Those who fail to pass through the book, Xie Jinyu, should be obliterated.
It was like a thunder suddenly exploded in Xie Jinyu's ears, which was the pain and whine coming from the depths of his soul, as well as deep unwillingness.
Yes, not willingly.
The sound of "tick-tock" water drops faded away, and the snow-like scene in front of her seemed to have received the signal again, gradually becoming clearer and slowly unfolding in front of her.
"Does a traitor like Xie Jinyu, who has taken refuge in the Demon Cult, dare to claim to be a member of the Cangyu Sect?"
The man in front of him was dressed in white clothes like snow, with handsome features and an aura of righteousness.
He sneered and stroked a lyre on his back, his black hair and sword spikes fluttering in the wind.
Although it was just a glimpse, Xie Jinyu, who was still a little confused, immediately recognized who the person in his sight was.
He Ling, the former head of the Cang Yu Sect, fell to the peak of divine transformation in the fierce battle between immortals and demons.
Unlike Liu Jiming who uses a sword, he is a piano cultivator.
The "Heguang" lyre is painted dark red and is a Fuxi harp with a "round sky and a square earth".
When the golden strings were played, they made a quiet sound, cutting through the dust.
"Even if she has the nerve to say so, our Cangyu sect will definitely not have the shame to admit that from the moment she betrayed the sect, she became the enemy of the entire world of immortality."
Hearing him say such words, a woman in the crowd lowered her head.
She was wearing a black and red dress and the most ordinary bun, and she retreated from the crowd in embarrassment.
The soft hair fell from her temples, covering her face with shame, but there was no regret in her eyes.
Xie Jinyu narrowed her eyes, and she saw that woman with a strange look.
Her eyebrows, her mouth and nose, everything about her, it was clearly her body.
But, it's not her.
As soon as his eyes changed, the previous scene was forcibly cut off and turned into a completely unfamiliar scene.
On the top of the high peak, there is a deserted area, overgrown with weeds, which obscures the original color of the earth.
There are no chirping birds or galloping animals.
It is a lifeless gray.
The sky was covered with dark clouds and treacherous waves, and a fierce wind blew through the valley, making people's clothes fly and almost unable to stand.
The "ding" strings fluctuated, creating ripples in the air, spreading around as the strong wind passed by.
Then the sound of the piano turned, and Jiao Zhenggong Shang Yu cut through the sky one after another, making a clanging sound, with a murderous aura that could not be concealed, and the momentum was like breaking bamboo, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
It turns out that elegant weapons can also kill people.
"Masters of the Demon Clan, listen, if we don't hand over Qiu Mei, our Cangyu Sect will definitely wash out the Demon Realm with blood today, and we will not show any mercy."
He Ling, dressed in white and snowy, floated in the sky with his feet.
A sneer came from a distance, and the clouds were faintly red, with a lingering sense of coquettishness that could not be shaken even in the strong wind.
"I am the leader of the Cangyu Sect.
He is an indifferent and stoic person.
It turns out that I am just a passionate seed.
I openly tore up the hundreds of years of peace between the immortal world and the demon clan for a woman.
I should say that you are sentimental and righteous. , still stupid as hell.”
He Ling sneered: "If you hadn't persecuted the disciples of several of our major sects in the sect competition, why would the demons and monks not be able to coexist at this point?
Why would you deceive yourself and others to guard a hundred years of peace?
It's ridiculous."
"Today, I will unite with several major sects to jointly defeat the demon clan.
The world is so big, good and evil exist side by side.
There is you without me, and there is me without you."
As soon as the last sentence came out, there was a response.
The monks on the peak behind He Ling were filled with indignation and showed their weapons one after another.
For a moment, the dark clouds were filled with murderous intent, and each weapon emitted a dazzling light, lighting up the entire sky.
"Liu Jiming, Liu Jiming is here" In the chaotic fighting, someone screamed in surprise.
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A ray of sword light broke through the hustle and bustle, carrying an awe-inspiring aura.
