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The moon is like water, although there is no curfew on Dongguan Ancient Street, but the time has passed, except for the watch, there is no longer a single figure. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Inn, inside the wing.

On a whim, Su Qinian thought about it, interfering in the present world, and the windows leading to the ancient street opened silently.

The old man teased the little girl on the side, hugged her and told her a story, but there was no reaction to Su Qinian's strange appearance.

Su Qinian looked at the empty ancient street, a middle-aged man in a green robe bathed in the moonlight and walked slowly.

The middle-aged man in the green robe raised his head and met Su Qinian's gaze, and a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's just that this smile fell into Su Qinian's eyes, and it became an infinite killing machine, and almost instantly, the spirit in the ancestral court was shocked, and it seemed to expel something, making Su Qinian's ears and eyes clearer.

Master!

And he is not an ordinary master, Su Qiannian has a sense of horror from the depths of his heart, except for the golden light real person who faced the golden lock peak at the beginning, this time it is second.

"Desire Demon Sect Protector, Qin Shiyue, come to see you reincarnated. ”

The next moment, a voice sounded in Su Qinian's head, as deep as a silk bamboo, but it was warm, just like the temperament exuded by the middle-aged man in the green robe.

This is a spiritual transmission, Su Qinian was shocked when he heard this, Desire Demon Sect, these three words were like thunder, exploding in the depths of his heart.

The thirteen sects of the demon gate, this desire demon sect is one of them, the demon gate inheritance has always been secretive, and the people in the demon gate are also ghostly, since more than 5,400 years ago, the demon inheritance almost came to the world at the same time as the demon clan, and the demon gate is difficult to distinguish. For thousands of years, there have been frequent disasters and rituals. stir up the wind and rain, and regard human life as a mustard. It is not tolerated by the emperors of the Han Dynasty in the past dynasties, and the righteous path of martial arts is often killed, but the masters of the Demon Gate have been passed down for thousands of years.

But in the end, what survived, which was not recognized by the world, was the thirteen sects of the Demon Gate, each of which was not inferior to any top martial arts sect or family, or even stronger. may not be as good as the Zhenguo Sect, but the Demon Gate has had a demon master with great skill throughout the world, winning the Mandate of Heaven Grandmaster, and the joint efforts of all the sects have a profound heritage, which is not comparable to the ordinary Zhenguo Sect.

Even Su Qinian knew that this generation of Demon Gate Demon Lord was the third-ranked peerless figure on the Heavenly Mandate List, and it was rumored that he had a God Hunting Knife. It is the foundation of the inheritance of the Demon Dao, and in ancient legends, it was once stained with the blood of the gods, and it is terrifying. It's hard to estimate.

Originally, many of the lists released by Ouchi excluded the Demon Dao. There are only exceptions to the Heavenly Mandate List and the Yuan God List, because of these top figures in the Demon Dao. already has the power to break the rules, even if it is the emperor of the Han Dynasty. It also needs to be confronted.

At this moment, Su Qinian's eyes were unprecedentedly solemn, this protector of the Desire Demon Sect was most likely a second-rate or above figure, and the grievances between his Qingyang Peak and this Desire Demon Sect had also been passed down since five hundred years ago.

It is recorded in the Wudang Historical Records Codex that five hundred years ago, after Huashan Yuanshen discussed the sword, Jiyuan Zhenren and one of the thirteen sects of the Demon Gate, the sect master of the Demon Sect of that generation fought in the thunder tribulation, and both fell.

A generation of Desire Demon Sect Sect Masters were lost in the hands of his Qingyang Peak lineage, and now, Su Qinian can only smile bitterly in his heart, but since he has obtained the inheritance, he must bear the cause and effect, and there are gains and losses, this is the way to balance.

Without waiting for Su Qiannian to speak, on the ancient street, dozens of zhang apart, the Desire Demon Sect Protector Qin Shiyue made a move.

He raised his palm, and the purple-red true qi was like a mist of mist, entwining the chaotic qi, circulating on his arm, and as soon as he was shocked, he pressed it towards Su Qinian.

First-class Mixed Element Realm!

Su Qinian's pupils contracted, and the chaotic qi was clearly the Qi of the Heaven and Earth Origin that fell from the depths of the void.

In a moment, Su Qinian felt the change in front of him, he seemed to have come to a glorious palace, sitting high on the dragon chair, there were dancing girls graceful, thin clothes covering the body, the green yarn slipped down, the fragrance was fragrant, and a piece of pink light was shining.

If you don't move, you will become vain.

Almost suddenly, Su Qiannian entered the realm of turtle breath, "Ecstasy Dafa" was running, the spirit blank was beating, and the silver light was like water, and all the visions in front of him were torn apart.

On the ancient street, Qin Shiyue raised her eyebrows, and a look of surprise appeared in her pupils, and she actually broke free from his true intent to desire demons at once, which was a bit extraordinary, and his palm was even stronger.

The air was stagnant, and as this Demon Desire Sect protector made a move, it was as hard as gold and iron, and Su Qinian was imprisoned in place for life, unable to move.

This is a power that is different from true intentions, and in a moment, Su Qinian's spiritual power was oppressed, and it was difficult to break through in the ancestral court.

The air was like gold and iron, Su Qinian could not break free, and at this moment, he really felt the approach of death.

In front of a real master, he is still as fragile as an ant, and he can't give birth to the slightest resistance.

The smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more, strangling such a young hero of Qingyang Peak, Qin Shiyue had a deep sense of satisfaction.

