The Villain Has Something to Say

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update villain has something to say about the latest chapter of [Rebirth]!Some stories in this world are very long, while others are very short.

Mo Qianqiu never tells a story, he simply said, and Jin Li listened quietly.But this talk lasted three months.

The life of a mortal is less than a hundred years, but the story told by Mo Qianqiu has a thousand years.The story was absolutely magnificent, and the transfer of Linkage was shocking and worrying, but his tone was finally flat, neither happy nor angry, just like that.

After talking about it, he gradually became reluctant to talk in detail, just a one-sent summary, Jin Li didn't ask him.

After talking about that person becoming No. 1 in the world and killing the Quartet, Mo Qianqiu stunned, and after a long time, he laughed lowly and said very generously: "It's over."

In the dark space, there was silence again, Mo Qianqiu had nothing to say, and Jin Li did not speak.

Gradually, Mo Qianqiu felt that he had a little strength in his body, and a faint aura slowly condensed in his damaged dantian.Although this power is very small, it can't be ignored. Mo Qianqiu lowered his eyes, calmly and calmly, but has already begun to try to use spiritual power.

No one knows how long this long silence has passed, and the spiritual power in the Mo Qianqiu Dantian has also increased.Such spiritual power was just a drop in the ocean during his heyday, but at this moment, it might be able to cause some harm to the stupid demon venerable in front of him.

Anyway, he was doomed to die. Before he died, he would injure the enemy a little more. That would be an extra bargaining chip for the outsiders.

The weak spiritual power is hidden in the broken meridians and flows slowly. In the dark, Mo Qianqiu can't see Jinli's expression, and can only use spiritual sense to feel that the other party is still beside him, and the touch on his left hand is still telling Him: This person is still holding his hand.

Mo Qianqiu carefully controlled his spiritual power. His cultivation was lower than that of the opponent, but if he really wanted to attack, it was not impossible.Sweat gradually oozes from his full forehead, but his red lips are still slightly aroused. The faster the heart beats, the greater the smile on his lips.

The vigorous spiritual power was condensed in the palm of Mo Qianqiu's right hand, forming a blood red dot.This little spot seemed to grow in his palm, dripping blood, just when he was about to lift his palm to pat Jin Li's chest, suddenly!Jin Li only heard a soft "um" sound, and asked again: "Qianqiu, who am I? Who are you? Why are we here? Where is this place?"

Mo Qianqiu: "..."

It was just a moment of hesitation, Mo Qianqiu slowly closed his hand, squeezed his right hand, and hid the red dot in his palm that was condensed by demonic energy and spiritual power.

The next thing is another round of nightmare.

How could Jinli have so many unfinished words and so many unfinished questions?

If this kind of chirping, noisy person is left in the past, Mo Qianqiu never has to worry, because he flips his hand and pats the other person into flesh.But now, he has nothing to do with Jin Li. He really can’t tell any more so-called stories. He has already told the story of Luo Jianqing (the story that Luo Jianqing admires Mo Qianqiu very much), Jin Li After listening to the story, I still pestered him to talk non-stop.

At this time, Mo Qianqiu missed that noble and indifferent Demon Venerable.

You can't kill, you can't fight, what else can he do?You can only answer the other person's question patiently over and over again, otherwise the other person can ask the same question 10,000 times.

When Jin Li asked the third thousand and fourth question, Mo Qianqiu finally couldn't help but yelled, raising his head and hitting the opponent's chest.Even if he died, he couldn't die under the nose of such a silly child who was so noisy.

"You go to the deity!!!"

Whoosh!

A breaking wind sounded in front of Mo Qianqiu, and Jin Li's body flashed before swaying this attack.

Mo Qianqiu had long known that this attack had no effect on Jin Li, and even he knew that when he had previously given up the chance of a sneak attack, it was destined that he could no longer attack the opponent.But he still attacked regardless. It was no longer to hurt the opponent, but to shut up this person!

Cold laughter sounded in the empty darkness, Mo Qianqiu suppressed his anger, and said word by word, gritted his teeth: "You want to kill, you have to slash me, this deity is not your parents, why should you bear with you like this? Talking endlessly! Yao Zun Jinli turned out to be such a long-winded and boring person, you can't even get out of your nightmare, it's really disappointing."

In the darkness, no one answered Mo Qianqiu.

However, Mo Qianqiu was still happy and quiet. Perhaps some people just wanted to scold him, and he knew how annoying he was.

At this time, Mo Qianqiu keenly heard the sound of dripping water.He listened carefully for a while before realizing that the blow he had just hurt Jin Li, and he was probably bleeding.However, Jin Li's breath is still very stable, it should be just skin wounds.

There was a long silence between the two, Mo Qianqiu's body could no longer accumulate any spiritual power, and he even felt the rapid passing of his life.

At this moment, he heard a faint sound of footsteps, he immediately looked at the front with vigilance, his body was tight, and then he found a person slowly sitting ten feet beside him, quietly Sitting.

Mo Qianqiu's heart suddenly felt something was wrong, a dangerous thought flashed in his mind, and he heard a cold and quiet voice from his side: "You are naturally not the parent of the deity, and the deity was born without a father. There is no mother, drifting on the first sea of ​​the demon realm. The dragon race was born at the seventh level, which is equivalent to the cultivation base of human beings during the out-of-aperture period. How do you, a sinister and vicious person, qualify to be the parent of the deity?

