As a wind spirit elite, Gu Yuexi's daily job is to deal with all kinds of weird monsters, but the monsters she has seen in her life are not as terrifying as the one next to her.

It's not because he has no heart.

Since there are too few research samples, people currently know very little about the special existence of the instrument spirit. Gu Yuexi is not an expert and cannot say whether the "instrument spirit" without heart should be lively. Rationally, she knew that she should not make a fuss, but after the "eye recognition" was opened, she always felt that she not only had more attention, but all her senses were keen to the point of being suspicious.

In the past, she just thought that the name "Sword Spirit" was very mysterious with Emperor Wu of Qi. Although she had a gentle attitude and seemed easy to get along with, she always felt a sense of lingering distance. Occasionally, for a moment, Gu Yuexi would feel that the other party was a little scary, but she never took it to heart - after all, everyone has the right to keep the secret, and others are always a little wary of powerful beings that they don't understand. This is instinct, and it's no big deal.

But at this time, in the closed field car, except for a group of unconscious colleagues, only she and this "sword spirit" were left. She had goose bumps inexplicably and had the urge to jump off the car... It seemed that the "teammate" next to her was more dangerous than the thick and dysfunctional miasma outside the car window.

Fortunately, she experienced ups and downs in her early years and was relatively calm. Gu Yuexi drove steadily along the ground veins, gently biting the tip of her tongue, and silently counted fifty violently undulating heartbeats, forcing herself to calm down.

On the first day she entered the Wind God, President Yan taught her that fear originated from the unresolved and unknown, and the only way to break the obstacle is to face it directly.

So Gu Yuexi calmed down and asked directly: "Will I talk more? About... about your heart."

"Well... it doesn't have any effect. I usually feel a little slower, but with my 'master' for generations, I'm much better now, and I can taste some food." Sheng Lingyuan's fingers gently hit his knees, "As for the others, it's just that the seven emotions are cut off."

Gu Yuexi was shocked and suddenly understood where the incongruity on the "Sword Spirit" came from.

He smiled and greeted people, but his smile was precise and empty. His eyes were cold and treated equally when he looked at anyone and anything. For example, when everyone was panicked or nervous, he would change his tone with the crowd. His communication became short, but when he listened carefully, he actually deleted polite words and tone words just to integrate into the context. His speech speed did not change, and his pauses were still as standard as reading a news broadcast manuscript.

Cut off the seven emotions... No wonder the inner demon miasma was trapped even Director Xuan so cheerful and outgoing, but he easily escaped.

Gu Yuexi was tortured by her eyes and her palms were sweating, and she was a little eager for this state for no reason.

At this time, the person next to her who was not like a real person suddenly spoke up: "The seven emotions are the foundation of human beings."

Gu Yuexi was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Sheng Lingyuan with a glance in surprise. He looked very young, like a young man who had just graduated, but Gu Yuexi suddenly had an illusion that he was a very old man, and that he had lived almost his whole life before he could look back on glory and loss objectively and fairly at the end of gains and losses.

Don’t these rationalists who are heartless and ruthless all despise others’ weaknesses?

She couldn't help asking: "Where should the seven emotions be ranked according to priorities?"

Sheng Lingyuan replied without hesitation: "It's still before your life and life."

Gu Yuexi couldn't help but tilt his head toward him again, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

"You want to ask me, why do I want to cut off my seven emotions?" Sheng Lingyuan chuckled and said slowly, "Because there are too many luggages that I have to carry with me a lot of feathers, so I have to unload everything I can. I am not dead or alive, and it is not worth imitating. It is something that I have not finished when I come to the precious land. You have no malice, please drive your car carefully, and you will reach the former Qingpingsi site in the past."

He seemed to have even stumbled on the time. As soon as he finished speaking, the energy monitoring alarm in the car sounded.

Zhang Zhao's intermittent voice came from the communication equipment: "We...she... it seems that there is a formation here...Damn!"

