This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 145 Passionate but always seems ruthless

Xuancheng still wanted to go over to help him, but in the end he stopped abruptly, and could only watch helplessly as the blood-stained white figure struggled to support the tall man, gradually disappearing. In the eyes of everyone.

As the breeze blew past, there was still a faint smell of blood, Xuancheng couldn't help but his eyes turned red.

Xuancheng turned his head, looked at Xinxi who was stunned, and suddenly said, "You did it, right?"

Xinxi's expression changed, but she quickly regained her composure. Her complexion was as usual, with some doubts, and her lips were pale: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Those eyes, which seemed to be always cynical and sentimental, were extremely sharp at the moment. He seemed to have seen through all the dirty thoughts in Xinxi's heart, but he still left without saying anything.

Xinxi's breathing was slightly rapid, and there was a glimmer of darkness in her eyes.

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According to historical records, the magic bone was originally one, and then it was divided into two. As long as one of them is destroyed, both will enjoy the same pain. The catastrophe, the demon god came to the world, everything was destroyed, and the common people died.

Another corner has been torn off, no one knows, the way to make the magic bone become one is to kill one of the demon gods carrying the magic bone, so that the two can be combined into one, and the magic power has greatly increased since then. In this world, there is no rival.

The sea of ​​the abyss was in turmoil, and the tsunami was roaring loudly, and the creatures on the bottom of the sea were fleeing everywhere, and there was no more peace.

The man whose limbs were bound by thick iron chains, his eyelashes were trembling, this time he finally opened his eyes slowly, what kind of eyes did they have.

No sadness, no joy, no sorrow, no anger, there is only a piece of red tyranny and madness, as if to tear up everything in the world, devour the darkness between all things, he is, the real demon god.

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200 years later.

Qingyunmen is the head of all sects, the mountains are surrounded by mist, the majestic Meishan is like ink painting, the white palace is like a shrine in the sky, cranes and birds are flying proudly, and the fairy air is floating.

Today is the day when the sect selects new disciples.

There are seven or seven 49 fairy steps, surrounding the entire Meishan Mountain. At this moment, the thick fog covers all the scenery. Looking at the past, it seems that there will never be an end.

However, this is just a primary election, every step is a test for the heart, if you succeed, you can see the end, you can see Qingyunmen, if you fail, you will get lost in the mist, and you will be sent down the mountain in the end.

"Qing Yun Sect seems to have raised the standards for selecting disciples this year. I have just finished the Immortal Rank, and it is actually a bit difficult."

"Qingyun Sect is the head of the Immortal Sect, so it is naturally different from other Immortal Sects. When I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation. It should be like the sky."

"The number of people who come this year seems to be much more than last year. Every time there are more than a thousand people, but there are only a few hundred people who come under the income family. Alas, I don't know if I am lucky or not."

As soon as these words came out, many people were disappointed.

I don't know who suddenly mentioned it.

"I don't know if I can witness the demeanor of Xiyu Xianzun." When he said this, the man couldn't help showing a longing look.

Xiyu Xianzun, the former head of Qingyunmen, two generations of demon gods were killed by her Quehua sword, blindfolded with white cloth, with boundless mana, one person and one sword broke out in the entire fairymen. Unmatched record, Qingyunmen It is because of her that there is today's Qingyunmen.

It's just a pity that she abdicated as early as 300 years ago, and no one has seen her since.

The Qingyun Sect was very strict about the affairs of the sect, and did not spread a word, so they all just thought that the Xiyu Immortal had retired, or that they were practicing in seclusion.

"I still want to worship under Xiyu Immortal." One of them couldn't help sighing.

"Just you? Don't you know that Xiyu Xianzun only accepts one apprentice in his life, and this is what he said himself."

Xiyu Xianzun said hundreds of years ago that he only needs one apprentice in his life, and he will never have a second one no matter what. Unable to do so.

300 years ago, Xiyu Xianzun seemed to have accepted an apprentice, but he was not very famous, and he was not even as vigorous as his big disciple Jiang Ling. Few people knew about it, but this apprentice of Xiyu Xianzun seemed to have committed a capital crime.

"Tin, Yu..."

There is a hoarse sound that is like sand and stones, it is rough and difficult, and the syllables are weird, which makes many people feel cold and uncomfortable.

Everyone cast their gazes over one after another, their brows furrowed unconsciously.

But the master's appearance did not match his voice at all.

His complexion is extremely fair, not normal white, but bluish white, but his face is too delicate, with a small red mole on the tip of his tall nose, and his thin lips are red and black, almost sinister. Si, but his eyes were pitch black, like a pool of stagnant water, but when his pupils were bent, he was trying to dilute the dead air.

The smile on his face was full of innocence, "Xi, Yu, she... won't accept it, apprentice?"

The coldness that hit his face made the eloquent person just now speak uncomfortably, and the others subconsciously took a step back when they saw it for some reason.

Looking at the boy with full of vigilance and tentativeness, he just tilted his head in doubt, looking harmless and innocent.

They unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and one of them boldly said: "Don't you know? As early as 300 years ago, Xiyu has already accepted an apprentice, and she will not accept any more."

The expression of this gloomy-looking young man changed, he was not as innocent as before, but with some silly eyes, his eyes were shining like stars, he smiled and said eagerly: "Really? Master... Immortal Venerable Does she only need one apprentice?"

The other party was so frightened by the speed of his turning his face, he nodded bravely.

The young man with delicate face and pale skin was smiling like a child who got a candy, satisfied and happy, shyly rubbing the hem of his clothes.

But this expression only lasted for two or three seconds, and then changed another expression like others. The boy's face was extremely pale, his lips were as red as drinking blood, and his expression suddenly disappeared, like a person crawling out of an abyss Ghosts, full of resentment, dark air.

The others also took half a step back in horror, each of them involuntarily clenched the swords in their hands, sweat dripped from their foreheads, suppressing the fear in their hearts.

"You, who are you?"

(End of this chapter)