Yuanshin: Ten Tragic Characters at the Beginning

Facing Qingxu's praise, Morax smiled faintly, but didn't say anything.

When he took out the rock knot green, Qing Xu's eyes instantly straightened.

The Demon God of Jade naturally loves precious jade very much.

"It turned out to be the sword made by Jielu, Morax, you really surprised me!"

"If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Morakes smiled lightly, he came here to give gifts.

No matter how precious jade is, how can it compare to a thousand-year friendship?

"Send me?" Qing Xu was slightly taken aback.

The value of this sword is probably more than all the jade in Qingxupu, right?

That's it, give it to yourself?

"Why, don't you like it?" Morax said softly.

Qingxu was silent, with a complicated expression on his face. He looked at Morax and asked, "What do you want to exchange for such a precious gift?"

"I don't want to exchange anything. Could it be that the thousand-year friendship between us is nothing compared to a knot of green?"

Qingxu didn't speak, his heart was very heavy, he walked outside the castle and looked at his tribe.

"what happened?"

Morax came over and looked at Qingxu's abnormal appearance suspiciously.

"Is the friendship between us really so precious?"

"If you compare friendship to a treasure, it is a priceless treasure. Although this knot green is precious, it is a priceless treasure."

Morax looked at the emerald green sword in his hand and smiled.

Qingxu was his first friend. He used to chat with each other, toasted to get drunk together, and invited each other to look at the bright moon.

"Priceless...ah."

Qingxu was not happy at all, but sighed.

"Qingxu, what happened to you?"

And Morax, finally noticed the strangeness of Qingxu.

He has known Qingxu for so many years and knows that he is a very cheerful demon god.

But the performance of Qingxu today is too abnormal.

He came with a precious gift, but Qingxu kept moaning.

"Morax, if one day I'm gone, please treat the people here kindly."

Qingxu looked at the tribe he had guarded for thousands of years, with a very complicated look in his eyes.

Morax frowned, feeling that there was something in Qingxu's words.

At this time, the movement in the distance made Morax and Qingxu look at it together.

It wasn't the fluctuation of the war in Guiliyuan, the distance between the two places was so far that even Qingxupu couldn't sense the war in Guiliyuan.

It was a young man with blood all over his body, struggling to run over, his breath of life had dropped to freezing point, and it was all supported by a will until now.

"Emperor...Emperor, there are...devil gods...joining forces...invading and returning to Liyuan..."

Seeing Dijun on the tower, the young man shouted with the last of his strength.

He should have died a long time ago, but he couldn't live up to his hope, it was Swift who blocked the fatal blow for him with all his might.

The demon god blocked the way, and he was the only Yasha who came to inform the emperor of Guiliyuan's accident.

He can't die, if he dies, then Swift's sacrifice will be in vain, and the ending of Gui Li Yuan will be unimaginable!

But now, after completing the task, he collapsed with a smile on his face.

"Bronze Sparrow! Return to Liyuan!"

Morax looked at the young man who fell to the ground, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and then he suddenly looked in the direction of Gui Liyuan.

No wonder he felt uneasy today, those magical beasts dared to invade Guiliyuan at this time, they thought he was easy to bully!

Morax was completely angry, his murderous intent soared, and even the bronze sparrow died, so what is the extent of the war at Guiliyuan now?

Just as he was about to return to Guiliyuan, Qingxu's voice made him stop slightly.

"Jielu has the soul and tenderness of clear water, and can cleanse the grievances left on it."

"But who can heal the pain of being molded into a killing tool with a body of beautiful jade?"

Qingxu sighed, looked at Morax and said, "Morax, you can't leave now."

Chapter 151

"Morax, you can't go now."

Morax paused, but he didn't look back. The atmosphere was extremely cold at this moment.

"Qingxu, you know, what are you talking about?"

A moment later, Morax said coldly, and streams of golden air swirled around him.

"Oh!"

In the room, countless wine bottles were blown to pieces under the pressure, and the mellow wine flowed out in all directions. However, the two people who liked to drink were indifferent to these.

"I know, but I have to do it." Qing Xu sighed softly.

Morax finally turned around, staring at Qingxu with golden eyes, filled with endless disappointment.

The friendship that lasted for more than a thousand years, in the end, came to the opposite side.

He didn't ask why Qingxu wanted to be his enemy, but said coldly: "You can't stop me."

"I can't stop you, but it's okay to hold you back for a cup of tea."

Morax stared at Qingxu, and images flashed in his eyes.

Stormy waves go into the sea to find chi and tigers, return to the mountains in the wind and snow to kill evil spirits!

Many years ago, he rescued a wounded bird, enlightened it, opened its spiritual wisdom, and named it Bronze Sparrow.

As a weak Flying Sparrow clan, the Bronze Sparrow's strength is not strong after his transformation, but he is the hardest-working Yaksha.

He has been looking for demon gods and demons, killing demons and defending the world. He is very obedient, runs errands, and never complains.

Not long ago, he heard that Bronze Sparrow and Swift, who is also a Yaksha, have a good impression of each other.

Swift is a female Yaksha. Like the bronze sparrow, they are both light and agile birds.

