Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

This was the first time An Xichen was turned blue with anger when he saw Xiang Qu Qi.

This lunatic who has always been condescending and controlling others, finally mistook a wolf for a dog, and was bitten by it, dripping with blood.

Qu Qixiang has always been able to easily capture other people's weak points and destroy other people's cities. Today, he was turned against the general by using his own chess piece, Fang Ximing.

His face was slightly blue from anger.

Qingfengmen is originally a hardworking sect that rose from the crowing of chickens.Fang Ximing was even more exaggerated, he got up earlier than chickens.If he had followed his schedule, he would have discovered that Xiangxiang Quqi was not in the mountain gate long ago, and would have gone to the foot of the mountain to see the situation.

If you notice that dress again, you are probably already in the mountains by now.When Fang Ximing came up the mountain to see this scene, it would be the end of the game.

——So go down the mountain, stop Fang Ximing, and then turn back together.

Qiao Xishui chanted over and over again like crazy in her heart to let Qu Qixiang go.Even though he knew that he would inevitably be hacked, there was still a little hope deep in his heart.He hoped that Qu Qixiang didn't have time to take care of his Yuan Dan, and just let go.

Qu Qixiang's expression was very bad. He stood there for a long time without moving, frowning tightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

The air was dead quiet.

It was Qu Qixiang who broke the silence.

His tightly locked brows suddenly loosened, then he shrugged and said, "Forget it."

Qiao Xishui was stunned for a moment because of these two words—whatever?

As soon as this question popped up in my heart, it was crushed to pieces in the next second.

Qu Qixiang suddenly waved his hand, and the knife in his hand flew towards Qiao Xishui.

The black air on the blade overflowed for a moment, and then converged into a point on the tip of the blade, and the flesh was broken with a puff, and the blood spattered.

Qiao Xishui felt a pain in her chest and sweetness in her throat.But he glanced at An Xichen on the edge of the enchantment, and finally chose to clenched his teeth, trying to swallow the blood back.

Unexpectedly, the devilish energy on the knife is not just a decoration, it pours into the limbs and bones from the wound, not to mention absorbing the mana from his whole body, it is more like a soft and slender blade scraping his blood under the skin .

Qiao Xishui finally couldn't swallow the mouthful of blood, and spat it out in one gulp.

"Joe Xishui!!"

Qiao Xishui didn't have the energy to answer at all.Not only mana, but also strength and spiritual consciousness were taken away by the knife that was being inserted into his chest.

My whole body hurts.

Qu Qixiang was watching not far away, and he smiled again.

He smiled and saw that Qiao Xishui had no strength, was in a trance, staggered a step forward, and knelt down on the ground with a bang.

Qu Qixiang took a step forward, grabbed Qiao Xishui by the hair when he was about to fall to the ground, and forced him to kneel and sit up.

"Tell me." Qu Qixiang said warmly, "How to break the tomb formation?"

As soon as he spoke, before Qiao Xishui had time to resist, he felt the devilish energy in his body surge up to his head, and a tearing pain hit him.

He couldn't control himself, as if this body had changed hands, his voice was abrupt and unfamiliar.

He heard himself saying: "When the devil meets the devil in Lidong... draw the formation of summoning ghosts with blood... summon ghosts into the mountain, the formation is formed by locking one soul and one soul... when the devil encounters the devil, call a hundred ghosts into the mountain, ghosts Strong evil spirit...can make the soul lock turbulent..."

"...That's it, break the formation."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help coughing a few times, coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Oh." Qu Qixiang lowered his body and said with a smile, "That's it, thank you, young master."

But he didn't intend to let Qiao Xishui go at all.

This pain is the pain that dissipates all limbs and bones, and An Xichen knows it better than anyone else.

But it's not over yet.He also wants to...

——Dig Yuan Dan raw.

"...Stop!" An Xichen, who knew what he was going to do to Qiao Xishui, almost collapsed. He didn't even care about his throat that could no longer scream, and yelled at Qu Qixiang crazily, "Stop Next!! What's the use of medicine repair!?"

"Of course I know it's useless."

Qu Qixiang didn't turn his head back, and stretched out his hand

Hold that knife.

The devilish energy in Qiao Xishui's body immediately turned back, his whole body convulsed, and another mouthful of blood spewed out.

"Whether it's useful or not has nothing to do with whether I want it or not." Qu Qi said with a smile, "Just throw away useless things in your hands."

