The Paranoid Tyrant’s Illness Got Worse Today

Looking down from the high platform of picking stars, I saw the Jinling army in silver armor poured into the empty Wei Jingjing like a tide, and crawled densely along the streets toward the king city, like silver waves surging.

Along the way, all the doors of restaurants, restaurants, shops and houses are open and empty. The Jinling soldiers did not look sideways and walked straight ahead.

Along the way, Jinling people have long been accustomed to no one and no money in the city of Wei.

Except for those **** scarecrows, not a single ghost to be seen.

People's fear of the unknown is always magnified infinitely. When they realize that this vast land has only a dead silence, no matter how many territories they occupy, they must face these dead grass people, and suddenly feel the chills from the soles of their feet.

Weird, eerie, disturbing. Over the past few days, the soldiers have always talked about their nightmares at night in private—the dreams are full of scarecrows, with their arms raised and their mouths grinning, staggeringly approaching, surrounded by people, a pair of grassy hands pressed down, press down...

The beacon rose, and the nightmare came.

The huge fine iron city gate suddenly closed with a rumble!

The Jinling soldiers suffered for months and months, all of them looked sluggish and unresponsive.

In a daze, someone subconsciously used their body to push and block the two giant doors.

The ground was trembling faintly, and the dull sound of the mechanism came from the ground, and the manpower could not stop the closing of the city gate. Soldiers who could not escape were twisted into the doorway, and while breathing, even the armor and flesh were crushed into shreds.

"boom--"

The city gates closed, and rows of ingenious fine iron buckles gradually fell, slashing continuously and unable to pry open.

The Jinling army was separated inside and outside the city gate.

As soon as the chaos under the city gate began to spread, it was like a rain of locust arrows pouring down, overwhelming the sky and the moon.

Jinling people were horrified to find that the scarecrow on the city wall was alive!

Nightmare come true!

"kill--"

The cry of killing shattered the eardrums, the arrows rained even more densely, and the Jinling soldiers trapped in the city fell like reaping wheat.

The dense rain of arrows harvested them to pieces, and before they could breathe, they saw a ferocious scarecrow slaughtering them.

Scarecrows are everywhere on the city walls, in the houses, in the cellars. What is more terrifying than the nightmare is that these scarecrows are holding sharp blades, like chopping melons and vegetables, mercilessly harvesting the lives of Jinling people.

Before dying, many Jinling people finally realized with hindsight that these were not real scarecrows, but the enemy troops of Wei Guo! They put an extra thatched cloak under the black armor, stood motionless on the city wall, and successfully deceived all Jinling people.

Along the way, the consciousness of Jinling people has become rigid, and when they smell the smell of thatch, they start to feel sick to their stomachs, completely ignoring the scarecrows that can be seen everywhere.

It's too late to wake up now.

The Jinling Army outside the city tried to break through the door to rescue, but found that they did not bring siege equipment at all - those white-robed capable people could easily destroy the city wall, and the army followed them, just travel lightly.

It was just when he was in a daze, when he suddenly heard the sound of killing, and I saw that the low hills around the Great Icefield were filled with soldiers and horses at some point in time.

The cavalry swooped into the plain, and from the flanks and behind, mercilessly attacked the unprepared Jinling Army.

Jinling people's eyes were black, and they only felt that the end was coming.

The resistance is so weak that it is negligible. Apart from surrendering, there is only one dead end.

Looking down from the Star Picking Platform, the earth was gradually occupied by the black black armored army, and the silver waves shattered one after another.

It's a fight without suspense.

As long as there are no accidents at the Star Zhaitai, Wei Guo will win this battle, and all the invaders will be buried here!

On the star-picking stage, Mei Xueyi was in a trance.

When she saw the flying fire sword sect master and his wife appear alive, she had already guessed an incredible answer in her heart.

After her ascension failed, she did not return to the world by reviving her corpse, but was sent back thousands of years ago.

At this time, she has not yet become a great demon, has not yet slaughtered the whole family of Feihuo Jianzong, and has not been immortal with the people of the four continents.

All over again.

So... what about Wei Jinchao?

