Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

So he stopped distinguishing between right and wrong, and seemed to finally be able to accept that his life was not destined to be a long one.

But every time he dreamed back at midnight, accompanied by the sharp pain in his legs, Shi Yuan always felt that there was something missing in the position of his heart.

Those things are hazy, with strong and vivid emotions, like a splash of red flowers blooming in the heavy snow, once you see it, you will never forget it.

He couldn't remember what he saw and heard in his dream, but he felt that some important people and things were left out in his always vague, half-true and contradictory memories.

In the early morning of the sixth day beside the Xieliu River, Shi Yuan drove his wheelchair towards the river bank.

He has been lingering for the last few days, and has kept his back hand. Under Mo Huihui's formation, he secretly buried a teleportation formation, and those little monsters will be safe and sound.

The rain in the sky never stopped, I stretched out my hand, and a handful of icy cold rainwater was stored in the palm of my hand.

In the fine rain, it seems to be mixed with fine snow.

This is the first snow this year.

In this sleet, he seemed to remember someone who said such a sentence.

"It's snowing and the weather is cold. The journey is long. Don't forget to add clothes and jackets. Remember..."

Remember, go home as soon as possible...

Shi Yuan stopped the wheelchair.

I don't know whether it was a fantasy or a memory, which made him hesitate a bit.

Are you still unwilling, and still have unrealistic expectations?

After being drenched in the rain for a long time, Shi Yuan finally turned the direction of the wheelchair.

He bought an umbrella on the way, and the shopkeeper pinched his nose to suppress his nausea and told him to get out of here.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Shi Yuan was wandering on the street with an umbrella, the sky was still dark, and there was no one on the road, the plum blossoms taught the rain to fall, and the fragrance was faint like a dream.

After dispelling the evil breath from his body, Shi Yuan went back and did not look back.

He saw someone sitting with his knees hugged under the eaves of Mohui, with his head buried, his clothes dripping water, thinking he had nowhere to go.

Shi Yuan himself was already drenched, so he wanted to give him the umbrella and let him go inside to shelter from the rain.

And this person raised his head, his eyes were gleaming with water, reflecting the wind and rain as dark as darkness, and he was covered in a down-and-out plum fragrance.

The first thing he said to him was: "I have been waiting here for a long time."

The blank space in Shi Yuan's heart suddenly disappeared.

The vortex in the zenith is flowing with electric light.

Leng Wenyan supported the crumbling Qin Guzhen with one hand, and tightly held Leng Wenshu's weak hand with the other hand.

Pei Jing bowed his head and kissed Leng Wenshu on the forehead, handed Leng Wenshu into Leng Wenyan's arms, and solemnly handed the magic weapon for taking pictures that had accumulated almost all of his aura to a junior brother, saying: "It's senior brother Even if I can't break through the ice-cutting formation, or delay it for a while, even if I'm close to death, please do your best to break through."

Qin Guzhen leaned on the ground, silently rejected Xiangjun's invitation, and pinched the formula with trembling fingers, intending to use the spirit-breaking magic circle of Emperor Jiangxi.

The disciples of the Taiqing sect stood up with their swords drawn, and Yuexiu Hengdi blew out a melody for help with the last of his spiritual power.

This trip to Langfeng never came back.

When the time came, Shi Yuan wanted to stop Pei Jing and let Lie Xing fight against Chai Bing.

But suddenly felt a tight wrist.

Shi Yuan suddenly lowered his head, and saw that Shen Zhexue, who was still unconscious just now, had opened his eyes.

With a hoarse voice, Shen Zhexue said softly, "So this is your past."

He sat up, raised his hand to absorb the black mist in the air into his palm, and then pressed Shi Yuan's chest with one hand.

The inscription of the demon lord was engraved on the human soul, and Shen Zhexue's eyebrows moved slightly, weaving the black mist into a thin net, covering the spell of the demon lord in Shi Yuan's soul.

The pain in the burning soul of the inscription disappeared, and a gentle silk screen wrapped Shi Yuan's human soul, and he murmured: "Master..."