Qiao Xishui could hardly hear what he was saying, he was in such pain that he was about to lose consciousness.At this last moment, Qiao Xi subconsciously looked at An Xichen, looking at what his heart wanted.

When people's consciousness is about to leave, their emotions are written in their eyes.

Qiao Xishui's eyes were full of pain, worry and uneasiness, and there was even some unwillingness to avoid it despite knowing it.

His eyes were like a rain of arrows, and he smashed the crumbling city in An Xichen's heart into chaos, and the last line of defense he had built high was finally smashed to pieces by Qiao Xishui.

An Xichen's hand against the barrier suddenly tightened, he trembled, and struggled to squeeze out two words that were hoarse and almost inaudible: "Shen Calamity!!!"

Qu Qixiang bent the knife as if he didn't hear it, and blood dripped all over the ground.

Shen Yanjian buzzed and vibrated in the distance, but suffering from the exhaustion of its master's magic power, it vibrated twice and then returned to calm.

Shen Yan failed to summon, but forced himself to fend off the sword because his mana was exhausted, which caused an attack of blood, and An Xichen spat out a mouthful of blood.

Almost at the same moment, he heard Qiao Xishui's scream.

With a buzzing sound in An Xichen's mind, he raised his head, and the scene in front of him suddenly overlapped with himself a year ago.

He and Qiao Xishui.

Lin Hongyi and Qu Qi met.

And what hasn't changed whether it was a year ago or now, his powerlessness.

All because of him.

Qiao Xishui grabbed the stone wall behind her with trembling hands, choked up and whimpered with her mouth open, her chest was bloody, and every inch of her flesh was convulsing.

An Xichen seemed to have a blood hole opened in his heart.There seemed to be a mouthful of blood in his throat, which made it difficult for him to breathe, his chest was tight, and his heart felt as if it had been wrung into pieces, and the pain was severe.

It was because of him that Qiao Xishui had to suffer this kind of crime.

"...It's all because of me..." He choked with sobs, and finally all his arrogance was emptied, and he said hoarsely, "Let him go...I beg you..."

He finally begged for mercy, but it was not himself.

"... Let him go..."

Qu Qixiang turned his head with a smile, wiped the blood that splashed on his cheek, and said, "Of course not."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and dug out the flesh with one knife after another until he dug out the glowing Yuandan in Qiao Xishui's body.

An Xichen could see the tears rolling down Qiao Xishui's face, mixed with blood, dripping and dripping, and they hit his heart like a thousand catties, making his flesh bloody.

An Xichen's hands covering the barrier trembled and clenched into fists.Yes, he still can't do anything after all, his anger is of no use, it's just a joke.

All he could do was stand by and watch.

Only stand by! !

An Xichen could only drag his crippled body and watch Qiao Xishui suffer like him, and could only watch Qu Qixiang dig his bones and flesh, take his Yuandan and treat it as a broken piece Crushed underfoot like a stone!

Qu Qixiang did exactly that.He took out the Yuan Dan and looked at it in his hand, then threw it on the ground like a stone.Pulling the knife out of Qiao Xishui's chest cavity, there was another pop.

Qiao Xishui trembled all over, but this time he didn't scream. He seemed to be dead, and slowly fell to the ground. The wound on his chest was bleeding continuously, and soon it became a pool of blood.

Yuan Dan rolled around a few times, separated from his master and lost his magic power, so the light flashed on the ground a few times, and then completely dimmed.

It is really like a broken stone, quietly losing its luster.

Qu Qixiang flicked the blood on the knife, squeezed the three thousand skills, put it away, stretched out his hand to undo the barrier, took off his blood-soaked robe, threw it away, and walked out .

As soon as the barrier was broken, An Xichen fell to the ground due to inertia.Qu Qi looks at each other

Without looking at him, he walked over humming a little tune.Before leaving, he waved his hand again, and the two dark thunders wrapped around An Xichen's legs dissipated on the spot into strands of black air, which penetrated into his back.

Qu Qixiang finished all this without looking back, and went down the mountain with his hands behind his back.

Such a long pain, but it didn't last long at all.The rising sun happened to be rising, and it shone on the cold-blooded lunatic, washing his blood stains into golden light, as if some merciful god and Buddha were about to fly away on a crane.

At first glance, it is extremely ironic.

An Xichen fell to the ground, he hardly dared to look up.

He couldn't hear anything.Only the howling of the wind outside, and his own hoarse choking.

