Qingshan Ju Nanke

Chapter 195

Just when her red lips were about to touch him, Liu Yue suddenly came back to her senses, seeing Bai Ze's tightly closed brows and eyes, her face instantly turned pale.

She loves Bai Ze, but she is also pursuing her blatantly. When did she become like this.

It's like a mouse hiding in a dark corner, making himself sick with despicable methods!

She shouldn't be like this, if she did this today, she would be even more unworthy of him, and I'm afraid she would never be able to face him openly again.

Liu Yue struggled to distance herself, turned her back and panted violently, and only after she completely suppressed the restlessness in her heart did she look at Bai Ze again.

Sighing slightly, he picked up the jade bottle and opened it, and fed it to Bai Ze.

Then she took out the Heavenly Soul Cup and used her mana to infuse Bai Ze with majestic spiritual power.

Since the Heavenly Soul Lamp is a treasure, it is naturally impossible to only have the function of gathering souls.

Outside Qingdai Mountain, a red figure stood for a long time, and the originally delicate and lovely face became fierce and enchanting.

Dixiu had given her many things, and she hadn't returned to Qingdai Mountain for a long time, but she had heard about that battle for a long time.

Some of the demons also escaped and were chased by the heavens all the time. Hong Shao gathered them together again. She couldn't figure out why the demon king lost, and she was even more unwilling to believe that Qingwu was dead.

But Qing Wu's death happened in full view of the public, how could it be a fake, unexpectedly Mozun didn't kill her, she died at the hands of his most respected master.

Thinking of this, a murderous intent flashed in Hong Shao's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by sadness. She thought she would see her soon.

Over the years, every step she took was extremely difficult, and if she made a mistake, she would inevitably end up dead.

But she still persevered, as long as Mozun succeeds, she doesn't have to worry about it anymore, she can play with Qingwu in the world, which is the happiest thing for her.

Sometimes she even thought that it would be good to be a stupid little demon all the time, sometimes if she told too many lies, it might come true!

It's a pity that she can't even enter Qingdai Mountain now.

The activation of the Demon Sealing Formation is equivalent to completely isolating the entire Qingdai Mountain from the outside world, no one can get in and no one can get out.

"Dharma Protector, we should go now. What the Lord ordered us has not been completed yet." The Demon Attendant beside him reminded dutifully.

Hong Shao lowered her eyes to hide her turbulent emotions, waved her red sleeves, and returned to dead silence on the spot.

300 years have passed, and Qingdai Mountain, which was once barren because of a war, has regained its vitality.

The scorched soil was covered with buds, and the old withered trees sprouted new buds.

Since Qingwu's death, this Qingdai Mountain has also become a dead place, without a trace of life, and the rotten breath of death permeates every part of Qingdai Mountain.

People say that the underworld is scary, but the underworld is also decorated with eight hundred li manzhusawahua, and the flowing river of Wangchuan carries a pair of idiots and resentful women, leaving the world with sorrow!
However, even the water in Qingdai Mountain is oppressive black, and the former sanctuary with beautiful mountains and clear waters has become the gloomy and terrifying look it is now.

After the great battle, most of the monsters in Qingdai Mountain died, and the rest thought they had escaped, but found that they were trapped here and could not get out at all. They were like abandoned children abandoned by the six realms. Nobody cares!

The aura is extremely thin, they can't cultivate at all, and their cultivation base is even faintly regressing. Some monsters can't bear it and choose to sleep.

The bad environment made them desperate and even awakened the evil in their hearts.

I don't know when Qingdai Mountain became a bloody killing place, not just the blood of other lives can give them a moment of peace in their hearts.

The most important thing is that the flesh and blood and demon pills of the same kind can increase cultivation and increase the possibility of survival.

There has become no order at all here, the weak are preying on the strong, and strength is everything.

The people of heaven were afraid that the demons would bend over these demons, so they threw them together with the demons. Although they were still alive, they had become slaves to evil and desire.

Even if they don't die here, the heavens will not let them go in the future, and they won't even have a chance of reincarnation.

How cruel, letting them kill each other is like raising Gu, cultivating enemies who hate the heavens to the bone.

It's better to solve them all from the beginning, maybe they don't have to go through so much despair.

……

A thin black figure stood near Tianyou Valley, and on his shoulder stood a beautiful sparrow. It no longer chirped as usual, but stood quietly, silently accompanying the boy.

The young man's eyes were full of sadness, as if he had thought of something, a trace of softness appeared in the usually cold black eyes.

He took a deep breath, and left with his hands behind his back, his murmuring voice drifted in the wind, "Que'er, she's gone, I want to watch over her."

Tiger toot, oh no!He should be called now—Chu Bufu!

People from back then, things from back then are gone, Hududu from back then is gone, now Chu Bufu is the one who survives, and only Chu Bufu can survive!

People with soft hearts would have died long ago in this place. Hududu should live in peace and beauty, and should not be stained with darkness and filth.

Chu Bufu's mother died, died in countless battles, his father was seriously injured, and died not long after, leaving only Chu Bufu and Que'er.

His steps looked sloppy, but it didn't take long for him to get home, yes!It is home, and now only this place can be home.

He has always liked the place where Aunt Qingwu and Uncle Qingheng lived. In order to keep the place as it was, he kept other demons away from the beginning.

So Aunt Qingwu's things were all there, and he didn't move them, no matter how difficult it was.

At such a young age, Chu Bufu has already become the overlord of a party, and no one will come here to provoke him easily, not because of anything else, because of his strength.

There used to be no other monsters who wanted to kill him and take his things because they saw him as young and easy to bully, but without exception, they couldn't escape the road of death.

At the beginning, there were monsters who didn't believe it, and wanted to solve him, but in the end they were often killed by the other party, and then they dared not despise him anymore.

With their lives in front of them, they have to admit that this monster is very strong!

But no one knew that he had almost died several times before he took down the current An An An. Fortunately, no one knew, because if there was a slight mistake, he would not be able to live now.

The deep and visible scars on his body are too numerous to count, like the brand of suffering, telling him the truth clearly.

I'm afraid this is an injury that even those magic pills can't heal.

This is the result of the two demon pills of his parents in his body.

He wore a mask on his face, and he had to put it on every time he went to Tianyou Valley.

He didn't want to see Qingwu with that horrible face, Aunt Qingwu liked to pinch his face the most, and she would definitely be upset when she saw his face ruined!

His face was ruined, and in a fight, the bloody blade almost sliced ​​his head in half.

From the center of the brows to the vicinity of the earlobe, the flesh and blood flew ferociously, even Que'er, who had seen countless battles, couldn't help but have red eyes.

Now the injury no longer hurts, it's just ugly, like a penetrating centipede lying on his face, sometimes even he himself feels sick.

(End of this chapter)