Save the world with a plot

The closing ceremony of the tri-ethnic association finally came unhurriedly amid the reluctance of everyone.

The first is the commendation of the results of this competition. As the top of the Jindan list, Sheng Junxiao has earned a lot of money, fame and fortune, and he can publish his acceptance speech.

Quietly looking at Sheng Junxiao standing among the crowd, Xuan Xing strangely felt a strange feeling of "my family has a child who is just growing up", obviously that false apprentice is the protagonist of the second disease, okay!

But the pseudo-apprentice is still underage.

But he also raised the pseudo-apprentice for nearly 30 years.

I still remember the cute and arrogant little Hei Tuanzi who would give him beads, the young man who said he was disgusted but relied on him wholeheartedly like a piece of paper, remembering these things, Xuan Xing couldn't put them together with the unpredictable Sheng Jun Xiao is together.

Xuan Xing, who has never recalled it all the time, suddenly remembered because of Shen Huai's words, suddenly felt that something might have escaped from his expectations.

Will the protagonist of the second disease ask for barbecue?

Will the protagonist of the second disease learn to be good in three days, have a good heart and a perfect match with him?

For more than half a month, Xuan Xing has been thinking about the reason, and it must be related to the ten years of Mingyuan that he didn't know about.Maybe...the protagonist came out after staying in Netherworld for six years, maybe...the protagonist stayed in Sunset Ridge for four years before arriving in Huyang City, maybe...the protagonist lost his memory at all during these four years!

Aren't amnesia stalks the favorite of novelists?

Don't Xiao Hei Tuanzi and that "Qin Liangyao" just look ignorant of the world?Otherwise, how could he believe that "I'm six years old" nonsense?

The more Xuan Xing thought about it, the more reasonable it became. His intuition was correct. He woke up after three years in the Holy Tomb and felt that his apprentice had been forced to grow up and changed. Now that he thinks about it, it is completely reasonable to say that he recovered his memory and returned to the second illness.

For more than half a month, Xuan Xing, who was almost sure of this speculation, could no longer regard Sheng Junxiao as a protagonist to be eradicated.

In fact, they didn't lie to him at first.

"Master, I'm back." Sheng Junxiao walked to Xuan Xing with the spoils, with a shallow smile, as if every time he came back from a mission for many years, he would go to the main peak of the Suzerain as soon as possible and report with a bright and warm smile, "Master, I'm back." Same.

Even though he knew that the protagonist had changed at this time and that the two were now facing each other and saw that the other was just acting, Xuan Xing couldn't help but soften his heart and nodded.

Sheng Junxiao giggled, with the sincere and serious contradictions unique to the protagonist, and handed the whole bag of spoils to Xuan Xing, "Master, keep it for me."

Xuan Xing felt strange in his heart, and shook his head, "You put it in your Qiankun bag, what are you doing here for me?"

"I was discovered by the master." Shengjun Xiao frowned, and took out a white and cold flower from the bag, "The ice-moon frost-colored flower inside is just right for the master, but the disciple can't use it." of."

Hearing this, all the suzerains and sect leaders around couldn't help but look at it with envy, envy and hatred, why should the disciples be so obedient, they are all debt collectors.

Xuan Xing looked down at the slender five fingers with white joints, and the jade branch tightly held in the five fingers. He looked at it for a long time until the smile on Sheng Junxiao's face became a little stiff, "Master?"

Xuan Xing laughed suddenly, "Okay." He stretched out his hand to take the beautiful flower, and finally understood where the uneasiness in his heart came from since Ming Xu left.

Sheng Junxiao suddenly staggered a step as if drained of strength.No, he won't find out.Everything is ready, he doesn't have to worry.

Xuan Xing stretched out his hand to gently support her, the body under his palm trembled slightly, "Be careful, you must be tired."

Sheng Junxiao smiled, "It's nothing, Master, I'm worried."

"So you know." Xuan Xing twisted the stem of the Nian Bingyue Frost-colored flower, smiled faintly, seemed to understand and felt relieved, Qing Jun was just like the first time he saw it, and then took out a delicate jade box and carefully put the flowers away.

Sheng Junxiao didn't know why, and was about to ask, but was interrupted by an uninvited guest.

"This is your apprentice who cooks well?" Suddenly, a voice seemed to be high and high, and the Holy Demon King walked over with his sleeves rolled up. He was always thinking about the delicious food on the first night.Seeing Sheng Junxiao's acceptance speech, he was immediately informed of his identity by the young people around him.