He raised his head with sobs, and Qiao Xishui fell into a pool of blood, quietly and without a sound, as if he had been dead for a long time.

dead.

This word instantly lifted An Xichen's heart.

Can't die.

He took a breath, swallowed a few choked sobs, and murmured hoarsely: "No..."

While muttering to himself, he stretched out his hand with difficulty, crawling towards the person in the pool of blood.

"You can't die..." He rubbed his way bit by bit in embarrassment, the poor hope in his eyes kept trembling, "You can't die..."

"... Qiao Xishui..."

He crawled inch by inch, and finally reached Qiao Xishui's side.An Xichen leaned against the wall, sat up slowly, and gently pulled Qiao Xishui.

During the process, Qiao Xishui didn't make any movement. An Xichen was terrified, and reached out to check his breath. Fortunately, although it was faint, it was still there.

He is still alive.

An Xichen breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped his face with his hand, but unexpectedly wiped the blood and tears all over his face.

He froze for a moment, and then realized that his face was wet, and tears flowed all over his face at some point.

But he has no time to care about these.An Xichen lowered his head and tore away Qiao Xishui's bloody and fleshy clothes, and tore off another sleeve, pressing down on the bloody hole in his chest.

His tears dripped down.Some dripped onto Qiao Xishui's face, then meandered down and trickled into his hair.

An Xichen tried his best to hold his hand pressing the wound, but he still trembled uncontrollably, and the light of the blood contract on his hand was dim.

Qu Qixiang really chose a good place.Spells are useless, and even the last hole card he wants to use to protect people is useless.

He can't help it.

He can't protect anyone.

An Xichen took a breath, feeling a little sore in front of his eyes.There was water in the eye sockets, he tried his best to keep it straight, but he still couldn't control the dripping.

He cursed silently, tore off another piece of cloth from his sleeve, and bit it into his bloody mouth.

He kept as silent as possible.

Qiao Xishui couldn't wake up, he couldn't wake him up.

An Xichen was injured a lot, but he was a real idiot when dealing with the wounds.He never cared about the extra injuries on his body. When he was injured when he was a child, he ran to find his aunt, but his aunt was busy receiving guests, and the madam forbade him to see her.

It's fine if he is not allowed to see, and the old bustard is a master who doesn't say anything about people and feels uncomfortable. In his heart, he dislikes children's meddling, so he pointed at his nose and said fiercely: "Man, what's wrong with getting hurt! Man! You are born with rough skin and thick flesh. My mother has never seen you so rough! Isn’t it just missing a piece of meat and breaking a piece of skin, and at most a piece of bone is missing! Just let it go, there are so many things! Anyway! I'll be fine in two days!"

Anyway, I'll be fine in two days.

Children don't understand anything and are easily influenced.It was also very difficult for him to see his mother, and that age was the age when others would remember what they said, so he remembered it.

It doesn't matter if you get hurt, just let it go, anyway, I'll be fine in two days.

But he suffered the worst injury, and he thought it would be fine to leave it as usual.

This time it was no better.

Maybe God saw him pitiful, so he gave him a good medicine.He regarded this piece of good medicine as a treasure, holding it in his heart and hiding it, but one day it was discovered, so someone wanted to take his good medicine and his treasure, and once again dug up his flesh and blood, once again want to poach him

heart of.

The old bustard also scolded him not to cry, even in pain.

At that time, with tears in his puffed bun face, he gritted his teeth and held back.

But this time he couldn't do it.

His love must be buried deep in the soil, and everything he does for the rest of his life is bones, and no one can walk by his side.

Now that the matter has come to this point, if he shed a tear or two, it will not be a heinous crime, right?

Yes, he wanted Qiao Xishui to leave him.He wants Qiao Xishui to go, no matter where it is.The world is vast, and any place is safer than An Xichen's side.

Qiao Xishui has lost Yuan Dan, and the place where the magic cultivator is no longer a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair to Qiao Xishui, but a complete underworld, the [-]th floor of hell.There are countless Shuras eyeing his life everywhere, they don't think what An Xichen thinks, An Xichen won't die because he is their important puppet.

Why do puppets need emotions, why do puppets need to be accompanied.

Because of this, Qu Qixiang must have wanted Qiao Xishui to die.

Rather than letting Qu Qixiang dig Qiao Xishui away from his heart, it would be better...

...It would be better for him to cut it off himself.

