Chapter 542 The Moon Has Fallen
Back to now.
Sand and dust flew everywhere, and the entire battlefield was in chaos.
Yu Qunqing, who was rudely beaten down by his own fist, stood up again. He patted the dust off his body in a somewhat embarrassed manner, raised his eyelids, and looked coldly at Ruan Wei, who had a solemn face.
He spoke, commenting indifferently, "Some tricks."
Ruan Wei nodded and said modestly: "This is what I should do."
“…”
Yu Qunqing's mouth twitched, and the look he gave Ruan Wei became even colder. "Are you only good at talking?"
"It's all right."
“…”
If you don't agree, there's no need to talk too much.
Yu Qunqing turned his wrist, and a spear about two meters long appeared in his hand. The spear shaft was a dark black, as if it was made of some mysterious metal.
The most eye-catching thing is its top - there is an eerie blood-red gem inlaid there, emitting a strange light, like a burning flame.
Yu Qunqing stretched out his spear forward, his pair of scarlet blood-red eyes complementing the scarlet gem on the spear shaft, making him look like an evil ghost invading the world.
Ruan Wei's eyelids were twitching.
This gun...
Yu Qunqing: "It is a blessing for you to die under my Three Corpses Spear."
Three corpses.
Taoism has three corpses.
Luxury, appetite, sexual desire.
Generally speaking, the names of weapons are related to their own characteristics. What is the method of this Three Corpse Spear? Does it pull people into an illusion like the mirror itself?
Before Ruan Wei could react, Yu Qunqing decisively took the initiative. He held his spear horizontally, the tip of the spear pointed directly at Ruan Wei, "Peng Ju."
The cold light and dark red flashed together, and Yu Qunqing's figure disappeared on the spot.
Peng Ju?
Ruan Wei's brain began to think rapidly.
suddenly.
There seemed to be golden and silver lights flashing before my eyes, dazzling the eyes, making people involuntarily want to see more clearly.
Ruan Wei's pupils shrank.
In the blink of an eye, the tip of the gun, flashing with cold light, somehow appeared in front of his eyes, and stabbed towards Ruan Wei's eyes with incredible precision.
Oh no!
Ruan Wei didn't have time to think about it anymore. Her consciousness was surging like needles, clamoring to hide quickly!
The distance was too close, and Ruan Wei could only quickly turn his head to avoid fatal injuries.
Let it be disfigured.
The tip of the gun pierced her fair face without any hindrance. It was cold and painless. Ruan Wei reached out to touch it. There was no wound where the gun tip had just rubbed against her? Clearly...
Oh no, it’s still an illusion!
Ruan Wei reacted immediately and kicked the ground hard to step back.
The next moment.
The place where she had just stood was hit by an extremely powerful force, which caused a huge storm and filled the air with dust. The tip of the gun slowly became visible at this time, and Yu Qunqing's figure gradually appeared behind the gun handle.
Ruan Wei gasped.
All that remains is fear.
Yu Qunqing's attack failed, and he sneered: "Quite sharp."
Ruan Wei didn't say anything, nor did he have time to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. He just opened his eyes wider and stared at Yu Qunqing's every move.
At this moment, the heart that had paused in the chest began to beat violently again, again and again, making Ruan Wei's tongue tip numb.
The uppermost corpse among the three corpses is Peng Ju.
In Taoism, Peng Ju is a superior corpse, lurking in the human brain and upper abdomen. He likes treasures and luxury. The golden and silver light just now was an illusion. No wonder it could resist his spiritual detection.
If it interferes with one's five senses... then one must always keep a distance!
Ruan Wei quickly made a decision in his heart:
"Millin."
She threw out a sky full of water arrows, stabbing at Yu Qunqing, and immediately turned around and ran to a deserted place.
Yu Qunqing snorted coldly and waved the spear in his hand repeatedly, blocking all the water arrows in a few moments. He noticed Ruan Wei's intention to escape and immediately chased after him.
The destiny in the sea of consciousness was shouting frantically: "Catch up with Yu Qunqing! Kill her, you must kill her!!"
"Shut up."
Yu Qunqing said coldly: "I don't need you to teach me."
In his eyes, Ruan Wei was clearly a dead person, someone he could easily crush to death.
Once we catch up, we'll just shoot him and be done with it.
Tianming: “…”
Such a familiar tone.
Did it use the same tone at first?
it is a pity.
Ruan Wei's steps were always erratic, as if not bound by gravity. Every step seemed to be stepping on air. His movements were quick and smooth, as silent as a ghost, making it difficult to catch any trace.
Yu Qunqing chased her in frustration: "Is all you can do is hide, you rat!!"
Apart from swords and formations, Ruan Wei's best skill in her life is Qinggong. This is the experience she gained from being beaten during her daily morning exercises for many years.
Ruan Wei did not stop, but turned back and said lightly:
"So what? What can I do?"
Raise the eyebrows, lower the eyes, and slightly curl the corners of the lips to one side.
What a provocative tone.
