Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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After Gu Jing input spiritual power, the jade jade detached from his palm, suspended in mid-air, and changed quickly.

A faint glow poured down from Yujue, falling silently on the surface of the lake.

And the lake that was shattered by Xiao Chongyan's sword suddenly churned in the next moment, and then thousands of spiritual lights rose from the bottom of the lake, jumped into the jade, made it shine brightly, and gradually rose like a bright moon.

Xiao Chongyan and Gu Jing stood by the lake, surrounded by the moonlight, dim or bright moonlight everywhere, close at hand, easy to pick.

No way, the villain of sword knowledge poked his head between Xiao Chongyan's hair, stretched out a wisp of sword energy curiously, and poked the moonlight closest to it.

"—!"

The moonlight suddenly exploded under the touch of the Buxing sword, turning into bits and pieces of light, and then dissipated in the sky and the earth without a sound.

"Ah!"

No way, the sword was suddenly shaken, and the sword-savvy villain's eyes rounded in shock, and he danced and gestured towards Xiao Chongyan.

——Those sparkles are a memory!

"No, go back."

Xiao Chongyan grabbed the Excited Unable Sword, and pressed it back to his heart lake.

He looked to the side, Gu Jing nodded slightly.

They are now in a small world brought by this jade itself.

Every ray of cold moonlight carries a piece of divine consciousness.

Those consciousness rooms record the memories of each assassin before being controlled.

Xiao Chongyan and Gu Jing parted ways, walked from the lakeside to both sides, wandering in the sky and moonlight.

Moonlight carrying memories kept crashing into them, bursting out with spiritual light, and then dissipated.

The two also saw more and more memories.

Since its emergence in the Canglan Continent 2000 years ago, Buliuren has quickly gained fame and become a comprehension organization alongside Xunji Pavilion and Unknown Guest.

Every assassin who does not leave anyone behind will wear a mask that covers his face.

Their exercises are varied and spread across three clans and four families. No one knows where these relentless assassins come from.

Everyone only knows that the assassin has always been taciturn and extremely efficient. He will not survive after he misses.

Compared with living practitioners, they are more like ignorant, unafraid of life and death, only knowing the killing knife.

It was not until today, 2000 years later, after Xiao Chongyan and Gu Jing forcibly broke into the villa, broke through the formation of the forbidden area, and got this jade, that everything became clear.

"All the assassins who don't leave anyone behind are actually puppets who have been planted with spiritual fire?" Gu Jing's suspicious voice came from the heart lake, "These assassins seem to be very different from Pei Xuan Suman."

They also carry the spirit fire and are controlled by others, but Pei Xuansuman and others still act as usual, so that people can't see the difference.

"The Assassin organization of leaving no one behind is just an experiment." Xiao Chongyan walked through the moonlight all over the sky, touched a few moonlights at random, and stopped reading those memories intentionally, "Pei Xuan, Su Man and others , it has only been a thousand years since the spiritual fire was planted, but when Buliuren was first founded, it was even longer before."

2000 years ago.

At that time, Xiao Chongyan's mother and concubine were just pregnant, and had not yet been infected with the magic breath that contained infinite profound meaning; and Gu Jing had just entered the Luohe Sword Sect at that time, and was still groping forward on the road of practice; Yu's concubine mother was just a casual cultivator with no background at that time, and she just got a job cleaning in a remote corner of the palace.

And far back then, the owner of this spiritual fire was already researching how to use the spiritual fire to parasitize the practitioner's heart lake and manipulate the soul.

"These relentless assassins are the practitioners who were first planted with spiritual fires." Xiao Chongyan said slowly, "The spiritual fires planted by Pei Xuan, Su Man, Rong Rui and others a thousand years ago have already Big difference."

Therefore, everyone had doubts about Buliuren, but no one could discover the ghosts like Pei Xuansuman hiding in the Canglan Continent.

"The layout is thousands of years old, and the picture is huge." Gu Jing's voice was deep, "What happened thousands of years ago to make this spiritual fire change so much?"