Hey, not only is his cooking skill unparalleled, but his looks are also unparalleled.The Demon Race has always been a kind of unscrupulous creatures, the Holy Demon King immediately became active and rushed over.

Xuan Xing's smile faded away, and there was a sudden chill on his handsome face, and he looked towards the Holy Demon King, "What does the Demon King mean?"

Even with a low EQ, he seems to know that there are some things that cannot be said. He tried his best to be tactful, and forced a smile, "It's just... I am very happy, I wonder if you can invite me to stay in the Holy Demon City for a few days Day?" It's really tiring to call Wu Dasan to pretend to be educated. This nonsense made everyone laugh, and the other demon kings also silently covered their faces.

Xuan Xing was not in such a good mood, his expression suddenly became gloomy, "Does the Demon King know what he is talking about?"

The icy aura was in full swing, and the Holy Demon King couldn't help but feel chilly all over, but seeing that the other party didn't seem to understand, he racked his brains to change a euphemistic but understandable statement, "It's because your apprentice is good at cooking, Play with me for a few days..." Sensing that the surroundings were getting colder and colder, he couldn't help but immediately said: "In a few days, I will definitely send the disciple back with all his strength."

After finishing speaking, the surrounding area didn't cool down but became even colder. The Holy Devil King felt a little wronged: He just wanted to eat that delicious dish again and have a date.

It's just that in the eyes of everyone, he is the cold-faced devil arrogantly bullying others.

Sheng Junxiao's complexion was extremely dark.

Deceiving too much!

The members of the Shangxuan sect, who already had a life-and-death enmity with the bloodline of the holy demon, gritted their teeth and looked fierce, wishing to rush forward to eat their flesh raw.

Only Xuan Xing, who is also cold-faced, understood the eyes of a certain demon king who seemed to be viciously tearing apart the seven fairies and Dong Yong's queen mother. war?"

The Holy Demon King's eyes froze, not quite understanding why the world was changing so fast.The people around also kept making noises to stop, after all there was still a small gap between Xuan Xing and the other party.Shang Xuanzong could no longer bear the loss of a strong man.

Xuan Xing stood up, tall and tall, with an imposing manner, "Does the Demon King still remember the challenge to the tutor 40 years ago?"

Hearing this, the Holy Demon King slapped his thigh and suddenly realized, "I said why your clothes look so familiar, are you a disciple of Tai Cheng?"

Taicheng, the former suzerain of Xuanzong, is also the original biological father and master.

At this point, everyone knows that no matter how they stop it, it will be useless.The hatred of killing a master is irreconcilable.

It's just... why is it so, so much more.Now that Xuan Xing is in full swing, he can wait for decades to break through again to avenge his master, wouldn't he be sure of victory?As for this vain attempt to take away disciples, in the presence of all the major suzerains of the human race, no matter what, such a shameful and humiliating thing will not really happen.

"Don't senior brother Xuan Xing understand? Why do you have to fight in person?" Lingxi frowned, her beautiful eyes that were always indifferent showed worry.

Shengjun Xiao next to him heard the words, tightened his fingers, and looked straight at the opponent's back.

Xuan Xing stepped towards the battle platform with his sword in hand, and brushed past Shen Huai.

"I know, you will win."

Xuan Xing raised his eyebrows.

Shen Huai smiled smugly, "My Nascent Soul Peak can beat the early stage of Transformation God, you can't be too far behind me. In this way, I will disable a Heavenly Demon King, and you will disable a Holy Demon King, how great it is."

"Naturally." Xuan Xing smiled softly, "How dare you disappoint Jun?"

"..." Arrogance!What arrogance!arrogant!What arrogance!It really cleared everyone's expressions at once.

But thinking about Shenhuai's record, and thinking that although Xuanying is only known for one battle, that battle was a shocking one - a tie with Shenhuai with a small difference in realm, and even one that inspired the "field", One breaks the "field".What happened to the sudden sense of taking things for granted?

No, no, no, no, they can't follow the madman like this, they have to be calm, rational and objective.

Everyone's mood was very tangled, but the most tangled one was the Holy Demon King who was already present.

