Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

Qiao Xishui thought that another day he had to see if there were any almanacs sold in this world, and buy one to hang at home, so he had to check it out before going out.

He was sure that today's almanac must be written to be obedient and avoid going out.

An Xichen forbade him to come. Although Qiao Xishui made up his mind to be disobedient, he was An Xichen after all, and he would still be afraid when he should be afraid. No matter what he was, he was a villain with a bad personality. Seeing Qiao Xishui standing in the audience, what would he do.

An Xichen's disposition is outrageously distorted now, and his mind is like a mountain road with eighteen bends. It is estimated that no one can think of what he will do next. Maybe he will be so angry that he doesn't care about it. In short, a thunderbolt hit his head first. Let's talk later.

Although Qiao Xishui could laugh and laugh with him, she still felt a little apprehensive in her heart.Standing in front of a sinner who has murdered countless people, a human being will always be afraid.

So Qiao Xishui chose to stay away from him for the time being, and hovered around for a while, waiting for Fang Ximing to fight him, and then fall from the sky to save the beauty with a hero.

If the timing is good, An Xichen might be moved, and he might open up his heart to him in one fell swoop.If the timing is not grasped well, although An Xichen may still be angry at that time, he will somewhat suppress his temper in the midst of a battle.

Qiao Xishui had a good plan, and the more he thought about it, the happier he became, and even the dark environment around him was not so scary.He was walking on the road with a smile, but within 2 minutes of smiling, Fang Ximing suddenly fell from the sky.

Fang Ximing slammed his feet on the ground, and landed firmly in front of him, stirring up layers of dust to set off his shining appearance.

Qiao Xishui took a mouthful of sand, and her happy smile froze pitifully on her face.

Fang Ximing raised his head, and laughed back in anger. When he called his name, his voice was mournful and mournful, and his words trembled to the eighteenth bend of the mountain road: "Qiao——xi—water—"

How dare Qiao Xishui speak.His brain was blank, and the plans in his mind were all turned to ashes in an instant, and he was thrown into the wind, and he was blown away by the wind for nine days in a blink of an eye: "..."

Fang Ximing laughed like a ghost, and his face was terrifying, as if he had really killed him.

He smiled and said: "Good junior brother, I thought you were a good person, but now that I look at it, it's true that the whole family doesn't come into the house?"

"...?"

Although Qiao Xishui was afraid, when she heard this sentence, she still had the courage to ask: "Who is married to whom?"

Fang Ximing took out a handful of fairy-binding ropes out of nowhere, grabbed his hands with a dark face, gritted his teeth sullenly and said, "You and An Xi Chen!"

"..."

Food can be eaten indiscriminately, but words can't be said indiscriminately!

·

Below the martial arts arena is a city.

To say the city is a bit exaggerated, at most it is a town.The place is not big, it is a small town, and it is not comparable to the magnificent capital city.

The dark town buried underground should be decayed and destroyed, but every house here maintains its original appearance, giving people the illusion that the buildings are just empty.

If you take a photo with an open fire talisman, you can still see the words on the plaques of various shops.Medicine store, tea shop, restaurant, as a small town, there is no shortage of everything that should be there.

Even the tea in the tea shop hadn't rotted yet, Qiao Xishui touched it, maybe it was stored in the ground all year round, and the tea was a little damp.

Fang Ximing's face was dark, and he searched house by house with a sword in his hand. It didn't look like a house search, but like a house demolition.

This is probably the protagonist with the least amount of protagonist traits.

Qiao Xishui looked down at his hands tied together by the fairy rope, and couldn't help feeling dizzy.

Fang Ximing was in a hurry to find An Xichen, but he found nothing after searching around, and his face was even worse when he came back.

And then Luo Qingjian slammed across his neck again without saying a word.

This method has been tried before.Fang Ximing's sword had already cut a gash in his neck, blood was dripping, and An Xichen was nowhere to be seen.

