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The moment Xie Changliu asked, Shen Zhihan felt something was wrong—if Guixian Liuxiang was able to sense the spirit of the earth because it was born in a spirit orchid that was also a plant, Xie Changliu relied on it to sense the essence of the earth. What sense?

As if he had guessed his inner thoughts, the Red Demon Venerable rubbed his cheek affectionately, then straightened up, and said with a smile: "You are still collecting the essence of the five elements, and they can even interact with each other." Don't you know?"

Shen Zhihan was momentarily at a loss for words - he really didn't know!

Whether it's Baishu or Liuxiang, no one has ever told him such a thing...

Xie Changliu let out a low laugh, first raised his hand and tucked the temple hair that covered the mole at the corner of Shen Zhihan's eye behind his ear, then stroked his cheek, rubbed the mole with his thumb and said softly: "There is a wood on your body. You must have talked with senior Guixian...why, didn't she tell you what's going on with me now?"

Fire Essence...

Shen Zhihan subconsciously looked at the other party's bright eyes with flowing lines, but his chest felt uncomfortable.

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, as if if he didn't tell the truth, he would be able to deceive himself and others that there is a solution to everything.

Seeing that he remained silent, Xie Changliu smiled, and said again: "Before in Mirage, I was forced to join the battle due to the force, but when I woke up, I found that Ji Ye and your trouble-making junior sister were Honglian The Ice Soul Flame Heart Lotus, which can only be brought into the world by karmic fire—they have already become one under the karmic fire package on my body, and they have returned to your Wuwei sect."

But Shen Zhihan frowned: "Then is it Anian or Jiye Demon Lord who is in charge of the body now?"

"There is no such thing as the Extreme Night Demon Lord..."

Xie Changliu sneered, but his expression couldn't tell whether it was sadness or joy: "Sheng Miyan voluntarily sacrificed, and merged with your junior sister before she woke up. Now there is only Qingxuan Fairy Han Nian left in the world. The two of them separated After more than a hundred years, now they can finally be inseparable forever, probably only they themselves know how it feels..."

As he spoke, he rolled his eyes, but his eyes fell on Shen Zhihan's twinkling eyes: "If it were me, guess what I would do?"

Shen Zhihan was forced to raise his eyes, trying to ignore the touch brought by the other's soft fingertips on his cheeks, and said with difficulty: "I... don't know..."

Xie Changliu seemed to have known that he would say this a long time ago, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked like crescents, but his hands passed over his shoulders, lowered a little bit, and finally held Shen Zhihan's hand.

The moment his hands were grabbed, Shen Zhihan subconsciously wanted to pull his hands out, but before he could exert his strength, Xie Changliu stuffed a cold round lump in his right hand.

The tentacles of the ball were rough, but Shen Zhihan knew that it was due to the tedious carving. He shook his palm lightly, and heard crisp bells ringing one after another—it was Xie Changliu's golden bell.

He looked over in some surprise, and saw the intimacy and cunning in the eyes of the other party, a burst of spiritual flow flowed into the golden bell in the palm from the point of contact between their skins, and the touch of the palm immediately changed from a round golden bell to a cylindrical sword handle.

The conditioned reflex of holding the sword all the year round made Shen Zhihan immediately adjust his posture and hold the long sword straight in his hand. Xie Changliu moved his hand away, and he lifted the sword in his hand to his eyes, and then his eyes showed surprise.

This is a golden sword as thin as a cicada's wings.

Although the length is the same as other swords, the blade is thinner by more than 01:30 points, almost giving the illusion that it will break when you break it.

Shen Zhihan lifted the golden sword slightly, only to feel that the sword was a little lighter than Qionghua's, and it seemed almost non-existent in his hand.

He was puzzled, looked at Xie Changliu, and saw that the other party had already grasped the tip of the golden sword with one hand at some point.

Blood overflowed from the skin that was cut so easily, and was slowly but firmly sliding down the tip of the sword, as if he was determined to touch Shen Zhihan's white jade fingers.

"Xie Changliu!" Shen Zhihan looked more and more startled, and finally couldn't help but said, "What are you doing???"

The former did not answer.

He just held the tip of the sword lightly, as if he didn't feel any pain, and then exerted a little force, forcing Shen Zhihan to raise his hand following his movements, only to find that the tip of the sword landed——it was Xie Changliu's chest!

The red-clothed Demon Venerable was still holding the tip of his sword, with a smile on his face.

The dark red blood slid down the sword body, like a red thread smudged with a girl's blush, which was particularly conspicuous on the pure gold sword body.

Shen Zhihan couldn't bear to draw the sword, and didn't dare to withdraw, so he had to bite the bullet and asked again: "Xie Changliu, what exactly are you going to do?"

"Heart," Xie Changliu lowered his eyes slightly, his eyelashes covered [-]% to [-]% of the light in his eyes, but there was a thrilling beauty, "You need the essence of fire, don't you?"

Shen Zhihan was dumb, the other party smiled, and said again: "Thousands of years, I have always wondered, what is the meaning of God keeping me here? Is it just to suffer from the flames?"

