Master, he is the king of zombies [Transmigration Book]

Yan Yu's eyes flickered, and he thought of many past events for a while, he sighed softly and said, "Go ahead."

Mo Xian smiled miserably. His lips had turned black and his spiritual power had declined, but his vitality became more and more "exuberant". He said, "Senior brother, I like you."

Yan Yu's face turned pale in an instant, he struggled several times, and finally said: "Don't mess around, now is not the time to talk about these things."

Mo Xian suddenly became violent, grabbed Yan Yu's shoulders with both hands, and said viciously: "Nonsense? My good brother...I not only like you..."

Yan Yu knew that this was the reason that thing had flared up again, so he didn't intend to argue with Mo Xian, but just stretched out his hand to help Mo Xian to the soft collapse.

However, before meeting Mo Xian, Mo Xian had already opened his mouth, this time in a crisp voice, "I like Qing'er too..."

Yan Yu only felt a thunderbolt in his head!The whole person stood there in a posture of reaching out.

Mo Xian was already lying down, looking at Yan Yu, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and there seemed to be a trace of sadness, "What? Is senior brother so surprised? Qing'er is so energetic, causing troubles all day long, I really can't see him It's from the water spirit root, obviously... like a little sun..." Mo Xian looked into Yan Yu's eyes and said, "I don't know since when, my heart has been dominated by that demon king of the world. I took it away...you are the same...brother?"

Yan Yu was silent for a long time, then slowly said: "Since when did you..."

Mo Xian coughed a few times, and said with confusion in his eyes: "I fell in love with Senior Brother not long after I started, and it has been 3000 years now...I was weak at that time, and Master was busy retreating all day, It was almost my senior brother who brought me up... Maybe since then, I hope that my senior brother can give me some eyes during sword practice..."

Yan Yu was at a loss for a while, and he also thought of those memories that had been deeply buried in his mind.

Mo Xian laughed at himself again, "But brother, you are really obsessed with your way...you are so talented and spiritually powerful...do you know that Master is very satisfied with you, Master has much better eyesight than yours, and he even specially warned me not to stand in your way, block Yanqingzong's way...hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha... ...." Mo Xian laughed while talking, but the laughter was too miserable.

Yan Yu opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

Mo Xian reached out to touch Yan Yu's cheek, although Yan Yu felt a little uncomfortable, but seeing Mo Xian's miserable appearance, he did not escape in the end.

Mo Xian continued: "After the fall of the master, you took over the burden of the head, and then it became colder every day...I saw it in my eyes, but I also felt balanced, even though you didn't love me. Me, but you don’t love others, you only love your Dao and this Yanqing Sect, or the whole world, then... I can accept it.” Mo Xian’s eyes glistened with tears , he suddenly roared:

"Why? Why did Qing'er show up! Why did you fall in love with Qing'er! Do you know... how jealous I was of Qing'er after you brought Qing'er back to the sect that day? I secretly instigated many disciples to trip Qing'er...but...but..." Mo Xian had tears in his eyes, "Qing'er he . . . it's really nice."

"Obviously an 11-year-old child, when facing his senior brothers who are stronger than him, he can advance and retreat properly. Being attracted by Qing'er, she is obviously so weak, but inside she is like a raging fire inside, what kind of beauty is that!"

Mo Xian's eyes sparkled, Yan Yu listened silently without saying a word.

"Different from you, Qing'er is very close to me. As long as you train him hard, he will definitely come to me to complain, and I am willing to spoil him... Do you think it is strange? I obviously have a There are a lot of disciples, but none of them are as close to me as Qing'er... I once thought that I couldn't understand loneliness, but when Qing'er asked me to finish complaining and leave, I could feel a kind of Thoroughly lonely..." Mo Xian stared at Yan Yu and said, "Brother, aren't you?"

Perhaps because of a guilty conscience, Yan Yu didn't look directly at Mo Xian this time.

Mo Xian suddenly smiled ferociously and said, "I hate you so much! I hate you so much! Do you know how much I hated you when I found out that you and Qing'er were connected! How much resentment! Why... Why are my two favorite people together! You are together, what should I do! What can I do!" Mo Xian's voice became cold, "Later... the prophecy came ——The son of luck, destroy Yanqing; the immortals and demons are in chaos, break and stand."

Yan Yu suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

The son of luck, destroy Yanqing;

Immortals and demons are in chaos, broken and then erected.

Qinger...

Yan Yu's performance was completely noticed by Mo Xian, and Mo Xian smiled and said: "Brother, is your heart hurting now? Why bother, things are already like this. I just want to tell you today... about Qing'er ..."

Yan Yu said urgently: "Say!"

