Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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Inside the small world is a doomsday-like scene.

Most of the sky is surrounded by shallow golden sword marks, during which the sword's meaning changes in countless ways and is incomparably mysterious. It contains Xiao Chongyan's experience of practicing swords in two generations.

However, at this time, more and more gloomy crimson flames ignited in the air, silently devouring the sword energy, bit by bit eating away at the world.

A strong ghostly aura overflowed from it, touching everything around it almost greedily.

Once stained by those ghost auras, the sword aura that originally exuded a faint golden glow quickly dimmed, and was soon stained black.While the sword intent was circulating, the sword energy suddenly turned around and attacked the rest of the sword energy mercilessly. The whole small world immediately became a battlefield where two sides of sword energy attacked each other!

"Cough cough..."

Covering his sleeves, Xiao Chongyan kept coughing, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent, the dark red blood kept dripping from between his fingers, leaving meandering bloodstains on his equally pale wrists.

The battlefield where bloodlines compete for each other is this small world, and it is also Xiao Chongyan's heart lake, and Xiao Chongyan's body is much weaker than that of practitioners of the same realm.

Xiao Chongyan's current situation is very bad.

The higher the realm, the stronger the power of the bloodline competition, and the more dangerous it is to him.

Although he can let the two bloodlines fight endlessly, and the final outcome is bound to be both losers, but the bloodline rivalry will also subside.

However, in this way, his body, heart lake, and even his soul will be almost irreparably damaged, which means that he has to go back to the Xinghe Palace again to seek the help of the sword master.

—but it was too late.

This time was different from Liu Yunding's time because his time was limited.

Xiao Chongyan calculated in his heart for a moment, then stopped adjusting his breath, stood up and held the No-Way Sword.

He knew that the purpose of this assassination was to delay the time, so that he could not catch up with the Demon Lord to seize the throne, and help Xu Shiyi ascend to the Demon Lord's position.

But under the influence of Jin Ye's blood jade, he saw a deeper meaning behind it.

"Xiao Chongyan...Xiao Chongyan?"

At this time, Xiaotiandi trembled slightly, and a heart lake word ignored the blockade of the heavy sword array, and forcefully spread into Xiaotiandi.

Gu Jing's voice sounded a little puzzled: "Why do you cut off Xinhu speech?"

In fact, when Xiao Chongyan landed in Xiaotiandi, not only did he directly cut off the heart lake words, but after the sword formation composed of thousands of sword intents fell, even the bond between the two companions would be weakened a lot.

If Gu Jing hadn't deliberately broken through the blockade of the sword formation, otherwise he would have no way of knowing what happened to Xiao Chongyan.

"The Demon Monarch of the Northern Lands seized the throne, Xu Shishi has my sword intent... If he uses it properly, he should be able to win." Xiao Chongyan said softly, as if he was sorting out his thoughts, and answered the wrong question, "It's just a little bit difficult. "

This was his usual posture when he was thinking, and Gu Jing quickly understood that Xiao Chongyan was only calculating, so he continued to speak in the way they are usually used to.

"But Xu Shishi's opponent is Su Man."

And they all could see that something was wrong with Suman.

"Suman's problem is that she can't see her problem."

For Xiao Chongyan and Gu Jing, this was almost impossible.

"Those who play tricks on Suman are of a higher level than you and me."

"The master of ghost domain?"

"……perhaps."

Because of this, Xu Shishi might lose.

But Xiao Chongyan couldn't let Xu Shiyi lose.

Therefore, he stopped adjusting his breath, grasped the Impossible Sword, and prepared to give it a try.

Use a simpler, more direct, and of course more dangerous way to try to end this bloody battle.

"Xiao Chongyan, what's going on with you?" Between Xinhu's words, Gu Jing seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly asked, "Let me take a look?"

"Nothing, just a little trouble."

Xiao Chongyan quietly rejected Gu Jing's proposal.

Luo Qingqiu was seriously injured, Gu Jing must have been working very hard at this time, maybe even very sad.

He didn't want Gu Jing to run back and forth again.

