Chapter 0589 Tired Body

Mu Xingqiu woke up.

He didn't feel like he was sleeping. It felt more like he was climbing up in an endless abyss. It was freezing cold all around, and there was no light above. Suddenly, without warning, there was a bright light in front of him, so bright that he couldn't see anything.

First, the sound came into his ears, sharp screams, angry roars, as if a fierce battle was going on around him, but he didn't care.

Then came the scene, a red color, like blood, like flames. Was he sent to the furnace? He still didn't care.

Finally, he felt it personally, his blood started flowing again, his meridians started running again, and memories popped up in his mind like mushrooms after rain. He remembered who he was and why he was here, but he still didn't care.

Everything was so boring and had nothing to do with him. Mu Xingqiu just wanted to leave here because he was having difficulty breathing.

There was indeed a battle going on in front of him. On one side was the Qilin with a blood-red neck, and on the other side were two or three hundred demons.

That was Flea. Mu Xingqiu remembered the name, but he didn't have any corresponding feelings. He even felt that the name was strange and ugly. It was hard to imagine that it was the name he gave it a few years ago.

Flea rushed and killed without distinguishing between friend and foe. The sword hit it like the finest steel, making a crisp sound, without even leaving a scar. All kinds of magic revolved around it, but they were all like throwing stones at fish in the water, flying over the head without even touching the edge.

Flea picked up a demon and threw him into the sea of ​​fire in the sky. The screams stopped abruptly. The whole demon was not enough to be blocked by the fire of the latent dragon and the poisonous white steam.

Something was yelling in his ears. Mu Xingqiu turned his head and saw that the bald man was shouting the name of Flea in panic - it was really noisy, he thought, and took a step to get farther away, only to find that he was leaning on a heavy body, and a thick and hairy arm passed through his armpit and was wrapped around his chest.

A roar sounded above his head, mixed with the bald man's shouting, one rough and one crisp, doubly annoying. Mu Xingqiu struggled hard, got rid of the restraints, and staggered forward. He had not yet regained control of his body, and his legs were walking awkwardly.

There were several people lying on the ground, Xin Youtao, Xiaohao, Meng Xu, Yin Buchen and Gao Fuwei. He could call out their names, but he just felt that they blocked his way. He tried to raise his legs high to avoid them - maybe they were all dead, but Mu Xingqiu's heart was still calm.

"Mu Xingqiu!"

Someone was calling his name. Mu Xingqiu hesitated for a while before turning his head, because he had no feelings for this name. It was Yang Qingyin, holding the Frost Soul Sword in one hand and the Laojun Magic Palm in the other hand to cast a spell. The fingertips of the magic palm were against Xiao Qingtao's forehead. There was a large ball of strange fire in the air, which seemed to be blocking the fire of the latent dragon from all directions.

He didn't think he had anything to say to Yang Qingyin. Even the Frost Soul Sword couldn't interest him. He just wanted his legs to obey him, so he continued to stagger forward.

There was a madman blocking the road ahead. He thought for a while before remembering his name, Qi Ye Mang. Yes, that was the wolf king. They had never met formally. He saw Qi Ye Mang through a little soul demon when the wolf king killed another wolf demon.

Now, Qi Ye Mang seemed to be killing himself. He raised his arms high and kept turning in circles. He staggered like Mu Xingqiu. There was a knife stuck in his back. Blood flowed onto the blade, then turned into a line and rose into the air, spreading into an umbrella shape in the air more than ten feet away.

It was another strange and cruel sorcery, which was quite consistent with the current scene.

"Mu Xingqiu." Yang Qingyin called again, with a little more confusion in her voice.

The spoiled and proud Taoist girl had to answer anyone she called immediately. He was tired of this and turned a deaf ear to her calls. He tried his best to regain control of his legs. This was more important than a series of boring calls and the life and death that was right in front of him.

"You, the enemy of the wolf demon, should die before me!" Qi Yemang opened his arms to block the way, and the blood umbrella above his head was like a huge canopy.

"Are you going to patrol the territory? You got such a big umbrella." Mu Xingqiu hoped that the wolf king would give way. He didn't think he was the enemy of the other party. It was as difficult to raise his arms as to take a step. He finally stretched out his right arm and shook it twice.

Qi Yemang didn't avoid it. There was another blocker in front of him. It was a bald man with a lonely head and a huge joy on his face. "Brother Xiaoqiu! Brother Xiaoqiu! You finally woke up. Stop the flea quickly. It seems that it doesn't recognize me."

"What's the benefit of knowing you?" Mu Xingqiu said coldly, and his boredom in his heart became stronger and stronger.

The bald man was stunned. He was pushed aside but did not resist. He stared at Mu Xingqiu blankly, as if a bucket of cold water was poured on his head.

Qi Yemang was bound in a small area by the magic, so he was very happy that Mu Xingqiu was walking straight towards him, staring at the wolf demon's enemy fiercely.

Mu Xingqiu was stopped. He didn't know how to change direction, so he could only reach out to push the obstacle in front of him.

The four arms were intertwined, like two clumsy black bears playing. Mu Xingqiu was more powerful, and he didn't understand where his power came from. Qi Yemang's arms were as fragile as straw sticks, and they broke into two pieces at a touch.