He felt that he was looked down upon, of course he has the anger of being a superior.But... At that time, he really just wanted to challenge Taicheng, and the old man pointed him out with strange eyebrows and good intentions. No matter how he explained it, no one believed it.When everyone in Shangxuanzong saw him, they looked like they wanted to jump over and bite him, so he could only avoid Shangxuanzong's people and take a detour.Then as time passed, he completely forgot what Shang Xuanzong looked like, otherwise he would never have caught up if he knew that Ming Che was a disciple of Shang Xuanzong.

He couldn't help thinking about how to teach this ignorant junior in front of him, and at the same time thinking about how to win so as not to embarrass him too much, his mind was really complicated for a while.

"It doesn't matter whether you live or die on the battlefield." Xuan Xing said coldly, swiping his sword to draw a sword flower.

Sheng Junxiao on the stage was startled, couldn't restrain himself from getting up, and sat down again, his eyes fixed on the battle situation, and his palms secretly gathered strength.

The Holy Demon King was also surprised, "Don't be impulsive!"

"..." Xuan Xing paused for a moment, then continued, "Let's gossip, the battle is over."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the other party, and when the battle light came on, he grabbed the long sword and rushed straight towards the Holy Demon King.

I felt that I really contributed all my limited cultural level to persuade this young man just now, but I didn't expect the other party to think that he didn't exist.

So ignorant of what is good or bad, the Holy Demon King was also full of anger, and no longer wanted to keep his hands and recruit murderous intentions.

"Huh?" Shen Huai, who had been lying on the stage for a long time, suddenly straightened up, turned over and sat up, and said strangely: "This...is not like his style of play."

Not only Shen Huai, but everyone who had seen Xuan Ying make a move was astonished.

Xuan Xing, no matter what time he looked at, was rational, calm, and calm, and he should be able to wipe out the ashes with his brows raised.

It's not like this time.

The Holy Demon King stroked the shoulder that was scratched by the sword energy with one hand, restrained the indifference in his eyes, and began to fight hard. If he hadn't dodged in time, what was just broken would not be his shoulder but the soul.

In the battle between Xuan and Xingzhi, he controlled the overall situation, and he was able to do a job with ease in strategizing.For example, in the battle against Shenhuai in the Quartet General Assembly, ahem...it doesn't count when the spiritual power is exhausted in the end, it is calculated first before the opponent makes a move and then formulates hundreds of strategies early, as if the national player holds the hand to win.

It's not like today, it actually looks like a "Shenhuai style" going forward indomitably, looking desperate.

Everyone couldn't help but have subtle eyes—is this because of blood and deep hatred, or is it "the husband sings and the husband follows" (huh)?

Unbeknownst to Xuan Xing, who had been secretly brainwashed again, she was still in full swing, flying sand and rocks between ups and downs, showing her vigor.

This is indeed not his usual style of play, but...he is here to vent fire and punch sandbags, so why do he care about the layout?

Laozi's apprentice wants to kill Laozi!

Rao Yi Xuan Xing's self-cultivation couldn't help but swear in the bottom of his heart.

From the day when he knew that his apprentice was the protagonist of the Second Second Disease, Xuan Xing felt that he was ready for the day when the two would turn against each other and kill each other.But when this day really comes, I realize that it is difficult to talk about everything, plan everything, and complete psychological construction, after all, it is difficult to face the reality directly.

He has carefully raised his apprentice for ten years, and has freed his apprentice for 20 years. When he decided to take his apprentice to "stay in school for observation" at the risk of being wiped out by the protagonist of the second disease, he wanted to kill him!

A blow to the head, nothing more.

Bingyue Frost-colored flowers are of great benefit to Binglinggen monks, but few people know that mixing them with Xuerui flowers will trigger a nine-series killing array.He knew it was also because the protagonist in "Three Realms Supreme" planned to use this method to torture Yuanchen to death.

The jade slips were soaked in Xuerui flowers yesterday, this is Ming Xu's habit of using jade slips, he can concentrate on them carefully, so he didn't care too much until he got this ice-moon frost-colored flower.

At that moment, he understood everything.

The protagonist probably knows about his arrangement in the suzerain's peak, so he wants to use his own way to deal with him, and use the nine-serial killing array to deal with him.This is the protagonist's favorite way to torture and kill opponents. It not only declares that he knows his opponents well, but also is a blatant insult—if you want to use it against me, then I will use it against you first.

Should I be thankful that you only intended to kill me, and didn't want me to fall into the clouds, betray all relatives, and be criticized by thousands of people like the original book?After all, 30 years of getting along was not in vain?

Xuan Xing wanted to laugh a little.

