Liu Jue Wan Yao

Yaomen, Houshan.

This high mountain with ancient trees and centian has four seasons of scenery throughout the year, and it is a unique wonder of the "Silk Painting Peak" located in the central region.

The Silk Painting Peak is owned by the Yaomen, and the past lords of the Yaomen are all surnamed "Qi Guan", and they are in charge of almost all the large-scale medicine shops in the dynasty. The medicine and poison masters scattered all over the country are more or less related to the Yaomen, and of course there are also a few of Yeluzi.

In the whole world, people in the world would rather offend powerful ministers with power over others, and no one would dare to offend Yaomen Evil Venerable, unless they are sure that they will not get seriously ill or seriously injured in this life, and will not ask him for help and treatment!

The evil master of the medicine sect is rumored to be "the living dead, flesh and bones". There is only one he doesn't want to save, and there is nothing he can't save.

However, everyone in the world knows that the reason why Xie Zun is called "Xie" is because Xie Zun's temperament is difficult to distinguish, and the number of people killed is definitely not less than the number of people saved!

Chi-

A cold long sword sank into the woman's body, the blade pierced through the woman's heart, and the sharp point of the sword emerged from the woman's back.

The blood flowed along the blade until the tip of the sword dripped to the ground, and the bright red color made the sword even colder.

The woman seemed unconscious, and there was a gentle smile on her pretty face, like ripples on a calm lake, soft and tender.

It's a pity that the woman's complexion was as pale as paper, gradually revealing a lifeless look.

The woman didn't care about the long sword that pierced her body, and let her life gradually dissipate. She stretched out her arms, and slowly, inch by inch, approached the distance from the man's fingertips. When a man...

Qi Guan Mu Leng's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a "shua", the long sword was drawn out, the whole body of the sword was white, without a drop of blood.Blood spurted out, dyeing the woman's white clothes red.

However, red is not suitable for her.

Without the support of the sword, the woman fell helplessly towards the person she liked, who seemed to be close at hand, and as expected, Qi Guan Mu Han avoided her.Whether it's the distance they stand or the gap between their hearts, they are far away, and even, she can't get close to this person when she starts again.

The noble and indifferent Xie Zun is colder and more ruthless than the glacier in the extremely cold place. She can't melt a drop of water even if she tries her best.

Ten lifetimes of reincarnation, tired, tired, but still unable to extricate themselves, and finally chose a dead end.

The saddest thing was that she almost killed her loved one, but he didn't even have a trace of disgust or anger.

It's not reluctance, but he doesn't care, he doesn't care about her!

"Heh~" The woman gave a desolate smile, and after a flash of light, she didn't know where the strength and speed came from, but she grabbed Qi Guan Mu Han's arm and threw herself into the long-awaited embrace.This embrace is not warm, even lower than ordinary people's body temperature, just like this person looks cold, and there is a cold breath exuding from his body.

The woman couldn't help raising her head, but she could barely see the delicate chin of the other party.

"Xie, I can die in your arms... Yun Xun rests her eyes..." The woman who called herself Yun Xun laughed obsessively. She extravagantly hoped that Qi Guan Mu Han would lower his head and take a look at her, just one glance was enough.

But Qi Guan Mu Han didn't give her a look from the beginning to the end, he was always cold, like a snowman sculpted by ice, unpopular.

Qi Guan Mu Han moved his lips suddenly, and spit out the two words coldly, the pleasant voice was said dull and indifferent: "Let go."

As soon as these words came out, Yun Xun held onto her even tighter. Her smile was always so gentle, like a pool of spring water. Even if she was about to die, she was still the most beautiful woman in the world.

Yun Xun whispered softly, as if she was being intimate with her partner, she smiled, but she smiled so sadly, every frown and smile seemed desolate, "I hope that after I... die, there will be... someone better than me... Love you more...don't bully you...harm you...evil...I..."

I love you.

"Sorry……"

Yun Xun's voice became lower and lower, and her strength became weaker and weaker.

Qi Guan Mu Han's icy eyes were still cold and unmoved, he sheathed his sword, then pushed away Yun Xun's body, allowing him to collapse on the ground.

In the tenth reincarnation, she became him and then turned back to her.He is a general, a businessman, a knight... She is an oiran, a heroine, a princess, and a disaster... She has a different identity in every life, but she cannot escape this unresolved love in every life. I'll be alone all my life.

Only in this life, Yun Xun is not old yet, but her love still cannot end well.

Qi Guan Mu Han was Yun Xun's robbery.

