The Villain Has Something to Say

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update villain has something to say about the latest chapter of [Rebirth]!When Mo Qianqiu opened his eyes, what he saw was a dark world.He didn't react for a while, but the pain that seemed to be crushed all over made him understand that he was not dead, and even the damaged dantian and meridians had been repaired by 60 to 70%!

Mo Qianqiu didn't make a sound immediately. He sat quietly against the wall, carefully exploring the surrounding environment.

In fact, there is nothing to explore here at all. It is the small space he opened up. After all the light has been taken away by the "stealing of the sky", there are only two people here, he and Jinli.

Mo Qianqiu didn't hear Jin Li's voice. He swept over with his spiritual sense, and soon discovered that the other party was still sitting in the original position, not knowing what he was thinking about.Jin Li's breathing was very weak, almost inaudible, Mo Qianqiu wanted to speak, but his throat was very hoarse and dry, and it was very difficult to even speak.

Then the next moment, he suddenly heard a soft heartbeat.

Plop, plop.

On his chest, where the blood flow passed, a lively heart was beating non-stop.

Mo Qianqiu's eyes opened wide, and he couldn't believe it, feeling the sound coming from his chest, feeling the rhythm of blood flowing in his veins, flowing into his heart, and flowing out again.

A heart that does not belong to him is beating steadily in his chest.This heart is very unfamiliar, but a powerful stream of vitality escapes from the heart, repairing his already broken meridian dantian at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Heavenly Dao treats sacred beasts preferentially, and dragons are born with seventh rank, their flesh is as strong as profound iron.

Mo Qianqiu almost immediately understood who this heart belongs to.

He once cut out this heart from its owner's chest with his own hands. Although it seems a little weird now, the familiar breath made Mo Qianqiu immediately know that it belongs to Jinli!

His throat was so hoarse that he couldn't make a sound, but that's it, Mo Qianqiu tried his best to reach out to the demon venerable who was sitting a yard away beside him, almost squeezing his voice from his throat: "This ...What is it...Ah!"

At this moment, an extremely cool force burst out from the heart, and suddenly rushed to Mo Qianqiu's right eye.He was about to fall directly, but his hand was suddenly pulled by someone, and with a light push, he pushed him back to his original position, leaning against the wall to endure all the pain of subversion.

The right eye seemed to be crushed by a big hand, and the scorching flame swallowed everything in an instant. Such pain was definitely ranked in the top three in Mo Qianqiu's life.He bit his lips tightly, not even a trembling sound overflowed his mouth, but the blood had been gurgling from his right eye, strangely dazzling on his white face.

Later, Mo Qianqiu fainted with pain, and when he woke up, his right eye felt extremely refreshed.

The dantian and meridians have also been repaired almost. He already has the strength to stand up, but he did not move. Instead, he slowly squeezed his fingers and asked word by word: "Why do you... save me!"

There was no smile on Mo Qianqiu's face, and his tone was solemn.

He rarely squeezed his fingers tightly when he was so serious, and his nails were already about to dig into his palm.But the answer to him was a long time of tranquility. Jin Li did not answer, and still sat on the side indifferently, as if a missing heart had no effect on him.

The loss of a heart definitely has a huge impact on the beast.

Mo Qianqiu had already discovered that Jinli's cultivation base seemed to have declined a little bit.Originally, he was already in the realm of half-step transformation of the gods, but now he is only in the late Mahayana Dzogchen.Even with the demon pill, the damage is not as tragic as it was a thousand years ago, but the breath still decayed and some injuries.

Mo Qianqiu was so patient for the first time. He clenched his teeth and asked again: "Why did you save me!"

By this time, Jin Li finally spoke.His voice was as cold and distant as it used to be, just talking quietly, it made people feel peaceful and noble, with a noble attitude of a divine beast.

"Actually, I am not interested in the battle between the two clans." Jin Li said casually, "If you don't tell Longzhao, I won't enter the battlefield."