It was the harsh spring cold blowing on the face, and the tens of thousands of years of ice broke, making people tremble inadvertently.
Everyone raised their eyes and only met one person, but they were instantly stunned to the point where they were almost out of their bodies.
Liu Jiming stepped forward with sword intention.
He was dressed in red clothes like fire, with flying eyebrows on his temples.
His whole body was awe-inspiring and inviolable.
The "Qianqiu" in his hands was buzzing and glowing with cold light.
He seemed to have come from a painting collected by the ancient powers.
He had endless favor from heaven and was as proud as a god.
"Ah!"
Several low-level demons who were closer could not stand the pressure on him.
They were so frightened that they almost lost their wits and fled in panic with pale faces.
Liu Jiming raised his eyelids and glanced over.
Under his eyes was a piece of thousand-year-old ice that had not melted.
There is no opponent for him here.
Qianqiu's cold light flowed in his hand, transforming into a small sword of thousands of golden lights, showing its sharp edge.
The demons exuding black energy had nowhere to escape in front of him, and the low-level demons could not even look directly at his sword energy.
The sword is the weapon of a gentleman.
The sword is in the sheath, its sharp edge is restrained, but as soon as it is taken out of the sheath, its brilliance is fully revealed.
Sword cultivation, practicing the way of heaven and earth, and killing is the first thing this world teaches them.
Kill to stop killing.
Be righteous.
The woman in a black and red dress emerged from the chaos.
She was more embarrassed than before, her hair was messy, and she walked through the chaotic battlefield, but no one paid attention to her.
No one among the decent people has ever seen her, and the demons don't regard her as one of their own kind.
She followed Liu Jiming obsessively with her eyes, not wanting to leave for a moment.
"Uncle Liu" Xie Jinyu's heart trembled.
She saw this woman who looked exactly like her calling "Uncle Master" and looking at Liu Jiming with such eyes, as if she suddenly understood something.
She closed her eyes, her hands gradually clenched into fists, and she felt clear in her heart.
What you see before you is the original plot of the Fallen Fairy Book.
And this woman is the cannon fodder in the original book who wants something but cannot get it.
Every word in the book describes her doomed tragic ending.
The high-level demon appeared silently, and he suddenly appeared behind Liu Jiming.
The cultivation level of every high-level demon is at least mid-Jindan or above.
What's more, there are three mid-level demons and a high-level low-level demon in front of Liu Jiming, so he has no time to care about what's behind him.
The cultivation level of this high-level demon was unfathomable.
He grinned and stretched out his hand, and this hand was about to pierce Liu Jiming's chest in the next moment.
Victory was within easy reach.
"Stop."
The cannon fodder in the original book saw through his actions, his eyes were broken, and he rushed forward angrily.
The hand of the high-level demon passed through her chest in an instant, and bright red blood flowed down the texture of her clothes.
At the same time, all the energy in her body was instantly sucked away.
In just a short moment, all her flesh and blood were gone, leaving only The empty skin underneath was so wrinkled that it was difficult to distinguish its original appearance.
My hair turned white overnight, my beauty withered.
When Liu Jiming turned around, he only saw her skin being thrown out like a piece of rag by the demon in front of her.
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Her facial features were blurred, and she was so pitiful that she couldn't find any trace of her past life.
There was a flash of confusion in my heart as to who this person was.
With Qianqiu in hand, his sharp edge was revealed.
He looked back, no matter who this person was, he vowed to kill all the monsters in the world.
Xie Jinyu, Xie Jinyu, have you seen this?
This is your original fate as cannon fodder.
This is the original plot that the system deliberately planned for you to go to.
Her hands clenched tighter and tighter, her nails almost digging into the flesh of her palms.
In a daze, a bright smiling face appeared in the memory, looking back at him, with a proud face: "Cowardly, timid, loving but afraid to speak, in the end she was ruined, the world is so big but there is no place for her. , This is really a complete loser.
