Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

Qiao Xishui naturally reached out and clicked for confirmation.

The system responded extremely quickly, and immediately refreshed a few densely packed words.Fortunately, Qiao Xishui is not trypophobic. If he was, he would probably resign on the spot when he saw these lines of small characters like crawling ants densely packed into this small box.

He squinted his eyes, stretched his neck forward, squinted his eyes and carefully explained the long and stinky nonsense.

Task: The immortals perform martial arts.

Implementation period: ten days.

Task completion criteria: prevent the core character An Xichen from killing Lin Wuhua and further blackening.

There is also a line of red blood-like big red characters below, which is probably for conspicuousness, especially the enlarged "Attention!" at the front, which is very exaggeratedly bright and red, which hurts people's eyes.

【Notice!There is no requirement for favorability and whitewashing for this task, but if the favorability and whitewashing are not full before An Xichen's death chapter, the death outcome will not be changed! 】

[If the core character An Xichen dies, it will be regarded as a mission failure, the binding will be unbound immediately, and a deadend will be sent to the host! 】

Qiao Xishui: "..."

Ten days.

The immortals performed martial arts for seven days.

After thinking about it for a while, he realized why it took longer than the chapter on martial arts.

In this chapter, An Xichen shamelessly came out to attack Fang Ximing after winning the championship.At that time, Fang Ximing won the crown in the martial arts performance. He was covered with injuries all the way, and his mana was exhausted in the finals of the martial arts performance. He didn't have much strength to deal with others.

But the protagonist's aura is always shining on Brother Ming's head—even if his mana is exhausted and his body is crippled and bloody, he still bursts out the potential in his body, exhausting his last strength, and fatally wounding An Xichen.

Although the protagonist's halo is the protagonist's halo, it is not too heaven-defying.After this blow, his mana was completely exhausted, and he fell backwards, unconscious.

When he opened his eyes again, neither An Xichen nor Lin Wuhua could be seen anywhere.Surrounded by ruins, he dug out a charred corpse from under the rubble.

Everyone thought it was Lin Wuhua who died under An Xichen Lei's law, until three days later, Lin Wuhua's head was sent to Qingfengmen.

Not only that, An Xichen was afraid that La's hatred value was not enough, so he posted a sound transmission symbol on it.

He said: "If you doubted the authenticity of that charred corpse, Lin Wuhua would not have died."

An Xichen made a big death like this, and in a chapter not long after, he happily received a box full of bento from Fang Ximing, who had completely transformed.

In other words, if the black lotus hadn't wanted to bloom before then, they would die together, he would die first and then the other would die, just like the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead, and everyone died on the beach.

No, it should be earlier.If Qiao Xishui hadn't stopped An Xichen from committing suicide, then both of them would have died—even if they were still alive.

How do you say that?

Some people are still alive, but he is dead.

It was the two of them.

Qiao Xishui said silently in her heart, An Xichen, Miss An, we are now a community of destiny.I can't live even if you die, your corpse is just two fresh little lives.

Qiao Xishui sighed, and clicked to confirm again.

[The mission "All Immortals Performing Martial Arts" has begun. 】

【Good luck. 】

Qiao Xishui was rejoicing in his heart that he finally didn't have that disgusting sentence, and the system came up with a sentence: [Forge ahead, make progress every day, go forward bravely, okay. 】

Qiao Xishui: "...I am you motherfucker."

It was already bright, and the system went back after finishing speaking.Qiao Xishui stood up, took two steps forward, and saw that the group of children in Qingfengmen who heard the chicken dancing had woken up.

Everyone washed their faces, stretched their bodies, and got into the carriage again, bumping all the way to their destination.

Going to Pu Jing was not something that happened overnight, Qiao Xishui lived bouncing on the carriage for three days.

For three days, she rode in a carriage during the day and slept on the grass at night. Qiao Xi was so big, and she went out either by bus or subway, and she sat comfortably. This was the first time in her life that she suffered such a crime.

This fucking journey is more bumpy than the road of life.It's okay to talk about it at night, but it's just a little insomnia, and the carriage is different.

It takes two steps, bumps and takes off from time to time, which is more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

And Qiao Xishui couldn't sleep well at night.For some reason, every time he dreams, he always dreams of the memory that the system showed him earlier.

There is no voice of the original owner, only An Xichen.The young An Xichen looked at him nervously, he looked like a weak and helpless little white lotus swaying in the wind.

Every night he pursed his lips and forced a smile, his voice trembling precariously.

"...can you save me?" he said, "help me..."

Just this sentence, keep repeating.

Qiao Xishui had nightmares at night and was bumpy in the morning. After three days, she stood at the gate of Pu Jingcheng, feeling that she had been tortured on the road, and there were only strands of soul left on her body. Now she was just a walking dead.

The crowd poured into the city in a huge crowd, heading straight for the martial arts arena.To participate in the martial arts performance, it is natural to sign up.

After arriving at the Martial Arts Arena, the registration office is located at the door.There was a man sitting in the place responsible for the registration, a man in white.The man nodded at them and smiled slightly, "Come here?"

Qu Qixiang led the group of people to walk in front with his hands behind his back, looking mature and calm, he smiled back when he heard the words, and said politely: "Here we are."

The man picked up the pen resting on the inkstone, unfolded the paper to soak it in ink, and asked, "How many participants?"

"Eight people."

"principal?"

"Of course it's me."

