Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

——The master said that his bones are cheap and his blood is dirty.

Qiao Xishui was so startled that goose bumps almost fell all over her body.

Lin Hongyi doesn't have many roles in the original text, and most of the time he appears in Fang Ximing's Memories.He is a man with a cold face and a rigid and stubborn look, and his gestures are as sharp and sharp as a cold blade.Never procrastinating, wherever he goes, an iceberg-like coercion follows him.

Thinking about it carefully, it is quite similar to the original owner.

Qiao Xishui knew that An Xichen's mother must be a prostitute, and the memories before her death could not be false.

Then there is only one possibility - Lin Hongyi is lying.

He lied to the entire Qingfengmen to keep them away from An Xichen.

why?

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Qiao Xishui thought about it all day, but she still couldn't figure out why.

Until night fell, Fang Ximing came back.

The two went to his room and closed the door, talking like underground parties.

In the past few days, there is really nothing worth noting. He hastily explained to Fang Ximing some things after that, and told him that everything will come naturally and he will win the championship smoothly, and then he bid farewell to him.

Fang Ximing nodded and said, "Okay, thank you very much."

"Don't thank me." Qiao Xishui said, "You will want to beat me to death later."

Fang Ximing knew that he was talking about An Xichen, so he was silent for a while, and said: "I owe you a favor this time, if I can help you in the future, just say it. Even if you hook up with An Xichen, I'll do my best to help."

"You don't have to go that far, I just want to ask you something right now." Qiao Xishui pulled up a chair and sat down, ready to listen to his long speech, and said, "Lin Hongyi said that An Xichen's parents are demons. Cultivator, is this true?"

"That's right." Fang Ximing said, "Qingfengmen is jealous of evil. Even if he has no bad intentions, people who have a relationship with Moxiu will always be disgusting."

"Dirty, that's what everyone says about demon cultivators. They don't shy away from killing people, nor do they shy away from ghosts and monsters."

"Wraiths and ghosts—they think that thing is so powerful that they can use it for themselves... They will raise that thing. Be careful, An Xichen also raises it."

"He raises a dead one." Qiao Xishui wrote lightly, "It's a dead bone puppet, unconscious, just listening to him."

"...This is the first time I've heard of it."

"There are so many things you don't know."

Fang Ximing laughed suddenly, and said, "That's true."

Hearing his smile, Qiao Xishui's expression changed slightly, and his expression was a little distorted. He looked at him complicatedly for a while.

Fang Ximing was a little scared by him, and said: "What's the matter, look at me like this."

"……No."

In the original text, Fang Ximing in the martial arts chapter is a paranoid with eyes only on the laurel crown.Can't listen to anyone's words, full of eyes, only to win the first place, so that Qingfengmen can return to the top of the fairy gate, and then go to chop off An Xichen's head, so as to calm down the anger in his heart.

But now, he obviously has nothing to do with "paranoia".

Now even this indifference is gone.

Think about it carefully, this hero is OOC! !

Qiao Xishui's expression became more and more distorted, and she couldn't help but said: "I think, after you and I met An Xichen that morning, you have changed a bit..."

Fang Ximing was silent for a while, and after a while, he laughed again and said, "It's okay."

"When I see him again, I still have to do it." Fang Ximing said, "I know there is something hidden behind this, but it is true that he deceived his master and exterminated his ancestors. No matter what the reason is, the person he killed will be killed by him after all."

"He was guilty, there's no denying that."

"But behind him, there should be a man behind the scenes. I will find out this man behind the scenes together. When it's time to do it, I won't hesitate. Hundreds of disciples of the Qingfeng Sect were killed by An Xichen. Can survive."

"Even if it's your senior brother?"

"I don't have a brother." He said, "My brother is dead.

"

Qiao Xishui glanced at him and said nothing.

Fang Ximing may not have changed, but the object of hatred has shifted from An Xichen to the so-called mastermind behind the scenes.

How would he feel if he knew that the so-called mastermind behind the scenes stood behind him all day long, and he had to respectfully call him uncle every day?

Qiao Xishui touched his chin, smiled maliciously, and said sincerely: "I look forward to the day when you catch the mastermind behind the scenes."

You are going to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors.

Just as he thought of the words "deceive the master and destroy the ancestors", the smile on his face froze suddenly.

He thought of An Xichen bullying his master and destroying his ancestors.

One after another, many words flashed through his mind in a hurry, making up tingling conjectures.

Chi Xikong said: "Master said that his bones are cheap and blood dirty, so everyone doesn't want to stay with him."

An Xichen said to him: "Thinking too much. Do you think there is someone who loves me these days at Qingfengmen?"

Fang Ximing said: "He is really powerful, and he is always called by Master, who always gives him a lot of scriptures..."

Chi Xikong said: "Master told us that the reason why he reads the scriptures every day is because he has devil blood in his body, so he has to read the scriptures to suppress it."

An Xichen said: "—these words are not killing me, but changing my body step by step...for someone."

Qiao Xishui suddenly understood, was shocked, and jumped up against the case.With a bang, all the teacups on the table fell on the table, and the tea splashed all over the table.

Fang Ximing was taken aback, quickly raised his teacup, and scolded, "What are you doing!?"

