Lord Xie Wang's Peerless First Love

The Gate of Hell, in the eternal silence and darkness of the Nether Realm, swayed with faint dark blue flames, cold and gloomy, standing and closing like a seamless copper wall, separating the human world from the ghost world.

Qian Wu returned to the Nether Realm with the injured Qiu Xu.

The wound on Qiu Xu's body is slowly healing itself.This process seemed to be very painful, Qiu Xu's body seemed a little stiff, frowning all the time, and his breathing fluctuated.

"As your bodyguard, I am ashamed to cause you to be injured because of me."

Qianwu's tone was still flat and cold, "Ashamed? I thought this was your hobby. It's not the first time, so it doesn't matter." As he said, he turned his head and gently licked the wound on Qiuxu's chest for a moment.

Qiu Xu was flattered, pushed Qian Wu away, and whispered: "You don't need to do this to me."

Qian Wudao: "We are friends, aren't we, Fu Shan." His tone was flat and calm, without a trace of emotional fluctuations.

Qiu Xu lowered his head and said sadly: "Just because I am a friend, I can't allow myself to drag you into danger again and again. Also, don't call me Fushan anymore. That name has long since belonged to I, the name of the Fushan family has long been wiped out among the nobles. You should forget this name."

Qianwu pinched Qiu Xu's chin, forcibly raised his face, faced himself, and said coldly: "Just losing the name of nobleman, has he also lost the dignity and pride of being a nobleman? As the Fushan family Isn't it your greatest honor to be the youngest patriarch in history? Don't you even have the courage to carry the family glory? If so, shall I save you or kill you..."

"Hmph, I finally realized the mistake I made." Another cold, mocking voice suddenly came through the gate of hell.

Qianwu let go of Qiu Xu's face, and didn't even look at the uninvited person, just hearing his voice was disgusting enough.

Qianwu turned around and walked in the direction of the Wuji Hall. "It is a felony to go to the human world without permission. When you are always looking for other people's faults, you should first reflect on your own faults, Qian Renxue."

With the same expressionless face as Qian Xue, she suddenly stretched out a hand, and the nails of her five fingers suddenly grew two inches long, piercing Qiu Xu like a sharp blade. "It is better to die with the dignity of a nobleman than to live in such oppressive pain. You think so, Fushan Akio!"

Facing Qian Renxue's attack, Qiu Xu was completely powerless to resist.The great disparity in spiritual power caused by the level gap made Qiu Xu, who was a nobleman, even have no chance to dodge.

With a slap, Qianxue's arm was grasped forcefully and froze in mid-air.

Qianwu's silver hair brushed over Qiu Xu's body like thin needles of ice, causing cold and fine stinging pain.

Qian Wudao: "First is the love of Lord Ming, and then the identity of the heir. Is it the turn of the people around me now? You are so obsessed with taking my things away."

Qianxue withdrew her grasped wrist, and her long black nails disappeared in an instant. She glanced at the faint bloodstains on Qianwu's face with her cold and keen eyes, and said with a sneer, "Are you injured? It's just a few hundred white-faced ghosts, why are you so embarrassed?" ?Instead of wasting time talking nonsense, it’s better to work harder to make yourself stronger. As the heir of the evil king’s family, if you have been so useless, the ghosts of the generations of Hades lying in the tomb will cry for you.”

Qiu Xu also often ridiculed Qianwu, but he never allowed others to show any disrespect to Qianwu, even Qianxue who was as noble as Qianwu.

Qiu Xu said angrily: "Of course it is impossible to be injured by the white-faced ghost. We were besieged by the ghost-slaying master..."

Qiu Xu couldn't continue.

What about the white-faced ghost?So what about the Ghost Slayer?No matter who the opponent is, it can't change the fact that Chigo is injured.

Qianxue stopped entanglement and turned to leave, leaving a stern back, sarcastically said: "It is not something to be proud of dying under the sword of the Ghost Slayer. If you don't want to be robbed of the throne by me, don't make such a stupid mistake again. "

The moment the voice faded away, Qian Renxue's back also disappeared into the boundless darkness.

Qianwu and Qianxue should have been the closest people, like brothers.But in fact, the relationship between the two has never been incompatible.

Qianwu has long been used to Qianxue's arrogant and ignorant attitude, so no matter what kind of rude words come out of his mouth, Qianwu will not feel the slightest surprise, let alone care about it.

Back in the Golden Palace, Qianwu lay on his back on the wide soft bed, the scene in the human world was replayed repeatedly in his mind.The scene where He Liancheng grabbed his shoulder to save himself.

Once again, he was protected by humans.

Qian Wudao: "That child, still haven't found it? It's been ten years."

Qiu Xu said: "The people we sent out have never found any child named Jing Cang in the human world. Ten years have passed, and that child may no longer be alive."

Qianwu raised his right hand in front of his eyes, looked at the intact little finger, and said affirmatively: "No. The phalanx I left behind is still conveying thoughts. Although my finger has grown again, the There is a clear and strong feeling of missing that I still feel. He must still be alive."

He was thinking of me, very strong yearning, so strong that I couldn't ignore its existence.

More than ten days later, Qiu Xu rushed over suddenly, "His Highness Qianxue arrested a ghost slayer more than ten days ago and imprisoned him in the Abyss of Sin."

Qian Wu looked at the dying sika deer on the huge cold dining table, a hole was torn in the neck, and sweet and warm blood was continuously flowing out.

The beating heart, muscular muscles, terrified eyes, slightly twitching limbs, flowing blood, the fresh and delicious combination of all these made Qianwu hungry and thirsty.

In just a moment, the poor sika deer was drained of blood without making a whine, leaving a pair of wrinkled flower skin and a solid white skeleton standing there blankly.

After Qianwu finished his lunch, he gently wiped the remaining blood drops from the corners of his mouth with his thumb, and the bloody light in his eyes gradually faded away, leaving charming black and white pupils, "Bring them here at night."

Qiu Xu stopped him and said, "No. Ever since Lord Ming ascended the throne, there has been a rule not to ingest human beings."

Qian Wudao: "Qian Xue brought humans back to the Nether Realm, isn't it just for appreciation? You know the benefits of sucking human blood essence. Isn't Qian Xue's desperate practice for hundreds of years just to surpass me? "

Qiu Xu said: "But Master Qianxue was not born of the Queen of the Underworld, but an adopted son. Without the orthodox royal blood, even if you surpass you in spiritual power, you will not be recognized by the nobles, and you cannot inherit the position of the Underworld Lord Yes. His Highness Qianxue must understand this truth. What I can’t figure out is why he is so persistent when he knows this?”

Qianwu returned to the Golden Palace, stood in front of the mirror of death, and waved the scene in the mirror to the abyss of evil, "Who knows. Such a gloomy and weird person, what kind of thoughts do I have in his head?" Not interested at all."

Looking at Helian City in the mirror of death, his hands and feet were bound by iron chains, hanging in the air.Two turquoise rose whips that were as thick as arms and covered with sharp thorns alternately whipped the flesh of his whole body.

"Oh? It's him." In Qianwu's voice, there was a strong sense of malice ready to watch a good show.