Wearing this fake cultivator master and apprentice

Huanshan Zhengyang Temple Square, in front of the two celestial beings, had no words to say. At that time, there was nothing to say, and now the explanation may not be clear.

He Qingxie knew this very well, but besides this, there was no reason for Su Changyi to take back his words.

This matter has become a knot, unless she, the master who is smiling happily, volunteers, otherwise there is really nothing to do.

"Hehe, Lord Sword Master?! This is the end of the matter, so stop struggling."

The voice of Tiandao came from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness again, with an impatient tone, "Only I can help you! As long as you become a demon, you can get everything you want."

"If you let this matter go on, He Qingxie, you will only regret it!"

He Qingxie didn't believe in the way of heaven, he had already been tricked once, how could he fall down twice in the same pit?

At this moment, the halo in front of him dimmed.

I saw Su Changyi put the Danqing sword back behind him, took a step forward, clamped her jaw, and said with a smile: "Time? Don't wait for me, He Qingxie. Opportunities are so precious. At that time? If you don't explain it, explain it now." Do you think this seat will listen? I definitely want to expel you from the sect, and this explanation is natural? I am too lazy to listen."

"A generation of immortals did not expect to be so small-minded." He Qingxie's eyes were not only filled with a fierce light, but also a rare and precious calmness.

Su Changyi said: "This seat is like this, but you are not? Do you remember the matter of paying ten times more?"

"Of course." He Qingxie said with a sinister smile, "Master's carcass? It's so soft and graceful that this disciple will never forget it..."

"Snapped!"

Su Changyi slapped him mercilessly, and the left half of He Qingxie's face was slapped away, and a clear five-fingerprint immediately appeared on his white jade-like face.

At that moment, He Qingxie's ears fell into the constant humming of busy voices, and the female voice of Heavenly Dao in the sea of ​​consciousness followed her everywhere.

Under the candlelight, the peach blossoms printed on the full forehead were full of red blood. Su Changyi squinted his eyes, raised his gaze as if looking at a dead object, and cursed angrily: "Bitch? Do you still want face?!"

She pinched Zheng He Qingxie's face, and stared at her viciously, "You just don't repent anyway! The news will be announced from tonight, and you want me to take it back? It's wishful thinking!" After a pause, he continued. , "I don't think so? You don't need to deal with you, tomorrow?! Pack your things and get out of Sulingyuan! Never set foot on Yaoshan!"

I don't know whether it's snow, snow or goose feathers outside the house. The cold wind howls on the cliffs, blows the chains on the black iron bridge, and the heavy friction sound echoes in the mountains.

Still angry, Su Changyi didn't want to waste much time pestering her. She went to open the door and was about to leave. When the wooden door opened, the cold wind rushed towards her face, causing her to take half a step back.

In an instant, Zheng——

In my heart? A string is broken.

A kind of? Not belonging to the soul, not belonging to the body? Something that does not belong to her emerges from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, occupying her entire consciousness in an instant.Su Changyi's movements suddenly stopped, his eyes fell to the distant and unknown darkness, and there was nothing inside.

He Qingxie, who was behind him, looked at the flimsy back of the robe that was being blown, and there was a trace of struggle in his eyes.

It wasn't until the moment Su Changyi turned to leave that she realized in despair that she was really worthless, that even existence was meaningless.The master who was once respected and loved now abandons her like a shoe, and the favor that was once lacking is now gone.

What is left of her?

A sword that I don't want to control, a senior who is no longer familiar with me, and a group of senior brothers and sisters who have a normal relationship.

But these are not what she wants.

Perhaps, as the Tao of Heaven said, only by becoming a demon can you get everything.

He Qingxie called out "Heavenly Dao" in his heart, silently feeling sad for himself.

Tiandao seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and he answered almost as soon as he was called, "I am here! Have you thought it through? I can help you now, only you are willing..."

Amidst the noisy female voice, He Qingxie lowered his eyes, but heard something strange in his ears. When he fell on the ground, he slowly walked into a pair of silver thread cloud boots, with feet that were bigger than palms. For several days? Nights, She played with it carefully.

It turned out that Su Changyi turned back the same way.

Not knowing why, He Qingxie slowly raised his eyes in doubt.

When? When? When? Come on, I saw a silver light flashing in front of my eyes, and there was a pop.

"Uh--"

The cold wind died down under the light, and the long fingers as white as jade grasped a silver dagger inlaid with red agate and stabbed it mercilessly into her lower abdomen.

"Hey, Qing, Xie—"

The evil voice with a slightly changed tone was extremely frivolous.

In Jun Yao's long and narrow peach blossom eyes, He Qingxie's pale face of astonishment and astonishment was reflected, and the scarlet soft tongue licked the lips, leaving a wet mark.Jun Yao smiled maliciously, "Does it hurt?"

