Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

Chapter 199 Blood Curse 3 Life and Tragic Death

"No matter who it is, it is difficult to stick to one's heart when he walks into his position. I don't have the awareness and ability to not go into this muddy water. Is it hard to understand?"

"If you don't do it, someone will do it. Why can't that person be you? Besides, you were not satisfied with your status as an emperor when you were in the mortal world. Why do you want to cleanse yourself now?"

Yu Fuchen laughed loudly, and patted Xin Mo on the shoulder, as if facing his own twin brother.

"You still don't understand me. That's just the love between me and Chang Huan. It's not true. Who doesn't want to be an emperor and let his beloved be the queen?"

"Then what about other people? Cultivation Realm Forces, Snow Misty City Forces, Tianxiang Feathermen, Yan Clan... Wait, wait, are they just playing a monkey show with you?"

After hearing this, Yu Fuchen finally sank his face, turned his back on the demon and walked away.

"They pushed me to this position because they wanted to rely on me to command the forces of all parties to deal with this fierce battle together. Who will remember such a joke when the war is over?"

"In this fierce battle, you and Di Tianyao can only survive one person. If he is the one who dies, there will be no master in the Nine Heavens and no master in the Three Realms, and you will be pushed to the throne of God. This is what Feng Changhuan and Chang Ming's thought. "

The inner demon persisted, and hugged Yu Fuchen behind him, the biting chill radiated from his back to his limbs and bones, causing him extreme discomfort.

"open."

"Why, he can hug you, but I can't?"

"open!"

The inner demon walked around in front of Yu Fuchen again, the emotion in his eyes was very strange to Yu Fuchen.

"You love him more than yourself, is it worth it? Will the effort be rewarded?"

"Although I was the one who chose him at first, he desperately protected me, jumped into the sea of ​​reincarnation for me, and exchanged my life at the cost of death. These are all things he did for me. The answer was received a long time ago. Isn't it?"

"I've said it before, he deserves it!! He was ashamed of you, and what he did was just to make up for it, to seek peace of mind, why don't you understand! He is not that important to you, not that much It's not that important!!"

The demon hugged Yu Fuchen madly, put his arms around his neck, and wanted to kiss him.

"Give him up, he can't be with you forever, but I can guard you forever. I don't ask too much, as long as you show me a little affection for him, you will be satisfied. Please, please You love me too..."

"Do you want me to fall in love with a person who makes me lose myself and keep away from my beloved several times? And this person is still me, it's ridiculous..."

Pushing away the heart demon, Yu Fuchen straightened his messy neckline and shook his head helplessly.

"I hope you can understand that I didn't come here to ask for your help. It doesn't seem to be good for you if we die together."

"Not getting you, what's the difference between dying... I know why you came here, but do you know the consequences of doing so?"

If you don't look at the sad expression of the heart demon at the moment, Yu Fuchen will always feel that the person who did something wrong is himself, he deliberately avoids that person, snorts coldly, expressing that he doesn't care.

"The entrance to the bitter prison at the foot of the Wuxiang Mountain is different from the place where the sky is broken. The bitter prison is not a prison for evil spirits, but an independent space between the mortal world and the ghost realm. Even if you live In the bitter prison, even if you have me condensed by the evil spirits of the bitter prison in your body, you may not be able to possess the power of the bitter prison. Besides, after the bitter prison is the Nether Ghost Realm, what are evil ghosts compared to the horror of the ghost realm? So I I advise you to give up."

"Impossible. The current situation does not rely on the power of the prison. I will either die under Di Tianyao's hands, or be punished by the heavens because of a missed appointment in the gambling game. This is my only chance left, and I will never give it up no matter what."

"But you don't have ghost pupils from Jiuyou, so it's very difficult to accumulate the power of suffering."

The demon stroked his black pupils, closed his eyes and sighed.

"In order to protect you, Feng Changhuan took off your ghost pupil and exchanged his own for you. However, after he regained consciousness from his injury, he lost one of his ghost pupils. No one has ever looked into him." Where did the ghost pupil go, and where did the extra black eye come from."

The strength in his hands increased a little, and Yu Fuchen, who was suffering from pain, understood the deep meaning of his words.

"You mean... the ghost pupils have actually returned to me, but they just haven't shown their characteristics?"

"Ghost eyes are not only blood eyes. The dark and deep ghost eyes are purer and more powerful than blood eyes, and the person who gave you such abilities is not me, not you, nor Feng Changhuan. yes……"

"Yu Tianyin!"

As early as when Feng Changhuan died, was he already planning for everything that happened today?Not only the overall situation has changed, but even his own every move is in his calculations.

The inner demon pulled Yu Fuchen's eyelids, looked at the imperceptible pupils in his eyes, shook his head after confirming.