When the Sect Master of Feihuojianzong spilled the flying fire in the sky, she was guarded by Wei Jinchao in front of her chest, as if she didn't think about anything, and seemed to have figured out everything.

Word book.

That book of words that resembled both a prophecy and a memory, recorded the short life he once lived.

He had lived a lifetime, so he knew that the monks would invade his land and slaughter his subjects, and he knew that his love story with his wife would be a tragedy.

He crossed the river of time and returned to the past. This time, he made preparations early, changed his life against the sky, and mastered the universe.

It's just that he never expected that he was still Wei Jinchao, but the little wife in his arms became a blood-robed demon.

Lying in his hard embrace, she was in a trance.

It turns out that life can really be restarted. It was just by accident that she took away the life of another 'Mei Xueyi'.

'what about me? where am I? ’

Just as her thoughts turned, she saw herself.

The last monk.

A slender and beautiful female cultivator swept up the Star Picking Platform with her sword and landed less than ten feet away from her.

She has used this face for thousands of years, and she will never admit it wrong. Thousands of years ago, the self who had not yet been enchanted, suddenly entered the field of vision.

Mei Xueyi's heart beat out of control, and the sound of blood flow resounded in her ears.

Has she ever been involved in a monk's slaughter of mortals? She can't remember. Thousands of years of bloodshed and severe pain have already wiped out those unimportant memories. She couldn't even remember why she became a demon, let alone a crushing battle in the mortal world.

No, it doesn't matter. The important thing is, how can there be two selves in the world at the same time?

When she was shocked and lost, the sword-wielding female cultivator's eyes also fell on her face. Seeing Mei Xueyi's face clearly, the female cultivator's eyes suddenly filled with a deep amazement, and she was immediately thoughtful.

Wei Jinchao raised his wide sleeves and blocked Mei Xueyi behind him: "Queen, retreat."

Mei Xueyi came back to her senses and looked at him.

When the sky was just flying fire, he threw away the crossbow and took her into his arms. At this moment, he has no weapons in his hands, only a sick and disabled body.

Mei Xueyi's heart skipped two beats. If the other party directly makes a move at this moment, he and she will die here!

The female monk did not act rashly.

The cluster of quiet flames on the Sect Master of the Flying Fire Sword Sect just disappeared, and a human-shaped flame afterimage has not yet dissipated, like a bright danger warning.

The sect master's cultivation base has reached the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul, and he is only one step away from becoming a god. Such a great cultivator was killed by a single blow.

At such a time, any wise person would guess that the pair of faint-hearted demon queens in front of them were not simple.

Mei Xueyi could only pray that she was smarter when she was young.

Fortunately, the nun was indeed very smart, and after a moment of hesitation, she resolutely put her sword back into its sheath.

She narrowed her eyes and said, "I have never hurt a soldier or soldier in Wei, nor do I intend to be an enemy of King Wei. This time I came to the mortal realm only to act on orders. In fact, I was very resistant in my heart, but I couldn't help myself. I may say this at this moment. It's too late, if King Wei doesn't believe it, he will kill me!"

She has a sweet and good voice, and her speech is crisp and clear, which makes people feel good.

Mei Xueyi breathed a sigh of relief. If it is replaced by her who has achieved great achievements in magic and only understands brute force, she will not look forward and backward at this time. Seeing that Wei is not holding a crossbow in his hand, he will definitely seize the opportunity to make a move directly.

Sometimes a blind cat can really touch a dead mouse, such as this moment.

Mei Xueyi stuck her head out from behind Jun Jun and carefully looked at the gorgeous female cultivator. I saw extremely fine beads of sweat oozing out of the white and plump forehead of the female cultivator, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

Such details could not escape the eyes of the thousand-year-old fox, and Mei Xueyi knew that the other party was nervous.

Very young, very young.

Mei Xueyi knew herself, she knew that she was by no means a person willing to die, and no matter what situation she fell into, she would desperately struggle to survive. Therefore, the female monk must be thinking about something at this moment.

Wei Jinzhao slowly bowed to pick up the crossbow on the ground.

Mei Xueyi held her breath and stared at the female cultivator. I saw that she was even more nervous, the arc of her right arm was tight, and her eyes stared at Wei Jinchao's movements without blinking, as if she was ready to use a sword or escape at any time.

