Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

The sky was clearly divided into two halves, one half was water, the other half was fire. When the water and fire collided, they retreated a hundred steps.

The man in white retreated to the pool and occupied the top of the mountain.

Yun Xu retreated to the cliff, holding a long whip to shake the light, standing in the air, the flames all over her body were dazzling.

The moment of separation, they collided again, and the overwhelming water vapor enveloped the entire mountain, and only bits and pieces of light could be seen.

Ten miles away, Feng Changan was watching this scene, starting from his side, the azaleas all over the mountains and plains were overflowing from the stamens.

The water droplets are poisonous, slipping between the leaves of the pedicel and corroding the azalea.

The azalea was corroded into a red juice that flowed on the ground, and the sticky liquid wrapped the soil, making every inch stiff, depriving all vitality.

mountain top.

"Bang!" The sharp sword and long whip collided again.

Visible to the naked eye, criss-cross grids emerged on the water mist, dotted with dots on the grid, the fire-colored chess pieces were imposing, and the water-colored chess pieces retreated steadily.

In the chess game, Yun Xu clearly had the upper hand. The sword in his hand was tightly wrapped around the shaking light, and with a slight tug, the sword flew out of the man's hand.

"Say, who are you?!"

The white-robed man didn't even have time to react, one hand had already grabbed his neck, the tighter it was, the more it threatened to break his head.

Yun Xu raised him with one hand, and smiled sinisterly: "Since you don't say anything, I'll take you in, throw you into the alchemy furnace, and burn it with the Nine Nether Fire. It's up to you to say it or not."

The Nine Nether Flames can burn artifacts on the top and evil ghosts on the bottom. It burns everywhere and is indestructible when touched.

Shenhuo ranks tenth on the list, from Fengdu.

Although its fire is divine fire, its fire spirit is naturally rebellious, and has a fierce reputation, often turning back on its master.

This kind of divine fire, no matter how powerful it is, everyone will avoid it, for fear that it will take away their minds and become a walking dead.

If someone else heard that he would be burned by the fire of Jiuyou, he would have begged for mercy, but the white-robed man didn't seem to feel anything at all. From the beginning to the end, he was like a puppet performing the task.

Two-to-two confrontation, Yun Xu had no patience, just when he really planned to break off the head of the white-robed man, a white light erupted from the white-robed man's forehead.

The next moment, the whole person disappeared out of thin air.

Ran?

Yun Xu's face darkened, she closed her eyes and searched, but she couldn't find any trace of the place where her spiritual sense explored.

It's like an unremarkable fish swimming into the sea, making it difficult to catch.

The rotten air has spread to his feet from afar, and the bright red juice drips from the rotten branches and leaves, dripping on the silk and satin upper.

The sound of water droplets was infinitely amplified in the ear, mixed with the sound of air tearing that pierced the eardrum.

Yun Xu opened her eyes suddenly, and sideways avoided the sharp sword attacking from the void.

The sharp sword shone with icy blue light, bent in the air, one divided into three, three divided into nine, nine divided into 81, so many overlapping, when stacked to tens of thousands, it stabs down like drizzle!

When the ten thousand sharp swords were about to stab Yunxu's head, a raging fire rose from Yunxu's body, and he shook the light in his hand.

The black long whip carried flames, like a ferocious hungry wolf, roaring and tearing at the surroundings, the sharp sword was torn and cracked, and when it was whipped again, it was directly shattered into pieces.

"Give you two options, one: suicide, two: I will kill."

The white-robed man appeared behind him, turned his wrist, and condensed into a sharp sword. The sharp sword stirred up layers of ripples in the lake, and came through the air!

Yun Xu straightened his arms to shake the light, and then blocked it. The power of this sword was obviously much stronger than before, it seemed to be doubled, and he took several steps back to stabilize his figure.

But the sharp sword was still indomitable, and the pair of hands with well-defined joints and delicate ceramics held the sharp sword and kept pressing down.

Yun Xu sneered: "It's up to you?" He raised his leg and slammed.

The knee made of steel was about to hit the white-robed man's upper abdomen, the white-robed man's eyes turned, he let go of the sword with his left hand, and in the flash of flint, his palm was already on his knee, completely restraining the blow.

"It's just me."

The white-robed man's phoenix eyes were cold, and his eyes were filled with the chill of trying to crush his opponent into the dust.

"Don't think too hard about yourself."

The sound was like water hitting a bluestone, and it was thrown into Yunxu's ears with a clear and stern voice. The sound was obviously not loud, but it carried a majestic force, like a turbulent wave, making people breathless for no reason.

This person...how could he be so much stronger all of a sudden?

Yun Xu gritted her teeth, cold sweat dripping from her forehead.

He stood on one foot, one foot being pressed by the opponent, his muscles tensed like a bow and arrow, he was afraid that if he took a step back or fired a wrong arrow, he would be split into two pieces by a sharp sword in his chest.

