Dressed As a Waste of Marrying a Villain

"What kind of artifact, can't you just send someone to get it?" Luo said dumbly tonight.

"It is said that it is a divine tool, how can I send people casually. It is a lamp left by the gods. It is said that the wick retains the soul. This year it is the turn of Wuhuimen to worship the sky and take the soul."

Luo Jinxiao thought for a while, there is still some time before the day of the **** sacrifice, she should go back quickly, there should be no problem.

"Then you, kiss me again." Luo smiled casually tonight.

Unexpectedly, Qu Weiyin got a thud, saying that she had to make an inch.

In order to rush back tonight without delay, Luo set off with Yujian that night. In order not to disturb others, he did not let anyone know.

The speed of her sword was very fast, and she drove all the way, without rest, and arrived at Sumi Mountain Villa in two days. When she saw the sea again, she had no such excitement as the first time in her heart, but her heart was still surging for a while.

The elder who received her was still the gray-haired elder last time. After the two chatted for a while, the elder asked her to wait in the room and go to get the artifact by himself.

Luo is boring tonight. Standing in front of the window watching the people at Xumi Mountain Villa are practicing. There are very few apprentices here, and they are not the doorways of ordinary immortal cultivators. The pace is extremely slow. As people change their moves, only Ye Dong can be seen. The wind is calm, even dust can't be caught.

Looking at it, people's hearts are quiet.

"Friend Little Fairy!" The elder suddenly ran in from the door, guarding the lamp with care and panic on his face.

Luo hurriedly held him tonight, and said in surprise: "What's the matter with the elder?"

"It's not what happened to me, it's that something big happened to Wugui!" The elder was so anxious that his beard was fluttering.

When Luo Jinxiao heard the words, his heart suddenly mentioned in midair, his voice seemed to split a fork: "What?"

"Just now there was news that the demons suddenly rallied and attacked yesterday. They only faced the Wuguimen and swept the city of Wushu under the mountain at the same time. There were countless deaths and injuries among the people!"

"Now it's only a few decades since the last battle between immortals and demons. Not to mention the resurrection of the demon world, there are even more powerful branches that make Wuguimen helpless. I am going to help you urgently."

Luo subconsciously wanted to leave tonight, and was pulled by the elder: "Wait, now there are all monsters outside the Wuguimen enchantment, like crazy, how can you go back, why don't you go with us instead of being alone? "

"Thank you elder, no need." Luo was anxious tonight.

"Then take the Divine Soul Lamp, it's a divine tool after all, maybe it's useful." The elder stuffed the eternal light into her hand.

"Thank you..." Luo said only two words tonight, when he suddenly felt heart palpitations, and the foreground was distorted.

She staggered a few steps, hurriedly let go of her hand, and put the soul lamp into her purse. Once she didn't touch it directly, the feeling she had just disappeared instantly.

Luo Jinxiao is now full of no regrets. She didn't think much about it. It was only because of the divine weapon. After she said goodbye, she rose into the air, and the sword drove back, Wuju almost turned into a transparent wind under her feet.

Before leaving, Qu Weiyin said that she would wait for her and she must hurry back.

Halfway through the road, he crossed a high mountain at his feet, revealing a large green lake. Luo suddenly felt that something was wrong tonight, his heartbeat accelerated, like a fire, and the immortal veins began to tremble.

No matter what the accident is, how can it be at this time!

The strange feeling was coming so fiercely that she couldn't defend her sword at all. She gritted her teeth and summoned Qiongqi and knelt on her soft back.

Qiongqi's huge wings flapped and drove Mao to dance. Luo tonight vaguely guessed that it was the cause of the artifact, so he took out the soul lamp and threw it aside, but the lamp seemed to have recognized her, and Gu Lulu rolled back.

Luo was panting tonight, and only then took a closer look at the lamp, its simple and unpretentious appearance, the outer shell seemed to be bronze, but the wick was transparent, a bean flame burning at the top, and it could keep it still in the strong wind.

Under Luo Jinxiao's gaze, the flames suddenly burned more and more vigorously, the size of a person's palm, and like a snake, began to spread to Luo Jinxiao.

Luo wanted to escape tonight, but his body seemed frozen, unable to move.

The fire soon surrounded her, hovering around her body, and the moment the flame finally touched Luo Jinxiao, Luo Jinxiao's eyes suddenly became dark and unconscious.

At the same time, no regrets.

The barrier was fairly stable, still standing undefeated under the overwhelming magic seeds. Above the mid-air outside the barrier, a few people stepped on the clouds to fight, and boundless spiritual power radiated to the surroundings, a burst of lightning, fire, and thunder.

At the highest point, Qu Weiyin was holding the Sword of Remaining Moon and Stars in his hand, and his fiery red robe was hunting and hunting in the wind, surrounded by golden light and black aura, his eyes fierce and full of murderous intent.

