Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

Just as Qiao Xishui was watching, there was a storm in his heart, and he wished that the original owner Qiao Xishui strangled Lin Hongyi to death on the spot for Tian Xingdao.

The system didn't give him this chance, and the screen immediately changed again. This time, the original owner stood in front of the mountain gate, with several thousand steps in front of him.At a glance, there is no end in sight.

On both sides of the long steps are green plants that have faded to yellow, and the autumn wind is rustling and the shadows of the trees are whirling.It seems that time has passed, some days have passed, and the system has filtered out those useless days that are not important.

Lin Hongyi stood in front of the original owner.As the master of Qingfeng sect, the dignified head of the sect, there are very few times when he needs to go down the mountain with a sword in person.

And now, obviously, is this "rare" time.

Lin Hong hung a sword by his side, with snow-white tassels hanging from it.His white clothes were blowing fiercely in the wind. He faced the long steps going down the mountain for a long time, and sighed softly.

The mountain was high and the wind was strong, the sound didn't stay for a moment, and soon dissipated into a wisp of wind.

Facing the long steps with his back to the original owner, Lin Hongyi turned sideways, gave the original owner a cold look, and said, "I'll come as soon as I go."

"Master, do you really want to go by yourself?" The original owner frowned and said worriedly, "This matter is so important, and you have lied to him for so many years, he is bound to go berserk. It is really hard for Master alone, so let me go with you..."

"You're a medicine cultivator, so you won't be able to help much in terms of force." He said, "You're right, I lied to him about this for many years, and it was my fault. It's me. Whether he's crazy or yelling at me, I have to take care of everything. Because I'm his master."

"Just wait for me to come back."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and jumped, and Yu Qinggong left.

Dressed in white like a crane in the sky.

The original owner stood watching him walk away, something was on his lips.But the person had left, and he didn't have the habit of talking to himself, so he could only swallow the words in his stomach, and silently looked at the sky.

Qiao Xishui was also silent for a moment, and after thinking about it, she recalled it.

This is probably the time for An Xichen to retreat.Following An Xichen's Fang Ximing's cultivation, his cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds, but An Xichen stood still.So rumors spread around the door, An Xichen didn't know whether he was afraid of being affected or impetuous, so he went to retreat in Fuyao Mountain.

Qingfengmen sits on the top of Fuyao Mountain, but Qingfengmen is the No. 1 gate in the world, so it is not only such a small area.At the foot of Fuyao Mountain, there is a cavernous sky. There is a large area of ​​deep forest all over the field, and many clear springs and caves are hidden in it. It is very quiet and very suitable for retreat.

An Xichen went here.

Going to retreat naturally needs to be approved by the master, and there are disciples on duty at the entrance of the mountain cave to prevent the people inside from going crazy or anything wrong.

That's why someone knew that An Xichen came out after two days of retreat.

Qiao Xishui has always been puzzled, why he left suddenly after shutting himself up so well.Now the answer is very clear, An Xichen was definitely taken out by Lin Hongyi, his good master, during the retreat!

He took it out and disappeared for several days, and then killed him at the mountain gate!

If there is nothing tricky in it, ghosts will believe it!

Qiao Xi was so wet that she was about to pass out, but the dream wasn't over yet.

The screen changed again, and the original owner was standing in a sea of ​​corpses.

Screams, cries, footsteps, and lingering breaths of difficulty twisted together, weaving into a scene of hell in a sea of ​​blood.

The sky above the head is clear, but the ground is full of blood.In the middle of the sea of ​​corpses, An Xichen stood there, his white clothes stained scarlet with blood.

Qiao Xishui felt that the original owner was shaking with anger.His own breath was disordered, and his hands were shaking into sieves due to boundless anger and resentment.Qiao Xishui's sharp eyes saw Lin Hongyi's head thrown by An Xichen not far away.

Lin Hongyi's eyes were frightened, as if he saw something frightening before he died.

The original owner regarded Lin Hongyi as his own teacher, and had followed him wholeheartedly since before, trembling naturally, unable to think.He gritted his teeth and his eyes fixed on An Xichen in the middle of the sea of ​​blood.