"I'm not sure if this is an opportunity for you to give it a go, but I don't want you to do that from my position."

"The result is death, why not fight to live?"

Yu Fuchen's persistence seemed to have moved his inner demons, he hesitated and swallowed his saliva, wondering how to speak.

He tentatively stretched out his hand to touch Yu Fuchen, but when the man avoided him with eyes full of disgust, he understood everything.

"You still refuse to accept me."

"You are my heart demon, and you have killed me for most of my life. I have no reason to accept you. Besides, don't you feel terrible when you don't recognize your identity and have such feelings for me? You like yourself like this This kind of thing... my scalp is numb."

Obviously being rejected, the demon in his heart laughed out loud, wrapped his arms around his neck and hung on him, causing Yu Fuchen to feel a chill.

"Let me tell you, the bond between you and the prison is me. If you want to gain the power of the evil spirit in the prison, you need to sacrifice me. Anyway, I have been with you for so long, so you won't feel reluctant?"

"No, if you get out of my body completely, I can't wait for three days to celebrate. But I'm not a ruthless person. If you help me get through this difficult time, maybe I won't deny the meaning of your existence When I think about it many years later, I will only remember your help to me. After all, Chang Huan hopes that I will be grateful instead of holding grudges."

"In the end, it's him who you can't forget...You still love him more than you love yourself."

The demon finally corrected his attitude and looked at Yu Fuchen face to face.

"The first time we meet is farewell. I hope you can say something that makes me willing to destroy myself to help you."

After thinking about it for a moment, Yu Fuchen quickly smiled, "Then thank you for your company for more than 20 years. Thanks to you, I can go further."

The demon froze for a moment, and returned a smile, his eyes were reddish, as if he wanted to cry, but fortunately he held back again, and said helplessly: "It's you."

"As expected of me."

At this moment, the non-existing entity of the inner demon began to become illusory and transparent. He walked closer and kissed Yu Fuchen's lips unexpectedly. Launched the realm of consciousness and sent back to reality.

After holding his breath for a long time, he suddenly breathed in the air, Yu Fuchen stroked his chest and panted rapidly, his vision gradually became clear, and he saw clearly the thin figure who was fighting for him not far away, who was almost exhausted.

"Changhuan..."

The Chengying sword in the man's hand broke again during the battle with Di Tianyao. Feng Changhuan, who was unable to get up due to his serious injury, supported his body with the broken sword and pressed the sword wound on his chest. .

Seeing him awake, Feng Changhuan was both surprised and happy, but at this moment, even if he wanted to hug Yu Fuchen, he was powerless, and raised his hand slightly, but the injured arm fell down again powerlessly due to the pain.

Feng Changhuan fell to his knees, with relief and apology written all over his face.Fortunately, he bought time for him to come back, but unfortunately he still failed to defeat the powerful enemy in the end.

At this time, Di Tianyao had been fighting Feng Changhuan for a long time, and he also had some bleeding scars on his body. It can be seen that Feng Changhuan's desperate resistance was not useless, at least to a certain extent, it restricted Di Tianyao's actions.

But what he could do was so far, he was unable to stand up, his eyes were spinning, he fell to the ground in dizziness, and he lost the strength to blink again.

"I still remember that the lonely emperor once cursed you to die tragically for three lives. If jumping off the sea of ​​reincarnation counts as one time, then this is the last life of your tragic death. Lianhua, you are very lucky. You have been chasing freedom and love all your life. Miracles will happen again. If you die today, your soul will be scattered, and you will never be able to return to the human world. Go to the place where you should go, you inferior bastard.

Yu Fuchen wanted to protect that person, but Di Tianyao was determined to kill him, and the speed of his strikes was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

At the very moment, just when Mo Yang was about to penetrate Feng Changhuan's body in Di Tianyao's hands and completely sever his life, a bright-colored figure flashed past, the silver light flew past, and he shot suddenly, the sharp blade scratched him. It touched Di Tianyao's face, preventing him from going to hurt others.

It was the year of Ming Si!

If Feng Changhuan hadn't consumed most of Di Tianyao's energy during the battle just now, he wouldn't have had the chance to take advantage of it after being knocked out with a palm.

Di Tianyao turned his head slowly, stared at his overly soft face, wiped away the blood from the sword marks on his face, and said contemptuously, "You dare to provoke?"

"In the beginning, I was deceived by your minions, mistakenly thinking that it was Master who ruined my family, and I did something I regretted. Now I am no longer the naive child who was deceived by others, and I will no longer harm my mentor! "

"So, you are like a car with a mantis arm, and a moth to a flame, it's just ridiculous."

"I owe my master a life, and I ignore it when I am in danger. Do I want to pretend to cry about my filial piety in front of the grave? Don't think everyone is so despicable, not everyone is like you."

