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Chapter 104 Xuanji's Secret Hexagram

"Am I not worthy?"

Mo Wuya looked into his eyes, and his tone was tinged with sadness.

Years of following and admiration, years of waiting and longing, he gave everything for him, he was an enemy of the world for him... Where is he not doing well enough, what is not as good as he wants?

He laid out such a meticulous bureau, every sect was full of spies from the demon world.Gu Jianhan was supposed to be used by him, and the Three Realms will be unified sooner or later. When Wen Yan comes back, he can restore him a peaceful and prosperous world, and they can go back to the past.

He considered everything for him and devoted himself to him in everything, but where did he lose?

"If when you came back here, you landed by my side instead of the Lengyue Peak, then would the person you love be me?"

Wen Yan came back too early.

This was not in his plan.

Even for a long time, he didn't know the news at all.

Let that hateful beggar pick up the leak.

"Is it that important whether I love someone or not?" Wen Yan also looked straight at him, without a hint of dodge, and could not see any revealing expression, "In this world, why should I spend my whole life chasing other people's love?" Alive? Isn’t it good to love yourself? Even if you don’t have the ability to be loved, at least don’t lose the ability to love—”

Wen Yan realized that he had started pointlessly rambling again.Although he didn't think that such words could only be said to children or kind people, but he was not in the mood to enlighten Mo Wuya now.

Whether people with deep sins still have the qualifications to love and be loved is an overly deep proposition.

"Or have you ever thought that doing too much evil is the root cause of your not being loved by anyone."

Before the words were finished, a flying knife slashed at Wen Yan wrapped in an evil wind. Wen Yan squeezed the Yaqingyun Shuilan rough stone in his hand, but his movements of drawing the bow and shooting the arrow were not stagnant.

It's just that due to too much force, and the rough stone is not a perfect spherical shape, the sharp edges and corners bit by bit broke the bow cocoon at the metacarpal bones of his fingers, and pierced into his palm bit by bit.

The blade and arrowhead rubbed fierce sparks in mid-air, making a piercing sound.The two magic fogs are entangled, but they don't blend, but attack each other.Mo Wuya formed a seal with his hands, and his right index finger and middle finger stood upright in the center of his chest. Waves of devilish energy overflowed from his fingertips, spreading to the southeast, northwest, and centered on the square inch where he was standing.

An ancient and majestic ink-colored magic hexagram slowly emerged behind him, a vivid picture of Qiongqi leap faintly flickered in it, and the huge moon ink woven by the magic mist revealed evil blood.

A strong smell of blood and putrefaction came from behind him, making people think of the desolate land where corpses were strewn all over the place. The blood and liquid of corpses gathered in the rotting ground, and the screams of sin pierced through the countless horrified past. The night sky, came to a strange field.

The warm spring light in Kongming Secret Realm seemed to be sucked into the bloody full moon, and gusts of overcast wind blew in, Wen Yan suddenly remembered that Gu Jianhan hadn't had time to cut his hair yet, and now the wind was blowing a bit blinding his eyes.

When I go back, I must let him cut myself a more handsome hairstyle.

Thinking of this, Wen Yan shot three arrows at the hexagram image more and more calmly. The original stone pierced the palm of his hand, and the blood that overflowed wetted the tail of the long amber arrow.All those arrows stably pierced the heart of the hexagram, but to his surprise, the Taotie blood quickly fused with the Qiongqi Feiyue hexagram.

The long wings of poor black color suddenly turned into a bloody black mist, as if they were singing in the ancient and mysterious full moon, almost flapping their wings to fly.

Mo Wuya suddenly laughed softly. He has devoted his heart and soul to this secret hexagram for many years. He has killed so many people, whether they were in the Three Realms of Humans and Devils, or in the various layers of the Prison of Ten Thousand Ghosts.Gathering and mashing up his internal organs wasn't just to pass the time - he didn't have that much time.

He said that everything he did was for His Majesty.

He admired him so much, knew him so well, and naturally knew that he didn't love him.But it doesn't matter, that's not something he needs to worry about, he will solve this problem for him.

As long as he cooperates a little bit, of course it doesn't matter if he doesn't cooperate, but it will be more painful and it will be more difficult for him to deal with.

And here, Wen Yan heard his bewildered laughter, looked at the huge blood moon behind him, and realized that something was wrong, but it was too late to escape at this time, the spring light above the entire Kongming Secret Realm had been swallowed up Exhausted.The sky was full of black mist without a trace of starlight, the wind was blowing, and the night crows were crying bitterly.

He suddenly lowered his bow, and without warning, an amber talisman fire ignited in his left hand, but no matter how he burned it, the talisman paper in the talisman fire did not take effect at all, and he still stood there with a splitting headache and did not return. To the cold moon peak that he silently read in his heart.

"Your Majesty, forget about him. I will be your wings and take you to all the flowers—"

His low and magnetic voice revealed indescribable hope, with no clear source or end point, like a spell that had been floating in the wind for too long, and now it finally fell into the ears of the right person.

