My enemy's style is wrong

The story of Qi Shuhuan after he became a demon, even Yin Chengyu, who had gone through all the classics, did not know even a few words of records. When he was in the illusion, he subconsciously thought that Qi Shuhuan had collapsed along with the old city of Liaozhou. Always stay at the bottom of this lake.

It has been more than a thousand years since what happened back then, so Qi Shuhuan should be more than a thousand years old, I am afraid that he has already cultivated in the tribulation period.

Although Qi Shuhuan didn't look back, Lin Xiuran still felt great pressure. Yin Chengyu was slightly better than him, but he couldn't bear it.

Perhaps because he sensed someone intruding, Qi Shuhuan turned his head slowly. The clothes with complicated patterns on his body were already messy and torn, his gray hair was messy, and although his face didn't look old, his facial features were still intact. There was a haggard look on his face.

How long has he been sitting here alone?

Lin Xiuran still held the Han Qiong Sword horizontally in his hand, maintaining a guarded posture, but Qi Shuhuan grinned with difficulty: "Qing Lan? Are you finally back?"

Perhaps it was because Qi Shuhuan hadn't uttered a sound for hundreds of years, Qi Shuhuan's voice was no longer lively and clear when he was young, but instead appeared harsh and hoarse, which made people feel a little creepy.

Yin Chengyu gave Lin Xiuran a suspicious look, fearing that Qi Shuhuan might hurt him, he dragged Lin Xiuran behind him.

Unexpectedly, it was such a subconscious action, but it made Qi Shuhuan furious, and threw Yin Chengyu out with a wave of his hand.

"What are you, dare to touch Qinglan?" He said coldly, looking at Yin Chengyu as if he were looking at a dead object, "If I wasn't afraid of dirtying Qinglan's eyes, I would definitely tear you to pieces part!"

Yin Chengyu was thrown into the corner and couldn't move for a long time. He was once a powerful person who turned the wind and clouds in the middle of talking and laughing. Was stunned.

Lin Xiuran only felt that he was also thrown out together, his heart was throbbing with pain like needles, he was so scared that he even changed his voice: "Senior brother!"

But he couldn't even run over to help Yin Chengyu up. Qi Shuhuan mistook him for Su Qinglan, hugged him tightly and refused to let go, and hugged him with grievances, rubbing against him and shaking non-stop: "Qing Lan, I've already found out about that matter, I really didn't do it, listen to my explanation..."

Lin Xiuran was almost dumbfounded by him, let alone he had never seen the power of the tribulation period before, even if he thought about it, he never dared to think about it.Although right now because of Qi Shuhuan's delirious mind, he didn't deliberately release coercion or use spiritual power, but simply hugging Lin Xiuran was enough to make him have difficulty breathing and his eyes turned black.

Perhaps because there was no response for a long time, Qi Shuhuan suddenly became furious again, and pushed Lin Xiuran away, full of evil spirits, stretched out his hand and hooked Lin Xiuran's saber into his palm.

"What are you! Why is Qinglan's saber in your hand?" Qi Shuhuan said with an angry look on his face, "Qinglan is so glamorous, you are such a naughty Xiaoxiao, you dare to covet Qinglan!"

Lin Xiuran bumped into the wall and was smashed to pieces, but Yin Chengyu was so angry at Qi Shuhuan's words, he stumbled to his feet, walked towards Lin Xiuran and scolded angrily, "Who are you? ! Xiu Ran is delicate, elegant, and has a certain degree of advancement and retreat, so you still need to pretend to be Su Qinglan? You are so mad that you even fucked up your brain!"

Unexpectedly, the two of them could still scold each other in this situation. If the atmosphere was not really inappropriate at this time, Lin Xiuran might have laughed out loud.

Yin Chengyu staggered to Lin Xiuran's side, and carefully helped him up.Qi Shuhuan was also very angry. He touched the blade of the sword lightly with two fingers, and the long sword trembled instantly, emitting a dazzling light.

The Han Qiong Sword had already been refined and subdued by Lin Xiuran. Now that the sword was held by Qi Shuhuan, Lin Xiuran felt that his whole body was trembling along with it. The hairs all over his body stood on end, but he didn't even have the slightest strength to parry.

Qi Shuhuan raised his sword and was about to slash at Yin Chengyu. At the critical moment, Yin Chengyu, who was already unable to avoid it, hurriedly dug out the piece of black jade and held it high above his head.

The moment he caught sight of Moyu, Qi Shuhuan's aura suddenly relaxed, and his expression softened a lot.He stretched out his hand to take Mo Yu, and his whole body regained some of its former elegance, with a gentle smile overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

Qi Shuhuan has been in a daze since he fell into the demon, and his memory has long been confused. He only remembers the moment of lust with Su Qinglan on the lake, so he has been silent at the bottom of the lake for hundreds of years, and has never been known to the outside world.

This time, Lin Xiuran and Yin Chengyu broke in by mistake, which actually awakened the little mind left in his heart.