Long Niu Demon Venerable fell nine hundred years ago, and was the last demon Venerable Heavenly Demon Venerable of the Demon Race before Dujue Tian was promoted.

Mo Qianqiu seemed to be aware of something, and it took a long time to say: "Why did you save me?"

Jin Li didn't answer him, but continued: "I didn't hate you once."

Mo Qianqiu whispered: "...Before I take away your demon pill and heart?"

"Before this."

Mo Qianqiu asked again: "Then why are you saving me?" And paying such a big price!

"Long Swamp had never said before his fall. Among the human race, Wu Xiaozi of Taihua Mountain is slightly higher than him, but it is nothing to worry about. He is just an old man who is about to die. You are the biggest hidden danger of the monster in the future, he Calling me to leave Dragon Island repeatedly is to kill you."

Listening to Jinli's words is an extremely enjoyable thing.

His voice was very soft, he didn't rush or slow down, and he said seriously, as if talking.

Jin Li talked about things a thousand years ago. I don't know if it was because of the heart in his chest, out of vigilance or guilt, Mo Qianqiu actually listened to all his words, even being said by him. Then, I remembered the things I had forgotten.

The war between the human race and the monster race has almost never stopped except for the last hundred years.

The further forward, the stronger the strength of the two clans, the more fierce the fight.A thousand years ago, Mo Qianqiu, as a demon cultivator of the Dzogchen realm of the late Mahayana, entered the battlefield of the two races with little hesitation and killed tens of thousands of monsters, including many high-level monsters.

His prestige and powerful lethality made many monsters frightened.

Then on a quiet moonlit night, Mo Qianqiu sneaked into a team of demons with many demons. He spread the magic whip, smiled freely, and prepared to start a massacre.Unexpectedly, in the next instant, he was lurked, and saw the mysterious demon lord hidden in the enemy camp.

Demon Zun Jinli.

I have heard of the name Mo Qianqiu, but I have only heard it.According to rumors, Jin Li seldom leaves Long Island. Although he is only an earth-ranked demon, but because of his identity as a beast, his strength is extremely powerful, comparable to that of a heavenly demon.

Mo Qianqiu didn't dare to exaggerate, and the two began their first fight.Mo Qianqiu reluctantly coped with Jinli's offensive, and repeatedly fell into danger and died.The two went all the way from the Thirteenth Sea of ​​the Demon Realm to the Demon Realm, then crossed Yunzhou and hit the border between Cenzhou and Mingzhou.

There is a dangerous place called Wanming Mountain.In Wanming Mountain, we can hear strange beasts roaring from time to time. In these mountains hidden by dense fog, there are strange beasts hidden.They are not monsters, but they possess a trace of ghost energy, which can damage the primordial spirit of the cultivator, but has no effect on the monsters.

When it comes to such a place, Mo Qianqiu naturally has to deal with it carefully, but Jinli is like a fish in water.

Mo Qianqiu knew that even if Jin Li couldn't kill him, he could abolish his cultivation base or cause his realm to fall drastically.With a wound on his body, Mo Qianqiu took the opportunity to hide on a cliff.In the gusty wind, countless flying beasts bit his body, but he couldn't make a sound.

These beasts cannot cause scars to his physical body, but they can directly penetrate the body and bite the soul.

The pain of the soul is far beyond the physical body.

Mo Qianqiu cannot attack them.Beneath him is an abyss with countless flightless beasts hidden inside; above him is a demon lord who walks slowly. The demon beast is not good at finding people with spiritual knowledge, and can only be a little bit careful. Look carefully.

Hidden among these wild beasts, the breath of the wild beasts can confuse one's own breath, and can also avoid promotion.

Mo Qianqiu held the mountain wall with his hand, his body trembled, and his soul was bitten countlessly.He hid for seven days, and Jin Li stood on his head for seven days.Seven days later, Jin Li sighed softly, turned and left.

He didn't even kill him!