Gu Yuexi immediately entered a alert state of duty, holding the mitral at her waist with one hand. At this time, she saw a silver light passing through the car window. It was like a ball of flowing mercury, and the speed could actually move forward in parallel with the flying field cars!

She braked with a sudden blow, and the ball of "mercury" immediately rushed to the front of the car window, condensed into a human shape, standing five meters in front of her.

Just as Gu Yuexi was about to move, she pressed her hand on her shoulder. Sheng Lingyuan simply ordered: "Get back."

She immediately hung up the reverse gear and quickly retreated. The mercury fell to the ground and turned into a very pretty young man, but her eyes were covered.

Pressing down the hand pressed down on her shoulder, Gu Yuexi didn't have time to think about it, and as ordered, a row of fang-like iron thorns suddenly appeared on the ground, barely pressing against her rear wheel.

"Be careful." Sheng Lingyuan reminded in a deep voice, "This is the first Qingping Office Chief, the Nanguan Monkey who truly survived from Nangui Tower."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Yuexi heard a loud noise, and the intermittent communication channel was in chaos: "Mr. Yan and the others...scared...the helicopter crashed..."

Gu Yuexi's hair stood upside down: "What!"

"It's okay! No...she...we...she...she...she...he'she...he'she...he'she...he'she's it! "Zhang Zhao's voice came from the communication channel, "There's a lump of mercury...she...he'she'she'she's turned into the owner of the tomb with a drooping eyes in the ancient tomb of the high mountain in the South China Sea! Do you dare to believe it?"

Sheng Lingyuan frowned slightly: Weiyun was also "requisitioned" by the other party.

"We were attacked by unknown supernatural creatures fifteen kilometers northwest of Qingping Town, Qingping City... "This is the first batch of reinforcements to come.

"There are...giant mutant plants at the intersection of Qingping North Road of Jiang'an Expressway..."

The noise in the walkie-talkie did not stop, and a shocking thunder broke the signal, and the entire ground was trembling.

The filmmaker is a living burner, and he copied the "masters" he had followed in three thousand years one by one.

Gu Yuexi's eyes turned dark, and her eyes kept interfering with her reason, and huge pressure was shrouded in her head.

But there were coma colleagues in the car, so she had to block them, so she immediately rolled out of the cockpit, barely aiming, and fired two shots in the air, trying to lure the enemy away.

The Misilan bullet shot accurately at the brow of the blindfolded young man, but the blindfolded man seemed to have predicted the trajectory of the bullet at the moment she fired the gun, and he turned his head leisurely. The Misilan bullet rushed to the ground without looking back, and was swallowed alive by the black gas coming out of the ground veins.

The blindfolded young man smiled, and the rich darkness squeezed towards her in the rolling inner demon miasma.

Gu Yuexi, a mixed-race junior who has been thousands of years later, has had many times of injecting water in blood. Even if the eyes of consciousness were opened by Sheng Lingyuan himself, it would be difficult to resist the level crushing of the real King of Night. In an instant, she suddenly lost her eyes from eyes to naked eyes. She suddenly screamed in her ears, followed by the sound of a beast chewing on her flesh...

Gu Yuexi arched her back, and before she could react, there was a loud noise in her ears, and all hallucinations disappeared at the same time. She regained her vision and was shocked to find that she was falling on a large iron thorn with broken hair.

She reacted very quickly, and the core immediately tightened, leaned against her waist and swirled in the air, and dangerously rubbed the iron thorns and fell down. Her shoulders jumped up from the ground... When she raised her eyes, she saw the sword spirit pinch the masked young man's neck with one hand.

Gu Yuexi couldn't help but rub her eyes. The boss who just pressed her to the ground and rubbed her like a dead dog, was pinched by the mysterious "Sword Spirit" with bare hands. The black mist surging behind the "Sword Spirit" was swept away with teeth and claws. The plants, trees, moss, and other places... were all spared.

