Zhu He

Seeing He Qiran's soul disappear into the sky, Youzhen still does not give up in chasing after him, but within a few steps, he encounters Zhelong, Wuyang Zhenren and others who have wiped out Moxiu and the beast.

Seeing that You Zhen was about to run, they naturally joined forces to go up, but facing the Yanmen Lord who lost his love and went crazy, many spiritual cultivators were thrown away by the opponent as soon as they approached, causing heavy casualties, but You Zhen who was in a great mood Although the breath surged out, it also made his cultivation more unstable. There were several masters in front of him blocking him, and a disciple of the Xu Feng sect found an opportunity behind You Zhen. Bind the demon cultivator who was so angry!

Although You Zhen and Dong Qinghe have the same three-spirit array, he does not have the golden light to protect his body, and his backlash is lighter than Dong Qinghe's on weekdays, but his defense is naturally much weaker than his. After being able to withstand the grinding of the magic weapon, there were a few ear-piercing crackling sounds, and the bones where Youzhen was bound by the chains also broke.

No matter how hard Mo Xiu was to support, he fell heavily to the ground!

This battle between spirits and demons ended with Xuantian descending the demon array and the master of Yanmenmen was captured.

But no one dared to say a big victory, after all, the price paid for spiritual cultivation can be described as tragic.

The disciples of Qinghe Sect nervously surrounded Dong Qinghe who was lying on the ground, they tried to stop the bleeding and gave medicine pills, but the other party's aura did not ease up for a long time.

Dong Qinghe himself didn't care about his injuries, he tried his best to sit up, pushed away the supporting disciples, glanced at You Zhen who was lying on one side and was suppressed by others, and then stumbled towards the other side, where Qiu Mu looked Shen Yuanxiu, who was holding Qi Ruoyousi, remained motionless as if in a daze.

It was Shen Yuanxiu who sensed that someone was coming, his drooping eyelashes fluttered lightly, and met Dong Qinghe's deep eyes.

Shen Yuanxiu squeezed out a smile with difficulty.

He said: "Master... I'm sorry, I can't abandon my demons and cultivate my nature after all... I have finally failed... Your trust, I can't be generous and fair... Daren Dayi... I have insulted the master..."

Dong Qinghe shook his head: "Yuanxiu, human nature is inherently complicated, and there has never been a true good and evil in this world. I always take this very seriously, but it is tiring for myself and others. Isn't it my fault?" Obsession... Some things are never right or wrong, and God has never been fair..."

Shen Yuanxiu sighed: "Since Master has agreed to my request...I also promise that Master will...know everything..."

Dong Qinghe looked at the blood gushing from the corner of his mouth when he spoke, and wanted someone to come and treat him: "No hurry, your injury is serious right now, why don't we go back..."

But Shen Yuanxiu insisted on grabbing half of the hand: "Master..."

Dong Qinghe was startled, and glanced at Qiu Muwang at the side, and saw that the other party lowered his head and couldn't see clearly, his lips were so white that there was no blood in them.

Dong Qinghe bent his legs and knelt down in front of Shen Yuanxiu.

"Master...what do you want to ask?" Shen Yuanxiu asked.

Dong Qinghe hesitated: "Where did you get his soul?"

"He Qiran?" Shen Yuanxiu coughed, "I'm just... afraid that Youzhen will have other tricks, and if you hold him, you will be able to contain Youzhen... So I sent him back to the Qinghe Gate... the gate The Lord will see it when he returns.”

Dong Qinghe's eyes flashed, but he still nodded: "Then..."

His heart was originally full of doubts, such as why Shen Yuanxiu was looking for news about the Three Souls Mirror early on, did he know anything, and what did his previous actions have to do with this? Is it as incomprehensible as He Qiran said?And the most important thing is...whether he can get back his gift...but all kinds of doubts are stuck in his throat when facing such Shen Yuanxiu at this moment, unable to spit out or swallow.

But Shen Yuanxiu seemed to have guessed what Dong Qinghe was thinking, he asked back: "Master... what do you know?"

Dong Qinghe said: "I saw the Soul Cultivation Formation back then in Tianxiang Lake, and I also saw the day when the Three Soul Mirror was smashed... Have you been thinking about this formation all these years? also……"

"That's right, I also shattered the Three Soul Mirror."

Shen Yuanxiu nodded generously, then turned to look at the person behind him, and looked at Shang Qiumu's blood-red eyes, boundless sorrow and mourning wrapped around Shen Yuanxiu like dense silk threads, wrapping him in an instant He was so overwhelmed that Shen Yuanxiu had a sore nose, and felt pain, despair and regret in Qiu Muwang's eyes, but he was not surprised.

"Mu Wang...you know, that night I was talking to him...in the fire department, and you were there...I'm sorry, I kept it from you and lied to you, do you...hate me very much?"

Qiu Mu Wang stared at the person in his arms: "Isn't this... what you hoped for?"

"I really hope..." Shen Yuanxiu rolled his eyes and revealed a wry smile, "Because...I am such a person...who can't see through life and death, selfish and selfish...doesn't care about your thoughts, so... Can you do it?" Hate him, then forget about him...

Qiu Muwang gritted his teeth, the expression on his face seemed to be angry or extremely sad, it was distorted and ferocious for a moment, and finally he also laughed, but the smile seemed to be crying.

"No, why do I have to be manipulated by you like this, and I'm controlled everywhere in the end?! Shen Yuanxiu, you can't just play with me like this!"

"Why... why?" Shen Yuanxiu suddenly stretched out his hand to caress Qiu Muwang's face, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "...because you are my elder brother Muwang..."

Brother Mu Wang is the best person in the whole world to him except for his master, so good that he has nothing to repay.So he can only return the best things in the world to the other party... But for Moxiu, what is the best?