More importantly, with the Jade Jue of Emperor Jingyu of Zhongzhou as the treasure that carries the memories of all assassins, what role does Jingyu play in it?

The heart lake suddenly became quiet.

After a while, Xiao Chongyan's voice sounded faintly.

"Come to my side, Gu Jing." His voice was soft and slow, as if he was carefully staring at something, for fear of disturbing the other party, "Don't use your spiritual power, come behind me."

"it is good."

Gu Jing agreed without any hesitation, and after only a few breaths, she quietly appeared beside Xiao Chongyan who was far away on the other side of the lake.

The two looked at the extremely bright moonlight in front of them together.

It was a spiritual light that was far brighter than all the moonlights in this world combined.

That is also the deepest and most secret spiritual consciousness hidden in this piece of jade.

Jing Yu, the emperor of Zhongzhou.

Xiao Chongyan and Gu Jing exchanged glances.

——The previous doubts may all be answered in the next moment.

——Then why hesitate?

They stretched out their hands together and tapped the spirit light from afar.

"boom!"

After a whirlwind, the two of them were already in another world.

The twelve king pillars lead directly to the zenith, leading all the way to the imperial palace in the center of the imperial capital. The five-clawed dragon circles around the pillars and lies on the top of the king pillars. The cold vertical pupils reflect the two aliens who broke in from the outside By.

On the top of the dragon, there was a tall man in the emperor's crown, standing tall and looking at them with his hands behind his back.

Xiao Chongyan sighed lightly.

He knew that he had entered Jing Yu's memory.

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There was a lot of snow.

There is thick snow on the eaves, which contrasts sharply with the dark palace walls from a distance, which is really beautiful.

"Da da, da da..."

Footsteps sounded outside the hall of Empress Zhonggong, covered by the lively banquet in the front hall, and no one noticed.

Today is the fifth birthday of Jing Yu, the direct prince of the Central Continent Dynasty. Everyone knows that this extremely favored prince is the future master of the Central Continent Dynasty. Therefore, a birthday banquet was held with great grandeur, but the owner of the banquet only showed up for half a day. At that time, he was urged by the palace people to go back to the apse for bed.

Jing Yu, who couldn't sleep, sneaked out of the concubine's palace while the palace people were not paying attention, and wanted to go to the imperial garden to have a look at the snowman that had just been built during the day.

On a snowy night, Jing Yu couldn't recognize the way, unknowingly deviated from the route, and accidentally broke into an unattended palace deep in the harem.

This is a palace that Jing Yu has never seen before.

In the garden of the palace, he saw a woman in white standing barefoot in the snow and ice, looking out of the palace in a daze.

"Who are you...Aren't you cold?"

Jing Yu looked at the thinly dressed woman curiously, and couldn't help asking.

In such a cold day, he was wearing a cloak engraved with constant temperature patterns, he was still holding a heater in his arms, and he was nagging and being nagged by his mother and concubine, but the person in front of him was only wearing a thin coat.

In Jing Yu's memory, the women who lived alone in a palace in the harem should all be concubines of the emperor's father.But those concubines are always surrounded by many people, and never stand alone in the ice and snow.

"Why are you here alone?"

In the silent snowy night, only the sound of falling snow kept rustling.

Jing Yu waited quietly for a long time, and finally heard a hoarse and low voice coming from in front of him.

"Why am I here..."

"Today is my child's fifth birthday, I want to see him..."

In the dimly lit hall, Jing Yu followed the gaze of the strange woman, and saw the bright lights in the distance, and his favorite lantern was dimly lit.

He thought strangely in his heart, didn't his father, mother and concubine say that there are other people in the palace celebrating their birthdays today?

"What's your child's name?" Jing Yu thought for a while before asking, "I can have someone bring your child here."

There was a sudden silence in the snow.

"No, no... because he's already here! He's here to see me for the last time! Hahahahaha!"

Then a maniacal laughter suddenly sounded, Jing Yu took a step back subconsciously, and looked at the woman in front of him in shock.

He wanted to leave, but he didn't turn around for some reason, as if his feet were frozen, he just watched the woman turn around in a daze——

In the snowy night, the woman with a beautiful face was smiling, but her pipa bones were pierced by two iron chains as thick as arms, and the ends were nailed to death in the cold pool behind her!

