Villain female supporting system [Cultivation]

The extreme north of the Shenrui Continent was the place where the demons lived thousands of years ago, so that after the destruction of the demon cultivators, there are still a large number of demons in the extreme north—not the complete demons, but are deformed, more monster-like species.

"This is the Bone Slaughter Road. Your master used to slay thousands of monsters here, making him famous in the cultivation world." In the cold wind, Du Xunning listened to He Xiao's explanation, and blood flowed straight from the sword she was holding tightly. Straight dripping, although her eyes are a little lax, but her eyes are still fixed on the front.

"Bone Slaughter Road is the best place to practice," He Xiao said again, "I also practiced here. Slaughtering makes people strong-willed, and these are monsters, so there is no need for any psychological burden."

Du Xunning closed her eyes slightly, as if she didn't want to listen to He Xiao's words, He Xiao was not angry, but said again: "I know you have a kind heart, but these are extremely ferocious monsters, releasing them will only harm the world, you don't want them." Forget that the mortals here have been fighting monsters for a long time and have suffered greatly from them."

Her voice seemed to be consoling and seductive. Du Xunning took a deep breath, only to feel the smell of blood in the air, which made her extremely uncomfortable.

She suddenly stopped.

"Did you hear anything?"

He Xiao replied, "No."

But Du Xuning did hear a sound, it was like the roar of a wild animal, but it was thin, but it didn't sound like that loud roar.

It was an indescribable low growl, like a whining sound coming from the throat.

Du Xunning looked up at the sky, and the last trace of the moon was also covered by dark clouds.

It was a night without stars and without moon.

She took the long sword that was still bleeding in her hand.

A shadow slowly appeared in the distance.

Du Xun stared and saw something moving slowly in her direction.

"Is it a person?" He Xiao obviously saw it too, and she asked back.

"No." Du Xunning took a step back and denied He Xiao's words.

That's not human.

But they all looked like people, but their faces were blue and gray, their eyes were full of whites, their backs were stooped, and their waists were bent to an incredible degree.

There is no vitality on their bodies, and they are obviously not human beings.

But what are they?

As they gradually approached, He Xiao naturally saw clearly what these were. She had an idea, and suddenly smiled: "Du Xunning, what do you think these are?"

Du Xunning was puzzled: "What is it? It's not human after all."

He Xiao smiled inwardly, you are wrong, but he said: "Yes, they are indeed not human, they are called corpses."

As soon as Du Xunning heard the names, she almost understood what these were, but she still couldn't believe it: "Corpse man? You said these are corpses?"

"That's right," He Xiao said, "you can see that they have no life energy on them, and their walking postures are weird. They are obviously not human beings. They are corpses that have been dead for a long time and have been polluted by demonic energy. If they are not eliminated, the future to harm the living."

Du Xunning is resistant to killing monsters, let alone these corpses that look like humans, but He Xiao encouraged her: "You think, although you can deal with them, but those who live in the extreme north As for the villagers, most of the men here have gone out to earn a living, leaving only the old, weak, sick and disabled women and children, can they resist the attack of the corpses?"

Du Xunning felt something different, but those corpses got closer and closer, and some corpses still had wounds on their bodies. The wounds had rotted, emitting bursts of stench. The smell was so pungent that Du Xunning suddenly felt sick.

Seeing her standing still, He Xiao said, "Before you went to Slaughter Bone Road, do you still remember the family you used to stay in? That family consisted of a sick old man and a widow with a one-year-old child. You If we don't wipe out the corpses here now, they will all be attacked and killed by corpses soon..."

Du Xunning could imagine the tragedy even when she closed her eyes. The child had just started talking, pulling her skirt and yelling "Sister..." inarticulately.

She didn't want to think about it any longer, and thrust out the sword sharply, just in time to hit the chest of a corpse in front of her, only to hear a "woo hoo", blood spurted out, Du Xunning couldn't dodge in time, the warm blood spilled on her hand .

Du Xunning kicked the thing away, only to feel the blood surge in his chest, and the pupils of his eyes gradually became vertical.

The world has a beginning, and everything is much easier. Du Xunning does not want to see these human-like monsters. She closes her eyes, and her sword moves are free in her heart. Xun Ning applauded.

It was late at night before Du Xunning woke up from the killing. She felt as if she was in a sea of ​​blood. The wind was howling, and the smell of blood was all in her nostrils. Even if she didn't have to go Look, Du Xunning also knew that there were corpses under her feet, she wanted to open her eyes, but He Xiao said very gently, "Don't look at it."

"Don't read it." He Xiao said again, "It's not your fault, they deserve to die, they are monsters, what you do is right, it's all right."

Du Xunning closed her eyes in a self-deceiving manner, called out the flying magic weapon, and hurriedly left this place.

When the bloody smell faded away, Du Xunning jumped down from the magic weapon. She couldn't bear it anymore, fell to her knees and vomited, and when all the contents in her stomach were vomited, she started to vomit again. Sour water, and finally burst into tears uncontrollably.

She was in too much pain, the killing all the way made her exhausted, she never had such a moment in her life, did the master also embark on this path back then?

