The whole world wants to kill me

Shushan Holy Land.

"Master is still practicing in seclusion, and has not left the seclusion recently." The gatekeeper disciple respectfully answered Qingyu's question.

Qingyu kowtowed to signal, but she turned and left without getting the answer she wanted.

The guard disciple watched Qingyu leave, and heaved a sigh of relief.He sighed inwardly: Master left the customs this morning, and specially instructed him not to tell anyone about his whereabouts.I had to lie to Senior Brother Qingyu.

In the process of retreating to recover from his injuries, Ye Wuwang already knew that his remaining days were numbered.

After leaving the customs, Ye Wuwang retraced along the places with deep memories, leaving no regrets for the rest of his life.

Ye Wuwang missed the best opportunity to learn about the shocking mystery during his long trip this time.

Qingyu faced the young man in front of him in a daze, it was the ghost who had been following Fu Jiang all along.

The ghost returned to its original nature, no longer confused and bewildered, and its evil face was full of wisdom and calmness.

Qingyu asked: "Is what you said true?"

The ghost said: "Everything you said is true."

Qingyu shook her head: "I still can't believe it, I dare not believe it."

The ghost calmly stated: "He has been deceiving you all the time, fooling you into thinking of him as your savior."

Qingyu retorted: "He is the hope of Shushan, and he has saved countless lives."

The ghost said: "As the sword spirit of the Patriarch of Shushan, how could I slander the top genius of Shushan at will."

It turns out that this male ghost with a monstrous appearance is a sword spirit, or a sword spirit that existed with the founding of Shushan sect.

Qingyu couldn't admit the sword spirit's words in her heart: "Seeing is believing. If there is no evidence, I still can't believe it. Maybe what you heard is false."

Qingyu secretly said: So everything I heard is false.

"You are the blood of the master, but you have not inherited his wisdom and decisiveness." The sword spirit was a little disappointed.

"Because he has always been the person I trust the most, and no one has ever shaken my trust in him." Qingyu closed her eyes, recalling the past scenes.

"I will show evidence to break your delusion." The sword spirit dissipated before Qingyu's eyes.

***

Fu Jiang saw that amazingly beautiful male ghost again, who was breaking through heavy curtains and holding a sword to the tip of his nose.

The strings broke suddenly, and the sharp sound made Fu Jiang frown slightly.

"You are here to kill me." Fu Jiang looked at the male ghost who had completely changed. He used to be very innocent and cute, but now he has become such a sharp and wise appearance.

Surprise flashed across Jian Ling's eyes, and a menacing sword slashed across, cutting off the hair between Fu Jiang's forehead.

Fu Jiang didn't blink, and the sharp cold light in front of him didn't frighten him.

"The visitor is a guest, I will play the piano and present it to you."

The sword spirit looked at Fu Jiang strangely. Isn't this young man afraid that he will kill him, and even play the piano to a stranger who has malice towards him.

Sword Spirit asked: "Are you the leader of a cult?"

Fu Jiang raised his eyes and smiled lightly without answering, and made a silent gesture between his lips: "Can we not talk now?"

The strings were connected by Fu Jiang in a blink of an eye, and his fingers were flying very nimbly, and the sound of nature was enough to circle the beam for three feet.

The sword spirit couldn't help but sit down and savor such wonderful piano music.

Sword Spirit's body froze suddenly: "What kind of trick did you do to me?"

Fu Jiang was still playing the piano, and the slyness between the flying eyebrows fell on the astonished face of the sword spirit.

Fu Jiangdao: "Your mental strength is terrifying, so your attack is powerful, but you have a fatal weakness, lack of defense."

Fu Jiang looked down at the ten fingers parked on the strings: "Use the music to relax your mind, so I can take advantage of it."

If it is other people, Jianling will never let down his vigilance. The person who awakened Jianling from his deep sleep was Fu Jiang, which made Jianling have an initial good impression of Fu Jiang.

This time it was Fu Jiang's turn to interrogate the other party condescendingly, and his mental puppet technique could control the other party for half an hour.

Fu Jiangshen asked: "Where are you from, and what is the purpose of coming here?"

"Shushan sword spirit Qingpo, get evidence from here, let the master's blood trust me."

Sword Spirit's expression was stiff, and his mouth opened uncontrollably.

Sword Spirit's real name cannot be freely told to others, once it is said, cause and effect will be involved.Thinking that the boy in front of him was the one who woke him up, Qing Po couldn't help but feel complicated.

When Fu Jiang first met Sword Spirit, he was quite curious about him, but after Qing Po disappeared mysteriously, that curiosity faded away, and now that curiosity has returned.

Fu Jiang asked Qing Po: "Tell me, your origin."

"The sword spirit of Qingyun, the first generation head of Shu Mountain, protected the sect after the death of the master, and died with a top monster hundreds of years ago. Fortunately, he didn't really die and fell into a deep sleep until your soul breath awakened me. At that time I was already very weak. By chance, I followed you into Mount Shu, restored my memories, found the master’s bloodline sapphire, and became the sword spirit of the divine soldier again. I have fallen into a deep sleep for the past few years. It took a few days to wake up."