She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Jing Yu, but was pulled by the iron chain and couldn't move forward. The wound was torn even more bloody, soaking the white clothes in an instant!

"Why am I here, because they took you away! They don't allow me to see you!"

"But before you are five years old, you must have the spiritual power from your mother to stabilize your bloodline and soul... So I was imprisoned here, and every day I was taken out of my heart and blood into your milk... I can't live, I can't die! "

"My child... my child!"

The woman opened her mouth eagerly, and kept reaching out her hand towards Jingyu, but every time she was pulled back by the iron chains that imprisoned her, and dragged to the ground, leaving shocking and glaring bloodstains on the snow.

"You are my child!"

"Son, come quickly to Auntie... let Auntie see you!"

"You are already five years old! Auntie is going to die too... That's great, that's great! Hahahahahaha!"

Jing Yu stood there in a daze, feeling that he should feel scared and should immediately call someone to kill this crazy talking woman, but the mysterious closeness between his bloodlines made him clearly know——

The woman was right.

He is not the son of the empress of Zhongzhou and the emperor, but the son of a crazy woman who was imprisoned in the harem.

But why?

Why is this so?

"Want to know why?"

Perhaps it was because Jing Yu didn't cry like an ordinary child, but was uncharacteristically quiet and silent. The woman gradually calmed down, sat in the snow with a light smile, patted her side, and motioned for Jing Heng to sit down. Down.

"Let Auntie tell you why."

"Because...in this world, it is natural for the strong to dominate the weak. As a weak...if you don't want to be enslaved by the strong, you must use any means to become stronger!"

That night, the entire imperial palace frantically searched for their missing first prince, but Jing Yu just said nothing, sitting quietly in front of the female cultivator, listening to the other party muttering to herself, saying something unknown. The so-called upside-down discourse.

It wasn't until the night faded, the red sun gradually rose, and the body beside him no longer had any heat, that he quietly left the palace full of madness and death, and returned to the queen's bedroom.

"My Jue'er, where have you been? Concubine Mu is almost scared to death by you!"

As soon as he stepped into the main hall, he was hugged by the queen who hadn't slept all night, and he asked for warmth for a while, and dozens of palace people surrounded him instantly.

"How do you wastes take care of His Highness! If Yu'er is injured by a hair, I will kill you!"

Jing Yuan sat quietly on the soft couch, watching his mother and concubine go into a rage, and the palace servants kneeling on the ground in the palace, he saw that all the palace servants were lying at his feet in fear, obviously terrified, But he tried his best to kowtow to the ground docilely and obediently, revealing his fragile neck, as if it could be broken with a little force.

At this moment, Jing Yu seemed to understand those words in the snow the night before.

"The weak are only worthy of being enslaved by the strong!"

He sat on the edge of the high soft couch, looking down at the kneeling palace people all over the hall, and suddenly laughed silently.

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700 years ago, when Xiao Chongyan was cultivating in Liuyun Peak at that time, the Central Continent Dynasty ushered in another harem election.

When the new concubines in the palace tried their best to compete for beauty, a female cultivator who was in charge of cleaning in the cold palace was blessed by the emperor of Zhongzhou. After ten months, she gave birth to a son, who was forcibly taken away by the then empress and raised under her name.

That queen is Jing Heng's biological mother Gu Shi.

Empress Gu's newly adopted son was extremely favored by the emperor, and was given the name Jingyu. Since then, he was raised under the name of the Zhonggong, and he was a legitimate heir to the throne.

Everyone knows that Zhongzhou's little prince, His Royal Highness Jing Yu, has been going smoothly since he was born. He has been favored by his mother and concubine, and is highly expected by the emperor. He is a certainty to be the next emperor of Zhongzhou.

In such an environment, Jing Yu was supposed to grow up to be a fearless little bastard. Although he was arrogant and noble and annoying, he was still young, but still had a good nature.

But the will of God in this world is often not as expected.

