The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

"very nice……"

Xie Changliu looked at Shen Zhihan's outstretched hand, and a satisfied smile suddenly appeared on his face.

That hand was white and clean, with well-proportioned flesh and bones, not at all as rough as a sword practicer, but rather like a hand that adds fragrance to a painting.He was in a trance, and his vision was not very bright, but when he looked up the hand, the face he saw became clear.

The face engraved deep in his memory has not changed at all. It looked like this 3000 years ago, and it is still so attractive after 3000 years.

It seems that the extremely delicate facial features that have been especially attached to by Tiandao are set off by the tear mole at the corner of the eye, and they are set off with some red dust, and they are no longer so unreachable.

——It makes people want to hold him in their arms...

Xie Changliu thought so, so he did the same.

Everything happened between lightning and flint, Shen Zhihan only felt his wrist tighten, and his whole body fell into a warm and hard embrace.

The aroma of ambergris and the smell of blood rushed into the tip of his nose. He was about to speak, but Xie Changliu held him tightly in his arms.

"Thank you for keeping you..."

"Shh."

Xie Changliu interrupted him, then raised a hand to cover Shen Zhihan's eyes: "My dear, listen to me."

"These monsters are facing your face. They came too fast and organized. I didn't defend myself at all, so I was seriously injured by them."

He paused, but there was some relief in his hoarse voice: "...I'm afraid I won't be able to go out with you today."

Shen Zhihan shook his head, but the tip of his nose was a little sour. Hearing the other party's calm voice, he immediately said urgently: "Xie Changliu, you can't give up, I will definitely take you out!"

If it weren't for being so close, Shen Zhihan wouldn't have felt that Xie Changliu's aura was so weak and chaotic.

Not only the spiritual energy on his body, but also the violent flame breath, and a demonic energy that cannot be ignored was rampaging through his meridians.

"Be obedient," Xie Changliu coughed twice, and then said, "I don't have much spiritual power left, only enough for the final blow..."

He tightened his hands covering Shen Zhihan's eyes: "When these monsters are dead, you take out the essence of fire and bring them with you, and then immediately return to Wuweizong..."

Shen Zhihan was startled, but suddenly felt the other's body temperature getting hotter and hotter.

He instantly realized what the other party wanted to do, and immediately panicked: "What did you say?... No, no. Xie Changliu, you can't do this, you will die, do you know that? You will die!"

"Good hearted," Xie Changliu tilted his head slightly, and kissed Shen Zhihan lightly on the cheek, "I know what you want to do. You want to save the world, you want to protect the world, that's very good. I have something to do too. The thing is to do my best to protect you and fulfill you, isn't that also very good?"

Shen Zhihan shook his head desperately, but couldn't help feeling bitter in his heart.

Xie Changliu is the essence of fire. The final blow he said was to use the red lotus karmic fire in his body as an introduction to detonate all the fire essence that had been in his body to destroy the monster.

——But doing that is no different from a cultivator self-destructing!

Shen Zhihan just wanted to break free from Xie Changliu's arms to stop him, but his body tightened suddenly.

He lowered his head in astonishment while struggling, and saw a thin golden chain in Xie Changliu's hand at some point, and the other end of the thin chain was firmly wrapped around Shen Zhihan.

A small bell hung at the end of the thin chain, making a very faint ringing sound.

"Xie Changliu! Stop!"

Shen Zhihan's canthus was about to burst, but he could barely manage to struggle with the gold chain on his body, which was not as thick as a pinky finger. He could only watch helplessly as the flames gradually ignited on Xie Changliu's body, and then he avoided him, and suddenly burst into pieces. open!

"Thank you for staying!!!"

As if time slowed down suddenly, everything turned into slow motion, Shen Zhihan could almost clearly see Xie Changliu's flying eyebrows gradually fade before his eyes, and was engulfed by flames again.

And all the monsters surrounding the two were drowned in the flames by the explosion centered on them, not even a corpse was left behind.

The gold chain lost Xie Changliu's control, and finally fell off Shen Zhihan's body, and fell into the ashes under his feet, making a dull ringing sound.

I don't know if it was because he was struggling too much just now, or for some other reason, but without the restraint of the gold chain, Shen Zhihan fell to the ground as if he lost his strength.

He looked around anxiously, only to see that the entire city was submerged in a sea of ​​flames burning like a red lotus blooming.The originally dilapidated outline gradually dissolved and dissipated in the flames, and finally only a handful of ashes remained, which were blown by the wind and dispersed, leaving only a barren plain.

"...Xie Changliu?"

Shen Zhihan's voice was a little trembling, and it was hoarse because he was too hoarse just now.He subconsciously put his hand towards the tired Jinling, and suddenly there was a trace of confusion in his expression: "Xie Changliu...?"

Suddenly, the moment his fingertips touched the pattern of golden bells, the ashes in front of him suddenly loosened, and in the blink of an eye, a red lotus was born, the buds were tightly closed, swaying slightly in the wind, as if to greet people. wave.