The dagger under his hand twirled, twisting abruptly in his lower abdomen.

"Hmm!!!" He Qingxie immediately raised his head, opened his mouth in pain and gasped silently.

Blood was shining in Jun Yao's eyes, she raised her finger to touch He Qingxie's mouth that was opened wide from crying out in pain, and leaned down to whisper in He Qingxie's ear, "Shhh—don't rush to shout, the good show is yet to come Woolen cloth."

Not too long, a layer of cold sweat broke out on He Qingxie's forehead, she gasped for breath, and looked at the other party in disbelief.

Jun Yao seemed extremely satisfied with her reaction.

The smile at the corner of her mouth was pure and evil, as if she was doing an ordinary and innocuous thing, but in fact, it was already full of sin, and her hands were stained with the blood of innocent people.

"You, regret it...so you want to kill me?" He Qingxie said intermittently, exhaling hot air from his mouth, but smelled blood in an instant.

She smiled with difficulty, as if she had expected it.

"Do not."

The dagger under his hand was pulled out with a puff, followed by gushes of warm blood. Jun Yao lifted the blood-stained blade and licked the tip addictively with his tongue.

The fishy sweetness entered the throat, dyed the thin lips red, and also flushed a pair of phoenix eyes in shock.

After a long while, she looked at He Qingxie's expression and smiled sarcastically, "I am not as ruthless as you said. You and I, master and apprentice, are in love with each other. I mean to let you go and promise not to kill you. But this knife is what you should pay back!"

She pulled the collar of Fuyun Nishang to stand up, and brought the covered ugly scars to He Qingxie's eyes.

"Should you pay it back?! If your knife penetrates half an inch deeper, the head of this gentleman will not be able to keep it!"

He Qingxie's eyes turned red, and he bit his lips tightly, unable to say anything.

"You hurt me a lot? I'm already tired and don't want to get entangled with you, but your pill..." After a pause, Jun Yao emphasized his tone, "This seat must be broken!"

"Because that's what you deserve!"

As soon as the words fell, the dagger pierced through the body again? This time, it ran towards the extremely deep dantian.

"Don't—ahhhhhhhhhh!!"

This is a one-sided, irresistible, living plan.

Junyao Xianzun's movements are fast and precise, and her technique is skillful. It is obviously not the first time she has done it. Practice makes perfect.

this night.

Dark clouds cover the moon, and the wind and snow suddenly rise?

The small square inch of the torture chamber was filled with shrill and screams for no reason, and it lasted for a long time.

The ice-cold candlelight seemed to have no warmth at all, it illuminated He Qingxie's pale face, and the narrow and long phoenix eyes were filled with a blurry face, the sun and the moon were blurred, and the sore spots on her face made her whole body feel like falling from cold water. It was trembling all over when it was salvaged, and a big bloody hole was opened in the dantian, and there was a bleeding wound in the lower abdomen.

Jun Yao raised her hand, and because she reached into her dantian, her whole hand was stained with blood. The bloodstains flowed down from between her fingers, onto her wrists, and finally disappeared into her sleeves.

There is a round and bright red golden pill silently in the bloody palm. This is the golden pill formed by monks.

Only by forming alchemy can one advance one's cultivation, and only by forming alchemy can one have the opportunity to ascend to heaven.

The fact that the golden core was taken away undoubtedly means that the cultivation of this monk has been declared invalid. It was just a joke to practice hard day and night.

Jun Yao pursed her lips, raised her hand to bring it to He Qingxie, pinched her chin to force her to look at it, and said angrily, "Look! How many things have been destroyed that you used to eat!"

"Such a fierce thing? Why don't you let me destroy it?"

With five fingers together, there was only a click, and the golden core was shattered. With a twist of the five fingers, Jun Yao opened his hand, and there was only a puddle of powder left in the blood-drenched palm.

She blew lightly on her palm, and the powder scattered all over He Qingxie's face.

"Ouch, cough—" He Qingxie whimpered in his throat? There was only a weak muffled cough left.

After finishing everything, Jun Yao clapped his hands and prepared to leave. Before leaving the door, he paused, turned half of his body, and squinted at the past, as if thinking of something, "Sincerely, can you? Zhaori? Yue?"

"But what a joke!"

After Lalan finished speaking, she opened the door and went out, then slammed the door closed in one go.

The cold wind was blowing outside the house, blowing the snow-white hair lightly.

Su Changyi walked on the wooden bridge leading to the cliff from the torture chamber with no expression on his face. For some reason, a tight string suddenly broke in his mind, and then his body fell uncontrollably on the wooden bridge. The entire consciousness is trapped in messy memory fragments.

That was her memory in high school. In her memory, there were hugs, laughter, madness when she was rejected, and the heinous curse when she was crying...

