The beauty of the master is too difficult to understand

"Ruoyuan, 5 years have passed. Are you still obsessed with it?"

As if he hadn't heard of it, he only concentrated on dispelling the suppressive restriction on the broken sword in his hand.

"Who set up the Water Moon Secret Realm, who summoned my soul back, who—"

Fragmented and silent rays of light burst out from the faint blue pupils.

"Still obsessed."

The corner of the mouth hooked slightly.

"Wouldn't it be you who wanted to save me?"

"Who wants to save you! You born evil spirit, even if you become immortal a thousand times, ten thousand times... I will kill you again!"

"Heh, liar. If you don't want to save me, how could Yuanli kill Yuanjing time and time again in the secret realm. Jiuli... 5 years have passed, why are you still so naive?"

The tone is light.

"It was you. It was you who made the Heavenly Demon cast this water moon secret realm, and it was you who forcibly fought back my soul and dragged me back to the three realms..."

"No! No one wants you to come back. Ruoyuan, you should have died a long time ago, 5 years ago, you should have died completely! The Water Moon Secret Realm was an accident. No one thought that it gathered your soul... If you knew In this way, I will definitely destroy this secret realm early..."

"Then you are ruined!"

The boy's voice was suddenly sharp, like a wounded beast. He stretched out his hand to cover his aching left eye, his shoulders trembled, and he laughed a few times, "Why do you want this secret realm to reshape my soul? , why drag me back to the world again!"

Jiuli was taken aback.

"I don't... don't want to come back at all."

Her hair fluttered in a mess, and Ruoyuan's voice was full of melancholy.

"kill me."

Ruoyuan finally broke Yun Qi's restraint, the resentment from the evil sword in his hand echoed with the hostility of Wangchuan River under his feet.

He held the handle of the sword in one hand and the body of the sword in the other: "Otherwise, I would have closed this sword..."

He gritted his teeth tightly, as if some hysterical emotion was about to be uncontrollable, and wept blood every word: "Kill me, Jiuli!"

Jiuli hesitated for a moment, Ruoyuan sneered: "If you don't kill me, I will kill all the Xuanxians in Jiuchongtian again."

The God of War made up his mind now, his gaze was like a torch, and he once again clenched Po Yuan in his hand, and was about to raise his saber.Zhu Ling, who had been watching all this time, suddenly inserted between the two of them, stretching out his arms and trying to stop Jiu Li: "God of War, wait a minute!"

"Zhuling, have you been bewitched by him too?!" Jiuli scolded angrily.

"No, Immortal Venerable, he is a Profound Immortal now!"

Jiuli snorted coldly: "So what about Xuanxian, I can't kill Xuanxian..."

Words choked suddenly.

No, it's not that it can't be killed.But can not kill.

Casting complex eyes on Ruoyuan behind Zhuling, he saw that his eyes were hanging like pearls, and he had the same face as Jiuli, but his whole body was full of lifelessness, like a dead branch that could not be destroyed.

He was lifeless and lifeless.

It is true that Ruoyuan has just experienced the Nine Tribulations, and he has not fallen into a fairyland, he is a real Xuanxian!

Immortals can kill demons, but they cannot kill immortals.

If Jiuli kills Xuanxian with his own hands, I'm afraid that the Nine Heavens God of War will be infected with sins, so he will fall into a demon.

why.

Why can he ascend twice in a row, and why is Heaven on his side.

"This matter is very strange, and I'm afraid there may be something strange..." Zhuling Shangxian stopped Jiuli and looked at Ruoyuan on the Naihe Bridge. A real immortal, may the immortal have figured out the strangeness?"

Jiuli shook his head, his eyes dimmed.

Seeing that Jiuli didn't move, Ruoyuan just pursed his lips with determination in his eyes.

With a movement of the hand shadow, the broken sword instantly became one.

An overwhelming evil spirit roared out from his hands, and a cloud of black mist covered the entire river in an instant.Immediately heard a puff, that was the sound of the sword piercing through the body.

Immediately, Jiuli clenched Poyuan in his hand, condensed his immortal power to roll back the black mist, and slashed down with a sword to break through the demonic barrier.

Who was injured, who was stabbed by Ruoyuan?

He looked around anxiously.

The eyes gradually became clear.

Tick, tick.