Seeing this, Mo Xian coughed again, coughing up several mouthfuls of black blood, Yan Yu hurriedly patted his back to tell him not to worry.

Mo Xian shook his head, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes, "Even though senior brother is ruthless on the face, he is still worried about the people he cares about...Senior brother, Fei Wuxin came to Yanqing sect to provoke you back then, you were retreating, and My old injury was not healed, Qing'er resisted the demons with her own strength, and drew a tie with Fei Wuxin. It was probably at that time that Fei Wuxin cast him a heart demon... something like a heart demon , can inspire and even guide people's desires, Qing'er has never realized it...but I realized it, but I...didn't tell anyone..."

Yan Yu's eyes became astringent, and he said, "Why..."

Mo Xian thought for a while, and said: "Probably... I hope Qing'er can become more lively and accept me..."

Yan Yu smiled wryly, his fingertips trembling slightly.

Mo Xian struggled to change his position on the soft bed, and his nails turned black, he gasped a little: "I didn't expect that Qing'er would be so obsessed with you that he imprisoned you, I didn't even think that...Qing'er is the son of the prophecy. Do you know? Although the person who told me about it was Mr. Guangmu from Xiaotian Pavilion, I only found out later...Xiao The news about Tiange came from Fei Wuxin."

Mo Xian suddenly coughed up a big mouthful of black blood, and then gasped for breath, "Brother...I'm sorry...I know you love Qing'er very much, and I know you don't hold any grudges." Qing'er imprisoned you, and I told you about it, not for the sake of the world, but for my own selfishness, I don't want...to see you and Qing'er together, but I..." Mo Xian's eyes were red, "I really didn't expect that you would really kill Qing'er... or the way of dying...Qing'er died...you also said Broken heart, is it really worth it? I..."

Yan Yu couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted with red eyes: "Enough! Shut up!" Then he controlled his emotions and calmed down, saying: "This is the end, for the righteousness, for the Dao, I must do this!"

Mo Xian smiled with tears running down his face, "Haha, senior brother, you are really cruel. Before she died, Qing'er went to the demon world to find Jiang Huangcao for you. You didn't hold back at all when you started... "Mo Xian pointed to the outside of the hall, and said: "Look at this fairy world that you guarded with Qing'er's life, look at the current situation of our brothers and sisters, Qing'er is back... he must It’s for revenge, brother, I beg you, confess to Qing’er...he likes you so much, he will forgive you..."

Yan Yu smiled wryly again, he did not forget the wariness and indifference in Qing'er's eyes when he saw Qing'er again in the demon world, his own Qing'er... was no longer there.

But who can blame this?

In a trance, his thoughts returned to the Promise Palace that year.

The jade is picturesque, and the plum fragrance is overflowing...

"Master, disciple Yu Qing is here to pay respects to Master. He must practice hard, not seeking to be famous in the world, but only hoping to honor Master wholeheartedly. All the ancestors of the Yanqing Sect will witness together..."

Such a young man with a delicate face, such warm and sincere eyes, such a "different" oath...

Obviously it happened more than 1000 years ago...but it seems like yesterday.

The world and the one you love, choose one of the two.

This is just a simple multiple-choice question. If he chooses one, he must give up the other.

Thinking like this, Yan Yu patted Mo Xian's shoulder, and said, "Don't think too much, as a cultivator in the Transcending Tribulation Period, these things won't be fatal. You should try to channel your spiritual power first," Yan Yu said from his sleeve. Take out a purple talisman, "This is a localization talisman, which can seal the domain around you. With this, your injuries will not worsen. I just lost some spiritual power to you twice, and I have cleared some of the 'things'. You just rest here." After saying that, Yan Yu was about to leave.

Mo Xian hurriedly called Yan Yu, "Brother!"

Yan Yu turned around, still dressed in white as a picture, with an outstanding demeanor, unparalleled in the world, behind him was the sky full of flames, "Huh?"

Mo Xian smiled, "Brother, take care too, don't work too hard."

Yan Yu nodded, and strode out of the hall. Mo Xian looked at it like this, and felt that the hall was as cold as ice, and the man's back was getting further and further away, and finally left his sight... .

He suddenly had a feeling that this was probably the last side of his life...

Going up the mountain when he was young, apprenticeship to the master, teaching from senior brothers, battle between immortals and demons... All these pictures of the past came to his mind.

He suddenly realized that he was over 400 years old.

Three thousand and four hundred years is enough for a mortal to reincarnate for dozens of lives, or even a hundred lives...

Somehow, his tears fell again...

The author has something to say:

Mo Xian is also a complex character;

The author suddenly found that this article is full of hard-working characters... well, the next article will try to be more cheerful;

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