I am a snake, so it makes sense to teach a group of demons, right?

Under the moonlight, the sky and the earth are quiet.

The scabbard emitting blazing golden light hangs high in the air.

Zhu Jiuyin held the wind sword in his hand, his eyes closed slightly, and he waited quietly.

Suddenly, the wind blew on the face, blowing white clothes and flying, and black hair dancing.

“Coming~”

Zhu Jiuyin slowly opened his eyes, and what appeared in the red vertical pupils was a white column of smoke.

Rushing from afar, straight into the scabbard.

“Boom~”

In the loud noise, the big earthquake trembled.

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I don’t know how vast the land is, countless thick pillars of smoke billowing like endless silver dragons, flowing through rivers, flying over mountains, and all swallowed by the scabbard of the sword.

The scabbard could not carry so many Qi Luck White Dragons, and it continued to sink from high in the sky.

The ten original words of Tsing Yi have long been eclipsed.

Gold is submerged in silver.

It’s like a white sun crossing the world.

Zhu Jiuyin’s left hand put the fingers side by side and stroked the bladeless ink ruler.

If this sword goes down, many, many people will die.

And it will die a miserable and painful death.

After the Wei kingdom is destroyed, can the new dynasty lead the people to the abundance of grains and live in peace?

Will it be better than before?

Zhu Jiuyin didn’t know and didn’t want to know.

“Will destroying the Wei Dynasty make me happy?”

Zhu Jiuyin smiled indifferently, “Will ~”

Life is short, only fast.

“Go!”

Listen to the wind sword piercing the sky.

Suddenly, like an eternal immortal light, it suddenly fell.

Firmly inserted in the scabbard.

Boom.

Mountains and rivers are broken.

The white sun dissipates.

……

“Shhh!” When

he saw Zhu Jiuyin again, Qing Yi couldn’t help but gasp.

Under the moon, in the snow.

The oncoming teenager was shattered, like a porcelain bottle full of cracks and crumbling.

The young man’s face was as desolate as snow, and his red eyes were bleeding, so that every strand of hair burst into fine cracks.

Tsing Yi couldn’t help but stretch out his thumb at Zhu Jiuyin and spit out a word, “Fierce!” After

throwing the wind sword to Tsing Yi, Zhu Jiuyin stretched out a rough palm that was like a broken and then sloppy splicing together, struggling to sit on the front of the car.

“It’s over, go home~”

With a crunch, the carriage swayed in the direction of Aquarius.

……

One person and one mouse when going.

Three people and one rat at the time of return.

When you see the familiar outline of the town from afar, the snow between heaven and earth has melted most of it.

Tsing Yi, who was sitting on the golden silk nan wooden coffin, raised his arms and stretched comfortably.

Then gently patted the coffin lid under his butt, “Child, it’s home.” ”

In the cold wind blowing from the other side of the town, you can faintly hear the whispers of the residents’ parents.

Tsing Yi asked, “Nan Candle, where are you going to bury this child

?” “Is it your Bu Zhou Shan, or his mother’s peach blossom forest?”

Zhu Jiuyin withdrew his gaze and whispered, “Bury it beside his mother.” ”

The fallen leaves have to return to their roots, and the chicks have to return to their nests.”

“The roots and nests are not in Buzhou Mountain, nor in the peach blossom forest, nor in me. The

slender palm gently stroked the golden silk nan wooden coffin, “Where is Nan Jinping, where is the small root and nest.”

Qing Yi pouted, “I am also half a master of this child.

“Since you have prepared the large piece of the coffin, then I have to come to the rest of the small funeral items.”

Zhu Jiuyin bowed his head slightly, “Yes.”

“In addition, the burial date is chosen by me, and as for the grave, you dig it.”

“In the end, this coffin can’t go back to the Chen family courtyard in Wuyi Lane today.” Tsing

Yi said quietly.

“Why?”

Zhu Jiuyin was puzzled.

“Because the body and soul are incomplete, the king of Hades will not accept it. ”

If you collect it, it will also enter the animal road.” Tsing

Yi’s three lacquered pupils narrowed slightly, “Tonight, I will sew the body for this child.”

“Let this kid leave the world intact and decent.”

Qing Yi lowered his head slightly and looked at Zhu Jiuyin, who was intently watching.

