First Son-in-law

Seeing Qin Li's expression, Old Demon Dugu couldn't help sighing.

After thinking for a while, Dugu Laomo said: "Maybe it's really just luck, just a coincidence, don't think too much. If it is really the scheme of the Emperor of Heaven, then the mysterious female weapon spirit will not stop us like that! "

"Besides, you were also a random choice of altar at the time, how could the Emperor of Heaven predict that you would come to the Great World of Gods and Demons?"

Qin Li still didn't speak.

Old Demon Dugu frowned slightly, and persuaded: "It's really not possible, let's not join in the fun."

"No!"

"I must go."

Qin Li smiled wryly and said:

"Qingyin has been sleeping for many years, I must get this Taiyou fruit."

Dugu Laomo heard a sense of helplessness in his tone, which reminded him of an allusion.

The owner wanted to go to the market, but the mule didn't want to, so he got a wooden pole to hang fruits and vegetables to lure the mule forward.

Now it seemed that Qin Li was the mule, while Chu Qingyin was hung on the pole and had no choice but to move forward.

"The Taiyou fruit has a special method that can divide the leaves and create false visions tens of thousands of miles away to distract monks and strong men. But I can reverse the location of the fruit through false visions."

"We still want to go to Toe Sword City first!" Dugu Laomo suggested.

"Um."

Qin Li nodded.

As if a stone had been pressed in his heart, he was gloomy and reticent.

Old Demon Dugu frowned: "Boy Qin, if you're in pain and depressed, just speak up and I'll help you carry it."

"It's really nothing."

Qin Li showed a stiff smile.

His current situation, even if it is said, is useless.

Old Demon Dugu was not easy to persecute, so he took Qin Lifei to escape, while stimulating some demon energy, disguised as a demon cultivator, and arrived at Sharp Sword City.

The city is wide, with rough buildings, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there are densely packed sharp knives with sawtooth and brown blood stains on the top of the city.

And there are hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators in the city, all kinds of demons, with different images, and there are even monsters wandering around.

Most of them wear bone armor, hold magic soldiers, and keep a distance from strangers.

"Here is the chassis of the sharp knife demon handsome." Dugu Laomo talked about the customs.

"Magic handsome?"

Qin Li was puzzled and said:

"What is the origin of this name?"

Old Demon Dugu laughed and said, "First of all, you need to understand a simple concept."

"The great world of gods and demons adopts the military system. A high level of cultivation does not mean a high status. Only those who have enough military merits and are appointed as princes and prime ministers can have status."

"Arranged according to their level of cultivation, they are the flesh-body demon soldiers, the Famen magicians, the heavenly and human demon generals, the Nirvana demon commander, the Dharma phase demon prince, the king realm demon king, the holy realm demon emperor, and finally the demon emperor."

"Different titles correspond to different rights, so the demon cultivator desperately conquers in order to obtain military merits and exchange titles. For example, Xuanyin gods and demons, who are obviously kings, have no title of demon king, so they can only go to Qianyuan to fight desperately, but they fall on their own. Yes. There is also the Purple Blood Saint Demon, who has not yet obtained the title of Demon Emperor."

Qin Li nodded.

A set of title system is enough to see the madness of Moxiu.

For more military exploits, it is bound to provoke war and invade all directions.

What a crazy world!

Enter the magic city.

Dugu Laomo handles everything.

Entered one of the most prosperous inns and rented two rooms.

The magic city is very prosperous, exuding an exotic style, there are graceful and exposed succubi, there are weird and evil blood demons, and there are powerful and fierce bull demons...

The buildings here are also very distinctive.

Normally, Qin Li would definitely appreciate the local customs, but now he is not in the mood.

Just hiding in the dark corner of the room, dazed.

at this time!

The sun is gradually setting.

Qin Li saw the magic sun through the window.

It was dark, deep and vast, revealing an evil magic power.

Qin Li stared at Mo Ri, his eyes were blackened, and the pain, aggrieved, and darkness in his heart... seemed to be hooked out.

A chill ran up the spine, and the hairs exploded.

It seemed that there was a big cold hand piercing into his chest, holding the emperor's heart, and taking his life.

There also seemed to be a noose around his neck, which he couldn't break free from, and it became tighter and tighter, and he was suffocated, panting desperately.

"This is the embodiment of pain!"

Qin Li shrank in the corner, understanding the source of all these feelings.

He clearly knew that there was no lasso, but he still struggled for breath and scratched his neck, feeling cramped and terrified.

"The magic day is too weird."

Qin Li closed his eyes and lay down on the bed.

He is depressed and misses his family. His wife and daughter should be fine!

"father!"

Qin Lianyi's voice came.

Qin Li suddenly opened his eyes in fright.

The surroundings are not inns, but ghosts and monsters.

The gray mist is steaming, the cold wind is howling, and the dead peach trees are like devil's claws.

"Father, accompany me to the puppet show!" Qin Lianyi was standing in the dead tree, dressed in blue like a lotus, lively and lovely.

"good!"

Qin Li did not refuse.

He also knew it was a dream.

This is the product of the longing in my heart mixed with pain.

The father and daughter entered the flat peach grove, and came under the towering mother tree. It was the same jade table, this time with a wooden box.

Behind the box, stood a man in green robe, whose face could not be seen clearly at all, only she opened the box and took out two string puppets, one was Qin Li, the other was Chu Qingyin, with dull eyes, at the mercy of others.

The person in Qingpao swings the puppet, and the silk thread moves it, making the puppet come to life. She even sang in a playful voice: "I am originally from Yangcheng. I have been mute for nearly ten years. Once I turned into a dragon, I fell into a cage."

"It's ridiculous to be a puppet with strings. He opens his mouth and keeps talking about himself, cuts the thread constantly, and can't change his life. No matter how he struggles, he will be a toy in the end..."

"Shut up!"

Qin Li was furious.

With a clang, he pulled out the Absolute Beginning Sword.

With a decisive blow of the sword, the puppet thread was cut and pierced into the chest of the man in green robe.

"Qin Li, why did you kill me?" The green-robed man lifted his hood, and it turned out to be Chu Qingyin, with a stunning face full of grief, and blood and tears streaming from his eyes.

"Voiceless..."

Qin Li woke up suddenly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

It was another dream, reflecting his inner fear and struggle.

"I fell asleep before I knew it. This is not a good sign." Qin Li looked out the window.

A new day begins!

Boom boom boom.

Old Demon Dugu knocked on the door and said:

"Boy Qin, come out for breakfast."

Qin Li pushed open the door, and saw the smile on Dugu Old Demon's face.

"Come down quickly, I have prepared good things!" Old Demon Dugu laughed.

The two went downstairs.

In the hall, there was a lot of magic sound.

Many demons crowded here, talking and laughing, eating meat and drinking.

"The Taiyou Fruit is about to be born!"

"I heard that Qianyuan Great World has lifted its title."

"The magic journey of a million miles has started, who will win this year?"

Many demon cultivators talked about it.

Qin Li didn't care to understand the details, and walked to the seat prepared by Dugu Laomo!

Old Demon Dugu took out a surprise for Qin Li.

"Happy birthday! Kid Qin!"

Old Demon Dugu laughed!