As long as Wei Jin reveals a flaw, she will definitely do it.

However, Shun Jun did not have any flaws. He picked up the crossbow casually like picking up a piece of paper that had fallen under his feet, and then took a jade arrow from his sleeve and put it on it.

His hands are extremely steady, his eyes are flat, and his movements are casual, giving people a deep illusion that he is really a hidden power, and he doesn't have to rely on this crossbow-arrow that is worth eight star-picking platforms in his hand.

Calm, steady, terrifying scheming and shrewdness. Mei Xueyi sighed inwardly: As expected of a person who has lived two lifetimes.

After installing the crossbow-arrow, Wei Jinzao held the crossbow flat with one hand and aimed it at the female cultivator's chest.

Mei Xueyi's heart beat suddenly, and she held her breath.

She unconsciously raised her hand and gently grabbed Wei Jinzhao's sleeve.

She hasn't figured out why there are two "selfs" in the world. If this person dies, will he still be there? Will it be wiped out with her?

Her brows narrowed slightly, her fingers tightened slightly.

He felt her movement, tilted his head, and a low magnetic voice got into her ear softly: "Little fool. She is advancing by retreating, and there must be a back move. Look, she is going to shout and wait."

Mei Xueyi: "..." A strange sense of shame grabbed her, just like someone else talking about the embarrassment of her childhood.

He probably wouldn't even think about breaking his head and thinking that the female cultivator being dissected by him was her when she was young.

He smiled lowly and pressed his fingers on the machine spring.

The female cultivator suddenly said, "Wait!"

Mei Xueyi: "..." The sense of shame doubled.

"Don't King Wei want to know who is the mastermind behind the scenes?" the female monk said, "We die in the mortal world, and the people behind the scenes will definitely not give up, and will send people over again and again. Good once and for all?"

Wei Jinchao said softly, "I'm going to die."

The tone is gentle and ethereal, the tone is low and hoarse, touching the heart.

"King Wei!" The female cultivator shrank her pupils and said loudly, "The next time you come, it will not be us Jindan and Yuanying cultivators. I know you are very strong, you are very strong, but your city and your people are not. , can it stand up to such a battle? Why don't you listen to me!"

Wei Jinzao glanced down at Mei Xueyi, and the voice gently fell into her ears again: "Believe it or not, she wants to propose a pillow seat and take the opportunity to approach."

Mei Xueyi's mouth twitched, her mood extremely complicated. She doesn't believe it, she doesn't believe it at all, she doesn't believe it at all!

She wouldn't be so rude.

Mei Xueyi puffed up her cheeks, stared at the familiar face of the female cultivator, and asked eagerly, "What are your conditions? Say the name of the master behind the scenes, and we will let you go?"

She decisively gave the best choice.

"No." The female cultivator raised her chest with a smile, and instead of looking at Mei Xueyi, she stared straight at Wei Jinchao with a pair of ecstatic peach blossom eyes, "I would like to join the command of King Wei, and let him guide you. Xi, I have a hunch that if I can follow King Wei at this time, I will definitely have a bright future. King Wei, I will be more useful than you think."

Mei Xueyi: "..." Was she really so unscrupulous when she was young? It must be because the face of Shunjun is too bad for the country and the people.

She stared at the female cultivator with dejected eyes like an old mother, rather indignant.

Although no one knew it was her, it was really embarrassing!

How can the blood-robed demon have such a shameful black history? No, she would never believe or admit that this person was her!

Yes, absolutely not!

Wei Jinzhao pressed the crossbow down.

"What's your name?" he asked quietly.

The female cultivator opened her eyes slightly, and her red lips evoked a confusing arc: "Liu Xiaofan."

Bai Nen's fingers dialed the jade plaque on his waist, and his slender waist curled forward, showing his beautiful figure and name together.

Sure enough, it was the three words 'Liu Xiaofan'.

Mei Xueyi: "???"

It's not her name. Her name is Mei Xueyi, and after she accomplished her magic feat, she was honored as the Blood-robed Heavenly Demon.

