Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

Holding a jug of wine in his arms, Jiang Junku walked back and forth in front of Song Xun's gate for a long time, when Fang raised his head, he saw Song Xun walking towards here in disorderly footsteps.He laughed and rushed to meet her.

"Song Xun?" He handed the wine to Song Xun, "Your favorite daughter Hong."

Song Xun was in a trance, unable to react for a moment: "What?"

"What? Have you changed your gender?" Jiang Junqian sneered, trying to tease him, but seeing his confused face, he couldn't help asking, "Are you okay?"

"Um, no, it's fine." Song Xun recovered from his shock and shook his head.As soon as his thoughts came back, he saw the jug in Jiang Junku's hand, "Why, buy me a drink?"

Jiang Junku was taken aback for a moment and then smiled: "Let's go together, I suddenly want to drink too."

"That's it..." Song Xun smiled, his brows and eyes were full of brilliance, "Let's drink, let's go together."

So, the two of them sat on the steps one after another, took a sip each, and started drinking directly from the jug.

"Haha, you actually sit on the ground with me!" Song Xun took a sip and handed the jug to Jiang Junqian, "Where is your young master's temper?"

Jiang Jun took a sip, then wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and smiled so hard that the fox's eyes narrowed: "It's been so many years, no matter how deep your temper is, it should be worn away."

All these years he supported the Demon Sect by himself. Although he was hidden in this fairyland, he clearly knew that he just didn't have the strength to go back to the original place and live in this place where there are so many immortal cultivators.

As a result, all the so-called teenage madness in those years was polished away, and what remained was cowardice and regression.

"Speaking of which, it was really thanks to you, who helped me seize the throne and win the civil war... Really, thank you very much..." Jiang Junyu's face turned slightly red, but his eyes were very bright. Thank you, but never had the chance."

Song Xun shook his head, although his face was not red, but his eyes were blurred: "Thank you or something... After all, there is no apology to make people feel comfortable..." After speaking, the person fell down, and the jug rolled around on the ground a few times, and the wine spilled one place.

Jiang Junyu looked at Song Xun lying on his back on the steps, and laughed loudly: "Haha..." Still pouring two glasses as always!

He raised his head and followed Song Xun to lie on the steps, looking at the moon in the sky.

If I apologize, there may only be two people.One is Song Xun who betrayed Shushan for no reason because of him, and the other... Tang Ling who died because of his ignorance.

At that time, what he believed in was youthful and frivolous, and eventually became youthful and ignorant.

He was not there when Tang Ling died. When he learned that Tang Ling was dead, he was playing with the thousand receivers on the table, thinking about how to give it to Wang Ti, and by the way, fantasizing about how Wang Ti would praise him.

"Tang Ling... is dead?!" Tang Yuying's shock came from outside the house.

Jiang Jun's hand, which was still fiddling with the thousand receivers, froze, and his fox-like eyes suddenly became much bigger.

How can it be? !That's a person who slaughtered the five poisonous sects, how could he die so easily? !

He forgot that Tang Ling, who slaughtered the five poisons, had a thousand casings on him...

Jiang Junku stood up abruptly and wanted to find out, but when he reached the door, he backed away and stuffed the thousand receivers into his clothes on his chest.He pressed his hand to his chest, took a breath, and pushed the door out.

When he reached the door of Tang Ling's boudoir, he heard Tang Yuying's scolding.

"To save him?!" Tang Yuying's voice was trembling, "How can he let our castle master save him? How much is his life worth?! Why!"

Yes, why?All living beings are equal, why is she the one who died.

"Young Master Tang... This is Castle Master Tang's own choice, we have nothing to say." What Heng Jing said was the truth, no one could refute it.

"Her life and death have never been her business alone!" Tang Yuying's voice was raised a few more times.

"Yes, as you said, she shouldn't die for me." Wang Ti suddenly said, "But everything about her is her own, and her life should be chosen by herself. Tang Ling, she is free... ..."

