I wake up every day to see the model husband breaking up

Xuanyue's talent should be regarded as unique among cultivators of this generation. Even though the leader is an old age, his cultivation level is still lower than his first level, not to mention that the other party is worthy of a battle with the venerable of the transformation stage sword repair.

Obviously higher than Xuanyue's seniority, and the leader of the faction, but the sect leader still felt a little timid in front of Xuanyue, no wonder the rest of the Luoshui Palace disciples didn't even dare to persuade them, so they went directly to him. fucked him.

Fortunately, the head of the sect was well-informed and good at putting on airs. Even if he felt a little apprehensive in his heart, he quickly raised his voice and shouted sharply: "Xuan Yue! What are you doing?!"

Xuan Yue paused, and turned his head slightly: "Retreat."

——Yes, retreat, Xuan Yue has stayed at the peak of Yuan Ying for too long, one is to solidify the foundation, and the other is because he does not want to distance himself from his Taoist companion, which has been suppressing his cultivation .Now, the foundation is already solid, and the reason of Xiao Ming no longer exists, it is indeed the time for him to retreat and attack the god of transformation.

"Retreat?!" The head of the sect really didn't expect Xuan Yue to say it so openly, without the slightest feeling of guilt, and couldn't help but feel more and more annoyed, "You want to attack Huashen, this is not a joke! If you have to, there is no one A monk doesn’t dare to do it until he is fully prepared, and do you think your current state of mind can really withstand the demons in your heart?! And if you have any troubles because of this, how should you let Xiao Ming deal with himself?!”

Hearing the head mentioning Xiao Ming, Xuan Yue felt a pain in his heart that he couldn't restrain. He almost mocked "Maybe he will feel happier", but in the end he just closed his eyes.

Xuan Yue, the head of the sect, naturally understood, and he was determined not to give up on himself and make fun of his own cultivation and life.He has been preparing for this retreat for more than ten years. Even if his mood is unstable now, he is not completely unsure—even, it is because of his unstable mood and because of the entanglement of demons that Xuan Yue must retreat. Retreat to completely eradicate your inner demons, so that you can truly get rid of the imprisonment named "Xiao Ming", and completely... forget about him.

"...I know what I'm doing, Master Uncle." Xuan Yue's eyes warmed slightly, and his tone softened, but the words he uttered were firm.

The sect leader's nose was sore when he was called "Uncle Master", and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

It has been a long time since he heard this "uncle master". Ever since he ascended to the position of head, this nephew who has always observed etiquette has always respectfully called him head.The head of the sect and Xuanyue's master came from the same family, and the relationship is extremely close, and Xuanyue was also grown up under his own eyes. Although he has no name as a master and apprentice, he has a father-son relationship. He is also the one who has been looking after Xuan Yue.

It is also because of this that the head of the sect knows better than anyone else what kind of character Xuan Yue is, and he never regrets the things he decides, no matter whether it was once defying all opinions and insisting on becoming a Taoist partner with Xiao Ming, or the current practice of seclusion. .

People have differences of closeness and closeness. Although Xiao Ming has done a lot for Luoshuizong in the past hundred years, in the eyes of the head of the sect, he is not half as important as Xuanyue anyway.

After staring at Xuanyue for a long while, the sect leader sighed softly: "Forget it, since you are so determined, naturally I can't stop you. But you have to remember, if you don't want Xiao Ming to become the enemy of the entire Luoshuizong, then Just don't make any mistakes."

Xuan Yue was startled, and subconsciously wanted to refute, but in the end he just lowered his eyes and saluted the head.

The head of the sect stood where he was, watching Xuan Yue enter the retreat room, which was slowly blocked by the thick stone door.

Not to mention how the head master arranged a protective formation for Xuan Yue outside and sent disciples to guard him. After entering the retreat room, Xuan Yue sat down on the futon, but his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't settle down for a long time.

For a moment, he thought a lot, such as the shock when he saw Xiao Ming for the first time, such the love for the past hundred years, such as the overwhelming anger after getting rid of the control of the Gu worm...