Blood-robed demon, Mei Xueyi.

Mei Xueyi frowned slightly, puzzled. She knew that something must have gone wrong.

Liu Xiaofan walked over with a smile on his gorgeous face, and said softly to Wei Jinchao: "This time, our Sect Master is in charge of the Longlin Mansion. That Zhao Runru is nominally the illegitimate daughter of our Sect Master, Yu Fei. The Huojian Sect sent someone to protect her. In fact, her biological father was someone else, and he was a big man who ordinary people would not even dare to think about. If you say it, it might surprise King Wei. After all, even Palace Master Longlin has to look at it. That one's eyes acted."

The four continents of the Immortal Realm each have more than ten prefectures. In each prefecture, there are countless large and small sects. Every time a major event occurs, one must obey the orders of the palace master.

The Flying Fire Sword Sect is located in the Longlin Mansion of Xizhou.

Palace Master Longlin?

Mei Xueyi thought of a group of ghosts under the knife.

After slaughtering the entire gate of the Feihuo Sword Sect, Mei Xueyi wandered around the ruins with the puppet bamboo for several days, waiting for someone to take revenge. Come one, kill one, and finally lead out all the masters of the house.

She and Puppet Bamboo worked together to kill the Palace Master, and since then, they have been chased and killed by the four continents together, and they have started their desperate journey.

It's been a lifetime now. In this life, it seems that he is beginning to retrace the old path. The difference is that she was alone in the beginning, but now there is a faint king beside her.

In a blink of an eye, Liu Xiaofan had already walked within ten feet.

"This big man, he is..." She frowned slightly, lowered her voice mysteriously, and attracted people to listen.

Winking eyes like silk, wrapped around Wei Jinchao.

Mei Xueyi felt like she had a water-soaked gun-powder-bucket in her chest. Shameful, irritable, and unable to vent.

At this moment, Liu Xiaofan flicked his hand, and there was a strange blade shaped like an ice edge in his palm.

"Xuan Bing Slash!"

I saw that the blade of the ice edge saw the wind grow so fast, it passed through the last distance, and stabbed Wei Jin's heart!

The accident happened too suddenly, not to mention the faint of the sick, this blow, I am afraid that even the cultivator of the gods will suffer a big loss.

Liu Xiaofan's face no longer had the slightest hint of charm, her brows were tightly knitted, her eyes were frosty, and her killing intent turned into a fatal blow.

Mei Xueyi's first thought was - yes, there is something to be desired.

Before the second thought could arise, her arm had already reached out very reluctantly, stood in front of Shun Jun, raised her hand and grabbed the Ice Edge Blade!

Mei Xueyi: "..."

Everything in front of me became extremely slow.

At the same time as the splitting and stinging pain came from the palm, the collapse also fell on Xuan Bing Zhan.

The incomparably crisp sound of ice breaking through the five fingers is transmitted back to Mei Xueyi's mind in the form of tactile sensation. The tip of the ice edge will touch the valuable black robe of the Lord, and it will disperse into a wisp of invisible ice. dust.

Duan Jun's hand was pinched on her wrist at some point.

From the corner of Mei Xueyi's right side, he saw irritable anger on his face, and from the corner of the left side, Liu Xiaofan's pupils trembled, and he resolutely abandoned the ice edge in his hand and swept to the edge of the Star Picking Platform.

The moment Liu Xiaofan let go, the terrifying collapse spread to the entire ice ridge, and within a breath, it disappeared into Mei Xueyi's palm like the Flying Fire Sword that day. If Liu Xiaofan took a step back, it would be hard to say whether he would be sucked to death.

Han Qinqin's ice aura entered Mei Xueyi's body, causing her to fight several times in a row.

Wei Jinchao raised his crossbow with one hand and aimed at the figure who was fleeing quickly.

Blue veins appeared on his forehead, his black eyes were terrifyingly deep, and his murderous aura seemed to come out of his body, turning into a giant hand and crushing the monk who dared to hurt his beloved wife.

Thin pale lips pursed into a line. As long as he pressed the spring, Liu Xiaofan, who was about to roll over and fall off the high platform, would turn into a falling firework.

