Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

Mu Yungui is a mortal body at the moment, her strength is pitiful compared to Jiang Shaocai, but Jiang Shaocai let her hold it. When the crowd saw them on the road, they all avoided. Mu Yun didn't look back without stopping, and quickly walked out of the city gate. Outside the city, Warcraft had arrived, welcoming Jiang Shaocai majesticly.

Although the process is difficult to explain in a word, at least, when Mu Yungui's clothes are bought, they can be regarded as achieving their goal. This time, Mu Yungui did not mention entering the city again, and the two continued to wander the Gobi. Mu Yungui looked at the terrain and guessed that this should be the north of Zhuoshan, the south of the north, a high but flat plateau bordering the west quicksand, with a dry climate and strong wind all year round.

Mu Yun returned to stay for a long time, and slowly got used to this kind of climate. At night, when she slept, she once again dreamed of Jiang Shaocai's past.

The scene is still the Promise Dungeon, but the content is completely different. The Promise faction was prepared in every possible way, with chains, forbidden spells, and medicines, and they didn't even dare to keep Jiang Shaoci awake for too long. But he still escaped.

He was right. The only way for Huan Zhiyuan and Zhan Qianxi to make him surrender was to kill him. Otherwise, no matter how many shackles are imposed, no matter how impossible, as long as he is still alive, he will definitely escape.

He was born unyielding.

Although Jiang Shaocai successfully escaped from prison, he was also seriously injured. He was tortured by the long life of house arrest and was weak. He didn't know how many hardships he went through and finally escaped into the human city. But when the people at the gate of the city saw a wound on his body with black energy entwined on it, their expressions changed drastically: "He has a devilish energy on his body, so he can't come in."

He braced his spirit and said: "I am very clear now and will not be controlled by the devilish energy. Just give me five days, and after I have adjusted it, I will never treat you badly."

But the crowd didn’t believe it, and they still cursed and said: “It’s better than singing. Who knows if he will kill as soon as he enters the city gate? In this world, the wounded people were saved by a moment of relentlessness. In the end, the whole family was killed. Is it less?"

"That's right. Besides, it takes an elixir to heal the injury. The elixir is not cheap. Does he have the money to buy it?"

Jiang Shaocai looked at these selfish and unknowing people, and suddenly remembered that many years ago, Ning Qingli had said that the people were mobs. At that time, Jiang Shaocai was very disgusted with this statement, but now he knows that it is true.

Once he was the chief of the Kunlun sect. No matter where he went, he was sought after by people. Even if they had no money, some people were rushing to pay for the clothes they were wearing. He remembered that he once killed a great demon for this city. At that time, the whole city cheered, and the old people on the street even cried and said that he was their reborn parent.

Today, the same place and the same people have completely different attitudes.

Jiang Shaocai didn't listen to their gossip anymore, turned and walked towards the wilderness. He never needs mercy, and he always disdains arguing. Without medicine, he can do it on his own.

The wound on his body was painful every step he took. Jiang Shaoci had reached the limit of his body and spirit. If he didn't want to die, he would only have to absorb the devilish energy. He finally gave up his inexplicable persistence and took the initiative to absorb the devilish energy.

The following things flashed like a revolving lantern. Jiang Shaoci survived without any drugs, but he was also a cultivator, but his encounters were very different. On Tianjue Island, after he woke up, he lived in a warm and clean house, with special medications. He didn't have any sense of urgency. He could test the magic a little bit and plan his next practice carefully. However, in the previous life, he had nothing. Due to the pressure of survival, he could only take risks, and if he was not careful, he turned the road in practice.

There were obvious devilish lines on his face, and everyone who saw him evaded. He is used to using a mask or a hood to cover his face. This is why he is used to wearing a mask even after he cultivates to a high level and can spontaneously retract the magic lines.

