Xuan Ji saw that Weiyun seemed to be struck by lightning, and then he rolled and crawled into the inner room, and he plunged into the bamboo slips piled up into the mountains and digged them up, while rumbling.

Xuan Ji wandered around him for a long time, and then he heard him whispering something like "same origin" and "sacrificial furnace" that was not very similar to human words, and he didn't understand a single sentence, so he had to stare at his face nervously - the lively candlelight swept Weiyun's face one after another, and his face looked ugly like a dead body that could not afford to buy a cemetery.

After plowing the collection from beginning to end, Weiyun seemed to finally come to the conclusion and paralyzed on the ground in despair. He squeezed out of his throat with difficulty: "Tong... Your Highness, are you here?"

Xuan Ji immediately came up and said, "Zhi Zai Zai, what have you developed? Tell me quickly!"

Weiyun's eyes penetrated his body, staring at the shadow on the wall with his eyebrows. The candlelight also felt uneasy and jumped in panic, blowing the shadow like a ghost.

"Okay okay, Brother Weiyun," Xuan Ji was about to be forced to spontaneously burned by him. "Can you say something so happily? I..."

At this time, Weiyun said almost inauspiciously: "I can't save you."

Xuan Ji suddenly stopped talking.

Although he felt sorry for His Majesty and wished he had never lived, he was conscious and conscious after all. He could not help but feel a little shocked when he heard such a sentence unexpectedly.

But only once, Xuan Ji quickly calmed down.

Slowly sitting down opposite Weiyun, Xuan Ji smiled: "Oh... your man is so happy."

Weiyun lowered the small oil lamp in his hand and illuminated the shaved shiki at his feet. He stroked a mountain text on it with his hand covered with calluses and wounds: "When the senior who successfully re-refined the sword spirit, the materials used were Rabbit Demon Heavenly Spirit twice, but we both ignored one thing - Rabbit Demon is different from Vermilion Bird, and the rabbit tribe is born from the fetus. Now it seems that we failed to re-refined the Heavenly Demon Sword several times because of the difference between fetal and egg."

Xuan Ji was confused when he heard this: "Although I didn't think about it...but this is a bit harsh. Man, is egg birth inferior to others?"

"If the fetus leaves the mother's body, it is considered a stillbirth, and it is not considered a 'Heaven Spirit'. Therefore, using the Rabbit Demon Heavenly Spirit to refine the sword, the fetus must be in its mother's womb, and the mother's body must be sacrificed for life." Weiyun said, "The 'Life' of refining the weapon is not a natural birth. If the stillbirth is forced to be kept in the world, it must be exchanged equally. Only one death can be exchanged for a lifetime. The Rabbit Demon Heavenly Spirit Sword refining the weapon twice and giving it twice, one of the key points is that there is a living female rabbit demon sacrifice furnace."

Xuan Ji frowned. He was raised as a human being, and he had no shortage of human nature. When he heard the saying "for life to be exchanged for life", his heart was inevitably moved. Of course, "there is no reason to exchange other people's lives for their own lives." However, then, other distracting thoughts came one after another... So, what if those death row prisoners were used to commit crimes that were extremely evil?

Anyway, they will be beheaded...

He was refined into the Demon Sword back then. The human race's gamble sacrifice that shocked the world also carried 81 people's lives?

Weiyun and Xuan Ji were both silent for a long time, and each was digesting silently.

After a long time, the lamp flowers could not bear the silence. They jumped gently. Xuan Ji came to his senses and said to himself: "This is better... don't interfere."

He was unable to choose his own origin when he was young, and he could even say that he was ignorant and innocent.