The blood on Qiao Xishui's chest finally stopped, and An Xichen let go.

After letting go, his hands suddenly trembled like chaff.Only then did he realize that he didn't have much strength left at all, and it was all the strength forced out of his nerves just now.

His horribly torn sleeves were suddenly tugged.

"cold……"

An Xichen was shocked when he heard the sound, and looked down, lying in his arms, Qiao Xishui was rubbing against his chest, frowning, teeth chattering, and raving in a dream.

"Brother..."

An Xichen lowered his eyes, so he had no choice but to move, took off the horrible robe, wrapped Qiao Xishui carefully, and hugged him tighter.

Finally.

He thought to himself, just let it be willful.

He has been too sensible all his life to dare to be self-willed with anyone once.

"Joe Xishui."

He spoke slowly and hoarsely, and said.

"I dare not say something when you are awake, and you don't dare to say it when you are asleep... Anyway, I will never see you again, so I will say everything today."

His voice echoed in the small tomb, trembling because of choking, but deep and affectionate.

"... Qiao Xishui."

He said, "I really... like you."

"Did you... I mean, even for a moment..."

"...No, even for a moment, you still think that I...are actually pretty good?"

"Did you ever... want to live with me for a moment?"

"..."

"... Qiao Xishui."

"Forget it... I'm just kidding."

"In the future, don't live with someone like me."

Obviously no one heard him, but he still found the steps for himself.This has almost become an instinct, if he doesn't ask for anything, he won't be rejected.

After all, he had never owned it, and never dared to have it.

An Xichen choked up a sob as he spoke, and lowered his head deeply. After a long time, he said in a trembling voice, "People like me... are too much trouble."

·

After Qu Qixiang went down the mountain, he saw that the barrier hadn't been broken, and Qiao Xishui's clothes were hanging on the branch of a tree beside the barrier.

Seeing this scene, Qu Qixiang couldn't help being in a good mood.

Is it useful to play chess well?

fart useless!

Everything in this world depends on luck!

And he, Qiao Xishui, was obviously unlucky, so Fang Ximing wasn't suspicious at all, and his clothes were blown onto the tree by the wind!

Qu Qixiang was in a great mood, he stretched out his hand to pull the clothes off the tree, hummed the folk songs that people in the village at the foot of the mountain often sang, and walked away in three steps.

After a long time, Chi Xikong poked his head out from the nearby bushes, watched him walk away, raised his head and shouted: "Brother,

The uncle is gone! "

Fang Ximing fell from the branch, his face so dark that he could drip ink, and said, "Let's go."

Chi Xikong responded and followed Fang Ximing.

This is the second time they have walked up the mountain this hour.

The first time was not so long ago.Before the two of them reached the top of the mountain, they suddenly bumped into Shen Yan stuck in the ground on the way.

Both of them knew this sword.Although Chi Xikong spat at An Xichen every day and called him a lunatic, but after all An Xichen could strangle her to death with one hand, as a human being, he should be coaxed.

So when she saw the sword, she was frightened out of her wits on the spot, and if she could hold it back, it would be considered a cultivation.

She was anxious and frightened at the time, forced herself to calm down, turned her head to look at Fang Ximing and planned to tell him to retreat, but before she turned her head and said the word "senior brother", Fang Ximing stepped forward and squatted After standing down, he carefully looked at the Shen Yang sword.

Chi Xikong's scalp exploded, and the hairs all over his body stood upside down, and he said in shock: "Senior brother!?!"

"Here." Fang Ximing glanced at her and said, "Why are you panicking? Don't see a sword as if you saw a person. Don't you think something is wrong with the sword stuck here?"

Chi Xikong let out an "ah" when he mentioned it, calmed down somewhat, and found something was wrong.

An Xichen seldom draws his sword out of its sheath, and once he draws it out, he must have met an opponent whose strength is equal to his own or worthy of drawing the sword.

Fang Ximing was one of them.

"Since the sword is here, it proves that An Xichen must have bumped into Master Qu. The sword was inserted here and he didn't take it back. There is only one possibility, he has no strength to take it back.

That being the case, there must have been a big fight nearby, but there was no trace of the fight at all. "

"And the sword body is still shaking." Chi Xikong looked around and squatted down after confirming that there were really no traces of fighting, and said, "Spiritual swords like this usually change with the owner's mood .”

