Chapter 60 Return

Chapter 60 Return

Wang Qi thought very well about revealing his identity to Zhao Ling. He was afraid that he would work with Zhao Ling for some time in the future until Zhao Ling found her suitable place. Wang Qi doesn't want Zhao Ling to be by his side because of his identity as an ancient demon clan. Therefore, explain your identity as soon as possible so that Zhao Ling can understand the starting point and purpose of what she does, and she is too lazy to explain so much to her.

Fortunately, Zhao Ling herself used to be a demon. She should not have any antipathy to the ancient demons. At most, there are some pimples in her heart.

Sure enough, Zhao Ling's reaction was not as surprised as Wang Qi thought, but this reaction was also a little different from Wang Qi's imagination.

"Wow, so cute."

"Uh... you're so cute."

......

"Wang Qi, why did we come to such a desolate place? You don't want me to live in the cave with you."

The two walked tens of thousands of miles, and there were countless large and small countries on the way, but Wang Qidu just came and left in a hurry like a passer-by.

Only when she arrived at the State of Jin, Zhao Ling found that Wang Qi had changed. His journey began to slow down, his eyes began to be solemn, and even his words were much less. Zhao Ling knew that the State of Jin was the destination that Wang Qi had been looking for.

However, far away from the bustling human area and the noisy crowds coming and going, Wang Qi took himself to such a desolate area, which made Zhao Ling a little unexpected. Thinking of Wang Qi's identity, the absurd idea of letting himself live in the dark cave couldn't help but emerge in Zhao Ling's mind.

Wang Qi obviously ignored this thought in Zhao Ling's heart, because his whole mind has been immersed in this desolate land. This is the starting point of Wang Qi's arrival in the Star and Moon Continent, and this is also the place where Wang Qi grew up.

Here, Wang Qi met Xiaohei, met Gao Shi, met nonsense, Zhao Kuang, and even met zombies...

The memory of Wang Qi will never forget the black water lake cave, and now, after leaving Xiaohei, he finally came back.

Failed to step into the deep valley that sealed the black water lake cave, and Wang Qi was blocked by the seal.

"Damn." Feeling the obstruction of the seal, Wang Qi tried his magic power to squeeze in. The universe Taiji, the origin of the soul, was immediately inspired and began to drive Wang Qi's magic power to slowly crack the seal. However, after not half a meter, Wang Qi finally fell down and returned to the original place due to the exhaustion of magic power.

"It's useless. Your mana is too low to touch this seal at all." The voice suddenly sounded in Wang Qi's ear, which shocked Wang Qi. Looking back, he saw a young man in a purple-gold black robe standing quietly less than half a meter away from Wang Qi.

His face is ordinary, which belongs to the kind that no one can find on the street like Liu Xiu. If there is anything he has to remember, I'm afraid it's six deep scratches on his forehead, just like six eyes, which makes people palpitate.

And the most palpitating thing for Wang Qi is the strength of the other party, who can quietly sneak behind him from being discovered, proving that this person's strength must be much higher than his own.

"Who are you?" Wang Qi said without fear on his face. After the battle of Jinling, Wang Qi has completely removed the weakness in his human nature.

"A person who can help you. As for my name, even I have forgotten myself, just call me Magic Sword. The man spoke lightly, but slightly hoarse.

"Magic Sword?! Are you a low-key genius of the Magic Sword Gate? Before Wang Qi spoke, he heard Zhao Ling say in his ear.

"What? Don't you know anyone from the devil's door?" Wang Qi couldn't help looking at Zhao Ling.

"It's not surprising. Although our demon gate is at the same headquarters, there is nothing to do with each other's demon factions. Some demons have no contact until death.

"Join the magic door, I will give you strength." The magic sword did not pay attention to Zhao Ling, who was called a traitor, but stared at Wang and inspired the invitation.

To be honest, Wang Qi does not have any prejudice against the Demon Gate. The enemy of the enemy is a friend. Wang Qi believes that the Demon Gate will not do any harm to him, but what makes Wang Qi resist is that he least wants to be a pawn at the mercy of others, and before the strength of the other party, Wang Qi is only among the four sects. I have felt that the other party can come here and invited me to join the magic door.

Obviously, he knows a lot about himself. For a small role like himself, Wang Qi doesn't think he can play a role other than being a chess piece.

"I can see that you don't believe me very much." A strange smile on the devil's face said, "But I believe we will meet again after all."

The magic sword smiled and gradually disappeared in front of Wang Qi and Zhao Ling. Although the magic sword disappeared, the doubts in Wang Qi's heart were not resolved. Wang Qi felt that it would not be so simple for the other party to appear here inexplicably. Wang Qi is confident that although he has the ability of several elements, he is not sure that the other party will come here to invite him to join in person. The other party must have other considerations that he does not know.

Is it... Thinking of the identity of the other party and the identity of the sealed person here, Wang Qi has a bold conjecture that he actually wants to start a war?!

The collision between the two factions has existed for a long time. The most fierce one was the war of extinction caused by the drought thousands of years ago. The terrible consequence of that war is that the number of practitioners in the direct star and moon continent has been halved.

