Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

"This is really..."

Lin Hongyi's voice trembled from his madness.He leisurely walked forward a few steps, bowed his waist in front of the eyes, and continued: "This is really the most satisfying scene I have ever seen since I accepted you as a disciple."

Qiao Xishui knelt beside An Xichen, and slowly raised her head upon hearing this.

Lin Hongyi bowed his waist, looked down at him, and continued slowly: "I didn't dare to talk to you too much before, but now that things have reached this point, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Lin Hongyi suddenly stood up, turned to one side, and said, "Look."

Qiao Xishui looked in the direction Lin Hongyi was pointing at, and with just one glance, his whole body was as cold as falling into an ice cave.

He hadn't misread it before, there was indeed a sword embedded in the wall.It's just that the sword is still in the process of being forged, and now it is dripping with blood.And under the sword, there is also a magic circle made of blood painting, which has turned black at the moment.

On the magic circle, there is a woman dressed in inches.Her body was bloody and her bones were visible.The skin is shriveled, the cheekbones are protruding and the eye sockets are deep, as if the flesh and soul have been sucked dry.

Qiao Xishui could tell what formation it was at a glance.This is the array of casting tools, this array is painted with blood, and it is an array used by demon cultivators.Its shape is forged with human bones and blood, and its spirit is forged with human soul. After it is forged, it only listens to one person's orders, and its power is extraordinary and invincible.

But there are also inhumanities in this formation.In the process of sword refining, the person who is used as material must keep awake at all times, watching himself gradually become a sword.Most people end up broken and either crazy or stupid.

Qiao Xishui looked at this person steadily, and shuddered all over his body.

Lin Hongyi is using this person to forge a sword!

Qiao Xishui endured the discomfort and went to look at the man's face.No matter how much torture a person suffers, the facial features will not be deformed.

She lowered her head, and it took some effort to see clearly.Qiao Xishui stared at it for a moment, and when he saw it clearly, he suddenly reached out and wanted to cover An Xichen's eyes.

Stop the rain.

That's An Tingyu!

But he was still powerless, and felt empty again, and fell to the ground.

"……mother……"

An Xichen tried his best to raise his head, and forced out a cry from his throat.He stretched out the hand that was slowly engraved with the soul curse, and stretched forward as if carrying a heavy weight.

He fell on the ground in embarrassment, trying to touch her in vain.

Lin Hongyi naturally wouldn't give him this hope. With a move of his fingers, the dark thunder on An Xichen's back suddenly rolled and magnified several times in an instant, binding his hands and feet in the formation, making him unable to move.

He only had time to let out a muffled cry of pain.

"Why are you excited?" Lin Hongyi looked down at him with a cold face, and said quietly, "I haven't asked you to thank me yet."

"It's considered your filial piety, and you can still recognize this woman."

"Don't you think it's nice? Wouldn't it be better to be like this than to have a deceitful face smeared with rouge and gouache?"

"I see how she still hooks up with men, cheats her money to cheat her sincerity, and cheats her so much!"

When he said this, the indifference in his eyes was shattered, and boiling hatred overflowed from inside.

"I hate prostitutes the most." He said, "The world is as black as crows. Your mother and you are not good things!"

"I should have killed her and thrown her down the mountain, but I didn't expect a bitch like her to be a three-star."

...three lines.

Qiao Xishui quickly understood.In this book about cultivating immortals, most people can only occupy one of the five elements.It is quite rare to see Yu Sui's combination of wood and soil, and it is even rarer to see a person with three elements.

That's why I use her to practice...

Lin Hongyi went on to say: "When he comes, naturally we must prepare a high-quality sword for him. A high-quality sword cannot be made of iron, but must be made of soul, bone and blood! Although this is a romantic woman, her bones are It is a good spirit bone!"

"How can it be wasted!"

Qiao Xishui's scalp tingled when he heard it.

Who is he?

He is a head? !

The head of the dignified generation has taken his disciples to use since childhood, and used his mother's soul, bone and blood to forge swords! ?

His mind went blank, and he couldn't speak a word.

Lin Hongyi then turned around and gave him a condescending look. Suddenly, his tone changed sharply, and his voice actually softened. He asked gently with a kindly teacher's demeanor: "Does it hurt?"

An Xichen couldn't even raise his head, and couldn't answer him at all.

Lin Hongyi didn't take offense, and said leisurely: "Pain is inevitable. Do you know why I hate prostitutes the most, and took you away back then?"

"It's because of your birthday."

"I want someone to be reborn. To do this, we must first choose a person as a container for his soul to return to. This container must first be the same as his birthday. The fate must be similar, and the higher the talent, the better. Good. It’s easy to say, but it’s hard to find people who are born on the same day and have the talent to cultivate immortals.”

"Besides, with your rotten bones, I really don't want him to get in. It's really dirty his soul."

"I still have to thank you. It is worthy of eating my food for so many years. It is really a good dog and found a more suitable container for me."

——Brought back by An Xichen, who was born on the same day and is extremely talented.

Qiao Xishui understood in an instant - Fang Ximing! ?

Fang Ximing is also a container! ?

"However, you have almost finished reciting the soul-scattering spell. The soul-locking spell is difficult to get, and it took me a long time. It would take too much time to let him start from the beginning, so I thought of an evil way."

"I'll transfer the Soul Scattering Curse on your soul to your Yuan Dan." He said leisurely, "I'll trouble you to disperse the soul first, and then find a way to call Fang after I take out your Yuan Dan." Ximing took it and absorbed it, and you're done."

"Just stay here and feel the pain first. When you're out of your wits, you won't be able to hurt even if you want to."

"That's it." Lin Hongyi waved at him, took a step, stepped over him, and said, "There's still something to do inside the door, I'll come and see you in a few days."

And so he went.

Leaving An Xichen crouching on the ground, panting, suffering from the pain of losing his soul.

Qiao Xishui knelt on the ground, he knew that he should follow Lin Hongyi, but his feet were like heavy lead, and he couldn't walk away.

He couldn't leave An Xichen like this.

An Xichen was still struggling.He knew that although his senior brother looked a little too gentle, eager to please others, making him look cowardly and dazed, but he still had a strong bone.

Who would easily let go of a chance?An Xichen definitely did not become that hopeless and dead look overnight.

He struggled, roared and cried.

"...Brother."

Qiao Xishui called him, but nothing happened.

He didn't know what to say.

He's not here, only An Xichen is here.

Facing his dead mother who was still alive at this time, facing the rolling dark thunder on his back that weighed as much as a thousand catties, and facing the pain caused by the scattered soul.

He is alone.

Qiao Xishui can't change anything.What he can change is actually very clear to him.

"Brother..." Qiao Xishui took a deep breath and said, "I...I will definitely go find you."

"……sorry."

After Qiao Xishui finished speaking, she closed her eyes and finally made up her mind. She turned around and walked out.

After he walked a few steps, he heard a hoarse cry from the man behind him finally, like a crane crying.

Qiao Xishui's eyes were sore, and finally two lines of tears meandered down.He didn't dare to look back, so he quickened his pace and walked forward.

There's no turning back, he shouldn't be stuck in the past.

It's all over, and he will only increase his sorrow from the beginning to the end.

He should run outside.

He should go outside to find that dirty Mr. Henxi.

Go meet him and save him.

Tell him I know everything, tell him you let go, tell him not to hold on anymore.

tell him……

... Tell him that I am still here and that I am coming.

Behind him, the crane screamed and mourned, and fell from the nine heavens into the boundless abyss.