I created the Longevity Club

One, two, three, four, okay, the one on the left in the fourth row. "I'm going to do it?"

There was a hint of cruelty hidden in his gentle eyes. His right hand reached for the package behind him. His fingers felt a familiar touch. The animal skin on the handle of the long sword was delicate but not smooth. "What kind of cemetery do you think he likes?" A cold sigh sounded in his heart.

"The witch clan should return to the sky."

Lu Li narrowed his eyes. Among his magical powers, the figure that he had locked on to had a faint witch and lich aura.

It was well hidden, but it was a pity that those who plotted against the great fortune of our human race would be killed.

The long sword without light slid from his back, and his right hand pulled the strange blade. "Do you think we can see the demon court in the sky here?"

The surroundings were empty, and there were flowing clouds under his feet. A man and a demon were confronting each other in the sky.

He held a long sword in his hand and pointed it at the other party with a cold look, as if he was looking at a corpse.

The person being pointed at was a little confused. Before he could react to what was happening around him, he was in the clouds above the sky. The thin oxygen, high-speed airflow, and cold clouds were like a powerful arm that tightly grasped his throat. His face was purple and he was already a little out of breath. He wanted to open his mouth to say something several times, but the whistling wind in his ears could not convey his weak voice.

Countless thoughts floated through his mind. Who is he, where am I, why does he want to kill me?

Countless questions were blocked in his heart, connected to the thin air.

He felt that his limbs were about to be torn apart, but fortunately, he was a demon, and his naturally strong body might live longer than this human. Although the final result of both of them was death, it was just a matter of who died in whose hands.

Suddenly, the pressure from the suffocation in his internal organs suddenly disappeared, and a burst of light came in front of him. Is it the Sun Star? ? Did the Great Witch send someone to save him? But how did the master know that he was in trouble? He hadn't had time to crush the jade talisman yet.

A silhouette of a person walked out of the light, looking familiar. I wonder if it was the great witch master. "Great witch master, hurry up, save me."

The figure in the light was his last straw, so he couldn't help but stretch out his right hand and use all the strength in his body to catch the figure in the light.

It's getting closer, closer, the great witch master is coming.

Ecstasy gradually occupied his heart. Here it comes, here it comes, his savior is here. As long as the great witch master comes, let alone a mere human race, another army, let the entire Yulin City army come here, it's just a matter of the great witch master moving his fingers.

I have heard a lot of similar rumors. One person slaughtered the city. This is the power of the great witch master. This is the fortune of our witch clan. Our ancestor is Pangu, the great god, who split the prehistoric world!

The figure descending from the light gradually covered the light. The shadow covered himself, but he could see some of it.

The Great Witch Master who came this time looked unfamiliar. Why did he look so thin? Where was the Great Witch's body? Could it be that he was not the Great Witch Master?

Just as a trace of doubt appeared in my heart, a voice came to my ear. "Is this your last words? I remember it."

A figure without luster and a sword without luster pierced through the body that was still confused.

The world seemed to be frozen at this point, without the scene of blood splashing, without the cruelty of the body and head being separated.

Only, returning to the clear sky, it seemed that nothing had ever happened, and it had been like this since ancient times.

The long sword returned to the sheath.

Xiao Ke's voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness. It was the memory of the witch who was killed, no, it could also be said to be a resume.

"Ba Boyi, a human-witch hybrid."

"One-quarter human blood, plus the unremarkable witch talent, makes him look like he doesn't have an outstanding body like the witches when he grows up, but more like the human appearance."

"So he was assigned here as a spy?"

"Not entirely, there are also some... small stories, fragments of memory extracted from the soul, do you want to see them?"

The cold tone disappeared for the most part, and a playful attitude revealed a hint of invitation.

"Better to obey than to be respectful."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Li felt a little light shining into his head, and a cold feeling appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness. He released the restrictions of his sea of ​​consciousness and immersed himself in it. Without any resistance, let that mysterious realm of Tao occupy his sea of ​​consciousness.

War, desolation, cruelty, the scene that came into view, this was Lu Li's first feeling.

In this regard, Xiao Ke is really reliable. It is not the first time he has entered such a mysterious place. Lu Li sighed in his heart that Xiao Ke's ability to follow his steps is so convenient.

But I don't know whose perspective this time is, the half-witch named Ba Boyi? When did it start, kid? Or when he became a spy.

A strange but familiar voice sounded in my heart.

"The demons are here again, it's my turn this time."

The slightly childish voice echoed in my heart, was it still Ba Boyi in his childhood? Lu Li felt his head swollen, and a memory was poured into his mind.

"I am... Ba Boyi?"

Lu Li was a little confused, as if he was doubting who he was. The memory in his mind kept giving his affirmative answer, but his deep inspiration was madly denying it.

"You are my master, Shuyun."

Another voice suddenly broke into the sea of ​​consciousness, breaking this awkward cycle of self-doubt, and Lu Li felt his mind clear up instantly.

It was a close call, he almost fell into the devil's barrier.

He felt grateful to Xiao Ke in his heart, and then his consciousness was immersed in it again, but his heart insisted that he was Shu Yun, Lu Li, not some half-witch Ba Boyi.

A voice began to speak, as if it had passed through countless time and space, and a koi suddenly appeared in front of him from the endless time and occasions.

The age of the tribe's innate magical power, a child who would be like all children of this age, longing for the love of his father and mother, a, poor orphan. .