Qiao Xishui didn't care about this, his eyes were red, and he reached out and grabbed Fang Ximing's collar for the first time, and shouted: "What scripture did Lin Hongyi read to him back then!?"

"……what?"

"What kind of scriptures are you giving!" Qiao Xi shouted out of anger, "the scriptures must have ghosts! His parents are not demon cultivators at all!"

Fang Ximing was stunned: "It's not a magician!?"

Qiao Xishui felt that talking to his pig teammate would make him [-]% angry, so he got up, took a deep breath, and yelled so loudly: "So I asked you what scriptures you gave back then!! "

Although Fang Ximing was shocked, but fortunately he still had reason, and hurriedly said: "Calm down! The sound insulation of this inn is not so good!"

Qiao Xishui heard him say that the sound insulation is not very good, she was taken aback for a moment, and then released him, but her eyes were still terribly red.

He wrinkled Fang Ximing's collar. When Fang Ximing started to straighten his clothes, Qiao Xishui hesitated, but he still spoke out about his background: "An Xichen's parents have nothing to do with Moxiu. It is □□mortal womb.

His mother was a prostitute in the tile house, she got pregnant by accident, but she couldn't redeem herself, but she couldn't bear to get rid of her, so she pestered the procuress for a long time, begging her to allow her to give birth to a child.

Fortunately, his mother is very beautiful and skilled, and most of the guests love her.She tried every means to force her to death, and also went on a hunger strike. The old bustard was helpless, and she didn't want to lose the cash cow, so she finally got permission to give birth to An Xichen. "

"His mother knows who his real father is, and that is a big merchant. But apart from her, the big merchant also raised many women, and there are also many wives and concubines in the family. His mother still couldn't bear to ask the merchant to redeem herself, and her self-esteem was low. Permitted. So, she let the child take her surname An. She hated this kind of dark life for a long time, so she called him An Zhao."

"I didn't pick up that name blindly." Qiao Xishui took a deep breath and said, "His mother gave it to him."

"A prostitute in the tile house, a big businessman full of romantic debts, which of the two has something to do with Moxiu?"

Fang Ximing pursed his lips, a little uncomfortable to answer, so he changed the subject and said, "What does this have to do with the scriptures?"

"Lin Hongyi deliberately explained that scripture, and I'm afraid it was a trick in it. There is no silver 300 taels here."

...In addition to those weird words that appear and disappear on An Xichen's body.

Qiao Xishui didn't want to talk about it yet.

Fang Ximing was silent, thought for a while, and said, "I can't believe you."

After Qiao Xishui calmed down, she probably guessed that this would be the case.

"My master is

The former head, if I want to believe that he has tampered with his disciples, it is simply a fantasy. "

"I know." Although Qiao Xishui knew it in his heart, he still felt uncomfortable when he heard it. Thinking of An Xichen again, he couldn't help but stingingly said, "If you want to protect your master, you can think about it." , what must be forced An Xichen must be crazy."

After he finished speaking, he said his farewell and turned to leave.

It was dark outside and the street was brightly lit.Qiao Xishui walked directly back to the inn, went upstairs, sat on the bed without even lighting a candle.

He probably cleared his mind.

An Xichen suddenly disappeared after retreating for more than a day. Four days later, he came back with the head of the leader Lin Hongyi.

It is absolutely impossible to say that Lin Hongyi did nothing.

Besides, the spell on his body is really interesting.He originally thought that it was imposed on him by Qu Qixiang, but because An Xichen hated Lin Hongyi so much, it might have been added by Lin Hongyi.

The scriptures may have been used to cast the spell.According to the two of them, An Xichen probably read scriptures from the beginning.

If it was what Qiao Xishui thought, An Xichen was cursing himself step by step, pushing himself into the abyss step by step.

But no one believed him.Because Lin Hongyi is the head of the Qingfeng Sect, with a sense of immortality and integrity, with a high moral integrity and high prestige.

How could he do such a thing as persecuting disciples? It's all your fault.

Qiao Xishui's breathing trembled a little.

Calculated in this way, Qu Qixiang and Lin Hongyi were in the same group... He killed Lin Hongyi, but he didn't escape Qu Qixiang!

Why would he bully his master and destroy his ancestors?

In the final analysis, it's just because I don't want to die!

Suddenly the surroundings lit up, Qiao Xishui was interrupted from thinking, and suddenly raised his head, seeing An Xichen lit a red candle on the table.

I don't know when An Xichen came in.He was covered in blood, he didn't know what he did today, and he wasn't wearing his usual dark robe.

An Xichen raised his eyes wearily, still looking lazy, smiled, and said in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing, the candles are not lit."

When he said this, he suddenly overlapped with the boy in white in his dream.

The young man said to him, "Help me."

Qiao Xi's Adam's apple moved slightly, and a hoarse word slipped out of her mouth softly: "...I will help."

An Xichen heard him speak, but couldn't hear him clearly, and said, "What did you say?"

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Xishui suddenly stood up and rushed towards him.

Unexpectedly, An Xichen was caught off guard. He staggered back several steps before he managed to stabilize his figure. He couldn't help cursing: "Are you sick?!"

"do not move."

Qiao Xishui's voice trembled, and she hugged him tighter, as if she was afraid that he would disappear.

"Don't move... An Xichen." He said, "I'm coming."