Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

Qiao Xishui was a little dazed.

Every word and every line of these words is like a square cage, and the person locked in it is undoubtedly An Xichen.

Abandoning life and death——An Xichen was indeed too wounded to die.There is also the abandonment of cultivation—although I don't know where he learned the lightning method, but he did abandon the water magic that he has practiced for more than 18 years.

And the last paragraph, every word and every word is undoubtedly trying to trick him.

This book is not thin, and the time is tight, Qiao Xishui took the time to turn to the first page, glanced at the three lines at a glance.

Some of the pen and ink handwriting are worn and faded, and some need to work hard to distinguish what is written.Although it is a book with a long history, what is written is frightening.

"In ancient times, there was a phoenix, who was reborn from Nirvana. This is a magic trick of rebirth. It is dedicated to you and me. I have two sleeves, and now I am studying many magic tricks to harm the world. It is definitely not my intention."

"It was not my intention to fail you in all the right and wrong before.

I don't want to walk in this world anymore, if I can be turned into ashes and smoke and you can be reborn from Nirvana, I will be extremely happy.

This is a note, may you live forever.

Hope no more delusions. "

There is a small line of writing on the bottom that is wet and can't be seen clearly.

Before Qiao Xishui could turn the page, there was a loud explosion.He hastened to protect the old books in his arms, the wind and sand were blowing so hard that people could not open their eyes, it took a long time before he managed to open them to see what was going on.

The loud noise was not far away. Qiao Xishui looked up, and saw countless dark thunders pouring into the dungeon from the sky, blasting countless dust and sand.The houses were blown to pieces, and there was a gust of wind blowing from nowhere. Wood, stone, and tiles were floating in the air as if they didn't need money.

This wave of wind and thunder crazily destroyed the empty city, and everything was reduced to ruins.No one could find any clues from here anymore, everything was completely destroyed.

Qiao Xishui frowned.The Lei who is wrecking the entire city right now is An Xichen, who is that Feng?

An Xichen is not proficient in ventilation techniques, and Qu Qixiang can't end in person.

Suddenly there was a rush of water flying out from the other end, straight up to the nine heavens.

It's Chi Xikong.

Qiao Xishui suddenly understood what Qu Qixiang had asked him to do.

Hit Fang Ximing!

He cursed Qu Qixiang, put the book in his arms, and was about to run over there when Yu Sui's voice suddenly came from above his head.

"Where are you going?"

Qiao Xishui slammed on the brakes and raised her head.

Yu Sui was floating in mid-air.There was no sword on his feet, and there was a mass of silver light shining in his hand, which was exactly the wind technique that Moxiu had practiced.

It seems that the current Lei is An Xichen, and Feng is Yu Sui.

The wind was blowing hard, Qiao Xishui half-closed his eyes, and asked him loudly: "What are you doing? Are you demolishing the house?"

"You're right, Master Fulin said he was going to demolish this place." Yu Sui also raised his voice and replied, "Don't go, Mr. Henxi will definitely not die. This place will be flat soon, you still come up with me Bar."

After Qiao Xishui finished listening, she walked forward against the wind without saying a word.

Seeing that he had made up his mind to go, Yu Sui was angry and funny, sneered, and said, "I've persuaded you, what else are you going to do?"

The strong wind wailed and wailed gravel and rubble, and scratched blood on Qiao Xishui's face and hands.

But he was not afraid, and still walked against the wind towards that side.

The wind cut his words into pieces, and the wind also spread his words to Yu Sui's ears.

Qiao Xishui said, "I'll go find him."

Yu Sui: "..."

He watched Qiao Xishui walking against the wind, and a figure overlapped in a daze.

Also with his back turned to him, he also walked resolutely and resolutely.The man walked into the flames, holding a blunt sword in his hand.He walked staggeringly, as if he was about to fall to the ground in the next second.

But he still walked forward, even though his back was bent, even if he couldn't stand up straight.

The man who turned into ashes has known him for more than a year, and he is undoubtedly Lord Feng Xiao.

But the name he wanted to blurt out was not "Feng Man Lou", but himself.

"...Yu Sui."

He called out.

The name fell into the wind, was cut into pieces, and turned into ashes in a blink of an eye.

There was a dull pain in his chest, like a heavy stone was pressed on his heart, and he was so sad that he felt a bit of suffocating pain.

·

An Xichen is a lunatic, as we all know.

Chi Xikong used to think that he was crazy to the extent that a good person would suddenly deceive his master, destroy his ancestors and slaughter his fellow sects, and from now on he would come up to do harm to the sect from time to time.

Who knew that this man was crazier than she thought, his blood was almost flowing into a river, and he was still beating.

The beating was quite fierce, and he didn't care if it would tear the wound open. He really deserved the name of Blood Shura.

Seeing that this place was about to collapse, he was still fighting with Fang Xi.Lin Wuhua's spells were so powerful that she was afraid of hitting Fang Ximing, so she didn't dare to do it easily.Although Chi Xikong helped Fang Ximing as much as possible, but even if he played two against one, he still couldn't beat him.

"What a lunatic!" Chi Xikong couldn't help cursing, "I really want to dig out his brains to see what kind of crazy thing he is pretending to be. He doesn't want to die, we still want to live!"

"Yeah, who doesn't want to live."

Hearing this voice, Chi Xikong couldn't help being overjoyed, turned around, and hurriedly said, "Ah Shui! You..."

She was about to say you help senior brother, when there was a sudden thud, the back of her head hurt, Chi Xi rolled her eyes blankly, and fell to the ground unconscious.