After that, Mo Qianqiu's strength has improved again, and he will not be so embarrassed to deal with Jinli.The two have played against each other more than 20 times in hundreds of years, almost all of them lost.Mo Qianqiu fell into the wind more often, but Jinli was a bit less.

Afterwards, the two seemed to have a kind of unspoken tacit understanding: they were both dead.

This kind of tacit understanding continued until Wu Xiaozi found Mo Qianqiu and prepared to join hands with him to seal Jinli.

The past has become a cloud and passed by in a hurry. For Mo Qianqiu, these things are just a fragment of a long life. It is only now that someone talks about it, he feels as if he has experienced it again, and finally has A strange idea--

In fact, his relationship with Jinli is not so bad.

It's not that great, but it's not a life-and-death relationship.

——Before he went to Jinli's heart and took away the demon pill.

When Mo Qianqiu heard Jinli talk about his own affairs, he began to talk about Dragon Island.Mo Qianqiu has never been to Long Island, but he has also heard that it is a fairyland on earth.Generally, the fairyland must be sparsely populated, and there is no red dust atmosphere, so in Longdao, only the dragon family lives, and now only one Jinli lives.

Jin Li didn't talk all the time. He talked about stopping, then suddenly stopped and asked seemingly casually: "What do you like?"

Mo Qianqiu's heart tightened, he no longer had the vigilance he had before, but he still did not dare to relax.

After a long time, he let out a low laugh from his throat. There was no sarcasm, just an ordinary laugh, and then said: "I like beautiful people. If it is an ugly person, the deity would not even want to look at him for a moment, such as that Wu Xiaozi, the wrinkles on his face can trap mosquitoes. Every time the deity looks at it, he feels extremely disgusting."

Jin Li looked down and said: "Wu Xiaozi was wasting the years, and he was not discovered until he was more than 50 years old and began to practice. Therefore, when he reached the foundation building stage, he was already 60 years old and his appearance was not young."

Mo Qianqiu snorted indifferently: "Anyway, he is ugly."

Jin Li said indifferently, "Who looks good then?"

Mo Qianqiu said naturally: "Naturally, the deity looks good."

"The skin is just a foreign minister, and it pays attention to what it does. No matter how beautiful it is, there will be no chance in front of the strong, and it will still be powerless."

Upon hearing this, a figure flashed in Mo Qianqiu's mind. He narrowed his eyes, and his voice immediately became colder: "Why did you save me?" He returned to the original question. He didn't want to be on this topic Entanglement again.

Jin Li ignored him and remained silent for a long time.

Several years have passed since the two entered this dark space.

Jin Li didn't mean to take away his own heart, Mo Qianqiu also gradually recovered his strength, already having half the strength of his heyday.

When the spiritual power returned to the body again, Mo Qianqiu took out his whip from the ring, held it in the palm of his hand, and waited carefully to guard against Jin Li.He didn't know why Jinli wanted to save him, but he knew that if Jinli wanted to kill him again, it would be easy.

Mo Qianqiu is not a good person. If Jin Li wants it, he can return this heart to the opponent immediately and experience another death.But this is not to say that his life is left to the other person's choice, he will live if he wants to live, and he will die if he wants to die.

It is to gouge out the heart, and he wants to gouge out by himself, and he will never be dominated by the other party.

When the atmosphere was tense, Mo Qianqiu suddenly realized that Jin Li had moved, and he tightened his whip even more.But seeing Jin Li raising his hand and flicking his sleeves, he suddenly took out a jade flute.Mo Qianqiu was surprised to feel the flute with his spiritual sense. He couldn't see the color of the flute in the dark, but he could feel that it was also a good magic weapon, but it had no attack power.

Demon Lord is good at refining tools, and this vision is still there.

Jin Li didn't seem to notice Mo Qianqiu's tight body, and he slowly pressed the jade flute to his lips.Slender fingers rubbed the smooth and round body of the flute. When he played the first sound, it seemed as if everything was silent, only hearing the sound of the flute, Mo Qianqiu suddenly stunned in place, and his eyes widened.

