Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

A loud bang.

No one knew what the bang meant.When the light gradually dissipated, everyone opened their eyes one after another.

Liu Wusheng's silver sword lay across Qu Qixiang's neck, still shining with bursts of silver light.With it as the center, there are gusts of wind blowing out in all directions.And Qu Qixiang was covering his face tightly with one hand, trembling violently, his breath was out of shape.

The loose hair covered his face, and no one could see his face, only his hands and messy hair could be seen.From his throat, he let out a low voice like the low howl of a wild animal, as if he was holding back the anger that was about to pour out.

This atmosphere is really scary.

Chi Xikong was heartbroken when he saw it, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, is Master Liu doing it? What is the sky is clear and the earth is turbid?"

"It's the Jingjing Sutra." You Jianzheng stared at the scene in front of him, didn't have time to think about her, so he only answered the last question, and said, "The names of every move and style in our school come from the Qingjing Sutra, probably the patriarch he likes. "

"...No, I didn't ask this. I asked what is the use of this trick..."

"Of course it works." You Jian glanced at her sideways, and said, "It can completely nullify a person's mana in a short period of time. Including all the magical weapons on his body, the auxiliary formations that others have cast on this person, and even the sword. It can only be turned into a piece of scrap iron. But looking at him like this, I'm afraid he cast a spell on his face."

"Eh?"

This point is really easy to understand, and Liu Wusheng also understands it.He is now in a fit of anger, but his voice is not as angry as he imagined, but rather calm.He said coldly, "Put your hands down."

Before Qu Qixiang had time to react, An Xichen said, "Cut off his hands."

Liu Wusheng heard the words and looked at him sideways.

"How could he listen to you." An Xichen was calmer than him, and said hoarsely, "This is the fastest way. Hurry up, I don't know what he will do."

Liu Wusheng was silent.

"Forget it." After An Xichen finished speaking, he felt that Liu Wusheng, who was as pure as Liu Wusheng, couldn't do such a thing, so he took a few steps forward with his hands in his hand, and said, "Don't dirty the hands of Master Liu, I still do this kind of dirty work." Come."

But Liu Wusheng gave him a sideways glance: "Don't compete with me for work, go and cool off, I'll do it."

After finishing speaking, he raised his sword, and the sword fell, pointing directly at Qu Qixiang's hand covering his face.

Qu Qixiang probably sensed the gust of sword wind, and quickly put down his hands, sideways hid himself, jumped, and retreated four or five steps.

When he raised his head, his face was covered with a large number of deep and shallow scars, and the bones were even exposed in the depths. One of the opened eyes was completely black, and there was no eyeball, and there was no flesh on the mouth. A piece of gum.

It's not a human face at all.If I had to describe it, I could only say it was a monster, a ghost.

Everyone was stunned.

Qu Qixiang's cultivation is advanced, his realm has already reached above listening and doing, and his appearance has already stopped at the time when he was young.It can be called Fengshen handsome.But the monster in front of him is not at all close to Fengshen Junlang!

Liu Wusheng frowned, rolled his eyes and asked, "An Xichen, what's going on?"

"...I don't know, at least I really don't know about this."

Really strange.He pursed his lips and thought to himself, Qu Qixiang had entered the tomb before, and it was able to isolate all spells inside, but at that time his face was normal... Could it be him last time?Or is the spell he cast on his face special, or is the spell special?

Qu Qixiang suddenly said his name in a low voice, word by word slowly, gritting his teeth.

"An Xichen..."

He gritted his teeth and rattled, really like a beast with no anger and no reason.One eye was burning red with hatred, and he stretched out a hand, angrily said: "I told you to die...you have to die!!"

This bastard! !

An Xichen took half a step back, alarm bells ringing in his heart, but there was nowhere to escape.

He knew what Qu Qixiang was going to do.

"The mana is back!!" You Jian shouted quickly, "Master! Kill him!!"

Liu Wusheng naturally understands this kind of thing.

Before You Jian could say the second half of his sentence, he rushed out with a stride, but his footsteps couldn't keep up with the words, he heard the evil spirit roar out the curse engraved deep in someone's bones.

"Seven souls and six souls, the souls are scattered and nirvana!!"

At that moment, An Xichen felt his soul being torn apart from his body, and every inch of his skin felt as if it was being burned by karmic fire.As if jumping into a sea of ​​fire, the soul is divided by a mountain of knives.

All movements are isolated from the world.

The pain of dispersing the soul cannot be summed up in a few words.But after suffering for so long, he actually felt that the pain was not as severe as he remembered when he locked the soul.Maybe it's because he's used to it, or maybe it's Qiao Xishui's death that hurts him the most, even better than dispersing his soul.

He saw something detached from his body, he saw the ugly Qu Qixiang smiling distortedly, he saw Liu Wusheng stabbing his head with a sword, but it was as illusory as if he had been stabbed into smoke.

... was run away by him again.

He was suddenly tired.

In the end it was like this.

There was a whirlwind before his eyes.