At the same time? In the criminal chamber.

In the chaos of extreme pain and despair, He Qingxie, who was tied to the wooden frame, had fallen into a comatose state, his mind was not clear, and he couldn't distinguish time, space, or Have who you are.

There is only a voice in the depths of my heart that is constantly making arrangements.

"Are you extremely regretful?"

"Why should you?"

"Only pain can make you remember the lesson?"

Such cynicism emerged endlessly, but none of them received a response.

After an unknown amount of time, the cold wind blew out the thin flame of the candle, and the darkness completely covered a face drowned in pain.

The way of heaven is helpless? However, in the bloody smell that keeps passing, I finally sighed appropriately? I thought, why bother?

Really.

Why are you so stubborn?

Kunwu, who signed a blood contract with the sword master, has his own evil spirit, which can be unsheathed without being recalled.

The torture chamber was illuminated for a while, and the light source was above He Qingxie's head. There was only a crisp sound of "Zheng", and Kun Wu suddenly appeared from the white light.

Kunwu cut off the spirit-binding lock with a few clicks, and the bondage disappeared. He Qingxie's hands and feet were weak and he couldn't stand upright. He was about to fall down.The wound pressed against the sword, and the blood dripped down again, staining the black floor with blood red again.

Tiandao sneered at the miserable sword master through the void, "Tsk tsk, it's so miserable... If you bleed for a while, the blood will be drained."

The words were ruthless mockery, but as a participant, it was impossible to really ignore the rules and let He Qingxie die.

Not only can't he die, but he has to make people live well until he becomes a demon and unifies the Three Realms.

Regarding this, Tiandao only wanted to scold his mother "hehe", and at the same time, his subordinates mobilized the spiritual power of Kunwu sword's hidden devil energy to repair He Qingxie's wound.

The big and small wounds are being healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. This effect shows that Kunwu injected with evil spirits is a rare divine weapon among the weapons in the cultivation world, and it also shows that its spiritual power is profound.

During the restoration process, Kunwu's spiritual power entered He Qingxie's body? Although it has its own demonic energy, is the magical energy? It is not static and will not disperse.

Tiandao thought for a while, and without hesitation, a red light shot out and hit He Qingxie's eyebrows in the middle. After the red light disappeared, a hot black flame forehead line was imprinted on the hit skin.

"Hey, let's just pretend it's a sign of her becoming a demon. I'll lie to her for a while, and then let her practice magic cheats after she really believes it, or just force her to plant? Demon seeds?... Otherwise, I have to persuade her earnestly..."

"The persuasive mouth is dry and tongue-tied, and in the end I still disagree with life and death..."

"Hehehe, it's a fucking dog..."

"..."

Tiandao cursed mercilessly.

He Qingxie fell into a coma, and He Qingxie woke up again. During this period, only a quarter of the stick of incense passed, and the time passed quickly.

When he woke up, He Qingxie had been placed against the blood-stained wall. Opposite him was a long table full of torture instruments, and beside the long table was a long sword with a scabbard.

Her unclear gaze fell over, and after a breath, she realized that it was Kun Wu.

"Ha ha……"

He Qingxie smiled lightly, and looked down at her dantian and lower abdomen. The wounds had indeed recovered to the original state, so there was no need to guess? I knew it was Tiandao who helped her.

But? She didn't want Cheng Tiandao's kindness at all, she only hated why she didn't die on the spot during the planing process.

When Jun Yao mercilessly stabbed her lower abdomen with a dagger, she began to hate, hated Jun Yao's indifference and ruthlessness. .

She thought it was just that, at that time? She thought dimly, she would rather let Jun Yao stab thousands of knives than be expelled from the school.

But? She was wrong, outrageously wrong, completely wrong.

She never thought that she would be cut and smashed by her master.

How insidious!

The phrase "You deserve to be like this", casually? It was used as a prevarication reason, which completely made her hopeless.

I hate it!

But I can't do anything.

Sensing the movement, "Are you awake?" Tiandao asked ecstatically.

Leaning his head against the dirty wall, He Qingxie answered with a weak "hmm".

Tiandao was only delighted for a moment, then became cautious again, and asked tentatively, "Well, I... I planted a demon seed in your body, do you want to...?"

The female voice hesitated to speak, as if she couldn't bear it.

Of course, this is fake.

The devil seed has to go to the depths of the Nine Layers Demon Abyss behind him, and as a participant, she cannot touch the place that is too far away from the protagonist, otherwise the devil seed is already in He Qingxie's body, where? ? Need to waste so much? Energy.

But right now, He Qingxie should be stabilized first, and then go to Xuandu? Don't worry about not being able to get down to Jiuchong Moyuan and not getting the magic seed?.

