How Immortals and Demons Fall in Love Through Different Paths

"Ghost way." Tong Shu stared at Yao Shiqing's shadow, pondered for a long time and said these two words.

Seeing that Xin Wu raised his eyes suspiciously, Tong Shu explained, "The shadows of ordinary people are people moving and shadows moving, and people's shadows are in no particular order. But Yao Shiqing's shadow faintly couldn't keep up with people's movements, as if he was drawing with a pen. , but no matter how fast the brush is, it is impossible to achieve synchronization with the movement of the person, so there is no coordination."

Tong Shu paused for a moment, with a three-point solemn voice, and continued: "I have met Yao Shiqing a few times. At that time, I was a prisoner in the Nightmare Gate, and I was sentenced to death by Ling Xuelou. This Yao Shiqing is Ling Xue. The celebrity under the seat of the building had passed the message for Ling Xuelou several times. Every time he came, he would stand far away, his chin raised high, and his words were short and hasty, as if staying in the magic gu kiln for an extra moment , It’s like a person like me who fell into the mud and said a word is dirty. At that time, he was a young man with high spirits, talented and intelligent, outstanding in appearance, so arrogant.”

He sighed, and continued: "Although he was kicked out of the Nightmare Gate later, the Nightmare Gate protected his weaknesses and did not issue a hunting order for him. After he left, as long as he said that he was an old man from the Nightmare Gate, there was probably no one who was ignorant of the sky and the earth. If you dare to provoke him, as long as the Nightmare Gate stands upright, his life will not be so sad, but for some reason, he wants to throw himself into the darkest and most muddy ghost way, which is really not like him."

Tong Shu pondered for a moment, and then said, "If there is a way to survive, why should we grind ourselves into hell?"

Xin Wu listened quietly, his eyes flickered slightly, he concealed the emotion in his expression, and said in a matter-of-fact tone: "But, you also wanted to go the ghost way."

"I'm different." Tong Shu interjected, "I'm really going to go to the way of ghosts, and I'm going to suffer a lot if I keep my body riddled with holes. It's better to eliminate the Tao of life and death, abandon the body of Tao, and get rid of it once and for all. Liberation, early death is the best way to refine the soul."

He talked about his own affairs with a light tone, as if the physical body was such an insignificant thing.But in fact, a person has only one physical body, and his father gave birth to his mother, so it doesn't matter as he said.

Xin Wu couldn't help but sink when he saw him.

Tong Shu avoided Xin Wu's gaze, and continued: "Yao Shiqing is different. He is alive and has a healthy body. A person who is alive but wants to walk in the way of ghosts, this kind of perverse behavior is born. It’s better to die. Anyway, I’m not willing to do such a thing, I really can’t figure it out..."

Speaking of this, Tong Shu was stunned for a moment. He suddenly thought of something, glanced at Xin Wu quickly, and recovered his demeanor in time before Xin Wu realized that he had a strange state.

Tong Shu's face was normal, but his heart was beating like a drum.

Just now, just now... Just now, Xin Wu was tantamount to admitting that Xin Wu was the one who went to see him every night in the dungeon of Mount Jiewang.

Because only "that person" knows about his intention to go to the ghost way.

"That person" is Xin Wu...and Xin Wu is Jing Jue...so Jing Jue is "that person"!

Oh my god, "that person" is actually Jing Jue!It's a real person washing dust!

!!!

Tong Shu's heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he almost asked: Master Xichen, why do you come to see me every night?

There was a storm in Tong Shu's heart, but he could only restrain himself, his face covered only by the slight trembling of his eyelashes.

He could feel that Xin Wu was looking at him, and that gaze must be focused and pure.

Tong Shu has seen all kinds of people, seen all kinds of eyes, what people want is nothing but fame, fortune, and power, but Xin's five eyes "have right from wrong, distinguish right from wrong, not only relatives, not only affection, "It is a true gentleman who is pure and innocent.

Such a person, as long as what you do is right, he will definitely support you; as long as you ask, he will not lie.

Since walking with Xin Wu, Xin Wu has never voluntarily concealed his identity.Tong Shu believed that if he asked, even if Xin Wu didn't tell him bluntly, he would definitely not deceive him.He only needs to turn a few more turns and use more skills, and he will be able to find some clues.

Tong Shu used to be careless, because he didn't care about the matter, and he was too lazy to break the casserole and ask the end; but now he cares about the matter, but he has no way to start.

That person is by his side every day, taking care of him in everything he does and says, there is really no need to confirm anything.

