Six Hundred and Seventy-Eight Kunlun, Take Me Away

Before I knew it, it was daybreak.

Kunlun drank the last sip of cold wine from the cup. He looked at the charming man seriously and said with a heavy expression: "Ajing, my best friend, I'm here to say goodbye to you tonight."

The charming man's expression was slightly condensed, and he subconsciously said: "What nonsense are you talking about? You just came here, stay a few more days before leaving. The peaches in my back mountain will be mature in the world, and the ones you were most greedy for when you were a child were my peaches. , stay and enjoy it with me.”

Kunlun shook his head and said, "A Jing, both the Heavenly Dragon Divine Physiologist and the Phoenix Divine Physiologist have died one after another. Haven't you noticed yet? It means it can no longer accommodate us!"

Ah Jing put down the wine glass and said sadly: "No, no, we are all the children chosen by it, why can't it tolerate us? Kunlun, are you overthinking it?"

Kunlun still shook his head, "In the past thousand years, the ruthless fortune tellers, the compassionate fortune tellers, the undead fortune tellers, the blue wolf fortune tellers... these casual fortune tellers have all fallen tragically due to various reasons. Now, Even the Heavenly Dragon Divine Phrase Master and the Phoenix Divine Phrase Master who were born in the Divine Beast Clan were killed. Did you really not have any doubts about it?"

Ah Jing's lips moved, wanting to refute, but couldn't find the words.

I want to admit it, but I don’t want to believe that it is true.

When Kunlun saw that A Jing was silent, he smiled and then said: "I have a hunch that I will be the next fortune teller to fall."

Ah Jing suddenly opened her slender eyes and stared at Kunlun in shock. Her lips moved for a while before she said: "...This is impossible."

"Why is it impossible?" Kunlun said, "Ajing, if I die suddenly, it will prove that my guess is right." Kunlun put his hand on Ajing's shoulder and said, "If my guess is Really, then I will exile my little world before I die. Only in this way will my little world not be controlled by it."

After saying that, a dagger suddenly appeared in Kunlun's hand. He inserted the dagger into his heart, took a drop of his heart's blood, and smeared the blood on Ah Jing's forehead under Ah Jing's shocked eyes.

Ah Jing suddenly slapped Kunlun's hand away, stood up and walked into the house to look in the mirror, only to find that Kunlun's painstaking efforts had long been integrated with his skull.

Ah Jing ran out and asked Kunlun: "Old Kunlun, what on earth do you want to do!"

Kunlun smiled calmly at Ah Jing, and explained: "A Jing, if one day you cannot escape this disaster, you can activate my heart and soul and take refuge in my small world under the guidance of my undead spirit."

Ah Jing was shocked by Kunlun's words. His eyes turned slightly red and he deliberately snarled: "Idiot, who wants to take refuge in your breeding farm!"

Kunlun knew very well the temper of his best friend. He softened his voice and sighed helplessly: "A Jing, now in the three thousand worlds, you and I are the only two fortune tellers left. After I leave, Its next target must be you. If one day you are forced to become the world's biggest sinner, and are questioned and hunted by the whole world. But I hope you will remember that even if people all over the world bully you and doubt you, Kunlun I will always believe in you.”

"If there is no hiding place for you in heaven and earth, then you come to my little world."

"I'll take you with me to escape."

After saying that, Kunlun picked up the fishing net he put on the table, stood up and kicked off his tiger skin trousers, pretending to leave.

Ah Jing hurriedly stood up and asked loudly: "What are you going to do?"

Kunlun said nothing and disappeared into the bamboo forest in the blink of an eye.

When Kunlun left, Ah Jing, who was standing in the bamboo house, suddenly disappeared. Seeing the desolation and loneliness in the bamboo house, Yu Huang and the others thought that the illusion ended here. They were about to enter the bamboo house to check for clues, but saw that the door of the bamboo house was opened from the inside again. Immediately afterwards, Ah Jing walked out of the bamboo house again.

But today, Ah Jing changed into a black uniform, and the black jade hair crown on her head turned into a black iron hair crown with nine tails.

Such a Jing exudes a powerful aura as domineering as a god.

Ah Jing stared at the empty void ahead and sneered: "Everyone, since we are here, why hide!"

Hearing this, the bamboo forest in front of him suddenly became automatic without wind. Immediately afterwards, countless powerful men with Imperial Master cultivation flew up from the bamboo forest. Yu Huang and the others roughly counted, and there were more than five hundred of them!

There are more than five hundred imperial masters, which probably gathers all the powerful people in the ten major worlds.

Even in the ancient times when there were so many strong men, it was rare to see such a powerful team.

"Mo Jing! The Kunlun physiognomist was born with an evil nature and liked to kill. He even brutally killed more than a hundred female masters. His sins are so serious that he should be killed and deprived of his divine status! Don't you join us? You just wanted to kill the big lewd thief, but you dared to selfishly take away its body and secretly send it to the path of reincarnation. You are clearly helping the evil tyrant!"

"Since both the Heavenly Dragon Divine Master and the Phoenix Divine Master have passed away, you are the last of the current fortune tellers in the world. We did not intend to pursue your crime of harboring the Kunlun Divine Master. But it's better for you. You did it for Kunlun." That thief took revenge and cruelly killed all the talented disciples of my hundred major sects!"

"Do you admit this crime or not?"

Hearing these words, a sarcastic smile suddenly appeared on Mo Jing's face, "Why do you so firmly believe that I killed those disciples? Can't it be someone else?"

An old imperial master with a white beard immediately scolded: "Don't you dare to quibble! In these three thousand worlds, except for you, the black fox divine fortune teller, who has the incredible ability to kill hundreds of my sects in one night?" All disciples of the sect!”

At this time, Mo Jing couldn't help but think of what Kunlun said before he died.

Unexpectedly, he never thought that what happened now would actually be what Kunlun had guessed.

Knowing that 'it' could no longer accommodate her, Mo Jing, besides smiling bitterly, was more unwilling to give in. "Since you all think that I am a sinner, then... come and avenge your disciples!"

Next, Yu Huang and the others witnessed with their own eyes a world-destroying battle that took place thousands of years ago.

The battle between five hundred imperial masters and the last divine fortune teller can be described as devastating. This battle lasted for two months. During these two months, Yu Huang and the other five people did not eat or drink. They just watched Mo Jing being used by the five hundred people to fight with each other, and they were consumed little by little. Lose his divine power.

Finally, Mo Jing knelt down.

He knelt in the sea of ​​blood among the mountains of corpses, with sharp weapons inserted all over his body.

The 500 powerful Imperial Masters were dead and injured, and the ground was already covered in blood. Only a dozen of them could still struggle to get up.

Blood dripped from the corner of Mo Jing's mouth. He smiled bitterly and said: "Kunlun, Kunlun, you are right, there is no place for me, Ah Jing, in this world..." Mo Jing raised his hand with great effort and touched it gently. He touched his forehead, and a drop of bright red blood appeared on his forehead.

Mo Jing closed his eyes and said, "Kunlun, take me away."

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Good night