"Long time no see, Lord Demon." Yu Gui stood opposite her with a smile on his pale face.

Qu Weiyin was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, lifted his sword, and the two hit one place. No one could get close to him in a radius of a hundred miles. The strange thing was that even under Qu Weiyin's offensive, Yu Gui was still relaxed. In the right look.

There was a fierce battle here, and there was no silence on either side. There were strange monsters, human bodies, or ghost faces everywhere, but they were all powerful and needed a lot of people to stop them.

All the disciples who had reached the Golden Core Stage of Wugui Sect had all rushed out of the barrier, fighting against the demons in twos and threes.

"Little Master Qu!" Gui Jiu flashed past Qu Weiyin, cut off a few monsters waiting for her to besiege, and then rushed to another batch, very busy.

And Lu Fanzhi could only help Elder Liu consolidate the enchantment within the barrier, and the other elders were scattered everywhere to guard against the devil and disappeared.

After a while, Weiying ran in from outside the barrier, carrying a body of blood, and stepped forward to help. She gritted her teeth and said: "Brother Siyu took half of the people to Wu End City to save the people. I didn't find Luo Ning, so I came back. ."

"Luo disappeared tonight. They are probably outside the barrier. I am afraid that this barrier will not last long. If those monsters are allowed to enter the door of no regrets, what can be done!" Lu Fanzhi shouted anxiously.

"Don't panic, there is an old man here." Elder Liu said in a deep voice, his palm opened, and a steady stream of spiritual power surged out, consolidating the film-like barrier.

The colorful light of spiritual power printed the blue sky in color, and the nearby trees were uprooted from time to time and tipped over, exposing the turf underneath. In mid-air, it was not known whether it was dust or flesh and blood, and it was so blurred that nothing could be seen.

Qu Weiyin didn't change her face, but gradually became exhausted. She raised her sword to draw thunder, and the flames rushed down from the sky. When the sky was still clear, suddenly there was a cloud of haze and thunder.

"Master Demon, this is not at all 50% of the power of your previous life." Yu Gui shook his head and said regretfully, "Why are you betraying us? Isn't it good for you to be a demon and dominate the world?"

Seeing Qu Weiyin still ignoring, Yu Gui frowned suddenly. He did not know when a few monsters with hats appeared behind him. Qi Qi attacked Qu Weiyin, Qu Weiyin hurriedly turned golden light to resist, his phoenix eyes were cold and low. He said: "How many people have practiced the Nether Formation Chart? You are so against the world, are you not afraid of backlash!"

"The Immortal Realm did so many wrong things and didn't backtrack, but it was just killing a few people, which is a violation of human relations!" Yu Gui said, with devilish energy overflowing, Qu Weiyin was gradually invincible.

At this time, a woman in white fell from the sky, her white skirt flickering, her silver hair draped behind her, emitting a faint white light, like a god.

The sect master hardly used a sword, she swung her sleeves as a blade, and stabbed the monsters in all directions, disrupting their positions for a while.

She and Qu Weiyin never had a conversation, but they had a tacit understanding.

At this time, someone came to send a message: "Sect Master, the enchantment in the southeast is about to be broken, and countless monsters are gathering there, planning to break it!"

"Sect Master, you go, the barrier is unbreakable." Qu Wei groaned.

The sect master hesitated and took a look at Qu Weiyin. After weighing the pros and cons, he said carefully, and then pulled away. As soon as the sect master left, Qu Weiyin fell into the situation of fighting alone again.

The more her eyes turned, she was determined to look into the distance, the water turned into iron, and gradually hardened.

Is she, can't wait for her to come back.

She raised her hand, and the waning moon and stars sword turned into light and shadow to block her in front of her. Under the protection of the divine sword, Qu Weiyin began to move, and the black energy mixed with the golden light, and there was a thunder explosion from the horizon. Red.

Like blood spilt on a dark cloud, burning for thousands of miles.

"Shanhe painting?" Yu Gui said suddenly, his tone couldn't tell whether it was panic or excitement.

Qu Weiyin raised his head, his eyes lightened completely, red and shiny, and his hair flying behind him, entangled with the red clothes, the powerful pressure and killing intent permeated, shocking the Quartet.

Qu Weiyin was enchanted.

After a gasp, Luo woke up tonight. She was sweaty and she didn't know whether the sight of her was a dream or reality.

She looked up and saw that she was lying on the icy ground, the ground was like ice, slippery, and the top of her head was pitch black, not night, but like a piece of black cloth with no light at all.

There was a pain in her chest, and her heart seemed to be twisted. Luo wanted to get up tonight, but saw that his limbs were being bound by four chains, the other end of the chain extending far and far.

