Master is too ambitious

Su Feng couldn't help but glare at him angrily. This man's wild words offended Ji Qian, and he wished he could kill him right here.

Ji Qian still had no reaction, and said calmly as usual: "I still say the same thing, my life is here, come and take it if you want it."

Such an indifferent reaction, whether it was out of contempt for the opponent or out of recklessness due to his overwhelming strength, made Han Buji, who had mediocre talent and had finally climbed to the level of Yuanshen, hate it in his heart.

Black fog enveloped Han Buji, the fog gradually thickened, a terrifying pressure came towards Ji Qian, along with layers of deathly demons.

"Concentrate!" Ji Qian reminded.

But it was too late, Su Feng almost instantly fell into the demon of death.

Han Buji was extremely satisfied and sneered, "What should Master Ji do now?"

Ji Qian was actually a little worried, but not that worried.

Since Su Feng was able to survive his previous life and break through the confusion in this life to achieve a top-grade golden elixir, if the mere demon of death can have an impact on him, then it can only be said that he is not as skilled as others.

Seeing that Ji Qian was still calm, Han Buji gritted his teeth and said, "If you surrender immediately, I will let your lover go!"

"That's really interesting." Ji Qian couldn't help laughing when he heard what he said, and said, "I'm very curious about how you achieved the Yuan Shen."

"You!" Han Buji suppressed his anger and said sinisterly, "Of course, you rely on killing people to steal treasures."

A small banner appeared in Ji Qian's hand, and a three-foot-long black and white sword kept spinning around him like a satellite. Ji Qian nodded and said, "Then I really can't keep you."

Han Buji's greatest reliance was the Death Demon he had refined. He had used this trick to unexpectedly kill many cultivators who had higher cultivation than him. But now he had hit a wall with Ji Qian, which really made him angry.

A turbid river appeared in the air. Han Buji pushed with both hands, and the black fog that was so thick that it seemed to be dripping, along with the turbid river, rushed towards Ji Qian.

........

Su Feng was hit directly by the Death Demon. He was invaded by the Death Demon almost instantly. He seemed to sink to the bottom of the water and couldn't breathe.

It was pitch black all around, I couldn't see my hand in front of me, and the only sound was my own heavy breathing.

so cold.

Monks rarely feel cold, but at this moment, Su Feng felt very cold. He looked up and saw that it was snowing.

The snow fell like goose feathers, and the white air he exhaled instantly turned into ice. His hands and feet were so cold that they were blue and ulcerated. He couldn't help but hug himself and curl up into a ball.

"Selling pears... Sir... Buy some pears..."

When Su Feng heard the hawking, he was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he was here to sell pears.

After selling the pears, I could exchange them for some rice and flour, so that my mother and younger sister could have some hot rice and noodle soup to eat during the winter.

"Selling pears! Big, sweet pears!"

Su Feng shouted at the top of his lungs.

He looked down at the bridge, as if expecting someone to arrive.

However, with so many people coming and going in a hurry, no one gave him a glance, and no one was willing to stop and take pity on the ragged child.

The sky gradually darkened, and Su Feng was still shouting at the top of his lungs.

He lowered his head and picked up a pear. Perhaps it was out of grievance, unwillingness, or hatred, but tears actually shed. However, the weather was too cold, and his tears turned into ice and froze on his face.

Why don't you come?

I'm obviously waiting for you!

Why don't you always look at me?

You are so close to me!

Why are you walking so fast?

Didn't you think of waiting for me?

You are so selfish!

So selfish!

Darkness enveloped Su Feng, gradually dragging him under the water. He stretched out his hand as if trying to grab something, but the black mist enveloped him and held down his hand.

Anger, hatred, despair...

Eat him up, then devour him.

.......

Han Buji vomited a mouthful of blood and wiped the corner of his mouth. He found out about Su Feng's situation and was very satisfied that Su Feng had been completely controlled by the demon of death. He said proudly, "Master Ji, your little lover is very dissatisfied with you."

Ji Qian remained very calm and said, "In that case, I would like to thank you for telling me this."

"You!" Han Buji smiled instead of getting angry: "Wait until your lover dies, and see if you can still be so calm."

Ji Qian was confident in Su Feng and only said, "If I am not as skilled as others, I have nothing to complain about even if I die."

