Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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Outside the barrier, the situation is completely different from before.

Originally, he looked like he was on the outside, as if the fifth prince of Zhongzhou, who was sure of winning, fell to the ground, completely in a state of embarrassment, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

However, Xiao Chongyan and Gu Jing, who were originally facing each other, did not know when they stood side by side again.

The expressionless Palace Master Xinghe crossed his arms and stared at the ghosts in front of him with a worried expression.

This high-level ghost clan that suddenly appeared knelt at Xiao Chongyan's feet all the time, and called Xiao Chongyan "Master". At the feet of a boy whose realm is far inferior to his own.

It's an eyesore.

"Xiao Chongyan."

Gu Jing spoke in a low voice, not much emotion could be heard in the voice, but there was no doubt that there was a hint of warning.

Xiao Chongyan blinked his eyes, and when he heard Gu Jing's voice, he felt the bitter taste of medicine in his mouth again, he said "Oh" unreasonably, and then looked down at the ghosts under his feet.

He didn't expect that the master of the ghost domain would be so generous.

At the beginning, he just wanted the most common ghost idea to leave a way out for himself, but he didn't expect that what the other party gave him was an extremely precious ghost idea with ancient inheritance and the ability to command the same bloodline ghost clan.

——No wonder he was in such a hurry when he was in Hedong.

It's a bit of a waste to own this ghost mind but delay entering the ghost realm.

"Since you have responded to the edict of Ghost Nian, treat me as your master..."

Xiao Chongyan spoke slowly, his expression was calm, and he did not show the slightest joy of being recognized as the master of a high-level ghost clan.

On the contrary, he found it very troublesome.

The ghosts who will be imprisoned in the Devil Prison are naturally captives in the Great War, and they have committed countless murders. There are too many reasons why they were not executed, so it is unnecessary to elaborate on them one by one.

In the ghost domain, the higher the realm, the heavier the suppression.

Like the ghost clan in front of us, there are only a handful of people who can maintain their state without falling and are sane, and they must not be underestimated.

"From now on, I am your master."

Thousands of years of extremely painful and tortured captivity can be passed safely, and the will is so strong. If there is a chance to leave Huangquan—just kneel down to a human youth, what is the difficulty?

Xiao Chongyan didn't know what Jing Xuan and Gu Jing were thinking, he only knew that he had not stepped into the ghost way, and the ghost thought in his heart lake was always in the form of a larva, far from being able to truly stimulate the power of his blood.

In other words, relying on the ghost mind in his heart lake, he shouldn't be able to order a great ghost practitioner so easily to help him unconditionally.

The so-called edict of ghost thoughts is just nonsense.

When "gathering souls" aroused the reaction of ghost thoughts, perhaps only a very slight breath escaped, which happened to be captured by the ghost clan in front of him.

And this ghost clan chose to help, and made a humble gesture, bowing their heads to Xiao Chongyan.

The other party has ulterior motives in doing so.

"Since you have served me as Lord, you don't have to stay in Huangquan anymore."

Xiao Chongyan looked at the ghost clan who trembled slightly under his feet, unconsciously showing a bit of ecstasy, closed his eyes a little tiredly, then turned to look at Gu Jing.

I'm a little tired after standing for a long time.

Such meaning was clearly written in Xiao Chongyan's eyes.

However, Gu Jing still stood there, unmoved, but looked back indifferently, with "I'm still angry" written all over her face.

Xiao Chongyan: "..."

He thought for a while, still a little puzzled, and then came back to his senses, his eyes unconsciously fell on the ghosts under his feet.

He knew Gu Jing was angry.

But how to coax it back?

As the person who is always being coaxed on weekdays, Xiao Chongyan is rarely at a loss.

He thought to himself that it would be much easier to practice Taoism than to coax people.

Xiao Chongyan was puzzled by what he hadn't seen for a long time, so his eyes stayed on the ghosts at his feet for a while, and under the cold and low-pressure eyes behind him, he was suddenly blessed at a certain moment, and suddenly realized.

In the heart lake, the black-clothed boy casually poked the ghost larva, and released a light golden sword aura from his fingertips, which immediately made the little fat worm, who was hiccupping in the dark mist, jump up with a jolt.

The sword energy contains the message that Xiao Chongyan sent to Gui Nian.