"Apologize to me!" The white-robed man suddenly said something inexplicable.

"apologize?"

Eyelashes were stained with cold sweat, covering his vision, and Yun Xu's arms were shocked by the sharp sword that was pressed hard on the long whip.

He looked down at the smooth forehead of the man in white robe, like a wolf cub in a desperate situation, and said viciously: "What the hell are you!"

Hearing this, the white-robed man stepped up his strength, forcing the fluttering light into an arc with a sharp sword in his hand.

"Apologize or not?"

Yun Xu felt that this thing was mentally ill, and she didn't feel sorry for him, so why apologize? !

Afraid of the opponent's strength, he didn't speak.

As if guessing what he was thinking, the white-robed man became stronger, and the overwhelming blade almost swallowed Yun Xu.

Yun Xu used the things from the underworld to venture into the dream with his spiritual sense. Before entering the dream, he suffered a lot of wear and tear. After entering the dream, his dream cannot be controlled by him, and he is in a weak position.

If there is a real fight, the strength will be limited.

Moreover, this is a dream, and if the fight is too fierce, the owner of the dream will be stimulated into a lunatic, unable to distinguish between dream and reality.

It's okay for his own spiritual consciousness to suffer some damage, but it's just a few years of nurturing, but his main purpose is to see if the young man is a master, not to fight or harm others.

With the sharp sword in front and the blade beside it, he quickly cut Yunxu's robe one after another, till the end, the knife saw blood.

After all, it is not flesh/body, his entire form is made up of spirit consciousness, and a knife cut on the spirit consciousness is hundreds of times more painful than flesh/body.

But even so, he didn't say a word, just pretending that you have the ability to hack me to death.

Once the consciousness is broken, one is either crazy or stupid.

The man in white stared at his face carefully for a long time, and finally seemed to be sure that he would not apologize, so he snorted coldly and put away his sword.

"Immediately, immediately, get out!"

Yun Xu lost all strength and fell to her knees.

I don't know what this thing is, the battle line is getting longer and longer, but the strength of this thing is getting stronger and stronger, just like a different person...

changed person...

Changed?

Yun Xu was stunned, looking up at the figure of the white-robed man walking away.

The previous scenes flashed in his mind frame by frame, from the first time Feng Changan saw his expression, to being ejected by a tyrannical force during the investigation, to the broken Qingming sword that appeared in the dream, and before and after. The man in white robe seemed to be a different person...

His thoughts were racing, as if some important information had been missed by him, and he couldn't connect these things together to see the truth.

If Feng Changan is really a master, why would he be indifferent when he sees him?

Master, he hated himself so much that he refused to forgive him until he died.

I wish I could kill him alive, make lanterns from his skin, make cups from his bones, feed the meat to dogs, and plant flowers with his blood, so that he can die cleanly, without polluting this world of mortals for three thousand feet.

And he, he chose not to die, but chose to live in the world, stubbornly and stubbornly waiting for the return of a man who has lost his soul.

He said he was stupid, but he admitted it, because he never thought he was smart.

Yun Xu got up slowly, turned around and looked at Qingmingjian, who was about to check Qingmingjian again, when the white light of Qingmingjian flashed, and the white-robed man stood in the pool holding the sword.

With frost in his brows and eyes, he mechanically repeated what he said before: "Who is here?"

Under the warm sun in July, take a bucket of ice water.

Yun Xu's whole body was stiff, and she reacted suddenly, turning into a red light and chasing the man in white robe who was walking away.

Feng Chang'an had expected that Yun Xu would leave and come back, everything went as he planned, the moment he was trapped in his arms, the sharp sword in his hand was happily spinning around his fingertips.

The visitor softly whispered in his ear, "Master."

The voice was hoarse and low, and the hot air sprayed in the ears, causing a burst of numbness.

Feng Chang'an almost fell out of shock from the sword spinning around at his fingertips. He barely managed to stabilize his mind, retracted the sharp sword, and stabbed his back with a backhand.

He struck fast and ruthlessly, without any mercy.

As expected, the next moment, someone grabbed his hand, and the man pulled his fingers away, and slowly forced him to let go of the sharp sword, "Master, you are still the same, you can kill as you want, you are very heartless."

With his hot chest pressed against Feng Changan's back, Feng Changan couldn't help but feel his heart beating extremely fast. It was a kind of dread that he saw the enemy was about to be caught but was afraid of being found out, "I don't know you."

"I know Master." Yun Xu said.

Feng Chang'an's eyes turned cold, and the rotten azaleas gathered from the ground again on the branches, "Today we are at the end of our master-student relationship, so what's the point of not knowing each other?"

Azalea was torn into the air by a powerful force, and rushed to Yunxu's back with an obvious cold light, as sharp as the tip of a dagger.

"Let go, or I will kill you."

Yun Xu, who had no parents since he was a child, was raised by a charlatan whom he called his adoptive father.

