Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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Xiao Chongyan closed his eyes slightly, once again looking at himself.

He was sitting on the top of the mountain, leaning against the Wangbiqing lake, bargaining with his natal sword.

"No, it's been 1000 years, and we're not short of these few years."

"...No? I'm just asking about my state of mind, how do I break into Liuyun Peak by force?"

"No, I'm too hurt now to hold you still."

"Buzz!"

Beside him, a little golden figure transformed from a certain flying sword was rolling and messing up the mountain top.

The body of the bad sword that had been sheathed on the top of Liuyun fell into a deep sleep again, but the wisp of sword consciousness that stayed in the lake of his master's heart was full of energy, and he tried his best to use all his strength to make soft and hard bubbles, coquettishly and foolishly, pestering Xiao Chongyan to find it.

Xiao Chongyan was a little emotional.

Thousands of years have passed, a big dream, no way Jian still looks so stupid, it is not easy, and should be cherished.

He has always been the most patient with his natal sword. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the slumped head of the little golden man, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I'll take you home within five years at the most."

Five years is enough time for him to cross from the state of asking the mind to the state of keeping the tranquility, and truly hold the Impossible Sword. He will not be like now, just using the power of the soul to draw the sword from afar, and his vitality will be seriously injured.

Five years is just a snap of the fingers for a monk.

No way, Jian Wenyan was really energetic, the little golden man happily hugged Xiao Chongyan's fingers and rubbed them, with a silly expression on his face.

Xiao Chongyan glanced at Bubujian, then at Jiuxiaojian, who had been quiet and silent all this time, smiled slightly, suddenly feeling relieved.

Still Xiaojiu is mature and prudent, which is reassuring.In the previous life, Liu Yunding fled overseas according to his request before he went to the appointment, and only waited for the Pojing Shenwu to retrieve it after his reincarnation, so there would be no surprises.

The silver villain transformed by Jiuxiao Sword sensed what Xiao Chongyan was thinking, twisted his body nervously, and peeked at his master.

Xiao Chongyan's expression was startled suddenly, and he looked towards the west as if he had sensed it. After a long silence, he turned his head speechlessly, and met Shang Jiuxiaojian's sneaky gaze.

"Little Nine?"

Jiu Xiaojian looked serious, his eyes drifted, and he nodded slightly.

To the west of the villa, there is an aura belonging to the body of Jiuxiaojian approaching quickly, coming straight towards them.

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Xiao Chongyan raised his hand, rubbed his forehead, and then withdrew from Heart Lake without saying a word.

He felt that his injury seemed to be more serious.

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The small courtyard was full of wind and snow.

Xiao Chongyan leaned against the door, his face was pale, he endured and endured, but still couldn't restrain the itching in his throat, he vomited a big mouthful of blood from the side of his head.

His eyes were still blackening, his brain was buzzing non-stop, he managed to regain some strength after a while, and raised his hand to wipe away the blood overflowing from his lips.

Forcibly urging the soul to ask for the sword with the state of mind, using half a set of sword bones to drive the ineffective sword intent, and after breaking through the small world, the sword travels thousands of miles, and the sword cuts a hundred thousand mountains... This is too heavy on his body. For a short period of time, he could only recuperate, unable to draw his sword again.

And the reason why he used the sword like that before was naturally because he sensed the aura of the ghost cup from the ghost assassin.

This method of raising ghosts comes from the ghost domain. The ghost domain is not in the Canglan Continent, but it is also one of the three thousand worlds.

The war between the two has lasted for tens of thousands of years, and no matter how hard it is to resolve the accumulation of enmity, there is only death.

A ghost raising Gu appeared in the world, and there must be ghosts behind it.

This means that the Canglan Continent now has a ghost clan sneaking into the dark, waiting for the opportunity to move.

Xiao Chongyan pondered for a while, a light golden sword intent suddenly appeared on his fingertips, cut through the wind and snow in a flash, and traveled far away.

The courtyard was quiet except for the constant sound of snow falling. He lowered his head, covered his sleeves and coughed lowly. He saw the snowflakes that could not be melted at his fingertips. He was silent for a moment, then closed his eyes, looking a little tired, as if he felt that it was very troublesome.

——A spiritual power with ulterior motives descended quietly, hidden in the fine snow, and came to him.

This spiritual power comes from the "dream weaver" among the ghost domain craftsmen.