Yu Qunqing: “…”
Yu Qunqing's neck turned red with anger.
Ruan Wei ignored him. When the spear approached, she bent down and dodged it.
Yu Qunqing cursed, "Why are you jumping up and down like a flea? Ruan Wei, if you have the guts, fight me head-on!"
"?"
"I am as old as you are."
Ruan Wei sneered, "I have no problem with you, an old fool, trying to bully the weak with your power, but I happen to be polite and respectful to the elderly. I'll give you some face and not criticize you."
She is not a reckless man like Qi Baiji. How could anyone be so stupid as to fall for such an obvious provocation?
Yu Qunqing's back teeth were almost broken.
I originally wanted to save some demonic energy to deal with Cen Linxi, but now it seems that this little beast is too slippery and annoying, and she is also favored by the Heaven, so it is better to get rid of her completely first!
Yu Qunqing suddenly stopped, and Ruan Wei quickly raised Xuan Ze, ready to go.
Yu Qunqing poured 40% of his demonic energy into the Three Corpses Spear, and the enchanting red gem on the spear immediately shone brightly. "Peng Jiao!"
Among the three corpses, Peng Zan is in charge of appetite. However, appetite has no effect on most cultivators.
So Yu Qunqing chose to activate Peng Jiao.
The corpse under the three corpses is Peng Jiao.
Xia Shi Peng Jiao, nicknamed Ji Xi, is located in the stomach and foot of a person. He attacks the lower part of the body, injures the sea of qi, and causes all kinds of diseases.
In short...
Beauty and lust.
The moment Yu Qunqing summoned Peng Jiao, Ruan Wei felt a trance in front of her eyes, as if her thoughts had stopped. She couldn't think anymore. She just wanted to see someone.
Afterwards, Ruan Wei felt her eyes a little sore, and she couldn't help but close her eyes and then open them again.
Ruan Wei widened his eyes slightly.
See it.
He was wearing an indigo blue round-necked robe, with black silk-like hair cascading down his back. His eyebrows, eyes, lips, nose, and the straight and curved corners of his face were all rich and eye-catching. Beautiful bones, oh beautiful bones, the only bones in the world that can be said to be a work of nature.
Heartless, affectionate eyes, and stunning face.
Chi Jin called out, "Senior Sister."
Chi Jin stood there with a frown on his face, and Ruan Wei unconsciously imitated him in frowning, wishing she could feel sad for him.
Chi Jin was about to cry.
He asked:
"Are you going to leave me, Senior Sister?"
The young man covered his face with his sleeves, turned his head away and refused to look at Ruan Wei, and countless crystal clear tears slid down his chin.
So beautiful.
My chest feels stuffy too.
Ruan Wei became even more drowsy. She stared at the boy quietly, with no expression on her face, but she took a step forward and moved closer.
The fair and radiant face came closer.
Ruan Wei's expression remained calm as usual. She just slowly stretched out her hand, wanting to smooth the frown on the man's brow, wipe the blood from his face, and then hug him gently to comfort him, so that he could feel a little more relaxed.
Don't be sad.
Chi Jin.
Don't be sad about my death.
…
"Little Luna!"
A loud shout.
Ruan Wei's eyes became clear at this moment. She only had time to...
The next moment.
“Puff—chi—”
"Ruan Wei!"
"Wei Wei!?!"
“Oh my god—”
Countless screams and the sounds of flesh being pierced rang out simultaneously.
Ruan Wei stared at Chi Jin who was grinning in front of her, and all the blood drained from Furong's face.
The face of the person in front of him faded, and his body completely changed into that of a strong adult man. The light brown glass eyes faded, and underneath were a pair of gloomy and indifferent scarlet blood eyes. It was Yu Qunqing.
Ruan Wei blinked slowly.
ah.
As expected.
Ruan Wei: "You..."
Before he finished speaking.
"laugh--"
The spear soaked in blood was mercilessly pulled out of the body, and the person hanging on the spear naturally fell down powerlessly.
Yu Qunqing casually wiped the blood off the Three Corpses Spear. It was unclear who he was talking to: "I told you, it's just an ant."
"Whether she lives or dies is just a matter of whether I take it seriously or not."
Ruan Wei's chest was like a torn piece of cloth, pierced mercilessly by the spear, and then decisively pulled out, leaving a shocking big hole. Blood gushed out like a flood, staining the pure white clothes red.
The moon fell helplessly.
Like a bird with broken wings, withered like a fallen flower.
Ruan Wei, lying on her back, looked upwards, her eyes flickering open and closed. The yellow sand blown up by the strong wind fell lightly on her cheek, and her black hair and dust were mixed together. It was a really embarrassing and bloody picture of a beautiful woman's death.
The sky is clear and blue.
Ruan Wei finally withdrew the hand that wanted to wipe people's tears and gently smashed it to the ground.
Ruan Wei closed her eyes and emptied her mind.
She was thinking.
…
Really.
It’s good that you didn’t cry.
He is the hardest to comfort when he cries.
Above the sky, above the countless clouds, drops of ink began to fall.
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