Fang Ximing nodded, and said: "In other words, An Xichen is not having a good time now. If he was beaten by the uncle, why didn't the uncle take him back, the number one traitor of the Qingfeng sect, and ask him to kill him?"

Chi Xikong: "...What you said makes sense, what do you think, brother?"

"..." Fang Ximing touched his nose when he heard the words, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I have a very outrageous opinion."

Chi Xikong blinked and said, "It's okay, I believe whatever my senior brother says."

"..." Fang Ximing rolled his eyes on her body for a while, and there was a gentle streamer in his eyes for a moment, and then it was fleeting, and he replied blankly, "Okay."

Chi Xikong said that, but she never expected that Fang Ximing's rebellious views were really rebellious.

It's not just a big treason, if other people in the Qingfengmen listen to it, it will definitely arouse public anger and knock him down as the head of the sect.

Fang Ximing said: "I suspect that Uncle Qu may be with An Xichen."

Chi Xikong: "..."

what.

Seeing her dull expression, Fang Ximing thought she didn't hear clearly, and repeated it in a good temper: "I said, Uncle Qu may be in the same group as An Xichen."

Chi Xikong felt that Fang Ximing might have misunderstood something.It wasn't that she didn't hear clearly, but she was shocked.

Chi Xikong also knew that there was something wrong with the sword being inserted here, but he didn't have such a treacherous guess.

Qu Qixiang devoted himself to the Qingfengmen, and did not covet the position of the leader. He has a cold heart in his sleeves, so how could he get involved with Moxiu?

Why would Fang Ximing think so? ?

"It's just a guess." Fang Ximing explained to himself.Then he stood up and glanced at the mountain, turned his head and went down the mountain, and continued, "Go, try it."

Chi Xikong: "...? Try what?"

"Of course it's to see if there's a mad dog hiding in Qingfengmen." Fang Xi shook his head and didn't look back. Finally, he also felt ironic, so he sneered again and said sarcastically, "We are really a good sect."

Chi Xikong laughed helplessly, and followed Fang Ximing down the mountain.Walking to the foot of the mountain, I saw him take his clothes

Take it out of the sleeve, hang it on the tree, and then reach out to mend the barrier that was broken by his sword just now, and asked without looking back.

"The sword is there, but the person is not there, and there is no trace of the battle. It is known that An Xichen is in the mountain now, and the uncle also beat him seriously, but for some reason, he set up an enchantment to hide it from us. Let me ask you , if it were you, why do you think it would be?"

Chi Xikong: "..."

Here it is again, why ask her again.He made things difficult for her every time, but I never saw him make things difficult for Lin Wuhua!

Discrimination, this is discrimination!

After Chi Xikong wailed in his heart for a while, he hid for a while, and said, "Maybe it's because the uncle found out that An Xichen had something hidden, so he went to investigate without telling us...?"

"There is such a possibility." Fang Ximing said, "That's why I have to try it now. If An Xichen has something to hide, then his expression when he comes out will tell everything."

"But I think this possibility is unlikely. If I couldn't listen to people's words and was only thinking about killing people, then it's understandable for him to do so. But now I can talk about An Xichen calmly , Uncle Qu is a teacher, so he should understand it in his heart. I am also the head of the sect, so you shouldn't hide this matter from me."

"Uncle Qu has always been a good teacher, he can't be so confused." Fang Ximing said leisurely, "We will talk about everything after he goes down the mountain."

As a result, when Qu Qixiang went down the mountain, his face was red and he jumped three times, his body was covered in blood.

This is the end.He went up the mountain in a strange way, and there were dark thunder surges in the sky. It must be a certainty that he met An Xichen.But when he came down the mountain, his expression was so relaxed, even if the eight gods came down, they would not be able to find a reasonable explanation for him.

After that, the two went up the mountain together for the second time, only to see a pool of blood in front of the tomb, and the demonic energy was the strongest.

Fang Ximing's face suddenly pulled down.

When Chi Xikong was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he couldn't speak, he heard Fang Ximing gnashing his teeth.

Then, Fang Ximing laughed back angrily, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

"We're really a good sect."

After that, he turned his head and went down the mountain.

Qiao Xishui didn't know how long she had been unconscious.

He didn't dream of anything, he was sinking and floating in the darkness while half dreaming and half awake.He struggled to wake up, but couldn't.

In the darkness, he heard An Xichen talking to him.

It's just intermittent words.An Xichen's life has always been bad, and Qiao Xishui listened to everything he said that he didn't want to be heard.