"I'm sorry." The man laughed, and read out his name word by word, "Qu, Qi, Xiang, right?"

"Of course it is." Qu Qixiang smiled and said, "Participants Fang Ximing, Lin Wuhua, Chi Xikong, Yi Wucheng, Su Wulin, Xie Wusheng, Li Xicha, Dai Ximeng... Substitutes Qiao Xishui."

"No."

He looked up at the "substitute" Qiao Xishui, smiled politely at him, then pulled out a board from under the table, and put it on the table.

In the center of the board, there is a line of big red letters that expressly stipulates: wood-type medicine repairers are not allowed to play.

Qiao Xishui: "..."

The man smiled and said, "It doesn't work either as a substitute."

The corner of Qu Qixiang's mouth twitched.Rules are rules after all, and if you don't follow them, you have to follow them.He had no choice but to give in, and said, "Okay, remove Xishui."

Qiao Xishui didn't speak, turned around and walked to the other side.

"Senior brother Qiao." The girl named Dai Ximeng was afraid that he wouldn't be able to play, and she thought she was redundant and was in a bad mood, so she hurriedly said, "It's always been controversial for Yaoxiu to play, it's not the brother's fault...you just sit on the sidelines and replace him." Let's treat it, no one will blame you, don't be in a bad mood."

Qiao Xishui hated having to go on stage, and saluted from all directions had already been fired in her heart.

But his excitement couldn't be written on his face, so he said with a cold face, "I'm not in a bad mood."

"Oh, how could you, Senior Brother Qiao, care about not being able to play!" Chi Xikong walked over and hugged her, and said to Qiao Xishui, "Besides, who in the world doesn't know that Yaoxiu can't play?... After all, the previous few martial arts performances There are times when there are Yaoxiu games, and they don’t even look at anyone else, just stare at Yaoxiu to fight."

"Some medicine cultivators have a high level of cultivation and can heal themselves. Some people don't worry if they don't beat people until they lose consciousness. The last time they almost killed a medicine cultivator, it should be because they have a long memory and just don't let it go. The medicine is fixed."

...Of course, how to beat without cutting the milk.

"What's more, Xiao Shui, you are famous, just reach out and wave your hand..." Chi Xikong couldn't help shaking his head, and said, "There's no need to fight on the opposite side."

Qiao Xishui expressed her understanding, nodded and said, "I know all about it. I will watch you off the court. Just play hard, don't worry about me. If you are injured, I will naturally heal you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qu Qixiang came over and said, "Stop talking, I've signed up. The emperor thinks highly of us and arranged a big hotel for us."

Before everyone cheered, Qu Qixiang poured cold water on him again.He pulled out a note from his sleeve, and said with a smile, "But Xishui is not participating, so he can't be with us... It says your inn, show it to the waiter at the front desk, and he will arrange a room for you."

Qiao Xishui: "..."

Fang Ximing immediately said: "No way!"

Qu Qixiang: "What's wrong?"

"In the past year, An Xichen has slandered my Qingfeng disciple everywhere. As long as he goes down the mountain, even in groups, he can be seriously injured or killed." Fang Ximing said coldly, "Even if this is Pu Jing, I am not at ease at the feet of the emperor. The younger brother is a medicine cultivator, and he is not resistant to beating. We must be together, so as not to save that lunatic from waiting for the opportunity. We are both from the Qingfeng sect, why can't we be together?"

"I thought of this." Qu Qixiang smiled and said, "Don't worry, that inn has an enchantment. And during the martial arts performance, in order to prevent the monks from fighting privately, there are guards everywhere. There are many monks in the city. An Xichen No matter how crazy you are, you won't take this kind of suicidal behavior. The rules set by the emperor should not conflict with the emperor."

Fang Ximing was still worried, and just about to say something, Qu Qixiang said again: "If you are still worried, give Xishui a talisman, as long as he is in danger, light the open flame of this talisman, and we will fight Will arrive...how about this?"

As he said that, Qu Qixiang had already drawn out the talisman.

There is really nothing wrong with this treatment, and the emperor made a rule that if they can't live together, they can't live together.

"It's not far away, just across the street." Qu Qixiang comforted, "No accident will happen."

Hearing that the distance was getting closer, Fang Ximing's face improved, and he agreed to live apart.

Qiao Xishui squeezed the note, and stuffed the charm given by Qu Qixiang into her arms.After walking with them for a while, we parted ways, turned around and entered the inn, and handed the note to the waiter at the front desk.

Xiao Er took the note and took him to the room on the second floor.The room was spacious and luxurious, and Qiao Xishui was stunned for a moment.Seeing him stunned, Xiao Er took it for granted, and said with a smile, "There are baths on every floor, please go and take a bath by yourself."

Qiao Xishui hastily responded a few times, Xiao Er said something to call, and then backed out.

The room is really beautiful, with a balcony and a big bed, even the flickering red candles look like that.There was wine on the table, and a small tea set.Incense was burning on the table, and there was a wonderful fragrance in the room.

Everything is available.

Qiao Xishui felt like she hadn't seen such a decent house for a long time, and after being devastated for three days and three nights, she felt like crying with joy in an instant.

At this moment, someone pushed open the door.

Qiao Xishui thought it was Xiao Er, and subconsciously turned around.

What caught my eye was the face that was smiling nervously at him in the dream last night.It's just that the young man's face was worn out, and his immature peach blossom eyes were ground into two pools of blood.

It's An Xichen.