Biography of Xi Shan

"You are indeed here." Duan Hongxue stood at the door coldly, with a trace of pity and sadness in his eyes.

Gui Zun raised his eyelids and said with a sneer, "As expected of my Duan Rong's son, he is blessed with great fortune."

Duan Hongxue looked at him with mixed feelings, his chest heaved violently, anger and sorrow were intertwined.

Duan Rong is hiding here, healing himself at this moment, he had fought against his master twice before, both of which he lost, but now his injuries are getting worse, his body has reached its limit.

However, even though he is at the end of the road, he still doesn't look embarrassed, and his gestures are all awe-inspiring and domineering.

Duan Hongxue's eyes were red, he was full of hostility, and his voice was almost forced from between his teeth, "Why don't you let go of even Grandpa?"

Duan Rong raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a sneer, "Duan Wujue? Oh, do you know why I passed on the "Superiful Star Manual" back then?"

Duan Hongxue pursed his lips, he still remembered that year, he was only eight years old, he was at the age of being competitive, he knew all the secret books of the Zishan Sect by heart, and his skills of swords and swords were all there.On that day, Duan Rong took him to a deserted place and taught him a set of peerless inner skills.

Duan Hongxue thought it was just ordinary martial arts practice, but he admired Duan Rong very much, seeing him teach him everything, he was even more touched and respected.

Later, Duan Hongxue lived up to Duan Rong's expectations, became mad and sadistic, causing some turmoil in the Demon Cult.

Afterwards, Duan Wujue returned to the rivers and lakes to search for the orphan of the Shen family, Duan Rong disappeared and disappeared, and the entire Demon Cult fell into chaos. Under the protection of several loyal elders, he spent a particularly difficult ten years.

Duan Hongxue was gradually able to control himself, but what followed was a madness that was stronger than once. He had no time to wait for the congregation to find a solution for him. He died.

Duan Hongxue withdrew from the memories, he looked at Duan Rong in disbelief, his voice was choked and trembling: "You pushed me out in order to save yourself, I thought you were seriously injured and died, and you left in order not to implicate Zishan Jiao Alien."

Duan Rong suddenly laughed sinisterly, the laughter was eerie, and it was especially cold and piercing in the dark and silent night, "If Duan Wujue didn't want to save you, why would I drag you into the water? Come to him and say, "You can't live without doing your own crimes", but after I taught you the "Strange Star Manual", Duan Wujue went down the mountain anxiously, and broke his oath to re-enter the rivers and lakes for you, looking for the descendants of the Shen family."

Duan Hongxue closed his eyes in despair, "Grandpa is right, if you hadn't practiced the "Strange Star Manual" privately, how could you have ended up in such a mess."

"Is it my fault?" Duan Rong suddenly turned cold, and raised his voice. He was originally handsome and cold, but now his face was cold as ice, and he caught people in an instant.

Duan Rong looked at Duan Hongxue coldly, "Don't forget that the "Strange Star Scripture" is the treasure of the Zishan Sect! For more than a hundred years, countless martyrs have relied on this secret book to carry forward the Zishan Sect. And that old bastard not only wants to seal up the "Strange Star Scripture", but also plans to destroy this secret book and reform it from now on. It's ridiculous, Zishan Sect is the number one divine religion in Jianghu, and it is going to be destroyed in the hands of Duan Wujue, you call me How can I bear it?"

"It's too late to say anything now." Duan Hongxue lowered his face and asked, "Where is Grandpa now?"

Duan Rong looked at his eyes full of sarcasm, he laughed and said: "Duan Hongxue, you are still a little naive after all, when the "Strange Star Manual" needs to constantly absorb the internal power of others, Duan Wujue has a strong internal force , do you want to let the father miss it in vain?"

Duan Hongxue suddenly felt weak all over, and took two steps back in surprise, leaning on a big tree to stabilize his body, he looked at Duan Rong in disbelief, he thought that Duan Rong had imprisoned his grandfather at most, but unexpectedly, he He even made a move against his own father!

Duan Hongxue gritted his teeth and stared at the man in front of him, almost tears of blood in his eyes.

Duan Rong raised his lips evilly, straightened his slightly messy clothes, and said lightly: "I didn't intend to kill him at first, I just blame him for taking Shen Ao's life when I wasn't prepared, Shen Ao Once I die, I can only absorb the old man's internal energy, but I never expected that his internal energy is so strong that he firmly restrained the surging blood in my body, if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be able to last for so many years."

Duan Hongxue lowered his head and laughed feebly. The pain spread all over his body until his body felt numb, and his vision was so hazy that he could no longer see Duan Rong's face clearly.

Duan Rong glanced at him, and said lightly: "I just didn't expect you to be on their side today. You should think about it carefully. When I catch the orphan of the Shen family and find out a way to deal with the "Strange Star Scripture", what about you?" It's not without benefits. You are my son, and a tiger does not eat its own child. Naturally, I will think about you, and come to me after you figure it out."

Duan Hongxue still kept laughing, laughing like crazy.