She regretted it, but it wasn't that she regretted saving her junior sister, but that she followed He Xiao's words and came to the extreme north, but when she thought that her junior sister was fine now, she was still in Luoyun Peak, maybe she was still working hard Practicing swords, preparing for the Inner Sect Grand Competition, thinking about these, Du Xunning felt that amidst the pain, there was a hint of sweetness.

"Don't cry, you just killed a few people, and you're like this. How can you achieve great things in the future?" He Xiao's indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

Du Xunning didn't want to pay attention to her at first, but heard He Xiao say: "Look, what is that?"

Du Xunning looked over in a daze, and there was a paper crane flying in the sky.

The paper crane looked quite dilapidated, but it still trembled against the cold wind from the extreme north and flew towards Du Xuning.

Du Xunning knew it, the thin paper that exudes a faint white light is the paper of Tianhemen...

She caught the paper crane with one hand, and held the paper crane in the palm of her hand with both hands. Because of the weather, the paper crane even broke one of its tails. Although the speed of the paper crane is very slow, the advantage is that no matter how far it is, it can always reach it. In the hands of the opponent, perhaps this is also its greatest advantage.

The paper crane was not well made, and its head was bent crookedly. Du Xuning took it apart, and a small letter fell out of it.

It can't be achieved that the sound transmission can only transmit letters. It can be seen that the person who folded the origami crane is not proficient in magic, and the origami crane is so badly folded. Almost immediately, Du Xunning thought of Ming Qianling.

She herself didn't realize that her hands were trembling.

Opening the letter carefully, it turned out to be the words written by the junior sister.

The junior sister is diligent in sword training, and she is most afraid of writing, but this letter is neatly written. When Du Xunning closes her eyes, she can even imagine her junior sister frowning and writing this letter seriously.

Her eyes were slightly wet, and she smoothed out the wrinkles on the paper.

Ming Qianling wrote a lot, but it was beyond the range that Zhihe could bear, so she had to rewrite it. In the end, Zhihe sent only a few sentences.

It was nothing more than a few words of concern for Du Xunning, and at the end he asked her when she would come back, if she was angry.

Du Xunning stroked the piece of paper, and seemed to feel that her junior sister was right in front of her. She blinked her long eyes and asked her, "Senior sister, when are you coming back..."

After a while, his face changed again, his mouth was pouted, his head was lowered, and he seemed to be aggrieved and asked: "Senior Sister, are you angry with me?"

Du Xunning thought it was funny, so she stretched out her hand to touch her head, and said, "How could I be angry with you, idiot..."

But as soon as the words were spoken, I realized that there was no one in front of me, only the dark night and the lonely forest, and what my fingers touched was only the cold air.

Du Xunning let go of her whole body and let herself fall into the grass. She closed her eyes and felt extremely heavy all over her body, as if she was bound by a thousand-jin shackle.

"Junior Sister..." She muttered to herself, feeling her heart ache again, and after a while she shouted again: "Qian Ling, I miss you..."

She pressed the letter tightly to her chest, and looked at the dark sky, only feeling bitter and sour in her heart, but when she thought of a silly girl thinking about her in the distant Tianhemen, the sourness in her heart was really overwhelming. A piece of cake.

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Ming Qianling waited for a long time, but she didn't get Du Xuning's reply. She sat on the steps descending from Luoyun Peak, looking at the clouds in the sky, and her thoughts gradually became empty.

"If you worry about it so much every day, sooner or later you will have a demon in your heart."

Ming Qianling turned her head and saw that it was Lan Shuo who came, she couldn't help being taken aback: "Elder brother."

Lan Shuo nodded slightly: "She was practicing outside, so Wen Lian took the place to participate in the Inner Sect Grand Competition."

Ming Qianling said "Hmm".

Lan Shuo said again: "You put all your heart and soul into her, not to mention how to cultivate, what is the plan of the Inner Sect Master?"

Ming Qianling said: "Of course I will do my best."

"But how do you do this?"

Ming Qianling didn't know how to answer, maybe she could answer Lan Shuo like she answered Wen Lian: She is a selfish person, she puts all her heart on her senior sister, and can give up other things.

But facing Lan Shuo, he couldn't say a single word of these angry words.

She asked: "Brother, have you ever missed someone?"

When she asked this question, she felt regretful again, how could the elder brother seem to be someone with such feelings?

Unexpectedly, Lan Shuo said, "Yes."

Ming Qianling was stunned, and Lan Shuo said expressionlessly: "In the past, there was a person who always taught me to be worried. No matter where he went, I would always miss him. Unfortunately, I have trouble with my legs and feet, and I have to guard Luoyun Peak, but I am also like you." I want to guard him so much and be with him all the time, but Qianling, think about it seriously, wouldn't she be able to live well without you? Even if you weren't by her side, wouldn't she be able to live well? Is it? You miss her all the time, what should you do if you practice? If one day she comes back and is a Mahayana, but you are still a golden core, what do you think?"

Ming Qianling bowed her head and said, "I just blame her for leaving in such a hurry."

Lan Shuo didn't say much, turned around and left in the wheelchair.

Ming Qianling stared blankly at his back, and suddenly asked, "Senior brother."

Lan Shuo's figure stopped.

Ming Qianling asked: "The person you miss, how is it now?"

Lan Shuo was taken aback, and after a long time, Ming Qianling heard him say, "That's great."