There were constant quarrels inside the door, and Jiang Junyu was stunned.His hand touched his chest unconsciously. There was a thousand receivers hidden there, which he stole.

His feet were fixed in place, and he didn't know whether to go in or not.

"I knew it, I shouldn't have let you in..." Tang Yuying's voice gradually weakened, and at the end, the ending even began to tremble.

He watched Tang Ling grow up since he was a child. He is Tang Ling's elder cousin, and Tang Ling is his cousin.Although he is always angry with her on weekdays, but ah, that is his sister, the castle owner he is proud of!

And now, without breathing, it was his sister who was lying quietly on the bed.No sign, just left...

"I really regret that I didn't forcefully stop it..." Tang Yuying fell to the ground, her pupils dilated, and the anger just now disappeared, "Back then, I should have stabbed Qing Cur to death with a sword..."

The news of Tang Ling's death spread throughout Tangjiabao, and the guards who were far away rushed over.They didn't believe it either, why did the omnipotent castle master die?When they rushed to the door, they heard Tang Yuying's gradually trembling voice, and everyone stopped in their tracks.

They believed it.

Some guards were shocked and speechless, and some maids who couldn't bear it couldn't help crying, and tears fell one by one.The older generation couldn't hold on anymore, and simply passed out.

The boss, who had worked in Tangjiabao all his life, clutched his chest with his right hand, and knelt hard on the ground with both legs.His old bark-like face was covered with tears, he opened and closed his mouth, and shouted for a long time: "Castle Master!"

The boss knelt down, and the guards behind him knelt down one after another, but they didn't follow the boss and shouted 'castle master'.Quietly, yet depressingly.

Jiang Junku turned around and looked at the dark crowd, he suddenly felt his head swell.He put his hand over his temple, but his hand was shaking.

The receiver on his chest was extremely hot at this moment, so hot that he felt that his chest was about to catch fire.

He walked in unsteadily, took out the thousand receivers from his pocket, and gently placed them on the table.

Tang Yuying, who was kneeling on the ground, was taken aback for a moment, and then slowly said: "Where did you come from?"

Jiang Jun pursed his lips, and the fox eyes lost their usual spirit at this moment.

"I asked where you came from!" Tang Yuying stood up abruptly, rushed forward and grabbed Jiang Junku by the collar, "Why are you here?! Thousand receivers!"

Wang Ti's hand holding Tang Ling froze, and looked at Jiang Junku in disbelief.

"Last night, I stole it." Jiang Junyu didn't stop him either.

Tang Yuying's pupils widened, and the veins on his forehead twitched. He drew out the dagger at his waist and stabbed Jiang Junku's shoulder fiercely: "It was you, you killed her! If you didn't steal the thousand receivers, she I wouldn't risk that body blocking it! It's you!" He became more aggressive, and the strength in his hand couldn't help but increased a lot, and the dagger was already halfway in.

A pair of hands grabbed the dagger, preventing the dagger from attacking.

"I'm sorry!" Wang Ti grabbed the dagger and apologized to Tang Yuying, "Everything is my fault..."

Tang Yuying let go of her hand, and sneered: "Blame you? It seems that you are here for the thousand receivers, right?"

Jiang Junku spat out blood and shook his head: "No, I made my own decision..."

"Shut up!" Wang Ti turned her head and gave Jiang Junqian a hard look, then pulled out her short sword and slapped it on her chest.

There was a sound of '噗嗤', that was the sound of the sword sinking into the flesh, followed by blood flowing out like a column of blood.

Without even thinking about it, Heng Jing drew his sword and lifted the dagger, and the dagger fell to the ground.

"Senior brother!"

"This life was given by Tang Ling, I will pay it back!" Wang Ti coughed a few times, her face pale.

Tang Yuying looked at him for a long time, then bent down to pick up the short sword, and turned her back to look at Tang Ling on the bed: "You guys go..." It's not that he doesn't hate it, it's just... that Tang Ling bought it with his own life How could he take away his life?

"Leaving Tangjiabao, the farther the better..."