Immortal Devil Transformation

Dozens of Purgatory Mountain Red Robe clerics gathered over that giant face that Zhang Ping had jumped in the past.

More than a dozen slaves of the practitioners of Purgatory Mountain were hanged from the face of that enormous man and then fished with steel wire meshes in a pond deep above the ground.

The first prey caught appeared in the tense, long-awaited gaze of the Purgatory Mountain Red Robe clerics.

Although knowing that these prey may have some magical utility for practicing, and killing the elder Shen Tu and then teaching the new Purgatory Mountain Palm a strange manipulation, should have something to do with this huge human face and these prey, when the net is clear, the faces of this group of Purgatory Mountain Red Robe clerics, not too high in the realm, become extremely pale, and even many begin to vomit constantly.

What struggles in the wire mesh is like a giant black worm, and after these long black worms cut off their bodies in the struggle, their guts, more like countless slippery nematodes, spreading black, black, red, yellow and yellow on rolling rocks.

At the behest of the remaining Red Robe clerics, several of the lowest order Red Robe clerics, under the instructions of the remaining Red Robe clerics, withstood nauseous vomiting, loaded this black giant worm, which seemed to contain countless nematodes, into a ready leather bag and began to be transported back to Purgatory Mountain by another group of Red Robe clerics.

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In the highest temple of Purgatory Mountain, a middle-aged Red Robe cleric of Purgatory Mountain knelt on the ground.

He climbed into the temple on his knees from the entrance to the temple, and he didn't dare to look at the purgatory mountain freshman sitting on the fire chief.

He has been on his knees for a long time and has been soaked with cold sweat.

However, the new professor of Purgatory Mountain still had no voice.

He did not understand the purpose of the new leader of Purgatory Mountain to summon himself, nor did he dare to ask, nor to make any sound.

After not knowing how long, a fiery breath fell before him.

That's a page of black thin paper with lots of red lettering.

After seeing the handwriting clearly above, the Purgatory Mountain Red Robe cleric began to tremble with some numbness.

On this thin piece of paper, there is a practice of purgatory mountains that was previously eligible for contact only by the presence of elders. He knew it was supposed to be a gift from the new governor to himself, but he didn't know why he had been given it.

“The Copper Palace of Shen Tu will belong to you in the future. ”

Zhang Ping, sitting on the fire chief, began to make a sound, “Knowing that your name is Qufan, is the most ordinary of the many disciples of Purgatory Mountain, the brothers and sisters beside you, usually don't even look down on you at all, and the heavy work instructs you to do… I give you a chance to become extraordinary, but you must also use your experience to let all Purgatory Mountain disciples know that to become strong, to gain strength, it is not in qualifications and talents, but in loyalty to me, whether or not to receive the strength I have given you. ”

Zhang Ping's voice seemed slightly tired, but at this time in this empty temple, it was an extraordinary majesty.

This mediocre middle-aged priest in Purgatory Mountain feels that he is accepting the divine gift, but that this temple is even higher and less like a human being.

……

Several ordinary courtyards in Tonglin Township, Donglin Province, temporarily housed young practitioners of Qingyu College, and demonic practitioners brought by Lin Xie from the Great Desert to the world.

These demonic practitioners will be celebrating the first New Year in Yunqin. Though Tonglin Town is just an ordinary Yunqin town, everything in this real world is full of novelties for them.

So with the help of Anchoy, they dyed their hair into black demonic practitioners, often walking through the streets, feeling ordinary joy and sorrow, practicing different experiences and other spirits.

A secret note from Purgatory Mountain was passed into this small courtyard and into the hands of Qin Xieyue.

Although Zhang Ping is already the true master of Purgatory Mountain at this moment, and all the news leading to Qingyu College is from him, at this moment the whole world does not know what amazing power he has, in fact, many of his hidden powers besides the Fire Crew have not been revealed in the eyes of the world. However, he is a student of Qingyan College, a friend of them, and his attitude at this moment is of extraordinary significance to Gao Yanan and Ben Linghan and others.

But even so, no one opened the seal and put it in Qin Xieyen's hands for the first time.

Because everyone thought that Zhang Ping might have something to say, want to talk to Qin Xieyue, this sealed note can only be seen by Qin Xieyue first.

The sealed seal with the unique volcanic mud of Purgatory Mountain was opened in the hands of Qin Xieyue.

Qin Xieyue quietly finished reading all the contents of this letterhead, then slowly raised his head and handed the letterhead to the nearest side of him, whispering softly: “He said he missed me so much... he would cross Qianxia Mountain before the snow sealed Qianxia Mountain and rush back. ”

Qin Xieyue said it was very frank and simple.