They are like street mice, a piece of mouse droppings in the clear soup, stepping on the spot to deceive people, and then prescribing a few doses of "fairy medicine" to rob people from the king of hell.

In the end, if the person didn't snatch it back, the damn thing was still dead, and the reputation of the small dilapidated stall was also stinky, and everyone shouted and beat them.

His adoptive father always said that he was a monk who could fly in the sky, but he was calculated by others.

After listening to it for a long time, Yun Xu leaned on his arm and looked at the night sky. He was thinking, isn't it a fairy who can fly?How could the gods be calculated by people?Who can calculate the gods?

After hiding for a long time, the adoptive father was killed by the monk he said. The kind monk cut him into five horses and threw the body in the sun.

They were exposed to the sun until maggots grew, and the corpses were not allowed to be collected even if they were full of flies.

Yun Xu saw with her own eyes the maggots on the corpse crawled out of the carrion, wriggled and turned into pupae, and then from pupae into flies, circling around the corpse. After such a cycle, the corpse finally turned into fetid bones.

Taking advantage of others not paying attention, Yunxu stole the bones back in the middle of the night and buried them in the ground on a sunny day, along with his poor kindness.

This man, once he loses his kindness, he will not trust anyone, and he will bite anyone who treats him well, not only bite, but also tear off a piece of meat, a typical white-eyed wolf.

Half a year later, Baiyanlang met a beautiful monk.

This cultivator must be a fool. He gave him candy and tried to abduct him.He wanted to eat candy, so he did the opposite and abducted/sold the fool.

But seeing his attire, and seeing him slashing the evil monster with his sword, Baiyanlang changed his mind, let himself be kidnapped, and became the fool's disciple.

The idiot looks quite powerful, and he must have something to fish for.

Facts have proved that there is enough oil on a fool to drown a person.

Fortunately, he was also worried. He always felt that this dog-like master would harm him one day, so he practiced desperately, thinking all day how he could bite him if one day came.

The white-eyed wolf waited and waited, but he couldn't wait for the other party to harm him.

He waited and waited, until he was 20 years old and still didn't see the other party coming to harm him, and waited and waited, until he was tempted, he still didn't see the other party coming to harm him.

Looking at the 20 years of being under the other party's sect, although he was extremely strict and harsh, there was also some warmth, but the warmth was pitifully small, like alms.

White-eyed wolf took stock of the charity and thought he was very funny, but who is he?Those who are identified will surround each other even if they die, even if they think they are funny while lamenting that the other party is unlucky.

The pure appearance hangs, but the inside is so dark that his relatives do not recognize him, no, he didn't have any relatives in the first place.

He is the kind of person who should go to hell. He is selfish and mercenary.

With the heart of going to hell, under the strong body of the white-eyed wolf lurks the sordidness of deceiving the master, and the seemingly respectful gaze is full of madness that wants to swallow people alive.

His scorching eyes followed the young man's footsteps, desperately wanting to rush to the front of the young man, then tore off the clothes that were in the way, and ruthlessly occupied the young man.At night, he pulled the other party down from the altar, and saw his eyes were blurred with tears, and the corners of his cold phoenix eyes were red.

However, Shizun is always Shizun, not giving him the slightest chance, being cold-blooded and cold-hearted.

The cold and indifferent attitude makes almost every blood vessel of the white-eyed wolf burn. Whenever the white-eyed wolf calls the young master respectfully, in fact, what is hovering inside is all blasphemy that cannot be seen .

The so-called respecting teachers is pure farting!

After a long time, the white-eyed wolf Xiao thought about this piece of meat for a long time, and he realized that there was actually a trap for this piece of meat, even if he went around, he couldn't get it.

So, he unwillingly stood by the side of the meat, he couldn't get it himself, and he didn't allow others to get it, just like a beast guarding food, he took the young man to his own territory, recognized him, and dragged him to death.

Now, after finally finding it, the young man asked him to let go, how could Baiyanlang let go?

Once he grabs this piece of meat, he will drag it to his den and hide it even if he dies.

"The relationship between master and apprentice is over? The master is talking nonsense, saying that the disciple will not be released. If he is released, the master will run away."

He tightened his arms, and when the flying flowers in the sky fluttered behind him, the fluttering light appeared, and with a whip of raging fire, the flying flowers were scattered fiercely.

This power is much stronger than before, Feng Chang'an looked surprised and angry, as if he realized that Yun Xu's previous strength was not all.

"Yun Xu, don't test my patience, let go!"

"Don't let go." Yun Xu lowered his voice, and smiled in his ear affectionately: "The person next to the bed, the disciple will never let go even if he dies."

Seeing the prey walking towards the trap step by step, Feng Changan, who was sure of winning, fell into the glacier instantly. Because of this sentence, his whole body became cold, and the once unsightly shame was once again outlined in his mind.