After controlling the evil breath, the silver nails on Shen Zhexue's ears turned vermilion.

Even though he couldn't move his body just now, he could hear the movements of the outside world clearly.

He knew that Shi Yuan was still hiding a secret, and he was thinking of slowly unlocking it with him in the future.

But I didn't know that this secret would be so cruel.

No wonder the people in Mohuitou were worried about his life, but they were so careless about many things.

What is Shi Yuan to them?

How did he survive every day in Mo Huihui, who was mixed with selfishness and pity, and how he wanted to find a perfect solution in the warmth and demands, but in the end he had to succumb to the trials and tribulations of fate.

Shen Zhexue didn't dare to think about it, as soon as he thought about it, he felt that he was going to die.

"Let's fight again." Shen Zhexue breathed calmly, he sealed the inscription in Shi Yuan's body with his evil breath, and looked deeply into Shi Yuan's eyes.

"It's too hard to live, Shi Yuan, but even if it's for my reputation, I'll try again."

A thunderbolt exploded, and the electric light illuminated half of the sky, the vortex stopped rotating, and the pitch-black fluid poured down.

Shen Zhexue knew that time was running out, so she raised her hand and pinched Shi Yuan's cheek.

He turned to say: "Remember to read the book, and write the homework left for you. Now I have to assign you a new homework."

He gestured to Ning Chao who was beside Shi Yuan with his eyes, Ning Chao's face was pale but his reaction was quick, he hugged his master who was about to struggle from behind.

The natural sensitivity of the monster made her stretch out her hand and cover Shi Yuan's mouth.

"Listen well, apprentice, the imprint has been sealed, no one can find you, even for the sake of master, you have to fill out this answer sheet with high marks."

Shen Zhexue stood up, the sleeves were filled with cool wind, and a strange spiritual atmosphere swayed. The breath of his body changed, and the overwhelming coldness lingered.

When the aura passed, his black hair changed from the end of his hair, as if covered with frost and snow, and turned completely white in an instant.

The monks who were struggling to support looked at Shen Zhexue who was walking as usual in amazement, feeling a little scared.

I saw that the evil current hanging down like a waterfall, under his instructions, diverged like a long river, did not pollute the land at all, but turned a corner out of thin air, and rushed towards Lord Xiang.

The cold sword energy surged out from Shen Zhexue's silver branch earrings, transforming into hundreds of long swords with cold light, with the sword points forward, surrounding him.

That was the sword energy of Emperor Taiqing Yan Yuanhan, and it was also the shackles they put on this evil body.

Strictly speaking, purifying the evil current is also a kind of manipulation. Once it is overdose, it is possible to break through the seal in Shen Zhexue's body. Yan Yuanhan and others put a double insurance on him just in case.

The communication magic weapon failed, but the vast sword energy will attract the owner of the sword, calling for all the cultivators who made the blood oath.

Lord Xiang avoids the evil current and activates the magic weapon, "You are—"

In an instant, his voice was drowned in the huge roar of the spirit screen colliding with the evil current.

Only then did Shen Zhexue remember that he didn't seem to have told Shi Yuan his real name.

So he turned his head, and said to Shi Yuan, who was bound tightly by the monster with demonic energy, crying silently: "Maybe one day you will hear my notoriety, but that's not what I did."

"Shi Yuan, my real name is Shen Zhexue, Zheluo Zhe, Fengxuezhixue."

The pouring evil current was completely absorbed by Shen Zhexue, Mr. Xiang blocked the wave of impact, and flew to retreat, but saw the majestic spiritual energy coming from all directions.

——Elder Yan Yuanhan is here.

Along with them came Leng Sanqiu, the suzerain of the Taiqing sect, Yiyue, the son of the emperor, Xingjun, Hanshan Sangqi, and several elders who guarded the mountain.

Some of the strongest people in the cultivation world actually gathered here at the same time.

"Evil cultivator, catch him without a fight!"

Leng Sanqiu had already noticed something strange here, but was trapped by the artifact from the outside world and couldn't come in for a long time.