Xuan Yue always thought that he hated Xiao Ming, hated him for manipulating himself in applause, hated him for manipulating his feelings, making himself unable to extricate himself.Xuan Yue didn't know what to do with Xiao Ming, let alone how to vent his anger, he only knew that he had to catch Xiao Ming who had escaped, but he didn't think about what happened after that.

Xuan Yue thought that if he hated someone, he would definitely want to kill him, but the facts proved that he couldn't just sit back and watch him suffer.Every drop of Xiao Ming's blood would disturb him, and the dying appearance made him unable to control himself - the moment a sword hit Xiao Ming, Xuan Yue knew that he could not strike him, and even couldn't just sit and watch Watch him die.

Could it be that he really fell in love with Xiao Ming in these hundred years?Or, the influence of that Gu worm still hasn't subsided, still manipulating his emotions?Xuan Yue didn't understand, and couldn't accept it, he didn't want to believe that he still had feelings for Xiao Ming, but even if he was so contradictory, when he saw the culprit lying in his arms, he couldn't let go. He doesn't care.

Xiao Ming was injured too badly, not only because of the crack on the golden core, but also because of the remaining sword energy in his body.When he escaped from Luoshui Palace for the first time, he already had sword energy in his body. Although he was temporarily suppressed, there were still many hidden wounds left, not to mention that when his true energy was exhausted, the sword energy would come again and again. The ground raged in his meridians, making Xiao Ming's injuries worse.

Xuan Yue is the master of the sword qi, and with his advanced cultivation, it is not too difficult to export the sword qi, but the most important thing is how to repair the hidden wounds left by the sword qi.

Xuanyue doesn't know medical skills, but there are many people with superb medical skills in Luoshuizong.Xuan Yue resisted his contradictory mood, humbly asked for advice, and finally found the most suitable method.As the saying goes, what can't be broken can't be built, the damage to Xiao Ming's meridian is too serious, and it has been delayed for too long. Only by exporting all the spiritual power affected by the sword energy in the body, and then carefully cultivating it with rich true energy, can there be no hidden dangers.Of course, more importantly, the export of spiritual power needs to be done step by step. If it is too fast and the accumulation is not timely, Xiao Ming's body currently supported by spiritual power will collapse quickly.

He obviously spurned what he had done, but looking at the pale Xiao Ming on the bed, Xuan Yue still couldn't feel that he had done it, and it was precisely because of this spurning, this kind of self-loathing, that Xuan Yue found the soul in Xiao Ming. After the signs of strength fading, he did not tell the truth, but chose to threaten and intimidate and swear at each other.

It seems like this, he can maintain his remaining dignity; it seems like this, he can convince himself that he doesn't care about Xiao Ming so much; it seems like this, he is still the proud, powerful, and omnipotent Peak Master Xuanyue.

Xuan Yue didn't want to bow his head in front of Xiao Ming, and didn't want him to know that he still cared about him, because he was afraid that his heart would still be abandoned by the other party, and he couldn't accept that he would be ridiculed and ridiculed by Xiao Ming again .

He had warned Xiao Ming not to practice, not to speed up the consumption of spiritual power, but Xiao Ming didn't care, Xuan Yue didn't know whether the other party was going to break the pot or put all his eggs in one basket, but he couldn't let the decision he had made after several struggles fall by the wayside.Therefore, he took the medicine, which made Xiao Ming drowsy and unable to practice meditation, and he could also take this opportunity to use his true energy to nourish Xiao Ming's meridians.

Xiao Ming probably didn't expect him to do this, he just regarded this lethargy as a symptom of spiritual power fading.Xuan Yue watched Xiao Ming become more and more discouraged and desperate with cold eyes, his heart ached, but he was happy.Xiao Ming was in pain, and he was even more in pain, not only suffering from Xiao Ming's pain, but also suffering from himself who was influenced by the other party.

This is simply like a kind of self-torture, little by little, further engraving Xiao Ming in Xuan Yue's heart, which is difficult to erase.