But the blood contract is still flashing.

In the end, Fang Ximing helplessly tore off his sleeve and wrapped it around his neck.

This time the Luoqing sword was pressed against his neck, but it was still useless.Fang Ximing

After hesitating for a moment, the tip of the sword moved up a few inches, aimed at his forehead, approached slowly, and dripped blood again.

Qiao Xishui was so frightened that she was about to kneel on the ground - An Xichen still didn't come.

He trembled and said, "Farewell...it's useless, it's useless, even if you cut off my head, he won't come."

It is impossible for a blood contract to listen to anyone, it is a mandatory life and death contract.This contract is set, unless one party dies, it will never be terminated.

There is only one possibility.

Something interfered with the blood contract.

Fang Ximing withdrew his sword, gave Qiao Xishui a sideways glance, and said, "Do you know what he is doing here?"

Qiao Xishui heaved a sigh of relief, wiped the blood on his forehead, and swear to the sky after hearing his words, and said loudly with a strong desire to survive: "I really don't know! If I knew, I would be struck by lightning!"

The original text has always been narrated from Fang Ximing's perspective, and it is written that he has been overcoming obstacles and fighting demons. Who knows what An Xichen did when he came down, and what he did before meeting Fang Ximing!

He really doesn't know!

Fang Ximing was silent for a while, staring fixedly at Qiao Xishui.Like two iron knives that can pierce the cold wind and solid ice, they have to peel off the skin and bones of his whole body to see clearly from the inside out.

After looking at it for a long time, he looked away half-believingly, pursed his lips, and said, "I believe you for now."

Qiao Xishui didn't dare to speak, shrank her shoulders, pretended to be a turtle with a shrunken head, and looked harmless.

Fang Ximing couldn't help sneering, at this point, he no longer believed in Qiao Xishui.

Obviously, Qiao Xishui must be on the side of An Xichen wholeheartedly. If he still has the same view of An Xichen as before, it is estimated that this body has been cut in half by a sword, and turned into a corpse lying horizontally underground.

But he didn't want to kill Qiao Xishui.

Fang Ximing didn't know what messed up he was thinking, the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, so he turned his head and left, angrily said: "Follow me!"

Qiao Xishui responded, and quickly took two steps to follow him.

He glanced back, Qiao Xishui's obedient hands were clenched together, and the wrists bound by Xiansuo were red.

Fang Ximing pursed his lips, looked away, and said, "Listen well. The blood contract doesn't work for some reason now. So An Xichen can't save you and can't control you, so you follow me first."

"Even if you don't like it, you have to follow! I really don't know what you have in your head, I really..."

He didn't look back at all, and walked forward wholeheartedly.He also didn't notice a group of dark shadows hiding in the alley beside him, and while he was talking to himself, he quickly rushed over, covered Qiao Xishui's mouth, and ran back into the alley in a hurry.

Fang Ximing didn't pay attention at all, and was still babbling: "I told you, could it be that you forgot? I know that An Xichen has difficulties, but if you are guilty, you are guilty. There are many high-sounding reasons, and that can't be forgiven. !"

"I don't know why you didn't mention such a big thing. Although I was angry, I didn't want to kill you. Do you know? I..."

The more he talked, the more he took out his heart and lungs, and the more he talked, the more grief and anger filled him, and he turned his head while talking, and his face was full of empty silence.

……

What about people.

·

Qiao Xishui was dragged all the way with his mouth covered. The strength of the person who took him away should not be underestimated. No matter how Qiao Xishui struggled, he couldn't shake his strength.

After being dragged to the destination, the man finally let go of him.He moved a little further away and sized him up, as if to see if he had found the wrong person.

When he looked at him like this, Qiao Xishui also saw him clearly, and also took a look at who the person who took him away from Fang Ximing so neatly was.