The majestic spiritual power poured out with the tip of the sword, and the surroundings were like a frozen land.

Knock la la - the sound of an ice explosion sounded quickly, the Holy Demon King untied the ice layer on his body, his five fingers formed into claws, and the magic energy was swallowed, and all the solid ice burst in an instant, ejected, and came towards Xuan Xing like cutting rain.

He just released a big move, and now it seems that it is impossible to reverse it and avoid it.

A white shadow swept down quickly, Sheng Junxiao stretched out his five fingers, and suddenly paused——

The space above the battle stage was distorted—the field.

Everyone was in an uproar, and then relieved—since it can break the "field" of Shenhuai, what's so strange about it being able to stimulate the "field"?

Countless pieces of crushed ice are in the shape of a sharp cone, with one end extremely sharp, and there are two strands of spirit power that transform into gods inside.

It's just that now the pieces of solid ice are moving forward at a speed of one breath and one frame, ding ding ding—Xuan Xing swung his sword lightly and knocked down all the ice cones.

It turns out that this is nothing to fear!

It was only now that everyone understood why Xuan Xing, who had always been indifferent to others, suddenly became irritable and impulsive today. It turned out that he was absolutely sure of defeating the Holy Demon King!

Although the gap in cultivation is like a natural moat, it is not insurmountable.

The so-called spiritual power reserve is a hundred times worse, because... Although Xuan Tianshi didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that the protagonist often used the power of the holy fire to swim into his body when he didn't know it, and he had long been enraged. The meridians have been expanded several times, and the degree of solidification of his soul has been tempered, far exceeding the general transformation of the soul.

As for the difference in state of mind, in terms of state of mind, Xuan Xing can definitely be regarded as a pioneer in Liuyang Continent.The realm of Xuan Tianshi, who explores the numerology and evolution of heaven and earth every day, is enough to crush ordinary Huashen.

In this way, a legend of easy and leapfrog victory was created.

Hand up, sword down.

The Holy Demon King was shattered and died.

The forces in the Demon Realm changed their colors, but in the end-the holy demon king killed Tai Cheng first, the elders were the first to insult, and the battle stage competition even said "life or death is irrelevant", they had nothing to say.

Xuan Ying pulled out Hao Jun neatly. He had no grievances with the Holy Demon King, but killing the Holy Demon King was the cause and effect he owed to his original body, and it was his current responsibility as the suzerain of Shangxuanzong.

Perhaps this demon king with a low EQ really made an unintentional mistake at the time, but the 40 years of Shang Xuanzong's humiliation, precariousness, and the death of a suzerain and eight elders have already been caused. It cannot be made up for by any words of failure, only with blood Only then can it be washed.

The faces of the members of the Holy Demon Bloodline have changed drastically, with fear in their eyes, but not much resentment. The Demon Realm is a hell of killing, and the strong are respected. The demon kings of all generations were all obtained by fighting, and there are constant challenges. Once defeated, it is a dead end. Then the power of the demon king is handed over.

Shengjueli, the holy son of the holy demon blood line, stood up, "I hope the suzerain will leave the whole body of the family teacher."

Knowing that the Demon Realm is a place full of beliefs and cultures, Xuan Xing didn't get a single wound from the Holy Demon King, and nodded coldly, "It's up to you."

After finishing speaking, he put the sword back into its sheath, and a cold light flashed past.

He turned to look at Sheng Junxiao who was standing on the side of the battle platform, and suddenly laughed.

In the scenes/fragments of classic touching TV series/novels/movies, there will always be someone who knows that the pastry/wine/tea handed by the other party is/poisonous, but his expression remains unchanged, he takes it with a smile, and drinks it all.

At this moment, Xuan Xing somewhat understood the psychology of these people in a trance.

Sheng Junxiao stared blankly at Xuan Xing walking step by step until he reached his side, with shoulders touching and breathing intertwined.

His breathing was stagnant, and his throat felt stiff. Just now... just now, he really thought that this person would die like this.

"Today is Jiuji and Tianri, I remember correctly as a teacher." Xuan Xing turned his head and whispered to Sheng Junxiao.

The Nine Pieces merge with the sky and the sun, once in a hundred years, is the only birthplace of the Nine Serial Killing Formation known so far.

Since you still left me with a glimmer of life, why didn't I dare to take that icy-moon-colored flower?

Sheng Junxiao was shocked and looked up in disbelief.