Because of this, the two often go hand in hand and rarely separate.

He had thought before that when the war was over, he would personally connect the red line for them.

And now, Tongque died before his eyes, what about the Swift who was always with him?

"Dijun, when you come back, can you accompany me to see the Liuli Lily?"

He thought of the gentle girl who was in Guiliyuan at this moment, who had been allied for hundreds of years, and she would always look gentle in front of him.

Make tea for him, prepare delicious food for him, ask him if he slept well last night, send him a glazed lily...

He didn't dare to imagine what happened to Gui Liyuan, because he was afraid of everything.

Morakes turned around, ignored Qingxu, and walked towards Guiliyuan.

"Oh!"

A hill in front of Morax was shattered, and several beams of light floated in front of him, stopping his footsteps again.

It was a sword made of jade. Although it was not as green as the rock in Morax's hand, it was still very precious.

Behind him was a green light shining in Qingxu's hand, and he slowly flew to the front of Morax, surrounded by swords.

"I said, you can't leave now."

Morax put the corpse of Bronze Sparrow into the cave, and looked at the Qingxu standing in front of him expressionlessly.

In the past, they once asked the blue sky with wine, invited the bright moon with wine, and drew a blueprint for the future together.

But now, it is difficult to return to the original place, and the best friend from the past draws his sword to prevent him from going back.

This made his heart very cold, more painful than being cut by the enemy.

Because this is the heartache from betrayal, the grief of a thousand years of friendship turned to dust.

"I'll give you the last three seconds. If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Morax said in a final flat tone, three chances, is his ultimate tolerance for a thousand-year-old friend.

Because every second he delays, Gui Liyuan's loss will be greater.

Three seconds later, Qing Xu remained unmoved, holding his sword in front of Morax.

The warmth was torn apart by coldness, the friendship was covered up by the murderous intent, and the best friends of thousands of years finally turned against each other!

"A battle outside Qingxu Pu!"

Both of them deliberately avoided the tens of thousands of people in Qingxupu, and fought a life-and-death battle in the suburbs.

Qingxu didn't know why, burning his life to reach the peak of combat power, he also wanted to stop Morax for a while.

And Morax, who wanted to return to the original countless people and old friends, did not hold back at all.

This battle was very intense, it was the most exhilarating battle Qingxu had ever fought, and it was also his last battle.

This is not a contest in the form of pointing in the past, but a real life-and-death fight.

Of course, life and death fights are only for Qingxu, even if he burns his life and sublimates his combat power for a short time at this moment, he is far from Morax's opponent.

Winning or losing is only a matter of time, and this time will not be too long.

Morax didn't take out his spear, but took the sword he was going to give to Qingxu, Panyanjielu, and gave his best friend a thousand years face.

But even if it wasn't his best spear, the sword-wielding Moraxel was still unstoppable, suppressing the sublimated Qingxu to death.

The people of Qingxupu only felt the earthquake from a distance, and never imagined that it was their gods fighting suicidally.

In the central high tower castle, the two glasses of untouched wine on the table also swayed with the vibration of the earth.

In too long a time, enemies who fought bloody battles to the death also talked and laughed together.

Best friends who will eventually turn against each other and mortal enemies whose hatred disappears will also meet for a toast.

(Hate disappears, which means the elimination of hatred. It is preliminarily guessed that Qingxu, like Orobus, was threatened by the survival of the people and had to turn against Morax.)

Chapter 152

Not only the battle between Qingxu and Morax outside Qingxu Pu, but the whole Liyue is in the chaos of war at this moment.

In the Tianheng Mountain area, Wuyasha fought against the Demon God of Rock Helmet again, and at this moment they all played a real fire, and each showed their housekeeping skills.

The difference in strength between the two is not that big. Although Wu Yasha has the upper hand, he really can't win the Demon God of Rock Helmet for a while.

And the Demon God of Rock Mountain, relying on his powerful defense, hard-wired Yi Xiao's final machine's fierce attack, and slowly came towards Tianheng Mountain.

After all, the final machine can let Yi Xiao play a demon-level attack, but it takes time to accumulate power, and the position is fixed, after all, it is still a little worse than the real demon.

Moreover, the opponent came prepared and made various preparations in advance, which made the battlefield situation in Tianheng Mountain not very optimistic.

In the sea, it seemed that the war on the mainland had been sensed, and the sea demon god also made a small move, swallowing countless ships along the coast.

But in Guiliyuan, the battle became even more intense, with thousands of monsters fighting with the army of immortals and mortals.

Among these groups of monsters, there are many powerful demon gods who can fight with the true king, and they will restrain every true king to death.

Even Ping, the most powerful among Guiliyuan Zhenjun, was trapped by two powerful monsters of the same level, and would not be able to kill them for a while.

And the mortal army was not massacred one-sidedly, and their performance was also very impressive!

After finally successfully designing the five-element formation of the five great yakshas, ​​she began to design the Qianyan formation that could be formed by thousands of mortals.

In fact, she succeeded, and the Qianyan formation, which integrates offense and defense, shines brilliantly at this moment.