Is Lu Jinchuan wrong?

No?

He was unwilling to be ordinary and believed that descendants from famous families could have inheritance and successors; while ordinary practitioners could only travel dangerous places, seeking to find a little bit of residual work to practice and realize the truth.

So, he felt it was unfair.

Therefore, in order to pursue powerful power, he betrayed his own race and chose to do things for the demon race.

Even if his own qi and blood are corrupted by demonic power, he will become a human-shaped monster.

Doesn't he care?

Ji Xu looked at the dissipated Lu Jinchuan and slowly dispersed around his beacon tower. He shook his body and almost fell down.

But he still insisted on walking to the lake. With his eyesight, it was not difficult to see the "annihilist" two or three meters under the water through the clear water surface.

He inserted his right hand into the water and looked at the quiet power of the curse seal on his wrist.

After a few breaths, perhaps the other party had thought it clearly, like a black water flow extending out, passing through the cold lake water, tied up the "Annihilation" below, and then pulled up the whole thing.

Ji Xu threw it aside, no longer cared about it, and sat down on the grass behind him.

My whole body was soaked in sweat. The forced refining just now consumed a huge amount of blood and energy.

And this was his first use, and he had many strangers. But he thought that practice would make perfect, and it would be better in the future.

Ji Xu put his hands behind his head and lay down on the grass.

Due to the fog, the grass on the ground is very wet and there is some water vapor.

Ji Xu lay on it, without the isolation of blood and energy. He could feel a little cool on his back, sweat mixed with the moisture on the ground, and his coat was already wet.

He needed to take a break because he was so tired that he couldn't lift up a little strength, and even felt so listless that he could fall asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

But now, he can't sleep.

The mysterious monster was somewhere in the lake, and might be staring at him now. Even if he wanted to break the realm and become a saint, it would be difficult to guarantee that the other party would not forcefully interrupt him.

If you want to kill yourself, you may just have to have thoughts, and the power of heaven and earth mobilize is enough to crush yourself.

Thinking of this, Ji Xu was no longer worried. His face became softer and he just lay down like this, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

...

The streets of Fengcheng are still the same as usual, with idle people walking, and there are vehicles passing by on the road.

The sound of the horns, the sound of three or two people standing side by side, the sound of making phone calls, etc.

The world never really quiets down, and even after death there will be a lot of noise.

Yan Yuhan was wearing a straight suit, and her shoulder-length white hair was extremely dazzling.

He walked slowly on the road, and his handsome face and weird hair color attracted the attention of many people.

Some people will stop and watch him walk past him carefully.

Yan Yuhan frowned, pushed open the bookstore on the roadside and walked in.

The wind chimes on the store door collided, and Mi Jiajia, who was reading a book in the corner, looked up and her face changed drastically.

Ye Lin, who was beside her, looked at her with a strange look, tied her long hair around her ears, and followed her gaze.

With a cold and indifferent face, the man also looked at this side.

There was no one else in the bookstore, and Yan Yuhan looked at the corner and met the eyes of the two girls.

He was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

A curl of the corner of the mouth is a bit meaningful.

"I'll find a place to break my iron shoes." Yan Yuhan waved his hand, and the glass door and the translucent window behind him seemed to be covered with black curtains.

That's thick ink.

He pressed the switch of the chandelier casually and walked towards the corner.

"Hey." Mi Jiajia stood up and stood in front of Ye Lin, "What do you want to do?"

“Get out of here.”

"Don't let."

When Yan Yuhan heard this, he raised his eyebrows, "Don't forget your identity."

Mi Jiajia bit her lip, "You can't take her away now."

"She is that kid's girlfriend." Yan Yuhan said, "If you want to get the Roll of Man, you need to use her as bait."

"He has a sister." Mi Jiajia said with difficulty, biting her lips, "That's his closest person."

"Oh? You know very well." Yan Yuhan smiled sarcastically and said lightly: "She is in the capital, and Ji San is also in the capital. Are you teasing me?"

"She's coming to Fengcheng." Mi Jiajia said. Since she had already started, the burden in her heart was much less. "Just filming in Jingming Lake."

"Jingming Lake?" Yan Yuhan was slightly stunned and frowned, "Is that boy here too? Why didn't you say that?"

Looking at Mi Jiajia who was biting her lips and making no sound, Yan Yu snorted coldly, turned to Ye Lin behind her, and then said, "But it doesn't matter. With a half-demon body, it's actually better."

Mi Jiajia's face turned pale, knowing that her words did not dispel Yan Yuhan's idea.

"Only that ridiculous guilt that I think I am indebted and childish is the safeguard." Yan Yu smiled coldly, his fingers moved slightly, and ink and wash condensed in the air, turning into ropes, and heading straight for Ye Lin.

As early as the man in front of her came, Ye Lin had already noticed something was wrong, and after listening to the conversation between the two, she already understood in her heart.

The other party's purpose is to capture himself to threaten Ji Xu.

As for the girl in front of them, they knew each other and they were in the same group, but now, she seemed to want to help herself.

No, or rather, the other party likes Ji Xu, so he wants to save himself, but he still tells Ji Xu's sister.

Ye Lin's pretty face was slightly cold. She felt a little displeased, but she had no choice because her power was too weak.

Although I don’t know how I could easily escape from the Fang family, whether it was the other party’s guards who felt that they had no value for use, at least it was meaningless to hide subconsciously, and the other party had no intention of catching him back.

Everything that happened inexplicably only lets you know your identity and the other side of this world.

And now, something like a black rope is approaching.

A soft sound was like the cry of a swan.

The black "ropes" disappeared, and transparent objects like long-clawed loaches floating around them. They surrounded Mi Jiajia's side and made light sounds from time to time.

"Dead Soul Worm." Yan Yuhan's face turned cold, "You want to fight with me?"

"No matter what, I will not let you take her away." Mi Jiajia clasped her hands tightly, and a layer of blue light appeared on her body. The beauty in a fairy tale was reflected with the surrounding dead soul insects.

"It's stubborn." Yan Yuhan shouted lightly, stretched out his right hand, and his two fingers rose up together, and passed through the air. "Secret Art·Hook and Scythe Bird."

The declining Yan family's secret techniques are inherited, using qi and blood as ink, body as hair, and heaven and earth as Xuan. They use this inscription to paint and inherit it as [Ink].

In the air where he passed by, ink-wash birds with lifelike heads flapped their wings. Their sharp beaks and wings were hung with hooks and sickles, and their claws were like inverted iron hooks, which were a little more fierce than an eagle eagle.

The birds sing loudly in the bookstore, which was not big.

Mi Jiajia looked at her with a serious expression, but her left hand hiding behind her quickly pressed her phone, even Ye Lin next to her had never noticed it.
Chapter completed!