Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

Qiao Xishui helped An Xichen take two steps, and An Xichen passed out completely.

He could be forgiven for passing out.He has been insane for so long today, if it were someone else, he would have fainted from the pain.It's just that he, a lunatic, still has the strength to go crazy, and he doesn't know where to gather a burst of energy.

Qiao Xishui helped him walk for a while, then looked back.Lin Wuhua was still standing where she was, with a smile on her lips, looking at Fang Ximing.

Her eyes are like two pools of soft water, she can't see the horror in Chi Xikong's mouth at all, just like a girl who is watching her sweetheart tenderly.

But she didn't shoot An Xichen, and she turned a blind eye when she saw Fang Ximing being beaten.Yu Sui really didn't lie to him, Lin Wuhua should be a demon cultivator.

"gone."

When Qiao Xishui heard this, she looked back and looked up. Yu Sui was standing on the ruined wall, looking at him expressionlessly.

Qiao Xishui wondered, "You didn't go first?"

"I want to deal with the aftermath." He said, "How can I deal with the aftermath if you haven't left?"

After all, he jumped down from above.

Strange to say, after he jumped down, those squalling wild winds seemed to have become conscious, and formed a circle around him.The circle is calm and the sea is calm, and the strong wind will not bother you.

Yu Sui turned his head and said, "Go this way."

Qiao Xishui followed.

It was obviously the right choice to follow Yu Sui, at least the gravel and rubble would no longer be scrambling to hit his face.

Yu Sui didn't take him up directly, but took a secret path.

Qu Qixiang is above the people in the world of immortality and cultivation. With the current situation, they can't alarm the Quartet.Therefore, Yu Sui received the order to leave quietly and not to show up at the door.

As for Qiao Xishui, he already knew that there was such a secret road. He came in along this road early in the morning, and his expression didn't change.

This road is a flat and long uphill road.Qiao Xishui supported him and walked out of breath.

He lived for more than twenty years, and he was originally an otaku.This body is not a martial arts body with rough skin and thick flesh. When he walks uphill, he lacks strength.He took two steps and panted for three steps. It was the cool season in late autumn, but he was sweating profusely.

Qiao Xishui felt that he was about to die, and shouted, "Wait a minute! I can't...I can't!"

Yu Sui, who was born in martial arts, turned his head, glanced indifferently at Qiao Xishui who was standing there panting heavily, and said faintly, "You are really weak with your small body."

"...I'm a medicine repairer, brother."

Yu Sui thought about it, indeed.Yaoxiu is a person who can stare at books and books in the room for a whole day once he wears the glass mirror, and he can't run a few steps all year round.Letting Qiao Xishui fly back with Yu Qinggong might kill half of his old life.

Yu Sui and Qu Qixiang are not the same kind of people, so he still makes sense.

He thought for a while, and said: "You hold on for a while. Find a flat ground in front of me. I will draw a formation and send it to you directly in Xijun's house."

Qiao Xishui, who was lying on the ground tired, raised his head when he heard the words, his eyes glowed: "Really!!"

Yu Sui: "...really."

"Good man!" Qiao Xishui had tears in his eyes, "You are such a good man! I will definitely find a way to keep you alive!!"

"...No, then there is no need."

Do you think everyone is as lacking in love as your Mr. Henxi?He thought secretly in his heart, maybe Feng Xiaojun's perverted thing that doesn't care about love can slap you away with a slap.

But Qiao Xishui is really easy to buy.Yu Sui thought again.

He never seemed to hold a grudge.If you give him a slap, he may forget it soon, but if you give him a candy, he may remember it for a long, long time.

This kind of character is not good.In Yu Sui's memory, people with this personality all died in the end.

They were all killed directly or indirectly by Qu Qixiang.

Yu Sui wanted to get here, clicked his tongue, stopped thinking deeply, turned his head and urged: "Don't rest, let's go. This side will collapse in a while, and I can't even cry."

Qiao Xishui quickly helped An Xichen up, and chased after him after a few calls.

After walking a few steps forward and finding a flat ground, Yu Sui

Tell him to stop and wait on the sidelines.

Qiao Xishui asked: "Do you want to draw a formation?"

Yu Sui rolled his eyes and said, "Otherwise, what else are you going to do?"

Qiao Xishui let out an "oh", and squatted down obediently.Yu Sui picked up several branches at random and drew a circle.

Qiao Xishui didn't understand why he picked up so many branches at first, until he saw Yu Sui strangled several branches in succession.

In just one stick of incense, he had scrapped eight branches.

the reason is simple.Yu Sui used too much force in the painting array, the branches could not survive a minute in his hands, and they scrambled to die in his hands one after another.

When No. 12 branches died in the line of duty in his hands, he finally drew the magic circle.

The moment it was completed, the magic circle on the ground emitted a gloomy, dark light, and black air floated out flickeringly, making people feel for no reason that countless ghost hands would stretch out from there in the next second to claim their lives.

