Save the world with a plot

Sheng Junxiao: "..." For a moment, his mood was extremely bleak.

After all, no matter how stupid he is, he is still his apprentice. Xuan Xing raised Shengjun Xiao's hand full of wooden thorns, slowly released the spiritual energy, entered and pulled it out.

The ice is cold, but it brings a strange numbness, which is a little comfortable.Sheng Junxiao's throat couldn't help but let out a pleasant low moan.

Then Xuan Xing's action of pulling out the wooden thorn sped up by a speed in an instant.

Sheng Junxiao: "..." I wish time could go back one breath.I must keep my mouth shut.

When the wreckage of the table case was cleaned up, Xuan Xing picked up the chunky and shrunk version of the figurine of Britney, and suddenly a hand stretched out from the stab and snatched it away.

Xuan Xing: "..." He crossed his arms and looked at the other party with raised eyebrows.

"This is not well engraved." Sheng Junxiao shook his head holding the villain. The material is just rotten wood he picked up casually. I didn't expect it to be used as Jian Sui.Let Xuan Xing bring this kind of thing?Let Xuan Xing see himself like this every day?Sheng Junxiao himself was the first to disagree, "I'll carve another good one for Master."

"Sensuality, form, and appearance are all illusory, and there is no difference between good or bad engraving. It is always the same in my heart." Xuan Ying stretched out his hand, and the corner of his mouth curled into a clear and shallow smile.

Sheng Junxiao was stunned for a moment, so dazed that he was so dazed, he picked up the villain and pointed at the other's two eyebrows, "One is high and the other is low, is there any difference?"

Xuan Xing: "..." He twitched the corner of his mouth, and finally let out an angry voice, "Get lost."

Sheng Junxiao: "..." He touched his nose, never expecting to hear the word "roll" in Xuan Xing's mouth one day.It feels a little subtle, and I really feel that my master has been particularly emotional recently, and he is almost infinitely approaching a normal person.

He silently took out a piece of ice jade the size of a palm from his Qiankun bag, ice jade is very good for ice root monks like Xuan Xing, then he held a small carving knife in his right hand, "swipe" quickly The ground moved.

Xuan Xing snorted softly, "I thought you had eaten all the ice jade?"

Sheng Junxiao paused his fingers, raised his head, and smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, "This is the last and second piece. The last piece is on Master's neck."

Xuan Xing froze for words, subconsciously reached out and touched the ice jade beads on his chest through the skirt of his clothes.

Gentle caresses passed through the little hairs in the bead, Sheng Junxiao's cheeks were hot, and he turned to face Xuan Xing, suddenly his body trembled slightly, and the nose of a villain was accidentally cut off.

"..."

"Tsk," a distasteful voice came from behind, "How can I have such a stupid disciple as you?"

There was a slight heat on the back, and a hand covered it, leading his hand to shave, the villain was shaved off a circle, and the upturned nose protruded again.

As a master of learning with extensive knowledge and many talents, Xuan Xing's carving skills are not far behind.And, engraved engraved, gradually getting better.

It's just that Sheng Junxiao, who was circled from behind, was getting worse and worse. His back was resting on his slightly warm chest, with the cold and clear breath unique to the other party, filling his entire back.The beating of the heart, compared with the rhythm from Xiao Maomao, made people's throat astringent. He swallowed subconsciously, but he had to be careful not to make a sound, and soon his whole body was about to smoke.

"Concentrate."

"Sculpting is a skill that focuses on the grasp of the blade, and remember to focus."

"Come on, bend your index finger and hold it, so that even if your mind wanders occasionally, there will be no major omissions."

A voice rang in my ears, it has been like a day for decades, clear and cold, serious.

Sheng Junxiao sometimes really admires Xuan Xing, no matter when, no matter where, no matter what, he can be so serious, focused and meticulous.

His heart also calmed down strangely, as peaceful as if the other party held his hand and taught him to draw and write stroke by stroke many years ago.

Sheng Junxiao, who was serious and focused, was naturally a master sculptor. In fact, monks with good swordsmanship generally did not lose much in carving skills.

Join forces with each other, and a vivid villain will soon take shape.

The eyebrows and eyes are curved, clean and bright.

Sculpture, if you carve a person, doesn't it contain extremely deep feelings, you can only get the shape but rarely get the person.Just like Xuan Xing engraved by Sheng Junxiao, this villain has vivid eyebrows and eyes. If Sheng Junxiao is the only one, I am afraid that such a work cannot be produced.

Xuan Xing put the two villains together, and finally came to the conclusion in a good mood: the chunky version of Xuan Xing is a circle bigger than the chunky version of Sheng Junxiao.

Sheng Junxiao laughed out loud with a "poof -" and really felt that such a partner was simply cute.

He picked a silver thread and tied a villain to Hao Jun.

It's dusk when everything is done.

The sun was setting, the clouds were brilliant, and the large areas were like fire and illusion. The two stood side by side, their faces were covered with a layer of rouge and warm color.

"I suddenly remembered something." Xuan Xing suddenly interrupted the sudden poetic feeling.

"Huh?" Sheng Junxiao tilted his head, his brows and eyes were gentle.

"I remember you said you were going to cook."

Sheng Junxiao: "..."

