The most mysterious and dangerous forest in the misery.

Yu Lijing went deeper alone until the end, and his pace was slow.

"Are you following me?"

Yu Li Jing looked around and suddenly shouted loudly.

The wind swayed and the leaves were sandy. Then, in the shadow, a ghost figure shaking the white bones and the sequin fan slowly walked out with a cold air, "The country of the country enters the war, what is the plan for the people to live in the world? Don't talk about the matter of being a marquis, and one general has achieved success and has ten thousand bones undone."

The ghost Qi master transformed by Yuan Wuji stood opposite Yuli Jing.

Because the broken seal of the Dragon Head of the Evil God prompted the growth of the Eight Tribes. Even though the Ghost Qi Lord had not been resurrected, the evil spirit on the corpse was becoming more and more intense.

This made Yuan Wuji carry a trace of evil power all over his body. After all, the body of the Ghost Qi Lord is now in the White Bone Senluo Fan.

This also makes the identity disguised by Yuan Wuji more realistic.

"How can I say it's a stalking? This is just a little care for my son."

Yuan Wuji shook his head and said negatively.

On the other side, Le Xunyuan, who followed, was shocked in his heart, "Is Yuli Jing actually the son of Lord Gui Qi?"

"Interesting, it seems that this is the secret that the man said to subvert the Confucian Sect. Who is that man? Why do he know so secret?"

After getting the secret, Le Xunyuan couldn't help but think of the person who sent the letter, "I think this person must have a grudge with the Confucian clan, but I am happy to go with the flow of this matter. I am also happy to watch this excitement..."

At this time, Yu Lijing in the field was ready to leave.

"My son, don't you want to see you as a father?" The Lord of Ghost Qi, transformed by Yuan Wuji, couldn't help but step forward, with a hint of sadness on his face.

Yu Lijing slowed down and then said in a complicated manner: "I already know what you said at the beginning. Unfortunately, I will not help you fulfill your ambition. And I will give you a last word: If you do good and save the people of the world, you may make up for your past sins. If you continue to do evil, you will only face..."

Yu Lijing did not continue to say the following words, and maybe he couldn't bear to speak, but the meaning was self-evident.

"What a cruel thing, it seems that Jun Fengtian can't stay. If you kill him, you will be the only father!" Yuan Wuji snorted coldly and said in a sequel, and the evil aura emitted by the Senluo white bone fan in his hand became increasingly intense.

"Um?"

Hearing this, Yu Lijing suddenly turned around, his eyes cold, "I hope you don't mislead yourself. Yu Lijing will never allow evil to spread. I like it!"

After saying that, Yu Lijing stopped lingering and left with great strides.

The dark jungle fell into silence again.

After a long time, Yuan Wuji spoke again, "Come out."

"It seems that you invited me to come here to witness this." Le Xunyuan stopped hiding and slowly stepped out of the darkness.

"Oh!" Yuan Wuji sighed with a sad look on his face, "There is no way, who has allowed me to be brainwashed by the corrupt scholars of the Confucian Sect? Now, only by letting him recognize the true face of these hypocrites of the Confucian Sect can he face his origin."

"Don't worry, when a Confucian scholar learns about Yu Li Jing's true identity, it will definitely have an impact on his soul. I have to say that you are really cruel to your son."

Le Xunyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was full of fear of the so-called true ghost Qizhu in front of him.

"What is cruel? This is the most sincere love for his son as a father." Yuan Wuji turned his head and said dissatisfiedly.

"Ha!" Le Xunyuan laughed dryly, his eyes fell on the Senluo white bone fan, his expression moved slightly, and he pretended to be surprised: "I have long heard that Lord Gui Qi died at the hands of Jun Fengtian after the Battle of Blood River. I never thought that you could escape from Heaven and even blind Jun Fengtian."

"Junior, the legend of the ghost is not something that can be cut off by a king Fengtian. I have heard of your deeds long ago. In the future, I may recommend the evil gods to you and see the true power."

"Evil God?" Le Xunyuan's eyes were surprised.

"You will know in the future. When the evil god returns, you will understand that the so-called heaven, earth, man, and law are nothing more than native chickens and tiles. Even the young master Yuan who is full of fear will have to bow down and surrender in the face of absolute strength."

Yuan Wuji raised his head with a proud look on his face, and did not forget to belittle himself.

"It seems that you are really related to Mr. Yuan." Le Xunyuan glanced at the Senluo white bone fan in the hand of Lord Gui Qi. He remembered that this fan was lost a long time ago when he felt that he was pretending to be Lord Gui Qi.

"Yes, he is also a person valued by the evil gods, and you will depend on your next performance. The Confucian Sect will become a stage for you to show your self-worth. If the evil gods value it, you can step on Master Yuan's head and you don't need to be afraid any more."

Yuan Wuji nodded and did not deny that he knew Yuan Wuji.

"Then I'm interested in the evil god you mentioned, I hope it's true as you said!"

Le Xunyuan's eyes flashed a few times, then slowly retreated and disappeared into the dark jungle.

Le Xunyuan has always been keen on danger. He felt danger in the Ghost Qi Lord and proved the strength of Ghost Qi Lord.

Therefore, he was indeed curious about the evil god who could make such characters come to awe.

"Evil God?"

Le Xunyuan murmured, then said, "I think Di Ming and Ren Ji are very interested in the affairs of Confucianism. Pulling these two people into the water may have unexpected benefits. Moreover, with the status of these two people, they must know the mysterious evil and mysterious stories in the mouth of Gui Qi, or they may be able to peek into it."

...

At the same time, the atmosphere between the two of You Soo and Yi Qingtian was tense.

Jian Chan stood in the corner with his hands folded in his hands and recited the Buddha's name.

Behind the Phantom of Bo Ying were Miao Ruofan and Yan Feihong.

"What do you want?"

A cold question showed the calm heart of Yiqingtian War Department.

"If you want to save Jun Shiyu's life, then take out an equal life to exchange it."

The lustful eyes were looking at Jian Chan’s heart, and the three of them were scanned by Miuraofan and Yan Feihong.

Yiqingtian also looked at the three of them.

Yan Feihong and Miao Ruofan felt a little nervous, and then they saw Miao Ruofan suddenly walked out, looking at Yi Qingtian with bright eyes, and said firmly: "Sword Sutra, if I can exchange my life for the rebirth of 'her', Ruofan is willing."

Miao Ruofan has long admired Yi Qingtian for a long time, but he knows that the other person has something to do with him, so he can only suppress the feelings in his heart.

Now that the Lingzhou of Beihai has been destroyed, all the beauty of it used to be was just a plot and fooling person.

Moreover, when I learned that I was just a copy of it again and again, Miao Ruofan's heart was already dead.

"Sword Sutra, I have already understood everything. It turns out that the value of my existence is only to provide the blood of the royal family to achieve his purpose. Such a life is meaningless. If I could do something for Sword Sutra before death, Ruofan felt that he had realized his own value."

Miao Ruofan's big eyes were a little hazy and his face was sincere.
Chapter completed!