The rivers and lakes are far away, and we meet by chance, and the other party can treat me like this, which is really generous and righteous.

It's just that there is one motivation missing.

Master Ben Si, a dignified practitioner, how could he do this?

I can't figure it out, and I can't stroke it smoothly, but now is not the time to think deeply.

Tong Shu forcibly suppressed his thoughts, blinked his eyes, and continued the previous words before Xin Wu noticed the difference: "I don't understand why Yao Shiqing is not willing to give up this body and suffer such a living crime?"

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and met Xin Wu's eyes seriously.

Xin Wu didn't know what he was thinking just now, so he only briefly met his eyes, and there was a deep light flickering in his eyes, but before Tong Shu could understand what it was, Xin Wu had already turned his eyes away lightly, and looked at him. Qianqian said: "There are tens of millions of things in the world, and there is always one thing that is not willing to let go even if you can't ask for it; there are tens of millions of people, and there are always ordinary people who would rather suffer than be free. It's hard for ordinary people to reach."

Xin Wu's words were indifferent, with a sense of coolness, and he stated the warning truth coldly; at the end, he praised Tong Shu for his detachment.

Hearing the previous sentence, Tong Shu's heart sank, as if Xin Wu had also experienced that kind of pain;

The latter sentence sounded like an irony, and it sent chills down Tong Shu's back, as if it was a big mistake for him to let go and die.

What Tong Shu didn't understand was that when Xin Wu talked about the suffering of ordinary people, he meant Xin Wu himself.

But, it shouldn't be, Xin Wu is Jing Jue, and what a smooth life Jing Jue is!

There are all kinds of suffering in the world, and it is easy to talk about it casually, but to understand the suffering, you have to experience it yourself.Tong Shu has endured hardships for most of his life, and he has a lot of experience in enduring hardships.Therefore, he could hear that Xin Wu's words did not seem to be fake.

However, Tong Shu didn't think it should be!

If it is said that cultivators are extraordinary and refined, then Jing Jue, as a leader among cultivators, is even more extraordinary, like a god.

Jing Jue should be the kind of person who lived in the world of mortals but was spotless. How could such a person be an ordinary person?

Even if the cultivators in the entire comprehension world are out of the ordinary, the Master Nisi who wields the Nisi sword should be the one who everyone is drunk and I am the only one who is sober.

The majestic Mr. Si is the man of destiny, the person closest to the gods. Being able to hold the sword shows that his heart is like a mirror. How can this chaotic world drag him down to the altar?

And who can make him fall into the quagmire of the world of mortals and cannot extricate himself?

But what Xin Wu said just now seemed to have tasted the suffering of the world of mortals, and he was willing to fall into the mortal world, broke his immortal roots, and refused to transcend himself.

It's really contradictory and difficult to understand.

Tong Shu wanted to get Xin Wu to say something more, but Xin Wu only left him with a side face like frost and snow, obviously unwilling to say more.

Moreover, the occasion was not right, and they were not allowed to talk in depth. Tong Shu stopped talking and turned his eyes to the other side - this matter is put on hold, there are more urgent matters right now.

Over there, Wen Jiuqing and Yao Shiqing were fighting fiercely.

This contest started with a killer move is destined not to end hastily. The magic power of the two seems to have a bottomless pit. The air is tied up in the white mist.

None of the people present dared to make a sound, even the pair of shady children withdrew their hands and raised their heads to look up.

Their pupils are the black of hell, but when they looked straight at Wen Jiuqing, they showed innocent innocence like a real child, revealing their unreserved admiration for their mother.

At this moment, a demon man slowly approached Yintong, behind him was a bayonet with gleaming light. As the possessed man approached, the sharp thorns jumped, as if stimulated by some kind of blood devouring, each one showed a deadly edge.

"what--"

In the suffocating confrontation, suddenly there was a shrill cry of a child. The cry was urgent and painful.

Wen Jiuqing's face tightened when he heard the cry, and his brows furrowed, but she couldn't stop the red sleeve in her hand, and couldn't break the calm on her face, so she could only glance at it from afar.

This look made her blood boil, and the corners of her lips were bleeding.

The crying boy was a male Yin boy, with a bayonet stuck in the back of his heart, and was crying loudly, reaching for the bayonet behind him with one hand.

And his other hand was holding a bloody heart, and the demon who stabbed it had become an unintentional corpse.

The boy was crying, but he couldn't reach the bayonet, black blood flowed all over his back and stained his hands.

