Immortal husband is hard to chase and still kicks me

"Brother Sansanyue. Don't. Don't hit your heartstrings.. Don't..."

"Brother Sanyue...don't hit me..."

"Brother March~~"

"........."

No matter how Jun Xinxian begged, Fuyouzi didn't respond to him, and walked towards him slowly with a folding fan in his hand, the spiritual power in his hand was even stronger.

"Xinxian, if you made a mistake, you will be punished."

He did nothing wrong, absolutely right, the damned people are Wu An and the others, why should they be punished.

Perhaps it was because of the unbearable resentment in Jun Xinxian's heart. Seeing Fuyouzi's strength, he suddenly roared: "Why, why should I be punished? I killed the right one. The disciples of Wuling Mountain deserve to die, they deserve to die."

Fu Youzi paused on his heels, his heart paused, and he asked in surprise, "What did you say?"

"Hehe~~ What did I say? I said that the disciples of Wuling Mountain deserve to die. That's right, I killed them, all of them."

"Heartstrings!"

"Don't call me!"

Fu Youzi shouted sharply, but Jun Xinxian's voice turned him back fiercely, and he was so shocked that he didn't know what to do.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jun Xinxian said again: "Brother Sanyue, can't you see my feelings for you since I was a child?"

"What did you say?"

"What did I say? Are you pretending? My heart is for you, don't you feel it at all?"

"..."

"Answer me, brother March!"

Fu Youzi looked embarrassed, he didn't want to answer at all, and he was even more annoyed to see him being so aggressive, he waved his folding fan, and a thunderbolt flew into the air.Snapped!It hit the ground directly, creating a hollow in an instant, and the electric current shuttled very fast, and suddenly gradually dissipated.

The cool wind came and slowly blew the ends of their hair. At this moment, neither of them opened their mouths. They just watched quietly, as if they had lost their souls.

After a long time, Fuyouzi finally opened his mouth and said indifferently: "Xinxian, you can go."

"Brother March, what do you mean?"

"it means.."

The Zhenyun fan was torn in two in a blink of an eye, Fu Youzi dropped the fan in his hand, looked at him, expressionless, and said indifferently: "From now on, you and I will never see each other."

"What did you say? Brother March..."

"Xinxian, let's go."

pat!pat!

With dazzled eyes, Jun Xinxian cried out in pain, Ruosilently.

"San..Brother March.."

"I will spare your life this time, if there is a next time, I will punish you with a thunderbolt."

Abandoning the words, Fu Youzi left without looking back, without any emotion, let alone reluctance.

"March..brother.."

"Brother March!"

"Brother March!"

"Brother March..."

How helplessly he shouted, but unfortunately no one agreed, the figure had completely disappeared, Jun Xinxian's heels gave way, and he fell down instantly.

"Why? Why doesn't brother Sanyue believe in himself, why? Why? Why?"

Lost and fear welled up in her heart, Jun Xinxian knelt there, crying continuously, letting the tears fall, her face was stained and her heart ached.

At this moment, he was really afraid of losing everything, afraid of losing his favorite elder brother Sanyue.

"Jun Xinxian, you are really useless, he doesn't want you, so you cry like this?"

Suddenly there was a mocking sound in his ear, Jun Xinxian's red eyes flashed, and he bared his teeth and roared: "Get out of my body!"

"Haha~ It's ridiculous, it's you who should get out, if that old Taoist didn't seal me, how could you exist."

"To shut up!"

"Haha~ Jun Xinxian, you and I are the same body, you lack concentration, you reborn me, for what? It is to sit on the world, your mission is to become the leader of the Three Realms."

"Nonsense, I'm not."

"Isn't it, you know it well."

Count?Do I really want to conquer the world?No, no, I just want brother Sanyue to be happy, he hopes the three worlds will be peaceful, I will be happy when he is happy, and I will be miserable when he is in pain.

After contemplating for a moment, the pain in his chest was no longer unbearable, and Jun Xinxian's complexion was relieved, the exhaustion all over his body dissipated, and he felt very comfortable.

Time passed by slowly, and he sat there alone for a long time, and then he picked up the broken fan on the ground, put it together again carefully, put it in his arms, stepped forward, and left the house.

I can't go back anymore, I don't have the face to go back to comfort Youzi, Jun Xinxian looked forward, his eyes were dull, and he was very sad. In the end, he chose the opposite direction and left.

Brother March, goodbye!

A mouthful of blood spurted out unprepared, he paused while rubbing his heels, grasped with one hand, and gripped the skirt of his clothes tightly.

Settle down, settle down, settle down!

Sitting cross-legged in meditation, Fuyouzi did not choose to move forward, but stayed where he was, preparing to suppress the tingling pain in his heart.

The wind blew, the clouds drifted away, time passed by, and it was night without knowing it.

Fu Youzi was awakened by the sound of frogs. He opened his eyes and saw that he was surrounded by bamboo forests. It seemed that he should rest here again tonight.

"Heart.."

He suddenly said something, and suddenly came back to his senses, and couldn't help but sneered, "Hehe~"

There were no words, no dialogue, only that indifferent smile rippling on his face, which looked extremely embarrassing.

"Fuyouzi, this is your decision, why don't you abide by it?" He looked up alone, the deep blue sky revealed dots of stars, flickering like a person's eyes, the watery look made one's heart palpitate .

It has been three days since Jun Xinxian was kicked out by Fu Youzi, and they went their separate ways without seeing each other.

The blue sky and white clouds, the breeze blowing, a small town full of laughter, noisy hawkers, and the smell of rice that filled the air made people mouth-watering.

Jun Xinxian, who hadn't eaten for a few days, was really hungry. When he smelled the pungent aroma, he couldn't wait. He quickly aimed at the steamed stuffed bun shop by the side of the road, rushed forward, and said urgently, "Boss, give me two steamed stuffed buns." .”

"Okay, sir."

Seeing the business coming, the steamed bun owner quickly took out two buns from the steamer, but before handing them to him, Jun Xinxian grabbed them and started to eat them.

"Little brother, eat slowly."

"Um... ah..."

Regardless of whether it was hot or not, Jun Xinxian devoured it voraciously, and quickly swallowed the two buns.

"Come on, I'll give you two more, you look hungry."

The owner of the bun shop suddenly took out two steaming steamed buns. Looking at it, Jun Xinxian's calm heart suddenly felt a sour taste, and the sour tears glistened. When was he ever hungry since he was a child? , he will definitely find something to eat for himself.

"Next."

The boss was only fifty years old, and he was kind and friendly at first glance. He withdrew his emotions, Jun Xinxian wiped his nose, took the bun, and said with a smile, "Thank you, boss."

"Eat, eat."

Nodding his head, he didn't say much, and continued to eat bite by bite. Just as he was concentrating on eating, suddenly, there was a loud noise in his ears.