Qing Ming

Ba Xi stood silently beside Liu Qiankun, the sky filled with red clouds reflected on the two of them, the surroundings were quiet, only the sound of their long, vague breathing.

Liu Qiankun's eyes were closed tightly, and a painful indifference appeared on his face. At this moment, his spiritual consciousness was quietly watching the painful little baby in his body kneeling and begging for mercy. Under the skin on the left side of the butt hole, a red thread like an embroidery needle is shocking.

"Hmph! Your kid said it at a critical time. If you don't control you well today, I'm afraid you'll be ready to rebel when the time comes, wouldn't you want to cry?" Liu Qiankun was furious when he thought of what happened just now, and hated it. shouted.

"My lord, just spare Xiao Qiankun once, I won't dare to do it again next time..." Little Lingying begged for mercy.

Looking at the appearance of the little spirit baby, Liu Qiankun really couldn't bear it. After all, this guy was exactly the same as his own. The streamer cone pierced his body and made him feel a little more inexplicably uncomfortable. It was found that there was an indescribable smirk on the corner of Lingying's mouth.

"what!"

Lingying let out a cry of pain, and the red thread on his buttocks jerked forward. The heart-pounding pain made him twitch all over his body. Then he raised his small head and looked at the indifferent Liu Qiankun, with a flash of light in his eyes. Resentment.

Liu Qiankun once again stabbed Lingying's little chrysanthemum viciously with the Liuguang cone, the pain caused him to let out a sharp scream again, and finally couldn't help but cursed angrily.

"What kind of bullshit deity, if you have the ability, I will kill you today, or if I catch you, you will be wiped out physically and mentally!" The spirit baby was completely mad, and simply jumped up with his buttocks in his hands, roaring hoarsely.

Liu Qiankun's heart was shocked, he never thought that the spiritual baby that he had finally cultivated would be such a thing, if he kept this guy in his body, he would undoubtedly plant a time bomb that could explode at any time, fortunately the spiritual baby couldn't take the initiative to hurt Ontology, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!With a thought in his mind, he once again smashed the streamer cone and stabbed at the little chrysanthemum, the soul baby.

"what!"

Lingying let out another cry of pain, but his face was full of anger. He was just about to curse a few more words, but he didn't expect that damn short needle to stab him one after another.

Liu Qiankun looked coldly at the spirit baby writhing in pain in his dantian, and said with hatred: "You self-righteous idiot, I will kill you first today, at worst you can practice again..." After finishing speaking, he put his fingers together, silently With the Light Flow Jue, the red line turned sharply upwards, advancing inch by inch toward the upper body of the baby, and every inch it advanced was accompanied by a mournful cry from the little baby.

The streamer cone stopped at Lingying's white chest, and the little Lingying sat down on the inner wall of the dantian, his whole body began to tremble like chaff, his little face kept twitching, as if he was enduring some kind of extreme pain , Liu Qiankun's heart trembled when he saw it.

"Forget it, if you really don't want to advance or retreat with me, you can go!"

Little Lingying endured the pain and sat upright, tremblingly said: "Unless the deity is destroyed, it will be difficult for me to ascend..."

Liu Qiankun finally understood. It turned out that this little guy was thinking of getting away from his true self and ascending on his own, which really made him speechless. He frowned and pondered for a moment, and said solemnly: "You really think that if the master dies, you will be able to escape from ascending to heaven." Is it gone?"

"That's natural!" Lingying replied without thinking, with a hint of arrogance hanging on her tender face.

"Fart! If the master dies, you will surely die. As the saying goes, how can you get rid of the skin?" Liu Qiankun said with a wry smile.

"Hmph, the Fortune Golden Lotus will be available to me in a hundred years, and with this magical needle, I will definitely be able to ascend to the ascension soon!" Lingying said proudly, Liu Qiankun was stunned by that confidence.

"Okay! I'll make a bet with you. If you can't catch up with your cultivation after a hundred years, I will wipe your neck and let you out. But within this hundred years, you can't turn your back on the water, otherwise you will be destroyed even if you try to rebuild it, boy !" Liu Qiankun gritted his teeth and said harshly.

Lingying lowered his head and thought: Don't say it is a hundred years, even if it is thousands of years, this guy may not be able to catch up with my cultivation. What's more, after a hundred years, I have already refined the golden lotus of fortune. The magic needle was also refined together, so who can do anything to me if I want to break out of the body?

After thinking about it, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he said crisply: "Okay! Within a hundred years, I will become one with your Spiritual Venerable, but if you go back after a hundred years, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Okay!" Liu Qiankun readily agreed, dispersed the Liuguang Jue, and his consciousness also exited his body.

When he opened his eyes, he found that there was another person beside him, that is Vulcan Zhuhe, who was confronting Baxi with a look of tension.

Liu Qiankun jumped up, and said displeasedly: "The enemy is now, do you two guys still want to fight first?"

"Hmph! Gods and demons have been mortal enemies since ancient times. If I want to join hands with this ancient demon to fight against the enemy, how can I have any face?" Zhu He snorted coldly, his words were full of disdain. The battle between gods and demons has already begun.

Ba Xi didn't show any weakness, he straightened his chest, and said in a loud voice: "What kind of fairy god is a bunch of useless materials in the eyes of this deity. I will return to the Demon Realm to avenge my imprisonment for thousands of years!" There was a muffled sound.

"Damn it, I don't care what mortal enemy gods and demons you are, the most important thing now is to kill that servant of God!" Liu Qiankun opened his eyes wide with anger, turned his head to look at the Vulcan with a surprised face, and said: "Imprison you a million times!" Who is the year?"

"Destiny Protoss!" Zhu He said bitterly.

Liu Qiankun's expression turned serious, and he said seriously, "Who are you?"

Zhu He proudly replied: "Vulcan Zhu He!" The majestic Li Huo True Yuan surged endlessly all over his body, and the churning heat waves gushed out like he was proving his identity.

"You can't protect yourself now, what kind of battle between gods and demons are you talking about here? What kind of true god can't even protect you from your own blood? Your face has disappeared a million years ago. What qualifications do you have to call yourself a Vulcan now?"

Liu Qiankun's series of rhetorical questions made Zhu He's expression froze, the red light on his body dissipated soundly, and there were clear lines of flesh on his cheeks, and finally he lowered his head, like an eggplant beaten by frost, wilting .

Seeing Vulcan's shriveled appearance, Baxi secretly rejoiced, and secretly gave Liu Qiankun a thumbs up, the mane on his big face trembling slightly with excitement.

"Don't be complacent, you are more useless than Vulcan, there is some kind of servant of destiny watching, there is a red prison, you can only sleep on the floor in that cell, just you Returning IQ to the Demon Realm is probably just a chance to be stabbed!" Liu Qiankun changed the subject, pointing at Baxi's nose and scolding him.

"..." Baxi was speechless for a moment, Liu Qiankun's words just hit the most secret pain in his heart. The devil world is a world where the strong are respected. With his current cultivation base, even if he goes back, he may not be able to do so. It's hard to get back the glory of the past, not to mention that 2 years have passed!

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