Now that the formation has been broken, he made a precise judgment and blocked Xiangjun's retreat with Sect Leader Sang on the left and right.

Mr. Xiang knew that he was doomed, so he decided to give it a go.

Leng Sanqiu wielded a divine sword to wrestle with him, and the profound aura of the Taiqing suzerain collided with Chai Bing.

The sky and the earth changed color, the black clouds washed away, and the pale sun covered monks' robes!

Leng Sanqiu's swordsmanship is fierce, with the power to split mountains and overwhelm seas.

Mr. Xiang had just activated the fragments to consume his spiritual power, so he was inevitably at a disadvantage. He coughed up blood and retreated quickly, his movements were a little stagnant. Suddenly, a golden bowl-shaped magic weapon flew across the sky and knocked him upside down to the ground!

Cracking ice made a toothache sharp sound.

"Don't go!" Leng Sanqiu chanted the mantra, and Xiangjun's screams came from the golden bowl.

Yan Yuanhan looked down at Peak Lord Shen who had been purged of evil spirits.

Shen Zhexue didn't even know how to greet this elder.

Yan Yuanhan was expressionless, and with a wave of his hand, the spiritual light sword surrounding Shen Zhexue pierced twice, piercing Shen Zhexue's knees.

Casting spells one after another in the palm, the Immemorial Seal of Evil Seal that sealed Shen Zhexue was inspired and opened with a bang!

When Shi Yuan saw Shen Zhexue kneel down, he almost went crazy, but he didn't have enough aura, and let Ning Chao be bound by the full power of a century-old monster. He couldn't struggle for a while, so he could only hold Ning Chao in a cage Make a whining sound.

Hot liquid flowed over the back of Ning Chao's hand.

In a blink of an eye, the silver immemorial Fengxie pattern covered Shen Zhexue's body, and the silver twigs protruding from his collar spread to his cheeks, locking him firmly like a clean and innocent vine.

Shen Zhexue finally couldn't bear the backlash from the seal, and fainted on the spot with a scream.

Ning Chao couldn't hold Shi Yuan down, and taught him to take two steps forward. She simply gritted her teeth and knocked Shi Yuan unconscious with her backhand.

The disciple of Hanshan Taiqing who survived the catastrophe fell to the ground.

Leng Sanqiu subdued Mr. Xiang, his eyes swept over everyone indifferently.

The spirit power fell, and a spirit boat with green sails floated in front of everyone.

Taiqing Patriarch Leng Sanqiu said: "Quickly go back to the mountain gate."

The disciples of the cultivating sect helped the wounded to step into the spirit boat. They were deeply afraid of the majesty of the Taiqing suzerain, and they dared not say a word that was unnecessary.

The spirit boat raised its sails and rushed into the sea of ​​clouds.

The casual cultivators and the monsters who stayed in place looked at each other in blank dismay.

It took them a long time to recover from the fact that they escaped death, and they were surprised that all the evil mist they had just inhaled had disappeared.

"Heaven bless you!" The loose cultivators were weeping, exclaiming over and over again that they were destined to die, and they didn't dare to stay any longer, and dispersed in all directions.

Ning Chao hugged the fainted Shi Yuan and was speechless for a long time.

Holding the Yuanmu sword on Tuesday, he didn't look away until the spirit boat disappeared into the soft and white cloud depths, then pulled Shi Yuan up and carried it on his back, and said, "I'm going back."

Ning Chao stood up staggeringly, but saw that the land that had been polluted by the evil river was covered with snow flakes at some point, and the dry vegetation was frozen.

When the winter wind blows, the ice melts and the snow melts, and the soil no longer withers, but grows a little bit of green.

Look up Tuesday.

There were three people when they went, and three people when they returned.

It's just that some people and things have quietly changed inadvertently.

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The author has something to say:

The copy is closed!Congratulations to Mr. Shen for achieving the 21st chapter of rebellion!New identity: The false elder of Emperor Taiqing is about to be unlocked, do you want to renew?

Shen Zhexue: TD

Ding Ding!Renewal successful!

Shen Zhexue: Cursing! ! !