Chapter 312 The backhand of ten thousand years ago
Facing the complexity in Qi Mei's eyes, Xu Yuan did not waver in the slightest.
Do White Walkers have emotions? Xu Yuan didn't know.
But he knows that there is no love for no reason in this world, and no one will treat you well for no reason.
Qi's connivance towards him, and all the goodwill he showed came from the fact that he would eventually become a different ghost.
If he is willing to become a White Walker, if he doesn’t have the antidote of the ‘Fate-Defying Liquid’, when his consciousness is completely transformed into a White Walker, maybe he will really stay with her until the end of time as the White Walker Queen said.
But the problem is that under certain circumstances, Xu Yuan doesn't want to become a different ghost, let alone stay with a monster made of flesh and blood until the end of time.
This is an unavoidable contradiction.
So,
Facing Shang Qi's complicated gaze, Xu Yuan replied quietly:
"Because I don't want to be a different ghost, and the current world situation does not tolerate a different ghost."
Qi's red lips let out a chuckle, and there was a hint of self-mockery on Li Qingyan's face:
"So that's the case, I probably understand. Then there should be something at the bottom of the blood pool?"
“.”
Xu Yuan didn't respond, nor did he try to pull his arm out of the opponent's chest.
Because at this moment, Qi's pierced chest had already grown countless hideous and terrifying flesh whiskers, firmly fixing his arm in her body.
Qi looked at Xu Yuan's expression, and said faintly:
"Is that really the case? It seems that my consciousness and body have indeed been tampered with."
Xu Yuan was not in a hurry, because Luo Xiran needed time to prepare, so he replied in a low voice:
"Have you realized this before?"
Qi’s eyes showed a touch of reminiscence:
"The human race imprisoned me to conduct research on flesh and blood. I only remember the painful process of being imprisoned for more than ten years, but I have forgotten a lot of specific things, um. The only thing I remember is that the human race wants to use this seat. The body developed the Blood God Stone to control me, and because of this, there was an internal struggle, but this internal struggle of the human race ended with me becoming the final winner."
Speaking of which,
Qi was silent for a while, and looked down at his body:
"Now it seems that in addition to controlling the blood **** stone of my aliens, those human races ten thousand years ago should have developed a medicine to resist alienation?"
"You guessed it right, this thing is indeed hidden in a secret room under the blood pool."
Xu Yuan didn't deny it, and then looked at the other party, and asked softly with a little interest: "But I'm curious, you have stayed in the blood nest for thousands of years, and you have never entered the bottom of the blood pool to investigate?"
Qi shook his head:
"This seat cannot enter."
Xu Yuan's eyes were full of doubts, and he sensed Qi's body through the synesthesia of the strange ghost:
"The life source in your body has been overflowing. Once it enters the blood pool, the life source will quickly disappear your consciousness, but it's not like you haven't gone down once in ten thousand years?"
Qi raised his finger and pointed to his own head, his eyes were cold: "Two obstinate concepts have been implanted in my mind. First, I need two Blood God Stones to break out of the ban. Second, I must never enter the blood. Chizhidi, if you don't show up in Changtian, there is probably no hope of escaping from the underground palace in this lifetime."
"." Xu Yuan.
Implant concepts
Why does this sound so familiar?
After thinking for a moment, Xu Yuan suddenly remembered that old man Luo seemed to have been hit by this trick.
Before, in order to keep him safe, Xu Changge had the ghostly ghost Qi implant the concept of protecting Xu Yuan into Old Luo.
Unexpectedly, this method was already available ten thousand years ago.
However, it seems that these two obviously conflicting ideological seals should be planted by different people.
"Little ghost, don't think about it, this method is called soul marks."
While thinking, Luo Xiran's gentle voice suddenly sounded in Xu Yuan's heart:
"I trained myself into a spiritual monster, and it was only one of the many soul marks I planted on Qi when I broke my soul, and let him get two blood **** stone jade pendants and immediately go down to the bottom of the blood pool.
"But it seems that Su Luochen and Tang Wan'er are not stupid. When they disappeared, they desperately tampered with the soul marks I planted for Qi."
“.”
Yes, ten thousand years ago, the Zongmen besieged and destroyed Jiantian Pavilion, which really knocked out the dog's brains.
In this underground palace alone, even if the four saints died, they had to use their lives to engrave soul traces to plot against each other before they died. In the end, everyone died together.
It is no wonder that the dynasty was able to rise afterwards.
Hearing Luo Xiran's words, Xu Yuan immediately asked through voice transmission with his mind and soul:
Luo Xiran's voice was full of laughter:
"nature."
As soon as the voice fell,
Qi's chilly voice suddenly came over:
"Xu Changtian, who are you talking to?!"
Although the soul transmission of the mind is hidden, it can still be discovered.
Qi felt an unforgettable soul wave in the blood-clothed man in front of him.
Xu Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth when he heard the words, and said:
"If I said it was Luo Xiran, would you believe me?"
"Luo Xiran?"
Hearing this name, Qi's eyes obviously flashed amused: "If it is Luo Xiran, then who is this seat?"
Xu Yuan didn't answer, but just looked at her calmly.
Between silent gazes,
The black dead fungus armor all over Xu Yuan's body suddenly spread out from under his robe like ants, and in an instant a body made of fungus armor condensed on his side.
A dignified woman wearing a lake blue fairy dress.
Luo Xiran.
“.”
Looking at each other silently,
The smile in Qi's eyes gradually disappeared, looking at Luo Xiran, there was a shake in those phoenix eyes, and he opened his mouth:
"Luoben..This seat Luo. Qi. Luo Xi"
Immediately,
Qi's appearance of 'Li Qingyan' began to undergo some changes, and countless bumps and bulges swelled out from that flawless delicate body.
While her mind was shaking, she seemed unable to maintain her human body.
Seeing this scene, Xu Yuan quickly asked in his heart:
"Xi Ran, what's going on?"
"Little ghost, don't be too big or small all day long, call me senior."
Luo Xiran first spat lightly, and then explained: "Ten thousand years ago, in order to make it easier for me to control the final winner, I planted more than one soul mark on this Qi. Now it seems that Su Luochen and Tang Wan'er are dying It was not possible to clean up the backhands left by this seat before."
While talking,
Luo Xiran raised her jade hand slightly, pressed it on Qi's body that was already beginning to collapse, turned her head to Xu Yuanyou and said:
"Since this method is still available, it seems that I don't need your help, brat."
“.”
Don't need his help.
Hearing this,
Xu Yuan subconsciously had an ominous premonition in his heart, his spiritual vision opened, and his life source was ready for battle in an instant.
But the next moment,
Luo Xiran let out a "puchi" laugh, raised his other hand, flicked Xu Yuan's forehead with a "snap", bent his eyes and smiled:
"You little brat is really not cute at all. I told you not to think about things like dogs and dogs all day long, but you are still so suspicious. I mean, you don't need to fight Qi, idiot."
"." Xu Yuan.
The words fall,
Qi's body disintegrated directly, and countless flesh and blood spread out, which was absorbed by Luo Xiran in an instant.
In silence, the sun and the moon pass by.
Two days later,
Qi just dissipated in the world without any resistance in Luo Xiran's hands.
Having done everything,
Luo Xiran slowly turned her eyes, looked aside and waited for Xu Yuan, showing a smiling expression:
"Little devil, shall we continue now?"
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(end of this chapter)