Kill me and don't fly

Zhixingyuan is full of people looking for Baijue on the hills, almost turning Baili Changchuan bald.

The flowing spring listens to the waterfall, and the water splashes like jade.

The lord stood by the pool in black clothes, raised his hand and gave something to Bai Jue in front of him.

"This is..." Bai Jue was taken aback, and carefully caught the white fruit with some red spots like a woman weeping, and stammered, "This, this is the heart of cutting marrow?"

He raised his head and stared wide-eyed at the lord with a plain face, as if what he was holding in his hand was not the "Marrow-cutting Heart" that would cause a bloodbath as soon as it was born, but a flower picked by the roadside. Little wildflowers, no matter how insignificant they are to the Lord.

The Lord smiled slightly and said: "Why, since we are friends, Brother Bai, are you unwilling to accept even such a small favor?"

Bai Jue: "..."

This is not a question of whether to accept one's love or not, whether to be friends or not-this is the price of selling one's body, right? ? ?

"I--"

"I used to have a good...old friend." The lord stopped Bai Jue from trying to put the "cutting heart" back into his hand, lowered his head, opened his eyes, and looked at him.

Bai Jue was stunned: "Your eyes..."

I saw a pair of eyes as cold as snow appearing in the empty place, clearer than the water in Tianchi, colder than the stones in Jiuyuan, reminding people of the arrogance of the mountains and mountains. Bullying Shuang Saixue, so ethereal that he doesn't look like a fairy.

The Lord's eyes are beautiful.

It was so beautiful that one could forget to breathe, and could only stare blankly at his eyes, at the only human mirror in the world that reflected his own appearance.

I don't know what night it is.

"My eyes are only for you." His lord's cool breath hit Bai Jue's eyelashes, and he did nothing, just half-circled Bai Jue like this, maintaining a slight smile , opened his lips and said, "If you are no longer in this world, what good do I need those eyes?"

Bai Jue came back to his senses, and said without thinking: "...Long eyes to see the way, big brother."

Lord: "..."

My senior brother is still my senior brother, and I restrained myself and returned to courtesy to flirt with his senior brother who has been immovable for nearly a hundred years.

This is definitely nothing wrong with my senior brother.

The lord sighed with a headache, and was about to stretch out his arms to completely embrace Bai Jue, when he heard a terrifying sound of a sharp weapon piercing the air behind him.

Piercing Clouds and Cracking Stones, it is simply a vow not to let the Lord be strung together into a string.

The Lord immediately hugged Bai Jue instinctively, turned around three times, and made Bai Jue dizzy.

The thick robe brushed against the waterfall, the strange rock, the treetops, and finally the blade of the domineering sword with concentrated spiritual energy.

"He Fangxiao is young! How dare you act wildly on the territory of your master Zhizu!!!"

Such a person who doesn't agree with each other and strikes a sword without saying a word, who else is there in the Baili Changchuan except Zhixingyuan?

Bai Jue was startled, and for some reason, he slapped the Lord with his backhand, and shouted in a low voice: "Go! Your cultivation base has not recovered to half of what it was before, and you are not his opponent!!!"

The lord couldn't help but twitched the corner of Gou Baoliang's mouth, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Bai still loves me."

"Okay, just listen to my brother, I'll go first."

Zhi Xingyuan stood there squinting his eyes for a while, and suddenly he was even more startled and angry: "The Lord of the Demon World!!! You still have the face to come to me Bai——Fellow Daoist?!!"

The lord didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and hid in the space of this small world.

—Brother, in fact, I have almost recovered.But if you don't want to get your hands dirty, well, so be it.

Bai Jue watched the Venerable Lord disappear in front of his eyes, reluctantly turned around, and said to Zhi Xingyuan: "Friend Zhi Zhi, good evening... huh?"

Zhi Xing Yuan might be about to go mad with anger, but the Lord's movement is weird, and he can't catch up.So the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and with a sword finger, he slashed across and flattened his whole body by three feet. Even the flowing spring and waterfall were cut open by his sword energy, and he lost his breath.

"Who is he?!"

Bai Jue continued to say cheekily: "Huh??? Was there anyone just now??? Fellow Daoist Zhi, could it be that you are underestimating it???"

"..." Zhi Xingyuan, as the No. 1 of the Eastern Land Immortal Dao, I must be blind to make a mistake, right? ? ?

He gritted his teeth, forced himself to calm down, and said word by word: "Bai Jue, I'll give you a chance to change your mind."

"...Eh, no—what's the matter with you? If you make a mistake, you've made a mistake. Don't just confuse black and white just because of your advanced cultivation level." Bai Jue's face can be described as very, very, very thick.

Zhi Xingyuan: "You—"

Bai Jue's eyes changed suddenly, and his tone became serious, he said: "Fellow Zhi, what is the problem with your swordsmanship, I believe you know better than me - what does a swordsman rely on to break everything with his sword? It is a sharp edge, it is fully revealed when it is unsheathed, and it is hidden when the sword is returned."