Another city was destroyed by monsters, and many people lost their homes and had to take them to another city blessed by immortal gates to flee. At this moment, the three great immortals were looking for Jiang Shaocai, and the investigation into the city was very strict, and many people were delayed outside the city. At this time, the beast tide came again, and the unarmed people were slaughtered by monsters outside the city, but the monks inside the city wall were unwilling to open the city gate. In the end, Jiang Shaocai couldn't stand it any longer, and killed the monster. The monks on the city wall found his traces, ignoring the civilians outside the city, throwing arrows and talisman all over the sky.

More than half of the civilians who fled were killed or injured, only a few people were killed by the monsters, and the rest were killed by arrows and trampling. But in the end, those people cursed Jiang Shaocai, complaining why he hid in their team, causing them to be misunderstood by the immortal chief.

The ground was messed up, and the bodies of warcrafts, gate guards, and civilians were piled up indiscriminately. The middle-aged woman who had taken care of Jiang Shaocai all the way was bloodstained. While hugging her husband’s body, she cried and cursed: "Causative star, you will only bring disasters to people around you, so why did I take care of it? You? I shouldn't testify to you, shouldn't let you go on the road with us!"

Mu Yungui's eyes were red a long time ago. She couldn't listen anymore when she heard it. She ran up and covered Jiang Shaoci's ear with her hand: "Don't listen, these are all fakes."

She knew that this was just a dream, and she also knew that she had no entity. She was a spectator, watching what had happened, without any ability to change. But she still stood on tiptoe stubbornly, trying to plug Jiang Shaocai's ears.

But her hand passed him over and over again, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop these words. Mu Yungui was finally angry. She turned her head, her eyes were red like rabbits, and she angrily rebuked: "Shut up! You don't blame the person who caused the disaster, but you blame him for not saving you in time and failing to save your husband. Those causing demons The angry beasts and the wall guards who stand by and watch are your killers and enemies!"

Her words are like a plume of smoke, lightly floating in the air, and her dreams are still moving forward like a series of dramas, and will not be interrupted by the emotions of outsiders. Mu Yungui shrank, suddenly awakened from his dream. She lay in the warm fur for a long time before sitting up slowly.

The cold moon is like a hook, and the moonlight spreads on the Gobi like a layer of frost. A dark figure sat with her back facing her, the night wind was bleak, his back was lonely and slender, and independent.

Mu Yungui climbed up the sand **** against the wind, sat next to him, and asked, "Why are you here alone?"

Jiang Shaocai did not look back, the arc from his forehead to his jaw undulated like a mountain, his profile was hidden in the night, almost colder and paler than the moonlight: "It's quiet here."

Mu Yun was silent, she was quiet for a while, and asked: "Have you experienced all those things?"

Jiang Shaocai laughed extremely coldly in his throat, and said mockingly: "You have to persuade me again, this is false, have these things never happened?"

Mu Yungui was speechless, and Nangong Xuan was reborn, which means that the previous life did exist, and all the scenes in the dream had actually happened. It turns out that all good luck in the world has a price. The latter part of the story of that genius is so cruel.

The Gobi is rugged, even the wind is painful, and howling fiercely. Jiang Shaocai leaned behind him with one hand, straightened his two slender legs, and said, "Those are all phantoms, so why bother in vain."

He was referring to what Mu Yungui had argued for him in his dream. Mu Yun was silent for a moment and asked: "Have you experienced many similar things?"

"no."

"Can you show me the wound on your body?"

When Jiang Shaocai didn't speak, Mu Yungui took him to acquiesce. Mu Yungui stretched out his hand to untie Jiang Shaocai's sleeve, and when she untied the last button, Jiang Shaocai clamped her hand backhand.

Jiang Shaocai's eyes are deep, and he feels like an abyss: "You are very skilled. How do you get along with men?"

Mu Yungui said, "It's just you. Besides, there is no other man beside me besides you."

Jiang Shaocai's fingers were cold, squeezing it on her wrist like some kind of cold and hard metal, Mu Yungui broke away and continued to unbutton it. Mu Yungui saw it right, there were scars on his arm, and the hideous scars lay across his cold white slender arm, which was extremely dazzling.