Yes.The soul-locking curse was dissipated, and the soul was scattered in the world. From then on, his soul was scattered, his body was blown to ashes, and he was not even qualified to be a ray of spring breeze in the world.

In the silence, he saw Fang Ximing running towards him.Throwing away the sword anxiously, judging from the shape of his mouth, he should be calling for senior brother.

...still pretty good.

He suddenly thought that it seemed better to die like this than to die according to Qu Qixiang's will.

But he didn't come home in the end.He only walked halfway through the path that Qiao Xishui had cut for him, and finally he swayed and fell down.

Qu Qixiang was mad with anger, and chose to let his soul fly to annihilation.Maybe he will keep an eye on who will make the container after this, but it doesn't matter, Liu Wusheng knows about this, the head of Liu is a person with the world in mind, he will not ignore this matter.

No one else will be bloodbathed like him, be treated as a dog, be treated as a puppet.

……Great.

After all, not everyone is as lucky as him to meet a Qiao Xishui.

He was a little proud of himself.His life seems to be good, at least he met Qiao Xishui.

The world is still spinning in front of his eyes, and his consciousness is gradually drifting away.So he closed his eyes, quietly waiting for the moment when the ashes disappeared.

But suddenly there was the sound of gurgling water.

"The years flow, go upstream and go back—"

"Following the past, karma and sin cannot be changed—"

The voice sounded familiar, and An Xichen slowly opened his eyes.There was a deep sea in front of him, the surface of the water was shimmering, the light passed through the water surface, and the light gradually became brighter and brighter. An Xichen squinted his eyes, feeling a little dazzling.

He remembered.

He had heard this voice before Lidong.

The voice is sad and hoarse, and has been chanting tirelessly.

"...if this heart is sincere, the fine water will flow forever."

An Xichen was startled.

This voice actually sounded quite gratified at the moment, but also quite regrettable.

"Cause and effect are impermanent..."

It paused, then continued.

"Sin karma can be regretted, but cannot be changed."

"All beings are suffering, and the cause and effect of time...is irreversible."

The moment after he finished speaking, the sound of water in his ear suddenly gradually stopped.The light above the water became dazzling, and he couldn't help closing his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him changed.

Open your eyes is a piece of sky.It was night, with a round moon and a few stars hanging in the sky. Although it was clear, it seemed quite lonely.

He is not dead?

An Xichen felt a little puzzled.He wanted to lower his head to look around, but this body didn't listen to his orders, just looked up at the sky, not knowing what to look at.

Is this someone else's shell?

Then there's no way.

After the owner of this body had seen enough of the sky, he lowered his head.In the yard, there are only small bridges, flowing water, an old tree and a pool, which is nothing new.

An Xichen saw at a glance that it was Qingfengmen.Even if he dies and turns to ashes,

Definitely will not fail to recognize this place.

But soon, his attention was attracted by a person standing by the pool.The man was dressed in white, standing by the edge of the pool, poking his head out to look into the pool.

This position happened to be able to see his profile.

An Xichen looked at the face that was supposed to be getting cold in his arms, as if his heart had been grabbed by someone.

... Qiao Xishui.

It's Qiao Xishui...he's still alive.At least here, in front of his eyes, he was alive.

He looked at the koi fish swimming around in the koi pond, twitched the corners of his mouth, rubbed his stomach and said to himself: "This fish looks delicious."

This seemed a little funny, but An Xichen couldn't laugh.

His light, his dead light, stood before him alive.

He wanted to run over to hug him, to hold him and cry, there were so many things he wanted to do, but he couldn't achieve them.

This is not his own shell.

He heard himself say, "Are you hungry?"

Qiao Xishui turned his head. He seemed a little surprised and straightened up.

He heard himself ask again: "Are you hungry?"

Qiao Xishui still didn't seem to think that he was talking to him, and looked around for a while.

An Xichen then asked, "Are you hungry?"

He finally saw Qiao Xishui's innocent and bewildered expression again, Qiao Xishui pointed to himself, and asked in a daze, "Me?"

An Xichen nodded: "Yes."

An Xichen in the shell stared blankly at Qiao Xishui, not even listening to what kind of conversation they had.

He looked at Qiao Xishui, saw him smile, saw him helpless, saw his gloomy expression, he couldn't hear anything, and couldn't see anything except him.

The world is vast, but he only has Qiao Xishui in his eyes.

Qiao Xishui squatted down for a while, then suddenly stood up and said, "Let's go, brother will accompany you to eat something else."

Then he laughed.

Qiao Xishui kept smiling like this.Smiling half-closed his eyes, his brows and eyes were full of smiles.An Xichen was so engrossed in his eyes that when he came back to his senses, he couldn't get out.

He suddenly wanted to call him, but he couldn't make a sound.

He had no choice but to call him silently in his heart, one after another.

Qiao Xishui.

Qiao Xishui.

Qiao Xishui.

Afterwards, in front of him, he silently said what Qiao Xishui had always wanted to hear.

Qiao Xishui.

Every moment, I love you.