However, just as Xiao Chongyan knows Gu Jing very well, Gu Jing can naturally hear that Xiao Chongyan is obviously not telling the truth.For Xiao Chongyan to take the initiative to cut off the words in Xinhu, it is definitely not just a small trouble, but something big must happen.

Therefore, when Xiao Chongyan lowered his head and coughed up blood again, held the No-Way Sword with a pale face, and was about to draw the sword, his figure froze suddenly, and his waist was restrained by another figure that suddenly appeared in the small world, there is no doubt took the sword from his hand.

"How did you tell me...huh?"

The voice that fell in Xiao Chongyan's ear seemed to be suppressing his anger, the hands that imprisoned him firmly clamped his waist, his five fingers were as cold as iron, with an undeniable will.

"Ghost thoughts erupt, bloodlines scramble... Is this what you call a little trouble?"

Gu Jing, who had received a tip-off from Bubujian to Jiuxiaojian, who appeared in Fang Xiaotiandi with the special secret technique of a companion, had a tense face and a very deep tone, almost holding down the thin body under his palm with a sense of punishment.

"If you don't listen to senior brother, you will be punished...Little junior brother."

Gu Jing questioned ruthlessly, but pressed against Xiao Chongyan's waist but continuously delivered spiritual power, calming down the sword energy in Xiao Chongyan's body that was about to be mobilized.

"Brother..."

Xiao Chongyan knew he was in the wrong, and he didn't dare to resist. He just leaned in Gu Jing's arms obediently, and said in a low voice, "I have a way..."

"What are you going to do if I don't come?"

Faced with Xiao Chongyan's weakness, Gu Jing was unmoved at all, still imprisoning the sick and weak beauty in his arms extremely forcefully, and asked coldly: "Cut off half of the small world, and put my heart, soul, and ghosts together." Cut off half of the bloodlines infected by Qi, so that the bloodlines of the race can gain the upper hand again?"

This is obviously an extremely decisive method that does not take into account one's own body at all. It is indeed simple and direct, and has extremely quick results, but the pain and price to be endured for this is simply incalculable.

Does Xiao Chongyan really think that as long as he can recover, he can not care about his body?

Gu Jing was simply furious.

"...Well." Xiao Chongyan responded in a low voice, and when he saw Gu Jing's frosty face, he felt even more guilty, and said in a low voice, "It won't hurt too much, I'm used to it...it's not a big deal at all... ..."

Under the sudden low pressure behind him, he closed his mouth slowly, a little at a loss, and didn't understand why Gu Jing was so angry, but he quickly remembered something, struggled slightly, turned around after being released by Gu Jing, and looked at it seriously. To the man who stared at him expressionlessly.

"Luo Qingqiu is seriously injured. I know you are unhappy and tired. You must have consumed a lot." After thinking for a while, Xiao Chongyan leaned forward clumsily, hugged his companion, and patted Gu Jing's suddenly stiff back After counting, he comforted me in a gentle voice, "I didn't want to disturb you, but you're here, you can tell me anything, it's also very good."

He knew that Gu Jing's frustration and sadness did not want others to see, so he would not disturb the other party, and he also knew that Gu Jing always understood what he meant.

But he is also willing to listen to Gu Jing talk about those unhappy things, or just quietly accompany the other party.

Therefore, whether Gu Jing came or not, he was very happy.

But Gu Jing, who was originally unhappy, after hearing these words, his complexion improved visibly with the naked eye, and a bright smile gradually flashed in his eyes.

There is touch, distress, and pity in that smile, and it is full of irresistible tenderness.

Gu Jing stretched out her hand, hugged the person in her arms back, and said with a low smile, "In that case, you can relax with me for a day, and I will solve the bloody battle for you... okay?"

"……it is good."

In response to the low voice, the light golden sword energy and the deep purple Luo Xinghe spiritual power soared into the sky together, moving recklessly in the small world, swallowing those colliding sword energy with an unstoppable force.

One day later, the bloody rivalry was suppressed and a new small world was being formed.

Under the dreamlike heaven and earth scene, the companions embracing each other approached each other and exchanged an extremely lingering and tender kiss.