Duan Rong didn't want to see his cowardly and incompetent appearance. When he saw Shang Hua's fire signal from a distance, he immediately turned and left, leaving him behind.

On the empty mountainside, only Duan Hongxue was alone. He knelt down on the ground and stared at the front. There was darkness in his eyes. Sweat drenched his body. Faith is torn to pieces.

After an unknown amount of time, a young man appeared for no reason and slowly approached Duan Hongxue.

"Master Duan." Zhao Peiran looked at him in surprise and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

Duan Hong looked at him fiercely with blood-red eyes, but his eyes were full of despair, like a wounded beast, struggling to put on a ferocious posture even at the end of the road.

"Jing Ji and the others walked too fast. I originally wanted to chase them, but I didn't want to meet you." Zhao Peiran squatted down, looked at him carefully, and said softly, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Zhao Peiran was going to help him as he said that, but Duan Hongxue stared at him stubbornly, gnashing his teeth and forcing out the word "Get lost".

Zhao Peiran paused, then smiled gently, and said softly, "Don't be brave, come on, I'll help you up."

"I'll let you go." Duan Hongxue's chest heaved and his mood fluctuated violently. Looking at Zhao Peiran's worried and anxious expression, he felt more and more dazzling.

Zhao Peiran frowned slightly, then smiled, and said softly: "How can I be willing to leave when you are like this now? If something happens to you, I will feel sorry for you to death."

Duan Hongxue stared at him coldly with red eyes, turned over and rushed towards him after being silent for a while.

Zhao Peiran was taken aback, thinking that Duan Hongxue was going to attack him, but he didn't want that person to kiss him fiercely, biting his lips.

The smell of blood intertwined with the taste of body fluid in the mouth, and the lust was ignited in an instant.

Zhao Peiran turned around, pressed the person under him, and kissed the other person's lips fiercely. Suddenly he stopped, raised his head slowly, frowned and looked at Duan Hongxue, and asked hesitantly: "Don't you like Xiaojing?" ?"

Duan Hongxue frowned, and said coldly: "You are disgusting, you also have evil thoughts about your own brother? If you want to do it, do it, if you don't do it, get lost."

Zhao Peiran was full of joy, and licked his lips carefully, until the other party was annoyed, and then undressed, and had a good night.

Afterwards, Zhao Peiran withdrew and waited, lovingly hugging the young man in his arms, licking his slender and graceful neck.

Duan Hongxue raised his eyes, stretched out his hand to push him away, and said coldly, "Go away."

Zhao Peiran was not angry either. After being pushed away, he hugged him again and asked with a smile, "Are you comfortable?"

"Are you shameless?" Duan Hongxue frowned and stared at him impatiently.

Zhao Peiran rubbed his face with unsatisfied enthusiasm, and said with a smile: "I thought you were in love with Xiaojing before, but it seems that I was thinking too much."

Duan Hongxue rested for a while and recovered his strength. He stood up, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on, and said coldly: "You think too much, don't let me see you again, or I will kill you."

Zhao Peiran stood up abruptly and grabbed his wrist, "What do you mean?"

Duan Hongxue squinted at him, and said with a sneer: "Why, you think this is a wedding night in the bridal chamber, and you and I will depend on each other forever? Don't forget who I am, I, Duan Hongxue, the majestic master of the sect, is it you? Compatible?"

Zhao Peiran looked at him with pain in his heart, "Why do you say these words to provoke me."

Duan Hongxue's eyes were red and swollen, he turned sideways and looked at him firmly, and said resolutely: "You and I have only met a few times, how can we have feelings as deep as the sea, and we have already disagreed, so there is no need to do it for a while. Painfully entangled."

Duan Hongxue broke away Zhao Peiran's hand and left resolutely, leaving only his lonely back disappearing in the dark winter night.

Many years later, Zhao Peiran is still brooding over today's scene. It took him a lot of time to understand that love is only a momentary thing.

***

Too many things happened that night, many people stayed up all night, and when the sun rose far away, the situation experienced another earth-shaking change.

The drunkard dared to come in a hurry, but he only saw Chen Daozhen.

He touched the cold sweat on his forehead, kept a distance from Chen Daozhen, and then asked hesitantly, "Where... Brother Jing?"

"He's fine." Chen Daozhen replied casually, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes downcast thinking about something.

The drunkard immediately heaved a sigh of relief. If something happened to Brother Jing, then his old life might have to be risked.

Chen Daozhen said: "Have you seen Pei Ran?"

The drunkard shook his head.

"When Pei Ran comes back, let him sit in the Wuji sect. The situation is so delicate that Murong Lianhe may not be able to sit still." Chen Daozhen looked at him and said, "You follow his orders and don't act recklessly."

The drunkard opened his eyes wide and raised his voice, "I listen to him?"

Chen Daozhen glanced at him irritably, and the drunkard immediately fell silent.

After some hesitation, the drunk head asked, "Master, where are you going?"

"Xishan." Chen Daozhen suddenly became strict, stared at him coldly, and said angrily, "I'll settle your debt with you when I come back!"

The drunkard patted his head in annoyance, thinking to himself, after all, he did not escape this catastrophe.