Sheng Junxiao: "!!"

He stepped out quickly and used his phantom movement, but he couldn't rescue the stewed dragonfinch mushroom outside.There are only broken porcelain pots, mushroom residue, and even the poor corpse of the little dragonfinch is not visible.

Fortunately, the other dishes were kept fresh in the space spirit jade early, and Xuan Xing prevented Sheng Junxiao from cooking the soup again. Under the yellowish pearl light, the two sat opposite each other and ate together.

Easy days always go by very fast, half a year is like running water, although Sheng Junxiao's injury is not healed, but it will not affect the foundation of the future at all, the rest needs to be recuperated slowly, these are back to the above Xuanzong was better educated.

When practicing, they sit facing each other and knees together; after waking up, they meet each other's eyebrows, and after a few days leisurely, it is very pleasant.

Sheng Junxiao felt that he was reluctant to go back, but Xuan Xing had already broken through to the peak of transforming gods, and if he wanted to go further, he had to retreat.There is also Mingxu's matter, which should be resolved as soon as possible.

He reluctantly took a look at the landscape, put away the spiritual bone wooden house, and then stuffed it to Xuan Xing.

"Keep it to yourself."

"Master, I already have a small bamboo building. If Master goes out alone, I don't have a magic weapon in the cave." Although I feel that I will always follow the other party, but what if?

Hearing this, Xuan Xing didn't refuse any more, just when he was about to leave after putting away, suddenly——

From the east, there suddenly came a palpitating sadness and mourning, which touched people's hearts deeply, as if the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, and those who heard it were sad.

The birds in the sky, the fish swimming in the lake, and the beasts on the ground all made mournful calls.

The world was overshadowed in an instant.

Jing Ze,

fallen.

All monsters mourn together, mourning their king in charge.

The sky and the earth turned pale, commemorating this great power in the fusion period.

There is no need for any elaboration, this sentence has penetrated into the hearts of all those who have noticed this thick and colorful sadness.

Xuan Xing paused as he was about to set off, his shallow smile froze, and his facial expression went blank for a moment.

"Master." Sheng Junxiao hurriedly supported some people who were unstable.

Helping Xuan Xing to sit on a short wooden stake, Sheng Jun Xiao held the cold ten fingers of the other party and rubbed them lightly, "The road is long, life and death are fateful, everything has its own destiny, Master, don't be too sad,"

"Yeah." Xuan Xing nodded absently.

Sheng Junxiao was even more worried.Xuan Xing's emotions have become rich and vivid, he can talk, laugh and amuse, but at the same time, the negative emotions are also magnified.

If it was Xuan Xing from before, there must be sadness, but it was just a little emotional fluctuation, why is it so?

He gently hugged the other party, stroked the always straight back, and said softly: "Elder Jingze has traveled across the mainland for more than five hundred years. There must be no regrets for the Yaozu to reach the peak."

No regrets?

No regrets has always been a word of compromise for the reality of being helpless and unrestrained.

There are still so many unknowns in the world that have not yet been solved. How can I be willing to die suddenly and forever?

Xuan Xing lowered his eyes and did not speak.His face has turned back to that indifferent.He shook his head, "I'm fine." It was just a moment of sadness.

But how sad would it be to know the ending from the beginning?

But I didn't expect that I would see this day with my own eyes.It's just that the words of the old man who is knowledgeable, open-minded and upright are still in my ears.

Seeing the other party's expression slowing down, Sheng Junxiao said carefully: "Elder Jingze has fallen, the master should return to the sect as soon as possible." In the past tense, the human race will inevitably be in turmoil if it is affected by one hair, and it is time to go back to preside over the affairs in order to win more resources for Shang Xuanzong.

He didn't care about Shang Xuanzong, but he knew that Shang Xuanzong was irreplaceable to Xuan Xing.

It's just that Jingze Yu Xuanying has the grace to eradicate evil spirits, and he treats him like a teacher or a friend, so he didn't say such cold words.

Xuan Xing shook his head lightly, seeing that Sheng Junxiao was still worried, he said, "Wait a minute."

"Wait?" Sheng Junxiao asked suspiciously, his expression suddenly changed.

Almost as soon as the words were finished, in the distance, thousands of miles away, a powerful and fierce aura kept rising, covering almost half of the continent.

This is the aura of the peak of Huashen peak.

The mourning and resentment that could not be concealed in the breath.

Then, that powerful and fierce aura approached extremely quickly.Run over half the continent.

Very fast, very fast, as if the next moment can appear in front of you out of thin air.

Sheng Junxiao immediately stood up and stood in front of Xuan Xing, his muscles tensed and his eyes showing alertness.

As the opponent approached, Xuan Xing stood up slowly, releasing his breath, vast and broad.

That breath suddenly paused, and immediately came at a hundredfold speed.

bang-

The next moment, a gust of wind blew up, and dozens of ancient trees were blown off by the strong wind brought by the opponent.

"You came."

Xuan Xing gently pushed away Sheng Junxiao in front of him, and stepped out.

Ten zhang away, there is a man in red holding a sword with one hand, pointing at Xuan Xing.He was full of awe-inspiring manner, like a robe of fire, and his long jet-black hair fluttered all over, blurring those beautiful eyebrows.

"I am coming."