"Now let me watch the living people's sacrifice furnace, that's too much... Even if I can "live", I'm very unlucky. I'm afraid I will never dare to reach out to Lingyuan for the rest of my life," Xuan Ji said this, and then laughed at himself again, with a layer of depression in his eyebrows. "After that, I don't dare to stay here, I'm not unlucky... It's good to just guard him like this. One day I naturally disappear. One day I feel that I'm almost out of my way, so I go to peek at him to change clothes and take a bath. Anyway, he doesn't know - Brother Weiyun, your clan has one counts, and they are all ignorant barbarians. You run to the Central Plains to be educated, but you have to think about it, don't go back as you grow longer... Okay, kidding, I know you are a good person. I think you might as well report it to Lingyuan in everything, so save blood and hurt you. He... He should know me..."

He heard Weiyun murmuring beside him: "Your Majesty is rich in all over the world, it is not difficult to find a sacrifice furnace."

Xuan Ji hurriedly said, "Don't talk nonsense, beware of the soul spirit real killing you."

Weiyun couldn't hear a warning, but just muttered to himself: "But after this senior succeeded, he tried to practice a piano with the original body of the Nine-tailed Fox Heavenly Spirit. The Nine-tailed Fox was too rare. He used a snow fox instead when he repaired it, but failed."

Xuan Ji was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something and floated directly from the ground to mid-air: "Wait, what you mean..."

"It's not that slaves don't save you, it's really... I'm afraid that this furnace sacrificer must have the same bloodline as the spirit of the weapon." Weiyun said, "Your Highness Tong, you were born in the Heavenly Demon Sacrifice. The eighty-one human cultivators sacrificed the Heavenly Demon, not you. They gave birth to the Heavenly Demon Spirit, and they killed no one else, but a little prince half-human and half-demon. His body died and his body was formed, and he sacrificed half-demon body to give you a life... If Your Majesty has a child, if he is willing to give you a bloodline... Maybe he can give you a life again."

Xuan Ji's eyes turned red in an instant, and he couldn't tell the two things: "killing children to sacrifice" and "Lingyuan has a child with someone else". Which one can anger him more?

"I'll do my best to read more books while you're trying to make a fuss! What are you talking about..."

Weiyun didn't realize that he was being scolded by someone. He looked at his shadow blankly and said hoarsely: "But the demon is like the shape of Chiazu, and he is destined to have no descendants."

Xuan Ji was stunned.

"Your Majesty's body died, and you will live. If you want to refine the Demon Sword again... If you want to refine the Demon Sword again... you must nail the Majesty into the sword furnace again and let his body die again. If this is true... I will know it after a try... Yes! I have a blood oath, if I conceal the Majesty's death..."

Weiyun made a blood oath and would not betray the Human Emperor. If he deceived the king, the moment he lies, he would be backfired by the blood oath. Unless the blood oath determined that his "deception" was to protect his master.

If the blood swears to not backfire, it proves that his guess is correct.

When Weiyun handed over the prepared remarks by the Dan Less Sect, he deceived His Majesty, "The Demon Sword Spirit is dead and the sword spirit cannot be resurrected", the Blood Vow did not respond at all.

Danli is right.

Danli seems to be correct forever.

But His Majesty didn't want to listen - because there was a blood oath that he could not believe it. He just ignored it almost without deceiving himself, and his once rock-solid reason was boiled by the sword furnace.

So Weiyun had to entrust the Bifang clan to secretly get a ball of Chiayuan Fire. During the last retraining, he mixed Chiayuan Fire into the sword furnace. The Chiayuan Fire polluted the sword body, and the Chiayuan resentful soul, who was once suppressed by the demon sword spirit, roared and struggled in the sword body. The three-foot Qing Peak was like a condensed hell on earth, burning the sword furnace.

The sword body collapsed and broke so hard that it was too late to form a shared feeling with him.

Weiyun knelt on the ground, like an old dog with his tail between his tail, his hair burned to burn and was in a mess.

Sheng Lingyuan had a stick of incense for a long time and didn't say anything. Then he calmly lowered the Weiyun, closed the sword furnace alone, and collected every slag and iron filing.

Pick up large pieces of debris, and the iron filings stuck to the bricks and tiles were ground down bit by bit.

