Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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The moon is in full bloom.

From time to time, the sound of clang and zither can be heard in the courtyard, and the strings vibrate rapidly, like the light of a sharp knife in the night.

Gu Jing was sitting in front of the door, with the Hengqin on her knees, playing casually, her posture was not inelegant, but her killing intent was so thick and deep that it made one feel like entering an abyss.

Xiao Chongyan leaned halfway by the window and looked out, and saw the young man in purple sitting alone under the moon, playing the piano, his expression stern, and his sleeves fluttering, all of which he admired the most.

His eyes fell on Gu Jing's hands pressing the piano, and the admiration in his eyes suddenly became stronger.

The hands holding the strings were slender and well-proportioned, with distinct joints, and the touch was as warm as jade. They were stable and meticulous when diagnosing his pulse, and precise and crisp when cooking medicinal materials. They belonged to a pair of hands of top doctors.

But those hands were as smooth and precise as ever when killing people, crisp and neat, without any mess.

One thought of life, one thought of death, all words and deeds are asking the heart, and Xiao Chongyan is walking the same way of asking.

Asking in this way, there are many restrictions and extremely high requirements. If you are not careful, you will lose your mind and your path will collapse. Only a practitioner who is absolutely confident in himself, has a very clear understanding of the path he is looking for, and must be a very talented practitioner to try.

Xiao Chongyan is such a person.

Gu Jing is naturally such a person.

Xiao Chongyan asked this question because he reached the summit of the Great Dao in his previous life, his Dao heart was clear, and his future was bright and bright. Reincarnation and re-cultivation are nothing more than walking on the road to heaven again.

What about Gu Jing?

A boy who is only sixteen or seventeen years old, even though he is extremely talented and absolutely confident, how can he clarify his own way?

The avenue has never been so easy to get.

Xiao Chongyan smiled and looked at the young man in the courtyard. He knew this well and didn't say anything.

Just as Gu Jing also saw all kinds of abnormalities in his soul and sword bones, but he was just silent and never asked.

Cause and effect are connected, and there is a tacit understanding.

It turned out to be like this.

Candles flickered in the room, requiem incense was lit on the bedside, and the smoke curled up to the four corners of the room, forming a barrier to block the power of the dream weaver, and Xiao Chongyan could not see the world in Gu Jing's eyes at this time.

But he believed in Gu Jing.

Such a medical practitioner who can cross the West Pole Sea and the Canglan Continent by himself has a murderous intent that is almost comparable to that of a Northern Demon General. Obviously he has experienced countless fights in another continent, and the means of killing are only better than the means of saving people. smarter.

That's why he let Gu Jing come out with the piano in his arms, and snipe and kill the dream weaver without any worries.

Xiao Chongyan is aware of his own situation, and understands that what Gu Jing said is indeed true.

He had only one part of his soul left, and was forced into this body by the soul-focusing lamp, and it would take a few days to stabilize his soul.

It will take at least three more days, he cannot use the power of his soul, and it will take even longer if he wants to use his consciousness.

But Xiao Chongyan couldn't use the sword, so naturally he had other ways to do it, but this time, for some reason, when Gu Jing said "I'm coming", he was a little dazed, and then he didn't speak again, and finally he became what he is today. Such a scene——

As a medical practitioner, Gu Jing was killing enemies outside, and the sound of the piano was full of murderous intent and chilling, while as a sword repairer, Xiao Chongyan was in a daze, holding warm soup and medicine, wondering if it would be too much for him to fall under the wall. too obvious.

No way, the sword is far away on the top of Liuyun, and the Jiuxiao sword is even more burdensome to his body.He doesn't even have a sword now, and it seems that he really can't be called a sword repairer.

But that's nothing.

—Anyway, there is Gu Jing.

Perhaps it was because the natal object and the natal sword were too closely connected between the two. Xiao Chongyan always had an inexplicable sense of familiarity and intimacy with Gu Jing. When facing this young man, he unconsciously compromised and subconsciously relaxed his mind, as if he had troubled Gu Jing long ago. Jing has believed that the other party can solve everything without thinking about it thousands of times.

Due to various reasons in the previous life, he was always alone by accident, and after sitting alone for nine days, Xiao Chongyan occasionally felt lonely.And starting over from the beginning in this world is regarded as reliving the whole life. If everything is the same as before, it would be too boring.

Xiao Chongyan's way of practice is to do whatever he wants and follow his heart, so when he first realized that he trusted Gu Jing so much, he decided to let nature take its course.

He is also a little curious.

If there are people walking along the road... what kind of feeling would it be?

——That suggestion, you might as well try it.

"If the accompanying person is Gu Jing..."

Under the wind and snow, by the small window, Xiao Chongyan held the medicine bowl, and naturally leaned close to the wall, thinking casually: "...it seems to be good."

"Take the medicine, don't try to pour it out secretly, I can see it."

At this time, Gu Jing, who was supposed to fight the dream weaver in the dream, suddenly spoke, his voice was extremely cold, and Xiao Chongyan's train of thought was instantly interrupted.

Xiao Chongyan: "..."