Shen Zhihan subconsciously raised his hand to touch the flower bud, and the blood of Xie Changliu on his hand could not be wiped off in the future.

What the fingertips feel is not the scorching heat of the red lotus fire, but the delicate touch of the petals, even a little cold.

The blood stain was absorbed the moment it stained the bud, and then there was a very weak cracking sound, and the red lotus bloomed slowly.

A fiery red clear spirit bead was wrapped in a wisp of white mist and lay quietly at the stamen, exuding a warm and peaceful light.

Shen Zhihan held his breath and watched the red lotus bloom little by little, but he seemed to see a look of eager smile through it.

As if it was a wake-up signal, the sound of breaking ground sounded from all directions. He looked around in shock, but saw more red lotuses growing out layer by layer with the first flower as the center, and then blooming in the wind, like balls of flames. Cover with black ash.

Shen Zhihan stared blankly, but his eye sockets became hotter and hotter, and his vision became more and more blurred. It seemed that something slipped down his cheeks, and there was a muffled sound amidst the ashes on the ground, which was reflected in his ears, like thunder roaring.

He looked back at the red lotus that was in full bloom at the beginning, and saw that the white mist wrapped in the vermilion spirit beads seemed to have finally woken up, wrapped in the essence of fire, circling Shen Zhihan in the sea of ​​flowers, and then slowly stopped. in front of him.

Shen Zhihan was a little taken aback, not knowing how to react for a moment.But the white mist turned around with the Lingzhu again, and then lightly brushed Shen Zhihan's hands hanging by his side.

He raised his hand subconsciously, and saw Bai Wu gently resting the Lingzhu in his palm.

"...Xie Changliu?" Shen Zhihan said hoarsely, "You are Xie Changliu, right?"

But the white mist didn't make any sound, it just came over and flew around Shen Zhihan's neck, and drifted around his cheek for a moment, like a ball of cold and gentle water vapor, and like a dream that could be broken at the touch of a finger.

Shen Zhihan subconsciously raised his other hand to touch it, but the white mist suddenly dissipated and then condensed, and returned to him again.

"Thank you... Xie Changliu, don't leave... I have a way to save you... I must have a way..."

Shen Zhihan was a little incoherent, but saw that Bai Wu gradually condensed into an indistinct human figure, and waved his small hand to him, as if saying goodbye.

Shen Zhihan was so anxious that he reached out his hand to grab it, but it seemed like he was holding a puff of smoke. After all, he didn't catch anything, and could only watch it dissipate in the world.

"Xie Changliu...? Xie Changliu!!!"

Shen Zhihan didn't even care about his image, and desperately chased in the direction where Xie Changliu disappeared: "Don't go! Don't go—"

The smoke disappeared into nothingness, but Shen Zhihan accidentally kicked the golden bell left by Xie Changliu in a panic.

"jingle--"

Like crushed ice in an empty valley, there is only a golden bell the size of a walnut, but the ringing of the bell is deafening, with long echoes.

At the moment when the reverberations spread out in circles, everything in the world seemed to stand still.

The lotus flower swaying in the wind centered on Shen Zhihan—to be precise, the center of the golden bell gradually froze. Shen Zhihan turned around and picked up the bell, only to see some light flakes began to emerge in the sea of ​​flowers.

The shards of light rose upwards, scattered like fireflies, and then returned again. Each piece of shards of light dragged a wisp of almost invisible white mist into the floating golden bell when it turned around, and the cycle continued for a long time. for an hour.

Shen Zhihan held his breath almost the whole time, his eyes fixed on the golden bell, but he couldn't see what kind of changes were going on inside it anyway.

Suddenly, there was a flash of fluorescent light on the golden bell, and Shen Zhihan was startled, and saw that its luster dimmed, and it fell back into his palm with a "ding bell".

The still wind flowed again, and all the shards of light were swept up into the sky and dissipated.

Shen Zhihan held the golden bell carefully, but he couldn't wait for any changes.

He suddenly lost his strength and fell to sit in the sea of ​​flowers.

"Roar--"

An extremely low beast roar sounded at this moment.

Shen Zhihan was silent, first took out a red string from his sleeve and hung the golden bell on his neck in a precious way, then reached out and grabbed Qionghua who was thrown aside by him at some point.

The natal sword is connected with the master's soul, so you can naturally feel Shen Zhihan's state of mind—the light shines when the tip of the sword is cut through, and it exudes a sharp sword energy that has never been seen before!

Shen Zhihan got up slowly, his eyes glistened with clear waves but ice was frozen every inch, turning into a snowstorm.

The black shadow of the monster began to emerge from the edge of the sea of ​​red lotus flowers. With a flick of Shen Zhihan's sword tip, his whole body turned into a beam of sword light, rushing out of the sea of ​​flowers suddenly, and overturned the frontmost demons of the void with a single blow!

At the same time, in the sea of ​​clouds.