The masked young man's white face was corroded by the black fog, and his teeth appeared without any obstruction.

Thunderclouds gathered above their heads.

"Yang Dong, a waste, can't let go of his mind and can't stand loneliness. He is in a high position and has become accompanied by shadow men. No wonder he becomes more and more greedy later." Sheng Lingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the blindfolded person, "It's just worthy of the children as New Year's money. You are a devil, and you can also like this kind of person. You are really a broken pot and a broken cover."

The masked man's exposed teeth opened and closed gently, and a smile appeared on his skin that was stretched. I wonder what was so beautiful when he died.

The next moment, he was clenched into flesh and blood by Sheng Lingyuan. Sheng Lingyuan killed people and was already ready to be struck by lightning. After killing the shadow man clone, his experienced figure flashed and was no longer in place.

However, the thunder clouds were just long-winded and muffled, but the real thunder did not fall.

Gu Yuexi breathed a sigh of relief, but Sheng Lingyuan suddenly looked up, his face looking even worse than being struck by lightning.

The surrounding inner demon miasma suddenly oozed out of flame-colored mist, and "mercury" penetrated into the earth. The shadow man said in the voices of countless people: "Your Majesty is angry, the mountain and the tombs collapse, the red abyss sinks, and all living beings are ants, and slaves are scared to death."

Gu Yuexi: "..."

She could understand every word these two said, but she didn't understand it when they got together!

"Former...sen," she pressed her ears to "Tinggong", suspected that her ears were shaking, "The suspect just shouted, "What did you call you?"

Sheng Lingyuan did not answer.

The shadow man laughed: "I deserve to die for all the sins, hahahahaha."

The shadow man's man turned into a ball of mercury and circled around them: "Your Majesty, come on, break me up... I have wandered around the world without relying on my back for three thousand years, and I have lived enough. I can't get a home. It's nothing wrong with giving Chiyuan the last fuel. Your Majesty... You're a little more dynamic. The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder are trembling under the power of the demons!"

Sheng Lingyuan grasped his wrist and just one blow he recovered about 300% of his power in his lifetime. The power bound by the laws of the world was recovering, but the thunder did not come down - this shows that Chi Yuan's seal is weakening!

What is the waste fire guardian doing?

The fire guard is trapped in the nightmare of past and present lives, and is almost crazy.

"Your Majesty!" In Duling Palace, a palace maid rushed over and knelt at the entrance of the Sword Furnace Hall with a "thump" - the Sword Furnace has been sealed for several years. His Majesty suddenly said that he would go into seclusion in the hall. Two vicious guards at the door were guarding, and no living creatures were allowed to enter.

The palace servant is a man who is too mortal to the point of being more mortal, but as soon as he approaches the sword furnace, he feels uncomfortable all over and can have nightmares for several days when he goes back.

"Your Majesty," the palace maid swallowed, his breath sinks into his dantian, and said with a loud voice, "The Queen Mother... The Queen Mother has passed away!"

There was still silence in the Sword Furnace Hall.

The palace servant listened for a moment, and there seemed to be a thorn on his knees, and he could not kneel down. He was about to continue howling, suddenly, a guard waved his hand, interrupted him, turned to the direction of the sword furnace, and closed his eyes - this guard was new, I don't know what it was, but he was not a human anyway. It is said that he had a clairvoyance and a gentle ear.

In the past one or two years, Your Majesty has no idea what happened. He is particularly fond of using these monsters who are not human and demonic, which is very unconventional.

But since the imperial teacher fell, no matter how unconventional he was, no one dared to speak. His Majesty has become more and more moody recently. He has been arbitrary and murdered people over the years. Although he would "death in literature" to glorify his ancestors, the old ministers who were worried about the country and the people outside the Duling Palace lined up to hit the pillars, and His Majesty did not blink, and the historian could not remember the name of the name. If there were any mistakes, wouldn't it be a waste of his good head? So gradually no one hit him.