He withdrew his hand expressionlessly, closed the window by the way, and added one last sentence in his heart.

"It's just annoying sometimes."

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The house is protected from wind and snow, and is extremely warm, and the fragrance of Requiem is very relaxing.

The sickly beauty Xiao Chongyan, who was carefully instructed and followed closely, had nothing to do, she was lazily leaning on the couch, staring at the small medicine pot in front of her in a daze, her eyes fell on the two crystal clear candied dates, her expression was far away, hooked. Bring back long memories.

When he was a child in the last life, he was also extremely sick and weak, and he could almost be said to have grown up soaked in a medicine jar, so Xiao Chongyan disliked bitter food the most, and especially hated soup and medicine.

However, the Xiao royal family has always adhered to the rule of court survival that the winner is king, and the descendants of the royal family have been fighting openly and secretly since childhood.At that time, Sister Huang supported herself alone, and it was very difficult. Because of her poor health, she was dragged down a lot, and she felt guilty, and she didn't dare to complain to distract Sister Huang.

It wasn't until later that his kendo talent was discovered, and after being led into the Luohe Sword School by his senior brother to learn swordsmanship, Xiao Chongyan felt that taking medicine was not bitter for the first time.

He has a very high seniority in the master's school, but he is still young. Whenever he is sick or injured, his senior brother will prepare two candied fruit and patiently coax him to take medicine.Even though he was getting older later, had a small success in swordsmanship, and gradually became famous in the cultivation world, this special care has never changed.

Xiao Chongyan stretched out his hand to pick up a candied fruit, with a rare look of nostalgia on his face.

Since he left Luohe Sword Sect and entered the Northland, he has never eaten this kind of candied fruit again.

At first, because the Northland was full of dangers and intrigues everywhere, even the serious injuries had to be carefully covered up, and it was impossible to talk about whether it was suffering or not.Later, he became the Demon Lord, with the top ten Demon Generals under his command, the sects of the Northland, and the entire Canglan cultivation world, and he would not associate fear of suffering with the decisive and unpredictable Northland Demon Lord.

The world still remembers Xiao Chongyan who is afraid of bitterness and prefers sweetness. Perhaps there is only the senior brother who drifted away from him, turned to opposite sides, and finally became the No. 1 monk in the human race.

The two of them checked and balanced each other, restrained each other, and the friendship between teachers and brothers in the early years had long been exhausted in the long hostility between the two races.Even if in the end the human race and the demon race shake hands and make peace, the two can relax and sit and drink together without having to keep calculating all the time, but it is different after all.

Xiao Chongyan will not easily show his weakness to others, and his senior brother will not make candied fruit with his own hands, just to coax him to take medicine.

Now, thousands of years have passed, the sea has changed, things have changed, but someone came from the other side of the West Pole Sea, and put two identical candied fruit next to the medicine bowl.

Two lifetimes of cultivating Taoism, thousands of years have passed, and the guardians for him are completely different, but they do the same actions like reincarnation.

Xiao Chongyan looked slightly relaxed, and drank the soup in the bowl, but unexpectedly found that the soup was not bitter, and even had a hint of sweetness.He took another bite of the candied fruit, the taste of the medicine dissipated in his mouth, and he suddenly felt happy.

The melancholy thoughts of thinking about the past completely dissipated under a candied fruit, Xiao Chongyan nodded secretly in his heart, and finally recognized Gu Jing's qualifications as a doctor.

It's nice to be able to kill people, but it's not necessary or special.It's just that the medical skills are superb, but it's rare that the medicine is not bitter, and there are candied fruit to eat, that's very good, it can't be better.

Xiao Chongyan was in a good mood, so when he unhurriedly ate the candied fruit in his hand, cleaned his hands with silk, and cleaned up, he just casually glanced at the corner of the room, and when he spoke, his voice was calm, as if he didn't care.

"I've been looking at it for so long, but are you envious of my candied fruit?"

He was smiling when he spoke, as if he was joking with his friends, but the room fell into a dead silence instantly, and the sword intent intertwined into a cage, tightly bound the space here, and suddenly became a small closed world.

In the silence, even the sound of the zither outside the house could no longer be heard, but inside the house there was a heartbeat that became more and more intense, like the beating of a drum, no matter how hard it was to suppress.

The candlelight swayed lightly, and the light of the knife flashed silently.

Under the oppression of the sword intent, the assassin who was hiding in the shadow behind Xiao Chongyan finally appeared, and made a sudden attack!

Xiao Chongyan himself is the center of this small world surrounded by sword intent, which is unbreakable.But the light of the saber came out from the shadow under his feet, as if breaking through from the inside to the outside, without hindrance along the way, it pierced straight into his back in an instant!

With the sword on his back, Xiao Chongyan's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled lightly.

His gaze fell in front of him from beginning to end, with a smile on his brows and eyes, with a determined smile, as if to say——

"It's your turn."

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The author has something to say:

Xiao Chongyan (of course): Anyway, there is Gu Jing.

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感谢在2021-02-1718:32:50~2021-02-1907:11:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 2 sugar cube cat;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 4 cube sugar cat;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!