also walked to the flame river in boredom, but when he walked over, there were no flame monsters to attack him.
Luo Jianqing said in surprise: "Mo Qiu, why haven't you been attacked?"
Mo Qiu joked with an expressionless face: "My realm is much higher than that stupid Fire Element Heavenly Rank Demon Lord, I can use realm to kill it before it was alive, it is dead, and it dares to stand in front of me. Raise the limit?"
Luo Jianqing said speechlessly: "Will you die if you don't blow it, fellow Daoist Mo?"
Mo Qiu sneered and didn't answer.
In this valley, Luo Jianqing devoted himself to the practice of "Nine Duotian Lu". I don't know if it's because I feel the realm and coercion in the flame river every day, Luo Jianqing's cultivation base has grown extremely fast. His body is like a thirsty sponge, frantically absorbing the spiritual power from the blood spirit fruit.
In the third year, Luo Jianqing became Yuan Ying!
This time of infancy had already broken Xuan Lingzi's record, but Luo Jianqing was not very happy. He looked at the rushing flame river silently, until Mo Qiu said with a low smile: "Yes, I have not practiced for 40 years before conceiving a baby, and the result is still such a perfect Nascent Soul. Luo Jianqing, my Is the blood spirit fruit easy to use or not?"
Luo gradually said in a low voice, "Mo Qiu, are we really unable to get out?"
Mo Qiu suddenly fell silent. After a long time, he took out a small boat made of jade from the ring. This small boat is exquisite and eye-catching. It can only accommodate three people, but it exudes a cold and cold breath. As soon as it appeared in the valley, it stopped the flame river for a moment, and seemed to be afraid of it.
Mo Qiu said: "This thing is called the Hanyu Tianfang Ship, a magic treasure of the heavens. I found out before that every time the gang wind blows, the Flaming River will be very calm for a quarter of an hour. As long as we can take advantage of this quarter of an hour to get out of the valley first , then maybe you can escape."
Luo Jianqing looked at the boat in surprise. After a long time, he asked, "...Are you ready to go out?"
Mo Qiu smiled happily and said, "Why, do you think I can go out by myself?"
Luo Jianqing nodded heavily: "Yes. You are not afraid of the Flame River, and you also have the magic weapon of heaven." You don't even need to wait for the so-called quarter of an hour. As long as there is no turbulent wind, you can leave if you want.
Mo Qiu raised his brows and said, "Luo Jianqing of Taihua Mountain, you think too much. What if I encounter something more terrifying than Gangfeng as soon as I leave the valley? You are in the Yuan Ying period now. , what I'm waiting for is a thug. Well, in three days it will be the day when the Gangfeng comes again, we are ready, and once the Gangfeng passes, we will leave the valley immediately!"
Luo Jianqing looked at Mo Qiu deeply, and finally suddenly took out a white jade tablet from the ring. He put a drop of his own blood on it, then slapped the jade tablet in front of Mo Qiu with one palm, and said, "Friend Mo, thank you for your kindness and waiting. The treasure I got in the ruins, I have just released the above contract, it is now an ownerless thing. With this jade card, you can instantly move it to a place thousands of miles away, and it can help you escape. "
Mo Qiu was not hypocritical, and took the jade card directly. He looked at it with a smile, and then suddenly flicked his sleeves and took out a small bell. The bell was blood red, and when Mo Qiu shook it, it didn't make any sound, it was small and exquisite.
Mo Qiu said: "That's a coincidence, my bell is called Jiuqiao Magic Sound Bell, I made it when I was bored. It has no other effect, that is, if someone puts it into his heart, when his life is in danger As long as I'm within 10,000 miles, I can hear the bell, and if I'm in a good mood, I can run over to save his life."
With that said, Mo Qiu threw the Jiuqiao Magic Sound Bell to Luo Jianqing.
Luo Jianqing looked at this exquisite blood-colored bell with a complicated expression, and did not move for a long time.
Mo Qiu said: "Are you afraid that I will hurt you? It's up to you, I'm not necessarily happy to save you anyway..."
Mo Qiu's voice stopped abruptly, and Luo Jianqing suddenly slapped the bell into his heart.
The moment the bell entered the body, Luo Jianqing's cinnabar mole flashed between his eyebrows.
Mo Qiu's eyes were wide open, and he saw the elegant cultivator in Tsing Yi smiled slightly, and his voice was like the moon in the spring, and his voice was like a fairy's voice: "Mo Qiu, you once said before that even if you can't move, you have many ways to save me. Thousands of cuts."
"Do you really believe it?"
The smile on Luo Jianqing's lips was even more prosperous, and the brilliance was scorchingly competing for the sun and the moon, and the beauty was beyond measure. "Yes, I believe it. You have too many secrets. You know that this is the ninth floor of the Valley of Flowing Flames, and you also know the so-called Wind Element Demon Venerable and Fire Element Demon Venerable. Although you were born in the barren wasteland of the cold desert. However, you possess a heavenly magic weapon that I have never had before, and you can still condense demonic energy in front of Nascent Soul."
After a pause, Luo Jianqing smiled and said: "Since you didn't kill me in the past, then I believe that you won't kill me in the future. At least, you won't kill me with this nine-hole magic bell. I think , The friendship on the ninth floor of the Valley of Flowing Flames for the past three years is enough to make me believe in you, enough to... let us become friends of life and death."
The color on Mo Qiu's face was changeable, but in the end, he smiled: "You want to be friends with me for life and death?"
Luo Jianqing nodded: "Yes."
Mo Qiu said again, "I'm a demon cultivator."
Luo Jianqing smiled: "I know."
Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows: "Since you know that, why would you still be friends with me? Are you not afraid of being condemned by the righteous?"
Luo Jianqing shook his head and said, "Who said that the righteous people are all kind people? And who said that the righteous way is right, and the devil's way is wrong? There is no absolute right or wrong in the world, and it is mine. Master, you must have made mistakes in your life. And the devil in the magic palace should also do things worthy of his heart. I am Luo Jianqing who made friends with you, not the first disciple of Taihua Mountain, nor the so-called so-called The right way. Mo Qiu, I'm just Luo Jianqing."
Hearing Luo Jianqing's words, Mo Qiu's face was strange, but in the end, he suddenly laughed: "Just what you said just now, I made you a life and death friend!"
The two laughed together.
Three days later, another gust of wind blew through.
The two escaped by hiding in the tunnel, and then immediately ran to the flame river. Mo Qiu sacrificed the heaven-rank treasure ship, and the two looked at each other.
"Walk!"