The whole court was silent as if no one dared to argue with Emperor Wu, so he had to let the demonic energy in Duling Palace soar.

The palace maid held his breath in fear. After a moment, the guard turned around and explained: "Your Majesty said, let the Ministry of Rites be handled according to the old rules."

Palace man: "..."

It's gone?

The guard said flatly again: "Your Majesty also said that the Empress Dowager has gone, and he is very mournful and does not want to see anyone. He will be in seclusion for a few more days. Don't disturb me again."

The first time the palace man heard about this style of mourning, he didn't dare to ask more questions, so he wiped the tears left by the empress dowager, lowered his head and walked quickly, and turned a corner. He couldn't help but look back at the Sword Furnace Hall. In a trance, he saw the blood in the Sword Furnace Hall soaring into the sky.

The palace servant was shocked and rubbed his eyes hard, and then he could not see anything.

At this time, Sheng Lingyuan was burning things on the bluestone bricks in the Sword Furnace Hall. He sat patiently by the fire, burning all the bamboo slips with the draft of "Gold Forging" written on it, and threw the little things in the small box at his feet into the fire with expressionless expression. There were wood carvings and dolls, and the silk scrolls that he was too lazy to open... Finally, there was a Nanming stone with inherited heritage.

This one cannot be burned.

Sheng Lingyuan thought about it and injected a cluster of black gas into the Nanming Stone with his fingertips. The flame-colored stone of Zengqi Suzaku suddenly dimmed, covered with a gloomy curse breath, which was thrown aside by him.

After dealing with these, he calmly removed the complicated clothes on his body one by one, walked into the middle of the hall, and sat cross-legged in the middle of the pool of blood.

Xuan Ji was fighting the magic circle outside the hall. He wanted to rush over again and again, but when he was using the book, he hated him. He could not break the formation set up by His Majesty himself no matter what.

He knelt on the ground in a mess, wishing he could use his ten fingers to open the barrier of the magic array, and he had never hated that he was not good at learning skills like this.

"Get out of here! You bastard, you can't do it if you don't commit suicide, right? What are you going to do now! Sheng Xiao! You..."

Xuan Ji's scolding stopped abruptly, his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and then he let out a heart-wrenching scream: "Lingyuan!"

I saw countless black gas coming out of the magic circle and turning into millions of small knives, falling on Sheng Lingyuan like raindrops. But he just shook slightly, and the blood-colored face faded away like a tide, but his expression was calm. He opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes were not focal.

The knives drilled in and out of him, and his flesh cut repeatedly and healed rapidly. Then a blood light rushed straight into the sky, and he took out a heart from his chest.

Sheng Lingyuan glanced at the beating heart, as if it was just trimmed nails and hair, and then pinched a ball of black air and stuffed it into the wound on his chest. With a wave of his hand, the blood energy on the ground turned over and weaved a big blood-colored net, wrapped around the heart, constantly entangled and tightened, and finally shrank into an inch size and fell into Sheng Lingyuan's palm, like a blood-colored pearl, which was put into a small porcelain bottle by him.

Sheng Lingyuan in the magic circle suddenly split into two, and two identical men looked at each other, one looked cold and calm, like an exquisite stone statue and wood sculpture; the other was tired, and there seemed to be infinite sadness in his eyes.

The Sheng Lingyuan, who was more like a human, looked deeply in the direction of Xuan Ji, as if he could "see" Xuan Ji, and then he turned into a piece of feather-like blue smoke, drilled into the porcelain bottle, and disappeared.

Only a living zombie was left in the sword furnace.

The "living zombie" raised his hand and pressed it on his chest. The fatal wound on his chest quickly gathered as before. He caught his clothes, wrapped them casually, and thought of something. The corner of his stiff mouth lifted up two points.

He patiently adjusted the terrifying smile to the bronze mirror for a moment until from every angle it was as gentle as before... like a painting on it.
Chapter completed!