His delicate eyes opened wide, Mo Qianqiu's lips opened slightly, and after a long time, he sneered and said, "It seems like someone is rushing to be your parent."

"Have you been to Long Island?" Jin Li asked suddenly.

Mo Qianqiu snorted, too lazy to pay attention, but his body was tight, ready to face the opponent's attack at any time.

To his surprise, Jin Li seemed to sincerely want to ask questions. After seeing Mo Qianqiu did not answer, he said softly, "Dragon Island is the forbidden land of the First Sea. I have lived there since I became an adult. Seven thousand years have passed since I thought about it. Long Island is warm all year round, the four seasons are like spring, and the woods are dense, but there is a crescent-shaped lake in the middle of the island. The lake is condensed with majestic aura, and you can practice in it and win in one day. After a hundred days, it will be the top cultivation place in the Xuantian Continent."

"You are blowing yourselves." Mo Qianqiu couldn't help but mocked, "The magic mountain where my magic path is located, gathers thousands of magic energy, can help the magic practice cultivation, surpassing your lake a thousand times."

After a while, Jin Li asked in a faint voice: "Have you been to Long Island?"

Mo Qianqiu ignored him.

Jin Li asked again, Mo Qianqiu finally said impatiently: "Why does the deity want to go to your tiny place?"

This time, Jin Li was silent for a long time and sighed: "You have been there."

This sentence was too light, Mo Qianqiu did not hear clearly, but he did not want to ask, Jin Li did not repeat it.

Jin Li is not a person who likes to talk like that. Mo Qianqiu has already discovered that after his palm attack passed, he didn't know where he hit Jinli, and he actually beat his fool as normal.This can also be regarded as a blessing. At least no one is always arguing with him like that, and he can die cleanly.

Mo Qianqiu was sitting against the wall, with his eyelids down, waiting for death.

Jin Li sat ten feet away from him, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Very occasionally, Mo Qianqiu would snorted softly, and the meridians and dantian that were overwhelmed by spiritual power caused him indescribable pain.Later, Jin Li would also say a word, and what he said didn't make any sense, and he didn't expect Mo Qianqiu's answer.

After four months, Mo Qianqiu vomited a mouthful of blood, and the whole person's vitality was almost turned into nothingness.Jin Li just watched calmly from the side, watching Mo Qianqiu's badly injured body couldn't bear such a powerful realm, declining step by step.

But this time, Mo Qianqiu passed the crisis safely after fainting for a month.

He only hung himself with one breath, but still half-squinted his eyes, panting lightly.

Mo Qianqiu never thought that he would have such a lingering day.

Even when he was most dangerously chased by his enemies when he was a child, he didn't live so hard as he is now.In this way, he lost a bit of the face of a strong man. If it were not for the enemy, he did not want to commit suicide in humiliation in front of the enemy. I am afraid he would have decided to end this meaningless life long ago.

He can die in front of Jinli, but he must not surrender and die.

The brain became groggy day by day, and the extremely quiet environment and completely dark space made Mo Qianqiu suddenly feel a trace of peace of mind.He remembered all the regrets in this life. He has not been able to break through the restrictions of the Mahayana period, has not had time to train the next palace lord for the Demon Dao Palace, and has not been able to see the last side of the best friend...

Failed to fulfill a wish long ago.

That matter had been kept in mind by Mo Qianqiu for a long time, and at this moment he suddenly recalled that there was still this matter that had not been completed.

He was born in an extremely humble third-rate sect in Wanzhou. He was destroyed when he was born.Jin Li said that he has no father and no mother, so why not?He only had the roots of the first-grade low-grade, but for his dead parents, he was already extremely talented, waiting for him to avenge his family.

Therefore, before he had a name, he was held by a few uncles and fled Wanzhou and began a life of escape.

When he was seven years old, the last elder of Qianqiu Gate also died under the hands of his enemy, and he could only escape by himself.

Without being forced to the extreme, you will never know how great human potential is.

It would take a few days for a Mahayana Venerable to travel through ten states, because there are countless dangers, but an unarmed child secretly practiced the magic cultivation technique that destroyed the whole family, and spent only five. In ten years, I passed through two wastelands and ten states!

At that time, he was tortured and nearly died several times, but he stayed a little bit.After two hundred years, he entered the stage of integration, and his strength far exceeded the monks of the same realm. In turn, he tortured and killed those monks who chased him down, destroying the opponent's entire family.

There seemed to be a wish at that time, what was that wish?

What is it...

Mo Qianqiu felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. The dry dantian and the severely injured body could no longer bring him more pain, because the pain had already penetrated into his bone marrow, and it was so numb.

Mo Qianqiu wanted to open his eyes very much, but he felt that he was gradually losing the strength to breathe, and he really felt the taste of the end of life.At this moment, he suddenly understood that this time he was really going to die.

There is no chance, it is really going to fall, and die in this unknown place.

Not knowing what he was thinking, Mo Qianqiu, who had been silent for more than half a year, suddenly exhausted his whole body's strength and said three words gently.But when these three words fell, the entire dark space suddenly fell silent.

Mo Qianqiu closed his eyes solemnly and exhausted the last trace of his strength, but he didn't know. Just after he finished speaking those three words, the blue-clothed demon sovereign who was not far from him shook slightly and waited. After he lost his breath, the man lowered his eyes to cover his mind.

After a short scent of incense, Jin Li reached out to his chest without warning, cut his heart out alive, and then pulled over the long dead body.