The black Forgetful River flowed quietly, swallowing up the death demon that Han Buji kept releasing. Han Buji stared at Ji Qian hatefully, knowing that he was no match for Ji Qian and it would be impossible for him to escape now. It was better to give it a try, even if it meant losing a thousand dollars to make Ji Qian feel uncomfortable.

Han Buji came across a Taoist magic that could instantly improve his skills by one level. However, the sustainable effect would only last for five breaths. If he couldn't severely injure Ji Qian within these five breaths, he would have no chance.

But Ji Qian did not give him the chance to use his Taoist magic. The Six Paths of Reincarnation Wheel continuously spit out black and white auras, which turned into hand seals and grabbed towards Han Buji.

Ji Qian actually didn’t want to delay time, but since Su Feng was possessed by a mental demon, this was also a rare opportunity.

To achieve the primordial spirit, one must see oneself clearly, cut off the self, and return to nature, and the inner demon happens to be an opportunity.

If you really cannot get through the inner demons, then we can only say that you are not as skilled as others.

It's a big gamble.

But Ji Qian believed that Su Feng would be able to see through the confusion and see himself more clearly.

.......

too messy.

Previous life, past, present.

Many images flashed intermittently like an old TV.

Su Feng covered his head with his hands. His head hurt so much that even his breathing was extremely painful. He couldn't think at all.

He suddenly couldn't remember what Ji Qian looked like, nor his voice, or anything about Ji Qian, as if this person had never existed in the world.

But Ji Qian clearly said it.

Su Feng was stunned. He clearly said it. What did he say?

He held his breath and thought carefully. The scenes flashed one after another and time went backwards.

Ji Qian sat there, looked at him tenderly, and said, "I am here for you."

He came for me!

Su Feng suddenly opened his eyes wide, clenched his hands, and looked forward.

It was Ji Qian who broke into his life, like the unexpected and sudden arrival of the sun, carrying its brilliant light, dispelling the darkness of dawn and illuminating his morning.

"I love you, so you have to catch up with me. We want to be together and see the most beautiful scenery in the world."

Su Feng remembered what Ji Qian had said to him and the reasons why he loved Ji Qian so much.

Because you are so beautiful, I want to be close to you and become someone as beautiful as you.

The innate characters are like stars in the dark night, golden and silver, rising slowly from the sea of ​​consciousness, little by little, and moving in a mysterious trajectory.

At this moment, Su Feng remembered why the vast ancient universe had reproduced generation after generation: it was because of love.

Love is something illusory and elusive.

It is difficult for people to explain what love is, but at this moment, Su Feng clearly felt what love is.

It is a land full of tears, a country that will never give in, the courage to pursue beauty, and endless love.

What a simple thing! Because of love, everything becomes natural.

The darkness suddenly dissipated, and a towering, ancient and mysterious bronze door stood before our eyes.

Su Feng stretched out his hand, touched the bronze door, and pushed it open firmly. In an instant, the shackles that imprisoned his soul broke, and countless black shadows flew towards him. Su Feng raised his hand, and a penetrating knife appeared in his hand. He swung the knife without hesitation and slashed at the black shadows.

Han Buji screamed as a terrifying aura emanated from his death demon. Silver and golden light rushed towards him, dispersing the black fog around him, and bursts of fairy music rang out in the sky.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

"How could he achieve the Primordial Spirit at this time?"

Su Feng raised his hand and slowly stroked the transparent knife. A golden light flashed, and wireless golden threads formed a golden net and pounced towards Han Buji. The six reincarnation turntables behind Ji Qian spun rapidly, the book of life and death flipped, and a pen of life and death wrote the word "death penalty".

Han Buji turned into a black mist and fled towards the horizon, but the golden light net was faster and enveloped him. Han Buji screamed and was chopped into pieces. A wisp of his soul leaked out and tried to escape, but was caught by the Six Paths of Reincarnation and slowly dragged into the roulette wheel.

"I won't let you go!"

"The Netherworld Cult will not let you go!"

Su Feng said: "The evil and crooked ways must be punished by everyone. I am waiting for you to come."

Ji Qian smiled and said, "Congratulations to my little boyfriend for achieving the Yuanshen." He added, "You finally came out. I was very worried about you just now."

Su Feng put his arm around his waist and said with a smile, "Sorry to have kept you waiting, Master."