The Immortal Lord only felt that everything in front of him turned into darkness. Slowly, another red halo appeared in front of his eyes, getting bigger and bigger. He felt that his body was being pulled by the resentment in his body, and finally his consciousness fell to a certain place.

place.

The red halo faded into a complicated market, with pedestrians surging in front of us, and the sky was almost blood red.

The streets were bustling with people, and the ground was still stained with dark red dried blood.

This is a mixed market, a mixture of fish and dragons, there are rugged demons, elegant fairies, and fox monsters wearing human clothes with their tails exposed.

They wander around the market looking for their goals.

Demons take a fancy to the good-bodied heretics in the market and buy them to make meat dumplings. Fairies mostly buy heretics to refine elixirs and test medicines, while demons mostly buy them to watch the fun, and some to satisfy their appetites.

Most of the dried blood stains on the streets were "food" obtained by extremely hungry demons in exchange for scraps of silver. They couldn't wait to get home and ate them raw on the spot.

He had always known that there was a market for heretics, only in secret places.

His eyes were attracted by a girl in the market. She was looking at the sky, her eyes reflected the lingering light of the setting sun, a somewhat eerie red color. She was locked in a small iron cage and crowded with many heretics.

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Most of the people locked in a cage are thin, can't help eating, have unlucky looks, and have weak bones. Generally, not many monsters can take notice of them.

When the setting sun set, slaves like her were driven into the small courtyard like animals.

Several people carried in a wooden barrel, which was the heretic's dinner, the swill only eaten by pigs fed by humans.

Many little heretics rushed up to them and started eating with their hands in their hands. Only she sat quietly where she was and did not come forward to fight with them.

The Immortal Lord was not pale before, but now she is. This is her past.

She is the same as Yi Xiaorou, because she was born a heretic and both struggled to survive in hardships. Her experiences caused her eyes to lose their luster at such a young age.

After dinner, they were driven to work, burning firewood, carrying manure, growing vegetables, etc. These were all the most tiring and dirty jobs in the world, and they were all done by them.

And usually there will be a dedicated person to supervise, and if you do not do well, you will be beaten and beaten.

It wasn't until the night got darker that they were put into the cage again and moved around to the night market.

At almost dawn the next day, the heretics who had not been bought were imprisoned in the small courtyard again. When she returned, there were already many women in ragged clothes and scars on their bodies.

She walked into a woman lying in the courtyard. Behind her were three drooping fox tails with blood stains on them. That was her mother.

Her mother was a heretic born from a low-level fox tribe and a foreign race, and was sold into the black market. Because of her good looks, she was sold as a prostitute.

A small piece of silver could buy her a night, and every day she saw her mother at dawn.

She didn't say anything, but quietly helped her up, staggered to the side, and pulled off her clothes to bandage her wound.

Then I squatted in the corner and watched another day come.

Later, she watched her mother being humiliated to death and dumped in a mass grave with her own eyes, and she seemed to be very calm.

She squatted in the corner of the iron cage every day and watched people coming and going. From time to time, she caught the monk's words about cultivation.

She is undoubtedly very intelligent, and she can figure out the secret by herself in just a few sentences.

Although it was difficult at the beginning of her training, she relied on a few words from the monks she passed by from time to time and the body skills of passers-by, and her improvement began very quickly.

Then she took an iron rod that she broke off from the shovel and beat the guard to death. Then she stabbed the man who still had her mother's breath directly into his heart with the iron rod and watched him die.

in front of yourself.

She began to gain abilities and met many heretics. Because of her quick and easy methods, she became the boss. She developed from a small group to a street gang, and then grew stronger. The group was filled with heretics they rescued. She

Taught them to perceive spiritual power, broke through the imprisonment given to them by mixing blood, and developed a unique set of mental methods specifically for cultivating heretics. The method of cultivation is even faster than other races, and the results are achieved faster.

In just one hundred years, she turned a heretic that everyone despised into a being that they did not dare to offend easily.

Later, she met Xian Zun.

When she led the heretics to fight against the demon clan, a strategic error caused by a misinformation caused them heavy losses, almost costing Qingxi as well. That's when the Immortal Lord appeared.

In her eyes, what she thought was their first meeting was actually not like that.

The Immortal Lord secretly rescued Qingxi. He saw himself in her eyes, falling from the sky in a white robe, which was extremely unpredictable.

There is only one pair of eyes, bright and clear.

He didn't know why, but his eyes made a deeper impression on her.

She did not reject the Immortal Lord as she imagined, and she silently accepted his help.

They eventually became good friends who talked about everything.