"But you, your sword is not sharp, but straight. The old master of Qingxia temple has told you this truth before. If you don't make up your mind to change it, I'll just mention it. It’s useless. It’s no different from lighting a lamp with a blind man.”

Zhixingyuan's anger suddenly extinguished like ice water pouring over his head.

Back then, if he hadn't impulsively agreed to this lunatic from the Demon Realm and found Bai Jue for him to meet, Bai Jue would not have been implicated by him to suffer this calamity, and eventually died in Shuo Fangyuan.

Even if he had lit the Soul Relief Lamp for a hundred years, he still could not get news of his reincarnation.

It wasn't until the soul lamp went out that he couldn't turn it on anyway, that he really knew that Bai Shangxian, who rescued the suffering, had returned.

But Bai Jue didn't tell himself immediately, which is enough to show that their friendship for many years has been ruined.

Even if he wanted to save him, Bai Jue might not talk to him.

Everything is like today, Bai Jue would rather defend the lunatic who hurt and humiliated him than confess his identity to himself.

He is a high-ranking man, and he is not worthy of being this friend.

Thoughts were going back and forth, Zhi Xingyuan realized that Bai Jue had come to him, he lowered his head, and saw something in Bai Jue's hand - a treasure that could set off a bloody storm.

"Huh?" Zhi Xingyuan was taken aback for a moment, then rubbed his eyes stupidly, and said, "This, this is, is 'cutting marrow heart'?!!"

Bai Jue nodded, and said: "And it was given to me by the guy who was almost tied to me by your sword just now, do you know now? Actually, I really live pretty well in the Westland Demon Realm. There is really nothing wrong with it." There is no reason to escape."

——Of course, apart from the glass of poisoned wine at the beginning, there was also a small black room that was closed for three full years.

Zhi Xingyuan: "I - it's all my fault, it's all my fault! I'm just -"

Bai Jue stopped him from wanting to punch himself angrily, and said with a slight smile, "I know, you're doing it for something you must know, if not, you wouldn't be able to ignore him."

Zhi Xingyuan: "But he treats you like this and that..."

Bai Jue was dressed in plain linen under the moonlit clouds, as if he was born with the name of a god written on it. His long sleeves swayed slowly with the occasional breeze. The black hair that has regained the color of a black crow is scattered all over the head, and the face is indescribably beautiful, but the pair of eyes that should be soft and beautiful on a woman's body exude a faint golden light, but in his case It is countless vicissitudes and indifference.

In this world, I am afraid that there will be nothing in his eyes.

Zhixingyuan is not a person who admires other people's appearance, but at this moment, he has to sigh—the natural sword intent, the natural arrogance of the world, and the purest tranquility that seems to have cut off the seven emotions and six desires.

What is the merit of the king of the sword?

Bai Jue stood there blowing the chilly wind for a while, but he couldn't hold it anymore, and he couldn't wait for Zhixingyuan's next words.I had no choice but to silently climb down from the small rock, and compromised: "Okay, okay, it's almost done, I didn't blame you for what happened back then. Don't blame yourself too much, by the way, remember not to look at you in the future I look like an old friend of 80 years—”

As he spoke, he stopped and pointed to the sky above his head, and said in a low voice, "There are people over there who want my life to be worse than death, and it would be bad if you were implicated. After all——"

"When the matter of guarding Buluoyuan with Xiuli sword is over, and the natal sword returns to its place, you should also ascend to heaven."

Zhixingyuan just wanted to say "I protect you" when he heard Bai Jue say that someone wanted his life, but when he opened his mouth, he seemed to think of something, and forcibly stopped the words rushing into his throat.

A hundred and 80 years ago, the Venerable Lord did not gouge out his eyes, did not abolish his cultivation, and did not exile himself in the world. He would rather travel thousands of miles in the world of mortals to find the method of resurrection for Bai Jue.

He came on the red lotus karmic fire of the underworld soaring to the sky, alone, not crazy, but already in a state of madness.

Zhixingyuan blankly overlooked the shadows of swords and swords under Youye Tianfeng. Intense fireworks permeated the sky where the mountains and rivers outside and inside have been clear for tens of millions of years. , who is who is who, has been completely indistinguishable.

[The deity is curious, you are so weak, how can you be his best friend? 】

【I--】

[However, a mere little fairy who has survived the calamity dares to challenge this deity? 】

【…】

【But--】

[If you were strong enough to be on the front line, Brother Bai would not have been taken away by me back then.What's more, if you have a firm mind, no matter how much I throw the bait, you will never betray him.What qualifications do you have to be his best friend, huh? 】

Zhixingyuan questioned himself over and over again in his practice, am I really qualified to be his best friend?

Now Bai Jue gave him an answer - whatever.

What the hell kind of answer is this? ? ?

In fact, the real reason is that Bai Jue has lived for a long time, has seen a lot, and has never had too many expectations for this world.

The author has something to say: [I have confirmed the look in the eyes, it is the junior brother I piao. 】