Just because the young man under the Xieyu flower tree back then poured clear water day by day, which made her who had just become a demon fall, and she couldn't let go of it for life after life, but she couldn't get it in the end.

Qi Guan Mu Han bypassed Yun Xun's body, before leaving, he finally took a look at Yun Xun, and at the same time, Yun Xun's eyes flashed the last tear of her life.

Qi Guan Mu Han walked more than ten steps, then stopped suddenly, as if thinking to himself: "You can take revenge."

The young man hiding in the tree was shocked. He realized that he could not hide the truth from the evil venerable, so he simply jumped down and said with a wry smile, "Sister Yun Zhao understands my own decision. I can't blame the venerable, but... Hard to find."

Qi Guan Mu Han raised his eyelids and glanced at Yun Zhao, without saying another word, he walked away.

Seeing Qi Guan Mu Han walking away, until Qi Guan Mu Han's back disappeared around the corner, Yun Zhao walked to Yun Xun's body, stood quietly for a long time, and sighed helplessly: "Sister, I hope you... I will regret your choice today."

The breeze gradually picked up, rustling the treetops, and there was a young girl's silver bell-like smile vaguely in this voice...

Outsiders are always disliked by "native residents". Even in this filthy bottom, children are excluded outsiders, unwelcome sons of whores.

Once the brand mark is engraved on the body, it is difficult to erase.

Occasionally, the child heard that the cultivators passing by mentioned the soul. They said that all living beings are equal, and there is no distinction between high and low, beauty and ugliness.The skin will eventually turn into dust and return to nature, only the soul is the most real.

But is this really the case?

If it was true, then why did those cultivators look at him as if they saw something filthy when they passed by?Too disgusted to take another look?

After half a year, the child has gotten used to the life of this kind of mouse.

I am used to the sour smell on my body, I am used to the flies around me, I am used to the beating and scolding of children of the same age in groups, I am used to finding revenge on those who are alone, I am used to secretly going to the garbage dump in the cemetery in the middle of the night. Looking for food, I am also used to sometimes being beaten to death when looking for food, and being tortured by illness late at night and tossing and turning.

Even so, his desire to live never diminished.He didn't know why he wanted to live, even though countless disgusting and malicious eyes fell on him, even though his dilapidated body was already dying, even if he lived in a daze...he still wanted to live, more than anyone else live!

The weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected.

In the violence again and again, the child understands this more thoroughly.

Gradually, the child learns the way to survive in the inferior human nature. It turns out that surviving is not as difficult as imagined, but he is even more confused.

In order to survive, he learned to steal, to rob, and to go to prosperous places to pretend to be pitiful and win the sympathy of those fools.Although he didn't like their eyes, the kind of pitiful and self-conceited eyes.If they weren't inherently superior, would they still be able to overflow with compassion without scruple?

All this is just to satisfy their own superiority.

But he who has benefited seems to have no right to say these things, the child laughed at himself.

"Hey, old man, what are you hiding?" The arrogant and domineering voice came from the alley in front, and the voice sounded familiar.

Isn't this the leader of the little beggars?

I didn't expect to meet here, it's really a narrow road.

When the child arrived, the child was kicking an old beggar who was half-hanging.

Bullying the weak and bullying others is the cruelest and most ordinary law in this world. Children will not learn how those people bully the weak and fear the tough, but they will not have extra compassion for anyone.

The old beggar looks miserable, but who is not pitiful to those who are struggling at the bottom?Not enough to eat and not to wear warm clothes, earning money for a moldy steamed bun.

Sometimes, excess kindness can become a reminder.

He doesn't want to be nosy.

I wanted to turn around and leave, but in the blink of an eye, I found a handful of gray-white hairs faintly protruding from the old beggar's arms.

That is……

The child stopped and squinted at the tuft of fur.

You can't be wrong, this is the little wild cat that the child met by chance during one of his illnesses, and he hasn't met it since that time, and I didn't expect to see you here.

Thinking of the unbearable stomachache that day, the kitten even helped him keep warm, although he may have been sentimental.There was a struggle in the child's eyes, and finally a look of determination settled down.

The head of the child was beating the old beggar to the point of blood, and when he became excited, he struck more ruthlessly. Therefore, he did not notice a thin figure sneaking up behind him.

Boom!

There was a dull sound, and the child's head movement seemed to press the pause button.Seeing that the person was still standing, the child couldn't help but squeezed the big rock in his hand, and smashed it down with more force than before, and the child's head also fell to the ground, as if he had passed out.

