Xianjun, please calm down

Yu Changqing admires and admires such a person, but he knows that he will never become such a person. If Wang Dazhuang is like the sun, who can bring warmth to the people around him at any time, then he is an ice sculpture. He looks good, but he can frostbite anyone who gets close to him. Only Wang Dazhuang, a fool with extremely strong nerves, dares to smile and lean towards his side, and dare to say that he has a good heart.

kind?Oh, I really don't know whether to call him naive or stupid.

Yu Changqing has been wandering around with a casual cultivator since he could remember. It was a Danxiu, and he was a rare cold marrow spirit body, a kind of natural spirit body. The Danxiu accidentally found him and was ecstatic , took him by his side, taught him how to practice, and wanted to use him to practice alchemy after he absorbed Qi into the body to practice Xiaocheng, and fully stimulated the functions of the cold marrow body.

Born with a spiritual body and outstanding talent, he is also a mutated ice spirit root, a rare cultivation genius who is rare in thousands of years. Naturally, his practice is twice the result with half the effort. At the age of six, he successfully introduced Qi into his body.

It's just that he was born precocious, and as he got older, he got along with that casual cultivator for a long time, and he became aware of his intentions. He made preparations in advance, and deliberately hid his clumsiness in front of that person. Fortunately, that Danxiu was careless and didn't guard against a single The child is so vigilant, maybe in his heart, Yu Changqing is not a person, but just a material for alchemy.

When Yu Changqing was 13 years old, his cultivation had reached the state of Great Consummation of Qi Refining. When the alchemist was very excited to throw him into the alchemy furnace, Yu Changqing pretended to be terrified and unexpectedly fought to the death to fight to the death. The price of Half-Life kills each other.

He had to be thankful that that loose cultivator had eyesight, but his cultivation base was too low, and he had no defense against him, so he capsized in the gutter, otherwise, he could only be slaughtered.

The mutated ice spirit root is best at defeating the strong with the weak. The first life-and-death battle in his life was a step-up challenge, killing the only familiar person around him.

He had been by Danxiu's side as long as he could remember, and he didn't remember his parents at all. Once Danxiu died, no one knew where he came from and whether he had any family members. From then on, he could only wander alone.

When his cultivation base was low, he was bullied by others because his strength did not match his outstanding appearance. After suffering several losses and almost being arrested and made into a stove, he had to cover his face all year round. He even wanted to destroy his appearance several times once and for all. After his cultivation level gradually improved, he found all the people who bullied him one by one, and made them pay a terrible price. At that time, he thought, he didn't know that he would survive One day, before he dies, he wants to take revenge as much as possible. He, Yu Changqing, was born to hold grudges.

It wasn't until he was discovered by the old suzerain of Guiyuanzong and made an exception to accept him as a closed disciple that his life took a huge turning point. After entering Guiyuanzong, he no longer had to worry about losing his life in the next moment, and he didn't have to carefully hide his secrets. His physique is afraid of being discovered by others, so he no longer has to spend time worrying about trivial matters. His talent has a platform to display, his cultivation has the support of the sect, and his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. His Holiness.

At that time, his ruthless tactics and vengeful temper were already well known in the world. He would never be bullied again, and no one dared to approach him. Xian, even the disciples in the sect are more afraid of him than respectful, no one dares to talk about his appearance, no one dares to look directly at his face, let alone touch his body.

For hundreds of years, apart from being the current suzerain of his senior brother, he has no one around him to talk to, but he has always thought that this is good, he doesn't need company, and he doesn't believe in the sincerity of others, so don't bother him He is better.

He lives alone in a peak in the sect, he refuses to accept disciples, he doesn't even have a cleaning boy, the disciples in the sect dare not step into his territory easily, and he never leaves the peak for important events, usually in the sect, he moves around a lot, every ten It takes several or even decades before leaving the sect to travel.

He has always been alone, because of his advanced cultivation, he has always lived in peace, but this time someone planned early and spent a lot of money to ambush and intercept him, and he was careless, so he fell into their ways and almost died Dao Xiao, fortunately his life should not be lost, he was met by Wang Dazhuang, and only then did he save his life.

【So I don't have a good heart, and God will never bear to hurt me. 】

Yu Changqing turned her head and saw that Wang Dazhuang was still looking at him seriously, she couldn't help asking, "What are you looking at?"

Wang Dazhuang worried: "Xianjun, your face is not good, are you tired? Your injury is not healed, you shouldn't come out today."

Yu Changqing's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and said in a warm voice, "No problem."

Wang Dazhuang took off the water bag from his waist, handed it to Yu Changqing and said, "Drink some water."

Yu Changqing took a sip, frowned and said, "Sweet."

Wang Dazhuang immediately nodded, and said as if asking for credit: "I put brown sugar in it! I heard that drinking brown sugar water can restore physical strength the most. I didn't have this thing at home before. I bought meat at Wang Cuihua's house yesterday evening. Fortunately, I Get there in time, and people will go to bed later!"

[So who did you listen to? ! 】

Yu Changqing glanced at Wang Dazhuang's shining eyes, took another sip cruelly, swallowed it hard, handed him the water bag and said, "It really works."

Wang Dazhuang was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "Then you have another sip!"

Yu Changqing: "..."

Yu Changqing doesn't like sweets.

After he killed the Danxiu who wanted to use him to make alchemy, he wandered for several years. At that time, his cultivation was not good enough, and he refused to steal. Fenghua, once when he was hungry, a very kind-looking aunt gave him a bowl of sweet porridge. The bowl of porridge was so sweet that he had never tasted that sweet taste before. I just think that bowl of porridge is delicious in the world.

Who would have thought that the bowl of sweet porridge was mixed with a lot of drugs that could numb large beasts. When he woke up, he had already been sold to the brothel. Together with several other teenagers who needed "teaching/teaching", he was thrown in In the dark basement of the waiting hall, when he regained his consciousness, two men with swollen faces were slapping him while eagerly tearing his clothes. Begging for mercy, his nose is filled with a disgusting smell of blood. Fortunately, he has cultivation and can resist some medicine, so he can wake up early, otherwise...

At that time, with the remnants of the medicine, he stumbled out of the hall in a bloody way with a dizziness, followed by a group of ragged, staggering, or numb, or tear-stained teenagers. It was his second time. Start the killing ring.