"Of course it's because I want to die."

Seeing Song Xi coming, Xie Yue inexplicably felt confident.

While feeding himself the healing elixir and calming his breath, he answered the words owed Xixi, with a genuine puzzlement on his face, as if he was seriously answering Yin Yi's question, "What else can suicide be for?"

"To play house with you?"

Daisy just opened her mouth, before she had time to speak, she only had time to gasp in pain: "..."

Reasonable, but sick.

Silver Clothes didn't speak, nor did he get angry, and was unusually patient.

He just stood there, staring at Daisy motionless, his eyes stubborn and single-minded.

Just waiting for her answer.

Either relief, or give up.

"Silver coat."

The woman in wolf riding costume took a few steps forward, and stood in front of the silver coat that was on the verge of collapse. She raised her hand, gently stroked the man's cheek, and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The fingertips were pale, and the reflected blood was shocking.

Yin Yi tilted his head nostalgicly, wanting to lean on her palm, "I'm here."

The woman didn't shrink back, nor did she run away.

She hooked her lips, and said the last sentence lightly, "You promised me."

"Won't let this face hurt."

Yin Yi was stunned in mid-air, and the secret joy that gradually spread on his face froze on his face, making his whole personality extraordinarily funny.

"You broke your promise."

Daisy ignored the man's low pressure, her eyes were a little blurred, she stared at the handsome face in silver clothes, and traced his outline with her fingertips.

The woman murmured, "Yinyi, you don't look like him anymore."

The silver clothes lowered his eyelids, and the long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. The violent and paranoid man looked extraordinarily well-behaved at the moment.

"daisy."

With a deep voice, he asked a little self-defeating, "Is there something I'm not as good as him?"

"Obviously I met you first."

"After so many years, why can't you look at me in your eyes?"

"..."

Daisy was silent.

It's rare for Yinyi not to go crazy, his heart and eyes are full of daisies, just waiting for an answer.

In the silence.

There were only two people with drawn eyes.

"..."

To be honest, Song Xi felt that she had time-traveled again.

Maybe it's the scene of a dog-blooded stand-in abuse article, or it's the kind where the hero and heroine express their hearts, and there should be eight cameras in a circle, with no dead ends.

Song Xi glanced at the group of Jing Mimi who were busy feeding him pills to adjust his breath and adjust his state, and finally felt a little relieved.

It's okay, these personal biographers are quite clear-headed.

She glanced at Silver Clothes and Daisy, who were immersed in the love of "Why Doesn't She Love Me" and "Why She Loves Him" ​​at the eight o'clock show.

"..."

"No."

Song Xi was puzzled and randomly yelled at the nearest cultivator, and beeped softly without turning his head, "Why does he despise love brains so much?"

"Isn't he just a big love brain?"

It seems that he is willing to serve as a substitute for others.

She still remembered how disgusted Yin Yi looked when she showed her love to Qiu Daoyuan in public.

How dare you? ?

The monk next to him didn't respond for a long time, so Song Xi turned his head.

She asked people, no problem.

As soon as she turned her head, she suddenly realized that something was wrong, and quickly turned her head to see who was standing beside her.

An Yuzhi? !

She asked just now, but it was An Yuzhi who asked for sympathy? !

That idiot An Yuzhi, Yingying Yanyan, who found a whole bunch of substitutes, and even lived and died for the original heroine? !

"I'm sorry, I asked the wrong person." Song Xi apologized quickly and sincerely, "I forgot that you are also a love brain."

An Yuzhi: "???"

How presumptuous are you? !

Silver clothes and Daisy, the stand-in sadomasochistic dog-blood melon, she was a little full and a little confused.

Song Xi touched the coffin artifact in his storage bag, and he hesitated a little.

Geng Xun is still in the coffin.

Yin Yi's face looked too much like Geng Xun's.

When they caught Geng Xun, Geng Xun was wearing Langqi's everyday plain clothes, obviously working for Yinyi.