Feng Changhuan wanted to stop him, but he shouted "Weizhi" with all his strength, but his voice was covered by the howling of the evil ghosts in the bitter prison, making it hard to hear.

Di Tianyao turned around and swung a palm to kill Ming Si Nian, but before he could touch that person, he was caught by his wrist and intercepted the palm wind. Chang Huan's side.

"Take good care of him, and Di Tianyao will leave it to me."

"Little brat, what a big tone. If you delay like this, it's just to miss your bet. What's the point?"

"The remaining time is enough to kill you."

As he spoke, Yu Fuchen raised his hands, black air gathered in his palms.

Following the guidance of the voice in his heart, Yu Fuchen turned around the powerful spiritual power contained in the golden core, and widened his abyss-like dark ghost pupils, which reflected all kinds of evil spirits.

"Are you willing to trust me? Trust me and give your body to me..."

Yu Fuchen closed his eyes to respond to the demon's call, and when he opened them again, a strange bloody light emanated from his eyes, and at the same time, he tore the rope that tied his hair, and his hair scattered in the wind, gradually changing from root to tip. He was pale, and two horns appeared on his head.

"Di Tianyao, you who have always been afraid of Jiuyou, do you have the courage to face the darkness?"

He absorbed the ghostly aura from the evil spirits of the bitter prison who invaded the mortal world, and even those fragmented corpses and the shadows of the ruined swords were not spared.

As the black air poured into his body, the dim light reflected that his shadow on the city wall was getting bigger and bigger. He spread his empty hands, and the human-shaped shadow behind him had already raised the deadly scythe of death, Even Di Tianyao seemed small in the dark.

"Di Tianyao, go back to Jiuyou, the place you fear the most..."

That being said, he is still a mortal body after all, even if he absorbs the power of the bitter prison, it is difficult to conjure a physical weapon, so it is useless to have a body of spiritual power.

Luan Dao is useless, what other martial arts can be used by him?

He quickly remembered Feng Changhuan's reminder not long ago, stretched out his hand, and a gun made of solid ice appeared in the palm of his hand.

Di Tianyao squinted at the ice-smashing gun, and then at the dying Feng Changhuan.

"It's ridiculous to still rely on him until now."

As he said that, he raised the Mo Yang Sword again, and the inspired thunder fell from the Nine Heavens into the mortal world, and hit the heart of the sword. Di Tianyao, who had obtained the power of the Nine Heavens, also began to face up to this battle of life and death, determined to show his true skills Come and fight it.

The two faced each other tit for tat, sneered at the same time, and then fought at one place at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye. They used all their strength and pressed on step by step, just to take the other's life.

"Wei Zhi, fast, fast back..."

Feng Changhuan held Min Si Nian's hand that pressed against his heart, injecting spiritual power into him, and blocked the man's healing process for him.

At first, Ming Si Nian didn't understand the meaning of his actions, until he heard thunder humming in the air, felt the sand and stones under his feet beating due to the earthquake, and realized that something was wrong.

The rift in the sky was completely torn open with a sharp and ear-piercing sound of thunder. The evil spirits who had not set foot in the mortal world seemed to have seen something terrifying and rushed into the mortal world, but they were not trying to kill mortals, but more like fleeing for their lives.

"The power of the bitter prison has been absorbed, destroying the balance with the Netherworld. I'm afraid that the evil spirits in the Ghostland will come soon, hurry up!"

Feng Changhuan tried his best to push Ming Sinian into the barrier of Xuewu City. Because Yun Wuling gathered the power of the seven swords to strengthen the barrier, the current Xuewu City can only go further and cannot get out, even if Ming Sinian uses all his strength. Hitting that layer of film, it was difficult to break free from it, and could only scream in pain, begging them not to die.

His voice was isolated in the enchantment, Feng Changhuan smiled at him, because of the infusion of his spiritual power just now, he had the strength to stand up reluctantly, turned his back and stood in front of the gate of Xuemiao City, just like in Ling Xuegong, when he blocked thousands of troops with his own power and protected his beloved disciple behind him.

In the short and high-pressure battle, Yu Fuchen was gradually lost. Even if he absorbed the power of the bitter prison, he was no match for Di Tianyao who had already cultivated into a fairy body.

I don't know if the method is effective, but try my best as long as possible.

Feng Changhuan let out a long breath, spat out the blood accumulated in his chest, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and made the choice to die himself.

However, just when he wanted to shatter the golden core he recovered by sucking that person's blood, and tried to help Yu Fuchen win by relying on the powerful spiritual power that erupted before his death...

Time, suddenly stopped.

The author has something to say: a person who turns the tide of the battle will appear next, let's guess who it is.

Thank you for reading the text, cute~ It’s almost the end, I’m a little nervous.