If... thought of this, Wang Qi's heart was shocked. "Zhao Ling, that magic sword..." Wang Qigang wanted to ask Zhao Ling more about the magic sword and the internal fighting of the magic gate, but the sky was like thunder, and there were a few hoarse sounds.

"The girl of Xueyemen almost forgot to tell you that I felt the breath of your grandfather Zhao in this seal. Believe it or not, it's all up to you."

Hearing the words of the magic sword, Wang Qi could obviously feel Zhao Ling's body shocked. It seems that something has to be told to her. Wang Qi said secretly.

In the short period when the magic sword left, Wang Qi and Zhao Ling did not talk, but a free sadness filled this silent atmosphere. Just after Zhao Ling couldn't help asking Wang Qi about Zhao Kuang, Wang Qi spoke first

"He's right. Your grandfather died here."

Although he felt a little cruel, Wang Qi still chose to tell him directly that pain can make people mature, and Zhao Ling needed to become more mature. As a desperado like Wang Qi, people like them should enjoy warmth.

Irreligious about the wet corners of Zhao Ling's eyes, Wang Qi continued to say, "The black water lake cave sealed in front of me is not only my home, but also the location of the drought of a generation of demon gates. Your grandfather Zhao Kuang also died in this cave and died in the hands of Chang*yan of Vientiane Gate. He also had it. In the black water lake with taboo magic power.

Wang Qi's calm words constantly bombarded Zhao Ling's heart like a cannonball. The belief that has always supported Zhao Ling to escape alive is his grandfather, but now this belief has been completely destroyed by the facts in this desolate place. Although Zhao Ling is determined, she can't help but finally fall. Tears.

As soon as tears fell, the sadness of indulgence finally spread uncontrollably.

Once upon a time, Grandpa, as Zhao Ling's only living relative in the world, was the reason why Zhao Ling kept living. Now, the former spiritual pillar suddenly collapsed, which caught Zhao Ling off guard and lost her direction.

"You still have me." Wang Qi really doesn't know what to say now. Zhao Ling's current appearance is similar to that after she witnessed Xiaohei being taken away a few days ago, just like the rootless weed swept up by the wind and scattered in the wind. There is no direction and goal, only endless hesitation and panic.

If he hadn't heard the name that had an intersection with him by chance, Wang Qi would have been afraid that he would not have been able to extricate himself from this emotion.

So he can still understand Zhao Ling's feelings at this time, but just like Mao mourning, although Wang Qi can understand the other party's feelings and even feel the pain, this does not mean that Wang Qi has to whitewash all this with lies.

As the predecessors said, when you make a panic, it means that you will use the next panic to make a lie, so that in the future, one after another, one after another, and finally endless, people will be exhausted.

The four sects did not give him much time, and even it could be said that it was very urgent, so Wang Qi did not want to waste time making up lies, whether for Zhao Ling or for himself.

The wind gently brushed Wang Qi's cheek, bringing a trace of autumn bleakness.

Oh, it's already late autumn, and I don't realize it's been a year. I remember that when I left with Xiaohei, it was also on such a windy day. When I ran around in the east, west, north and south, I didn't feel the killing of winter, let alone the autumn wind that penetrated people's hearts.

"The endless falling trees are falling, and the Yangtze River is rolling in." With just these two sentences, how can people who have missed Qiu Si pay attention to the true meaning of this?

Unlike Li Taibai's unrestrained style, Du Fu gives people more profound feelings about everything, and his emotions are extremely sad. Worthy of a generation of poetry history, he quietly felt the sadness in Du Fu's poems and spread it into his stupid seven emotions. Wang Qi felt that his Taoism had risen a lot unconsciously.

Although Mao mourning has eroded his resentment, it has left a lot of useful things for Wang Qi, such as dementor.

Originally, Wang Qi only relied on the powerful soul control ability of the dark gold pupil to control other people's souls. However, after absorbing Mao's experience of practicing green eyes, Wang Qi suddenly felt that he might not have to limit and use the powerful internal force of the demon refinery.

Human is a very complex creature. When the seven emotions are calm and stable, he will be meek like a sheep. However, when any kind of emotion out of control, the ability and danger it attaches to human beings will be superimposed by multiples, so as long as you can peep into the mystery of the seven emotions, then the power of the dark golden pupils The force will definitely take it to the next level. Maybe you can take a glimpse of the peerless demeanor of your ancestors' demon refining weapons.

Wang Qi thought so, but Gao Shi's soul in the second floor of the golden pool reacted to it. Although Gao Shi signed a soul contract with Wang Qi, Wang Qi's induction of him was also limited by distance. Since Wang Qi left the State of Jin, he has never contacted Gao Shi, and Wang Qi could not feel it before. Gao Shi's soul is moving.

Is it because your Taoism has improved?

Wang Qi tried to convey the message of his arrival to Gao Shi through his soul.

At the same time, on Vientiane Mountain a hundred miles away, his eyes slowly opened, and a smile flashed on his handsome face. "He is back after all. It seems that I still need to use my place.

With that, he flashed and told the servants in the house to rush down the mountain. "I don't know how that guy will change after the battle of Jinling."