"Don't kill the wolf king, he is still useful!" A voice shouted behind him. It sounded a little familiar. If you think about it carefully, you should be able to remember it, but Mu Xingqiu was not interested in it. He just wanted to move forward and regain control of this disobedient body.

Mu Xingqiu raised his legs and stepped over the wolf king. He felt a little better. At least his body was not shaking so much and his limbs were in control. He felt happy and proud that he could lift one foot a foot high.

There were a few monsters ahead, but they quickly moved aside without blocking the road. Mu Xingqiu liked monsters like this.

It became quiet behind him, and the voices of Yang Qingyin, Bald Zi, Lao Bang... all disappeared. There was only one thing that refused to leave him alone. Qilin rushed over, lowered his head, and attacked with both horns.

"Brother Xiaoqiu." Bald Man murmured, wanting to fly over to help, but Yang Qingyin sternly stopped him, "Don't go there, Bald Man, let him deal with it on his own."

She finally said the right thing, Mu Xingqiu thought to himself, raising his hands, ready to face the two forked sharp horns. He was worried that he was not fast enough, but when the unicorn horn rushed to his side, his arms seemed to have come to life on their own, holding the base of the horn at lightning speed.

Qilin let out a deep roar, and the ground shook slightly. The lunar fire and blood umbrella in the air shook violently and shrank. Yang Qingyin hurriedly increased her mana before regaining her footing.

The situation became more critical, Xiao Qingtao could not hold on for long, Qi Yemang's blood finally ran out, Yishi Jun in the clutches stopped making a sound, Mu Xingqiu finally woke up, but he was a completely different person, Yang Qingyin Don't know what to do next.

Mu Xingqiu was shocked by the Qilin's roar, which made him angry. He pressed his arms harder and pushed Qilin's head to the ground. He vaguely remembered that he knew how to do magic, but he didn't want to think too hard. He felt that the strength of these two arms was enough. He liked the feeling of power being continuously generated from the muscles, and even worshiped this feeling.

Qilin kept roaring, causing the Taiyin Fire and Blood Umbrella to waver. Yang Qingyin dealt with it carefully, feeling more and more powerless.

"Ishi-kun." She shouted in her heart.

Mr. Yishi in the clutches finally spoke, "I'm afraid things are not good. The method of re-annihilation usually changes the personality of the recipient. It's no wonder that there will always be some emotional rupture after resurrection. Most people don't change much, they just become more... Be selfish and care more about your own interests. In fact, this is a good thing. The Taoist approach of being ruthless and abandoning desires is wrong..."

Mr. Yishi is right. After accepting the method of re-annihilation, the characters of the demon-invading Taoist priests have undergone some changes. The most obvious one is that they have lost their deep respect for Taoism. Gan Zhiquan and Gan Zhiwei regard brotherhood as more important than anything else. , for normal Taoist priests, this is impossible.

But that's not what Yang Qingyin wants to hear. What she cares about is Mu Xingqiu.

"Mu Xingqiu's changes may be bigger. He has been responsible for other people, and the heavy responsibilities on his shoulders are one after another. He is tired of it, but he perseveres. The method of destruction may cut off this persistence." It may be related to the fact that he took the Demon Transformation Pill. Qi Wushang and the others changed my spell beyond recognition, and even I am not sure what the effect will be."

Yang Qingyin didn't quite understand, and Yishi Jun explained: "In short, Mu Xingqiu used to be more responsible than everyone else, so after receiving the law, he became more selfish than everyone else. But fortunately, he is also trapped here, he If you want to save yourself, you have to save everyone, including the demon clan.”

Yang Qingyin did not believe that the recipient of the law lost his love for Taoism. She could understand that it was a character gradually formed during the practice process. But Mu Xingqiu was different. Before he condensed his energy into elixir, he often helped the weak, and even As early as when he didn't know what the union was, he dared to seize the bride on horseback.

Responsibility is his nature, how could he be destroyed by the method of re-annihilation?

"Human beings are complicated, and the method of destruction is also complicated. No one can think of the consequences in advance."

Mr. Yishi spoke so easily that Yang Qingyin even felt that this soul demon was more attracted to Mu Xingqiu with his current personality.

All the monsters retreated to Yang Qingyin, watching uneasily as one person and one Qilin competed.

The flea's roar gradually weakened and turned into a whine. Mu Xingqiu suddenly increased his strength and knocked Qilin to the ground.

Qilin's body turned over and hit the ground hard. He immediately jumped up and ran to the edge of the safe zone. One of his front hooves kept digging on the ground, and his two eyes were so red that they looked like they were about to bleed.

Mu Xingqiu felt very happy because he finally regained control of his body. Until he saw the Taoist priest not far ahead, his mood became gloomy again.

The Taoist priest was sitting on a wooden board with debris scattered around him. Everything that had just happened failed to make him open his eyes.

"You seem to be younger again." Mu Xingqiu slowly approached, his tone was more sinister than he had ever seen before, "Zuo Liuying, Zuo Liuying, you always sacrifice others to fulfill yourself, what can you get this time? benefit?"

Zuo Liuying finally opened his eyes. On his wrinkled face, these eyes were the only ones that still retained their youth. He stared at Mu Xingqiu for a while and said, "You finally gave in."