Huge cranes shuttled through it, but the figure on its back was no longer as tall and straight as it was when it left the golden platform.

The wind was strong at a high place, but he did not use his spiritual power to separate the strong wind from himself, but let the wind knife blow his clothes and braids flying violently.

"Cough..." An extremely suppressed muffled cough overflowed, but was drowned by the wind, leaving no trace.

"Bah."

But at this moment, a drop of blood fell on the snow-white crane feathers, it was dazzling red.

"Xianzun, are you alright?!" Bai He, who had been concentrating on his way, was taken aback, and hurriedly used his own spiritual power to build a protective cover, protecting Jun Wuxin who was slowly sitting down on his back.

Jun Wuxin moves slowly, like an octogenarian who is dying of old age.He first sat down on Bai He's back with great effort, then took out a brocade handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe off the blood from the corners of his lips and fingertips, and then replied very slowly: "No problem... Hurry up Bar."

"Yes!" Bai He flapped his wings and accelerated forward again.

Jun Wuxin sat and panted for a while, then raised her hand to smooth out her somewhat messy skirt and white hair, and then slowly stood up again.

The crystal leaves flew out from his neckline, first flew around him, and then a young voice floated out: "I said you...why are you still acting brave?"

He hated iron and said: "Even standing is strenuous, and it's so exhausting! What's the use of you going to find Mo Ning? He found Fang Qiyu to force himself to set up a large formation to block the secrets for himself in order to practice quickly. I am trapped in the golden platform. If there is a day, all the catastrophes accumulated in the past will come down together with the punishment of the heavens, and it will be light to be wiped out! Tell me, how did he protect Shen Zhihan???"

"If even he can't do anything about it, do seniors think that I and the others can do it?"

Jun Wuxin's face was so pale that it was almost transparent, but his smile remained the same, and he said very slowly: "At least now, it seems that he is probably the only one who can live the longest—there is not much time in the future, so we must find a way out for Hanhan." yes."

"...What an idiot!" Bai Shu said helplessly, "I'm just curious, who is Shen Zhihan, and what happened between you two years ago? Why is he worthy of your sacrifice!!!"

"Actually... I don't even remember."

Jun Wuxin laughed, "In my remaining memories, there are only sporadic fragments. I only remember that before the year was divided into six, I sent him into reincarnation with my own hands..."

He looked at the end of the sea of ​​clouds, his eyes emptied, as if he was thinking of a long time ago: "At that time, he still smiled and said to his subordinate, "Wait for me to come back", but thinking about it now...it seems like a dream."

Bai Shu was silent, and was about to speak, but the white crane under Jun Wuxin's feet suddenly let out a long cry, and then said anxiously: "Immortal Venerable! I found the senior brother! Look below!!!"

Jun Wuxin silenced her voice and looked down intently, but her heart suddenly shrank.

At first sight is a sea of ​​extremely dazzling red lotus flowers, swaying with the wind.Dressed in white clothes and holding a sword independently on the side of the sea of ​​flowers, the whole body is full of sword light.But in front of the white-clothed man, there were large pieces of monster corpses that had turned into scorched earth.

The scarlet red and the deep black are actually limited by this white dress, without any overlap.

"Chill!!!"

Jun Wuxin recognized the identity of the man in white at a glance, and before Bai He could stand firmly on the ground, he immediately jumped down and rushed towards Shen Zhihan's figure.

Shen Zhihan was exhausted.

Revenge is easy to say, but how can it be easy to strangle all the Void Demons that will attack in the future?

Shen Zhihan looked at the charred corpses piled up in front of him, but only thought of the touch left by Xie Changliu on his cheek before he dissipated.

There was another strange movement in the distance, Shen Zhihan leaned on Qionghua, thinking that if there were another batch, he might really be unable to hold on...

Just thinking about this, a cry of crane sounded just right.

He raised his eyes stiffly, and saw a white-haired figure in black clothes jumping off the back of a white crane that was as tall as two people, walking towards him quickly.

The man was the same as usual, with gentle and clear eyes, but his white hair was not tied up with a crown, but was loosely braided and tied with a black hairband on his shoulders. Looking at it, he had no memory In the light and alienation, only the familiarity and kindness remain.

"Master..."

Shen Zhihan looked at the anxious and heartbroken eyes of the visitor, and felt sourness welling up his nose one after another.With a slip of his hand, he finally couldn't support Qionghua's hilt anymore, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

"Hanhan!" Jun Wuxin hastily helped him up, but Shen Zhihan's hand hanging by his side had somehow grasped his lapel tightly.

He bowed his head, but he could only see the former buried his face firmly in his arms, his slender fingers clenched white, trembling violently with his master, but he didn't make a sound.

Jun Wuxin's chest was suffocated, and a wave of warmth rushed to his throat, but he was forced to suppress it immediately.

He embraced Shen Zhihan very carefully, stroked his hair again and again, as in the past many years.

"Hanhan... Let's go, let's go home."

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