She was amazed at what happened and tried to use her spiritual power to break free, but she was surprised to find that her body was empty, with no trace of spiritual power, she couldn't even feel the fairy veins, as if she had returned to the day she had just been reborn.

This time, she was really panicked.

"Don't struggle, the chain, you keep on struggling." A voice sounded, listening to an old woman, like a broken bellows, which was uncomfortable.

Luo tried to tilt his head to look tonight, only to see a vague figure, the man wearing a black robe, not even showing the root hair.

"Who are you." she asked.

"It doesn't matter." The man said, walking slowly to Luo Jinxiao's side. From Luo Jinxiao's perspective, she was tall and daunting.

"What are you doing with me? I have something important, let go." Luo gritted his teeth tonight.

"No, you have nothing to do." The man said, and placed a lamp on the ground. It was the bronze lamp, but now the fire inside was gone, and it was bare.

Luo didn't know what time it was tonight or what happened to Qu Weiyin's side. She was anxious and could only struggle desperately, but the more she struggled, the tighter the chain, and the place she touched was like a needle prick.

The man glanced at her, his eyes seemed unbearable, but he quickly covered the past, and put the soft Qiongqi to her side. She carried the Qiongqi as big as a calf without any effort.

"Don't worry, she's okay, I won't hurt you."

"Let go of me." Luo said loudly tonight.

"Let go of you now and you will die." the man said.

Luo was full of hostility tonight. She pulled the chain desperately. After a while, she curled up with pain, her wrists were torn, and blood was running down the wound on the ground.

After so long, Qu Weiyin must have had an accident, and Luo felt the pain in his heart tonight.

"Don't struggle." The man seemed to be unable to stand it any longer, stepped forward and held her limbs, "I said you don't struggle!"

"Then you let go!" Luo sternly said tonight, she stared at the man fiercely, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

The man lowered his eyelids and suddenly said, "You have to know that you can't live for yourself, and you can't live for her alone. There are more things behind you, you can't just let it go."

"Then you tell me!" Luo was furious tonight. She struggled again, and suddenly the pain spread into the limbs. She fell silent, closed her eyes tightly, and trembled patiently.

"If you struggle again, this chain will make you worse off than death."

All the voices in Luo's ears became intermittent tonight, and the pain was like a thousand ants chewing on her bones and heart and lungs. After a while, she was already sweating profusely and limp to the ground.

She raised her head again and said every word: "Please, let me go."

Her voice began to tremble and seemed to be shaky: "Since you don't hurt me, then I beg you."

Hearing this, the man seemed to be more unbearable, and she turned her head away and was silent.

"That woman, is so important that you don't care about your life and death?"

"Yes." Luo said with eyes closed tonight.

The man was silent for a long while, her only exposed eye was drooping, not daring to open it.

"It's not that I tied you, it's the lamp, this is your spiritual sense, only you can break free, but I advise you not."

Lamp... Luo remembered what the elder said tonight, saying that the wick was hiding the soul.

Is it possible that she will not let her go because she is destined to see her.

Luo raised his hand weakly tonight, and slowly fumbled towards the bronze lamp holder that had lost its light. The moment he held it, some mixed pictures appeared in her mind.

Most of them are fragments of her standing on a lonely cliff, looking at the flying snow in front of her.

Occasionally, I have seen it before, inextricably inserted in the snow, the hilt of the knife is bloody, and it carries thousands of years of loneliness.

There are still corpses everywhere, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, remnants of smoke billowing, dilapidated.

She let go, gasping for breath.

Her mind was in confusion, and she couldn't figure out what happened. She only felt that the moment when she saw those scenes, she seemed to be back in the Changming Pagoda again, filled with desolation.

But immediately, Qu Weiyin's words sounded in her mind.

She was still waiting for her to go back, and she would never be trapped here.

Luo Jinxiao closed her eyes and tried to force out the spiritual power in the fairy veins. In vain, she opened her eyes again, looking at the man in the cloak, and said dumbly: "You and this lamp, do you want me to die?"

"Naturally not." There was a hint of panic in the man's tone.

Luo nodded tonight, and suddenly there was a meaningful smile on her mouth. She whispered something, and invariably appeared in her hands.

The artifacts that have already been contracted can be summoned without spiritual power.

When the man saw this, he tried to stop him in a panic: "Don't!"

Luo already raised his hand tonight, and with the clatter of the iron chain, he pierced Wujue into his own heart.

With the almost fainting pain, she saw the black figure twisted into a ball, and then everything disappeared. She was lying at the foot of a mountain, surrounded by dew, wet the clothes.

The spiritual power in the body is still the same, the difference is that there seems to be something more, flowing slowly between the fairy veins.

Luo looked up tonight and saw that in the early morning a day later, the horizon was blood-red, not like a cloud of clouds, it was as if blood was paved with devilish energy.

"Weiyin." She whispered.