The little chubby worm tremblingly stuck to the sword qi, the tentacles on its head twitched and hopped, carefully accepting Xiao Chongyan's order, tilting its head for a while, trembling slightly as if flattering.

Xiao Chongyan nodded in satisfaction.

He withdrew from Heart Lake, lazily looking at the ghosts under his feet, with some pity in his eyes.

Originally, he wanted to keep this ghost clan and try the ability of ghost larvae.

But since Gu Jing doesn't like it, then he won't stay.

"...but Gu Jing doesn't like you, so please die."

In the eyes of the ghost clan looking up in disbelief, Xiao Chongyan said it as a matter of course.

A high-level ghost clan, of course, is not as important as his companions.

To kill is to kill.

He smiled slightly at the ghost's suddenly ferocious expression, and slightly opened the five fingers of his right hand, revealing a soft little fat bug dozing off on its belly.

"Don't pretend to be dead." Xiao Chongyan threatened softly, "If you don't work, you will be lost."

"Huh."

The little fat bug shook his head, straightened up suddenly after these words, and leaned down——

The figure that was rising up against the ghost race was facing him head-on!

"Roar!"

The ghost larva, which was originally only as thick as a thumb, suddenly grew in size, and instantly turned into a giant python several people thick, swallowing the ghost clan whole in its belly!

An arm covered with cyan scales struggled to fall outside, was sucked into the python's mouth little by little, and finally disappeared.

In just a short moment, the high-level ghost clan that destroyed Jingxuan Xinhu with a previous blow was swallowed up without any resistance, leaving no trace.

"Roar--"

The giant python transformed from ghost thoughts stood up straight, with blood-colored vertical pupils slipping quietly in the eye sockets, staring coldly at the purple-clothed boy beside him.

It still remembers the sword that the other party dropped in the heart lake on the top of the mountain.

Gu Jing frowned.

He raised his left hand slightly, and Kong Wuqin suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Snapped."

A crisp sound echoed in the air at the same time.

A slender and white wrist fell between the black scales of the giant python, and he slapped it hard without any politeness.

Compared with the hideous and terrifying body of the giant python, that wrist was so slender that it would break if it was snapped, but under this hand, the body of the giant python suddenly trembled, and immediately stiffened visibly to the naked eye.

"Huh."

The next moment, the giant python's body suddenly shrunk, and in an instant it became a larva as thick as a thumb again. It opened its belly and yelled softly at Xiao Chongyan.

"Wh-ow!"

It was grabbed by Gu Jing who couldn't bear it anymore, pressed it into Xiao Chongyan's palm, and disappeared into it.

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Xiao Chongyan turned his head and stared at Gu Jing.

His right hand was still held tightly by Gu Jing's right hand, and the two maintained this somewhat awkward posture without speaking, just looking at each other silently.

Ghosts, kill them.

Ghost thoughts, lost.

Xiao Chongyan asked with his eyes: "What about now?"

A faint smile gradually appeared on Gu Jing's expressionless face.

There was a little light in those sharp and cold eyes, and then it became brighter and brighter.

Xiao Chongyan took a step back.

Gu Jing took a step forward.

The two overlapping hands were firmly held together all the time. With a little force, Gu Jing pulled Xiao Chongyan in front of her, held the opponent's hand just right, slid up the arm, and then fell on the shoulder.

The warm heat from the palm penetrated through the outer robe, slowly but firmly penetrated into the skin bit by bit, it was the most reassuring temperature for Xiao Chongyan.

No more, no less, just right.

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"clank--"

The Kongwuqin suddenly appeared beside the two of them, the strings of the qin vibrated endlessly, making a familiar clear sound.

That is the sound of the piano that Gu Jing often uses as timing and reminders.

Xiao Chongyan and Gu Jing looked at each other, knowing that the moment they had been waiting for had finally arrived.

The dark sky hangs far away from the zenith, but the night in the ghost domain is deeper than that darkness.

The eve of dawn, the darkest hour.

This is the time when the soul is most easily recalled and is finally able to manifest in this world.

Xiao Chongyan looked at Jing Xuan who was curled up on the ground not far away.