All this happened in an instant, Mei Xueyi couldn't do anything, she could only stare blankly.

In the blink of an eye, a bunch of cold flames brushed across Liu Xiaofan's front and swept towards the clouds in the distance. Liu Xiaofan didn't dare to think of any more, he immediately held his sword and tried his best to escape from the Weiguo border.

Xuan Bing Zhan, which was enough to kill the God Transformation Stage within ten feet, was crushed by this Demon Empress with her hands!

Just looking at the back, you can see how shocked and terrified the female cultivator is at the moment.

Edgeworth took a serpentine trajectory.

Two different pains awakened Mei Xueyi from her sluggishness.

She looked down in a daze, only to see Jun Jun's slender and hard fingers pinching her wrist, almost breaking her bones.

He turned over her palm, staring at the **** scratches on her palm, the blue veins on her forehead beating wildly, and the roots of her teeth made a terrifying 'cluck' sound.

"Didn't I say that she wants to take the opportunity to approach. I will take precautions." He paused, his voice completely hoarse again, "Who told you to make an opinion."

He seemed to be talking about her injury, but also seemed to be talking about something else.

Mei Xueyi knew that he was sick again.

Now that she knew that he was reborn, she could guess the crux of his heart—in fact, it was the matter that the queen of the previous life sacrificed herself deliberately to save him and the people of Limin, and fell into the hands of the people of Jinling.

Hurt yourself for him.

The same thing happened again, and his sanity was out of control again.

Mei Xueyi was really wronged. At that time, the ice edge stabbed, she didn't even think about it, and she grabbed it by herself.

It's not what he thought he was.

Wake up, she is a devil!

Mei Xueyi was helpless. At this time, the more she explained, the more serious his illness would be. It's no use pretending to be affectionate, and if you stimulate him with the word "love", maybe he will jump off the star-picking platform with her arms around her if he can't think of it.

At this moment, his eyes are really terrifying, and the corners of his lips have already evoked a gentle and slender smile - the kind of murderous smile.

Innocent Mei Xueyi racked her brains and couldn't find an excuse, she simply broke the jar and said angrily: "Why, do you know that she is taking the opportunity to approach, or is she fascinated by beauty!"

He was startled by her fierceness.

The gloom in his eyes subsided a lot, and he reprimanded: "Nonsense."

Still angry.

"If not, why did you let her go on purpose!" Mei Xueyi said confidently, "Also, you asked her name, Your Majesty."

The word Your Majesty was bitten to pieces by her.

Wei Jinchao: "..."

"It's not what you think." He explained to her very seriously, "I just want to know how she hurt you."

Mei Xueyi was stared at him so directly, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

After all, destroying his country and killing his people in the past life, she may also have a share in this good thing.

Of course, she doesn't feel guilty at all.

After her magical powers were accomplished, she had fought with the Four Holy Masters for many times. Under that level of battle, Yu Fu would flatten the continuous green hills without moving. There may be sects in the mountains, or there may be ordinary people who cannot cultivate.

There are countless innocent people who died because of her. If you want to get to the bottom of it, which of those who died in vain did not have their own touching stories?

This kind of debt, let alone a devil, even the Four Holy Masters who claim to be the light of the righteous path will not bear it.

She has always had a clear conscience only in the moment.

"Liu Xiaofan hurt me? Why do you say that?" Mei Xueyi asked.

His long eyes narrowed into a sinister line: "Because I don't know, that's why I left her for a while."

Mei Xueyi: "..." Chicken and Duck talk. The faint-hearted gentleman started not talking again.

He raised his hand, stroked her hair, and said, "Little fool, haven't you seen it yet? This is our past life!"

Mei Xueyi: "..." I can see it, but I can't say it.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that this dizzy gentleman seemed to be accommodating her cognition from beginning to end.

She just made a new discovery today, and he opened his mouth to clarify the matter of rebirth.

"Forget it." He said bitterly, "You don't have enough brains, don't think about anything, leave everything to me."

Mei Xueyi: "..." He was personally attacked again.

In fact, he is stupid, and he can't even recognize his sweetheart. This is called a fool! Mei Xueyi secretly slandered.