You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 154 Please don’t stop me!

"I don't even know your full name..."

Changqing held a slate in his hand, but he did not carve on it. He did not know what name to carve.

Changqing felt very stupid and wanted to laugh but couldn't.

Finally, the evergreens are engraved side by side:

The tomb of Weiwei’s mother;

Vivi's Tomb.

A black curtain covered the sky, dotted with millions of stars and the crisp chirping of insects.

An hour later, the sound of leaves rubbing against each other was suddenly heard in the woods, and a bright white figure emerged.

Jiao Cang has returned to his original form and nodded to Chang Qing.

Just as Chang Qing was about to stand up, two streaks of light appeared in the sky and flew towards him at high speed.

The figures revealed in the light were Zhong Baixuan and Yun Qinghan. Seeing that Chang Qing had not returned for a long time, they became worried and came over.

Unexpectedly, when I arrived, I saw a two-meter-tall white giant wolf standing next to Changqing.

This really scared the two men, and they thought Changqing was in danger, so they were about to take action.

Before the attack arrived, Chang Qing's voice came out unexpectedly:

"Brother Zhong, Sister Yun, please stop."

The messy hair covered Changqing's face, and the two people who fell behind could not see his expression clearly.

Yun Qinghan felt something strange and frowned.

Zhong Baixuan also felt that there was something wrong with the person in front of him, so he took a half step back and took a defensive stance.

Changqing turned around and took one last look at the tombstone.

There was some change in the view of Chang Qing in Zhong Baixuan and Yun Qinghan's eyes at this moment.

A layer of mist appeared beside Changqing, and then quickly dissipated. The person in front of them gave them a feeling that he was similar in appearance but different in spirit.

The two of them just looked at Changqing with his back to them, not knowing what had happened.

Chang Qing let out a long breath, as if he wanted to let out the depression in his heart.

When I turned around again, the familiar face had changed greatly.

The originally gentle face suddenly became angular, a hint of coldness covered the originally warm face, and a tree-shaped mark gradually emerged between the eyebrows, full of mystery.

The second level of Qingtian Nianqing Jue was actually affected by the first level, and began to operate crazily in an alternative and compatible way. The seven emotions that had been suppressed began to surge and boil.

And this time, there was no suppression!

The power of the seven emotions began to flow in the meridians, and the long hair gradually began to glow with colorful light. The blue pupils also radiated the seven-colored divine light, and the seven-colored divine light blew on the clothes and long hair, slowly floating.

When those eyes rested on the two of them, they felt a chill down their spines.

There was an odd harmony between tranquility and murderous intent in those light blue eyes.

"Danger!!"

An intuitive sense of crisis made the two men retreat several feet. Murderous intent burst out from this man, making the already mysterious Changqing sharp. The air turned into a sharp blade, piercing the skin painfully.

The two were so shocked by this change that they were speechless.

“Junior Brother Ji, you…” Yun Qinghan called out uncertainly.

"Please don't stop me!" Chang Qing's voice was a little cold, without the previous respect, and filled with murderous intent.

While the two were still in a daze, a blue-gold light flashed, and a blue-gold winged shadow emerged from behind Changqing.

"Jiao Cang, lead the way!" Chang Qing's cold voice was heard, suppressing endless anger.

Jiao Cang's figure flashed into the air and flew quickly into the distance.

Changqing flapped its wings gently and followed closely without falling behind at all.

Yes, Changqing was very angry. Was it because of the persecuted villagers? Partly.

But most of the time, it was because of the little girl Vivi. There was not much other reason, just because he cared about her. This was the most direct reason, and it was enough.

He wants revenge, but he is not a saint and he cannot give his enemy a quick death.

He wants to return the misery to these people one by one!!

Let the enemy die in pain, even if he is reborn, he must live with this pain! !

Watching the two people go away, Zhong Baixuan and Yun Qinghan stood there in a daze.

Yun Qinghan patted his head before coming to his senses, and said in shock:

"Is that Changqing? That little weakling? Is that Jiaocang? That little dog? Lao Bai, I feel like my brain is not enough!"