Song Xi had to suspect that Daisy was using Silver Clothes as Geng Xun's stand-in.

If she was the only one, she would have directly pulled Geng Xun out and smashed it between the two people whose eyes were drawn and said nothing.

Let the Lord of White Moonlight directly appear on the stage, and come to a wave of Shura field.

But there are still too many monks in Yong'an City, and there are a large number of direct disciples at the scene.

Seeing that Yinyi was on the brink of collapse, it was obviously not a good decision to drive him crazy now and press the last straw that broke the camel's back.

But Geng Xun must be pulled out for a walk.

Song Xi looked around thoughtfully.

First of all, the few people who came with her were excluded.

Not only have they been with her all the time, there is a high probability that they don't know what's going on inside, but also...

It is estimated that there is no emotional master who can analyze the cause and effect for her.

Song Xi glanced at Ye Wangyou, who was holding a pair of big hammers and was ready to move. He just waited for the other pros to adjust their status and wanted to rush to fight Ye Wangyou.

Suddenly remembered how she had pinched her peach blossoms to pieces with her own hands, and scolded others for being hypocritical without knowing it.

"..."

Dead straight girl, forget it.

Song Xi moved his eyes away, and then fell on Shen Xiaobai again.

——In the original book, he was forced to become a monk by the hero and heroine, but he still didn't forget to follow behind the original heroine, giving up his life to lick the dog with full marks.

Shit, this is not reliable.

As for Shu Ziran and Kou Junwu.

Song Xi ignored it directly.

After all, one is full of alchemy and introversion, worrying about this and that, and the other has no brain at all.

That Chunchun is an emperor who is not in a hurry to combine eunuchs and eunuchs.

"..."

Song Xi can only hope that the first wave will meet the few people in silver clothes.

But Xie Yue and Nie Shaoyi were obviously not free.

Two people are pulling.

The reason is that Xie Yue caught Nie Shaoyi who wanted to take advantage of Yinyi's illness and kill Yinyi to launch a sneak attack and throw magic weapons.

Pulling his waistband, Xie Yue pulled him to the back violently, and stuffed a healing elixir into the mouth of the exhausted but still extremely excited boy.

Nie Shaoyi almost choked to death. He was about to get angry when he turned his head and saw that it was his idol Xie Yue who was squeezing him, so he suppressed his anger, "Why don't you let me beat him up!"

Xie Yue raised his eyebrows, "It's dawn, the rain is clear, are you okay?"

"Throwing away so many magical artifacts and scrapping them on Yinyi, don't you have any points for the difference in strength between the two of you?"

"At least the strong in the middle stage of transformation, you said that you can sneak attack and die?"

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Xie Yue would almost want to hold him by the neck and taunt him.

"It's hard for him to be immersed in love and love. We can take a breath and hurry up to heal. Why do you have to go up and provoke him?"

Nie Shaoyi pursed his mouth aggrievedly: "..."

As expected of an idol, he looks handsome when he scolds others, "Then what shall we do now?"

"Delay time."

Xie Yue's eyes fell on the gloomy magic circle above his head, he took out the Langhao brush without hesitation, and began to draw his exclusive "Shrinking Earth into Inch" Talisman, "Or run away collectively."

Song Xi screened them one by one, and his eyes fell on Tu Weiwei.

After taking the healing elixir, she propped her chin to watch the show, and now she was obviously... bored and almost fell asleep.

Song Xi was silent: "..."

I almost forgot, this is a master who specializes in handsome cp.

The remaining two people.

One Qin Ya and one Jingchen Buddha.

A ruthless Taoist monk, a Buddhist who does not enter the world of mortals, and even a Buddhist who lacks the seven emotions and six desires.

"..."

Song Xi covered his face in despair, this time he was really numb.

She understood it.

With so many top sects in the world of cultivating immortals, they have worked so hard to raise a single person who is even a little bit normal in terms of emotions.

Destroy it, bored.

The world of cultivating immortals has come to an end in their current class.

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