The supernatural powers of dream weavers are extremely strange. They can spy on the mind and weave dreams.

But Xiao Chongyan is just the opposite.

At this very moment, he was opening his heart to welcome that spiritual power, trying to make himself fall into a dream.

Because he wants to go back to the past memory with the help of the dream weaver, and wants to go back to the top of the floating cloud thousands of years ago——

To see everything more clearly.

The snow fell harder.

A vast mist gradually rose from the courtyard, but within a few breaths, it was so thick that you couldn't stretch your fingers out, completely covering Xiao Chongyan's figure, and he could no longer be seen.

Deep in the dense fog, Xiao Chongyan closed his eyes slightly, with a peaceful expression, as if he was meditating, and he didn't know anything about it.

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"I invited the dream weaver to let you die unconsciously in your sleep, so that you would suffer less pain, but I never thought that you would rather die in pain while awake..."

In the white mist, suddenly there was a cold sarcasm, someone spoke in a low voice, the voice was indistinct, and the identity could not be discerned.

"As expected of the Demon Lord of the Northland."

Xiao Chongyan opened his eyes.

At the very first moment, he only felt dizzy and extremely weak, half of his body had lost consciousness, leaving only a void of powerlessness.

Then he lowered his gaze, just on his heart, and saw the flying sword passing through his chest, nailing himself to the Tianzhu behind him, he was slightly startled, and then suddenly understood.

That is no sword.

He is on the top of the cloud.

This is thousands of years ago.

Just now the small courtyard was filled with fog, and the dream weaver made a secret move, trying to make him fall into a dream forever and never wake up again, but he didn't know that everything was exactly as Xiao Chongyan wished.

The mind that the dream weaver can see is the mind that he lets the dream weaver see.

The dream weaved by the natural dream weaver is the past that he wants to go back to.

Xiao Chongyan's eyes gradually cleared up, his mind was peaceful, and then the fog in front of his eyes cleared away, revealing his true appearance.

The huge Liuyun Peak was empty except for him. Outside the mountain top, there were phantom pillars standing in the distance on each of the four sides. There was a person under each pillar, whose figure was submerged in the mist, making it difficult to distinguish.

At this time, a figure came from under a certain sky pillar, holding a sword in white clothes, with a calm expression, full of death and killing intent, his eyes hidden in the mist were exposed, and a faint red light gradually appeared in his eyes. Light up, grow brighter.

The white-clothed man raised his hand, grabbed Xiao Chongyan's unstoppable sword, and twisted the blade, intending to completely shatter the sword bone of his spirit and end his life——

The pain of tearing the mind and soul came suddenly, Xiao Chongyan's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were slightly stern.

He naturally knew that the man in white with the sword was transformed by the dream weaver, and he wanted to take advantage of the loss of his heart lake to repeat the history in the dream and kill him again like a thousand years ago.

To die in the dream of the dream weaver may be to die for real.

But just as the sword energy was raging in his body, and the soul was gradually dispelled, the sword's radiance shone brightly, and the mist under the square pillars began to dissipate, gradually revealing the figures of the four people below!

Xiao Chongyan ventured into this dream, and the truth he wanted to see clearly was slowly revealed in front of him, and it was about to become clear——

"Buzz!"

No way, the sword buzzed suddenly at this moment, warning him with a sharp sound, and then the sword intention suddenly burst out uncontrollably, and instantly covered him under the hood, trying to kill his last chance of life!

Under the sword light, Xiao Chongyan looked a little regretful.

That's too late.

The sword light came too fast, but the mist dissipated too slowly, if he stayed here any longer, he would not be able to retreat under the sword.

He can only leave.

"Zheng!"

Just at this time, another clear sound of the piano sounded from outside the sky, the sound was rapid and high, piercing the sky in an instant, and coming straight to Xiao Chongyan——

It collided with the sword light all over the sky, and firmly protected Xiao Chongyan behind him!

The exploding spiritual power bombarded the world of dreams, and finally it was unbearable. Cracks suddenly appeared, and everything in front of them was rapidly fading away.

Faced with the sudden sound of the piano from outside the sky, the dream weaver was obviously invincible and was retreating from the dream.

After a few breaths, the dream suddenly disintegrated, revealing a green heart lake.

The boy dressed in black lay on his back among them, and opened his eyes suddenly at the next moment.