Blood dripped down the bridge of Naihe and dissolved in the Wangchuan River.

The Xianyuxie sword pierced Ruoyuan's chest.Holding the hilt of the sword, he was still pushing the blade in, making a tooth-piercing sound.

"I gave you the name Xianyun, and I want to use you...to kill the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal."

Blood left along the corner of his mouth, and he gently stroked the raging evil sword, soaking it with his warm blood.

No one knows what the sword said to him.

The voice of the sword spirit can only be heard by the owner of the sword.

The Xiejian Xianyun, who made the Three Realms frightened, gradually restrained his hostility and became quiet under the young man's touch again and again.

"Don't worry, I will be the last Xuanxian you...killed."

The evil spirit entered the lungs, Ruoyuan sacrificed the formation with blood, and opened a transformation formation.

Nine Heavens Profound Immortal's life-sacrificing formation.

Quickly dispelling the last evil energy in the Wangchuan River, together with the resentment of the 47 immortals in the heavenly lake, and the evil sword Immortal Cloud in their hands, they were completely transformed.

Xianyun exudes a dazzling fairy power, and has been converted into its original appearance——

It was originally above the nine heavens, no less than the famous sword of the immortal clan that broke the abyss.

Following his master 5 years ago, he fell into a demon.

After 5 years, it is still in Ruoyuan's hands to exorcise demons and become immortals.

It's like fate.

All the immortals and demons by the Wangchuan River were deeply shocked by the scene in front of them.

This is the magic circle that condenses the power of the ancient prehistoric.

The power of Xuanxian is really earth-shattering.

Jiuli's hand gradually loosened, and the Poyuan Sword slipped and fell into the bottom of the clear Wangchuan River.Jiuli stepped up on the clouds, caught the precarious fairy body, and his hands were sticky and moist.

It was Ruoyuan's blood.

Why did he stab Xianyun into his chest.Why did he want to cross the grievances of Wangchuan River and Ruyou Lake, why...he just came back to this world, and wanted to kill himself in a hurry without even looking at himself.

Jiuli couldn't figure it out.

Does he want to pay his own debt?

"Ruoyuan, Ruoyuan..."

Jiuli panicked suddenly and activated the Healing Formation, but the scar on Ruoyuan's chest could not coagulate blood.

"Look, you still want to save me." Ruoyuan said calmly, staring intently at the blood on his palm, feeling relieved at the same time that his life was passing, but his eyebrows were still furrowed in pain, " But I don't want to live anymore, Jiuli."

"Why, why." Jiuli smelled the fishy smell all over his body, and felt that his vision was gradually blurring, so he couldn't help but hug him tightly into his arms, letting the blood soak his chest, "As long as you don't exist anymore Evil thoughts, as long as you, as long as you can do good from now on, you can live...you can..."

That blood was as warm as it was 5 years ago, burning every inch of his soul.

Ruoyuan is dying.

He died in front of himself again.

Why does the twin lotus that was born together in the world always wither one end?

Ruoyuan's voice is always as calm as water, just like the young man who was counting the stars in the cave many years ago, "I became a fairy, killed a fairy, and was finally killed by a fairy. I fell into a demon, saved a demon, In the end, he also died for crossing the demon."

Jiuli had never been so desperate for a moment.

The Water Moon Secret Realm can only reshape Ruoyuan's soul once, if he dies again.

There will be no return date.

"Wangchuan River is like a secluded lake, and there is also Xianyun. I have already crossed. This time, I really have to leave. Jiuli, I have no desire to live. If I can, I don't want to wake up again. Live in this world once. This life is too painful, too bitter..."

"So this time, let me go and let me rest in peace."

Ruo Yuan raised his bloody hand, and never explained to Jiu Li what happened 5 years ago, "Hug me, okay?"

The blood wiped Jiuli's cheeks, leaving glaring marks.

Ruoyuan's voice was almost inaudible, like drizzle, falling silently into the ground.

Just like 5 years ago, he left a sentence.

But the difference is.

This time, Jiuli heard clearly.

He said yes.

"For you, the clear and bright Nine Heavens, and the world."

The seventeen Buddha lotuses in her arms dissipated into tiny starbursts, and finally turned into nothingness.

***

Since that night, after forming a seal with Taoist Bai Heng.

Xie Qiu fell into a recurring nightmare.