From the early morning, I picked up the golden wuxichen.

Xuan Ji kept accompanying him where he couldn't see, hugging him falsely, and saying in his ear: "Enough."

You can calculate it yourself, how many times have I been?

I just... like you. Although I have also become greedy for monopoly, from the beginning to the end, it should not exceed the scope of "human nature" and should not be punished like this.

If you do this again, I will hate you.

For a moment, Sheng Lingyuan was kneeling there motionlessly, his eyes slightly moving, as if he had heard something.

However, after looking closely, he found that his waving eyes were just the afterglow of the sunset falling in his eyes, like the long and short time, and finally it sank with the sunset and completely darkened.

He turned around and went out with the sacred iron in his hand, sealed the sword furnace with his own hands. Ling Jueding had no more concern, and set off towards the abyss and left Juedi.

The inner demon miasma suddenly became as thick as if it could drip out dark blood.

"What's the situation? Four branches in Jiangzhou area lost contact at the same time..."

"You guys look at the satellite map!"

The black miasma that enveloped Jiangzhou expanded in an instant like an explosion, spreading to more than half of the places, and even the provincial capital was swallowed in one bite.

"Have you noticed the road closed? Hurry up! The situation in public surveillance is not optimistic."

"Ordinary people are not in a good condition after being attacked."

For some reason, ordinary people who are entangled with the miasma of the inner demons are more violent than the fieldmen. They rarely sleep when they fall back, and not many people can find a place to sit in a daze. The lighter-degree curses on the roadside, some smash glass, cars, and fight each other; some people set fire along the street with oil barrels, holding machetes to see whoever they see... The most dangerous thing is the highway, a group of machetes rushing around, and all the roads and bridges are in chaos.

A transport truck pulling dangerous goods was watching as he rushed towards the gas station. At a critical moment, the car suddenly broke away from the driver's control and braked urgently. A white mark was drawn on the ground with the rear of the truck dragging the large oil tank.

The helicopter flew directly above it, and several steel plates on a construction site next to it flew over and quickly deformed, wrapping the car three layers inside and three layers outside.

After doing these few actions, Yan Qiushan on the helicopter was already sweating profusely. A piece of chocolate fell to the ground twice. He barely used his trembling hands to tear open the packaging and swallowed it almost without chewing it.

At the same time, the first batch of Fengshen reinforcements arrived, and each of them was wrapped in a water-based or metal-based protective film, and the oxygen supply device was on their backs. The two plant-based special forces teamed up to make the aquatic plants under the bridge grow wildly in an instant, weaving a large net, and caught the bus that flipped off the bridge. A water system rode a motorcycle along the street to put out the fire, and the last water ball caught the madman who set fire.

Where Yanqiu Mountain passes, the dangerous metal objects such as kitchen knives and iron sticks that can kill people are soft and deformed. The rest of the people who pull their hair and tear their faces and teeth are really careless. They can't kill people for a while, so let them fight slowly first.

"This won't work," Yan Qiushan took a breath and said hoarsely, "Jiangzhou is too big, we don't have enough people. Even if we move all the field offices of the special forces here, we have encountered several people who want to order gas stations along the way. Gas stations are still small things, many chemical factories, flammable and explosive warehouses, high-voltage power grids... Where all kinds of dangerous goods gather must be controlled immediately, Mr. Sheng..."

"Wait, think of a solution." Sheng Lingyuan's voice came from the communication equipment, and he still didn't panic, as if the sky fell and it was not enough to make him breathe.

Gu Yuexi glanced at him and saw Sheng Lingyuan teasing strings of spells that he couldn't understand with black fog.

"Senior, is this a witch man's curse?"

"Well," the content of the spell was constantly being revised and moved, as if he was drafting, Sheng Lingyuan didn't raise his head, "turn westward at the intersection in front."

Gu Yuexi turned the steering wheel and observed his movements in fear: "Senior, you...you are not making up spells now, are you?"