Qiao Xishui couldn't help but flinch.

Yu Sui saw Qiao Xishui's hesitation, he paused, and said, "Go in, it's fine. That's how magic cultivation works, there's no way around it."

Qiao Xishui was a little scared, and asked half-believingly, "Is it really all right?"

"Really." Yu Sui said, "If something happens, I'll chop off my head for you."

Qiao Xishui looked at him, blinked, stepped forward in doubt, and tentatively stepped in with one foot.

Before he had all stepped in, Yu Sui picked up An Xichen.He didn't know how to write the words Lianxiang Xiyu at all, so he threw them on Qiao Xishui without even looking at them.

Qiao Xishui was thrown straight on the ground, and I gave a fuck and was crushed in the magic circle with a slap.

Yu Sui gave the order without emotion: "God travels a thousand miles, get up."

As his words fell, countless dark lights rose from the magic circle, shot up to the sky one after another, and then fell from the sky.

As soon as Qiao Xishui raised his head, he saw countless dark lights coming towards him.

Qiao Xishui gasped, subconsciously grabbed An Xichen by the collar, and pulled him into her arms to protect him.

Those dark lights involuntarily enveloped the two of them layer by layer, turned into a black shadow, and got into the ground.

The magic circle also disappeared, and everything returned to silence instantly.

Yu Sui clapped his hands and wiped off the ashes from his hands.He brushed the dirt off his clothes again, and was about to turn around to leave, when suddenly there was a rattling sound in his ears.

He turned his head and noticed that something had fallen from the place where Qiao Xishui had just been.

It was a book, wrinkled at the corners and looking old.

He walked over to pick it up, frowned, and read the title.

"Nirvana?"

Looking down at the author again, he gasped, the book slipped from his hand, and fell to the ground with a thud.

...Mu Qianqiu.

Yu Sui couldn't help but fucked sincerely.

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Qiao Xishui now has a backache and leg cramps.

I don't know what kind of magic circle it is. After it was teleported, Qiao Xishui only felt pain all over his body.

Fortunately, An Xichen's whole body was on top of him.This person usually looks soft and boneless in his gestures and movements, and he has been tortured to become emaciated. In fact, the weight is not light at all. If he is pressed on a person for a while, it is estimated that he will suffocate him to death.

Just like now.

It took Qiao Xishui a long time to get him off her body. After panting for a while, she adjusted her breathing and sat up rubbing her painful chest.

He looked around.He had been to this place once last time, but he only went to one room.The place where Yu Sui's friendship was sent to him this time is obviously not the same room as last time.

The door behind was open, Qiao Xishui stood up, poked his head out and looked around.Outside is a long and narrow corridor, and this is the room on the far right of the corridor. Looking to the left, it is impossible to see the end at a glance.

An Xichen's house looked very big, but the surroundings were dead silent, not even a single movement could be heard.Only the autumn wind blows the narrow and long corridor, making a chilling whistling sound, which sounds like

The female ghost cried and howled, which was strange.

This room looks like a bedroom, with a bed, and a screen. Behind the screen is a table with incense burnt on it. The scent fills the room. It is an unprovoked and reassuring scent.

Soothing incense.

Qiao Xishui wiped his nose, and the knowledge in his head that belonged to the original owner told him so.

Qiao Xishui closed the door and looked down at An Xichen.

He still didn't look like he was going to get up.

Qiao Xishui sighed resignedly, bent down, passed his hands under his armpits, and dragged him onto the bed.When he turned around, he realized that he had dragged blood all the way, from the door to the bedside, there was hideous blood.

Qiao Xishui: "..."

I don't know if An Xichen has a cleanliness habit, and if he will be beaten like this.

I can't afford to be beaten or not.He scratched his face, thinking to himself, heal the injury first, and then fetch water to wipe it off.

While thinking, he took off his coat, threw it on the ground casually, spread out his headband, this time tied it together with the long hair on his shoulders, and rolled up his sleeves again, looking like he was about to do heavy work.

Qiao Xishui stuffed An Xichen's hand hanging by the bed onto the bed, put one leg on the edge of the bed, pressed on his body, and unbuttoned his upper body clothes.

An Xichen's body was covered with major wounds and minor wounds, and the blood was flowing, showing no intention of stopping.

Qiao Xishui lowered his eyes, and stroked his messy hair upwards.

Sure enough, as the original text said, Fang Ximing's sword and sword were all heading towards his life.The wound on the neck was fatal, and the blood was also winding down, and at this moment, the pillow had been stained red.

Qiao Xishui's face was serious, and her heart ached.

With so many injuries, not to mention that he suffered it himself, others would feel worried when they saw it.

But he himself didn't care about it, and went crazy on his own.

Is it because you know you won't die?

Even if it won't die, won't it hurt?

Qiao Xishui sighed, clasped his hands, then let go, and began to heal him.

At the same moment, the puppet hiding underground moved, and its empty eyes suddenly lit up red.