Sacrifice to Feed Demons [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

"Xiao Shuxuan is as clear as a god."

If Ji Xianjun outside the dream can get this evaluation, then Ji Xianjun in the imperial clothes in the dream has a magnificent bearing, a restrained expression, and the demeanor of the ninety-five supreme, sweeping away the ordinary laziness.

Prince Changqin has never met Ji Xianjun who was with Yuan Suiyun and the others, and he only knows this person in front of him.

Zhulian Longmu, Zidi Longteng, every move is unique, sometimes just staring at him makes him feel confused.

Confused, this way of heaven is still the way of heaven that I know, otherwise how could such a character be born among mortals, and how could the jealous, vicious and cunning emperor of heaven allow such a hero to appear in the world.

Thinking, thinking, suddenly came back to his senses and found that even though Ji Xianjun was not around, he actually developed the habit of thinking about him every day.

How terrible!

Faced with this uncontrollable situation, Prince Changqin's first reaction was definitely fear, and even had the urge to avoid it, but as Ji Xianjun's plan unfolded, more and more things needed to consume his mind, Gradually, he came to this dreamland less frequently.

It was so little that he missed the prince Changqin who was accompanied by him and unconsciously regarded him as the person beside him.

After so many psychological entanglements, when Ji Xianjun came late, he was late in the eyes of Prince Changqin. The idea that came to him after seeing this person was not uncomfortable, but unconscious joy.

In his lifetime, he would actually be happy to see someone, which reminded him of the time when he and Qian Yu first met.

At that time, he was also inexplicably happy, and even secretly excited by himself.

Most of the gods and men in the sky are ruthless, thousands of years, thousands of years, only the sky is exclusive, and the time is long, so the prince Changqin was born at the beginning of the day, and the great god Zhu Rong told the Three Realms that Fenglaiqin spirit was his son with joy. Son, enjoy the honor.

It can be seen from this that a great god like Zhu Rong can't stand the loneliness of the God Realm, let alone him, a god who was born only a few thousand years ago.

What's more, the prince Changqin was born because of the qin. Qin is sympathetic, and he is indifferent to people and things, and is even more incompatible with the lonely and cold God Realm.

Therefore, when he met Qianyu, his joy was released through his fingertips through the music of the piano, and knowing Ji Xianjun's unknown affection for him, naturally he also hooked the strings on the piano.

As a result, as soon as Ji Xianjun came, he heard the end of the qin music. The sound of Lingling qin was like the singing of a singing girl, full of affection.

Ji Xianjun smiled, walked over and deliberately pinched his jaw, looking straight into his eyes.

"Miss me?"

Prince Changqin's eyes sank, and he leaned back in disgust.

"What if I say no?"

The man escaped, but the hair hanging on his chest could not escape.

Ji Xianjun pinched it up and put it under his nose like a disciple, and said lightly: "It's okay, anyway, it will be visible every day in a short time."

Breathing stagnantly, Prince Changqin didn't care to slap Ji Xianjun's hand away, turned around and asked, "What did you do?"

Ji Xianjun answered very simply.

"Debt!"

Prince Changqin takes a deep breath.

Ji Xianjun laughed and said, "Are you angry now?" He let go of his hands, and brushed off the hem of his clothes like a habit, even though he had long been capable of being spotless, he still did so, and his demeanor was not unrestrained.

The prince Changqin's eyes are deep and quiet, like a cold pool. The depths of the pool are extraordinarily energetic. He doesn't answer, but the person who is stared at by these eyes cannot be silent. If it is silent, then silence is a sin.

Ji Xianjun couldn't help shaking her head.

"If you are a woman, I will definitely marry you as my concubine."

Prince Changqin didn't know why, but when he heard him say that, he wanted to stab back.

"It's really embarrassing, a certain is a dignified man."

"But when you think about it, men are actually pretty good," Ji Xianjun continued as if on purpose, the choked prince Changqin gasped in his throat, and his fair cheeks turned red.

Looking away, Ji Xianjun's ability to restrain his emotions is top-notch, so even if Prince Changqin stared at him fiercely, he didn't notice that his breath was a little unstable just now.

Ji Xianjun patted her thigh with a smile on her lips. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that the two must be good friends, and they showed intimacy all over their bodies.

The two meet in a dream, which can be described as a true spiritual friendship. Their words, deeds and appearance are the most authentic. If they want to deceive people, it is because of the special place where the two are in that they cannot tell lies, so this relationship has become precious.

Like at this time, Ji Xianjun glanced around a few times, his gaze was fixed.

"It's getting worse again."

Prince Changqin didn't know why, he just felt that he was getting more and more relaxed, but his memory was messy and tight.

Sometimes you know something, and sometimes you don't know it. One moment you are an elegant and outstanding ancient fairy, and the next moment you are full of cynicism.

This kind of appearance was also noticed by Ji Xianjun since getting along with him every day. Of course, he also knew the reason. Many times, Prince Changqin even forgot the reason and asked Ji Xianjun to tell him.

Prince Changqin's face was full of confusion, Ji Xianjun certainly knew what he was going to do, he pointed to the landscape in front of him and said: "This is Mount Yushan, but the last time I came here, I don't remember that there is a pool here."

With each passing day, when Ji Xianjun came here for the first time, the deep pool has become a lake, surrounded by the mountains, just like an amber stone folded and shining in the sun, which freezes all the beautiful mountains and rivers in time.