Then he immediately reacted and said, "Great! I've been hiding this for so long, it turns out he is the masked lunatic!"

Zhong Baixuan couldn't help but say: "Junior Brother Qing is really...amazing!"

The two looked at each other, both guessing what Chang Qing would do next, and felt a little anxious.

Zhong Baixuan asked: "Then... chase?"

Yun Qinghan gritted his teeth and said, "Of course, help him solve this problem first, and then I will duel with him when I return!!"

"They are flying so fast, it's hard to catch them!" Zhong Baixuan marveled at the speed.

"It's okay. I have a treasure that can track auras. There must be more than one evil cultivator. Maybe Changqing will be the one who suffers!"

Yun Qinghan took out a small translucent bead from the bracelet, injected spiritual power into it, and spun it around. He captured a wisp of breath left by Changqing and quickly followed the direction of the bead.

The wind was howling fiercely, and a thousand miles passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiaocang stopped in a valley, and Changqing followed him down. Looking at the large fire in the mountain and the faint sounds of conversation, Changqing knew that this was the place.

Although Changqing was affected by the power of the seven emotions at this moment, he was not controlled. Instead, he retained absolute rationality. The perfect combination of the first and second levels of Qingtian Nianqing Jue made Changqing very satisfied.

Chang Qing did not let Jiao Cang follow him. He used Qing Tian Nian Qing Jue to suppress his own aura to the lowest level. Unless you looked closely, it would basically not be detected.

Following the road between the mountains, we slowly groped our way towards the brightly lit city.

When he got closer, Chang Qing was stunned. On the gate of the village in front of him were written the words "Blood Soul Village" in large letters.

"Enemies always meet again~"

Chang Qing was amazed at this wonderful fate. He had just killed the sixth leader of this village not long ago, but he didn't expect to meet him again tonight.

His eyes lit up with colorful light as he looked inside. It would have been fine if he hadn't looked inside, but once he looked inside, Chang Qing felt his scalp tingling and anger rising up his chest.

What is in Changqing's eyes?

Blood and mud are used as soil, bones are used to pave the road, and human skin is used to make drums!

There are also flowers made of heads and spines planted on the roadside, swaying in the wind.

The moonlight was a little colder, and when the mountain wind blew, the stench of rancid blood rushed into my nose.

A few evil cultivators sitting in front of the fire in the distance were drinking blood-red wine. When they were having a good time, they picked up the toothpick on the table and started picking their teeth. The toothpick turned out to be a child's rib! !

Chang Qing looked at the hellish scene and suddenly felt that letting these people die in pain seemed... a bit too easy for them.

Changqing did not rush in directly. A crazy idea gradually emerged in his mind.

This thought was pure malice, a malice that Chang Qing never dared to think about, let alone do.

Changqing's figure began to flash around the outermost part of the city, but he hid very well and was not noticed.

Half an hour later, Changqing's figure appeared in front of the mountain gate of Xuehun Village, appearing here openly.

The moment Changqing appeared, the evil cultivator from Blood Soul Village discovered this stranger with colorful long hair.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into my Blood Soul Village? Are you looking for death?" An evil cultivator on patrol shouted at Chang Qing.

Changqing did not answer. A black sword appeared in his left hand with a flash of light. A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He seemed not to have heard the words of the evil cultivator and walked straight forward.

"Looking for death!" The evil cultivator immediately raised the blood-red long sword in his hand and slashed towards Chang Qing.

Chang Qing didn't waste any words. A shadow of Fuyao Jue flashed behind him and he dodged the attack by turning sideways. A colorful sword light flashed out and the black sword was reflected in the pupils of the evil cultivator.

Heads flew, blood splattered, and bodies fell to the ground.

Changqing shook off the blood on the blade and looked at the group of evil cultivators who had rushed over after hearing the noise.

The group of evil cultivators formed a circle around Chang Qing, with the black and red spiritual power surging in their hands, and they were very cautious.

At this time, a figure appeared from behind. He had a bald head, a scar on his face, and a naked upper body, revealing a sturdy body. He had the strength of the fifth level of the Pi Hai Realm.