The flute sounded as clear as Xu Yue, as if it were a dragon chanting, coming with the surging river, sometimes listening to the rain like a window.

However, what really surprised Mo Qianqiu was not the beauty of the flute, but... the familiarity of this music!

He has heard this song, he must have heard it!

From the first sound, something deep in his memory slowly awakened.Such a wonderful fairy music should be played in a fairyland on earth, and the person who plays it should have the most graceful and exquisite temperament in the world, with a peerless appearance that is difficult to describe.

Why do you like beauties?

Mo Qianqiu did not answer Jinli's question.

Because he has liked beauties a long time ago, and he likes people who are extremely beautiful, not only because he feels happy when he looks at such people.It's even more because, deep in the memory that he is about to forget, he has ever seen the best-looking person in the world.

That person's good-looking, even though time has made Mo Qianqiu unable to remember the other's face, he still remembers the thrilling feeling.

Mo Qianqiu killed a million people in his life, and the monsters that died in his hands were countless.He has never liked anyone.Yunxiang is his apprentice and has always admired him; Qi Luo and Qin brothers are his subordinates and have always respected him.Luo Jianqing is his only confidant, and the person he admires and trusts most.

But he really didn't like anyone.

He was willing to give his life for Yunxiang, Qi Luo, Qin brothers, and Luo Jianqing, desperately defending them and protecting them, but he really didn't like anyone.

How long ago?

There seems to be a special person.

Mo Qianqiu's hand holding the whip slowly trembled. He slowly raised his eyes, and through the thick darkness, he seemed to see the demon venerable leaning against the wall and playing the flute indifferently.His pupils trembled violently, and Mo Qianqiu felt for the first time that he was such a perfidious and indifferent person.

His life and death friend shouldn't be Luo Jianqing alone, there should be another person, the one who experienced life and death with him when he was still in his infancy.Time made him slowly forget the existence of the other party, but those experiences actually happened.He can't remember the other party's looks, can't remember those specific things, or even the other's name.

However, he really once had a friend.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and a breaking wind suddenly hit.

Mo Qianqiu opened his eyes and subconsciously wanted to raise the whip to resist, but the other party had already put the jade flute on his shoulder and pressed himself firmly against the wall.There was darkness in front of him, and Mo Qianqiu felt an indifferent and resolute gaze staring at him, sliding from his neck to his eyes.

If it weren't for darkness, he might have seen a pair of clear blue eyes.

The man said word by word: "...you say sorry to me?"

Hearing the three words he had said before he died, Mo Qianqiu held his whip tightly, but could not make a move.With a hoarse voice, he said, "Who are you...?"

"The deity once wished to smash your corpse into thousands of pieces, but did not expect that the deity's heart was taken away, the demon pill was taken away, and the deity was trapped in darkness for one hundred and eighteen years, and finally suffered humiliation among the demon... …It turned out to be that so-called friend."

Mo Qianqiu's eyes wept blood: "Who are you in the end!"

Jin Li slowly raised his head for a long time before he said faintly: "I waited for you on Long Island for three hundred years, thinking that you have died under the limit of the heavenly path, so I set up a burial mound for you. When did you start... ...Forgot my existence?"

The tears accumulated in his eyes suddenly poured out, Mo Qianqiu kept his eyes wide open, allowing a drop of tears to flow from his eye sockets, and with a click, it dripped on the jade flute.

At this time, deep in the memory buried by time, that figure was finally completely clear.

The man was holding a snow-white jade flute in his hand, with black hair like a waterfall, and wearing a deep blue dress, standing in the bamboo pavilion in the middle of the lake.He slowly turned around, as if seeing someone, his cold and indifferent eyebrows slowly softened, and his eyes were blue and clear. Just standing there was the color of the lake and the mountains, long and clear.

Mo Qianqiu suddenly raised his hand and held Jin Li's icy wrist. In the darkness, that showy face showed a rare sense of helplessness and hesitation.He trembled and said, "That