But Qiao Xishui looked at An Xichen, but only felt pain in his heart.

An Xichen stood in the sea of ​​blood, ignoring the cries of his former classmates.thunder on him

Surrounded by shock, surrounded by darkness, the wanton and ostentatious tattoos around the corners of his eyes proved that he had fallen into the abyss.

He didn't listen at all, in the eyes of the original owner, he didn't care.It was An Xichen who was heartless, mad and hopeless.

But Qiao Xishui understood that he was numb.Everything about him was in despair, and he looked up at the last light in the sea of ​​blood.

His senior brother, his moonlight, and the blood beads he held tremblingly on his heart have fallen into a long abyss since then, and there is no freedom anymore.

He heard the trembling voice of the original owner's collapse, and shouted at An Xichen: "Madman!!"

"Deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors!! He is here to save you and help you!!! You are an indiscriminate bastard!! You deserve to be struck by lightning!!"

An Xichen remained silent, as if he couldn't hear, just stood there quietly.

"You don't deserve to be called a senior!!" He shouted hoarsely, heart-piercingly, "Madman!!"

As soon as the word "senior brother" was uttered, An Xichen suddenly turned his head, his pupils trembled in his eyes, which were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, but in an instant, he felt as if he had been stabbed, his expression twisted, and a thunderstorm came from Flying out of him.

The original owner's reaction was astonishing, and he dodged sideways.

The original owner was extremely angry, and the words of cursing came out of his mouth.Qiao Xishui didn't want to listen, he only had An Xichen in his eyes.

He saw An Xichen covered his ears, lowered his body, stooped like an ant, his voice was trembling, as if he was about to cry.

Although Qiao Xishui was far away from him, his voice could be heard clearly.

He heard An Xichen weeping and begging.

"stop……"

"Please...stop..."

The dark thunder was like a wandering spirit that could not go away, dyeing him into a bloody Shura.The thunder rolled down, and the people who fled in all directions were mixed with curses.

He is a monster.In the face of danger, no one paid attention to the whispers of monsters.

"Be careful! He's chanting again!"

"Stay away!!"

"Run!! Stay away from this lunatic!!"

His begging for mercy was mixed with the crying and screaming all over the sky, so insignificant.

The dark thunder wrapped around his hands and around his neck, trying to cover half of his face with darkness.

He was forced to raise his hand, and thunder and lightning flashed in his hand.

Those dark thunders seemed to be conscious, and a dark fog rose up, covering his whole body in the fog, making it difficult for people to see his face clearly, and they were far away, let alone hear him begging for mercy.

"save……"

As soon as he uttered a word for help, the dark thunder couldn't wait to seal his mouth, and then, the thunder in his hand was shocked.

The dream came to an abrupt end, and Qiao Xishui woke up suddenly.

He felt depressed and sad, and his heart was bloody like being hit by a stone.His chest was so tight that he had to curl up and take a few breaths.

It was the longest and most real nightmare he had ever had.His heart was still bumping against his chest, making his scalp numb and his back feel cold.

Qiao Xishui thought it was a long time, but it was still dark.Just now those scenes were still in his mind, he faced the wall, took several deep breaths, and finally suppressed the beating of his heart.

An Xichen, his senior brother.

——He was forced to massacre his fellow students.

Just one sentence from senior brother pulled him out of the deep sea of ​​despair.But no one heard his begging for mercy, no one tried to ask him what happened.

They just said he was crazy.

Qiao Xishui's heart seemed to be crushed by a huge rock.I was extremely sad, but I couldn't move, and my chest was so tight that I felt uncomfortable.

He suddenly wanted to see An Xichen.So he turned his head.

Although An Xichen always wrapped himself up in an airtight ball to sleep, he seemed to feel too stuffy in his sleep, and a crack was quietly exposed.He showed half of his face and one hand in the gap.

He was also restless when he was sleeping, his brows were tightly furrowed, and that hand was tightly grasping the corner of Qiao Xishui's sleeve.

He didn't dare to grasp too much, nor did he dare to let go.