Wen Yan didn't want to be bewitched so easily. Gu Jianhan was still waiting for him at home, waiting for him to polish the ring and go back to save his life. He couldn't just fall into Mo Wuya's trap like this. God knows what will be waiting for him next. cannot--

His hair hasn't been cut yet.

He and Gu Jianhan haven't had time to get married yet.

Wen Yan suddenly came back to his senses, and found that he had actually walked to the original position between the two, and there were still about five or six steps before he would touch the hideous and terrifying evil hexagram.After a moment of fear in his heart, he pulled out the Kongming sword that was silent in the scabbard with his backhand, stepped back a few steps, and blocked the Kongming sword in front of him with cold eyes.

"Your Majesty, I will really be angry if you do this."

Wen Yan held the hilt of the sword in his left hand, and still tightly held the rough stone in his right hand, like a dragon guarding the treasures in his cave in ancient times, not allowing others to covet them.

"Then what should I do? If you opened this hexagram to turn me into a dead puppet at your mercy, will I still do what you wish?"

"I just remove some unnecessary distractions for you."

"Is it necessary? Is it a distracting thought? Only I am qualified to judge these things. What are you, you are also worthy of getting rid of it for me?"

The taotie pattern on Wen Yan's body was actually burning like fire at this moment, he was wearing night clothes, only the lines on his neck and palms showed dark red flames, but he didn't feel any pain.

Just looking at the blood moon hexagram slowly turning not far away, I suddenly remembered a few words on the sword manual about the ninth form of Kongming swordsmanship.

"Nine postures of emptiness—the ninth posture is Nirvana.

I am also extinct, and the cycle of reincarnation is still safe. "

He has never comprehended the sword intent of the ninth form, no matter how much time he usually spent on cultivation and comprehension, he still failed in the end.He thought he would never be able to use that sword in his life, but now——

Concentrating all the spiritual power in his hands, he tightly held the hilt of the Kongming sword, but a clear and clear phoenix cry came from the Qiankun bag, and the thing that could make such a sound in it was probably only the sky sword. Flying Luan and Fengming Bow.

At the same time, the huge silhouette of the sword spirit confronted the blood moon just a few steps away.The sword spirit was very bright, and the outline seemed to be filled with brilliant light, reflecting the boundless night like day.

Such a warm and flamboyant sword spirit is completely different from the gloomy and horrifying scene opposite. Under the protection of the strong light, Wen Yan's headache symptoms were slightly relieved, and Mo Wuya's curse-like prayers were no longer circling in his head, but he He didn't let his guard down, because he still couldn't go home right now.

If you don't go home, you may be in trouble.

Thinking this way, he raised his sword and slashed at Mo Wuya.He didn't want to lose something more important between the two ends of the first mouse, no matter how his previous life was involved with Mo Wuya, based on the various crimes he committed against Gu Jianhan, all the evils he caused to the world, and this The blood moon hexagram that wanted to devour him... There was no possibility of any easing of the relationship between them.

Mo Wuya had to die before he could go home.

Wen Yan used a lot of strength for that sword, and didn't hold back a single point. Qingyue's Fengming mingled with the wind roared towards the center of the magic mist. The fierce sword intent collided with Qiongqi's wings violently, causing a violent wind and sand on the ground .

Wen Yan usually doesn't spend much time in the way of swordsmanship. If it was just a simple strike, Wen Yan would have no chance of winning against Mo Wuya, but when the sword intent dissipated, it came from nowhere. There was a faint dragon chant, and a headless Taotie slowly emerged in the strong light. Wen Yan looked down, and the Taotie patterns on his wrist and back of his hand had disappeared.

Mo Wuya frowned, but there was an uncontrollable admiration on his face.Different from other emotions, it is the innate admiration of fierce beasts for the strong of the same kind. However, some fierce beasts may only understand that kind of emotion about love in their lifetime, so they regard it as the emotion of love. The whole truth.

The picture of Qiongqi's leap slowly condensed into reality. Taotie and Qiongqi confronted each other in mid-air, and suddenly they fought together without warning.Taotie is delicious food, it can devour the world, the sun and the moon with its mouth open, bite off Qiongqi's wings, chew and devour them, its eyes are bleeding, and its face is ferocious, it is no different from ordinary ferocious beasts.

But Qiongqi is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he immediately flew on Taotie's body and bit Taotie's throat tightly, biting the piece until it was bloody, as if he had died, and wanted to go to the underworld together.

The sky and the earth were in chaos at this moment, the gust of wind was howling in the secret realm of Kongming, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. The place on Wen Yan's body where the taotie pattern should have been left suddenly hurt like burning, that kind of bone-piercing pain It was almost impossible for him to stand upright. He held his sword and looked towards the opposite side, only to find that Mo Wuya had already knelt down.

However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly opened very wide, and the canthus of his eyes were completely cracked.He rushed towards this side like crazy, but his hand only touched the corner of Wen Yan's night clothes.