Life.

Shen Yuanxiu clenched his hands, squeezed the tear into his palm, and turned his eyes to Dong Qinghe.

"Master... He Qiran is not right to say that the mirror of three souls has no solutions. You Zhen made such a big commotion... because he didn't find a way to solve the formation... I saw some in Cangjuan Pavilion, but now it's gone. They were burned, and there are some... I found it when I was patrolling the vengeance of killing relatives in those years... It has been a long time and it has long disappeared... So in this world, anyone who knows the way, except... the ghost messengers of the underworld, I am afraid It's just me..."

"Is it the...those...that you did together with Jiaci before..." Dong Qinghe asked hesitantly.

"That's right, those people's souls contain the fragments of the Three Soul Mirror that you smashed back then..." Shen Yuanxiu said.

"Collect all those fragments and break the formation?" Dong Qinghe asked, his intuition told him that it was not that simple.

Shen Yuanxiu said: "Didn't Master already guess it? Actually...it doesn't matter whether you know it or not, because you will never use that kind of method...Only me, only Jiaci...will use such unscrupulous methods. "

Dong Qinghe's eyes widened when he suddenly mentioned the other party.

Shen Yuanxiu's chest and abdomen kept rising and falling, and his throat became hoarse: "Jiaci...is the same person as me, but...different, he is more persistent and meaningless than me..."

"Where is Jiaci...?" Dong Qinghe grabbed Shen Yuanxiu's hand.

More blood poured out from Shen Yuanxiu's mouth and nose, almost making it difficult for him to speak, but Shen Yuanxiu ignored Qiu Muwang's obstruction and insisted: "Master...have you forgotten? As I said, he Will come back... Jiaci, I never... can't bear you..."

After saying those words, Shen Yuanxiu coughed heavily, the splashed blood stained his front skirt, and also stained Qiu Muwang's hands that kept wiping.

"Yuanxiu...Yuanxiu...you hold on a little longer, and I'll take you back to Qinghemen..."

Dong Qinghe reached out to grab the opponent, but Shen Yuanxiu pushed him away again.

"Master, Master... Qinghe Gate is too far away... I'm on my way here... I've exhausted my strength... I can't go back..." He looked up at Qiu Muwang who was hugging him, trembling Said, "I want to go back to Banlun Peak...Brother Mu Wang...you take me there..."

Qiu Mu looked startled and nodded.

"Okay, okay...I'll take you away..."

As he said that, he carefully picked up the other party and boarded the floating cloud.

Shen Yuanxiu glanced down, and many spiritual cultivators at his feet were also looking up at him, seeing that this once famous and notorious demon cultivator in the cultivation world, among them were many Qinghemen disciples, their expressions were complicated, For a moment, I couldn't tell the difference between joy and sorrow.

Shen Yuanxiu's eyes flicked over them one by one, his vision was obviously blurred, but he looked at it so carefully, as if he wanted to keep it in his heart forever.

Finally, that gaze fell on Dong Qinghe, and Shen Yuanxiu's mouth moved.

Dong Qinghe saw it, he was saying: Master, take care...

……

In a small depression of Banlun Peak, there is still the house where Dong Qinghe lived temporarily. It was here that Shen Yuanxiu was rescued by Qiu Muwang who came to visit the master of the East Gate. After Dong Qinghe left, Qiu Muwang Mu Wang accompanied him to heal his injuries here for a long time, and then took Shen Yuanxiu to Qinghe Gate, and began the happiest period of his life.

Back to the old place, everything seems to be the same, Qiu Muwang pushed open the door and put Shen Yuanxiu on the bed.

Shen Yuanxiu closed his eyes tightly, as if he was asleep, or...

Qiu Mu glanced at the distressed clothes of the two, lowered his head and said, "Take a break, I'll go find some clothes to change, and then twist a handkerchief to wipe your face..."

Shen Yuanxiu didn't respond, Qiu Muwang glanced at him again, and quickly turned back to get busy.

When he left, there was only silence in the house, the cold winter wind blowing the semi-yellow withered leaves in the mountains to make it even more bleak, the wind whistled back and forth, and one of them leaked in from the half-opened window.

The thin eyelashes fluttered, and Shen Yuanxiu, who had already fallen into a deep sleep, opened his eyes with difficulty, and looked at the black shadow that appeared in the room at an unknown time.

Shen Yuanxiu twitched her fingers.

Hei Ying was startled, half-knelt on the head of the bed, and leaned over carefully.

Shen Yuanxiu whispered a few words to him intermittently, the back of the black shadow was stiff when he heard it, suddenly his palm felt cold, something was stuffed in it, it was black and sharp, it was the claw of a 梼杌 beast.

"I can only... help you so far, the next road... depends on you..." Shen Yuanxiu said.

Black Shadow looked at him and nodded.

Shen Yuanxiu closed his eyes again wearily, and smiled after a while: "Aren't you leaving yet? You also have... like this... mother-in-law's day?"

Hei Ying gritted his teeth, and then took a deep look at the person on the bed, a gleam of water seemed to flash in his usually dark eyes.

"Thank you..."

Black Shadow finally choked out two words, and turned away from the hut.

From a distance, he saw Qiu Muwang coming towards him, but the other party passed by as if he couldn't see him at all, the black figure paused, and his feet accelerated to the distance.

After only taking a few steps, the black shadow suddenly stopped in place.

On the mountain road not far from him, stood a man who seemed to have just experienced a fierce battle. The man was covered in blood, his hair was scattered, and his exposed skin was covered with terrible cracks. I couldn't stand anymore, but the eyes that looked at me revealed a bone-chilling fiery and violent surge...