"Did Qing Lan send you to find me?" Qi Shuhuan asked softly.

Yin Chengyu changed his mind, and immediately thought of the "token" that the demon clan who attacked the disciples of Shuyu Palace said before he died. At that time, he thought that the "token" referred to the token that opened the underground palace, but now it seems that maybe The demons knew something a long time ago and wanted the "token" in order to wake up Qi Shuhuan's mind when he also saw him.

Faced with Qi Shuhuan's nearly crushing gap in cultivation, Yin Chengyu didn't dare to take advantage of the talisman formation at all, so he simply said frankly and honestly: "This junior is not an envoy sent by Senior Su, but he just knows about some seniors. What I don’t know, I just want to answer the senior’s worries and doubts.”

"Where's Qing Lan? Why didn't he come to see me in person... No, no, Qing Lan is dead, who are you!"

Qi Shuhuan seemed to be crying and laughing, and from time to time he yelled a few words in a sharp voice, and the spiritual energy around him also spun violently, flying sand and rocks to engulf the finely broken spirit stones scattered on the ground.

The coercion released by the great power during the tribulation period is by no means something that a mere monk who established the foundation of the golden core can bear. Lin Xiuran only felt that his internal organs were crushed severely. If he relaxed a little, wow Spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yin Chengyu didn't get any better, the coercion released by Qi Shuhuan made him shaky, if he was really just a golden core cultivator, and not ascended to the position of Demon Lord in his previous life, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to bear it now.

"Senior has guarded this place for thousands of years, but because of the torment in his heart?" Yin Chengyu said loudly, "But if Su Qinglan didn't die at the hands of senior at all?"

Back then, the two of them were young and frivolous, and when they fought each other on the battlefield, perhaps because they were all suffocated, neither of them held back, as if they wanted to prove something through this.

As a result, after Qi Shuhuan finally swung that ground-breaking sword move that he had fought with Su Qinglan countless times when he was young, Su Qinglan did not dodge as easily as before.

He watched Su Qinglan lying lifelessly on the ground, the piece of black jade rolled out of Su Qinglan's palm, and landed on the dusty and bloody ground, looking extremely muddy.

When he woke up again, Su Qinglan had already been carried back by members of the Su family. On the chaotic battlefield, Qi Shuhuan only found the Moyu that was crushed in the dust and ashes.

Not long afterwards, the entire Su Clan's army disappeared. Qi Shuhuan thought that Su Qinglan died in his own hands, and he had no time to think about it under the agitation of his mind. Casting spells day and night to summon souls.

As for the result, everyone knows.

"After Su Qinglan was seriously injured, he was in a coma for a whole hundred years before he regained consciousness. But after he regained consciousness, he received the news that Qi Shuhuan had fallen into a demon and that Liaozhou had collapsed." Yin Chengyu continued the words just now, speaking slowly.

Qi Shuhuan has always been suffering because of Su Qinglan's affairs, thinking that his lover was killed by himself. It doesn't help.

"So what? After all, Qing Lan died because of me, and even the sword she was wearing fell into the hands of others." Qi Shuhuan's spiritual violence around him eased down, but his whole body was as indifferent as ice.

If you really want to talk about it, none of them actually did anything unforgivable, but they just missed it. After several life and death, they went down to the last pile of loess, separated by a shallow formation, Yin and Yang, and they will never see each other again.

Yin Chengyu was even slightly rejoicing that Qi Shuhuan was much more innocent than his previous life, yet he had been tortured here for nearly a thousand years, while Yin Chengyu was fortunate enough to be blessed by heaven, and he could do it all over again, and be able to fall in love with Lin Xiuran, Together openly.

If it was before, he wouldn't even dare to think about it.

"Senior summoned his soul tens of thousands of times, but he never saw any response from Su Qinglan's soul. Presumably, senior thought that Su Qinglan held grudges in his heart and didn't want to see each other?" Yin Chengyu said slowly, "But Su Qinglan didn't die at all at that time. , but he was seriously injured and comatose, after waking up, he forced himself to come to the ruined Liaozhou, and searched several times, but only found the token of love he gave to the senior."

Yin Chengyu gently wiped away the blood from the corner of Lin Xiuran's lips, hugged him and leaned into his arms, and looked down at him: "Senior may not know, but Senior Su has been seriously injured and has not been able to find any clues about Senior for a long time. In mourning, in the cave at the back of Minghe Mountain—the place where senior and senior Su had a private meeting at night—a clothing tomb was set up, which was modeled on the one built by senior in the underground palace. The dagger was placed in it, and soon died of depression."

Qi Shuhuan opened his mouth blankly and shook his head.Yin Chengyu didn't explain much, he dug out the jade slip that he threw in from the corner of the storage bag, and threw it in Qi Shuhuan's direction.

The jade slip fell not far from Qi Shuhuan's side, he was stunned for a moment before he realized, picked up the jade slip, and put it close to the center of his eyebrows.

After a long time, he clenched the jade slip tightly and curled up on the messy floor.