The female yin boy not far from him didn't know what happened, she looked around blankly, and when she met the male yin boy, it slowly walked towards the boy, staring at the blood on the boy's half back as if it couldn't understand, and finally instinctively responded with a kind of It gently hugged the boy in a half-hugging position, it didn't know how to speak yet, so it could only babble dryly at the boy.

The pain was in the son's body, the pain in the mother's heart, Wen Jiuqing flew to Yintong's side with all his heart, but in the middle of the stalemate, if he stopped at this time, it would be a crushing defeat.

In the midst of this dilemma, another demon raised the same bayonet and approached the female Yintong.

The two yin boys have attracted attention at this time, and they have lost Wen Jiuqing's control. They are no longer evil machines, they have the innocence of children, they don't know how to defend against the outside world, and they don't even notice the approaching danger.

As if the most important string in her heart was cut with a bang, Wen Jiuqing could no longer maintain a rational balance of pros and cons, she didn't even care about the tricks of turning around, and directly withdrew her strength.

The result was a white mist that was staring at her like a tiger, biting her red sleeve, and she broke the sleeve with a wave, and jumped straight down the tower.

The devil who was unable to escape under the tower was knocked to the ground by her aftermath.

Wen Jiuqing has ruled the demon city for fifty years, and the power over the years has caused the demons to be terrified to the bone marrow. The demons who are far away from her can barely pretend to be a tiger for a while, and when they get close, they all scatter and run away like a mouse encountering a cat. .

With Wen Jiuqing at the center, the crowd retreated in a large circle of more than ten feet like a tide.

Wen Jiuqing's eyes locked on the demon holding the knife, the air pressure around her was horrifying, she said: "You stab once, and a hundred swords will be returned."

The demon probably had some skills, so he pretended to be calm. When he heard "Hundred Swords", his hands trembled slightly. Wen Jiuqing made a gesture of raising the knife with his hand, and the demon was so frightened that the bayonet fell to the ground with a sharp sound. He backed up a few steps tremblingly, his face was pale, his lips trembled, his teeth collided and he couldn't speak, and he was about to kneel down and beg for mercy immediately.

When Wen Jiuqing took a step forward, he took three steps back, and the demon behind him also backed up.

With cold eyes, Wen Jiuqing said with a gloomy smile: "With all of you from Wuhe, how dare you come to call the gate of Nightmare Gate?"

The devil's face was ashen, and the two were fighting, and he was about to flee.

Then, a hand pressed down on his shoulder.

That hand was just resting on his shoulder, but it seemed to be extremely heavy, and it made him kneel on the ground with a thud. Hearing the sound, his leg bones were probably broken into several pieces.

The devil's face was slicked with cold sweat, and he turned his head to look at the visitor with difficulty. The charmingly beautiful face of the visitor made people feel terrified at this moment, and he begged: "Lord Nanmo, I just want to Grab your head, you—"

"Shhh." Yao Shiqing pressed his lips with one finger, cut off the demon's words, and said with all manners: "If you want the first skill, there are good and bad, do you know?"

Yao Shiqing spoke with a smile, but the devil was so frightened that he was about to cry bitterly. He trembled all over and felt that a catastrophe was imminent. He couldn't even speak clearly, so he shook his head instinctively.

"Fortunately, you are still a little loyal to me. The bad thing is—" Yao Shiqing raised his head, looked straight into Wen Jiuqing's eyes, and said, "With me here, how can I use you to deal with a gatekeeper girl?"

Yao Shiqing has gained a notorious reputation in recent years for his vicious methods.The demon was frightened for a long time, but he didn't wait for Yao Shiqing's arrangement. His heartstrings were already extremely tight, and he was very frightened. His eyes were as big as copper bells, and he looked at Yao Shiqing in horror.

Yao Shiqing seemed to enjoy this gaze very much. He laughed, leaned over and said, "Since you come here with me, you will be counted as my subordinate. I will not leave you alone. Just now, sister Jiu said that she would return a hundred knives. People are ruthless, and if you fall into her hands, you will die of pain. Considering that you still have a little loyalty and awe to me, I will give you a happy time."

Before he finished speaking, he patted the devil's head with his hand, and a hundred bone spurs penetrated from the scalp. In the blink of an eye, the devil's body fell into pieces, worth a hundred pieces.The piece of corpse in the eye, the eyes were bloodshot, staying in extreme panic.

Everyone who saw it was in a cold sweat.

Yao Shiqing just flicked the dust off his fingers lightly, without even looking at the demon's body.With him, a human life is not even as good as a speck of dust.

The author has something to say: Sir, is this a disguised confession?Alas, like a god who has fallen into the world, I feel sorry for Master Xichen.

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