Xiao Ming determined that he was going to kill him, Xuan Yue didn't know what it was like, this was obviously the result he hoped for, but it seemed that the pain and struggle these days seemed to be more and more like a joke.

When Xiao Ming finally couldn't bear it anymore and turned to beg for his help, Xuan Yue looked at this anxious and desperate face and felt that his throat was tight.

He forced himself to ask in a calm voice:

"You drugged me and controlled my mind, shouldn't I hate you to the bone?"

"You lied to me for a hundred years, should I still treat you?"

This kind of obvious question actually doesn't need to be asked at all. No matter who it is, it is impossible to have no complaints when encountering this situation.However, at this moment, at the moment when he asked the question, Xuan Yue actually hoped that the other party would give him an affirmative answer—as if the other party's affirmation, whether perfunctory or deceitful, could replace him for this ridiculous time. Behavior explained.

However, Xiao Ming was silent for a while, but in the end he still sighed softly.

Xuan Yue felt that he should be furious or heartbroken, but after hearing this answer, his heart felt empty, only confused.Questioning, confessing, insulting, confessing, these words got stuck in his throat, making him almost lose his voice.A thousand kinds of chaos and all kinds of sadness, but in the end there is only one self-deprecating sentence: "...Even you think it's wrong."

——Yes, it shouldn't, even Xiao Ming thinks it shouldn't, he has done his best without killing Xiao Ming, how can he still help his enemy, work tirelessly, and don't even want him to leave a little bit of hidden wound?

Xiao Ming's answer was mocking his stupidity, laughing at what he did, and the next move of the other party was to slap Xuan Yue heavily.

The other party's soft words made him dizzy; the other party's half-truth confession made him feel distressed; the other party's provocative intimacy made him irresistible; and the last sentence "I like You", igniting the self-control he has always been proud of.In fact, Xuan Yue actually felt that he had pursued Xiao Ming for so long and couldn't give up, couldn't let go, it was just because he heard that "I'm sorry".

——It's a pity that everything is fake, everything is a scam, just like the acquaintance and promise between him and Xiao Ming, there is nothing real about it.

Just like what Xiao Ming said when they finally broke up, the relationship between him and Xiao Ming was all made up of falsehoods.

He had never known Xiao Ming, never seen his real appearance, the innocent and kind young man he had a crush on that made his heart flutter at the first sight... It was a fake.

--enough!Enough already!

The emotional entanglement, grievances and hatred between him and Xiao Ming must be cut off!Xuan Yue is proud, he absolutely cannot tolerate himself falling into the quagmire of illusory feelings, and since then he has been stuck in the mud and cannot extricate himself-he has nothing to do with Xiao Ming ever since!

The aura around Xuan Yue was surging, and the spiritual power accumulated in the spiritual gathering array in the retreat room was quickly squeezed towards his body, scrambling to wash his meridians.

Xuan Yue opened his eyes, and all of them were Xiao Ming's figures in front of him, gentle, sweet, indifferent, mocking, pleading, and reprimanding... Xuan Yue's gaze became colder and more ruthless, and he slowly raised his sword , Slashing without hesitation, the sharp sword edge instantly tore apart the figures one after another.

Warm blood sprayed out and splashed on Xuan Yue's face, but it only stopped his movements for a moment.

Xuan Yue went forward without hesitation, the Xiao Ming in his memory was constantly cut by his sword, he walked forward step by step step by step on the other side's blood, his eyes became colder and colder, and his heart became more and more numb.

Xuan Yue's demon is Xiao Ming, and Xiao Ming is the only one. He doesn't know whether his current state is correct, but he can only raise the long sword uncontrollably again and again.

Until the end, he made eye contact with an unkempt, blood-stained teenager.

The young man's eyes were sharp and fierce, and with a strong killing intent, he shot at Xuan Yue like a sharp arrow.Xuan Yue's already numb heart beat heavily at that moment, and he froze in place, unable to move any more.

... This young man is Xiao Ming, the Xiao Ming whom Xuan Yue met for the first time but had long since forgotten.

But at this moment, Xuan Yue finally remembered.