The Fifth Prince of Central Continent lost all his cultivation after his Heart Lake was broken, and his heart was gouged out again. Now he is relying on his body at the peak of the Void Realm to hold on to his last life, but he has no power to recover. Watching myself die gradually.

This genius boy who was once extremely proud is now sprawled on the ground covered in blood, with no trace of dignity at all, and his former royal demeanor has completely disappeared.

Scarlet and viscous blood dripped from under his body in large swaths and soaked into the ground, just like the scene not long ago reappeared.

At that time, he was a high-ranking spectator, laughing at the tragic death of his classmate under Xiuhe's hands, and remained indifferent.

But now, he will bleed all his blood in the same place, washing away his sins with endless pain.

—and that's not all.

"Cough cough...cough, Xiao Chongyan..."

Sensing the gaze on him, the prostrate youth struggled to raise his head, showing a miserable smile, and spoke intermittently.

"The winner and the loser, I lost...it fell into your hands, and I will naturally let you deal with it..."

Being killed by Xiao Chongyan, and being questioned by the God Emperor after returning to Central Continent after failure... These two endings are no different for Jing Xuan.

But they all died silently, and no one remembered it.

For him, if he can't become the prince of Zhongzhou, the future god emperor; if he can't get the title of No. [-] Canglan... his life is meaningless.

This is the truth that he has been instilled and educated since he was a child, and it is deeply ingrained in his mind.

The only way to win is to be the first.

In order to win, you can do whatever it takes.

Because if you fail, you will be given up.

If it is abandoned, it will die.

"The title of Cang Lan's first genius belongs to you... My life is also yours..." The young man with a blank expression chuckled as if accepting his fate, and murmured, "Take it all, I have nothing at all. ..."

He failed, so he will have nothing.

"I will not take your life."

Xiao Chongyan was silent for a moment, then spoke softly, with a look of sighing.

He had heard about the behavior of his student after he took office.

He is domineering and arbitrarily arrogant, he treats his offspring cruelly, and advocates the law of competition like raising Gu, which is somewhat similar to the former Dong Huang.

Xiao Chongyan didn't agree with this, but he didn't say much.

Just like what he did to the fifth prince of the Central Continent Dynasty this time.

It's not because the other party is targeting him so much - those so-called verbal squeezes and conspiracy to harm each other are nothing compared to what Xiao Chongyan experienced in his previous life, just like playing tricks.

All he saw was what the Fifth Prince had done.

In order to frame himself, Jing Xuan can sacrifice Ling Cheng without hesitation, and in order to satisfy his pursuit and desire for fame and fortune, he can also kill his classmate Taixue without any burden.

Behavior like this deserves to die.

It has nothing to do with Xiao Chongyan's own wishes.

and so--

"It's them who want to kill you."

With the sound of Xiao Chongyan's voice, Jing Xuan suddenly felt that his vision suddenly improved, and his whole body suddenly flew into the air, and suddenly became light, as if he would float away at any time.

He looked down, only to realize that he had escaped from that riddled body.

At this moment, he is appearing in midair in the form of a soul.

At the same moment, nine phantoms suddenly jumped out of Jing Xuan's surroundings and surrounded him. The faces of the nine phantoms gradually became clear from blurred, and finally completely turned into familiar faces——

They were those Taixue students who died tragically under Xiuhe's hands!

In the darkest hour before dawn, Xiao Chongyan actually forcibly collected the souls that had gathered here, so that they could regain their memories of life, and finally avenged their revenge before entering reincarnation.

This method is extremely rare, and it is called——

"Soul search! How can you know the soul search technique of the demons!"

Jing Xuan let out a low voice in astonishment, showing an expression of disbelief.

Just like the body outside the body of the spirit race, the soul search technique is a magical power unique to the demon race, and it is not a magical power that every demon race can learn.

Only the demons with the purest and most powerful bloodlines can perform the real soul search technique!

"You have demon blood? But the ghost in your body—"

Jing Xuan murmured to himself, and was so shocked by the events that could never happen at the same time that he lost his words.

How can someone belong to the Donghuang royal family, but have the blood of the demon clan, and at the same time have ghost thoughts in his body?

"Xiao Chongyan, who are you?"

Jing Xuan is destined to never get an answer to this question.

Because the spirits surrounding him stepped forward at the same time, completely submerging the figure of the Fifth Prince of Central Continent.