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"Cough cough..."

In the wind and snow, Xiao Chongyan stood up with a low cough, turned his head to look into the courtyard, and saw a young man in purple with an umbrella put away his long piano, and looked at him in the same way.

Their eyes met, and both of them were shocked.

The violin on the back of the purple-clothed boy suddenly buzzed non-stop at this moment, and the sound of sword chant echoed in the middle, which seemed to be full of emotions, and also seemed to be timid due to being close to home.

There was a joyful sword chant resounding in Xiao Chongyan's heart at the same time, and Jiu Xiao's sword sense suddenly appeared, and he cheered in a low voice with great surprise.

On the long piano behind this young man, there is the aura that they sensed before, which belongs to the body of Jiu Xiaojian.

But in one night, across half of the continent, it had already arrived before their eyes.

Xiao Chongyan was slightly taken aback.

Before he could open his mouth in the future, he felt another burst of blackness in front of his eyes, and the familiar dizziness suddenly struck. He forcibly activated the sword energy several times during his illness, and once again entered a dream with his body in danger. The consequence of having to fight hard finally broke out at this moment.

Xiao Chongyan lost his balance in a whirl, his body fell forward, and he was about to fall to the ground——

What greeted him was not the cold snow, but a warm, gentle hug.

Followed by it, there is also a clear and clean smell like a mountain spring.

For some reason, this smell made people feel at ease, so that Xiao Chongyan knew it was impossible, but he still couldn't restrain his mind suddenly, and he didn't deliberately maintain his consciousness, but let himself fall into a complete slumber.

The purple-clothed boy came to the front of the house at some point, half-kneeling on the ground, carefully hugging Xiao Chongyan who had passed out in his arms, with a puzzled expression on his face.

The morning sun rose in front of them, and the crimson sunlight fell on the young man's face and into those deep black eyes, as if a ray of light was suddenly lit up.

That was something the boy himself hadn't even realized.

Like the ecstasy of finding something lost, or the fear of losing it.

It's like carefully lighting a lamp, willing to sit for thousands of years, guarding that tiny light day after day, before exhausting the world and completely despairing, I finally couldn't believe it, but was extremely sure——

He found his treasure.

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#On how to express a variety of meanings with two characters.

Xiao Chongyan: ... No way!No... no?

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Received the file "After becoming a cub, I was picked up by my mortal enemy" for collection~

Tough-mouthed and soft-hearted, the tsundere cat and cat monarch is subject to X-mouthed duplicity and non-severe plush control emperor attack

Copywriter:

As the most capable and noble supreme monarch in Outland, Lin Er has a troublesome little secret.

His bestial form is a beautiful and cute kitten.

In order to maintain the majesty of the monarch, he is trying to overcome his instinct every day——

Until he accidentally turned back into a cub, and was picked up by his rival, the Federal Emperor, and brought home.

As an excellent monarch, Lin Er is never afraid of any challenge.Even if getting along with the deadly enemy day and night means endless mutual temptation and tit-for-tat——

He will also be the final winner!

however--

He jumped into bed early in the morning and tried to sneak up, and was soothed by a gentle scratch on his chin.

He sneaked into the office to spy on information, and was held in his arms to review documents.

He stalked his rival to steal secrets, but was treated as a spiritual trash can by the other party, and was forced to listen to the secrets of the royal family all night.

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On the throne of the Federal Emperor, the milky kitten slapped against the ugly face of its arch-enemy, and raised its chin arrogantly.

He has won!

Everyone knows that Li Chongye is the emperor of the Federation, with a deep mind and unpredictable strength, but no one knows that this decisive monarch is actually a serious fuzz control.

One day, Li Chongye picked up a kitten with green round eyes.

Tsundere and stinky fart, expensive and difficult to deal with, always thinking of sneaking up on him, but turning her belly from time to time, softly calling out to be coquettish and want to be hugged.

Later, he found that his kitten had turned into a white-haired and green-eyed beauty from Outland.

That handsome, dignified, fierce-fighting, and vicious-mouthed King of Outland——

He has always been watching, chasing, challenging... and eager to conquer the sworn enemy.

Oh, so his sworn enemy...is that little kitten who needs to be fed, hugged, coaxed, and moaned all day long?

—he won.

【Reading Guide】

*True fragrance to each other, interstellar comprehension, strong HE

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