I couldn’t help but touch my face, “Do I have flowers on my face?” Zhu

Jiuyin smiled, “To let Xiao Budian know that you, a scholar who has always had nostrils in the sky, are so good to him, he will be very happy, especially happy.”

“Hmph~

” Qing Yi snorted coldly, his chin twitching Zhu Jiuyin, “You person, you speak badly, which of your eyes sees my nostrils facing the sky?!”

At the covered bridge of the town, Zhu Jiuyin got off the carriage.

“Remember, don’t bother me tonight. Tsing

Yi waved his hand, drove the old horse, pulled the coffin, and drove across the covered bridge.

“Little whirlwind.

“Master, please.”

“We… Go home too. ”

Little whirlwind rings the conjuring bell.

On the ancient road where the mortal body is invisible, there are more than a hundred ethereal soul bodies.

Follow the crisp ringing and head straight to Buzhou Mountain.

……

[Host: Zhu Jiuyin

Shouyuan: Immortal (immortal

, immortal, immortal) true body: Candle Dragon (Thin Snake Stage

) Cultivation: 103.7 meters (896.3 meters after advancing to the fierce stage)

] [Master and Apprentice Return System: Temporarily closed (please wait for the destined person)

] [Remaining free time: 28 hours] [

Total of three free time: 252 hours

Consumed: 249 hours

countdown: 05:51:47]

Twenty-six days of crossing this realm, twenty-six days of freedom.

Now there are less than three days left.

“If Xiao Budian can live, he will live until he fulfills those dreams.

“I’d rather not have a vacation.” ”

Under the mountain, Zhu Jiuyin smashed the thin ice, bowed the cold stream water and washed his face.

Immediately stood up and raised his right arm high.

The vertical arm is used as a knife.

Slash down hard.

The terrifying edge is like a river of stars, flying down three thousand feet.

With a loud click, the earth suddenly cracked.

The crack is extremely wide, not many miles long, starting from the Buzhou Mountain and extending to the end of the endless sky.

Rather than a crack, it is more appropriate to describe it as an abyss.

“Go down!” With

a wave of his sleeve robe, hundreds of soul bodies fell into the abyss like dumplings.

Chen Chong, Cao Gang, Lan Xiang, Bai Willow, Lan Father Lan Mu and so on.

Come to a huge bluestone next to the abyss.

Zhu Jiuyin thought for a while, and his fingertips swallowed vigorously.

Yu Qingshi refers to the word ‘Nether’.

……

Sunset dusk.

Zhu Jiuyin walked out of the cave.

Holding an ordinary iron sword.

Coming to the two peach trees that were killed by lightning, Zhu Jiuyin bit his finger and dripped a drop of red blood onto the iron sword and sword.

The originally rusty iron sword was immediately red and sharp.

The nails are inscribed with ancient runes on the sword.

After about a blaze of incense, Zhu Jiuyin handed the iron sword to Little Whirlwind.

“Does the master want me to practice my sword?”

took the little whirlwind curiously.

Zhu Jiuyin shook his head, “From tomorrow, you will enter the Nether at your leisure and use this sword to stab those soul bodies.

“How cruel how to come. The

little whirlwind touched his head, like a chicken pecking rice, “Don’t worry, master, I’m very idle.” Holding

the body of the scorched black peach tree and sitting cross-kneeled, Zhu Jiuyin’s red eyes stared at the brilliant sunset.

“Master, I heard the words of those humans in the small town, after death, people will go down to the Yin Cao Di Mansion, enter the ghost gate pass, and walk through the Huangquan Road. After Yan Luo’s trial, the wicked went to the eighteenth level of hell, and the good went to the Naihe Bridge, drank a bowl of Meng Po soup, forgot the past, and went back to the six realms of reincarnation.

“Master, will Xiao Budian also drink Meng Po soup

?” “Will he forget his master?” Little

Whirlwind tilted his little head, and the red onyx-like bright mouse eyes did not blink, staring at Zhu Jiuyin’s ancient well-wubo’s face.

Zhu Jiuyin said softly, “I won’t let Yan Luo judge Xiao Xiao.

“It won’t let him forget this life.” ”

……

PS: The second meal hasn’t been eaten yet, and the third chapter should be until the early hours of the morning.

Today and Saturday are on holiday, the background is full of machine review, and I don’t know if it can be released.

I can’t wait to read it tomorrow, which is also three chapters.

Finally, three names were collected, Cangxue’s father, and his younger brother.