The text on the letterhead is also very simple, and there are only two such sentences.

The writing looked grassy, but it was too heavy. The brush strokes seemed to squeeze the cowhide out of the dents, so everyone could feel it. It was not the person who wrote the letter that was casual and impatient, but it was too heavy and hard, and the pen seemed to be distorted in his hand.

Just these two simple words, the tension and silence of the whole room swept away, thinking about the dark and steady dirt bag, almost everyone was happy for Zhang Ping and Qin Xieyue.

However, the only thing that made Qin Xieyue happy was Zhang Ping's peace.

She still has a slight suspicion because she thinks that Zhang Ping should miss all these friends who are happy for him, but Zhang Ping just says she misses her very much. Perhaps this literal detail was just her concern, but she could not feel Zhang Ping's mood, perhaps more because she and Zhang Ping were just the most common companionship in the college, at least in her case.

So she's in a bit of a contradiction at the moment… she doesn't even want to be seen as special by these friends around her.

She looked from the window to the distance, just as she thought in the valley that day. Since she had not been able to walk with Zhang Ping in the past, she could only wait for Zhang Ping to return to Yunqin and wait for the future.

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A large fleet of Dexiang arrived in Tonglin town.

Many townsfolk spontaneously helped Big Dexiang's convoy unload goods such as rice noodles and soap paste, and the Big Dexiang guys in the convoy smiled and distributed small things such as candy to the gathered children, all of which looked no different than before.

However, even the master cabinet of the Grand Dexiang branch here does not know, Chen Feirong, the most legendary Grand Dexiang master cabinet since Yun Qin's establishment, is in one of the carriages of the train fleet.

The wagon, which did not carry a big Dexiang flag, eventually parked in the same alley. Chen Feirong left the wagon alone, pushed the door of a small courtyard, walked in, and smiled at the young man in the main hall who was working on the sword, earning a gift, and said: “Long time no see. ”

Lin Xie put away her long sword and smiled slightly. “Good to see you again. ”

Jianghu sons and daughters love to drink alcohol because in their extraordinary lives compared to ordinary people, there are more sorrowful divorces, more life and death goodbyes, that kind of sword walking away, not knowing when to see each other again, or eternal determination and spill-over, but more intense and sincere emotions.

Sometimes words are no longer enough to carry this emotion, rather than raising a glass to drink.

Chen Feirong brought a gourd of wine.

Chen Feirong raised her glass again to toast as the rum flowers in the courtyard blossomed silently in this small courtyard with a sweet nose like jasmine | lily flowers.

“And what is this drink to congratulate?” Lin Xi asked with a smile.

“Wish this nascent world.” Chen Feirong laughed, "and wished me a fresh life. ”

Lin Xi looked at her eyes thoughtfully.

Chen Feirong looked him in the eye and asked: "Aren't you ready to deal with the Emperor now? ”

Lin Xi nodded and said: "Yes. ”

“But now you should be able to avenge me at any time and help me deal with Yongjia.” Chen Feirong looked at him and said softly: “Can I even kill my father at any time with my own hands? ”

“Need to arrange it now?” Lin Xi looked at her and said softly: “There is indeed no difficulty in killing one of the Rongjias or even destroying the Rongjias. ”

“I don't want to kill him anymore.” Chen Feirong looked at Lin Xi and shook his head with a smile.

Lin Xi asked calmly, “Why? ”

“Because I don't want to live in that hatred anymore, killing him doesn't make me forget hatred, so I decided to stop thinking about the hatred between me and him, and I want to start today, I'm just Chen Feirong, a brand new me.” Chen Feirong breathed a slightly cold but fresh air, and a new glow appeared in her eyes: “In the past, the meaning of my life was revenge, but when I could finally get revenge, I wanted to give up. Isn't this abominable and useless? ”

Lin Xi smiled. "I just don't feel happy enough. ”

“Everyone has a choice. I choose to forgive him and to forgive myself.” Chen Feirong stretched his finger to play the glass and naughty wanted to play some music: “Thank you for taking me out of Dragonsnake Mountain and taking me to this point, giving me the right to choose. ”

Lin Xi also knocked down on the glass with chopsticks, trying to knock a song *, but failed.

It's a little embarrassing, but Lin Xie is still happy.

Everyone has a choice… he agrees with that statement and hopes that every friend around him will have a very happy, wonderful life because of his choice, while making every friend around him happy.

Chen Feirong stood up, she opened her arms and looked at the sky. She seemed to want to carry the whole sky into her arms. This childlike movement seemed a little childish, but she really felt new. From now on, she was no longer the former Chen Feirong, but like a brand new child who had just arrived in the world.