"Don't do this again."

"Ah."

"Goodbye then?"

"Goodbye."

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When a mountain villa quietly disappeared at the northernmost point on the border of the Northland, the whole Northland completely boiled because of a piece of news.

——The Demon King's seizure of the throne is about to begin soon!

This means that after more than a thousand years of being vacant, the position of the Demon Lord of the North will finally usher in its master.

The central cities of the major demonic gates in the Northland were immediately set up, and the forces of all parties jointly deployed formations to transmit back the images of the demonic palaces in real time through the photo stone.

The streets and alleys of Beidi are full of heated discussions.

"It's been thousands of years since the demon king seized the throne. I didn't expect to see it once in my life."

"Your Majesty Mian has never conferred the title of His Royal Highness Mozi, and General Mo has no intention of taking the position of Demon Lord. It is also expected that the Demon Lord will restart."

"One is His Highness the Eleventh, and who is the other? Xiuhe? I heard that he is a descendant of Zitong's family?"

"I'm still optimistic about His Highness the Eleventh. After all, he is a candidate supported by General Mo and the Elder's House."

"It's impossible for Xu Shiyi to lose, right? I've never heard of that Xiuhe!"

All cities have opened, and the number of bets on Xu Shiyi is far ahead. During the ten years that Xu Shishi has been in charge of the Demon Palace, he has already gained the approval of the Northland Demon Race.

Although he is not very young, his wrists are extremely strong. It is even more convincing to hear that he has just become a great practitioner of the Nine Turns Realm recently.

Counting the Mozi who ascended the throne in the past, there are very few people who can break through the Nine Turns at Xu Shishi's age.

The throne belonging to the Demon Lord in the Northern Demon Palace has not welcomed its owner for too many years.

This time the Demon Lord seizes the throne, it will be a grand carnival!

"Look, let's start!"

The formation in the center of the city began to operate, and countless spiritual powers were collected crazily. Faint images gradually began to appear in the sky above the city, and then became clearer and clearer.

In the Martial Arts Field of the Demon Palace, in a small world formed by multiple formations, there are two young demons standing opposite each other.

The man in white has a calm face and a tall and tall body. He is holding a folding fan. After unfolding, there is no pattern on the fan, only a very chic "An" character.

The woman in the purple dress smiled slightly, she was charming, she held a bell in her hand, but there was no sound when it was shaken, it was extraordinary just looking at it.

The heart-pounding demon pressure and killing intent overflowed from them. Even if you saw the demon clan of the two through the photo stone, you could feel the life-and-death struggle between them.

When the devil seizes the throne, only the outcome is decided, not life or death.

But all the time when devils fight, there is only life and death.

I don't know if the thorny road leading to the throne of the Northern Demon Lord will also be stained red with red blood?

"Eleventh, I won't show mercy... When it's time to beg for mercy, you must kneel faster. If you accidentally kill you—don't blame my sister."

The outside world could not hear the voices in Xiaotiandi, Suman appeared as Xiuhe, and spoke with a charming smile, but his words were filled with murderous intent.

"Oh, it's not easy to die happily with this soul-stirring bell today!"

Suman changed his voice, raised his chin arrogantly, and mocked provocatively and dismissively: "But for you, kneeling and begging for mercy should be very skillful, right? Isn't it, little slave?"

Xu Shiyi looked at Suman calmly, and smiled slightly: "You have knelt in the Arcatraz for 500 years, and you are much more proficient than me... Besides, have you ever stood up in front of His Majesty, Suman? "

"If the lord is willing, I am willing to kneel at his feet forever!" Suman sneered, shaking the bell in his hand, and immediately there was a strange music spreading from the air, captivating people's hearts, "Little slave, wait for me!" I will kill you first, and ascend to the position of Demon Lord—the Lord will definitely be mine!"

"It's just nine transfers, and you dare to act presumptuously in front of me!"

Following these words, the terrible sub-sage's pressure suddenly descended, like a torrent that could swallow everything down from the nine heavens, and fell heavily on Xu Shiyi who was standing alone!

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