Sister, do you think this person looks a bit like you?"
"Otherwise, let's name her after you, Xie Jinyu, Xie Jinyu, this is such a good name and it saves me the trouble of looking through the dictionary.
Didn't I die quietly to save my lover in the end, which is considered to have achieved what I wanted.
Yes.
I am really a mother."
This poor female cannon fodder was originally her.
No, but she, Xie Jinyu, has never been a timid loser.
She is not.
She opened her eyes, and within her sight, the plot of the original book was still advancing.
Liu Jiming's red clothes were flying, and his body was stained with blood, mixed with flying black hair.
It was unclear whether it was his blood or the enemy's blood.
"Master Liu, Master Uncle" came with an almost crying voice.
Above the strange red clouds, a sword scabbard several people tall stood up solemnly, and Qiu Mei was tied to it, with ragged clothes and a haggard face.
At this moment, her hair was disheveled, her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked pitiful.
When Liu Jiming heard her call, he paused in his hands and looked sharply.
He Ling obviously heard it too.
He frowned slightly, but his tone was very gentle, as if he was afraid of scaring her: "Don't be afraid, Mei'er, I will save you right now."
Qiu Mei suppressed her fear and her body trembled slightly, "I'm not afraid."
"You bastard, put Mei'er down quickly!"
He Ling raised his voice, the seven strings in his hands were tense and the sound was muted, and he was about to start a killing spree in the next moment.
Liu Jiming's figure flashed and flew straight towards the cloud.
He is never controlled by others, so he never talks nonsense.
If the other party doesn't give it to him, he just grabs it.
"Uncle Liu," Qiu Mei sobbed, her eyes glistening with tears.
Above the clouds, the Demon Lord sneered: "You overestimate your capabilities.
If I don't allow it, why do you think I will let you save the living people?"
The next moment, the sharp arrows transformed by the demonic energy were densely packed and shot towards Qiu Mei, almost piercing her heart with thousands of arrows.
This arrow is not an ordinary thing.
It is invaded by demonic energy and is incompatible with the monk's spiritual energy.
Once it is hit, it will definitely die.
Qiu Mei's eyes widened, watching death coming, she closed her eyes and said loudly: "I don't regret it."
She has no regrets about dying for the world of immortality.
She is such a strong and unyielding woman and a loyal disciple who has no regrets.
However, the pain in the image did not come, and Qiu Mei opened her eyes in surprise.
Liu Jiming stood in front of her, and thousands of sharp arrows passed through his body.
The bright blood was even more dazzling than the red clothes.
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With his back to Qiu Mei, he stood upright.
"I don't allow it."
Xie Jinyu almost felt heartbroken when he saw this.
She was almost unsteady on her feet and staggered up to catch up with Liu Jiming, trying to catch Liu Jiming, but she passed through his arm and grabbed onto nothingness.
She could only watch helplessly as he fell thousands of feet into the sky and lost his trace.
She grabbed the front of her chest tightly, opened her mouth wide, and was instantly deprived of all breath.
It was like someone was strangling her heart, and she couldn't utter a single word.
She doesn't allow it.
No matter it is her ending or Liu Jiming's ending, she will not allow it.
With bloodshot eyes in his eyes, Xie Jinyu stood up from the blood red, like a Shura in hell.
With every step he took, a bewitching and ghostly Manzhu Shahua bloomed under his feet.
"System, ha, how dare you boss me around and ask me to obey your orders?"
She asked again and again in her mind, her clear mind being burned away by the fire of karma, "You are just a dead thing."
The system's voice remains as cold and irresistible as ever No one is allowed to disobey.
Because I am the way of heaven.
The author has something to say: Hey.
What then?
I'm so sad.
As an intern dog, I rotated to the anorectal department and changed the dressing on people's chrysanthemums every day.
As soon as I entered the ward, she took off her pants, spread her buttocks and lay on her side on the bed coquettishly, waiting for me.
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