After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

"Helan Yanqing! I didn't expect you, a picky thief, to be hiding here!" An angry shout brought him back to reality, and when he looked up, he was actually a member of Qingyangmen.

"Do you think your sins will be wiped out in the past 300 years?"

He looked at the long sword on his neck and was stunned for a moment.It turned out that in his panic, he forgot to hide his whereabouts, and was discovered by the nearby Qingyangmen.

It's not that we don't report, the time has not yet come, and now the time has come.

In a big dream in 300 years, he thought he could change his mind and be human again.The illusion of happiness that can be obtained by force cannot escape the fate of being broken after all.

"If you want to kill me, it's now." He looked at the Qingyangmen and said in a deep voice.

The blade cut into his skin, and the sharp pain woke him up.

He wants to see Qing Jue again and ask him if he has ever loved him.He must not die before getting the answer!

For the next few days, he hid everywhere, panicking like a bereaved dog.

A monk in the Yuanying period can travel thousands of miles a day, but in the past ten years, he has traveled all over the world, looking for every place they have been to, but he has never seen a trace of Qing Jue again. .

It seems that there has never been Qingjue in the world.

He returned to the hut where they used to live together, standing in the courtyard that Qing Jue had carefully tended, the vines had already covered the walls of the house.A tree of peach blossoms stands in profusion, and the pink and white delicate flowers bloom unrestrainedly.

The man once played the piano under the tree, his fingers fluttering, his eyebrows full, and he let the petals fall on his body in his hair.

Yan Qing caressed the trunk of the tree, and suddenly saw him raise his eyes again, smiling slightly, like a fairy flying in the sky.

He can't go to the heaven and the devil world, but he has searched all over the world.

In the end, there was only one place left.

He stood in front of Qingyang Mountain Gate.I never thought that there would be a day when I would come back.

The sweeping boy was young and didn't know him. He saw him standing on the white jade steps in desolation, and asked who he was, where he came from, and why he came to Qingyangmen.

He looked into the boy's innocent and clear eyes, and forced a smile: "Young fellow Taoist, I don't intend to hurt you, so just step aside."

The boy was startled, firstly, he was full of evil spirits, and there were several bloodstains on his body, both old and new, it was really scary to look at, and secondly, there really was such a fool in this world, who came to Qingyang Mountain alone.

A jade step passes through the mountain gate, winding upwards, straight into the depths of the clouds and mist. Every tens of feet, there are simple and majestic stone towers.Each one is a barrier.

For thousands of years, countless people vowed to kill Qingyang Mountain.

These heavy stone gates will not fall down for a thousand years, will not rot for a thousand years, and will not be immortal for a thousand years.

Breaking through to the tenth stone gate, the Qingyangmen finally couldn't hold back and sent people, the leader was an old friend.

It turned out that in the battle of Helan's old land, half of the elders of Qingyangmen were cut off. 300 years later, even Qingxi became an elder and took charge of a peak.

The two fought dozens of moves, but Qingxi was defeated and led the Taoists to retreat. Yan Qing's eyes were bloodshot, like a sharp knife, unstoppable, he rushed straight into the martial arts field in the middle of the mountain, even the one who had been in seclusion for many years The head also had to come forward.

"Helan Yanqing, you can escape for a while, but you can't escape forever. Hurry up and capture!" The majestic man shouted angrily, shaking the huge martial arts arena.

Holding the sword, he walked towards the former master step by step.

"Helan Yanqing, die!" A person flew out from behind him, and the blade of the sword forced him over. Yan Qing didn't turn his head back, but he slashed back, and the overconfident Qingyang disciple fell into a pool of blood Among them, weeping again and again.Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and did not dare to rush forward any more, they separated in front of him like a stream of water.

Standing behind the head of the sect, Qingxi gritted her teeth with hatred.

Yan Qing finally walked under the high platform where the head was standing, threw the sword, knelt heavily, and respectfully kowtowed to the head.

This move, not to mention the ordinary disciples, even the head of the sect showed surprise.These people all knew that He Lan Yanqing had always been rebellious and would never bow his head to anyone, but now, he humbly prostrated himself before the steps, begging: "Master, please let me see Qing Jue."

He was at the end of his strength, his body was covered with bruises, and death was a matter of time.

Hatred, dignity, and even life don't matter anymore.He wanted to see that person, even if it was just in exchange for saying "I have never loved before", it was better than just thinking about him like this, living in this world with one heart hanging.

When you love someone, you will become humble, so humble that even you hate yourself.

There was a sneer from afar.

He resisted the urge to raise his head, and said in a low voice, "Let me see him. After that, I will never resist if I want to kill him or cut him to pieces."

A pair of boots appeared in front of him, someone kicked him over and stomped on his back.

His face grazed heavily against the gravel on the martial arts arena, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and then released them, but he did not resist in the end.

You said, if one day you can't be by my side, you hope that I will continue to practice.But Ah Jue, I can't do it, really can't do it.Without you, everything is meaningless.

Half a piece of jade sticks in the position of the heart, and it hurts.

"Helan Yanqing, aren't you ridiculous? I also said that you are a hard-boned person, and you are so despicable for a man." The foot on the back stomped hard again, but this time it added mana, Penetrating from the back into the chest, a mouthful of blood rushed up immediately.

Qingxi sneered: "There is no such person as Qingjue in this world."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" He roared angrily, and with the strength he didn't know where, he overturned Qingxi who was stepping on him, picked up the long sword that was thrown on the ground, and put it on Qingxi's neck.

"Can you say that again?"