"Until the deity met you again... My heart, so you are the meaning of my persistence. All the sufferings I have endured are for meeting you again, and for your use."

As Xie Changliu spoke, he took another half step closer, the tip of the sword was pressed, and immediately pierced the red shirt on his chest.

Seeing that the sharp sword tip was about to pierce the former's chest, Shen Zhihan's pupils constricted, and he immediately withdrew the golden sword, and said anxiously, "Are you crazy?!"

"Crazy?"

Xie Changliu nonchalantly shook his hand, which was cut bloody by the sword, and looked around with a smile: "I'm sober—my heart, this is my fate, and it's also my choice."

"What fate, what choice!" Shen Zhihan shook his head stubbornly, and said with a stiff neck, "Shen Xin Mozun, Prince Jinao, how could you be a person who succumbs to fate?! Xie Changliu, calm down, I will definitely have someone else." way!!!”

"If it's you..." Xie Changliu suddenly lowered his head, kissed the fire lines on Shen Zhihan's brow devoutly, and said in a low voice, "If it's you, so what if you submit to fate?"

Shen Zhihan was completely speechless.

He covered his eyebrows, there was still a warm touch from Xie Changliu's lips, and when he looked up, there was only a flying smile on the beautiful face of the red-clothed demon, as if he had no complaints about his upcoming fate.

The hilt of the golden sword in the palm of his hand became hot for some reason. Shen Zhihan felt as if he was holding a block of red carbon while holding it. The severe burning pain forced him to let go of his hand almost like a conditioned reflex, and then pushed it away violently. Thank you for staying!

The strength that erupted from nowhere, Xie Changliu was ready to be pierced through his chest by his sword, so he was pushed back a few steps by Shen Zhihan unpreparedly.

After regaining his senses, he only saw Qionghua's sword light flashing, but the opponent's figure was already submerged in the sword light, and disappeared in the wind mixed with the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus and ambergris.

Xie Changliu was also stunned for a while by the other party's sudden action, but the smile on his face remained the same as before.

After a long time, he finally looked away from the direction where Shen Zhihan left, looked at the golden sword lying on the ground, and let out a sigh as light as falling snow.

"Shen Zhihan, what are you running for?"

The crystal leaves flew around Shen Zhihan, and the voice of the white tree suddenly sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness, Xu Xu said: "Could it be that this is the legendary fleeing? Let me tell you, you might as well just accept Xie Changliu Kindness, anyway, he also..."

Shen Zhihan couldn't listen anymore, he resisted the urge to swear and gritted his teeth: "...Can you shut up? I said I won't kill Xie Changliu, but I won't!!"

"You are a stubborn person!" Instead of shutting up, Bai Shu's voice became a little louder, with a hint of hatred, "Who do you think you are, the protagonist of the novel? The Son of Destiny? Or the one who saves the world?" Great hero? Just say a few words and all problems will be solved? If things are really that simple, with so many generations of Destiny’s Sons, you can just talk about it, why bother? You don’t want it to be cheap, you ..."

The boy's voice was suddenly drowned in the gust of wind.

Bai Shu choked, but Shen Zhihan grabbed the world leaf that had been flying around him all the time, and threw it out!

The whole world seemed to quiet down in an instant, Shen Zhihan breathed a sigh of relief, watching the colorful light drawn by the crystal leaves in the clouds, the brilliance in his eyes gradually sank.

In fact, what Bai Shu said was right, he was just stubborn and cowardly, from the root cause, he just couldn’t bear the guilt and self-blame in his heart when these six people died because of him, he was an out-and-out coward.

He kept saying that he would find a way, but in fact he didn't have a clue in his mind, it was just a dead duck with a stubborn mouth.

Rushing out of the Jingwei Academy, he almost didn't even choose a direction, just thinking about escaping from the suffocating atmosphere as soon as possible.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, everything that happens in this world is very strange.

Even if he traveled back 3000 years, the intersection with the five incarnations was only two months, Fang Qiyu still made sense, after all, the two had known each other for a hundred years, but what about the love from Xie Changliu? What's going on?

Even though the two had been together day and night, how could Prince Changliu have a deep affection for him when he was still young?

Thinking of this, Shen Zhihan rubbed his eyebrows a little irritably.

He always felt that there was another layer of real truth under the surface of everything, but he hadn't had the opportunity to discover it yet.

He sighed, but his movements stopped suddenly.

The light in his eyes shifted slightly, but Shen Zhihan found that he somehow came to the Golden Terrace, and the magnificent buildings on the horizon were so dazzling that it was like another round of tomorrow that was about to rise brilliantly, making it almost impossible to stare at.

And in the white and clear sea of ​​clouds under his feet, a ray of devilish energy rose up without knowing when, and almost instantly dispersed the white thin clouds!

This is... the Demon of the Void? ? ?

Qionghua groaned suddenly, and spontaneously guarded Shen Zhihan's side during his descent, but Shen Zhihan's expression became more serious as the distance from the ground got closer.

Not just Void Demons...

Those who are engulfed by this huge devilish energy clearly have a sky-high sword intent!

——It's the wind that doesn't show mercy! ! !

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