"I'll plant it? Plant it? Do I have any other choice?" He Qingxie asked coldly.

The devilish energy has already filled her limbs and bones in her body, traveling through the eight meridians, even if she uses a little spiritual power, the corrosive and domineering sense of the devilish energy is everywhere.

Now ask her if she would like to, can? What a joke!

"At that time, I had no other way. I had no other way. Your golden core was broken, and it was difficult for you to make any progress in your life. Under such circumstances, wouldn't cultivating demons be the first choice?" Tiandao anxiously defended.

He Qingxie nodded, "Yes, yes, what you said is right. But I would rather die!"

These words made Tiandao so angry that his head hurt, and the sharp and piercing female voice said directly arrogantly: "Are you really so willing?! You haven't forgotten what Jun Yao did and said to you before he left, right?! Are you out of your mind? ? She smashed your golden core and said that fate should be like this, I am the way of heaven! I don’t know what your fate is?! She just wanted to revenge you, so that you can’t? Cultivation has made a move on you, and she has made a good excuse a long time ago!”

He Qingxie finally squinted his eyes amidst the rising voice.

"It's fate, that's it," she gritted her teeth, "Twice in a row... an excuse?"

Twice, her mood became more and more hateful each time, and she hated so much that she couldn't help but crush him to ashes.

Tiandao's voice was still in my ears, "She said that about you, don't you want to take revenge? You should take revenge! A woman? She already has the small temper of revenge..."

As if he didn't understand, He Qingxie stood up slowly, and hooked the Kunwu sword beside the table.

Seeing this, heaven was shocked, like a enemy, "What are you doing?! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"..." He Qingxie raised his eyes that were as dark as stagnant water, and said coldly, "You said, only by cultivating demons with you can you turn the world around and master everything. I am willing to cultivate demons, and also? Willing to go to Xuandu? ... But before that, I should take revenge." After saying this, she pulled out Kunwu, and there was a crisp sound, the candle flickered, and the snow-bright sword light was reflected on a pair of cold and indifferent long and narrow phoenix eyes.

Pushing the door open, He Qingxie thought that he had to go to the Lingqing Hall to find someone, but he really thought that this person didn't even walk out of the Xuantie Bridge.

Even though the world is snowing heavily and the sky is dark, the snow-white figure curled up on the wooden bridge is like jade and moon, making people unable to stop and watch.

***

That night.

Scattered pieces of memory become a big net with nowhere to escape, wrapping up the darkness and controlling the body.

in a dream.

Su Changyi seemed to be back on the day when she just conceived, holding the hand of another person who accompanied her through spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Kissing, embracing, and exchanging each other's breath under the ginkgo tree with falling yellow leaves.

With different body temperatures, we can finally be hot together.

She always likes to hold each other's hand and say this sentence, just like back to back? Know this person? Who is it? I love you as you love me.

A dream come true that comes true brings a carnival, and the exhaustion and headaches that are left after the carnival are as hopeless as—

The teacher found them stealing kisses in a classroom with closed doors and windows. The reality always makes people feel powerless to refute and do nothing. Under this pale and helpless situation, Su Changyi was broken up.

Breaking up makes you miserable, and when you are in pain? Only alcoholism can make you feel better? Once drunk, you will have a dream. There are three thousand big dreams, and it has nothing to do with the final chapter.

In the dream, Su Changyi felt that she was about to be drowned in a pool of water. Someone? Blocked her lips and let in a breath of air. Only one mouthful could only quench her thirst. She wanted more?.

So she supported herself, embraced him, and stuck out her tongue tentatively. Unexpectedly, at the next moment, he was pushed away mercilessly.

In the next second, I feel cold...

The author has something to say: I understand everything in collections, over

Let’s talk about the content of this chapter. This chapter has

Junyaoqie number,

The way of heaven forged the mark,

Ah Xie fake white cut

Su Changyi's dream in a dream

Explain, why did Jun Yao break the pill?

It is to protect Su from Ah Xie's revenge, and of course it is also the catalyst for the demon (it's just not very obvious), but it will not come out again in the future, because it is a one-off.

Then why does Jun Yao's consciousness exist, and why does it come out?

It is Yangshen.The primordial spirit has yin and yang, and when Su resumed his cultivation, the yin deity appeared in the lotus, and the yin deity preserved memories for Su to use, while the yang deity hibernated in his original body, but it was too weak to dominate consciousness , will let Su seize the house.

When Su woke up with consciousness, she was always in Su's heart, she witnessed everything from waking up in the coffin, doi, to just before passing out in this chapter.

She is not ashamed of what He has done, and she wants to take revenge on He herself. The Yin God once said that he wanted Su to kill He, but Su couldn't do it, so she did her best when she had the chance. A little awareness helps Su Dan to prevent accidents.