The Sword of Fast Time Traveling Xiumei GL

Xunyang knew what she looked like in Nan Huaimu's eyes, maybe she was more unforgivable in Nan Huaimu's eyes than she thought.

She is vicious. When Nan Huaimu was standing outside the door just now, she heard the movement, so she thought carefully and wanted to try again. If Nan Huaimu could show a little kindness, she would pull Nan Huaimu Fallen, don't think about karma and reincarnation, just have fun, but ask for your wish.

But she failed, she never thought that Nan Huaimu hated herself so much.

Nan Huaimu's sword got lower and lower, almost piercing into the softest part of Xun Yang's neck.

At the same time, Nan Huaimu said in a low voice with infinite grief and indignation: "I really want to expose your face in front of the world and let them see that the Taoist ancestor that everyone admires is actually a femme fatale."

Xun Yang closed his eyes, and said again: "Yes."

She is vicious, she is vicious, she only hates herself, she knows nothing, and she doesn't want to learn.It will only keep hurting Nan Huaimu.

There are no good people in this world, Nan Huaimu is one of them, but it's a pity that because of her, he got on a bad path.

Xunyang opened his eyes, moved his fingers, and put his hand on Nan Huaimu's shoulder, pressing down the hand holding the sword even more.

"Nan Huaimu, kill me."

Her tone was still hopeless, and this sentence seemed to be just a charity, giving Nan Huaimu an opportunity, and Shi Shan Nan Huaimu's request to fulfill his wish.

Tiny drops of blood oozed from between the white neck, dripped down the bed, and stained her silver-white hair.

"You don't even want to struggle?" Nan Huaimu said indifferently. She stared at Xunyang for a while, retracted her little sword, then straightened her upper body, and said condescendingly, "How could I kill you?"

There was a burst of anticipation in Xunyang's eyes.

Nan Huaimu went on to say: "You kind of person, since the golden core is broken, you should experience the pain that ordinary people would suffer." She lowered her head and pressed the bleeding neck with her fingertips.

Xunyang squinted his eyes in pain.

Nan Huaimu had no sympathy at all, she smiled and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xunyang was naturally in pain, tears came out from the pain.

Nan Huaimu touched the throbbing pulse on the side of the neck, and it seemed to pierce through here the next moment: "You should get used to it. There will be more painful things waiting for you in the future."

However, it only made Xun Yang suffer.Nan Huaimu knew that he really couldn't kill Xun Yang.

In the Mozong these years, although she was full of blood, she couldn't do anything against Xunyang.

She hated Xunyang, hated it deeply, and at night, she would always grit her teeth, thinking about what Xunyang had done.But she just couldn't do it.

After becoming the devil lord, she had countless opportunities to take revenge. As long as she could stab her sword intent into Xunyang's body, Xunyang would end up in the same fate as Chunbao, with all her soul destroyed.

Countless times, a sword was drawn to the cuff and then put back.

Now, it is still like this.

But this is also good, she has a lot of time to let Xun Yang understand that life is more painful than death.

Nan Huai Muhui didn't have many tricks, but fortunately, she learned a few tricks from the Samsara Stone.

She found her mahogany bracelet, tore it off Xun Yang's wrist, put it on her wrist, and left the room.

Before leaving, she attached a wisp of divine consciousness to this room, as a little thing to keep an eye on, observing Xunyang all the time.

On the first day, she learned that Xunyang was weak and needed a potion to repair the damaged dantian.The medicinal herb grows in the secret realm of the Jedi. The secret realm has been open for three days in 50 years. It is currently under the control of a certain spiritual sect and will be opened soon.

Nan Huaimu ran to the spiritual sect with great fanfare and destroyed the secret place.The spiritual cultivators were furious, and they all raised their swords to attack.

Such attacks were insignificant to Nan Huaimu. She moved slightly with her spiritual sense, and taking advantage of her bad mood, she logically destroyed the school of spiritual cultivation.

On the second day, Xun Yang had learned about this, and his condition worsened. He sat at the dinner table without moving for a day, as if he had fallen into a trance.

Nan Huaimu looked at it with his arms outstretched, thinking that this person is really boring.

On the third day, the fourth day, and the fifth day, Xun Yang got up, was in a daze, and fell asleep.

On the sixth day, Xunyang vomited a large amount of blood, and Nan Huai sat up from the bed in shock, then fell back on the bed with a bang.

On the seventh day, the head of the sect came to see Xunyang. Seeing Xunyang's appearance, he was deeply moved, and said: "Change your fate against the sky, this is the end, but your life should not die. Tomorrow the Taiping Xuanxian will return to the mountain. Let’s talk about the Dao Dharma for a day, and you go with me.”

Xunyang said: "The result this time is the same for everyone who asks."

The head said: "The reason why Xuanxian can become Xuanxian is because of his strength."

Xun Yang nodded. After the headmaster left, she dragged herself to the cabinet and took out a bottle of medicine. After taking it, she finally regained some strength.

Nan Huaimu disdains that Xuanxian, and also disdains Xun Yang's deeds.