Before feeling the kindness and beauty in this world, Jing Yu first saw the cruelest and most real side of the Canglan Continent.

That snowy night completely changed his life after that.

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The images around him began to blur, and Xiao Chongyan knew that this memory had been seen to the end.

He was not in a hurry to leave, but stood there silently, without speaking for a long time.

"The weak... only deserve to be dominated and enslaved by the strong..."

He remembered the first time he met this cheap student. In the alley in Dali, that arrogant young man stuck his neck and looked at him without giving in. Even though his life was on the line, he still insisted on it.

At that time Xiao Chongyan only thought it was ridiculous and hateful, but now that he thinks about it, he only thinks it is God's will.

A lot of things are already doomed.

But the Jing Yu he met at that time was arrogant, domineering, arrogant and rude, just a spoiled young man, completely different from the new emperor of Zhongzhou who became his student 200 years later.

In the next 200 years, what happened to Jing Yu?

"Jing Yu and that person...have known each other for a long time."

At this time, Gu Jing's complex emotions came from the heart lake, Xiao Chongyan was slightly startled, just about to speak, but suddenly stopped speaking, and looked at another memory that appeared in front of him with some surprise.

——In this piece of jade, there is actually more than one memory belonging to Jing Yu.

And in this memory that appeared immediately after...

Covering the sky and covering the earth, it is all the silver-white spiritual fire.

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"what do you want?"

"I don't want to be controlled by others!"

Among the deadly silver and white spiritual fires that filled the sky, the young Prince Zhongzhou clenched his fists unwillingly, and looked at the figure behind the spiritual fire with burning eyes.

Just a few breaths ago, this cold and merciless spiritual fire swallowed the ghosts who assassinated him, and all the Zhongzhou guards who came to rescue him.

Several great cultivators of the Ninth Turn Realm were annihilated by the spiritual fire without a sound.

Only Jing Yu, who was in the lowest state among them, was not injured at all.

In the face of this strange and ominous spiritual fire, the young prince of Zhongzhou didn't feel any danger or fear at all, he just stood still, staring at the ethereal figure, his heart beating violently , almost jumped out of the throat.

Excitement and desire occupied all of Jing Yu's thoughts.

He knew that this was the power he had been looking for all these years.

Powerful, unrivaled power that can easily dominate the life and death of others!

"Follow me...I will teach you how to become stronger..."

"I will make you a unique existence in the Nine Heavens, an existence that no one can violate. Let us hold the entire Canglan Tianxia in our hands... how about it?"

Jing Yu's expression froze suddenly, and then a look of ecstasy appeared in his eyes.

He respectfully fell to the ground and said loudly, "Please teach me sir!"

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Xiao Chongyan was silent for a while, then stepped back a little, not reliving the memories from Jing Yu's perspective.

His expression became a little regretful.

Jing Yu was only 15 years old when he met the other party.

Da Li, the accompanying capital of the Central Continent Dynasty, was on the way to flee after being hunted down by ghost assassins.

It was also not long after he met Jing Yu for the first time.

Xiao Chongyan knew that he had exposed the blood of the demon clan because of the blood competition.

Now it seems that everything really has traces to follow.

Jing Yu noticed his demon blood.

Jing Yu met the man behind the spirit fire.

Then the secret of his bloodline spread throughout the Canglan Continent, and then he was hunted down by the human race, and after ten years of fleeing, he was forced to enter the Northland.

The faint sense of familiarity in front of the Valley of Wraith Souls is indeed not an illusion.

Forced him to be the enemy of the whole world, he had to choose the only option——

It used to be the Northland, but now it is the ghost domain.

From beginning to end, from beginning to end, 'the man' is behind everything.

In the memory that followed, more and more of that silver-white spiritual fire appeared.

The young prince of Zhongzhou almost worshiped the man after the spirit fire as a god, and under the guidance of that man, he gradually walked towards a road that no one could imagine.

Become cruel, cruel, and use any means not to achieve the goal.

"In the history of the Central Continent Dynasty, there has never been a tradition of fighting for the throne like the Beidi like raising Gu, but Jing Yu killed all his brothers..."