It is also this young man's edge that is too exposed, the skill of the ninth layer of "Turtle and Snake Gong", the spirit on the bank of the Han River is like iron, interfering with the vision of the present world, and then he fought with the monk Kongbo, the successor of Ganlu Temple in Jiuhua Mountain, maybe the average person is not clear, but Qin Shiyue clearly knows that Ganlu Temple has a "Bodhi Mingyue Knife", which is the real martial arts of the town temple.

Don't know how to keep the light and keep the obscurity, take a break from the sky, suppress evil and promote good, do you think you are the true son of heaven?

The air melted away, revealing the vacuum world, and as Qin Shiyue pressed down with a palm, the pale vacuum distorted, giving birth to fine folds, which were close in front of him in an instant.

It is conceivable that if you are hit by this distorted vacuum palm force, even if you are a physical body tempered by the ninth layer of "Turtle and Snake Gong", you will be beaten into powder at once.

Click!

The window edge shattered, and the old man who was telling the story with the little girl in his arms frowned, reached out and grabbed a glazed tea bowl on the table and threw it out, reprimanding: "Noise!"

The tea bowl was like a meteor, flashing away from Su Qinian's side, and the distorted vacuum that was close at hand was smoothed out, and Su Qinian regained his freedom as soon as he was light.

on the ancient streets.

Qin Shiyue, the protector from the Desire Demon Sect, was a little stunned, watching the tea bowl fly out of the window, and then, a voice like thunder exploded in his ancestral court.

"Noise!"

Burst!

A mouthful of reverse blood spit out, his smile disappeared, and his fingers changed color.

Airplanes!

Then, I saw that the palm-sized purple-black glazed tea bowl reached the top of the head, like a thousand zhang sacred mountain town falling.

Without concealing true qi or attaching a trace of spiritual power, Qin Shiyue only captured a wisp of qi that could not be detected, but it seemed to be heavier than a mountain.

Damn it!

He raised his palm with all his might, and the green robe flew and struck the top of his head.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, like a bell and drum beating, the tea bowl clattered and shattered, in Su Qiannian's eyes, this Demon Desire Sect Protector, the great master of the first-class Mixed Yuan Realm, flew out upside down like a defeat for nearly a hundred zhang, and after landing, his body flickered a few times, turning into a heavy phantom, and then disappeared under the shadow of the moonlight.

At this time, the bright moon is slanting westward.

In Yangzhou City, a dragon protection villa.

A deep courtyard, with bamboo shadows, a lantern in front of the house is lit, and the house is quiet and fragrant.

At this moment, a middle-aged Confucian student is sitting at a desk, reading by candle at night, a bowl of tea on the table, and the smoke is swirling, like fog.

Well?

The middle-aged Confucian raised his eyebrows suddenly, put down the precious silk book in his hand, and raised his head, his gaze seemed to penetrate the layers of obstacles, and fell on a wide and long ancient street.

But soon, he retracted his gaze and muttered, "This game of chess is getting more and more chaotic......

Dongguan Ancient Street, in the inn.

Su Qinian took a deep breath, turned around, and saw the old man carefully carrying the little girl to the bed, it turned out that before he knew it, the little girl had fallen asleep.

Too tired, the little girl slept sweetly, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and the corners of her eyes were still a little sparkling.

Su Qinian knows very well that these days, it is difficult for the little girl to fall asleep, even if she is asleep, she often wakes up, worried that her grandfather will never wake up again, although he told the little girl not to complain, everything depends on herself, but sometimes inadvertently, you can still see the little girl secretly wiping her tears alone.

This world is sinister, and the parting of life and death is really a bit heavy for a little girl who is just eight years old.

Su Qinian's mind moved, and the Han Sword was taken out of the Yuan Shi Furnace.

"Put it away, the old man is not short of this sword. The old man waved his hand without looking back, but the voice sounded in his ears.

The corners of his mouth flashed with a wry smile, at this moment, Su Qinian faintly understood that the reason why the old man was so far away from the sky and difficult to return was probably not only because of the cold sword that he had forged, but for a deeper reason, he couldn't understand it, compared with the means shown by the old man, his experience was still too shallow.

Su Qinian wanted to speak and stopped, if the old man couldn't wake up, he wouldn't have such a thought, but at this moment, even if the old man was still unknown and difficult to distinguish, he couldn't turn a blind eye.

Covering the little girl with a quilt, the old man turned around, his black hair was like ink, not a single white hair was missing, but his figure was a little thin, shirtless, and although his eyes looked cloudy, in Su Qinian's opinion, it seemed to be a side of chaos, containing the mustard seeds at the beginning of the world, which could contain all the power of the origin.

"If the old man goes to Qingyang Peak with you, what can you give the old man?" The old man didn't mean to drag mud and water at all, and always understood Su Qinian's thoughts at a glance.

Su Qiannian groaned, the old man spoke again, and said lightly: "Originally, you saved the old man's life, but just now the old man has already repaid the favor, plus a cold sword, it stands to reason that the two do not owe each other, you should understand that there is a way to gain and lose, and there is no friendship between you and me." ”

Hearing this, Su Qinian took a deep breath, he calmed down, and soon made a decision, and in the middle of his thoughts, a green jade bottle the size of a baby's fist appeared in the palm of his hand, and said solemnly: "The juniors use this thing, please enter the mountain." (Ask for a monthly pass, genuine subscription is the biggest support for ten steps!) (To be continued.) )