He also saw that the guards around her looked at him more and more unkindly. When he couldn't see it, the guard's countless dissatisfactions were suppressed by Qingxi.

Finally, because of his contradiction, the personal guard was demoted to a secret guard. He saw the guard's long-standing question, "Why?"

Qingxi looked up at Qiongdao's endless, cloudless clear sky, and said lightly, "His eyes, like this sky, don't have any haze." They were the most beautiful and clean eyes she had ever seen.

People who are in darkness long for time the most.

He is that time.

He also saw that Qingxi had fulfilled what she had promised him. She had secretly ordered that heretics not be allowed to touch their lives with their hands. She also set an example by setting an example that any heretic who faced the enemy could be seriously injured but not killed.

He also regulated various behaviors of heretics everywhere to prevent them from running amok again.

This also laid many hidden dangers for her in the future.

As she and the heretics were increasingly restrained, huge dissatisfaction broke out within the heretics. He saw rumors spreading that everything she did was for a man in the fairy world.

Many heretics began to be dissatisfied with her and secretly formed cliques to plot against her. The dark side began to go against her wishes. Especially during the war between the Immortal Realm and the heretics, she was restrained on Qiong Island and could not reach the front line.

Later she found out that among the children of the Immortal Realm, especially the Immortal Lord Sect, suffered the most heavy casualties, and the heretics also suffered losses, so she could not say anything more.

From Qingxi's perspective, he just realized what kind of pressure she was under.

Because he also saw that the fighting Immortal Sect disciples were so jealous that as long as they didn't die, they would never let the heretics go.

Rivers of blood are inevitable.

Later he saw himself, himself in Qingxi's eyes.

The heresy at that time was extremely powerful, rumors spread everywhere, and the major clans were suppressed to death and did not dare to resist.

Qingxi had already been ousted from her power at that time. Her confidants, whom she had personally promoted, were feeding and drugging her, and all of her subordinates who had been trained by her were trying to rebel against her.

She knows it all.

But at that time, he saw his eyes that Qingxi cared about most, which he always thought he had hidden well.

It turned out that in her eyes, he was like that. Those eyes that she praised him endlessly, as clear as a cloudless sky, were already covered with a heavy haze.

He seemed to feel Qingxi's despair.

Everything that happened after that was completely lost on him.

Qingxi let herself participate in the secret, not out of trust, but to use the hands of the fairy world to catch all the heretics.

That was just Qingxi's revenge plan.

In the end, she was alone, with despair and resentment towards the world, and destroyed her spiritual pearl.

And the last straw that broke her back was every wound caused by the Immortal Lord's sword on her body.

"Today I am defeated, but not by you. Today I die, not by your hands. Life is not up to me, but death is up to me."

He saw her abandoning her sword, with mockery hidden in her eyes, and he felt flustered.

"No... don't..." He was afraid of seeing the scene deep in his memory, so he simply closed his eyes and roared with all his strength.

Everything stopped since Qingxi's decisive words before his death, and the whole world became a gray past, leaving only the gloomy-colored Immortal Lord who was separated and returned to reality.

He looked at everything in front of him blankly, and the panic in his heart was like a bottomless abyss that was about to swallow him up.

The once elegant and carefree Immortal Lord could no longer maintain his calm appearance. He felt the resentment belonging to Qingxi roaring in his body.

It turns out that feelings will also find their owners. When they find their owners again after being abandoned for many years, they will return to their owners the feelings that have been suppressed and fermented for a long time like a flood.

When he thought his feelings had been purged and ceased to exist, it was just fermenting in secret, and finally turned into something he could no longer control and was unwilling to control.

and……

The phoenix totem on his palm has disappeared. The phoenix... is dead.

He saw a black shadow in the distance suddenly jump up to him. Nalan Mufeng's body suddenly appeared beside Yi Xiaorou. He knelt down quietly beside Yi Xiaorou, with an expression on his face that the Immortal Master had never seen before.

, shock, panic, and many other indescribable emotions.

How could it be...Isn't Nalan Mufeng naturally ruthless?

He suddenly recalled the essence of Nalan Mufeng that was sealed in the tower and finally broke the seal.

It turns out...it has nothing to do with my soul at all.

Regardless of whether she has that spirit or not, Nalan Mufeng will fall in love with Yi Xiaorou.

The moment he met Yi Xiaorou, his love had quietly sprouted deep in his soul.

It turns out that all creatures in this world, as long as they have souls, have feelings.

So Nalan Mufeng deliberately removed that part because Yi Xiaorou didn't want his own emotions towards Qingxi to be mixed up in it.
To be continued...