"Qingyang Sect, indeed there has never been such a person as Qing Jue." This time it was the head of Qingyang Sect who spoke.

"Impossible!" He shouted at the head of the sect, "He is clearly your direct disciple!"

Qing Xi, who was pressed to the ground by him, laughed out loud instead, and met his murderous gaze without hesitation: "He Lan Yanqing, He Lan Yanqing, only you are so naive, there is no Qing Jue in Qingyangmen This character. Where did you see him? Huh? Is it a forbidden area? Which Qingyangmen can stay in the forbidden area?"

The secrets of the old age were exposed by humanity, and he suddenly realized that he loosened the suppression on Qingxi.

Qingxi didn't get up from the ground, and continued: "The Qingjue you mentioned is the supreme god above the nine heavens, but he is only temporarily borrowing Qingyang's cave to practice, how could he love you. You are his love robbery , now that he has broken through the tribulation of love, he has returned to Jiuchong Yunshang. This is the truth you want, are you satisfied?"

Every word, like a whip, hit his heart.

The boy's eyes shifted.

"My name is Qingjue"

"Why have I never heard that the master has accepted a disciple named Qing Jue?"

"The head accepts disciples, why did he tell you?"

Love is poison, and when poisoned it blinds the eyes of the obvious.

The cave where I saw Qingjue for the first time was obviously a forbidden place inside the gate, but Qingjue stayed in it all the time.

Many years ago during the Qingyang Gate Trial, the elixir that Qing Jue gave him was called Bichen Pill. Add some brute force.

Turning a demon into a human is an act against the heavens, but Qing Jue can do it.

Little by little, everything has shown that Qing Jue is not a mortal.But he didn't expect that Qing Jue was not even a human being.He is god.Even their encounter is a set up lie.

Everything ends before it begins.

The only warmth and light in this world disappeared.

Ah Jue, why.why me?

He held the half of jade tightly, trembling uncontrollably, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

It's the limit, every skin is crooked and oozing blood.He leaned on the ground with his sword, half-kneeling, lingering on his last breath.

People from the Qingyangmen surrounded him in front of him, and countless swords were pointed at him.

Suddenly, the pain in the body disappeared, and the pain in the chest overwhelmed everything. It turned out that this was the ultimate heartache.He once thought that there would be no more painful thing in the world than losing Qingjue, but he didn't know that fate loves to tease people, watching people struggle in pain.

The heart is broken at this moment.

Yan Qing's face was ashen, and he laughed sternly.Sad, ridiculous!

Ah Jue, it turns out that you are a god born with dignity, and I am just a weed in the mud after all.These 500 years are just a blink of an eye for you, but they have exhausted everything I have.In the end, I didn't even know your real name.

He was holding half of the Jade Jue in his hand, as soon as he lost his mana, the Jade Jue instantly turned into dust and leaked from the palm of his hand, and what leaked seemed to be his broken heart.

"From now on, there will be no love between you and me."

The haze was layered, and there was a shower of rain between the sky and the earth. He condensed the remaining mana, slapped his chest with a palm, shattered his heart, and broke the contract by himself.

In a daze, he seemed to hear the headmaster sigh.

He Lan Yanqing, if you were not so persistent, where would you be today.

Yes, he wanted to smile, but before he could, he fell into the boundless darkness.

"Wake up!!" The boy's roar came from next to his ears, he struggled to open his eyes, but before he succeeded, a burst of burning pain came from his face.

But this slap really worked, and the sticky eyelids were successfully separated.In front of him is Bing Po's magnified face, which is as beautiful as it is beautiful, a little scary.

"Bing Po?" He looked around, there were traces of water and fire everywhere, and large areas of white walls were scorched black, as if after a big battle: "What happened?"

"Of course I killed all those monsters who were overwhelmed." The young man snorted coldly, his silver hair glowing faintly under the moonlight, and the ice blade as thin as a cicada's wing cut open the ropes that bound him, Zhang Zhang Yan shook his body, and the ropes fell down with a clatter.

"how did you find me?"

"That jade pendant." Bing Po pointed to Zhang Yan's pocket.When he took it out, the jade was still there.

Mu Xi's calculations forced He Lanjue to demonize step by step, but he missed the jade pendant and Bing Po's perverted combat power.

"Why don't you go rescue He Lanjue first?" he asked.

"I need you to stop him." He said coldly, his profile was like a blade in the moonlight.

He has recovered all of Yan Qing's memories, so he naturally knows what Bing Po is talking about.

"Once he is completely demonized, will the human world be over?"

"I don't care that the world can't finish the game at all, I just want to keep his most precious thing. To the Lord, losing his mind is worse than death." Bing Po's expression softened, "Everyone thinks he is heinous Demon, only I know he is not. I have been around him for 1000 years, and every day he lives in torture. Fighting with the desire to kill in his body has exhausted him."

"These days with you, I was the only time when I saw him truly happy, and it was also the only time when he could be called alive."

Zhang Yan smiled bitterly: "What can I do?"

"Stop him, only you can." The green eyes looked away, and the boy's voice was inaudible, "Please."

This is the first time Bing Po begged him, and it will also be the last time Bing Po begged him.

Zhang Yan's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a ruthless big hand, and the pain in his heart spread to his fingertips.

"Okay." He said, "Take me to find He Lanjue."

"You go first. This teleportation array can only teleport one person."

"how about you?"

"I'll be there right away." Bing Po tapped the jade with his fingertips, and after losing a bit of aura, the runes engraved on the white jade immediately shone like spider silk, wrapping Zhang Yan tightly. In an instant, Zhang Yan disappeared from this room.