These two strokes are not enough to just grow a swollen bag, they must have opened a big hole.In the absence of medicine, it is very likely to have a high fever. People like them can only rely on resistance. Who would come to see a doctor if they have no money?

The child looked at the blood-stained stone in his hand without blinking, his indifference was frightening.He threw the stone casually, walked around the "Kid King" and squatted down next to the old beggar.

"Meow……"

The wild cat's cry came from under the old beggar's body, and it sounded very weak. The child thought that the wild cat was injured, so he wanted to push the old beggar away.

The old beggar was really old, the skin exposed outside the cloth was full of deep folds, and he was thinner, many times thinner than a child.Those old loose folds hung over the bones like a dried-up skeleton, horrible and pathetic to look at.

The child patted the old beggar's face, the hard bones were chrome, as if they would fall apart if touched like this.The muddy palm left an unclear handprint on the old beggar's face.

"Hey, wake up."

"Ho...ho...uh..."

The old beggar slowly opened his eyes, and with some strength, he grabbed the child's wrist, opened his mouth, and made a hoarse and ugly voice, intermittent and out of tune.

The child frowned and resisted the thought of withdrawing his hand. He didn't like others touching him, it made him feel uncomfortable and had goosebumps all over his body.And the old beggar had a rotten stench when he opened his mouth. He probably had some strange disease, which caused the inside of his body to rot.

The old beggar didn't notice the child's uneasiness, and it was hard to find out in his condition.His eyes were so wide that it felt like they were going to pop out of their sockets.

Those eyes were cloudy and yellow, lifeless, as if something was missing.It is covered with a translucent film, which may be due to eye disease. There is light yellow mucus flowing from the corners of the old beggar's eyes, which looks a little disgusting.

The child held his breath a little and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to say?"

"Kill...Kill Uh...Ho Ho...Uh...I..."

The child seemed to understand what he meant, and looked at the old beggar thoughtfully, and then at the little wild cat that hadn't come out yet, feeling a little irritable for a while.

"You want to die?"

"Uh..." The old beggar nodded desperately, grabbing the child as if to grab the straw. He lived in too much pain, but death would be a relief.

"You want me to help you?" The child said lightly, alluding to murder.

"Ugh! Mmmmm!"

The old beggar nodded frantically. The child looked at the old beggar lightly, wondering what he was thinking. After a while, he said, "Okay."

The old beggar smiled stiffly, looking even more terrifying.

The child was not affected at all, he picked up the stone he had just thrown away, and smashed it neatly at the old beggar's head, the sharp corner of the stone pierced into the old beggar's temple, the dirty blood splashed all over the place, and the stench of corruption spread out , Choking the child to vomit.

Seeing that the old beggar was still breathless, the child pushed the old beggar's body away.

Freed, the little wild cat ran out quickly and crashed into the child's arms, "meow meow" lowly, as if in grief.

The child caught the little wild cat and found that it was not hurt, so he stopped worrying.

Suddenly, the body of the old beggar changed. No matter how skinny and skinny he was, he couldn't die without a trace, right? !The moment the old beggar's body disappeared, the child sharply saw a small gray bead on the ground, which immediately turned into powder.

If there are cultivators or monsters here, they will definitely find that this is a demon pill.

It's just an unqualified demon pill.

Generally, only monsters who have succeeded in enlightenment will condense demon cores, and unqualified demon cores are monsters that have failed in enlightenment.

"Wu Jie" refers to the unique advancement of monsters.

People need to enlighten their wisdom, while demons need to comprehend and comprehend the way of robbery that belongs to them.Just like snakes have to shed their skin, birds have to moult, trees have annual rings... Every monster has its own disasters, and only after a thorough understanding can it grow and become stronger.The monsters who fail to realize the calamity will usually degenerate or die outright. If this old beggar is a monster, it is really rare that he can retain his spiritual wisdom after failing to realize the calamity.

The child and the little wild cat stared at each other for a long time, finally blinked their sour eyes, and said to a cat, "You are not like him, are you?"

he?who is he?

"Meow~" the little wild cat yelled childishly, and the voice was a little weak.

"Ahem..." The unconscious child on the ground, Boss Wang, suddenly coughed. The child looked over vigilantly, and seeing that the person hadn't woken up, he ran away with the little wild cat in his arms.

Although I thought about killing the little beggar, but after thinking about it, the two hits he made were quite ruthless, and it was considered revenge.

Just because he's not afraid of killing people doesn't mean he likes killing people.

Even if he struggles to survive in the darkest circles, he will not let the cruelty of reality strip him of his humanity.He only does what he thinks is right, keeps the bottom line, and will not lose himself.