Losing the memory of their practice and only fighting instinctively, they used their hands and teeth to tear apart Jing Xuan's soul bit by bit, leaving only the screams of Jing Xuan, the fifth prince of Zhongzhou, on the spot.

For a practitioner, the soul is a thousand times more important than the body | body.

The fall of the soul is a real, complete death.

The body dies and the dao disappears, and there will never be an afterlife.

But Jingxuan is now experiencing the feeling that his soul is being torn apart.

Every step he took was a step closer to eternal death.

Jing Xuan opened his eyes slightly, his expression blank under the extreme pain.

He struggled to look out over the spirits surrounding him, and saw Xiao Chongyan who was always calm.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have never seen Xiao Chongyan change his face.

Life and death adversity, killing the enemy, winning the victory... Whether it is good or bad, it seems to be nothing in the eyes of that person.

Just like a sword in the east of the river raised thousands of stars, there was no defeat in the nine chapters of the sword art, and the questioning of the sword Jiuxiao under the Luohe stele led hundreds of people to break through together... even the ghost thoughts and soul search techniques that only appeared today.

To Xiao Chongyan, all of these seemed to be trivial things that were very common and never moved him.

He has been drifting away calmly all this time, watching everything with cold eyes——

It was as if the world had nothing to do with him.

In the gradually blurred field of vision, Jing Xuan has been quietly watching the boy in white.

He was suddenly curious as to what kind of person and what kind of things happened that could really move Xiao Chongyan——

That may also be the time to truly answer the question "Who is Xiao Chongyan?"

But Jing Xuan knew that he was doomed not to see it.

At the moment when the sky was about to light up, the last part of his soul was shattered, and this long painful torture finally came to the last moment.

With the last bit of consciousness remaining, Jing Xuan stretched out his hand subconsciously, facing the red sun that was beginning to emerge, and his figure disappeared in a blink of an eye.

He also longed for the flawless light.

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Under the red sun, the other nine spirits also began to become blurred.

Xiao Chongyan looked at Gu Jing, the two looked at each other for a moment, and at the next moment they struck out at the same time.

The Kong Wuqin fell into Gu Jing's arms, and the young man in purple sat cross-legged, holding the strings with both hands, his fingers fluttering, and suddenly there was a brisk piano sound.

At the same time, a clear and elegant flute sound inserted without any violation. Xiao Chongyan stood beside Gu Jing, holding a purple jade flute in both hands, and accompanied it with the sound of the flute.

This is the first time the two have played together.

It is also "Requiem" among the three musics of Xinghedian.

As the name suggests, the song "Requiem" is to appease the soul of the deceased, help them resolve the worldly regrets, and enter reincarnation.

Xiao Chongyan used the soul search technique to manifest the souls of Taixue students before, and personally killed Jing Xuan, which was also laying the groundwork for the song "Requiem".

As long as the mind and soul are stable, even if there is only one point left in the three souls and seven souls, they can reincarnate again.

Under the ensemble of the two, the phantom of the nine souls solidified again, and the nine people turned their backs to the red sun, bowed to the ground with Xiao Chongyan and Gu Jing, and saluted solemnly.

The two nodded in return.

At the moment when the sky finally brightened and the red sun rose in the distance, Xiao Chongyan and Gu Jing no longer had the spirits of the nine people in front of them.

The dots of golden halo shattered, representing souls entering reincarnation one after another.

Under the golden light all over the sky, a light halo that was almost platinum flashed across quickly, and it was extremely dazzling in an instant.

Gu Jing looked at Xiao Chongyan and asked, "Why?"

That platinum radiance was clearly the slightest bit of consciousness of Jing Xuan, the Fifth Prince of Central Continent.

That was the soul left behind by Xiao Chongyan at the last moment.

That soul that is hidden in the deepest part of the dark dirt, is clean, and still yearns for the light.

Xiao Chongyan didn't speak, but just quietly looked at the glowing sky, as if countless fireworks were blooming in his eyes, and there was a translucent light in his deep black eyes.

After a long time, he said softly, "Because I used to be like him."

In the depths of the most unbearable darkness, but still longing for the most flawless light.

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The author has something to say:

#萧崇燕 coaxes Gu Jing, yes

#ensemble, have

#The most flawless light, there is

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