In the dream, who would trap himself in the darkness with heavy chains, and if he moved a little, he could only hear the sound of the fairy locks colliding like silver bells in his ears.

He heard himself pleading in tears.

But I can't hear what I'm asking for.

There was always a dark figure in front of him, looking down at him condescendingly, deepening the forbidden spell, and the mana suppressed him so much that he couldn't struggle at all.

When the black figure approached, it turned out to be a white and slender hand with smooth fingers.

The fingers squeezed his chin, forcing himself to look up at him.

But the man's face in the dream was blurred.

The man said, "You stay here and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

Then Xie Qiu woke up.

When he woke up, he was dripping with cold sweat, the feeling of being imprisoned was too real, he was so suppressed that he had no power to resist, and the despair of being forced to be imprisoned rushed to his face, making him tremble for a long time after waking up.

Bai Heng, who was sleeping next to him, noticed his trembling, and pulled him into his arms half asleep, "What's wrong."

Xie Qiu felt the warmth, smelled the familiar aura of the other person, felt the feeling of trembling and fear gradually subsided a little, and only said: "I had a nightmare."

"What a dream."

Xie Qiu didn't want to lie to Bai Heng, nor did he want to perfunctory him.

"I dreamed that someone locked me up."

Bai Heng suddenly woke up.

"Where is it locked?" Bai Heng's voice was still calm, with a trace of imperceptible tension - more than 100 years ago, he had indeed captured Master to Buzhou Mountain and imprisoned him.In the Water Moon Secret Realm, he lost his memory and trapped Master in the magic barrier.

"It's a very dark place, with many chains, and the immortal law is extremely restrictive..."

Many chains, forbidden by immortal law.

not him.

Bai Heng heaved a sigh of relief.

But when I think about it, I feel guilty.

Master is probably left with a deep psychological shadow. Even though he has been reincarnated, he still has nightmares of being imprisoned.

It's because I went too far before.

Why do you always imprison Master again and again.

"It's just a dream." Bai Heng patted his back softly, patiently as if he was putting a child to sleep, "Don't think about it, it's fine. I'm here."

"I won't let anyone hurt you."

Xie Qiu fell asleep again under Bai Heng's comfort.

But he fell into this dream again.

And this time, the picture is clearer.

His neck was bound by a chain, and he was pulled forward fiercely, and he fell into a cold embrace, and the man bound him tightly as if he was going to strangle him to death.

"Okay, you are capable enough to be impatient. You can even break my restriction. But have you ever thought about where you can escape even if you go out from here, huh?"

"You have to let me remove all your mana before you give up, don't you?"

He could feel the mana in his body being pulled away, and under the severe pain, he couldn't help but scream.

"Xiaoqiu...Xiaoqiu?!"

Xie Qiu woke up again, it was broad daylight.Bai Heng anxiously called to himself beside the bed.Xie Qiu looked at Bai Heng, and asked stupidly, "What's wrong..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was too hoarse, so he raised his hand to touch it, and burst into tears.

"You were crying in your dream just now. What's the matter, did you have another nightmare?"

Xie Qiu's body trembled slightly, as if he didn't hear what Bai Heng said.

Bai Heng noticed something was wrong, and before he had time to think about it, he heard the movement of Youdu Mountain shaking and collapsing for a while.

Xie Qiu was also startled, hurriedly opened the door, and saw a huge evil eye floating in the sky, a few strands of cloud dotted the night sky, the moonlight was like water, and the eyes were blood-stained, spying on the world.

The nightmare just now was instantly forgotten.

Once again, I saw this eyeball with my own eyes.

Xie Qiu trembled violently all over, and his face was unprecedentedly pale.

Under the eyeballs, there are countless blood vines waving, resentment, evil, climbing the entire mountain.

The suffocating despair only lasted for a moment, Xie Qiu stepped on the clouds, but Bai Heng held his hand: "Xiao Qiu, you..." After a pause, he seemed to understand that he couldn't stop him at all. Said, "You have to be careful."

Xie Qiu looked back, stared at Bai Heng, with his toes floating a few times, held Bai Heng's head, and placed a soft kiss on his forehead.

"Don't be afraid, Ah Heng. I'm not who I was 11 years ago."

"Xiaoqiu, you must ascend."

Xie Qiu smiled, determined and gentle: "For you, I will - do anything."