Now there is no lake but a pool, the pool is thousands of feet deep, the still water is cold and cool, and a one-foot cliff protrudes into the sky. If you stand on the top of a mountain, there are a few ancient pine branches just sprouting, and the rest of the steep place is as slippery as a wall mirror, with nowhere to stay. , into the shape of a natural danger.

But the last time Ji Xianjun came here, the ancient pine trees had grown into lush pine trees, thick and thick, and the entire cliff covered by it was lush and green. There were still many fish swimming in the shade of the trees in the lake under the cliff, and their tails were exposed for a while. , showing the body of the fish for a while, living a happy and interesting life.

But these changes are not the key. The real key is that there is a golden-eyed water scorpion under the cliff. After a thousand years, it is destined to cultivate into a dragon, fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and be born out of mortal bones.

It's just that this water beast didn't exist when Ji Xianjun first arrived. It can only be said that the time of this dream has gone backwards again, even the time with Prince Changqin himself.

Prince Changqin, who was questioned by Ji Xianjun about the water pool, looked blank. He seemed to have consciously discovered the violations around him, but he just couldn't connect the violations with himself.

Ji Xianjun heard him stammering, "It's always been there."

The pool in Lishan Mountain is always cold. He often sits here and plays the piano. Occasionally, he will pluck the strings to set off a thousand-foot waterfall, or follow the artistic conception of still water flowing deep, making the tunes rippling like flowing water.

But Ji Xianjun said that there is no pool here...

Prince Changqin suddenly had a headache and pressed his head, the tone of his fingers was messed up, Ji Xianjun supported his shoulders to stabilize.

The expressions in his eyes changed several times, some were full of hatred, some were ignorant and pure, or some were as calm as an abyss, all kinds of appearances were displayed on him one by one, which made this immortal feel shocking.

Even Ji Xianjun couldn't bear to look at such an appearance, so he spoke softly to comfort her.

"Don't worry, I will save you."

Before the words fell to the ground, he saw Ji Xianjun's wrist tightly grasped with one hand, Prince Changqin frowned, and opened his mouth as if wanting to speak, but he himself was very confused about what to say.

Ji Xianjun patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I know."

what do you know?

Prince Changqin wanted to ask, but his mind went blank.

The feeling of ignorance was so bad that he bit his mouth open and used the pain to force himself to recall. The emperor paid off, and the blank depths of his mind actually popped up one after another because of his persistence.

The crown prince Changqin violated the rules of heaven and was expelled from the lower realms.On the way to reincarnation, he was separated by the craftsmen of the Longyuan tribe, who took away his soul and four souls in a bloody array, and the remaining two souls and three souls were destined to be separated.

If things go on like this, even immortal souls will always turn into wild souls and return to heaven and earth.

The reason why the scenery in the dream changes is that time is running out. When the dreamland completely returns to ancient times, the fragmented Prince Changqin will also return to its most primitive appearance.

However, the broken mirror cannot be reunited. How can a person who has passed through the millennium go back to the millennium ago?

Therefore, it is because of the truth that this child knows, that the prince Changqin looks like this.

All kinds of life encountered during the millennium came one after another, swayed him, and made him into a mess, so he had to ask Ji Xianjun for help.

He had already forgotten that he had asked Ji Xianjun for help, and he had asked for help again and again, and he had forgotten again and again, but in the memory that suddenly came back, he saw this person nodding his head in agreement many times, and every time there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. Once he broke his promise.

For a moment, the heart was flustered, and Prince Changqin's heart was filled with emotions that he had never felt before.

Ji Xianjun found that his chest was tightly grasped by a slender hand, and his chest was slightly wet. It was Prince Changqin who was crying, and he was also shocked.

Prince Changqin didn't know what he looked like, and just stared at the memory in front of him.

It seemed like he wanted to engrave every nod of his head into his bones, but as if it was destined, the memory was blown away like pieces of snowflakes, no matter how hard he tried, it still disappeared into a blank space.

As if just now was just a small miracle caused by negligence, only a small imprint of believing in Ji Xianjun was at work.

Prince Changqin's lifeless eyes gradually returned to life. He blinked, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes hesitantly, and looked strangely at the person who was watching him carefully.

"what did you say?"

Ji Xianjun carefully looked at Prince Changqin, shook his head after confirming that he was fine.

"I did not say anything."

To save you, I don't want to just talk about it.

While thinking, he couldn't help looking at Prince Changqin, seeing that he was ignorant, but somehow, he actually sighed because of such a matter of course.

Hearing the sound, Prince Changqin looked over, and said kindly, "What's the matter?"

Ji Xianjun shook her head: "No, you play yours, a cheerful tune!"

How could she hide the sadness on her face?

As Prince Changqin's fingers began to pluck the strings, Ji Xianjun closed his eyes, but his mind was not idle at all.

Prince Changqin's condition is deteriorating faster and faster. Does this mean that the other half-soul is in a more difficult situation?

Once sorted out, not being able to personally go to the world where Prince Changqin is located to investigate the situation has become an inevitable risk in the plan.

Ji Xianjun would not be so foolish as to think that there is only one Mt. Mt. Mt. in the world, and the Mt. Mt. Mountains and Rivers in his dream are melancholy, which means that there is such a place deep in his memory, and it is the place that Prince Changqin will never forget.

Moreover, people with normal activities will not dream all day long, which means that Prince Changqin must be in a deep sleep state in reality.

Recently, his state has deteriorated so rapidly that even his personality has become unstable.

Ji Xianjun had to prepare for the worst.

Can't delay any longer!

The author has something to say:

Guess what is going on with this prince Changqin =V=