She still acted decisively, destroyed the Taoist forum, and competed with the Taoist Xuanxian in public, and defeated the Xuanxian with the body of a demon cultivator.

It was no longer possible to discuss the Tao, so Nan Huaimu returned home with all his heart, looking forward to Xunyang's reaction when he knew it.

Xunyang did vomit blood again.

Not only her, but everyone in the cultivation world was panicked.

The monks whispered and asked each other: "Didn't the Demon Sect be destroyed by Master Xunyang? Why did it suddenly become worse? It was the great demon who acted recklessly a few days ago, and her soul was personally destroyed by the powerful people." , how can he still be alive, is there really any supernatural ability?"

Nan Huaimu didn't know about these things.

Xue Ziyi has always been in charge of diplomatic harmony, and Nan Huaimu, the devil, lives very comfortably.

Recently, she has been obsessed with spying on Xunyang.

In the past, I didn't know the usefulness of spiritual consciousness was so great, and I didn't know that I still had such leisure time. I even felt very interested in peeking at the daily life of the enemy.

Most of the time, Xunyang just touched his wrist and sat at the table in a daze for a day.

But Nan Huaimu couldn't get tired of watching it. She sat in Xunyang for a day, and she sat for a day, turning the peach wood beads on her wrist, sitting quietly like an old monk.

Half a month later, Xunyang was already thin and out of human shape.

Her cheeks were sunken, her lips were barely red, her eye sockets were full of fine bloodshot eyes, and her cultivation had regressed a lot, almost even the disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage couldn't keep up.

This kind of Xunyang is really a world of difference compared with the former ray fairy bone.

Nan Huaimu felt that she should be proud, but she couldn't laugh.She watched with a sullen face, and the memory of the fifth reincarnation broke into her mind for no reason.

How did her proud Taoist companion become Xunyang.

Nan Huaimu felt bitter in his heart, and continued to look at Xunyang.Seeing that Xun Yang took out an unruly piece of wood from the cabinet, he took a nearby knife and carved it against the wood.

Every move seems to be extremely skilled.

Nan Huaimu was dazed when she saw it, the scene in her mind was as if she had seen it thousands of times, just a few more breaths later, the person who buried his head in carving wood would turn around and ask her what she would like to eat tonight.

No, this is not Chunbao!

How could she have such thoughts, Nan Huaimu buried herself in the quilt again, and cried softly for a while, it would be great if Chunbao was still alive.

The wood carving slowly took shape, and a familiar villain was carved out.

Nan Huaimu still had no time to be shocked, there was a sound at the door, which seemed to be Xue Ziyi's words.

She couldn't stand the scene of carving wood, so as not to think of Chunbao again, so she quickly cut off her consciousness, put on her shoes, and went out to look for Xue Ziyi.

Outside the door, Xue Ziyi was talking with a man in black.The man in black exudes a dead air all over his body, and his face is heavy, as if he came from the underworld.

Nan Huaimu asked, and it turned out that this person was really a messenger from the underworld.

Although the ghost messenger has a lifeless face, he is a talkative person, and he can't stop talking.

He said that he had recently received a lot of complaints from innocent souls, all accusing the Mozong of deceiving others too much.

Nan Huaimu said with a smile: "It's not deceiving, they just don't live up to it."

The ghost messenger also laughed and said: "Of course what the devil said makes sense. I'm here now to mention someone who is going against the road, and see if my old friend is just on the way. He also said some unnecessary words in passing, the devil If the Lord is not happy to hear it, just pretend I didn’t say it.”

Nan Huaimu leaned against the gate, smiling softly.

Seeing that the two of them couldn't talk together, Xue Ziyi started another topic and said, "Who is the retrograde person you just mentioned?"

The ghost messenger talked about this point, but he was eloquent: "He is quite famous in the world of living people. He committed a fool a few days ago and continued the life of the damned person. He used all his cultivation to send him into reincarnation to avoid disaster. Although She has already turned back and survived, but now she suddenly loses her will to live. The king of hell saw the merit book the day before yesterday, and found that this person has several lifetimes of merit, so he sent me to come up to mention some, so as not to ruin the hope. The mighty one who ascended to immortality."

After hearing this, Xue Ziyi felt that this person was stupid.

The backlash after the continuation of life is the most painful. If you can get through that hurdle, why don't you have the idea of ​​living.

Xue Ziyi said with a smile: "I don't know which family's Daoists have the ability to extend life, but they don't have the blessing of survival."

The ghost said: "It's hard to say the name, but you all recognize that person."

Xue Ziyi thought about it, and felt that among the people she knew, Nan Huaimu was the only one with the greatest ability.

Unexpectedly, Nan Huai went mad suddenly.

"Who is it?!" Nan Huaimu exploded with energy, shattering all the surrounding windows and doors.

The ghost guard froze for a moment, and then felt the powerful aura of the demon lord.

This momentum is actually stronger and more submissive than the Lord of Hell.The ghost messenger didn't have the strength to resist at all. He knelt down and said tremblingly, "It's Xunyang of Qinglong Mountain."