Gu Jing's voice sounded in Xiao Chongyan's heart lake, with a hint of sigh.

"Killing brothers, forcing mother and concubine to death, and contributing to the downfall of his father... He has been taught this way since he was a child, and he has no bottom line or restraint at all. It is no wonder that he has no feelings for you and me, and he did not hesitate when he did it."

But Xiao Chongyan, who also ascended to the throne of God in the bloody and brutal life-and-death struggle, experienced even more darkness and despair, but it was completely different from Jing Yu.

All that the person behind the spirit fire taught Jing Yu was plunder and occupation.

Gu Jing was suddenly very glad that she met Xiao Chongyan when he was 12 years old.

Xiao Chongyan didn't speak, and quietly looked at the pictures that kept circulating in his memory.

Under the guidance of that mysterious person who has never shown up, Jing Yu's realm has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has also begun to come into contact with the strange silver-white spiritual fire.

Over hundreds of years, they conducted countless experiments.

Ordinary people, practitioners, great practitioners... the power of that spiritual fire is immeasurable, and those who are parasitized cannot make any resistance, and the master practitioners can't even realize that they have been controlled by others, and they are always ignorant.

And Jiutian Yasheng was gradually eroded by them.

Qin Keran, Pei Xuan, Su Man, Bai Zigui... The four people under the Tianzhu were all planted with spiritual fire for various reasons, or they voluntarily or were forced to become pawns in the hands of Jing Yu and that person.

Thousands of years, bit by bit layout.

This is the power that Xiao Chongyan and Gu Jing have been faintly aware of all along, but they have never been able to grasp.

Behind the Canglan Continent, someone has been secretly laying out plans, planting chess pieces one after another, in an attempt to subvert the entire world.

As time passed, that chessboard became more and more frightening.

In countless unimaginable places, the opponent's chess pieces are buried.

Fortunately, the two of them have also started to draw a chessboard for themselves since more than a thousand years ago, playing chess one after another.

After Xiao Chongyan fell, Gu Jing continued to make moves, and later Gu Jing lost his memory and fell asleep, Xiao Chongyan reincarnated and repaired, and continued this chessboard.

As of now, there is almost no difference.

"The small world of chess games in Luohe Town is the information you left me." Xiao Chongyan left the memory and looked at Gu Jing, who was looking at him beside him, "After the ambush at Liuyun Peak, you have already guessed the four human identity."

Gu Jing nodded and said, "Not bad."

The phantom of Liu Yunding in Xiaoran Mountain Bamboo Tower in the east alludes to the presence of ghosts in Donghuang, who showed people with a mask. At that time, Qin Keran had deceived and murdered the Empress for nearly a thousand years; the garden in the north is exquisite and ingenious. A gardening technique that is unique in the world means that there is a ghost in the North, and it is Suman.

Youlai inn in the south means that there are ghosts in the spirit clan, and Wen Lao being the shopkeeper means that it has a high status and needs to be suppressed by Wen Lao. To Luohe.

Therefore, after discovering that Qin Keran was one of the four people under Tianzhu, Xiao Chongyan quickly identified the others from the small world of the chess game.

He knew that Suman would leave the Devil Prison sooner or later, he knew that Jin Ye must be carrying a secret, and he knew that Pei Xuan had a ghost in his heart, and he would show his feet one day.

But he doesn't tell the truth, and he doesn't know.

Because Gu Jing and him wanted to see what was hiding behind these people.

Is it the ghost of Huangquan, or the ghost of Canglan, or... both?

Xiao Chongyan already had the answer in his heart.

Now, it is time to verify this answer.

In the ninth day, a breeze suddenly blows across the sky, blowing away the moonlight all over the sky, making this small world completely scattered, revealing the faintly rising red sun in the east.

Gu Jing spoke softly and asked, "Let's go?"

Xiao Chongyan nodded and replied, "Let's go."

The next moment, the two of them stood up with their swords, went straight into the Nine Heavens, and drifted away to the south.

Enter Zhongzhou, pass the Shinto way, and ask for a sword.

Go and ask clearly.

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