Seeing Mei Qing refusing to give in, Yan Guiren was also helpless and couldn't really fight with him. It's ridiculous that the empress of Tangcheng started an internal strife.

Give in?

Your own child was bullied and almost killed, so you just tolerated it and didn't ask any questions? This is even more impossible!

If that's the case, then so be it.

He made up his mind to send the message.

"Haha, you crazy bitch, you have to cover up someone who did something wrong. It's really unreasonable."

The masked man suddenly smiled.

Mei Qingluo's face turned cold, and there seemed to be boundless wind and thunder gathering behind him, and a huge whirlpool appeared in the sky: "Don't think that your Tiansha Sect is the spokesperson of the Qingshou clan, so I don't dare to do anything to you. I, Tangcheng

There is no need for you to take care of the matter."

"Whether it's our Tiansha Sect or the Qingshou Clan, if we want to kill him, what can you do?" The masked man pointed at He Shuo.

"Haha, your Heavenly Slaughter Sect accepts all kinds of assassination missions as long as you have the spirit stone. Now you are so angry and meddling in your own business. It's really ridiculous. Even if your assassination skills are unparalleled in the world, I want to see what you can do

You're killing someone in front of me." Mei Qing waved her hand, and a stream of blue and purple spiritual power protected He Shuo.

"My Heavenly Slaughter Sect is always ready to be killed. If one day someone kills everyone in our Heavenly Slaughter Sect, it is normal, and the Qingshou Clan will not intervene.

Similarly, even if you kill all the people in Tang City, I will only look at you coldly, but you actually want to kill an alchemist who refined Daoyun Pill. Naturally, I have to take care of this kind of thing. Daoyun

The Alchemist does not belong to you in Tang City, but belongs to the common wealth of the whole world of cultivation.

And if I want to kill someone, no one can protect me." The mask on the masked man's face changed slightly, and the traces of teardrops in the corners of his eyes continued to extend downward, and at the bottom, it turned into a teardrop floating in his hand.

Bloody spiritual power filled his body, rolling and surging continuously, and finally formed many runes of different sizes, which stuck tightly to his clothes, turning the entire clothes red.

"Have you ever heard of the Heavenly Slaughter Sect Hell's Life-Transforming Curse? As long as the cultivation level is not as good as mine, I can exchange it for one to the limit."

The masked man laughed wildly. He Shuo, who was protected by Mei Qingluo, also had blood-colored runes of different sizes on his body at this time, densely packed from head to toe.

His teardrops rotated slowly, like a bunch of flowers that were not yet in full bloom. He gently pushed the teardrops, and they rose into the air little by little, and then rushed directly towards Li Xianyu with a whooshing sound.

"The Tears of Inanimate Life is the token of the Qingshou Clan. With it, the people of the Heavenly Slaughter Sect and the Qingshou Clan in all realms will do their best to help you. Come on, Master Xiao, I'm optimistic about you!"

The masked man gave Li Xianyu a thumbs-up gesture, and his body began to burn continuously. The red flame looked like blood covering his whole body.

"Ah, it hurts me so much. If you kill me, just kill me..."

Opposite the Nascent Soul cultivator He Shuo also started to burn strangely. He could move and speak, but no matter what he did, he couldn't stop his body from being burned. He cried, wailed, and begged for mercy, but nothing happened.

usefulness.

It was burned cleanly under the gaze of everyone, with not a single residue left.

"I can't stand this little pain, I'm such a waste." The masked man was burned to the last bit, but he still left a mocking remark in the end.

Mei Qingluo stared at the masked man until he disappeared. She did not take action, and she could not stop him. This is a curse that can hurt three thousand people and damage oneself ten thousand. It can only be used by monks who are lower than themselves. Once

Both people's lives will be lost if used.

"It's cruel enough. A real monk exchanged the life of a Nascent Soul monk, which is worthy of the Heavenly Slaughter Sect." After saying that, he disappeared.

The unborn tears flew to the center of Li Xianyu's eyebrows, leaving an imperceptible mark. He touched it and found nothing strange, and there was no feeling of a foreign object in his brain.

"The Tears of Lifelessness is the most precious treasure of the Qingshou clan. It can only do you good and no harm. It's just..."

Yan Guiren frowned, staring at the place where the masked man disappeared, with a puzzled look on his face, and said to himself:

"How could he be an important figure in the Qingshou clan if he could possess the Tears of Life? Why did he commit suicide just to kill a Nascent Soul cultivator? This is too much of a loss, right? There aren't many core figures in the Qingshou clan to begin with.

Are you going to cause trouble in Tangcheng?"

Li Xianyu was also filled with guilt. How could a stranger be so kind to him, not only giving him treasures, but also sacrificing himself for himself? It was so inconsistent with common sense. He looked at Yan Guiren, hoping he could explain it to him.

"Don't think so much. It's not surprising that the Sishou clan would do such a thing. Their brain circuits are different from ordinary people. Hey!"

Yan Guiran patted his head and comforted him.

The matter finally came to an end. Several streets were destroyed, a Nascent Soul Stage dozens of Golden Core Stage monks died, and a being suspected of being above the Yuanying Stage died. The Donglin District of Changshan District has been at war with each other since then, and there will be more in the future.

I don't know how it will evolve.

The cause was just a greedy inspection during the Qi training period, or an unprovoked message. Li Xianyu originally planned to bring his friends to have fun and experience the pleasure of pretending to be sexy. He also rehearsed the script and practiced it.

The plot is good, but the plan always fails to keep up with the changes.

He walked up to the bald monk again and looked at him quietly. At this time, the bald monk's eyes were dull, and his whole figure seemed to have lost his soul.

Li Xianyu picked up the long knife that was thrown on the ground, held it with both hands, and pointed the tip of the knife at the bald monk's throat. No one could stop him anymore, and he pressed the knife down hard.

Conditions arise, conditions arise, conditions arise and conditions perish. In the end, there is a cause and an effect.

"Everything is over. I have taken care of the past of your existence for you. There is no place for you to miss anymore, so you can leave." He said in his heart.

She walked in front of Bian Xiaoxiao again. The previous fight had not affected her here. She slumped down on the ground, her eyes were dull, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Li Xianyu took a deep look at her, whether it was nostalgia, sadness, anger or love. One glance seemed like an instant, but also seemed like hundreds of thousands of years. He turned his head and closed his eyes, and when he opened them, he had returned to his true self, without the original host.

Be sure.

"Lao Ye, help me kill two people." He pointed to the two bald accomplices on the ground.

Ye Bu nodded, and two spiritual blades appeared directly, killing the two of them.

Suddenly a light rain began to fall from the sky, and the people's bodies were still a little wet and cold. Li Xianyu stopped the rain technique on his armor and just walked in the rain.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go back."
Chapter completed!