The sword spirit has a great background. Shushan's evil sword is a peerless magic weapon that can kill all demons.

Fu Jiang wants to ask Qing Po the most critical question: "What is the evidence that you want Qing Yu to trust you?"

Qing Po's face became even darker, Fu Jiang almost revealed his old background, he did not expect Fu Jiang to master such a terrifying spiritual technique.

After all, Qing Po is not an ordinary person, impacting Fu Jiang's control, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, the original control of half an hour was broken, and the time was reduced by half.

Before leaving, he sneered at Fu Jiang, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

After he left, Fu Jiang lay powerlessly on the table, not bothering to move his fingers all night.

He used the spirit puppet technique to control a sword spirit with extremely powerful mental power. Every minute and every second was consuming his vitality. No matter how hard he tried to control it, he hardly had the strength to stand upright.

In the original book, there is no such episode as the awakening of the sword spirit of the magic weapon. Fu Jiang couldn't help thinking, and got evidence from him that convinced Qingyu. Regarding the matter, the sword spirit Qing Po once eavesdropped on the conversation between him and Ye Tianya, could it be that Qing Po was trying to prove that Ye Tianya had really betrayed Shushan.

This makes the explanation clear, no wonder Qingyu didn't believe in the sword spirit, he didn't dare to believe it at all, so the sword spirit was ready to attack himself to obtain evidence that he colluded with Ye Tianya.

Fu Jiang guessed all the truth.

***

Ye Tianya returned to the sect, Qing Yu who greeted him seemed preoccupied, lowered her head absent-mindedly.

Ye Tianya stopped in his tracks, Qingyu was caught off guard and almost bumped into him, he raised his head to look at those searching eyes.

The bottomless depth is like a deep pool of water, penetrating into Qing Yu's heart, carrying the biting coolness of ice and snow.

What is he suspicious of?

Ye Tianya leaned over to sweep away the dust from Qingyu's shoulders, and said in a low voice, "Junior brother, you have something on your mind."

He is suspicious of me.

This is the place Ye Tianya has already determined.

Qingyu dodged her eyes subconsciously, and replied calmly: "Master left without saying goodbye. Since I have retreated to meet us again, I am worried about Master's safety outside."

When Qingyu hung her head down, the corners of Ye Tianya's lips curled up in a mocking arc.

Ye Tianya followed Qing Yu's words and said, "Father's cultivation is so high that only a very small number of people in the world can hurt him."

Qingyu smiled sadly, Master was just an excuse he came up with when he was in a panic, he still didn't have the courage to ask the elder brother the truth.

Ye Tianya held Qingyu's shoulders: "Recently, you've lost a lot of weight, so it turns out that you are worried about your father's whereabouts."

Qingyu nodded silently.

After a long silence, Qingyu stared at Ye Tianya intently, as if his eyes could only accommodate the figure of Ye Tianya.

Every line of the eldest brother's eyebrows is like an ink painting, thick ink and heavy colors are always suitable, and the extremely clear and meaningful outlines are clearly reflected in Qingyu's eyes.

He couldn't help stroking Ye Tianya, and suddenly remembered his presumptuous actions, and stiffly retracted his outstretched fingertips, and retracted them abruptly when he was about to touch them.

A demon lived in his heart, constantly devouring his persistence.

The devil's name is Taboo.

Ye Tianya held the flinching hand, and pulled Qingyu into his arms.

He lowered his head and kissed Qingyu's astonished lips, then ruthlessly penetrated into the opened lips and intertwined.

Qingyu couldn't tell whether she was in a dream or reality, but only knew that the picture in the dream had become reality.

He let that person dominate him at will, and his soul seemed to be imprinted with that person's aura.

He couldn't say no to such a familiar breath.

While kissing Qingyu, Ye Tianya released spiritual energy to invade his spiritual world to explore.

It turned out that he was the one who learned the truth, Ye Tianya's eyes were dark, quietly watching Qingyu's shy face.

Under Ye Tianya's watchful eyes, Qingyu felt even more shy about the intimacy of that scene, her face drooping and she couldn't hide her joy.

A son of heaven who is so proud of senior brother would be so close to him.

Could it be that he is also special in senior brother's heart?

"Senior brother, what does that move mean?" Qingyu stroked the fiery residual warmth on her lips.

He didn't want to think about anything anymore, he couldn't help asking, the answer was very important to him.

Ye Tianya's cold eyes touched Qingyu's nervous face, and suddenly his indifference like frost and snow faded: "You really don't understand what I mean."

He gave Qingyu such a plausible answer, Ye Tianya's figure teleported like lightning, walked to the road leading to the outer courtyard, and looked back at Qingyu.

Qingyu whispered: "I really don't understand."

He evaded and pretended not to understand what his brother meant, afraid that it was really what he thought in his heart.

It is enough for him to bear such painful feelings alone, and he must not drag the senior brother down.

Qingyu painfully made a decision, but why he was so unwilling, it was all for the good of senior brother, put away your dirty thoughts.