After torturing the sick villain, he cried and begged me not to go

Qi Yan experienced the darkest days of Mo Huazong. At that time, the entire Mo Huazong seemed to be shrouded in an invisible and intangible hostility.

Everyone is wearing robes embroidered with green bamboo, but their behavior style is no different from that of a demon.

He knew that the source of his hostility came from Chu Qingyu's persecution and finding faults.

So much so that he has always been tense with a string, practicing desperately.

Coupled with Lin Yusheng's betrayal and Chu Qingyu's existence, he was extremely repulsed by social interaction. After returning to Mo Huazong, he no longer had the modest and gentlemanly attitude he once had, and behaved extraordinarily withdrawn and indifferent.

The only two people who are close are his master and ancestor.

Only gradually, he found that everyone in Mo Huazong seemed to have changed.

Impulsive, irritable, irritable, bad-natured and like to pick things up, those brothers and sisters who faced his indifference and still wanted to bring him back into the group with a good temper, seemed to suddenly become like ghosts generally.

They lost the self-cultivation that was almost integrated into their bones, and became mean and inferior.

They will still try to win him over, but if they fail to win him over, they will immediately turn their faces and scold him, and they can say any ugly words.

They will still bring new disciples down the mountain to do tasks, but they have become bullying and do not have the slightest strength to be disciples of the righteous way.

Talking about benevolence and morality, but doing the dirtiest and despicable things.

There was even a moment when he felt that Chu Qingyu, who had never hurt anyone but just chased after him, was genuine.

It was in such a depressing atmosphere that Mo Huazong's hermit was born, wanting to correct this unhealthy trend.

His master and ancestor were just one of the many hermits who stood up and wanted to restore the overall situation.

It's just that I didn't expect that the elders of Mo Hua Zong's peak master said that everything was easy to discuss, but they took advantage of the unsuspecting senior monks to attack.

A Mohuazong civil war broke out suddenly, and ended suddenly.

The hermit sect who wanted to make things right didn't guard against the sneak attack of many peak master elders, and they were beaten helplessly.

In the end, his master fell on the spot in order to protect him and his master.

He hugged the injured and poisoned master, and was teleported away by the master who was only breathing.

The last words he heard from his master were: "Flee! Run far away! Never come back!"

Afterwards, he brought his master to visit other top sects, only begging them to save his master's life, but until the end, although he found hope of saving his master, his master failed to wait for him to find the root of blood.

As a result, the word "bi blood erodes the heart" has almost become his obsession, it has been engraved into his bones, and it is impossible to let go of it.

When Qi Yan heard the news circulating among his disciples, the spirit stone in his hand was crushed instantly, which shocked the disciples of the Demon Sect below.

Using his spiritual power to attract the whispering people from a distance, Qi Yan said with a sullen face, "Where did you hear the news?"

The little disciples of the Demon Sect had seen Qi Yan's despotic power, and tremblingly told the gossip that had been circulating among their disciples these days.

Qi Yan searched layer after layer, and finally found the few disciples who first spread the news.

Knowing that they heard the news from outside, Qi Yan didn't dare to delay. He found the place where they heard the news, but only inquired about several places one after another, but he didn't get any news about the fight between Mo Huazong and Lingzhizong.

Qi Yan's expression was condensed, and the young disciples of the Demon Sect who followed behind him were anxiously fighting.

The little disciple of the Demon Sect knew that he had been tricked, and he was anxious and angry. He couldn't figure out why those people spread these false news to deceive him.

Qi Yan waved to let the demon disciples who brought him go back by himself, and set foot on the road back to Mo Huazong with a sullen face.

He didn't know what it meant to return to Mohuazong this time.

For this obvious trap, even if he knew it was fake, he couldn't ignore it.

What if, what if it's true?

He didn't know if it was Chu Qingyu's handwriting, and he didn't know if Chu Qingyu was a reborn person like him, knew the future, and used this conspiracy to lure the king into the urn.

I don't know if there are other similar people besides him and Chu Qingyu who is also possible.

I don't even know if this doesn't correspond to what he remembers at all, whether the collapsed world or other events in his memory will be advanced.

He didn't dare to gamble, and he couldn't afford to gamble.
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At this time, Chu Qingyu had already returned to Mo Huazong, and sat opposite Qi Yan's future cheap master.

Between them, there is a chessboard, and the two sides play with each other.

Tang Yang dropped a son: "Five sons are on the same line, I am hard."

Chu Qingyu threw away the chess piece in his hand, and said, "I don't want to play anymore."

She has never been exposed to Go, and it's fine if she can't play against the opponent, but she can't even play backgammon, which she often played when she was a child, and she has won many times. It really hits her a bit.

Tang Yang smiled gently: "The backgammon game you created is too simple, and the rules can be easily figured out. You subconsciously don't want to understand the rules in depth, so naturally you can't beat me."

Chu Qingyu rolled her eyes: "It's been said that I didn't create this game, and it's just for fun. If even this is treated as a math problem, what's the point?"

In her previous life, she hated playing cards with friends from the mathematics department the most.

What kind of skill is cheating with mathematical modeling in playing cards! ! !
Still smiling, Tang Yang put away the scattered chess pieces thrown by Chu Qingyu one by one.

Chu Qingyu didn't want to continue, lazily took out the cushion, leaned on it comfortably, and read a book.

Until a clear zither sounded suddenly from the Jade Talisman of Communication placed aside, Chu Qingyu reached out to pick it up, and was immediately shaken.

"Here we come! Qi Yan is coming soon, senior, please adjust your mood quickly, and don't show your secrets for a while!"

Tang Yang had already restarted a game, playing chess alone, when he heard the words, Luozi's fingers stopped.

Even though it had been two days, he still felt incredible when he thought of the news that Chu Qingyu had told him.

Law, destiny, future, demons, civil strife, extermination.

The information Chu Qingyu said really subverted his cognition.

He couldn't believe what Chu Qingyu said, but when he found the head of the sect as Chu Qingyu said, the head of the sect himself admitted that the inner demons do exist.

The example of the puppet sect falling down due to demons is still before his eyes. When he confirmed that there were demons lurking in the sect, he believed half of Chu Qingyu's words.

Although Chu Qingyu's remarks about fate were bizarre, compared to the news that Mo Huazong would be destroyed in the future, he was more acceptable.

Knowing that the heart demon was discovered by Chu Qingyu, and after he had been monitored all the time, he already regarded Chu Qingyu as his own.

Although he was still skeptical about the theory of fate she said, it didn't affect him agreeing to this small request and cooperating with him to act out a play.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting