Rebirth of the Substitute Male Concubine

None of them confronted Jianzongmen for the sake of the He family. This time, they actually confronted Jianzongmen for a young man who was hunted down for no reason. Is it destined to get involved in the matter between the Seven Gods?There is no escape.

Xue Wuchi knew very well that confronting the Jian Zongmen was equivalent to poking a hornet's nest. Behind the Jian Zongmen was the Sword God, and if he was an enemy of the Sword God, he would be involved in the Zhongzhou dispute ten thousand years ago.

But?

Xue Wuchi looked at the pale but stubborn young man standing upright beside Nangong Chenli, Xue Wuchi's cold heart also softened, this young man looked very much like Nangong Chenli at this moment, like that boy in the Yellow River back then. Nangong Chenli above.

Soft on the outside and strong on the inside, just like what Wu Ya and Nangong Chenli thought, this young man was reluctant to be ruined.

"The person our sect master is looking for is my Jianzong sect." The leader said arrogantly, and at the same time pointed his right finger directly in front of Xue Wuchi.

"You outsiders, hand them over, or don't blame us for being rude."

"There are not many people who dare to point at me and shout, so pay the price."

Xue Wuchi took a step back when the leader pointed his finger at him, and then drew out the tip of his long sword.

"Pfft."

In just a moment, all the people in Tsing Yi who were pointing at him arrogantly just now fell to the ground. The master of the Jianzong sect may be powerful, and they are not the opponents of the sword god, but it does not mean that a dog of the Jianzong sect can bully them.

Xue Wuchi has always understood that he was a spectator ten thousand years ago, so he tried his best not to interfere in the affairs of Zhongzhou, let alone contact with the center of power in Zhongzhou. Just now he was not going to care about the life and death of the He family.

However, not getting involved in Zhongzhou's affairs does not mean that he will be bullied and not glamorous. Xue Wuchi has never been a person who compromises, and no matter where Xue Wuchi's pride is, he cannot be trampled on.

"Hello" was so bold, when the man in Tsing Yi fell down, he only had time to say this sentence.

Xue Wuchi wiped the blood off the sword, didn't even look at the people on the ground, and only said to Nangong Chenli and the man in black who suddenly appeared.

"Walk."

Facing the sword god, Xue Wuchi might feel a little bit jealous, so in order to avoid the news of saving the man in black, Xue Wuchi decided to cut the grass and root out.

"Where are you going?" The black-clothed boy looked at Nangong Chenli and Xue Wuchi's party in the direction of Jian Zongmen. His clear eyes blinked slightly, with puzzlement and doubt, as if to say that you were not the rescuer just now. me?Why are you sending me away in the blink of an eye?

"Destroy the Sword Sect." Xue Wuchi said coldly to the boy in black, telling him how much they had to do for him.

"Ah" Hearing this, the boy in black looked straight at Xue Wuchi with a pair of clear eyes, looking silly and obedient.

Faced with such a person, no matter how annoyed he is, he doesn't hate the boy in black, but out of caution, Xue Wuchi still feels that he should keep a distance from them.

"Wu Ya, take him away." Xue Wuchi clearly stated the relationship between Nangong Chenli and him, holding Nangong Chenli in his arms with his left hand, and holding the little Shenlong with his right hand.

Xue Wuchi didn't know if they would encounter danger in Zhongzhou ten thousand years ago, but for the sake of safety, he had to be careful. The little Shenlong was their secret weapon, and Xue Wuchi would never let the little Shenlong His skill leaked out.

Originally, they could walk leisurely on the street and be spectators, but now they are better, because of a sudden appearance of a flawless boy instead of getting into trouble again, but they don't seem to be very angry, after all, this boy It's worth their shot.

Without stopping for a moment, Nangong Chenli and his entourage came to the mountain cluster that was suspected to be the Annihilation Mountain Range. It was really inappropriate for them to appear in the small town at this time. After all, they had a "trouble" with them, and the face of this "trouble" would be even more annoying. trouble.

"Tell me, why did the people from Jianzong sect chase you? What trouble did you cause?" The safest place is not a cave or a corner, and that kind of place is not easy to find. Nangong Chenli and Xue Wuchi looked for it directly. An empty flat land with no dead ends, even if someone chases them here, they cannot sneak attack them.

The black-clothed boy slightly raised his head, looked at Xue Wuchi and Nangong Chenli, his eyes did not flicker, and he spoke in a characteristic soft voice without emotion.

"The Sword God is so masculine, half a year later it will be the Sword God's [-]th birthday, and I am a gift for the Sword God after being trained by the head of the Sword Sect."

When he said this, there was no shame but anger on the boy in black's face. It seemed to say that it was not his fault for being good-looking, nor was it his fault for being missed by men.

"Good man?" Keke Wuya coughed fiercely, looked at Nangong Chenli and the two beside him, and thought at the same time that although his appearance was not as good as the young man in front of him, he was one of the most beautiful men in Zhongzhou , he won't be unlucky to be seen by that sword god, and then be crushed by a man, right?And that man is still an antique from ten thousand years ago?

Uh, thinking of this possibility, Wu Ya felt his whole body was cold, secretly looking at Xue Wuchi, Wu Ya breathed a sigh of relief, he was safe with Xue Wuchi around.

Although Xue Wuchi is unsmiling, his handsomeness does not diminish in the slightest. Xue Wuchi is a completely different type from the black-clothed boy in front of him, but it still makes people unable to move their eyes away.

Xue Wuchi's innate elegance and extravagance are quite fascinating, and his appearance shows that he is a strong and secure man. Such a man is quite liked by women, but it does not mean that he loves masculine swords Lord God doesn't like it.

And no matter what, if he really meets a masculine swordsman, then with Xue Wuchi and this boy in black, he is just an inconspicuous little grass, and will be ignored.

Wu Ya breathed a sigh of relief, but then thought of a more terrifying question, and asked the black-clothed boy with frowns: "No, you said the sword god is seven hundred years old?"

What is the concept of seven hundred years old?In Zhongzhou, the longest-lived old monster he had ever seen was more than 100 years old and less than [-] years old. Was Zhongzhou so terrifying ten thousand years ago?

The man in black was very surprised by Wu Ya's shock, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked in puzzlement.

"Don't you know? The seven great gods are said to have the same life span as the heaven and the earth. Although they are all seven or eight hundred or even thousands of years old, their appearance has remained unchanged around forty. They are gods who will not grow old and have infinite lives. With the end of cultivation, the life of the Seven Great Gods has no other pursuits, they are addicted to corruption, many of them are very beautiful, regardless of gender."

When he said this, there was a slight sarcasm on the corner of the man in black's mouth. The sarcasm was just right, making people feel that he was sad because he seemed to fall into the hands of such a person.

"The end of cultivation, there is really an end to cultivation, don't they understand the principle of going one step further? The Seven Great Gods, it turns out that cultivation to the realm of gods is nothing more than that. Shouldn't gods have no desires or desires?"

Nangong Chenli mocked coldly, then seemed to think of something, and murmured softly: "No wonder that person would rather die, what's the point of living like this, an infinite life without a purpose."

God, Nangong Chenli was the first to think of the god of needles, that unparalleled man, that elegant and calm man who has accumulated over the years, that gentle and tolerant man who smiled even in the face of strangers.

He should be the only man who became a god in Zhongzhou ten thousand years later. After becoming a god, that man did not give up his pursuit of life, nor indulged in pleasure. In the end, the person he loved left, and he even gave up eternal life. have eternal life?If so, how can it be easily given up?

"Nangong Chenli, that has nothing to do with us. Don't forget that no one can live the same life as the world." Xue Wuchi faintly noticed Nangong Chenli's uneasiness, comforted him in a low voice, and at the same time reminded Nangong Chenli of the so-called heaven and earth. Tongshou is just a lie, ten thousand years later Zhongzhou will not even remember the seven gods.

"Yes, it has nothing to do with us." Nangong Chenli nodded to Xue Wuchi, and only Xue Wuchi could keep calm at this time. Bai himself is just an outsider, and he always integrates himself into this world inadvertently. Is it because of death and rebirth?He has always been able to habitually adapt to Zhongzhou ten thousand years ago.

Xue Wuchi wanted to say something more consoling, but when he saw the boy in black with his eyelashes up and down and his eyes blinking slightly, he knew that the timing was wrong. He hadn't asked about the boy in front of him, and he just saved someone without thinking about him. It actually has something to do with the Sword God. Originally, I planned to destroy the Sword Sect and press this matter down, but now?

According to this young man, his appearance is definitely a problem in Zhongzhou, and judging from this young man's temperament, he is not a person who will succumb to reality.

Xue Wuchi has a headache, this boy is really a trouble, he really wants to leave it alone, but somehow he can't do it, looking at the boy's eyes, he will think of Nangong Chenli's helpless life on the Yellow River look.

He once swore that he would never let go of Nangong Chenli in this life, but why couldn't he bear to this young man in front of him?

Xue Wuchi felt very strange, so strange that he felt that he was not himself anymore, but his mind seemed out of control. He always had a pity for this young man, which made Xue Wuchi annoyed, but he couldn't help it. Change your will.

"What's your name?" Xue Wuchi forced himself to put away his affection for the boy in black in front of him, and asked in his usual cold tone.

"Name?" Hearing Xue Wuchi's words, the black-clothed boy's eyes flashed with ethereal confusion, as if he was caught in a sad thing, such an expression was damn distressing.

"I don't have a name, but they all call me Ming." Ming's voice was slightly hoarse, as if remembering something sad.

Feeling pain in his heart, Nangong Chenli realized that he really couldn't bear to be cruel to the young man in front of him, and even the trace of suspicion and defense faded away because of these words.

"Ming is also your name, isn't it? Take a break first, and we'll talk about it later." Nangong Chenli motioned Ming to find a place to sit down, and then he and Wu Ya went to the dry branches and leaves, and prepared to use it when it got dark. .