If, as Mu Yungui said, they are now in a certain magical artifact, and the master of the magical artifact uses a previous life to interfere with Jiang Shaoci's mind, then the scar on Jiang Shaoci's body is a blinding technique. Jiang Shaoci had already used magic energy to refine his body, and his skin was as hard as a magic weapon, so scars shouldn't be left.

Mu Yungui sighed as he looked at the crisscross scars of different sizes. She touched the most conspicuous scar. She had expected the wound to be smooth, but when she actually started it, it had a bumpy touch, like a crooked earthworm. It still feels like this now, I can imagine how badly it hurt at the beginning.

These scars are real.

Mu Yungui was stunned, how could it be true? Her fingertips stayed on the scar, and she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Jiang Shaocai was not surprised. He bent his arm, slid his fingers flexibly, and restored all the buttons with one hand. Mu Yun Guizheng thought embarrassingly about what reason to use to explain, but Jiang Shaoci rarely did not pursue it, and suddenly asked, "What have you done these years?"

Mu Yun Gui Chang breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly brought through the embarrassment just now, and talked about the experience of these years. She didn't know anything about everything, from leaving Tianjue Island to Yin City and Liusha City, and finally talking about the Imperial City. Jiang Shaoci kept listening quietly, and when she heard that they had been in Beihai for three years, he couldn't help sighing: "It's really lucky."

Smooth, glamorous, and constant opportunities, such an experience is really enviable. Mu Yungui said: "It's not entirely lucky, if I hadn't had you, I would have died in Yincheng."

"Yincheng?"

"Yes." Mu Yungui nodded, and she looked at the end of the sky, her gaze was a little fascinated, "Let’s call this the past life of all of us. In the past life, I died in Yincheng and slept in the depths of the sea, saying It is a place of death without burial. At that time I was nineteen years old, and I didn't even figure out who my mother was. If I wanted to come to my father, I would never know that he still had a daughter."

The grievances that Mu Jia would rather die than to go back, the truth and falsehood Yao's truth, will also fall into the darkness with Mu Yungui's death. Mu Ce would never know Mu Jia's real name, and Yan Ji would never know, he missed and killed his daughter.

Jiang Shao resigned, "You didn't have a very good tone when talking about the Northern Territory. You seem to have some prejudices against Mu Ce."

Mu Yungui sighed long and said, "Yes. This is the first time I call him father. My mother raised me alone and suffered a lot. She never told me about my father, but I I kept secretly hating him in my heart. Later I learned that things were not as simple as I thought, and he did not abandon his wife or son, but I still couldn't face him calmly. But in fact, those things were not all his fault."

Mu Yun looked up at the sky, his voice melted into the wind, inaudible: "If I can leave from here alive, when I return to the north, I want to call him his father."

Jiang Shaocai felt extremely harsh when he heard these words, he suddenly stood up and said, "Don't say these frustrating words. It's late at night, you can go back."

As he said, he walked backwards, he walked down Shapo, and Mu Yungui suddenly stopped him and asked, "Did you think that things happened during the day as a coincidence?"

Jiang Shaocai paused. Mu Yungui stood up slowly, with a solemn expression on his face, and said, "When I saw that child, I felt strange. The devilish spirit can make people become mad. If that child is bitten by a monster, it should start to make noise very early. Now, why would the neighbours say that he is quiet? Even if he is indeed invaded by demonic energy, how could it happen so coincidentally when you enter the city?"

Jiang Shaocai slowly turned around, his black silhouette standing in the night breeze, fold a nice curve: "What do you want to say?"

Mu Yungui's eyes were bright, and he said firmly: "There are too many coincidences, and it is not a coincidence. The accidents during this period are too frequent, as if someone has induced you to do evil."

When Mu Yun returned to see Jiang Shaocai without speaking, he said, "Believe it or not, you and I met the beast tide. We went to Kunlunzong to find out and fell here accidentally. Think about it, do you Knowing what magical artifacts are enough to simulate past and present lives, so that even the open sun realm cultivators can't see the flaws?"