Qiao Xishui was quite sympathetic, so she didn't do this to her face.

After finishing Chi Xikong, he raised his head and looked at Fang Ximing and An Xichen, who were in full swing.The former's eyes were red with blood, while the latter's footsteps were erratic, and even his sword was trembling. It seemed that he really couldn't hold on.

After all, Qu Qixiang's spells were not built.

Qiao Xishui thought of a way on the way here, and he turned to look at Lin Wuhua.

Lin Wuhua looked at him expressionlessly.

Qiao Xishui smiled at her generously, and weighed the wooden stick picked up on the road in his hand. It was quite strong.

He took out his folding fan, poured some mana into it, and wrote a Chinese character in the air.The words fluttered and landed on Chi Xikong's body, sticking to her back.

Lin Wuhua was stunned, not knowing what he was going to do.

Qiao Xishui calmly read Fang Ximing's name in a low voice, and wrote another wooden character.It's just that the word was not in front of him, but behind Fang Ximing.

Immediately afterwards, he yelled loudly and loudly: "Bring flowers to trees!"

Fang Ximing was about to pinch a dharma in his hands, but just halfway through the incantation, he suddenly heard such a sound of "moving flowers and trees" exploding next to his ears, he was immediately blown away, and then the world spun, and there was a force Pulling him, I don't know where to pull him.

His eyes went dark for a while, and suddenly there was a loud bang, his forehead hurt, and his head buzzed for a while.

The last thing Fang Ximing saw was Qiao Xishui.

And the wooden stick in his hand that was broken in half by too much force.

Fang Ximing didn't expect to die, he went all the way to kill demons and surmount the thorns, but he didn't expect to fall into the hands of an unarmed medicine cultivator in the end.

Ashamed.

Seeing that he was still dizzy and conscious, Qiao Xishui picked up the wooden stick that was only half left in his hand, and hit him again with a bang.

The stick broke in two again.

Fang Ximing almost vomited blood - Qiao Xishui was so merciless to him!

Fang Ximing couldn't hold on, and finally fell down.

Lin Wuhua watched Fang Ximing fall to the ground, and couldn't help being stunned—Fang Ximing, who couldn't even handle An Xichen's killing machine, was killed by Qiao Xishui in a single move?

Are you kidding me?

Misplacement is nothing more than exchanging positions between two people, and it is usually used by Yaoxiu to save his life when he is being chased and beaten.

When it came to Qiao Xishui, it turned out to be a beating.

An Xichen coughed up a mouthful of blood, he looked at Chi Xikong in front of him, panting heavily.Blood flooded his brows and eyes, and he had no choice but to close his eyes.

In the darkness, there are still people shining.

Qiao Xishui.

An Xichen knelt down on the ground slowly, the strong wind whistling in his ears, it rolled up gravel, rubble, and sand from the ground.Scratching on the already wounded skin was like sharp knives.

An Xichen couldn't hold it anymore.Shen Yanjian dissipated away, and he also fell forward.

Someone caught him as he fell to the ground.The wind wailed in his ears, but it couldn't cover the sound of the man's breathing. He seemed to be in a hurry, and his breathing was a little short.

The man called him anxiously: "Brother!"

An Xichen understood that it was Qiao Xishui.

Qiao Xishui hugged him, blocking the gravel and dust.He didn't dare to hug too hard, for fear of pressing on some wound.

"Brother, it's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore, it's all over..."

He took a deep breath, and then said comfortingly, "I'm here, I'm fine. You and me... Don't be crazy, brother, I'll go home with you. Treat yourself better, okay?"

An Xichen was in excruciating pain. He closed his eyes, but he could still see Qiao Xishui in front of his eyes.

He was silent for a long time, and after gathering enough strength, he finally squeezed out a word with great difficulty.

"I have no home..." he said, "I have nothing."

You are not mine either.

he thinks.

They are people on both sides, like two lines that never meet.An Xichen was in the abyss, Qiao Xishui was standing on the shore, looking down.

An Xichen raised his head, wiped his blood-covered eyes, and saw the most dazzling light in the world.

The light smiled at him.

"I'm yours!" Hearing what he said, Qiao Xishui hurriedly said, "I'm yours!"

Every word Qiao Xishui said fell on his heart, and the warmth penetrated into his bones.

Qiao Xishui took a few breaths, carefully hugged her tightly, and leaned into his ear and said, "You still have me... Let's go back together, shall we?"

The soul that had been washed away by blood melted the frost, and the heart that had been dead for a long time began to beat.

They are still in the dark abyss, but they no longer wither, and begin to grow towards the bright moon.All the vitality and warmth, hotness and unwillingness, even remorse and love, are only given to this round of bright moon.

This bright moon is Qiao Xishui.

It is his vitality, all the light he can touch in the dark.

It is a dream that cannot be touched, and it is his rare encounter.

"... Qiao Xishui."

"Ok?"

"Hold tighter." He said, "It's okay...Hold tighter."

Just a little.

he thinks.

Qiao Xishui hugged her a little tighter, but still didn't dare to hug her too tightly.Ask: "Is that so?"

An Xichen didn't speak.They pressed closer together, and he felt like he was surrounded by fire, warm and hot.

An Xichen suddenly felt a little funny.The only kindness I have received in this life is actually in this ghostly place and weather under the martial arts venue where the wind is howling.

And neither of them smelled good, they both smelled bloody, greasy and sweet.

But this time, it was the first time in his life that he felt at ease, without reason.

After a long time, he said, "Get up and help me go."

An Xichen struggled to half-open one eye in Qiao Xishui's arms, looked at his light in a daze, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's... go home."