"The Great Sage of the Witcher has no such ability, let alone I am a foreigner, who respects me too highly." Sheng Lingyuan explained slowly, "I just adapted the existing Xuanxin Curse into, how can I send this out like the unknown friend just now?"

Gu Yuexi: "..."

Director Xuan hasn't taught him how to use his antique sword with a mobile phone. Is it reliable?

She quickly drove with half of her attention, took out her cell phone and took photos of the string of witch spells, and sent them out.

Sheng Lingyuan: "In addition to evil curse, the threshold for ordinary witch man's curse is very low. Any ordinary person can use it even if it is expanded. This is based on the Tongxin Curse. I have never encountered such a scene before. It is purely for emergency response, so it is inevitable that it is crude. Please make do with it first."

I think how low his productivity was when he was in power. There were thousands of miles outside the city walls, and there were not many large carriages side by side on the stone slabs in the imperial capital. The movement of war relied on displaying his magical powers. The common people had a few blunt axes and hatchets at home.

Who knew that after three thousand years, there was so many people, that ordinary people would still create a bunch of things that could blow themselves up all over the sky?

"The Tongxin Curse requires puppets. It takes too time to make puppets. It's too late. You can sprinkle the spells in something of the same sect as you - looking for rivers in the water system and looking for iron in the gold system. How many temporary clones can be pinched depends on the individual's ability to bear. Do what you can do. Each temporary puppet can hold on for a moment and act separately."

"This is great, Mr. Sheng is awesome! I just wanted to say that the comrades in the plant department can use plants instead of real people. Now even the water and metal systems are OK!" Several backbones of the aftermath department just came back from Yu Yangfei, but before they could get some rest, they were arrested into the conference room to help. Yang Chao called a stack of echoing audio to apply to Director Huang to sign, "The leader will sign up for the equipment, we have sent it out as quickly as possible."

After all, the Extraordinary Control Bureau has a mature emergency mechanism. Although it was caught off guard, a bunch of elites were broken into it, and subsequent reinforcements were soon in place.

The ice men, iron men and leaf men who were sticking spells quickly entered the communities and villages where crowds gathered. The elites of the special forces could withstand more than ten puppets at the same time on average, and the special energy fieldwork in Jiangzhou area increased tenfold at once, quickly controlling the scene.

At the same time, the first batch of echoing audio was directly airlifted over, falling on the edge of the spread of black miasma, playing the spiritual clear-hearted and awakening music with poison, trying to use poison to attack poison and awaken the people trapped by the miasma of the inner demon.

The entire aftermath department was so busy that he sent emergency public relations drafts to block traffic around him. Every time such a thing happened, their department directors, like a temporary worker, would be "seconded" by the field. Luo Cuicui, as the oldest, was driven to the shelves, and felt that her cold hair was about to die.

Gu Yuexi was 100% faster than the speed, and the car-mounted GPS prompted her that she had entered Qingping City, and the visibility around her was reduced to the point where she needed to see the road with a perspective.

Gu Yuexi turned on the laser light on the field car and fired a beam of light to guide her colleagues on the helicopter: "There is something wrong with Qingping, it's too quiet, around... hiss!"

Gu Yuexi suddenly braked suddenly, and the person almost made the seat belt tie in two pieces, and her pupils shrank into thin lines like cats. She saw something flashing through the front windshield. With her dynamic vision, she was 100% sure that it was a person, but the car didn't feel like it was hit.

In the rolling black miasma, there were many figures floating in the air. The naked woman, the little boy shooting with a gun, and a thin man's body suddenly cracked from the middle, and a dinosaur-like monster crawled out from inside, howling to the sky, as if angry, and crying.

Sheng Lingyuan: "Close your eyes."

Gu Yuexi thought there was something wrong with her ear: "Ah?"

One hand reached over and covered Gu Yuexi's perspective eyes that were broken through the wall with her palm. Gu Yuexi's eyelids sank and she was forced to close: "But I drive..."
To be continued...