This person is dressed in a dark black robe, with a spot of red blood on his forehead, his brows and eyes are indifferent, and there are the same tattoos as An Xichen around his eyes.His hands were tightly wrapped with bandages, not a single bit of flesh was exposed.

Qiao Xishui still couldn't get the number right for a while, so she pursed her lips and asked, "That... who are you?"

He reported the house without hesitation: "Yu Sui."

Oh, Yu Sui.

Yu Sui.

That cannon fodder.

……

Thinking of how Yu Sui was crushed and ashes later, Qiao Xishui looked over with a trace of pity - even though his hands are still tied now.

Yu Sui felt uncomfortable under his gaze, the corners of his mouth twitched for a long time, but in the end he didn't say anything, he turned his head and shouted into the dilapidated house in front of him: "Henxi Jun——"

After Qiao Xishui heard this, her heart skipped a beat, "Fuck me", she turned her head and was about to slip away.

Whether it is the world of immortal cultivation or the world of demon cultivation, as long as it is a figure who lives above others, everyone can call himself a king.

Feng Manlou is Feng Xiaojun, Qu Qixiang claims to be the Lord of Fulin, and An Xichen.

It's fucking hate! ! !

Yu Sui quickly grabbed him and shouted again: "Mr. Hate—someone brought—"

Qiao Xi, the water ghost, cried and howled: "I didn't bring it! No one brought it!!"

Why didn't he expect that An Xichen sent someone here! ! !

This is good, first Fang Ximing and then An Xichen, before his good plan started, he was trampled to pieces by them one by one!

Qiao Xishui was like a rooster flopping around before being slaughtered, howling, screaming and struggling, making Yu Sui feel annoyed for a while, and hated how a man, such a man, made a blood contract with such a second-queer.

Mr. Henxi may have something wrong with his brain.

"Stop barking." Yu Sui tried to comfort him, saying, "He won't do anything to you."

Qiao Xishui paused for a moment when she heard the words, swallowed her saliva, turned her head cautiously and asked, "...it's not going to happen...how is it?"

"How do I know. I don't follow Mr. Henxi, my master is Fengmanlou."

"...Then what will Lord Feng Xiao do?"

Yu Sui paused when he heard the words, and rigidly summarized the prerequisites for the question he asked: "You can do whatever you say you are not allowed to do, and if you do, let's not mention it for now, but you are still hurting yourself and interfering with the Lord's work? "

No matter how Qiao Xishui heard it, she felt like a brat, her expression twisted for a while, and she responded as if she had a toothache: "...Yes."

"Oh. If Feng Xiaojun said, he would probably take off his arms and legs, stab one eye blind with a short knife, and then lock him up and fast for about half a month."

Qiao Xishui: "..."

"And after half a month, the wound on the blind eye was rotten, and the person was dehydrated. After the strength of the struggle was exhausted, the rotten flesh was dug out, and then..."

Before he could produce anything "more", the door of the dilapidated house in front of him was kicked away with a slamming sound.The tattered wooden door whirled and flew out from between the two.

Qiao Xishui listened to the statement just now, and then connected the wooden door that died at someone's feet, feeling that he had come to the Arctic ice sheet, and the coolness was not enough to describe.

It must have been almost frozen into an iceberg.

He turned his head stiffly, and An Xichen stepped on the door with his foot on the door, blood glistening with spells all over his body, without a smile on his face.

Yu Sui swallowed, turned his face quietly, and said, "Let me explain first, Lord Hate Xi and Lord Feng Xiao are probably about the same level of abnormality."

"I know he was a righteous gentleman, but you know... people have been tortured a lot, and after a breakdown, they won't go anywhere mentally. Generally... they are quite abnormal."

Qiao Xishui: "..."

He boldly raised his head and glanced at An Xichen, this "pervert" still didn't smile, said nothing, his eyes stared straight at him, like two cold iron hooks.

I don't know if it's going to be abnormal... If you are angry, you must be angry.

Qiao Xi shrank her neck, her scalp numb.

Scary.